╭─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───╮ 𝓗𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓸 had everything perfectly figured out. Her life in Konoha was going exactly according to plan. She graduated from the Academy dead last, mastered the art of looking permanently exhausted, and perfected a slouch so convincing that she became practically invisible to anyone searching for a capable shinobi. With midnight-blue hair loosely tied into half-braids and dark violet eyes forever clouded by a sleepy expression, Hisa was well on her way to achieving her lifelong dream: a quiet, risk-free career in civilian inventory management. Better yet, one day she'd simply take over her parents' restaurant. Peaceful. Predictable. Perfect. ...Then she was assigned to Team 7. Instead of quietly organizing kunai in a warehouse, Hisa is dragged across borders with a hyperactive blond walking disaster who treats every day of his life like the climax of a tragic hero's story, a brooding Uchiha prodigy with an attitude problem, a pink-haired fangirl, and a lazy silver-haired captain who knows far more about the village's penal code than any sane person should. When a simple escort mission goes completely off the rails in the Land of Waves, Hisa's survival instincts begin screaming at her. To stop her hopelessly idiotic teammates from getting themselves killed, she's forced to abandon the lazy act and reveal the one thing she never wanted anyone to see- Her razor-thin wire traps. Her terrifyingly precise calculations. And a strategic mind far too dangerous to stay hidden. She just wanted a peaceful life in the shinobi world. So what?! ╰─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☾ . :☆ﾟ. ─

𝐀𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧, 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.

Another world. Another life. Another Alicent. The Dance of Dragons was supposed to decide the future of House Targaryen. Instead, an ancient book appears. Within its pages lies the story of a woman none of them have ever met - yet a woman with the face of their queen. Alicent Wynthorne. The last daughter of an ancient magical house. The girl who sacrificed her happiness to save those she loved. The woman James Potter never forgot. The friend Lily Potter trusted above all others. The mother who refused to let Harry Potter become a weapon in another man's war. As Westeros watches her life unfold, they see an Alicent who challenges kings, defeats enemies, and chooses love without surrendering her power. Daemon sees a fire he never expected. Otto sees the daughter he always wanted - and the one he never allowed to exist. Rhaenyra sees the girl she lost. And Alicent Hightower sees something far more painful. Not a stranger. Not an enemy. A possibility. Because the cruelest punishment is not seeing what you lack. It is seeing who you might have become.

After Rhaenyra was sent back by the Fourteen Flames to prevent the Dance of the Dragons, she was unable to do so. The Dance commenced and the loss to the world was profound. The Gods declared one more attempt to shift the fabric of fate and called forth a Champion to do so. One they hoped would have the will to do what was necessary to rewrite the fate of Westeros. Brought to a new world, given a new fate, one woman must fight for not just the throne but her new family. She must shape the world anew, and prove she was worthy of the gods' faith. House of the Dragon fanfiction Daemon Targaryen x OC!Targaryen Warning - Death, war, violence, sex, incest, miscarriage, and likely many other things. As always I do not own anything related to Game of Thrones or House of the Dragon, the rights to this vast world are owned by GRRM. I am simply giving the world my own twist.

Nagashima Yuki finally transmigrated. More precisely, she reincarnated, straight into the deadly world of Jujutsu Kaisen. The moment she realized where she was, Yuki was thrilled. "Yes! I even got an awesome cursed technique! Time to join the protagonist squad!" All she had to do now was wait for recruitment. After all, wasn't a certain irresponsible white-haired teacher supposed to show up and bring talented kids to Jujutsu High? So she waited. And waited. And waited. "Why hasn't that white-haired teacher come to pick me up yet?! Hurry up and take me to Jujutsu High already!" But instead of an invitation... She attracted the attention of curse users. Now she's being hunted. Constantly. "Where are you, Gojo Satoru?! If Tokyo Jujutsu High won't take me, what about Kyoto?! Somebody recruit me already, please!!" When her life finally becomes impossible to maintain thanks to endless attacks, Yuki reaches a devastating conclusion: "This JJK production crew is way too dangerous! I quit the protagonist team!" And just before she walks into the darkness to fight it on her own terms, she glances back one last time at the school she once dreamed of joining. With tears in her eyes, she shouts toward the sky- "Gojo Satoru! Do you even know what you've lost?!" *** Gojo Satoru was born the strongest. In his entire life, only two things ever slipped through his fingers because he wasn't strong enough. One was the man who nearly killed him - Toji Fushiguro. The other was the mysterious person who appeared after his revival and took Toji away. Sorcerers inherit techniques. That person could dismantle them. Sorcerers attack with cursed energy. That person was immune. Sorcerers stand for justice. That person simply turned around, and walked into the darkness. Her name was Nagashima Yuki. And in the eyes of the jujutsu world, she was someone who stood completely opposite to sorcerers.

