Fujitora x Genshin
One Piece admiral Issho Fujitora enters the land of Teyvat…
One Piece admiral Issho Fujitora enters the land of Teyvat…
A Story of a group of girls who survived off of stealing and killing.They got scouted one day when they were about to plan a robbery on a famous Jewelry store.After being pursued for a good couple of minutes, they accepted the offer and put their criminal ways aside.Will they take the life as idols seriously?Or will they give up and go back to the life they once had?…
A spinoff of Her Replaced Husband #Ideally to be read after HRH🔴Not a StandaloneMastoorahThe nice, upright, and assertive girl who always finds herself distant from everyone around her. Her mother's death has a strong influence on her and that's the reason why she always remains in a small boundary of herself. Her life was going on a thin line until she met people who made her see a different version of life. She makes friends, she gets new relationships and she understands the new meaning of having ties until she comes across the biggest reality of her life. Love, hate, relations, and friendship. What Mastoorah will choose in the end?IyadBeing a beloved son of his parents and, a pampered brother of his elder sister and twin brother, Iyad is an easygoing, sweet, and funny guy. He didn't know what love was until he saw her. But along with love, there begins the battle of ego, hatred, and broken ties too. What Iyad will choose in the end?Start Date:15.02.2024Ongoing…
I'll edit this later, No time right now. But CH oneshots I guess. Grow in time possibly, If I ever get anything done.…
ummm look at the title (o^v^o)…
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in which sou hiyori meets a kindred soul.it doesn't go as expected.…
Akemi was a young woman who lived in a small town with her family. Her daily struggles were compounded by their financial difficulties, but she never gave up trying to provide for them and making their life better.…
"Are you drunk?""I'm a poet."this is just stuff that I write when I'm sad. it's considered poetry methinks…