There was a creek that ran through the forest near Bakugou and Midoriya's neighborhood, one that possessed the clearest waters in all of Musutafa. There was no name for it, at least none the boys could remember, but they always knew that there was something wrong with it. Posts online claimed that the creek was haunted, that sometimes you could hear soft crying that made you want to sob along. Deciding to revisit the forest in a form of a competition, Bakugou and Midoriya discover something more unsettling than anyone could ever think up.

This is an SPN/PJO crossover. It's posted on my fanfiction.net account Lukas Avier. I thought I'd transfer it here for you all. - Summary: Dean didn't know what he did wrong. Why did Sam and his dad have to leave him? He was hunting on his own now and he was down-spiraling each and every time his calls disconnect. Just when he's at the end of his rope, a waiter barges in with his accidental insults and snarky attitude. But the waiter seems to be hiding something and it looks like secrets hang heavy on his shoulders.

What if Percy had fallen into Tartarus alone? Apparently, a whole lot of shit. * Down in Tartarus, it's the Greek version of hell. Percy experiences the hardest days of his life - and that's saying something - as he attempts to find his way to the Doors of Death. It's his only option if he wants to make it out of this alive. At least he has Small Bob, though. The best fucking awesome cat ever. * "No matter how much he tried, he couldn't get the stain of Tartarus off his skin." * Started November 2017. Finished March 2018. *THIS STORY IS UNDER EDITING* *Due to the edits, chapter names and numbers may not line up, and some story details may be out of place. The story is not being edited in chronological order. I don't have a timeline for when edits will be finished.

Book 2 They didn't ask. They ordered. And when the gods of Olympus give an order, you don't get to say no. "Bless Percy Jackson. He must be sent back in time... to fight as James Buchanan Barnes." I stood there, jaw tight, as the gods raised their hands. Even Chaos - the thing older than time itself - joined in. Some blessed me with hate burning in their eyes. Others with guilt. It didn't matter. Their power tore through me anyway. I felt it - my skin splitting, my bones burning, something ancient carving itself into my blood. I was being remade. Weaponized. Again. One thought clawed its way through the pain: Let him recognize me. Please. Let Steve still see me. The world broke apart. Brooklyn. 1943. The stink of oil and metal in the air. A heavy jacket clinging to my frame. Dog tags slapping against my chest with every step. I didn't remember hitting the ground. I was just here. And I was already running - down cracked sidewalks, around a corner - toward the sounds of a fight. There he was. Small. Scrappy. All heart. Steve Rogers, swinging fists against a man twice his size - and losing badly. Before I even thought about it, I was in the alley, throwing myself into the fight. Into the fire. The gods wanted a weapon? Fine. I'd give them one. But they would never own me. Not again. Disclaimer:I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON, OR THE AVENGER/ MARVEL MOVIES THEY BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN AND MARVEL IF I WERE ONE OF THEM I WOULDN'T BE WRITING ON WATTPAD only one so don't yell at me 😊

Some meetings are written in the stars. Others are carved in blood. After the Second Giant War, Percy Jackson carries a truth heavier than any sword - he was never in love with Annabeth Chase. Not the way she loved him. The guilt gnaws at him as he walks to meet her, ready to shatter her heart and ruin the future they fought so hard to protect. But destiny is a cruel thing. One careless collision - a stranger with golden hair and haunted eyes - changes everything. Steve Rogers has been living in a war without a battlefield. After facing the Winter Soldier, the silence of peacetime is deafening. When he spots a boy with eyes like a storm-tossed sea, something deep inside him stirs - recognition, longing, fear. Reaching out to him was supposed to be harmless. Instead, the second their paths cross, the world rips apart at the seams, dragging them both into a universe even darker than their own. Thrown into a realm of demons, monsters, and broken angels, Percy and Steve must cling to each other for survival. Allies are few: Sam and Dean Winchester, seasoned hunters fighting their own wars, and Castiel, an angel who understands too well the price of defying fate. In a universe where every choice can mean death, can two lost souls find a reason to fight - and to live - or will they become casualties of a destiny neither of them were meant to survive? Disclaimer:I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON, SUPERNATURAL, OR THE AVENGER MOVIES THEY BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN, ERIC KRIPKY, AND MARVEL IF I WERE ANY ONE OF THEM I WOULDN'T BE WRITING ON WATTPAD only one so don't yell at me 😊 Plot is mine

It's been 5 years since the daughter of Poseidon ran away from camp half blood. It's been 3 since she's been declared an official villain and only 5 months since she's been living in her new apartment. Percy tried her best to keep to herself, truly it was a good effort, but all good things must come to an end as she meets her new neighbor, Wally West. Or maybe, the truly good things were just beginning. Imma be honest, I suck at writing descriptions but please just check out the story and see if you like it. It may just be to your liking. :) -Percy fell into Tartarus alone Au -Villain Percy Au -Wally x Fem!Percy Au Occasional swearing (I'll put warnings per chapter)

Perluke Badass Jackson Fluff overload What more could you want? Oh wait AVENGERS???!!! This story has it all, set after both wars, Annabeth was killed in the Titan War, Luke was with Percy through everything. Percy is still struggling after taking a majority of the impact from Tartarus, he had to protect Luke, no matter what. One thing, he's blind; What do the Avengers have to do with all of this? Find out if you read this story. DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING AVENGERS AND PERCY JACKSON DON'T BELONG TO ME KEEP THIS IN MIND BECAUSE I AIN'T REPEATING IT THAT WILL GET ANNOYING!!!!!!!! Please, enjoy the... Fanfic? Show? Idk, JUST ENJOY IT!! 😁

______ - DISCONTINUED - (OG Version of Raising the Demon Spawn) ______ Percy's life has been twisted upside down. But you probably already know that this isn't news to hear when it comes to Percy Jackson. The summer started as a normal one for the demigod until certain secrets were revealed. With the break-up between him and his girlfriend, the loss of a family member, and his- what? Second? Third?- kidnapping following not too far behind. Everything was going by so fast that he couldn't keep up. That is until she arrived at his doorstep. Well, more like invited herself into his house with information that would even baffle you. The sole question is; will the son of Poseidon be able to protect the targeted boy? Er-sorry... Targeted Demon. . . . . . (Percy Jackson and the Olympians fanfiction) (Batman / DC fanfiction) ______

[ONGOING] A god in confinement. A demigod as company. A cell. A promise. A lie. Love. One chance to save what matters to them most: each other. But, first, they must enter a game of delusion and clarity; divinity and mortality; of truth and lies.

Perseus Jackson always hid who she was, masquerading as a man to protect not only herself but her mother as well. But now, years after both wars, Percy was a SHIELD agent through and through, deep connections forged together with some of the highest ranking agents there. As threats appear on the horizon, follow Percy as she becomes the Avenger's glorified babysitter, dealing with a whole slew of characters. (Perseus is a girl and Pietro is alive)