ℙ𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕, 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟, 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝, 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕗. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕛𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖? 𝕐/𝕟 𝕃/𝕟. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. 𝕊𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕄𝕣. ℝ𝕠𝕠𝕗𝕞𝕒𝕟. ℍ𝕦𝕙.... 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕕𝕕 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖... 【︎Completed】︎ 【︎Angst】︎ 【︎Short Story】

❝𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑, 𝐌𝐀𝐍.❞ Everyone on the Night Raven College noticed the change of behavior of Lilia. Lilia would stutter and sweat, seemingly avoiding everyone's presence even malleus himself, and there's a time where he would dozed off as if his mind was somewhere far from the school. Not everyone know what is wrong with Lilia. Lilia's mind drifted back to where he met a special person. [Name]. WARNING: ANGST, DEATH, GORE AND MANY MORE.

"Oooooh, that's gotta hurt... do it again, it was funny"~ Y/n SK8 the Infinity X Male Reader DISCONTINUED There are barely any Sk8 the Infinity X Male, so this is what I thought I could try. Sk8 belongs to its creator, along with its characters. Y/n (character) and OCs belong to me (Kyra_110) on Wattpad Report any and all copies that are not on Wattpad Highest Rankings: #1-xmale #1-bl #1-sk8xreader #1-cherry #1-sk8 #1-sk8theinfinity #1-sk8theinfinityxreader #2-joe #3-xmalereader #4-shadow #4-adam #4- reki #7-miya #12-skateboarding #14-male #22-langa #26-reki #51-fanfiction 158-animexreader #197-anime Started: April 2, 2021

COMPLETED ! ↻ m!reader. yamaguchi receives a chocolate bar and a small note every morning in his shoe locker. ──────────── start ; 11/01/2021. finish ; 14/02/2021. scriptedsins © 2021. i don't own haikyuu!!

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 4 --- Gladius, (noun): (in ancient Rome) a short sword. --- Eret perked up as soon as you and Simon walked into the room, a wide and welcoming smile coming onto his face. He was softer looking than his father had been, but you could still see some of the similar traits. He had a head of thick dark curls, and the same sharp jaw that his father had had. He wasn't as bulky though - he was tall and thin - and his face was a lot more open. What separated him most from his father's likeness though was the colorful cape, and the large mirrored glasses he wore - swirling with colors reflected from the room. He stood from his seat when Maven let the doors swing shut behind her, that wide smile still on his face. "You must be the embassy." "And you must be King Eret." You said, stooping into a bow. "Oh, there's no need for that." Eret said as you rose from your bow. He stepped down from the dias where his throne sat - colorful cape trailing behind him - and came to stand in front of you, taking your hand instead. "I'm not really one for formalities." He grinned, shaking your hand. His palm was warm against yours, and you could feel some slight callouses - most likely from practicing his sword work.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

Two groundbreaking discoveries have been made. The first being an unknown, uncharted island off the coast of Port Itra. The second: the skeletons recovered from said island. The skeletons revealed an impossible truth: a creature of both man and snake. Now, researchers and poachers alike are flocking to the island, intent on either capturing or killing the potentially deadly new creatures. Only upon arrival, the island is strangely bereft... empty... vacant of them. But what does this all have to do with Y/n L/n? Well, unfortunately Y/n is caught up right in the middle of this fiasco as the assistant of Dr. Nilsson, a world renowned herpetologist. While Nilsson is a brilliant woman and host to even more outstanding mind, she, like most, is poisoned with a thirst to find the mythical naga or die trying. Y/n neither wants to die or find the creature. Too bad he (nearly) does both. *** Cover art done by Pr1c3ss