In a world where a virus fundamentally changes the hosts brain chemistry, causing the exhibition of extreme behaviors towards love. Where the infected becomes the norm and the uninfected becomes a rare species, a power dynamic is formed. In a society where finding a person's beloved becomes the main purpose in life, Y/N must balance her career whilst going unnoticed. Unfortunately, things fall apart once four powerful males become intrigued with her presence. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [yandere reverse harem x reader]

( UNDER CONSTRUCTION ) ❝ because if i hurt them... i couldn't hurt myself. ❞ violet series one

"Don't look away from me," He moved closer. And she couldn't. Kireyi herself was like the water, if he pushed she would pull, he learned that if he wanted to be closer to her he needed to see how she reacted to his own "movements" just as if he was swimming through the water. He was slowly learning how the girl acted and wanted to keep learning. (Any scenes and characters are credited to james cameron the creator) THIS IS MY REWRITTEN (BETTER) VERSION LOL I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY

"𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦." "𝘕𝘖 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘋𝘖𝘕𝘛. 𝘐𝘛𝘚 𝘑𝘐𝘕𝘟 𝘕𝘖𝘞!" 𝘛𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘹 𝘑𝘪𝘯𝘹!𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘠/𝘕) 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘫𝘪𝘯𝘹. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯. 𝘑𝘪𝘯𝘹 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯, 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 '𝘤𝘰𝘯. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯

(Y/N) (L/N), a high-ranking lieutenant general from the neighboring city near Piltover called Demacia. As committed she was to her reputation and her nation, she was equally and dangerously committed to her morals. Her diplomatic trip to Piltover serves as quite the life-altering event as she too alters the dreadful fate of many for the better. ____ I rear my head to face them with bewilderment, "ah... you think so?" I joke dryly as I expect the answer to not at all be in relation to me. "I do" Their voice is lowered, tender as they wear a look of sincerity. My breath stutters for a moment as it hitches, I look at them wide-eyed and owlishly.

"Katsuki, lower your voice right now or I will walk out that door. You do not ever yell at me like that." You stood your ground against his burning glare, holding direct eye contact with him. He growled and turned around popping off small explosions as he yelled and gestured wildly. "I'm not fucking slipping! And I can yell in my god damn apartment if I fucking want to!" He had backed off and was no longer in your face, but he was still shouting at you. You crossed your arms across your chest and stared him down. "I never said you were slipping, Katsuki. I just said you hadn't been sleeping and it might be a good idea to talk to Dr. Saito more frequently for a while. I'm giving you one last chance to check your tone." He started walking over to you, his hands glowing slightly and you knew there was no way you were going to make it to the front door. ---- This is a Pro Hero Bakugo x Fem Reader fic. It's heavy and sad but there's soft fluffy moments too. Themes will include descriptions about depression and anxiety, of attempted suicide, therapy, implications of past abuse, the difficulty of personal growth, dealing with mental illness both as the person living with the illness as well as the people around them, drinking, and other adult content. If you are not comfortable reading content of this type, or are not over the age of 18, then please do not even open the first chapter. This isn't the fic for you.

" Hey, Don't worry I'm never leaving," "Promise?" " I promise." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " I- What happened to you," ".... You left." ///////////////////////////////////////////// " Smile!!! It's called gun play!! Hahahah" " I normally prefer those activities at home, but here will do." :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: " I a-am sorr-ry" " I don't blame you," " Honey" *********************************** This will be based off of the Netflix version Arcane because I'm absolutely in love with it. You will be following the story of Honey. ( This will be a mature story. I have warned you so don't fucking complain)

⌜ 𝗗𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗡𝗘𝗗 : 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫⌟ › ❛❛ Breathe beneath the waves, dive with me. ❜❜ ── As a little boy, you knew how ruthless the sea was; even your father was aware of the dangers lurking beneath it. Pirates always hunted the ocean, but you grew up to be different, not because of fear, but because a merfolk had his eyes on you. You freed the creature that your father chained, and forgot the tiny detail that the sea does not forget. And neither do the things that dwell within it. or | 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 a pirate, instead of finding a treasure, finds himself tangled in a mess with a certain merman. Drawing made by @hxrosh1 in disc ! ──────────── 𝗠ost 𝗢utstanding 𝗥ankings! 1# Boat (March 21th 2025) 5# Male (April 21th 2025) 8# sea (May 12th 2025) 14# blood (May 12th 2025)

Finn wakes up with no memory, and must rely on the pirate captain who captured him. ... After desecrating a lawless holy site and being marked for death by thieves' gods before being so much as conscious, Finn is forced to sign his life away to the pirates who found him-because Finn and their captain have something in common. Both are marked by a tattoo that could get them killed by anyone who would discover it. Bound by the honor of a mark he can't remember anything about, and a life debt to the pirates, Finn is quickly taken under the begrudging Captain North's wing. But, when his name echoes in the pirate haunts with talks of a bounty, the pirates are keen to cash in-only to find out that more than just this tattoo links them together. They have a common enemy, too. Someone who will stop at nothing to measure them both for chains. Finn and Captain North are forced to depend on each other if they want to survive the hunt and protect their secrets, but with promises of revenge and memories of the past lurking behind their shoulders, there's no telling if they'll survive-and whether or not they'll have any coin to show for it. ... "Those who so closely served their falsely gilded kings told the common people that the killings were some sort of Rapture," he said scornfully, poison thick on his tongue. "But what really happened on that day was what we called a Bloodletting. To cut into the veins and draw out the sullied blood so that the body may live. That is their Rapture. So when the wealthy mainlanders scorn us to our rotting moors and shackle us in the chains tarnished of our brothers and sisters blood, remember that the royal killings were a mercy to the common man, and not to their poisonous kings-a gift from our gods. Not theirs."