Running, something you are far to good at. But you, (Name) were running for your life running to the only people you could trust. You were afraid, alone, tired and not feeling the best but you had to run, you knew it wasn't as safe as you assumed. Were they going to let you stay with them? How are you? Who are you? What are you? // Fruits basket x reader // // Kyo x Reader // // I do not own anything from fruits basket // // #1 in Rat [08/22/2021] //

Subject A11, Otherwise known as a huge pain in the ass for W.I.C.K.E.D The Subject's name is (Y/n), She was sent into the Maze purely by accident but her friends dying wasn't an accident. "I'm getting out of here, It's only a matter of time" She was the first one to arrive at the Glade, The first one to be hurt by the Glade, And the first one to encounter a Greiver. It was almost as if Fate wanted to get rid of her, To kill her, To extinguish her fire but somehow she always slipped away almost as if she fell into the depths of hell thousands of times and was now able to crawl out of it without as much as a sweat. "(Y/n)? She wouldn't hurt a fly" Laughed Gally as he ruffled her (H/c) hair making the other Gladers chuckle with smiles "She's our precious little Glader, Our sweet (Y/n)" He whispered with a soft smile

Twenty-three year old (Y/n) (L/n) is an intelligent and well respected woman and an incredible poet with a well known published book. Although, at times she can be irrational, stubborn, aggressive, and sometimes even a little inappropriate. She's definitely not the type of woman you'd expect in 1885, especially one in London. However, she meets a like minded young woman named, Enola Holmes, and the two become friends and partners. The two girls often find themselves in trouble, but like they say, well behaved women rarely make history. (Sherlock Holmes x Reader)

[I've got your back, Princess. It'll take a lot more than a bunch of snotty boggins to get rid of me. Especially since I'm someone of such...immense skill. I rose an eyebrow, "Right," dragging out the vowel skeptically, "Because obviously skill correlates to the number of times you've almost died." "I'd like to think so, or else I wouldn't exactly be here risking my life for you," He stopped for a moment, contemplative, "Give me a kiss and we're even," He grinned I grimaced shoving his face away with a single pointer finger. "Nod."] (Disclaimer: Characters aside from the reader do not belong to me; they belong to BlueSky)

❝c'mon, you have to admit that was totally tubular.❞

You've been awarded an exclusive summer trip!? You didn't let me finish... It's to an all boys camp. The camp tried to call your parents to pick you up but, they are halfway across the world on a business trip and won't be able to come for about a month. The camp can't send you on your merry way to nowhere, so they decide to let you stay until your parents are able to pick you up. Well, have fun! ;) All art belongs to their respective owners. Please enjoy.