Keith Kogane, muted love

Nico di Angelo just wanted peace after the war. However, the Fates just had to mess that up and throw a prophecy at him. Now he has to join a team called the Avengers. Avengers are all at the new Avenger's tower, just trying to learn to be a team, when Fury decides to put a kid on there team, everything is going to take a turn for the worst. Monsters are rising again with two new leaders to take another try at destroying the world. All Characters and setting go to Rick Roridan and Marvel

Just because the war is over doesn't mean the battle has ended. And as we all know, as the battle goes on, the soul grows weary. And as the soul grows weary, the mind gives up. [Solangelo/Avengers crossover.] . . . ☆grammar ☆angst ☆and finally some fųckin plot amiright fellas??

After being cheated by his once loyal boyfriend, Will Solace with Percy Jackson, Nico regrets every feeling he's ever felt for the son if Apollo and detested every moment he thought Percy was truly a good person. He runs away from Camp and everyone else he's ever known, with the plan to never return. When an opportunity presents itself to him, he sees it as a great choice and accepts his new position among some other warriors. ~~~~~~~~~~ Takes place a year or so after Blood of Olypmus, this is fanfiction so don't get angry at me. Trials of Apollo never happened. Most of my facts probably aren't in place so bear with me. Canon Characters ARE NOT MINE THEY BELOND TO RICK RIORDAN AND HIS COMPANIES, KEEP THAT IN MIND. COVER ART IS NOT MINE

After finding happiness in Camp Half-blood, Nico di Angelo is once again ripped out of his old life. This Time, he finds himself in Gotham City, the most dangerous City in the US, without any advice or note by the Gods. In Gotham, he is taken in by billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne, who rarly has any time for him or his 4 other children, yet Nico still likes it there. But as he spends more and more Time in the Mansion, he starts to get suspicious. Why is no one in the Mannor in the Middle of the Night? How come Nico gets Nightmares about the City's hero's dying, although he didn't even meet any of them? The World's greatest defective on the other Hand also doesn't trust his new Ward. How come he doesn't know anything about the culture of the last few years? Why doesn't he talk about his past? Why does Nico have so may scars? ▪-▪-▪-▪-▪-▪-▪ I'm not that good at writing summaries, so just read the first few chapters and see for yourself. Also, this was originally planned as a young Justice FF, they will defnetly take a part in this. (After Season 2, the Mountan wasn't blown up, Nightwing returned after 7 Months) Bruce is 46 Barbara is 24 Dick is 22 Jason is 19 Cass is 17 Tim is 17 Nico is 16 Damian is 12 Started:08.12.19 Published: 02.04.20 Finished:

(I own the cover) What if Nico wandered out of the hotel by himself before he and Bianca were supposed to be taken out? What if he accidentally shadow traveled to Gotham City? What if he met the Joker there and was adopted by him? (Warnings: cursing, violence, gore, torture, death, and experimentation on human) Don't worry, Nico will be a happy boy in this! But he will be facing many hardships and pain.

Pillars, are the top-ranked and most powerful swordsmen among the Demon Hunters in the Demon Killing Corps who serve as its elite warriors. It has been known throughout all the Demon Hunters that currently there are nine pillars. Flame. Water. Wind. Rock. Sound. Mist. Snake. Love. Insect. Tanjirō, on his search of the Dance of the Fire God, went to ask one of the Pillars, Shinobu Kochō, or the Insect Pillar. After that, he found out the existence of the tenth pillar. Who might this hidden pillar be? Cherry blossoms, represent the impermanent nature of life. Not only is the beauty of the flowers short and sweet, the trees themselves are also short-lived. But there are contradictory meanings as well. Cherry blossoms symbolize both birth and death, beauty and violence. Sakurajima Chihiro. Strong, beautiful, gentle and kind, yet conflicted. Living her life by the mercy of 'death' himself made her life miserable, dark, and empty. Walking the dark path, together with her childhood friend, the stoic Water Pillar, Tomioka Giyū, unconsciously, they support each other. Both giving a tiny ray of hope to each other. Giyū, overcome with guilt of his own incompetence, buried his feeling for the Blossom Pillar deep inside his heart. Gripping their own swords inside their heart, they both pursue the same enemy, holding the same feelings, walk the same path, loathing the same foe. Yet, they continue to contradict their own hearts, closing their ears to each other's screams.

Authors Note: Keiths parents are not bases off of JD and Veronica from Heathers. I know I make a lot of heather references in this but I swear they're different people. Please stop commenting about it. Basically welcome to angst land. This story is about Keith Kogane who sadly, lives in an abusive house hold. His dad Jason a raging alcoholic and his mother Veronica who is basically is sleeping with a different man every night. Keith sees nothing good in this word, his parents hate him, school hates him, he only has one friend and he isn't even at school most of the time. He doesn't see anything good in life... Until he meets Lance. At first he hated Lance. He even denied liked him. But soon enough. He comes around. // WARNING//: THIS FANFIC WILL INCLUDE TALKING AND DESCRIBING SELF-HARM, DEPRESSION AND SUICIDE/CHARACTER DEATH. IF YOU DONT WANT TO READ ABOUT THAT I HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU DONT READ THIS.

Levi and the rest of the Scouting Legion/Survey Corps are archeologists. During an excavation in the remains of the ancient Wall Maria they unearthed a huge crystal formation, which they then discover an encased body (Eren) after it was extracted and polished. The whole crew were ecstatic with their discovery, Hanji most especially. Somehow along the line Levi developed an attachment to the sleeping figure encased within. Link: http://snkkink.dreamwidth.org/2124.html?thread=2124620

Grisha taught Eren to mourn the dead, but Carla taught him to sing for them with hope and respect for who they were. Her culture had made an art out of mourning, so many songs and rituals and burning sweet smelling things and offerings, but when they could do nothing else to offer they sang. Especially for those who've done wrong, in hope they would learn better in the next life. And oh, what beautiful singing it was. Link: http://snkkink.dreamwidth.org/2124.html?thread=1900620#cmt1900620