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As Above (So Below)

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MGA BUMASA 2,935
Mga Boto 149
Mga Parte 16
Oras 8h 38m

MGA BUMASA 2,935
Mga Boto 149
Mga Parte 16
Oras 8h 38m

starlightonthewaves

Mature

boyxboy gojoxgeto hungergames satoruxsuguru satosugu

There was a ritual in it, Satoru thought - buttoning up the nicest shirt he owned, freshly ironed with the wrinkleless slacks he only ever took out for that day. He brushed his hair out in soothing, repeated motions. Once, twice, thrice; over and over as he breathed deep and slow. He was a metronome, following the tempo of his anxieties, preparing for the day to come. As he slid his round, blacked-out sunglasses on, he couldn't shake the feeling something truly terrible was about to happen. He tried to ignore it, hoping he was wrong - that it was just paranoia.
He'd never been wrong before.
He knew he wasn't wrong this time.
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It was like waking up and feeling like the air had changed. Or how some describe how they know when a family member has passed before someone breaks the news. Suguru felt like his lifeline had been trimmed. Like something beyond decided that today would be his day. The final step. And his actions hadn't helped. Since last year he'd stacked the odds against himself, putting ticket after ticket into the reaping for another bag of grain, another piece of meat. It kept them fed, but the cost was coming. He knew. He just did.
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or; alternating pov hunger games auAll Rights Reserved

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The Citizen Soldier (DNF) ni CheetahBoi

!!Trigger warning: suicide, Implied/Referenced Self Harm!! Warnings before sections. . This book is currently discontinued, if I find motivation to finish it it is not in the foreseeable future. . "Trust me." His voice was soft and calming, the way that a good father could be assumed to sound. "This isn't what you want, it never has been and it never will be. Confusion is difficult to work through, but if you just let me help you, I can show you that it can be worked through." He rolled up his sleeve, showing several white streaks across his skin. The other was shocked. "N-no, I'm not good for anything, I'm nothing there's nothing for me." He shook his head many times, holding it in his hands after a bit. "No." "Can I touch you?" The boy who was trying to help this poor soul had approached a few paces. His voice was now quieter, more soft, and still caring. The boy at the bridge took a moment to think, then nodded his approval. The savior gently took the boy's hands delicately in his own and gently pulled the boy back. Well, less of a pull and more of a gentle suggestion. It worked and the boy stumbled down off of the edge. The boy started to cry. How could he be so weak that a boy, the same age as him, who seemed to have the same ideas and hatred toward himself as he, could keep him from stepping off? The other simply gently led him to his vehicle and took out a water bottle out of the backseat. The boy took it and looked at it suspiciously. "It's untampered, look, it's still sealed." Upon seeing this, the boy opened it and took a few sips of water. "Thank you. For the water." The savior smiled. "It's nothing much." He shrugged. "Have a phone? If you want I can put my number in and then you'll always be able to tell someone if you're having a pissy day." Surprisingly enough, the boy agreed. . They would both be around twenty.

Drake's Kitten (completed) ni Yellow1017

He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

Blind As a Bat [1st book complete] ni Azruek

Book 1 He was cast to the edges of his clan. His father could not stand to even look at him. His baby sister probably didn't even know he was her brother... All because he, unlike all other vampire (The correct terminology will be Wanpyrkos; van-peer-coe-s) kind, was born blind. And what do all creatures do to those that are different, those that do not fit society, those that they think should not have been born to this civilized society...? [Book Cover Made by the wonderful THEMIDNIGHTECLIPSE13] - thank you! I'm only introducing the perspective of the main character for the first part. Things change drastically soon after that. [BDSM entries are clearly marked and written so they can be skipped without affecting the story] ***A couple scenes to whet your palate*** 1. "Uh, we heal from pretty much everything and anything. Have you ever tried physically damaging your eyes to see if they would fully heal?" "N-no. No, it doesn't work," I forced out, my voice a little strangled and cracking before hardening. "And stuff like that, isn't that just wrong?! Hurting someone just to 'fix' them." 2. I leaned and he met me, our soft lips touching and moving perfectly on each other's. I felt as his tongue ran the slit of my lips, my tongue coming to graze it as it passed over, knowing doing so was like catnip to him. He leaned closer, and I shivered as his hands ran from low on my hips and grazed along and up my ribs, pulling my chest closer to his so my body arched and rubbed against him. I hummed in appreciation. [warning: so far aggressive or physical bullying and maybe a little kidnappage and sexual themes as well as possible trigger warnings]

