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Transmigrated to a Civilian Shinobi - Check No System - Check Realistic Progression - Check What else do you need. Check this fanfic too ^_~

For everyone who knew Draco Malfoy deserved more than scars and sarcasm-this one's for you. "Do you like making me insane? Touching him like that in front of me?" "Why should it matter if you don't want me?" Forget everything you thought you knew about Hogwarts... because this time, Harry's not the only Potter in town. Meet his twin sister-sharp tongue, clever mind, and absolutely done with living in her brother's oversized shadow. While Harry is busy being the Chosen One, she's busy making her own choices... including catching the attention of a certain Slytherin prince. Yeah, that's right. Draco Malfoy. Arrogant. Infuriating. Ridiculously good-looking (and he knows it). This isn't just about magic, it's about rewriting fates. Because maybe Draco Malfoy deserves a better ending... and maybe the Potter twin was always meant to shake things up.

| 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. | Serena Vale comes to Camp Half-Blood beneath a sky that feels too heavy with meaning, as though the air itself remembers wars long forgotten. The borders still stand and the fires still burn, but the land hums with unease, threads of destiny pulled too tight, stretched thin by the hands that wove them. The gods remain distant, their voices scattered like echoes across centuries. Monsters stir where they once slept. Old loyalties begin to erode, not through open conflict, but through silence and doubt, where even truth feels unreliable. Percy has survived prophecy and defied expectation, yet this time the future refuses to reveal its shape. The signs are not carved into stone or whispered in dreams, they surface slowly, in fractures and omens, in the growing realization that some paths are set in motion long before anyone chooses to walk them. As mortal will and divine design begin to blur, Serena and Percy stand at the center of a gathering storm, not as champions summoned by fate, but as witnesses to its slow unfolding. What binds them is not certainty, but the understanding that every step forward carries a cost already accounted for. This is not the story of when war begins. It is the story of how it has always been waiting. Because some destinies do not arrive with thunder or flame. They move quietly, patiently, through the veins of the world, until there is nothing left untouched. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟐.𝟎𝟏.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟗.𝟎𝟏.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏 - 𝟓 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 - 𝟓 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐎𝐂

Y/N is a pretty popular girl among the students of her college. While having good grades and good future prospects ahead, she still manages to have fun hangouts with her friend group: climbing rooftops to go stargaze, playing sports they've never played before, and, most importantly, exploring abandoned buildings. After losing a bet, she's dared to explore one by herself. Y/N wasn't scared at first, but the place looked too good to be abandoned. After a while she reaches a room where she finds a computer. It was still on, which was surprising because she didn't think there still was power running through the place. There was a weird looking headset beside it. She had never tried one of those, so she picked it up out of curiosity, blew some dust from it and put it on. (I don't own any of the characters, everyone is from The Amazing Digital Circus. The storyline follows the show, mostly, with some additional changes. Story belongs to uryyvity. It may include some non-confirmed TADC theories that i strongly believe. Cover art belongs to me, you can find my art on my other socials) 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 24/01/26 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: categories where it reached #1 for now: -#1 kaufmo -#1 tadcfanfiction -#1 zooble -#1 characterxreader -#1 jaxxreader -#1 tadc You may find some songs/soundtracks during the story!! Enjoy!♡ link to the playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5t6ltXVCs0jZiCUCpafCNy?si=80zwvMhXQxaO8xArcah6pA&pt=4c2bd76ad120688e32ef35027291a555&pi=g5l8lnQSTj21a

On a campus ruled by power and fear, Pond Naravit is untouchable-the cold heir everyone avoids. Phuwin Tangsakyuen is everything he isn't-warm, fearless, and impossible to control. What begins as hatred turns into something neither of them planned. A secret relationship. Stolen moments. Unspoken devotion. But when guilt, jealousy, betrayal, and a dangerous past collide, loving in silence may cost them everything. Because some loves are powerful... only when they stay hidden. #PondPhuwin #BL #enemiestolovers #campusromance #hiddenlove #adultromance

