fem narrator leaves for college and meets ash, sal, and larry. a coming-of-age story that follows the friends in their day to day lives. lots of friendly banter and romantic tension. nsfw warnings here and there. slight larryxreader tension in the beginning but i promise it's salxreader! cover is art from xabermix on ig!

ᯐ 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟑 ( 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙴𝙽 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 ) ─────────────────── ❝ 𝐖𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒. ❞ ❝ 𝐈𝐓'𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄❞ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵- The two Dragon Masters discover how hard it is to say goodbye to someone you never planned on saying goodbye to in the first place. They learn that it is okay for things to change, and that just because someone has left doesn't mean that they are gone forever, for you will always carry them within your heart.➶-͙˚ ༘✶ ( 𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙲𝚄𝙿 𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙳𝙾𝙲𝙺 𝚇 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙴𝚁 ) ( @𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 ) ───────────────────

ᯐ 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 ( 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽 𝟸 ) ─────────────────── ❝ 𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄. ❞ ❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄. ❞ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵- (Y/N) (L/N) and her best friend/boyfriend, Hiccup, learn that there are greater threats in this world than just dragon trappers, and that peace is something that you can never bargain with. All the while they meet two remarkable people they thought they would never see again.➶-͙˚ ༘✶ (𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙲𝚄𝙿 𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙳𝙾𝙲𝙺 𝚇 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙴𝚁 ) ( @𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 ) ───────────────────

ᯐ 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 ( 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽 ) ─────────────────── ❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓?❞ ❝ 𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓? 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓.❞ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵- Two young and unbelievably scrawny teenagers have the courage to prove to their village and fathers that they are indeed, blood thirsty, dragon killing Vikings, only to end up befriending two of the most dangerous beasts to have ever lived. ➶-͙˚ ༘✶ ( 𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙲𝚄𝙿 𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙳𝙾𝙲𝙺 𝚇 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙴𝚁 ) ( @𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 ) ───────────────────

ᯐ 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐃 ( 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝚉𝙴𝙽: 𝙱𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝟸) ─────────────────── ❝ 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐘?! ❞ ❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄! 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑?!❞ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵-(Y/N)'s family ventures into an enchanted forest that has been abandoned for many years, because her boyfriend believes that a voice that only he can hear is asking for help from within said forest. But on the brighter side, the Captain learns something new about herself and her past that could possibly change everything about her life. ➶-͙˚ ༘✶ ( 𝙼. 𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙰 𝚇 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 ) ( @𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 ) ───────────────────

ᯐ 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐃 ( 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝚉𝙴𝙽: 𝙱𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝟷 ) ─────────────────── ❝ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄..?❞ ❝..𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒, 𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓.❞ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵-The Captain of the Arendelle guard, (Y/N) (L/N), falls in love with Espen, her childhood friend and now, socially awkward king. Even after he set off an eternal winter across his entire kingdom, the love he felt for her and the love she felt for him would be so pure..that it would thaw a frozen heart if possible.➶-͙˚ ༘✶ ( 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙴 𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙰 𝚇 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙴𝚁 ) ( @𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 ) ───────────────────

In which Mercedes Ambrose returns to the mountain where her friends disappeared a year ago Or Where Mercedes Ambrose tries desperately to survive until dawn [Josh Washington fanfic]

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK FIVE ---- Tryst (noun): a private romantic rendezvous between lovers, "a moonlight tryst". ---- Your eyes drifted upwards catching onto the glint of the sword that had saved you and following the curve of the blade upwards until you came to a knarled hand, with dirt under the fingernails. You followed the arm upwards until you reached his face - partly obscured underneath a green and white striped hat. You were able to catch onto blue eyes and the scruff of a beard underneath a mop of blonde hair though. What drew your attention most though, was the crow's wings behind him, flared out and glinting by the light of the sword. You hadn't even heard him swoop down for the approach. For someone who hadn't been seen in over a century, the Angel of Death looked young... too young. But then he was spinning away, wings flapping behind him so that he hovered over the ground as he sliced through anything that came too close for comfort. Even the skeletons a ways away weren't safe from his flames when their zombie counterparts came staggering too close. Soon enough, the dark forest was alight with burning undead creatures, providing a light source for you to stagger up to your feet as the Angel slid his sword back into it's scabbard. You weren't expecting him to round on you like he did, fire in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 4 --- Gladius, (noun): (in ancient Rome) a short sword. --- Eret perked up as soon as you and Simon walked into the room, a wide and welcoming smile coming onto his face. He was softer looking than his father had been, but you could still see some of the similar traits. He had a head of thick dark curls, and the same sharp jaw that his father had had. He wasn't as bulky though - he was tall and thin - and his face was a lot more open. What separated him most from his father's likeness though was the colorful cape, and the large mirrored glasses he wore - swirling with colors reflected from the room. He stood from his seat when Maven let the doors swing shut behind her, that wide smile still on his face. "You must be the embassy." "And you must be King Eret." You said, stooping into a bow. "Oh, there's no need for that." Eret said as you rose from your bow. He stepped down from the dias where his throne sat - colorful cape trailing behind him - and came to stand in front of you, taking your hand instead. "I'm not really one for formalities." He grinned, shaking your hand. His palm was warm against yours, and you could feel some slight callouses - most likely from practicing his sword work.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.