Do you think this future was worth your sacrifice? Do you really think there is a point in your existence? What game do you think you are playing? {Disclaimer: This story is based on the Handplates comic so make sure you are somewhat familiar with the story line. You do not need to know everything 1:1 since I will re-tell parts that are relevant to the story.}

After years of fighting for the Eyes, you find yourself having to prove self worth to Millions Knives. Feeling confident in completing the next mission, you realize you have to follow Nicholas the Punisher, an experienced member of the Eyes. After finding the Punisher, you find yourself falling for the the Humanoid Typhoon's antics. Are you willing to let yourself fall for the outlaw or will you finish proving yourself to Millions Knives? #1 in trigun for March 2025 #1 in vash for June 2025 (Will make a second book for the second season) TW: smut, violence, blood I do not own this story and the story follows the storyline of Trigun Stampede. I do not own any of the art.

When a demon summoning goes wrong, a rich and powerful man's son gets killed and (Y/n) is forced to team up with the Demon King that did it to survive the ensuing attempts on her and her family's lives. But the King will only do it on one condition: he gets her soul. So with no choice but to die for her mistake, His Summoner promises him her soul when the job is done. | - Demon! Nightmare Sans x Female Reader - A little bit of a reverse harem with plenty of Bad Sanses x Reader moments (with a canon reason for it :D), but ultimately, (Y/n) is Nightmare's - Honestly you could read this with no prior knowledge of any of the characters and you'd be just fine - Kinda a slow burn? But don't worry, I throw in so many subtle/not-so-subtle intimate moments with all the Sanses that it makes it worth the wait :D - I'll throw in some bonus chapters with the other Sanses for extra (non-canon) fluff that doubles as a breather from the story, too - Is the relationship toxic? Maybe. I mean, this is canon Nightmare after all. But that's the beauty of a fictional story, no? - A lot of the symbolism and hidden meanings aren't obvious, so you might have to be on the lookout to see them (and keep in mind: Night doesn't openly show many emotions, so the devil is in the details) - I'm not going to spoil anything, but for all you anxious readers out there like me, I'll divulge I'm a sucker for happy endings *wink* - It's my interpretation of the characters (kept as canon as possible)

The third book in the series The Queen's Lion. The Queen's Lion and The Queen's Lion: Disciplined can be found on my page and are needed to understand the premises and plot of this book. Y/N has disappeared without a trace. The closest thing to a clue that was left behind was a single rose in a stolen vase, left on the windowsill of Y/N's room at the Phantomhive manor. With that as their only clue, Ciel Phanthomhive and Sebastian Michaelis must attempt to retrace the young Lady's steps from the night she went missing. To make matters worse, Y/N's underworld title as 'The Queen's Lion' demands she must stay a secret. No one can know that the Queen's most mysterious spy and the Watchdog's closest friend has disappeared, lest the underworld will fall into chaos and polite society will crumble at the Queen's feet. So how will Ciel and Sebastian find Y/N with only a rose to go by? What will she say when she's rescued? Is she even still alive to be rescued? Warning: Mentions of canon typical violence, blood, death, rape, strong language, mugging, various weaponry and degradation through name calling. The reader is NEVER subjected to watch or experience rape though they discover many attempts against other women. I'm not gonna keep putting TW before chapters because I feel like it's starting to spoil the chapters unless something is beyond forked up, unless it is requested to bring them back for whatever reason. I do not own Black Butler's characters/storyline or any other books/movies/shows etc mentioned/referenced in this fic!

Welcome back to the madness and insanity that is the life of Y/N L/N. This book is the second in a series titled: The Queen's Lion in which young Y/N finds herself in the world of her favorite manga: Black Butler. It is necessary to read the first book before reading this one. I wrote both so The Queen's Lion is easy to find on my profile. This second book begins right where the first left off: The Circus Arc. Y/N, otherwise known as The Queen's Lion, must accompany Ciel Phantomhive and his butler Sebastian as they look into a number of disappearances linked to the Noah's Ark Circus. With Sebastian's killer instincts and Y/N's new-found powers, Ciel is at the advantage against the devious and mischievous circus performers. But what will happen when a few Reapers enter the mix? Why does it seem as if the Undertaker is closer to Y/N than he should be? And why does Charles Grey seem to have it out for Y/N and Sebastian? Anything could be a possibility at this point, even Y/N finally making her confession. But it looks like Agni and the Undertaker aren't the only ones after her heart. Grelle Sutcliff too enjoys watching the Lady flush bright, rosy, red! Warning: Mentions of canon typical violence, blood, death, rape, strong language, mugging, various weaponry and degradation through name calling. There will be warning issued before chapters but most of the triggers mentioned above are important to the story however the reader is NEVER subjected to watch or experience rape though they discover many attempts against other women. I do not own Black Butler's characters/story line or any other books/movies/shows etc mentioned/referenced in this fic!

