{Ongoing} {Yandere!Gojo x F!Reader x Yandere!Geto) In which your boyfriends realize just how dangerous the real world is . . . and they're desperate to protect you from it.

Archer Morales has never believed his life was meant to be anything other than pure hell in which every minute feels like a struggle to keep breathing. That's why he's so keen on ending it. Not because he wants to, but only because he has no idea how to stop the dark, intrusive thoughts or the crippling depression that's always kept him in a chokehold. At this point, Archer has all but accepted that this is simply how he is - broken. He doesn't know if he even wants help or how to ask for it, and admitting he needs it when Archer's own mother has demons of her own to battle doesn't seem like an option. Things are hard enough keeping the family coffeehouse running and making sure Archer's little sister, Rosie, never learns the horrid truth about what happened to their father - or how much Archer feels responsible for it. Just as he's sure he's mapped out his next steps to permanently solve his problems, the last person in the world Archer expects to make him think twice enters the picture: Hadley Jamison. He doesn't know what to make of the popular girl who always seems to be smiling and is way too determined to become his friend. Archer is overly suspicious of Hadley and her intentions at first, but the walls he's spent so long building to keep himself safe start coming down much quicker than he would've thought. Despite all the change - and some of that change Archer can admit is good - there's still one thing he's certain of: nothing good lasts forever. At least, that's what he's always told himself. But now that the blinders are coming off and Archer realizes he's not as alone as he'd thought, he can't help but be terrified of what will happen if the very thing he never really thought existed - love - is snatched away from him. And possibly the hardest lesson Archer is about to learn is that while you can't run from your past, you can change your future - even if you always felt like you never deserved one.

You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay far away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴍᴀɴ x ᴘɪʀᴀᴛᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ -------- WARNING BEFORE YOU READ #2 mermaids 20200606 #4 fan made 20200605 #8 humans 20200605 #22 Obsession 20200605 #1 fish 20220630 !!!!UNDER SOME HEAVY EDITING!!!! -Swearing -inappropriateness of the human body -sexual theme or content -maybe a lemon or maybe a whole lot -auctioning up -18+ mind to read this "375 gold coins for this pretty little fishy" a tradesman shouts out as there was a whole crowd surrounding the pretty artificial who was scared to death. Y/n was walking down the street going to see her dad when she sees the auction on a dumb fish girl. 'Who would want her' she thought as she took a step away from the area Until a firm shout was called out of the crowd "5...hundred gold coins" he raised his hand while female turns around to see his bagged money already in the tradesman's hand. He pushes the container to him with the girl, screaming. She grins at this stupid idea and ran off "This is stupid, Y/n" She gather her crew to sent sail in a couple of minutes. She pulls one of her excitement smile on for the crowd to see. "I know, but it could help us with mother's sickness" She steers away off the deck and into the ocean with her crewmen scattering around her "What if you don't come back" Y/n peered down slowly to see the necklace with a piece of diamond tied around it, she looks back up clutching it with one hand. "I promise I'll come back" ---- "Come look, boss!" Joey came running into my room as I got up ASAP. I could see my mother already getting the treatment she needs for sickness to go away, but what if it was a false alarm as usual. I took slowest time ever because I been through this a multiple times. I emerged myself out in the open, squinting my eyes for the sun to hit my face immediately. I crouched down to the thing that got captured in our net, I adjust my eyes and a huge smile came onto my face. "It's a fish man" Created of the wallpape

【Ｙａｎｄｅｒｅ!Ｓａｓｕｋｅ Ｕｃｈｉｈａ Ｘ Ｒｅａｄｅｒ】You are the new psychologist in the Konohagakure State Mental Hospital. It's your job to take care of the ill, however, things become complicated as you find yourself eye to eye with an inmate, the inmate that haunts you day and night. Sasuke Uchiha, the one who seems to be able to free himself from the shackles, just to see you. And your dream job, suddenly starts to be a nightmare, leaving you with the irony of getting insane in the process of helping insane ones. "Never trust an inmate" Wrote that idk 3-4 years ago? Finally finished it, but like previous chapters had obviously some grammar and spelling errors... so... sorry?

(DC characters and universe are not mine! It goes to it's respective creators) In a different world, and now in a world that has been the staple of comic books and movies in her old world, Y/n now makes the choice, and pursue her dreams and passion of locomotives, doing the things no regular kid and soon grown adult become. Though one problem, despite her ignoring everything, she failed to notice the slight misunderstanding that she had been neglected by the family of vigilantes, but oh silly her! She's too dense to care, she just wants to pursue her dreams, all while avoiding the family she never really notice their neglect.

⚠Warning: This story contains dark and heavy themes, read the warnings beforehand and take care of your mental health⚠ A boy with a high school crush, a flirty CEO, a dollmaker searching for his childhood friend, an intense method actor, a mob boss seeking compensation, a cold consigliere, and an isolated doctor all vie for the attention of the person who wants them the least. Seven men, seven stories, seven dark endings. (Reader Insert without the use of y/n) *Cross-posted to ao3 and Tumblr*

"Every artist must sign his work of art. And you already marked me. So... would you allow me to sign you as mine?" [Yandere!Bendy x Animator/female!Reader] Cover, story and future art by me - S-a H. Story on Wattpad as well : www.wattpad.com/story/104040623-in-a-way-you'v e-never-seen-yandere-bendy-x

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"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN