Enemies. Rivals. Two lyrical firestorms on a collision course. In 2001, the hip-hop world is on fire - and Amina D is stoking the flames. Sharp-tongued, streetwise, and unapologetically bold, she clawed her way from Houston foster homes to the mic, becoming one of the fiercest rising voices in rap. Backed by Interscope's gritty, stylish imprint Chrome District Records, she's not here to play nice - especially not with Marshall Mathers, aka Eminem. Years ago, both artists caught the attention of Dr. Dre. One got signed. One got passed over. Now, they're both stars - and the industry can't get enough of their escalating war of words. What starts as lyrical jabs turns into full-blown diss tracks, headlines, and tense run-ins. But beneath the venom and verses lies something hotter than hatred - something neither of them is ready to face. Because sometimes the only thing more dangerous than your greatest rival...is the undeniable pull that won't let you look away. And in this game? Every verse hits personal. (Amina's songs/verses/albums are made by me; I do not own any other songs, albums or images. Some images that may be seen are for FICTIONAL USE ONLY.)

༘⋆ HIGURUMA. ❝ she's with me. ❞ in which the cold hearted ceo finds himself strangely infatuated with his executive assistant. black reader fic.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ in which , ddot gets the girl with a snappy attitude to open up. in which , persuasion finally breaks down her walls

" she's entertaining. " - ryomen sukuna ୨ৎ・・・・・・୨ৎ・・・・୨ৎ・・・・・・୨ৎ ˚ ༘ 🏒 ⋆ in which he finds himself interested in something other than the ice he's taken so much pride in. ryomen sukuna && jakori beaumont est. 07.22.2026 fin. 00.00.0000

Queen Charlotte did not believe in coincidence. She believed in design. From her throne, she observed the ballroom as a general might survey a battlefield-every movement calculated, every whisper a weapon, every marriage a maneuver. The ton believed themselves clever, believed love and scandal ruled the Season. They were wrong. Power did. That was why she had summoned her niece from across the sea. Princess Amara Charlotte Obeng stood now at the far end of the hall, her presence subtle yet unmistakable, like the hush before a storm. She wore no diamonds yet-only gold worked delicately against her dark skin, an echo of her homeland. Her posture was flawless, her expression serene, but Queen Charlotte knew better. Amara was brilliant. Observant. Dangerous. And across the room stood a man who had no idea his life was about to be dismantled. Anthony Bridgerton, Viscount Bridgerton, pillar of English nobility, champion of duty, enemy of love. Perfect. The Queen's lips curved, ever so slightly. Let the game begin

ᴀ ʙʟᴜᴜᴠꜱ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ❝ᴀᴍ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇᴅ ʙʀᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀʏ, ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴄᴏɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴇ?❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, a privileged teenage girl with anger issues is sent to new york, where she meets the son of her mother's childhood best friend. forced to stay at his house until she controls her behavior, what happens when the two star having complexities due to their different backrounds? 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐝𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃.

" you can't tell me she doesn't deserve the world, she's literally heaven sent. " - toji zenin ୨ৎ・・・・・・୨ৎ・・・・୨ৎ・・・・・・୨ৎ ˚ ༘ 🪼 ⋆ in which toji tries to get at his son's nanny after her unfortunate breakup . . . toji zenin && tatiana west (oc) est. 02.16.2025 fin. 00.00.0000