When Y/n first opened his eyes everyone in the room knew that like Satoru Gojo's birth, the balance of the world had once again been altered. At 16 years of age Y/n is a special grade sorcerer who does his best work alone, what will his existence change?

Inside of Japan exist Cursed Spirits. Powerful creatures who are born from people's negative emotions. These creatures are combated and exorcised by Jujutsu Sorcerers. However what these Jujutsu Sorcerers don't know is that demons exist, and they can be stronger, stronger than even the king of curses, Sukuna. However luckily for them, there exists a devil hunter whose's willing to take on any demon hunting job, and his name is Y/N.

"Fire is hot and dangerous; Unpredictable but the holder of that flame is the Worst type of Unpredictable" ----- The Phenomenon of Spontaneous Human Combustion is plaguing the World. Second and Third Generation Pyrokinetic, Ren Hoshi has been assigned to Company 8 with only one aspiration; too Help find the answer to finally stop it. But, underneath that aspiration is her own personal goal. Too hunt down the people who were behind her Mothers brutal murder. On her pursuit for answers she'll stumble across secrets that have long been hidden, Ones that she was never meant to discover; maybe even find Love amongst her Crew?. Those answers are yet to be known, but what Ren does know is that Her Life of secrets is about to get a lot more complicated in all the Good and Terrible ways. ----- "The farther I dig the more I discover, and the more I discover the more I learn about how messed up this twisted world of ours truly is...Including my own". Disclaimers!: MEGA FUCKING CRINGE PLEASE AVOID!! The beginning isn't the Greatest Mild Cussing LGBTQ+ content

Hehe. Read to find out. (I promise its good) Oh yea... another thing, I dont own any of the Fire Force charecters; Only the plot of my story and the OC I made. Anyways, have something to eat today; make healthy decisions. Also, have some fun causing trouble, my precious demons!

BLAZE Her parents disowned her after she burned down their house. "Monster!" "That's no child of mine!" Her grandmother had to take care of her, along with some supervision from Haijima industries. She was forced to do training ever since she was six, her grandmother was a tiny, frail woman so Blaze never bothered to tell her.

Clarisse Montag is a newly certified sister and 2nd and 3rd generation Fire Force soldier. Her new post is in Special Fire Force Company 7. Her first meeting with the leader Shinmon Benimaru is less than pleasant. Shinmon does not like the Holy Sol Temple or the higher ups of the Special Fire Force Company. He turns the sister away, only to be surprised by her persistence to be apart of his Fire Force team.

"They are like two opposing poles, destined to repel each other... yet irresistibly drawn together." Two brilliant minds. Two sworn rivals. A deep-seated hatred masking a tension neither of them dares to acknowledge. Y/n L/N, a prodigy in every sense of the word, has one goal: to become a top-tier surgeon. Senku Ishigami, a genius in science, dreams of conquering space. Both are the best in their respective fields, locked in a fierce rivalry that has lasted for as long as they can remember. But when a school project forces them to collaborate on a scientific study of human emotions and attachment, everything shifts. Proximity, contact, constant observation... All factors that push them to confront a truth they refuse to accept. Because if science proves that opposite poles attract, how could they possibly be the exception? In a battle of wits, sharp retorts, and unexpected discoveries, they must face a paradox no formula can solve: between hatred and fascination, where does rivalry end... and attraction begin? Dr. Stone does not belong to me! Only the story and certain characters are my own creation! This fiction will start before the petrification but it'll follow the anime afterwards :) ★†★ Tuesday, April 22, 2025 #16 in science #3 in enemies to lovers #7 in Senku #15 in drstone Friday, April 25, 2025 #1 IN ENEMIES TO LOVERS 💖✨

Lena Linn: brilliant surgeon, capable of performing surgeries most would call impossible. Her mind is precise, her hands steady, and her heart devoted to saving lives. Few possess her skill, and some would kill to have it. Stanley Snyder: a battle-hardened military veteran, trained to protect at all costs. When their worlds collide on missions that blur the line between life and death, trust, courage, and unspoken bonds are the only things standing between survival and disaster. Updates: Every Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday Started: August 15, 2025 Ended: Ongoing #1 in chrome 12/27/2025 #3 in kohaku 12/27/2025 #5 in stanleysnyder 01/10/2026 #2 in xeno 01/10/2026 #18 in drstone 12/27/2025 #281 in slowburn 1/10/2026

It was dark, really dark. Then, a light. It was red, tho. My eyes open and the blood red sky comes into view. The pentacle in the sky is brilliant and, frankly, not very disturbing. Where am I? ¯\_( ͡☉ ͜ʖ ͡☉)_/¯ Now, this is a shitty thing, sorry ⚠️: - Vox x OC AND Radiostatic - Lucifer x OC - Transphobia - R@pe - LGBT+ - Trauma - Chapters will have different lenghts, sorry Timeline: Starts before the pilot. Hazbin Hotel doesn't belong to me. Second season is none of my business yet

Tamsy Caines was a wolf in sheep's clothing-charming, calculated, and cruel beneath the surface. His entire life revolved around breaking others, twisting their pain into purpose, delighting in the way despair could shape a person. He was merciless, but never careless; every move was part of a design only he understood. And then there was Y/N. A sheep in wolf's clothing-fragile at heart, but armored in defiance and masks she wore for the world. Where others underestimated her softness, Tamsy saw it immediately. He didn't sneer at it or exploit it the way others might. Instead, he coveted it. To him, she wasn't a weakness-she was balance. Her quiet strength tempered his cruelty. Her presence gave his chaos meaning. He mocked and teased, but never in the way that sought to break her. Instead, he protected her fragility while indulging her strength, the only one he would let close enough to see him without disguise. Tamsy became the perfect lover not because he softened, but because with her he could be both wolf and sheep without contradiction. He held her with possessive certainty, teased her with sharp edges, and shielded her with unflinching devotion. She anchored him, and he, in turn, made her believe that even in a world built on cruelty and masks, their love was the one thing not born of lies. Together, they were a paradox-predator and prey, mask and truth, wolf and sheep. And somehow, against all reason, it worked.