For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️- mention of suicide , domestic abuse, eating disorders and self harm. John and Sherlock are working a case when Sherlock gets shot. He is not majorly injured, but It required that John looks at his medical records. He quickly realizes that Sherlock had 5 suicide attempts in the past years. As John and Sherlock admit their feelings for each other, John learns how deep Sherlocks mental problems run. John knows he cannot magically make Sherlock better, but is determined to try to be there for him. Will he be able to? Completed. 87k words with a sequel in progress

🟥 This is a sequel to Late Night Meets © 🟥 ... Wilbur has changed ever since.. The incident. He blamed himself completely. If only he hadn't taken Quackity home that day, everything would have been fine. He's changed. He's changed too much. His love is in the hospital. They don't know when, or if he will wake up. Since then, Things are different. #1 in snazzy 1/22/23

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

"I uh," Tommy starts, not knowing how to break this to the hero lightly. He hates to be the bearer of bad news. "I think your powers are broken? It's not a bad thing of course, but like, I swear you tried to mind control me and it like, totally failed. Which is fine, honestly, don't feel insecure. Everyone's power stop working sometimes... I think." Sheesh, this is very awkward. Why is no one else talking? Why is Philza looking at him like he grew three heads? Why is the Blade staring at him so intensely? Why is Willow still frozen? "Did I, did I hit a nerve? Yikes," Tommy hisses, "Well um," He steps back, bracing his legs and bending his knees, "This was like super fun, but I'm - I'mma head out." or, in which Tommy manages to annoy the hell out of Phil, Techno and Wilbur by being both impossible to catch and irritatingly endearing. or or, a crack fic where Tommy is a vigilante and Phil, Techno and Wilbur are the heroes hunting him down.

This is all of the Haikus by Apollo in the Trials of Apollo books. Your Welcome Please enjoy.

Bunch of oneshots with Helios and his family and other Greek godsHeli

13-year-old Jason Lightlance finds himself stuck in loops of trying to deal with the Olympian Bureaucracy as every god refuses to do anything but what they're told to do. Read as he grows through the adventures around the mythological world.

Theseus, the child of king Philza of the Antarctic kingdom, was finally being avenged after so long. But, what happens when they find out the child was alive the whole time, and that their enemy had raised him? What will happen when the kingdoms realize how corrupt the Dreamer kingdom is? What happens, when their whole world is threatened? Guess you'll have to find out... AUS: Hybrid AU Royal AU SBI Family AU Wings Tommy AU IRL Minecraft AU DadSchlatt AU WARNINGS: Gore Blood Death Anxiety attacks Panic attacks PTSD Mental abuse Physical abuse Kidnaps

Typical high school Teenlock fic where John is a BAMF and Sherlock is an alluring, intriguing, mysterious character with a haunted past. The more John tries to get close to Sherlock, however, the more Sherlock's past prevents him from letting John in. Still, John is patient and tries to help Sherlock work through it . Trigger warning: this fic deals with self-injury, thoughts of suicide, and sexual abuse. My life closed twice before its close It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive As these that twice befell Parting is all we know of heaven And all we need of hell -Emily Dickinson