Plotwhatplot Stories

It's been a while since you, his beloved, lost all memories, along with being demoted to a regular cookie. While you were struck with guilt, the other ancients decided doing so was best, especially after seeing your mental health rapidly decline. Everything was fine. As long as the ancients didn't see her, everything was fine. They could just forget, let her live her life without problems, let her be happy again. Everything was fine, until you decided to take a visit the vanilla kingdom, needing to stay longer than you hoped.. Hihi!! This is my first work ever!! She/them reader, will be more feminine due to myself being more female!! Started: 12/29/25 Ended: --/--/--

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Muggle AU, Lily and James are alive. Sirius just got out of an abusive relationship and he promised himself that he'll be taking a break from dating. That changes when he meets Remus, and.. well, you know the rest...😉 Marauders Era fic wolfstar/jily/dorlene possibly smut angst & fluff

Modern Ham AU. Some cute Lams. One-shot

The world always sucked, but after the Z.A.R.M.A. shit got a whole lot worse. Follow the adventures of Rook Kallows, our fourth-wall-breaking, Ferris Buellarian protagonist as he tries to survive and navigate his way to continue seeing tomorrow in a world ravaged by four different apocalyptic scenarios. In this plotless, action/comedy/adventure where weird has become the new normal, you either roll with the crazy or you get trampled behind. this story contains no plot and will be ad-libbed from start to finish, enjoy the nonsense. you've been warned. chapters will be edited periodically, so heads up characters and tags will update as the story continues.

Updates every day or every two days! "He was the sun and she was the moon" Theodora shifts to Hogwarts and attempts to save everyone, but failing to rescue herself, until her heart is caught by Remus... "Would you love me more if I told you the truth? If I told you that I would walk over bodies for you? You're not like that. You wouldn't understand" The action takes place 4 years after the end of the First Battle of Hogwarts. In this book, I have a lot of things related to mental heatlh, something that I think people don't give enough importance to. Also, english is my second language so please excuse my grammar mistakes. The pictures are from pinterest, i do not own any of them I do not own any of the characters form the Harry Potter series. the rest of the characters belong to J. K. Rowling. I DO NOT support her, I respect trans people and their rights!

(Bill x Ford for Plot Fuel) (Bill x Dipper) When Bill returns and enters his last form, Dipper is stuck with his presence. But is that the worst thing that could happen this Summer?

Uh this will probably never get posted because im super nervous about this and feel very cringe, so if anyone sees this wow ur super lucky or im dead and one of my friends posted this as my last dying wish. probably the first one, i dont think id ever ask for this to be posted So anyways this is a purely self indulgent fic that I wrote just for myself, it's Miles Quaritch x Äptei (my oc) teehee Name came from the song I was listening to when writing Girl anachronism by the Dresden dolls!!! TW: noncon, knife play, blood kink, light kidnapping? AS OF 3/4/23 THIS FIC IS FINISHED (Until I continue it, but chapter 3 is finished ;] )

Okay, but why is it that I always get ideas when I'm trying to do my work? Like, I'm writing this description at 8:52 pm and my history paper is due at 11:59 (so it's technically not due tomorrow cause the day after is state standardized testing and my teacher "wants us to be well rested for the exam"), so what am I doing? Reading fanfic and deciding I want to make a new one of course! I have no idea what the plot for this one will be, it's just me thinking "Well, it's pretty hilarious when characters are sort of self aware of how gay they are in comparison to clichés in American pop culture, can I just make a story based off of that fact?" Damn right I can! Here's a no-plot-probably-not-even-funny story that's just people making refernces to things that they're gayer than but like, sort of woven in correctly. I'll try to make a reasonable plot to go along with it one day, but for now, watch me suffer. All my teachers like doing that haha :")

yeah i'm shit with schedules :/ (idk who made the art for the cover iyk lmk) ***LACK OF CAPITALISATION-AND, ON THE CONTRARY, ALL-CAPITALISED WRITING-IS INTENTIONAL!!! PLEASE DO NOT BITE MY HEAD OFF :') SAME WITH PUNCTUATION***

Loyalty, Generosity, Honesty, Laughter, Kindness, Magic, They are all The Elements of Harmony, Right? There is one more... Equestria Thought that They could live without it, but not for Long... what is this new element you may ask? ...Find out.

[ENG] So basically, you and the Tanizaki's used to be childhood friends until you family had to move out and you lost contact with them years ago, that is until you move back to Yokohama for nostalgia sake. But the last thing you'd expected was the amount of attention directed towards you, for the better and the worst.. mostly the worst- (This fic doesn't follow the story of Bungo stray dogs and i only watched the 3 seasons and Dead Apple yet so i apologise in advance for the mistakes i'll probably make !)

what if Lan Zhan was reincarnated with all his memories intact. So he decided to take advantage of what he couldn't back in Gusu. dark Lan Zhan. Non con, omegaverse do not read if you do not like non con you have been warned

The way Spongebob's hips shook made Mr. Squirdward's tentacle's shiver with ecstasy. Those luscious hips would be the death of him. Maid AU All smut. Porn without plot. Plot, what plot? Etc. Hell, here I come.

*Warning, this is NOT a fanfiction. It's just a random story that I made up.* Running across endless beach, ignoring the numb tingling in my feet as they sink slightly into the sand with every light step. That's how it normally is on Friday evenings, but this time I'm running for a reason. The fog has rolled in thickly, but I can see where my feet are landing, so it isn't relevant. I scarcely notice that my thin dress is in tatters, flapping loosely around my frail body, and that the should-be-jarring cold just energizes me. I shrug off the fact that my hands are covered in blood. Blood that isn't my own. Because nothing matters anymore, I'm free now.

This is a story starring Dave from BoyInABand and the reader, because how awesome would it be if he read it and liked the plot? (And if you did, I'm almost sorry. ) Feel free to read and review.