On March 14th, 2002, a boy with blue hair and pale skin was brought into the world. The boy was named Mahito, and he had a powerful cursed technique. He could rewrite the soul of any being with a mere touch, he was predicted to be one of the best Jujutsu Sorcerers ever to live. But what happens when an identical Cursed Spirit with the same name and technique starts wreaking havoc across the country? Human Mahito and Cursed Spirit Mahito, who is the real one?

Y/n died fighting an intergalactic conqueror. Well, he thought he did. Waking up as a teenager in a world similar but not exactly like his own, Y/n has to start all over again if he wants to be the unstoppable Bane he was once in his last life. Or- In which Y/n L/n the indomitable Bane crosses dimensions through Braniac bullshittery. Conquest ensues. ---------- Quick disclaimer: The quality of writing here is going to be sloppy. Maybe just plain shit at times, but the idea of this Fic has been cooped up in my head for too long, so I'd rather put out crap than nothing at all. Besides that, however, if you do come to like what I've created please feel free to give my Fic a vote. Writing is so much easier when you're motivated. GOTTA MEET MY DEADLINES!!!! Enjoy.

Your stereotypical abused, bullied, depressed, suicidal, unloved, virgin reader story. ---- Your life sucks. Or at least, that's what you've gathered. Suddenly waking up in a dorm room with shoelaces wrapped around your neck as you dangle from a ceiling fan really doesn't help with the amnesia. So what do you do when you discover that your forgetful existence has been nothing but torment and abuse? You say, "Fuck this shit!" and proceed to do whatever you want. ---- I do not own RWBY or any photos/videos used in this story.

#1 of 61.7k tagged with Undertale 12/06/24 After drowning as a human, Ashe reawakens as a DustTale variant of Sans. With his ghost Papy helping keep him from falling into suicide a second time, Ashe slowly learns he can have fun, and what's more fun than fucking with the Star Sanses who have totally mistaken him for the 'evil' Dust Sans?

You are a freelance technician. The job had its perks, you made your own hours, turned down dangerous jobs and picked your clientele. This was to be a simple job, they seemed desparate for anyone to take it. "J-just come in a take a look at the machine. Even if you can't fix him we'll pay you for the full night! Just please, take a look." A full night's pay for a few hours of work? Sure! At the time you had no idea it would spiral into a murder mystery, your personal brush with death and uncovering the dark history of a glam rock-themed pizza chain. And everyone keeps mentioning some sort of security breach that happened a year prior. Uncover the mystery of the missing purple bunny. 1. Set one year after FNAF:SB and in a combo of the Burntrap + Redemption endings. 2. If you aren't a fan of (Y/N) then feel free to refer to the character as Red or Red Guy (cause Read = Red, get it?). Thanks for getting this to #1 everyone!

Michael Afton wakes up in the charred remains of his pizzeria. Someone has tampered with his parts, and clearly, has gotten his father's work back up and running. When he emerges from the underground he discovers the Mega Pizzaplex. The animatronics are running awry (typical). And, there is a young boy wandering the building... *I wrote this first chapter on a whim late at night, so I apologize if it is incoherent. I've also never actually read a fanfic before, soooooo that should tell you how prepared I was to write this.*

Reset after Reset, a meek ghost is finally sick of watching them all die. Genocide after Genocide, a depressed skeleton is starting to reach his utter limit. A ghost finds a skeleton who shares his secret knowledge. A skeleton and a ghost decide something new. The Underground is safe, monsterkind is free. But.. are they all free? Was their idea really so unique as they thought it was? And what the hell is going on with all the dragons all of a sudden?!

*FEATURED STORY* As Judge for King Asgore Dreemurr, Sans has seen a lot of strange stuff. But when he wakes up with the feeling that something is completely wrong, he decides it's time to investigate with the only monster who could know what was happening: Royal Scientist W.D. Gaster.

The Undertale Genocide Route is happening, but a new card has joined the deck: Finn, a quiet kid with a love for stuffed animals who falls into the Underground soon after Frisk. At first, it doesn't seem like there's much Finn can do, until they discover their superpower: the ability to transform huge piles of white dust back into the monsters they used to be. It's up to Finn to stop the murders once and for all and free both Frisk and Chara from the control of the player - but will they succeed? Or will they fall prey to the same fate themself... This is my first time writing a story here and I have no idea what I'm doing xDD Criticism is welcome :3 Oh! Also, I made the cover myself. In case anybody was wondering. This is the first book in the little Undertale trilogy I have going on :D If you're interested, you may want to follow up with the second book, UnderAsriel! It may seem at first like it has nothing to do with this but I promise it all ties up in the end, and it's essential to understanding the third book.

You are a Cartoonist working for Joey Drew at his Studio. You would draw some Sidecharacters wich the maincast, Bendy, Alice and Boris could interact with in the episodes. You love your job, drawing characters, you would give them life in some way. And that would always make you smile. "You are never fully dressed without a smile" as you would say. But not just that, you had your own cast. You had your own "Smiling Demon" , your own " Angel" and many more. But... What would happen if they became real? What would your Boss sacrifice for Glory and Fame? What if your Workplace would transform into a inky Hell? Would you escape? Would you safe your own creations, or would you left them behind to safe yourself? WARNING: bad grammar/my first story dont expect something fantastic/ BatIM belongs to KindlyBeast/ Hazbin Hotel belongs to Vivziepop/ i dont own anything/ you belong to yourself