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not my type
She hated her. She absolutely whole-heartedly without any trace of a doubt hated her fucking guts. She was childish, immature, juvenile, had a ridiculous sense of style she'd often, and naively so, refer to as "swag", and they had little to nothing in common. But she just couldn't let go of the best orgasm she had ever experienced in her entire life. I mean, they weren't even dating - heck, she barely knew the girl! Nobody has to know, right? ...I mean, right?Concluída![[HoàngxHuy] CẢNH SAU CÙNG 🎬 HOÀN](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/404365787-256-k718024.jpg)
[HoàngxHuy] CẢNH SAU CÙNG 🎬 HOÀN
Hoàng Huy/ Đỗ Nhật Hoàng Steven Nguyễn Fanfic KHÔNG CÓ THẬT, tất cả chỉ là sự delulu của tôi 😊 TAG NGƯỢC, HE HE HE HAPPY ENDING CÁI GÌ QUAN TRỌNG NHẮC N LẦN!!! ___________________________________ 'Gửi anh: Nguyễn Đỗ Nhật Hoàng' Nét chữ quen thuộc đến mức ngực Hoàng chùng xuống một nhịp. Hoàng đứng rất lâu bên cạnh bàn, tay cầm phong thư mà không mở. Bên ngoài, mưa bắt đầu nặng hạt hơn, từng giọt nước rơi xuống mái tôn nhà đối diện phát ra những âm thanh rời rạc, giống như một điệp khúc cũ bị lặp lại quá nhiều lần, đến mức chẳng còn ai muốn lắng nghe nữa. Cậu đặt phong thư xuống bàn, cố tình quay đi pha một tách cà phê. Đen, không đường. Nhiều năm rồi vẫn vậy. Có những thứ thay đổi, có những thứ không. Hoàng bưng cốc cà phê nóng, ngồi xuống, ngón tay vô thức lướt nhẹ trên mép phong thư. Giấy hơi ram ráp, mùi mực, mùi hồ, mùi gì đó không gọi được tên nhưng lại khiến trí nhớ cậu bắt đầu rục rịch thức dậy. "Ba năm rồi...", cậu tự nhủ, "Ba năm rồi mà vẫn còn nhận được thứ này..." Ngày người ta rời bỏ nhau, thường sẽ không ai nghĩ đến chuyện ba năm sau, mình sẽ nhận lại một tấm thiệp từ họ. Thiệp cưới.Concluída
LIVING A LIFE OF A SALTED FISH
Synopsis: It was the middle of the night; I encountered a robbery. I fought back, struggling, kicking the robber with my heels, and just like what happens in most cases, I was stabbed multiple times and died from blood loss. The next thing I knew; I found myself waking up in an unfamiliar room. Eventually, I found that everything is not mine, including my body. The face is similar to mine, but everything else is eccentric. Especially the woman who seems to have abducted me. Later on, I discovered that I transmigrated in the world of the Lily Novel I once read, and in the book, I have a similar name as the heroine, Nisha Sullivan. And the one who abducted me is the villainess, Ruhee Bellerose. The plot of the Lily Novel is simple; Ruhee will repeatedly imprison Nisha multipletimes, and Nisha will always end up being saved by the female-partner, Cleopatra Denisovan, until Nisha and Cleopatra become inseparable partners. I'm not sure how things went, but in the end, Cleopatra and Nisha got happily ever after. Ruhee, on the other hand, got exiled from the kingdom, living a life even poorer than a beggar. A sigh came out of my mouth. To be honest, I don't care about any of these characters. I just want to live an easy life like a salted fish. After all, I worked hard day and night in my past life, and I never experienced having an easy life. That's why! My only goal is to live a life doing nothing but sleep, eat, rest, and have fun! After a week of staying in Ruhee's mansion, I discovered that it wasn't so bad to stay as her prisoner. I get a meal three times a day, and there are maids around me who are always accompanying me wherever I go in the villa. So when Cleopatra came to me, trying to save me like a hero of justice; I decisively ran away, hiding behind Ruhee. "Help, someone is abducting me!" Cleopatra and Ruhee: "..." *** Content Tag: Transmigration, wlw, and Romance-Fantasy. CREATED DATE: OCTOBER 22, 2022.
