Non-binary Histoires

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Poems from a turbulent time.

I obviously don't own any of the CoD characters or plot points A weapon, engineered and reared to kill turns on their captors who have taken advantage of them. And while most bad dogs get sent to the pound or the grave, this one ends up in more capable hands. Will their new teammates at task force 141 see past their fangs and claws, or will they just tighten the cuffs. What will happen when the second in command sees himself in their trauma responses, or when a charming first sergeant shows them kindness and sees first hand that even helhounds can be good dogs.

(reader) woke up to find themself in a forest along side 4 other people. They'll have to work together to survive 1000 nights to be able to go back to their reality.

Eighteen-year-old cadet Lara Lorensky has one goal: to win the Selection, the only way people on Earth can ascend to NovaTopia, a utopia-like space shuttle orbiting the planet. Unfortunately, her longtime rival, Morgan Sánchez, also has the same goal--and their almost undefeated record in practices is Lara's biggest obstacle to victory. When an unexpected terrorist attack destroys Morgan's cyber arm, Lara's chances to win are significantly increased. But... what is the point of winning if her rival is not in their top condition? Plagued by guilt and a feeling she does not quite understand yet, Lara decides to help Morgan find a cyberlimb mechanic. As she ventures outside her sheltered bubble, Lara realizes that everything she was taught was a lie, including her identity. Perhaps the utopia she was fighting for all her life was also an illusion. Together, Lara and Morgan have a new goal: to find out the truth of Lara's identity--and the truth behind NovaTopia. {Part I COMPLETED! Currently posting Part II every Thursday!} *** - 'The Hunger Games' X 'Arcane' X 'Fallout' - Queer rivals to lovers - Non-binary cyborg love interest - Cyberpunk earth vs Utopian space Current word count: 57,000 words Planned word count to hit: 120,000 words Beautiful cover by @yadsdom on Fiverr

A broken person, who people think is a the worse a teen can get. And the Prince. Has everything and everyone loves him. But remember, opposites attract.

In this story, The OC has to go into a psychiatry, where he/she met 8 individual weird Boys, who also have their own burdens to deal with. Will they be able to help each other through all the shit, they have to handle? And if one of them has a special effect on you, what will happen? Maybe the days in the locked boarding school will not be as worse as first expected. My OC= you (the OC is nonbinary) TW: Mental health Self harm Dark childhood Mental illness Suicide Death Violence ...maybe more, don't know Don't Copy. English beginner Begin: 22.03.2026 Finished:...

I wanna make yumeship lore 😼 if u hate on this, I'll eat u 🥹💔 I also familial yumeship with Kinger (he's my dad), so there's also gonna be a lotta scenes with him :33

This is just mainly my about my ocs and some ideas for stories!

Taunt and Loveshot had been friends since they were young, since the cards had first decided their fates. And, of course, Loveshot especially knew of the crush that Taunt'd had on her from the very start. So when the first mine exploded and the civilians were forced to hide in the bunker, the ranger had always made a point to give them their love whenever she could. She knew her fate was coming since the beginning, after all, when her card had warned her, way back then, of that impending face-off with the rogue droid. But Taunt didn't want to believe it when they found her on the ground outside the doors. And they especially didn't want to believe it when Caretaker failed to wake her up. Even if they know that she's still in there, fighting for her life, they find it harder and harder to keep themself going every day. (This isn't going to have very many chapters, and I'm going to try to keep most chapters fairly short. This isn't meant to be a very long story since this is mostly for fun and not something that I wanted to have to dedicate too much time to.)

