This teen is no other than Irumi Suzuki. Why was this young teen there in the first place? Well, poor young Irumi was born to two horrible excuses for adults. They were selfish and their only goal was to have a comfortable, lazy life. Even if it meant forcing their child to shoulder all the consequences. And those consequences have been steep. But no matter how much the young girl has tried, has worked, has sacrificed herself. It was never enough for those selfish mortals. And in the end, they sold her. Not to any mortal man, no but to the great devil, Sullivan. One of the three heroes of the Netherworld. Within this new strange and foreign land- how will she adapt and stand up to these new obstacles in her life? And is this all in the turn for the better? Fanfic for Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun! Gender switched. Enjoy!

"Jesus Christ..." he muttered, swallowing hard. He reached out tentatively, his gloved fingers brushing against the infant's cheek. It was ice-cold. The baby's chest rose and fell faintly, each breath a Herculean effort. Beneath the child, the tarp was damp-not with water, but something metallic-smelling and sticky. Blood? Ramirez's stomach twisted. "Dispatch," he whispered hoarsely into his radio, forcing his voice steady. "Officer Ramirez, 9th and Mercer. I need an ambulance. I found an infant. Abandoned. Possible injury." . . "They found a baby in Gotham," Bruce finally said. "Abandoned in an alley. They ran a DNA test... and it matched you." Dick froze, the world around him suddenly quiet, as if the city itself held its breath. "What?" he said sharply, disbelief washing over him. "That's impossible."

Sin Castrid's life as a lonely college writer ends when she's pushed off a rooftop-only to wake up inside a fanfiction she loved: Arsenic Blues. Not the protagonist, just a carefree nymph in Valhalla, she thinks she can stay invisible... until the crazy gods start noticing her. Paradise just got chaotic, and survival isn't optional. 🪻RECORD OF RAGNAROK IS NOT MINE. 🪻 CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER'S ABOUT THE PHOTO'S, GIF THAT I USE ON MY CHAPTERS. 🪻 I ONLY OWN MY OC (Sin)

Blue lock, a facility designed to forge Japan's ultimate striker. But Itsuka Ryoko isn't here to become one. Haunted by a childhood of tragedy and survival, this football prodigy was meant to be an observer, an analyst watching from the sidelines. Instead, Ego Jinpachi throws her into the heart of the competition of 300 players fighting for glory, and she's the only girl among them. Now she must claw her way to the top, not just to prove herself, but to understand what it truly means to fight for survival on the field. The concept of Blue Lock is not mine. I own nothing but my oc, Itsuka Ryoko.

There is no one in DC with more secrets locked up in their little heart than Dick Grayson. After two decades of being one of the biggest names in the world, what happens when Dick is forced to reveal everything he has been keeping a vacuum tight lid on? A whole lot of revelations. Link to images doc to follow along with the fic: https://docs.google.com/document/d/113QU9-WevP91jgl7gGO8Vu5uIskU1AQTBg_MORP6d3A/edit?usp=sharing

After the Blood War, nothing was left. Yhwach was dead, but Ichigo failed to get strong enough fast enough to protect those he cared about. In desperation, Kisuke created a way for Ichigo to have a second chance to save everyone.

「You have died. Returning 8 Hours prior」 You've seen them die in front of your eyes, so now you want nothing but to make them live. With your Quirk, you can turn back time 8 hours in time, but you have to die for it to be triggered. The moment you used it, you were set on becoming the only person who remained unchanged in the world. But one by one, your small changes led to bigger ones, until finally, things weren't the same as they once were. And it's all because of you. (Inspired by SSS-Class Suicide Hunter)

Essa obra é uma tradução para o português. Se puderem, leiam a história no idioma original no perfil da criadora: @11QueenSupreme11 ❝Se você retornar ao seu antigo mundo, nós te seguiremos e destruiremos tudo o que você ama. Este é seu lar agora.❞ O mundo de Percy não lhe ensinou o quão obsessivo o amor de um deus poderia ser. Mas quando ela foi acidentalmente transportada para esse mundo louco, ela começou a entender o quão distorcido ele era. O amor de um deus ia além da compreensão humana. Era ardente, implacável e impiedoso demais para uma garota como ela se tornar alvo. Mas seu novo pai, tios e deuses de todos os tipos de panteões estavam todos muito ansiosos para forçar seu amor opressivo sobre seu corpo mortal. De todas as coisas que poderiam matá-la, Percy não achava que seria o amor. ( fem! percy x yandere!ror ) ( crossover de percy jackson e record of ragnarok )

What if Ichigo couldn't bring himself to use Mugetsu? 11 years into the future, Ichigo finally succeeds in cutting down Aizen, but the price was too high. He couldn't protect anyone, and his deepest wish is to see his friends one more time. When the unexpected happens, he gets a second chance. Weekly updates!

Nobody was necessarily destined for evil. In young Albus Dumbledore's eyes, evil was but a label for a past of mistreatment and a future of poor decisions. But when he set his gaze on Tom Marvolo Riddle, he could've sworn something sinister lurked behind his ice blue eyes. It shifted into a darkness he had never encountered before. Dumbledore was rightfully cautious when approaching another girl from Wool's Orphanage. He swore to himself he wouldn't make the same mistake twice, but he later found out he needn't be worried at all. Unfortunately, he took a long time to realize this. Longer than he would care to admit. Lucille was brought to Wool's Orphanage with no last name, and that wasn't even the strangest part about her. She seemed to know things that nobody had told her, and she'd send a grown wizard fleeing in the opposite direction with an arch of her eyebrow. There was a similar power beyond her eyes, and it took a long time for people to understand whether it was light or dark. Her tale was one no other's could compare to. Not even the bravest of Gryffindors would hope to venture down the path of a twisted, little, huffily puffily girl. [Started Feb, 2017] ***for any new readers, I'm warning you now if you wanna read through for the first time without spoilers, stay out of the comments. Especially during year two which has a mystery element! You've been warned!***