It all started with the Sickness: strange dreams, haunting woods and blood....lots of blood. Everything's inside your mind; at least that's what everyone kept saying, your illness was taking a toll on you and eventually, you were forced onto isolation from the rest of the world. Only for them to get you. They have kept their eyes on you for long enough, watching, waiting for the perfect opportunity. And now, you find yourself into a merciless war that isn't even yours. Will you survive?

You loved Kankri although you seemed to trigger him very much and he would never let you even hug him. Then you saw Karkat, and soon your life turned upside down.

The Psiioniic has been wanting a matesprit for quite some time. He finally finds the perfect troll but will he be able to keep her?

Sequel to Drunk On You Dean and Cas are finally happily married with two little babies whom they both love and cherish with all their hearts. The story shows how these babies slowly grow up, all the while their parents are finding married life grating and annoying. They never used to have any problem with spending so much time together but 'that is what marriage does to you' apparently.

This story will be written by myself and @Tori_Castellanos The Socials, otherwise known as the Soc's and the Greasers came from two completely differently worlds. While the Soc's lived on the rich west side of town and were known as 'white trash with Mustangs and Madras Shirts', the Greasers lived in the east. A poorer area with less flashy cars and more dead-beat dads. The two 'gangs' hated each other with a passion, nothing could get through the fiery loathing and the violence that came with it. Until...

Jake went on an adventure to New Zealand, while Dirk stays home with their cat hoping he will be home soon. Little does he know he's in for a surprise.

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away. All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did. Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare. A Demon named Dean. *Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D* *Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much* Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

Dave Strider. Jock of the century. Leader of leaders. God of gods. King of kings. Most ironically loved guy in High School, every and any girl and/or guy loves the ironic bastard. Except for one, tiny hot-headed loud mouth who everyone finds cute but denies it. Karkat 'I hate everyone and everything' Vantas. Just your average asshole, in a very interesting way, actually. No one yet everyone knows he exists. Don't ask how. So, what happens when a teacher ironically decides to partner these two up for a project? Either hell will be raised or closet doors will he unlocked and/or opened, if you know what I mean.

There was me. The young man with the impeccable Mohawk. The man who came to Starbucks at precisely five each morning. The man who had an absolutely fierce crush on the guy who manned the counter. I am Tavros Nitram, and my steady life unravelled when I became officially acquainted with Gamzee Makara. Homestuck Fan Fiction GamTav Gamzee/Tavros GamzeexTavros TavrosxGamzee Humanstuck Sadstuck Trigger warnings are inside.