Y/N L/N - Young and energetic Hydro Catalyst user. In order to escape her old life and arranged marriage, she gets invited to join the Fatui by the Tsaritsa herself. Getting the role of an assistant, Y/N is going to experience ups and downs of being in the Fatui, and who knows, maybe she'll even find her true love? Overall, this book is meant to be somewhat adventurous and easy to read. I always take criticism, so feel free to message me your ideas and thoughts!

•#1 in 'hetalia' 8/16/18• "This school takes a select few students from many different countries of our world. They pick out which ones might be suitable. Ones that can make friends, that can handle intense situations. They put them all together, as representative ambassadors for their country, in hopes that they will get along." Hana's face darkens. "As for why, well... The government is anticipating a chaotic war to break out between countries. A third World War, to be exact." I let this information sink in. Was this what the sea bombings were about? They covered it up, I knew that. I just never thought it could be this severe. "So," I start. "They're hoping to gather youth from different countries, have them act legally as ambassadors, and hope that peace between them will steer towards peace between their countries?" "Precisely. And that's why we need social students like you to do the job that adults seemingly can't." I shake my head in disbelief. "But wait, why are you sharing this information with me?" Hana smiles. "I do believe that you are our best candidate."

Darko has been harrassing you lately, and you have had enough. But how do you get back at someone like him? Luckily for you, he has a deepseated secret The reader is genderneutral in this story

"Does this world really have a goddess? If so, then why isn't she here? Why does she leave me to suffer? I see no light. All around, the only thing I can make out is darkness." ~ An Anne fanfic detailing her time trapped in Pandoria. Cover art by me! #1 in #starstable - 10/12/20 #1 in #soulriders - 4/11/21

❝ Up until now, we've kept at it, right? ❞ ✁・・・・・・・・・・ Minori lived her life like any other teenager. She was increasingly bold and adventurous, exploring the world of adolescence with vigor and enthusiasm. There was one thing Itaru shared with her- a love for video games. Slight! AU [LOL I changed some canon stuff] 「 A3!- act! addict! actors! 」 [UNEDITED]

3 years ago, the darkness engulfed the island of Jorvik. Darko took over full control and ruled over the defeated Jorvik. Since the loss of the Soul Riders against Garnok's Generals, they disappeared trackless. While Darko was destroying innocent lives on Jorvik, a small group of Druids which survived the great battle recruited new people to fight alongside them. Darko is doing everything within his power to find and stop the rebellion, but remained unsuccessful. One day a young girl came into the vision of the rebellion and became the spark of hope in the darkest of times. Will she be the girl to save Jorvik? Or will she be the reason for Jorvik's doom because she fall's for the wrong person? Artwork belongs to: cou.shadow (Instagram)

"𝓎𝑜𝓊 , 𝓉𝑜𝒹𝑜𝓇𝑜𝓀𝒾 , 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑔𝑜 𝒹 𝑜 𝓀 𝒾 𝒹 𝑜 𝓀 𝒾." "𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰." In which you anonymously fawn over Todoroki Shouto. - [ gn!reader | textfic | quirkless au ] - highest rankings: #1 in #shoutotodoroki #5 in #textfic #11 in #todorokishouto started: july 4, 2018 finished: july 4, 2019

A retelling of Pizza's backstory as told from the POV of Whiskey. And Whiskey, wily fox that he is, has quite a different, and not to mention -far- naughtier, take on things.

Kurogiri makes a chat to keep all of his illegitimate children at bay

[Y/N], an assassin with a demon butler, who is known for always being succesful. What could go wrong when you get the mission to kill two rich boys? ~ You took your gun out of your leather belt and loaded it quickly, careful not to make a sound while doing so. Lifting it up, you pointed it at the dark haired boy, but as soon as you placed your finger on the trigger you felt a presence behind you. You had no time to respond as you already felt the cold metal of a blade on your throat. You gasped slightly in shock, you had not expected to be caught. A muscular chest pressed against your back and your neck, the person - you assumed a male - pulling you closer and put more presure on the blade. "Put the gun down, milady." • The story isn't edited so mistakes may occur •