I quickly sat down on my throne, awaiting for them to arrive. Father shot me a soft- scolding look and I sheepishly smiled at him and looked away. He only shook his head and looked at the doors that busted open, noise filling in the room. I saw three boys getting dragged in the room, hands tied behind them. One blonde, one brunet and one... hybrid? What a sight to see. They all had their heads down, feeling guilty for what they did for the past months; and they are still teenagers yet they are being set off in the dungeon. What a heart breaking sight. I look up from the three boys only to meet fierce, black eyes boring into mine.

a sapnap/nick x reader story, where we follow through mainly y/n's pov. you move to houston and fall in love with nick. in this story we follow yours and nick's relationship the whole way. ⚠︎ smut in some chapters ⚠︎ - warnings happen before though so you can skip if you want

You were a recruit, asked to join a rebellion you didn't believe in- to fight against people you didn't know- all the while carrying around the knowledge and the secret that... You couldn't die. Not without extra steps. . . . . . .

You're The Leader Of A Top Army, Your Ally Is The Red Army. But One War Will Cause You To Go Separate Ways. Years Later, You Decide To Take A Vacation And Decide To Move In With Your Brother, Edd. But One Person Decides to Come Back And It's Someone You Never Thought You'd See Again. ( Please Don't Kill Me If It's Bad. This is My First TordxReader lmao )

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

When you and Ciel meet at the Queen's ball, you get together and get through life. Many challenges will be faced but will you two stay together? Notice: The earlier chapters were written when I was at a younger age, so the writing gets better as the chapters go on and get longer too. There are some spelling and grammatical errors because I haven't rewritten them yet. ⓒ namaiki-chan

I've lost all motivation to draw so I kept wiggling my pencil. I blew a raspberry as I desperately look for something to at least do something with my hands. I made a face when my eyes landed on my coffee earlier, no doubt cold because of the long time I haven't touched it. I took it and brought it to my mouth. It's definitely cold. I took a sip and my tounge coiled in disgust as I have found out that the taste of bitter coffee does not go with cold water. The bell of the door suddenly rings, telling me someone had come in. I sighed when the bell on the counter go off too, and stood up to take care of business as usual. I swear, I've got to tell Maddy to not go easy on her employees. I walked with my head down in frustration and when I looked up, my eyes bulged out of the sockets as I had the shock of my life at how this smiling man is a giant. "Oh mon Dieu." Due to the shock, I was suddenly French. "Pardon?" he asked too, in French with a reverb tone.

Hello, this is my first story. This is also kinda like a scenarios type story so yea. All rights go to the original owners of Black Butler, I do not own Black Butler or Ciel (I wish) but I own this story. I also do not own the pictures but I own the edits and the cover, if you want to use the edits you must give me credit

✤THE EXILED WITCH✤ Technoblade x Reader ⥽-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------⥼ You could be sore, dizzy, hungry and cold, but you were sure (or at least you have a vague memory) that Philza was not a 6,2-foot-tall man, who wore royal red clothes, and he definitely didn't wear a mask to cover his face, specifically a pig one. ⤜-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------⤛ "You are a witch after all , and one of the best!"