America often hears about how fat he is, and how he eats too much, he usually shrugged it off, until he saw the number on the scale go down, and down. •eating disorder• •USUK• WARNING! THIS IS TRIGGERING! Do not compare your weight to any weights in the story if you choose to read it! DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE GOING TO COMPARE WEIGHT BECAUSE THE WEIGHTS I USE ARE UNHEALTHY AND UNREALISTIC

When a young, traveling merchant comes across two injured boys, she takes them under her wing. With political unrest across the land, she comes into contact with a mysterious man who promises freedom and safety for her and the children, in exchange for her assistance to the revolution. ~ A story that takes place pre-L'Manburg Revolution with some world changes and character roles switched up. Think same story but in a different timeline. Kinda medieval AU.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

You're attention of the captivating, midnight black horse, whose main you were brushing, gets broken when a soothing monotoned voice speaks out. "Elegant, aren't they." Startled you look over to see a tall man with long, silky, bubble gum pink hair tied into a braid. You gasp, and bow to the prince who was standing only a few feet away from you. "Yes, sire, she is very elegant." The prince chuckles, a chuckle you could feel yourself listening to for hours. You raise from your bow and make eye contact with the god looking prince who was now towering over you. The other maidens in the castle were right, he was charming. "Yes, while the stallion is beautiful. She wasn't who I was talking about." #2 in MYCT (Friday, 2 April)

❁ཻུ۪۪∩∩ （ • •）❁ཻུ۪۪༗ ૮⍝◜•˕̮•◝⍝ა ╔═∪∪═══════════════════════╗ Y/N here is female. She can see words/sentences that the people in her head are saying. She is the only one who can see them. [_]: ⪻ Writing with these things are the ones I'm talking about. It's like her seeing the comments or something. No smut here mates, away- ➽───────────────❥ Is he dead? No, his chest was slowly rising and falling, so that would mean he's just out cold. Cautiously walking towards the figure on the ground, Y/N took note of the man's injuries also the clothes he wore, maroon boots, brown-ish trousers, a white ruffle shirt that was bloodied and a red cape adorned by fluffy cream colored fur around the neck. Her eyes trailed up, seeing some sort of bone mask covering the top half of the person's face, cute pointy ears with an emerald earring on one of it, long and silky pink hair flowed down his head and a top his head was a golden crown. A prince? Or a king? ˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷ Cover photo is drawn by me🥀✨ ╚════════ -ˋˏ *.·:·.⟐.·:·.* ˎˊ- ════════╝ Started: [~10|05|21~] Finished: [~--|--|--~] Highest rankings [~02|17|22~] #1 in bloodgod #1 in minecraftinreallife #2 in blade #2 in dadza #2 in dsmp #5 in sleepyboys

a fee different dsmp little oneshots because I've gotten addicted to reading them NO SMUT

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. . . . . . .

When you get dropped into an anime your friend begged you to start watching, how are you going to survive? And how are you so oblivious to people falling in love with you? Is it because you struggle with how all of them think your perfect when it only reminds you of your troubled past in the real world? Enough with the questions and on with the beginning of your adventures! (Discontinued) (Naruto was created by Masashi Kishimoto i dont claim it's characters, story, or anything like that just don't steal my story or any added OCs of mine, thank you~) Cover art is not mine

Thyme is a friend of Ava since college. Over the years, they maintained as close friends and decided to be roommates. After quitting her job, five hawt demons came and changed her and Ava's lives. Soooo I got bored waiting for season 2, instead I made a fanfic cause I got nothing else to do. Started: March 1, 2020 Completed: June 2, 2020 Highest ranks; =4/25/2020: #1 Asch # 39 Pierce =5/1/2020: #1Myinnerdemons =7/29/2020: #10 Leif #15 Rhys #1 Ava #19 Noi #3 Ocinsert #67 Aphmau =1/31/2022 #1 ocinsert =3/25/2023 #1 pierce =7/08/2024 #17Aphmau =8/82024 #noi

The current state of Daemos was like a house of cards: delicate, fragile, flimsy. It was all jeopardized by the magic crisis. The kingdom was hanging on by a thread. Asch and his fleet take matters into their own hands, and you are to travel with them. As a the Daemos Prince's childhood friend and advisor, you keep his group in check... "Are you ready, (Y/n)?" Asch asks. "Yeah..." A journey awaits on the other side of the portal. --- A story where you are Asch's Advisor. Can you win the daemos' hearts? Time will tell.