Operator y/n is a new recruit to squadron 141 and is being trained to accurately handle her duties. Everyone appears to be rather welcoming however, Ghost is not so easy to warm up to. "He must really hate me with the way he ignores me!" You think to yourself, picking at your nails as a distraction from your nerves. Although he is Cold and unapproachable he is put in charge of you for your first couple weeks until 141s upcoming mission.

"Go to hell Lucy." König says with a scoff while rubbing his thigh, where Lucy just shot him with her airsoft gun. "Oh honey, where do you think I came from?" König met Lucy on an airsoft game and they get to know each other in a strange way. There are some complications in their relationship, and god knows where it leads them...

"I like the way you think, Radio Demon." "And you, Miss Hell en Pointe." ୨୧ [Y/N] [L/N] ─ also known as Miss Kitty, also known as Miss Hell on Heels, er, Hell En Pointe. A recently deceased southern belle with a knack for all forms of dancing (particularly ballet), she knows exactly how she got into Hell. She made a deal with the most menacing, powerful, grinning, and enticing Overlord in existence ─ the Radio Demon. She met him once on Earth, made a deal, and hopes to never meet him again... especially not in Hell of all places. After a depressingly purposeless stroll through Hell, [Y/N] winds up on the doorstep of the Hazbin Hotel. Bored yet reluctant, she accepts a rosy-cheeked, sweet little demon girl's invitation to stay and immediately regrets it afterward when she comes into contact with none other than an infamous scarlet and ebony-haired Demon named Alastor. She immediately decides that she hates him, and he quickly decides he despises her just as much... However, he owns her, and she wants out of it ─ she wants her soul back... whatever it takes. ୨୧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Alastor x Reader] [Contains Smut] ୨୧ #2 in "alastor" out of 1,000+ #1 in "alastorxreader" out of 1,000+ #13 in "hazbinhotel" out of 1,000+ ୨୧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Hazbin Hotel franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ୨୧ Began: February 18, 2024 Completed: March 21, 2024 Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: 70k ୨୧ FANFICTION OF: Hazbin Hotel

This Is a BakuDeku fanfic. Izuku's dream of being a hero changes after he got diagnosed to be quirkless. That dream had become a distant a fantasy but he soon twisted it into a new goal. He decided that no matter what, he was going to help people. He was going to do everything in his power to become a hero of his own. However, being diagnosed quirkless wasn't the only thing stopping him; his brain had been growing a tumor and blocking important parts of his life. How will the once raging blonde react when the green haired boy greets him more like a stranger with a hero obsession then as an old friend years later? More info: -Quirk! AU +quirkless deku -cover is mine but the art on it is not. - all medical aspects of this story are twisted cuz I want this story a specific way -I will add pictures/fanart throughout this book -Not all characters are mine they belong to the creator of the show Kohei Horikoshi - storyline is mine (except for the beginning)

"It is widely accepted that the supernatural's existence is unfathomable, and those that believe in it are simply mad." ♰ Jezebel Barker was a young, innocent girl who resided in the English moors her entire life. She was a provider, a good girl, when it came to her three siblings. She was a Christian, devoted herself to her family's practice and went to church each Sunday. The dark, windy, overgrown moors were her home. She loved it there. She spent most her time with her father, Damien Barker, reading historical novels and discussing the political climate. But when her entire family comes down with a deadly sickness and passes away, Jezebel is left behind with her father. They travel to the Riley Castle prompted by an invitation from the owner himself, and Jezebel finds herself beholding a gothic, chilling, and enigmatic fortress she is not certain she wants to reside in. Alas, she has no other choice, and enters the castle's depths alongside her father to meet some strange individuals indeed. A tale of mystery, secrets, and supernatural phenomena dwells between the words of "Castle," and haunts the reader to the very end. ♰ [1st Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ♰ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ♰ Began: July 6, 2023 Completed:October 22, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs, 16 yrs Full Word Count: 71k ♰ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

"I didn't forget about that attitude you gave me earlier." My face went red as he looked at me in the mirror. I shook my head. "I didn't have an attitude." I snapped "Oh? There it is. Y/N is being a bad girl huh.." I bit my lip as his hand came to my inner thigh. I leaned against the sink and my legs trembled. Simon Riley & Y/N Fan fiction, it's kinda old and rushed so it's quite shitty but I hope you thirsty ghost simps enjoy (me too, me too)

Senna recieves the job of leading a group to stop a local crime lord with the help of Shadow Company and a KorTac member. As her past catches up with her, she learnes that nothing as it seems and in the least expected times she learnes to love again. The question is, will they survive or combust in flames after the lightning strikes? [König x fem!oc]

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.

Konig × FemReader TW inside‼️ Based on the one-shots in the Konig × reader ❤️ I just moved all the one shots here so no one's gotta be back n forth between books, so thats what the first 3 chapters are ;) New chapter when I can. Y/N worked at a low-paying job, a bar in New York. she had no one and lived alone in an apartment in a shitty building, it was a dangerous side of town so she didn't think anything of it when there was a loud thump in the building, thinking it was the party havers in the halls but it was when she heard the sound of a struggle in her living room that made her jolt up and grab her knife. she was met with a masked man who'd she later learned was named Konig and she'd also learn her feelings for him went deeper than her loathing for his actions, she didn't mind staying if he'd be gentle. But he'd make her stay either way.

It was supposed to be a quick job. Shouldn't take Ghost longer than a week. Abducting the wife of a known gambler who took a loan from the wrong people. If the guy paid off his debt in time, he'd get you back in one piece, and if he couldn't... Well, then he'd get your hands in a pretty cardboard box while Ghost had to dispose of the rest of your body. - It was slightly concerning to admit, but this wasn't your first abduction. Your husband had a habit of angering the wrong people and because this world is unfair, you were the one that had to deal with the consequences of his irresponsibility.