Raven came out of the closet hoping for acceptance but her overly religious reserved father turned out to be an extreme homophobehence taking the measure of sending Raven to live with nuns while they 'cure' her gay away. But could he have predicted sending his gay daughter to a place full of women would only back fire?. "We are here to pray Raven" Mother Superior glared at me in warning. "All we do is pray. Can we discuss how you have managed to be a 36 year old virgin?" I ask the very strict uptight woman in front of me. "I committed to celibacy and purity" "Yes but does that mean you never get worked up. You obviously still have hormones and I'm sure you get wet sometimes" "Raven!"

Sam is a Senior attending Lake Richmond High School, her most hated class, World History like everybody else. The only bright side was Ms.Garcia, but what happens when their relationship goes after school hours? Read for a story with plot twists and turns ... ⚠️Story has mentions of assault

Modern AU CaitVi Historia dwóch studentek, przyjaciółek i współlokatorek. Obie zakochane w sobie nawzajem...i wiedzą o tym wszyscy...tylko nie one dwie ! Gdy zazdrość wchodzi na salony, cała ich przyjaźń trzęsie się w posadach. To wszystko utrudnia, ale i daje nowe możliwości. Czy zaryzykują i skorzystają z szansy ?

|| teacher!vi x student!caitlyn || (all characters are over 18. this story is based in college, not highschool.) --------- Vi walked over, sitting back on the desk. "I'm the inappropriate one huh?" I looked her dead in the eyes, mine wide from embarrassment. "I-I-" "No need, cupcake. It's alright. But you probably shouldn't be looking at me like that at school." She winked and walked down the stairs. Waving me off. "You're dismissed." --------- MILESTONES !! 50 ✅ 100 ✅ 150 ✅ 200✅ 300✅ 400__

[18+] A compilation of one shots in which Caitlyn and Vi have sex No designated top or bottom, they switch depending on the chapters. (Alternate universe)

Maridos Inefáveis - Good Omens - Yaoi. Sabe, certas coisas mudam a pessoa (humano, anjo ou demônio, tanto faz). Evitar o Armagedom que extinguiria toda a vida na terra e proclamaria apenas um lado como vitorioso por toda a eternidade poderia ser considerada uma delas. Aziraphale decidira que seria interessante estudar teologia na faculdade. Crowley decidira que uma mudança de visual - algo mais estilo motoqueiro - cairia bem. E as colegas humanas de Aziraphale concordavam que, se nenhuma delas poderia o ter, então ele e o motoqueiro misterioso, o qual se tornara estranhamente popular, dariam um ótimo casal. (Ou: o típico clichê nerd e badboy popular versão pós-não-armagedom).

Their kiss continued, brutal and hot. Aziraphale suddenly remembered how his arms worked circled them around the demon's waist pulling him closer. Crowley broke off the kiss with a sharp inhale and moved his head to rest against the angel's. "Tell me to leave, angel." Raw need vibrated through the demon's voice. He pressed his forehead against Aziraphale's. His hands trembled as they cradled the angel's face. He took another ragged breath. "You don't want to do this! You don't want this from me!" Now it was Aziraphale's turn to take a inhale deeply. Their mouths were so close that their breath mingled. He could feel heat from the demon, from their pressed foreheads, down his chest, to his groin. He drained away the minor alcohol in his system and let cold, hard clarity wash over him. This was...dangerous. This was wild and thoughtless. Hedonistic. This should stop. That would be for the best. Safe. Sane. Responsible. "No" Aziraphale's voice ghosted the word. Then bolder, louder, steadier "Stay, please. I want this." He clasped his hands against the demon's and tipped his head back to meet Crowley's eyes. "I want you."

(UPDATE COMING SOON) (Go check out my new good omens angst book as well) Yes my writer's block is finally over after two years of on-and-off writing and I've started watching the show Good Omens, Now it's time for me to take my place in the smut genre once more. This will be both short and long stories, my smut will have some plot so we know what's going on. (All the pictures I use in this book were found on Pinterest including the cover) Good Omens one-shots, yes I will take requests as this goes on, and if you want a part two to a story leave a comment or dm me!! Thank you all for reading!!!

Aziraphale es un ángel omega que ha estado enamorado de un demonio alfa durante largos siglos, en los cuales, ambos han cumplido sus responsabilidades con sus bandos, aunque siendo pareja en secreto. El curso de la vida llevaba un ritmo normal hasta que la humanidad comenzó a cambiar y una profecía puso en alerta al cielo y al infierno. Las acciones que se toman para combatir la amenaza terminan afectando la relación de Aziraphale y Crowley, al punto de saber que sus existencias pronto llegarían a su inevitable final. Distribución Gratuita. Este relato ha sido creado sin ánimo de perjuicio alguno a sus auténticos dueños y/o creadores. Todos los derechos son reservados sobre menciones, referencias, alusiones y/o personajes que aquí se relata pertenecen a Terry Pratchett y Neil Gaiman. El romance contado y todo lo referente a ese hecho que se relata en esta historia sobre los personajes que se mencionan son totalmente ficticios y es una creación de la autora.

- No século 20 não precisava de muito para você ser considerado fora dos padrões e automaticamente ser visto como uma pessoa com algum problema mental. A instituição mental de Howard foi fundada pelo monsenhor Timothy Howard para ser algo revolucionário, era capaz de abrigar todo tipo de paciente, desde de criminosos insanos, a pessoas viciadas, tinha vários médicos extremamente capazes, e várias freiras que acompanhavam e tratavam os pacientes debilitados mentalmente, e quem saia, sempre saia "curado". - Mas bem, podemos exemplificar para somente um lugar onde eram deixadas pessoas "indesejáveis". - Exatamente, Madhouse é um dos nomes que denominam as instituições cujo objetivo é abrigar, recolher ou dar algum tipo de assistência aos "loucos". - E indesejáveis. +18 •ADAPTAÇÃO. Essa história NÃO é de minha autoria. Todos os créditos a autora original: @arcoirisjauregui