He never believed in love. Sirius Black made sure of that. To him, girls were like candle wax-beautiful to look at, but bound to melt away. Temporary. Replaceable. Not worth the distraction. So he perfected the art of indifference. Careless smiles. Detached charm. A reputation that followed him through Hogwarts corridors-heartless, untouchable, impossible to keep. And yet, they all looked anyway. Girls fell for him like it was inevitable. They always did. But Sirius never looked back. His world was simple-his friends, his freedom, and the quiet rebellion he carried like a second skin. Until she walks into it. A Ravenclaw girl who is everything he avoids-soft-spoken yet unshakable, intelligent yet grounded, admired by everyone and understood by no one. A prefect. A mystery. A force. And suddenly- He can't think straight. His thoughts blur. His control slips. And for the first time in his life... Sirius Black doesn't know how to walk away. He tries. He fails. Because when has Sirius Black ever been able to stay away from something he truly wants? What starts as a disruption turns into something far more dangerous. Because this is not just a love story. It's a collision of past, present, and future. Secrets buried too deep. Truths too dangerous. Mysteries that refuse to stay hidden. And with every step they take toward each other... the threat grows stronger. Closer. Watching. What happens when love becomes the very thing that puts them in danger? What happens when every path leads them closer to something that could destroy them? And still- They choose each other. Again. And again. And again. Even when it means standing on the edge of death. And love like this? It was never meant to be easy. NOTE: *The Harry Potter Universe and its characters belong to J.K Rowling. I only wrote the original storyline and original characters created for this work* Enjoy the Story.

This story is about, when Sasuke left the village. I always had in mind what would have happened if Sasuke let Sakura join him. Both left the village and went to Orochimaru to become stronger. What will happen between them? Sasusaku! #2 sasusaku fanfic ; 02-12-2024 #1 sakuraxsasuke ; 21-03-2024 #1 sasusaku ; 04-09-2024 #4 Haruno ; 10-07-2024; #9 sasusakufanfiction; ; 01-08-2024; -----> #2 02-12-2024 #8 sakurauchiha ; 02-12-2024 #5 narutofanfiction ; 30-01-2026

Mike Wheeler x Fem!Oc

Captain Hollie "X-Ray" Potter didn't ask to be drafted. But when the Army calls, she answers. As the only female surgeons at the 4077th MASH, Hollie's razor-sharp instincts in the OR earn her the nickname "X-Ray," but it's her guarded heart that proves hardest to heal. Falling for the camp's infamous flirt, Hawkeye Pierce, was never part of the plan... but love, like war, rarely follows orders. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction. Hollie is an original character and her role as a drafted female surgeon is not historically accurate. Some medical and military details have been changed or dramatised for story purposes. MASH and its characters belong to their original creators.

Hi loons! Just another obsessed girlie. Enjoy! If y'all wanna discuss ideas insta is @horeforhollanov_ shoot me a text ;)

In which, rising singer and model Tally Taylor who's brother is apart of a big youtube group called the 'Bov Boys' finally visits home after being away for a few months. OR In which, Angry Ginge finally meets one of his best mates siblings who he's heard so much of but never seen and starts to gain feelings in a way he shouldn't. [SOCIAL MEDIA, MESSAGES & REAL LIFE] [FEMALE OC X ANGRYGINGE]

I died in a hospital bed, a prisoner in a body that never worked. My only escape was the world of Naruto - a story of a boy who never gave up. I opened my eyes to the roar of a demon fox, the tears of a red-haired woman, and the final, sealing glow from a man in a white coat. I was reborn not as a spectator, but as the vessel. I am Naruto Uzumaki. The village sees a monster. I feel the cage of a seal burning on my stomach, and the primordial hatred of the Nine-Tails howling in my mind. But I also hear a chime in the darkness of my new soul: [System Initialized. Welcome, Host.] I have the memories of a dying fan and the cursed power of a Jinchuriki. Now, I have a quest log for a life, a shop that trades in changed fates, and a simple, burning goal born from a past where I could barely breathe: This time, I will not just survive. I will live. And I will become so powerful that no one-not a village, not an organization, not even the gods-can ever take this second chance from me. This is not his story anymore. It's mine. *** The NARUTO Universe and all its characters belong to their respective owners. I don't own anything except for my OC. Also this is not a translation. *** EXTRA TAG: #GENIUS #DARK #ACTION #KINGDOM_BUILDING #MATURE #SLOWPACED -----

A Project Moon fanfiction

2 actors.... 1 is famous and the other is newbie.. how the series of events happened to make them fall for each other or hate each other.... let's find out in the story.. #2 in Misunderstanding #2 in 30daywritingchallenge #1 in 30dcaugust24 #10 in blstory

