━━━━━━ 𖥻𝗕𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗙𝗟𝗜𝗘𝗦 ! ❪ stranger things ❫ en dónde━━━━❞ a nick hargrove siempre le enseñaron que ser gay esta mal, pero no puede evitar sentir mariposas dentro de él cada que mira a will byers. stranger things universe will byers x male!oc -magicperson portada by @aswhore

Decepción, lecciones de vida, una cafetería, amor, autismo y un enorme misterio. Demasiadas emociones para Ami, quién tras una fuerte crisis existencial es obligada a enmendar sus errores en uno de los pueblos más tranquilos de Corea... Daegu. Las lecciones de vida van tomadas de la mano con los buenos sentimientos, sentimientos puros, puros he ingenuos. Sentimientos como el Amor. Y si a Ami le preguntaran cuál era el significado de amor para ella, claramente respondería una sola palabra. Taehyung. Sin embargo algo en sus pasados los une, y sin saberlo Ami descubrirá una verdad que llevaba años sepultada. El oscuro lado de los recuerdos de Daegu. Historia 100% original y mía, todos lo derechos reservados. Se prohíben adaptaciones.

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

"Is that what they're callin' you now? Warboy?" "I suppose so, sir." ✯✯✯ The 1960s were a turbulent time-Vietnam raged overseas, and America simmered with unrest. But for Cassius Grant, life was supposed to be simpler: take over his late father's cattle ranch, keep his head down, and honor the legacy left behind. He never expected war to come knocking on his front door. And he certainly didn't expect Wyatt Fortner. As the draft looms and the world grows more dangerous, Cassius finds himself torn between duty, desire, and survival. In a time when love between two men is not just forbidden but dangerous, Cassius must navigate the unforgiving land he calls home-and the even harsher terrain that is discovering connection. All he wants is to make it out alive-alive enough to love and be loved in return.

En la prisión, todos luchan por lo mismo: sobrevivir. Pero Matt descubrió que no es el hambre ni los caminantes lo que lo consume... sino él. Su mirada, su voz. Aquel cazador silencioso. El hombre que nunca sonríe. El único capaz de encender en Matt un deseo tan intenso como peligroso. Lo observa en cada guardia, en cada movimiento. Lo grave de su voz, sus gestos, hasta la forma en que fuma. No es admiración. No es amistad. Es una obsesión que crece como una enfermedad. En un mundo donde la muerte acecha detrás de cada muro, Matt está dispuesto a arriesgarlo todo... incluso su propia cordura... Su propia vida por su Daryl. Si, Daryl Dixon le pertenecía. -𝐉𝐚𝐳𝐦𝐢𝐧ଓ

Y/n a single mother in a world that doesn't care if kids survive. He's a hunter with nothing left but instincts and scars. She's trying to build something soft in a world gone sharp. He's not sure he remembers how to hold anything without breaking it. A slow slow-burn starting in Season 2. Featuring found family, emotional healing, and a young girl who doesn't stop asking questions. Note: This fic contains violence, gore, and themes consistent with The Walking Dead. I'll do my best to include specific warnings at the start of chapters that contain more sensitive material. I do not own The Walking Dead or its characters. This story, including Ivy, Meg, and this interpretation of Y/n, are my original creations. Most of the images I use are AI-generated. 2025 Previously ranked: #1- normanreedus #1-hurt-comfort #1-Daryldixonxreader #1-thewalkingdead #1-readerinsert

Fanfic Eric de Divergente Un universo alternativo, el es de Osadía, ella es de Verdad...

The Family Shadow | DC fanfic "Gotham lo conocía como el Caballero de la Noche, pero en la Mansión Wayne, solo era Bruce... un hombre aprendiendo a ser padre en medio de la sombra de su propia inseguridad."

Nadie nace sabiendo amar. Ella tuvo que aprender de grande. Y en medio del apocalipsis. Ellos despertaron su corazón, pero el... lo hizo sentir. Y todo lo que hizo, fue por amor, desde el inicio hasta el fin. Empezada 9/03/2022

Cristian Grey se divorcio de Ana y sufre por ellos ,hasta que un amigo lo convencerá de ir a un bar con el donde conoce a Caleb que le ara descubrir quien es y que le gusta. Una historia de sufrimiento, amor y mucho sexo y sado. Cristian Grey x Male oc