Julianna Dent Crock is a 13 year old girl from Crime Alley. Follow her in her traumatic journey as she tries to run from her family history and do better through Batman, without telling him the whole truth. This is a Jason Todd x OC story and characters have been aged up

The world knew Bruce Wayne as many things: a philanthropist, a billionaire, a silent guardian in the dark. But Atlas knew him as a set of rules. A series of cold, calculated decisions that prioritized the "mission" over the boy standing in the foyer of Wayne Manor. Six years ago, Atlas hadn't been given a choice. While Jason and Richard were groomed for the rooftops-trained in the art of the hero-Atlas had been handed a different fate. He was the one deemed too different, too difficult, or perhaps just too much of a reminder of Bruce's own failures. So, Bruce had sent him to the one place that promised to break a man down and rebuild him into a tool: the army. Six years. Two thousand, one hundred, and ninety days of "hell." Now, standing on the tarmac under a bruising gray sky, the transition felt like a physical weight. All around him, the air was thick with the sounds of reunion. Sobbing mothers, laughing wives, children screaming as they collided with their fathers' camouflaged chests. Atlas didn't move. He stood at attention, his spine a rigid line of steel, his gaze fixed on a point exactly six inches above the horizon. He was waiting. Not for a hug, not for a welcome, but for the one thing he had been trained to survive on. An order. "Atlas." ________________________ $-OC $-Batfam $-Original $-Black sheep of the family $-No ships [Art by me]

This is a proper rewrite of "to be greater" but with a few changes You're Y/n a teenager who by some miracle got powers from a test subject spider serum, struggling with school life and being a part-time superhero.

This is a one-shot book; I am not taking requests for this. These are just thoughts I have while working on my other book. They are short, and some of them might be turned into full stories later on, but for now, they are short and long one-shots. ONE chapter will be posted WEDNESDAY. Some of these WILL be turned into full stories later on. The book is already completed; I am not taking requests for any one-shots. Enjoy.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, a girl joins her father at his new teaching job at an all-boys school called Welton Academy. What a joy. ──── ❦ ──── [𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆!][𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃!] [𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘.ᐟ𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄.ᐟ𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑] [𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒.ᐟ] [𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄.ᐟ] ──── ❦ ──── ✦𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒⸝⸝ I, in no way shape or form have been involved in the production of Dead Poets Society; Dead Poets Society was written by Tom Schulman; Directed by Peter Weir. Dead Poets Society is owned by Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures. I am not apart of any of these companies and everything belongs to its original creators and writers. I am not making a single bit of money off of this fanfiction; It is purely for fun and entertainment purposes only. ──── ❦ ──── ❥ © EXTREMELYLULU 2025 | all rights reserved. do not republish, steal, repost, modify, translate or claim any of my work as your own.

Peter Hale x OC ©️ derekhalekolmlover

Butterfly Effect - "The butterfly effect is a theory in chaos theory that describes how small changes in a system can lead to large consequences in the future." Will have mature themes but no smut!

imp demons go to earth and kill people with the help of hell hounds guess not all dogs go to heaven

This book is an old version to a book that was recently published on Amazon. This version is completely different from the other one. (Modern AU - Mafia - Psychotic) "He lifted his chin slightly and his eyes gazed into mine with assertion. I took an unprofessional note on how the blue crystal-like color glimmered in the light, almost like how the sun shines on the dancing ocean. For being an unhinged killer, he was a gorgeous man and it's nearly impossible to deny that. But I guess that's what makes him all the more dangerous; you can easily see a sweet angel on the first glance, completely missing the murderous devil that lurks underneath." Working as a psychiatrist at the Coruscant Institution for the Criminally Insane has always been the job of your dreams. The minds of the twisted and the deranged have always fascinated you, the way they think was unlike any other. And when you finally land your dream job, your first patient is the the most unhinged of them all. At first you thought of yourself as lucky. But you soon come to realize that no amount of training could have ever prepared you for the challenges of Anakin Skywalker. **CONTAINS SMUT** •This was inspired by Harley Quinn and The Joker, but I will not at all be following their story. I will be creating my own.• I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.

𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐎 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝑴𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒐𝒀𝒖𝒋𝒊𝒙𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓) Caution (Mild to heavy spoilers) In 2086, the world no longer fears the name of curses. But it hasn't forgotten him. After defeating Ryomen Sukuna and escaping the execution that once hung over his head,Yuji Itadori chose to keep fighting-living on as a Jujutsu sorcerer long after the battles were supposed to end. He was meant to grow old. He never did. For 64 years, Yuji has remained unchanged-cursed with a body that refuses to age, forced to watch everyone he loved disappear one by one. Time moved forward. He didn't. And somewhere along the way, the boy who saved people became a man who no longer lets anyone get close. Until she returns. Unsealed after decades lost to time, she awakens in a future she doesn't recognize-where curses have evolved, the past has faded into myth, and one familiar presence lingers just out of reach. Yuji knows she's alive. But he doesn't come to her, he remembers what it means to lose her. And he's not sure he can survive it again. But as new dangers rise and fate pulls her back into his orbit, distance begins to crumble-and so do the walls he spent decades building. Because some promises outlive time. And some love... endures even a curse that was never meant to be broken. _______ 𝑱𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏/𝑱𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝑴𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆.𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝑮𝒆𝒈𝒆 𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒀𝒖𝒋𝒊 𝑰𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒊. 𝑨𝒏𝒚 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔.