Y/n has spent the past year accompanying the crown prince of the Fire Nation, Zuko, on his search for the Avatar. However on this journey, Y/n would begin to question everything. His beliefs, morals, and even loyalty. He felt lost. Eventually he would have to make a decision that would determine the course of the rest of his life. (All characters aged up by two years.)

After Cale defeated White Star, he was transported to Gotham City. A place full of crime and vigilantes, good thing Cale wasn't involved with that! He owned a tea shop with his regulars being part of the Wayne family. Though he does wonder why everyone always tries to leave Bruce and him alone; probably to exchange parenting tips. I'll try to post every other week, crossposted on ao3 and Quotev

Heroes and villains? Quirks? Confusion fills Momonga's mind as he awakens in a strange new world following Yggdrasil's shutdown with no Nazarick. Now, alongside his eccentric creation, Pandora's Actor, he must navigate a society where power is revered and controlled in ways he's never seen before.

Everyone in Hell knows the Morningstar family. Lucifer. Lilith. Charlie. Their names have echoed throughout the Rings since the beginning. Yet no one remembers the sinner who once stood beside them. Long before the Hazbin Hotel opened its doors, Y/N Gaster served as the Morningstars' royal scientist. Though only a sinner, his brilliance rivaled the greatest minds in Hell, His knowledge and magical ability were considered comparable to some of Hell's greatest powers. Unlike most demons, he was remembered-before he was forgotten-for his compassion, kindness, and unwavering hope for a better Hell. Those ideals would one day inspire Charlie Morningstar's dream of redemption. Then, everything changed. An experiment involving a mysterious invention known as the CORE went horribly wrong, erasing Y/N from reality itself. His name, his achievements, even the memories of those who loved him vanished as though he had never existed. But the Void could not hold him forever. After countless years trapped beyond reality, Y/N finally finds his way back to Hell before the Hazbin Hotel had opened its doors. Only to discover that no one remembers him. Alone in a world that has forgotten his existence, Y/N hides his true identity behind the title of a newly risen Overlord-earning a reputation as the Doctor Who Speaks in Hands. As old memories begin to stir and long-buried secrets threaten the balance of Hell itself, one question remains... What happens when the greatest man Hell ever forgot returns? ✋ 👍✌☠🕯❄ 🕈✌✋❄ ❄⚐ 💧☜☜ 🕈☟✌❄ 💣✡ 💧❄⚐☼✡ 💣✌✡ ☟⚐☹👎📪 🕈☟✌❄ ✌👌⚐🕆❄ ✡⚐🕆 👎☜✌☼ ☼☜✌👎☜☼ Disclaimer: This story contains mature themes, including violence, strong language, and adult humor. Reader discretion is advised.

The world knew Bruce Wayne as many things: a philanthropist, a billionaire, a silent guardian in the dark. But Atlas knew him as a set of rules. A series of cold, calculated decisions that prioritized the "mission" over the boy standing in the foyer of Wayne Manor. Six years ago, Atlas hadn't been given a choice. While Jason and Richard were groomed for the rooftops-trained in the art of the hero-Atlas had been handed a different fate. He was the one deemed too different, too difficult, or perhaps just too much of a reminder of Bruce's own failures. So, Bruce had sent him to the one place that promised to break a man down and rebuild him into a tool: the army. Six years. Two thousand, one hundred, and ninety days of "hell." Now, standing on the tarmac under a bruising gray sky, the transition felt like a physical weight. All around him, the air was thick with the sounds of reunion. Sobbing mothers, laughing wives, children screaming as they collided with their fathers' camouflaged chests. Atlas didn't move. He stood at attention, his spine a rigid line of steel, his gaze fixed on a point exactly six inches above the horizon. He was waiting. Not for a hug, not for a welcome, but for the one thing he had been trained to survive on. An order. "Atlas." ________________________ $-OC $-Batfam $-Original $-Black sheep of the family $-No ships [Art by me]

Your caught up in a invasion in a Mars Facilty and you meet a certain Female Space marine in green armor.