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Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose
Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose
American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers). Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football. A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?
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Safety
Safety
A fanfiction about Lady Alcina Dimitrescu and one of her servants, an enby named Sasha.On a fateful encounter in the library at night, things are set in motion that will change their life forever - from a simple staff member, they are to rise into the position of her new handservant and dutifully do their tasks despite every hardship tossed at them.... hardships that eventually involve feelings.(Fluff, Angst and eventual Smut.)(Occassionally with Fanart at the end of a chapter.)
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If It's Better To Bet On Us, I'll Double Down
If It's Better To Bet On Us, I'll Double Down
“Like, you know, wouldn’t it be funny if we pretended to date and like… Acted all mushy and over the top to show Taehyung and Namjoon how gross they are?” “That -” Yoongi cuts off, head tilting to the side. “I guess that would be funny.” He pauses. “We should do it.” And this is not at all what Jungkook expected. He’s not entirely sure if Yoongi is joking or not. “I - are you serious?” He expected Yoongi to object, to tell him he’s being ridiculous, or laugh it off. It’s a crazy idea, it doesn’t even make sense. But Yoongi isn’t staring at him like he’s crazy. “Sure.” Yoongi shrugs. “I mean, this is the stupidest fucking idea I’ve ever heard.” “Hey!” Yoongi grins. “But what could go wrong?” -OR- United by their mutual disgust for their grossly in love roommates, Jungkook and Yoongi decide to pretend to date to give them a taste of their own medicine. And that should be fine, no big deal, probably just a funny story to tell later… Right?
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Angelic Sins
Angelic Sins
Many sinners will tell you just how frightening the King of Hell truly is. From the way he holds himself up in battle to the way he loves his daughter and wife. That's what the public said, anyway. He had to make Charlie happy. He had to, there was no other way about it. She was in fact his everything. He couldn't risk losing her again. Even if risking revealing the worst parts of himself to an unexpected, annoying, self-centered, certain Overlord.
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Indulging
Indulging
Lucifer’s tongue caught the razor-sharp tip of Alastor’s tooth and golden blood spilled. Instead of wiping it away, Lucifer stared directly into Alastor’s eyes and leaned back in to lick the taste of his angelic blood into Alastor’s mouth. Sequel to "Guilty Pleasures" but can be read as a stand alone fic.
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miss you like crazy
miss you like crazy
Deku has been gone for two days visiting his mom and already Katsuki was losing his mind. He had never considered himself to be a particularly sexual person before he and Deku started dating. It was like something in him had snapped once they crossed that threshold in their relationship and had sex for the first time. As if the floodgates that had been holding back nearly 18 years worth of sexual desire had come crashing down. Now, he could barely make it a full day before he was pawing at Deku’s crotch like a horny dog. It was truly embarrassing. or Deku comes back from a four day trip to put Katsuki through the mattress just like Katsuki's been craving.
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You've Been My Muse for a Long Time
You've Been My Muse for a Long Time
There aren’t many instances in which Henry would claim he exhibits a colorful vocabulary. In fact, he could likely list them on one hand: when wretched people say the most bigoted things, when the local grocer has run out of their Jaffa Cake stock in the minuscule international aisle, when he gets bored and resorts to writing homoerotic poetry in his moleskin journal with a fountain pen like some lovelorn literary scholar from the eighteenth century. And now, when he’s assigned to a gig he doesn’t want to be at. As in, he would rather publish said poetry to the unrelenting, merciless masses of the internet than be at this gig. “You must be bloody fucking kidding me.” - Or, When Rolling Stone names Alex Claremont-Diaz as the number one rising star to look out for, Henry is tasked with the sole responsibility of photographing him for their cover shot. Which, truly, wouldn’t be an issue—it’s an incredible opportunity—except Henry doesn’t trust that miscreant to be within ten feet of him ever since The Incident™
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The Only Living Ghost In New York
The Only Living Ghost In New York
“Eddie?" Steve sounds sleep-rough even to his own ears. "What’s up, man? It’s like, midnight.” “I know, I know, sorry, just—“ Eddie takes a breath. “David proposed to me.” Steve feels the world tilt on its axis. “Oh.” “Aren’t you gonna ask me what I said?” Softly, Steve asks, “What did you say?” “I said yes.” (Or, Steve and Eddie navigate their twenties together and apart. Eventually, something has to give.)
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Impulse
Impulse
Without bothering to grab his shirt, he dashed out of the room, only to remember he was in the crappy hotel of Lucifer's fucking brat. If he were to walk out further into the hall, anyone could see the messy state he was in, not to mention the plethora of hickeys that probably littered his neck. Lucifer had sharp fucking teeth. He shuddered, recalling how it felt to have Lucifer's teeth graze his neck, easily finding his weak spot and latching onto it, sucking a mark into it before biting down‐ fuck, he was not about to get a boner in the middle of the hall. He had to get out of here. -OR, Adam wakes up after a hook-up with Lucifer and attempts to deny the inner gay allegations, only to go back and do it again
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Nothing Compares to You
Nothing Compares to You
During an interview, the host unexpectedly asks the ATEEZ members what their ideal type is for a girlfriend. No one is thrown off more than San, who becomes painfully aware of the possibility of the members someday getting girlfriends. The possibility of Wooyoung getting a girlfriend. Feelings that have previously stayed under wraps begin to surface and San can no longer go back to seeing his best friend the same way.
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Something something Souls and Fishbowls
Something something Souls and Fishbowls
“Well, assuming the ability sends people into a coma so that they fall in love,” Dazai ponders out loud, placing a finger on his chin, “And assuming it only works on some people and not others because those people are destined to be in love, then Chibi and I have no problem!” Ranpo snorts in his corner, “Good luck with that.” — Or: there's a new ability user terrorizing Yokohama and Dazai firmly believes that he and Chuuya will not be affected. He is wrong. So very wrong.
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