(Male reader story, LOOOONG description ahead. TL;DR at the end lol) The MC is a demon with lingering memories of a past he'd long forgotten. Memories of a voice and face. An attachment he feels he shouldn't have. This person was special to him. So special, that years after their passing, he finds himself wondering... "Why? Why did she smile, why did she get angry, why did she care...if none of it mattered anyway? If she knew she would die and her short life would amount to nothing? All of that effort, all those wasted emotions...for what?" Questions like these lead him to try the things she liked, experiencing the moments that brought her so many emotions, only to feel...nothing. None of it felt meaningful. Why? What was so different about HER that made it seem important? After spending years trying to understand, he eventually decided it was time to leave. There was no point in wasting anymore time, none of this mattered anyway. Then, hundreds of years later, as he'd seemingly given up and abandoned the life he grew up with, a peculiar encounter with an elven mage intrigued him. The distrust in her body language and directly hostile attitude towards his every word...her hate seemed so genuine. So human, that he wanted to learn how she learned to feel. Why she hates, why she protects. What made it all worth it? And to his confusion, despite her hostility, she agreed to show him. Perhaps this was just a ploy to kill him when he's vulnerable. It likely was. But little did he know, this encounter would eventually unravel the very core of his being, revealing something both believed wasn't possible. Something genuine, from a demon whom was never meant to feel. TL;DR: This is a story about a demon learning to feel human emotions that he shouldn't have, due to having a different life than others. It will mostly follow the story of Frieren, with the exception of a few things I have planned for MC. Demons are still evil and I will treat it as such.

"Power. Wisdom. Courage. The legend of Hyrule has always been the story of three. Where does that leave you, oh mighty prince of the wild?" When an ancient evil awakens, it is up to you, the Prince of Hyrule, and Link to save Zelda and the Kingdom. But, this new evil runs deep, corrupting the heart of your kingdom. Is the past what you thought and are legends merely stories? Or is there something more sinister at play? A sequel story to Prince of the Wild.

DISCONTINUED Being a notorious lunatic that was associated with a cult in some way, wasn't pleasant to most, oh but for [Name] it was like Father Sun was beaming down on him! But will his title help him overcome those who want to tug at his heart or will he crumble under the obsessive gazes of others...? I doubt it... WELCOME [NAME] the Clown onto the stage! Yan! Forsaken x m!reader Note(s) ; - Reader will be inspired by G0z the Clown - SLOW UPDATES -I've written before but most were wholesome and Gn!reader but I wanted to switch it up! Suggestions are allowed! (Not a oneshot book btw.)

Okay..this is my first ever story..so..Please forgive me if my spellings are wrong :-: English is not my first language.

You know exactly what you're doing. A mask on your face, a deck of cards in your hand, and killers all around you-yet instead of fear, you bring trouble, jokes, and a smile. Most people try to survive. You? You play with fire. You tease dangerous men, whisper in their ears, and remind them you're not afraid. Not yet. But in a realm filled with yanderes, there's only one question left: How long can you keep the game going before the fire finally consumes you? And remember this: if you're going to be trapped in a nightmare, in this hell, you might as well make it entertaining. Yandere Forsaken (Roblox) x Male! Reader/ Yandere Forsaken (Roblox) x Reader

(Y/N) (L/N) a normally beat up looking teen is secretly I semi powerful mutant. With the ability to warp and cut though dimensional space you'd think he'd want to be a hero.... Nope (Y/N) (L/N) robs banks and people in his past time when he's not at school.

whatever you do at the crossroads, don't turn left. Don't be fooled. it's listening. You can't outsmart it. it's listening to me. it's watching me. it's watching you. it's watching everyone. whatever it is, it isn't from this world. if by some tragedy you find yourself at the crossroads, don't turn left at the crossroads, don't turn left at the crossroads, don't turn left at the crossroads, don't turn left at the crossroads, don't turn left at the crossroads don't turn left at the crossroads don't turn left

Pizza And Hot Girls All charaters belong to Acgats Most art used is not my own

Overwatch. An organization dedicated to the protection and betterment of humanity. But, hidden from the public eye, exists Blackwatch. The twisted sister organization that has a great deal more autonomy, and that won't hesitate to use more... unsavory means for the greater good. In the beginning, Dr. Mina Liao was one of the six core members of Overwatch, and she had a firm belief in artificial life. But when the commanders of both Overwatch and Blackwatch approach her with an... interesting request, will her newborn creation spell doom for both omnics and humanity? Or will her bastard Frankenstein's monster be killed before it leaves the cradle? (STORY IS ON HOLD TILL FURHER NOTICE) Overwatch nor its characters belong to me, all the characters, locations and other applicable stuff goes to its respective owners, Ultron is owned by Marvel, I'm just putting a spin on their ideas.

We all know the story. Kid gets bit by a radioactive spider and becomes a hero! He fights a vast assortment of animal-themed villains and gets married! Then his wife/girlfriend/significant other dies! A life marked by victories and losses, this is the fate of every spider-person out there. But we don't care about them right now. We're focusing on someone else, someone almost always left in the background of whichever Peter's achievements. Whether it be Eddie Brock or Y/N L/ N, theres always someone left just out of focus, until an alien gets their tentacles on them. Marvel is not owned by me, nor is any art I may use unless otherwise specified. Thanks for reading!