You were an excellent kid. Everyone noticed this. Your parents especially. They would take you to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. You loved going there. The pizza, the music, but it was the animatronics that caught your heart. You loved Chica's happiness, Freddy's jokes and laughs, Bonnie's musical skills, and of course Foxy's stories. You were their biggest fan! Until the Bite of 87. Your parents swore that you were never going to go there again! Ouch that was a heartbreaker. You're now 18 years old! Your family is kicking you out now. You desperately need a job. You decide on Freddy's. How hard can it honestly be? Will the animatronics remember you? Will they still love you? Or will someone else captivate you? Highest Rating: #104 in FNAF ~I own nothing of Five Nights at Freddy's. Scott Cawthon owns the characters. I only own my OCs that rarely show up. Thank you for reading. Please don't try to steal my work.~

"WERE IS MY KNIFE" "Who the fuck are you?" {3/9/19-?/?/??}

Under construction What if one of the best coaches and female player of Japan and (c/n) decides to leave Tokyo behind and move to the Miyagi prefecture, And attending as a first year in Karasuno high school. "I'm sorry" WARNING ⚠️ May contain self-harm Also the reader is pretty tall for this story!

Warning! This story contains rape, self harm, murder, suicide, kidnapping, gore, and yanderes! Read at your own risk! ●■●■●■●■●■●■●■●■●■●■●■●■●■ The blaring sound of her alarm clock awoke her from her sleep. She groaned as she rose from her slumber with the grace of a moose being hit by a car. Surely there's nothing worse than this. She thought to herself, stretching. She tried waking the sleep off, only half collapsing to the ground. "Bad idea.." She mumbled tiredly. It was the second month of her senior year and she was still anything but prepared. She pushed open her bathroom door, dreading the day ahead of her. Her shoulders ached from sleeping on them wrong and her head hurt from lack of sleep. The h/c haired teen pulled a shirt over her head, trying not to mess up her hair. Sometimes she wished her school had uniforms, as she hated thinking about what to wear. She always wore something simplistic. Everyone had agreed that she was the least impactful student council member in the high school. After getting dressed, she walked out to the kitchen. The teen massaged her shoulder as she walked, wincing at the dull pain. Y/n reached into the fridge, pulling out a single orange. She tossed it up in the air and caught it. This was a habit she had formed out of shear boredom. Another habit she had formed out of boredom was texting her best friend every morning. Her phone chimed a familiar ringtone and she smiled.

》》》》》 DISCONTINUED 《《《《《 Warning! The following includes, rape, suicide, murder, offensive language, gore, and flowers! She sighed heavily. Would they ever stop moving from state to state? From Pennsylvania, to LA, to Michigan, back to Pennsylvania, all in the span of a few years. She ran a hand through her messy, h/c hair as she slung a bag over her shoulder. She hated moving more than she hated school, and that was saying something. A small clatter was heard as a framed Polaroid dropped to the ground. Looking down, a smile spread across her face. Bending down to pick up the photo, she looked at it for the first time in ages. It showed a boy, laying in the sun, holding a butter cup and smiling lightly. Everytime she looked at the photo, it took her back to the scene. The bright flowers, the smell of freshly cut grass, and the gentle warmth of the sun. "Y/n, it's time to go." Her mother said softly, putting a hand on the girls shoulder.

You were a volleyball prodigy, the perfect daughter, the one who always shined brighter than others... Then, why did this happen? - Fluff, smut, angst all included~ Enjoy! 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ★★★ #2 volleyball #10 tanaka #4 kindaichi #6 ushiwaka #13 haikyuufanfiction #9 kiyokoshimizu #5 haikyuuxreader

Everything was falling perfectly into place for (Y/N), the new fish in town. Bikini Bottom was the perfect place for her, especially when a certain squid was her neighbor. But nothing is as perfect as it seems.

It's obviously easy to say "Hello" than say "Goodbye" When you say "Hello" it would be the start of a conversation and "Goodbye" would be the end. Basically what I'm trying to say is... We'll never know when our very first "Hello" will be our very last "Goodbye" "Don't you see? This is how it goes... From my first hello to your last goodbye~ Now, Time to say goodbye!!"

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