It's the year 2345. For more happiness and safety, the world is now divided into three big categories. Caregiver & little Master/Mistress & Sub Pet Master/Mistress & Pet Once you turn 18 you are given a test to see what category you belong in. Most people know who they are and some are surprised. But not Little Meadow. She is a little and she has always known she was! She is now 21 but her little age is infant-3 years. Having no caregiver She recently has moved in with her little best friend and her caregiver after her aunt, who was her only family had recently passed. her best friend invites her to a play date with some friends and she soon ends up meeting THREE siblings and their caregivers. What happens when she starts to become close with these new friends and caregivers? ~~~~~~~~ (No sexual active or SMUT between the main littles and caregivers! This is mostly a SFW age regression💞) #1 caregivers 09/03/24 #1 regression 10/02/24 #2 diapers 01/26/25 #2 crib 11/04/24 #5 daddies 10/02/24 #2 daddydom 08/26/24 #6 mommydom 08/26/24 #4 subxdom 08/28/24

In a world where being a little is normal. in fact little and caregivers are the norm, as well as owners and pets, masters and subs. Once a certain age, you are offered to go to school to learn and be in a good environment for your assigned role. Of course which is determined by a test you take once you pass or are the age of 18. Little Bell is sent to the biggest littles academy in the country by her loving parents after her testing. As nervous as she is, she tries her best to make a good first impression. Which works good enough to make a good little friend with his caregiver... But also good enough to run into two scary looking yet kind and loving caregivers ~~~~~~~~ (No sexual active or SMUT between the main littles and caregivers! This is a SFW age regression, with some small talks of smut and flirting💞) #1 caregiver 03/02/25 #1 caregivers 03/02/2025 #2 academy 02/01/25 #1 agere 02/28/25 #1 in bottles 02/27/25 #1 in cribs 04/5/25

7 people have been preparing for an apocalyptic breakdown in society for years. Never in any of their minds did they believe it would actually be from zombies. A woman whose boring adult life was just beginning has no survival skills but somehow ends up being protected and cared for by a group of apocalyptic preppers. Join Kinley in her adventure of discovering love for the first time while the world around her crumbles.

~~~ Ivy, a reserved and introspective 19-year-old omega, has always lived quietly in her small, close-knit pack, i.e., herself and her loving parents. With a heart full of dreams but burdened by her shyness, she never imagined her life would change so drastically. One fateful evening, Ivy crosses paths with an unconventional pack of four-a pair of commanding alphas, a nurturing beta, and their existing omega partner. Drawn to Ivy's gentle spirit and unique charm, the pack begins to court her, each bringing their own energy and intentions. ~~~ A Omegaverse, Reverse harem. MC ends up with several people. It's kinda the vibe.

Asylum Slasher fanfiction. Michael Myers Jason Voorhees Bubba Sawyer Brahms Heelshire Norman Bates Hannibal Lecter Carrie White Bo Sinclair Vincent Sinclair Billy Loomis(ghostface) Stu Macher(ghostface) and others

Evangeline "Amara" Barrett is being haunted. Not only by her past, but by an entity that is far more powerful than she could ever imagine. How will she navigate being thrown into the world of the Supernatural? Why Sam and Dean Winchester, of course. Supernatural AU. Dark, Mature themes. Excerpt: "I guess we'll find out, won't we?" Sam said, his voice dropping lower, more intimate. He leaned forward slightly, his hand resting on the table as he watched Dean. "You seem to think she needs handling, Dean." Dean's smirk widened, his eyes flashing with something dark and teasing. "Well, someone's gotta keep her in line," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. He glanced at Amara then, his gaze piercing. "She likes it, don't you, sweetheart?" DISCLAIMER: I own Amara Barrett, as well as the plot I've created, I do not own any of the Supernatural characters. This is purely fanfiction.

The nightmares prey on us in the night's. They aren't so scary when you are next to me. I got bored, made a story, wrote it. If this gets a good response i might drop the oneshots i have been writing as well. There will be NSFW moment's. I tried to portray the character's as close as possible to the original, but I did throw in some of my headcanons in. Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, or it's characters. I only own my original characters. Achievements: #2 in "fanfic" out of 1,08mln #2 in "fanfiction" out of 1,08mln #2 in "xreader" out of 144k #3 in "ghost" out of 43k #2 in "price" out of 49k #4 in "obsession" out of 16k #1 in "polyamory" out of 6k #3 in "callofduty" out of 2k #1 in "femdom" out of 1k Began: Sep. 05. 2023 Photo credit: FU2E7 (on twitter)

With a threat growing in the shadows, Lieutenant Drew "Daisy" Farrell is sought out for TF141, an elite squad of soldiers trained to deal with the world's most serious threats. The transition onto the team goes smoothly, except for the animosity between her and her fellow task force Lieutenant. Despite the anger between them, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley --the grumpy-ass, arrogant, rude, frustrating, control freak of a man-- manages to distract her with his coffee-colored eyes and sinful touches, leaving her cursing him in more ways than one. But as the target terrorist organization avoids their grasp, he shows her exactly what she can have if she simply listens. ⁂ For anyone else who is feral over Simon Riley and enemies to lovers, this is for you ;) This story contains a lot of smutty chapters, however, there is still plenty of plot to go along with it. Chapters will be noted if they have smut... in case you're curious... This story does NOT follow the video games, ie. Soap's not dead <3 CW: cannon level violence, swearing, explicit sex, threats and inuendoes referring to SA *Warnings will be posted at the top of chapters. Excerpt: He turned to her then, stepping close enough that he brushed against her knees. "Is it possible for you to keep your mouth shut?" he asked lowly. "What? Am I getting on your nerves?" His eyes narrowed at her. "You're gettin' close to an ass-chewing." "Can't handle a little banter, sir?" "You're insubordinate." "And you're sensitive." He let out a frustrated growl. It only served to encourage her. "You wanna take that thing off? It's hard to tell how you're feeling without seeing your face." A very obvious lie, especially when his eyes showed her everything she needed to know. He was pissed.

not yet corpses still, we rot. call of duty: MWII & III fem!oc x simon 'ghost' riley buckiplier © 2023 ⋆｡°✩*️✮⋆｡°✩ I do not own the rights to any Call of Duty characters, only my own & the original plot to this story.