Part-Time Man [Discontinued]

"You liked him this whole time?" "Not... not the whole time..." • Your kinda basic college love story :) -Fluff -Angst? (just a little, idk if it's necessary to inform) -Cliche, but i guess it gets better towards the end

What happens when rich meets poor? Why, disaster, of course.

You think your dead-end retail job is bad? You think the worst job ever could be found under the Golden Arches? You think your boss is a jerk? Try me. I'm a grim reaper, one of billions. It's still not enough, so we're all overworked--and I'm new. So, like any newbie, I get the jobs nobody else wants. Like cleaning up after the really crazy people. Like finding sunken submarines. Like going through the children's ward at a hospital. Make no mistake. Your job is heaven compared to mine. Made mature for language and mentions of death, violence, murder, and suicide.

In a world full of unique, powerful quirks, you were born with one that wasn't all the interesting. Sure, weird and wacky quirks appeared all the time and eventually, with a lot of hard work, can be harnessed into something greater. Great enough to carry the title of hero! But with a quirk like yours, everyone thought it was best you got in the family business instead. Your fate was sealed the second they saw you painting without a brush. You were told you were supposed to move to the States. Go to school and eventually start working at that fancy studio your uncle owned with a close friend of his. Your future was set and written as far as you knew. So why did you want to become a hero? What changed your mind? What made you stay? To try and become something you clearly weren't. Well, scary old drawings aren't that threatning until they start to move. And when they started to talk. Boy, were they convincing. I do not own My Hero Academia, Bendy and the Ink Machine, or any of the photos and videos used here. This is a fanfic.

"What to do while I wait for people" "Why wait at all? Maybe you should just close the store down and give up on this place" "Or a nicer thing to do is count how many books or maybe see how many pages you can read in ten minutes"

"What if the right person is also your Mr. So Wrong?" *** Her lips touched and teased and coaxed him and he felt her touch in every cell and every bone. Soft and supple, her body was around him. Everywhere. She was everywhere. He was hungry for more, but he couldn't break this sweetness. Shy and timid, she kissed like herself. All so innocent, but incredibly passionate. The kiss was gentle, yet also fire. And he couldn't help anymore. He wanted more. He pushed her back gently and her back hit the wall and he pressed himself to her amazing body. "Ah." He thought. "Can I really stay away after this?" "I can't." She thought. ~~~ A guy, a girl, a contract and sizzling sexual tension brewing between them. Is it possible for them to come out of it with zero casualties? ~~~ "I'll give you a place to stay and I'll pay you, all you have to do is to pretend to be my wife for an year, in return. It is that easy." Or is it? With a contract, their deal is filed, signed and sealed with a kiss. Finally, Alexandra will have a home, have someone to back her up in the fight of getting back what is legally hers. Logan will have the revenge he wants against his ex-girlfriend, Stacy. Gambling with the matters of heart is just dangerous. You might hit the jackpot or you will be neck deep in heartbreak. It all depends on the cards that have been dealt to you. And they will both realize it soon enough, when their heart take over their brain. ___

"I want you to act as my fiancée for six months," Gabriel said evenly. "And I'll pay you ten million dollars." "What?!" Nicole yelled, her voice echoing through the room. A marriage built on paper. A love written between the lines. Nicole knew the rules from the beginning. One year. No feelings. No expectations. Gabriel knew them too-yet somehow, everything changed. Between quiet glances, unspoken longing, and moments that felt too real to ignore, a simple arrangement turned into something neither of them was prepared for. But when the time comes to walk away, will they honor the deal they made... or the love they never meant to find? #1 in Rich man Poor woman 17/05/2026 #2 in contract marriage 28/04/2026 #1 in lonely 20/04/2026 #1 in unspoken feelings 27/03/2026 #1 in business deal 06/03/2026 #1 in unspoken feelings 06/03/2026 #1 in wealth 31/08/2023 #9 in love 5/5/2023 #1 in wedding 5/4/2021 #2 in business deal 5/4/2021 #2 in billionaire 17/3/2021 #2 in Age difference

In the future, science has found a way to re-animate the dead and make them pliant servants for the wealthy. They buy the units for 10,000 for a base model. More attractive units sell higher as well as the more physically fit the model is the higher the price. The units are used for anything and everything their owner wants, from household work to administrative duties, to even being sexual companions. They are each programmed with a hard drive in their brain that works like a computer and allows them to have a quick mind and agility, as well as nano machines in their body to repair any damage that can occur with normal usage. There are some people who still view the units as a dead body and have trouble interacting with them in their daily life. But most of the population is too poor to even afford one so this problem is left to the upper classes that can buy the units. For some, poverty is worse than death. For one Porcelyn, death is just the start.

"You're so useless!" "Why are you even alive" "Shut up you weakling!" "You might as well live on the streets you ungrateful bitch!" "You don't belong to this family. Go somewhere else you useless scum" "Face it y/n we can't be hero's no matter how hard you try." "How do you intend to be a hero with such a weak quirk?" "With a useless quirk like that, don't you want more?" * It's been 8 years since I got a better quirk. It doesn't matter anymore. Its been 8 years since I noticed that heroes and villains don't exist in this world. It's all based on quirks. It's been 8 years since I realized that this society is fucked up. Your either useless or powerful.

When a man have everything everyone would ask for, but love, finds someone he fell love at first sight at a gay bar. " Wait- hahaha? You like me? " " Yes, I'll pay you and buy everything you want. But be someone who'll fulfill all of my needs. " " pft- like a sugar daddy? " " whatever you call it. " " Five thousand a day? " " Ten thousand a day. " " Damn, Deal. "