The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

Working had never been easy. Not many customers every day.. But one day, something different happens. You meet someone named 'Mark'. And from that day on, you began to start being friends with him. What will happen next when Y/n discovers that she has a crush? Will he have the same feelings for her? What will happen next? All art in book isn't mine, as said before. Some parts contain swearing You work at Fred Meyers or Walmart idk Kinda cringy at the beginning. 💀 ▪︎UPDATE: !!Will make an updated version in the future!!

"What are we going to do about the woman?" The blond said, either oblivious to the fact that you could hear him, or just simply not caring. The other man stood up and turned to where you were sitting on the top of the hill. You were immediately struck with his height. He was taller than anyone you had ever seen before, and you couldn't help but be taken aback. He had fluffy brown hair that fell in soft waves on his head, and his eyes were a shade of light brown that had a distinct sparkle in them. A pair of round glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. You felt his gaze fall on you and trace an outline over you. Wilbur soot x reader I'm gonna apologize in advance. This one's a rollercoaster of emotions 😅 (Art is not mine, credit goes to the artist)

Wilbur Soot is a massive prick, and you're just getting paid. Well, he can be nice sometimes. gender neutral :) enjoy!!

After the events of the game Andrew now moved away from Ivan, builds a life away from his original home. As he was finally getting comfortable in his new environment a sudden news cast gets shown of an accident happening at his old town. It was told that a young adult man had tried taking his life during the night, thankfully a couple of locals were able to witness the scene and were able to call the local authorities quickly. The young man was seen to be...Ivan?! Andrew gasped at the announcement and then rushed towards the door, grabbing his jacket and quickly leaving his house. (THIS IS A AU BTW I DO NOT WORK WITH ANY OF THE ACTUAL PEOPLE WHO MADE THE GAME. I HAD MADE THIS FOR MOSTLY FUN AND BOREDOM SO JUST A HEADS UP. THIS IS ALSO NOT A ALTERNATIVE ENDING TO IN THE GAME. LIKE I HAVE SAID THIS IS A AU.) TW: Mentions of Suicide, Self-Harm, and Medication. Things that aren't going to be in this story: There will be no Smut, darkship stuff, and generally no bad things. (GET IT BAD THINGS???). Update: this fanfic is now canceled, all rights and ideas can be used for other fics.

from colleagues to lovers...the right-hand man and his boss, something will bloom between these two men, all thanks to a silly little kid who'll manage to get them closer together. Telamon will subsequently be defeated by his own creation, his son... Builderman will suffer because of this...but he'll come back.

❝𝐃𝐢𝐞.❞ ____________ You were dead. Abused. Harassed. Life had never been kind. Misery was your constant companion, and pain was the language you were forced to speak. You were kind-too kind. Always helping, always pleasing, even when it broke you. But kindness meant nothing in the wrong hands, in the wrong home. You were born in the wrong family, the wrong place... a world that made you feel like an accident. Maybe you were. Maybe you weren't. And when death finally claimed you in a crash, sudden and cruel- you awoke in a place you were never meant to reach. 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 (𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍) *𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑰𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑨 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲

Art not mine-credits to @nikko_kage on TikTok. TW for violence, NSFW, illness, kidnapping, mischaracterization, cringe, bad writing (especially at the start) and angst. Will add if more arise. (I know pretty much nothing about dream game, so if I do something incorrectly, let me know<3)

You know the drill, dude dies and reincarnates with some op wishes. This time, what if the cursed technique was as broken as Mahoraga's adaptation? Can Naohiro surpass Mr. Nah I'd Win?