"Oh my gosh wdym macaroons didn't come from France.." "Yea France's a fraud trust." "TAIS-TOI, MÈRE ROUGE-" __________________________ A history obsessed person seems to have met some people who also decently know about history. Except, you didn't know those people WERE the history. __________________________ Warnings: -Historically ACCURATE. -You will be facing the mentions of the Axis, WW's and some more. -A LOT OF COUNTRIES/EMPIRES/MORE. -Will be a crackfic. -Reader is not as oblivious but not as smart either. -Not sure if romance will be added.

When a certain Phighter refuses to play in the matches and refuses to do anything with the Flipside brother. Some unfortunate events happen to Y/N when they meet odd Phighters. But not to worry, they always have a trick up their sleeves.

RE-WRITTEN UNDER THE SAME NAME AND COVER!!! Burning. That was the last thing they felt. An agonizing, painful burning. Where were they now? It feels calm, but extremely cold. They weren't used to the cold. It promised they'd never feel cold again. That the only thing they'd ever feel was the aggressive burn of flames. They'd think about it later. For now, at least, it felt like a good idea to rest their eyes. They couldn't see anything around them anyways. Welcome to my first xreader fic, and my first fic in general. The photo on the cover is found on google, but I added the text.

[Yan!Forsaken x Killer!Reader] Oh-oh Round and round we go Holding onto pain Driven by our egos Feelings untold Spinning our own versions of the past That you could never know How would I know?

Cover by Raychel_draws You've been living in Crossroads for a year now, working at a small bar to make ends meet. Unfortunately you seem to draw in all sorts of strange customers.

Cover made my me --- You fled from the city after something terrible happened. Now you find yourself in a small backwater town in the middle of nowhere, trying to live a normal life with your younger brother. Unfortunately, it seems as if you have a knack for garnering unwanted attention.

Cover made by me, background found on pinterest --- 500 dead inmates and counting. Over 2000 dead Urbanshade employees. The higher ups are getting desperate. You're their last shot.

Griefer/Brad art by Kosh on pinterest Background by n96u on pinterest Text & extra effects added by me --- Start NEW FILE? . . . Success! NEW FILE: IN WHICH--- a plain robloxian gets mixed up in a story never meant for them. No matter how much they try to leave, everyone around them seems keen on never letting that happen. They must dodge obsession like bullets, and make sure they can make it back home in one piece. If at all.

❝ I CAST FIREBALL!-❞ ❝ Y/N NO- ❞ Wizard! reader x Forsaken (COVER MADE BY ME) You were the great wizard in Wizard Tycoon 2 player. Your castle was built, 7 staffs at your hand with your 4 brooms. But one day, A great force struck upon and casted you away to the land of Forsaken..

Y!FORSAKEN x BROKEN SPAWN!READER