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Open (🤝) Hiatus ( ) Closed ( ) Artiva - An Italian origin word, known for its meaning like achiever, more attractive. It represents ambition, independence, strength, and mostly creativity. "Design is like a mom. Nobody notices when she's around but everybody misses her when she's not." Design is the thinking made visual, intelligence made visible. It's the key element that always grabs the spotlight. You want your story to fly high, designing just needs to stick by. Welcome to ARTIVA... where you find exactly what you are looking for.

WARNING: This book will cause uncontrollable laughing. You have been warned. Character Quotes: "The key to success is... Live, laugh, love. Obvious and easy, right? No. I obviously don't seem like the type to help with your life problems, but do as I say . Don't wanna? Not my problem. Live your life the funny way so you don't regret it, and if you don't want to, suit yourself. So - hey, Lysander, you idiot, come closer, my brick can't hit that far- get what I mean?" -Julia, We the Weirdos "I've got nothing important to say. Oh wait, actually... (and you better listen, you hear me?)when a woman says 'what' it's not like she didn't hear you. It actually means that she's giving you a chance to change what you just said. I've actually experienced firsthand and look at my brick-shaped bruise I have on my arm. And if you accuse her of being deaf, oh, you're really in for a treat. I'm leaving now, don't want to get hit by another brick. But listen to me, seriously." -Lysander, We the Weirdos _________ Julia's life: Social life: non existent. Love life: non existent. Home life: chores exist. Weirdness: to the max. How much weirder can her life get when a new boy enters their school and flips her world upside down?

You spawn in a new world, not knowing where you are, all you know is your name, (y/n). You meet a new friend, defeat some monsters and get creeped out by the two white lights that never seem to stay in place. The reader in this story will be they/them with a female body, because that's all I know how to write.

Your father was a soldier: a brave man who fought in that legendary war against Herobrine. You always dreamed of becoming a soldier too; killing monsters and fighting for your home and family. Finally, you do become one. You become one of the best! However, not even you could expect what is to come. Meh cover. Plz, don't steal it. :> (Not the typical "romancy" book, let's just say.. mainly because I like doing things a little differently, if you can't tell by looking at my many other books :] ..)

Two people with buyer's remorse travel at least a somewhat far distance --for a blind person at least-- to reinstall/retract their previous wishes. Two wishes were asked. Two wishes that would come to change the world. Two wishes that together would make one happy life. (Y/n) wished to become the most beautiful girl alive, only to learn of the consequences that come with such beauty. So she is delighted to meet a blind man with the name Hero, who does not see her for her looks, but her heart. The two are brought together by the same goal, Hero looking to restore his undone wish, and (Y/n) looking to undo her own wish entirely. What is to come of the two when they are tested in the field of trust? How can two who were raised to rely on no one but themselves, possibly rely on another? (Thanks TwilightSpake for the overall idea.)

You're a numb-to-life hacker who just wants to steal money to see the numbers go up, but are stolen from this lifestyle to instead help Herobrine with his own hacker related problems.

After being born and raised in a terrible death prison, you are finally handed your ONE chance to freedom, which comes from the most unlikely of sources. The only problem here is that you are stuck. A slave to a cruel nation, which treats its prisoners like monsters. Maybe even worse than that. The camp you have grown up in is an absolute mad-house, designed to make people go crazy. Your only line of defense is endurance. In order to make it through this place alive, you have resulted to layering your skin in cloth and metal in order to withstand their worst; problem is, what happens after you are scorched, eaten at by the flames? And what happens when you are sent away to fight in an army, as a defenseless soldier, against the god of evil known as Herobrine? Mature: ---------- gore and suffering NO lemon Platonic xReader ---------- Right now it's number one in #herobrine.... for some reason. 😅

#1 in Herobrine! Y/N is not too happy with her life, living with permanent blindness and the well-meaning but insulting overprotection she lives with on a daily basis, but she's certainly not looking for a MAN to come and fix it for her. The mysterious stranger who likes to hang out on the same hill she does gives off an air of having nefarious intentions... but maybe he's just interested in the one human who isn't scared by his eyes, the ones just like hers. Inspired by a fic by @NavyNebula!