❝ FLECTERE SI NEQUEO SUPEROS, ACHERONTA MOVEBO ❞ (completed) Scappino, the Escapist. The faithful servant of their master. You once stood beside The Tsaritsa as her servant, a member of the Harbingers. But as fate would have it, you wouldn't maintain that position for long. You were never meant to achieve this; never meant to be the Twelfth. So instead you ran away, casting a veil over the bloody life you once had. Why serve the God who killed your reasons to live? tartaglia / childe x gn! reader all characters belong to hoyoverse © ; huawyn (ying) 010821 - 052222

"I was a prey all my life, but I became a predator for the same reason too." For my whole life, even before I had reached my adolescence, I knew I dreamed of becoming a detective - just like father once was - my admiration and respect for the title never running short since I was a mere child. What I did not know, however, was that my ambition of becoming one would arrive sooner than expected, being forced into engaging with real crimes and relying on my own capabilities and the abilities of others to solve these. While death came knocking at my door, so did the start of a new relationship, with whom Yokohama knew as being their "greatest detective". [All criminals and cases are based on real crime] 🅲🅾🅼🅿🅻🅴🆃🅴🅳: 09 / 03 / 2021 🅻🅰🆂🆃 🆄🅿🅳🅰🆃🅴: 13 / 09 / 2022 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘: detective #64 crime #98 bsd #63 bungoustraydogs #21 ranpo #1 ranpoxreader #1 ranpoedogawa #1 [I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or its characters, nor do I own the photo used for the cover, but I do own the plot] [Ranpo x fem! Reader - She/her pronouns will be used]

❝ you will bloom, right on time. that's why, live life in full bloom ❞ ❝ hold your head high because there are people that are waiting for you to fall ❞ · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · L/n Y/n, the Historian of the six-membered student council, is a timid girl who prefers to keep her head low and avoid speaking to others due to her past. Ishigami Yu, the treasurer of the six-membered student council, is an Otaku who is rather reserved and somewhat a gloomy student. The two of them accidentally get locked up in the student council room, alone. Ever since then, they've been hanging out more than usual. They were happy and had great friendship. That's until, Ishigami Yu falls in love with the Historian. She, too, has fallen for the Treasurer. Will these two awkward students successfully confess or will their shyness get the better of them? · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · 【 join your journey as the historian of the student council! 】 · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · 𖥸 I don't own the anime 'Love is War'. The real owner is Aka Akasaka. I only own the plot and you! 𖥸 Enjoy the story!! - 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 -

─── 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. Currently editing! I update whenever I can :)) 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲: -𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞-𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞- 09/15/20

{UNDER EDITING} // S E A S O N T W O // "If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like you've been here before?" I whispered weakly into his ear. I held his arms down so he couldn't, no, he wouldn't try to shift anymore. I felt my eyes close, realxing every screaming muscle in my body. My time was up, but Eren Jeager's life was just begining. - please read book one before reading this one,, it'll make more sense :>

✦ hxh x male reader! ✦ "Hey, can you lend me a hand real quick?" "Of course! Just give it back after, 'kay?" ". . . M/N, if I turn around and your hand is off, I swear to -- GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. We've talked about this!! Put your hand back on!" M/N wheezed and waved his separated arm around happily. His brother narrowed his eyes in return, muttering weak curses under his breath before pointing at the boy accusingly. "Put it back!" "Yeesh, I heard you the first time!" M/N burst into a fit of giggles as he held the limb place firmly. Droplets of blood fell to the floor quickly, joining the severed tissue together as they flowed from the wound. "Now you're gonna have to wait for your hand to heal again, moron! This is the sixth time you've done it this month!" "But it's worth seeing that face you make every single time!" ". . ." "Yeah, that one! Exactly!" -- A child is born with the ability to heal superhumanly fast. His body is nothing more than a canvas for healed scars and bruised flesh. Permanent marks of every single time he should've fallen to his grave. But, if you were to ask him, he'd simply smile and tell you that it's nothing to worry about. Each one was probably an accident! He probably did something to earn them. He probably did something wrong. He probably just waited too long. And all anyone could do was smile back. Because his smile was one of pure light -- and it was curious to see how so much darkness hadn't crushed it yet. Currently on: Zoldyck Family Arc! [First chapter is the prologue! Second chapter has information about the book and M/N!]

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

⚠ ANGST ⚠ Haikyuu x Male! Reader prod·i·gy /ˈprädəjē/ noun ❝a person, especially a young one, endowed with exceptional qualities or abilities❞ ✨Highest Ranking's✨ #1 Haikyuu. - 8/5/20 #1 Male Reader - 9/19/20 #1 Asahi -10/5/20 #1 Haikyuufanfiction -10/5/20 #1 HaikyuuxReader. - 10/19/20 #1 Volleyball. - 10/27/20 #1 Manga. - 11/06/2020 -- ⚠️⚠️ ‼️Contains SPOILER from the manga and anime

𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒐. The seed of friendship planted over the course of five years was never given the chance to grow. All that remains are time-worn memories of your childhood that still smell of warm grass and the simple safety a shadow once provided you, but perhaps this time, it will finally bloom.

₊˚ପ⊹ "his face isn't red he has diarrhea" ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ in which the dekusquad help todoroki impress his crush with the assistance of a wikihow article. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐅𝐄𝐌 (𝐘/𝐍) , 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 , 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐘.