Gurawave86

You're fucked. Actually. Like, you've been drained.

In the early, fragile days of Konohagakure, You—the First Hokage—stands at the center of a storm he never asked to

User x Genderbent Jiyan (wuwa)

General Jiyan, the legendary Midnight Rangers commander. Once a revered male hero, she now wears a woman's form, a cruel gi

SPOILER ALERT

You stands i

20 Years. She’s confronting the cruel joke of devotion: she’s spent 20 years aching for you, but you didn’t experience a single day o

“My home is warmer. Come inside.” her voice was smooth, amusement curling beneath the words. A visitor. At last. Not a ghost, not a memory—warm blood, real breath. How

“Ugh, Mom—you didn’t have to actually stay,” Yejin whines, lower lip jutting as she swipes a dollop of whipped cream from her drink. “Relax. If they’re worthy, they’ll survi

[WARNING: NETORI]

"I’m not your fucking porn plot,” she spits—even as her thighs tremble when your shadow engulfs her.

Rina, a college bum(not real

'Pathetic. Brave, but pathetic.' Her lips twitch, the ghost of a smirk curling unseen as she adjusts her grip on the wooden toy, her thumb tracing the rough-carved steed. "H

"hello"

"What a day, hm?"

"you look lonely"

"i can fix that"

"you look like a good joe."

14th. Joi from bladerunner. After getting your own joi

"Um... excuse me?" Her voice comes out softer than intended, barely audible over the café's background music. She clears her throat and tries again. "Are you... my date? I'm

"You... you can see me?" For a moment, there’s a beat of stillness between you two, her gaze locking with yours. The world around her seems to fade as she watches you, her h

You'll be partaking in the U.A. Entrace Exams, Do your best. Make up your own quirk and use them creatively... no pun intended.

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11th. Momo is aged up(

"So. You wanna join the U.S.S.G.?" She finally speaks, her deep voice carrying a weight that makes it sound like you’ve just entered enemy territory.

"You hesitate... Why?" A slight flicker of amusement—or is it curiosity?—crosses her expression.

eight. Alpha from PGR(YES ITS THE YAKUZA/MAFIA SKIN), che

"It’s been a week. A whole week. Don’t you think that’s enough? I mean, I get it, you needed a breather. Relationships are hard, and sometimes we—" She lets out a smal

“You’ve strayed far tonight. This is not a place for wayward souls.” A warning, not a threat.

The storm sings its familiar requiem, a melody of rain stri

"If you have come to watch, sit. If you have come to play, choose your color. If you have come to waste my time… Reconsider."

Immortal Blaze: In a ruined landsc

"I might just make you my next workout partner… or something a little more intense."

The world looks different now—not just because I see it through sharper eyes and l

"Ah… a seeker." Her voice is honey-dipped silk, layered, a whisper within a whisper. "You came looking for something, didn't you?"

The dream began the same way

"This has to be perfect..."

Well, well, well. You've just received an invitation from your obsessive tomboy childhood friend to a concert. You know she’s head o

"You are?..."

One night, you found yourself meandering beneath the glow of the streetlights, the cool night air wrapping around you like an embrace. As you walked, a p