Magnus Chase just needs to survive one more year of high school. So when he's transferred to Valhalla High School for his senior year, he decides he'll just blend on in. Too bad all that plan goes awry on the first day.

The Adventures of Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood. Spanish translation in progress: http://my.w.tt/UiNb/x9CBkkXbtB

The nameless boy that stumbles down a derelict alleyway isn't a martyr. Rather, he will only be the torment that will haunt the number two hero, Endeavor, until the end of times. He will be the nightmare in the far reaches of Endeavor's subconsciousness. A nightmare as twisted as the both of them and until Endeavor has perished with Touya, the boy that's leaning heavily against the brick wall that's gasping for breath, will not stop for anything to bring an end to his new life goal. Where a friend from a different life had told him that when there is death, there is life. He finds himself thinking that he was right. He's feeling pretty alive right now. Through the ash remains of Touya, he blossomed forth. Alive with a taste of revenge at the tip of his tongue. Nodding to himself, he decides that for the sake of pure irony- he will name himself Dabi.

"Tell me," Hawks' voice is like honey- smooth and almost sickly sweet, "What do you like about me the most?" Dabi can see that shit eating grin, even if he wasn't looking at the hero- the smugness dripping off of that question is nearly enough to make him drown. For a fleeting heartbeat, Dabi mulls over how it would feel to drown in a vat of honey. He concludes that it couldn't be the worst way to go.

Security Officer Needed. The Federal H.E.R.O. Public Safety Commission Inc. is searching for motivated individuals to fill the role of an Armed Security Officer. In this role, you'll work as a galvanized member of an elite team of security operators protecting some of Japan's most critical- Hawks eyes flicker up from the newspaper and takes in a deep breath. He's already read through the job posting enough to be able to recite it from memory. Without a second's hesitation, he pulls open the door.

George is a professional hunter in an organization called "Manhunt". He is not just good, he is one of the best and is therefore called to the lead in all emergencies. So one day he gets a mission to catch or kill a seemingly brilliantly good axe murderer who calls himself "Dream". However, he is very tricky and good at what he does and so George even needs a little help from comrades at some point. But it looks like Dream doesn't treat George like the others he'd just slaughtered so far, which is arousing more and more interest in George. !(this story includes smut/NSFW content, brutal descriptions and angst)! Start: October 2021, End: March 2022 (cover cr: @wiistef on twitter)

"as the winter wind wailed outside and the fire place cracked I could feel myself drift off to sleep, but somewhere on the edge of our known world the night was only beginning for one" "In a fantasy where everyone is part animal, the only thing you can say is this world is divided rich from poor and poor from rich here you follow many point of views from kings that have everything to poor souls that lost it all." "Can a small tavern and a single page of poetry change the lives of these people?" "well hi! My name is Wilbur Soot and I have the answer to all your questions right here ready for you" {cover by: ✨me✨}

Tommy had always been a daring teen. When he wonders into an abandoned house one day, he discovers that someone is actually living there, but not in the way that you might think.

the boy scoffs, "ha. who do you think you are? the king?" "no." the blonde states firmly. his smile lifting into a smug one and his cockiness seems to drip from his words as he continues, "i'm his son."

✰ dreamnotfound. (COMPLETED) ✰ George has always had a fascination with the mysterious Dream's work. Paintings line his home signed by Dream, and he even runs a blog on his work in his spare time. Clay is the masked Dream, afraid of the world. He paints pictures of emotions he longs to feel - love, happiness, as well as emotions he feels too often - fear, sadness, and anxiety. He never showed his face when painting to escape the media. Everything was as fine as it could be, until Clay meets the bright and enthusiastic George, who pulls him into the world to show him emotions he had only painted. George painted Clay's world with emotions he had never felt before. If only George knew Clay was the one behind the mask. ✰ usual disclaimers apply :) - tw: alcohol use in a later chapter, there is a warning before the chapter :). there is also a depressive tone used in relation to one of the characters. - rated mature for language! - NOTE: the name switches from clay to dream are IMPORTANT and on purpose. :) - words: 21,018 - started: 8/21/20 - completed: 8/29/20 ✰ MILESTONES! :D #1 dreamnotfound 11/19/20 1K reads - 10/13/20 100 votes- 10/14/20 2K reads - 11/4/20 200 votes - 11/4/20 3K reads - 11/14/20 300 votes - 11/9/20 4K reads - 11/19/20 400 votes - 11/19/20 5K reads - 11/20/20 500 votes- 11/21/20 10K reads - 12/10/20 1K votes- 12/31/20 20K reads - 2/27/21