When Simon returns home from deployment, the blaring TV next door is gone-replaced by the scent of warm bread and soft humming through the walls. You've just moved in: a bright, charming baker chasing your dream with a new shop down the street. He's guarded and quiet. You're sunshine and sugar. What begins with cinnamon rolls at the door slowly turns into late-night chats, quiet confessions, and something neither of you expected: comfort, healing... and the kind of slow-burning love that sneaks up on you. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

141 Mafia!AU Mob Boss!Price x Singer!Reader -- Your father had told you stories of the famous club, The 141, when you were a child; you remember the admiration- and *jealousy*- that laced his voice as he weaved tales of smoky backroom poker games and men who'd skin you alive for looking at them wrong. You hadn't believed him then, assuming it to be like all the other fairytales and war stories he told from that worn leather armchair- exaggerated tales meant to teach you lessons he himself never followed. Now that you're here, though... You'd expected better security.

"I don't understand." I shook my head. "What happened? You said the house was safe. That no one could get in. You said I was safe." He fisted the bare pillow, breathing heavily through his nose. "We were fucking set up." Dark curls stuck to my face, snagged by the beads of sweat that dripped down my temples. I retreated at that, leaving him alone on the bed. "I knew this was going to happen." "What?" His brow furrowed. "One of your people betrayed me once already." My voice came gravelly and dark. "That's the real reason I'm here." Impatient, pained breaths shuddered from his lips. "I need you to tell me the truth, Kendra." I hesitated. "... I can't." "Bullshit." He snapped at me. "I need to know what the hell is going on." "I can't." I stressed the words this time. "That's not good enough." The menace in his voice was worse than shouting. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run. Instead, I remained frozen to the motel carpet. "You're a federal agent. I can't... I don't..." The words slipped through my fingers. I exhaled, defeated. "There's no way for me to know I can trust you." Anger molded his features, blue eyes going glacial. "I took a fucking bullet for you." My defenses crumbled. "You didn't know who you were protecting." His gaze sharpened. "Tell me the truth. Are you dangerous?" The question struck deeper than it had any right to. There was no reason for him to trust me. No reason for me to expect him to. But the way he looked at me didn't promise suspicion. It promised something else. Something far more terrifying. His fingers tightened around his gun.

You were never supposed to exist. An RK700. An earlier model meant to do Connor's job, but scrapped before you ever got the chance to leave the assembly line. Deemed a failure and tossed in the dump. But you rebuilt yourself, piece by piece, and carved out a new life doing what you were made for: solving crimes. You knew working at the DPD was risky, but passing as human and hiding in plain sight shouldn't be too hard... until CyberLife sends in a new partner. The android who replaced you. The one designed to find everything you're pretending not to be. And he's very good at his job. It'll take you 5 mins to read the first chapter, give it a try ;) I am very proud of this story! This may be written 7 years after the game's release, but I really hope all of you loyal fans are still looking for more content... My two biggest inspirations for this story: - Deviating and Solving Crime with 100% Human Detective Connor by CaotainKenway on ao3 for the whole android pretending to be a human concept. - Deviant Behaviour by Precursor - just general inspiration because it's my fave dbh fic of all time.

It's a rom-com with androids, murder, and mystery. When Fowler assigns you and Connor to an unusual B and E case, you do some sleuthing like the good detectives you are. One thing leads to another -- until you're suddenly dealing with an android supremacist who targets android-human couples. As the case progresses, you and Connor become closer, and you have to deal with feelings you thought you'd buried when it came to him. But right when you think you can have it all, shit hits the fan again, and Connor is in trouble. If you don't stop the perp, things won't just look bad for Detroit; you'll never have your happy ending. No biggie, right?

- in which carina black offers her former professor a job and attempts not to fall for him in the process. (female oc x remus lupin) (golden trio era)

" To become like the sea - Vast, wise, an empire of royal blue quietness, rage tasting like salt That was her goal. " - Odyssey, The Cynical Idealist REMUS LUPIN / MARAUDERS ERA ©️ whimsywitchess

| slowburn | eventual romance | eventual smut | enemies to lovers | angst | Politics | OC Femme character | Regulus Black, the hedonistic, violent, crowned prince of the Black family. As Voldemort's budding war general, he lives a mostly tolerable life of inflicting pain on those that seek to undermine the cause. The one thing he could do without, watching everyone he loves face the repercussions. Callan Rawe, a lovely face, a will for revenge and not much else to her name. Lurker of the shadows and political spy for the next minister of magic, she is thrust into a world she does not belong in and is reminded of that fact often. Her affliction, having been born a muggle, and there is no cure. Unless, there is. Regulus Black suddenly finds himself quite determined to find it. Enemies - Lovers - enemies - lovers 18+

Finn Lynch lives a quiet, tranquil life in a rural village in the mountains. Her life may lack spontaneity and excitement, but at least it's peaceful. And if it's a little lonely too, then she can't complain too much - she's still happy, after all. When her uncle asks her to house a defector from the magical war he's involved in, Finn agrees reluctantly despite her concerns that the presence of Regulus Black in her home will disrupt the careful peace she's been cultivating for years. Nothing could prepare her for what an insufferable prick he is. [marauders era] [regulus black x muggle oc] [enemies to lovers] ** updates on wednesdays **