Eustass 'Captain' Kid. The wildest, cruellest pirate of the Worst Generation. You should have known better than being taken alive. [Trigger warnings: dub/con, lemon, bdsm, (mild)gore, stockholme syndrome, toxic/abusive relationship] The Captain and birdie, book 1.

Modern AU Trafalgar Law is a medical student, he's the most famous student, the every girls dream on the university. But then there's this one girl who doesn't even give a glance on him, who got the raven haired guy's attention. Yn the daughter of the University's owner who doesn't even know who this Law guy is. I do not owned One piece and it was written by Oda-sama. I do not owned the Reader as well. I hope you enjoy the story!

Eustass Kid x cisfem!Reader x Trafalgar Law CW: Language, violence, sexual themes, crass humor Summary: Hat Trick is a purely self-indulgent story. Modern AU.

Three Rivers Island was a unique island on the Grand Line. It had only two rivers, but those two rivers divided the island into thirds. One far bank was tightly controlled by Marines, the other far bank was controlled by pirates unofficially, and the center section was controlled by merchants - who welcomed both Pirates and Marines. You grew up on Three Rivers, taking care of yourself with whatever jobs you could find. Port savvy and sassy enough to keep pirates inline, you're a barmaid at the local pirate-favored tavern. When Kid and his gang come into port you're pretty sure that it's merely passing fascination between you both, but Kid seems to have other ideas. CW: kidnapping, yandere Eustass Kid, violence, dubious consent, imprisonment, abuse, swearing, sex, group sex, dark content kids I am not messing around with this ♥ Please note: Due to Wattpad's Terms of Service, some chapters might be exclusive to Tumblr and/or Ao3. If you're not following me on those sites, you may need to for this title.

"Now You Must Endure" When Fen'Harel awakens from uthenera he must learn to cope with the world of his making. Goes along with "Making Fen'Harel" and "In Your Heart Shall Burn" as storyline, and one should probably read at least "Making Fen'Harel" before starting this. All characters belong to Bioware.

A Solas x Lavellan AU. Rihari Lavellan accidentally stumbles into Ancient Arlathan. Mistaken as a slave, she finds herself scrubbing floors, and serving food. Desperately she searches for a way back, until she meets a man she finds is very familiar. Based on Dragon Age: Inquisition.

A Solas x Lavellan Fan Fiction featuring my Inquisitor Rihari. I will write this story as I play through the game so it will be more canonical than the last, though some scenes may be different. That being said, it is a Fan Fiction and there will be non-canon filler and things I just want to write in (offscreen if you will). This story is entirely based off of Dragon Age: Inquisition. All Characters, depictions, and Dragon Age: Inquisition itself belong to Bioware.

A Solas x Lavellan fan fiction featuring my own Inquisitor, Adani. written originally (started anyways) on my tumblr: chisolasismylife. Feel free to leave tips, grammar corrections, etc. Completely inspired by Dragon Age: Inquisition. I did change a few dialogue options and scenes to better fit my Inquisitor and the story I'm writing here, which is strictly Fan Fiction and based on the Dragon Age universe.

I just want to write a decent Kaiba fic. Using an old concept from childhood. With a really beloved character, I developed. An arranged married between Seto Kaiba and some wealthy Westerner. Will the marriage work out? I dunno, we're going to see how it works out people. I also wanted to dedicate this fic to my audience that is struggling to find happiness. And in hopes of finding peace within yourself. - Jess <3

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.