⭐️ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴡᴀʀꜱ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ ⭐️ ʜɪɢʜᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢꜱ ꜱᴏ ꜰᴀʀ: #1 ɪɴ ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴡᴀʀꜱ (2017) #1 ɪɴ ᴋʏʟᴏ (2021) #1 IN KYLOREN (2015-2022) #13 ɪɴ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ (2017) (𝕤𝕖𝕥 𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕤 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕡.𝕧𝕚𝕚) started: december 20, 2015 finished: sometime early 2017 𝔻𝕀𝕊ℂ𝕃𝔸𝕀𝕄𝔼ℝ: *𝕚 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕠 𝕚 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕖* (𝕚 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕚 𝕕𝕚𝕕, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣)

*JUST A QUICK NOTE: This story IS DEFINITELY NOT accurate to Security Breach, since it was initially published before the release. This was only my interpretation and understanding of the game before.* *SOME SCENES MAY BE TOO DARK AND VIOLENT FOR SOME READERS, AS WELL AS A FEW INAPPROPRIATE SCENES. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED* *This story contains a Female Reader insert* •~•~•~• At 22 years old and living on her own, Y/N was working as an IT for Fazbear Entertainment. She heard about the brand new Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, the latest installment of the Fazbear Franchise. Standing at 3 stories tall, it was filled with rides and games galore, plus, performances by super high-level animatronic technology. Though, the animatronics were a lot more high tech than anyone realized. Most of the staff in the facility were robots as well! Y/N happened to be switched over to work as the nighttime security guard for the fun center. Disappointed with the transfer, Y/N believed she was never meant to do great things in her life. However, after getting the job, she realized this night job was not as simple and dull as she thought. Maybe, sometimes boring is better. . .or is it not? cover by vichi60 on Instagram All Five Nights at Freddy's characters belong to Scott Cawthon and Steel Wool Studios. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THEM.

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These are my ShaneShots. They're Shane x reader oneshots taking place in Pelican Town in the Stardew Valley video game. They're all romantic little short stories, no lemons. Some of them are in two parts. I hope you enjoy them. I'm always accepting suggestions/recommendations in my inbox. *Cover photo does not belong to me.*

Do you know what lies beneath? Beneath the ground, or even beneath those around you? You never think about it much, until it comes to the surface... And sometimes, it's too late. So come along with me... And learn about the tale of multiple families, merging into one.

At age 10, (Y/N) (L/N) became one of the first Hashira's along side her mentor Sakonji Urokodaki. However, despite the honor of becoming a Hashira, she does not see herself fit for the title. Only Urokodaki and Ubuyashiki know about her breathing style. 10 years have passed since that faithful day. Now that the Hashira's have grown into 10, she starts to open up to her fellow demon slayers. One of the newer Hashira's catch her attention. The one with the mismatched haori. -I do not own Kimetsu no Yaiba. None of the characters nor story do not belong to me. -I will try to incorporate some scenes of the anime ;)

Y/N was getting sick of the South Pole. Her cocky twin brother Sokka, her insufferable little sister Katara, the endless snow, ice, water, and chores. Yes, she loved the place, and her family, but ever since father left she had basically been looking after the whole village. Wake up, train with siblings, go fishing, cook, and go to bed. Every. Single. Day. But everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Disclaimers! None of the art is mine unless said otherwise. I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender or it's characters. Why is this labeled as mature? Some gruesome descriptions, and dark themes. All possibly triggering pieces have warnings to notify the readers beforehand.

Moved from AO3 because of reasons! "You are the only maid (or worker in general) that serves for the Skeletal Household. It's a skele-ton of work, but you manage by keeping onto a fairytale dream."

New phase: ACTIVATED! Get requesting, fam. There will be smut here, I assure you.

I consider myself pretty average, apart from my condition. Monochromacy. I guess I don't care about it too much, seeing as everything and everyone around me is familiar and the same three colors; black, gray and white. My life was going just fine...until two skeletons bounded into my life, with their companions following close behind. As the cliché goes, I take a liking to a certain one. But he's so... colorful, according to the others. How can I tell him about my sight problem when I can't suck up the courage to even stay in a room with him for more than ten minutes?