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Taehyung is sixteen-wide-eyed and far too curious for his own good. Every time his father's colleague enters the room, his chest flutters, and he tells himself it's just a harmless crush. But Jungkook, twenty-seven, with calm eyes that seemed to see everything except him, noticed absolutely nothing. To Jungkook, Taehyung is just a kid. That's all. But to Taehyung, Jungkook is everything he shouldn't want. Some disasters don't come with warnings. They come with a smile, a stolen glance...and a secret that was never meant to be shared. And in the end, only one question remains.... was it really worth it? ☆Top- Jeon Jungkook ☆Bottom- Kim Taehyung #AgeGap #HeavyAngst #DarkEmotionalThemes #Slowburn #ForbiddenLove Do not report or repost.

Lorelai Daisy Slater was a quiet girl. She worked hard for what she had, put a lot of effort into her studies, and was ready for the real world. She worked hard to transfer from a little community college to Briar U. She thought it was gonna be an easy two years, work at Malones, get a scholarship, and get a stable job once she graduates, but the Briar U boys seem to be interested in her. Rory had thought she left it all behind, but when Dean DiLaurentis recognizes her, she knows it's gonna be hard to avoid him. She sneaks around him at Malones, the Hockey rink, when she sneaks in to skate, and even on campus. But how long until the boys succeed and get Rory to finally talk to them?

The story will thrive on the clash between Taehyung's Seoul-bred arrogance and Jungkook's Busan-bred sass. While their families represent two different kinds of power-Money vs. Law-the two "brats" will find themselves at odds before the "slow burn" romance begins to ignite. Top - Tae Bottom Kook Sideshipps Namjin Yoonmin jhope lisa I don't own any pics used in the story, credit goes to the rightful owner. English is not my first language. It's just a fanfiction, no hate for anyone. The story is completely based on my imagination.

Sloan DiLaurentis didn't mean to find a home in Briar's hockey house. But somewhere between the midnight kitchen conversations, shared hoodies, and Beau Maxwell showing up at her door every night asking to cuddle, the house-and the people inside it-started feeling like hers. Beau was never supposed to be more than harmless flirting. Except now he knows her coffee order, sleeps better beside her, and looks at her like she's his favorite thing in the world. And Sloan's starting to realize she might feel the same way. Too bad keeping secrets in a house full of hockey players is almost impossible. Especially when everyone already knows they're in love. Everyone except Dean.

Y/N is a shapeshifting anomaly forced to help Billy Butcher tear down Vought. But surviving the world's deadliest heroes becomes the least of his worries when the most powerful, terrifying woman on Earth sets her sights on him. Vought's untouchable, starry-caped goddess doesn't just want mankind's worship. Homelander She wants him.

[Male! Wednesday Addams x Reader] ❝𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒏 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆'𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉...❞ -❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝒎𝒆? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝗺𝗲?❞ ••• -❝𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆... 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈❞ season 1: in progress season 2: ×

A cold CEO raising his one-year-old son alone. A struggling actor with no family and no money. One unexpected moment-Taehyung's baby smiles only at Jungkook. And from that day, the boy who had nothing... starts becoming the baby's mamma. plot:- • Top Taehyung • Bottom Jungkook • Mpreg • Breastfeeding • Single Father Taehyung • Struggling Actor Jungkook • Baby (1 year old) • Fluff × Comfort × Healing • Slow Romance • Fate + Family Bond • CEO × Actor • Cute domestic scenes This story is a fanfiction, and all characters, situations, and events are purely fictional and created for entertainment. It is not meant to offend, harm, or disrespect anyone. If you feel uncomfortable with such themes, please feel free to skip. Thank you for reading and supporting the story. 💜 📢 [This work is original and belongs to me. I do not grant permission to anyone to translate this book to any languages.] hope you enjoy 🩷✨💌💜

Nagashima Yuki finally transmigrated. More precisely, she reincarnated, straight into the deadly world of Jujutsu Kaisen. The moment she realized where she was, Yuki was thrilled. "Yes! I even got an awesome cursed technique! Time to join the protagonist squad!" All she had to do now was wait for recruitment. After all, wasn't a certain irresponsible white-haired teacher supposed to show up and bring talented kids to Jujutsu High? So she waited. And waited. And waited. "Why hasn't that white-haired teacher come to pick me up yet?! Hurry up and take me to Jujutsu High already!" But instead of an invitation... She attracted the attention of curse users. Now she's being hunted. Constantly. "Where are you, Gojo Satoru?! If Tokyo Jujutsu High won't take me, what about Kyoto?! Somebody recruit me already, please!!" When her life finally becomes impossible to maintain thanks to endless attacks, Yuki reaches a devastating conclusion: "This JJK production crew is way too dangerous! I quit the protagonist team!" And just before she walks into the darkness to fight it on her own terms, she glances back one last time at the school she once dreamed of joining. With tears in her eyes, she shouts toward the sky- "Gojo Satoru! Do you even know what you've lost?!" *** Gojo Satoru was born the strongest. In his entire life, only two things ever slipped through his fingers because he wasn't strong enough. One was the man who nearly killed him - Toji Fushiguro. The other was the mysterious person who appeared after his revival and took Toji away. Sorcerers inherit techniques. That person could dismantle them. Sorcerers attack with cursed energy. That person was immune. Sorcerers stand for justice. That person simply turned around, and walked into the darkness. Her name was Nagashima Yuki. And in the eyes of the jujutsu world, she was someone who stood completely opposite to sorcerers.

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

"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.