Bakugou is the captain of a pirate ship and sails through the sea with his crew, seeking a legendary treasure called The Seas' true love. But when they arrive on an island, he meets a young man named Kirishima, who seems to be more important than he had ever imagined... If you're reading this, please excuse the poor writing. I improve throughout my next stories :)

Kirishima always wanted to help people at a young age. He couldn't get a job before, so he resulted to using YouTube. He began his video generalized. He talked about how to deal with a loss of motivation, how to be happier, and his videos were later like Q&As where people asked him to help them with a situation, and he would make a video on it. He didn't think this type of career would get him far, but he was surprised. Now updating twice a week, and making videos with his friends, he got known for helping people. Soon enough, he gets to help one of his inspirations, ExplosionMurder Cooks and gets closer to him as a result. He gets more involved in the process, but he doesn't mind. After all, he loves helping people. (cover art by: (idk, if you know, please tell me) Enjoy!

Kirishima POV: I always feel like I am drowning. In everything. Holding my breath when things get rough, living in isolation, the muffled voice of those on the surface. But there's a different side to this. It's peaceful in the bottom of the ocean. No one can hurt me down here. It hurts, holding my breath and being so alone.... but if I dare to peak over the surface then people will see me, I'll be vulnerable, no one will like what they find. So I'll stay. And I'll drown myself here, forever. Trigger warning ⚠️ Depression Anxiety Attempted suicide Swearing Abuse Bullying Self harm This story is very triggering. Please do not read if uncomfortable Again this is my first fanfic but I'm gunna try my best! Characters belong to Horikoshi kohei.

Bakugou gets diagnosed with leukemia- blood cancer. Since he doesn't have a donor, he doesn't see much reasoning in his life and turns away from anyone and anything that ever made him happy. Until one day, someone steps inside with a good message...

Katsuki Bakugou was born and raised in The Outskirts, a slum city of thousands upon thousands of people living in poverty, abandoned and ignored by the royal family for decades. Hundreds are on the brink of starvation, and with winter closing in, the risk of hypothermia and death is higher than ever. Angered by the fact that as citizens the slum-dwellers aren't given what they rightfully deserve as human beings, Katsuki decides to take matters into his own hands and take what they should be given to begin with, and the only sure place that has plenty of what they need is the royal palace itself. But what happens when Katsuki is caught, and forced to be supervised by none other than the prince himself, who's seemingly much too infatuated by the phenomenon of soulmates? --- The original description didn't save so here's a crappier one, yay :-) --- This is more or less an experiment and whether or not this story stays/continues depends on reader response, so please give me your feedback! ♥ --- Soulmate au Yes, the title is from Chlorine by Twenty One Pilots.

{TodoDeku Soulmate Au} 𝙏𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎: Mentions of assault, suicide, as well as other mature themes. Read with caution. //Arc One: Complete// //Arc Two: Complete// Good times. Bad times. Horrors. And wonders. Shoto Todoroki has seen it all, from JFK's assassination to the end of slavery and discrimination. He's seen the rise and fall of the great Alexander Hamilton, he's seen, he's lived through countless wars. Shoto Todoroki has been through it all. After being alive for more than two centuries you learn to grow numb to the pain, you grow numb to watching all your loved ones die before you. So what did Shoto Todoroki think about this whole soulmate crap? It was full of shit. If you meet your soulmate you'll be able to live again, you grow, you die. But when you don't? You'll end up like Shoto Todoroki. Everything in his life was nothing but darkness and despair . . . Until he meets Izuku, a very peculiar boy with a twisted path of his own. So when these two meet, will it be enough to break Shoto's 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚?

{Rewritten} Lance McClain always felt like he was cursed from birth. Being diagnosed with Sickle Cell Anemia was hard enough; but due to a serious medical error, Lance received an infected blood transfusion. Now his already short life span has been shortened, wearing down on his mind. After stumbling in the hallway of the hospital, Lance meets Keith Kogane- who instantly takes interest in him. **Rated Mature for: graphic sexual content, mature language, potentially triggering depictions of mental disorders**

Keith was in and out of the hospital for all of his life. He often snuck out of his room to wander the halls in an attempt to stifle his boredom. When he was ten years old, he found a boy in a coma-and he happened to be around his age. He would often talk to him about his day and bring him toys. But one day, the boy was gone without a trace. Lance was nine years old when he was in a major car accident. His injuries were extensive and he was put into a medically-induced coma. When he woke up, he recovered fully and returned home. Seven years later, he suddenly remembers a certain voice that spoke to him while he was under. Book cover and Acts 1-4 covers made by: That-Other-One **Rated Mature for: sexual content, mature language, drug abuse, potentially triggering depictions of mental disorders including the topic of suicide**

Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? Alert: this is a repost I'm not stealing others work!!!!

on a bustling street of new york city, there's a small coffee shop called the midnight café. that's where i, nico diangelo, work the night shift. the night does not love me or speak to me, she is quiet. she merely harbors me and the souls of those with nothing left, our only comfort being a cup of coffee on a rainy night. but him? the sun adores him. she leaves kisses on his nose and cheeks and covers him in freckles. she adorns him with a crown of gold. she loves him because his smile could turn nectar into honey and ice into water. she follows him wherever he goes, bringing light with her. the sun looks good on him. [#1 in solangelo 7/25/19]