Before the Walls rose. Before Titans ruled the horizon. There was a secret burned out of history. She is the last ember of a bloodline the world tried to erase. Not Titan. Not Ackerman. Something older. Something feared. After watching her home crumble around her, Kaia Brandt escapes to inside the Walls with nothing but a tattered blanket and a promise echoing in her soul: Human first. But fire is patient. Years later, Kaia finds herself drafted into the Scouts as an unruly outsider with a sharp tongue and a soldier's precision. Her path collides violently with Captain Levi Ackerman, whose cold discipline clashes with Kaia's impossible will. He senses something dangerous beneath her skin, something that flickers like heat beneath stone. But also something familiar. Something fierce. As humanity hurtles towards its darkest hour, ancient blood awakens, and Kaia must choose between remaining hidden and rising from the ashes she was born from. If she burns, the world may rise with her. If she loses control, it will fall. Before the Walls, before the Titans...there was fire. And fire remembers what extinguished it. **I do not own any AoT characters or storyline. I only own the OC and my storyline.

Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan or Jujutsu Kaisen. One minute, Kira was a dedicated cosplayer, channeling the swagger of 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐨 on a rooftop. The next-lightning flash, reality bend-she's 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫, the female embodiment of the strongest sorcerer, blindfold and all, dropped straight into the nightmare that is 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧. Armed with the 𝐒𝐢𝐱 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, and a phone that trades ambient despair for modern comforts (hello, endless sweets!), Kira is dangerously out of place in a world where humanity hangs by a thread. Her effortless power and irreverent charm collide with soldiers who bleed for every breath behind the Walls. As she punches Titans into vapor, heals the broken, and faces Paradis' despair head‑on, Kira must choose: become humanity's impossibly powerful, candy‑loving guardian-or find a way back to the rooftop she came from. (Spoiler alert: she's probably just in it for more lollipops.) Follow Kira Stellar as she brings blinding power, chaotic humor, and a whole lot of 'Red' to a world that desperately needs a hero... even if that hero is a bit of a diva. Get ready for an AoT adventure unlike any other."

"𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚒," 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍---𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎. "𝚈/𝚗," 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. "𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖?" "𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠," 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. ~✵~ You joined the Survey Corps long before humanity had hope. He joined with nothing left to lose. Known as the Angel of Death, you've always fought like you were born for the battlefield. And you lived like you didn't want to make it to tomorrow. Humanities Strongest on the other hand was a sharp edge with killer instincts and a bad attitude usually aimed in your direction. Put in the same squad, Titans fall before you. Put in the same room and you can barely go five minutes without biting the other's head off. But war has a way of forcing people together. Even when your opposing bloodlines want to yank you apart.

When DAPHNE HARGROVE moves to Hawkins, Indiana from sunny California she soon hears about the curse that the Hawkins residents say lies upon the town. All while trying to navigate her new high school and her new life she meets some new people along the way. STEVE HARRINGTON, the king of Hawkins High, slowly starts to learn about his arch-nemesis's sister and after an unlikely encounter ends up getting Daphne pulled into an interdimensional battle with the evil in Hawkins. Come to find out the curse is real and it won't stop until all of Hawkins is taken.

༊*·˚ ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ꜰᴀʀᴍᴇʀꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ - not even a dying world can break first love. - trauma bonded, slowburn, grumpy x sunshine, teenage angst, friends to lovers, passion, tension, jealousy/possession, intimacy - carl grimes x fem!oc TWD seasons 2-8 third greene sister