Querencia: a place where you feel most at home, where your soul feels safe 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

He waited. He waited so long. Years passed, one after another, like leaves falling silently in a forest untouched by the sun. He waited for the one who was promised to him, the one his blood had called for since the day he was born. He waited through nights that smelled of smoke and roses through days heavy with duty and solitude. But he never found them. Time wore him down, pain brimmed beneath his eyes, and carved a hollow into his chest that no crown, no power, no victory could fill. The whispers followed him everywhere-cursed, they called him. Mate-less. Doomed. He never denied it, for he felt the truth in their words as keenly as the chill of winter air. But? What if, one day, he found them? Will he accept his destined one, or will his insecurities come in his way? This will contain... •Hug Age gap •Obsession •Possessiveness •top Jungkook •Bottom Taehyung •Royal era •Royalty •Madness •Cursed and beauty •omegaverse If anyone is uncomfortable, then please leave without leaving any harsh comment...

「 "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞"」 ── My feet slammed into the grass, lungs on fire. Blood slicked my hands. I didn't look back. I knew he was there. ❝ Run, baby, run. Run for your fucking life,❞ he growled. ❝ When I catch you, I'll fuck you.❞ ── 𝓐𝓮𝓻𝓲 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮: I bake bread. I keep my head down. I don't speak. Silence is safer than begging. I learned that with blood in my mouth and my stepbrother's words crawling under my skin. He trades me like a cigarette-lit, used, passed on. People forget me. They walk past and look through. But not him. Aaron Deveraux. Leader of The Reapers. He saw me. It started with roses-anonymous. Then came the late-night shadows outside the bakery. Now, I feel him before I even hear his voice. I try to run. But he likes it when I run. ── 𝓐𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓾𝔁: He smells like flour and fear. And I want both. I call him Little Ghost because he floats through this rotten city like he's not part of it. Mute. Soft. Fragile like glass. I'm gonna crack him open. First time I saw him, I wanted to fuck the sound out of him. Second time, I wanted to ruin his mouth. Now? I just want to keep him shaking. I'm not in love. I'm obsessed. He bakes bread and I break fucking bones. We were never meant to touch. So I'll drag him into my world until he breaks in mine. ──

We're Ciel has a little brother Male reader x black butler

☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧ 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲.

"you want to get fucked again, huh, baby boy?"

Alessandro Russo, rules with six sons who kill as silently as winter rain. Elio was stolen years ago by a mother slipping into madness, and every drop of blood the Russos spill is spent on the same unanswered question: Where is he? Unseen by them, Elio survives in a cramped apartment, believing hunger and silence are the only ways to be good. He waits for his mom to come home, never knowing that his family wants nothing more than to cuddle him into their arms.

Felix Moretti was stolen from his family as a baby by a mother who didn't want him for love, only revenge. Raised in a world of violence, fear, and neglect, Felix has known nothing but pain at the hands of his abusive stepfather, Jack. But everything changes the night Jack dies. For the first time in years, Felix is found and waiting for him are the five older brothers who never stopped loving him. Each shaped by power, pain, and loyalty, the Moretti brothers are dangerous men in a dangerous world, but for Felix, they will become something else entirely: Home.

When Raegan's mom died due to alcohol poisoning, Raegan didn't expect to stay with four brothers. She never met them before until now, but they are already protective of her. Family secrets are quickly spilled and they realized something about this six year old girl- she was different and she needed healing.

This is a NONSEXUAL story Jake Anderson Age: 17 Classification: Little (secret) Height: 5'5" Build: Lean and quick-footed, with a soft, boyish face Hair: Medium-length brown, soft and slightly wavy, usually falling into his eyes Eyes: Blue-bright and expressive, often betraying his emotions even when he tries to hide them Personality: Quiet, observant, and guarded. Jake is witty when comfortable, but he tends to keep to himself unless he really trusts someone. He's incredibly affectionate deep down and craves comfort and gentle structure-things he only lets himself indulge in when he's alone or with his mom. His classification as a little is a closely guarded secret, something he fears will ruin his life if it gets out, especially around his teammates. Background: Lives with his loving and supportive single mom, who has always made space for Jake to be himself. She knows about his little side and helps him navigate it quietly, giving him the space to regress when he needs to and always validating that it's okay. Jake is terrified of anyone at school finding out, particularly someone like Cameron. ⸻ Cameron Jackson Age: 18 Classification: Caregiver (open) Height: 6'5" Build: Muscular, sturdy, with a comforting presence Hair: Blonde, neatly styled-short on the sides, soft waves on top Eyes: Deep brown, calm and grounding Personality: Steady, warm, and effortlessly confident. Cameron has a natural protector's instinct, always looking out for the people around him without being overbearing. He's well-liked because he listens first and talks second. Though he's open about his classification as a caregiver, he's never pushy about it-it's just part of who he is. Background: Raised by two dads, both caregivers themselves, Cameron has always been taught that strength comes from knowing how to be gentle. He's fiercely loyal and pays attention to what others try to hide. Cameron plays defensive end on the football team and has a quiet but commanding kind of popularit