In the quietest corner of the old school library, where the light filters in pale and dust dances like ghosts, he sits. Always by the window-still, delicate, unreadable. A boy cloaked in silence, spine-deep in books and dreams too heavy for words. His name is whispered more than spoken, passed from mouth to mouth like a prayer or a curse. Skin pale as untouched snow, smooth and unblemished, as though carved from ivory. His raven-dark hair falls with indifferent grace across his hollow cheeks, and his lips-crimson, soft, sinful-rarely move unless it's to turn a page. Long lashes cast shadows over deep Atlantic eyes, impossible eyes-eyes that don't see you, and yet you burn when they pass by. They watch him. All of them. Boys who do not understand the hunger in their chests when he brushes past. Boys who sit behind him in class just to study the nape of his neck. Boys who speak too loudly when he's near, just to see if he'll glance their way. Boys who dream of pressing their hands against his cold skin, of being noticed by the quiet beauty in black. He doesn't speak unless spoken to. He doesn't flirt, doesn't laugh. He simply exists-distant and breathtaking, a cathedral of silence dressed in human form. And still, eyes wander. Every day, a different boy. A different pair of wandering, wondering, wanting eyes. Because he is not just pretty. He is poetry waiting to be ruined. And one day, someone might try.

❝ A dream lead me to you ❞ A ᴅʀᴀʀʀʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ ⚠︎︎ 𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆 ⚠︎︎ • there will be sensitive subjects mentioned such as; abuse, depression, rape, panic attacks. • a bit of a sad story but I will never write a sad ending (unless I plan to write a sequel). ➪ 𝑁𝑂𝑇𝐸𝑆 • credit to the artist (the cover - I think it's Alex.der on Instagram) • Fred is alive • highest rank - #3 in drarry (TYSM!! <33) 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗣𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆.

In this story is Zhenya (here age 30, real name: Yevgeny Vissarionovich Bogdanov) a mafia boss, leading the Bogdanov mafia, the position of the leader is passed down in the Bogdanov family and Zhenya is the third son of the family, he has two older brothers. Eldest being Vladimir Vissarionovich Bogdanov (here age: 38), the second oldest being Bazim Vissarionovich Bogdanov (here age 37) and his younger sister named Olga Vissarionovna Bogdanov (here age 28). His father is hightly against LGBTQ+ and always raised his kids to be the same as him, thought Zhenya is gay anyways, he has fallen in love with his enemy, that he was supossed to kill, but didn't. Like in the original story of codename: Anastasia. Zhenya knows that, if his father ever found out, he would be dead. Zhenya is a nickname and most know him as "Psikh Bognadov",Psikh means crazy or lunatic, that's why most know him under that name. Zhenya always was a phsycopath from the moment he was born. The first time his eldest brother saw him smile was, when he had tortured the peacock, ripping its feathers off and commenting about its arrogance being gone. Till this day he still causes trouble and discards any victim that doesn't interest him anymore, just to fuel his entertainment. Taekju (here 31 full name: Taekjoo Kwon. But everyone calls him Taekju in this story), the enemy, that Zhenya has fallen in love with, is still in russia. His parents are living in korea and are alive, they are also against LGBTQ+ and where always strict about such themes in this story. Taekju quit his job of being a korean spy, because of the incident with Zhenya and works half-time at a little Café called 'little garden' in russia. Taekju knows, if he books a flight back to Korea, that Zhenya would find him and come for him, but Taekju is always very carefull what kind of persons he is talking to, so Zhenya would never find him, but sadly he can't hide forever...

Author's note: This fanfics contains 18+ stuff so. It's a warning Isagi was only sitting on his bed, watching the bluelock players having a match in the broadcast, he visualised everything so that he could finally beat 'him'. Isagi groans as he stretches his back, arching his chest foward. Suddenly a slight touch was felt. Isagi flinched, quickly looking up to see kaiser smiling teasingly... - Click on the story to know more!

Harry and Draco create this weird routine where Harry always ends up in Draco's spare bed. When secrets spill and confessions are admitted how will the boys be able to handle it? Two part story, One from the perspective of Draco and one from Harry. MAJOR SLOW BURN.

Just some Reosagi content. Some are short, some are long enough. I'm so bored that I made up things with my two faves, so I apologize for these bland ass stories. 😔 -More to come.

Original from AO3

𝗢𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲( isagi an omega surrounded by alphas...) Isagi harem [ 18+ contents included⚠️] 🟢Still ongoing!!🟢