Satoru Gojo is the kind of guy everyone notices-popular, beautiful, impossible to ignore, and far too used to getting exactly what he wants. You know better than to get involved with someone like him. But after one strange interaction turns into another, staying out of his orbit becomes harder than it should be. What starts as irritation slowly turns into something darker: tension, jealousy, blurred boundaries, possessiveness, and the creeping realization that Gojo's attention is becoming less of a coincidence and more of a fixation. The closer he gets, the more it starts to feel like he's not simply interested in you-he's watching, learning, inserting himself wherever he can, and quietly deciding there isn't much in your life that should stay out of his reach. And once Satoru Gojo wants something, he doesn't stop at wanting.

Toji Fushiguro finds you during one of his hitman jobs. With no idea what to do with you he decides to bring you home to his house of misfits. They weren't picture perfect but neither were you. Disclaimer: *Angsty but I ain't Gege*

After being dropped into an unfamiliar world, you suddenly found yourself participating in a perplexing game. Your objective being: don't let anyone die by the hands of the male leads, including yourself. Cover art credits: Daisukerichard on twitter!

Waking up in a world that was not your own was problematic enough. Being the villainess was another. However, the possessive alphas might take the cake. These are some toxic walking red-flag alphas so be warned. Disclaimer: Angsty but I ain't Gege Updates at least once a week or get frequent posting on my patreon 🖤

╰┈➤𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ━━ ❝You've always been my little muse.❞ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you're the object of many powerful men desires; from gods to warriors...they all want 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　🇵🇴🇸🇹-ᴇᴘɪᴄ: ᴛᴍ!ᴀᴜ　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ 📖A mythic slow-burn, spiraling epic told across three books: → Book 1: 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃 - The spark of divine interest [COMPLETED] → Book 2: 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍 - The unraveling of truth [COMPLETED] Book 3: 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃 - The cost of memory and rebellion [ONGOING] [𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤/𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 '𝘌𝘗𝘐𝘊: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 ' + 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐌𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲-𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐍𝐨 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐂 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐙𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐎𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝.] 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: [~] 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: March 01, 2022 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: November 02, 2024 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: TBD [𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄] | © 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒙𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚_𝒊𝒊 |

"Well," I say, throwing my hands up, "I'm drunk. I'm tired. I'm wearing a dress that's cutting into my ribs. And I smell like club lighting and regret. So unless this bond of yours also comes with a shower and a bottle of water, I'm out." She was sunlight in a world of claws and power. He was a war-forged alpha, possessive and feared. Isla never wanted a mate. She was happy skipping class, stealing sunshine, and ignoring the shadows of the werewolf-ruled world around her. Her powerful family let her live freely, as long as she stayed in line. But everything changes the night the infamous war alpha steps into her city. And claims her. He's dangerous. Ready for a battle. And he doesn't take no for an answer. But Isla isn't a girl you can keep in a cage. Even if fate says she's his.

Male Wednesday x Female Reader Based on the Netflix TV Series: Wednesday (Y/n) = Your Name (L/n) = Last Name (H/l) = Hair Length (H/c) = Hair Color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color (F/c) = Favorite Color I OWN NOTHING!!! ALL RIGHTS GO TO NETFLIX!!!

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

All Might is retired. The evil All For One is behind bars. Villains run rampant and pine after the newly dethroned underworld. And (Y/N)'s license exams are coming up! More importantly... (Y/N) questions her feelings after spending time with The League of Villains. Even when her dream of becoming a hero are at her fingertips. Did society really want someone like her to save them? A daughter of a villain. Or will she take the dark throne before new enemies - ones more ruthless, hungry, and easy on the eyes - do? ⚠️ Some sexy content ⚠️ Language ⚠️ Some descriptions of blood/violence - Same as before guys! I do not own MHA in any way, characters, or artwork! My contribution is in the plot and OCs 😘