// Some Sleepy Boys Inc. Oneshots !! \\ ⚠ ALL PLATONIC ⚠ Trigger warnings at the top of the chap - enjoy! All rightful credits to @wyateria on twitter (cover artist!) ALSO - remember that all of this is fiction! Nothing that happens in the story reflects Tommy's IRL life, or anyone's IRL life. All of this will be set in a Minecraft-based alternate universe. Pretty POG Achievements: #10 in Tommyinnit - 12/25/2020 ~ 7:54pm EST #153 in Angst - 2/25/2021 ~ 11:03am EST #132 in Angst - 3/1/21 ~ 9:25pm EST #40 in Sad - 3/14/21 ~ 8:54pm EST

Y/N is a reclusive writer who's hit a bit of a block in her writing. But when a storm rolls into her small town and she ends up finding a little pasta her life turns around. Now on a mission to find the rest of the pastas before anything can happen to them and before anyone ends up hurt. (This is my first xreader story so I hope you like it. I got the idea from other books that sadly stopped updating and I liked the idea so I thought to try it myself)

°°Bad Boys in Leather Jackets and White T's are common but a guy in glasses with straight As is just as equally sexy.°° Rainey Slate has a past she tells to no one, secrets she wishes not to share. She is viewed as the 'bad girl' but there is more to what meets the eyes when it comes to her. After an incident tarnishes her reputation at Freetown High, Rainey transfers to Crosshill High in hopes of a fresh start. Ansel King isn't your typical 'bad boy'. He's seen as a good guy with good grades. He's quiet, reserved and mysterious but Rainey can tell that he might not be so 'innocent' as he appears to be. An awkward exchange of eye contact from Rainey's locker mirror begins a cute and thrilling love story of two teens who finds comfort in each other but struggles to overcome their secrets and scars. A love story that presents a whirlwind of emotions, jealous antagonists and obstacles that test their abilities. ~Two people, appearing to be opposites but are probably not so different after all~ [First Draft] -------------------------- N:B: I do not own the copyright to the cover image. Credit goes to @natweaves. |Rankings: #8- Romance (23/10/2022) #7- Teen Fiction (5/11/2020) #11- Teen Fiction (11/10/2020) #1- teenromance (17/10/2020) #1- Abuse (11/10/2020) #1- younglove (20/10/2020) #1- rising (19/09/2020) #1- new (28/08/2020) #1- feelings (20/10/2020) #1- badass (24/10/2020) #1- badgirl (24/10/2020) #1- cute (2/11/2020) #1- highschool (25/12/2020$ #3- teenfiction (28/08/2020) #3- badgirlgoodboy (05/09/2020) #1- glasses (15/10/2020) #4- purelove (20/10/2020) #16- teen fiction (27/10/2020) #6- trending (27/10/2020) #3- purelove (27/10/2020) #62- chicklit (28/08/2022) #8- love (04/11/2022)

When kami finds out sero was cheating on him, right before they decide to bond. He has no where to go and just let's his body take him to the first person he could find. Until he crosses path with shinsou. An alpha who doesn't seem to friendly. At least to everybody else except him. Will he help kami? Or leave and leave him to his sorrows I apologize in advance as to my writing may not be that good, but I love this story and I hope it brings some entertainment to your life. And it has a happy ending I promise Pic not mine, sour soup on Tumbler, I think I have to check

What makes a hero, a hero? The courage? A symbol of justice? A symbol of peace? A boy filled with rejection and fear couldn't find the answer. What made a hero, a hero? Why did he try so hard to become one? While sat on a bridge, Midoriya is approached by a man in a black hoodie with steely blue hair. And offers a new direction. One that could save or ruin his life. Behind a mask, information at his side, he could finally get back at the world that torn him apart ~~~~~ Story of villian deku Cover was made by JaydaCleveland (Thank you my dude!) The final few chapters are edited by lomewmew42 (chapter 45 onward) Warning: contains strong language and dark content This is the first story I've written so if it sucks feel free to call it out

A nice, relaxing, day at the beach; a romantic movie and dinner with Annabeth. Those were my plans before Gandalf's twin, mini me, and a couple others arrived at my door, asking for Perseus Riddle. Now I have to go to some school named after a pig's disease. There goes my plans; stupid fates. -Cliche ends some time after Percy gets to Hogwarts. -Takes place during The Order of the Phoenix and after The Blood of Olympus, although at times, the time and parts of the story don't match up. -Cover credits go to AdastraelGenesis. -Chaos is involved in this book, although the story doesn't revolve around her. That being said, PLEASE READ, and read a few chapters before actually judging. It's not that great in the beginning but gets better, and then becomes not that great at all, but then becomes really awesome. BUT if you're one of those rude people who need every single thing to match up with the books this is based on, and get annoyed when people are out of character, well then...bye, bye! *ranked second for persassy* This is what some of the readers say: "Amazing like always. Gosh I love your story. I think it's literally the best HP/PJ Story I've ever read. And I've read a lot of them. PLEEEASE Update soon." -Epulary "Can I vote 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000090000000000 times?" -Cupcakelover3232 "I had to stuff a pillow in my face I was laughing too hard." -justafellowtrash Also, if any of these people who commented see this, thank you so much. :)

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

Percy Jackson x Peter Parker Percy moves back with Sally and Paul after the aftermath of the Second Giants War. There he meets his neighbor, Peter Parker. A surprising friendship leads to so much more. I decided to not edit this story and instead I'm crosspost rewriting it on here and AO3. Go check out the rewrite, it's so much better :) I started this version when I was like 13 lol Canon-ically accurate! (Except for the canon I hate and ignored based on that fact :) HIGHEST TAGS #1 in percyxpeter tag (7/20/20) #4 in crossoverfanfiction (6/21/20) #1 in camphalfblood (8/26/20) #1 in canon tag (8/26/20) #1 in percyjackson (8/31/20) #10 in percyjacksonandtheolympians

(A Percy Jackson fanfiction) The king of gods made a horrible mistake a long time ago, yet none of the other gods went against him in fear of the consequences. The king did not want to seem like a fool so he made no choices what so ever to fix the mistake he made. Unfortunately for one good hearted demigod that mistake made him a prisoner for a crime he did not commit. What happens when the gods all need his help in the uprising threat? Will he be their saviour once again, or their very own doom? * * * "Perseus Jackson," said the god of lightning. Percy caught a bit of uncertainty in his voice and had to stop an urge to smirk. "We are here to ask for your help." The words seemed to be difficult for Zeus to get out. Percy nearly rolled his eyes. How hard was it to ask for help? Oh, wait. He nearly forgot that Zeus was asking for help the demigod that he personally sent to literal hell. Silly him. Percy raised an eyebrow again. He had a feeling he would be doing that a lot. "And what possibly makes you think I will help you?" he asked, logically. The emotionless mask still attached on his face. * * * I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, or the Heroes of Olympus.

Exactly what the title says😗😗