"Your first draft will always be bad." FuCk YoU hEmMiNg WaY! Ah yes, your average human poorly writing characters and scenarios to fit into a plot line that doesn't need another character because it's already super well done and the story doesn't need any of these ideas or scenarios...Ouch, just hurt us in several words...Anyway- - God is dead here so have fun kiddo! All shorts are gender neutral unless someone asks for a specific one, and yes, requests are open. - Started: Nov 7, 2020 Ended: - No art belongs to us and we'll try to credit whoever makes it as much as we can.

"𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦?" 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳. . . . "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵." 𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Y/N lived alone in a vast tundra. Not that she was forced to live there, but she lived there by choice. They never really liked the idea of living with people or governments. However, it did get a bit lonely, even with her gentle malamute. That is, until one day, she finds something- no, someone, wondering around on her territory. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Started: 11:37 AM 4/12/21 Ended: 12/23/22 Ranks: a few Enjoy~!

"ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ, ɪ'ᴍ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʀɪɢʜᴛ?" 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜! 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮. ⚠️Disclaimer! None of the arts/pics used in this book are mine! If any of them are yours please tell me and I'll take it down⚠️ 🎈English is not my first language🎈 Started on : 8 June 2021 Ended on : Currently re-writing!

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"You can't be serious." "If you ever set foot in the Dream SMP, or any of its surrounding countries, you will be executed." "Why keep me here? Why not just put me in that massive prison of yours?" "That prison was never built to keep you of all people. But if you keep trying my patience, I just might make you a cell." "Just go. You got what you want, I'm far from your precious country. Just leave me here and never come back." "You know I can't do that." "That blizzard outside is almost as cold as you are, Dream. You walk in here, and it's like all the warmth just disappears. One day, you'll catch a cold from that ice you've festered in your heart." "There will come a day when you, too, learn to become heartless to protect yourself." ***** What did I ever do to deserve being banished from the home I've done nothing but love, to a place nearly as cold as the masked man forcing me to stay here?

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Modern Warfare 2 Ghost x Reader !! Gender-Neutral, please kindly let me know if I messed up somewhere so I can quickly fix it :) (y/n) decided that if he wouldn't come back to them, they would go to him.

warning: smut, knives, blood, etc etc. you never saw this IMPORTANT this is a fanfic of his character/personality on the smp, not him as a real person. If he were to state that he was uncomfortable with these stories, I would take them down. PLEASE be respectful as these are real people creating these characters etc.

This is a dream times reader (female) story there will be some smut. Enjoy! You are 21 and live in Orlando Florida Y/n lives in sunny Florida and meets a new guy at a coffee shop. Will a potential love triangle and streaming career add or take away from this interesting relationship? Read to find out. ❗️sexual assault ❗️smut ❗️swearing