"Spit it out, Half-and-Half!" "Because I... like you," Shoto managed to say, cheeks reddening. Bakugou seemed to analyze him for a moment, then, with a dramatic roll of his eyes said, "Why would you like me? I'm loud, aggressive, and constantly blowing stuff up." Shoto, feeling a mix of emotions, replied, "Well, that's... kind of why?" Bakugou looked genuinely confused. "Wait, you're into that?" Shoto shrugged, "Maybe? It's... cute?" **The art does not belong to me. Credits to the artist. disclaimer: I don't own any of this character.

When Thomas' best friend and neighbour Minho gets a new step-brother, Thomas is suddenly interested. All characters belong to James Dashner

A lesbian Christmas romance between a mafia boss and a designer hired for Christmas. Maybe Christmas isn't the most joyful time of the year...

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝-𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭: "𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞. 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧. 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. Most Impressive Rankings: #1 in wlw

Katsuki Bakugou hates having so much homework. Isn't it enough to spend his entire day learning without having to do so much work after school? How is he supposed to reach the top spot in his class if his evenings are occupied with completing all these assignments and not improving his quirk? Enter Shouto Todoroki. Out of the kindness of his heart, Todoroki agrees to do Bakugou's homework assignments for him so he can work on becoming a stronger hero. But Todoroki has a condition of his own. In exchange for doing his homework, Todoroki wants Bakugou to become more in touch with his affectionate side. That includes hand holding, hugging, cuddling, and everything in between. Any display of affection Todoroki wants, Bakugou has to comply. Bakugou hates the idea, obviously, but he has no other choice. But little by little, Bakugou comes to realize that the conditions of their little deal may not be so bad after all. Cover by bee_sauce !! I do not own My Hero Academia or any of the characters.

Newt is the exchange student from London, Thomas is the openly bi guy on the track team, What happens next? Only one way to find out... *The characters aren't mine they're rightfully James Dashners and the last names are the actors last names *

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

"Hinata, are you limping?" Kageyama yelled from across the gym. Everyone paused in their tracks, surprised by the sudden outburst. Hinata fell over as he was in midair in the middle of practicing one of their quicks. "W-what?" Hinata exclaimed, surprised that Kageyama actually noticed. It wasn't really like him to care anyway. Kageyama walked towards him with a unidentifiable expression. To Hinata, Kageyama was the most scary when he wasn't expressing his usual anger. "Stand up." The taller boy demanded. ☆☆☆ There's something wrong with Hinata's leg, and that's quite the problem when all he cares about is volleyball. To an athlete, your body is all you've got; and Hinata has tried for way too long to reach the point he is to just give up. But that proves to be a problem when it hurts the point he can barely walk, and Nationals are right around the corner. The team is faced with hard choices and for Kageyama; even harder ones. Realizing that he may lose Hinata only triggered his realization on how he felt for middle blocker. But it's hard to worry about his loved ones when lately the setter has been having problems of his own. --- SEQUEL IS OUT: PARALYZED CHECK IT OUT ON MY PROFILE Highest Ranking: #1 in Kagehina Taken place after Haikyuu season 3. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters except my 3 original characters; all characters belong to Haikyuu!! Everyone's a bit OOC in this fic oops Started: Feb 17, 2017 Finished: Sep 22, 2018

Just a normal day. Just another day of school and volleyball practice with friends. Nothing really seemed to be wrong. Everything seemed to be just fine. But something was bugging me.. It was that huge smile on his face that was there for no reason at all. -Kageyama Tobio

**COMPLETED A potion's mishap thrusts Draco and Harry together and binds them until a cure can be found. Despite hating the man... Harry finds something akin to attraction starting to form. Well, they always did say love thy enemy. Or neighbour. Honestly, it doesn't matter.