The terminator
Y/N is not a good person.
Y/N is not a good person.
Jack Reacher has always been good at recognizing dangerous people. Unfortunately, he’s fallen in love with one. Beautiful, charming, and wickedly manipulative, his girlfriend is hiding far more than a few innocent secrets. And as his latest investigation begins pointing toward her, Reacher discovers that loving the devil doesn’t make her any less dangerous.
Jack Reacher has always been good at recognizing dangerous people. Unfortunately, he’s fallen in love with one. Beautiful, charming, and wickedly manipulative, his girlfriend is hiding far more than a few innocent secrets. And as his latest investigation begins pointing toward her, Reacher discovers that loving the devil doesn’t make her any less dangerous.
Skynet created her to be its most extraordinary weapon: beautiful, autonomous, and dangerously unpredictable. But when both the ruthless T-X and a reprogrammed T-850 develop an unsettling fascination with her, conflicting directives become something far more complicated. Two machines programmed to destroy one another. One little devil neither seems willing to surrender
Skynet created her to be its most extraordinary weapon: beautiful, autonomous, and dangerously unpredictable. But when both the ruthless T-X and a reprogrammed T-850 develop an unsettling fascination with her, conflicting directives become something far more complicated. Two machines programmed to destroy one another. One little devil neither seems willing to surrender
Y/N Addams has always had excellent taste. Black silk. Antique jewelry. Poisonous flowers. Cemeteries after rain. And, apparently, enormous men who may have died more than once. Lucian Vale has been part of the Addams household for years—six-foot-six, scarred, unnervingly quiet, absurdly difficult to kill, and just strange enough that nobody in the family has ever bothered asking what he actually is. When Y/N returns to the estate as an adult, she takes an immediate interest in him. His scars. His healing. His stillness. The way everyone else instinctively gives him space. Lucian, in return, begins allowing her closer than anyone else. A hand at her waist. Her fingers over old scars. Her sitting on his thigh during family dinners while he watches the room over her head. Neither of them considers this particularly romantic. The Addams family strongly disagrees. Morticia finds their courtship charming. Gomez is delighted. Wednesday calls it territorial conditioning. Pugsley and Fester mostly want to know whether Lucian heals faster when Y/N is nearby. And Lurch appears to have understood the entire situation before anyone else. After all, in the Addams family, a giant, vaguely unkillable man becoming possessive over a tiny woman in black lace is hardly cause for concern. If anything, it is a very promising match.
Y/N Addams has always had excellent taste. Black silk. Antique jewelry. Poisonous flowers. Cemeteries after rain. And, apparently, enormous men who may have died more than once. Lucian Vale has been part of the Addams household for years—six-foot-six, scarred, unnervingly quiet, absurdly difficult to kill, and just strange enough that nobody in the family has ever bothered asking what he actually is. When Y/N returns to the estate as an adult, she takes an immediate interest in him. His scars. His healing. His stillness. The way everyone else instinctively gives him space. Lucian, in return, begins allowing her closer than anyone else. A hand at her waist. Her fingers over old scars. Her sitting on his thigh during family dinners while he watches the room over her head. Neither of them considers this particularly romantic. The Addams family strongly disagrees. Morticia finds their courtship charming. Gomez is delighted. Wednesday calls it territorial conditioning. Pugsley and Fester mostly want to know whether Lucian heals faster when Y/N is nearby. And Lurch appears to have understood the entire situation before anyone else. After all, in the Addams family, a giant, vaguely unkillable man becoming possessive over a tiny woman in black lace is hardly cause for concern. If anything, it is a very promising match.
Elias Vale thinks he rescued an abandoned rabbit. Small, injured, terrified, and unwilling to let him get too close, she spends the first few days recovering quietly in his apartment while he learns how not to frighten her. Then one morning, the rabbit is gone. In her place is a tiny woman with trembling bunny ears, wrapped in his blanket and convinced he is about to throw her out. She has survived by staying in animal form for so long that kindness feels suspicious. Food feels conditional. Affection feels dangerous. And being given something always seems to mean something will be demanded in return. Elias demands nothing. He cooks for her. Warms her blankets. Knocks before entering. Lets her decide when to come closer. Slowly, she starts choosing him. First the couch. Then his side. Then his lap. Then his chest when she falls asleep. Eventually, she shifts into a bunny just to crawl inside his hoodie because apparently that is where she belongs now. Elias looks like the dangerous one. But to her, he becomes home.
