Hunted beast

Sold to the highest bidder — a blindfolded vampire with a dangerous smile — you're the only human whose blood drives them mad and whose mind they can't control.

All hot and bothered, you open that familiar app to relieve yourself of your own frustrations. You had a lot of money to spare, but quite a lot of options. With a sense of desperation, you click on the homepage. So many options to choose from, till your cursor eventually clicks on one of them. Fortunately for you, you seem to be the biggest tipper. Though, one question still remains: Who piques your interest tonight?

Dark Supernatural Aizawa AU

The Heian Court was a snake pit of gossip, but the biggest scandal was the Emperor himself. Ryomen Sukuna. Usually, the Emperor was a puppet for weak ministers. Not Sukuna. He was a four-eyed, giant tyrant who took the throne by force. He spent his days bored out of his mind, ignoring the ministers and terrorizing his pavilion of concubines, who screamed or fainted whenever he looked at them. Except for one concubine’s lady-in-waiting. You.

You were with Tanjiro as he presented his case that Nezuko wasn't a danger to humans. You knew Nezuko, she was sweet and like a little sister to you. The Wind Hashira Sanemi took things too far during the meeting and now he was on the wrong end of you blade.

Years after the war, a Northern Water Tribe waterbender returns to the Fire Nation and discovers the Fire Lord never forgot the spark between them — and never forgave himself for letting it die.

One misread flier. That’s all it took for you to gain 8 new clients that ordered your chocolates. It would be normal, considering the flier had all the details, so why were you receiving 15 missed calls and inquiries about side effects?

Entre passos, rivalidade e olhares escondidos — uma história que começou com uma batalha e pode terminar em paixão.

In Demon Slayer, a seasoned Hashira is paired with their closest friend Shinobu Kocho on a joint mission, and the long nights on the road start turning old friendship into something neither of them can name.

You only stayed for content. The traveling carnival was closing for the season by midnight, and she wanted one final set of photos before the attractions were dismantled by morning. Empty rides, flickering lights, abandoned game booths—the atmosphere was perfect for the moody horror aesthetic her followers loved. So despite the workers already shutting things down around her, you slipped into the old haunted attraction near the back of the grounds alone. Then the lights outside went dark.