Complete! Revised Version "You were spinning, lost in an endless sea of vibrant blue and electric buzzing. Your body felt weightless as if you were suspended in a cloud. Specifically, a cloud that spun at a vomit-inducing rate." When you get lost in a world entirely different from your own - with visions of the future and past clouding your sight - you turn to a quiet yet charming scientist to help you figure out what is going on. And if you ended up catching feelings along the way...you doubt anyone could blame you. Reader is referred to with she/her pronouns. No use of Y/N, only second-person POV. Viktorxreader 16 Chapters

Some monsters lurk in horror and folklore. Others are proof of humanity's corruption. It is a righteous fool who attempts to fight them both. --- Jude Wesson, a double agent and a savior. Sam Winchester, a hunter and a doomed soul. (Sam Winchester x Fem!OC)

Landing a rather unexpected stroke of luck by finding you, The Princess of Hell requests your aid for providing entertainment for her new passion project. However tension and intrigue arise when you and a certain member of the hotel staff can't seem to stay out of each other's way. (Reader is fem in this story, apologies in advance) **WARNING, depictions of violence and gore, crude language, drug and alcohol use, themes that may be triggering and sexual content that may not be suitable for all audiences.** I do not own any characters of hazbin hotel, and of course I don't own you the reader. ***Disclaimer: the demonic appearance/type has a specific description however please feel free to imagine something different or more to your liking.

For Fawn, life was normal. As a 21 year old college student living on her own, she's doing pretty decent with the cards she's been dealt. Who knew that one dusty old box from 1925 could rattle her world and take her back in time to experience first hand the bloody past of old New Orleans? In a panic to fix her mistake, she shakes hands with death himself, and seals her fate. Now, her clock is running down, and time is not on her side as she races to figure out a way home. ** Any art in this book belongs to me. The cover belongs to me. Fawn belongs to me. Alastor and any other hazbin hotel related character belongs to Viv.

Best Rankings Ever: #1 Joker #1 Batman #2 dc #2 BruceWayne #2 soulmates #6 fanfiction You've always wanted to know who your soulmate was. But while at work, you never thought it would be the bank robber wearing the scary Clown Mask. And you deffinetly didn't think it would be Gotham's new head criminal; The Joker. What are you to do when the lines to what is wrong and right are blurred. You discover that Gotham holds a darker secret. Who really is the bad guy? With your heart and mind battling against each other, you just might end up being crazy as he is. "You're mine, and mine alone. I will burn this city to the ground to have you. And anyone, especially that flying rat, will die for keeping you away from me." JokerXReader

Laurel had a weird relationship with the world, since it liked to spit in her face. After running from her past she found herself on a legacy ranch in rural Montana that had secrets that ran deeper than the rivers carved into the mountain side. It wasn't like Laurel didn't have secrets too. She just had a hard time trying to not share them when a blue-eyed wrangler takes a shinning to her that out burns the brightest sunsets she had ever seen. Author's Note: adult content Ryan x oc

Everybody knows the Dutton Family but none of them have made a name for themselves quite like the youngest, Mae Evelyn Dutton. She's a force to be reckoned with, just like her big sister but can she overcome past demons knocking at her door? You'll just have to read and find out.

"Willow Price." Caleb introduced me. My hair was parted in two tight french braids that held the hair away from my face. I was wearing cargo pants and a military green tank top, showing my muscular arms riddled with tattoos. I didn't move a muscle in my face when the man's dark eyes met mine. "Willow, this is John Winchester." "That's just a young girl Caleb," John told him disappointedly. Caleb shook his head. "John, I'm telling you. Willow is the best there is." "She done any tours?" He asked, noting my militarylike appearance. I bared my teeth, annoyed to be spoken over and not addressed directly. Caleb shot me a look as if knowing what went through my head. "No, but she might as well have. She has the training, the skill. She grew up in the life. Smart as the devil and tougher than nails." John Winchester stood up, showing his full size. He towered over me, and I bet that he was strong as ten men, but you know what they say; the bigger they are, the harder they fall. "You ever hunted a demon before?" He asked me, walking closer. I looked up at him, noting how he smelled like gunpowder and whiskey. He was definitely a seasoned hunter. "I'll do you one better," I smirked at his unwavering gaze. "I've killed one." [Contains mature themes and violence] ****DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural; this is a fanfic.**** [Dean Winchester x OC] [Supernatural] [Season 1-...]

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