Brennan Kipling is hanging by a thread. After a wave of trouble gets him sent to Constance Academy, nicknamed Conversion Academy by its students, all it will take is one more incident to ruin his future. But Brennan realizes he can't kick his problematic habits as easily as he'd like to when he gets roped into Beckett Townsend's crew. The rebellious group of friends like to sabotage and torment the abusive staff of the Academy. With the headmaster's son hot on their heels to put an end to their rebellion, Brennan might be in for more trouble than he can handle.

Emerson is miserable with his life. He’s constantly bullied, and his boyfriend, Matt, sides with his tormentors. When Emerson hides in the school’s boiler room to escape everyone, he doesn’t expect to find a journal. The journal looks simple enough, but inside, it contains the shocking story of a boy named Nash. As Emerson reads deeper into the heart wrenching words of Nash’s life, he is unaware that his life is about to change forever.

Naruto is slowly left behind by all his friends. First his team, then his sensei and slowly everybody else. I'm not so good at summaries. No AU with Minato/Kushina. This is just after the end of Part 1. Hope you enjoy :)

Ciel became a Demon, and centuries passed, slowly but surely. But even after all these years, some things haven't changed: 1) Sebastian is still his Butler, 2) He is still the Queens Guard Dog (the new ones. The others are dead), 3) His company is still as well known and popular as it was all those years ago in the Victorian area. But now the new Queen has decided that it would be a good idea to send Ciel to Ouran High School. What will happen if he goes there? And of course, Sebastian will be at his side at all times. Will the Host Club use this as an advantage for their club? After all, they are entertaining lots of yaoi-fangirls.

›TW: character death; eating disorders ›short story ›one of my first stories that I decided to actually publish please excuse any grammatical errors. ›warning: naruto is self conscious about his weight. I dont intend to romanticize anything on here; this was once an original story I did back in freshman year of High school and I just made it into SN for the sake of publishing it on here. Nov. 7, 2015 - Nov. 8, 2015

Naruto is starting a new school year in a new town. New town, new school, new people, and a new Naruto. How will people react to Naruto and what happens when old emotions start to resurface?

Izuku Midoriya starts the day off like any other- No wait, this time it's different. Exhaustion causes him to oversleep and a series of unfortunate events unfolds causing him to have the worst possible day known in the history of all existence. Oh, and did I forget to also mention he's trapped in a training exercise that shows his worst fears? -Author Note- -------------------------- /08/23/2020/- AUTHORS NOTE- A Dreamless Nightmare will be updated by Friday, Saturday at the latest if it isn't up by then! -------------------------- Hope you like my story! It took me a bit /Started it in January 👀"/ but I enjoyed it, I have full plans on finishing this one and my scheduled updates will be on Fridays! (For the chapters I haven't pre-written) Anyways please leave a like or comment! I love reading what you guys have to say "^w^" Hope you all have a wonderful day!

Harry stared down at his bleeding hand, the words "I must not tell lies" dripping down his skin in blood-red liquid. And snapped. Harry Potter decides he's had enough of the wizarding world throwing him crap. he's going to throw it right back.

Nagisa Shiota doesn't like sweets. It reminded him of pointed fingernails digging- pushing- deeper down his throat. Her hand forcing his head down, bruises blooming on his chin from impact. And, stop- stop! Please- please, he'll listen. He's so very, very sorry. He'll be a good girl- please, just please, stop. (She didn't stop- never listened to his desperate begging, never hesitated as she pulled on his hair until his scalp was tender and red and raw. She was doing what was best for him- she was his mother, after all- and she had made all the same mistakes before. She was only looking after his best interests, she promised. She taught him that he was not in control, and, then, she forced him to obey.) When she was done, she'd make Nagisa look. She'd force his head close until he could smell it- his nose wrinkling from how pungent and putrid it was. And he'd stare, as she whispered that this is what made him a bad, filthy, disgusting boy. He'd stay there until he could reply- until he could promise through gritted teeth and scratched throat and a tongue heavy as lead- that he would be a good girl. The first time it had happened it was a chocolate bar. After his graduation, Nagisa Shiota knew that everything his mother told him held true. He was disgusting, impure, repulsive. Nagisa Shiota was a bad person. The blood on his hands always sung in recognition, making him tremor and shake, as if the blood was still there, still caked onto his skin- but he had smiled at his teacher's death, but he had still clenched onto the grip of knife until his knuckles turned white, but he had still stabbed and slashed and pierced. Nagisa Shiota was a bad person, so he became someone else. He lost his identity in the world of killers- call him anything: military dog, assassin, scum- but he didn't want to be Nagisa Shiota anymore. He thought of this as he received his first mission, first target, first name. Kill Mitsukuni Haninozuka.

[no quirk AU] (WARNING; story contains triggering themes such as self harm, suicide and abuse {TODODEKU}) After a fatal accident with his mother, Izuku Midoriya is taken in by his uncle. He transfers to a new middle school, where he decides to work as hard as possible. Midoriya Izuku has gotten into the prestigious high school, UA. This high school teaches students at a higher level than a normal school. Midoriya tried his best to cover up his mental health, but is discovered by few people. How can he learn to open up, if he has kept all his problems bottled up his whole life? COMPLETED