Gabriel Dorsey has wanted Cassandra Barnes ever since he first laid eyes on her. The problem is, she doesn't want him. When Cassandra's father desperately needs money, she sees no other option but to turn to Gabriel for help.Seeing an opportunity he can't resist, Gabriel agrees to give her father money. There's only one thing he wants in return and that's Cassandra. Backed into a corner, Cassandra gives in to him, vowing to herself that he will never own her heart.
Female Commandat Sora tries to get along with Alpha, while working up the affection levels on her.Alternative longer affection story of Alpha crimson Abyss till we get Alpha crimson weave on global.(Includes main story later.)I will base Alpha on her Voice lines/Info/Secrets and try to get in as many as possible.Sora:" What are you up to?"Alpha:" Hunting.... curious?"Sora:" If I said I was, would you take me with you?"Sora flinched as she heard Alpha doing a full break in her M.I.N.D.
Chrysanthemum Potter is invisible, or so she thought. → Yes, the first half is satire. Yes, it's cringe and terrible but that's what we're here for! This one is special because it gets the Battle of Hogwarts scenes I was too lazy to write in the Quotev version (which I will post as an extra, probably). Don't read the Q version; this one is more edited!
I DO NOT OWN BSD OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!-COVER MADE BY ME-Characters included:→Dazai→Aktugawa→Ranpo→Chuuya→Atsushi
(Note that this is a fictional recording of a fictional cult, and that none of the people in this story are real, nor are the events.)Officer Conrad Kraft gets a rare opportunity as a rookie to question a victim, and the said victim was rescued from the cult called the Followers of Blood, and this tape reveals the horrors that had gone on in the cult when Josie turned 30 years old
Elle aurait pu me cracher dessus, ça aurait été la même chose. Quelqu'un de bien ? N'a-t-elle jamais compris que c'est elle qui me rendait ainsi ? Quelqu'un qui m'aimera autant que je l'aime, elle ? Impossible. Elle n'a jamais compris que j'aurais pu me couper un bras pour elle s'il le fallait, que je suis prêt à vendre la terre entière si elle me le demandait. Qu'elle détenait mon cœur et mon âme. Pourquoi ne l'a-t-elle jamais compris, putain ?!
Tommy has been very sad lately, he's making his nest but nothing feels right until Puffy tells him that nests are often made of objects from loved ones, but Tommy has one problem he belives that no one loves him. While with Ranboo and Tuboo they are working out a plan to make Tommy feel loved, and maybe just maybe platonicly marry him too.I made this because there is very little Platonic bench trio content.There will be no Smut or anything like that. There might be cheek kisses or hugs and cuddles, but everything is platonic. If anyone who is involed in this story is uncomfortable with this I will take it down. Also I am in school (and suck at it) but I will try to post often.
We all know why we're here, so let's just get to it. I also take requests, if interested.Note: None of the characters in Danganronpa V3 belong to me!
Spain, 1942. General Franco, despite his own beliefs, has made the country neutral. At least, in theory. Spain, as thanks for Germany's aid during the civil war, provides plenty of arms to the German army. And with tensions between Spain's different political factions still high, the entire country seems to be one spark from another all out war.San Sebastian, the seaside city that American reporter Jackie Ramirez currently calls home, is a seeming paradise. Even with the vacationing German officers in the city, it's hard to think that just twelve miles away, across the Pyrenees in France, the war is alive and well. However, with the imminent threat of being sent back to the states if she doesn't find the scoop of a lifetime, the war is the farthest thing from her mind.However, when she witnesses the murder of a German officer at the hands of a mysterious Frenchman, the war is brought right to Jackie's doorstep, and she finds herself wrapped up in it in ways she never could have imagined.