Jason's drunken one night stand turns into something much more complicated after he has a villians baby. Now that said villian knows he had a kid, he'll stop at nothing to find him. Even if it means killing Jason to do so. Jason loves Rider more then anything in the world and would give anything to protect him. Even if it means leaving him with the family he hasn't talked to in years. luckily for him, Alfred's pretty good with babies. What will Bruce do when he finds out Jason's in trouble and that he has a grandson? And what will he do when he finds out who Riders other father is? . . . . The bat boys are all around the same age in this one. Ships and pairings will appear later in the story. . Dick - 23 Jason - 21 Stephanie - 20 Tim - 20 Cassandra - 18 Damian - 17 Rider - 4months.

When I was eighteen I died. But it wasn't only me. Right before I was killed I was forced to witness my brothers deaths. They had been protecting me. And their last words to me, before the light left their eyes, was that they wanted me to live. When the bullet hit me I desperately wished for a second chance. When I opened my eyes the next second I found myself in my childhood room. I somehow had regressed time and back at me stared my ten-year-old self through the mirror. But it wasn't the place I wanted to be, not with my father. He was abusive and I didn't plan on going through everything again. Not this time. This time I would find my brothers sooner, and I would protect them and our happy life together. Fate be damned! I am Angelica Romano-Costello and I will take my fate into my own hands.

Nico had two goals when he moved to Gotham #1- help new demigods get to Camp #2- don't meet the Waynes He didn't have anything against the family, how could he when he was only told about them the day before he moved, but he had heard about the serial adoption of black haired kids. He already had a strained relationship with his father, he didn't need a second one. -------- As Nico sat in the park with the random boys he befriended, he finally felt normal. They didn't know who his father was; hell, they thought his father was dead. He was quite literally the most free he had been since Italy and even then, it was under Mussolini at the time so that was a bit of a stretch. The calm seemed universal throughout the group until Tim's phone rang. "Oh shit, it's Bruce." Immediately all of them were on alert scanning the surrounding area while Tim talked on the phone, panic in his eyes. "He was on the other side of the park for a walk between meetings and saw a picture of us walking in the park online," Tim said as soon as he hung up. "Wait wait wait" Nico said as Jason looked like he was preparing to literally throw him into the tree. "Bruce as in Bruce Wayne? You're the Wayne's?! And why are you acting like he's gonna shoot me on sight?" "He's gonna shoot adoption papers at you." Damian mumbled, once again begrudgingly reviving a high five from Tim and Dick. Jason just rolled his eyes as he made his hands a step for Nico to get in the tree. "Yes we're the Wayne's. How do you know of us, but not have a clue what we look like?" Nico climbed onto the lowest branch that was a good six feet off the ground. "I was technically homeless until a few months ago and just got a phone last month, sue me for never seeing a picture," he said in a whisper yell before continuing to scale the tree. -------- Daily updates at 12:15am EST

percilla Jackson, or Percy as she was known, lay amidst the carnage, the last ember of life flickering in her sea-green eyes. Her friends, fallen heroes of Olympus, surrounded her, their lifeless forms a chilling testament to the brutal battle. Then, a blinding light consumed her; a chorus of divine voices, Zeus's rage a palpable force, Poseidon's sorrow a tidal wave. Against her will, she was reborn - the Goddess of Justice, Vengeance, Children, and Peace, a cruelly ironic quartet of domains. A century passed, the weight of her impossible responsibilities crushing her. Her pain, far from fading, spiralled into a vortex of despair, threatening to shatter the very fabric of her divine existence. Lord Chaos, ever vigilant, saw her impending destruction. He couldn't allow such a powerful being to unravel, not when the cosmos trembled at the thought. With a flick of his chaotic hand, he sealed her divinity, her memories reduced to a whisper of her name, Percy, and her sea-green eyes a striking contrast to her now youthful appearance. He plucked her from the Olympian realm, depositing her in a dimension where the Old Gods were mere legends, a world shrouded in shadows and echoing with forgotten magic. He chose his vessel carefully: Jason Todd, the Red Hood, a man haunted by his own demons, a man who craved purpose. Based on other ff with dad Jason - Jason pulls a Bruce Wayne by Lynna5555 The Boy King and the Dark Knight by: fuckmylifeifykyk I see you're still doing the same old by:reading16 (Ao3) for one so small by: stratagem (Ao3)

There was something strange about the first princess, daughter of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia of Dorne. What people didn't know what made her strange was not the curse of her father's incestual bloodline, but because inside the princess was the soul of a successful female architect from the modern times, who was reborn as Princess Rhaenys Targaryen. She now must navigate through the looming threats and challenges of her new life, escaping a rebellion, saving the common people, running away from enemies, and accidentally proposing marriage to the strongest Dothraki horselord in Essos, Khal Drogo.

Everybody knows the Dutton Family but none of them have made a name for themselves quite like the youngest, Mae Evelyn Dutton. She's a force to be reckoned with, just like her big sister but can she overcome past demons knocking at her door? You'll just have to read and find out.

Ella Wheeler left the Yellowstone Ranch nine years ago but one call from her best friend, Beth Dutton, brings her back. She's not the girl she used to be, now she's a lawyer with the same sharp tongue, she helps the Dutton family fight against enemies from all sides. Ella reconnects with her older brother, Rip, as well as some old friends. Kayce Dutton x OC

In a world we're soulmates exist. Everyone has one or more, what happens when three people in the same team are each other soulmates but they have one more. Derek Morgan, Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid are each other soulmates but they have one more, one person they haven't found yet. What happens when they get a case that is centered right around there last soulmate What happens when Gracelynn Swan a 17 almost 18 year old singer meets all three of her soulmates but something in her past made her cautious of even meeting them Read Give us a chance to find out if the love Morgan, Reid and Hotch have for Gracelynn will out weigh the horror of her past Aaron Hotchner x Derek Morgan x Gracelynn Swan x Spencer Reid

Marshall Hale, Rosalie's biological older brother, is nothing more than a pretty face with a snarky attitude and a long list of bodies backing his name. He doesn't care for much aside from his family, friends, and music. Almost anything else is just a passing fad for Marshall. At least, that's the case until Paul shows up; and suddenly the world has just a little more meaning. Most Impressive Ranking(s): #1 in lahote as of 2/20/22. #1 in samesexrelationship as of 2/27/22. #1 in maledancer as of 2/27/22. #1 in interspecies as of 3/5/22. #1 in werewolfxvampire as of 3/8/22. #1 in twilightsaga as of 3/10/22. **Completely Edited!**

Maison, or "Sonny" as her friends called her, has always been lucky. even when she was a kid but now that the world has come to an end, will her luck eventually run out? or will she always live lucky? ∆ Disclaimer/Authors note I own nothing from The Walking Dead, only my own characters and their backgrounds, and alterations to the storyline. My third Daryl Dixon fic, yes. But it will be a lot longer than the other two, I promise. Season 3 - ? Please vote, comment and enjoy!