El fuego para muchos, es poder para otros destrucción porque consume todo a su paso, y para muy pocos significa amor un amor que consume el alma y el cuerpo sin dejar nada. Quién lo diría un simple Omega que finge ser beta quiere ser un caballero para estar orgulloso de sí mismo y de la persona que siempre lo cuido desde que era pequeño un poco de paz y gloria es lo que quiere pero los dioses tal vez quieren verlo sufrir un poco ya que tres príncipes y un lord buscarán poseer algo más que su cuerpo •Duncan será puesto a prueba por los dioses y por los siete reinos para ver si puede con esta tormenta de dragones y ciervos

solo léanlo les va a encantar !

"traveler, has anyone ever told you about the tale of the weeping deity?" - before archons were named and nations were crowned, before visions learned to answer human hands, celestia discovered a flaw in the world. not in stone, nor in sky, but in the human heart. for every ambition that shattered, for every prayer that went unanswered, for every life that ended with words unsaid, something remained. not a soul, but lingering emotions. grief. regret. longing. envy. at first, these echoes were few, and the earth absorbed them as it did the rain. but as wars grew, as gods clashed, as civilizations burned, those emotions began to gather. and gathered emotion, when left untended, does not fade. It condenses and it becomes power. power without reason. power without mercy. power that could one day rival the heavens themselves. and so celestia, fearing not monsters nor mortals, but the accumulation of the living's sorrow, chose not to erase it, but to contain it. they shaped a god not of element, but of empathy. a heart vast enough to bear what others could not. a will gentle enough to listen to endless grief. they named them the keeper of what must never be used, and they built for them a realm beyond the waking sky. 'the sea of falling stars' otherwise known as 'the domain of last wishes' there, every regret took form as light. tears fell from the firmament like stars, each carrying a fragment of a life that ended wanting. and the god walked upon those waters made of memory, catching those falling wishes in their hands, pressing them to their heart, and dissolving them into quiet sleep. they did not judge them, they only wept with them. until they were calm enough to rest. thus the world remained stable. and humanity never knew how close its sorrow came to becoming a weapon as history wrote itself in blood and fire. for celestia deemed lacrimo a power forbidden in teyvat - -various x reader I do not own genshin impact, obviously.

"how the fuck did you even get your cps license?" "i wonder that too sometimes." "what the fuck." -- after spending a year in juvenile detention for theft, y/n is finally released at eighteen with exactly three things to his name: a custody agreement for his little brother, a mountain of debt the government absolutely refuses to touch because it's gang-related, and a very long list of mandatory checkups for being "mentally unwell." freedom, apparently, comes with weekly therapy, surprise home inspections, and the constant feeling that one wrong move will send him right back behind bars. as he tries to rebuild a normal life, y/n finds himself surrounded by the strangest collection of adults imaginable. to make matters worse, the gang that owns his debt not only hasn't disappeared, they've just gotten friendlier. uncomfortably so. between raising his brother, staying out of trouble, dodging criminals, and navigating a social circle where every man he meets seems oddly intense about him, y/n starts to wonder if this is really his life now. or if he somehow got released straight into the worst, lowest-budget BL visual novel ever made. __ -a modern spinoff of my other genshin x male reader fic: don't look back. -purely a crack-fic. -probably nothing makes sense. i do not own genshin impact, obviously.

Male Rumi x Female Reader Based on the Netflix Movie: K-Pop Demon Hunters (Y/n) = Your Name (L/n) = Last Name (H/l) = Hair Length (H/c) = Hair Color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color (F/c) = Favorite Color I OWN NOTHING!!! ALL RIGHTS GO TO NETFLIX!!! IMAGE IS NOT MINE!!!

❝𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘀 𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘀 𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝗲𝗴𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗼𝘀.❞ ┇ ✈︎ •••Chainsaw Man x Fem! Reader ┇ ✈︎ •••Ninguno de los personajes me pertenece ┇ ✈︎ •••Anime: Chainsaw Man ┇ ✈︎ •••Historia totalmente aparte del anime ┇ ✈︎ •••Contenido +18 ┇ ✈︎ •••Contenido explicito sobre violencia física, asesinato y tortura. ➤ 𝐈𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨: 19 de Enero, 2026. ➤ 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥:

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗮𝗺𝘀 (𝗡𝗲𝘁𝗳𝗹𝗶𝘅) 𝘅 (spiderman) fem!𝗼𝗰 ──────⊹⊱☠︎︎⊰⊹────── "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦?" "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘞𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴." ──────⊹⊱☠︎︎⊰⊹────── 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒 𝑂𝑐𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑡ℎ-𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑡 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝐴𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑦... 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑎 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑊𝑒𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝐴𝑑𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑒. ──────⊹⊱☠︎︎⊰⊹────── 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞): #1 - 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 #2 - 𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐱 #3 - 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 #5 - 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 #6 - 𝐠𝐱𝐠 #1 - 𝐟𝐱𝐟 #1 - 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬 #1 - 𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐝𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫

Preparense para ser sorprendidos, ni la autora sabe qué está haciendo ya.

¿Cómo terminé de esta forma? Me preguntaba a mi misma. No hay nada que me espere más que una eternidad sola, ¿las cosas hubieran resultado diferente si no los hubiera conocido? 🌿Historia 100% mía🌿 🌿Si quieren hacer una adaptación pidan permiso🌿 🌿NO se aceptan copias🌿 🌿Puede contener Spoilers del manga🌿 🌿Contiene contenido de Marvel y Kimetsu no yaiba🌿 🌿Los personajes no son mios🌿 🌿Actualización lenta🌿

❝ Pienso que los besos saben a limón, ¿los tuyos sabrán a fresa? ❞