Mikaboshi Kano is a puzzle yet to be solved, a well-trained individual with her Quirk, and a warm persona that has raised people's eyebrows since day one. One of them, the half and half, Todoroki Shouto. Not out of amazement or curiosity, but out of doubt. He thinks that Kano isn't what she claims to be, that she wasn't just "a person with a quite powerful Quirk" and "someone that everybody adores", she seemed too one-dimensional to be a genuine person. One night of research led to another, and soon enough, he finds himself in a chaotic storm he won't be able to get out of.

When soulmates touch one another, they leave colored marks on their skin. How long the mark lasts and the intensity of the mark depends on the length of contact between the two people. The way to determine the colors the soulmates leave on each others skin is to look into their eyes. "This is Lady _____ ________," he said. "And, Lady _____, this is my son, Shoto Todoroki." "It's a pleasure to meet you," I said and curtsied politely. Shoto bowed equally as politely. "The pleasure is mine." ______ = First Name ________ = Last Name ____________ = (eye) Color Amazing cover by @banghoeholywater!!! EDIT: AAAAH THANK YOU FOR 1K VIEWS!!! EDIT 6/10/2018: I can't believe I have to do this, but it's time to lay down some commenting ground rules. 1: for the love of god, no Lenny Faces 2: do not sing Hamilton or other songs in the comments. I have no seen Hamilton and therefore cannot reference the play. 3: this is a fan fiction that children under the age of 18 have access to. Please keep excessive cursing to a minimum 4: also because children under the age have access to this story there will not be any smut in this so please stop asking. 5: do not, I repeat, DO NOT use or allude to any kind of "Daddy Kink" even as a joke. It really does make me super uncomfortable. 6: NO RPING IN THE COMMENT SECTIONS! Take that stuff to DM's but do not use the comment section for this stuff. Rules subject to change/be added depending on if more shit gets out of hand. Thank you all for your understanding and cooperation.

Now a series by Mediacorp. Watch the episodes anywhere in world on meWATCH's Youtube channel. Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

She never knew what it would be like to wonder about Heaven, or how it would be if she were to burn in Hell. Her soul was sold before her first breath, and it would be eaten before her last. Adelina Countess DelMare, the Queen's Snake. Only two Devils, a pompous boy and a number of peculiar friends she meets along the way could make her dull existence an adventurous one.

cover art ; gghostkking (tumblr) "Now what?" Keith asked, tapping his desk. Lance's eyes shot up for a second, his mouth quivering, struggling to open. He knew he'd have to tell Keith sooner or later, and no matter how much he wanted to choose later, he had to do it now- he had his chance. He opened his mouth, gulping. "Keith," The boy began, his head lifting up towards the camera. Keith looked up from making coffee, running a hand through his mopped hair. "Hm?" "I have something to tell you," The paladin inhaled, closing his eyes for a moment. Keith waited for his response, looking back down to continue his coffee as he hummed to himself. Lance struggled to pull the words out of his throat, his hands shaking as he tried to balance himself. Calm down, he thought, you can do it. Keith patiently waited, sitting in silence as he poured his coffee into a mug. Lance felt a rock in his stomach, weighing him down. You have to do it, you already started. "Keith," He paused, "I'm gay." In which the Paladins return to Earth and start a group chat. [ #173 in fan fiction ]

*this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend'. This is actually the best fic I've ever read. It emotionally destroyed me and then put me back together only to kill me again. Read on ao3 : http://archiveofourown.org/works/7454385

An automatic blush appeared on her face. "Who are you?" She asks shyly. ------ ❄Hyper Out!✌❄

"Mari, don't you dare--" Ayla warned. That was about when she jumped off the roof. A Marichat fanfiction, possible other shippings. PG13 Rating.

A sequel to: Red Strings and Markers Adrien Agreste didn't remember much after the cathedral collapsed. He recalled hearing a voice, a female voice, calling out to him. "Chat! Chat Noir! God damn it, you'd better be alive when I get in there!" "Kid! Adrien! Are you okay?" The red string of fate connects you to the person you're fated to be with. Whenever you mark your skin, your significant other gets marked as well. The last thing Adrien remembered seeing before his world went dark was the elegant yet rushed pink ink on his forearm. "I'm sorry." October 4, 2016 - ranked #14 in fanfiction