Wherein the Originals, Scooby Gang, and Super Squad are brought together to watch Hope Mikaelson's life after she mysteriously falls into another universe. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [the vampire diaries universe x teen wolf] [watching the show] [cover by @evanschris-]

How does one move on from betrayal? That is a question that many throughout history have asked, but it is one that could never be answered. Everyone's betrayal it's unique and for some it cuts so deep that even the kindest hearts are damaged to be on repair.

You did it. You set off the nuke an wiped out those that had betrayed you after you had "fulfilled your purpose" an tried to incinerate you like unwanted trash. With their destruction, the cycle was broken. Or atleast that's what you'd like to believe. But that was then. Now you have a new assignment with a new employer. The job: Become a teacher an guide for a city filled with heavily armed, haloed an impressionable schoolgirls. But can an adult that was born to destroy an kill be trusted to lead these girls along the path towards their dreams? Time to get to work, Sensei. Disclaimer: contains spoilers for both Trepang2 and Blue Archive. All content belongs to their respective owners. Also need to come up with a better title.

Life has a twisted sense of humor, and Kishibe is about to become the punchline. For years, he's lived by a simple code: kill devils, train rookies who'll probably die anyway, and seduce women with practiced ease. Sure, Quanxi never fell for his charms, but who's counting? With a bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other, Kishibe has perfected the art of drowning out the screams, the blood, and the endless parade of corpses that define a Devil Hunter's existence. In his rare moments of silence, though, a question haunts him: What if I'd chosen differently? Then fate answers. A phone call shatters an ordinary afternoon, not a telemarketer, not a wrong number, but a lawyer with impossible news. A woman from his past has died, leaving him something in her will. Kishibe expects nothing more than forgotten trinkets, maybe a dusty painting from a relative he can't recall. When he finds out what is, or more specifically who it is he's shocked to his core. A four-year-old boy clutches a cloud-patterned blanket to his chest, eyes wide and uncertain. The child has his mother's features, yes, but in the curve of his jaw, the set of his eyes, Kishibe sees the unmistakable shadow of himself staring back. Kenji. That's his name. The man who thought he'd die alone, another nameless hunter swallowed by the darkness, now holds the small hand of a son he never knew existed. This child, fragile, innocent, impossibly his, is about to unravel everything Kishibe thought he understood about life, death, and the razor's edge between them. But Kenji won't just change one cynical Devil Hunter's world. He'll change the worlds of many. The world watches. Waits. Wonders whether this boy will become its salvation, or its damnation. Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.

A Max Mayfield x Male OC story: ON HIATUS UNTIL SEASON 5 Season 2-4: Season 2: Un-Edited Season 3: Un-Edited Season 4: Un-Edited Chris and his father moved into Hawkins after a tragic accident. Though he thought he would not be able to make pleasant memories in Hawkins, he finds himself able to make pleasant memories with another newcomer to Hawkins: Max Mayfield. --- #9 in OC x Canon ~ 07/08/2024 #5 in Duffer Brothers ~ 05/26/2024

The Eternal Recurrence failed to achieve the 'Good' ending and the destined End was unavoidable, the Worldbearer could only lament in his dying light as his body became Doom itself. However, he was given a second chance by an unlikely being, everything was restored and even his and Cyrene's wish were granted with no cost. Scratch that, the stranger only asked one thing. Can he do it? If you ask him. . . The answer is: "Let this be the second coming of the Dawn." Disclaimer: Wuthering Waves x Honkai Star Rail (Phainon-centric) x ???

[REVISIONS IN PROGRESS] Several months following the defeat of Sailor Galaxia, 16-year-old Usagi Tsukino and the rest of the Sailor Guardians have been able to enjoy a new era of peace. But this peace wasn't to last much longer, for a stranger from the stars would literally crash into their lives. An alien monster by the name of M/N (Monster Name). On the run from those who seek to slay him, he has crash landed on Earth and now finds himself lost in an unknown world. A world that would now become a prime target for his pursuers; the Order of Thordan. How long will he be able to survive? What is this strange new world he's found himself in? And can he learn to trust these Sailor Guardians, and vice versa? (Takes place in the 90s Anime continuity. I own nothing except the writing of this fanfic.)

The Four Kingdoms of Clover, Diamond, Spade, and Heart have existed in relative peace for decades at this point. Each Kingdom is protected by Magic Knights, individuals who can harness magic through the power of Grimoires. The Magic Knight Squads take on missions throughout the kingdom and defend it from outside threats. However there is a Fifth Kingdom, one that exists within the limbo between Life and Death. The Quincy Kingdom, a land that is home to humans who are spiritually aware and can harness the power of the soul. Unlike the other Kingdoms, they do not concern themselves with the affairs of the others. Rather they focus on hunting and slaying Devils that attempt to threaten humanity, waging a seemingly eternal war on them. When a young man from the Clover Kingdom sets foot in the world of the Quincy, finding that he has a deeper connection to it than most. The young man learns to harness the power he has within if he hopes to defend the Four Kingdoms from the threat of the Devils. Black Clover belongs to Yūki Tabata and Studio Pierrot, Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo and Studio Pierrot, the OCs and Plot are my creation.

The Ink Demon... No one remembers when he first crawled up from Hell's depths-only that his arrival made waves large enough to rival the Radio Demon's own debut. He appeared without warning, cutting down overlords and sinners alike-great or small, it made no difference. At first, no one could understand the pattern, why his victims seemed so random. But then... the truth bled through the static. One night, a black-and-white cartoon flickered to life on every television across Hell. There they were-the missing overlords-smiling wide, their eyes empty and ink-dripping, dancing to a tune they couldn't escape. The Ink Demon had turned them into his puppets, twisting their torment into a grotesque show... all for his audience's amusement.

"𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕.. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏 𝒊𝒕!!! 𝑷𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒘𝒘𝒘!!!" "𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝒀/𝑵, 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒑𝒚𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒄? 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅? 𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆! 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆!" 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐘/𝐍 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥-𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥-𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞... 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬???