《Jjba oneshots》Fugo P.
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You and Fugo had been friends for a long time now and you had developed a small crush on him over time. Right now I lay on the couch, my head dangling over the edge and me sitting upside down. "Abbbbbaaaacccccciiiiooo I'm bored" I say to the only gang member besides myself around. "Yeah. Well go find Giorno or Fugo." Abbaccio replies, frowning while saying the name Giorno. "Okay! Thanks Abbacci!" I say, getting up and walking away to go find GioGio. After a few minuets of walking I find him in his room at his desk. "Hey GioGio!" I slightly yell walking up behind him. "Hey Y/N!" He replies swirling around in the chair he is perched in. "I'm pretty busy, but if there is anything you want to talk about we can." He said while spinning around again. "Oh no I'm fine. Imma go visit Fugo." "Alright then, but don't be surprised if he has a fork in Narancia's cheek." -Time Skip- I sat with Narancia and Fugo after about three hours. Yeah Fugo is still trynna teach him math. Oh and Giorno was right he did put a fork in Narancia's cheek. Which I have left there the entire time. "Hey Nara?" I ask looking over at him. "Hm?" He hums in response telling me to continue. "Here let me get that." I say tugging on the fork in his cheek. "Ow Ow Ow Owie." He yelps as I gently tug on it some more. I take a napkin and place it on the four holes that the fork left in his cheek. A moment later he cupped my cheek and leaned forward. He was almost kissing me before I get drug away and kissed by someone else. It was a long passionate kiss. And at that exact moment I realized that the only other person in the room at the time was Fugo. Slowly, I start to kiss him back not caring that Narancia was still in the room.
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An Unwilling Monster
In the city of Kholakel, the highlight of the year for the upper classes is the annual monster pacification of the misty woods. Ostensibly it's a culling of the monster population to prevent them encroaching on urban areas, but it's an open secret that it's actually treated as more of a blood sport, the participants competing to score the most kills. After all, why else would the politicians and elites of the city bother to attend personally? Given the intense competition and high-tech weapons and gear in use, one might wonder how the forest has not yet been completely depopulated. As this year's culling approaches, a group of unfortunate children are about to discover the answer first-hand, but thanks to an unexpected twist of fate, one of them will score the chance to play the role of the hunter instead of the prey. This was an attempt at writing something darker than my usual fare. The story I actually ended up with isn't as mean to the MC as I'd originally planned out, to the point that I'm not sure the story deserves the horror/grimdark tags anymore, but this is still an unfair world with unambiguously evil antagonists. Chapters are short to start with, but get longer once the first act is over.
8 110Realm Wars
A long, long time ago. In this world of power and magic, war is constant. The six realms in the world of Septverden have been shackled in perpetual conflict. They have engaged in slaughter and battles among themselves for every reason possible, from territory, resources to meaningless semantics. In the era where the mortal realm is the weakest among the six realms, where human bones and ashes covered the entire Blue Earth Continent, Empires rise and fall as the never-ending cycle of war birthed boned deep hatred that even centuries can’t erase. Until the mortal realm no longer can take the oppression and give birth to a new generation of heroes. With power equal to that of the Heaven and Nether Realm. With strength and agility on par with the Beast realm. With magic and spells second only to that of the Elfen and Spirit realm. With these. The mortal realm stood shoulder to shoulder with the five realms and humans sore to never-seen heights. Together, they reclaimed their lands and repelled the five realms back to their continent. And the world of Septverden finally known peace. Or so the tale goes . . .
8 206Overload
Come one, come all to the grand reveal of MavraCorp’s Greatest Golem to date! Introducing; The Perfect Boyfriend System (Perfect Girlfriend System to be released shortly) For only 6 easy payments of 99$ you can get a brand spanking new lover, with none of the awkward stuff! He cooks, he cleans! (For legal reasons we must note that the Perfect Boyfriend Golem must be taught to clean and cook, and does not come with instinctive janitorial/culinary ability.) He doesn’t leave you for that rat, Susan! …ahem. Powered by only the most cutting edge of golem runology, your Boyfriend will evolve and learn as he lives. Under your (hopefully) caring hand he will grow to something extraordinary! Who knows, maybe with your help he’ll even become sentient… nah. MavraCorp is not responsible for any deaths, injuries, or general destruction caused by Perfect Boyfriends. [For an additional payment of 50$ you can get the Memory Wand, perfect for recreating that one celebrity, or a sexy highschool crush you recently rediscovered on Binstafram] (I’ll change the cover art when I get a chance but I had this one from a while ago so why not.)
8 109The adventurous world of the Ramones (comic)
joey, tommy, dee dee, johnny and maybe other bitches will face difficult things (like johnny) and will develop a strong bond surviving as a band in nyc🙏🏼🙏🏼🤪😻
8 196The Angel Anbu
When Naruto was no older than three years old, the villagers beat him to with an inch of his life. The Anbu, Dog, (Kakashi) found him and took him to the Hokage. As he was getting there, Dog saw that Naruto painfully grew a pair of white wings that were bloody from the process of growing them. Dog cleaned the blood and took him to the Hokage. Dog has personally trained Naruto, and he became an Anbu at the age of five. He became Anbu captain at the age of seven and Anbu commander at age ten. All through out his period of growth, Dog was always his right-hand man. The only Anbu, besides the Hokage, whose seen his face. Whenever he gets a mission, people know to be wary of the Bloody Angel.
8 114Lose Myself
WAS #2 in Romance. -- He's got a secret, she's got a secret. But is it the same secret? Amara Ackerman is an interior designer who just wants to live her life, she doesn't want to get married and she doesn't need a boyfriend. To her it's just better if everyone kept their distance, pulling people in was never her style. Dominic Vitiello is just the average rich, handsome guy with tons of connections and plenty of places to be. When he takes the time out to persue her, he discovers something unexpected and it's far from disappointing. The two cross paths in the most convinient way, how does their relationship go from being strictly work to strictly personal? Neither of them can say, but I can say it's a pretty interesting story.
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