𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆! ❝ did it hurt when you fell from heaven? ❞ ❝ if that's your idea of flirting, i may as well gag ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 briar miller is swiftly rescued from eternal damnation, only to be bribed into saving a future which so passionately despises her. petermaximoff x femme!oc | fox's xmen | marvel entertainment dofp - dp | started 14.05.2021 ©️𝗗𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗬𝗦𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥

❝ 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅. ❞ ༉‧₊˚✧ ˖⋆࿐໋₊ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 . . . illuki, the eldest child of the zoldyck family becomes the phantom troupe's web. ⓒ @-𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗯𝗮

Winner of the 2016 Fanfiction Awards! Things will be different for Estela this year at Hogwarts. Having seen the catastrophic future that lies ahead, Albus Dumbledore has given her a task. Foreseen to be a monster, Estela must change a certain student named Tom Riddle. He's arrogant, manipulative, independent and powerful, and Estela is at a loss of how she should approach the situation, but soon realises that they're not so different after all. Secrets will be revealed as she attempts to reconstruct the future Dark Lord's fate. As featured on Wattpad's 'Harry Potter' reading list. #1 in Fantasy October/2019 #15 in Fanfiction 18/09/2015 #71 in Fanficition 9/10/2015 #52 in Fanfiction 10/10/2015

You feared lies, yet you were given a family of liars. This small family of three promised never to leave each other's side. A human bard boy, a tiny wisp of the wind, and you had promised to remain inseparable- to form a family from those without families. But then the first liar died. And the second became a god just to disappear without a trace. They lied to your face and laughed. Your own family didn't want you, Mondstadt didn't want you, Celestia didn't want you, even death itself didn't want you. After all, 1600 years had passed and you were somehow still not dead. "Everyone is so full of lies. What's true and what isn't?" You were trapped, falling seemingly forever in the unfortunate illusion of deception. That certainly wasn't a lie. Ironic. How did Barbatos, the god of Freedom, manage to free everyone except the one person he needed to free the most? You waited. And waited. And waited for him to come back and free you. Maybe in another 1000 years? ⊹₊꒷︶꒷꒦‧₊˚⊹ [enemies to lovers] + [fem reader] !! [WARNING: spoilers, angst, gore, mentions of suicide, manipulation, anxiety / panic attacks, and more]

« - Craignez, suppliez, redoutez. Quand sa soif de sang arrivera à son échoir Vous n'échapperez pas aux griffes de l'abattoir. Et n'oubliez pas de prier, Car vous n'aurez bientôt plus nulle part où vous cacher. » ---------------------------------- Ceci est une fanfiction Assassination Classroom qui s'appelait avant "Soif de Sang" que j'ai écrite il y a bien trois ans. Dans cette réécriture, la trame narrative se situe non pas lors de l'année de troisième au collège mais lors de la seconde année d'université de tous les personnages.

Priscillia Fawley vivait une vie des plus banales au sein de l'école de sorcellerie Poudlard. Elle était préfète de Serdaigle. Ayant des amis qu'elle aimait plus que le ciel aime la terre. Des relations amoureuses et heureuses chaque année, malgré une fâcheuse malédiction. Jusqu'à ce que Tom Elvis Jedusor ne la remarque, ne la regarde. Plus pur que l'or.