5-year-old Harry Potter overhears his aunt complaining to his uncle about the "freaks" camping nearby. Maybe if they are the same type of "freak" he is they will want him? Rating: NC-17 Pairings: HP/DM, HP/OMC, Severus/OMC, Remus/OMC/OFC, Remus/Sirius and others as the story progresses Warnings: Under 18 - Harry is still at school. AU, mentions of child abuse, Slash, Violence, Sexual Situations, powerful Harry, manipulative Dumbledore, there are chapters with vampire blood play, het, threesome, and third person remembering of non-con and murder of children. I will give warnings before those chapters so it can be skipped over- or rushed to. Despite these warnings it really isn't a dark story, if you have questions feel free to contact me. Characters: Harry, Draco, Dumbledore, Snape, Lupin, Sirius, Lucius Malfoy, and standard Hogwarts crew, plus OMC and OFC Beta: the amazing Rakina Author Notes: Pairings and warning could change, so please check every chapter- sorry but I can't plan ahead. Mudiwa is pronounced (moo-DEE-wah) Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story.

People knew there was something wrong with this kid, you'd be blind not to have. After all, who in their right mind would ask a psychotic murderer to carry them? I do not own HunterxHunter, I am simply creating a different spin on the story. No harm is intended and I do not make money off of this. Please do not copy my work, but you may translate it if desired.

Sakura was tired. So very tired. And it's not even the type of tired you feel after a sleepless night. Or the type you feel after exercising. It's a deep rooted tired, that you feel in the very depths of your soul. That makes the seconds feel like minutes, the minutes feel like hours, the hours feel like days, and days feel like months. It's a type of tired that makes you wonder why you're still here. And the reason for this tiredness, is that Sakura simply cannot die. Well, she can die, but when she does, her life simply starts over. In her first life, she was a hopeless romantic, fallen head over heels for a certain Uchiha. In her second life, she was a confused scholar, searching for the reason of her rebirth. In her third life, she was a careless daredevil, showing no regard for her life. In her fourth life, she was moody, getting sick of this game. In her fifth life, she gave up hope, knowing that the process would always repeat itself. In her sixth life, she took a blade to herself, hoping to move on. She didn't. In her seventh life, she was a killer, a merciless assassin. In her eighth life, she was a traveler, searching the world for an answer. In her ninth life, she became a leader, her name known far and wide. In her tenth life, she was a civilian, a small, little nobody. Now her thirty third life has come to an end (she was a genius musician in this one), and something goes wrong in the rebirth process. To put it simply, the gods screwed up. They were careless with an especially important soul-an immortal soul. A soul that belonged to a person rebirthed so many times that her soul carried so much wisdom and knowledge that it needed special handling. In the end, they accidentally put her soul into another body. A body that was already occupied. A body belonging to none other than Madara Uchiha. *#1 in the madasaku tag, March 19, 2019!* *#2 in the narutofanfiction tag, May 23, 2019*

Everything she does mends the world around her, but she is considered a monster. If she touches the earth, delicate white flowers sprout from the soil. If she touches the skin of another, their bodies are cleansed of any pain or sickness. If she speaks, her voice entices any listener with its inexplicable tone. And if she sings, miracles happen. She doesn't go outside, she doesn't touch people, she doesn't speak, and she never sings. Regardless of her desire to do those simple things, her unobliging caretakers would never allow it. All she can do is sit and watch as the world moves on without her . . . But what will she do when a strange group of travelers enter the village and the barrier standing between her and freedom is finally removed? Will she flee into a journey full of color? Or will she cower in fear of revisiting the horrors of her bloodstained past? - - - "Do you have a name?" ". . ." "Can you speak?" ". . ." "I have a feeling we're going to get along rather well." - - - OC x Shin-Ah :)

This is all about Aizawa from My Hero Academia, I don't think there are nearly enough stories about him so heres my take on a cute story about him. Hope you enjoy it too! I don't own any of the characters from the show just a handful of myown. All the art throughout is mine though!

Her name was Liz and she was classified as a monster despite both her and her parents never harming a fly, even when it ment in self defense. This coasts her mother her life then eventually her father leaving a scared 18 year old to wonder from city to city homeless. Then, she heard about the hunters exam. Sick of running and hiding, Liz decides that taking the exam would give her the means to finally start living. She has offically lost hope in finding a protector crowning herself to be it. How funny it was that just when she gives up the perfect protector shows up. Her parents had it all wrong, it wasn't the knight in shinning armor she needed. It was the jester with blood stained hands.

COVER BY TheInfinityOfMaybe! She was a mere speck floating around in the universe. Battling against insecurities, anxieties, a broken home and a twisted up past. Jackie never thought she was strong before. Self judgement was a heavy rock upon her shoulders. That is untill she closed her eyes and wished for something. Little did she know that something would be to wake up in the Naruto universe. Maybe with the help of a certain bushy browed ninja she'll learn that she too, can have the strength of a rock!

[1st place BNHA Wattys Izuku fanfics category] Izuku gives up becoming a hero and decides on becoming a musician. Little did he know that one of his loyal fans would start falling in love with him. This is a izukuxjirou fanfic

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The beauty of the era of quirks wasn't the amazing abilities; it was that nobody sane would even entertain the thought that Kuroko, the most wanted vigilante in all of Japan, was Quirkless. Disclaimer: This story does not belong to me. It belongs to @A_ToastToTheOutcasts on Archiveofourown, and neither of us owns Boku No Hero Academia. Current Word Count: 90,014