Demogorgon X Reader - 𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖘𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖞 - Wattpad

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Demogorgon X Reader

LECTURES 61,242
Votes 663
Chapitres 21
Durée 1h 35m

LECTURES 61,242
Votes 663
Chapitres 21
Durée 1h 35m

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α ¢υρ σf тєα αи∂ α кι∂ | ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ x ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏᴄ| АѲT FF, écrit par Delusi0nalrealist

A saying goes, blood runs thicker than water. I used to believe that. That the ties of family were bound in flesh, in DNA, in the weight of shared blood. And that's why I took her in. A child to bear the Ackerman name, nothing more. I never needed a wife, never wanted one, and the family wouldn't shut up about lineage. So I found a solution. But having a child and raising one are two different things. She didn't look like me. Not in the slightest. Pale, mismatched eyes like some eerie little specter, hair darker than my own. There was nothing of mine in her face. But blood only speaks in resemblance-habits, behaviors, soul-those come from something else entirely. At first, she was just there, like an extra piece of furniture. A brat who followed me around, made demands in her tiny, stubborn voice, clung to my mother like she'd been born from her instead of someone I'd never know. And slowly, without permission, without me even noticing, she started to mirror me.The way she held her cup-my cup-fingers curled around the porcelain just like mine. The sharp tsk of her tongue when something annoyed her. The way she'd bury herself against Mom's side, small arms clinging tight, seeking comfort the same way I once did. She didn't look like my kid. She acted like it. She stole things that were mine-my old baby blanket, my chair at the table, the best spot on the couch. And then she went further, took things I didn't even realize I still owned. She stole the quiet in this house and replaced it with the soft hum of her voice, the sound of tiny feet against the floor. She stole the weight in my chest and replaced it with something I couldn't name. The saying was wrong. The full truth is: The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. And I have never been more certain of anything in my goddamn life.

The Stars That Guide Us ~ A Jotakak x OC fanfiction, écrit par EnchantedFox20

Hiroko Hoshino is just your average 17-year-old girl, but her whole world gets turned upside down when she is shot with a mysterious arrow that gives her the ability to wield a Stand - a manifestation of one's soul. With her new power, Hiroko goes on a 50 day journey to Egypt with her best friend since childhood, Noriaki Kakyoin, the high school delinquent, Jotaro Kujo, his grandfather, Joseph Joestar and the wise fortune-teller, Muhammad Avdol to hunt down a 100-year-old vampire called DIO and he placed a curse on the Joestar bloodline. On the journey to Egypt, Hiroko and her fellow companions make friends and allies as well as experience some hardships and unexpected truths along the way, and as they continue to travel together, friendships grow stronger and a romance starts to blossom. DISCLAIMER: - I do not own JJBA or any of it's characters. - This story contains swearing, scenes with violence and scenes of a sexual nature.

Apostatize (Hazbin Hotel / Alastor FF), écrit par QylaNaobi

Shortly after the battle with Adam and the redemption of Sir Pentious an angel is sent from heaven to watch over the hotel and tell if redemption is really possible. Alastor, who is still licking his wounds and is desperatly trying to gain some control back, sees his chance to get some revenge and fun. I mean... what is better than an angel? A fallen one!

Into the Darkness, écrit par voidlaufeyson

He slips off a glove and takes my chin in his fingertips. A strange surge of electricity erupts where his skin touches mine, a connection I've never felt before. "I'm showing mercy, something I rarely do. So do as I say, and I will continue to do so. I don't want to have to hurt you, there's something about you that keeps me from doing so. Perhaps a gut feeling, or something of the sort. Don't make me change my mind. I'll be back later tonight."

Younger Sister | Ninjago, écrit par MoonPhoenix23

Lloyd was a pretty bratty kid. Demanding candy, trying to take over the world, ya know. But despite that, he was a good big brother. Except that he set a pretty bad example. Though he was there for his baby sister. Lucinda was an energetic little girl. Two years younger than Lloyd. Despite being very energetic, Lucinda was shy when near people she didn't know. She didn't want to take over the world like her brother, she never had the need to impress their father. She didn't remember him nor her mother. However, she always wanted to make her brother proud. What happens when they accidentally release the Serpentine?

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A New Dawn - Transformers Prime (4), écrit par babsgordon152

The final instalment of the Transformers Prime Series. Amanda Beckett knew the battle wasn't over, but she wasn't ready to fight again. Jack Darby searched for more, but he didn't know what he was looking for. Miko Nakadai didn't want the adventure to end, but she didn't know the risks. Rafael Esquivel knew he was lost, but he didn't know where to go. Finn Ryen wasn't ready to lose his team, but he knew he couldn't keep them for much longer. A year after the Autobots left Earth, the five teens of Team Prime find themselves at crossroads. While Amanda, Miko, and Jack try to figure out what they want to do after high school, Finn and Raf's fear of losing their team grows. With the Autobots living their lives on Cybertron, the humans of Team Prime struggle to find their place in the new world where their expertise aren't needed. But, a new threat looms over Earth, one that will challenge each member of Team Prime in a way they've never seen before, a stark reminder of how intertwined Earth and Cybertron truly are. The team will be forced to rise to meet this new threat, or die trying to save their home. **I do not own these characters (except for a few OC's), they belong to the whole Transformers corporation. **

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α ¢υρ σf тєα αи∂ α кι∂ | ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ x ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏᴄ| АѲT FF cover

The Stars That Guide Us ~ A Jotakak x OC fanfiction cover

Apostatize (Hazbin Hotel / Alastor FF) cover

Into the Darkness cover

Younger Sister | Ninjago cover

|| 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷'𝓼 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 || cover

A New Dawn - Transformers Prime (4) cover

Dragon Prince: Legend of the Dragon Guard (Re-Write) (Under Editing) cover

Reborn as the Empire's Ruin cover

Two Species One Heart The Little Vampire Rudolph X OC Alexis cover

α ¢υρ σf тєα αи∂ α кι∂ | ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ x ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏᴄ| АѲT FF

A saying goes, blood runs thicker than water. I used to believe that. That the ties of family were bound in flesh, in DNA, in the weight of shared blood. And that's why I took her in. A child to bear the Ackerman name, nothing more. I never needed a wife, never wanted one, and the family wouldn't shut up about lineage. So I found a solution. But having a child and raising one are two different things. She didn't look like me. Not in the slightest. Pale, mismatched eyes like some eerie little specter, hair darker than my own. There was nothing of mine in her face. But blood only speaks in resemblance-habits, behaviors, soul-those come from something else entirely. At first, she was just there, like an extra piece of furniture. A brat who followed me around, made demands in her tiny, stubborn voice, clung to my mother like she'd been born from her instead of someone I'd never know. And slowly, without permission, without me even noticing, she started to mirror me.The way she held her cup-my cup-fingers curled around the porcelain just like mine. The sharp tsk of her tongue when something annoyed her. The way she'd bury herself against Mom's side, small arms clinging tight, seeking comfort the same way I once did. She didn't look like my kid. She acted like it. She stole things that were mine-my old baby blanket, my chair at the table, the best spot on the couch. And then she went further, took things I didn't even realize I still owned. She stole the quiet in this house and replaced it with the soft hum of her voice, the sound of tiny feet against the floor. She stole the weight in my chest and replaced it with something I couldn't name. The saying was wrong. The full truth is: The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. And I have never been more certain of anything in my goddamn life.