"How the f*ck are you a normal butler?!?" -Cale Henituse (A Trash of the Count's Family/Lout of the Count's Family Fanfiction) ~•~•~•~•~ A/N: I don't own the story "Trash of the Count's Family. This is a fan made fiction.

Somehow, a narcoleptic transmigrator is working as a stablehand in the Henituse County. That's fine, there's no way Cale would care enough about this random boy working with the horses, right? He can just stay here unnoticed, never getting involved with the story... Agh, if he knew he'd transmigrate, he would've at least read more of it first! - Trash of the Count's Family (TOTCF) / Lout of the Count's Family (LOTCF) Fanfiction. I don't own TCF/LCF, this is just fan fiction. WARNINGS: CASUAL DEPICTIONS OF SELF HARM, MURDER, AND IMPLIED/REFERENCED RAPE/NONCON* READ AT OWN RISK. *Implied/Reference Sexual Assault occurs at Chapters 11 and 20. Emphasis on 'implied' as it does not occur in text, just in dialogue and context clues.

"do you feel it?" "yeah." "now we're blood brothers!" - [ seth clearwater x male oc ]

Billy's in a bad place. Consistently on the run from bullies and the like, unable to eat or find a stable place to sleep for more than a week-- Sure, he's Captain Marvel, but he'd never use his powers for his own gain. Thankfully, Alfred Pennyworth comes to the rescue.

Daniel Fenton may be dead, but he wasn't suicidal. Unfortunately, avoiding Batman and his vigilantes get a lot harder when he's stuck in a seven year olds body in Gotham. Clockwork so owes him for this. - In which Danny Fenton fixes a broken family, grows a bit as a person, and makes another technically-dead friend. Not exactly in that By smallgaything Sorry guys another good Ao3 book, this one is actually because I didn't want to read it on the website so I decided to upload it here for me to read instead you can read it 2 if yw but idc its not mine enjoy ig.

Kyle's life hadn't been easy. Born as a rogue wolf, packless and wandering, he was used to fighting for his life. He had hoped that after finding his mate, everything would be different. Instead, he was betrayed, rejected and cast out, left to die. Struggling to survive and avoiding pack wolves in general, Kyle soon found himself stuck with a few options left, all of which were not appealing. To survive, he had to put his faith, and life, in the hands of a pack. But could he trust them after what his ex mate, a pack wolf, put him through?

Adam had seen all kinds of people, being the black sheep of a noble family had its perks. With no power or talent, all he could do was wait for a bit of sympathy from the Gods while enduring the harsh treatment he was reserved for being a disgrace. Sneers, beatings and disgust rained on his body, but nothing could stop him from trying, again and again. One day, though, divine pity seemed to appear as a chance was brought to him. Now, he only had to make his decision. Will Adam be able to find his place in a world of magic, dungeons and monsters where only the strongest survived, or will he succumb to the darkness in his heart? And what if he could find love on the way? UPDATES: EACH WEDNESDAY

Cole's life has never been his. For as long as he could remember, his one job in life was to play the role of a copycat. He's had to pretend to be his older brother as soon as his parents realized the two looked very alike to one another despite not being twins. His birth wasn't planned nor wanted so what better way to make use of an unwanted child than to constantly put their life in danger? He swears his parents had the most fucked up logic he's ever heard of but this is his life and it'd continue to be that way until the day one of his brother's assassins finally succeeded in killing him. Well, that's what he thought until he was kidnapped by the Azure Dragon's group and encountered their boss, Eros. Not caring much about who he was, Cole punched him. Yup, he punched one of the largest mafia groups in the U.S.' boss right in the face. But who knew that one punch would, instead of ending his life, change it? --------------- "I have to pee" I said monotonously to the guard in front of me. I could immediately tell he thought that I was hoping to be led to a bathroom so I can find an escape, but I didn't need a bathroom. The bucket would do just fine. And as expected, that's what was given to me. I had relieved myself a few times in the dingy little thing unfortunately but, rather that than piss myself. "You go in there" he said and I looked down at my tied legs. "How am I supposed to pee with my legs tied?" I said and he looked at me confused. "My dick is small" I said holding up my pinky for emphasis and the guy gave me a disgusted look. "Make it quick" he said gruffly after untying my legs and helped me stand up. "Can you turn around?" I asked as I saw the man was just standing there. "No" he said. Whatever, his nose not mine. [Completed. 125k words]

Jay was a twenty-year-old university student, living a normal life in a normal world. Until, one day, he woke up in a different room, in a different city, in a different world. And most importantly, a different body. A body that belonged to Rayvon, the villain in a BL Werewolf story who suffered a horrible death at the hands of the Alpha main character. To escape the fate that was most certainly not his, Jay fled from rogues, picked up another main character on his way and went off to live far-far away from Rayvon's problems. But trying to live a normal life in the world of werewolves with a wolf's voice inside his head was definitely hard. And it did not get any easier after meeting his mate. A/N: This is a boyxboy story. If you're not comfortable with the genre, don't read it. Also, the cover photo is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.

*＊✿❀ Little!Keith Caregiver!Lance ❀✿＊* Keith would say he was quite an angry person day to day. Wasn't very sociable in school, only 2 people he considered friends. Allura and Shiro. But when the day ended and Keith could trudge his way through the rain covered streets home, He could relax. You see, Keith was part of the age regression community, himself being a little. When he finally walked through the doors at home, he would slip, feeling comfortable. It wouldn't matter, since he lives alone. But every inch of his being longed for a boyfriend, even a caregiver. Someone who understood what being a little was and that special someone who would take care of him when he was at his most vulnerable. *＊✿❀ Not Completed ❀✿＊*