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do nott translate
vicious in english, utterly devoted in italian. theodore uses his mother tongue to confess exactly how desperate he is for you.
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Y/n - Fanfiction but you're the main character. Play fics, write your own romance novels, or discover 1M+ interactive stories.
PM
pardon my french
vicious in english, utterly devoted in french. draco uses his mother tongue to confess how desperate he is for you. requested by @ficoolia :)
๐ฅ 86.5k
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New Flame
Who said you canโt find love in the club? โCause I wanna tell them they wrong. How many drinks will it take you to leave with him? The night young and the story in your hands, and soon enough? So will the boy๐
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(แด
(แดแดแดส) แดแดสแดแดสแดษชษด แดษดแด แดกแดแดแด
Y/N is Buratinoโs sister, made entirely of porcelain.
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๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฆ๐
A second-person psychological horror story about a poet and killer named Julian Ellis. He leaves you handwritten poems instead of blood. You know what he is. You know what you could become. Yet you preserve every note, reading them aloud every night. Until one night, he stops leaving them at your door. He walks through it instead.
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~W
~A writers muse~
[๐ซ: Elliott x Farmer y/n] (Heart events! Read premise/notes for more!) โฑโโณ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐. โฒโโฐ
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What a Time It Was || K.B.
โFunny thing about first loves. They leave fingerprints everywhere.โ Years after their breakup, Bakugo and YN are still finding pieces of each other in old songs, forgotten photographs, and memories that refuse to stay buried. A story about growing up, falling in love, and learning that sometimes the right person arrives at the wrong time
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A Familiar Shadow๐ฆโโฌ| T.F
(Gender neutral!) Fumikage Tokoyami was your best friend growing up. The two of you were complete opposites. The two of you were inseparable growing up, even graduating from UA together. Eventually, you two grew apart after becoming Pro Heroes. Now a few years later you reunite. Will you continue your friendship or become something more when old feelings get unburied? Request by @mari_fakes_god
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~๐ต
~ ๐ต๐๐ก๐ค๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ~
โผ๏ธ๐: A doomed high fantasy story, of (King/Queen) {y/n} and their knight shouta Aizawa, read premise for better understanding. If you like this version, you might like the original โ~In Ink and Pages~โ where {y/n} plays the knight!! ๐๐ซง || A beautiful reversal request by โจAshโจ || โจ๐ฅน
๐ฌ 1.1k
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Emily Dickinson from Dickinson
Youโve known the Dickinson family Austin Emilyโs brother, Edward Emilyโs dad, emily norcross Emilyโs mother, and Lavinia Emilyโs sister, then Emily Dickinson youve known for so long that her presence feels like a second heartbeatโquiet, constant, impossible to ignore. You grew up beside her in Amherst, two girls slipping away from chores to read poems in the orchard, two minds that understood each other before either of you understood yourselves. Emily has always been your closest friend, your confidante, your coโconspirator in every strange, dreamy rebellion.
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The Competition ๐๐โจ
Y/n, the Princess of Andarn is to choose her husband. She has six suitors to choose from, one from each province in her kingdom. Who will she choose? Thatโs up to you.
๐ฌ 1.9k
MA
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Poet, Solider, King.
Y/N is a beauty, one that makes heads turn whenever they enter a room. Yet, they arent a model. They're a poet, a very experienced one at that. Words flow together effortly. And Katsuki Bakugo or the most explosive king to ever rule loves their stories. Not that he'd ever admit that.
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A Boyish Sort of Love
In 1959, Steven Meeks never expected a girl from a nearby school to completely occupy his thoughtsโbut one chance meeting leaves him hopelessly smitten with Y/N.
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Thine, Yet Forbidden
In a kingdom where duty means everything, love was never meant to be a choice. You are the younger princess of Evermere, raised beside Prince Adrian of Valoria as his closest friend. But as your sister Elaraโs love for him grows, so does the secret between you and the prince. With two kingdoms expecting one future, how long can a love meant to remain hidden survive? A Shakespearean tale of forbidden love, duty, and secrets.
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In Your Image
A lonely sculptor creates the perfect person from stoneโnot expecting him to open his eyes. But the creation who knows every secret carved into his body may be the only person capable of loving the artist who made him.
