Tips & Tricks to Survive the Broom Closet: Those who hide their true magickal identities from friends & family are known as dwellers in "the broom closet". Many who work with magick and witchcraft feel the need to constantly hide their practices, often keeping this way of life a precious secret for many years - even a whole lifetime. While it's always better to be out of the closet, for those who can't find a way out this is the Book of Shadows you need. This is my personal book of shadows, which means it starts with the very basic information for beginners, all the way up to the lesser known, more complex practices that I know about. In it, I provide links to useful articles and websites so you can conduct more in-depth research of your own. Along the way I also provide some helpful information on surviving and thriving in the broom closet. I hope it can be of use to you. Blessed be.

As you've grown up your life has never been easy. You've struggled with the loss of your father and the poor relationship with your mother. After many years of struggling you're offered a place at Death Weapon Meister Academy. There you are to be trained as a meister to help keep the world in balance and safe from kishins. While you're attending you come across many challenges and come face to face with a wizard. You also meet a rather charming rich kid who goes by the name Death The Kid. He is Lord Death's son. What will come of you two meeting? Love possibly? How will you face the world of witches and kishins?

•°•Modern AU•°• Popularity. Money. Looks. Intelligence. Y/n had everything she wanted, but so did her rival. What will happen if they end up stuck with each other? ~I don't own any characters~ ~You own yourself xD~ ~I only own the plot~

♕ 2nd place Winner of the 2016 HxHWattyAwards ♕ ----------------------------------------------------- Have you ever wanted to be seen? Most people would raise their voice until recognized. Then, if still unnoticed, some would even go to physical contact. Maybe even a push or pull would be necessary to turn them around and look at you. If one was still getting ignored, some people could grow desperate. If one was very desperate, and I mean extremely desperate, one could even go so far as to run into oncoming traffic. Then someone would have to see you then, right? I've been that desperate. I still have yet to be seen. I 'm invisible. Most people would think they're dead. A ghost. But I knew that I was alive. I had proof. Thump. Thump. Thump. That thing in my chest called a heart is what's telling me I'm alive. The constant rhythm acted as a comforting reminder. If I were only to exist never to be seen or ever interact with humanity, what was the point? A meaningless life is worse than no life at all, don't you think? But since I can't do anything about it, I'm forced wander around without purpose. Bound to watch the world pass by me like a speck of dust floating in the air. Then one fateful day, I met a boy with spiky hair and a heart of gold. He looked at me. For the first time, someone saw me. From that moment, everything changed. ------------------------------------------------------ The story takes place a few years after the show has ended. You and Gon are both around the age of fifteen. I'm going to give some features of what you look like for the sake of the story, so I hope you're okay with that. You're going to be able to insert your name still, so I hope you like it. ------------------------------------------------------ I do not own: • hunter X hunter •any of the characters This story is a fan fiction and therefore my fantasy world in words