Harper Rye can, to put it simply, read minds. It's not something she consciously does. Her quirk simply allows her to pick up people's thoughts, regardless of whether she wants to or not. The fact that she can't turn it off makes having such a power nearly unbearable. To make matters worse, she's somehow managed to fall under the radar of the super-genius principal of UA high, Nezu. He's sure there's a traitor amongst them, and is convinced Harper is the key to finding them and shutting them down. Plunged into a world she never wanted to be in, Harper finds herself on the fast track to becoming a hero, maybe managing to make some friends for once in her life, and quite possibly saving Japan from near-certain destruction.

Green eyes stare at the group with boredom. Sighing, she holds up one hand as the other rests on her hip. She brings up her index finger. "First off, my name is Haruno Sakura. Not pink-freak," she pauses to rotate her wrist. Bringing down her index finger as her middle finger comes up, "Bitch." [OC-Sakura] [Full Summary Inside] Trigger Warning: Mentions abuse, torture, blood, suicide + suicidal thoughts I don't really go into too much detail with it all - but just to be safe. This story is honestly Crack Treated Seriously because I had no idea what I was doing those first few chapters - it's honestly NOT MY BEST WORK First Installment of my "Operation: Butterfly Effect" series

They said that one's life fortune or misfortune had a connection on what you've done in your past life. If you are given a chance to go back and help your previous soul would you do it? Syl Langley who live a almost perfect life. He was rich considered as a genius and a famous singer composer in the land. Loved by his parents. Respected by people. Everyone likes him and other envied him. But unknown to everyone Syl is also a historian, who believes in reincarnations and karma. In fact he believes that one of the reason why he has this kind of life is due to his past life. He must have done something good that deserved to be rewarded on his next life or he suffered so much to deserve to be given a life that is free of suffering. When he stumble upon these objects and felt a weird connection he believe that the owner may have been his past life and when he learned what happened to this person he wishes to help this person because for Syl he owe what he has to this person. Picture not mine credits to the owner

Kakashi was chaotically gay, couldn't take care of himself let alone a child, knew nothing about parenting, but here he was. Adopting the son of his mentor. Just like he promised. :: "Naruto! Are you alright? What's wrong, what do you need?" 'MY BABYYYYY HE'S CRYING WHAT DO I DO-' Kakashi froze as Naruto grinned through the tears. He beamed, tears gushing down his face. "D-Dad..hic..no one calls me a monster anymore..hic... they call me Naruto Hatake.." he smiled, sniffling as the tears refused to cease. Kakashi's breath caught in his throat. :: "Hm? What is it, Naruto?" "Thank you..Kakashi-san. For giving me a home and family to call my own. Thank you." Kakashi hummed, his face splitting out into a wide grin. "Call me Dad." :: Cover made by strawhat_pirate! Disclaimer: [Early chapters suck]

--This book is not finished. This is a discontinued story. Though honestly, there's enough plot in here that it could've ended and been full idk.-- Touya Todoroki fucked up, and his soulmate, who also just so happens to be his husband as well, is pissed. Not only did Touya lie, but he also managed to help kidnap a child and almost kill a handful of others. Touya is willing to do anything to make it up to him, so he resigns himself and prays his husband will have mercy on him. He expected the silent treatment, or maybe a sex ban. But this? Nothing could have prepared him for this.

A cosplayer was lovingly sent to the Narutoverse by the ever-powerful Truck-kun. She, now he, could only despair at his (no, it's her, dammit!) choice of cosplay outfit now that (s)he was the character itself. All images used in the book isn't mine. Naruto isn't owned by me, all rights reserved by Kishimoto Masashi.

She was sick. Blood filled her lungs, expelled by hacking, painful coughs. She wore a black mask to hide the blood, but the best mask of all was the faux smile in her eyes. There was no point in advancing through the ranks, living and breathing in a world she would leave so soon. But god damn it, she would leave kicking and screaming. Ken Mitarashi wouldn't go down without a fight. And with each passing day, she gains a new friend, a new comrade, a new person she'll leave behind. She lives everyday like her last, because it might as well be. :: "Why?" "Sasuke, I don't think now's a good ti-" "Why couldn't you have just stayed in the village and lived a peaceful life? Why did you have to become a shinobi, when it's fucking killing you?!" "It's all that I'm good for." :: #1 in sickness | Feb.9,2020 #6 in Kiba | Feb.9,2020 #2 in illness | March 8,2020 #1 in neji | May 19, 2020 #3 in narutouzumaki | May 19, 2020

There are plenty of quirks nobody has ever heard of. They pop up all the time. With each new generation comes a wave of possibilities for power, and for new breeds of hero to be born.The hero business is getting more powerful by the day, so you have to have one hell of a quirk to make it. Lillian Faust did not think she'd end up with a quirk, let alone one that had the potential to be a powerful tool if used correctly. Hailing from a family with a history of quirkless men and women, she's hesitant to tell anyone about her power, and what it can do. Shy, meek and all too humble, Lillian has to make a choice. Does she want to stay the seemingly quirkless daughter of a quirkless man and woman, or does she want to rise up and do what she always dreamed: become a hero. AMAZING COVER ARE BY @soggy_pizza

Merfolk were the very foundation of Shota Aizawa's childhood. Growing up with an absentee mother and a father who worked hard to keep them comfortably afloat, Aizawa found himself growing up faster than most kids his age. Mature beyond his years, he still derived joy from the stories his father would tell him at night. Sitting on the end of his bed, his dad would spin tales of finned creatures who convened with dolphins and wrestled sharks. Shimmering scales and magic that surpassed what was thought to be possible with quirks alone. Stories of seashell hoards and kingdoms built of colorful coral and carefully polished stone. It was one of the few things Shota could look back on and smile. The mere mention of them brought a light feeling to his chest and a shine to his eyes. Though, he never would've thought those myths could be true. (I do NOT own the cover art)

When you die, is it eternal sleep that awaits you? Maybe you'll go to heaven or hell and spend the rest of eternity there. Or, just maybe, you'll get... reincarnated. That's what happened to me. I was pushed into another world by a seriously misinformed sphere of light. But I didn't reincarnate as a human. Maybe a lizard? Lizards are cool... I'd like to be a lizard. But no. I was reborn as something much more powerful, much more sinister and frightening. My birth changed the world. "Five days of disaster shook the world. Floods, wildfires, earthquakes, tornadoes, and storms covering the sky in lightning. On the sixth day, a eerie silence followed. As the full moon graced the sky, an intense wave of energy like nothing ever felt before by the creatures of the world swept over the land. The moon shined blood red, turning the sky into an ominous crimson. The nine bijuus perked up inside their jinchuuriki. They knew what was happening. They felt it, in the depths of their souls. This was the birth of a tailed beast." _______________ DISCLAIMER I do not own Naruto (I WISH), I only own my oc and the concept/eventual changes in the storyline. I also do not own any of the pictures, they all belong to their rightful owners. Credits to VIBIBO for the amazing cover! (Twitter @vibibo_ if I didn't get the wrong creator, which i really hope cuz their work is amazing and they deserve the credit!) If you see your picture on here and want me to take it down, let me know ☺️ + slight WARNING This is rather....trash...I apologize profusely in advance..