I got this inspiration from a couple things like this that I've read so.... idk roll with it. I'm basically imagining the houses as certain things/places/people/whatever

"I am visiting under unusual circumstances. I won't bore you with the details but I have lost something of mine and I was hoping you could help me find it." " I'm sure I can help you find whatever you need." He was slightly confused. "But what exactly have you lost?" "My mate." Silence. "Does she know you are looking for her?" "Oh yes, she knows." Camila started choking on her food. She tried to maintain her spluttering so she wouldn't draw attention to herself. Taine noticed and decided to keep going. His eyes bored into her. "She actually decided to run from me... I don't know if she was a coward or just too weak and selfish to even consider giving me chance." She threw her cutlery down and stood up, leaning over the table. Her teeth were bared and a low growl emitted from the back of her throat. She felt hairs rising on her arms and neck. Usually even-tempered, she was now bubbling with rage. Taine didn't react well to her growl and mirrored her pose. He was trying to put her in her place, into submission. She was not having it. --- Destiny's collide, they crash and they scar. Rough seas, tidal waves, fighting for dominance in an ocean so deep... Despite the viscous ink of lies and deceit, secrets, sins one breath from leaving the lips. Love is the serenity that can calm all storms and transform all hardened hearts. For to love is to be set free from all shackles that bind you to the darkness. Whether it is the red string of fate or the curse of the moon, you cannot hide from your destiny. IT WILL FIND YOU. So...will you fight it?

Zodiac signs that involves Creepypasta. Play around and see who, how, why, where, and what you're signs do. Request are ALWAYS open. I hope you enjoy. Cover by me.

watching PM Seymour, he asked for a fanfic I delivered

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Paul got a job offer at Casper High. He's going to teach Mixed Grades English. When things start going awry, Paul excuses Percy. But what happens when Paul starts noticing Danny Fenton keeps asking to be excused at the same time as Percy? Percy just got home from the Giant War. He's shocked to see everything in boxes. When he finds out Paul and Sally are heading to Amity Park for the school year, he tags along and heads to Casper High for senior year, while Annabeth heads to Boston to look for her cousin, Magnus. When strange things start happening, Paul excuses Percy, but what happens when there is a ghost boy always right behind him. And why does Danny keep disappearing? Danny is tired. He keeps fighting the same ghosts day after day, but they just keep coming back. Along with some other ghosts that Danny's never seen before. When an old friend of his mom shows up with her son, Percy, and husband, Paul, who is going to be teaching English this year. But when Danny notices Paul keeps excusing Percy every time a ghost attacked, he starts to get curious about Percy's past. What will happen when Danny starts investigating Percy?

What am I? Where am I? Who am I? I don't know. When Percy is 5 years old she gets into a car reck. She Lost her mother, Sally Blofis, her Step father, Paul Blofis, and the one essential thing. Her memory. That's were the Avengers come in. Most importantly Tony Stark. Fem! Percy Jackson

The cold is not a power to underestimate. I should know. I had to suffer the pain of becoming someone else. And all those who inflicted this pain upon me are in no position to try and worry about me. They don't care. I can't trust them. The cold is trustworthy. Nothing ever changes. ~*~ I have decided my original of Glaciem sucked. tres terrible. (edit: this one is better but still not good) So I am making a second one! Hopefully better, longer, more though out, and planned.

So I had this idea in my sick imagination, or maybe someone already came up with it and I just haven't seen the story yet. So everyone has probably seen the type of story where Clint Barton is a demigod son of Apollo... But what if, instead he was the UNCLE to a demigod son of Apollo, Will Solace to be exact. Will's mother dies in a tragic fire, but with only one living relative in the New York area, he has no choice but to go live with him. Him being his new uncle that he just discovered existed. And his uncle being none other than Clint Barton, more famously known as Hawkeye. There's a slight problem though, Will has a bit of a grudge against the archer and possibly even a score to settle... What will happen? Read and find out By the way, I enjoy constructive criticism but plain criticism is just mean soooo... be nice please. And not just to me, to all the stories you read. DISCLAIMER: I don't own Percy Jackson because the genius Rick Riordan does and Marvel owns the Avengers. Set after the Second Giant War, and before Age of Ultron. GOTTA BLAST Comment if you get the reference!

Percy Jackson. A name that many knew. He was a hero to all. But Percy Jackson is not here anymore. Not since Sally Jackson was murdered in her sleep with her husband and unborn child. Not since I read the note beside Sally Jackson's head. Not since Percy Jackson's family accused me of murdering his mother. Not since the Gods threw me out of Olympus. Not since I learned that Sally Jackson was a Warlock. Not since I learned of my uncle. Percy Jackson is no more. Now there is only me and Uncle. Otherwise known as . . . . . Noctis Bane and Magnus Bane. High Warlocks of Brooklyn. 》》》》》 I do not own the Shadowhunters series or books, nor do I own Percy Jackson. I am only entitled to the plot of the story. Noctis will meet the Shadowhunter crew and help them throughout their journey. No idea if I will pair him with someone yet.