"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮 Having the constant fear of losing a loved one, especially when you're constantly with them. It's hard imagining life when not being beside them. Having to overthink about them is the worst thing. Worse knowing they can disappear at any second. Rankings: #2 : purpledxreader #24 : Tubbolive #183 : streamer #435 : twitch #451 : ranboo #547 : youtube #913 : minecraft Sequel: "Falling for Impossible Love" Started: 23/8/21 Finished: 12/1/22

Y/N is a talented artist in the Kingdom of Enderia. There, a faceless prince lives and according to rumors, once you see his face, you're dead. Dead as in dead but Y/N learns that it isnt true at all. Ranboo is a prince who's face has been hidden from everyone but why? No one really knows. Ranboo has lived inside the castle walls which he sees as eerie and gloomy but once Y/N came to their castle, his world began to shine bright with colors. Will Y/N get Ranboo's trust to show him who he truely is or will their lives stay the same, Y/N being a simple artist and Ranboo living in a gloomy world? ================================ Second book poggers! I don't really have a good inspiration here and the first few chapters were pre-written at 12 am so I wasnt in the right mindset to write that time sorry lmao. - Disclaimer: I do not write about the cc's themselves, the characters in this book are different versions of their characters in different universes :)

another techno book<3 i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much as the other one :) ily ily ily you are swag take care of yourselves :] (warning a lot of swearing) -author [complete~]

A story where you're in techno blade's love or host. win or lose? love or host? -this is will be all romantic and sHiT so bare with me- Warning: mature language COMPLETE :D

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.

"we're handcuffed together," ~~~~~ DREAM PLEASE DONT READ 《complete》

The song ended as you merged onto the highway and another familiar song started up - not by Myra but by an adjacent band to the Myracle Makers that you also liked - the Dream Team. You had found out about them through Myra's music (Spotify thought that they went together well) and you had fallen in love with a couple of their songs, and then a couple more, until you were in their top .5% of listeners. They were one of your favorite bands, and their song Florida Smile was a song for the soul. You smiled to yourself, turning up the radio. The familiar beat of the drums pumped through the speakers of your car and you began to sing along as the lead singer - he went by Dream as a stage name (like Dream's Team... haha) - began to sing. You knew all the words by heart. And you've got a Florida smile... sends my heart racing to the mark at the mile...

"Hey Drista, are you ready to go eat?" "Can I bring my brother?" 42K reads - March 13th, 2022 72.5k reads - January 2nd, 2023 blew up on tiktok first then became a wattpad writer