her chuckles dripped like pure sunshine. PANSY PARKINSON © 2021 chvsingdreams

The Story about a girl I met in school, we lost contact but she's still in my Head.

𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐘, 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄, energetic (last name) (name) gets added to class 1-a's group chat. not knowing why she was added, she makes friends with her future classmates. oh no, class 1-a and others have fallen for her. this will be an interesting disaster. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ (the first few chapters are cringe but i promise it gets better later on! i'll fix those chapters once i've completed this story!) (various!bnha x fem!reader) 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐅𝐈𝐂! 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 10/20/20 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒: 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 @-𝐘𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐀

single father x fem reader! daughter imagines <3 - not sexual, please refrain from thinking that they are - these are meant to provide comfort :) - i envy the father/daughter trope REQUESTS ARE OPEN - read my introduction chapter, for those instructions ;) INCONSISTENT UPDATES :/

You suddenly reincarnated as the precious best friend of the female lead. An extra who's purpose is to be the Cupid and Wingman, in other words, the legendary matchmaker. Not only that, but also the person who would always suffer for the sake of the main characters too. It's truly unfornate for someone as humble as yourself but it's better than to be reincarnated as the unfortunate villainess right? After all your goal is to live freely in the end without getting dragged around by the cruel fate of death bestowed upon you. Death. That's right, not only were you the matchmaker, the author had also decided to make you suffer with an illness that would kill you in the middle of the story as an leverage to create more romantic scenes between the main characters. Your entire existence is to be the bridge between the main characters and be disposed when the deed was done but you don't want that. That's why you will do your best to change the fate that's given to you, no matter what it takes!

❝ All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wonder are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken: The crownless again shall be king. ❞ or in which a girl who is a little too obsessed with books finds herself in a new land and in the middle of a prophecy much like the ones she reads about. not to mention that she has to go through this with her best friends and the very boy that she finds herself falling more in love with every day. she always wanted to experience a journey like the ones she grew up reading about, but now that it's here and she's finding out things about herself that she never knew before, she's in for more than what she had expected. welcome to the world of Rosemary Claire Kirke. - - - { Edmund Pevensie x OC } | Based off of the Narnia Chronicles | started - 3/18/19 completed - 9/14/20 as of 2/28/23 a new part has been added to this book with an original storyline. updated completion date to come &lt;3

A new member has joined the Hogwarts choir during Y/n's fourth year at the school of magic. Having never met the guy, Y/n introduces herself in hopes of gaining a new friend. All seems to be going splendidly until she sees him again in divination class. His once kind and humorous personality has turned cold and arrogant while he does his best to ignore her existence. Undeterred, she helps him open up little by little. She wants to know more about the mysterious Slytherin, Edmund Pevensie. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Hogwarts, all rights go to their rightful owners. I do not own Narnian characters either. I only own the scenes I've made up.

The Zodiac signs decide to go to a 'haunted' mansion and spend a couple nights there. At first, everything is all fun and games. Mysterious objects suddenly appear, each individual and personalized to each sign. At night, everyone's minds are messed with. They can't tell left from right, good from bad, and who can they trust if they don't trust themselves?

A burnout intellectual. A bipolar outcast. A insecure artist. A childish rival. A...tenacious best friend. And the cherry on top of your already unlucky situation? A mysterious psycho intent on destroying everyone with you as the self-destruct button. Literally. They're all out to have you as their as their own. Even if that means playing into your personal demon's mind-games. You may not know much about this hellish situation you've been plunged into but you all know the outcome. This ends in blood.