Pleasecomeback Stories

I'm here to waste your time, as you all have wasted so much of mine. I'll try now to reach you in my own way, with the only intention being that I got something down. Some things just need to be real. To write is to win every victory, to sow every pun before that bit gets to land. It's absolute from cover to cover, and has been my happy place for quite some time. So to be very clear with all of you now ----- finishing this means not that I have won. I must finish at some point, however. I'll find a way to be okay with that, notwithstanding the obvious salt it will be in my wounds. I don't know what will come of myself or my work. There are so many more memories I have left to re-consider, it sometimes looks to be never-ending. I don't have forever left in me. You are the persistent police force over my workaholism, and a nagging reminder of my imperfections. Please feel free to stop by anytime.

Ice-blue rivers wound through silver forests. Crystal towers glittered beneath pale sunlight. Every rooftop carried a dusting of snow, even in the warmest months. Travelers crossed entire continents just to glimpse the frozen kingdom ruled by King Philza and his two princes. But Wilbur knew none of that beauty. As far as he was concerned, the world was cold. ------------------------------------------------------------ or that one fanfic where wilbur was a boy in the village doing alright then everything changes over night. now he has to figure out how to do this right.

Krónos was clearly trying far too hard to survive. And for reasons Wilbur couldn't explain, that bothered him far more than any hero ever had. The most dangerous villain in Colorado had intended to repay a debt. Instead, he was beginning to worry. That realization frightened him more than the battle ever could. And across the table, Tommy happily stole another handful of fries while wondering why the world's most terrifying villain seemed so strangely nice. Neither of them realized that this was only the beginning. ------ or my take on the super hero sbi au. i made wilbur a girl boss. this is inspired by tommy's clinic for super villains.

Husk was getting bored of hell, so he decided to ask Alastor to help make a way out. Alastor, amused shows Husk some dark arts which made Husk end up in a whole new world. When he stumbles upon a different type of hell, meets new people, and makes new enemies,friends and maybe even... a lover; will he decide to stay or leave his... new home?

This is my journey of Dark Souls III day by day. This is not to be taken seriously. It's a series funny words put through a funny Shakespearean "translator". Other than that enjoy... ig?

KEWL STUFF #70 in pleasecomeback

Fem reader From enemies to friends to lovers A Slow burn story Y/n is a girl from the UK but thn moved to Japan and entered UA. When she moved she decided to also move on her toxic relationship with her ex. But little does she know she's gonna fall for someone she didn't expect to A broken heart and a frozen heart meet each other and finds a love they both didn't experience before This is aimed for my black sisters, but you are welcome to read it, unless you are racist and gonna be tempted to say the n word(but I'm prob not gonna include that a lot) All pictures in the pages are not mine I got them from Pinterest unless said otherwise. I do not own Mha in any type of way

A story with Bl + Gl It's my first story so please don't hate

"The pelt of beech will rescue the clan from doom."

A thrift shop is a shop where people drop their junk and unwanted trinkets into a cacophony of shit. This book is an amalgamation of my shit shoved into one. Read it if you want, I might post spoilers to future books here.

Please do not read. Instead, go read Baristas of the Apocalypse. It's the best novel this app has seen so far, at least in my humble opinion. If this was an essay it wouldn't get higher than a six, considering I am awful at writing. Ah, yes, I was saying, please do not read this yet, under construction. Maybe do, if you feel adventurous.

Hello, this is my fist sorry as an anonymous writer. This story about y/ns life in hogwarts and experience with the famous Slytherin boys. Especially Matteo riddle, y/n has a very much hatred toward him will that change?

Ive lost some people. Some are still alive but they have left. This is for them. I hope you guys like it

This is a short story that I created about the origins of suffering. Ya know, like the title says. Anyway, if you enjoy it, let me know and maybe this could be a religion in another book that I'm working on. Unless it's garage. Then I will try and forget that this exists.

Both Greek and Roman gods have a bet on who will stay in human form and live like humans for six days. But they have trouble adopting with the humans and how they live. The prize would be ruling over the gods for 24 days.

It's the year after the war you're suppose to be focusing on your studies but what happens when you decide to switch schools and meet the infamous Draco Malfoy first instead of the lovable Harry Potter. What will happen if the minister decides to enforce a new law that will require marriage and a baby. Where there is only one question is running through your mind. WHY ME?!!

this will not be updated often also more than the original six because yes this'll have overall pretty random stuff. oneshots, mini crackfics, headcanons, maybe some lemon idk also also in case you can't tell, most of it's written horribly on purpose also also also, that is my picture, i took it in gym :)

IM VERY SORRY OF MY ACTIONS TOWARDS YOU