This is a Hazbin Hotel Alastor X Reader story ('cause there isn't enough of these already). All characters belong to their respected creators. ⚠️ this story will have some language ⚠️ I mean it's a Hazbin Hotel fanfic there's gunna be some language Word count- 48,984 (Y/N) was a powerful witch in her living days. Ever since she was a child she was fascinated by the art of witchcraft. She was known throughout the town as the Wild Witch, for as much as she loved her craft she also had a deep connection with the woods. Or more specifically wolves and dogs. With witchcraft often requiring blood and various human pieces, (Y/N) had no problem with hunting down fellow humans. When (Y/N) ends up in hell, she is not surprised. After all killing is a sin. (Y/N) quickly makes a title for herself in hell and becomes one of the most feared and powerful overlord hell has ever seen. But her whole life- or after life- changes when she makes a spur of the moment decision to check out the "Happy Hotel". Any songs or art used in this story belong to their respective creators unless it is stated otherwise. #1- hazbinhotel (7-26-2020) #3- alastorhazbinhotel (8-16-2020) #2- idkwhatimdoing (8-30-2020) #1- alastorxreader (8-25-2020) #1- alastorhazbinhotel (9-7-2020) #1- idkwhatimdoing (9-14-2020) #10- radiodemon (9-14-2020) #3- alastor (10-4-2020) #1- angeldust (1-1-2021 *book 2 can be found on my account*

When John Connor, leader of the human resistance against Skynet, sends his daughter, Randi and Kyle Reese back to 1984 to protect his mother, Sarah, from a Terminator assassin, an unexpected turn of events creates an altered timeline. Instead of a scared waitress, Sarah is a skilled fighter and has a Terminator guardian by her side. Faced with unlikely allies and dangerous new enemies, Reese sets out on an unexpected new mission: reset the future. NOTE: I do not own ANY rights of the movie Terminator Genisys! However, I do own the rights of Randi Connor! THAT'S IT!!!

(this is my first time writing and its gonna be bad) izuku yagi a kid who has been living in hell for 6 years but he runs away on his way he sees a mysterious stone when he picks it up it synce into his body he screams for the pain to stop then he passes out he(oops too much you have to read the stoey to find out more) (Also i do not own bnha or terminator)

You are Y/n Anderson, a lieutenant for The DPD, your dad, Hank Anderson, your mom, Mary Anderson, and your brother, Cole Anderson, would be proud. Almost a week after the Android revolution was ended by Connor, your Dad's old partner, you got partnered up with the new Rk900 Android. Sneak peek: Then as I start to head towards the same door he disappeared from, knowing that arguing with Fowler was useless at this point, stopped when he said my name. With my hand holding the door open, ready to leave, I turned to look at him. "Yeah?" I ask wondering what more there could be to talk about. "Because of your fathers death, we need a new lieutenant, I already promoted you before you came in here, so I suggest you move your things to your fathers old desk, it's the best for working with the Rk900." He says looking up at me with a mournful look when he said all of that. I simply nodded and exited his office immediately heading towards my desk to grab my stuff. And that's how I ended up here entering my life into my dads old computer, deciding on how to enter the Rk900s information. "Umm, Rk900?" I ask as I look up towards what used to be Connors desk but is now his. "Yes, lieutenant Anderson?" He answers facing towards me instead of the computer monitor. "Two things. First, please call me Y/n, I really don't want to be called 'lieutenant Anderson', that's my dad, not me." I start, trying to ignore the pang of pain that courses through my heart at hearing my dads title, meant for me instead of him. "That contradicts with my orders, so simply, I can not do that Lieutenant Anderson." He says, using the exact words I wish he wouldn't.

* I'll probably never continue this Take a stroll through my AU of BATIM, and watch my shipping dreams come true. This is probably the only story that makes you love the most hated characters. Joey is not a controlling asshole. Sammy is not an obsessive freak. And Thor is not a chick.

Valentines day special but feel free to read it anytime! Just a short story for Kurama fans who always wonder how it feels for an ordinary girl to spend hearts day with the fox boy. The story: You always think of yourself as plain and simple. A typical girl who is striving to live her daily life. Your inspiration? No other than Kurama aka Shuichi in human world. Juggling between school, part time work and training with Genkai you found yourself more in love with him. One day, out of the blue,you received an unexpected invitation from the fox boy. Will it be a start of something special or will it turn out to be a disaster? Warning and disclaimer: Kurama X Reader This doesn't follow the original story plot of YYH. English is not my first language so I apologize if I have lot's of mistakes. I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. I'm just a fan of Togashi and his works. :)

"here are the keys. i hope you enjoy the house." you'd just bought an old victorian house on the outskirts of london. what could go wrong in this angelic house? doctor who's weeping angels x reader based on doctor who episode, "blink"

“Hey Sybill, how much for that weeping angel statue out back?” “Hmm, dearie?” Sybill looked at her bemused. “The weeping angel statue you have out with the other lawn ornaments, how much does it cost?” “Sorry, dear, we don’t have a weeping angel statue here. You might try that other garden centre ‘cross town if you’re looking for one.” “But I saw it out there, it had a chip on its right wing,” Anna stated matter-of-factly. “Sorry, love, I know everything we have here, and we’ve never had a weeping angel statue.”

But wouldn't a summary give it away? This is a Doctor Who fanfiction... But please recommend and read even if you haven't watched the show and are not a fan (yet). I have written it to be like so. Anything or any reference you recognize is not mine (unfortunately 😅) Published 31st December, 2019 Rewriting 23rd January, 2022 Note: I write dates in DD/MM/YYYY format. Just to clear potential confusion

Zoe was rubbish with technology. So when some strange smiley face appears on her phone, she needs help. Little does she know that she's calling the best of all the helplines out there - the best in the universe in fact. And it's called the Tardis. (All rights reserved to BBC)