Firecrackers Stories

Y/N recently lost her job in the city, but with some luck gets straight back to work as Madelyn Stillwell's assistant. With leftover money, Y/N invests into her lifelong dream of owning a diner, which just so inconveniently happens to be where The Boys are holding a Supe captive. One thing eventually leads to another and Y/N's has no choice but to help them. Stuck between Supes and those hunting them, an unexpected romance unfolds between Y/N and The Seven's leader: Homelander.

ghost of my sins passing by eyes without a face the boys s1-s4 cover by @knxcklevelvet spaceism © 2025

Uraraka decides to suppress her feelings for Izuku. Who better to help (voluntarily or not) than her crush's main rival Katsuki Bakugou? . Or . The one in which Bakugo and Uraraka begin to get to know each other in homeopathic doses. ("Estalinhos" translated) A Kacchako/Bakuraka/KatsuOcha fanfic

I got this idea bc my cousin watches this show, and I felt these really creative juices flowing all throughout meee! I suck at descriptions so uhhhhh yea. :) Biiiiii. (ps- I don't own any pictures I add into this story unless I say so)

pretty obvious

sans kills random people for no reason I think

Inutaisho vs things that goes pop

A poem depicting feelings of a child working at the fire cracker factory as a labourer.

viann loved diwali and him.

In which a fiery food lover clashes with a sous chef over important stuff- laddoos! A cute fluffy story for this Diwali. Happy Diwali!! This is a Diwali gift to all my followers and friends on Wattpad! The first chapter is posted on Oct 25 and each chapter will be posted until Oct 29(the day before Diwali) There are 5 chapters.

self destructive ideals of the future weak rockstar bitch, volume 1.

Your Y/n L/n you have the most powerfuls of quirk then you met a hotheaded boy

IMAGINE BEING the daughter of the god of the Underworld. Well, welcome to cabin 13. Penelope looked just like a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair that reached far past her shoulders which she usually kept in braids while training, sparkling blue eyes and freckles splattered across her face which you could easily connect to make the constellations in the sky. She was tall enough for her age and honestly quite cute. She didn't resemble her father in anyway physically but campers still cowered at the sight of her. Her whole life was flipped the moment her eyes fell on the boy with the calming sea green eyes, unruly black hair and lopsided smile. A clash of fire and water, children of the big three, legendary hero's but unlikely friends. But maybe it's their differences that bring them together...

Written in memory of Firecracker. Time of death: October 14, 2021

I was reading these lovely tales and was so enchanted by them I thought "Why not share these with the world?". So here I am giving you your healthy dose of nightmare fuel! {I recommend to read these at night for maximum effect} ⚠️NONE OF THESE STORY'S BELONG TO ME, ALL CREDIT GOES TO THEIR WONDERFUL CREATORS WHO PROVIDE US WITH THIS NIGHTMARE FUEL⚠️

In the heart of a crumbling Iowan town veiled by cornfields and secrets, Scarlett Wren had built her own kingdom of midnight justice. She was eighteen, barefoot on the roofs by night, flame-haired and whip-thin, the kind of girl the church ladies called wild and the drunkards called a ghost. Whispers said she could hear lies in the wind, that she had been born of a murder night - not from a mother's womb but from the bloodied soil itself. What no one knew was that Scarlett wasn't just lucky. She was something older. Something cursed, or blessed, depending on who was telling the story. When farmers woke to find their cattle bloodless and their daughters dreaming of strange moons, the town elders - brittle men with brittle pride - brought in a solution. Cain Maddox. Thirty-one, ex-military, a legend among bounty hunters with a mouth like sin and a body carved by violence. They told him there was a "problem child" ruining their order, a red wisp who needed caging. They forgot to mention the rest: the spells woven into her breath, the monsters she fought alone because no one else dared to. Cain expected an easy hunt. What he found was a girl who stared down the barrel of his gun and smiled like the devil had kissed her first. Scarlett was trouble in the shape of a girl, all barbed jokes and fierce, aching loneliness. She saw right through him - to the broken boy inside the man, the wolf still pacing behind his ribs. And Cain, for all his hardened instincts, felt the shift the moment their eyes met: the slow, inevitable doom of being claimed. The hunt turned into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous than Cain had signed up for. The town's real sickness ran deeper than anyone guessed - into blood pacts, old gods, and rotting promises. Together, they would have to decide whether to destroy each other... or burn the town to the ground and start something wild and sacred in its place.

Mariana Westwood, is twenty six and has had a few rough days. She has never been good at "peopling" so she's not that social. She hates the idea of having a romantic relationship again. AND doesn't have any close friends. The only comfort she has in life is her sweatshirts, her son and the small coffee shop down the road. But what happens when she gets way over her head, and starts working for a rich, cocky, smug, Bastard? Find out more right now!!!