[TWISTED WONDERLAND X "FISCHL" MALE READER] ------ par·a·dise /ˈperəˌdīs/ noun: paradise; plural noun: paradises an ideal or idyllic place or state. ------ "𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖊" "𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖉𝖔 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘' 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖊" "𝕴 𝖜𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖚𝖕 𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞, 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑, 𝖒𝖞 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖉. 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖞 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘" ------ WARNING: •Struggles with writing in Fischl's speech •Not perfect English •Still learning German and sometimes uses Google Translate for help •Poor attempt at making an aesthetic book •Inconsistent updates of course ehe~ (there might not even be more updates because Author's motivation problem) -EDITING PERIOD (SLOW)-

The world is not black and white. It is not grey, nor is it anywhere close to monochrome. The world was made of rainbows. Beautiful, terrifying rainbows. Killua Zoldyck knew these things, even if he hadn't, at first. And yet, even as he knew these things, he still managed to see his life through the bleak eyes of one who knew only death and pain. Because Killua, before learning of colors, was taught to fade into- to become- the darkness. Then Gon had arrived, bringing with him a plethora of yellows and blues and green- so much green- and Killua lost sight of the darkness. For a moment, it receded into the background. But only for a moment. Killua didn't want to lose his memories of the colors, but he did wonder if things would have been easier if he'd just gone along with the life laid out before him. The fear of losing the colors was what made them painful in the first place, but Killua couldn't help it. Once he'd seen them, he could never forget, even as their absence reverberated through his soul. The rain was grey. Soft, and light, but grey. A different shade than the one he'd grown up with, but still, grey had always brought him so much suffering. Would it stop, if he stopped struggling against it? In any case, Killua's world had disappeared, in the rain, and when he'd opened his eyes, the rain was bluer than he remembered. Pellets creating a barrage instead of droplets that melted on his cheeks. For a while, he returned to the shadows. When he finally emerged, he heard whispers of heroes and villains, of vigilantes. Of quirks. Killua knew far too much for his age, yet at the same time, far too little. But one thing he did know was that he did not want glory, he did not want fame or money. Killua wanted the colors, the fun, the laughter. And he'd do anything to get it. Now, remember one thing: Killua Zoldyck is not a villain. But he is far from a hero. *This fanfiction is inspired by other works of the genre; see the first page

A normal kid with a somewhat normal life is what you were. If someone were to tell you you'd become a superhero on the first day back at school you'd laugh in their face and think they were crazy but low and behold you've become one of the most well-known heroes in Paris. (Adrien x enby reader) Unfortunately, all the characters (except you and a few others) the plot, and miraculous as a whole belong to Thomas Astruc. I own nothing except a few works of art and anything that isn't canon. Although I might as well own half of it with how many changes I'm making.

Killua Zoldyck was wandering around after reluctantly dropping Alluka off at Gon's place, to "take a break from everything", as the green haired hunter says. Little did he know, that chain of events will soon be lead to his appearance at an unknown region, which turns out to be a different dimension where people use these "gifts" called "quirks". [ on hiatus ( >﹏< ) ]

"𝑼𝒉-𝒐𝒉 𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅...𝑶𝒉 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑰 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒏!𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆." - 𝒀/𝒏 In which the Avatar of Culpable, one of the rulers of hell and the twin of the Avatar of Wrath manage to got themselves in a new world filled with wonders and twisted. - THIS IS A PLATONIC FAN FIC . . . . . [TWISTED WONDERLAND X OBEY ME!READER] - There will be some Grammar/spelling mistakes due to English being - not my first language -I try to update when I can :) - Twisted Wonderland belongs to Aniplex and Walt Disney Japan. - Obey me belongs to NTT Solmare Corporation - You belong to you of course!

[OBEY ME! X MALE READER] An exchange student from the human realm needs help to adjust with life in Devildom. That's why Diavolo prepared one just in case. Ta-da! Your personal demon slave- I mean assistant! "Hi hi! My name is (Y/n) (L/n)- just call me (Y/n) though! I'm going to assist you in your stay here so let's get along well!" -------------------- A/N: Most of what I found here on Wattpad are either X Fem Readers or just oneshots so I'll make a Male Reader one- (Some of the dialogs and descriptions in this story are made up from the Author's perspective of what is happening in game. So I'm sorry if there are mistakes here and there!) -ON HOLD-

[Wᴀs ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇᴅ "❦Hɪs Assᴀssɪɴ, Fʀᴏᴍ Aɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ Wᴏʀʟᴅ❦"!!] (Tʜɪs ɪs ᴀɴ Assᴀssɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Cʟᴀssʀᴏᴏᴍ x Bʟᴀᴄᴋ Bᴜᴛʟᴇʀ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ!) Life was going...alright for Shiota Nagisa. His parents decided to give their relationship another chance, he managed to kill Koro-sensei and save the world with his friends and he was going to start High School in a few weeks. His heart still ached for his dear teacher, but he was grateful that Karasuma-sensei pulled a few strings to allow them to keep their anti-sensei weapons to keep the octopus' memory alive. However, it was safe to say that waking up in another time period was far more flabbergasting than being told to kill a large, yellow octopus who happened to be his teacher. (Tʜɪs ɪs ᴀɴ Aɴsᴀᴛsᴜ Kʏᴏᴜsʜɪᴛsᴜ x Kᴜʀᴏsʜɪᴛsᴜᴊɪ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ!) Oɴ Hɪᴀᴛᴜs!! Hɪɢʜᴇsᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢs sᴏ ғᴀʀ: #3 ɪɴ #nagisashiota #46 ɪɴ #blackbutler #2 ɪɴ #elizabethmidford #1 ɪɴ #baldroy #4 ɪɴ #finnian #6 ɪɴ #finny #7 ɪɴ #grimreapers

If you ask a child who Ciel Phantomhive was they probably couldn't tell you the answer even if they did give you the answer they'd say something about toys , but if you asked an adult they'd tell you he's a kid who owns a company because his parents died and he's has quite the powerful quirk, no one sees him often but when they do he's with a tall man in a suit. What happens when he applied for U.A?

"We had to drug him..." His fuzzy mind couldn't keep up with what those strange people were saying. "We had to use tons of drugs to sedate him!" said one of the strangers, he wanted to open his eyes but they were so heavy, he couldn't even move or talk. 'What are they doing to me?' Killua thought in desperation. "This kid isn't normal, I don't even am sure if he's from here..." continued another stranger. Killua slowly began to open his eyes. Where was he? Who were those people... with capes and strange costumes? "WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO THIS KID IS ILLEGAL! If the police knew, they would probably take your hero license..." Another man tried to explain the group of heroes gathered around the hospital bed. "We only want to know if he is dangerous to society. This kid is a complete mystery" One from the group of heroes explained. Welcome to the nasty part of the hero society. -THE COVER ISN'T MINE- (Credits to the author) All the rights to Yoshihiro Togashi (My first fiction) (Bad grammar...)