abused remus lupin fanfic

In his previous life, Qian Renshang witnessed his mother being humiliated by a village bully and, in a fit of rage, perished alongside him!    In this life, Qian Renshang transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, becoming Bibi Dong's son and Qian Renxue's younger brother!    On the day of his birth, Bibi Dong named him Qian Renshang, meaning someone destined to die young!    To spite Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong forcibly kept him by her side to care for him for three years!    He, who cherished family ties, believed that as long as he wholeheartedly treated his family well, he would gain their affection, but all he received in return was escalation!    On Bibi Dong's birthday, he meticulously prepared a birthday cake for her, only to have it ruthlessly knocked over and mocked by Qian Renxue!    Qian Renshang gained an emotional system, sensing extreme suicidal emotions and unexpectedly awakening the Golden Dragon King bloodline!   Heartbroken and disillusioned, he finally decided to leave the Spirit Hall. After an unknown amount of time, he arrived at...

He arrived in the body of a street grifter who died of a contested overdose in an 18th arrondissement stairwell and inherited the grandmother who believes her grandson came back changed. Yann Traoré now runs personas at forty-eight-hour intervals — disguise, voice, gait, handedness, accent, the full architecture of a borrowed identity — because the Pellegrini loyalist network kept operating for eight months after Pellegrini's arrest and Assane Diop builds for the audience. Yann builds for its absence. They do not use names on operations. Assane is the face. Yann is the infrastructure. Céline Moreau, the journalist who publishes the financial records, has the same source-cultivation instinct Yann uses, and it took her until chapter sixty-three to notice.

THANK YOU ALL FOR 200K VIEWS EVERYONE THIS MEANS SO MUCH TO ME ISTG. NEXT GOAL IS 550K!! KEEP IT UP EVERYONE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ---------------------------- In the meticulously ordered yet morally fraught landscape of the MHA universe, where Quirks define destiny, a darker hierarchy governs the lives of many: the unforgiving structure of the Omegaverse. Within this world, "Dollhouse" unfolds as a poignant and visceral tale not just of love, but of profound reconstruction. Izuku Midoriya exists as a living paradox—an Omega of immense, hidden strength, forced to play the part of a perfect, fragile doll. His spirit, once as bright as his dreams of heroism, has been systematically shattered by relentless abuse, leaving behind a mosaic of scars etched not just upon his skin, but deep into his soul. He moves through life behind a carefully constructed facade, a sweet, obliging smile masking the terrified young man within. His world is a gilded cage of his own trauma, a "dollhouse" where every gesture is performed for an unseen, punishing master, and his heart whispers a desperate, silent plea for a sanctuary he no longer believes he deserves. His salvation arrives not with gentle words, but with the explosive force of a supernova. Katsuki Bakugo, a dominant Alpha whose very presence crackles with primal power and unyielding ambition, is a force of nature. He is fire and fury, all sharp edges and commanding instinct. Yet, when their paths irrevocably intertwine, the spark that ignites is not one of conflict, but of an unexpected, all-consuming passion. It is a flame that challenges the very foundations of their beings. For Izuku, it means learning to trust a hand that could so easily harm, and for Katsuki, it means confronting an Alpha instinct not to dominate, but to protect. As their bond deepens, Katsuki becomes the architect of Izuku’s recovery. He wages a silent war against the ghosts of Izuku's past, not with violence, but with a ferocity of devotion that leaves no room for doubt. He showers Izuku in a love as passionate as it is patient, a constant, unwavering presence that seeks to overwrite every painful memory with ones of safety and desire. In his mate’s haunted eyes, Katsuki finds a new purpose, swearing a solemn vow to himself: *He would never be the source of such pain. He would never be like the monsters who came before.* But dollhouses are delicate, and the walls Izuku built around his heart are perilously thin. When a cruel echo from the past resurfaces or a single, misunderstood trigger fractures his fragile progress, the beautiful illusion shatters. The dolls tumble from their shelves, and the carefully maintained structure collapses into chaos. In the devastating aftermath, as Izuku retreats into the fractured pieces of himself, the ultimate test awaits. Is Katsuki’s fierce, possessive love enough to gather the shards and piece his Omega back together, creating a stronger, more resilient whole? Or will the relentless grip of a trauma that refuses to be forgotten tear them apart, proving that some wounds are too deep for even the most powerful love to heal? "Dollhouse" is a moving and intense exploration of the brutal and beautiful journey of healing. Set within the captivating framework of My Hero Academia, it is a story where every heartbeat resonates with profound emotion, every touch is a battle against shadows, and true courage is found not in superhuman feats, but in the vulnerable, unwavering act of learning to love and be loved after being broken. ----------------------

About the life of remus lupin and his life in hogwarts

Kabar mengenai kematian para lupinranger menyebar luas, tanpa alasan yang jelas keberadaan dan informasi mereka menghilang secara misterius seolah di tutupi oleh sesuatu. Hal ini membuat mereka tidak luput dari pengawasan para Patranger. Situasi mereka di perburuk dengan kedatangan Sakura Mitsurugi, Lupinranger misterius yang katanya memiliki kesepakatan tersendiri dengan Arsen Lupin di masa lalu. Tidak tertarik dengan koleksi, namun tetap membantu para Lupinranger mengumpulkan koleksi mereka. Apa tujuan sebanarnya dari gadis ini? Akankah semua koleksi dapat terkumpul? Dan bagaimana akhir dari nasib kedua kubu? (Terinspirasi dari kisah aslinya Lupinranger Vs Patranger) Update setiap : Senin dan Jum'at SELAMAT MEMBACA ^^

A new student at Hogwarts, William Lupin, brings not only magical abilities but also the dark secrets of his past. Alongside Harry, Ron, and Hermione, he must face ancient threats and unravel mysteries that could change their world forever. Join them on an adventure filled with magic, friendship, and danger.

This is somewhat a fan fiction but here goes nothing. I hope you all like this wonderful hot mess of a compilation of stories.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.