a deep dive into an unknown person's journal and their journey through trauma, loss, and most importantly love. - when the actions of falling in love turn into the very reason for your existence. the very reason that drives your passions and keeps you up at night. when you know there's only one way in and one way out. when you know that no matter how many times you skim through the pages, read the written words with such delicacy and hold this book close.. we will always be out of touch. info ⚠️ - mild trigger warnings (will give one before a tough chapter) - gender neutral. gender isn't specified and you can envision the mc to be whoever you'd like.

Hanahaki Disease AU! Y/n was an orphan until a mysterious man covered in a thick, black fog came. Everything was perfect until another kid came along. Y/n got tossed aside. Until 15 years later _____________ Reader Quirk: Paper Craft Any paper object y/n makes will share qualities with their real life counterparts. Drawbacks: y/n cannot control sentient paper animals, they'll do whatever they want. Y/n can, however, control their temperament. _________________ Stats: Power - 1/5 Speed - 3/5 Technique - 5/5 Intelligence - 3/5 Cooperation - 3/5 ______________ "I'm not going to write another Tomura fic for a while" I think that's what I said. Oops!! Sorry. I just love this boy and he has so many good fic opportunities. ;A;

Basically something I created cause I'm bored and I've been thinking about this. There may be some sad parts of this so yeah

"𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞?" "𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢."

"𝔊𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢" was all he could say to you. - 🔪Warning🔪 This book contains: -violence -swearing -lemon -fluff -abuse -self-harm -mentally unstable scenes -maybe some disturbing content -an OOC Shigaraki which I totally did not give drugs to -blood -food -cringe -adding mentos to coke -unholy stuff -scenes that will make some people produce inaudible noises -stupidity -cringey A/N's that I'll probably regret int he future and be embarrassed -chaos If you are allergic to any of the above, I suggest you to not read this book. Or you can wear a pair of goggles to protect your eyes and a gas mask to prevent the unholiness. We don't want a reader to be traumatized for the rest of their life now do we. Just remember to take your daily holy water, then maybe. Just maybe. God will forgive you. And me. - Highest ranking: #58 in lov #7 in shigarakixreader #5 in shigarakitomura #15 in tomurashigaraki #19 tenko

//This will take place in order of the Assassination Classroom Anime series, so please finish watching that, then proceed to read further. I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 12-13!! Sorry for so many plot holes and cliches LOL ~author en·dur·ance /inˈd(y)o͝orəns,enˈd(y)o͝orəns/Submit noun 1. the fact or power of enduring an unpleasant or difficult process or situation without giving way. "she was close to the limit of her endurance" (Y/N) (L/N), as a child, growing up she learnt that all she ever could do was endure everything. This also contains a little bit of reader x Isogai~~ rankings; 1# akabane 1# assassination 1# ansatsu 2# karmaakabane 4# asano Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, I do not own you, the original plot of Assassination Classroom or any of the following images used in this story.

It was summer, a quick break from all the killings and a troublesome teacher named Koro-sensei. While on break though, you noticed something different from your classmate's actions. What's this, Karma Akabane, the troublemaker, sadistic, cold-hearted, devilish, son of a-- is starting to get soft on you?! What's happening in your summer break?

i just want to know what is it like to be loved. H.R (RANDOM): #76 H.R (FANFICTION): #820

After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted

When a knight-in-training sets out on a dragonquest to win the hand of a fair princess, he expects to return in time for a pavilion wedding in the fall. But after fifty years of tracking his quarry across godforsaken hinterlands, he is starting to wonder if he has the stamina to finish the job.