I do not own the rights to the story of Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba. All credits and rights to that go to Koyoharu Gotouge. I only own my OC. Japan. The Taishō period. Demons. Monsters that have haunted and roamed the earth for over a millennium. Over the years, an organization dedicated to protecting humanity by killing these demons was formed. This organization came to be known as the Demon Slayer Corps. Now in the Taishō period, a boy named Tanjiro Kamado is on a mission to cure his little sister, Nezuko, of her demonhood after the massacre of his family. But what happens when one fateful night on Mt Natagumo, he comes across a mysterious member of the Demon Slayer Corps? Find out in Kimetsu No Yaiba: Voices, an OC-Driven Kimetsu No Yaiba fanfiction!

"Never in my life it occured to me that I would be attracting a famous white rapper's attention. He was something and I definitely was nothing." Laurie Summers is a big Dr. Dre fan. Meeting Eminem in his concert was never a dream of hers. With Dr. Dre's tactics, it was obvious that the black rapper's plan to get them together is a huge possibility.

When an untimely event causes you and Marshall Mathers to meet in the most unexpected ways, things start spiraling out of control afterwards. After helping him win a rap battle, gangs start to go after the both of you, and the only one Marshall seems to trust is you. A/n: There's not a whole bunch of Eminem x reader stories here on Wattpad so I decided to make one :).

A story of an Inccubus created by man who endures so much trauma I should be stopped. [ TW: SA, Violence/Gore, Mild swearing, Death/suicide, drug and alcohol use & smoking]

"I'd rather be stuck with you in every damn universe, even if it kills me," I say, cupping her cheek in my cold, pale palm and pulling her by the waist. My face softened in her warm presence. I love her so much. In my arms, trembling from fear and exhaustion of being manipulated Right here, right now, and forever in every single universe, we'd be in this stance, holding each other as everyone dies under our wooden ground. We'd be together. Always, nothing is ever going to separate us. Not Obanai. Not Rengoku. Not Tanjiro. Not anyone. --------------------------- "I'd rather be stuck with you in every damn universe, even if it kills me," his red bloody eyes glow as our surroundings darkened from under our wooden floor. His cold, pale palm connects with my warm cheek as I lay my hands flat on his chest. His face darkly softened, warning me not to do anything stupid. Even if I escaped now, he would still find me. It's always the same. Right here, right now and forever in every universe. My body trembles from fear. I didn't want anyone to die. It wasn't my plan, I didn't know. I wasn't.. I didn't. It can't be. We'd be together. Always, nothing is ever going to change that. Ever Not Mitsuri. Not Shinobu. Not Nezuko. Not anyone. ⚠️ PLEASE READ ⚠️ EEEKK. This decision took a (very) long time for me to decide, and I've made up my mind. I'M GONNA MAKE A DEMON SLAYER FANFIC:D I know my first book isn't halfway done, BUT I think that yall will be surprised by what I've planned for this. You all are gonna be so surprised. Y'all start crying. SO, DEAD AHH PREPARE Y'ALLSELVES for a joyride of dark romance, fantasy, confusion, (BIG) surprises, and confetti 🎊 cause shit is about to get real. COVER MADE BY MY POOKIEWOOKIE: @ILuvYuichiro (GO FOLLOW HER RN) Start: July 18, 2024 End: THIS IS MY 2ND TIME MAKING A STORY SO PLS BEAR WITH MY STUPIDITY 🙏

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Hope's Peak Academy. A academy made for those who were gifted with talent. I happen to be one of those talented people. (WIP)