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Wishes over wishes, but what do we get in return? " The Lepidopterarium" is an AU fanfic about the protagonist, Lila Rossi (Chrysalis) trying to get her hands on the ladybug and black cat miraculouses in order to make her wish. The title means "butterfly house", which you'll understand later why this is the name of the story. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT notices: this is my 2nd fanfic so there may be mistakes, or I don't really explain things correctly. I wrote this during 12 am to 7 am, so if there are some errors, it might be because i'm sleep deprived😭 some of the things written here have happened to me (especially in chapter 2) also implied lilanette follow me on tik tok if u like my fanfics!! @nooroo_defender 💜🦋

Second part on the series called Only you. This is sequal of the first part so I suggest please read that before this.

As a highschooler, the only thing that matters is sports, friends, and surviving the next class period. Due to unfortunate and unforeseen life events, Adam and Casey are thrown into a world of confusion and hurt. With no one else who knows, they turn to each other for help. Who knew two lines could hold so much meaning for two different people? This story takes a deep dive into the intrapersonal lives of Adam and Casey: their passions, their desires, and their worst fears. When a life is on the line, what choices would you make? --- Alternate title: Ugly Green Couch Name in chapter title is the point of view Spoilers, but important information: I am incredibly aware this storyline/trope and ship is controversial. There is reason and lore behind the pregnancy. Do not let the first chapter cause you to be disrespectful, please. I originally was writing this story to help emotionally deal with personal and familial struggles. Losing someone to a disease like cancer is absolutely gutting and unfortunately, those losses and continued struggles surround me. I mean no ill intent with this fic at all. If it comes across in this manner, I sincerely apologize.

Prepare for a series of sad stories that tug at your heartstrings. These short tales are easy to read and perfect for anyone who enjoys feeling emotions while reading. They'll make you think and reflect on things. Give them a read and see how they touch you. :)) The cover isn't mine, it's a picture I found and edited over.

Two months after surviving Tobias Hankel, Dr. Spencer Reid struggles to forget every detail of his documented trauma and has a gut instinct that leads him to believe he's forgetting undocumented trauma as well. Having undergone a mandatory psychiatric evaluation in order to return to work immediately after being rescued, Spencer is diagnosed with a slew of mental health conditions, as well as a late diagnosis of ASD and ADHD. He's trying to adjust to his new ADHD and anxiety medications that allow him to seemingly function better than ever before. Sure, the meds make it easier for him to throw himself right back into his work despite the trauma and the anxiety meds are messing with his ability to remember key elements of his trauma at all... but is that such a bad thing? He's the best he's ever been. He's found the perfect balance in pill bottles. His concept of time and reality may falter, his ability to eat or sleep is nonexistent these days, but that's just a side effect that he can live with if it's what allows him to feel like a profiler rather than a helpless victim. The doctors had reassured him that he would adjust eventually and that although he was being prescribed narcotics, there was little to no recreational or abuse potential. That dependency and addiction weren't something he needed to worry about. Nothing worse than temporary side effects. He did, however, think it odd that he enjoyed what he presumed to be the most intense and notable side effects. He was fine. Everything was fine.

PAUSED This is my rendition of what I think happened before, during, and after the shutdown of garden view. Im mostly going to focusing on the after, but I will include a bit of the before during the prologue For context:3. (I DO NOT INTEND FOR THE STORY TO STAY HAPPY BE WARNED). Im going to use both in universe logic and a bit of my own. ;). Enjoy (please). I don't own dandy's world or any of the characters present all ownership goes to the rightful owners (BlushCrunch studios).

Red... It's all red... 'When was the last time I could breathe?' The ginger wonders. He lays on the ground in a dark room. Surrounded by pure white flowers tainted by crimson blood. His blood. How long has this been going on now? He can't remember... ever since he met that mackerel his life has turned to a living hell. He always knew he got attached too easily, but this... this is like nothing he's experienced before.

Some are bright and beautiful, the others are alluring but painful. This collection of some of my more complicated feelings reminds me of a rosebush. While the flowers are stunning to the eye, the thorns will draw blood if you aren't prepared to trim the bush. When you read this, think of each poem as a rose, painstakingly picked with bare hands, stripped of it's thorns. I left it in a crystal vase, for you viewing pleasure. I want to be heard, and I have a feeling, you want to hear me. I invite you to see emotion through my eyes. (A Final Collection of poems written by a person with Borderline Personality Disorder.) Trigger warning for all of it, specific trigger warnings before each chapter in the title

Kokichi started coughing. The room grew silent as the other Ultimates, who were investigating a murder, turned their attention to the smaller teen. He stopped his hacking, only to say "I'll be back in a sec" before abruptly turning and speed walking out the door. Two small, dark blue petals were left in his wake. This is a Hanihaki story between Kokichi and Shuichi. It will most definitely be shorter in length, so don't be too surprised, heh heh! I'm conflicted, so I will make a good ending and a bad ending (The bad one ending in death). This is my first fic actually, so I hope you enjoy! (All art goes to respective artists) WARNING: There will be some touching on mature subjects (Self harm, depression, homophobia, etc) through this monstrosity of a story! If you are uncomfortable with these things or triggered by them, please read with caution!)

9/11 fanfic

It's been months since he left for his last covert operation, and Brad Colbert is missing in action, presumed dead. Still grieving, Nate attempts to rebuild his life, burying himself in his career. However, an unprecedented anomaly in the swamplands of Florida will soon have him following in Brad's footsteps. this is a crossposted work from ao3, under the same name + username. this is a fanfic of generation kill + annihilation.

One normal day for SpongeBob takes a dark turn....leading for his secret admirer, Squidward, to fall into depression....the whole situation gets worse This is a joke my friends made me do

A story about two boys in highschool, one falls in love, the other falls in lust

Hello there! This is a book about my ocs! Read to find out more!

a girl, too innocent, too young to know better My English isn't the best so sorry if some sentences are intelligible I do NOT romanticize anything in this This is my story, my own experiences this contains triggering subjects as SA, COCSA, Hypersexuality and a brief mention of mental disorders

Dead dove do not eat MLM

One-shot of Katt and I's OCs Background info: Vivian is brutally tortured by Noche's father for finding out crucial information about him and his criminal activity xoxo Traumatized!Vivian x MaleManipulator!Noche Vivian belongs to Katt Noche belongs to me

A group of four friends journy into a world they never knew was possible. Will they go mad or escape intact... [Hi! this is my first ever story on here sooooo, it might not be the best heh-]

Feelings are weird and complicated so why did Killer have to deal with them? and now these flowers... slowly killing him Just because he doesn't want to admit his feelings. How stupid.