𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑝ℎ𝑎 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀: 𝗡𝗢.1 𝗶𝗻 𝘅𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗮𝗴, 𝗡𝗢.1 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘄𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗴, 𝗡𝗼.1 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗴, 𝗡𝗢. 1 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗮, No. 1 in beta tag,

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

** and so, the legacy I leave behind when I shuffle off this mortal coil is that of a footnote in a brain leak episode. ah. mental. speaking of, I'd like to formally apologise as a now 22 year old woman for my extremely mentally unwell teenage self being the poster child for parasocial attachments and that manifesting itself into writing incessantly about actual people! if you ever do come back to this, Ethan, I beg of you not to read this girthy monstrosity on a stream or read it ever actually, but if you force my hand to gouge out my own eyes and ears then so be it. "some of these chapter titles are really funny" yeah man I've got jokes. I've HAD jokes. and on your podcast, I WAS the joke (in a lighthearted and funny way dw fuck you guys but also dw it's not serious fuck you). that aside, I'm eternally grateful to you and Sean - and don't click onto my account to see any content about him either or I will bring a snickers to a fight (I won't sorry that's really mean) - for being the reasons for a smile on my face that was pretty hard to come by, back then. thank you for being here for more people than you'll ever know, and giving us so much of your time. you are both very lovely and I'll always adore your content; keep it leaky fellas x ** Some imagines about the not-so-blue boy! (I wrote these in like 2017/2018 and havent added any since, so these are a little outdated in terms of references and stuff. it might say I've updated it recently, but that's purely to add necessary trigger warnings cuz at the time those werent really included. also, if Ethan EVER does a fanfiction video and sees these...no u didnt ✨😌✨) Book cover by: @lazzyleni - COMPLETED -

"Icarus flew too close to the sun, but at least he flew." -Jeremy Robert Johnson He was your Icarus, and you were his sun. That's how you saw it, anyway. Together, you formed the wings that would carry you to the top of the world...and then you'd both come crashing down... (descriptions are the death of me RIP) ⚠WARNINGS⚠ •Sexual Content •Coarse Language •Drug References •Adult themes •ANGST My Hero Academia/Hawks © Kohei Horikoshi Fan Fiction written by WombatSquid Cover created by the amazing Condensed_milku

How much can a human take before the reality around him snaps? For you it was the most unbearable loss of them all. It was more than enough to drown everything sane inside of you. The monster rose inside of you and everything went up to flames. But you are not alone. Madness knows no limits. The same goes for love.~~ A Jeff The KillerXReaderXEyeless Jack fanfiction

It all started with the Sickness: strange dreams, haunting woods and blood....lots of blood. Everything's inside your mind; at least that's what everyone kept saying, your illness was taking a toll on you and eventually, you were forced onto isolation from the rest of the world. Only for them to get you. They have kept their eyes on you for long enough, watching, waiting for the perfect opportunity. And now, you find yourself into a merciless war that isn't even yours. Will you survive?

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

The last time you visited the mysterious Gravity Falls was when you were five, and now you're fifteen. Ten years you haven't been to Gravity Falls but you haven't forgotten about it. Your cousin, Wendy, informs you of all that has been happening. Last summer, she told you how two kids, named Dipper and Mabel, saved Gravity Falls from a dream demon. You are curious to know if this dream demon is really dead or alive? You believe your questions will soon be answered when your parents tell you that they are taking a trip back to Gravity Falls. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gravity Falls!

Just a simple party with friends can trigger something deep inside of you but this may attract certain attention.