Blood. An unavoidable outcome in Tengen Uzui's line of work. Then again it's the life he chose and he does it with all his effort and no regrets. Lust. A needed, but sometimes unwelcome consequence of Kazue Utakata's occupation. Lust pays, and sex sells. Kazue sells her body for other's pleasure to achive her dream, and has no questions when it comes to what she has to do to get there. When their paths cross, neither of those facts will change and they may very well be the final cog in the wheel to set their paths into motion, or onto oblivion. In a dangerous world, where getting involed with one man could mean having a target on your back forever Kazue will have to decide how far she is willing to go to get what she wants, and Tengen will have to choose just how many lives he's willing to lose in his game with fate. Their solution to avoiding certain death is a simple one, don't fall in love. [Reupload from AO3]

❝𝐁𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐘𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, (𝐲/𝐧).❞ ❝𝐘𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫?❞ ❝𝐌𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡.❞ 𝐘𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞: 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. °°° Disclaimer: I do not own the fanart and Naruto.

- COMPLETED - Upon a pact of peace between the Senju and Uchiha, the constant fighting of the Warring States Period ultimately ends, and a new shinobi village is created. During the process of uniting the many clans, Madara Uchiha encounters a certain Hyuga woman he cannot keep his mind off. The renowned clan leader known for his ruthlessness and love of battle has little interest in finding romance. After all, there really was no such thing. The only certain experiences in life were pain and misfortune. Right? Sen Hyuga, an amiable and benevolent young woman with a natural ability to charm, high intelligence and remarkable skill in jutsu is more than just the clan leader's stubborn daughter. She is a fierce and independent kunoichi who believes in the prospect of peace. Will her steadfast determination and patience be enough to survive this extraordinary new life? Follow as their journeys intertwine under the Land of Fire's sky.

Season One Being Sixteen Should Not Be This Hard --- Lima, Ohio, 2009. A few days into the new school year at William McKinley High School, with Cheerleaders in red uniforms, jocks in matching letterman jackets, a brunette in reindeer sweaters, and Kurt Hummel. You walked down the halls counting the days till your next break from the social hell's that encased the school. Your sister, chirping away beside you about some musical she made you watch the previous day. One that gave you the ability to sleep with your eyes open. High fiving the tall football player, who had been your friend since the age of thirteen, as he walked by with his blonde girlfriend tucked into his side. Flipping off the (not yet) man-child, who thought a short mohawk was still cool and gave someone badass powers. Him throwing you a scowl and middle finger of your own. Fist-bumping the black-haired Latina before nudging her in her shoulder in a scolding manner when she glared at your sister. A bubbly blonde beaming at you by her side. Just one-hundred and seventy-seven days until the next school year. If you could last that long, without losing your mind. --- Quinn Fabray x Reader --- (A/N) It's so hard finding work for this character. Especially if its reader insert so... *Thanos voice* Fine. I'll do it myself. I've already written the whole of the first season, and will be starting the second whenever. The reader will be more masculine, bc I am masculine, so... Also... there are some p dark jokes in the 4th and 11th parts. So, be forwarned for that. What can I say, I might have played too much Cards Against Humanity... ENJOY!

Calliope never imagined falling so hard, so fast. That was her biggest mistake. --- Quinn Fabray X Calliope Casper Autistic FMC in a religious overachieving family. Trigger Warning for family issues, domestic violence, and medical ignorance. --- I wrote this YEARS ago. I was going to transfer it to my Patreon, but it's already put together here and I'm way too busy right now to change formatting. Sooooo here's a gift from me!

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

"I had never known the true meaning of love, it was always something I just acted in movies. To me, there was no such thing as true love because I would never want to be vulnerable. I'd never want to be open to being torn apart but when I saw her. My daughter, everything changed. She was everything to me, I loved everything about her. To the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed and how her bangs were always messy when she ran around to much. I loved her chubby hands that would hold onto my jeans when I was busy and couldn't hold her hand. She is my princess, my true love." [not edited...sorry if some shit makes you cringe] Contains strong language even though it's a cute little book about a father growing to love a daughter he found out about on a guy's night. [#1- father] [#2 - daughter] [#3 - singlefather]

[Sequel to My Little Bird] Two years later, the village is still living peacefully under Caesar's rule. But one day, Malcolm receives a visitor, and Rain soon uncovers secrets in her past and about herself that she never knew. (Sucky summary, sorry)

Every half century in a small little town hidden in the woods, a beast comes out from the forest to claim his bride on the night of an eclipse. The people of call this phenomenon "the taking". This beast is said to be very dangerous. It roams door to door searching for the woman whose being calls to his animal instincts. He will kill, mutilate and destroy everything in his path until he finds his bride. In the past, the townsmen have tried to hunt the creature and kill him before they can steal one of their marriageable daughters, but the beast does not hunt alone. He has followers among the shadows to make sure his goal is accomplished. Once he finds his bride, he carries her back to the forest where she is never seen or heard from again. Celeste believes this so-called "legend" is just some scary fairytale her grandmother made up to scare her. But was she ever wrong when a pair of moonlit eyes stared straight at her through her bedroom window and entered her room. Next thing she knew, she was being carried out the house and into the woods by a half-naked man who called her his. Who would have thought? Grandma wasn't crazy after all. Young Adult novel. Paranormal/Comedy-Romance @2014

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)