One-Shot for Battle of the Fandoms. Just a short little story about Percy and Annabeth's death. First attempt at a one-shot or a Percy x Annabeth fic.

An excellent crossover of two famous universes: Percy Jackson and Marvel. The story is well-written and unique, the author even promise for a sequel but unfortunately she seems to be on hiatus :((((( To HowlingDarkness95: If you have any problem with me copying your story on Wattpad here please tell me and I promise to take it down as soon as possible :D I really like the plot and I hope you can give me the permission to adopt it <3

"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

NO SMUT! Basically, a simple story of where y/n, who is GeorgeNotFound's sister, falls in love with a boy named Tubbo. There may be things like cuddling and kissing, at worst. If Tubbo is uncomfortable with any of this, msg me, and I can take this down. Enjoy! "the stars are pretty tonight" "yeah, they sure are." :) thanks for reading!

Aurora, a 23 year old artist with synesthesia, has just moved to Brighton, England as an attempt to escape the problems from her home life in the US and chase the dreams she once had in college. She almost immediately discovers that her new apartment shares a wall with a noisy musician next door, a less than ideal situation. Aurora is faced with the question of what's worse, the sounds of his music through the walls all hours of the night, or her thoughts when it's finally silent? Wilbur, a 25 year old online content creator, is faced with two dilemmas. One, he has already seemed to be a nuisance to his new neighbor. And two, he fell head over heels for a random American girl in his local grocery store without as much as asking for her name. He feels haunted by the stranger, constantly finding pieces of her scattered through his day to day life. Wilbur has to find a way to smooth things out with his new neighbor and somehow track down the girl he met by chance. Note: This story is a parallel of their experiences- each chapter alternates following Aurora and Wilbur. Possible trigger warnings: This story contains themes of depression, anxiety, pills, and suicidal ideation. I find that putting trigger warnings above each chapter is kind of a spoiler. Please be mindful if these are things that could upset you <3

"You never spoke much, I should've asked why." // What happens when Philza adopts a teen who doesn't speak while caring for 2 other boys - one who speaks too much and another who terrifies the new addition to the Watson family. TWS: ED // underage smoking & drinking // abuse // sh // panic attacks // selective mutism? 9/4/22 - #1 in dadza #2 in sbi 10/4/22 #2 in wilbursoot #1 in sbi 1/05/22 - #1 in sbiadoption, sbiangst, wilbursootangst, wilburangst, #2 in sleepyboisinc

"ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴏ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ, ʙᴀʙʏ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ" when wilbur soot meets aubrey allen at mcc, he quickly falls head over heels for her. but what happens when her heart is already taken? and what if the owner of her heart is someone wilbur knows very well? inspired by the song "let me down slowly" by alec benjamin. ↪ lowercase intended ↪ includes swearing ↪ wilbur soot x oc do not share this with wilbur! and wilbur, if this does reach you, please do not read it/post about it! #1 in wilbursoot (03/30/22) #1 in mcytxoc (01/07/22) #1 in nihachu (07/23/22) #1 in dreamsmp (03/30/22) #1 in dsmp (03/30/22) #1 in mcc (08/31/22) #1 in lmanberg (07/14/22) #1 in gaming (01/26/23) #1 in videogames (01/02/24) #1 in alecbenjamin (12/16/21) #2 in wilbursootxoc (12/16/21) #2 in youtube (01/09/22) #3 in music (02/08/23) #4 in wilbur (06/08/22) #4 in mcyt (03/01/23) #4 in minecraft (03/30/22) #5 in tubbo (04/24/23) #5 in twitch (05/24/23) #39 in fanfiction (04/03/22) #39 in fanfic (04/03/22)

(EDITED) Wilbur was dead, simple as that. It was a bit lonely, being in that train station, but it wasn't terrible. Then the impossible happened, he woke up. It wasn't real. How could it not be real? How could all of the things he had experienced not be real? L'Manburg, Pogtopia, everything... (ART NOT MINE!!!! ALL CREDIT GOES TO @schlippyaxe ON TUMBLR)

Kinsley Berke, just a normal but weird British girl who accidentally types the wrong number into her phone. While chatting to a random stranger on text message she realizes she might have made a friend or even much more. This story is inspired by the dreamwastaken fanfic Area Codes by @ihaveajuicebox (you should definitely read it)

"You remember what I said a few months ago?" Alex asked. "About when you hit one million subscribers?" You thought for a moment, sorting through your memories. "You're going to have to be more specific." Alex smiled, sipping at her drink. "About the SMP." That jogged your memory immediately. "Wait- really?" You asked, now excited. "You'll ask if I can join?" Alex nodded, and your heart swelled up with joy. You were going to join the Dream SMP. And, oh, how your life would change because of it.