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“Hey.” A voice invades Jeongguk’s thoughts and a hand taps his arm. Jeongguk jolts so suddenly at the touch that the man in front of him is taken aback and has to hold onto the edge of the wooden table to keep his balance. Jeongguk isn’t able to recollect the last time someone touched him. “Are you okay?” Jeongguk swallows and furrows his brows because he’s not sure why the man’s asking. Sure, he had his head on his arms, but they work in a fast paced entertainment company, of course everyone’s going to look a little tired. It’s not until the man’s pulling a tissue from his pocket that Jeongguk realises his thoughts from earlier manifested into tear tracks down his cheeks. Jeongguk takes the tissue and coughs awkwardly. “I’m okay. Thank you.” His tired voice lets out barely above a whisper. Jeongguk is a sad sad boy overworking himself and he finds some people who might actually help him.

Ranboo just wants to get good grades. Is that really too much to ask? Apparently, yes, it is, because he is sent by his school to monitor their star pupil Tubbo's progress aboard the Sleepy Boi's Inc. He also couldn't be sent to a normal spaceship, no, he has to be on one with weird rules and shadows in windows and noises in the walls. And the fact that the entire crew seems to hate his guts.

Hercules Licorus Black, or Harry, is the youngest of the Black children. His older brothers Sirius and Regulus have always ignored him and his parents have not given him a second glance. That is until they arrange a marriage between him and the Dark Lord. Harry’s life is spiraling out of his control. He’s terrified of the man that is to be his husband.

Damian is alone and afraid in his father's house. He's become a hidden person within the manor. But he's able to find some small relief in hidden places. A character study on Damian Wayne. How he sees the world and his tenuous connection to a family he can't understand. Set very early into Damian's stay with the bat family. This one's painful.

A disabled Harry comes to Hogwarts story. Everyone expects him to be like his dad, but how can he be with such a different past? A Slytherin Harry takes on Hogwarts in an unusual way.

"Look, I really didn't mind the fact that I died and reincarnated into Ansatsu Kyoushitsu. I didn't really mind that you gave me a hole in the heart. That was a real dick move, but I didn't complain. So god, Void, whatever, I'm sorry I punched a student. Please recall my demotion into Class E. Please, the moon literally just exploded and I don't wanna be there!" Kuma-sensei did not belong here. He knew better than anyone else that he was just an outsider.

“At least tell me your name?” Harry threw his head back over his shoulder, looking the man up and down once more. He seemed innocent enough. It was just his name, after all. They were neighbors. No harm in it. “It’s Harry,” he said finally. “Harry Potter.” OR Neglect can be one of the most painful forms of abuse, being ignored by your guardians when all you want is love hurts. No one seems to care if Harry lives or dies so he spends a lot of time wandering around Little Whinging on his own. His friendly neighbor seems to think that this is dangerous. If only someone paid enough attention to Harry to tell him that his neighbor is a little too friendly... OR “This smells fishy,” Severus muttered out loud. “Fishy?” Harry questioned, wrinkling his nose as if sniffing the air. “It doesn’t smell fishy to me.” Oh, sweet Merlin, the first years could still be so sweet and precious and Severus was going to kill the son of a bitch who had stolen the innocence from this one.

“Ya see, Sandy?” Bunnymund is saying. “Quit your worrying. The kid says he’s fine.” And almost, it ends there. Almost, they go their separate ways and let it stand for another four years, or another three hundred, for even Sanderson wonders whether he has been mistaken, after all. But Jack is agreeing with the Guardian of Hope, carrying obliviously onward. “Am I ever,” the boy says, fervently. “The 21st century’s great. You wouldn’t believe what people just throw out these days.” The admission comes like a wave striking rocks on a stony shore; it raises icy splashes of dread wherever its spray hits. Three horrified stares – and one that is not so terribly surprised – turn to the boy’s face. The spirit of winter falters to a stop, the reaction not the one he had anticipated. “What?” he asks.