Sage Volkov has been alive for thousands of years. Everyone they've loved has died- at their own hands, for any living human they touch crumbles into dust. They're unable to get close to anyone and they've lost their will to live. Death--or Lola, as she prefers to be called--has observed Sage from afar for millennia, and has grown quite attached to them. She resolves to do anything she can to make Sage happy and keep them at her side, even as Fate tries to keep them apart. Lola and Sage strike a deal: if she can't change Sage's mind by the end of the year, then she'll finally end their life. [OPEN NOVELLA CONTEST SUBMISSION-BASED OFF PROMPT #114]

The Black Parade was never just a performance. A spectator enters the Parade. The ritual notices her. And the story begins to structured in Acts and Scenes, The Cracks in the Black Parade is a descent behind the stage, into the machinery of performance, control, and the moment a narrative stops obeying itself. This is not a retelling. It's what happens when the ritual breaks.

This story + nbmc is based on @tharjafans story "the hero in red". Go check their story out, I'm rereading it and it's peak, go show it some love. I also know I'm working on like 2 or 3 other stories but I just needed to get this idea out

Part 3: Something on the Enterprise starts to change. A thought arrives too early. A movement becomes too precise. A moment that should remain uncertain-but doesn't. As variation disappears, certainty takes its place. Because nothing feels wrong. Except to those who resist. Dr. McCoy refuses to accept a system without doubt, without choice. And as everything settles into perfect order, something else begins to disappear. The connection between Spock and Commander Lancaster sharpens within that silence-clear, controlled, and increasingly dangerous. Until something has to break. Because perfection does not change. And sometimes, it takes something irrational... to start anything at all.

Interstellar Alliance cultural consultant Tilara is on a diplomatic team sent to an Original Homeworld planet, Luminia, to facilitate ease of understanding of cultural customs to spur on a trade agreement between the native Ilukiné and IA, in the interests of the renewable energy the Ilukiné dominate and control. on a night roaming the arts district, she had become so well read on, Tilara meets Zikeré , and suddenly her galaxy is spinning Metalsmith Zikeré is scouting competition one evening when they come across a wonderful smelling being of an unfamiliar species. Zikeré soon realizes this is their Zuletí, their fated one, and amidst their celebration, Zikeré soon realizes these...humans... are not as comfortable with the concept of fate as their own kin, and to get their Zuletí blissfully in their arms, Zikeré must first track her halfway across the galaxy...

i hope they play fein!

don't let this siren cast her spell don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone © vintagemischief, 2026

Harry moved to a Muggle town near London, trying to fit in the world he had left behind, and trying to find a new meaning to his life. He somehow ended up with a Muggle lover, an American wizard friend and a job as a nude model. Cuddle therapy also revealed to be more successful than any magical meds he could've found. or Harry found a Muggle as traumatized as him. Together, they heal, they love, they stay. [Cross-posted on AO3]

The spirit world is broken and in desperate need of a restoration. True heroes and ancient beasts that once walked are now a thing of the past. Between the empty spaces of forgotten treasure halls there are whispers of one who has returned. One legend that can rise above the rest... Rooted in Chinese folklore, The Rising Sun Saga follows the perspectives of four unlikely heroes as they navigate friendships, love, and overcoming the impossible in an endless, dysfunctional spirit world. *Gorgeous cover art done by @artofgovi on Instagram*

₊ ⊹ᯓ★ No one was more feared than the King of Curses. You had been lucky enough to steal the one thing he didn't even know he owned. His heart. To the world, you were a loyal subject who laughed without regret. Sukuna knew better; you weren't as cruel as you made yourself out to be. He hoped you saw him the same way. જ⁀➴ ♡ ═══════ 𝑬𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂: ╰┈➤ ➜ Sorry for any grammar mistakes. .·°՞(¯□¯)՞°·. ➜ 𝑷𝑶𝑽: Non-binary (๑•̀؂•̀๑) ➜ 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕!! 𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔: Demon Slayer, EPIC, MHA, JJK, Lord of the Flies ➜ Not my art or characters! I don't own them. ٩(^‿^)۶ ➜ 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: Smut, death, violence ═══════ ➜ 𝑨/𝒏: ---------- ┊┊┊┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧ ┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　° ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　° ┊┊. ┊ ➶ ｡˚ 　　° *. * ·