𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 : ▬▬▬ ▬▬ ❝ 𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗗𝗦 ‧₊˚ ➤ Where a curse gets awakened after 1,000 years of stasis, getting told her options are to help the vessel of Sukuna collect Sukuna's fingers or to get executed, leaving her with no choice but to agree. 𝜗ϱ complete 𝜗ϱ jujutsu kaisen x reader 𝜗ϱ sirin reader (female) ─ date started ;; [ 09 / 24 / 23 ] ─ date ended ;; [ 11 / 02 / 23 ] ━━━━━━━━━━━ 11/13/23 - #1 in ryomensukuna 11/14/23 - #1 in jjkxreader 11/17/23 - #1 in jujutsukaisen 11/18/23 - #1 in jjk

Ozzy was just a little young Russian girl, living with only her grandma. Her life goal was just to survive and be happy, well everything changes when she met a dark blue jumpsuit man at the cafe she works at. P.S: Just to be clear, I made this on a google doc and it's been living in that web for a long time, and I just decided to bring it up.

She's chaos in combat boots. He's the apocalypse's favorite soldier. When Melinda quite literally drops into the Winchesters' motel room-cigarette in her mouth, death moth earrings swaying, and attitude sharp enough to kill an angel-it's clear something cosmic is off. Turns out? She's Dean Winchester's soulmate. What follows is pure feral mayhem: demon banter, ADHD-driven tag matches, Meg kisses, Lucifer getting tackled, emotional healing disguised as a game, and a final kiss under the stars that might just save the world. Add cherry perfume, trench coat trauma, and more finger guns than Heaven can handle, and you've got a story that'll make you laugh, cry, and maybe scream "SHE DID NOT JUST DO THAT." This is tag-induced emotional healing. This is found family. This is Supernatural like you've never seen it. (yes this is a short story and I just wanted to share it because I was smiling the entire time while writing it)

She wasn't supposed to be part of the story. But when Sam and Colby head to one of the most haunted locations they've ever filmed at, they meet Melinda-a fiercely protective girl with a dark past, a sharp tongue, and a nurturing energy that ghosts can't seem to resist. What starts as a simple paranormal investigation spirals into something far more dangerous, and when a demon sets its sights on her, the group quickly realizes she's not just a bystander-she's the key. Through possessions, exorcisms, lost spirits, and haunting revelations, Melinda becomes their anchor. Especially Sam's. But this isn't a love story. It's a war between light and darkness. And love... just might be what saves them both. Featuring slow-burn romance, Latin protection spells, found family vibes, demonic warfare, and one couch cuddle that might break the internet.

Melinda didn't believe in vampires. Until she walked into a house full of them, smelled too fucking good, and had one on her neck in under an hour. Now she's blood-bound to a feral boy named Sam who moans every time she bites him. Her ADHD is off the charts. Her fries are soaked in blood. And every time she opens her mouth, someone in the room screams. She doesn't just survive the vampire world- She owns it. Unfiltered. Unholy. Unfuckwithable. This is Melinda's story. And she's not done until every vampire in this house regrets underestimating her. ⚠️ Blood, bonding, biting, chaos, soulmates, pegging jokes, and more blood, and smut⚠️ You've been warned. This book is pure unhinged chaos, blood, soulmates, pegging jokes, and fries. If you're here for a soft vampire boy getting emotionally wrecked by his bloodbound ADHD girlfriend- You're welcome. Updates are complete, but feel free to comment, scream, cry, or simp in the margins. 🩸 Respectfully, The Queen of Chaos - satan's apprentice 666

It was just past 7:30 PM in Los Angeles, and golden hour clung to the skyline like honey on skin. The air buzzed with that warm SoCal energy-equal parts freedom and tension. You'd spent the afternoon wandering around the city, head tucked into a hoodie that wasn't yours and a cigarette slowly burning between your fingers. Your boots tapped against the cracked pavement outside an old Victorian building-abandoned, eerie, and unmistakably familiar. You hadn't planned on stopping here. You were just walking, headphones on shuffle, letting Taylor Swift bleed into Chase Atlantic, when the building caught your attention. It looked like the kind of place Sam and Colby would film at, and sure enough-just across the street, a matte black SUV was parked slightly crooked. A camera bag sat on the hood. You froze. Out of the corner of your eye, movement. The door of the building creaked open, spilling out laughter, voices-their voices.

Y/n visits Windsor College with her boyfriends, each having a personal business in the city when they are reunited with their friends from high school, but all of them are suddenly thrown into another murder spree. Will the past catch up to them, or is it people from the past affecting it now? -.- "That feeling? That's blood lust, baby!" The man laughed, holding his knife dangerously close to the woman at his side. The lights were dim, and you barely felt the blade slice your cheek, "Leave her alone!" Sidney cried while the woman held her down, "Please! Leave her! She hasn't done anything!" You sat still, unsure what to say, "Come on, baby, just take the knife, one quick slice, and you can join us." -.- Bloodless {MYMB} {Book 1} [Completed] Blood Lust {Book 2} [Completed]

You and Peeta have been best friends growing up, but by the time the 74th Hunger Games rolls around, you have developed a serious crush for him. Such a shame that you were both reaped to represent District 12 in the Hunger Games this year--in fact, no one saw it coming. Just before you were both thrown into the arena, he professes his love to another girl in front of the entire nation...and your world immediately collapses. What would it take for you to cope once you are thrown into the arena? How would you deal with your feelings? Would Peeta notice his mistake...or would he remain forever oblivious to your feelings? And what happens when another tribute starts developing feelings for you during the Games? Anything can happen in this twist of the 74th annual Hunger Games. **I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES. All credit goes to Suzanne Collins.** Highest Achievement: #654 in Fanfiction [CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITS.]

"It says here you were born in 1776?" Larry Daley read the old brown sheet of paper in front of him. Rowena just smiled, but her eyes said more. "That's right." ___ Born in a storm, Rowena was found by a man of humility and kindness that no one could ask for - at times of inhumane acts and discrimination. But when a group of cultists demand an ancient gold coin claimed by her, she is buried under the rubble of temple. However, it's only a few days later when she wakes up...buried alive with a tombstone next to a grave. Rowena Elizabeth Clarke wanders for the next two hundred and thirty years, never staying in the same place for more than thirty years. But as the years pass, and the world changes around her, she begins to struggle to blend into the people that were carved by history. Torn by disasters, war and celebration: she would walk the earth as a ghost. Until one night in the New York Museum of Natural History, where she encounters the magical tablet once more...where it would bring life to the rest of history in front of her and the new night guard. But with a tablet: comes a king; and Rowena will meet an old soul once more, someone she has met many decades before. ____ • Follows through NATM 1 & 2 and the beginning of NATM 3 • Canon Divergence partway through NATM 3 • Warnings of Violence, Major/Minor Deaths and lots of Angst. • No Mummies, Artefacts or Capuchins were damaged in the making of this story. #blm #womenofhistory #6 in fanfiction (14/11/2021) #1 in history (15/11/2021) #1 in ramimalek (29/04/2022)