(most likely DISCONTINUED) Sun and Moon smut and fluff. If you don't like it, don't read it. NONE OF THE ART IS MINE I have no clue how long this is gonna be lol

"If love was a sin, we both are found guilty" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Amara, a kind soul that got in with the wrong crowd. She knows the feeling of pain, and loneliness. But affection she has no experience in. Fighting her own demons, to forget. But the memories stays with the scars. No one noticed her and she knew her life's line, until him. Until Damon Hale. With a body as a Greek god and aura as the devil. Damon Hale, the mysterious bad boy who just moved in town. Unwanted attention to him. But his eyes are only set on her, the girl with glasses on and a notebook in hand. He can't keep her out of his mind, and it's driving him crazy. What will happen between the two, will she be saved and him fixed? Or will destruction reach them one last time?

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader. This will be spicy slow burning romance between you and Lt. Riley, one of your colleagues in task force 141. 18+ warning (violence, harsh language and smut, and more. read at your own risk) First time writing fanfic and I barely know how to use this app and english isn't my first language, so please bear with me, I will do my best! These stories are not following any of the actual stories in Activision's games, all credits to them for making the characters and universe.

"Don't be losers," I tell the boys as I climb onto the rock. "Come on, guys. Enjoy life." "It seems like you might hurt yourself," Dream shakes his head, taking a cautious step forward." "I'm just living a little." I shrug. "All we have is now anyways." (NOT A POLY FF) tw: angst, blood, mature language and jokes, drinking, death

__ I see Dream wipe his bloody nose and laughs, looking into my direction. He approaches me: "You're good-" he stares at me down, towering me. His smirk grows wider before saying: "-for a girl." __ *~not completed~* This is a Dream x fem!reader/DSMP war This story does not follow the exact lore since I added a character. This contains: -strong language Q -violence -blood -panic attacks AND THERE IS NO SMUT! And if my best friends are reading this- I just want to say that I'm sorry lol. The cover is mine! Enjoy! :)

In which Y/N takes the wrong train with some stranger with a double colored mask. Neither of them know where they're going or where they'll end up. What happens from there? #1 in #londonengland (3/29/22) #15 in #ranbooxreader (3/29/22)

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" he asks groggily as he makes his way over to the barstools. I laugh at the way he rubs his eyes. "Making pancakes." He squints up at me, hangover all over his face. "Why are you doing it so early in the morning?" "First of all, it's noon." I shake my head as I flip a pancake over. "And second of all, Saturday mornings are basically made for pancakes."

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a simple, fluffy jschlatt x female reader! i've seen alot of these and i've been inspired! enjoy :) EDIT: edit, from wayyyy later. CW: CALLMEC*RSON