Elias Vale thinks he rescued an abandoned rabbit. Small, injured, terrified, and unwilling to let him get too close, she spends the first few days recovering quietly in his apartment while he learns how not to frighten her. Then one morning, the rabbit is gone. In her place is a tiny woman with trembling bunny ears, wrapped in his blanket and convinced he is about to throw her out. She has survived by staying in animal form for so long that kindness feels suspicious. Food feels conditional. Affection feels dangerous. And being given something always seems to mean something will be demanded in return. Elias demands nothing. He cooks for her. Warms her blankets. Knocks before entering. Lets her decide when to come closer. Slowly, she starts choosing him. First the couch. Then his side. Then his lap. Then his chest when she falls asleep. Eventually, she shifts into a bunny just to crawl inside his hoodie because apparently that is where she belongs now. Elias looks like the dangerous one. But to her, he becomes home.
Description Y/N Bourgeois has spent her entire life being compared to her twin sister. Same blonde hair. Same blue eyes. Same wealth. Same surname. But where Chloé is loud, dramatic, and impossible to ignore, Y/N is refined, composed, and far more difficult to read. She does not chase attention. She does not need to prove how rich she is. She does not care whether everyone likes her. And unlike Chloé, she has never had much interest in Adrien Agreste. Félix notices that. He has known Y/N in passing for years through galas, family events, and expensive rooms full of people pretending not to gossip. She was always the Bourgeois twin standing slightly apart from everyone else. Watching. Listening. Unimpressed. When they meet again properly, Félix does what he always does. He tests her. Y/N catches him almost immediately. From there, their relationship becomes a quiet game of sharp remarks, half-smiles, deliberate provocations, and seeing who can read the other first. Somewhere between charity dinners, stolen glances, coats placed over shoulders, corrected cufflinks, and Félix appearing beside her whenever someone else stands too close, the game becomes something else. Chloé thinks he is insufferable. Adrien does not trust him. Luka finds the whole thing mildly amusing. Y/N simply keeps choosing to stand beside Félix anyway. Because Félix may be difficult, suspicious, and far too observant for his own good— but he is also one of the first people who sees Y/N as more than Chloé Bourgeois’s quieter twin. And Y/N might be one of the only people capable of seeing through him just as easily.
Description Y/N Bourgeois has spent her entire life being compared to her twin sister. Same blonde hair. Same blue eyes. Same wealth. Same surname. But where Chloé is loud, dramatic, and impossible to ignore, Y/N is refined, composed, and far more difficult to read. She does not chase attention. She does not need to prove how rich she is. She does not care whether everyone likes her. And unlike Chloé, she has never had much interest in Adrien Agreste. Félix notices that. He has known Y/N in passing for years through galas, family events, and expensive rooms full of people pretending not to gossip. She was always the Bourgeois twin standing slightly apart from everyone else. Watching. Listening. Unimpressed. When they meet again properly, Félix does what he always does. He tests her. Y/N catches him almost immediately. From there, their relationship becomes a quiet game of sharp remarks, half-smiles, deliberate provocations, and seeing who can read the other first. Somewhere between charity dinners, stolen glances, coats placed over shoulders, corrected cufflinks, and Félix appearing beside her whenever someone else stands too close, the game becomes something else. Chloé thinks he is insufferable. Adrien does not trust him. Luka finds the whole thing mildly amusing. Y/N simply keeps choosing to stand beside Félix anyway. Because Félix may be difficult, suspicious, and far too observant for his own good— but he is also one of the first people who sees Y/N as more than Chloé Bourgeois’s quieter twin. And Y/N might be one of the only people capable of seeing through him just as easily.
