"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡?" After the Moore siblings finally return back to Mississippi from Chicago, trouble finds them in the dead of night. Will the rhythm of the blues save their souls or will their souls dance to the same songs...forever. "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙚. 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙚." ʙᴇsᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢs: #𝟿 ɪɴ xғᴇᴍʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ #𝟸 ɪɴ ᴇʟɪᴊᴀʜ ᴍᴏᴏʀᴇ #𝟹 ɪɴ ᴇʟɪᴀs ᴍᴏᴏʀᴇ #𝟺 ɪɴ ʀᴇᴍᴍɪᴄᴋxʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Briar had no idea that the relationship he was in was unhealthy. Damaging. He could barely tell that everything he was, and wanted to be, had been repressed and kept away by the person he loved more than life. Or maybe he did know- did see- and just didn't want to acknowledge it. Content to suffer silently if it meant keeping his boyfriend happy. And what it took for him to see the love he could have, the acceptance he could experience and the freedom he could thrive in, were three people. Three amazing, gorgeous and polyamorous people who used a cheeky fox to sneak their way into his life, a daddy he never knew he needed to break down his walls, and a sadistic dominant to lead him into a lifestyle he had always been afraid of. And afraid, Briar was. Afraid that the person he became around them, the person he could see himself thriving as... he was terrified that it was all too perfect for someone as imperfect as him. Briar; a Little lost in a big, cruel world. *******************

Hobie "Spider-Punk" Brown x Female Reader Spoilers (if you haven't watched the movie). Eventual SMUT. The nasty kind. (Skip to part 9 if you need it now) We don't have too much info on this Hobie (spiderverse) so most of this story ain't cannon. Did as much research and read as many comics as possible. Complete. Here's a snippet: "I'm sorry, I really am..." I stop. He's stepping closer. "What?" "You look familiar, have I seen you before?" He cocks his head to the side. Then the breeze feels fresher all of a sudden. My hood fell. My mask was still on. I pull up my h-nope. A web. "What's your name, mate?" He steps closer and reaches for my mask. I pull it down myself. He lifts my chin. I exhale. "Surprise." I groan. AYO WE GOT #1 ON SPIDERMAN (June 23-24, 2023) LETS FUGGIN GOOOOOOO !!!! Man I love you guys

In which a famous singer is the world's mightiest heroes' soulmate. started: june 2nd, 2021 finished: - ˢᵒᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᵃ/ʳᵉᵃˡ ˡⁱᶠᵉ

☆彡 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗼𝗻 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ .*･｡. | ❝ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. ❞ | .*･｡. vega storm had expected to kill a dragon and become the bravest in berk, but she didn't. instead, she learned how to train one. a vega storm novel! PLOT how to train your dragon COVER BY @goodhYOUman ( hiccup x fem!oc) HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON .i ➸ HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON .ii ➸ HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON .iii

All your dreams will come to life. So will all your nightmares. ― After narrowly surviving the car crash that killed his best friend, Andrew King is left to grapple with his loss and nurse a traumatic brain injury. With his injury comes a crippling sleep disorder, and sick of the restless nights and fatigued days, Andrew joins a clinical study to correct it as one of four subjects. The promise of returning to normalcy is lost as his dreams begin to take harrowing turns, prophetic in nature and vivid enough to be confused with waking life. Andrew bands with the other subjects, and they learn that the study has left them with the ability to live versions of the future in their dreams. Together they embark on a journey to find the forces behind their newfound abilities, only to quickly discover that some doors are best left unopened.

Spencer, a teenager that attends sevens high school is in a very unhealthy mindset as he over comes daily challenges just to find a will to live.

the story about a little princess who loves his stuffed dragon and his daddy. -- short chapters -- WARNING // this is about a cgl relationship. so if you're uncomfortable with that, you probably shouldn't read this. -- published: February 12, 2017

"Run Jezabelle!" My father shouted. I was frozen. I couldn't move. I stared at the bloody mess that was once my mother, tears falling down my cheeks. I looked up at the wolf that murdered my mother. He lunged at me, but I was shoved away. I hit the cold ground and ran into the bushes, and watched my brother and father get ripped to pieces. I am Jezebelle Parker. I witnessed something that I would never wish upon my worst enemy. I was only twelve at the time. My pack rejected me afterwards and I went rogue. I was alone when I shifted for the first time, which is a good thing, because I am the last white wolf to ever exist. ©2013 Forbidden_Angel720. All Rights Reserved