My name is (Y/N), and I'm 18 years old. I know of the future, because before I died, I saw the story Apothecary Diaries. I've seen it all before, but I've been unable to change anything. And that's okay, as long as I can protect Maomao and Jinshi, I will be happy.

Y/N and Maomao get kidnapped and sold into slavery at the palace, but quickly become handmaidens. There, Y/N meets a man who continuously tries to manipulate her with his charms, but she can see right through him. Maybe... just maybe... she can help him realize that it's okay to be genuine. (Follows the plot of Apothecary Diaries)

What if Conan meets a girl from another universe? One that already has, not all, but most of the knowledge about the future? How much would that change his life? And what about this girl painted in grey? How much will this sudden shift in universes change her life? Will both of their lives be better... Or worse? A new and hopefully better version of my first fanfic. I hope you like it and enjoy reading it!!

Forgotten for a century, Kiyomi Tsukihara _the hidden Hashira _returns when the Corps faces its darkest hour. Cursed with Muzan's blood yet untouched by his will, she isn't here to be a hero... but to prepare the blades that will bring the final dawn. With kagaya's blessing,and along side her fellow pillars, Kiyomi begins forging the future of the Corps. A story of reflection, sacrifice, and the fragile beauty of glass... before the final dawn arrives. ............... [Disclaimer] This is an reincarnation/isekai story. I only own Kiyomi Tsukihara and other original characters which will be shown later in the story. Beside that I don't own any characters and demon Slayer belong to Koyoharu Gotouge. All the pictures shown in the story are my unless mentioned.

An ordinary girl, who was obsessed with watching anime, got reincarnated into her favorite anime as a weak side character, that wasn't even seen in the anime. She was overjoyed because she could change the plot of her favorite anime, but at the same time disappointed because she had reincarnated into the body of a weak girl. But, being fragile didn't stop her, she tried to strengthen herself and kept training, she didn't care if there were any consequences, she just wanted to save the fictional characters she had always wanted to save. This is the first fanfiction of Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer I made! ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ SPOILERS FROM MANGA! CRINGEY STORY (Depends on what reader thinks) WRONG GRAMMARS (A few) Hope you enjoy the story!!

Marinette just wants to have her life normally, you know, being a superhero while being a good student. Hanging out with her friends, day dreaming her life with her Adrien. All she wants is an ordinary life. However, life always play her a joke. First Lila, then Kagami, now even Hawk Moth is joining this mess? Marinette finds out that Hawk Moth may know her secret identity already. She realizes the risk of drawing her family and friends into indescribable danger. Therefore, she decides to leave Paris. In order, she accepts Master Fu's advice and goes to London. At there, she meets someone she never expected. The most important, she finally has a chance to know about the history of Ladybug and Chat Noir. The new era of the legend has begun... Begin: 29/6/2019 End: 27/5/2020

A decade has passed since Operation Strix began. The once volatile tensions between the East and West have calmed, thanks in part to Loid Forger's relentless efforts. However, rumors of a new program designed to reignite the hostilities have started to spread, threatening to undo all the progress made.Despite the looming threat, there is another potential disruption to the mission: Anya's growing feelings for a certain boy, Damian Desmond. Over the years, their relationship has evolved from childish rivalry to a tentative friendship, and now, something more seems to be blossoming.

Anya is now in 10th grade, being secretly 14 years old while everyone else thought she was 15 like the rest of her class. Over the years, the young girl studied very hard, now being at the top of her grade, and also becoming an imperial scholar like her father wanted. Loid and Yor had developed real feelings towards each other and had gotten married for real. Anya has barely grasped the meaning of love at this point but doesn't understand what she is feeling every time she's near Damian. Damian and Anya have gotten close over the years, becoming close friends. But even though Damian longs to tell Anya about his feelings, he is too scared to ruin the relationship he has with his love. Meanwhile, while they're living happily together, the scientists that once held Anya captive, are now retracing every step she has made, soon finding her. Now, the big questions are: Will Anya be able to live her life the way she wants to with the people she grew to love? Will she ever see them again? And will she spend the rest of her life being experimented on?

This story is inspired by @TheLunarAssassin's SpyxFamily story, so go check it out if you like this one :) The father, top level spy The mother, fierce assassin The daughter, mind-reading telepath, and finally, adopted daughter, shapeshifting vigilante I do not own SpyxFamily or any art that I use unless stated otherwise.

Bruno had always thought that no one other than his sisters would be able to fully understand him, less alone understand his cursed gift, until her. Angie was forced by life to understand that no magic could keep fate from happening, so she just learned to roll with it and keep the beat. Bruno Madrigal X OC _________________ "You're Bruno Madrigal, aren't you?" Just as Angie finished the sentence the boy's mind started spiraling. Of fricking course, she hadn't recognized him, that is why she had helped him. She didn't know he was coursed, she didn't know. If she had known she would probably... "Y-yes. I guess you should get going, right? I mean, yo soy yo, so I guess it is a good reason to leave..." The girl fully ignored his mumbling. "Nice to meet you! I'm Angie Martinez." Once again, the girl was offering a hand in his direction, this time he was more confused than before.