You were loved. The Beloved Little Princess, the servants coo as the little girl passes through the halls with her brothers, always attentive and protective. Your father, albeit busy behind his desk, always made time for you. However that all changed when your new mother was introduced, a step-sister following. She reminded you of a doll. She was bright and cheerful at first but since your brothers didn't accept her, and your father barely paid attention to her, she started to act differently. Your new mother wanted to make her daughter the princess of the L/n family, and she will do anything, anything at all to make it happen. The first step was getting you out of the picture. Little by little, with staged accidents which her daughter gladly played the part, their love, trust, and respect for you disappeared. The pair always played the victim, accusing you of not wanting them to be apart of the family. Years flew by with this torment, no matter how much your pleaded, begged them to realize that you would never do any of that. They never listened, and the breaking point came when you finally realized that nothing will ever change. It will always be her, not you. So, the first chance you got you left that house. Best decision you could ever make. The small cramped apartment might be a drastic change from your lavish bedroom, but you were away from them. You wanted to turn a new leaf in this small city and have a normal loving life. Who knew that you'd be living a life far from normal as a horror circus rolls into town and you catch their attention when you saved their quiet Pierrot. The love you so craved from family, he will give it to you, destroy anything that dares to snuff it out, and give you all that is his. Though, he might not be the only one...

Inspired by the game "The Freak Circus" A horror game with a Harlequin, a Jester, a Ticket Taker, a Doctor, and a yandere Pierrot plus a simple normal girl who got isekaid inside the horror game. .... Pierrot waited outside her window until she was fast asleep. He slowly approached her bed staring at her with a blush on his face and heart shaped eyes. "Oh my lady.. you're even more beautiful in your sleep.. I love you from the moment I saw you. I'm afraid I'll scare you if you'd knew my love for you, my obsession, the things.. I wanna do to you" He stares at her sleeping face with a hungry look. While the sleeping (?) girl thought to herself with eyes close. "You'd be surprised if you'd knew it's mutual" she thought to herself and almost making a smirk forgetting that she was supposed to be sleeping

🎬🍁🍂 - Uᴍ ɴᴏᴠᴏ ᴀɴᴏ ɴᴏ ᴇɴsɪɴᴏ ᴍᴇ́ᴅɪᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴄ̧ᴏᴜ. Lɪɴɴ, ǫᴜᴇ ᴘᴇɴsᴀᴠᴀ ǫᴜᴇ ɴᴀᴅᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴅɪғᴇʀᴇɴᴛᴇ ɪʀɪᴀ ᴀᴄᴏɴᴛᴇᴄᴇʀ, ᴀᴄᴀʙᴀ ᴅᴇsᴄᴏʙʀɪɴᴅᴏ ǫᴜᴇ, ᴘᴏʀ ᴄᴜʟᴘᴀ ᴅᴏ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴᴏ, ᴀᴄᴀʙᴏᴜ ɴᴜɴᴄᴀ ᴄᴏɴʜᴇᴄᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴜᴍᴀ ᴘᴇssᴏᴀ ǫᴜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴇʀɪᴀ ᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴʜᴇᴄɪᴅᴏ: Mᴏʀᴀᴊᴏ, ɪʀᴍᴀ̃ᴏ ɢᴇ̂ᴍᴇᴏ ᴅᴏ sᴇᴜ ᴀᴍɪɢᴏ. - O ǫᴜᴇ sᴇʀɪᴀ ᴀᴘᴇɴᴀs ᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴏ ᴛᴇɴᴛᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴇsǫᴜᴇᴄᴇʀ ᴏs ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀs ᴅᴏ ғᴜɴᴅᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴇ ᴛᴇɴᴛᴀɴᴅᴏ sᴏʙʀᴇᴠɪᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀɪs ᴜᴍᴀ ᴠᴇᴢ ᴀᴏ ᴇɴsɪɴᴏ ᴍᴇ́ᴅɪᴏ, sᴇ ᴛᴏʀɴᴀʀɪᴀ ᴇᴍ ᴜᴍ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ǫᴜᴇ ᴇʟᴇ ᴘᴇɴsᴏᴜ ǫᴜᴇ ɴᴜɴᴄᴀ ᴛᴇʀɪᴀ? • • • 🎬🍁🍂 - N᥆tᥲ᥉ dᥲ ᥲᥙt᥆rᥲ: - Algumas partes dessa fanfic foram inspiradas nos seguintes manhwas: •Lost in the cloud •Nerd project •Not so shoujo love story - Todos os desenhos dessa fanfic foram feitos por mim! - Sou do tipo de pessoa que adora fazer Q&A's (perguntas e respostas), então não hesitem em mandar perguntas! ;D - Adoro desenhar! Então é provável que no final de alguns capítulos tenham fanarts! Seja de feriados, aniversário de personagens, entre outros! - Qualquer sujestão ou reclamação, podem falar nos comentários! Estou sempre aberta a novas ideias! ^^

Steve Rogers is adultnapped by Hydra. He soon forgets who he was, and what happened. Steve becomes Captain Hydra. Tony Stark is devastated that his... Friend is gone. He searches for years on end. What happens when Captain Hydra and Tony Stark meet?

