saffron a man seeking marriage counseling with his slumbag husband and Eustace a vampire who just so happens to also be the marriage counselor. Now of course the first encounter wasn't so pleasant but maybe the future ones will be :)

When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers. Or When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat social media & irl (Updates every day or every other day)

When bad things happen there must come a silver lining because, without one, there is no moving forward, however, for Iris, it's not all so easy. On the night she got her eviction notice she meets a guy who will become a permanent part of her life moving forward, as well as an unplanned pregnancy. [Single dad, pregnancy, hockey, famous, forced proximity/roommates]

After a long drunken Halloween night, you find yourself willingly picking up three masked strange hitchhikers. Your over friendliness intrigues them and throws you into a world of romance, horror, insanity, and despair. (All credits of any creepypasta/marble hornets character belong to their respectful owners. I own none of these beloved characters and hope you all enjoy.)

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

"．．Ｉｔ'ｓ ｍｅ， ｙａ ｇｉｒｌ．" [ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏᴘᴀꜱᴛᴀ / ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] Lights flickering on the two stood staring at each other. Balancing the pizza box in her hands, the girl stared into the black holes of the mask. "So..want some coffee?" 〉In which a gen z college student whose been surrounded by the paranormal all her life somehow makes friends with killers.〈 〉Half crack fic half not. 〈

❝ 𝐡𝐞𝐲, 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟒! 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩! ❞ ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰'𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘰𝘣𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘴𝘢𝘪'𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘦 、 ˗ ˏ ˋ ˎ ˊ ˗ oikawa tooru had always been the pretty boy. but the one who caught her attention since the first time she saw them was none other than their ace, iwaizumi hajime. highest rank: #1 in iwaizumi #1 in haikyuufanfiction

A short but sweet M/M love story. Christian was more than happy to help out when his best friend, Shelley asked him to cover her shift on an overnight flight with an important client; due to the fact that she had a bad case of the flu. The both of them worked for the same private Learjet company as flight attendants for the past couple of years and they have become close friends outside of work. They were highly trained in travel and hospitality services because a majority of their clientele included CEO's, Business Moguls, Movie Stars, Politicians, Music Artists, and so forth. Chris was going to have be on his toes and break out all his experience and training because the client that he was covering for Shelley for was the one and only Chase Thorn, a mufti-billionaire business Tycoon, and a top client of the private flight company she had informed him, and she made sure to warn him that the man was very particular about every single detail of his life and those select few he allowed to be around him. Christian admitted that he had never heard of Thorn or his companies before now, and to him Chase Thorn was just another V.I.P. client and one that he would treat like any other V.I.P. That was until he came face to face with the sexy Mogul, and just the sight alone of the man left him struggling to even remember what his own name was.