in which luke runs a lashton blog but ashton doesn't know. "secrets i have held on my heart are harder to hide than i thought, maybe i just wanna be yours"

DaymMalumAF has added you as a friend! DaymMalumAF How do you feel about 5sos? Me I don't listen to them? DaymMalumAF So do you ship Malum? --- Cover made by @TheGoners Ideas and plot help by @TheGoners --- First part published- 29.Aug.2016 Completed- 09.Jan.2017 Highest ranking - #9 in fanfiction

In which a young girl finds the love and support she never had in a group of young boys. warning: involves serious topics like suicide, eating disorders & self harm !! read at your own risk and remember im here for you. ♡ (discontinued)

oneshot book!! (all are my ideas unless stated otherwise; I take requests and feedback!) stories have tagged triggers if any; please note this is not a smut oneshot book lol

This is a story by my best friend. I'm posting it for her so yeah. Lawrence Kansas was no longer safe. A series of killings had broken out across the city causing people in and around the town to be afraid. The media called him The Hunter due to the fact he shot and gutted his victims like animals. There was no pattern to when he struck, but who he hunted was similar. They were all abusers in a way. Some abused money, some power, some people. Some abused drugs, some abused alcohol. But he wasn't all that was to fear, Castiel Novak was a serial killer who had crossed the borders of so many states there was almost nowhere he hadn't been. He killed the rich, well those who pretended to care but didn't, who were fake. He was practically untraceable. The only reason they know his name is because he gave it to them along with his photo and he still didn't get caught. The two killers were different in many ways, one had just started while the other had been doing it long enough to give his name and escape. But they had something in common. Besides their victim types having a small overlap, they both left notes. Castiel wrote his in ink on business cards, while The Hunter finger painted his in blood. But they both left notes, taunting the police most of the time. But then to everyone's horror, they began to write to each other, taunting, challenging, and complementing? As Castiel edged his way closer to Lawrence, many feared what would happen when the two killers finally met. WARNING this is a Destiel fic, has MxM action, has lots of violence and gore. It is also really depressing with thoughts of self loathing and mentions of suicide. Do not read if those could trigger you. But I promise it has its good moments and is a fun story so I hope you enjoy the ride!