*Start of Journal Entry* "For many years, I've felt... off. Something doesn't feel exactly comfortable, and I feel confused about my identity. Ever since I was young and capable of comprehension, I grew this weird attachment to a show named Digimon. Yeah, call me cringe central, but I feel at home. Whatever is empty inside of me fills with love and compassion when I watch the show. When I write my own short stories about Digimon. When I day dream about being a part of that world. I just want the suspense, the action, and friends impossible to have in this lame life. Oh! That's my parents." *The Journal Entry Stops There* In truth, this writing was five years ago. I was fourteen years old. So young. So harmless.... little did I know that the day I wrote that entry, my life flipped. Two years after that entry, I had lost everything I loved. I lost my parents, as well as my brother. My sister was taken away, put into foster care. As some say, "the past is the past," or "just let it go." Yeah, sorta hard to let go of your past when it comes back and haunts everything you do. The year is now 2017, I'm what I oh so wished to be friends with. About making friends though? I made friends, but I have lost so much ever since I met them. I digress. Back to what I've become. I started as an innocent child, but I have become a creature with split personalities and bloodlust. Tooth and claw are my tools of rendering flesh, and flame for singeing those who hinder me. I am the beginning, and the end. I have caused chaos, now I must control it. Truthfully, I have made what I hate. Read through my story, and discover the life of someone very peculiar. Someone who's been raised by the very culture of digital creatures reveals that they are all unified in their struggle. The life of someone who brings all together to fight as one, the very purpose of a digital creature. This is the Life of a Digimon

Ciel just doesn't understand his 'tent' mate, or his feelings, or anything to be exact, all he knows is that no matter how much he hates the boy, he doesn't want him to leave him alone. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY KUROSHITSUJI CHARACTERS AND I NEVER HAVE!

This will basically just Book of Circus, but entirely in Doll's perspective. (I might change the ending at least a little bit) Anyways, hope you enjoy! ^.^ (please forgive me if I get anything wrong, it's been a while since I've watched Book of Circus or Black Butler in general, sadly. ;-;) Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story

An Overwatch Fanfiction, 15 year old Evan Stewarts also known as Red, had his normal life ripped away from him during the end of the Omnic Crisis at the age of 5. 2 years later he is rescued of the streets by an organization know as Talon. He is given powers and a chance to finally get his revenge on the one organization he blames, Overwatch.

Someone is stealing money from Ciel Phatomhive, but who? The answer is harder to swallow and Ciel thought its a girl who looks exactly like his mother, and this girl has a dark past much like Ciel. (Btw I suck at writing descriptions trust me the actual story is better than the description lmao)

After a small deal with Bill, Dipper is taken away for 6 years of his life. After some time the rest of the gang all accepts to accept the fact that Dipper is gone. But when news arrives the Dipper is back, they take the long journey back to Gravity Falls only to see that the Dipper they wanted was the one they didn't get. And in order to keep the world safe, they must do things they never thought they would have to, or, try to bring him back to reality and sanity.