Steve took his head away from Tony's metal hand, the cold no longer affecting his heated face. "You don't get it do you? I can't tell you what I need to tell you!" he yelled, becoming more and more frustrated with himself. He got up from his spot on the edge of the building and moved towards the door to the stairs. He wanted to clear his head, and Tony being there wasn't helping. The other man quickly got up and blocked his path. "Move out of my way Tony." Steve growled, glaring at the iron man. The brunette smiled and crossed his arms across his chest. "Make me." And so, he did.

Y/n was a renowned angel in heaven. She was respected by all and was even well acquainted with the Seraphims, Sera and Emily. As a high power, her job was to take part in the Angelic trials, where she'd unravel many webs full of lies and deceit, then return home to Adam, her beloved. But Y/n had been caught up in her own web, visiting Lucifer in hell. She hadn't meant for the truth to be discovered, not like she had done any wrong. But she was tainted, and so she was banished from the heavenly realm, wrapped tightly in a silk of guilt and lies, and betrayal from the one she loved most. Centuries passed, and now she roams hell, helping Charlie Morningstar on her path to redeeming sinners. Unbeknownst to her, she's back on a certain path, face to face with her past, one that includes Adam.

A 22-year-old woman inherits a lovely home in Louisiana from an estranged relative. She doesn't know why she inherited it, but she needs a break, after all that's been happening. Little does she know, that Alastor is back on earth, and looking for someone who is foretold to have great power... ----- - Art is not mine unless I say it is :) - I do not own any of Vivziepop's characters. -I know that Alastor is Asexual, but this is fanfiction. so no hate pls :) (This is my first story here on Wattpad, so please be nice :) but do point out my mistakes and feel free to leave some ideas about where the story could go, I am very open to anything. This will not contain smut, but I will leave notices for other trigger warnings.)

Introduction In the autumn of 1855, the winds over Derbyshire carried with them a strange unrest. The countryside, once serene in its rolling stillness, seemed watchful, as though waiting for some shadow to fall upon it. At the heart of that solitude stood the house of Victor Frankenstein, a name spoken in the parish with equal parts admiration and fear. Its windows, tall and unwelcoming, rarely glowed with light, save for the solitary tower that crowned it - a place whispered of in the servants' quarters, where unnatural things were said to stir after midnight. Within those walls lived Elizabeth Frankenstein, his young wife, known for her beauty, her grace, and her quiet melancholy. Only twenty-five, she moved through the vast halls like a ghost of her own life - a figure of tenderness imprisoned in cold grandeur. Her husband, once brilliant and kind, had retreated entirely into his experiments, abandoning both her and God for the pursuit of creation. What follows are the recollections - the confession, perhaps - of that lonely bride. Her words, found years later among the ruined papers of the Frankenstein estate, tell not only of horror, but of something more fragile and terrible: the discovery of humanity where none was meant to exist, and the price of compassion in a house where love had long since died.

Till doesn't try to disappear He just hopes people stop looking. Black hoodies in 90-degree weather. He's the kid everyone whispers about but no one really knows. Sensitive. Withdrawn. The kind of guy who walks alone in the rain without an umbrella and seems like he prefers it that way. Then there's Ivan. Star running back, loudmouth, loved by teachers and feared by freshmen. The guy who's always surrounded by people, but never really looks satisfied with any of them. He teases Till like it's a game-cold words. Everyone sees it. In a whirlwind of high school chaos, college pressures, and dangerous secrets, Till and Ivan's lives collide in ways neither could have anticipated. From the frenetic energy of pep rallies and the intensity of the football field to the terrifying darkness of gang attacks. Till and Ivan are tested in every imaginable way. Through it all, their bond strengthens-sometimes tender, sometimes playful, always fiercely protective. Amidst stolen glances, teasing smiles, and heart-stopping moments of danger, love blooms. Till discovers the courage to protect those he cares about, while Ivan learns the weight and value of vulnerability. From whispered confessions in quiet dorm rooms to the roar of cheering crowds, their journey is one of passion, trust, and the unshakable certainty that, no matter the chaos, they are each other's safe haven. [This story will contain smut, mentions of rape, includes violence and dark themes.] [COVER ART CREDIT: @lucidkana on X] [I used ChatGPT for some details, but other than that, this story is completely mine.]

A (barely) completed one shot of Yuri on Ice. Lots of gay. I mean,,, lots. I mean,,, 50 chapters lots. Back in 2017 lots,,, Enjoy this shit show.