Just a everyday group chat with an everyday text messages and conversations Hey guys this is my first group chat and conversation book. I'm sorry if there's grammar errors or spelling errors. If I put any romantic stuff on it sorry it's cheesy. *REQUEST OPEN*Warning: SwearingNo smutEnjoy
Frisk, your best friend, went missing and was presumed dead, but one day, she came back. apparently, in the time she went missing, she managed to free monsterkind, but she didn't came back the same, something else happened.. not something, but someone happened. someone that changed her. you, (Y/N) will find out the hidden horrors from her journey, and try to mend the wounds.Word Count (Into - Chapter 14 incl.): 32,724
Tired from his father's abuse and having to put a smile and act like the perfect student infront of his classmates and teachers, Asano Gakushū decided to put himself out of his misery and jump off a bridge. But he is saved by an unexpected person, his rival Akabane Karma. Since then, Karma has stayed by his side, becoming his shield for the dark days aheadWARNING: mentions of suicide, cutting, self hate, parental, physical, emotional abuse, and adult themes that may be upsetting to some viewers#1 KarmaxAsano#1 Karushuu#1 Asano
"Why me?" Safrine Little asks. With scrapes across her face, and cuts across her arms and legs, she sits on her balcony, staring up at the stars. One shock of hair at her temple has gone completely white. She'd heard about such a thing happening, but she didn't believe it. Not until now. And though everything else around her is still the same, she knows nothing ever will be again. But this is now, at summer's end. We need, first, to go back to the season's start, where it all began. The year is 1897. Two boys have been murdered; their bodies left between the paws of The Sphinx. The presumed culprit is a mythological madman, known as El Mahdi, leader of the Hasheem, a notorious band of desert dwelling outlaws. The Colonial Quarter, where Safrine and her parents live, is under lock and key. A situation that, says her father, "will bring no end of trouble." Across a single street, shrouded in a haze of heat and dust, is the Old Quarter, or ancient Cairo. A place Safrine is forbidden to go. But with every stranger she meets, and each choice she makes, she is drawn to it, finding herself lost in its maze of alleyways and streets until she comes face to face with this man who is as much real as myth. Is this...was this...fate or destiny? She doesn't know. She can't say. Is it, as one such stranger, Helene Oxblood, tells her, "We are the choices we make." Or is it as her best, and oh-so-pragmatic friend, Artemisia, might put it, "Hm. I'm not sure. I need to think about it." But things are not always as they seem. Safrine is learning this, all on her own. And friends might be foes, and foes might be friends? So perhaps, Mahfouz, the Little's trusted houseman and Safrine's unofficial guardian angel says it best, "Inshallah, Safrine, inshallah. We shall see. We shall see."
Bu yıl liseye yeni başlayan ada ortokuldaki arkadaşlarıyla aynı sınıfa düüşer bir süre sonra okulda sınav yapılmıştır ve ilk 100 kişiyi Londra'ya götürceklerini söylerler.Ada ve arkadaşları Londra'ya giderler ve geleceklerini etkileyen bir olay olur.
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Yoongi suddenly drops the bomb that he wants to leave Bangtan and as a result the band disbands. Jimin believes it's all his fault.┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈● Pairing: Yoonmin ● Genres: angst, idol!au, disbanded!Bangtan● Words Count: 20k words✩ most impressive rankings: #1 in idol!au (23/08/18)#1 in bts drama (23/08/18)aah, thank you! ♥┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈Preview: Yoongi looked almost helpless, as if he didn't know what or why he was doing, but something just told him that he had to, that there was no other way but this.'It hurts. I'm scared. I hate this. I hate hurting you and yet I am... I can't go on like this.'If Yoongi's eyes could speak, Jimin was pretty sure that's what they would say and he wanted to get up and go to the older's side, to wrap his arms around him and tell him that none of this was his fault, that things were going to be okay, that it was Jimin, it has always been him... he was the one who messed this up, but he couldn't move, he couldn't do anything.