"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]

A Ghost x Reader romance, and Drama❤️ You're a badass girl from another gang, called the Purple Roses. You and you're best friend, Renata, are assigned to help the Street Punks. But what happens when a certain purple colored punk, changes your life? Warning! * language 13+ * There is sex, but only later in the story!

/duh-loh-nee-uh/ • n. the fear when people genuinely like you and you can't fathom why. thinking you aren't the one they deserve cause of the qualities you hate the most about yourself. i don't own tmnt or any character except for mine. [season 1 - season 5]

"𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝" They say. So why is Death so cruel? Why does Death take away the ones who want to live the most? Why does it feel like Death wants to take the ones who deserve to live the most? Why does Death let the undeserving live? These questions were always in Ekko's mind ever since he was young. He could never understand how death works, and as he grew he got even more confused. He was always the type to value life, he was just born like that. With a good heart. But what happens when Ekko meets Death herself? Maybe not the actual death, since it is a phenomenon, but the incarnation of Death, who is no older than him. What if he learns to love Death, not knowing the secrets that she holds? And what will he do when he learns just how bad of a match they are? And what will Death do for 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 a boy? 【Ｓｔａｒｔｅｄ】: 12/08/24 【Ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅｄ】: 01/06/25

"You think you can keep running forever? That's not a life, that's just surviving. And I'm offering you a chance to live-to do something that matters. Not for him. Not for Silco. But for Zuan." ***An Ekko x Self Insert Fanfiction*** -Story begins a few days before season 1 episode 4- In the depths of Zaun, where the air is thick with smoke and desperation, Y/N moves like a shadow-hood drawn low, carrying secrets heavier than the smog that chokes the streets. Bound to Silco by necessity rather than loyalty, she's his blade in the dark, erasing loose ends and leaving questions unanswered. She tells herself it's for the good of the Undercity, for the dream of something better. But every task carves deeper doubts into her resolve. And then there's Ekko. The boy who escaped the cycle of ruin, now a man leading the Firelights with hope burning in his chest. He sees what Zaun could be-what it should be-and he sees through her, past the shroud of guilt and guarded walls. Their paths tangle in the chaos of rebellion, their shared goal forcing them together, even as the weight of their differences threatens to pull them apart. Y/N is torn between two worlds-one built on control and destruction, the other on fragile dreams. As she battles her own demons and the ghosts of the Undercity, she begins to question if salvation is even possible in a place that only knows tragedy.

In September 2013, an outbreak of a mutant Cordyceps fungus ravages the United States, transforming its human hosts into aggressive creatures known as the Infected. 20 years later, Joel and Tess are tasked to smuggle two teenagers. A girl, (y/n) who is the youngest person to be a Firefly, and her best friend, Elliot, who is somehow immune to the infection.

After Joel's murder, Ellie lost something far greater than just the man who raised her: a chance to make up. Tormented by that fact she leaves Dina and the baby behind to hunt down Abby and end things for good. But she isn't the only one who lost someone. And as painful as it may be, Ellie needs to learn to move on.

"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

[𝐅𝐍𝐀𝐅 𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑] 1985 was a time you would never forget. Being lured into the backroom of Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria by a sinister, yellow animatronic rabbit, watching all your friends be murdered by him, while you just luckily escaped death. Fast forward to 8 years later, your broke 19-year-old self was in desperate need of money. You were so desperate, that you sign yourself up for working as a night guard in your friend's murder site. What you didn't know, is that your friend's spirits were still there all along, roaming the depressing halls of the so called "family friendly" pizzeria, although having taking the form of a few familiar faces you knew all too well. But what's gonna happen when you come face to face with their killer? And little did you know, he had been waiting ever so patiently for your arrival. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 [I do not own any of the Five Nights at Freddys characters]