The Revolution is over. Rae Taylor and her beloved wife, Claire François now live together in a cosy home with their two adopted daughters, May and Aleah. But one day, a terrible event must cause Rae and Claire to fight for their love and their family. This is a fanfiction based on "I'm in Love with the Villainess" by Inori. This story saved my life so I wanted to show my gratitude towards it. This story is an alternate version that takes place after the epilogue of the Revolution arc. However there are also mentions of events from the first two chapters as well as the bonus chapters from book 3.

⬆️(Not my art!)⬆️ Pomni can't take this anymore. The exit doors keep flashing through her vision, taunting her with the possibility of escape. She knows that it's impossible, but she still wants to try. On top of that, she's starting to develop some new feelings about a certain ragdoll. And if Pomni's forces to choose between her and the opportunity to learn more about escape, she might just... collapse.

((SMUT? 18+)) Pomni realizes that she wants to pursue Ragatha on a deeper level after their adventure together. Will she manage to overcome her own fears in order to pursue the adorable rag doll or not? ((THE COVER ART IS NOT MINE, I GIVE ALL THE CREDIT TO THE ARTIST; IF ANYONE KNOWS THE ARTIST PLEASE LET ME KNOW SO I CAN CREDIT THEM PROPERLY! ADDITIONALLY, I DO NOT OWN DIGITAL-CIRCUS CHARACTERS, I'M JUST A FAN WRITING FANFICS!!))

Condemed to eternal confinement within the Digital Circus, Pomni falls into a vicious cyle of anger, bitterness, and depression. Unless she can find something to live for - a single ray of sunshine to light the way - it won't be long before she breaks. Cover art by @BlukiaR on Tumblr! French translation by jaunieploqpok: https://www.wattpad.com/1433247749-sunshine-faire-bonne-figure

A story that hopefully leads up to a romantic relationship between a rag dolly and a small Jester. Ragatha has been crushing on Pomni for a while now, but she eventually realizes that Pomni isn't interested in her. Bad timing causes tension between them which leads to Pomni realizing her attachment towards Ragatha. (THE COVER ART IS NOT MINE, I GIVE ALL THE CREDIT TO THE ARTIST; IF ANYONE KNOWS THE ARTIST PLEASE LET ME KNOW SO I CAN CREDIT THEM PROPERLY!)

[COMPLETE] Ganyu doesn't know how to react to being bond to a human. (Ganyu x Keqing, FxF, Yuri, Rated as Mature.) (Now with sketches that I've made will post finished versions later when I feel like it.) Completed: 23/23 Chapters (Currently being edited) Cover art : @ne_go_m on Twitter

There was the sound of clothing ruffling, boots scuffing, yet not a single sound of exertion. Even Bakugou would groan as he climbed the atrocious tower's side, aided only by vines and chipped bricks. Whoever this was didn't seem bothered. The thing - yes, no God-fearing human moved so effortless within the shadows like that - entered in through the window. Uraraka armed herself with a glass jar, silently praying it was heavy enough to inflict damage. "Hm. You let the prince try, but I cannot?" Uraraka furrowed her brow. The dialect of this.. person, apparently, was none Uraraka was familiar with. "Pray tell, why would a brave knight or prince climb my tower so late into the evening?" Uraraka didn't loosen her hold on the jar. In fact, the lack of answers she got caused it to tighten. "Excuse me?" She tried again, taking a step closer. She extended the candle until she could see the fire reflected back in the stranger's eyes. Yellow, strangely enough, was the color Uraraka was faced with. "Because it's much easier to move without the light following behind me," the stranger said. "I'm not the brave knight or prince you talk of though." ><><>< OR: Princess of the Kingdom of Mie, Uraraka Ochako, was sent to live in the tower years ago. Her only chance of freedom lies with the prince who will save her. Yet, the rogue who appeared at her doorstep, however socially incorrect, is quite tempting.

dou·ble en·ten·dre /ˌdo͞obəˌlänˈtändrə/ noun a word or phrase that is open to two interpretations, one of which is usually risqué or indecent. ><><>< Himiko blinked once. Twice. The words on her screen didn't change. Ochako: We never finished earlier! I wanted you to come! She giggled at the wording, a smile spreading across her face.

**Rewrite in progress. I will not be changing this work, or unpublishing it. The rewrite will be separately published. See the "Conversations" tab of my profile for more information.** Taking a shortcut through a children's park to avoid U.A's security force with one of Japan's most wanted villains while carrying trash bags full of stolen museum artifacts wasn't exactly how Ochako suspected her Wednesday evening to go. Yet there she was, leaning against a tree in the forest beside Toga, black bags littered around them like a failed community service project. - - - - - An angsty slow burn, with a sprinkle of comedy. - - - - - **This story contains psychological trauma, death, and blood. There is a full trigger warning list in the chapter titled "Disclaimer." Viewer Discretion is advised.** #3 in Togachako - 10/17/23 #1 in Togachako - 12/3/23 #1 in Togaraka - 1/5/24 (wtf y'all?? Thank you so muchhh :,D ) I do NOT own My Hero Academia, or it's characters. The plot of this particular story, and any one off characters are created by me. (Kingston.)

There is a life threatening accident after regionals and it might be too late to undo mistakes.