book III | sequel to "sweet, sweet solaire" Seventeen years. Quite a lot can happen in seventeen years. People can change. Hina and Gojo take the time to get to know each other. All over again, if they have to. They do have a lot of catching up to do. After all, they weren't children anymore. [also on ao3 under @wri...
Harumi had waited forever to get the new game Sword Art Online. But when the creator makes everything become more real than ever before, she has to fight for her life as a solo player. She can't allow anyone to have to rely on her. Meeting Kirito and Asuna may change her mind though. #1 in my Sword Art Online series
There are plenty of quirks nobody has ever heard of. They pop up all the time. With each new generation comes a wave of possibilities for power, and for new breeds of hero to be born.The hero business is getting more powerful by the day, so you have to have one hell of a quirk to make it. Lillian Faust did not think s...
When Sakura was three, her father told her he was a criminal. When she was seven, the last thing she saw of him was the sword on his back. When she was eight, she had a friend named Kiba. When they were twelve, they met Shino. And when they were genin, they began to fight for the truth because they could no longer fi...
Harper Rye can, to put it simply, read minds. It's not something she consciously does. Her quirk simply allows her to pick up people's thoughts, regardless of whether she wants to or not. The fact that she can't turn it off makes having such a power nearly unbearable. To make matters worse, she's somehow managed to fa...
Green eyes stare at the group with boredom. Sighing, she holds up one hand as the other rests on her hip. She brings up her index finger. "First off, my name is Haruno Sakura. Not pink-freak," she pauses to rotate her wrist. Bringing down her index finger as her middle finger comes up, "Bitch." [OC-Sakura] [Full Summa...
War is terrible. It breeds terrible people who lead terrible lives and do terrible things. Why the hell did her father have to be one of them? OR Kyou just wants a nap. Are they sure she's not a Nara?
There are worse things than waking up in a new body in the middle of nowhere with a voice in your head and people out to kill you. At least the voice used the right pronouns. ((This was my NaNoWriMo project for 2020. It features a Trans Protagonist, so if you're not down with that, there are two other Shinobi Isekais...
Two heads are better than one. Especially when survival is a team effort. Akiko and Akira are twins, always have been. Even before they were isekaid, they always had each other. This strange new world seems intent on separating them, though, and destiny is a hard thing to fight. Inspired by The Twin Siblings' New Life...
Four strangers get trapped in a cabin, and it's the start of something beautiful. :: Cover by frostmarris on tumblr
The reality of life hurts. The struggles we have and the problems we make wind up inside of us; more specifically, inside of a locked bottle in the brink of overflowing. Miura Nozomi stumbles upon Oikawa Tooru. Or maybe it was Oikawa who stumbled upon Nozomi. Without knowing even one speck about each other, they both...
I knew that day felt different than the others, but by then it was already happening. I was defying gravity. (A Naruto fan-fic)
The Third Hokage was dead. It wasn't enough. Team Eight knew loss like the seals on the backs of their tongues. They'd been silenced, branded, abandoned, ambushed, left on the enemy's doorstep like a gift--unlucky was their nickname, but they would make it their trade. The Third Hokage was dead. It was Danzo's turn...
Being reborn into the Uchiha clan in the same generation as Itachi promises nothing but a short-lived second life. But, hey-if I'm going to die with certainty, I might as well go out with a bang, right? ((Not my book! Original writer is 'peccolia' on fanfiction.net)) ((This book made me cry)) ((Not Itachi x oc))((Not...
Peter wasn't going to let May pay the rent all on her own. Not when there was the two of them, not when being Spider-Man made everything that much harder. And if that meant washing scratched up dishes and scrubbing old blood from the tile grout at Sister Margaret's School for Wayward Girls, then so be it. But then one...
Draco Malfoy was hiding. Not from the Gryffindors, not even Voldemort himself. No. He was hiding the truth from everyone. Born in America, being a Half-Blood, growing up with his insane mother, the younger brother to Luke Castellan, the best swordsman in the last 300 years, the first demi-wizard in his year to attend...
she was his moon, he was her sun. [coffee au] bnha © horikoshi kouhei oc © cosmicpillar
"Oh, Sakura's boyfriend," Kisame said. A particularly heavy groove thrummed through the speakers. Then he spat a mouthful of coffee all over his fuzzy slippers.
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