18 may 2025: hiatus until further notice, im sorry He lost his family. Twice. But Danny was in a place where he wouldn't be able to hurt anybody again. Until a certain Bird and his friends showed up that is. Based on season 1 episode 11 Terrors (short chapters as personal challenge)

Grian and Scar are the notorious CuteGuy and HotGuy, defending the city from the devilish villain DeviousMan. Little do they know, their crimefighting partner is closer than they think. A few seats apart at the local craft club, to be precise. OR miraculous ladybug inspired au cross posted from my AO3

It's been two years since the defeat of Gaea, and Nico is finally returning to Camp Half-blood after spending the last couple of years collecting escaped souls for his father, Hades. However, just as things are regaining a sense of normalcy, everything goes sideways again. Nico is attacked by a monster within camp boundaries, and Hades has gone missing. Then the Oracle speaks another prophecy. One where Nico is the bad guy. To protect himself, and camp, Nico flees once again, leaving behind his family, friends, and everything familiar for the twisty, crime-ridden streets of Gotham City. Now, feeling more alone than ever, Nico has to keep his nose clean and try and discover the meaning behind this newest chain of catastrophic events. But trouble seems to follow the son of Hades, and soon he's faced with a new challenge- family. As Nico tries to juggle hiding his own demigod identity from five of the world's best detectives, and discovering the secret behind their own late-night disappearances, the prophecy begins unwinding around him, sending him into a downwards spiral of disaster and discovery. Disclaimer- I don't own any DC characters, or Percy Jackson characters. This book will include content such as blood, death, gore, swearing, lgbtq+ content, and minor torture. If you don't like, take a hike. Thank you and good evening.

**All characters belong to the writers of DC and Rick Riordan.** Nico is careless, he's always known that. But he never expected himself to wind up in the LITERAL worst place in all of America. China would have honestly been better than this. But luck was not on his side, it never was, and probably will never be. But this was cruel, even for the fates, or the gods, or really anyone. Because everyone seemed to wish Nico nothing more than a rather sucky life. The only problem was Nico himself. Gods, did he need to get a grip on his life. Especially as he stared up at the rust Iron sign that read 'Welcome to Gotham!'

Cover is probably temporary? "and here it is, our final night alive as the earth burns to the ground..." Grian lives a normal life in the town of Hermitville, getting along quite well with others and living a happy life. But one day he comes to the realization that he's a "terrible person" and he hates himself, resorting to dangerous methods as he tries to give himself exactly what he deserves. TWs: - Self-harm - Self-hatred - Eating disorder - PTSD - More added as needed :) (will also be added at the beginning of each chapter as needed.) "i weep and say goodnight."

Grian is the most feared bounty hunter in the entire shattered plains due to him being a member of an almost extinct race the avians. But what happens when someone goes after his friends. I will not be doing any shipping all relationships are purely platonic. The fan art on the front isn't mine it's made by Applestruda on tumblr.

They'd gotten out. After being stuck as gladiators in that god-forsaken arena for who knows how long, they got out. Now the only problem is staying out, but how? None of them knew which way the exit was, so they scattered. Even if not all of them made it, it would be worth it if some of them could make it out. Contains minor gore This idea floated around my head long enough I couldn't not write it, and since it came out decent, I figured I'd post it. No romance, No shipping, Essentially a backstory for if I want to write little interaction scenes. Probably won't get consistent updates, if at all, so be warned. Httyd music + Grian Watcher = this, apparently. Warning! Please note! I am in no way, shape, or form an expert on Watcher lore, nor do I intend to claim to be as such. Any Watcher facts found in this story are to be taken with much salt, and generally considered to be only true to this specific story. Characters are not mine, they are minecraft personas of content creators. Cover image is a feather I found on google that I colored purple ~~~ALERT~~~ I have only posted this story on Wattpad. Same goes for my shorter stories in my Snippets book. If you see this anywhere else, it is STOLEN. If I ever post it elsewhere, I will state it clearly here, state where, which username, and (if I remember) when.

Nico had two goals when he moved to Gotham #1- help new demigods get to Camp #2- don't meet the Waynes He didn't have anything against the family, how could he when he was only told about them the day before he moved, but he had heard about the serial adoption of black haired kids. He already had a strained relationship with his father, he didn't need a second one. -------- As Nico sat in the park with the random boys he befriended, he finally felt normal. They didn't know who his father was; hell, they thought his father was dead. He was quite literally the most free he had been since Italy and even then, it was under Mussolini at the time so that was a bit of a stretch. The calm seemed universal throughout the group until Tim's phone rang. "Oh shit, it's Bruce." Immediately all of them were on alert scanning the surrounding area while Tim talked on the phone, panic in his eyes. "He was on the other side of the park for a walk between meetings and saw a picture of us walking in the park online," Tim said as soon as he hung up. "Wait wait wait" Nico said as Jason looked like he was preparing to literally throw him into the tree. "Bruce as in Bruce Wayne? You're the Wayne's?! And why are you acting like he's gonna shoot me on sight?" "He's gonna shoot adoption papers at you." Damian mumbled, once again begrudgingly reviving a high five from Tim and Dick. Jason just rolled his eyes as he made his hands a step for Nico to get in the tree. "Yes we're the Wayne's. How do you know of us, but not have a clue what we look like?" Nico climbed onto the lowest branch that was a good six feet off the ground. "I was technically homeless until a few months ago and just got a phone last month, sue me for never seeing a picture," he said in a whisper yell before continuing to scale the tree. -------- Daily updates at 12:15am EST

Scar's stressed about the Turf War, and Grian even more so. An unlikely admiration blossoms when the two leaders realise how similar they really are. The Turf War keeps them separate, but their love for each other brings them together. This is only a first draft (and my first fanfiction) so I will possibly be working things out to edit this story to its full potential. That being said, if you're alright with the few plot holes and old writing, feel free to read it as is for now! WARNING: This story includes descriptions of blood, fantasy violence, panic attacks, (almost) drowning, explosions, shooting (bow and arrows), poisoning, and MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH Disclaimer: This story ships Scarian in terms of their online personas/characters and not the real people! Any sexualities the characters have are purely headcanons and may not be comfirmed! The events of this story will not be in line with the actual Hermitcraft season 7 timeline. Thank you and enjoy reading! •ᴗ• (cover art by @aofikofi on Tumblr)

Damian has an old two-way league communicator. It was a connection to his brother. A way to keep an eye on each other. That's not a problem, right? Well, it turns out that having your not-so-dead brother calling you first thing in the morning really cuts down your sleeping hours. Or: Dami thought Danny had died. Mother even told him so. So why is it years later that Danny calls for help While proceeding not to explain what he actually needs help with, is causing him so many problems