in which the hamato boys meet the certified bummer of their high school.

A TMNT X PJO fiction Charlie Price found herself stuck between a shell and a hard place. It was difficult enough being a half-blood with the Second Titan War approaching, but now she was involved in a mortal issue with the fate of both worlds in her hands. If that wasn't enough she now has friends with their own secrets; how long could she hide hers? There is a swearing warning, and potentially gruesome - adult themes that may come up later in the story, so please be aware. I'll put warnings up if I feel like the content gets too deep into any specific topic. Percy Jackson belongs to Rick Riordan, and all the characters in it (minus a couple of original characters). Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles belong to Peter Laird and Kevin Eastman, with this story being heavily focused upon the 2014-2016 films by Michael Bay. I might make an alternate universe with the demigods in other tmnt universes, depending on how well this goes.

A fanfiction of a poly relationship of Zoey, Brick, Mike, and his alters, with my character. This is slowburn that lasts throughout the season. This is a product of my Maladaptive Daydreaming coping mechanism. This fic will be updated with a schedule of every wednesday, to the best of my abilities. If some contestants are out of character then I apologize in advance as that is how I imagine them to be. My character, Jesse, will be a fantasy run-off insert of me. Please do not criticise her development or reasoning.

"𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕩 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕪. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪...𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥. 𝕊𝕠, 𝕨𝕙𝕠'𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀'𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓****?"

Hanahaki..... Soulmate AU...... After game..... Saiouma,,- - It was just a game.. A vr simulation... Yet it all... Still feels so real. The nightmares that torment them.. And the fact they have to readjust into a new life that they don't recall. Some, have regained some sort of memories. Others don't remember anything. Personalities switched around.. For Kokichi, the stress and truama are bad enough on their own. But, the mask and personality he held to, still haunt him more. Working on trusting others is a task. Shuichi, with the stress of remember everyone's deaths, is stuck coping with overworking. All they ask to themselves... Is why.... 🍬 Trigger warning, and spoiler warning! I will also list the trigger that in warning about, so you know if it is or isn't something that you can deal with! Stay safe everyone, and please drink water 💕 🍬 C h a r t s 🍬 🍬 72 : Saiouma // August 17th 2020 🍬 19 : killinggame // August 24th 2020 🍬 8 : killinggame // August 26th 2020 🍬 228 : danganronpa // August 30th 2020 🍬 211 : danganronpa // September 2nd 2020 🍬 6 : saiouma // October 26th 2020 🍬 19 : shuichi // December 5th 2020 🍬 🍬

Y/n L/n, the Ultimate Female Yakuza. She's known for many things, but mainly known for surviving the killing school life with her friends, Makoto, Byakuya, Kyoko, Asihina, Toko and Yasuhiro. While the rest her friends went to Future Foundation, she decided to decline the offer, due to personal reasons, but still keep in touch with her friends. Ever since she became head of the, now renamed, Black Diamond clan, she has a place to call home. Everything is all well and fine until she ends up... at a tropical Island. (I DO NOT OWN DANGANRONPA)

You are a music student attending a local university. While taking out the trash at the restaurant you work at, you hear someone in a nearby alleyway. They seem hurt, so you go check to see if they are going to be ok. . . Important notes: - Whitty belongs to Sock.clip on Instagram! Please go check them out, their art is amazing and they have so many other fun characters to get to know! - Cover art is made by me! - This fic has no nsfw, please keep comments sfw - Slowburn! Things will build up over time in this story, I don't like to rush . . Hi guys! This is my first fic on Wattpad so I hope you enjoy. I currently attend university so updates may be a little slow from time to time but I'll try to be consistent. Not sure an exact direction for this story but I know how I want it to end, if I can complete it that is ;)

(ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE) A newcomer is embraced into the infamous city of vocal cord battles, ex-rockstars and runway criminals. (Y/N), a lady of 26, is excited to search this brand new home environment, meeting many lovely and strange people in her travels. However, she runs into a friendly and cheerful nun, who is tending to her flowers outside of a beautiful church. (Y/N) compliments the ladies flowers and the beauty of the nun's church. In return, the nun offers her a place in the church, claiming kind people like her deserve a safe, successful passage to Heaven. Upon entering the church, (Y/N) is greeted by somebody not so friendly. {𝗥𝘂𝘃 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿} - cover art made by @mildlyboy on Instagram!

After your family kicked you out, you decide to roam the empty streets of Raccoon City. While trying to leave your past behind, something strange happens...people start turning into things....and you don't know what they are. "Wait, so you're telling me that those- those things are dead?!" You questioningly say, you watch as the blonde turn to you. "You seem more surprised than I was."