there is some cursing and gore, blood, and horror. please don't read if under 13 and this is my first time so please enjoy my mistakes :D. And there's gay stuff so yea. So dark: Lavender eyes, black hoodie, black genes and purple wings. Oh and black hair. Not good at saying what he looks like but it's a desc ig. Mask: Grey hair, yellow and purple eyes. Dark grey mask Greyish hoodie with black pants. Black wings with gold stripes Black scarf Grey tail with fur starting from the middle ending at the end. (Same with dark)

(can be gay and stuff. with strong language) This story is a very gory and Ig creepy story for all of those people that love blood goes and the pleasure of people being in pain. art belongs to me.(not all art. Just cover) short storys of different ocs dieing. ocs: mask dark Beast horizons And fan made

Hey! this is a story of an oc that has gone missing after going for a walk with his two brothers. Winston and kerosene. This is about his view on what happened. there might be some blood and gore. language and other things that'll pop up. 14+!

This is not my story and I do not want any credit for this story. ORIGINAL WRITER : tbhyourelame I only wanted a way for everyone to be able to read this amazingly written work as it was originally posted to ao3. If you can I know that the writer would really appreciate you reading the story on there however I know that there is a long wait time. Also I would like to say if tbhyourelame wants me to take this down I will do so straight away as I respect their wishes

~Flowers From 1970~ REUPLOADED

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." What began as an ordinary day at your job turned into something far worse when you found yourself in the thick of a sinister situation during your closing shift. After the event, you start to feel as if you're being watched, but when you look, there's no one there... Till' masked killers appear, hellbent on putting you 6ft underground. But what happens when their motives suddenly change to something drastically different? What happens when they want you as something more than just a corpse on their hit list? Get ready for a long ride of murder, obsession, a psychotic type of love, and insatiable bloodlust. How will you survive? ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

grrr, since there was only one story about this fucking epic game... also this is like my first real story since I like delete all of the other ones because I get bored of writing it so yeah, this is just iron lung lore but my own twist on it "I also think that the name "Iron Lung" also says a lot, because have you ever seen an actual iron lung? It's a huge machine with the same type of windows as the one that the ship has. I think the ship "Iron Lung" refers to humanity breathing on it's last resort. With an Iron Lung. And it failed." - Quack aka Commenter on Youtube.

Im so confused- why am i doing this rn. i said i would focus on other books wth. anyway onto the actual description: Wilbur find's himself stuck with a cannibal he found in an alley way; close to his house of course. He soon find's out that the cannibal's name is 'Quackity'. Wilbur took him to his home, but he soon noticed weird behavior whenever he would give him food. _____ Ok- so ya'll know how c!quackity is/was a cannibal right? thats basically what this is abt. so like- ykyk BOTTOMBUR BC I CAN EHHHEHEHEHLKLAKLKJDLKJLAKJL so swag rn man- i have good ideas *insert lip bite*

Why are people still reading this. Adopt a hatred for doors with this fanfic! Read over two fools making bad choices! Foster your stability into insanity! This was my first fanfic, oh wow, this was back in 2021 Includes: strong language, manipulation, implied sexual content and loads of nonsense "Quackity don't lie to yourself. You're the yin to my yang," Wilbur said with a low voice as he placed a hand on Quackity's shoulder. Quackity pulled on the straps of Wilbur's apron, "We are not one in the same Wilbur. Don't make me say it again." Wilbur grinned, "You're the yin to my yang Quackity. You're my other half and-" Quackity noticed the short pause, "You complete me Quackity." "Wilbur," his voice was quiet as he looked at the floor. "Wilbur stop saying shit like that. We both know why I'm here." or, Wilbur and Quackity don't like each other- at all. Heck, they're running against each other in burger businesses that do surprisingly well. But if that's true, why does Quackity keep willingly spending his evenings with Wilbur? Why does Wilbur's mind tend to drift off towards Quackity more and more? Why are they both leaning into each other's space when they're supposed to be at work? Neither of them know. Nor did they know where things would go after one single kiss, they only saw the tip of the ice berg of their strong pull towards each other. If that's what one were to call it. Yes, this is about their mc characters. Not the actual ccs. Please this my first story I have other stuff too that you can read please Enjoy some Quackbur :] STARTED ON THE 26TH OF AUGUST WE DID IT, FINISHED ON THE 21ST OF JUNE 2022 Things I'm proud of: 2022 Feb. 9 we got #36 in dsmp Feb. 11 we made it to #24 in quackity May. 14th we got 10k reads :D Nov. 2 we got #4 in quackbur Why is this #6 on Purpled he's a background character

Kuroken AU where the last words your soulmate will say to you appear on your skin when you turn 16, and how Kenma and Kuroo learn what this means over the course of their lives NOTE: this story is not mine it was by Cosmogony on Archive of our own