This is the story of a pair of siblings - a shy and grief-overwhelmed 13 year old and a 17 year old gender queer who doesn't know who they are. And a pile of crushed paper cranes. (very much still in progress) this is a half fantasy half self-appreciation story - hope you enjoy!! Cover by me!

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It's Christmas time... Ray, the villain known for his tricks and traps, is ready to wreak havoc among the small, festive, Christmas loving town of Mistletoe (and no, this is NOT The Grinch). He's almost ready to ruin the most widespread, most looked forward to holiday of the year when he meets Kane Gates, Mistletoe's only hope of getting to celebrate Christmas. Through secret meetings and knowing touches, can Ray, the most unfeeling villain known to man, keep his heart from falling for the wrong guy? A Christmas Tale is all about trust, bickering, and a lot of snow to keep Ray's heart from melting. [boyxboy]

Percy Jackson Christmas fanfiction When Annabeth, Thalia, Luke, Grover and Percy were young and they were all friends. DISCLAIMER: All characters belong to Rick Riordan Cover by @Speed_Reader8

✩ turning stupid things me and my friends have said into genuine stories! ✩ just for fun, as a way to get used to wattpad ;(-v-) ✩ i'll add more parts as i have more free time, but for now i hope you enjoy what there is!! « have fun reading ! »

revised version: https://www.wattpad.com/story/341813023-birdsong Meghan once was a normal girl. Once. Until she found a new ability, a new form. A raven. An ebony black raven. And a princess. The world and fate of the Birdsongs rest in her wings. The wings that are trapped, then free, then sing. She's finding her birdsong, and it's more complicated than helpful. But maybe this is her chance. To show her parents. To show the world. Maybe. *Huge cringe warning, I wrote this when I was 9/10 years old so you can count on it being extremely cliche and cringy* [no more updates on this version, but the revised version will *hopefully* have regular updates]

Smoke flows in through my nose. I choke, my hacking growing more and more desperate. I make a desperate decision, fueled by adrenaline. My thoughts are hazy. Every part of me wishes I didn't have to do this. My lungs burn as I simply hold my breath and I start going back up. The fuzzy grey is so intense, it feels like I'm swimming in a pool of it. I want to scream, yell, do something. The grey makes me trip over myself as I climb the stairs. Almost as if I'm angry. I don't know who I'm angry with. And that's the worst part. I feel like thrashing and flailing, unable to tell what's where. But the fire is closer than I thought. I bump into it, and I feel the burns and blisters coating my left arm. I cry out, and stumble back, as I begin coughing again. My arm throbs, more intensely than before, and I know that the little scrape from earlier is nothing but an inconvenience. As I step forwards, the extra weight of my left arm throws me off balance, giving my lungs no time to think as I walk straight back into the smoke.

(Completely clean story, a tiny bit of fluff) Some people just aren't meant for this type of life. A life where everyone knows your name. A life where you sing in front of millions. Where you inspire billions. It seems as if Shawn Mendes was built into this life. But there's something stuck in his heart, and all the panic attacks, late nights, and self demotion are starting to pile up. Surrounded by the people he loves, he needs to swim out of the ocean before it swallows him up. /includes: - 12 chapters - an epilogue - some Justin Bieber/Shawn Mendes best friend love - Extension chapter (post breakup, Shawmila platonic fluff!!) - Lots of anxiety, panic attacks hope you enjoy!!/