Everyone at Seirin thinks Rinnosuke Mitobe is the safest boyfriend imaginable. Quiet. Dependable. Caring. Domestic. They are not entirely wrong. He cooks for Y/N, remembers everything she likes, keeps a hand at her waist whenever she is near, and somehow always notices what she needs before she asks. What they do not know is that Mitobe is also extremely dominant, shamelessly suggestive, and perfectly capable of having an entire inappropriate conversation with Y/N without saying a single word. Y/N understands him. Unfortunately, so does Koganei. Which means practice often consists of Mitobe giving Y/N one look, Y/N turning bright red, and Koganei immediately looking like he has seen something he can never unsee. Everyone else remains confused. Mitobe remains innocent-looking. And Koganei increasingly regrets ever learning to understand him.
Everyone at Seirin thinks Rinnosuke Mitobe is the safest boyfriend imaginable. Quiet. Dependable. Caring. Domestic. They are not entirely wrong. He cooks for Y/N, remembers everything she likes, keeps a hand at her waist whenever she is near, and somehow always notices what she needs before she asks. What they do not know is that Mitobe is also extremely dominant, shamelessly suggestive, and perfectly capable of having an entire inappropriate conversation with Y/N without saying a single word. Y/N understands him. Unfortunately, so does Koganei. Which means practice often consists of Mitobe giving Y/N one look, Y/N turning bright red, and Koganei immediately looking like he has seen something he can never unsee. Everyone else remains confused. Mitobe remains innocent-looking. And Koganei increasingly regrets ever learning to understand him.
Y/N looks like the kind of woman everyone expects to choose trouble. Long black hair. Cherry-red lips. Cute glasses. A sweet cherry-coke taste on her mouth and enough confidence to make half the room look twice. So naturally, everyone assumes she’ll go for the loudest, flashiest man around. She doesn’t. She keeps ending up beside Gerd. At the workshop. In his passenger seat. Wearing his jacket. Waiting for him after everyone else has already gone home. Gerd is steady, practical, sweet, and completely unequipped for the way she flirts with him just to watch him lose his train of thought. She kisses his cheek. Leans over his shoulder while he works. Looks at him over her glasses and asks why he’s staring. He never has a good answer. The others notice long before either of them admits anything. Bertie is offended she picked Gerd. Uschi thinks it is obvious. Klausi comments on everything. Hakan’s old history with Y/N makes Gerd quieter than he wants to be. Florentine expected competition and somehow ended up becoming her friend instead. Between loud cars, late-night petrol stations, discos, workshop evenings, cherry coke, stolen jackets, and one hand resting on her knee while Gerd drives, something soft grows inside all the chaos. Y/N looks like temptation. Gerd looks like the nice guy who should know better. Somehow, they fit perfectly.
Y/N looks like the kind of woman everyone expects to choose trouble. Long black hair. Cherry-red lips. Cute glasses. A sweet cherry-coke taste on her mouth and enough confidence to make half the room look twice. So naturally, everyone assumes she’ll go for the loudest, flashiest man around. She doesn’t. She keeps ending up beside Gerd. At the workshop. In his passenger seat. Wearing his jacket. Waiting for him after everyone else has already gone home. Gerd is steady, practical, sweet, and completely unequipped for the way she flirts with him just to watch him lose his train of thought. She kisses his cheek. Leans over his shoulder while he works. Looks at him over her glasses and asks why he’s staring. He never has a good answer. The others notice long before either of them admits anything. Bertie is offended she picked Gerd. Uschi thinks it is obvious. Klausi comments on everything. Hakan’s old history with Y/N makes Gerd quieter than he wants to be. Florentine expected competition and somehow ended up becoming her friend instead. Between loud cars, late-night petrol stations, discos, workshop evenings, cherry coke, stolen jackets, and one hand resting on her knee while Gerd drives, something soft grows inside all the chaos. Y/N looks like temptation. Gerd looks like the nice guy who should know better. Somehow, they fit perfectly.