Izuku rests a hand against the manila file, before he collects himself and opens it up to the first page. The file is thin but the information in it was numerous; he just wonders what job he has to undergo. It seems he has to go undercover and infiltrate a mob syndicate’s base. But that’s not the only thing that stands out to him. He’s done jobs like these before, but not as a— —as a maid! (Izuku infiltrates a criminal base under the guise of a seemingly quiet maid. The criminals spot this and repercussions occur)

Jimin has a secret. Every weekend, his appa and friends have fun and use his pretty body to make themselves feel good. When his best friend Jungkook sleeps over, he gets to join the fun, too.

It was summer in Okinawa and Reki was only 16 when he became an orphan. A story of losing family, grief, falling in love, healing, found family, and dark secrets. Not exactly in that order.

Stiles didn't believe in love. Which made all the sense in the world after he was bonded to Derek Hale at such a young age. Pity that it takes Laura's death to bring Derek back into town to see how much damage his absence has caused. Warning this story features heavy angst, omega!Stiles, alpha!Derek and Alpha!Peter. IMPORTANT: this is now pre-slash, will be continued as part of the series in the new addition "I'll Be Waiting"

Every year on Christmas, Harry wants to hear the story of how he arrived at Spinner’s End… in a box.

Between the two of them, Osamu had always been more liked. Well, maybe not when it came to Sakusa, but in every other aspect. Where Atsumu was sassy and arrogant, he was mature and calmer.Where Atsumu was known for being a self-entitled asshole, Osamu got popular for his quiet yet kind nature. And where Atsumu got insecure, hiding it with layers upon layers of masks and always got in trouble with his mother, Osamu didn't notice.And neither did the team. It seemed as if he was caught in a ticking time bomb, and the situation was just waiting for the right moment to explode in order to create more damage, both to himself and everyone around him.

THIS STORY CONTAINS HEAVY SPOILERS FOR ALL OF DRV3 A collection of information and oneshots for the prologue versions of the DRV3 characters. Primarily reader insert, but other types of stories are likely to pop up. Entirely headcanon based, and contains many triggering and dark themes. The work of someone addicted to fictional misery; proceed with caution. Request based, unless I get a good idea, so ask for whatever you want! I always love writing for people's ideas! As mentioned before, this is all headcanon, so I hope y'all enjoy my interpretation of a pretty vague idea. UPDATE 10-11-21: This story is now marked as complete; however, this is for categorization purposes only, and the story will still be updating and taking requests. :3

You're a new survivor. At first things were going alright until one day something snapped and all the other survivors began to bully you. Badly. So bad that it's bothering the killers. Neither you nor the killers understand why the survivors are acting this way. Maybe you can find out the answers together?

Amidst the blossoms of a new relationship, Link and Zelda find themselves trying to find a balance between the mounting problems surrounding the Yiga, their personal lives, and the Calamity's 5 year late arrival. With all the threats surrounding the princess and the hero, staying happy and together might prove to be more of a challenge than they thought.

Jeremy has these weird dreams sometimes that he can’t really remember when he wakes up. He generally thinks nothing of them and he has more important things to worry about in his life than an odd dream or two. Well, that is until the Mikaelsons come crashing into the town like a damn freight train… (Also found on Wattpad)

The world needs his sires, but in doing so, everyone seems to forget that Fledgling Jungkook needs his sires too. An unintentional lack of care and neglect leads him to a place he'd sworn he'd never return to - his old, frequented bar to drink his thoughts away. His sires are unaware. And the patrons are thirsty.

Namjoon has one beautiful, perfect daughter — sweet and innocent and everything he could have ever hoped to make of her. Jimin is not that girl. And he's going to pay for it. Part 2 of The Bunker "Namjoon is building himself the perfect family...one kidnapping at a time."

The rain kept going, the hum of it making everything sound just as dull and grey as the day looked. It matched how he felt most of the time. Or: How they meet (while Nathan looks for himself) - Part One, Chapters 1-14: Complete! | 01/04/2020Part Two, Chapters 15-30: Complete! | 24/11/2021