Sage's first day at a new job could be described as nothing, but interesting. It wasn't the job. Wasn't even the manager. It was him.

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❛ call me, baby, say that you want it. ❜ 𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐃 a michael jackson fic. [ mj x black!male!oc ] Off The Wall era. Takes place from 979-1981. Book One of Three. moowalker awards '26 nominee. started: june 15, 2025. | finished: tbd.

Y/n, a former mechanic employed at the infamous Playtime corporation, is summoned by a vague letter to delve into the depths of the wreckage of the deserted factory building. Unknown to the sickening horrors they would encounter, they decide to accept their mission. Miles and miles deep into the labyrinth of once was a seemingly innocent children's-toy corporation, they meet a ravaged smiling critter known as dogday- the leader of the once joyous and united smiling critters... ⚠️blood, gore, angst, swearing, weapons, hysteria, sickness, detailed descriptions of pain⚠️ ‧₊˚ ༉❀₊˚slowburn ₊˚❀༉ ˚₊‧ ‧₊˚ ༉❀₊˚savior x level-headed renegade ₊˚❀༉ ˚₊‧

"you burned at the sake for me, stupid boy, why?" obsessed sukuna x male witch reader. revival trope.

After getting evicted from their apartment and forced to live a life on the streets, y/n interviews for a job at the Pizzaplex, the biggest source for child entertainment in the city. Y/n meets a certain two-sided animatronic, and is then faced with some new challenges... #1 ~ sunandmoon

★"east is north and west is south, I feel like I can never get out- I'm trapped..." ★ after y/n is transmitted into a strange, colorful circus- they begin to question the very fabric of reality, as well as their feelings for a certain snarky rabbit... ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *.gender-neutral reader .* :☆ﾟ. ─ ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *. ⚠️violence, blood, weapons, angst, hysteria⚠️.* :☆ﾟ. ─ ─ · 。ﾟ☆: *.rivals to lovers .* :☆ﾟ. ─

Y/n L/n had always aspired to be like one of the heroes that legends were written about. Unfortunately, no matter how much one desires something, they can't always achieve their wish. So no matter how many times Y/n tries to learn how to fight with a sword, tries to detect his enemies, or works on complicated footwork, he will never be a warrior. For he is blind. Rendered sightless from birth, and he is incapable of being a warrior at any capacity. So, it's a cruel, twisted joke when a Trickster God comes to Y/n in his dreams and tells the boy he's chosen for a divine quest. That quest, you ask? To hunt down and kill one of the most ruthless monsters that terrorizes the coastal town of Aegium. Medusa. However, there is an astounding amount of lack-of-foresight and planning - from everyone, all around (even the author). And just maybe, Y/n can be the hero he's always wanted to be. In an entirely different way, of course. _____ Preview: Not many Greek warriors entered the Gorgon's cave in such a bold, abrasive manner anymore. They especially did not wave their swords in the air wildly about their person and declare: "Why do you think I am here? I've been sent on a godly quest to defeat a tentacle monster!" "Pardon?" the Gorgon asked, surprised into speech by the (h/c) man's words. "Or maybe some kind of serpent. The gods weren't very clear on that part now that I think about it," the strange man continued, his back still turned to Medusa. ...It had been a long while since Medusa has felt this out of his depth. (Just wait until he learns that this man doesn't turn to stone). _____ Ft. Gay Medusa.

Being in love with your roommate wasn't exactly ideal. Being in love with your roommate and a stranger you met at some bar was even messier. Though, seeing them in love with each other made it a whole lot easier. As a puppy hybrid, I was used to a lot of attention from others. Theirs just happened to be my favorite. --- Chet fell in love easily. He skipped the pining and fell head over heels without looking back. He loved hard, fast, and maybe a little too much. They made it too easy to fall in love with.

{MxMxMxM} "I'm everything I can't be, and I hate it. But I can't do anything about the situation I'm in, so I'll have to deal with it. " .... Tycho Black was struggling with a few things in his life, with no one to save him but himself. He didn't really care, though, considering it was easy to block out unwanted things. Whether it was thoughts, physical or emotional pain, or anything else-- at the end of the day, none of it mattered to him. He didn't care that he could possibly feel some sick attraction to men, even though he had never felt attraction before. He didn't care about going home and being met with nothing but fear. And he certainly didn't care about Alexei Abbots or the other older and mysterious men Alexei was associated with. Alexei, in particular, though, was just a little weasel that wouldn't leave his mind. He thought he could block him out like every other person, like every other male that made him think in such a bad way. But somehow, for the first time, he couldn't force himself to forget the expression on the boy's face when his fist collided roughly with his jaw. ~ Alexei Abbots was happy. Really, really happy. He was open, free, and accepted by the two best women he had ever met, who completely turned his life around. Not only was he welcomed with open arms by his two mothers, but he was also met with the arms of two men he had a mutual fondness for: Riley Worthright and Xavier Mendoza. He was on top of the world, and his not-so-gentle past wouldn't change that. Neither would Tycho Black, the aggressive bully on campus, who seemed to get off on being a homophobic a-hole.