"Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought..." AM AU

Rodrick x female reader Tw: blood, kinda SA, a lot of sex This story isn't for everyone, SMUT! like you are a whore.

𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 ʀ.ʜᴇꜰꜰʟᴇʏ x f. reader 𝘉𝘌𝘚𝘛 𝘈𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘚 🏅#1~ #diaryofawimpykid (22/12/2022) 🏅#1~#rodrick (22/12/2022) 🏅#1~#rodrickheffley (22/12/2022) 🏅#1~#rodrickxreader (22/12/2022) 🏅#1~#fuckers (22/12/2022) 🏅#1~ #drummer (08/01/2023) 🏅#1~#heffley (30/03/2023) 🏅#1~#rodrickheffleyxreader (30/03/2023) 🏅#2~#youngromance (22/12/2022)

"Go change, Dear Juliet," he stood, holding out his hands and pulling me up. "Dear Juliet," I smiled widely, "I like that." "From now on you shall be my Dear Juliet," he smiled, spinning me. ---- A really fucking emo story cuz I was feeling really fucking emo :p Currently in the editing process!! ---- He saved her. He saved her from those disgusting beings putting their hands on her. She hurt herself both physically and mentally, drugs, razors, needles, all because of her trauma from her father. Juliet was at a local bands concert when suddenly a group of men surrounded her, planning to do vile things to her. Ronnie saved her, he saved her from those nasty beings. From there on they were connected. Connected mentally and physically. When both find that they are each being abused at home, they make a plan to run away together. They take a journey across the country, headed toward Las Vegas where Ronnie has a shot at becoming a rockstar. Juliet pushes him to go for it. While Juliet is a spontaneous free spirit and Ronnie is more grounded, they complement each other nicely. When a fight about Juliet's self harm and drug abuse, and Ronnie's anger issues arises, they each go their separate ways. Will they find their way back to each other? Will issues tear them apart again? Read to find out! :) ---- Started: 9/2/22 Finished: 2/13/23 #1 in fallinginreverse 10/10/22 (holy shit that's crazy) #1 in escapethefate 1/2/23 #1 in radke 1/25/23 #1 in ronnieradke 1/31/23

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

PLÁGIO É CRIME! No ano de 1995, Alecsander, mais conhecido como Dinho, é vocalista da banda preste a ser a mais famosa do Brasil, Mamonas Assassinas. Valéria é uma jovem modelo e atriz que recebeu a proposta de participar de um clipe da banda. Mal sabia que esse seria o primeiro de muitos encontros deles.... se Valéria aceitar.

Me chamo Linda Williams e tenho 20 anos. Sou uma nova moradora de Nova York, em busca de um novo lar. Acabo conseguindo um emprego no Clarim Diário. Nos dias corridos acabo me esbarrando sem querer em um garoto de olhos claros... 2021©

A Bruxa não perdoava ninguém, porque ela nunca fora perdoada. A Bruxa não amava ninguém, porque ela nunca fora amada. A Bruxa não conhecia nada além da morte, porque ela era a morte. "Um povo ignorante é um instrumento cego da sua própria destruição." Somin Bolivar.