Two decades ago, Juliette Ferrars and Aaron Warner tore down a dying world and built a new one from the ashes. But legacies are heavy, and the peace they bled for is beginning to crack. Aurora Emmaline Warner is her father's daughter. She is the spitting image of Aaron's lethal elegance and cold precision. But beneath the sharp suits and the calculated stares lies her mother's heart-a kindness so deep it feels like a liability. Aurora spends her life wearing a mask of steel infront of everyone except her family and her friends. Kaz Kishimoto is the chaotic soul of the new generation. The oldest son of Kenji and Nazeera, he is a whirlwind of sarcasm who would rather fight someone over the last piece of food than follow a direct order. But while the world sees a reckless joker, Kaz sees the things everyone else misses. He is the only one who isn't fooled by Aurora's icy composure. He sees the girl behind the Warner name-the one who cares too much and feels too deeply. while their parents fought to end a war,they are fighting to stop a quiet one. A shadow is moving through the New Republic-an enemy that doesn't use guns or armies, but secrets and stolen legacies. The children of the revolution are being hunted by the world they thought is finally safe

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 (A Stranger Things Fanfiction) 1983. Hawkins, Indiana was supposed to be normal. Normal kids. Normal schools. Normal secrets. Until a girl escaped from Hawkins National Laboratory. Jackie doesn't know where she came from. She doesn't know who her family is, why she has abilities she can't control, or why people in white coats spent her entire life calling her 009 instead of her name. All she knows is one thing: She's never going back. When seventeen-year-old James Carter sees a barefoot girl in a hospital gown standing in the rain, his first instinct isn't to help her. It's to run. But in a town where lights flicker before something bad happens... running only gets you so far. As Jackie's path crosses with Mike, Dustin, Lucas, Will, and the rest of Hawkins, secrets begin unraveling, monsters start appearing, and James realizes the girl he never wanted to know might be the one person who changes everything. Slow burn. 80s nostalgia. Lab experiments. Found family. Mystery. Romance.

☪︎⋰✾𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙸𝙰 (Spanish, n.): A place where one feels safe, at home, and from which one's strength of character is drawn. ➶︎↺◈𝙸𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙷 𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙼𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙰𝙽 𝙴 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙿𝚄𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙾𝙽𝙴. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . { Timeline: 10 years after assassination classroom, nagisa is 24 yrs old in this timeline and my oc karmaxmika exists. Inazuma eleven victory road timeline so there still here some ocxcanon ships of inazuma eleven and my oc }. Ps: By the way, this is an tagalog english fanfic, when I have time baka itranslate ko siya.

Du Xuân là chủ một tiệm đồ cổ ở Dương Thị. Được vài người bạn thân khuyến khích, cậu ta cùng họ đi đào một ngôi mộ tập thể. Thế nhưng, chẳng những chẳng nhặt được món bảo vật nào, mà còn rước về nhà một xác chết cổ... biết thở. "Đại ca... không phải, đại ca à, xin đại ca đừng như vậy!" Du Xuân run lập bập. "Chỉ hút anh một chút hơi thôi, sao cứ làm như bắt cóc trai lành vậy?" Người đàn ông rất khó chịu. Du Xuân thầm nghĩ, "Lần nào hắn cũng phải hút bằng miệng, cứ như thể cái anh chàng mẫu nam thanh niên này đang bị..." Tay chơi đồ cổ lão làng, tay trái nắm hộp thuốc lào, tay phải đeo nhẫn ngọc bích, mười năm tinh thông lý thuyết giám định nhưng chẳng bằng... một xác chết cổ! Một lời hẹn nghìn năm, một người gánh vác, tương phùng ở Núi Ngọc, trả món nợ chưa tròn, toại nguyện ước xưa còn dang dở.

This a villain male reader fanfic in the world of dispatch having malevola as the love interest

"A flawed character with a troubled past crosses paths with another flawed soul" She was the kind of person who lived more in her mind than in the world around her. Self aware to a fault, endlessly observant, she carried thoughts that never seemed to settle. Strange thoughts, deep thoughts, the kind that followed her quietly and refused to let her rest. To most people she appeared distant, almost untouchable. But her silence was never emptiness. It was control. A carefully built armor shaped over time from everything she had learned to survive. And then there was him. He was composed on the surface, the kind of person who seemed steady in every room he entered. Calm presence, measured words, controlled reactions. But underneath that calm was someone who hid a great deal. Not just feelings, but entire parts of himself. Things he had never fully named, memories he kept buried, truths he had learned to fold away so neatly that even he could almost forget they were there. He moved through life carefully, not because he lacked depth, but because too much of it had once made things fall apart. "His name's Ryul. I don't have a picture, but I can try to find one for you." "Ryul", what a cute name This story is more than just a narrative. It is a reflection on mental health, on the silent growth that comes from facing what hurts us the most, and on the quiet liberation that follows when we finally step outside the walls we built for protection. It is about the freedom to feel. To fall apart. And to become something stronger in the process.