Imagine My Inner Demons, except you get to be the center of attention.... You just moved into Ava's apartment, not expecting anything to unusual, but when you two have to deal with the Daemos in your apartment, as well as your mysterious connections to them, who could tell what will happen? [A/n: All characters belong to Aphmau, except for you and your family! None of the art used is mine!]

THIS BOOK HAS SADLY BEEN DISCONTINUED! "I may be called Mx. Delinquent, but I ain't stupid." "YOU JUST HIT SOMEONE WITH YOUR BAT BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT THEY WERE A SUPERNATURAL?!" "Impulses." In which an impulsive and rather harsh, but compassionate, individual gets caught up with the past. __ GENDER NEUTRAL READER! MENTIONS OF DEATH, BLOOD, SUICIDE AND MANY MORE. IF YOU GET TRIGGERED BY THOSE THINGS, THEN I ADVISE YOU CLICK OFF! I DO NOT OWN JSHK/TBHK, ALL RESERVED RIGHTS GO TO AIDA IRO.

"My name is Hanako, the 7th wonder of this school! And you are....?" "I have a wish to make." Y/N cut in, forcing her fear far down. "Ah, straight to the point, are we~?" His amber eyes gleamed with interest. He floated closer to the girl. "And what would that wish be?" "Hanako-san," Y/N steadied her eyes on his wide, curious ones, making sure she sounded firm and brave. "I want you to kill me."

"I wanna be the boy you brag to your friends about, i wanna be the boy you take to the park with you, i wanna be the boy who gets to shake your fathers hand, i wanna be the boy whose hand you hold for the rest of my life i just-" He sobbed curling up into his knees and burying his head. "I just don't know how.." A story where one childhood best friend comes to a realization about his feelings, while the other is daydreaming about her boyfriend. {name} is 22, Wilbur's 24 THIS IS A SIMPBUR X READER not wilbur so like mostly the characters will reflect the song persona This book is currently up for READERS ENJOYMENT. I in no way support Wilbur's actions, this was made before allegations came out. TW: They'll be before any chapter i make Im sorry but she/her pronowns will be used ;( they're the most easy for me to use even though personally i enjoy using they/them better for myself. Its just easier for my brain when writing {Name} likes girls and boys. Homophobes get tf off this book <3 Uploads may or may not be consistant A/n will be extreamly freaquent 7/1/22 - 1) #yandere for a while now- 1) #idk man 9/2/22- 1)# wilbur 4/11/23- 1) #wilbursootxreader And without futher adu, enjoy my little wattpad book <33

" if we have souls, they're made of the love we share... undimmed by time, unbound by death. " karl went so far to use his powers again just to save one person from the obsessive grips of yandere galore. that person would be y/n, manberg's lone gardener. will he be able to fulfill his promises? or will he just repeat the mistakes that happened in past timelines, making them crossover to create another living hell? - - - yandere!dreamsmp x reader, focusing more on karl and y/n // continuation of epilogue xi in "gardener // yandere dsmp x reader" cover art credit: @Mydnaight on twitter

(𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒) "𝙸𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝: 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞." ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ʙᴀʀᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴍᴀɴʏ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ. (𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

"Say anything else, and I'll break your knees and hang you upside down in the woods," "...Marry me," ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Female! reader [male and female love interests] Started: January 11, 2021 Ended: November 7, 2021 Avatar: The Last Airbender does not belong to me, it belongs to Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko. I will use this as entertainment purposes for others only. Characters might be slightly off for the plot. I'll fixed any flaws.

The Four Nations were at war with each other. Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, Water Tribe, and Air Nomads. Or rather, the three nations were against the formidable Fire Nation, and Fire Lord. With Avatar Roku gone, it's up to the new Avatar to save the world... but who is the new avatar? Three kids from the Southern Water Tribe stumble upon a giant iceberg. Katara, Sokka... and Y/n. Now I know what you're thinking... who in the absolute FUCK is Y/n? Well, no one really knows. She's just a waterbender, yes... WATERBENDER, from one of the Water Tribes... but is that all she is? Sokka and Katara have no idea where she came from. All they know is that she randomly appeared in the tribe, could waterbend, and now is a part of their friend group. Why don't you join me on the Gaang's journey, now with Y/n? #1 in Katara Highest Ranking (I own nothing) (Everything and everyone belongs to their rightful owner!) (I only own the plot and my OC's!) (You own yourself!) (Warning!!: Blood, cursing, gore!)

👉Discontinued [Ranboo x fem!Reader] -This story takes place in the Dreamsmp. However, not everything will be completely acurate- A girl who's spent most of her time in the timeless place called the in-between is finally freed when one man makes a huge mistake. But will she be able to live with the people in the new home she's created, or will the in-between try to drag her back in. 👉Have low expectations!! Art creds to @kumulo_nimbuss on Twitter ❌No smut (for obvious reasons) ⚠️This is written about Ranboo's character on the smp, not Ranboo himself⚠️ If anyone mentioned in this story is uncomfortable please notify me, and this story will be taken down or edited immediately :) #1- in-between #5- ranbooxreader #2- blaze

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. ... 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴇᴡ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. Dream looked at the dead body, who soon faded away. He blinked, before sighing and going back to L'manberg. Not before grabbing her sword, and most of her belongings she's left behind though. Somewhere rather far away, laid an unconsciousness figure leaning on a tree. She possessed beautiful y/h/c y/h/l hair, which seemed to dance in the light breeze. She wore a clean gray sweatshirt with the initials W.D in bold white letters were in-scripted. The jeans she had on were slightly ripped, and she wore simple sneakers. Her skin was translucent, revealing the oak tree through her arms. She seemed perfectly at peace, and didn't seem to be injured much. There were a few minor scars on her legs that looked to be bleeding, but it wasn't trickling. It was practically frozen. A bit odd if you ask me. But judging by the looks of it, she seemed to be a 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 '𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸'. Cover art: @PenWingStar on Deviantart 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: 𝐒𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭.)