Y/n's been a trainee under JYPE for six years. She's been put through tons of lineups just to not be chosen and pushed off for a later project just for those projects to be constantly rejected. There have been multiple times where the omega almost quit entirely but JYP claimed she had talent but refused to let her debut solo. When the fans start a massive uproar demanding co-ed groups, JYP takes matters into his own hands and forces his active groups to accept a new member of the opposite gender in order to renew their contracts. Y/n is chosen and she debuts under Stray Kids. What happens to her career and her life as an idol among eight experienced men? ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ cw: alpha/beta/omega dynamics, angst, eventual smut, idol reader This is completely fictional, anything in this book that's related to real life is coincidental. Word count: 138k Highest rankings: #1 straykidsfic 10/2023 #1 idolreader 10/2023 #1 leeknowxreader 01/2024 #1 jeonginxreader 03.22.2024 #1 straykidsxreader 08.08.2024 #1 hanjisungxreader 11.24.2024 #2 chanxreader 01/2024 #2 bangchanxreader 10.25.2024 #3 skzfic 08/2023 #3 seungminxreader 12/2023 #3 felixxreader 05.25.2024 #3 straykidsfic 06.24.2024 #3 chanbinxreader 02.19.2026 #4 minhoxreader 10.14.2025 #7 hyunjinxreader 01/2024 #99 idol 10.03.2024

18+ | Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Female OC Simon 'Ghost' Riley's death has caused too much emotional turmoil for Kelsey Holland, an ex-Shadow. A traitor now to the Company, hiding in Russia only lasts so long until someone from her past finds her. What do they want, and why do they want her? (This story involves a blend of '09 and '22 Ghost as well as components of the story. The prequel to this is 'Of Shadows and Skulls' on here, but it is not complete. I'm focusing on finishing this before finishing the other.) CONTAINS: - lots of swearing - implied death - mild gore - smut - mature content that people younger than 18 shouldn't be divulging in

A Monster. That's what they'd always called her. Sasha wasn't delusional enough to think they were wrong. Made of shadow and suffering, raised in cold and cruelty, she was every inch the monster the world feared her to be. She tried not to hate herself for it, for the way this world had forced her to be. Maybe she did not deserve this life she'd been given, the life that had been forced on her, but she'd been through too much to give it up now. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ON HIATUS (soz) ACOTAR oc insert Multiple(?) romances Plot centred Started : 7/10/24 ACOMAF finished : 12/6/25 ACOWAR finished : ... ACOFAS finished : ... ACOSF finished : ... Idk how well this will do but the hyperfixation will consume my soul if I don't get this out my system :)

Red was never meant to linger. Task Force 141's blade in the dark, she was the quiet assassin with a taste for knives over bullets. When orders force her into KorTac's world, she's trapped among Horangi, König, and Nikto, men she was raised to hate. They don't want her there any more than she wants to be there. To her, they're nothing but wolves circling, waiting for her to slip. Until they find themselves watching her too long, listening too closely, and realizing that the woman they swore they'd never trust is the one they can't get out of their heads. Enemies don't fall in love. They fall into war. And Red's about to find out just how dangerous it is when the men she once despised decide they can't let her go. |CWs: SMUT. Reverse Harem. MxM. Non-canon.|

A prequel to "Absolutely Not" which follows Simon's year between that fateful October date and Kelsey's return to 141's base. We know what Kelsey's year was like when she hid in Russia, but what about Simon when he was healing? Is there something he's not telling Kelsey?

・❥・ She thought maybe she was okay with being wicked. That she was so angry, so desperately, bitterly livid. She thought perhaps there were pieces of this world that deserved her wrath. Her wickedness. Some souls who deserved to be snuffed out. ・❥・ Cirsei Silvaeus had run away from home. A "home" that was much more akin to a prison, a crypt within which she would waste away to nothing. Cirsei's father, Valentine, had been keeping her under his thumb ever since the death of her mother. Regarding her as little more than an object, a piece of property which could turn him a profit, he subjected her to wretched, unspeakable cruelty. Her escape had been impulsive, fueled by the desperation harbored only by those who were fighting for their lives. She does not make it very far before crashing into an Illyrian general who, to her dismay, pulls her into his world. Surrounded by new faces, a new city, and a new sense of uncertainty about her future, Cirsei feels she has traded one prison for another. She will come to learn that this could not be further from the truth - but this lesson is not without its growing pains. Takes place shortly before Under the Mountain. OC x Bat Boys x ??? #1 in acourtofthornsandroses #1 in rhysand

Male Wednesday x Female Reader Based on the Netflix TV Series: Wednesday (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!!!

ACOTAR AU Rewrite with Bat Boys x OC RH Matebonds! (No Archeron sisters in this fic) A forgotten heir. A land in decay. A girl born of storm and shadow returns to reclaim what was stolen. Arya hides the truth of her blood, her power, and the crown that once belonged to her. But as magic unravels and the courts fall to chaos, she may be Prythian's only chance at salvation. A legacy lost to time meant to shake the foundations of kingdoms. Fate is a cruel seamstress, and the threads of destiny can be cut, unraveled, but never forgotten. Summoned by forces she cannot yet name, Arya steps into a realm of gilded deception and unraveling myths-a land where thrones are won with blood, where secrets coil beneath silken words, and where masks hide more than faces. The courts murmur of a storm gathering, of shadows stretching too far, of something ancient stirring beneath the roots of the world. She is a blade tempered in exile, a ghost of a legacy buried beneath millennia's of silence. But some graves do not stay undisturbed. And as shadows rise and old magic awakens, one truth becomes clear: Not all crowns are made of gold. Some are built from the bones of the fallen. This story is 4 years in the making and I am overjoyed to be able to finally share it with you all! Best Rankings: #1 Rhys #1 Azriel #1 Cassian #1 ACOTAR #1 ACOTAR Fic #1 ACOTAR AU #1 Rhysand x OC #1 Cassian x OC #1 Azriel x OC