in which FP's and Alison's lost daughter, Grace, returns to Riverdale to find them. but when Grace meets the Serpents, someone catches her attention. I wrote this when i was 12.. please excuse my cringe writing and dumb storyline. i don't even watch riverdale anymore.

❝ You got the wrong number buddy but thanks for the playlist. ❞ In which she sends the playlist she made for her crush to a total stranger.

I wanted to read some reader x rio futaba , but just couldn't find one. Well then why not make one instead? Prepare to be sent directly into the world of Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai as you're added to the friend group of Sakuta , Kunimi and Rio. Honestly, adding a new member to the gang may be the best choice as Futaba get's turned down by Kunimi in the anime. I have no clue how to write a Reader x Character fanfic , it's my first time writing this type of Fanfic. The storyline is a bit edited , like Kunimi Sakuta and Rio are all in the same class and along with Saki. Support by voting and commenting! Feedback is always appreciated.

An oc created by meeeee Aizawa's daughter is 15 and attending UA her story is dis

Wenn du mein Tagebu- ich meine dieses Notizbuch hier in meinem Schreibtisch gefunden hast, und vor hast, darin zu lesen, tu es nicht. Es ist nähmlich nur ein leeres Buch, mit keinerlei interessantem Inhalt. Leg es also zurück, oder es könnte ganz schön hässlich werden. Ich warne dich. -Tsu♡ hab das mit 12 geschrieben das ist peinlich

This is my shifting script for my Dream SMP Streamer DR! You can use this as a template or take ideas from if you'd like to! <3 (I do not own the art on the cover, but it's really cute, whoever drew it has a lot of talent!!!)

a sudden zombie apocalypse happens out of no where and you come face to face with the dream team.... Dream team x reader apocalypse ⚠️warning⚠️ This story contains the following -blood/gore -fighting -death Do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of that :) Credit to @dream because it's his picture :)

Aurora just graduated film school and was going to work at the Mr. Beast company, because Jimmy had stolen yet another cameraman to be apart of the crew. Karl WAS that cameraman. Karl Jacobs x fem! oc swearing!! no smut or anything over pg-13. light suggestive jokes. If anyone in this book is uncomfortable, i will take it down :)

"You know Austin, right?" Maddy asked. "Like Austin show Austin?" You asked in return. Maddy nodded. "Yeah, that guy. I got a DM from him today about another Love or Host, he wants me to do." "Ah." You said. It wasn't uncommon for Maddy to make an appearance on that particular show - she had been friends with Austin for a good while, and was one of his go-to's when he needed someone to participate. "Who for?" "One of those Minecraft guys, I don't know." She shrugged. "Anyway, Austin said he was short on participants, and I told him that I had a hot roommate who might be down for it, so I wanted to ask if you would consider hopping on for this one." You pursed your lips. "When is it?" "Couple days. Friday night, I think around like 7?" You pushed off the bed, going over to the corkboard that housed your entire life - sticky notes pressed into the shape of a calendar, each labeled with a number and a list of things you had to do that day. You glanced at Friday's note - mostly empty, except for a few online classes in the morning. If you wanted, you could probably do it. You looked back at Maddy. "You can tell Austin I'll do it." She perked up. "Yeah? You will?" "Yeah." You said, pulling down the sticky note for that day and writing down 'Love or Host - 7' at the bottom of the list before sticking it back up, pinning it in place. It wasn't that big of a deal really. They just needed another person to participate - and going on the Austin Show was always good publicity. "Awesome." Maddy said. "Trust me, this is going to be so fun."

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.