➭ 𝗞𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗞𝗲𝗻 ➭ 𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝗹𝘁𝗮 𝗱𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 ➭ 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗼 :: ➨ 𝘀𝗼𝗮𝗽 - 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗮 ⤳ Illegal Fights !AU ➨ 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀 - 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗮 ⤳ Dark Academia !AU - Demon !AU ➭ 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 :: 2 ➭ 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘁𝗼 :: 𝗰𝗿𝘆𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 (𝗱𝗲𝗹𝘂𝘅𝗲 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻) - 𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘇 ➭ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 :: 𝟬𝟭/𝟭𝟮/𝟮𝟮 ➭ 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 :: 𝗼𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗽𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗻𝘂𝘀, 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟲 ➭ 𝗧𝗪 :: segnalati sempre all'inizio delle storie

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Harley-Blair Thompson is afraid to speak... Parker Sorrisi is afraid to love... She has a personality disorder and he doesn't know. A slightly awkward tale of how two very different yet totally compatible people fell in what they refuse to call love. All Parker wants to do is finish sixth form and travel to Italy to attend the best Fine Art University in the world. He doesn't plan on falling for the enigmatic Harley-Blair but, alas, he's drawn to her like a magnet to metal. Harley-Blair is still dealing with the sudden death of her father and is trying to navigate her way through her first year of sixth form. But everything changes when she meets the boy of her dreams, Parker. The boy who gets her to talk. The boy who listens when everyone else shuts their ears. He's the moon to her stars. They complement each other so well. And they realise it now. They never want this to end. Perfect for fans of The Fault in Our Stars by John Green, Everyday by David Levithan, and All the Bright Places by Jennifer Niven. A coming of age story about finding yourself through insecurities, peer pressure, and first love. 🤍 3rd place 2021 Big Dipper award in the teen fiction category! 🤍 featured on the @storiesundiscovered reading list! 🤍 #5 in #younglove, #3 in #undiscovered out of 1.60k stories

❝𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧, 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨. 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.❞ ❦ "What are you doing in my fridge?" I immediately grabbed my knife strapped to my thigh and pointed it at the person behind me's throat. "Seriously?" I whispered. He wasn't even fazed by the fact that I could've easily slit his throat. He just stood there, hands behind his back. "And why aren't you wearing any pants?" he asks looking me up and down. He places his hand on my shoulder, shoving me out of the way. I stumbled, almost falling. "Cause yours wouldn't fit," I say trying to shove him back but he didn't budge. He raised a brow at me as he grabbed a water bottle. "I think your ass is to fat," I grin looking him up and down. "Gimme a little twirl, let me see," I wink at him and he stares at me in aware, eyes wide. "You just-" he cuts himself off with a little head tilt. "You're a troubled little girl, aren't you?" he teases, opening his water bottle. "So I've heard," I smile. ❦ MATURE SCENES !! ⚠ HIGHEST RANKINGS 🏆 #1 mentaldisorder #1 stripper #1 badasswomen #1 mentalhospital #1 lying #1 dancer #1 stubbornness #1 fighting #1 thedevil #1 strong-female-character

➭ 𝗞𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗛𝗶𝗻𝗮 ➭ 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗮 ➭ 𝗠𝗢𝗕! 𝗔𝗨 ➭ Kageyama è sempre stato un corvo. Un animale notturno, solitario, mistico quasi, che scandisce la vita degli altri e sopravvive nella desolazione. Non ha molto per cui vivere, la sua vita non è stata facile, far parte della mafia non lo rende felice, sembrano quasi annoiarlo, la morte e la distruzione che porta. Tutti chinano lo sguardo di fronte a lui, lo rispettano, lo ammirano. Nessuno gli vuole bene, però. Nessuno gli tiene testa. Nessuno gli risponde. L'unico è un ragazzino, un prigioniero rapito che Kageyama, secondo l'ordine che gli hanno dato, dovrebbe torchiare e uccidere. Lui non china la testa. Lui guarda Kageyama dritto negli occhi. Qualche volta, addirittura, qualche volta gli sorride. ➭ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 :: 𝟰𝟬.𝟭𝟯𝟬 ➭ 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 :: 𝗗𝗮𝗶𝗦𝘂𝗴𝗮 ➭ 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘁𝗼 :: 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲, 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 - 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗶𝗺𝗼𝘆𝗮, 𝘀𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗮 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝗱 ➭ 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 :: 𝟬𝟮/𝟬𝟱/𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 ➭ 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 :: 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟴 ➭ 𝗧𝗪 :: explicit smut/graphic violence

➭ 𝗞𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂 ➭ 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗮 ➭ 𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗡 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗢𝗟 !𝗔𝗨 ➭ Katsuki Bakugō è sempre stato tagliato per lo studio. È intelligente, brillante, probabilmente il migliore. Odia la socialità, odia perdere tempo, sa che cosa vuole e sa come ottenerlo, non gli è mai importato nulla di tutto ciò che non riguardasse i suoi stretti interessi personali. Il problema di Katsuki Bakugō, però, è che anche se ha previsto tutta la sua vita e tutti i suoi obiettivi, dimentica sempre di aggiungere il fattore "persone" ai suoi innumerevoli calcoli. Perchè le persone li rovinano, i tuoi piani, soprattutto quelle con i capelli rossi e il sorriso smagliante che sembrano fatte apposta per destabilizzare tutte le tue certezze. ➭ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 :: 180.192 ➭ 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘁𝗼 :: 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗮 - 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗲𝘆 ➭ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 :: 𝟮𝟯/𝟬𝟮/𝟮𝟮 ➭ 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 :: 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗞𝗮𝗺𝗶, 𝗜𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗼, 𝗠𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗝𝗶𝗿𝗼𝘂 ➭ 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 :: 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟱 ➭ 𝗧𝗪 :: explicit smut

It was a normal school week, no particular expectations, just the threaded thoughts of actually getting up every morning. Until, whispers passing down from people to people, which eventually came to Kazuha's ear, about a group of new students entering their school. Terror struck, bones were broken, and crimson red dribbled, as the same had met blue. And worse, feelings were being caught. ... Total Word Count; ... • School AU • Hope the people that requested this will enjoy it 😔😔 • SLOW BURN ASF • Nothing too graphic,, yet

Mikasa liked Eren, and Sasha liked Mikasa. Mikasasha(Mikasa x Sasha) | AOT | Fluff? | Highschool au | ENG

Kirishima is a violinist with growing fame, but he always thought that he'd become popular through the orchestras in Chiba. When a celebrity pianist makes a new debut in Chiba, Kirishima is asked to play with him during one of his concerts. Of course, Kirishima is honoured, but is using someone else's fame to get famous right? Well, this celebrity pianist saw nothing wrong with that after a while. Maybe he'd get something more than fame too? (cover art by : (idk, please tell me if you know the artist ;-; )

There are very few fanfics about pieck x yelena, which is my comfort ship. So yeah, here we are. ⚠️This story could contain SPOILERS about season 4 of the anime or recent chapters of the manga⚠️ I'm sorry for making grammar mistakes. English is not my first language. :/ I hope you'll still like it.