| 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 | 18+ SUNSUN ni Tikooluv

"I love you, Kim Sunoo," shouted the older, breathless from the short climb, his voice soaring over the waves and into the wind. The sound echoed-loud, clear, impossible to take back. Then with a shaky inhale and tear-brimmed eyes, the younger stepped forward and hugged the older tightly, almost melting into his warmth. "I-I love you too, Sunghoon." Everything's going fine between them.... is it? Or is it the silence before the storm? ------ Soon the man spoke "It's time to reverse the dice darling, 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮" finishing his sentence with rageful eyes before letting the other person speak- he closed the remaining distance between them and....and let's dive into the story to know what's the game about and what's behind it We're going on the right path or we're blinded by some lies which we never knew it existed ∆ No real life characters are harmed in this story. it's just a fiction, don't try to relate real life characters and events with this story. remember you clicked on this because you're interested so I won't tolerate any hateful comments on my story ∆ Every word you read comes from my own imagination. If it ever feels similar to any other work, it's simply a coincidence-we're all storytellers whose shadows sometimes touch. A story with so many plot twists❕ ⚠️ WARNINGS❗ Mature themes Crime Blood Murder Trauma

My Pulse, Your Track | BakuDeku ni vibbi_vv

1. Go out with friends. 2. Enter an illegal racing arena. 3. Get separated from said friends. 4. Witness a hoverboard defy gravity like it's nothing. 5. Catch feelings for the green-haired champion who dominates the tracks and rides like he owns physics. This is a list of things you don't do in one night, in that specific order. Bakugou Katsuki does them all. In one night. In that specific order. He's not supposed to be here. He doesn't 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 to be here. Doesn't belong in places like this, where neon bleeds into smoke and engines scream louder than thoughts. He was all but dragged by four unrelenting individuals. And he thinks the night can't go any more off-course. But Midoriya "Usagi" Izuku is fast---he flies like he's got nothing left to lose and everything to win---and when he sees him, riding like gravity's a choice, Katsuki forgets every reason he came. And every reason he should've left. _ Midoriya Izuku is a name the underground chants like gospel. He rides like the city's burning behind him. He wins like it's finish first or die. And yeah, he's good at a lot of things: tech, speed, strategy, defying gravity on a board he built with his own hands in middle school. For these reasons and then some, he owns the track. But nothing prepares him for the sharp-eyed stranger in the crowd who watches him like everyone around is frozen in time, him the only one in motion. All red eyes and tension and something sharp beneath that snarl. Or for when his rhythm almost stutters. Just once, barely a second. Barely something anyone else would notice. But it might as well be considered a natural disaster because Midoriya Izuku's rhythm never stutters. Neither of them is looking for a distraction. Especially not each other. But the city doesn't care what they want. The engines don't stop burning for their comfort. And fate? She's got a sick sense of humor. And, well, who doesn't laugh at a sick joke every once in a while?

𝒲ICKED GAMES · ʲᵘʲᵘᵗˢᵘ ᵏᵃⁱˢᵉⁿ ni CYBERSEXXED

WICKED GAMES . 𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪𝗘𝗥 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗗 ↳ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ʷⁱˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿ ⁻ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ ⁻ ᶠᵘⁿⁿʸ ᵘˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵉˣᵘᵃˡ ᵗᵃˡᵏ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛsᴜ ᴋᴀɪsᴇɴ ı 𝗷𝘂𝗷𝘂𝘁𝘀𝘂 𝗸𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗻 𝙭 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝙞𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘃𝗵𝘀 𝙩𝗮𝗽𝗲 𝟬𝟬𝟬 · the daughter of two jujutsu sorcerers seeks out the clues behind her father's death by sneaking away from her godfather and hanging out with curses formed as people. ＠ ᴄʏʙᴇʀsᴇxxᴇᴅᴛᴀᴘᴇᴢ ．

REWRITE THE STARS ・S. Gojo x OC ni xmidnightsky_

The throbbing in her head was getting worse by every second. Tears ran down Jun's face and the memories of her childhood and youth hit her harder than she had ever thought. "Breath. Deeply in and out.", Gojo said looking down at her worriedly, not knowing what to do at that moment. Never before had he seen her like this and never before had he felt this fear in his body. Jun already knew this and yet this time it was different. The walls that were built inside her slowly crumbled and she fell into a kind of shock, because all that she had been taught now felt as if it had been a single lie. The pain, the agony and the torture...all that came back within seconds and the only thing she had left was to trust the person who was kneeling in front of her and trying to free her from her own hell. »»----　★　----«« This story doesn't always follow the plot line of the Manga or the Anime. The story is contrived and will include fights here and there, but I want to focus on the interpersonal contact of each character and of course Jun's character development. »»----　★　----«« This story includes following sensitive topics: ➙ strong language ➙ smut ➙ violence ➙ suicidal thoughts ➙ suicide attempts ➙ depressive thoughts »»----　★　----«« 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝟐𝟖/𝟎𝟐/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟓/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒: 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 »»----　★　----«« 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #1 - jjkfanfic | 18/10/2022 #1 - satorugojo | 30/01/2023 #1 - satoru | 29/04/2023 »»----　★　----«« I don't have the rights of Jujutsu Kaisen. All rights reserved by the Author Gege Akutami.

