[[Completed May 27th 2016]] Ok, I need to warn you of how crazy this book is. The boys are total sweethearts, as you know, so expect FLUFF! And I didn't plan this, but there are a lot of mini-series. Finished #8! I'm very proud. My dear lollipops, be ready for fluff, suspense, cliffhangers (I seem to be good at those), and the 15-year-old teenage mutant ninja turtles that took over our lives. Also, this was written inn 2016. By a 13 year old. So apologies for the cringiness. (I don't own Tmnt, Nickelodeon does. and I don't own you, wuve you lollipops!)

This will help me follow the storyline for x reader/oc. It's help me a lot plus I also don't want to be yell at in the comment "no, that's not right .. rewatch RWBY again" or "u did their personalities wrong" etc. So .. yee ^^" RWBY belongs to RoosterTeeth & Monty Oum

I will be your heart, if you will be my shield. In a world where magic supposedly didn't exist, Serena has spent years struggling to conceal her unpredictable singing magic. While wishing for a peaceful life where she can sing without fear, she sees a man in handcuffs being forced into a shady research center. Their eyes meet, and the soulbond is forged. Darien is not from this world, and he's been held captive for years. With the soulbond amplifying his strength, he can fight his way through almost everything, but not every danger can be fought with fists. Their love draws them together even as power-hungry enemies try to pry them apart. They want to control Darien for their own purposes, but he's too strong to be controlled by force. Their love is their greatest strength-and their biggest vulnerability. But magic has its own rules, and no song can go unanswered. Excerpt: I pitied the man, although with so many cops around him, he was quite dangerous. Who needed 30 police officers to supervise one guy who in handcuffs and leg shackles? I watched him walk down the gauntlet between the rows of officers. It was as if I couldn't look away. He paused and looked around. His brilliant glowing blue eyes seemed to meet mine across the vast distance. I couldn't even blink as his eyes seemed to hold mine. The trees of a park broke our locked gaze as the bus kept on driving. I took a deep breath, suddenly realizing that I had stopped breathing the moment our eyes met. I had never seen such blue eyes before-and they glowed! A shiver ran through me. I had been too far away to make out the color of the man's eyes. My eyes watched the trees, hoping for a break in them so I could see the man again. I had no such luck. --- Fade-to-black action fantasy romance Copyright November 2017. Readers may not copy, alter, translate, or steal this story. Fanfictions may use my *world* and *magic rules* as long as credit is given.

Not in any case scenario, would I own RWBY. Only the plot I own. I've been bored so I decided to write something. Small warning: does have sensitive situations and moments, may have adult content. For those who care enough to read thus far: this is semi-based off of my problems and life so far, and some are based off of things I try to comprehend. Don't look too much into it, kind stranger. I'd also like you're notes on this story: if it's good, ok, or should be burned, so let me know. Thank you

This is basically like every other y/n self insert thing except the reader isn't an absolute fucking idiot! Also, I have zero fucks about anyone's feelings! Your favorite waifu? Deceased. Happy ending? Who said you get those?! Also I would say that you should probably know that Y/N is almost entirely a dark souls 3 character, minus the bonfires and shit. If you have played the game, great! prepare the PTSD. If you haven't! treasure the happiness you have until curiosity gets to you! (Actual Story Description) y/n l/n, the Lord of cinder that simply stopped giving a fuck! He had done everything from becoming a lord of hallows and even went through the mind numbing pain of soul level 802. Around what he believed to be somewhere around ng90, The blacksmith tells you about a unique bonfire in the dark Firelink. You check it out and get transferred to another world. How? Plot my friend. He woke up in cold sweat in a Forest that honestly didn't look like a real forest. You sigh, get up, and start making your way into the next world of bullshittery.

When a boy from Yang's past comes back, she's surprised to see just how much he had grown.

Y/n Wick was the last faunus of his kind, a dragon faunus. Forced into hiding after his family was murdered, Y/n has survived by disguising himself as a human for the last 6 years. Then one night he finds himself starting a whole new adventure. What will happen next?

when gehrman offers to free you from the hunters dream you accept without hesitation only for something to go terribly wrong

in a world where we all have an animal inside, those of us who were born monsters were almost hunted to extinction by the animal wielders and cast away like yesterdays garbage, but i, i wont stand for it, i stand for those who are made from the stuff of nightmares and i stand against those who misuse that scary and horrifying side of themselves, hunting and claiming their monsters through my own monster, and now i start my mission in florida one faithful day, starting my 'crusade' if you will, becoming not the fuel for nightmares, but the spark of hope in the dreams of heroes that children have, the question that i ask myself now, where is my destiny going to take me next? perhaps somebody will have an answer for me, or maybe i was meant to discover it myself, alone or with my friends, enemies, konkur, i dont know but i know that i still have yet to find my destiny but where... where... where am i supposed to find it... i do not own ruby, evolve, prototype, starcraft 2, my hero academia, or any other references i make in this story except for the OC, they all belong to their respective creators and speaking of which, i would like to thank them all for inspiring this story and with that said please enjoy

Jaune's Arc life was not easy in any way, shape, or form. The start of his journey was full of dangers, both outside and within his own circle. Still, he made it through. From fake dreams, he rose to the challenge, fought for his ideals, and died by them. Now, he dreams of a new adventure, one where the teacher is him. A hunter dreaming of being a hero. One with the responsibility of holding an example to the heroes who look up at him. Have fear villains, hide in the darkest corners you can find, because the hunter is here... And you... You're the prey. May the hunt begin. "Welcome... Good Hunter."