❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

Just a little something I cooked up. It does, however, reflect my personal thoughts and emotions, and is a way I channel my own actions.

Just finished Stranger Things and fell in love with Jonathan so I decided to write a story. *I do not own anything besides Kelly in this story!* Book Cover Done By: @caughtonjupiter

❝SHE'S GOT A SICKNESS, THAT ONE. IT'S IN HER BLOOD. SCARY TO THINK WHAT SHE'LL BE LIKE WHEN SHE'S FULL GROWN. IF THE GODS ARE GOOD, SHE'LL DIE BEFORE THAT.❞ In the North, there are whispers of a cruel and sickly girl lurking in the Dreadfort. Her skin is as pale as snow and her eyes are colder than winter itself. Her name is Drucilla Bolton, and she's the youngest daughter of Roose Bolton, Lord of the Dreadfort. She keeps knives like a little girl keeps dolls and roams the castle in the dead of night, haunted by visions of a flayed man, tortured by guilt. And yet, as terrible and frightening as she is, there are whispers of another, one worse than her. A beast in human skin. A monster with a charming smile, capable of unimaginable violence. He hunts the Dreadwoods with his vicious pack of hounds and his pet Reek. He is Roose Bolton's bastard son, and he's determined to take his rightful place as the true heir of House Bolton. Fantasy Drama/Horror - Rated M - © AMBrossart

Phil has never had a best friend until now. He didn't see it as a bad thing, but there was a down side to not having experience in friendships or relationships... How was Phil meant to know the definition of platonic? If there was a line between friendship and a relationship, where was it? Had Phil crossed it? ❝ The few second seemed to last forever, and Phil looked just as tranced as Dan did. Truthfully, nothing was more magical than meeting your best friend for the first time. ❞ Trigger-free. Despite some drama, it's a pretty positive phanfiction.

Handsome Jack x Reader This story is dedicated to my good friend, S_D222. Thanks to her I finally decided to play Tales from the Borderlands and wrote this story at her request. I hope everyone enjoys!

What if the great handsome Jack was a school teacher. Don't get me wrong, he his hot but his personality isn't right one a teacher, since he beats some students in the classroom or flirts around with most of the slutty girls around the classroom. So.. What makes him want me.. The nerd of the classroom. He teaches ICT. Since he's great at hacking and making codes to strengthen his security on Helios. I don't want to impress him or anything but... What he's teaching us.. I already know.

"As a child you were left for skags nearby a Bandit camp, and instead of peeling your flesh off and roasting your baby skin over a hot fire, the Bandits sheltered you...After a very heated argument, and a vicious fight (because bandits love fresh baby flesh), a bandit named Crawford raised you as his own. It is out of the ordinary for such barbaric beings to host such an innocent infant. You have been told that you are a magical child, a product of a witch and a warlock, and others say that you are a nobody. You have always been the talk of town amongst the bandits and company. Although you aren't of pure Bandit blood, you took an oath at age 15 to never betray Bandithood, thus making you eligible for the position of Princess. There are major bandit leaders like Bad Maw, Captain Flynt, and Midgemong, but they're all dead now. Historically, there has never really been a woman who has stepped up to be a leader amongst the bandits, and it has always been your dream to set that path." Handsome Jack x Reader (basically)

[Reader x Rhys] Former best friend (or more than that, you could say) of the man who aspires to become the "Next Handsome Jack," you've been living on Pandora away from the corrupt Hyperion Corporation, in which your relatives were rather... involved with... Okay, your uncle was goddamn Hugo P. Vasquez. What did it matter anyway? You were driven out of Helios years ago. Life on Pandora was... great...! *cough* Freedom, the sense of opportunity... *hack* Life couldn't be any better...! *cough* See, your life was just at its highest points in Pandora, until that freaking jackass Rhys decided to show up. Again.