A book about your boy, Eddie and Venom

It's not Mister it's Doctor

art i guess

Tsuna hated his powers of control over people, absolutely despised it, but he would never wish to give it to anyone else, someone who would definitely take advantage of it. The world should be damn happy that he's such a nice individual and not want to watch it burn to the ground. No pairings

Tsuna smiled as he listened to his fellow classmates whisper about him behind his back, Cursed-Tsuna, that's what they called him. After all, all those that interacted with him had fallen to their doom and it was only worse for those that dared mess with him. So he wondered how long the baby called Reborn would last, dark!Tsuna and universe. Eventual R27

The uninhabited house was settled in a nice neighborhood, untouched for years, no one ever living inside. But one day, a sold sign was listed in front and a group of eight walked in to live at their new home. The problem is that the so-called abandoned house wasn't so abandoned and never was. No pairing. Tsuna and Arcobaleno centric

Peter takes a step forward. Breathes. Peers down to the busy streets, trying to ignore the steady pounding of his heart, drowning and drowning his mind's cries. He's tired. He's so, so tired. Just another step, and he'll... fall. He's so, so, so close to the edge, that if he just leans- "Kid?" Peter startles. He turns, eyes wide and movements stiff. "Mr Stark."

Reborn is the wind. Sly and discreet; calm when peaceful, turbulent when angered. He is unable to be caught or chained down in the slightest. Perhaps that is why when someone, a Vongola, of all people, is able to claim Reborn as their element, they are incredulous. "How did you manage to trap the wind?" Their only response is a smile, just as Sawada Tsunayoshi ponders. 'Since when has Reborn ever been the wind?' --- + cover by @-idxris ,, thank you so much!!

"I couldn't save him. I couldn't save Tony." The words taste like ash. All he can see is the blood painting his hands like a canvas-an artwork of chaos and sin. But May's fingers are soothing, threading into his hair gently as she presses a kiss to his temple. It's an action he is familiar with, but he knows, deep down, that for May... It's a lifetime ago since she has had to care for a child. And for that, he couldn't help but feel betrayed; for Tony had left him in this world he no longer recognised. or In the aftermath of Endgame and Tony's sacrifice, Peter comes home to May. And they grieve. Together. --- + cover picture is not mine.