we all love our Vesuvian bbs (and thots, cOuGh cOugh luCio-) Consisting of the main 6! ~ requests closed :( ~ [FF of The Arcana by Nix Hydra. I do not own these characters.] [Credit to all artists thats' illustrations are put into this book. I do not own any of them.]

[REQUESTS ARE CLOSED] Ever wanted to be with some Vesuvian babe? Me too...just, not Vlastomil, never Vlastomil. Anyways! You'll find more info on requests and such in the first chapter. (I write for ocs)

I know he doesn't love me. I don't know why I stay with him. Oh, who am I kidding? I stay with him because I love him. I shouldn't. But I do.

【HIATUS. possibly discontinued & to be deleted】 "Faust has brought you a message!" [X] OPEN | [ ] DISCARD "Dear Apprentice..." A series of one-shots based on the postcards sent by the Main Six in "The Arcana" mobile game. Enter into a world of adventure, angst, and romance as each letter brings about a descriptive tale unlike any other. 【 the arcana fanfic | main six x gender-neutral!reader | may contain spoilers for routes.】

REQUESTS CLOSED there's too many oh god)) Lime, smut-ish, fluff, probably not any full on lemons & NSFW. See requests chapter for more info --> Thanks for reading <3 . . . Cool Things: #1 on the Julian tag 05/26/2020 #1 on the Mercedes tag 1/10/2020

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The year is 2083, and for the last 40 years, Humanity has enjoyed a golden age of science and technology, due to breakthrough faster-than-light space travel. Colonies flourished from population spikes, creating thriving economies and large industries. But the peace is soon to be shattered when colonial scientists awaken an alien race. Faced with extinction, a regiment of super-soldiers are sent to find a way to stop the aliens before it's too late.

[SOSPESA] Levi Ackerman potente alpha di una stirpe di licantropi, guida il suo branco con fermezza invidiabile. I suoi sottoposti si fidano ciecamente di lui affidandogli persino le loro vite. Il branco è affiatato e la solidarietà è molto invidiabile. Si proteggono a vicenda tenendo il branco potente e compatto. Quando i membri non sono occupati a correre per i boschi a quattro zampe, possono assumete la loro forma umana anche se raramente coda e orecchie spariscono. Erwin Smith, primogenito di una delle casate di cacciatori più conosciuti. Si fermerà con i colleghi in una cittadina in mezzo alla natura essendogli arrivate voci che affermano che di notte il soprannaturale domina i boschi. Più di una persona afferma di aver sentito ululati agghiaccianti e di aver visto grosse bestie correre ad una velocità sorprendente. E se le loro trappole avessero ferito e catturato qualcosa?

| Attack On Titan One Shot | Angst | Eren centric | "Mamma! Sono tornato!" "Bentornato, tesoro. Com'è andato l'allenamento? Il Capitano Levi vi ha distrutto come al solito?" "Sì, quello stronz-" "Eren! Modera il linguaggio!" Piccolo scorcio di vita della famiglia Jaeger: purtroppo però, niente è come sembra.

Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Reginald dismissed turning back to his meal. Their father's unwillingness to listen or care made Five's blood boil. He pushed his plate away and turned back to their father. "I want to time travel." Five demanded threateningly. Their father looked at him unalarmed at his outburst. "No." He said, no longer entertained by the matter not that he shown he was before. Just him replying to Five was enough for everyone to feel shocked. "But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." Five argued appearing beside their father. "See?" He gestured to himself as proof. Reginald didn't even look up from his plate, unamazed with Five's gift. "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." Reginald said waving a hand. Everyone went back to their meals and Five looked angrily at them before locking eyes with Y/n, who gave him a pleading look. She hoped he would just sit down before the situation escalated. "Well, I don't get it." Five mumbled. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Reginald replied. "I'm not afraid." Five countered. "Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald said turning to Five. Five shook his head before turning to run. "Number Five!" Y/n quickly stood going after him. "Number Eight!"