𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜? 《》《》《》《》 After watching your father get mutilated during a home invasion, you stopped talking to people. Sadly for you, the two boys the universe chose to be your missing pieces aren't willing to just leave you alone. 《》《》《》《》 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎! 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎, 𝙸 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎! 《》《》《》《》 TW: gore, blood, murder, death, disturbing imagery, bodily horror, smutty themes, probably more that I can't think of right now. Reader discretion is advised. 《》《》《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍? 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘, 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢... 𝚄𝚙 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚎... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗.

ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜᴜɴᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ●●●● A trip to the biggest football game of the year gone wrong. Drama between couples and siblings, broken down cars, and who could forget the murderers hunting everyone down? And you... you're too young to die, right? ●●●● ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ ●●●● TW: death, murder, gore, bodily horror, dRaMa, smutty themes, heavy swearing, child abuse, probably more that I can't think of right now Reader discretion is advised ●●●● ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ●●●● THE READER IS A MINOR IN THIS, IT IS PLATONIC RATHER THAN ROMANTIC. ●●●● ʙᴜᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜᴜɴᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ, ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʏ.

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚋𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎. 《》《》 It'd been 3 years since Windsor, and 4 since Woodsboro. You were invited to work on the film 'Stab 3' as a writer along with Randy, considering he knew the characters and you had experience the Woodsboro Massacre first hand. But yet another copycat killer emerges, and everyone left after Woodsboro is brought together to defeat another monster. All with help from your friendly neighborhood psychopaths. 《》《》 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚢. 《》《》 TW: blood, gore, death, murder, small children, characters making poor choices Reader discretion is advised 《》《》 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙸 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢! 《》《》 THIS IS BOOK 3 OF THE SERIES. You'll need to read the first 2 for much needed context. 《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢; 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑, 𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚎

𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕤 𝕦𝕡𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤. ×××× Moving to the sleepy town of Woodsboro California seemed like a good idea to your widowed father. But less than a week in town, and a gruesome murder takes place in the house across the street. And almost a year later, the killer comes back. ×××× 𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕, 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥. ×××× TW: death (obviously), murder, gore, smutty themes, heavy swearing, characters making idiotic choices, probably others that I can't think of right now ×××× 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕟, 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕖.

𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕, 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚔. 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 《》《》《》 It's been a year, and no one's caught the killers of the Woodsboro Massacre. You managed to get into college, and work up enough courage to go. But the past always comes back to bite you in the ass, doesn't it? 《》《》《》 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗. 《》《》《》 TW: blood, murder, strong language, gore, bodily horror, probably more that I can't think of right now. Reader discretion is advised. 《》《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍? 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 《》《》《》 THIS IS BOOK 2 OF THE SERIES. You'll need to read book 1 for much needed context. 《》《》《》 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜!

[Male x Male] Y/n L/n is the most infamous resident of Rosemary Sanitarium, an inpatient hospital for the violently insane. He went to trial for five murders, pled the insanity defense, and now sits in glass box for doctors gawk at day in and day out. However, no one seems to be able to decipher this stoic boy's behavior. No one is able to answer the near decade-old question of why he killed those people in the first place. So, Y/n entertains doctor after doctor, each one eventually giving up. ...Until the day one doesn't.

Y/n L/n is now at the mercy of Kisaku. He spends his days chained in a dank basement. A sliver of window is his only light. But really, is the room any darker than this psychopath's mind? Y/n L/n plots, Kisaku falls further down his rabbit hole, and the police fan out in search of the sanitarium's infamous escapee. Where oh where will it all end up, I wonder.

[ON GOING]/HIATUS] "𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵...𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳." What were you to anyone? Throughout your life you struggled to find a purpose to keep living. Finally, with a change of luck you found yourself as one of the Tokyo Manji Gang's head members. A role that was so important to you and the one who brought you there. You'd do anything for Toman's commander, your best friend. Even so you couldn't stop your seemingly endless destiny. A major reason for Toman's downfall in every timeline. What if, in every fateful change, you took your life? Can Takemichi save what is holding Toman together? This story follows along with the anime and later the manga, there will be MAJOR manga spoilers. Writers block and severe lack of motivation. I do plan to continue the story. ❗️VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED❗️ Please note that this story is being revised periodically. I do not own Tokyo Revengers or the cannon story,just my added plot line.

so i got inspired by the many 'x black reader' stories that i've read so i've decided to write my own. ..y'all idk i suck at writing descriptions🧍🏾‍♀️

You are a student in class 1-C that bearly passed the entrance exam. Being a hero is only a dream to you at this point, your quirk being simple and bland. But hey, things are not always like they seem to be. Sometimes the people with the quietest and most simple faces have lives that constantly tumble down. -This book is finished but the first chapters haven't been edited that why the quality increases over time. -This fanfic is gender-neutral! -Some parts are illustrated (by me) -The cover was also drawn by me -Sorry for the grammar mistakes I'm getting better I promise ;-;