Years have passed since that very night Scott Calvin became Santa and his daughter (Name) became the Little Helper. The two have been at peace with their new life in the North Pole. But things get complicated when Scott is told he needs to find a wife over else the Christmas magic is gone forever. Four years later things get even more complicated with Jack Frost and the Escape Clause. Which turns both their lives upside down. I do not own the rights to The Santa Clause 2 or Santa Clause 3 The Escape Clause, this is just a fanfic for fun. All rights belong to Disney.

Heather Chandler, the popular, mythic bitch and (Y/n) (L/n) the loser; one of Chandler's play toys. But some of us tend to get attached to our toys.

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!***

☆彡･:*:･ ────── 𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 | In which a dyslexic, skittish Hufflepuff named Gian Adams finds order in Remus Lupin, a boy who unwittingly invited chaos. [𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 @Hellmiina]

Hiraeth (n) ; A homesickness for a home that you can't return to or never was. ||This story isn't completely accurate to the movie trilogy|| (Artwork by me) Enjoy! Rankings: #1 in bernardtheelf 12/13/2020 (how?) [This is a dumb story but I tried] Also lmao Chapter 10 forward are the chapters recently written by me. The previous chapters were rushed and written about a year ago. So don't take note of the drastic alteration in writing style oop- Edit: [This was written such a long time ago, my writing style was so blegh]

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

the dream smp war but turn it into a period romance/drama piece set in realistic minecraft. just a warning, this is gonna seem very ooc for everyone in the story. i really wanna umph up that drama and period sense of the story, so everyones going to be much more calm and more,,,, romanticized? if you understand. i picked tommy just because i feel like the young revolutionary thats studying under his general meeting a simple farm girl and falling in love with her amidst an ongoing war is a trope i wanna explore more. i made it an x reader because i know people enjoy those although i would've preferred to do an oc in this honestly. anyways i hope you enjoy!

Here it is! Seperate from my one shot's book and all! Can Kurapika help you regain your memories, nen, and movement after a tragic accident?

Updates will be as and when I am able to feel free to request I may not be able to for for fill the request so I apologise in advance ^= 1 octave above middle c *= 2 octaves above middle c . = 1 octave below middle c

Hiiro Morow is the Magicians daughter. With cat like eyes the color of liquid gold, bright flamboyant red hair, and a slightly maniacal grin- who could mistake her for anyone other than Hisokas child? When Hiiro first enters the 287th Hunter Exam, her only goal is to accompany Hisoka- her father and her protector, the strongest person she's ever known. But soon enough she encounters a certain group of four and starts befriending them... how will she fare?