"so, you like itadori? itadori yūji?" "n-no...I-I like itadori...itadori sukuna..." ━━━━━━ in which a shy second-year attempts to confess to the infamous bad boy of the school: itadori sukuna. ━━━━━━ warnings: • yūji & sukuna twin au • modern au • clichés ━━━━━━ started: 4/10/2022 ended: 12/22/2023

Peter Parker discovers a family secret that changed his life forever. After the truth gets exposed it caused a major change in his life. A good change but with all good things there is always a disadvantage. Or the one where Peter finds out that Tony is his biological father and he is struggling to keep his identity as a Stark under the wraps to avoid unnecessary attention. Join Peter on his journey as he finds out who his dad really is and how he got a new super family.

[𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚎 𝙸𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛] 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚘 𝙹𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑... ๏𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝙹𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚢

When moving to a new city, the one thing you did not expect was to make friends. After all, who'd wanna talk to a kid who couldn't say a word... Well that's what you thought. An unlikely duo is made between our quiet, lovable MC and his hotheaded neighbor, as they live life together in a quirk-infested world side by side. Note: I do not own any of the characters aside from the MC and his Family! Might make a few more OCs for plot but ill just update the description if that happens (This story is also on quotev!!!)

It has been 3 days after Tommy's death in prison and the dsmp in denial,especially Deo,aka the guy who has a platonic crush on Tommy :] (no this is not a part 2 of 'the new kids'this is completely different story au)they both cared for each other very much,so when deo found out he became very,very,very sad. Dream being tired of waiting and wanting to do something then decided to revive Tommy,but when he revived him words that Tommy said was making wonder if Tommy was doing a prank, '...Who are you?...Who am I?' Au's in story: Sbi au Business bay au jealous tubbo au jealous ranboo au Btw there are spelling mistakes also the art in the book and for the cover is not mine Warnings:...Brutal death(only in like just 1 chapter),oh and trauma duh Oh and it's platonic,duh.

You were a recruit, asked to join a rebellion you didn't believe in- to fight against people you didn't know- all the while carrying around the knowledge and the secret that... You couldn't die. Not without extra steps. . . . . . .

Sam and Colby had a perfect life, but one night it changes for Colby. (Mpreg) This book will contain super sensitive topics!! Started: November 4th, 2020 Ended: May 30th, 2021 Edited: February 26th, 2022

A little girl in a pink, cloud-soft frock once wandered into a world that should have warned her away. She found them at the edge of a dying playground. Two identical boys, caked in mud, standing too still for children their age. Their eyes followed her long before she spoke. "Why are you both sad?" she asked, her voice light and untouched by caution. They smiled. "Because we are dirty," one said. "And no one wants to play with us," the other added. It should have been a simple answer. It wasn't. She frowned, as if the world had made a small, correctable mistake, and took their hands without hesitation. That was the first choice. The smallest one. The one that mattered most. By the time they reached the park, the air felt different. It was quiet and heavier than anything, as though something unseen had drawn closer just to listen. "Let's play," she said brightly, tossing a ball into the space between them. But there were only three of them. And she refused to leave either side. So she ran back and forth, laughter breaking into breathless gasps, small shoes scuffing against the dirt as she tried to belong everywhere at once. With him. With him. Never choosing. Never stopping. Until the boys stopped smiling. Until they simply watched. "You'll get tired," one of them said softly. "You can't play both sides forever," the other murmured. But she only grinned, flushed and stubborn, her voice trembling with a promise she did not understand. "I can. And I will play with both of you." That was the second choice. Years later, when the bodies began to surface, when whispers of manipulation, obsession, and something far darker crept into every room she entered, no one thought to trace it back to a sunlit afternoon and a game that never really ended. But some games don't stop. They wait. And the most dangerous players are the ones who were never taught to choose.

After being verbally, physically, emotionally and sexually abused for 10 years, Alessia Stevenson finally ended her number one problem. Her stepfather After being taken into custody by her real father, she is forced to live with him and her 6 older brothers, she's brought into a world of secrets, lies and love. They're in the mafia, they own the second biggest mafia in the world. She's the Donna of the most powerful mafia of the time. Only, she knows their secrets. But they don't know her's. And she doesn't plan on letting them in and telling them. Not yet anyway. Can she finally find peace, with her newly found family? Started: 5/6/23 Completed: Just a note that the cover image is not my own image, all credit goes to the owner. Highest Rankings 🏆 gxb - 5 brokenheart - 6 italianmafia - 15 italian - 20 lostmafiaprincess - 1 🏆 peace - 3 family - 6 badass - 1 🏆 assassin - 3 love - 9 abused - 2 together - 4 broken - 3 mafiaprincess - 4 secrets - 1 🏆 sad - 3

"Careful human." The...thing said in a concerned voice. "W-What are you, what d-do you want?" I shakily asked him, curling up my body protecting myself. "Shh human don't be afraid. You are my mate." What is a mate? Why did he bring me here? Who is he? Why is he looking at me like that? From the distance I put between us I could admire him more, and his tail. He really is beautiful. It was a deep teal green colour with gold and blue blended in with it that reminded me of his eyes. He was holding himself up with his arms looking at me curiously, head slightly bent to the side and all. "What are you, what do you want?" I asked slowly, my heartbeat had almost reduced to normal again but I was feeling a strange pull towards the creature in front of me. "I am a Merman and you are my mate." His voice was deep and sounded like music the way he spoke. But mate? "Mate?" I asked hoping to find out the way in which he directed this word. "My love," he paused looking into my hazel eyes. "Come closer human you are beautiful...and mine."