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Jeongguk is trouble. Taehyung likes trouble a bit more than he probably should. Just don't tell Jimin about it.

With graduation looming…A wedding on the horizon…An eternity with one another…Harry and Jasper are happy and content. Enter: a newborn army, a change in the Cullen family, ominous threats that want to take away Harry and Jasper’s happiness. Which is pretty damn rude, in their opinions. And God knows that neither former soldier will give in without a fight.

Touya woke up feeling very strange. He couldn’t exactly place what was wrong, or how deep this feeling went, but he did quickly become aware that, on a very surface level, he didn’t know where he was. He didn’t recognize the bed he was in. It wasn’t his own, it felt weird, and it definitely was not the one he remembered going to sleep in. Then again, did he even remember falling asleep? or Dabi gets de-aged, secrets are revealed, and more than one person's life is thrown into complete disarray.

Nathaniel Wesninski is seven-years-old when he's brought to Castle Evermore to train with Riko Moriyama and Kevin Day as a business exchange by his father, Nathan Wesninski, the Butcher of Baltimore. He's eleven-years-old when Jean Moreau joins them, creating the Perfect Court. He's twelve-years-old when he makes his first deal, selling himself to the Main Branch in return for Jean and Kevin's safety in The Nest. Constantly saving others in exchange for himself--his body, mind, and freedom--so they can get out unharmed, a true martyr that Nathaniel Wesninski is. Andrew Minyard is nineteen-years-old and a freshman at Palmetto State University when he first meets the seventeen-year-old boy with icy blue eyes and auburn curls that fell in his eyes at the fall banquet. Hell's floodgates can all but collapse with all that comes after but [almost] everyone would agree that they would change nothing.

There aren’t many instances in which Henry would claim he exhibits a colorful vocabulary. In fact, he could likely list them on one hand: when wretched people say the most bigoted things, when the local grocer has run out of their Jaffa Cake stock in the minuscule international aisle, when he gets bored and resorts to writing homoerotic poetry in his moleskin journal with a fountain pen like some lovelorn literary scholar from the eighteenth century. And now, when he’s assigned to a gig he doesn’t want to be at. As in, he would rather publish said poetry to the unrelenting, merciless masses of the internet than be at this gig. “You must be bloody fucking kidding me.” - Or, When Rolling Stone names Alex Claremont-Diaz as the number one rising star to look out for, Henry is tasked with the sole responsibility of photographing him for their cover shot. Which, truly, wouldn’t be an issue—it’s an incredible opportunity—except Henry doesn’t trust that miscreant to be within ten feet of him ever since The Incident™