Harry stared down at his bleeding hand, the words "I must not tell lies" dripping down his skin in blood-red liquid. And snapped. Harry Potter decides he's had enough of the wizarding world throwing him crap. he's going to throw it right back.

You get added to the Phantom Troupes group chat, People want to adopt you, Hisoka is being Hisoka, And Shalnark and you form the suicidal squad! Or, in other words: Y/n causes chaos This slowly turns into more of an actual fanfic and less of a textfic- there's still texting parts though! So join Y/n as they- Build a harem Start a cult Illegally adopt children Get kidnapped And most importantly- Get Gon and Killua together! Nobody has wrote any of these so I decided to make my own. Story is suited for both males and females. (I will use They/them pronouns, feel free to imagine them as your pronouns!) Story contains: • Cussing • Mentions of suicide • Small mention of SH • Violence • Hisoka • Mentions of sexual activity • Probably more If you are uncomfortable with any of this please do not read. I don't own HunterxHunter, story will not completely follow the original story line. (Also this is my first book, so it sucks. You have been warned)

Harry remembers the night Voldemort attacked his home. He remembers the old man that sat watching the whole thing. He remembers magic. So when Dumbledore brings Harry to the Dursleys, he knows what he is, who he is. He eventually learns how to access his magic, after a gruesome beating from his beloved Uncle. So what happens when he sees a tall faceless being watching everyone, yet no one else sees the being?

The Lost Boys - BloodyWritingPen 1987 Santa Carla, the rest of the Emerson bunch move back to where their line started, reunited with their family the Emerson's meet new people and make connections that could last forever, while the one who cares the most finds a new view on love and bonds that will last forever. ****Smut is written on page title**** Now on Ao3 with a reader pov. version--

(THIS STORY IS MY OWN TAKE UPON THE FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S: SECURITY BREACH STORY!) - A young homeless boy named Gregory is trapped overnight in Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex. With the help of the Roxanne Wolf, Montgomery Gator, and Glamrock Chica, Gregory must survive the near-unstoppable hunt of Vanny and her band of haunted animatronic associates, and perhaps... someone else?

What happens when UA has a special test ready for the students? Dividing them into two groups of Heroes and Villains? What if Midoriya is made the leader of the Villains? He is gonna give them one big reason to be thankful that Deku is not the name of a villain... ‑‑‑‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ↳ ɴᴏᴛᴇs ﹏﹏‍ ｡˚✩ ‑‑‑‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ​✎ Inspired by another fanfiction on Ao3. ✎ I don't own any of the characters used. ✎ Cover by @-izushim - ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

"Michael?" I whispered. Freddy leant into my palm. His lidded eyes had never looked so sad. ••••• When Y/n stumbles across a job opening for the Glamrock's manager at the infamous Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex and is inexplicably drawn there, the last thing she expected was an offer. Even less expected was her saying yes. Being the manager of an animatronic band at an entertainment complex comes with its own ups and downs, but the job is relatively entertaining, especially when Y/n starts to make some friends with members of the band and their handlers. But things take a turn when the main star animatronic, Freddy Fazbear, starts to act a little weird around her. And what's a girl to do about the painful memories of her old lover, Michael, that are resurfacing?

"Tim," I finally spoke, my voice cracking from misuse and my crying. "Tim, I think I did something bad." Tim looked like a deer in headlights at the sound of me finally speaking. "It's okay, baby," he said, dropping the rag and moving so he was directly in front of me. "It's going to be okay." I let out another choked sob as I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close to me as I could. Tim was quivering in my touch as he tried to stay strong. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," he mumbled, pressing his face into my hair. "We're going to be okay, yeah?" ----- Dear Diary, What. The. Fuck. You would think the encounters from working at waffle house would be weird enough for a lifetime, but next thing you know, I'm falling head-first in love with three - technically five - men and fighting for my life in a series of trials set up by an eldritch god. I guess normality was never my forte, but this is something else entirely. Let's see how this ends? Creepypasta Proxies [ Ticci Toby, Brian Thomas (Hoodie), Tim Wright (Masky) x OC] Started: June 3rd, 2021 Ended: July 21, 2022 Word Count: 121k

"．．Ｉｔ'ｓ ｍｅ， ｙａ ｇｉｒｌ．" [ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏᴘᴀꜱᴛᴀ / ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] Lights flickering on the two stood staring at each other. Balancing the pizza box in her hands, the girl stared into the black holes of the mask. "So..want some coffee?" 〉In which a gen z college student whose been surrounded by the paranormal all her life somehow makes friends with killers.〈 〉Half crack fic half not. 〈

Days stuck behind the counter of a convenience store out in the middle of nowhere are slow at best, but the handsome serial killers that come from the surrounding forest to grab their last minute groceries almost make it all worth it. At least to a touch starved gay such as M/n.