Dying sucks. Especially when there's nothing you can do about it. --- "We've been over this already you guys!" I shouted. "I don't love anyone. I flirt around, I make friends but I haven't fallen head over heels for some girl." Pidge and Hunk stared at me unconvinced. "So is it some guy then?" Hunk asked. "Hunk! Shut up! And no!" -x- The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from a one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs up flower petals or flowers when they suffer from unrequited love. If the love is not returned, the flowers continue to grow inside the infected lungs until the infected dies. Voltron AU Klance Fanfiction Highest Rankings Given: #1 under Hanahaki Disease #2 under Lance #1 under Shiro (lol this ain't even a Shiro fic) *Updates Every Thursday*

[ NEXT UPDATE: never. go home. ] In the daytime, he was Keith. Just a normal guy with a normal life. But he had secrets no one knew yet. One: Living a double life as the famed superhero Ladybug, he fights off countless villains with his partner, Chat Noir, at his side. Two: He's fallen head over heels for his classmate and so-called rival, Lance McClain. [ this fic came about because of a group chat i was in on insta, and I decided to turn our ramblings into a story! for now i'm leaving the fic up, but if you pay attention to when this was posted AGES AGO, it was when only SEASON 1 of vld was out. adam did not exist yet, shiro had no canon sexuality so i headcanoned him as pan. allura was supposedly an adult in the series, so in this fic she was in her mid twenties - the vld crew since confirmed her to be a teenager so goodbye. please do not ship a teenager with a 25 year old man. anyway i'm not into voltron anymore as the fandom has become full of nasty stuff and horrible discourse so I'll likely not be continuing here. sorry! thanks for the support but... peace out, yo. ] [ placeholder cover artwork by @cirrcie on instagram ]

Honestly, I think clay and tony would make the cutest couple and there isn't much fan fiction on them, so I thought I would write some myself. Also, none of these characters are mine they are based on the book and tv show 13 reasons why. I hope you guys enjoy!

Requests are accepted. And this book might contain chats,one shots,scenarios and um...lemons :D

"Dragon Breath! The Sentag are after us!" I cursed under my breath. "We'll just have to do the story introduction as we fight!" "Right! I'll introduce myself first!" The blond male jumped to his feet and began to run. "I'm Max! Let's go get them!" "Wait, Max, you're not following the plan!" The purple-haired idiot yelled, "I'm Theron by the way!" "It looks like the party started without me. Ladies, you better keep an eye on me because I'm off to win the war!" Gabe winked and grinned. "Watch out." Nirav protected you from the arrow. He smiled fondly at you before punching an enemy. "That was a terrible intro, Nirav!" Tana scolded her twin as she smiled. "I'm the sexy twin who is gonna kick some ass!" "I'm Blake. My intro is late, but I don't really care. I like fighting and killing and stuff. Yeah." He watched the Sentag's failed attack with a smirk. "Is that everyone? I feel like we're forgetting someone!" I yelled above the noise. "You're not forgetting anyone! Not get out there and kick ass!" Jesica looked up from the paper. "WAIT! YOU'RE NOT A MAIN CHARACTER! HOW'D YOU GET IN THE INTRO?" I yelled in confusion. "I AM YOUR CREATOR! I BETTER BE IN THE INTRO!" Jesica yelled back. "Fine, but hurry up! You're ruining the battle scene!" I yelled in exasperation. Jesica took a deep breath and began to talk extremely fast. "You get to fall in love with guys while fighting and being adventurous. You will meet all of them individually. Comment if you feel like it. I love to know what you think. Ah, and since you read the description, I applaud you. Give yourself a pat on the back or high five the phone screen. Now, I will also tell you that there are obvious fandoms in here for those who look for them." "Are you done yet?" I yelled with impatience. "Um," Jesica stuttered, "My cat says Hi." "Anything else?" I asked, tapping my foot. "Let the story begin!" Jesica yelled with enthusiasm. [Started 4/1/17]

It all started with a trip. Sherlock had been acting weird, and everyone thought he was just stressed, so he and John go on a trip to Fiji. Yet, what was supposed to be a relaxing vacation from the stresses of detective work only opened the door for much more stress and confusion when John begins to have strange feelings around his colleague, Sherlock Holmes. And Sherlock is still acting strange.

“I’m starting to think letting you into my home wasn’t such a good idea.” “Oh it was probably the worst thing you’ve ever done.” There was a moment’s pause before he spoke again. “Do you regret it?” “Not one bit.”

John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.

Meet Sherlock Holmes- a 15 year old sociopath; arrogant, tactless, rejected, but enjoys a life of solitude and deducing. Meet John Watson- a 15 year old footballer; quiet, popular, caring, but endures a life of isolation and oppression. A transfer from a state school, John pushes open the door of Room 22 to find the most crucial part of his life he never knew existed; a teenage boy with the mind of a philosopher, who just so happens to be able to precisely analyse every detail of John's life, whilst being able to piss everyone else off at the exact same time.

POST REICHENBACH/JOHNLOCK AU. Two years after watching the love of his life commit suicide, John Watson has faded out. Balancing between sleepless nights or facing the nightmares to see Sherlock’s face again; he knows the game is over. But he never had closure. And so, on a bleak Christmas Eve, he visits Sherlock’s grave and says what he should have said but never could. He hadn’t expected a reply; especially not this one. After two years of using the shadow of his demise as a cover to take down a terror network, Sherlock Holmes is back. With his hand hovering over the call button, he waits near his grave to catch a glimpse of John, unsure of how to come home. But one night, somebody makes it easier. The game is on. (Or should I say, “The gay is on”?) BOOK #1 of the SherlockedDoors Subcanon (shitty name, I know, but alliteration calls.) (NOTE: This does not follow the plot of series 3, it goes off in a totally different direction. Though some things have been recently updated to merge with some posts in John's blog and a couple of teasers, I started writing this AAGGGEESSS before series 3 so the reunion scene is different. Anyhow, if you like Johnlock, you'll probably like this. Enjoy!)