|1ST PLACE IN HISOKA FOR HUNTERXHUNTER WATTYS| Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who lived in a magical kingdom. The princess was as fair as she was kind. When she was born, a horrible witch put a curse on her. To save her life, the princess was forced to live in a tower that no man was able to set foot in. The princess was lonely and she sang her heart out everyday. A prince heard her beautiful songs and was mesmerized. Eventually he climbed up the tower and defeated the witch, and they lived happily ever after. That's the story people want to hear. That's the story that they are familiar with; that they want to happen. They want to read about righteousness and chivalry, of heroes and heroines, of how good always triumphs over evil. I am no princess; I am an Empress. My kingdom is not magical, there are no fairies, no magic, no happily-ever afters. My kingdom was built on death, and suffering, and the endless tears and screams of the fallen. There is no good in Heaven's Arena. There is the strong, and the weak; and the strong are called Gods. It's not an evil curse that traps me in this tower, but my own stupidity; and it won't be a prince that rescues me - but the joker. I will not have a happily-ever after, it is my repentance for my sin. I dared to challenge the so called Gods... And I won. - |Started: May 2016 || Complete uwu |

After losing everything, Caden stumbles into the territory of a lion pride. But not any lion pride, it's Ajax' pride. Ajax is a typical alpha male: cocky, overly confident and when he wants something he does everything to get it. And as soon as he sets his eyes on Caden, he knows that he has to have him. But Caden isn't fond of being owned and doesn't hesitate to use his claws. After all, he's a cougar and cougars tend to keep to themselves. Don't they?

With a quirk that allows one to become invisible and hide in the shadows, it's pretty easy for Sumire Eto to fly under the radar as an underground hero. Known of by many but actually recognized by few, she becomes a much more familiar hero when she started working for U.A. High School. The students grow to admire the emerging hero and her fascinating quirk, but it has a dark side in the shadows of the hero and villain realm, and it is a darkness she cannot hide from any longer. With the help of an odd and elusive hero, Sumire finally needs to attack the shadows head on and claim her quirk and hero identity as her own. And perhaps fall in love while she's at it... *WARNING* this story will contain manga SPOILERS from the series through the School Festival arc *WARNING* RANKINGS SEPTEMBER 2019: #1 in "aizawaxoc" #1 in "bokunoheroacademia" #1 in "shota" #2 in "shotaaizawa" [thank you all for the love thus far ♥️] [All BNHA characters belong to the rightful owners; I only own my original character Sumire Eto and elements of the storyline.]

Kei Tsukishima didn't expect much of his volleyball trip to Tokyo. In fact, he expected nothing of it. The team was going to be staying with the boys from Nekoma High for half a month - a sort of low-budget summer training camp. Tsuki could think of much better ways to spend his summer, but he didn't. It was summer. He wasn't supposed to be thinking at all. Of course, Tsuki might have been right about his expectation of the Tokyo trip. Tsuki was almost always right. But then again, he had been assigned to none other than Tetsurō Kuroo, the captain of the Nekoma High volleyball team, and so, of course, this time he was wrong. He was so wrong.

"Hold me close, don't let go, watch me burn...In this Hospital for Souls." "...the one thing that is absolutely awful about being a reaper is the eyesight problems that come with it, he has decided. Even now, in the sunlight (the accursed sunlight, almost burning through his excuse for a skin), holding the stupid list two inches from his damn face, he is still having difficulty reading the names. "Jarrod Fineman," he murmurs aloud, still squinting at the paper. "Aged twenty five. Died on the 12th of March, 1894; cause of death... butter knife to the heart." His nose wrinkles as he connects the dots; the butter knife with the butler, the butler with the demon, the demon with the earl. It was evident - a business deal gone wrong, which had resulted in Jarrod's rather ignorant move to attempt to shoot Ciel Phantomive. The demon had moved without hesitation; the reaper had watched as he tore the man's throat open, while at the same time skewering him in the chest. Phantomhive looked on, completely unfazed, as the crimson blood pooled on the floor of the magnificent palace that he liked to call a mansion. Afterwards, he cleared his throat, and said to the butler: 'Clean it up. I have other business to attend to." Sebastian Michaelis had bowed dutifully at the waist, his demeanor totally serious. "Yes, my Lord." He had watched as Michaelis so very carefully mopped the floor, almost as if he were in cheerful ignorance about the corpse in front of him. He could not have known about the reaper in the room with him already, with his own strict expression, his wicked scythe in the form of a heavy axe. Watching him, ever moment that had unfolded, whilst judging the dead man secretly. He had already sent him to Hell..."

"And there's no room In This Hell, but there's no room in the next." ... Grace Harcourt is a bachelorette, and a very esteemed one at that; the only issue is, she seems to have trouble with doing what she is told, and also, holding her tongue. The black sheep of the family? Maybe. However, when she becomes acquainted with Gregory Violet, a bachelor in his own right and a master artist, she begins to entrust herself to him -- this man, so different, so cold, yet so capable of something else, something more. But is this the happy ending that Grace is looking for? Or is there something else lurking in the shadows that threatens to ruin everything? (cover by @violinfreakk) NOTE: This story was first published on the ninth of April 2015 -- meaning that any information that has been fabricated may conflict with subsequent chapters of the manga. Please remember this!

"I will wait, dear. A Patient of Eternity, my crush. A universal still, no rust." ... Charlotte has always had a rather morbid obsession with death. After losing her father at a tender age, and her mother some years later, Charlotte is left all alone in the world with no one to depend on. That is, until she meets the Undertaker, the man who deals with death as though it is the most beautiful part of life. Under his tuition, she begins to learn the secrets of his dark trade -- and in turn, also begins to question whether or not the man she is slowly falling in love with is entirely human... (cover by @violinfreakk ) NOTE: This story was first published on the sixth of August 2013 -- meaning that any information which has been fabricated may conflict with subsequent chapters of manga. Please remember this!

11 yr old Harry misses the Hogwarts Express. Snape is sent to find out why. What he finds changes any preconceived notions he might have had about the Boy-Who-Lived. AU, manipulative!Dumbledore, DE's, Voldy, but no horcruxes.

Voldemort won the first war. Harry is happy to live as an unnoticed squib at Hogwarts. Unfortunately, visions and rebels don't allow that and Harry soon catch the attention of the dark lord.