Harry Parker wasn't from America, he was actually from a slightly small town in the United Kingdom. But given the opportunity to study abroad for a school year, he took the chance. But going to an American school in Bradford wasn't what he imagined it would be. Along with metric differences --or lack thereof-- and small language barrier, Harry couldn't help but miss home. Home, a term that meant the world to Harry, and feeling more alone than ever, that's all he ever wanted to do was return home. Home, Where his friends are, Where is family are, Where everything was familiar. But getting detention with four other students could change his mind. An adventure he was hoping he'd get in America was too literal for his liking. Being stuck in a video game in a game character's body was something Harry couldn't forget. But maybe it was something he needed. He did make friends and had quite a story to return home with.

"Painting the Roses Red Painting the Roses many a tear we shed" Ace Hearts is the Son of the one and only Queen of Hearts and is not like the other VKs on the Isle he's special Cover by @NutellaEmpress

Danny is the twin brother of Dash Parr and the son of Helen and Bob Parr and he is different from his family of supers he is autistic and the only one in his family without powers or is he

As am sure you all know about the holidays and their meaning but what you may not know is where the come from if you don't it's time you know this story is about Sage Skellington the pumpkin prince son of the Halloween pumpkin prince he dreams of seeing the beyond the realms of the holidays and this is how it all began

The Avengers are dropped into a theater and watch Far From Home.

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧| 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 ❝ᴘᴏʀϙᴜᴇ ʜɪᴄᴄᴜᴘ ʜᴀᴅᴅᴏᴄᴋ sɪᴇɴᴛᴇ ᴍás ϙᴜᴇ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴍɪsᴛᴀᴅ ᴘᴏʀ sᴜ ᴀᴍɪɢᴏ ᴅᴇ ʟᴀ ɪɴғᴀɴᴄɪᴀ _________________ ᴀʙᴇʟs.❞ 『ʜɪᴄᴄᴜᴘ ʜᴀᴅᴅᴏᴄᴋ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ/ᴛú.』 ❐; ⁿᵒ ᶜᵒᵖⁱᵃˢ ⁿⁱ ᵃᵈᵃᵖᵗᵃᶜⁱᵒⁿᵉˢ.

La oscuridad nunca me gustó. Fue así como todo acabo.

Era invierno, las temperaturas frías eran la única cosa que disfrutaba en esas épocas. A pesar de que odiaba estar solo, la brisa invernal parecía ser la única que me acompañaba.