When Sakura was three, her father told her he was a criminal. When she was seven, the last thing she saw of him was the sword on his back. When she was eight, she had a friend named Kiba. When they were twelve, they met Shino. And when they were genin, they began to fight for the truth because they could no longer fight for the sake of Konoha. (Rewrite of Haruno By Name, Hoshigaki By Blood) BETAs: @OfCloves and rrage (ff.net)

Naturally, you were one of the toughest and most skilled soldiers in the world, but being tossed into a world where the entire universe depends on you, you often find it difficult to come to terms with your own past whilst saving those around you... Based on: • 𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 • 𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐰𝐨 • 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚: 𝐂𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐫 • This is a Marvel x Black!Reader (feel free to read if you are of any other race) • I do not own MARVEL, the plot, or any of the characters except my own. • Cover art is AI Generated. • Although this story follows the MCU timeline there will be a few twists... Warnings: strong language, violence, sexual themes STARTED: Apr 2021 FINISHED: - RANKINGS: #1 in blackreader (Sep 2021) #1 in tonystarkxreader (Jan 2022) #1 in marvelxreader (Aug 2022) #2 in steverogersxreader (Jun 2022)

"KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, BUT IGNORANCE IS BLISS." Naomi Swanson is fresh out of college, working as an assistant in a small paper supply company and inhaling coffee by the gallons. When an accident knocked her out, Naomi woke up in a world she had only seen through screens. Armed only with her phone and a questionable data plan, Naomi attempts not to be killed as she comes face-to-face with the Avengers, and so much more. Winner in Fanfiction Category | Watty Awards 2020 Cover by @zaramartinez- Spanish Translation available: @CrazyCattGirl French Translation available: @chrisebass Infinity War Spoilers! Disclaimer: Some explicit language will be used throughout this book. Do not read if you cannot handle light swearing. No sexual content. Disclaimer pt. 2: I do not own Marvel or any of the characters aside from Naomi Swanson. (Don't sue me Disney.)

Rose was left at an orphanage after the death of her parents, living under the abuse of the head matron. After creating bonds with the other children, Rose saw them as family and was willing to die for them if it meant their safety. And she did. She awoke in the body of a young Uchiha girl on the night of the massacre. A deep sword wound in her gut and memories that were both hers and at the same time not flooding her head. She watched as Itachi left Sasuke in the street. She saw the bodies of her fallen clan members scattered and limp like rag dolls. She found her parents who where both hers and not, dead, again. She had become Rose Uchiha. Someone she had always been and never been. She had died yet for some reason, she was alive. She was the survivor who died. [This story will include foul language, Angsty Ducks, Eyebrows, Fangirls and Ramen. You have been warned!] {{this is being rewritten, new version is on my profile}}

"𝐒𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐔𝐀 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬?" With the reawakening of Ryomen Sukuna in his new vessel, the hunt for his twenty fingers begins. Gojo Y/N, little sister of Gojo Satoru, is sent to UA High School to secretly obtain the hidden fingers there. Join Y/N as she ventures through the chaos of being a jujutsu sorcerer that has to pose as a future hero. 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀 𝐱 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 「𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐅. x 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑」 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 4TH NOVEMBER 2021 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃:

Set in Tang Dynasty, on a small farm in China, Peizhi Jiang, lives a quiet life with her family far from the outside world. Her mixed race background prevents her from stepping foot off the farm, having to occupy herself with mundane tasks. Despite making peace with this promise, fulfilled with her family's love, she longs to see the world and meet new faces that aren't the same ones she wakes up to. It isn't until a childhood friend of Peizhi's mother, Lady Xiaomeng, pays a visit to seek a good wife for her mysterious son, Zian Xiaomeng, to pay back a debt. In return, the wife shall live nobly and of certain status. To much discretion, that daughter becomes Peizhi. A bittersweet moment that also presents an opportunity not to only support her family, but better her life and future generations. So she accepts the marriage. Unprepared for a world she did not expect nor sign up for, Peizhi faces many struggles and challenges within her marriage and the environment around her. Including her husband, who is the kindest man on the outside but harbors a vengeful spirit that consumes him whole on the inside. Something isn't right about him. He's always gone. He always meets with suspicious people and discusses acts of war. There's always red spots on his clothes when he returns. There's always a rumor surrounding his name. He'd even once offered Peizhi a chance annul their marriage and never look back. And hidden under their bed, is a red tassel attached to a gold bar inscribed with characters and a red dragon that always brings out a mixed reaction once revealed. His secrets are too heavy to bear on one's shoulders, a permanent outcome is only inevitable. ┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐ 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲: 2019 𝗘𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲: 1/6/23 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 200k + 𝗥𝗲𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀: 2/9/25 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱: N/A FEATURED: ☆ @AsianReads ☆ @HistoricalFiction

In which she is reborn as Izuna Uchiha. I do not own Naruto. The inspiration of this fanfic is Izuna Uchiha written by @crowned_chaos

Being reborn into the Uchiha clan in the same generation as Itachi promises nothing but a short-lived second life. But, hey-if I'm going to die with certainty, I might as well go out with a bang, right? ((Not my book! Original writer is 'peccolia' on fanfiction.net)) ((This book made me cry)) ((Not Itachi x oc))((Not edited))

Two lovers, one heart... - Completed - Story cover made by @musuxo ♡

Recovery Girl ducked into the room overlooking the operating theatre. It was empty as promised, so she quickly grabbed a can of sterilising solution and sprayed herself, body suit and all, down. Hopefully it wasn't the kind that irritated her scars. Maeve opened various compartments in the body suit, replacing the full puke pint with one she'd grabbed from her office. She pulled a hair net out and pulled it around her bun, which had been disintegrating in quality. Only then did the grey-haired girl realise her hands were shaking. Interesting. Maeve didn't have time to analyse whether it was due to stress or her body being pushed past its limits. It didn't matter. She strode out without hesitation, gave the group of nurses a wide smile, and entered the chaotic operating theatre. Maeve's gloves receded to expose her hands and her visor replicated over her field of vision, instantly giving her a deluge of flashing information. "It's just me and you, buddy," she whispered to the man struggling for life on the table.