NOIRFRAME was always going to be difficult to manage. Five adults. Three men. Two women. One mixed-gender idol group with far too much chemistry and absolutely no interest in pretending otherwise. They share beds. Clothes. Hotel rooms. Kisses. Occasionally more. Y/N is clingy with nearly everyone, Sena is her closest confidante and co-conspirator, Ren treats flirting like a sport, Dohyun acts detached while being involved in almost everything, and Jae-min somehow keeps the entire mess functioning while quietly getting possessive when Y/N drifts too far from him. To the public, every touch becomes a dating rumor. Every fancam becomes evidence. Every interview creates a new theory. The problem is that the fans are rarely completely wrong. They just never have the full story. Because inside NOIRFRAME, friendship, attraction, comfort, jealousy, and desire stopped having clear borders a long time ago. And their exhausted manager would really, really like them to stop proving that on camera.
NOIRFRAME was always going to be difficult to manage. Five adults. Three men. Two women. One mixed-gender idol group with far too much chemistry and absolutely no interest in pretending otherwise. They share beds. Clothes. Hotel rooms. Kisses. Occasionally more. Y/N is clingy with nearly everyone, Sena is her closest confidante and co-conspirator, Ren treats flirting like a sport, Dohyun acts detached while being involved in almost everything, and Jae-min somehow keeps the entire mess functioning while quietly getting possessive when Y/N drifts too far from him. To the public, every touch becomes a dating rumor. Every fancam becomes evidence. Every interview creates a new theory. The problem is that the fans are rarely completely wrong. They just never have the full story. Because inside NOIRFRAME, friendship, attraction, comfort, jealousy, and desire stopped having clear borders a long time ago. And their exhausted manager would really, really like them to stop proving that on camera.
Sent back to 1984 alongside Skynet’s ruthless T-800, a beautiful, emotionally detached young woman is humanity’s greatest anomaly—the only human no machine is permitted to kill. While the Terminator hunts Sarah Connor, his unsettlingly possessive protection of the girl reveals something even more disturbing: she willingly stands beside humanity’s executioner.
Sent back to 1984 alongside Skynet’s ruthless T-800, a beautiful, emotionally detached young woman is humanity’s greatest anomaly—the only human no machine is permitted to kill. While the Terminator hunts Sarah Connor, his unsettlingly possessive protection of the girl reveals something even more disturbing: she willingly stands beside humanity’s executioner.
“He demanded perfection. She fulfilled every requirement. What he hadn’t anticipated was wanting to keep her.” Genre: Miraculous Ladybug AU | Dark Romance | Slow Burn | Workplace Romance | Possessive Male Lead | Found Family Gabriel Agreste is a man of impossible standards. Cold, untouchable, and ruthlessly perfectionistic, the renowned Parisian fashion designer tolerates nothing less than excellence. Then she enters his fashion house. A strikingly beautiful Russian-Asian woman with sleek black hair, piercing blue eyes, an impeccable model’s physique, and a personality every bit as icy as his own. Intelligent, disciplined, elegant, and utterly unimpressed by his authority, she satisfies every professional requirement Gabriel has ever established. Working as his creative director and residing at the Agreste mansion, she quickly becomes indispensable. To his company. To his lonely teenage son, Adrien, who gradually comes to regard her as an older sister. And, increasingly, to Gabriel himself. What begins as professional admiration develops into an unusual, quietly possessive attachment. Gabriel starts seeking her company, touching her waist, drawing her closer, and eventually pulling her into his lap while he works. She hardly reacts. She simply adjusts her laptop and continues answering emails. Meanwhile, Nathalie watches her employer’s unprecedented behaviour with a mixture of suspicion, jealousy, and professional exasperation. Two emotionally untouchable perfectionists. One increasingly possessive fashion mogul. And an entire household trying to understand how this became perfectly normal.