"Almost Enough." ni mwahsatoru

"Almost Enough." takes place as Suguru is going through his mental spiral. He tried to leave Satoru and being a Jujutsu Sorcerer behind as a whole that summer when he realized all they were only needed for but Satoru didn't want him to because Satoru was clueless about this fact. So he convinced him to come back and stay and be a Jujutsu Sorcerer so they could be the strongest together. So now it's their third year at Tokyo Jujutsu High/Tech and Suguru hadn't gotten any better. He didn't try to make any progress once he got back. He would stay in his dorm, locked away from Satoru and their other friends while they were all training and getting better. So when their third school year finally started, he was still in shambles and he was considered "weak" and "less than" the rest of his friends. He didn't want this anyway, he wanted to leave and not come back. Yet he also wanted to make Satoru happy. So he stayed. This is the Wattpd public version of my fanfiction "Almost Enough." I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. There are a lot of meanings in this story with some of the things written. If you can't pick up on it but want to feel a deeper connection with the story and the characters I highly recommend you look it up because that's how I got the meanings lmao PS. I love SatoSugu, I don't know why I did this to them. I've had multiple dreams about this fanfic and I've cried while writing this multiple times and I KNEW what was going to happen, so I hope it has a better effect on you all :3 ENJOY!! (Nickname credit to: @OwwlllY on Twitter)

... ni Lil_Mushroom_Village

Corrupt: A BTS Fanfic Book One [Completed] ni acrylictea

-Sneak Peek- "Shit." He groaned "What are we gonna do? No one else knows where this place is." He added "We're screwed." I sighed and nodded my head, tears forming. "How much did you get shot?" I asked weakly "Five times." He answered in pain "It's getting hard to breath bro, one's in my chest." He groaned "Damnit." He sighed. Bye this time, his blood had already reached mine. "Never thought I'd be laying in my friends blood." he laughed weakly "Never thought I'd be laying in mine either though." He added. I coughed up blood and a pain shot up my chest as I gasped for air. Is this what suffering feels like? My vision started to blur and I knew I had lost about a pint of blood or so, in the last ten minutes. ~Read to find out more~ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED DO NOT PLAGIARIZE OR COPY ANY OF THIS BOOKS CONTENTS ___________________________________________________________________________________ Corrupt: A BTS FanFiction -Lost friends- -Lost lives- -Corrupt people- -Corrupt world

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The Citizen Soldier (DNF) cover

Drake's Kitten (completed) cover

Blind As a Bat [1st book complete] cover

| 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 | 18+ SUNSUN cover

My Pulse, Your Track | BakuDeku cover

𝒲ICKED GAMES · ʲᵘʲᵘᵗˢᵘ ᵏᵃⁱˢᵉⁿ cover

REWRITE THE STARS ・S. Gojo x OC cover

"Almost Enough." cover

Corrupt: A BTS Fanfic Book One [Completed] cover

The Citizen Soldier (DNF)

!!Trigger warning: suicide, Implied/Referenced Self Harm!! Warnings before sections. . This book is currently discontinued, if I find motivation to finish it it is not in the foreseeable future. . "Trust me." His voice was soft and calming, the way that a good father could be assumed to sound. "This isn't what you want, it never has been and it never will be. Confusion is difficult to work through, but if you just let me help you, I can show you that it can be worked through." He rolled up his sleeve, showing several white streaks across his skin. The other was shocked. "N-no, I'm not good for anything, I'm nothing there's nothing for me." He shook his head many times, holding it in his hands after a bit. "No." "Can I touch you?" The boy who was trying to help this poor soul had approached a few paces. His voice was now quieter, more soft, and still caring. The boy at the bridge took a moment to think, then nodded his approval. The savior gently took the boy's hands delicately in his own and gently pulled the boy back. Well, less of a pull and more of a gentle suggestion. It worked and the boy stumbled down off of the edge. The boy started to cry. How could he be so weak that a boy, the same age as him, who seemed to have the same ideas and hatred toward himself as he, could keep him from stepping off? The other simply gently led him to his vehicle and took out a water bottle out of the backseat. The boy took it and looked at it suspiciously. "It's untampered, look, it's still sealed." Upon seeing this, the boy opened it and took a few sips of water. "Thank you. For the water." The savior smiled. "It's nothing much." He shrugged. "Have a phone? If you want I can put my number in and then you'll always be able to tell someone if you're having a pissy day." Surprisingly enough, the boy agreed. . They would both be around twenty.

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