"Ｉ ｄｏｎ＇ｔ ｓｅｅ ｙｏｕ ａｓ ａ ｇｉｒｌ．" - - - - Y/N is close friends with Tsukishima and Yamaguchi since elementary. It makes complete sense that she is doomed to fall in love with one of them. That one being Tsukishima Kei. The only problem is-- Y/N isn't the only one who feels the same way about Tsukishima. - - - - I *do not* give anyone any permission to translate, create videos, or republish my work. I have all rights to my stories and would appreciate everyone to enjoy them on the platforms I post these stories on. These stories are free and I don't feel comfortable knowing others are making money off of them. (｡•́︿•̀｡) If you see my work anywhere else other than Wattpad and AO3, just know I did not give them any permission. - - - - #1 in tsukishimaxreader (9.19.20)

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.

her boyfriend clay has been slowly adding to his list of roommates, but can willow truly stay "just" roommates? poly!dreamteam x oc

Some people might thinking having one boyfriend is a lot, now imagine having five famous ones! (poly!feral boys x female oc)

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

Hey it's me again, my 4th story!!! Here's the rundown if you're new. Female reader btw ____________ Y/n helps teach a cute boy with his homework. And her knowing sign language gives her the upper hand in this friendship, or more. Well come and find out!! ___________ No smut they are minors No unwanted shipping (Tommyxtubbo) No offensive or racist comments!! _________ TW// Bullying Abuse Depression Blah blah you get the deal Now join me, as I steal your genders while writing your daily dose of simp material. I maybe dyslexic but I'm one heck of a writer ;)

IN WHICH a boy texts the wrong number OR she receives a text from a pretty boy with no name [ranboo x oc] #1 in ranboo (4/20/21)

SEQUEL TO UNKNOWN NUMBER general trigger warning: suicide self harm running away drugs mental health [ranboo x oc]