Cassandra Oracle is a scientist. She calculates probabilities, maps out the differentials and keeps her findings to the fourth decimal point at least, in order to ensure accuracy. But when she gets accidentally transported to a universe she thought fiction (thanks to the machine. she'd been working on), with a head-full of foreknowledge she shouldn't have about events to come. (thanks to her obsessions with a certain TV show), she realises that some things will never be explained neatly and precisely. And mostly, that mad men in tie-travelling blue boxes really can make your dreams come true.

They say that the universe was created with a big bang. That after that, life was formed and the planet became livable and life flourished. Everything worked out completely in our favor. However, using that logic, the universe will end in another big bang. After last year, with the discovery of my biological parents and finding acceptance in what I had, I became more and more aware of the world. The world that my boyfriend, Peter Parker, helped show me. The world that mankind has created and crafted in our own image, as if it was molding clay in our selfish hands. But it sure was beautiful. But the universe didn't end with a big bang. At least mine didn't. No. My universe ended with a snap... (This is Part 2 of a Spider-Man x Reader fic I created that's titled "Risks") [5/13/19]

~ The more you chase me, the more I'm going to resist ~ Jordyn Zaifman is a shy girl who's always anxious. She loves musical theater, and decides to audition for the experience. What happens when she gets the part and realizes the cast isn't going to leave her alone until she becomes their friend? They just want her to talk to them...

Rule Number 1: No Girls Allowed. That was law at the Newsies Lodge. No girls. period. That was until Jack Kelly saw the poor girl in the alley way, underneath a tarp stretched between 2 trash cans. One pair of scissors later you could pass as a boy. He tossed you some clothes and told you to follow. Gears. that's what they called you. you were quiet, but they could see you thinking almost. And no one knew your secret, besides Jack. It was well kept, besides the occasional blood stain on the sheets, but that could pass as a rough beating from the Delcancy Brothers. Until you fucked everything up.

na•ive adjective (of a person or action) showing a lack of experience, wisdom, or judgment. "the rather naive young girl had taken a risk" • in which an uprising star juggles falling head over heels for a guy and maintaining her role in a popular broadway musical. [5.19.18]

"Race, what's goin' on? Where 'ave ya been?" Crutchie asked, eyeing the boy with worry. Race ignored him and continued limping to the stairs. "Race, get back over here. Crutch and I stayed up waitin' for ya, the least you can do is tell us where youse been." "I'm fine," Race mumbled, not stopping. Jack quickly stepped forward and grabbed the younger boy's arm, not missing the way he tensed up. "C'mon Race, look at me. What's wrong?" Race slowly turned around, keeping his eyes down with the brim of his hat casting a shadow across his face. "I just had a run-in with a couple of guys who were lookin' for a fight. I got a little beat up. Really, it's nothin'." "It's not 'nothing' Race. You're walkin' worse than I do!" Crutchie exclaimed. Jack grabbed Race's chin and tipped it up and Crutchie gasped. Jack's eyes widened too as he and Crutchie got a glimpse of their brother's face. Crutchie's face turned red with anger, his hand clenching his crutch tightly. "Who did this to you?" *** It's a month after the strike, and everything is going great... until it's not. It starts with small arguments with newsies from the other boroughs, and only gets worse. None of the boys know whats going on, but they're trying to ignore it, until one day something happens that none of them can ignore. A/N: Sorry about the sucky summary, I'm bad at writing those.

Ruth Davis is far from the perfect girl. She isn't as beautiful as her friend, as poise as he mother, as funny as her sisters, or as smart as her father. But when she meets a certain Newsie with a love for races, she falls head over heels. But what happens when their romance is interrupted by a strike? Will they persevere, or fall apart? Started: October 2017 Completed: June 2020

Maisley Ada Cabot makes her Broadway debut; while battling with flashbacks of her past and trying to overcome her struggles that follow. - - This story will contain mention and scenes of sexual assault and rape (I will be adding trigger warnings at the beginning of the chapters) - - I also just want to add this is mostly a story to help me overcome my struggles with rape/sexual assault and try to come to peace with it in the healthiest way. Most of the situations that will happen will be based off of my own personal experiences. If anyone has struggled with it or anything else my messages are ALWAYS open and so are my ears. - - Some Hotlines... Rape, Sexual Assault, Abuse, and Incest National Network (RAINN) (800) 656-HOPE (800) 799-7233 National Hopeline Network (800) SUICIDE National Suicide Prevention Lifeline Call 1-800-273-8255

Marcella Crocetti, aka Hero, loses her dad soon after they leave her alcoholic mother. But, she met Racetrack Higgins and they found the Newsboys Lodging House together. It is now 1899 and things are changing; and it's not just the strike that's new, but some new feelings may emerge between Race and Hero.

Emme has always dreamed of being on Broadway since she was 7. One day, she goes into the city and receives the opportunity of lifetime. Her life began to change in a flash. Little did she know she would accomplish her dream and fall in love in the process.