At first he thought that he was mistaking his feelings, that he merely hated the man and that was all. He also had known that Sam had a crush on him, despite what his friends always said he was clueless he wasn't; he just didn't want to hurt her feelings. He always felt so hopeless and confused about Vlad and himself, so Danny always found that he would throw himself at anyone who would love him back.

Tenya isn't sure of what part of his situation leaves him with a thumping heart and a dry mouth. This isn't his first time laying eyes on Katsuki Bakugou by a long shot. In fact, he's been looking at him almost every single day for several semesters now---sometimes with eyes much too inappropriate to be becoming of a future hero. It could be the oddly shocking new knowledge that the explosive teen is working a part-time at some no-name diner against the rules of U.A's hero course. But he's willing to bet it's everything to do with that skimpy little uniform he's wearing. or, Iida pines over our favorite blasty boy and is actually really bad at taking hints.

Katsuki plucks the glass from the stranger's hand and drinks it down, wrinkling his nose at the harsh burn. "Fuckin' whiskey? You didn't even get the good shit." He says with a snort, tossing the glass somewhere on the other end of the sofa. The man cocks his head to the side, either incredibly amused or bordering disinterested. "While Balvenie is quite an aquired taste, I can assure you it is, to borrow from you, the good shit." The man says, leaning back into the sofa while an arm snakes around Katsuki's slim figure to grip his thigh with callous hands. "Yeah? It tastes like spicy dishwater." "It's 50 year old single malt scotch whiskey. Someone with a simple pallette wouldn't appreciate it." "Did you just call me uncultured?" "I'm saying that you don't look like you're old enough to even know what good whiskey is." Or, Katsuki's about to give Sandra Bullock a run for her money.

The Galra turns his chin up again. "Why do you laugh, paladin of Voltron? Can you not see the odds have fallen undoubtedly in my favor?" As Lance wiped the blood from his mouth, a weak smirk settled on his lips. "It's not so unfortunate-if this is how I die, I'm at least lucky enough to have a beauty like you in my sights, right?" • Lance McClain is losing everything. First the Blue Lion, then Red-and now, the trust of his team. He's always been willing to do what it takes to defeat Zarkon, even if it separates him from the people he cares about. But as the Voltron team begins to lose faith in Lance, he finds himself carving out a new path-one that he is confident will end with Zarkon's defeat. The only problem? This new strategy belongs to Prince Lotor, his enemies' son. Balancing his loyalty to Voltron and his drive to defeat the evil that has plagued the universe for too long, Lance will have to decide who he trusts-and how much he's willing to sacrifice for the greater good. • At some point during some stars' lifespans, similarly to Earth's sun, the star reaches a point where fusion ceases, and it runs out of helium at its core-and when the core begins to burn, that's when everything rips away from itself, clouds of stardust taking over the space surrounding and forming a stunning nebula. Lance felt the burning at his core. And then, like a starburst-he felt the stardust rush from his core to the tips of his fingers and beyond-he was dripping in it, the stardust, the quintessence-and knew in that moment that whatever he needed to happen, would happen. The would be nothing he could not do. Nothing he could not be. • Cover art by iaclos on Fiverr • (This will be a Voltron AU - it is not set after any specific episode or season, but it can certainly be read as an alternative to Season 8. This will also feature some deserved #Adashi and some #Klance conflict ;D )

"Distance means so little when someone means so much."

(Sequel to Truth to Uncover) Just when he thought he had the answers, Dipper's life was flipped upside down once more. His sister's been kidnapped, the rest of the demons from Weirdmageddon are human as well, and doubt has latched itself onto the young adult's mind. Trust is hard to come by in this world where danger lurks behind every corner. Is Bill really on Dipper's side? Or has this all been some elaborate scheme to get revenge? Can he really trust no one? Will he ever see Mabel again...? "No, not a deal. I'm done making deals... This time, it's a promise. One I intend to keep."

A/N: This book is a sequel to A Code to Decipher. If you found this book first, please go read the other one before reading this one. Thank you! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ What do you look for if you don't know what you're trying to find? How will you ever get there? With nothing but a slip of paper to go off of, Dipper Pines is no closer to finding the dream demon he lost almost a year ago. Due to a spell the demon had cast upon him before he died, Dipper can't use any spells from the Journals until he is eighteen years old. With his eighteenth birthday on the horizon, Dipper is anxiously awaiting the day when he can use magic and find the one he has been looking for. Still though... Something feels off. If Bill Cipher really did come back to life, then... Why hadn't he come back to Dipper? Was something wrong? Was the demon in danger? Or had he never really loved Dipper to begin with? Had he only been using him? And who turned him human in the first place? There were too many questions with too few answers. As time goes on, Dipper grows uncertain... Was he looking for the demon? Or was he searching for the truth?