a demon, a dying boy, & fever dreams of a soul-stealing solstice.

-Back then, the Volturi had locked within the tower an angel. Their angel. He was perfect in every way, with hair a sandy blonde, eyes a shining, happy silver, skin a nice shade of beige with wings an abyss like black. He was their angel. And they ruined him for it. They killed their angel, ripped his wings so he couldn't fly away, took away his voice so he could never say he hated them for it. They were monsters to taint their angel like they have, but they couldn't see what they had done until it was too late. A body and a note was all that was left of the angel in the highest castle tower, and the vampires within the castle mourned for the light lost, and the Kings mourned for the loss of their mate.

smut, fluff, angst and everything between ➼ a collection of oneshots for my ocs, with a delicate spattering of plot (long chapters)

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too.

In which two men are married but one couldn't hold on any longer so he started writing letters to his husband. (Really short story) (COMPLETED)

Allen has lost everything he thought was important and pushed away everything else. Though the latter wasn't as willingly since his life was endangered, forcing him to hide from the world. In a last ditch attempt to protect his son, Allen's father makes plans to hand over his only offspring to a more powerful mafia, hoping to have him wed to the leader's heir. Now Allen has two important people to replace the one he lost, but will this give his tragic story a fairytale ending? [I'm shitty at descriptions, please give the story a chance]

he had a crush on this boy and it excited him. he was going to make him to fall in l o v e with him. even if it killed him. he didn't mean it literally, but the world has a funny way of mixing things up.