𝘐𝘯 2013, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘛𝘰𝘣𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪... 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚... I'm not gonna so a TW because you should know what you're getting into if you're reading the damn thing. Anyways, I've been thinking of writing this for months now and I'm finally going to do it. There may or may not be a little 🍋 in this... I'll try to update it at least once a week, but during the summer I'll get to write at least once every couple days. Enjoy <3 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮₍'｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡₎ა ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ૮๑ˊᯅˋ๑ა ૮₍ '𖦹 ˕ ×' ₎ა ૮₍ - ⤙ - ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

- "think i like you best when you're dressed in black from head to toe. think i like you best when you're just with me and no one else." - cigarettes after sex, k. pureblood slytherin, florence mortimer, started her sixth year at hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. she thought she knew everyone in her year, and she dreaded the next two to come, only to realise there was one more person she had never really noticed. theodore nott rhymed with florence mortimer. his dark past and future awaiting was yet but soon to impact on his private life, wether he wanted it to or not. this left him battling with his love and prophecy. - theodore nott x fem oc sixth year - hbp warnings: smoking, alcohol, hella smut, violence, mental health issues, death (canon) started: may 2022 - finished: august 21st 2023

(18+) Phoenix Rose lived her entire life hiding the fact that she is an omega. As an omega, she was born into this world with her life already mapped out. Alphas could do anything they wanted, work for whoever they wanted. Betas usually followed behind, as assistants to alphas or secretaries. But omegas... Omegas are nothing better than servants.

They were forced to live together under certain circumstances. One with an oath to protect their Master and the other trying to find their existence on this hellish Earth. They just don't realize neither can live without the other... yet. ©2012-2013, 2021 Madness Publishing

☆Asra x Female Character ☆Major smut warning ☆PLEASE READ THE "☆PLEASE READ☆" CHAPTER FOR INFO ☆(I also listed the many smut chapters there ;))☆ ☆I don't own any character except for Umbra, my mc ☆This is the best thing I've ever written in my life, enjoy. Umbra, the bold yet playful ex-apprentice takes on uncovering her missing memories and expanding her magical powers while also taking time to make love to the love of her life, Asra.

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺𝘣𝘶𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 (completed) __________ Don't be bemused, it's just the news. Today at about 4pm in the city of Paris, our superheroes' have been defeated by Hawkmoth. Civilians claim to have seen the superheroes' identities with their very own eyes. They are all high school students, including model Adrien Agreste and our Mayor's daughter, Chloe Bourgeois. The Mayor has sent reinforcements to assist Parisians. But one question still remains... where are our heroes? __________ Highest Rankings: - #1 miraculousladybug - #1 rena - #1 marichat Started: i dont remember lmao Ended: 16th September 2019

A bunch of fairly long scenarios played out by the Naruto boys.

"Red? Little Red?" Wysteria hears the nickname and a memory jolts through her of a boy with a toothy grin and shaggy hair. She turns slowly. Behind her is a lanky guy with hair almost as long as hers, if not longer. His head is tilted slightly in disbelief but he immediately breaks out into a smile once he recognizes her. "Holy shit. It is you." Wysteria is staring at him with inquisitive green eyes. "You... you do remember me right?" It takes Wysteria another moment. "Jaybird?" Jacob breaks out into a wider smile. ---- "Why is everybody staring at me?" "Because you're beautiful." "No... That can't be it." -x- When Wysteria Redbird moves back to the Quileute Reservation in Forks, Washington after the sudden death of her father, she's not surprised to see that nothing has changed. La Push beach is just as cold, the woods surrounding her home are just as scary, and the elders of the Tribe still firmly believe in Spirit Warriors and Cold Ones. Wysteria unfortunately is not the same. Something burns deep inside her. Everyone seems wary of her presence. She feels like a walking plague and wishes more than anything that she was back in Florida with her father who would be alive and well instead of buried six feet under. The only solace Wysteria finds in Forks, Washington comes from Jacob Black and Bella Swan, two childhood friends she had almost completely forgotten. As events begin to unfold and secrets are uncovered, Wysteria begins to understand why the Quileute tribe fears her and soon realizes that she is afraid of herself as well. Twilight fanfiction Jacob Black Fanfiction Highest Ranking Given: #1 Cullen #2 in Eclipse #3 New Moon #12 Jacob #15 Jacob Black #19 Twilight #87 Breaking Dawn #131 Vampires