On a stormy night, Hyunjin never expected his life to change forever. On his way heading back to campus, drenched from the rain, he hears it-a weak, barely audible cry. At first, he thinks he's imagining things, but then he hears it again. A sudden crash of thunder illuminates the alleyway, and that's when he sees it-a small box tucked against the cold, wet brick wall. A tiny hand peeks out. Hyunjin's breath catches in his throat. His heart pounds as he steps closer, shoes splashing through puddles. He pulls the damp blanket back-and freezes. Inside the box lies a barely moving baby, shivering and pale, its breathing so shallow it's almost nonexistent. Panic surges through Hyunjin's veins as his hands tremble over the frail infant. Then he sees it-a small sticky note, soaked and crumpled but still readable. "Haneul." His throat tightens. Someone abandoned this baby. Left him out here to die. Without hesitation, Hyunjin scoops the fragile baby into his arms, wrapping him tightly in the wet blanket. He holds Haneul against his chest, shielding him from the merciless downpour, and runs. He doesn't think about what comes next-just keeping the baby alive. And when he bursts into the penthouse, dripping water all over the pristine floors, the last thing he expects is to lock eyes with Felix-his rival-turned-roommate-whose shock turns to concern in seconds. Now? Hyunjin's stuck raising a baby. With Lee Felix. And neither of them have a clue how to take care of a child. They hate each other. They can't stand each other. But this child... this tiny, abandoned baby named Haneul... might just be the one thing that changes everything.

They couldn't be more different- The disciplined golden boy and the rule-breaking heartbreaker. The quiet omega everyone worships and the loud alpha everyone wants. But when a lie forces their worlds to collide, the lines blur. What starts as pretend might just awaken something real. And maybe... Just maybe... Even perfection needs saving. Even broken things can be beautiful. Together. CREDIT TO THE OWNER OF THE COVER ART.

Text fic :) Jisung only lives for two things: sex and alcohol. He's avoiding love like pest, but ends up getting faced to someone he didn't expect: Lee Minho. TW: curse / dirty language smut Talks abt abusive relationships

2 neighbours, 2 rivals, 2 enemies, becoming 2 lovers. Enemies personally and in the business world, what more could you want. Felix and Chan lived next door to each other. They were the sons of 2 old money and new money families, making them dirty rich. They always competed for everything, including their parents' approval. It seemed Chan's parents liked Felix more, and Felix's parents liked Chan more. Always comparing them made them hate each other so much they couldn't stand each other. Even in school. Their parents only get along in front of paparazzi and journalists. In private, the Lee's and Bang's couldn't hate each other more. Will this hate end once again, or will it stand in the way forever? Will their pasts really allow them to be together or drive them even further apart? "Hating you was easier than admitting what I really felt for you." Enemies to lovers. Best friends, brother. Childhood rivals. Gossip girl vibes. Start: 01/12/2024 End: 05/02/2025

"Best friends?" "forever." it stays like that until one of them falls in love

Dekubaku, because why not? WARNING: This mentions human auctioning. If you are uncomfortable with this, don't like, or have a chance of risking your mental health or anything like that DO NOT READ, you have been warned and for those who say that's not really possible bla bla bla you don't know what people feel on the things and some could just have fear of it happening to them. this is for everyone's safety. picture is from Pinterest

Naruto, orphaned in the wake of the Kyuubi's wrath, was marked by the village as a monster. No mentor extended a hand; no peer stood by his side. As others played, he lingered in the shadows, craving the warmth of recognition. His pranks, his laughter, all mere echoes of a desperate heart reaching for fleeting glances. Sasuke lived under the same roof as his family, yet his existence was a shadow of another's brilliance. Itachi-the golden son, the perfect shinobi. Sasuke was forever in his wake. "It's Itachi's brother," they whispered, "Why can't you be like him?" The words burrowed deep, seeping into his soul. Sakura, born to a civilian family, rejected the path laid before her. When she defied the role of a dutiful bride and aspiring kunoichi, her parents' love twisted into cruelty. The bruises were not just on her skin but in her spirit. Bullied for her looks, she wondered if anyone would ever see her true beauty. Bound by shared pain and unspoken dreams, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura turned their backs on the village. They swore to return, but only when they had become the warriors they were meant to be, and to gain the respect they always deserved

Dwudziestoletni Lee Minho przez przypadek napisał do złej osoby, którą okazał się być osiemnastoletni Han Jisung występujący w sławnej 3rachy. Czy to właśnie dwudziestolatek okażę się miłością życia osiemnastolatka? • skz nie istnieje • 3racha istnieje • występują imiona z innych zespołów • wiek zmieniony • happy endt #1 han - 24.07.2023r #1 leeminho - 28.07.2023r

What If Naruto's training was Neglected?

Naruto: Abused too the point of death. Sasuke: Watched his whole clan get murdered Sakura: Abused by her uncle What will they ever do?