Just a bunch a random Starker Oneshots! My requests are CLOSED!! There will be a trigger warning if something happens in a chapter. This is a MATURE book, it has sex and drugs and some difficult topics, read at your own discretion **** This contains some underage Peter Oneshots, when I wrote it I didn't understand why people thought it was so wrong but now it makes me very uncomfortable but I know a lot of people like this book so I'll keep them up****

Geralt passed through the inn's common room and heard another strange bard singing the first song Geralt had heard about the strange Cat witcher, and Geralt hurried out. "Fucking Cats." "Well, that's just rude. We've only just met," came a stranger's voice. Geralt swirled around and his retort died on his tongue when he caught a whiff of a familiar scent just as he saw the dark brown curls and a Cat medallion. With a growl, Geralt lifted the Cat by his leather armor and slammed him against the stable wall. "What have you done to Jaskier??!" The Cat hissed. His eyes went from the white hair to the golden eyes, and ended on the Wolf medal on Geralt's chest. "Geralt of Rivia." He relaxed in an almost insulting kind of way and lifted an eyebrow knowingly. "So that's how it is." Geralt growled. "You reek of him. It was you. The songs he wrote. Where is he?!" The Cat smirked. "Well, you didn't think you were the only witcher worthy of a song, did you?" Geralt growled. "Since when does a fucking Cat travel with a bard?" "Why not?" the Cat said, mock puzzled. "He's charming, and he was writing songs about me, making me sound so heroic. It's been nice to share the Path with someone. The Path, the ale... and the bedrolls." ... After the whole mess of the dragon hunt, Geralt of Rivia has lost a lover, gained a daughter, and now his bard was singing songs about another witcher. Wait, what? *His* bard? Where had that come from?? -- This fanfic is set in The Witcher Netflix TV series, after episode 6 of season 1. It ignores season two almost completely and sets Geralt on a merry chase to self-discovery and his nemesis: talking about his feelings. Warnings: the story contains rude language, canon-typical monsters and violence, nudity, shameless ogling, mild-to-medium angst, and dysfunctional relationships. Image source: https://www.deviantart.com/yakichou/art/Geraskier-852512449

In this tale of dragons, storms, and the quest for identity, Lucerys Velaryon navigates the labyrinthine castle of Storm's End, driven by duty and haunted by the weight of his blood. As his destiny collides with his uncle, Aemond Targaryen, the lines between ally and enemy blur, and they must confront the conflicts that dwell within themselves. Step into a world where loyalty and betrayal walk hand in hand, where blood ties are both a blessing and a curse. The tale of Lucerys and Aemond beckons, promising an epic saga of love, loss, and the eternal struggle for identity in a realm where even dragons tremble.

Hiccup has been feeling... strange lately. He's been getting sick in the mornings and his stomach has swollen. He has an idea of what could be wrong with him, but it's impossible. Boys can't get pregnant, can they?

One-Shot.... Just read the damn story. Its a one-shot. Its not long.... *may be triggering* (PERCICO/PERNICO).... {even though my tag says death, it only stands for Nico.. Ya' know.. Being the son of Hades and all...)

In this fanfic, Percy finds himself in a vulnerable position, lying flat on his face in his cabin. As the gods watch from Mount Olympus, they engage in dialogue, offering their perspectives on Percy's current situation and the challenges he faces. Meanwhile, the romantic relationship between Nico and Percy is explored, adding an emotional depth to the story. The gods' conversations and the dynamics of Percy and Nico's relationship intertwine to create a compelling narrative that delves into the complexities of the demigod world.

Percy and Annabeth had a good run, but when Percy breaks up with Annabeth because the old sparks died out what does this mean for a certain son of Hades? Hecate has requested Nico and Percy to go to a magical school known as Hogwarts in order to help calm some nerves after the second wizarding war. The golden trio has just got out of war and are now heading back to Hogwarts for one more year, but what happens when they meet the new students from America who are just too different for their liking?

Percy has a different start to his demigod journey a thief and a criminal he gets sent to military school where he meets a mysterious brother and sister follow along to find out. (Will be updated when I get the chance as anyone who follows my stories knows)

BoyxBoy Percico "Say it!" I repeated. "Tell me what you actually think of me! You're just like everyone else, Jackson, I know it! Just admit it-" Percy let out a strangled noise and suddenly, I ended up on the rough grounds of the forest. My wrists were gripped in his hands tightly, pinning me down, as his black hair stuck to the sweat on his flushed tanned face, and mine to my pale cheekbones. My back ached, but my anger triggered pain was stronger. "Everything is WRONG about me." I said through gritted teeth. "I might not be a real ghost or a lost soul in my father's realm, Percy. But up here... I might as well be." ~It's a long journey to love. Especially if you run away from it.~

Percy Jackson is everything Nico di Angelo hates - loud, golden, a hero dripping in praise and sunshine. And yet, Nico can't stop watching him. Not when he smiles. Not when he fights. Not when he looks at him like he sees right through the shadows Nico hides behind. Nico is everything Percy's been warned about - cold, dangerous, distant. The son of Hades with a temper as dark as the Underworld. They've clashed since day one. Sparks fly every time they're in the same room - and not the good kind. But war makes enemies into allies. And late-night missions turn arguments into heated glances. Then one night, it all shatters - a fight too close, a kiss too hard, a secret neither of them expected to keep. What starts as hate turns into something raw, reckless, and addicting. Desire becomes obsession. Love becomes a weapon. And their biggest fear isn't being caught - it's what happens if they're not. Because in a world ruled by gods and prophecy, can a love built in the dark ever survive the light?