I was quiet. "That really bothered you that much?" He nodded. "Yeah. I knew it would bother you. And it bothered me, too. For other reasons, though." "Other reasons?" I echoed. Now it was his turn to be quiet for a moment. I could see that he was thinking, debating in his head. "This isn't how I imagined it at all. Pouring, in a parking lot, just after I leave detention. It's kind of funny," Mischa nearly laughed, but didn't. I just looked at him, confused, heart pounding. "There's something that I really need to say. And if I hold it in any longer, It'll eat away at me."

In this story, Taila is replaced by a song (made by me) about mischa wanting to go back to ukraine :) "WE ALL DIED VIRGINS!!" "Mischa? Y/N?" "What?" "Just thought it would be a perfect segway"

mischa used to write in a journal to help improve his English but he ended up writing in it all the time. especially about noel. (my headcanon btw) these entries probably wouldn't be the only ones in his journal but i just wanted these entries to be about him and noel. these are all just little ideas i had for nischa stuff but either i didn't know if people would read them or they couldn't really be full stories, so fell free to request a one shot bassed of any of these none of the characters belong to me

GOING TO BE REWRITTEN SOON. Noel gruber, an anxiety filled 17 year old. Who is forced to live out his life in a small town called uranium. Not to mention he has to go to a catholic school. And to top it all off, he's gay. Catholics and gays don't mix well. But his sad life gets turned around slightly when he meets the Ukrainian transfer student. THIS IS CRINGEY AND GAY (Btw this IS NOT SMUT. And I have no intention of ever writing or adding smut to any if my projects.) Enjoy the story <3 Edit, April 18 2023: DONT READ THIS OR ILL BOIL YOUR TEETH AND PISS YOUR PANTS.

till death do us part. (series) (ride the cyclone) (highest ranking- #1 in the rtc tag)

RTC Mishca×Noel! ⚠️Just a small bit of smut⚠️ mainly one shots!!! Smut=🌶 Semi Smut=🍦 Fluff=🥬 Angst=🥓 Sad to sweet=🍑 Sweet to sad=🍇 Semi angst=🌈

Two opposites attract when Ukrainian bad boy Mischa Bachinski meets good girl Y/N L/N. Except neither's lives are perfect. And sometimes, when things get rough, you're gonna need someone to lean on. These two, opposite souls find their way to each other throughout many hardships, arguments, and even become friends. But could something more blossom from their newfound friendship? Thats not set in stone, yet. ------------------- Mischa Bachinski x Reader She/Her pronouns used for reader however this doesn't matter No smut! This is a no smut story since they're still in high school. No set FC for Y/N ---------------------- Sad amount of Mischa x Readers out there so I decided to try my hand at this.

Well shit! Change of plans to the lore? The choir is dead Fucking dead and gone Except the afterlife isn't what everyone might have thought it would be Everything is basically the same. It all near looks the same (maybe a little de-saturated but the town has always felt like it lacked color) and everyone else is still here And none of the other people outside of the choir and Karnak are real, They're all death's interpretation of them to make the afterlife feel more "lively" Everyone outside of the choir (-Karnak) won't acknowledge the cyclone accident because this is the afterlife trying to convince them they never died so they can continue life as if it were normal (And ignore how they don't age) and be happy

cute stuff for my most recent hyperfixation This story may have some angst or stuff that is untrue to the story like headcannons Warnings will be before chapters trans noel may be in this 👀 Mischa is autistic in all of these. this is so autism core