This is a soulmate AU where you're quirkless until you meet your soulmate. More information is in the first chapter/AN!! 🌺Other pairings in this book will contain:💥PopRocks🪐🎹MomoJirou🎼🍓Slight TsuChako🍓All characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi.I'm literally number #14 in #todomido wtf- where are y'all coming from lmao-
Salam la ce book j'l écrit pdt la finale de la LDC contre l'atlético
"What is an adventure without a risk, my lady." He smiles."And you want your lady to do the dirty work?" I question with disgust."If you wish an adventure, quit being a lady. " He replies. What if Romeo and Juliet wasn't just an insta love story? What if it had a real beginning and perhaps a real end?"If loving you is a sin, I accept the punishment." He says with utter sincerity."And if losing you is the risk, I'll resist my affection." I reply.Meet Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet,the children of two family who hate each other deep within their hearts. But unlike the original Shakespeare's version, this one has a plot twist.
This is my first ever LGBTQ related story that is kinda based on my personal experience. This story is partially fiction and non-fiction due to some of my own experiences and my expectations. I may use my name, just to make it as accurate as possible. Basically, plot goes on the journey of a "straight" baptist girl who is a pastor's daughter as she begins questioning her sexuality. Shoving the thought down, events continue to unfold through her life until she makes the ultimate choice of her lifetime. (Any images/songs/etc not of my own: All rights to original owners)
Dream recieves a visit from George in the prison on an important day. For today is the day he lost his family and when he became the man he is today. This story recounts a made up backstory about dream and how he came to own the world known as the Dream SMP.Includes original characters and SMP members.Please no copying of my work but feel free to share as long as you link it back hereContains: Coarse Language, Mild Gore, Mature Themes and a lil bit of depression.Also has wholesomeness and family feels.
I just made this bc I'm bored. I'll probably post it, but these are just ideas that come into my mind, so I'll probably post some when I want to. but enjoy!This is just going to be a mix of dnf, karlnap, snf, dreamnap, and drunz. Maybe some trios and duos, I'm only gonna be relating it to CCs C!character, and if I'm doing their IRL self, and if that CC is uncomfortable with being in a fanfic, please tell me!
hi... this is an ironic story i made in the middle of my math class (ya know the best time to write fanfics). it was made to mock other y/n fanfics and hence will not be perfect (because we all know there's no way in 100 years that y/n fanfics will be good.) ngl, I've never seen a good y/n fanfic.tw: swearing
You recently got out of a breakup, you live in a crappy apartment, all hope seems lost until you see him, in the dumpster at Bunny's Burgers, could he be the one? (Sorry if the grammar or anything is bad I suck at like everything and I'm just writing this cause I'm a Randy Jade simp)
Hana knew that any sensible woman wouldn't love the things she loved, the people she loved. They wouldn't do the things that she did for the things and the people that she loved. Countless times, she had lied, cheated and stolen just to be able to feel the perfect arms around her, the perfect voice in her ears as it told her she had done perfectly.Sighing, she tossed the bloody kunai in her hand down on the ground as she entered the Akatsuki's base. She couldn't say that she really enjoyed the killing, but she enjoyed what it brought her: peace of mind in knowing that it made others happy, which in turn made her happy. But did that even make any sense? Did killing really make anybody happy or did they just leave it at that so all of their problems could be easily solved?The base was quiet and cold as she entered; it seemed as if everyone else was out doing the same deeds that she had completed not long ago. Stealing, lying and killing. Did an S-ranked criminals life really come down to all this? Just this? Couldn't there be something more, something that Hana and the others had yet to find, that could add more perspective to their existence?As she walked down the long hallways, the only sound that greeted her was the sound of her feet hitting the stone floor. It felt lonesome, not hearing the sound of yelling or the sound of fighting echoing throughout these hallways caused drifting thoughts to appear, taking her mind to dark and far off places.Frowning, she shoved her door open before going to collapse on her bed, her face pressing into the pillow. Her body felt robbed of oxygen, but she was going to stay this way for just a bit longer. Why shouldn't she? Shouldn't her lungs be just as lonely as her ears were?