Over protective sister
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The experiment.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Concluída
Lil- Richie Jr's LONG SHOT
A solder gets injured almost dead his sister saves him but makes him a new lethal enhanced solder.Concluída
Signed, Alastor (Alastor x Reader Fanfiction)
An answer to a question you wouldn't think to ask is yes, there are postal offices in Hell. You would know, you fell into one when you got there. Now, after being tricked into signing a deal with the man who owns it you are now an eternal employee of that very same postal office. Now, how likely would it be that you will eventually be sent off to deliver a letter to one of the most dangerous individuals in Hell? Short answer, much more likely than you had anticipated. Long answer, would be this story. [They/Them Reader × Alastor] [This story may contain spoilers from the Hazbin Hotel series, biblical stances, and inappropriate behavior. This story does not intend to encourage any acts of violence!] [VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! COMPLETED BEFORE S2!] [COMPLETED: 12/24/2024] [LAST EDIT: 10/14/2024]Concluída
My Sister, The Murderer
God, why was I stuck with the one person who wants to kill me? My names Jordan. my sister's Janette, and guess what? She wants me dead! It all started when we where 12, the dreadful age where girls and guys alike start turning into teenagers without knowing how to turn into teenagers so they just make themselves look like idiots! Anyway, we where crushing around the city central in our mothers gay little Toyota Prius, with mum driving, looking for what we where going to get for dinner because mum was too lazy to cook, when we accidentally hit some drunk hobo in a wizards costume! I thought is was hilarious, Janette wanted mum to finish the job and mum was already out the car helping the poor bastard up! When we finally reached our destination, which was KFC, we jumped out of the car and raced into the shop, but the fun didn't last long when mum started yelling at us... We where just about to enter the restaurant when we saw the blood-covered hobo stumbling up the sidewalkConcluída
Aftermath of Z-day.
So we thought it was over. But we were wrong. They were planning something. Pretending to have died only to strike us when we had our guards down. But whatever happens, my sister must survive. She must.Concluída
Help! I'm stuck in Demon Slayer! (Various x reader)
You and your baby brother got transported to the anime, Demon Slayer. It should've been a great adventure for you, but tragedy soon strikes. Now you dedicate your life to take down a certain demon and protect the ones you love.
Runic Storm (ONC 2022)
It was supposed to be a quick job, in and out, no problems. Accidentally freeing a high profile prisoner on her way out and subsequently discovering an evil scheme, was not part of the plan. Suddenly, it's her own face that Kaia finds on the front of a wanted poster. Forced to work together, she and the fugitive are on the run until they find a way to figure out the big picture. But that is not her only worry. She needs to deal with the situation fast, or her overprotective twin will find out and come looking for her. And that is an even more frightening prospect than running from a villain who wants to see her dead. - A novel version of the story will be updated under "Runic Domination". If you are a new reader, refer to that version. - ONC 2022 Prompt: 69. I never wanted, or intended to become a bounty hunter, but my little sister had to go and get herself on a poster, WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE, didn't she? Now I've got to get to her first, because everyone else wants her dead.Concluída
Isaac foster (Zack) x reader
⚠️ Cussing ⚠️blood/gore ⚠️lemon you're put in the story , you're not a murderer but a sacrifice with rachel . Will you keep your sanity through it all ?Concluída
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.
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