Hastur Stories

Avery thinks Derek is gone. He is coping with it. But someone is watching. Waiting. Avery doesn't know that. Slow Burn and Angst. Im am soo late to this hehe. Cover art by me. NOTE: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS, ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE OWNER

"Whatever you do at the crossroads, keep going forward." Or something like that... (I was never really good with endings.) Published on: April 06, 2026 Status: Ongoing

An interrogation room, a dark glass wall, a silent priest. And Iris, forced to tell it all from the beginning. ​Six years earlier, it all started with a stray drop of coffee on a literature paper and a mechanic named Elias. Raw, unpretentious, and completely grounding. ​But between those early days of ordinary happiness and the heavy silence of today, the man she loved slipped away, page by page.

Author teleports the characters from sfawtde/dawtde, Apple and Cherish, pjo and alnst all into a house and forces them to live there and go to school and act like a normal teenager like how most DEMIGODS (extremely targeted grrr) can't Calypso too ig but author doesn't quite like Calypso Guys this is imported from AO3 so my original fanfic is there okei?

I'm warning you, it's terrifying

A place where any ship you like from Identity V can come true! There is everything here! And Requests are accepted always ✨

This book will have anything as long as its Identity V related. surv x reader hunter x reader surv x hunter surv x surv hunter x hunter Requests are OPEN!! Comment what you will like to see~

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London bookshop owner and foodie Aziraphale is heartbroken when his boyfriend leaves him before their planned romantic getaway to Amsterdam for Halloween. Crowley and his fellow chocolatiers are in the midst of a competition to create the most romantic chocolate in Amsterdam for the upcoming Dutch royal wedding. The beauty and romance of Amsterdam may inspire unique chocolate combinations, but will their entry win without them losing their hearts? Note: This fic takes place in a fictional future representing my hopes for one where a same sex royal wedding is as accepted as a traditional one. Any and all references to real people are similar in name only. I do not claim anything I say in reference to them to be in any way shape or form factual.

Good Omens fanfic! Ships include: ineffable husbands (Crowley and Aziraphale), Ineffable Bureaucracy (Lord Beezlebub and archangel Gabriel), Archangel Michael and a demon, Hastur and an angel. This story is about the previously mentioned people's children and the adventures they go on. For clarification, they are demon and angel hybrids and they can't be hurt by Hellfire or Holy water, instead they are hurt by a thing called Satanic water. They also attend a Highschool called Helevan high (pronounced Hell-ev-an) and at the start of the story they are 15. All characters and the good omens franchise that aren't made up belong to Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. Other than that, all the other characters belong to us. Thanks and enjoy reading!!!!

This is a joke fanfic and an inside joke between me and my friend, I promise this isn't supposed to be serious please don't kill me HELP

Edwin T. Waterbury is a human. At least, that's what he claims, but he's not certain anymore. He lived a fairly normal life until his friend Tristan convinced him to take a class on American Sign Language. The first day in class Edwin cracks a joke about the teacher's age. Bad move for his humanity: as it turns out, Ms. Ry'leah was a Cthulhu cultist and she curses him. With what? Well, each time he tries to perform an ASL sign, his hands transform into tentacles worthy of Lovecraft himself. And they last an entire class period. Edwin struggles to keep his grades afloat in a class where the subject just slips out of your grasp, your best friend can't stop laughing at you, and the teacher is more likely to bind you to a sacrificial altar than recruit you for the annual Sign-A-Song.

joseph x carl is hot and sexy, otp (not clickbait, gone wrong joseph has segs)

After Aziraphale realizes that in heaven his ideas and wishes are not being heard and that the second coming is imminent he returns to earth to prevent the downfall of humanity. Desperate he asks Crowley for help but the past can not be undone and Aziraphale has to admit that he may have made a big mistake....

Chapter Six.

Its tense in the Village of Southgate as a mysterious coin arrives in the post, ordered by Agnolo for a reason he can't explain. Soon enough the eldritch energy it contains has an effect on the emotions of Agnolo. The Lavish journal entry of Agnolo Mezzo-Drago, a young but shattered and troubled warrior who on this day is challenged by his emotions brought on by a sinister coin.

"MAMA!!" "R-Run my children.. save yourselves" After their mother died from a vampire attack, the triplets lived and vowed to take revenge for their mother. However, never would they have thought that fate played with their feelings for as their soulmates were to be vampires too. Eli, being the oldest, has to take care of his siblings, Naib and Aesop. The unforgiving world wouldnt let them go that easily. What would they do? Rejecting them would hurt their feelings... But accepting them would just be like sacrificing their life for something useless Let's follow their dark path story and see how it ends Collaboration story with : Hey_Rooney

These are the journal entries of my D&D character. She is a great old one warlock, she just doesn't know it yet.

An IdentityV au where Joseph, the oldest brother, dies instead of Claude, the youngest brother. On the last day of winter, the birth of two, the death of one, the winter of life, and the snow of death. Wrapped in layers of cloth, Joseph Desaulnier's lifeless body lay there. The shroud now concealed his once-luminous visage, which radiated light into the other's world. The youngest twin brother of the two, Claude Desaulniers, wept and mourned for him; the words that crushed his spirit lingered in his memory even now. The words he could not forget that rang unto his ears every day... "I promise.." 'Oh, dear brother...You promised me...You promised that you want to see the world with me... So why....why did it have to be you..?'