CREDS TO @odiumfati CUZ THIS BAE OF MINE DID THIS COVER TOO! ************************ "Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true." Mori-senpai was what you would label stoic and serious. He barely left Honey's side, and whenever you saw him, you'd see him with the under average-sized blond cousin of his. Chiyoko was a kaleidoscopic entity, she was a mystery within a wonder. She was brave, and never backed down from an adventure, no matter what the cost. She was what you'd consider lively and always had a cherry lollipop dangling from the edge of her mouth. When she entered Ouran Academy, everyone was swept away by her quirky and eccentric ways, Mori most of all. She was a walking jumble of emotions, and he was the blank statue that was just. . .there. They were complete and utter opposites. The worst part? She only sees him as an overprotective friend. So what was Mori to do when Chiyoko started falling for the wrong person, his blonde cousin? And as secrets start to unravel, memories are shattered, things that seemed impossible suddenly become plausible, and a certain Host Club is thrown into a mix of fire and ice, things are bound to get a little crazy.

Midori Kawano is a normal teenage girl... well, as normal as a socially awkward orphan can be. Upon getting accepted to the prestigious Ouran Academy, Midori collides dramatically with a rather odd group, who call themselves a host club.

Percy, Annabeth, Thalia, and Nico are given their most dangerous quest yet. A quest that requires great courage, bravery, and wisdom. A quest that will decide the fate of all demigods for the rest of history. They must...go to school? Oh, but this isn't a regular school. This is a school of magical beings. This is a school of wonders the demigods could only dream of. This is a school...of witchcraft and wizardry. The demigods are going to Hogwarts.

PJO fanfic. overdramatic(?) OC. Crack? *** I 'fell in love' with the wrong girl, and was blinded for it. Now, an eternity later, I'm still hiding and hoping Artemis and her Hunters don't find me any time soon, because I really don't fancy having to break another jackalope curse. In fact, I've sworn off girls for life, not even allowing myself little 'oh that random girl walking by is kinda cute' moments, because I am sure that the moment I do is the moment I die. And you know, being blind and somehow immortal (rather, I won't die unless I'm killed) and not even being able to escape Artemis' wrath in death really sucks! To all you dudes out there, please: don't EVER hold the door for a girl in sparkly silver camping gear. Artemis will automatically assume you are being a pervert rather than using common courtesy, and try to kill you. She's, like, the embodiment of radical feminism. DON'T DO IT, MAN. NOT EVEN IN ANCIENT-GREEK TIMES. SHE GOUGED MY EYES OUT WITH A SPORK, AND SPORKS WEREN'T EVEN INVENTED YET.