Making a deal with the God of Sleep wasn't exactly on my bingo card, but neither was getting caught up in a sacrificial ritual. The four men in masks saved me only to bring me to their own church of worship, telling me I can't go home because of the debt I owe. But a pact made long ago with the God and the one they call Vessel has me questioning my trust in them, especially when the standoff-ish Vessel of Sleep, the leader of the group, seems to know something I don't. The only way to learn the truth is to delve deeper into their lives, digging up my own buried past along with it... This is a slow burn romance mystery. Warning ⚠️: talk of suicide, murder, self harm and abuse along with sexual content. I also use swear words occasionally Word count: 85,661 Sequel: Telomeres

This is a holiday special. Yandere Will Graham x Reader x Hannibal. I don't own the show, Hannibal. You are new to your FBI job and you get to work your first case alongside a special agent, Will, and his therapist, Hannibal. You three form a little friend group amongst yourselves. Eventually, you get a case in a luxurious resort during the wintertime. Unfortunately, you get snowed in with the two. It can't be too bad, right?

He kisses me, like air is the least of our worries, and like there was no risk of being seen up on the deck being so scandalous. He kisses me like he loves me, like all the heartbreak and agony in the world was vanishing around us... And suddenly my world didn't seem so tragic anymore. ------ "Imilia, leave the poor man alone." "HE HAS A NIFFLER, TINA." I huff, finally snapping over to look at her. " I don't even know what that is! He has things that I don't know that I've never seen that YOU can't show me in your books! Just let me have this." "Millie, I think... I think you're kind of forgetting what.. affect you have on people." I feel Queenie's hand on top of mine and finally calm down a bit, leaning back into my chair. "I can't... I can't help that." I drag my eyes back up to Newt. "I'm sorry I... didn't mean to. It's just.. if you're interested in magical creatures, then I really don't understand why you wouldn't be at all interested in--" "Millie," "IMILIA." "Me." I finish, finally making complete eye contact with the man beside me. I can hear Tina sigh, and her elbows hit the table as she leans forward to rub her temples. "Both of my sisters are flirting monsters."

book III | sequel to "sweet, sweet solaire" Seventeen years. Quite a lot can happen in seventeen years. People can change. Hina and Gojo take the time to get to know each other. All over again, if they have to. They do have a lot of catching up to do. After all, they weren't children anymore. [also on ao3 under @writingnorth]

➤ COMPLETED "You are made of dreams. You belong to me." "I belong to no one but myself." "We'll see." - Diagnosed with a false condition called hypersomnia, Lolita has to choose between two realms and face the most important question of all: Will she give up on the waking world? - Rated #1 in Morpheus on 08/07/22 Rated #1 in Endless on 08/13/22 Rated #1 in Sandman on 08/13/22 Rated #1 in NeilGaiman on 08/13/22 Rated #1 in DreamOfTheEndless on 09/08/22 - Start: 7th Aug 22 End: 11th Sept 22

How dysfunctional can a family get? Throw in some powers, an emotionally absent dad, raising emotionally stunted children, one of them stuck in a child's body with psychopathic tendencies and you have... The Hargreeves. Five x OC Umbrella Academy Season 1 ✅ Slow burn! Slow burn! Slow burn! note: I will be editing it!

(Gojo Satoru x Reader) Deep inside a secret garden, situated just in the outskirts of Tokyo, there is a temple who houses a goddess for those who fight in the dark and cleanse this world of curses. On the night of December, a still born Gojo Satoru came to the world. When dawn came, she who resembles the goddess was born. The heavens made a divine intervention. ❀Credits to : Gege Akutami, the author of Jujutsu Kaisen❀

POV: You're an undergraduate student working in Film production and get the opportunity to work for a famous film director, Mark Tuscan. While working as his intern to learn all there is about movie making, you meet one of the cast members, Henry Cavill. Authors note: in this story, actor Timothee Chalamet is depicted as villainous. Apologies to all his fans. (・_・;) I'm sure he's a great guy.

It's a mystery how exactly you got to the point that you owe the devil himself so many favors. You won't tell a soul, and he seems to enjoy keeping the reason behind it all a mystery. So if the Devil tells you to jump, you ask how high. If the Devil tells you to run, you ask how far. If he tells you to follow him, then you will, all the way to hell and back.

Dorothy Monroe is a petite woman with a heart too big for her chest. She's pure, kind, she looked at the world and determined all the colours of nature were miracles and needed to be remembered. She's loved photography ever since her father brought a camera home and even had a gift with the newly designed lenses ever since she could wrap her small hands around the clunks of metal. Thomas Shelby: gangster; and war hero; he reads the devils script as if it were the morning newspaper - the list will go on. I don't need to say much more, you already know him. The Shelby family, as part of Tommy's expansion plan, bought a large area of the woods on the outskirts of Small Heath, far away from the Birmingham smog, there they built safe houses and kept heavy machinery; maybe even once they kept a large crate of stolen guns, supposedly belonging to the Government. Unbeknownst to Dorothy, who stumbled around the woods (a bulky camera in hand), she had explored the woods many times, taking photos of all the things that shined bright enough, but had never come across the peculiar buildings that held many dangers. That is, of course, until she knocks upon one of the doors, ready to give an earful to whoever had built over this precious patch of land, only to come face to face with one Thomas Shelby. -loosely follows the plot of season 1- *disclaimer* I do not own the Peaky Blinders or any of Steven Knights characters, only the story of Dorothy and her own plot line. This trope is cliche and overused, but idc, I like it.