Everyone knows that the gods have numerous children. Besides being responsible for controlling aspects of the world, that's what they're known for. Demigods are a dime a dozen, and while the gods do care for their children, we all know that they are willing to send them to their deaths for 'the greater good,' or sometimes just for a chance at glory. But what if demigods... didn't exist? What if there was a Pantheon that couldn't have children with mortals, only producing stillborns and monsters? Faced with the threat of It's world's timeline being destroyed due to this cosmic error, Fate itself seeks to intervene. It tears through reality and snatches away a select few demigods to gift to It's Pantheon, erasing and manipulating the memories of It's most vulnerable chosen, as well as rewinding the years on all that It takes, to help with the bonding process. This choice leaves 9 demigods trapped in an Ancient Greece that not even they can recognize. Stranded, disoriented, and stripped of their claims, they must tread carefully, for the roaming monsters are not the only threat.

Paralyzed from the neck down, a former basketball star wished only for one thing. And like a miracle, he wakes up in a new world, in a new body-- and there's only one thing he wants to do now, so he starts running. "Wait, isn't this that basketball anime?!" ー 「KnB belongs to Tadatoshi Fujimaki.」

Bnha x Male!reader ❝Do you hate the heroes?❞ ༺Wanna know how a mere quirkless human being managed to overthrow the government the hero society and became someone they feared the most?༻ ༺ The most dangerous in every society has created is someone who has nothing to lose.༻ Come and see the boy named 𝐘/𝐧 𝐋/𝐧 to his journey into changing the society. ⚠ May contain spoilers from the manga and anime.

You'd always had shit luck. Now you wouldn't say working for a taciturn asshole was good luck, but it was a hell of a lot better than prison. [This is just my outlet for my unending Endeavor simping lmao]

Y/N L/N is an enigma. An outgoing, cheerful, smiley teenage boy. Happy, sociable, excitable. A hidden gem in the rough of Japan's younger soccer players. And the winner of the Ascension Project, a secret project designed by the JFU to forcibly create the best forwards in the world. A sadist, a prodigy, and by all meanings of the word, an egoist. When Y/N is invited to the Bluelock Project, his first thought is that it would be a waste of time. He hides his true abilities, staying low and out of sight. But as Bluelock's trials and challenges test him in a way he never would've expected, and a demon of his past returns to haunt him, he's forced to ask the question. Is he really fit to be the greatest striker in the world? Top Rankings: #2 in fanfiction 03/02/25 #1 in anime 18/02/24 #2 in reader 11/07/24 #1 in bl 08/08/24 #1 in male 15/02/24 #1 in malereader 17/02/24 #2 in readerinsert 23/10/24 #1 in bluelock 24/05/24 #1 in egoist 22/12/23 #1 in bllk 03/02/24 #1 in ego 26/02/24 [Completed as of 22/10/24]

OFFICIALLY ON-HOLD ❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟." - - "𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞. . ❞ ─────────────────── ┃ 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 (𝙣𝙤𝙩) 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪. ┃ 𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙. ─────────────────── ┃©𝙕𝙖𝙙𝙚1𝙤𝙨𝙩

after kageyamas soulmates rejected him and his team left him he had built a wall. one that kept everyone away from his heart. he had one person who he excepted though. he was also rejected by his soulmate. kageyama had also created chains ro block off his connections with his soulmates. what happens when kageyama accidentally unlocks the chains causing his soulmates to feel how he feels?

all the first year turn into baby's and kurasuno has to give three of them to different schools lets see what happens

Saiki Kusuo goes to school But this the school called:Advance Nurturing School .

"Y'know I never really thought about actually being a host instead of the hostED" Your brown haired friend pleaded with you, "C'mon! Just join, don't leave me alone with those rich snobs," You sighed , "Fine, I'll join,"