The Freak Circus x Reader
You were loved. The Beloved Little Princess, the servants coo as the little girl passes through the halls with her brothers, always attentive and protective. Your father, albeit busy behind his desk, always made time for you. However that all changed when your new mother was introduced, a step-sister following. She reminded you of a doll. She was bright and cheerful at first but since your brothers didn't accept her, and your father barely paid attention to her, she started to act differently. Your new mother wanted to make her daughter the princess of the L/n family, and she will do anything, anything at all to make it happen. The first step was getting you out of the picture. Little by little, with staged accidents which her daughter gladly played the part, their love, trust, and respect for you disappeared. The pair always played the victim, accusing you of not wanting them to be apart of the family. Years flew by with this torment, no matter how much your pleaded, begged them to realize that you would never do any of that. They never listened, and the breaking point came when you finally realized that nothing will ever change. It will always be her, not you. So, the first chance you got you left that house. Best decision you could ever make. The small cramped apartment might be a drastic change from your lavish bedroom, but you were away from them. You wanted to turn a new leaf in this small city and have a normal loving life. Who knew that you'd be living a life far from normal as a horror circus rolls into town and you catch their attention when you saved their quiet Pierrot. The love you so craved from family, he will give it to you, destroy anything that dares to snuff it out, and give you all that is his. Though, he might not be the only one... The Game in question if any haven't played: https://garula.itch.io/the-freak-circus
(Multi! Blue Lock x Reader) BPM!
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗧𝗢𝗫𝗜𝗖 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗦𝗘 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗢 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗢𝗙𝗙 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗢𝗥 🅖🅞 🅓🅡🅘🅝🅚 🅜🅘🅛🅚 ~Art by Me~ ❝𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡.❞ You are (y/n), the child of global superstars, but you were born an enigma. Instead of crying at birth, you giggled. You have a rare neurological condition that mutes all negative emotions. Fear, anxiety, and panic are just words to you. You can be bored and annoyed, but it might be to the thing that normal people often furious about. Your life is a placid, level sea, and nothing can make a wave. ...Then, on your second birthday, he gives you a soccer ball. It's a key turning in a lock, the birth of your all-consuming ego. ⚠️ 𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐰 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 ⚠️ - Followed the main timeline of Blue Lock and Blue Lock events(mostly) - This is a 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗡, it's so, so long and will contain 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 - I will try my absolute best to stick to everyone's canon personalities but your favorite character might turn into a total asshole at some point based on my mood. 😇 My apologies in advance! 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴(Current or in the past) - 𝟭#: variousxreader, bluelock, bllk, reo, isagi, karasu, shido, shidou, bllkxreader, noa, otoya, itoshirin, sae, yukimiya, chigiri, ness, rin, hiori, nagi, kaiser, itoshi, yanderexreader, yandere, fanfiction
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 "𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃" - ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟꜰᴏʏ
❛❛ I hate that I made you love me. ❞ Viola Winslet and Draco Malfoy have spent years pretending to be polite family friends to please their parents while secretly despising each other at Hogwarts, where every encounter turns into a battle of insults, pride, and control. But when forced proximity and family expectations keep throwing them together, their hatred starts to blur into something neither of them is willing to name. disclaimer : these are my ideas, I will not tolerate any sort of copying or extreme heavy inspo. I also will not tolerate nonconsensual translating !! - enemies to lovers - slow burn - family friends - childhood "friends" - accurate/canon draco - mature themes - mature language - spoilers - spice Started: 06/13/26 Ended: ? tags: #1 malfoy #1 dracofanfic #1 dracotok #1 pureblood © xeylio
Thanh Xuân, Mình Có Nhau
Học đường, bách hợp, HE, nhẹ nhàngConcluída
skater boy - sapnap
"ɪ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ" from being skating competitors to twitch rivals, cassia black and sapnap have never gotten along. but one party has the power to change everything, and now they have to learn to get along to uphold their reputations. ↪ lowercase intended ↪ includes swearing, spice, & mature themes ↪ sapnap x oc do not share this with sapnap! and sapnap, if this does reach you, please do not read it/post about it! #1 in rivalstolovers (11/13/23) #1 in fakedating (12/26/24) #1 in skaterboy (02/27/24) #1 in mcytxoc (07/16/25) #1 in karljacobs (06/07/24) #1 in punz (10/07/24) #2 in sapnapxoc (07/18/24) #2 in minecraft (01/28/25) #2 in tommyinnit (10/12/25) #2 in dsmp (08/04/24) #3 in dreamwastaken (08/04/24) #3 in foolishgamers (07/16/25) #4 in sapnap (01/04/24) #4 in quackity (03/13/24) 08/22/23 - 02/11/25Concluída
The Girls He Left Behind
Six years ago, Noah walked away from the love of her life without explanation. What Jude never knew... was that she was carrying his child. Now, years later, their worlds collide again in the most unexpected place-a football match. He's famous. She's hiding a secret. And the truth? It's been waiting six years to be told.![Forward | Rewind to Tomorrow [Michael Jackson]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/157195452-256-k119117.jpg)
Forward | Rewind to Tomorrow [Michael Jackson]
"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.
She hated her. She absolutely whole-heartedly without any trace of a doubt hated her fucking guts. She was childish, immature, juvenile, had a ridiculous sense of style she'd often, and naively so, refer to as "swag", and they had little to nothing in common. But she just couldn't let go of the best orgasm she had ever experienced in her entire life. I mean, they weren't even dating - heck, she barely knew the girl! Nobody has to know, right? ...I mean, right?
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