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WARNING contains heavy mature sexual content, alcohol, drugs. Hashirama x Madara. "You lied to me..." "Madara, love, please listen, PLEASE..." "YOU LIED TO ME!!" There were tears in his eyes. The most precious thing I had veer laid eyes on. The most precious thing I had ever had. I had made him cry. I couldn't lose him. I couldn't live with myself if I lost him. "Take your pathetic excuses of friends and fucking LEAVE!" I craved it... The genuineness, the realness, the person that was HIM, and him alone. I was done with the facade that was my friends, my clothes, my poise, my life. My real life was HIM. And he asked me to leave. Madara is a first-year law student mourning the death of his younger brother Izuna who died in a heroin overdose. Hashirama is a fifth-year law student, the best in their highly regarded university, but he feels there is something off with the way he's living his life. Enter an alternative, clumsy raven boy with a thick mane of black hair and you get magic...

She's lovely I take daring glances toward the girl sitting in the back of the room. I like talking to her. Her voice is smoother than velvet and her eyes more captivating than any I've ever seen. Momo Yaoyorozu, my best friend. I wonder if she likes the way I talk, or my eyes, or any of my little idiosyncrasies like I adore her's. I adore everything about her. That sounds romantic...But, it's not like that! I just think she's cool. We're just two straight girls who like hanging out together. Straight... Definitely. All of the characters in this are part of My Hero Academia ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠️ Homophobia Gender Dysphoria Self-harm Depression Rape #1 in #glg #1 in #momojiro #6 in #momojirou #80 in #nonbinary Admittedly, it isn't exactly glg or yuri, but those ended up being very popular tags. Glnb would be more accurate, but this would probably be the only story in that tag, so let's just go with glg. Sorry Jiro

Through blurred eyes I saw Runa bit into the strawberry that was drenched in my cum. After not being able to cum for 3 times because of a strawberry in my pussy , I feel Ike I might pass out. "Ty vyglyadish' tak krasivo, kogda konchayesh', detka" she said, pumping two fingers inside me. Fuck . Hearing her speak Russian might make me come again. ~°•°~ Esmeralda , a 20-yr old girl loves reading her novels, she reads it wherever she goes. Whether it be in the grocery, to university, even on afternoon walks. Her biggest dream is to find someone like the guys in her novels "That a big dream of mine" she'd always say to herself. One day she realizes she has a stalker . Shes happy but scared at the same time. She's shocked when she sees her stalker, turns out it wasn't a guy it was a woman. (TW❗️) •Language •Use of drugs •Violence •Stalking •Smut •Sexual Assault •Use of sex toys

"You're not disgusting and worthless. You hear me?" He grabs my face on either side, "You're one of the manliest people I know. You're so strong and brave and I- I lov- I like that about you. I look up to you; so much." His gaze flicks down to my lips for a millisecond. Our faces are so close that we're sharing breath. "Bakugou you.. You are one of the most amazing people I've ever met." This story takes place in a quirkless collage AU *\(^o^)/* There will be lots of cursing. I don't know why some of y'all think a story written from Bakugou's perspective won't have foul language, but there will be a fucktastic amount of cursing in this one so get ready ;) Chapters average around 4,000 words owo TW// depression, anxiety, suicide, eating disorders, self harm, death --THIS IS INTENSE!!! Please read at your own discretion!-- (there will be a happy ending ;) I promise!) Completed! Although I may continue making some edits to it in the near future. Happy readingggg!! \(( 'w' ))/

I wait for him to look at me. "The fuck you staring at me for,bitch??" He snarls. I lean in quickly,pressing my lips to his. He freezes,eyes widening. Then he suddenly shoved me away,hard. I lost my balance and fell back. "Ew,the fuck you putting your girl germs on me for? Just because we're childhood friends doesn't mean I prefer your sushi over cock." "You kissed me last time and didn't wipe your lips!" He shrugs,looking forward. "That was different." I shove him,angrily. "Kiss me!" He narrows his eyes,shoving me back. "The fuck you raising your voice at??" I get in his face. "The only motherfucker here,you stupid or some shit?" He stares at me for a long time. Then ..."don't do that." "Do what?" I ask. "the attitude thing. Stop it." He looks forward again and I smile,smugly. "Why,am I intimidating?" I grin. "Intimidating?" He looks at me,thumping his cigarette. "Honey,you could never intimidate me." "Then why should I stop?" He leans in my face. "because when you get an attitude like that,it makes me want to fuck the shit out of you." He brushes past me without another word. ×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•×•× Vivian finally got into the college of her dreams,with attempting to ignore its weird condition. in attempts to find herself,she also ends up finding herself in more than just a love triangle. she isn't quite aware of her feelings yet,or why she was such an outcast before she became an adult,but she's determined to find true love among the multiple love choices that cross her mind daily. also attempting to find her meaning in life and why she was born with certain powers not all possess. from sneaking into a male boarding house,disguised as a male to being seduced by her childhood male best friends as well as falling for complete assholes,ghosts and even realizing she might be bisexual. she's in quite the pickle.

I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.

Nuestro Sí? Sí. es una historia sobre el amor joven, el autodescubrimiento y los lazos familiares. Algunas historias de amor comienzan con un "sí", otras con incertidumbre, y algunas se escriben entre líneas de conversaciones nocturnas, miradas prolongadas y la silenciosa valentía de dos almas que buscan encontrarse. A través de mensajes llenos de risas, vulnerabilidad y revelaciones sinceras, Rafa de 22 años casi 23, que enfrenta las expectativas sociales y la homofobia internalizada-explora un romance reavivado con Martin, de 30 años recién cumplidos. Entre la paciencia tejida en el destino y una conexión tan profunda que convirtió cada amor pasado en un mero prólogo, su viaje se convierte en más que una historia de amor: es un camino hacia el autodescubrimiento, la fe y la aceptación de su verdadero ser. Porque hay amores que transforman, que desafían la duda y que enseñan que, a veces, lo más valioso es aquello que se construye con el tiempo. ¿Será su "sí" un destino escrito? ¿O se convertirá en un "qué hubiera sido" perdido en los ecos del tiempo y las circunstancias?

K y'all this is probably gonna be angsty and I don't really have a plan for it but I'm trying to get back into writing so hopefully it works out- it's a kirideku, as you can see but there will be bakudeku angst I'm gonna be improvising and I have a few ideas just read it if you wanna know- Volume 2: https://my.w.tt/FSeAny0bm9 posted onto @_paragonofvirtue

❝ I was shaking, my heart pounding out of my chest. I was holding onto the real Shinso and although I didn't remember him being here before, I squeezed him tighter in fear of being sucked back into my own head again. Tears welled up in my eyes, my entire body still processing what had just happened. I still wasn't entirely sure if it was even real, which only made the thought worse. ❞ It had been years since the graduation of Class 1A and the rise of the new generation of pro heroes. Crime had died down and the town lived peacefully with heroes becoming more of a mascot rather than actual crime fighters. Kaminari had made a decent life for himself, not having to worry about villains and evil. However, on a random day, the sudden supernatural death of the second top pro hero rattled the town. A familiar man who Kaminari had watched grow up in the corner of his classroom. Villains were back and it left everybody in shock. Nobody had answers so Kaminari decided to take it into his own hands. He had no choice but to team up with the only person who truly knew what had happened, somebody he had history with in high school.