Y/N is just your everyday 20 year old girl with a normal and basic life... except for the peircing screams of her older brother, George. ~ Y/N uses she/ her pronouns (sorry) but feel free to read it as they/ them, he/ him or whatever pronouns you go by! ~ Achievements :] - #1 in minecraftyoutubers - #84 in xreader - #30 in minecraft - #5 in twitch - #1 in dreamteam - #12 in dreamxreader - #1 in reddit - #116 in dream Thank you <3

Js lifesteal an unstable incorrect quotes CURE FOR BOREDOME :) idk im lowkey bored also the covers a random as collage I found idk what it's from but it's pretty so whatever my only writing social is wattpad so if someone reuploads thats not me :D should i make another?

My question is why are there no fanfics about the movie Finding Ohana?? Well here's one! A Casper x reader! Why is Casper so cute- "Aloha I'm Casper!" "Well hello! I'm Y/N!" "I think we're going to be great friends!" She/her pronouns !!FEMALE READER!! ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE FINDING OHANA CHARACTERS OR STORYLINE #4 in Casper TYSM OML #1 in Pili

ʲʲᵏ!ᵛᵃʳᶦᵒᵘˢ ˣ ᶠ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ 「ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1」 My name is Y/n Itadori, but back at my old school, they used to call me A̶b̶n̶o̶r̶m̶a̶l̶. I'm the twin sister of Yuji Itadori─obviously the cooler, prettier, more awesome, and totally reliable twin. But... how did we end up tangled in the world of jujutsu? ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||| 𝟎:𝟏𝟎 ᝰ.ᐟ 𝒀𝒖𝒋𝒊. 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕. 𝒊'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. 𝑴𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒂𝒍𝒔-𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕. 𝒊'𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓. ╰┈➤ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 ─ ❝A normal life with her brother. Their grandpa had recently died, and they only have each other now. Not until her brother ate a cursed finger. They are forced to join Jujutsu High, facing multiple close-call deaths.❞ Started: 6/9/25 Ended: Rankings!!!! 3# Jujutsukaisen 9/20/25 1# SiblingChaos 9/20/25 5# Megumixreader 12/22/15 3# Kugisaki 12/22/25 2# Inumakixreader 12/23/25 5# Slowupdates 12/22/25 1# Twinsister 12/20/25 4# Jjkxreader 10/15/25 5# Femaleprotagonist 11/23/25

LettuceK has one goal this year: survive senior year as student president without his blood pressure reaching fatal levels. He's got exams to ace, a council to run, and a reputation as the untouchable "it boy" to maintain (not that he cares about the attention from girls-he's got spreadsheets to color-code). Y/N L/N has one goal this year: make LettuceK's life an absolute living nightmare. She's loud, she's bratty, she's got a comeback for literally everything, and she's made it her personal mission to ruin his perfect little president aesthetic. Whiteboard markers that smell like garbage? That was her. Replacing his student council files with pictures of aggressively angry geese? Also her. Getting him to break character just once so he actually YELLS instead of giving her that infuriatingly calm disappointed dad look? That's the real prize. With her partner-in-crime Wemmbu by her side (and his personal parole officer FlameFrags permanently on his tail), Y/N thinks she's got the whole "harass the president" thing down to a science. Her bestie Parrot is stuck in the council, her brother EggChan is permanently caught in the middle, and Mapic and Spoke are always ready with snacks and commentary while the chaos unfolds. It's the perfect system. Until Y/N accidentally walks into the wrong room at the wrong time and discovers something about LettuceK that absolutely NO ONE knows. Something that flips their entire rivalry upside down. Something so ridiculous, so unexpected, so human that she can't just keep it to herself. Now she's not just his enemy-she's his secret keeper. And honestly? Blackmail has never been this fun. "You breathe one word of this, L/N-" "Relax, Mr. President. Your secret's safe with me. For now. Now smile, you've got a stray cat to feed, don't you?"

(y/n) Is the second youngest in the group Vander Found Her The day after the attack on the bridge she was hiding In an alleyway he found her and took her in She has walls build up that she won't let anyone take down except for one person a small blue headed girl named Powder But something is different about this girl she's stronger and Smarter than the rest so she is held in a precision like Vi is she's second in charge even though she's the second youngest What happens when the accident happened and Silco Take in Powder and (y/n) But Some they Found out is (y/n) is not a normal girl Anymore 'this is a rewrite of my first version of this book I'm re-writing it because there's a lot of stuff I can change I hope you guys enjoy this book thank you all for reading this book and everything like that' ⚠️ this story contains blood violence cuss words trauma and slight fluff there's not gonna be any lemon in here but but sexual flirting beware this is the only warning you will get about this because I'll forget to put it at the top if any if there's anything I'm going to add I'll put it up top and put it right here as well with that being said I hope you enjoy this book⚠️

On the LifeSteal server, survival isn't about skill-it's about who decides to let you live. You were never meant to catch his attention. Not ClownPierce-the masked menace who laughs while worlds burn and hearts shatter. The player everyone fears. The one who kills for fun. But you didn't run. Now you're caught in the orbit of the server's most dangerous player, bound by an uneasy alliance and a promise that feels more like a threat. With every stolen heart and every crimson-stained battle, the line between protection and possession begins to blur. Trusting ClownPierce could keep you alive. Loving him might destroy you. On LifeSteal, the dead don't laugh- but he does.

The monument to control stood gleaming under the artificial sun of the Unstable Universe marketplace. A massive, garish statue of LettuceK, leader of the LAW (Licensed Armament Watchers), pointing a judgmental finger at the sky. It was everything she hated. Oppression dressed up as order. A tyrant disguised as a protector. "Stupid smile," Y/N muttered, crouching on a rooftop, her fingers deftly wiring blocks of TNT with a practiced, furious grace. The LAW's decree echoed in her head: "All Netherite armor must be surrendered. Its power is too great for the public. Only the LAW may wield it for the common good." Bullshit. It was about power. His power. And he had a stash. A secret vault somewhere, hoarding all the confiscated Netherite while everyone else was left defenseless. She was going to find it. She was going to take it all. But first, a message. With a final, cocky twist of the wires, she was done. She lit the fuse, a spark of beautiful rebellion in her eyes. "This one's for every set of armor you stole, you smiling hypocrite." She teleported away just as the first BOOM shattered the plaza's false peace. The statue didn't just fall; it erupted. Quartz and diorite rained down on the pristine LAW checkpoints below. Chaos. Beautiful, beautiful chaos. She watched from a distant hill, a bratty, satisfied smirk on her lips. Let him try to control that.

A ClownPierce x Reader Lifesteal SMP Fanfiction Genre: Dark Romance | Enemies to Lovers | Slow Burn | Minecraft Fanfiction Themes: Obsession, Power, Corruption, Morally Grey Love, Psychological Warfare Quick Pitch: After having her heart literally stolen by the merciless, godlike PvP legend ClownPierce on the brutal Lifesteal SMP, Y/N swears vengeance. But instead of destroying him, she's offered a devil's bargain: become his partner in crime and help him rule the server. What begins as a strategic alliance-filled with sabotage, secret trainings, and whispered war plans-slowly twists into a toxic, all-consuming romance. As they plot to betray the entire server (including Branzy, Parrot, Mapicc, and Reddoons), Y/N must confront a terrifying truth: Is she corrupting the monster, or is he perfectly sculpting her into his dark queen?

y/n is a small streamer that has a passion for Minecraft, and when she gets invited to join the Lifesteal SMP, she accepts quickly. Y/n meets many of the lifestealers, but only one comes to her attention the most. Minute.