What are the possible impacts of 'Glee Sebastian abused' fanfiction?

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. ----------------------

What happened after Brittany and Santana's vacation in lesbos? They had to return to real life eventually right? Back to New York, back to their friends, back to figuring out what being an adult means. This is basically how I see their life going (with some flashbacks to before this story starts for some flavour.) This is a long one, so buckle in ;)

Follow Rachel, Finn, Puck, Marley, Kurt, Brittany, Santana, Tina, Artie, Sam, Blaine, Mercedes, Mike, Quinn and Sebastian as they try to navigate New York City while dealing with heartache, love and hardships.

What will you do when a savior comes knocking on the door? Will you be able to handle drama at the Phantomhive manor? Will you find love? Or will you face death? Find out in Blood : A Sebastian x Reader fan fiction

“If you’re reading this, then I’m already dead...” “Please take good care of my will and my urn.” ……… Reborn into the Third Great Ninja War, Kiyohara was just another nameless fodder. Every day felt like it could be his last—if not today, then tomorrow. But one day, he unexpectedly receives a letter… From himself. A will written by a version of him who already died in another Naruto timeline. And that’s just the beginning. By fulfilling the dying wishes of his alternate selves, he can inherit their abilities— and even stack their talents. With their help, Kiyohara begins to rise. “Anbu Captain Kiyohara.” “Dark Arts Kiyohara.” “Rogue Ninja Kiyohara.” “Mizukage Kiyohara.” “Uchiha Kiyohara.” “Ōtsutsuki Kiyohara.” “What? That future version of me died too?! I’ll avenge you!” “Oh, infinite futures of me... lend me your strength!”

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!