2:00

2:00

Reads 15
Votes 1
Parts 1

Ongoing13m

Last published Fri, Sep 17, 2021

angst anna childhood childhoodmemories fluff

Wherein he starts his journey to find a woman to marry just because he bought a 15K worth of ring impulsively. 2.6k words | Angst

All Rights Reserved

Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.

You may also like

BURNING MAYHEM || COOKIE RUN ONESHOTS 🍪
12 . 01 . 24 status: inactive temporarily ALL CREDITS TO DEVSISTERS
BTS scenarios/ oneshots
welcome to the book of imaginary scenarios in my mind! it will be silly, overdramatic, emo, fluff, romantic I guess... you have been warned of the cringe worthy scenarios. try your best to enjoy it. always could use some requests💜
Complete
Bags by Clairo (discontinued)
wenclair angst bc im mad at the world.
Complete
wenclair oneshots & headcanons.
wenclair oneshots // fluff + angst
Complete
☔ Raeda Oneshots 🌟
Varying oneshots exploring Raine and Eda's relationship. Similar format to my other oneshots
breddy oneshots❤🎻
the title says it all :) feel free to leave requests in the comments or via dm!
Complete
Bits of My Ideas
Some poetic prose for my hopeless romantic heart and dramatic melancholic soul. Short dribbles with no particular plot - a bunch of ideas loosely collected piece by piece. English isn't my first language. Feedbacks are welcomed.
GOOD NIGHT | .jshk [✔︎]
good night ; y. amane x f. reader! ━━ ❝ fabricated love my dear ! ❞ &&. just your average , cliche , love story between two teenagers . yet as day's continue to past , one realizes . this isn't the cliche love story she hoped for at all . + COMPLETED ! fluff , angst , romance . [ + foul language & triggering topics .]
Complete
Die For You |WenClair|
The Nevermore courtyard was eerily silent, frost clinging to the edges of Enid's pastel sweater as she clutched the torn edges of a letter. The ink had bled from rain-Wednesday's precise, razor-sharp script now smudged into ghosts of words. "By the time you read this, I'll be across the continent." Enid's claws unsheathed, puncturing the paper. She could still smell the faint trace of Wednesday's bergamot and gunpowder scent on it. Flashback: Three nights prior. Wednesday had pinned her against the velvet drapes of their dorm, fingers tangled in Enid's gold-streaked hair. "Listen to me, cara mia," she'd hissed, breath hot against Enid's throat. "If they come for me, you run. You live." Enid had laughed, sharp and broken. "You're such a hypocrite. You'd burn the world for me but won't let me-" Wednesday silenced her with a kiss that tasted like blood and desperation. Present. Enid's phone buzzed-a new message from an unknown number. A single lyric from that song they'd slow-danced to in the crypts: "Baby, I would die for you, yeah." The werewolf bared her fangs at the full moon. "Oh, mon petit cauchemar," she whispered to the wind. "You idiot. I'm coming to die with you." - Note: This collection contains adult themes, including smutty encounters, angsty emotions and tender moments. Recommended for mature readers only.

BURNING MAYHEM || COOKIE RUN ONESHOTS 🍪

12 . 01 . 24 status: inactive temporarily ALL CREDITS TO DEVSISTERS

Content Guidelines