[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

"I can stare into a thousand eyes, But every smile hides a bold face lie," Ember's scared. She's scared everyone's out to hurt her. She wants someone to love, but how can she expect someone to love her if she barely loves herself. She just wants to feel safe. It sounds so simple but it's not. "I'm nothing short of being one complete catastrophe." •A Jim Root story This story is dedicated to @tattooed_millionaire thank you for always being amazing and providing such awesome stories. You are an inspiration so thank you. Ratings: #1 Slipknot #1 Jimroot #1 Jamesroot #1 Chrisfehn #1 maggot #1 Paulgray #1 Coreytaylor #1 Shawncrahan #1 Sidwilson #1 Craigjones #1 joeyjordison #2 mickthomson #2 maggots

After being betrayed by your family and losing your job, you leave your faith in the holy church behind and find yourself diving headfirst into a mysterious commune, residing in the Emeritus manor as a cook and housekeeper. Living under Papa Emeritus IV with his Ghouls is a strange lifestyle to get used to, but it could be the safe haven you had been looking for. Is Papa the one you needed in your life this whole time? Disclaimer: My depictions of Papa and the Ghouls are purely fictional and have nothing to do with the band itself. There are some references to other media that are also unrelated. The photography in this story does NOT belong to me! 8/17/23 I'm gonna start this with a big thank you to everyone who has read and enjoyed this story, I currently don't have the patience or motivation to continue this... Any updates will be on my announcement page on my profile. -naenaebaby

Bring together nine fun loving guys, two crazy fans, two pint size trouble making matchmakers while adding in a mischievous kitten and ferret and let the wild ride begin. Gabby is a single parent to her younger sister after losing their parents in a tragic accident. She lives next door to her best friend Lauren and they are both Maggots. When Gabby decides to make a quick stop by a venue to show her appreciate to one of the nine members she finds herself presented with an opportunity to tour with one of her favorite bands and play matchmaker for her friend. Little does she know that she will not be the only matchmaker at work. What will happen when Gabby finds herself on the edge of being able to live all of her dreams? Will she reach out and grab them or push them away out of fear? ***A/N Paul is alive in this story. If that offends you I'm sorry but I won't change it.***

Y/N has lived on her own in a small impoverished town for the past few years. Everything felt normal until one morning where she fell tearfully ill, seeking out a medic of some sort may have been her best or worst decision ever. Only time will tell.

The silence between them was dreadful, but Arabella felt too weak to speak. Sitting outside on the hill just near the trees, they looked up at the sky together. Arabella looked to Tobias and frowned. "There are no stars out tonight." This caused him to chuckle after Arabella said it. Yet he avoided looking at her, after all, how could he? "Someone once told me that stars were nothing more than balls of gas, that burn out, and die." He spoke softly and slowly almost as if he was recalling a faraway dream that he couldn't quite reach anymore. "Unrealistic dreams even." Arabella remained silent and bit her lip, Pain surged through her as she chuckled sadly, For she knew how he felt, and couldn't seem to grasp the reality of things. "Someone once told me that stars were a beacon of hope." She looked to Tobias. His eyes, which held dark circles contrasting his pale skin, met hers and softened. "Especially in the darkest times. Beautiful, Isn't it?" Cover made by @Miss_Romantic233 ***Warning: contains slight sexual content***