After Pein's invasion, Naruto is betrayed by his comrades and left to die. When he wakes up, he somehow travelled back in time to when he was genin and before Sasuke left, but that wasn't the strangest part... He is now a SHE, with the knowledge she has of the future and fuelled by bitterness from betrayal, Naruko plans to change her deathly fate, starting by seducing all the male population in her village #1 Naruto Harem #1 Naruko Uzumaki #1 Kakashi Hatake #1 SasufemNaru #1 KakafemNaru #1 Naruko #1 Fem Naruto ********** Originally by: Namikaze princess from Fan fiction.Net They didn't update after chapter 5, have been for 13 years, so I asked permission to take over and continue the fan fiction

Inspired by Arsenic Blues by 11QueenSupreme11 and Young Gods by phoenix1770, but with my own plot. This is a mix of reactions (WTS/WTM) and story. What happens when Percilla "Percy" Jackson got kidnapped by an alternate version of her father Poseidon that is more fearsome, cold-hearted, and bloodthirsty? How did he know about her? Why does he desperately want to claim her as his? Read and find out. Warning: Mature themes and some bad grammar and mistakes (I am not a pro writer). This is my first crossover so please go easy on me. It has been a while since I read the PJO series. *Cover art not mine* Percy Jackson belongs to Rick Riordan. Shuumatsu no Valkyrie (Record of Ragnarok) belongs to Shinya Uemura and Takumi Fukui.

in which y/n, also known as techno, guide the task force 141 through radio. (ghost x f!reader) © DULCESAINZ

Everyone thinks Ghost has no life outside the mask-until his secret brother, Kit Riley, steps onto base with a borzoi named Scott and a past he's done surviving. Soft around the edges and steel down the spine, Kit chooses safety at Ghost's side while 141 scrambles to adjust. Between missions and mess-hall chaos, healing becomes the mission-and family, non-negotiable. __________ There's a joke at base: Ghost doesn't have a life outside the mask. That ends the day a civilian steps off a transport-with a long-legged borzoi at his heel-and Ghost crosses the tarmac to pull him into a real hug. Meet Kit Riley: soft around the edges, steel down the spine. He's crossing oceans to start over where it's safest-beside his big brother. The team reels, adjusts, and meddles: Soap pokes, Gaz observes, Price measures, Alejandro and Rudy bring warmth, and Scott the borzoi judges everyone's life choices. Kit isn't a soldier, but he's dangerous in other ways: he reads a room, stitches skin and fabric, cooks like a pro, and refuses to break again. Healing isn't linear-and ghosts of the past don't always stay gone-but Ghost built him a place here long before he came, and he intends to make sure Kit never runs alone again. Hurt/comfort • found family • protective big brother Ghost • soft boy resilience • base life shenanigans • a very dramatic dog.🐕

Icarus, a faceless member of Taak Force 141, suddenly has his face revealed with a mission gone wrong. It doesn't seem to bother him, but now he's staying at the 141 base of operations, and it seems to bother someone else. TW//////// blood, death, torture A Call of Duty Fanfic (possibly a Ghost x Character; dunno yet.) All characters, except for Icarus and Amanda, and it takes place after the MW2 campaign (spoilers). Since we don't know what happens after it (yet) I took some inspiration from past games as to what may happened with some characters (i.e. Graves, Shepard).

Loyalty is a weapon, and trust can be fatal. "At least, not the whole truth. She never does. Get your head out of your ass Johnny. Your dick twitches every time you see her, it's clouding your judgment." "Alright, Simon, but I'll ask you this: If her only goal was to kill you, why did she follow you around for two years?"

[𝘙𝘌𝘋𝘈𝘊𝘛𝘌𝘋] 𝘖𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘻 [𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵/𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦] 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘓𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘴-2. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘉. 𝘖𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘻. 𝘈 𝘔𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘖𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘻, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘮, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘓𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘴-2 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, [𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵/𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦] 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘚𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮. 𝘓𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘴-2 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢

This is a dark romance story about a girl named Ashley. The story will contain multiple topics that may not be your thing, please read the trigger warnings before continuing. Ashley is a 24-year-old girl from the Netherlands. She is in her last year of college, where she studies programming. After a dare, she now helps people with their digital issues. The hacking jobs she gets paid for aren't too big, but it's easy money. Having to grow up in a toxic and traumatizing environment when growing up, has been a real challenge. With an abusive dad, who was both physically abusive as well as manipulative. He is a criminal, serving his time in prison after being caught dealing drugs and shooting a police officer. I was 14 years old when they arrested him. She always had a good relationship with her mom, even after the incident. The passing of my older sister as well as everything that went down with her dad, her mom turned to alcohol for comfort. And looking at her now, it's like staring at someone you don't know. It's only one more semester until graduation. The dream is to find a good job, and get out of her toxic environment. To start over somewhere fresh, away from her past. But things never go as you plan. Every Friday afternoon Ashley stays at this cafe 'Gracht' to work. But on this one Friday something happened which changed her life for good. She never planned to get kidnapped by the Mexican Cartel, or to work with the greatest task force 141. And least of all, did she not expect to find love there. !!! Trigger warnings: reverse harem/why choose, including aggressive language, physical and sexual assault, mental and physical abuse, violence, murder, and sexual scenes. A fanfiction story, all rights belong to Call of Duty and Activision.

The base clinic stinks of iodine and gunpowder. You're elbow-deep in some rookie's shrapnel wounds when the tent flaps snap open-Ghost's silhouette fills the doorway, blood dripping from his sleeve. "You," he growls. You don't look up. "Bleed out quietly or sit down." He does neither. But when you finally wrench the bullet from his bicep, his fingers dig into your thigh instead of the cot. You pretend not to notice. He pretends not to care. Both lies.

What to expect from this fanfiction:- Omegaverse (A/B/O) Religious themes (Being brought up in a religious household) Talk of big emotions (depression, anxiety, resentment) Gore and mention of bodily wounds Smut Alcohol consumption Use of drugs (main character is an army medic and uses drugs as such to help in the field) If you aren't okay with any of the things stated above, then this fanfiction is not for you. Any comments expressing upset or discomfort shall be deleted as you have been warned. (All rights to the characters, other then my own OC's, belong to the company Activison. Please do not use my character, Placebo, for one-shots or spinoffs. Cover Art is by the lovely @minxkicatty2 on Tiktok.) ~ Charlie 'Placebo' Green is an oddity. An Omega with a tongue and growl as sharp as her teeth, it was no such surprise that she has trouble finding somewhere to fit into society. When an old friend, Kate Laswell, called and asked to check in an old favour owed; Charlie finds herself returning home to England to meet with a pack in dire need of a medic. The problem? The 141 Task Force had gone through five medics in the past two months. After the pack had pushed away every other option presented to them, Laswell seemed to think that the Omega with a bite to match her bark may just be what the 141 needs.