Summary: A Tarnished who has done this whole song and dance a million times before and has reached max level in every skill, starts up one last run. Why? To finally give every last one of his waifus the happy endings they deserve, of course. Told from the perspective of said waifus, as they all try to desperately get a handle on the Tarnished and his antics. This story is already completed on all of my other websites. Posting it here, one update a day, to see how it does. Give it a try and let me know what you think!

He had been through so much. He had survived abandonment, pirate attacks, and life as a rebel. They weren't losing him to this. AKA: A sickfic I started over a year ago and should finally do something with Cover Art by me - check out my art blog mrntanksart on tumblr and @mrntanks on instagram

[Oneshots x Male Reader] 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬. 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. You know the drill. From blood-soaked battlefields to slow-burn romances, from brutal betrayals to shameless lemons-I don't hold back, and neither should you. These are the oneshots where anything can happen, where the worlds you know get twisted, raw, and sometimes downright unholy. Call it unfiltered. Call it reckless. Call it exactly what you've been scrolling for at 3AM. Just don't act brand new when the heat hits. -------------------------------------------------- - This book contains multiple fandoms, multiple genres, and mature content. - Warnings: violence, coarse language, trauma, explicit lemons. Reader discretion is advised. -------------------------------------------------- Best Rankings: #3 in oneshots #234 in angst #22 in maturecontent #406 in xreader #285 in fanfic #149 in readerinsert #4 in cyberpunk #1 in differentfandoms #56 in starshiptroopers #2 in tokyoghoul

"Thoughts on terrorism?" "This might be controversial, but it's totally not cool." ________________________________________ They had taken different paths, but those paths would intertwine again one day. At least, that's what (Name) hoped. (Name) had left his home behind with several regrets. Now back in Piltover after studying abroad for a few years, he realizes just how much things can change in a few years. He just hopes that things haven't changed too much. ________________________________________ "Felt cute. Might delete this later." "Well hurry up."

The duty of a Commander has a lot of responsibilities which need to be taken with extreme care to ensure everything goes smoothly and efficiently around all the fleets. While the Commander is mainly assigned to make strategies, command the different fleets and fill-up thousands of thousands of papers daily, he does also enjoy to spend quality time with all the ships he share his daily routine. You can call it some sort of reward for his hard work. Welcome to the One-Shots of Azur Lane, where our dearest protagonist, the Commander (A.K.A Y/N) will share different moments with some of the Kansen from all the different nations. ----------------------------------------- It's nice to see you again, reader, welcome to my new book. I hope you enjoy it :).

This is a story about a Demon Boy, Blue Light, who is very innocent on the outside and a kind soul despite being a demon. But there is more to him, than others realise...... Let's find out more about him in the world of Hell as he faces many trials and tribulations. And why is he even in Hell to begin with?

KDA is a hit. And not just a passing one either. Ahri, Evelynn, Akali, and Kai'sa have left their mark on the world and they don't plan on stopping. Well, they didn't plan on their record label going bankrupt. Now the girls find themselves staying at Akali's family's Inn as they struggle to find new inspiration for their self made album. Enter a young man with a mysterious past.

FEAR THE SCREECH OF MY LUNGS AND HARKON THE RINGING OF MY TEETH! Yeah, what he said. Hey there, you're just in time for a story. This story takes place on the leftovers of an ancient world, a Remnant, you could say. ROLL THE CREDITS, THE JIG IS UP! I don't know where I come from, I don't know if I had a family or friends. I just know my enemies, which when you're me, means pretty much everyone with the sense to shoot on sight. MORE MEAT FOR THE GRINDER! MORE BLOOD TO QUENCH MY THIRST! At least HE is enjoying himself I guess. Anyway, this is a story of how I met up with a team of people destined to save the world from- THE GROWING DARKNESS, THE SHADOWS CREEP INTO MY SOUL! He means the GRIMM and other nasties like bandits and the White Fang. Believe me, you'll get used to it in time. These people I'll be joining with are good people, different pasts and stories but all working together for the common good. Even if they don't always see eye to eye. I want to tell them I can help, that I want to do some good for once... That's what I want to say, what actually comes out of my mouth is... I HAVE THE SHINIEST MEAT BICYCLE! eh, close enough. I don't own RWBY or the borderlands game series. I'm just making the story