Look, I didn't know I was a witch. I didn't know that the Harry Potter world was real. I didn't know that I possessed powers Voldemort wanted. All my life I thought Harry Potter was a children's book series and Harry was a brave guy with a scar and Dumbledore was a complicated person and Hermione was a know-it-all and Draco didn't have a choice and Ron was our king and Voldemort was a bald, noseless guy hungry for power. I didn't know that somewhere in the universe, alongside normal muggle life, it was actually happening. So naturally when Rubeus Hagrid hands me my letter of Third year, my reply was, "Are you kidding me?" But he was not. Then somehow I was time travelled back to 1994 and I started changing the foretold. Because, after all, I was the Girl of the second prophecy. I was meant to stop the war. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙉 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙔

He's an experiment and he knows that. He's never felt anything other than pain and sadness. That is until he was rescued. This is not going off of the show's timeline!! ⚠️Warning⚠️ Panic And anxiety attacks Torture Gore Self deprivation Homophobia Read at your own risk. I do no own any of the characters or art(unless said otherwise)

Sure, you were pretty addicted with playing video games all your life, you were obsessed with reading Gamer!Au fanfictions before your untimely death too, but this, this just seems so much. [Player M/n L/n died! Restart?] •Yes• •No• [P.s, clicking •No• would result to instant Death and utter torture in the lowest depths of hell~! So you better think carefully before choosing!] Yeah, like you have much of a choice. ---- Male!Reader x BNHA ---- P.s, this story will contain both straight and homosexual themes. :) There will be Yaoi, though I'm not sure about Yuri yet.

It all started so innocent. You didn't mean to meet them. You didn't mean to enchant them. You didn't mean to steal their hearts. You didn't mean to take over their minds. But you did. Your kindness earns you the psychotic devotion of five boys one by one. "My Beauty, stay with me until the last petal falls." "No song will ever express my heart to you, you are my reason and my life." "Let me take you away to our Neverland, where we can be together forever, My Darling." "All the pain in my heart is nothing compared to the pain of not having you near, My Love." "You will be mine, (Y/N). Whether you like it, or not, My Dear. This is one game I won't lose."

(Male!Yandere x Male!Reader) Y/n has no idea how to navigate through the treacherous (but somehow completely undefined) relationship he now has with his yandere best friend. Akihiko is hot and cold. Murderous in one moment and indifferent in the next. Then Y/n catches someone's eye.

What if Izuku was born with a quirk that had only activated after he dies? What if it was really overpowered, but not right away? Second story ive ever made, apologies in advance for potential poor writing!!!

One day, it's 2017, Kelli Watson goes to bed after a normal afternoon of browsing the Internet and getting irrationally angry at strangers about Severus Snape. A perfectly normal night for Kelli. She dreams of the 1930s. She dreams that she's eleven years old again, a cringe time to say the least. She dreams that she meets Albus Dumbledore and he wants her to attend Howarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What better dream she could have? She wishes she'll never wake up, but she has to. She's got school tomorrow, she's a top student and she can't let her grades slip over a dream. Maybe tomorrow she'll do the same thing and go to sleep with Harry Potter on her mind. Except Kelli notices this dream is getting rather boring. It's rather long. Nah, dreams can sometimes be long, she'll get to platform 9 and 3/4s and then she'll wake up in disappointment, right? Well, she may as well read the textbooks and practice some magic, what could be the harm in that? She's on the train. Kelli finally realises that this isn't a dream.

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}

[Book One: Brotherhood Series] There was no mystery to Milo Fleamont Potter, even if he was not the Boy-Who-Lived. He was the boy-who-survived. He was the boy that lost his parents and in many ways, lost his brother the same night that Voldemort attacked the Potter household. He was not graced with a scar, he did not bore a striking resemblance to his parents, but he held their stride and their attitude, even at a young age. A prophecy was not thrust upon him, but he had his own destiny to fulfill. [Cover by -voidlegends ]

A girl who is dangerously lionhearted knows there's something twisted about the boy everyone else loves A boy who can't help but make all the wrong choices finds there's many unordinary things to the girl no one thinks of as anything unordinary