cause i live for the way you move, i'd die without the taste of you. ( rewrite !! ) ( fem!oc x percabeth ) ( 7/8/24 - 7/25/25 ) ( moa - boo ) © maybel ( .pipermcgay )

⎯⎯ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she is the death that those around her fear. complete. ©kohei horikoshi; mha. a bnha fanfiction written by lexii. (GH0ULZS) bedeviled can only be found on wattpad. heavy angst, fluff, and character development. #7-bnhavarious; 6/27/23 #57-mha; 6/28/23 #15-aizawa; 6/29/23 #13-Bakugo; 7/1/23 #1- xf; 7/22/23 #1 - myheroxreader ; 11/23/23 #2- ilysm; 11/24/23 - UPDATED ; #1- ilysm; 11/27/23 #1 - myheroacadamiaxreader 12/29/23 #1 out of 1,000 - endeavor 1/27/25 #3 - my hero - 3/25/25

You were a volleyball prodigy, the perfect daughter, the one who always shined brighter than others... Then, why did this happen? - Fluff, smut, angst all included~ Enjoy! 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ★★★ #2 volleyball #10 tanaka #4 kindaichi #6 ushiwaka #13 haikyuufanfiction #9 kiyokoshimizu #5 haikyuuxreader

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"I paint because it's fun, and fun makes me happy!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The characters do not belong to me other than my OC'S, they belong to Natsu Hyuuga. STARTED WRITING ON 18/03/2025 AND ENDED ON THE #1 ranking for apothecary diaries 25.04.2025

A Marvel Fanfiction | Found Family | Intern AU | Soft Chaos | Angst(?) with a side of comfort<3 Shaa Rivers never expected much from her life. Sixteen, sarcastic, book AND street smart, playing pretend~ until a late application lands her at Stark Industries for the most competitive internship in the country. What just starts as an internship quickly spirals into.... chaos. She didn't plan to impress Tony Stark. She definitely didn't mean to become his favorite. And she most certainly never thought she'd find herself slowly earning the trust of Avengers who don't even trust each other. There's coffee at 2AM with Barnes, trivia wars with Banner, emotional damage cleanup with Romanoff, the vents DUH and Peter Parker who keeps swinging by (literally) and dropping from ceilings like it's normal. And ofcourse the gossiping fellow interns... Also, Thor might have thrown her an Asgardian adoption ceremony. No big deal... right? ...Except suddenly, being a "nobody" isn't really an option anymore. And Shaa? She's about to learn that even broken things can be wanted, without needing to be fixed, specially in the Tower where chaos is the baseline and family means more then DNA. Oh yeah~ this is going to be ✨chaotic genius girl meets billionaire sass king✨ - *this is not my first marvel fanfiction but the previous one was TRASH, so I burned it (deleted it), this one is fun though* Started: 13th June 2025 Completed: 19th September 2025

. ݁₊ ⊹ I'll be your role model Don't leave the house tomorrow.... ݁˖ . ݁ "Y/N put Rage down" "Fuck off, Eraser," "Fuck off, off, fuck fuck off, Eraser, fuck Eraser off," Rage mumbled in sync with her. Cover made by me. Started : 25/03/25 Completed : 19/07/25 MHA!Variousxfem!reader Ranks : N.1 in #mha N.1 in #bnha N.1 #anime N.1 #xreader N.1 #1a N.1 #ynxreader N.1 #villainreader N.1 #mhavarious N.1 #vigilantereader N.1 #bnhavarious

"𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘒𝘰𝘳𝘰-𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘪... 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵." In the prestigious halls of Kunugigaoka Junior High, reputation is everything. For Y/N, a girl with ethereal beauty and a mind as sharp as a chef's knife, life was sweet-until a false accusation of cheating stripped it all away. Relegated to the "End Class" on the mountain, she expects a life of isolation. Instead, she finds a yellow octopus teacher, a classroom of assassins, and a red-headed devil named Karma Akabane. ​Karma is brilliant, bored, and loves nothing more than a reaction. When he discovers that the class's new "Angel" has the temper of a demon and a vocabulary of a sailor when provoked, he makes it his mission to bait her. Between assassination missions and cutthroat exams, a rivalry ignites that sets the mountain on fire. But in the world of Class 3-E, the line between a killing blow and a heartbeat is thinner than it looks.

WICKED isn't finished with them. Not even close. Minho and Isla survived the Maze. They survived the Scorch. They survived everything WICKED threw at them. But survival isn't enough-not when they're strapped to cold metal tables, their veins drained, their minds shattered by hallucinations. WICKED says they're special. That their blood is different. That they can help find the cure. But Isla knows the truth-WICKED doesn't care who they break in the process. And Minho? He'd rather die fighting than let them turn him into another one of their experiments. They're trapped, alone, forced to endure endless tests, pushing their bodies and minds past their limits. But no matter how weak Isla feels, no matter how much pain Minho endures, there's one thing WICKED can't take from them. Each other. Even if they've never said the words, they feel them. In every stolen glance. Every desperate touch. Every promise to make it out of this hell alive. But WICKED isn't just testing them. They're waiting. Watching. Because Isla and Minho aren't just different. They might be the key to everything.

They thought they'd escaped. They were wrong. The desert stretches endlessly before them, scorching by day, freezing by night, and full of dangers they can't see coming. Isla is barely holding on, her body fighting against whatever WICKED pumped into her veins. Minho refuses to leave her side, even as the others struggle to keep moving. Food is running low. Water is almost gone. And the mountains that promise salvation still feel impossibly far away. But WICKED isn't done with them yet. Hunted by Cranks, haunted by nightmares, and desperate to survive, the group has no choice but to keep pushing forward-because stopping means death. Or worse. And in the end, escape might not be an option at all.