“He demanded perfection. She fulfilled every requirement. What he hadn’t anticipated was wanting to keep her.” Genre: Miraculous Ladybug AU | Dark Romance | Slow Burn | Workplace Romance | Possessive Male Lead | Found Family Gabriel Agreste is a man of impossible standards. Cold, untouchable, and ruthlessly perfectionistic, the renowned Parisian fashion designer tolerates nothing less than excellence. Then she enters his fashion house. A strikingly beautiful Russian-Asian woman with sleek black hair, piercing blue eyes, an impeccable model’s physique, and a personality every bit as icy as his own. Intelligent, disciplined, elegant, and utterly unimpressed by his authority, she satisfies every professional requirement Gabriel has ever established. Working as his creative director and residing at the Agreste mansion, she quickly becomes indispensable. To his company. To his lonely teenage son, Adrien, who gradually comes to regard her as an older sister. And, increasingly, to Gabriel himself. What begins as professional admiration develops into an unusual, quietly possessive attachment. Gabriel starts seeking her company, touching her waist, drawing her closer, and eventually pulling her into his lap while he works. She hardly reacts. She simply adjusts her laptop and continues answering emails. Meanwhile, Nathalie watches her employer’s unprecedented behaviour with a mixture of suspicion, jealousy, and professional exasperation. Two emotionally untouchable perfectionists. One increasingly possessive fashion mogul. And an entire household trying to understand how this became perfectly normal.
“She was born human. Rebuilt by Skynet. And accepted by the very machines humanity feared.”
“She was born human. Rebuilt by Skynet. And accepted by the very machines humanity feared.”
Just a very affectionate group
“He wanted a girlfriend with big boobs. He wasn’t prepared for one who actually loved him.” Denji has always been a simple guy. Good food, a comfortable bed, pretty girls, and preferably a girlfriend with big tits. Nothing complicated, right? Unfortunately, romance has never been particularly kind to the loudmouthed, shameless, and spectacularly clueless Chainsaw Man. Until she comes along. Beautiful, curvaceous, confident, and just a little seductive, she’s everything Denji has ever dreamed of—and absolutely nothing he knows how to handle. She laughs at his inappropriate jokes, shamelessly flirts back, and finds his obsession with boobs more amusing than offensive. And when she actually starts showing him affection? Denji completely loses his mind. Between disastrous devil-hunting missions, Power’s outrageous interruptions, Aki’s permanent exhaustion, and a girlfriend who knows exactly how to make him blush, Denji’s life becomes one glorious disaster. But beneath the flirting and ridiculous antics, something unexpectedly genuine begins to grow. Because for the first time, Denji isn’t merely chasing a beautiful girl. He’s being loved by one. And honestly? That’s a hell of a lot more terrifying than any devil he’s ever fought.
“He wanted a girlfriend with big boobs. He wasn’t prepared for one who actually loved him.” Denji has always been a simple guy. Good food, a comfortable bed, pretty girls, and preferably a girlfriend with big tits. Nothing complicated, right? Unfortunately, romance has never been particularly kind to the loudmouthed, shameless, and spectacularly clueless Chainsaw Man. Until she comes along. Beautiful, curvaceous, confident, and just a little seductive, she’s everything Denji has ever dreamed of—and absolutely nothing he knows how to handle. She laughs at his inappropriate jokes, shamelessly flirts back, and finds his obsession with boobs more amusing than offensive. And when she actually starts showing him affection? Denji completely loses his mind. Between disastrous devil-hunting missions, Power’s outrageous interruptions, Aki’s permanent exhaustion, and a girlfriend who knows exactly how to make him blush, Denji’s life becomes one glorious disaster. But beneath the flirting and ridiculous antics, something unexpectedly genuine begins to grow. Because for the first time, Denji isn’t merely chasing a beautiful girl. He’s being loved by one. And honestly? That’s a hell of a lot more terrifying than any devil he’s ever fought.
Y/N is exactly the kind of person nobody expects Seijūrō Akashi to notice.
No one expected Harry Potter to fall for a Slytherin. Until he meets you, and the Golden Boy doesn’t stay golden for long.
No one expected Harry Potter to fall for a Slytherin. Until he meets you, and the Golden Boy doesn’t stay golden for long.