Chains Stories

what the titles says this is just stuff about the crew and others so expect nothing much sorry (ノ_<。)ヾ(' ▽ ' )

Gina is a puppet. Drocell's favourite puppet. Black butler fanfic.

Sirius opened his eyes and sighed at the warmth he was feeling around him. After many years in Azkaban he was so thirsty for what he didn't get in the prison. He turned around on the pillow and found himself facing Remus who was looking at him with soft eyes that were doubting. Doubting that Sirius was here. After one week he still couldn't believe the black haired man was lying next to him...

I don't own any characters, songs or photos in this fanfic. First ever one shot, will be editing and improving descriptions in the future.

"Alone I Stand" is a poem about an isolated individual who feels alone even amongst a crowd. The individual feels bounded by sacred commitments but has come to a crossroad of life.

Noami is a young, determined hero-in-training, full of hope, fighting to make a difference in a world riddled with chaos. She's still new to field missions, learning the ropes under the guidance of pro heroes. But everything changes the day her path crosses with him. Tomura Shigaraki - the leader of the League of Villains, a symbol of decay and destruction. During a clash between heroes and villains, he spots her in the chaos. She's not like the others. There's something about her-fierce, brave, yet untouched by the corruption of the world. He doesn't just notice her. He fixates on her. Obsession blooms like poison. After that day, she's no longer just a name on a list or a face in the crowd. She's his target. He watches from the shadows, learning her patterns, her habits, waiting for the right moment. And when he strikes, it's swift. She's taken-ripped from the life she knew and thrust into the clutches of the League. She's caught in a game of psychological chess, where every word, every move, holds meaning. And as the line between captor and something else begins to blur, Noami is left with a question: is escape even possible anymore, or does a part of her no longer want to?

Not all chains are forged from metal... Domestic violence ensnares the heart. Without love there can be no hate. Without pain there can be no chain. Love can strip away a person's freedom. After all, would you be willing to give up the one you love? * Based on a personal experience. This poem is the culmination of my ideas and observations on the subject. What really is love? What goes on in the mind of those abused? Why do they always want to go back...even when everyone will turn away from them for it? What can possibly blind them so much that they'd be willing to throw away any semblance of happiness away for a life of suffering? -The only possible answer is love...

Richie saw Eddie, fell in love with Eddie and kidnapped Eddie all in the same week. ~ "We're meant to be. And I was serious about him not belonging here. No. Promise. Come on, he fucking wears sweaters. This town will eat him alive like it did to us and he will not come out the other side. I can promise you that, Stan, because we've seen it happen," Richie pleaded, knowing it would get through to him. Stan made a face. They had. Many times. Children either ended up like them, Greta or Georgie. He nodded. "I'll help you." "You can think of it as an early birthday present." "You're so stupid."

It's always the same-a girl travels into a book, kills the villainess, becomes a saint, and lives happily ever after. But what happens to the villainess after her story ends? When Nathalie Remillia Hart dies in the book that condemned her, she awakens in a strange world . There, the rules are different, and the truth she died for begins to surface. The prophecy wasn't about salvation-it was a lie.

She is a goddess, a warrior, Worth more than her weight in gold, She is a guardian, a nurturer, With a spirit young and a soul of old, And is wise beyond her years, She has a heart as big as oceans, And will always face her fears. When a werewolf is born, their wolf lays dormant in them until the age of 16; the age of shifting. At this time, they might find their other half. Eira is a different wolf. And it made her an outcast. Werewolves are social creatures, and need a pack to survive otherwise they will go rogue. Eira isn't a social wolf and does not crave the social life her other kind needs. Tossed away by her pack, she sought refuge in the wild; real wolves, ones that don't shift. A new pack that accepts her not by dominate each other, but is a true family. Freedom is something that Eira cherishes, but what if her other half decides to chain her? She won't be having any of that. A/N: Hey guys! This is my first werewolf book., so please don't judge too harshly :) Have a good day now! Also, any mean/harsh/inappropriate or toxic language to the Author or anyone else, will have their comment deleted.

Just stuff I need to tag people with. :p

One victor, one villain. Both bound to each other, bond to society. They fight and combat in a game of cat and mouse, as semantics and other matters are thrown in place. But in the end the villain wakes from this alluring dream, a dream it seems he can never go back to. Just like the victor had wanted, it was all just a dream. WARNING: There may some content that may trigger some unwanted feelings for some readers, such as depression and suicide. Please do not read if you think that the themes in this book will bring harm to your mental health. I want all my readers to be safe. Mental health is not a joke, so please do not take it lightly. If you need someone I am here, if not me, someone else will be. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLzWo7VU1raXLowduDV_1_gu5vCblZbVHu This is a link to a playlist I made for this particular story, I'm not done editing the story or the playlist, but please give these songs a listen when reading this story. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0oUufJpjqyvdX8iDQnsrsN Here is another link to a new playlist, although it is not for this particular story, it is songs that I help me through my own depression and anxiety. And may be relatable to some readers.

(My pfp is Zeldris, you had to have expected this at some point)(I don't own Seven Deadly Sins) What if there was an eighth sin?... No, not even a sin.. More like a companion, a fellow sinner, amongst the group. But, with sins so great they're weight can't even be matched by chains? Well, there is. A "noble" woman by the name of Helia the Unholy Knight. Her honest but perplexing attitude is an annoying, and she never strays far from the other Sins for too long. And while it may not have been officialized by King Bartra, but she is considered a Deadly Sin-The Demons' Sin of Murder to be exact. Join her, Meliodas, Elizabeth, and everyone else in this strange adventure they go on throughout Brittania. (BxB and GxG; don't like, don't read)

This is just a song I wrote about wanting to stop liking someone when you cant... tell me how you like it!

"Only a king would do anything For his kingdom" A land ruled by nobles called "masters" all served a single absolute, yet evil king. His reign was clearly only to benefit himself, but there was nothing anyone could do as the nobility and military were all submissive to him as they reaped the benefits and left the lower classes to suffer. Philosophers, prophets, rogues, conspiring masters, and even other kings sought to end his reign. But it will be left into the hands of a lowly slave girl, Melody Aladdin, with everything on the line and her entire world at stake. Even a lineage she may know nothing about will come to realize that she was worth something incredible despite her entire life she felt only entirely worthless. All of this could be set in motion by a single man who wished to become king, but a benevolent king, Mister Chaudbury.