Male x uke male reader. In an hidden world of Devils and Angels, both species work to help humans make decisions for the best or the worst. (M/n) is a young Angel who has for duty to guide humans on the right path. He is often found playing with human children after his work which never caused problems until he met a Devil not quite like the others. - - - "You shouldn't do that." "I'm not doing anything wrong !" - - - "For an Angel you sure talk back a lot." "For a Devil you sure talk too much." - - - Updates every Saturday. English isn't my mother tongue so feel free to point out my mistakes.

This story is Adrien Agreste/Chat noir x MALE reader, meaning, It's boys love. If you don't like this kind of stuff just kindly press the back button and don't read it. ------ You came from a rich family who does so many business trip on the other country. All of the time your family gets a business related trip, you'll quickly move to the country where the bus siness trip will happen. until they had a business related trip in Paris, so your parents decided to move there. Being a good child, you agreed and didn't argue because you are USED to moving country to country. But you told them that this is the last moving that all of you will do. What new things are waiting for you to experience? Is it new friends? New life? Getting super powers? Or New Love? ----- [A/N]: All of the characters that are included here in the story is not mine (well... Except you 'cause you're mine lol), this is just a fanfiction made by my imagination. Also, beware of wrong grammars and spellings hehe.

((This is a spin off from my other Dark x Reader story "Keep It Quiet")) "I love (Y/N) with all my heart...how can he belong to that worthless Darkiplier?! If I can't have him.." He looked up at the dark sky, raindrops falling on his face as he cackled. "NO ONE CAN"

Connor and Conan Anderson both work with Hank;An Andriod sent by Cyberlife in the Detroit police department.During a case at the eden club,Conan found a barely functional Male Traci from the Rk line,Rk700 Y/n the first and only of the 700 line.Y/n had been damaged by a previous client and Conan decided to take the android home without his twin and hank knowing. ❏❖❏❖❏❖❏❖❏❖❏❖❏ Warning!This is a reverse AU,Connor and Conan(RK900) are human and You and Hank are androids!This is also yaoi!Bad English,pictures do not belong to me(Unless it's an edited version of a picture like my profile aka Oc's)nor does Detroit become human! Enjoy lovely Androids!

You catch your boyfriend, Mark, cheating on you. Dark saves you and takes you in his home. Is he really as mean as everyone makes him out to be?

"I'm not your toy!!" my voice was hoarse from screaming. "Not my toy? Is that really what you think?! You're right!" Dark sat in front of me, kneeling. "A toy you can play with, you're everything to me. I can make you do anything I want, and you'll like it, princess"

You've been kidnapped by by darkipler and antisepticeye how will your life turn out? Will you fall in love

Without hesitation, you start running again. As you round another corner, you notice the broken barricade doors. Confused, you wonder if it was the police-or perhaps the intruder? But if it were the police, there would be sirens blaring, and no one would be screaming for help. It must be the intruder. You have no idea whether they're male or female, how many there might be, or how they managed to break through the metal door. And more importantly, what are they after? "HELP ME! Ahhhh! Somebody Help ME!" You unconsciously move to the desperate cries, pulling you toward the shattered doors. Your feet move on their own, leading you past a corner room. There, sprawled on his back, lies a man-his anguished face twisted in terror. Two nurses hover over him, their hands buried deep in his open stomach, devouring him alive. "HELP ME!" he screams again, his voice raw and high-pitched, like a squealing pig. His head tilts unnaturally far back, his outstretched hand trembling as it reaches toward you, begging for salvation. You didn't move, you couldn't do anything but watch. Paralysis grips you as if the horror unfolding before you have chained you in place. All you can do is watch-watch as they rip him apart, as the light fades from his eyes, as the grotesque feast continues. The crimson pools spreading beneath him seem to beckon you, their silent cries are as haunting as his. The stench hits you next-a sickening blend of rot and decay emanating from the nurses, mingling with the sharp, metallic tang of blood. The air feels heavy, and suffocating, as the splatters of red paint the walls and floor in chaos. Then Another two gunshots, only this time it's fired right behind you.

Mark has always been a peasant. He was born in a thatch-roofed house to two farmers who work the field every single day, making just enough to get by. Nothing was special about the Fischbach family. Despite the lack of money in his family, he had never wanted to turn to stealing. But when a bad growing season turns a poor situation into a dire one, there's only so much you can do before you have to turn against the law. Getting caught wasn't part of the plan. Getting thrown in the king's dungeon for multiple accounts of theft to save his family from starvation was not part of the plan. Out of all things, Mark had never expected to be brought in by King Seán himself and told that he has a secret that even HE didn't know about. Things will be brought to light, and Mark is positive that he'll never be the same. (Cover Art - Drawing by @CrimsonCanadianMC)