You work the night shift at your family Cafe. it's boring and you've always felt lonely, until someone special walks into your life and flips it upside down.

|| MATURE THEMES|| ♟ ❝𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲.❞ - March 14, 2012 by awfultune ♟ ✪✪✪✪ when I saw her, it felt like the world made sense again. ✫✫✫✫ His eyes scanned the room, and then, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳. He was out of words as he watched her dance on the table, she was a bit uncoordinated, but she looked beautiful. He didn't know if it was the weed that filled the room and got to him, but his thoughts were sounding as loud as a hornets nest. Her beautiful hair kept flipping from side to side as her body moved to the rhythm of the music. Her movements were so graceful, he couldn't peel his eyes away, he didn't want to stop her. He felt utterly ashamed of thinking those thoughts for a girl he just met. He can't talk to girls, especially girls as pretty as y/n. But that's when he knew, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳. ✫

Warnings: Mental illnesses OD ED SH Rape Suicide Hospitals Smoking Blood For some reason on pt. Three it shows the characters and playlist so if you want to see that id advise you to look at that first.(sorry for spelling mistakes😭) STORY ENDS ON A CLIFHANGER😘 N:1 IN MDE N:2 IN JOHNNIEXREADER N:3 IN READATYOUROWNRISK

Zed's in the prime of his life, stealing shit and selling drugs. However on the night of his 24th birthday he gets a present he never asked for and desperately wishes he could return. Strong Sexual Themes Mature Content Kidnapping Stockholm Syndrome

When Bucky was being held captive at HYDRA, many experiments happened to him. This just happened to be one of the many he forgot about. HYDRA wanted another super soldier. So, they decided to make a replica of Bucky's DNA. But that wasn't enough for the infamous HYDRA. They needed something more. With the help of the Red Room, they were able to take a women's DNA and create the perfect little soldier. As the years flew by, she got older. Thirteen to be exact. By this time, both her mother and father were out of their captor's grasp. As nightmares flooded Bucky's night, he was stumbled upon a memory. The memory of a young girl. This is a story about Bucky and Natasha's daughter, Nadiya Barnes. Started: 7/16/19 Ended: --- I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING MARVEL. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEM.

Caroline Thought she didn't need friends. It wasn't until the stars aligned and she finally decided to show up to a football game, The homecoming game of 84'. Wally annoyed her. He was her lab partner, unacademic, loud, and loved to brag. But now he's dead, and she never got the chance to apologize for some choice words. By the time she set her pride aside it was useless. Now she has to live with the consequences. Until she doesn't. Rated M for language, violence, drug and alcohol use, and depictions of death. And uhhhhhh I also kind of made it gay by chapter 30

Typical small town, typical bad boy, typical new girl.. or maybe not. What happens when Zed gets it wrong and the pristine Millie isn't as innocent as he thinks? In fact he finds his usual smooth moves pretty rough around the edges as he stumbles to uncover what it is about the new girl that makes him tick.. Senior Year is about to get a lot more interesting...

Haven ha·ven /ˈhāvən/ noun a place of safety or refuge... Human girlfriend Zombie boyfriend Senior year, Prawn and Graduation. Being the only couple in Seabrook not having sex is starting to take it's toll..

"so if you're lonely, darling you're glowing if you're lonely, come be lonely with me." or michelle richards and wally clark never really had a chance, death won and now they have a chance to meet again in the afterlife. [ wally clark x fem!oc ] school spirits season one - two

Not the bashful whisper they paint it to be- but the aftershock of joy, the bloom that dares to come back after frost. Pink is rebellion in silk gloves, a war cry under breath, lipstick smeared on a coffee cup left behind like a love letter no one was supposed to read. It's the secret ache of a sunset when the world pretends not to be watching, the soft underbelly of rage learning how to smile. Pink has teeth. She bleeds through white sheets, drips from scraped knees, grins from the cheeks of girls who refuse to lower their voices. It is the color of staying soft- on purpose. The color of breath when you thought you were drowning. Not innocence- but survival in blush. Not fragile- but full. Pink is not afraid to be seen. And it doesn't need your permission. ♪★※ Josephine's family was Perfectly Pink and demanded her to be the same, but why was it no matter how much pink she adorned did she always feel green?