Again, it's the mask, this time in complete detail. It seems almost like a white cloth with red symbols painted on it and three black slits on each side for eyes. "Just leave me alone already! what do you want?" I scream. I've finally had it. I'm done with the paranoia, the sleepless nights, and the constant feeling like someone's watching me. Suddenly there's a strange breeze of cool air whistling through the apartment. Some papers are lifted by the current and drift onto the floor. Just as suddenly as the draft came, a deep voice whispers, "you" then the breeze stops, and I'm left sitting there scared and confused at what the hell just happened. This is a Sleep Token fanfiction for mature audiences only! All pictures are made with AI (Wonder app)

Blythe is a sleep therapist dealing with the loss of her father. After his passing she became a terrible insomniac. She tries to help her patients as best she can, while holding on to a normal life. But can she continue to hold onto reality after she begins to see shadows and masked figures everywhere she goes? Who are these beings and why does she keep seeing them?

y/a/n - hello. militaryghost - hello sweetheart.

Simon Ghost Riley x Reader - set in a dystopian AU with sentient zombies. Uses second person tense. Featuring a plot that I'm making up as I go along. Slow burn romance between Ghost and female character. NSFW, 18+ content. Author's Note: This fanfic is existing purely on vibes. I have never played any Call of Duty games and I know extremely little about the lore of these games or Ghost's story. Like many, Ghost appeared on my TikTok in recent weeks and his sad eyes have captured my pathetic little heart. I know that will be bothersome to some of you, so please do not read if you want a canonically accurate fic. Otherwise - enjoy! If you enjoyed The Crow & The Ghost, check out my Hockey AU short story starring Captain Price and Ghost, called Tag Team! Available on both Wattpad and AO3.

You never thought you'd be more than just a Artillery and Missiles Officer, you never thought you actually go out into the field in the midst of war. That all happened in the matter of a seconds. Suddenly you're apart of Task force 141 searching for a shipment of highly dangerous missiles that never arrived to their destination. What could go wrong? |I do not own any of the MW Characters, nor do I own you lol but the story I have created, I take full ownership of that!|

"I'm just trying to protect you" "I don't need your protection" "We'll that's too damn bad" - COMPLETED Simon 'Ghost' Riley x reader enemies to lovers-ish campaign accurate (spoilers!) contains smut female reader

'My niece is sick...she has been sick for a long time. ' Tara, the vivacious niece of Don Carmine Falcone is a sick woman, her nurses and doctors have met less than favourable ends. When the Mob leader runs out of options for his beloved niece he turns to the only person he thinks capable of subduing her, at least for the time being. ZsaszxOC

Victor Zsasz is the greatest hitman in Gotham. Everyone knows that. But some don't know who the 2nd best hitman...or woman is. Both are sociopaths. Both treat Gotham as their playground. What will happen when two great forces are forced to work together? - - (I do not own Gotham or any characters from the series or DC universe. I only own my original characters.)

Victor was the exact opposite of her. She was pure, he was a sin. She was light, he was darkness. She was everything he wasn't. He wanted to shield her from him, but he fell harder for her every time she looked at him.

❛NO ONE EVER PROMISED YOU A HAPPY ENDING, OKAY? I DIDN'T. THE ONLY THING I CAN PROMISE YOU IS A DEAD MAN.❜ ↳ gotham's victor zsasz x reader