klaus smut nd stuff, enjoy besties

ONE SHOTS ABOUT CHASEY I write about Chase Davenport from the dinsey channel series 'Lab rats'. I do requests sent to me through personal message. It may be smut but there'll be a warning if so. I DO NOT OWN LAB RATS!! But I think that was pretty obvious.

COMPLETED*** A collection of short Lab Rats character Imagines. These Imagines will be about 200-500 words tops. Thet will all be Male!Character x Fem!Reader. There will not be any Smut, sorry for any inconvenience! Want to request something? Check the first chapter to fill out the request form! Characters like Daniel Davenport (Age 13), and Spin (Age 10), will be aged up to around 15-16. Male!Character x Fem!Reader #5 in disneychannel 7/25/2020 #1 in imagines 9/1/2020 A Lab Rats Imagines book ♡ © HopeLyraMalfoy

A collection of one-shots based around the character Killian Jones from Once Upon a Time. contains smut and adult themes. Killian Jones is a character from the show Once Upon a Time. I do not claim ownership. This is a fanfiction.

Many different stories. Mostly hurt comfort stories. A little bit of smut. A little bit of fluff. All kinds of fun. There are warnings. I don't own the cover.

[18+] It was just a One Night Stand but, what Bella Singhania doesn't know that the guy she slept with was the brother of her soon to be husband. Or was he? . . "As much as I like that dress on you, I want you to take it off." He watches me with a sly smirk putting his hand in his dress pant. "What?" "Take that dress off or I'll rip that from your body." I scoffed "You won't do that. Everyone's outside." I say "Watch me"

HIATUS Plz don't read it "You know for some reason I just can't quite place, I just don't believe a word that comes out of that mouth Alastor." He suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to vanish from sight. Somehow hearing his name roll off your lips made his stomach sink in a way that he did not hate. Ignoring his confusing, and must he say downright vile, desires he responded with his suave demeanor, "Darling trust me when I say I am a man of my word." * * Life on the run was not easy for Y/n yet it was all that she had known until the fateful day in which the devil lent her a hand. With the guidance of Lucifer himself she had grown to become one of the most influential overlords in the nine circles and despite her reputation there is still in air mystery as to who she is and how she got her position. Luckily one nosy Radio demon shall make it his personal mission to answer these questions . . . or Alastor gets more than what he bargained for. (Slow SLOW burn) (COME AND GET IT ALAST-WHORES) (A work in progress that will change as I edit old chapters and create new chapters, this is a writing outlet to help me get better at writing) (I started this in middle school so plz do not expect quality cuz this is actually atrocious) Enjoy~

(Discontinued) y'all I don't write for alastor anymore 😭 and yes Ik these are all cringey asf

Alastor X F.Reader - Not In Canon - NSFW - Viewer Discretion Is Advised I do not own the art displayed and all characters of Hazbin Hotel are owned by Vivziepop. Author Note: WELP GUYZ, I'm gonna give this a good ol' try and see if you all like it. Not a big fanfiction writer, so hopefully we can figure this out together! ^_~ ---- This isn't how you imagined your life would go, nor that it would be taken from you so quickly. Life is fragile and it's fleeting. Like time itself is always speeding up, year after year until... It stops. Frightened after having been ripped suddenly from the world of the living, you're now in a much more sinister place that's unimaginable. Filled with terror, anarchy and bloodlust, you'll have to learn to navigate this existence, and quickly. Still reeling from your untimely death, you haven't had a chance to process death, what you've become, or what you're capable of. An unlikely cast of demons is willing to help you, but at what cost to you? --- "My dear, don't be shy! Turn that frown upside down! You're in great company this evening, surely you can find solace in that!" Alastor swept one arm up, open handed, gesturing in a wide birth, as though unveiling paradise for me to be mesmerized by all there is to behold. "...This is hell. Actual hell. Literal hell. The definition. This is ridiculous. You're---" The words were forced, choked out through a contracting throat. Each word burning as I spoke them. I walk to the radio sitting on the lobby desk, shaking my head as though it'll help to will the words out. I reach for the off switch, my mind begging for all of this madness to end. The chaos in this lobby is dizzying. Before I slide the switch to off, still choking on my words, I'm interrupted. Alastor's voice isn't cheery anymore. The static rasp deepens, his every word reverberating in my body.. all I can do is freeze in place. "Darling, Let The Radio Play."