Eight years have gone past and the world has changed a lot for the Sudrian engines. But these years won't be the downfall of the North Western, rather the thriving. With new engines coming in and old ones returning to join the railway or just for one last story. These stories will show the stories that were salvaged from the very core of the island. These are the stories from the Salvation Collection. Main Characters: Thomas the Tank Engine James the Red Engine Spamcan the Peak Class Diesel Murdoch the Heavy Goods Engine Arthur the Big Tank Engine Gabriel the Warclaw Jinty the Shunting Engine Edward the Blue Engine Based on The Railway Series by Rev. W. Awdry and Christopher Awdry And Thomas the Tank Engine & Friends by David Mitton and Brit Allcroft Thomas & Friends is owned by Mattel Awdry Family. I own nothing.

(Update as of 2023:) This story will in fact, be continued, but will be rewritten on a different story, not on here. This one will be marked "completed" permanently. I apologize for taking so long to write this, but things had been difficult and for a long time I felt embarrassed and unmotivated. Thank you all for reading this anyway. Warning: Not recommended for readers below the age of 13. Contains heavy cursing and strong language, depictions of self-harm, non consensual activities and sexual references. Absolutely none of this is intended to be romanticized or condoned, and I deeply apologize if it does so. We've all been here before right? New transfer students, totally normal, right? Two words: TOTALLY NOT. They all seem very interested in you, a bit TOO interested if you ask me. But you start to have doubts; you were socially awkward, and depressed too, of course, they wouldn't like you, no one does, I mean, who would? Fortunately, these guys do. First story I've ever written, go easy on me lol. I'm sorry if it starts out really cringey in the beginning. I do not own the koopalings, only the plot, the koopalings rightfully belong to Nintendo. Lmao and I mean, guys can read this too :0 All photos/art used here belong to their rightful owners. (Cover art on Pixiv by lzesmelt.) Btw, I especially thank all those who've read/voted/commented this, it really means a lot to me!

When Bowser falls ill, it's up the Koopalings to tackle his plan of the week. However, things go awry and the Koopalings go up against their strangest foes yet: themselves. A reimagining of the Super Mario bros universe. Some violence and mild language ahead.

Current word count: 226,788 WARNING: Depiction of injury ahead. I stumbled forward with my hands clasped over the wound in the middle of my stomach. How was I still standing? The pain was insufferable. The platform I was standing on was coated in darkness, endless rain pouring from the clouds and the waves deep down under the platform threatened to swallow the city in whole. The heavy cold drops were knocking against my head, but I felt something much warmer leaking from underneath my hands. I tried to push it harder, but there was no strength in my muscles. I almost tripped over my own legs. I heard a dull humming of some machinery as I dragged myself to the door. My legs started to shake uncontrollably when I raised one hand to push the door panel A deadly wounded young woman appears at Kamino and survives against all odds. Turns out Jedi order was missing her for several past years. But how did she appeared there and what happened to her meanwhile? And will she be able to find her place among the republic armies? And what about that trooper that she can't get out of her mind? I'm not good at descriptions, so please continue in reading the story :) MORE WARNINGS: Mentions of deaths, depictions of injuries, slight gore, romance. Hurt/comfort. LGBTQA+ characters. This is fanfiction and I don't own any of the canon characters or planets or world. I only claim ownership of the original characters :)

It's summer everyone; and it's. . . well. . . Boring at the Koopa Castle. Bowser decided to spend a little of his savings on giving the Koopa Kids some slack, by getting each of them a nice vacation at Oho Ocean Resort!

THIZ IZ BEING REWRITTEN !!!!!! FOR DETAILZ, PLZ ZSEE PART NUMBR 7 !!!!! ok nice hav a good day luv u all :] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow." ~ Charlotte Brontë ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Y/N], local optimistic insomniac. As the adopted younger sibling of the Mario brothers since the age of 9, she was always so blissfully happy, even if she didn't remember where she came from. And then her brothers left to save the Princess. Again. And again. And over and over and over again. Now she can't do anything but worry herself to insomnia. And once she gets dragged into a 'mission' to rescue the princess with her brothers accidentally, she's in for a frightening ride. Well, at least there's a cafe nearby... [Cover drawn by ME and edited w/ Canva! Please do not steal. Also, I have absolutely NO ownership of the Mario & Luigi games! Please do not credit me for the original storyline of this game.] [Also, as of 12/14/18, I have changed the storyline of this book ever so slightly. To sum it up, it went from the main plot being some "unknown" relationship between the reader and Cackletta (since the reader doesn't remember their past before the age of 9), but I decided to scrap it. Now, it's more about the reader's connection with her brothers, and how she's much too kind for what she's been asked to do. However, I do still plan on diving into what reader was like before she lost her memories, as well as how :) Thank you for reading!]

Luna was just a normal school girl living in a normal town. But what will happen when she finds out about a group named the Glitter Force and she's apart of it?

When Bowser's new weapon backfires, Mario, Luigi, Princess Peach, and Bowser fall into an alternate dimension where the villains are heroes, and the heroes are villains. The four must find a way back home, while avoiding many different threats. DISCLAIMER Characters and art do not belong to me, they belong to the fantastic people of Nintendo and/or other amazingly talented artists.