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In a universe where love is audited and marriages follow the law of balance, the world's richest man must marry the poorest woman. When not one, but three strikingly different women claim to be the "poorest", Raghav Malhotra finds himself caught in a spiraling week of flirtation, absurdity, and unexpected truths.

A not so long poem! The art piece in the picture i made toooo🐥👍💖 okayyy Enjoyyy💗🌷

In a city that never stops moving, two lives keep orbiting each other-close enough to brush, never close enough to collide. Aanvi Rathore, an artist with too many unfinished canvases and an inability to say no, stumbles into a world she doesn't belong to. Advay Pratap Singh, heir to a legacy he never asked for, walks through life with the quiet certainty of someone who always knows the outcome. But fate has a way of slipping through the cracks. A wedding, a misstep, a single moment-and suddenly, their lives are tangled in ways neither of them expected. Some people arrive in your life like a monsoon, crashing down with chaos and color. Others slip in so quietly, you don't realize they were always meant to be there. This is a story of almosts. Of missed trains, lingering glances, hands that reach out only to pull away. Because love isn't always a grand collision. Sometimes, it's just a slow, inevitable drift.

Portsef realizes that he's been poisoned after a job gone wrong. As the poison begins to take effect, he flees from the city guards into the slums, where he meets someone familiar. A Story Stub for a world where magic tends to work indirectly, industrial societies rule the earth, and the greatest heroes can be found in thieves' guilds and other dark corners.

In a world controlled by the government a "group" of hackers rules. We are everywhere at once. Invisible and untouchable by everyone including other hackers. But when a hacker finally break's through our security will that lonely hacker have to die or will they pledge allegiance with us.

Scylla Rowan is a half-elf bard with a sharp tongue, questionable morals, and a talent for getting into trouble. She survives by performing, gambling, and occasionally conning people who should know better. When a stranger offers her a suspiciously lucrative protection job, Scylla is forced to choose between staying comfortable in a dingy village or escorting an idiot with valuable cargo across the country. Armed with a flute, a bad attitude, and an annoying moral compass named Avi, Scylla sets out on a journey that might make her rich... or get her killed. Probably both.

Welcome to a new fandom. One that is meant for almost all people alike. A time-travel based fandom travel. To keep the fandoms aligned. A new species of human, a new planet too. XG-75, aka the Tigokian Metropolis. The rest of the details lay inside.

On the run and laying low, Toga and Twice find comfort in an unlikely place: a glowing claw machine in a forgotten fairground. Jin is determined to win Toga a bear, but when chaos and clones take over, Toga shows her own brand of affection.

"And you didn't tell me this before because...?" Riley asked. "It wasn't important." Maya dismissed. "I still would've liked to know that my girlfriend is the Grim Reaper!" ----- A simple prompt Oneshot that I had a little fun with

To the glorious disaster goblins flipping through these chapters... Maybe you felt the tectonic shudder of civilization crumbling beneath your Crocs. Maybe you just wanted an excuse to hoard knives and scream at squirrels. Either way, you're home now. This guide is for those who prepare for the end not with fear, but with snacks, spite, and suspiciously good aim. For the ones who will barter toenail clippings and TikTok wisdom in the new world order. May you survive the government's flaming swan dive, ascend the trash throne, and one day sip lukewarm bourbon from a broken coffee mug with your raccoon warlord overlord, who will probably take the last can of beans. It's fine, they earned it.

It's Chaotic Good (will update story description)

📿 Divine responsibility. ☁️ Zero qualifications. I was born in the Outer Court between a sigh and a laugh - literally. god snapped His fingers, gave me a vague sense of purpose, and told me to keep an eye on His vacation. Now god is down on Earth, fully committed to living His best mortal life. By which I mean: - Gave Himself a tragic backstory ✔️ - Installed twenty ex-lovers into the timeline ✔️ - Booked five dates at the same time, at the same restaurant ✔️ - Oh, and He gave Himself terminal cancer. Because ✨ drama ✨. While I scramble to keep reality from unraveling, Jesus is quietly watching from the sidelines with olives and commentary. why couldn't I have been created a Christian? This is a prophecy. This is a miracle. and it's all up to me.

Sydney disappeared without a trace. Two and a half years later, she's returned. The scars that skate over her body and the tattoos that dance across her skin hold the key to time spent away. What the hell happened to her? *WARNING: Mature references, swearing, dark and mature themes, graphic descriptions and gore, possible trigger warnings, and mentions of death and suicide*

A collection of short stories that utilizes the work of various tropes. *Disclaimer: These short stories have no correlation with one another. They are read as their own stories.*

Julia Argent is a new detective among Interpol investigating the legendary Carmen Sandiego. She gets a little more than she bargained for. || Part of the Black Wolf Capers ||

A child, born from magic both dark and light, finds herself in the way of the Absolute. Unexpectedly finding herself fighting a war against a Netherbrain, she takes note of the one who manages to burrow their way into her heart.

Here's a long look into the past of Emily, A girl who has had a rough past and kept far away from those who could harm her until harm came to her and sent her down a path that will change her life forever.

Twelve teens from different backgrounds form a school club called The Zodiac Club - partly to escape gym class, partly because their eccentric astrology-loving advisor Ms. Luna Moon made it mandatory for extra credit. But as the months roll on, their zodiac traits start to create chaos, comedy, and unexpected friendships.

Waterparks x Michael Clifford Fanfic Contest Entry Prompt: "You're being followed, but you don't know why." Y/N is just trying to survive laundromats, cursed lattes, and emotional damage when they notice a mysterious guy showing up everywhere. Turns out? He's an angel. The apocalypse is on pause. And it might be your fault. ENTRY NUMBER 9/12