Oikawa just stood there, he couldn't bring himself to make out any words as he stared at the orange head. The person in front of him started to mirror his expression. They were suddenly both covered in cold sweat. "Ch-Ch-chibi-chan?" he finally manages to break out yet barely audible it's a shock Hinata even heard the words. "What are you doing here?" "Shouldn't I be asking you what you're doing at my house Grand King?!" he said looking like he was at the verge of tears. "Oh, your house" Oikawa paused until it sank in "Your house!"

At the age of 4, Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki were the bestest friends. No one would have been as close as those two. They were inseparable. When the children around them all started manifesting their quirks, both of them couldn't wait for theirs! A fortune-telling quirk manifested in their class and started to use it on everyone. The girl can see the most significant day of your entire life. It's either a good or a bad one. From marrying the love of your life to seeing the death of a family, she sees everything. Izuku got a good one. But Katsuki did not. Book cover by @Cherryplutos (This is a KatsuDeku fic once again. I hope you like it! This a multi chapter fic so stay tuned!)

"Hinata, do you like Kageyama?" "Uh.. yeah. A-As in, I like him as a teammate! A.. friend." "No, he meant like like. You know. Love." - Both Hinata and Kageyama's feelings were all over the place. Kageyama couldn't be too sure who he loved. Hinata, on the other hand, was way too sure who he loved. Someone interrupted. -x- wow it's been over a year and a half since i finished this story and it's kinda cringe... read at your own discretion lmao

'there's more than one meaning to the word waffle, you know.' - ranked 60 in kuroken start - febuary 10 2018 end - febuary 20 2018 - sophie

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

After witnessing the horrible murders of your parents at the age of 7, you haven't been the same since. You become a mute, shutting yourself out from the world, not doing much. The only company you have are the voices in your head and books. Reading became one thing you loved to do, as well as music. When you finally turn (your age), your adoptive parents try to cheer you up by taking you to the library. Once you get there, you feel a pair of eyes on you. After a week of being paranoid of everyone and everything, your foster parents go on a business trip. You know that whoever is after you, will attack soon. Will you survive the attack? Who has been watching you and what do they want with you?