okay first story I've ever written so sorry if it sucks :) , and I decided to write these because like none exist. I will be writing whatever comes into my head and I'll update when I get an idea.

some smut ya know it's 2019 and the homestucks are still here with some motherfucking x readers ;o) [ALSO IF YOU KNOW ME IRL *coUGH R E Y COUGH* plEASE DO N O T READ THIS!!] cover photo: rialexian on instagram

[beware, i wrote this when i was 14-15, logic may disappear in some moments] Izuku Midoriya, a shy, timid boy with a yet happy and cheerful personality. Karma, the man that could make the devil shudder in fear. _____________________________________________________________________________________ After realising that society saw everything in only black and white; it's either you are a Villain, a Hero or nothing, Izuku's dream of becoming a Hero slowly dissolved. Instead, he wanted to change the world. To him, it didn't matter who the person was. If they needed help, they got help. If they did something bad, they suffered the consequences. Simple. That way, he earned himself the name 'Karma'. Karma was a man, that didn't hesitate to kill or hurt if it meant to avenge the dead or protect civilians. Many, especially Heroes, had twisted opinions on him, seeing that he was still a killer to the law. Yet, he managed to change their options when the USJ attack occurred. Still, there were a lot that wanted to arrest and charge him for murder, breaking the law and god knows what. But there were also those, who took a slight liking in the Vigilante. Later on, Karma would prove himself even more. He would find out informations about the Villains and hand them to the Heroes. Some were highly suspicious as to how he found those informations. But what do you do, when suddenly said Vigilante turns up on your doorstep, bleeding furiously and slowly losing consciousness? You take care of him, of course! Or at leat that's, what Aizawa does. However, what do you do, when you find out that the famous Vigilante is no older than sixteen? When he is just a kid? Yeah, Aizawa doesn't know either. [Cover art by me.] [Currently on hiatus. for more info read latest chapter.]

[Completed] This is a Valentino x Reader fanfiction. The reader (You) is a female. Also this is going to be published on Valentine's day 2/14/2020 how cool it that!? hazbin hotel does not belong too more nor does the characters. please enjoy

Y/N a gifted young girl went on a camping trip with her friends to relax after exams, when you all heard legends of a creature guardian of the jungle. But none of you knew the creature was real... and it was watching. And now it had its eyes on Y/N, and it is coming. If any of your friends survive is up to you now, can you escape this creature? Or will it take you and destroy the life you had. Because now you are in his world and the hunt is on. { I do not own any of the art work, all credit goes to the artists}

After being kidnapped and thrown into a VRMMORPG, 17-year-old Suzuki Mato must find the line between his real and in-game personalities before it kills him. ***** Following the death of his popular online persona, seventeen-year-old Suzuki Mato decides it's time to retire from professional VR gaming. However, his plans are abruptly cut short when he's kidnapped from his high school and forced to be a guinea pig for Genaco Gaming, the world's largest esports and entertainment company. Armed with nothing but his wit and a new online persona, he's thrown headfirst into the virtual reality of "Live No Evil," a VRMMORPG littered with overpowered bosses, secretive NPCs, and backstabbing gods. His mission? Find a way to conquer this new world and get back at the company that took over his life, all while avoiding 'Parallel' -- a condition that would make it impossible to separate his real and virtual personalities. Because in a world obsessed with VR gaming, Parallel means death, and Suzuki just doesn't have time for that... [Parallel Vol. 1 & Vol. 2 out now, Vol. 3 coming soon] Content/Trigger Warning: some transphobic language

"Oh honey fuckboys are gonna be fuck boys"

Harry has lived a long and fulfilling life as a wizard, and he is ready to pass on when his time comes. Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, Harry was happy with the way things turned... That is, until, he finds out the truth and gains his strange...inheritance. With a little help from Death, Fate, Time, Life, and even Lady Hecate herself, he's able to fix the wrongdoings of his past. Maybe even find new friends and family. Who knows? For Harry, luck is all he needs. -- This is a Harry Potter fanfiction that contains slash between Harry Potter and Tom Riddle/Voldemort. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HARRY POTTER RELATED, NOR AM I CLAIMING TO! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!

A book of my crap headcanons. Don't like, don't read. This is my first time making a headcanon book, so yeah, bear with me. ART ISN'T MINE

When a deadly disease ravages the town of Holmsley, Frankie and her friends find themselves trapped inside a military-blockaded quarantine zone. ***** A story that was first published in 2014 and feels more relevant than ever. Fifteen-year-old Frankie and her friends must find their way out of quarantine if they want to survive. As the body count rises, Frankie realizes that this is no ordinary quarantine and no one is coming to help. Once infected, the sick become crazed and violent, while fear turns other survivors to savages. And who or what are the mysterious figures Frankie keeps seeing around town? It seems she'll have to unravel the dark truth behind it all if she wants to get out alive... Content and/or trigger warning: This story describes disease outbreaks and contains scenes of violence, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]