While visiting your father's workplace in 19th century France, you find yourself having to rush inside in of the Opera Populaire during a stormy night, for... obvious reasons. And that seemed fine. After all- aside from the sleeping ballerinas and a few other people, there wasn't supposed to be anyone around. Much less, walking around... However, that doesn't seem to be the case. You are quick to be whisked away by a masked stranger. After he fixes you up and allows you to stay the night with him, a powerful friendship begins to spark between the two of you, and you soon become an apprentice to the ever-so-famous opera ghost. You seem to know more about the events in the opera house than anyone else does- Christine Daaé, Joseph Buquet, Meg Giry, and even her own mother. You seem to hold as much knowledge as the man who brought you there. All seems well for a while. The operas, parties, drinking, and love triangles continue on as if nothing happened... That is, until you realize that you're in love with that man clad in black. *** Note: This story begins at around the same time that the musical does - when managers André and Firmin first take charge of the opera house. I tried to stay true to most of the story line, but there will be a few minor changes.

❝𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭❞ the first time they met was years ago, utterly youthful eyes peering at one another out of curiosity. a simple silver circle keeping them bonded without a single memory of their first meeting. ~ because in a million garden of flowers, i will always pick you You just moved to Japan from the Americas by yourself. You applied to the prestigious school called Ouran High School, an elite academy. You landed yourself a job at a local floral shop over spring break. The administrators didn't notify your acceptance till late March, and they said you were to join them after spring break but what happens when a strange and slightly familiar boy wanders into the shop asking for a strange arrangement of flowers? (Kyoya Ootori x Fem Reader) inspired by that one tumblr post we all know :) i don't own Ouran High School Host Club ;)

Severus Snape: one of the most despised Hogwarts Teachers; the Head of Slytherin House and The Potions Master. Rude, snarky, and generally cold-hearted, it's not a wonder why people don't like him. At least, that's what everyone says. Except perhaps you. ............................. Hey guys! Harry Potter (the entire series and movies and any other publication of any kind) doesn't belong to me. The picture on the cover doesn't belong to me either. I just write fanfictions. This is my first time going public and writing to an audience. I will attempt to write at a continuous rate, because like you, I like a good story and cannot wait for the next chapter. I will be waiting for a good amount of comments/votes/anything really to continue. And I promise: I will finish this one. Best of luck.

How do you deal with the new men's volleyball coach that can't stop bothering you? You fall in love with him! (Y/N) is an English teacher at Karasuno High School, Ukai works at the convinience store. When (Y/N) gets drunk and stumbles upon Ukai's job, she swears to avoid that convinience store at all costs. But when Ukai gets brought in at Karasuno as the volleyball coach, he won't let (Y/N) live down her moments of embarrassment. Frustration develops in (Y/N) but maybe, just maybe, it's not frustration at all. And why did he seem so familiar!? *Everyone will be referred to by first name because I don't know how to write Japanese last name basis *Reader is 5'6 for story purposes - sorry in advance *Some plot points will be changed *12 chapters

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵐᵖᵗʸ ᶜˡᵃˢˢʳᵒᵒᵐ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ʷᵃʳᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉᶠᵘˡ ʷʰⁱˡᵉ ˢⁱᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ. ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᵃ ᵇʳᵒʷⁿ ʰᵃⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵇᵒʸ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵃʳᵍᵉ ⁱⁿ. ᵒⁱᵏᵃʷᵃ ᵗᵒᵒʳᵘ, ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃⁱⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒˡˡᵉʸᵇᵃˡˡ ᵗᵉᵃᵐ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵇᵒʸ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵒᵇᵃ ʲᵒʰˢᵃⁱ. ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ 𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐭: @𝟏𝟎𝐭_𝐭𝟐𝟔 𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝... 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲

'Dear (L/N), I apologise for the sudden owl however I would like you to start staying after potions on Fridays for tutoring.' A Finished Severus Snape x Reader Fanfiction

• ad infinitum • (adv.) again and again in the same way; forever • ••• "You touch your eyebrow when you're thinking," I said. "And you chew on your lip," he said, meeting my eyes. I looked away quickly. He stood from his chair, walking closer to me. "Does it not hurt to chew on it all the time?" "No, it doesn't," I said, looking to my feet. It was too difficult to make eye contact with him, especially when he stood so close to me. "I don't touch my eyebrow," he said quietly. "I touch the scar." I nodded, feeling my mouth go dry. "We all have our quirks," he said. "And I feel yours is more destructive than mine, Miss Y/L/N." "It's not destructive, not really. I know what hurts and what doesn't," I rambled, peeking up at him, finding his eyes heavy on my face. I averted my eyes. "Look at you," he muttered. "You can't even look at me." I felt as though my entire body was trembling as his hand grazed mine. "I thought you weren't shy, Miss Y/L/N," he said quietly. ••• How do you describe perfection? Imperfections that you wouldn't mind dealing with for the rest of your life; ad infinitum. Y/N Y/L/N is the newest hire at Hogwarts. Having graduated from Ilvermorny, she struggles to find a teaching job. After all, the demand for Latin teachers isn't all that high. But she manages to secure a job at Hogwarts where she'll be a teacher's assistant. Little does she know, she'll be a whole lot more. Immediately, she is drawn to the newest professor at Hogwarts, a kind if not sullen man. The job that she only took out of necessity becomes something that she wouldn't trade for anything. She'd do it forever if she could; ad infinitum. *** Thank you to @TheHalfbloodBlack for correcting the Latin titles!

TL;DR- Rain falls head over heels for you. Long slow burn, fluff, and incredible angst ensues. Eventual happy ending included. Love was not something you or Rain ever understood, whether it be between mother and father, between friends and peers, or between you and the universe. After being shunned by your church for reasons you were not the blame for, a church of the antichrist extended their kindness to help a lost soul. Rain was in the same bin as you, and having to heal from the trauma and abuse you had both suffered in your lives was not a one-day process. But with your new found friends, Papa Emeritus III as your best friend and mentor, the ghouls accepting you in their lives, your new job in the clergy, and a quickly developing romantic relationship with the shy bassist, your lives become a lot more happy than they ever were before.

Everyone knows about Santa, the guy who delivers presents to all the children in the world, all within one night. But no one knows about the elf that helps him on that special night... When the last Santa falls off of Scott Calvin's roof, both he and his daughter (Name) lives are going to change on Christmas Eve, forever. I do not own the rights to The Santa Clause, this is just a fanfic for fun. All rights belong to Disney.

You are just a ballerina at the Opera Populare. You are a friend of Christine and never thought anything too strange would happen to you... that is, until you met a mysterious masked man...