Floss's life is shattered when her brother is brutally killed, thrusting her into the dangerous world of the Cleaners in the wastelands. Amidst thievery, death, and the ever-present threat of madness, she finds an unexpected spark of love. But can this budding romance heal her broken mind, or will she succumb to the deathly habits that surround her? Set before the events of Rudo's arc. *Disclaimer: Fanfiction- I do not own Gachiakuta*

"The beasts whose blood flows black, threatens our blessed world! Fear the prophecy! Fear the two humans born of the angel's eggs!" That was the prophecy that Mel had heard since she was a child. Two humans that held the power to destroy the Gaslight District and drive away the gift of never ending life... and she just happened to be one of them. Ken always told her to stay quiet, keep her head down, and kill anyone who got too curious. And she had. Over and over. But secrets were heavy, and Mel was sick of dragging theirs around. She wanted answers-about where she came from, and more importantly, about the other human the prophecy warned of. She didn't have to look for long. Their latest heist of stealing an angel's egg from Heaven itself has set everything into motion. Now, the Virtue Corps have sent down an enforcer to put the Smiling Dead crime family in their place. Heaven has sent you.

Notorious for spitting on the hunter association and its laws, the prestigious 𝙔𝙊𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙊𝙑 name dates back centuries, to the earliest ancestor who, after traversing through the dark continent, returned to the known world and seized an island amidst a war by 'right of hunt.' Follow 𝙏𝘼𝙄𝙂𝘼 𝙔𝙊𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙊𝙑, an idealistic runaway princess hailing from this ancient, wild family, as she navigates her way out of the cold mountainous regions of 𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗸𝗶𝘆 and onto a precarious path of lessons, death & inevitable friendships. 𝗔𝗡 SLOW UPDATES 2𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 2020 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴

Welcome to The Amazing Digital Circus! Meet Y/N, a jester with a screw loose, but he sure knows how to put on a show. Join him and the rest of the circus crew in this digital world full of wacky and wild adventures. It's so fun and entertaining, 𝚈⃫𝙾⃫𝚄⃫'⃫𝙻⃫𝙻⃫ 𝙽⃫𝙴⃫𝚅⃫𝙴⃫𝚁⃫ 𝙻⃫𝙴⃫𝙰⃫𝚅⃫𝙴. Disclaimer: I do not own TADC or any of the characters. All rights go to Glitch Productions and Gooseworx. Marx belongs to Nintendo.

⚠️mature content⚠️ Just.... Helluva Boss, only you're millie and moxxie's (very special) miracle child. [Literally a spin-off of "Helluva Hound"]

Mash Burnedead x Female OC/Reader You first met Mash Burnedead while he was pumping iron in the forest... It was by pure chance, really. But, oh was that the chance that will change your lives. Might also showcase relations between other characters. 😉 Believe it or not, I'm actually obsessed with Yaoi/BL. (Crossposted between Wattapd, AO3, and Fanfiction.net)

"I don't know if I believe in the gods...but I believe in you, Vax." Athena never had it easy growing up in Tal'Dorei. Orphaned at a young age, she was selected to begin the brutalist of training to become a weapon as apart of a masked order of killers. After many years, she managed to escape their grasp. On a path to atone for countless tragedies she caused, she runs into a band of misfits including a half-elf rogue. Season 1: completed Season 2: completed Season 3: completed Season 4: coming later 2026 Critical Role owns the characters of Vox Machina and the story of the Legend of Vox Machina. All credits go to the creators. Some Mature themes will be in the book as it is in their series.

(Y/n) (L/n) and her childhood friend Luz Noceda, have found themselves lost from home in the Demon Realm. While battling through demons and curses, they stumble upon new adventures, love, disturbing secrets, and truths as they try to find another way back to the Human World while battling against an evil tyrant that wishes harm to the unsuspecting citizens of the Boiling Isles. Will these two humans find a way home? Or will they fall victim to the horrible cruelty of Emperor Belos's clutches. Enjoy You Crazy Kids! 😜✨

Once they all believed in Dragons, When the world was fresh and young, We were woven into the legends, Tales were told and songs were sung, We were treated with obeisance, We were honored, we were feared, Then one day they stopped believing-- On that day, we disappeared. Now they say our time is over, Now they say we've lived our last, Now we're treated with derision, Where once we ruled unsurpassed. We must make them all remember, In some way we must reveal, That our spirit lives forever-- We are Vox Machina! We are real!