idk just dandys world stuff

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

I don't own any of the art used in this story. I also don't own "My Hero Academia", "Elden Ring", "Gravity Falls", "Helluva Boss", and "Hazbin Hotel" Co-writer: Pistachioandy

"A cursed heir. A forced ghost marriage. An innocent boy bound to a haunted haveli. When Veeransh and Aariv are tied together by fate, what begins as superstition becomes a love powerful enough to defy even death." MXM mpreg supernatural LGBT bl violence abuse

This story is a little bit different than the usual stuff you find. So, I won't go into too much detail about it. The Son of Stolas, older brother of Octavia, he was supposed to be the next Heir to the bloodline, but something happened. This caused him to run away from his family, but thankfully, he stayed in touch with his sister whenever she wanted to talk. Until one day, Octavia asked him to come over and see her. He needed to get history mind off certain things, and visiting his didn't seem like a bad idea. But when he was done with that, he still needed a job. However, he ran into a help wanted poster saying someone needed an assassin... sounds like an interesting Job, what could possibly go wrong? (More tags will be added as the story progresses... maybe)

Ren regains the memories of his past life, expecting to live a normal second chance in an ordinary world. However, as fragments of his current life resurface, he realizes the truth-this is no ordinary place. This is the world of Uma Musume, where girls with horse ears and tails captivate the public through the wildly popular sport of horse racing. As a former player of the game, Ren can't help but feel thrilled. What fan wouldn't dream of becoming a trainer and guiding their favorite horse girl to victory? Determined, he sets his sights on that path. Unfortunately, Ren regained his memories far too early. None of the beloved characters he once knew have debuted yet, leaving him in unfamiliar territory.

When the First Wizarding War tears through Britain, a child is left behind - not a savior, not a prophecy, but an orphan with nothing except the enchanted sword his parents died protecting him with. Raised in a Muggle orphanage, Y/N grows up in the shadow of loss, watched over by a blade that moves on its own, blocking curses and threats as if it remembers its duty. To the world, he is invisible; to the sword, he is everything. But Hogwarts looms on the horizon, and with it a chance to uncover the truth behind his family's heirloom. Goblins whisper of ancient craftsmanship. Wizards eye the blade with unease. And in the halls of magic and history, Y/N will forge bonds, uncover secrets, and change the course of a war that was never meant to notice him.

I got bored with my other story so I just decided to make this. This story is like any other Veela story. It has some fluff. I do not own any of the characters they belong to J.K Rowling I just own the story line A/N: This story contains mentions of rape, suicidal thought, abuse, PTSD, and eating disorders.

NARDO WICK & @shvnorri.a || PLUS SIZE 18+ Roman (24) & Shiloh (22) || BOOK 1 & 2 I just let 'em talk, but it bothers me 'Cause it ain't love, it ain't love, it ain't love they see But it ain't nothin' to discuss 'cause it is to me, and so what? •••••••••••••••••••••••• "Lo ion give a fuck bout you havin a nigga, it's THAT nigga I have a problem wit. He don't belong round here and you just had that nigga in our house."

"Being feared just because your father's reputation doesn't mean that you will become the same, accepting who you are means as well that you are conscious of who you are... and that is an important aspect of a hero... A hero I'm sure he'll be proud of" ........................................... "Sparda wasn't able to stop me... but I know your heir is also out there stopping my tracks Bourghdent. I took sparda's out, and It won't be difficult for me to do so with yours as well" ------------------------------------------------------ --- > Quirk Izuku Au, not my actual work <---- --- > Proper thanks to Kohei Horikoshi < ---