Two Stories

Pain. Your fall came to an abrupt halt as an immense wave of pain surged through your body. A radient gleam glared down on your already aching body as the agony worsened. Shortly after, you regained your vision and the discomfort subsided, then taking notice of a green shape looming over you. "Are you okay?" it's voice called out. It sounded sweet like honey and was laced with a britsh accent... ------..::🤍::..------ Reader is gender neutral. They will use they/them pronouns. [characters shown in fanfiction are owned by Jacknjellify on youtube, go show them some support for their amazing talents!!]

જ⁀➴ Even after TPOT, Two and Gaty are still close friends. Two has always had a crush on Gaty, though, and there's no denying that. Gaty, on the other hand, only sees Two as a friend-or does she? As they become closer, it seems like nothing could get in their way-after all, they're practically destined for each other. But as soon as it seems like they're finally about to be something, everything comes crashing down. Because as William Shakespeare once said, "The course of true love never did run smooth." જ⁀➴ This is a humanized AU and includes: -Swearing -Fluff -Angst -Small mentions of blood જ⁀➴ I am a minor, so I will not be writing any smut, as it makes me very uncomfortable. Chapter ideas are welcome as long as it doesn't include anything inappropriate.

ok ew i am not rereading the old one what the friggin beans dawg

just two time x azure angst kinda idk

In a land where empires are built on blood, betrayal, and burning crowns, two sworn enemies are bound together by a marriage neither wanted-and a destiny neither can escape. Princess Vairanika Varanashak, fierce, disciplined, and born of fire, loses her beloved brother to the war against Vaisharini Samrajya. What she doesn't know-what no one tells her-is that the death she mourns is tangled in deeper lies, darker truths, and the cruelty of the man she is about to face. Prince Vaarithan Vaisharini, feared for his strength and praised for his cold heart, steals the princess as revenge for his sister's suffering. For the sake of his empire, he forces her into a marriage meant only to break her spirit. But Vairanika does not break. Two rulers. Two weapons. Two hearts carved by vengeance- ...yet chained to each other by fate. Inside the palace walls, hatred burns hotter than any war outside. Every touch is a threat. Every glance a battle. Every silence a storm ready to erupt. And as both begin to receive secret messages meant to tear them apart, one truth becomes clear: Someone inside the palace wants war-not between kingdoms... but between them. A throne soaked in secrets. A bride forged in rage. An emperor blinded by vengeance. And a story where love is the last thing either of them expected- yet the only thing powerful enough to destroy or save an empire. ---

im NEW to stories bucko

This ship is underrated, this is my headcanon and all that stuff, if you don't like it don't your time and mine by commenting on it.

Two and Gaty are pretty close. They tell each other everything. Everything, except their feelings for each other. This is constantly bugging Two, who wants to tell her, but doesn't know if it will work out. Then Two starts acting... different. Gaty is quick to notice that something's off about her closest friend, but can't tell whether they like her in the way she hopes, or if it's her being an overthinker. As they both try to understand each other's feelings, a certain integer has other plans... Any necessary trigger warnings will be added at the start of the chapter!

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My first story about a pack of wolves. A family, a pack. Cane the Runt and his siblings face a world unlike their ancestors. There homeland was not there own, not when the two legs came. Traveling from den to den, territory to territory. Yet calm, composed. All thanks to the love of their parents Lushi the dark and Wena the red.

oneshots of Two from BFDI/TPOT! ^^ (cover art not mine)

At the beginning, Pencil will be talking to Match about the upcoming challenges. While they were talking, Ruby and Liy would pass by and join them in the conversation. After a few months, Pencil gets to know Pen better through the challenges prepared by Two, the host. Well, I hope it turns out perfect; I had some inspirations that helped me.

u kan requezt - mainly for me 'cauze it uzez my hc n ztuff

After the Hale fire it left the family to endure only mourning and sadness. Derek was under the impression that none of his siblings survived. But that wasn't true: Rose Hale, the youngest Hale sibling, after watching her mother die in front of her eyes by the werewolf hunters, fled Beacon Hills leaving no trace. To everyone else, they were left thinking that her body was never found. Rose Hale, staying true to her promise, swore that she'd never come back to Beacon Hills after the fire killed nearly all of her family. But after six years of surviving on her own, it's time for her to come home. A lot can change in six years; however she wasn't expecting this. Before she even knew what hit her, she was fighting not only for her own life, but for people who were complete strangers to her; strangers that she began to care more about than she was willing to admit. Rose must continue to choose between what is right and wrong while facing the evils of a supernatural creature she has never encountered before. [Season 2] © 2017||@omg_stalia

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 is Dustin's older sister. She's the most attractive girl in Highschool and every guy wants to go on a date with her. And she's her brother's personal babysitter... 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 happens when Will Byers goes missing? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 about Steve "The Hair" Harrington and his stupid friends? 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 is the Henderson girl always wearing a bandage on her wrist? 𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙊𝘾 𝗦𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲-𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 Best ranking: #17 in two

Mirabel Madrigal wakes up in an unrecognizable home with her uncle and a new family. As she grows through the rest of her teen years and early adulthood, she begins to despise her old family, while growing into her new one. Through confusion, judgement and misunderstandings, can Mirabel and the Madrigals learn to get along to accomplish the same goals? !TRIGGER WARNING! injuries, blood and gore, suicide and depression, sexual themes, violence, graphic topics, abuse, self harm, mental health issues, loss and death.

Telling my pookies a happy bday!!

Macy a 24 year old teacher who takes care of her sister, one day she gets hit by a truck and then she wakes up as marinette from her sisters favorite TV show. ⚠️ warning ⚠️ cringe grammar and punctuation mistakes nice Chloe in some chapters ❤️ships ❤️ Djwifi (Nino × Alya) adrinette (reborn oc × Marinette oc)

A girl and her brother named Paisley and Mark running away city by city, state by state. Both avoiding the same thing, a dangerous person that wants nothing but their blood. Blaine the heir to the throne of the alpha king is one of the toughest werewolf alive and is Paisley's mate loving her instantly. Paisley on the other hand can't get close to Blaine for fear of him getting hurt from her past. What happens when it is time for Paisley to move again because of her old alpha, Miles, wants her dead. How does Paisley cope knowing that she can never get close to Blaine with him inches away from her. What about Miles, does he kill her before Blaine and Paisley can even get close? (I'm not good at introductions but give it a chance? Please) Cover made by:shanniin

bfdi belongs to jacknjellify I am not claiming it as my own. DISCLAIMER: Very cringe, there will be a yumeship (ocxcanon) of Purple-teen (persona) x Nine do not attack me 💔💔💔 uhm as stated this is an au, my first fanfic please don't judge.