You are Dovahkiin, Dragonborn. Born with the body of a mortal, but the soul of dragon. The Dragonborn is one of the many legends that are intertwined with the history and lore of Tamriel. Many Dragonborn have appeared throughout history. The previous Dragonborn had sacrificed himself to defeat the Daedric Prince of Destruction, Mehrunes Dagon, and seal shut the Gates of Oblivion. Now, the wheel falls onto you, The Last Dragonborn, but things won't turn out as they're supposed to. Will you fulfill your destiny? Will you be a hero to remember? Will you be a curse and plague for future generations? Or will you simply be forgotten to the sands of time? You decide.

Because, it's my problem if I wanna pack up and run away. It's my prisons if i feel the need to smoke and drink and sweat. It's problem is my problem, If I feel the need to hide. And it's my problem it's my problem, If I have no friends and feel I want to die. ♡ Karma x m!reader English isn't my first language, keep that in mind! This story follows the Anime and not the Manga. Started- 16/8/2022 or 8/16/2022 Status- Season 1- finished Season 2- finished

So here begins my collection of Tolkien one shots! Feel free to send in requests! I will write for: *Thorin Oakenshield *Thranduil *Fili *Kili *Bofur *Dwalin *Bard *Lindir *Haldir *Legolas *The Fellowship *Eowyn *Faramir I do not own any of the Hobbit/LOTR characters. They are the property of J.R.R. Tolkien!

The first novella in a brand new zombie trilogy. Once bitten, the virus spreads throughout the human body. It shuts down organs, kills nerve impulses and even reprograms the way we think. The virus becomes us. But the process takes eight hours. If you only had eight hours left to live, what would you do? For Chris Smith, that decision has already been made. He's infected, and returns home to find the rest of his family undead or missing, save his youngest daughter Maisie. He's never been much of a father, but can he make up for it now in the final few hours of his life and find somewhere safe for her to survive? From the writer who brought you the Blood Memory series and The Swiss Family RobinZOM comes this powerful first part in a new zombie novella trilogy. Z-MINUS. Let the countdown begin.

My first fan-fic about Charisk! I hope you enjoy. ~Little side note- The book cover does not belong to me, but rather hamvitita on DeviantArt. (I added the words with the Cover's app though.)

Male Reader (Student) X Nagisa Shiota (Teacher) This is an Assassination Classroom fanfic. No father figure, no friends; At this point around, it just seems like everything proceeds to get worse. It's hard to keep up a happy demeanor, which later leads to a distasteful attitude in life. School becomes a problem because of the constant fights, and the counselors as well as the therapists don't know how to get through to that negativity chamber you'd call a mind, and your mother can only do so much in the end... and then one day, you were given a chance. I DO NOT OWN OR TAKE CREDIT FOR ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM NOR DO I OWN OR TAKE CREDIT OF THE ART THAT IS POSTED!

The first time he saw it he was four years old, struggling to pry his mother's clawing fingers from their vice-grip on his wrist. He'd screamed and begged while she roared threats into his tear-streaked face, and then his voice choked in his throat when he saw those glimmering eyes lazily observing him from a shadowed corner. A forked tongue flicked out, the color of freshly-spilled blood. Thousands of staring eyes the same color as his. A dark stirring in his belly that made his mother seem less like a horribly invincible monster and more like foolish prey that had wandered too close. The ghost (demon?) disappeared once he'd blinked the stinging tears from his eyes, cringing at the way his mother's nails dug into already-scarred skin. That feeling the thing had sparked, though, insistently remained, quiet but ever-present, preying on the emotions he'd been forcing himself to swallow down ever since his father died. And it only got worse from there.

Your name is (Y/N) (L/N). Your father has gotten a job at some far away place he refuses to tell you the name of and says you suddenly have to move. You're forced to leave your life behind and all the memories with it, leaving your friends who you considered family and leaving the house you have lived in for pretty much all your life, until now of course. When you arrive at the new mysterious town you instantly feel like your being watched, but you shrug it off and continue unloading the car of boxes and crap into your new house. You know it will never be the same, and you're quite right about that. A Jeff the killer x reader fanfic All credit goes to the original Jeff the killer creator and all creepypastas who show may show up in this fanfic. Please enjoy!! =(^+^)= Cover drawn by myself :)

It's been a few months since monsters entered the human realm, but there's something else biting on the mind of your best friend Frisk - and she bears a lot of history. Whilst you and Chara grow closer together as two young adults on the surface, you learn that the hardest problems are the ones you made yourself. Why are some people luckier than others and what does it take to be human? Perhaps there's beauty in normality. Why do these questions feel so pointless to me? ~ (16/F) Chara x (16/M) Reader ~ Includes Sexual/Mature Scenes And Possible Unhappy Themes ~ Five Continuous Story Arcs ~ Grammar [British English] *1st August 2017

Two years after the events of MERCY. If you have yet to read MERCY, read it on my profile! Graduation time. Frisk and Chara's relationship lasted a glorious two years together. Chara is now nineteen and Frisk is now seventeen. Frisk's MERCY had never faded or failed, and Chara thanks their DETERMINATION for keeping them both together for so long. Created - 5/31/16 Underfell AU: https://www.wattpad.com/story/73771814-save art by sai-shou on tumblr/instagram