a very disgusting book i wrote 3 years ago. and yes i do regret everything.

I mean if you read the title then I'm sure you all know why I've brought you here today. Midoriya invites a bunch of hooligans to a chatting app. They all regret this upon entry.

If there was anything Harry Potter was good at, it had to be keeping secrets. Unless you count telling his friends, and Dumbledore somehow finding out, and Hagrid reassuring him about things, and the snickering he hears from Slytherins and- okay..Maybe he was bad at keeping secrets. But this one was big. How would he cope with everyone knowing the cravings he had? The longing for his childhood - the one he never had? How could he possibly handle one platinum blonde, green-clad slytherin boy who knew too much?

Mobster! Tom Holland X Fem!Reader I've also posted this story on @theclearblues on tumblr

Modern!au but it keeps some of its aspects (like the goat and magic and stuff) • You secretly got ahold of your friends numbers... What could go wrong? • Plus some occasional imagines/ oneshots I DO NOT OWN THE ARCANA! ❤️💖❤️💖

Uhhh, here's some stuff I wrote. Not a good writer so you should probably just I g n o r e. I might write fluff, angst. It depends on my mood I guess. Feel free to give me ideas.

Its what the title says. ~~Requests are highly needed~~ Book cover credit: Xiaoann