Y/N was normal, and so was her life. She didn't have dead, rich abusive parents or any magical powers of any sort, and she wasn't secretly the 'chosen one'. She was simply a girl who happened to fancy Black Butler. But it still came as a massive shock to her when she opened her eyes to find herself laying in a back alley of London in the year 1888, Jack the Ripper actively tearing up prostitutes in Whitechapel. With demons, reapers and the pesky Double Charles on the loose, Y/N struggles to adapt to her new life in Black Butler. Hell, she struggles to just KEEP her life much less manage it. Read along as Y/N discovers there's much more to her new friends (and enemies) than what she remembers from flipping through her manga. Waring: mentions of prostitution, violence, blood, death, rape, strong language, mugging, various weaponry and degradation through name calling. There will be warning issued before chapters but most of the triggers mentioned above are important to the story however the reader is NEVER subjected to watch or experience rape though they discover many attempts against other women. I do not own Black Butler's characters/story line or any other books/movies/shows etc mentioned/referenced in this fic!

Through a destined meeting, Vash found you, a lost soul much like himself, under the weirdest of circumstances, and he made a promise to follow you across any desert. That turns out to lead both of you down a path of self-discovery, love, and hurt. Vash's unlucky shadow drives the two of you from one crisis to the next, but there's nothing you can't overcome together. Tempest Wind is a 18+ Vash x F!Reader fic with some spice, some gore, a bit of action and a lot of fluff, for added flavor there's angst too ofc. NB: The content is mostly Trimax canon-typical violence/gore/themes, but I give warnings and summaries for the heavier chapters and smut so you can skip them if you want!

~Vash x OC AU~ Book 3 of 3 *Began: Monday, August 19, 2024* *Finished: Monday, January 13, 2025* Sometimes... Sometimes nightmares are pieces of the past that come back to haunt you. Ghosts that cling to your skin, digging their nails into your flesh. It is a white-hot pain that surges through you. Memories that you want to forget but can't. It is hell. And sometimes nightmares are pieces of a fear not yet realized. Shadows that bare their teeth, ready to bury their fangs in your flesh. It is a deep and hollow pain that leaves you numb. Dread that sickens you. It is hell. It is all hell. **NOTE: I do NOT own any of the media (pictures/photos/videos/music/etc.) or any characters (other than the OC - and other OC characters) in this book. All rights go to the original owners/creators. Also, please note that this book may contain mature content (violence, vulgar language, smut/lemon/fluff, possibly some triggering things, and other graphic themes). Please do not read if you are sensitive to any of the said material. Thank you.**

~Vash x OC AU~ Book 2 of 3 *Began: Monday, April 22, 2024* *Finished: Wednesday, August 7, 2024* Sometimes... Sometimes I have nightmares. Nightmares that I wake from in the middle of the night, sweat-soaked hair clinging to my neck as my chest heaves. Nightmares with unknown ghosts and the haunting shrieks ripping through darkness. Nightmares that are so real that I almost believe they are real. They are never real, though. Nightmares of shooting stars made of fallen debris crumbling from a tower. Nightmares of screaming sirens and pounding feet and flashing red lights as military police fill the streets. Nightmares of tears drenching my cheeks as I scream out into the void. And then nightmares of him laughing as hell rain down around us. I wonder if he has nightmares too. **NOTE: I do NOT own any of the media (pictures/photos/videos/music/etc.) or any characters (other than the OC - and other OC characters) in this book. All rights go to the original owners/creators. Also, please note that this book may contain mature content (violence, vulgar language, smut/lemon/fluff, possibly some triggering things, and other graphic themes). Please do not read if you are sensitive to any of the said material. Thank you.**

~Vash x OC AU~ Book 1 of 3 *Began: Monday, January 1, 2024* *Finished: Wednesday, April 10, 2024* Sometimes... Sometimes I have nightmares. Nightmares that I wake from in the middle of the night, sweat clingy to my brow as my chest heaves. Nightmares with ghosts and the haunting memories of their voices calling my name. Nightmares that were dreams once upon a time ago. A long time ago. Nightmares of shooting stars made of ship debris falling from the sky. Nightmares of screaming sirens and pounding feet and flashing red lights. Nightmares of tears rolling down her cheeks and the way fire consumed her as she sent us away. And then nightmares of him laughing as hell rain down around us. I wonder if she has nightmares, too. **NOTE: I do NOT own any of the media (pictures/photos/videos/music/etc.) or any characters (other than the OC - and other OC characters) in this book. All rights go to the original owners/creators. Also, please note that this book may contain mature content (violence, vulgar language, smut/lemon/fluff, possibly some triggering things, and other graphic themes). Please do not read if you are sensitive to any of the said material. Thank you.**