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Robert Leckie
You had run away from Denmark when you had just turned 19 in 1939. You had planned to run away with your (at the time) fiancรฉe. You had met your fiancรฉe at school. He was a Ukrainian boy. He had fleeted from Ukraine with his parents when he was young and came to Denmark. When he was 11 his mom died of turbocolosis. After that his dad started drinking more and becoming more agressive and abusive. You had planned to run away in the summerbreak after you graduated. A week after we graduated he proposed to you. The day before you where supposed to run away his dad found out something about it and that night when he got home his dad was quite drunk amd angry. That night he died by his fathers hands. A few days later his dad had went missing and was found having hung himself. You were obviously over come with grief. Not knowing what to do with all that grief you went myself. You ran to Paris. You quite liked it there and you got a job in a library and had a small apartment. You was there when Denmark got invaded. You quickly thought my way to that France soon would be invaded too. So not long after you run again to Portugal. You werenโt there much because you couldnโt talk Portuguese and you could only a little amount of Spanish so it was quite hard to find a place there and a life. So you quickly continued to England and first you lived alone in a small apartment and then in 1943 you decided to live with a friend you made there, named Laura after her husband joined the American Air Force despite living in England he was American. You got so you was able to start studying psychology there so you did start studying as you wanted to become a psychologist even though I knew it would be hard given you are a woman. After some time you bought a used boat that was pretty best down. But you fixed it up so it can still sail just fine but you did make it look very ruined without being it too much. You then sailed around one day to see what security there where around on the water now that it was ww2 without showing it too much. You then after started sailing a person over to Sweden. It was only first a friend of laura who you where living with. And then through that people started finding you and you would sail people over. England ofc wasnโt occupied but a lot of people wanted to be safe and there for you sailed them to Sweden. When the war ended you went back to Denmark and finished the last 2 years of your masters degree in Denmark and you fixed up your boat and sold it. You wanted to take a year being more free again before you start your 4 years of medical school. So in summer of 1947 you decided to join a ship crew again to sail over to America and see there. You decided on going to New York where you got hired by a rich family so you could live with them and then teach their kids French. Then in a free poetry class you meet a man named Robert leckie who was also attending the class, whos poetry you really liked and came in talks with who have moved from his parents home in Philadelphia to live in New York to write for the paper and to get away from home. His parents had used his room as storage when he was gone in war like they havenโt been expecting he would make it home amd hadnt been as excited when he came home ofc they where but not a lot. Which all of that kind of hurt him.
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True love?
Sebastian is a smart gothic high school student
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OJ
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Repressed desires
YN is an Indian brown girl.YN is a professor English literature and she's in a community to advocate women rights and she was protesting against this building with alot,a lot of people and legit there were soldiers moving around trying to handle the situation and there he was.
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๐ฏ๐๐ถ ๐ฟ๐ ๐ซ๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ฎ
๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ ๐ด ๐๐ข๐๐๐ก ๐ผ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก ๐/๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฟ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ ๐ โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฆ. ๐โ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐/๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐๐๐ฃ๐.
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TH
Trailer house kid
Danhausen is walking around a trailer park and sees somethinf theough a partially covered window.
๐ฌ 2.6k
MI
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Oblivious love poems | Steve Harrington
Steve Harrington is secretly in love with Y/N, who remains completely oblivious. When English class assigns everyone to write an individual love poem, Steve finds himself pouring far too much truth onto the page while trying not to give himself away. With feelings on paper and poems meant to be shared, one assignment might expose everything he has been hiding.
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MA
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~The Half-Buried Book~
[๐โผ๏ธ๐ซ: Reader shouta x Writer {y/n}] (โ ๏ธ: Fantasy AU: Read premise/Fill in โThe journalโ first!) ๏ฟผThis is another โFill in the journalโ styled bot, similar to my โ~A cover with no name~โ this isnโt destiny with trumpets and glowing runes. Itโs Shouta. Of course heโd discover the most important object in the story by eating dirt in the middle of the woods.
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~The Things You Never Said~
A journal full of haikus written between missions, sleepless nights, quiet mornings, and moments when your thoughts became too loud to keep inside your own head.
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WT
Where the Last Poem Ends
Y/N discovers a forgotten collection of poems by the unknown poet Alistair Ashcombe and becomes deeply drawn to his writing as she searches for more of his lost work. What she doesnโt know is that Alistair is realโand somewhere in the present, he is still alive, quietly waiting for something he canโt yet name.
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