"I'm not, I repeat, I'm NOT going to play around with you." "It's your fault why we're stuck like this." "I can disguise as a guard! We could-" "We can't let the original suddenly die when Nightmare only saw you yesterday!" "But I don't want to roleplay as your SLAVE of all people!" "It's not like you have any choice." ---|--- "We'll get out of here, I promise." He held out his pinkie, a promise to be kept between them. Ink looked at it in surprise before he met the other's eye lights again. "...Together?" "Together." Error confirmed ---|--- Note: This Multiverse isn't the same one as the Worlds Collide. This means that the personalities and memories of the characters isn't the same from the book. The Characters doesn't belong to me except for Martial. The cover of the story came from two different artists. I do not own the cover. Enjoy!

Book I "There's no such thing as a hero. As far as I'm concerned, You shouldn't need some bullshit label to do the right thing." || Izanami Shi would stop at nothing to fulfill her vow. Stuck between what's right and what's wrong and bound by her own Bushido code, this rising hero would do whatever necessary for the greater good. Even if it meant sacrificing friends. Even if it meant sacrificing family. Even if it meant sacrificing love. Even if it meant...sacrificing her own life. Because she wasn't a hero. As far as she was concerned...Heroes don't exist. ~•~ [ #3 in bokunoheroacademia] [#1 in bokunohero] [#1 in shoto] [#1 in bakugou]

------------------------------------- Rest Well Technoblade (Discontinued) The Gaming God (Technoblade x reader) [Ending 1: Technoblade] !!Reader goes by She/her and They/them in this story!! You can make up your own description.... . ALSO! If you don't like my stories, the way I write, what/who I write for, or the way I describe things... THEN JUST DON'T READ IT!! Thank you and enjoy~

> discontinued indefinitely It's nice to take a break from this reality full of crisis and stress to interact with a reality- dimension even- you seemingly create overnight; but what happens when an anarchist from your favorite piece of media hitches a ride back to your normal life? ______ ♕ ______ dsmp!technoblade x fem!reader cover art by @goopyspacegirl on twt!!

For years, Papyrus knows, Sans has had nightmares. Horrible nightmares, nightmares that leave him crying in the dark, crippled in the mind, and barely able to function in life. And that's why Papyrus stays so happy, so bright, for Sans, to keep his brother going through the hard times. But when Papyrus starts having nightmares, he knows something is wrong. And even if it means Sans is finally stepping up to fend for himself, even if he's finally once again filling the role of the protective older brother, Papyrus knows that something dark is coming...

I have an Idea for an Undertale AU. And apparently, it's a good idea? So here, have a book. --- Long ago, two races ruled the earth. But when a plague of corruption swept through one species, causing a half of their population to attack the humans, the humans thought it safer to banish all the monsters underground. Now, the Underground is a Battleground. The battleground of the Pure and Corrupt armies. This Is UnderCorrupt. -- COMPLETED!

It's a pretty good story about going into another world and the mc became a skeleton in a dungeon. what mystical adventures will he have.

[Second book of the Flight Series] "More than anything, the sky was red. It wasn't dark, no. Just red." Iolani Tori learns about the part of him that isn't human; and sees the line between animal and himself thin to something less than a thread. If raw aggression, lust, and selfishness prevailed--and if that was what it meant to be human--how was he to not regard himself as a bird that relied on its instincts to survive? Io finds that it is sometimes hard to hold on to his humanity; to be nice, and to be kind. Well apart from that, he also learns that he smells like fresh linen when he's in heat. Weird.

| boyxboy | Lucifer x OC | You know, the devil once loved another, more than anything else. Everyone knows the stories, whether they're religious or atheist. The stories of perhaps the universe's first gay lovers. The most tragic, well-known love story. The sweetest song. The sharpest sting. The biggest betrayal. The Devil and the Draxon. Lucifer Morningstar and Nyxeus Draconian. The king of Hell, and the king of dragons. The first soulmates. They were always together. You never heard of one without the other. Those were the good days. But that was before. Before everything went to... Well, hell. After being trapped in the darkest depths of Hell for a good few centuries, Nyxeus escapes and finds his was to Los Angeles, hunting the one who hurt him. He's out for vengeance, and he's not going to let anything stop him. ⚯ WARNING: Planning to get a little bloody and violent, just be aware Lucifer is property of Warner Bros. I own nothing except Nyxeus some parts of the storyline around him.

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox