Tommy is sick and tired of being stuck the third wheel of tubbo and Ranboo so why not marry (platonically) Purpled instead. I suck at summaries. Rip.

⚠️not my story from ao3 og author is Vigilant_Schemer, also I edited the cover⚠️ Everyone assumed that Dream was an Alpha that used suppressants to hide his scent, well they were half right and now they are all going to experience the unrelenting protectiveness of a Mama Bear Omega.

Quirkless vigilante Izuku Everyone loves some dadzawa <3 (Editing in progress) Abandoned by his parents at 5 years old, after being diagnosed as quirkless, Izuku learned from an early age how much of a cruel place the world could be. After being taken in by a friendly owner of a cafe (whom Izuku begins to work for), Izuku becomes one of the most sought after and elusive vigilantes in all of japan. Eraserhead soon discovers, that the pesky vigilante he'd been chasing this entire time was in fact the exact same barista that made his coffee every morning- TWs can be found in the authors note please do read before proceeding :) Nothing is set in stone since the fic is still ongoing so scenes may be rewritten things may be removed or altered so be prepared for that. !DISCLAIMERS! •I do not own my hero academia or any of the characters, all rights belong to kohei horokoshi. •images on the cover art are from the mha manga and I in no way own said images !AUTHORS NOTE! Updates won't really be regular at the moment but I'll try to update whenever possible. Cover art has changed I thought this would look better than the drawn one :)

Jungkook screams in pain, withering at the bottom of the stairs as he glances towards his broken leg. He whimpers as his face is grasped by gentle hands, head tilted to look up at the cause of his agony. "You're ours. You'll never leave us. Repeat it." The ghost whispers against Jungkook's ear as another is mouthing at the teenager's neck. "I'm y-yours. I'll never leave you." Jungkook shakes as sobs wrack his body. The six men smile at this as Jimin affectionately ruffles the younger's hair. "Such a good boy." Or Jeon Jungkook, a teenage troublemaker, struggles with the idea of moving into a restored 1872 mansion. Before even purchasing, he realizes something is terribly wrong with the large home. Once his father travels to another country, the demonic spirits trapped within the mansion begin to torment the young boy. The sadistic ghosts begin to slowly fall in love with the distressed teenager as they keep him captive, deciding then that they'll never let Jungkook go. As the days pass by, Jungkook feels his sanity slip away. How will Jungkook escape with his soul and body in one piece?

○Word Count: 30k○ ●Jungkook, an eighteen-year-old college student, one day woke to find that he was now a vampire. Cue the panic and denial. Taken in by the oldest vampires on earth when they discover him on their land, he soon finds himself in a troublesome situation. They won't let him go, claiming that he is the mate they have been searching for for over two thousand years, and their relationship starts off heavily on the wrong foot. Can they still woo him, despite his hatred of what he has become?● ▪︎☆°•○●○●○●○●○●○●○•°☆▪︎ Started: 4th January 2019 Status: On-going, under Revision. ◆100k in April 2021 ◇150k in 2022 ◆200k in Nov 2023 New Chapter out now!- 6/12/23 ~Jam🍓

After being reprimanded by the members of the Ethereal Council, the last thing Erza remembered was running, when all of a sudden an explosion went off, and he fell unconscious. He woke up in an alley with severe burns on his back and arm, and had no recollection of how he got there. It came as both a shock and a horror when he found out that he wasn't where he came from - where he should be. He was in a another world, and he had no idea how to get back. But what terrified him the most, was when he found out that the people of this Musutafu, had the same "enhancements" that the society he knew had grown to despise. •❅─────── ✧❅✦❅✧ ───────❅• I obviously don't own BNHA, and it is worth stating that Erza's 'Energy Surge' power is basically just Captain Marvel's abilities because I'm an absolute nerd for the MCU and love her powers. This story will contain mention of bxb (not with any bnha characters as this is not a bnha x Erza story.) • Cover art made in picrew, photo and text edited in ibisPaint X

Living once as an overworked teenage mom (dad, big brother, whatever) taught him a lot of things. For example-- don't pick up anymore children that look homeless, and don't save anymore little girls that are being herded in by suspicious older men. "And somehow I became delegated nanny of the guild. Amazing. Bring on all the little gremlins, why don't you? I'll start a fucking daycare at this point. I should charge for this." - Fairy Tail © Hiro Mashima

Percy Jackson x Shadowhunters crossover ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nico thought, just for a moment, that everything was looking for the better. The second giant war has ended, he has a hot boyfriend who loves him, and he has finally found a place to call home. But of course, time moves on and the Fates have to have SOMEONE to harass since Percy is to be left alone, lucky him. After collecting lost souls that'd escaped from the Fields of Asphodels, Nico gets jumped by several people in black and kidnapped for illegal magic. Just his luck, but this introduces a set of problems neither side can deal with on their own. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: I don't own the cover art. Belongs to original artist.

I started writing this when I thought I was ftm, then I realized that I'm nonbinary masc leaning, so for the first portion of the book he/him is used for the reader but then it switches to they/them, still focusing on the same struggles of being afab but not identifying as cisgender and reminding you that finding a partner is still very possible, even if they are cis and don't identify as bi, pan, or anything else attracted to multiple genders. Requests CLOSED.

It was dark out. It was dangerous, and there was a terrified victim who needed saving every time he turned around. There was no money, and there was fame, no cameras. Just the whispers, the rumors, the conspiracies. Which meant, of course, that there were no heroes. Izuku was alone. Really, he'd been alone for years, ever since he learned he had no quirk. Now, though, he couldn't bring himself to follow after Bakugo's back, bravely proclaiming his goal to the world and facing the scorn with determination. Because he knew now, for an inescapable fact, that he didn't want to be a hero. Heroism, after all, is what got his mother killed. The event awakened something in him, something that might have been a quirk. His obsession with quirk analysis and heroes, after all, was not normal. But, heroism as a profession had its limits. All he had ever wanted was to save people, help them however he can. And sometimes, he'd found, the law just got in the way. He didn't hate the laws, or the police force that enforced it, but he now understood very personally there was no "one size fits all" set of rules when it came to suffering. In name, he supposed, he'd become a villain. He found he didn't care. Because in practice, he saved lives, he stopped the suffering of those who needed him, and he was there when no one else could be. And that's what makes a hero, no matter what anyone else tells him.