When Frieren, the elven mage who has walked through centuries, is drawn into the world of Lugunica, she meets Subaru, a young man bound by a mysterious power to return from death. Intrigued by his curse and the struggles of those around him, Frieren begins to see echoes of her own journey in this unfamiliar world. As she bonds with Subaru, Emilia, and Beatrice, Frieren finds herself facing new battles, long-buried memories, and unexpectedly friendships that challenge her understanding of life, loss, and purpose. Will these newfound bonds guide her to the answers she's quietly sought for so long? (both series and characters don't belong to me and belong to their respective creators, any images used are not owned by me) (this is for purely entertainment purposes) Cover made by @gustofwind45

He'd finally found them. Tom Riddle's heir. A boy no older than seventeen, with hair of a raven night and eyes of a churning ocean. The wizened old man closed the weathered book. The Fates had been kind enough to let him in on this secret, one he fully intended to use to his advantage. The boy must not fall into the wrong hands. It was time to pay an old student a visit. ~ DISCLAIMER: I do not own either the Harry Potter characters nor the Percy Jackson characters used in this story. None of the characters are mine more shall I pretend they are, this is but a work of fiction. Characters belong to their respective owners (JK Rowling and Rick Riordan). The plot however, is my own. ~ Edited by BookwormMDCCCXIII

Yup. Me, Percy Jackson, a monster? Ha. Could never be me. ... Funny story, actually- A/N Hi!! Tanks for checking out meh story :D Dis is NOT a Chaos story that actually has Percy as an overpowered revenge seeking super emo person that has trust issues. Well maybe the trust issues thing is true, but still I kinda hate those cliche chaos plots but hey Me personally They're pretty good So I added SOME chaos in here but it's just a side thing The rest, well, the rest is pretty much my own idea with plot twists that'll probably kill your soul (hehe), murder(mwahahahah), some crossovers, and plain good old persassy too. Enjoy!

During Gaea's defeat, Percy Jackson falls into Tartarus, again. After years of constant fighting he emerges from Tartarus once more with quite the reputation. Only he exited from the wrong set of doors. PJO/DC crossover

Hell. Torture. Suffering. Percy knew he would endure anything to return to his love, but the only thing is, would he be the same person when he returns?

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.

Percy Jackson has lost everything. After barely escaping Tartarus, he washes up on the shores of Berk, broken, exhausted, and ready to disappear. But fate has other plans. From the moment Hiccup Haddock and Jack Frost find him, the bond snaps into place-strong, undeniable, inescapable. But there's a problem. Percy feels it. They don't.

Percy has been kidnapped, made to forget everything: his name, his status, and worst of all; Chaos. The future seems grim, but can Chaos save his beloved?

Percy is betrayed by the one person he loved. After defeating Kronos, he gets an offer from the gods and becomes an Olympian. (Perpallo)

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."