Aurora, a shy 18 year old girl who has been living on the streets for a few weeks now, after running away from her foster home, is found by Emily Prentiss in a horrific condition. So Emily takes her to a nearby hospital and calls her wife JJ. They stay with Aurora in the hospital, caring about the blonde girl and wanting to help her. Aurora feels safe with them near her. What happens when Emily and JJ offer the girl something she can't say no to? !trigger warning!: mention of panic attacks, abuse, self harm, suicidal tendencies and thoughts, abortion. THIS IS AN SFW BOOK AND A NON-SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN AURORA AND HER CAREGIVERS!!! AGE REGRESSION IS A COPING MECHANISM AND SHOULD NOT BE CONFUSED WITH AGE PLAY!

"Fine," she said. "If you won't take me seriously like this, I'll go put on my mafia outfit." Sloane squinted at her. "Your what?" "My mafia outfit." Before either of them could stop her, Lila jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. ____ Three minutes later, Lila came back. And Blair nearly spat out her coffee. Because apparently, "mafia outfit" meant she had dressed entirely in black-black cargo pants, a black long-sleeve shirt, black socks, and... Sunglasses. Inside. At breakfast time. Lila stood in the doorway like she had just stepped out of the world's least threatening action movie. "Well?" Sloane looked at her for a long moment. Then at Blair. Then back at Lila. "...No." Lila frowned. "What do you mean no?!" "I mean you look like a twelve-year-old trying to rob a gas station."

A slow burn story with female y/n x Natasha x Wanda. After experiencing her first heartbreak, Y/n develops the power to control fire. She isn't sure how it all works, but she does know it is causing her family pain to watch her suffer, she can't control it and needs help. That's when her dad reaches out to Tony and decides to let the Avengers step in.

Teacher!Agatha Harkness x Student!Female!Reader It's been a year since I wrote and posted this on Tumblr, but people keep trying to steal it and post it here, so I decided to post it myself. Hope you like it!

"𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢? 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸." "𝘖𝘩 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦." - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 Lilia Elise, a beautiful and talented dancer, captivates everyone with her strikingly unique appearance-two different colored eyes and bright blonde hair. Little did she know about the man who hides in her closet. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐑 He watches and lurks, always seeming to be where Lilia was. Like a rock in a raging river. He always found a way to control his emotions. But what happens when he finally snaps? - 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒑 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈/𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒚 + 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆

Grace never thought safety was something she could have-until Natasha and Scarlett offered it freely. After years of surviving, Grace is learning how to heal. Wrapped in warmth, softness, and gentle care, she begins to explore a quieter side of herself, one that longs to feel small, nurtured, and protected. As her bond with her caregivers deepens, Grace must face her fears, trust in love, and discover that needing comfort doesn't make her weak-it makes her human.

Will there ever be a home as sweet as she? Homelessness was all Maryanne had known. Sheltered by her fairly overprotective father, it was hard for her to imagine life outside a world that doesn't lack education, friends, or a mother. In a short time, Maryanne's dire predicament takes an unexpected turn-for the worse or the better? Only she can determine as she goes on a journey, discovering new things about the world around her and, most importantly, herself.

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)

They live in packs keeping their lifestyle and identities concealed. They are beings only acknowledged in works of fantasy yet they exist. A society veiled from the standard populace for their protection. A patriarchal society ruled by a corrupt elite were those with power gain riches and those without are abused. This hidden world of wolves is where Leila's story begins. Her pack mistreated and abused her, life with her pack held no joy as she was driven out by those responsible for her. She was forced to suffer as she refused to show her weakness that would only satisfy her oppressors. As her charisma and power grow along with her age so does her ability to gather the unfortunate, unexpectedly acknowledging her as their leader. The first female to rule in a world of wolves dominated by men. The unravelling of hidden secrets leads Leila on a journey of self-discovery and into an unknown battle for power. What she did not expect was the existence of a lost child to change her. Will this lost pup be able to guide her to a life of happiness and will she be able to protect the haven she has created?