"I-I don't know who I am anymore." Hiro shakes his head and takes your hand. Despite it being covered in blood, he pulls it to his chest and rests it against his heart. The beat of it drums against your palm. "No. Do you feel this? Do you see us? This isn't about who we are individually. It's about who we are." - San Fransokyo was overrun with the monsters in the beginning. Everything fell apart quickly, leaving you alone and exposed in this cruel and evil world. Then you meet the Hamada's, and suddenly there is a light in your life. You don't want to get close to anyone else in fear of the exact same pattern of loneliness and pain, but you can't stay away from them now. As time passes, Hiro becomes your new life. Will you be able to keep your small glimmer of hope even as the world continues to fall apart? Will you be able to stay with Hiro even through the hard times? Will you discover who you are, or lose yourself forever? (A Zombie Apocalypse AU) {Inspired by the song: Be Not So Fearful (A.C. Newman)} • Warning: violence, horror, gore, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATHS •

Tubbo falls in love with Tommy and Tommy puts up with him

•Ticci Toby- A wanted serial killer on the run. •(Y/n) (L/n) - A wanted girl running away from home. •What happens when the two cross paths and fall in love? Read to find out. - I do not own the character Ticci Toby

🅃🅁🄸🄶🄶🄴🅁 🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶🅂 ⚠️ -𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚎, 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚖𝚄𝚝 ~🄷🄸🄶🄷🄴🅂🅃 🅁🄰🄽🄺🄸🄽🄶🅂~ #𝟷 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 #𝟷 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 #𝟷 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚔 #𝟷 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘 #𝟷 𝚖𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘 #𝟷 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚘 #𝟷 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍 #𝟷 𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚜𝚡𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 #𝟷 𝚖𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚊 #𝟷 𝚖𝚢 #𝟸 𝚖𝚑𝚊𝚡𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

"Nick, that's illegal..." "chase and charli was illegal but I don't see anyone complaining." In this story ur american only for the sole purpose that tommy hates them lmao

"Please remain calm and in your seats. Your lifejackets are under your chairs, and your seats are buoyant so do not panic." The stewardess smiled prettily at everyone on the plane, hoping to calm down the panicking people. You woke up to people screaming. Wondering what had interrupted your dream, you looked around and saw people frantically searching for lifejackets. Starting to feel a little panicked, you looked out the window and saw the ocean getting rather close and approaching fast. You grabbed the lifejacket and buckled it on securely. Holding your backpack which contained all of your clothes tightly, you closed your eyes and tried to block it all out. A large splash, and you knew no more. __________________ I will be updating whenever I feel like it, but if this gets a lot of reads I might do it more often. Also, this is my first ever story so please tell me things I can do to improve my writing. If there are any grammar or spelling mistakes please comment and tell me. Thank you for reading! Also Ranboo this isn't that bad if you want to read it be my guest. :) I have no shame, if you dont like it then comment and tell me

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

As Technoblade's sister, you have always been a fan of Minecraft YouTube. Little did you know the quiet yet handsome boy from school was one of the most popular Minecraft content creators on Twitch...and your personal comfort streamer. --Yes, I know Ranboo came out as gay. This story was completed about a year and a half before he announced it. I mean absolutely no disrespect to Ranboo himself, and I respect his identity 100%-- Milestones: Holy cow we're at 4K reads already...Thank you SO MUCH!!! (Aug 2021) YOOOOOOO WE HIT 20K READS!!!! i legit can't even absorb that number... (Nov 2021) i left for 5 mins and now we have 40K reads, 1000 votes, and ranked #8 on #ranboo. guys what happened help (Dec 2021) 50K????? WHAT?????? (Jan 2022) 2K votes!! 70K reads!! What??!! (April 2022) WE HIT 100K READS! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!!! (Nov 2022) 150K reads and #2 on #streaming!!!!! (Nov 2023)

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

"But what if Clay didn't know?" I grab his hand, "Think about it. If he doesn't know then we can make sure we actually work before we tell him." He lets that sink in for a second. "Y/n, i understand what you're saying" he says slowly, "but I need to hear exactly what you're thinking we do about it?" I give him a smile. "Can you keep a secret, Nick?"