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The Dark Lord should have killed Lily Potter. Instead, he offered her mercy. In the spring of 1980, at the height of the First Wizarding War, Lily Potter is captured while seven months pregnant and accompanied by her three-year-old daughter. Rather than execution, she is brought before Lord Voldemort himself. And he gives her a choice. Leave Britain. Take your husband, your children, and disappear beyond his war. Because the Potters are not merely enemies. They are blood-bound to him through ancient magic of the Peverell line and forgotten branches of House Slytherin. Killing them would awaken forces older than the war itself. So Lily chooses exile. The Potters vanish to the south of France. The war fades. Years pass. Children grow. Fourteen years later, the Triwizard Tournament returns. Harry Potter comes back to Hogwarts. His older sister, Eraya Nyneve Potter-Black-Beauxbatons' most brilliant witch and heiress to the ancient House of Black-returns to Britain for the tournament. And the man who once called himself Voldemort now rules magical Britain as Minister for Magic. Marvolo Slytherin. Eraya remembers only one thing from the night her family was spared. A pair of ruby-garnet eyes watching her in the dark. Fourteen years later, she meets a man with the same gaze. And there is something about that gaze-even now, just as there had been then-that feels almost haunting. And in the strangest, most unsettling way... inevitable.

A parallel story set in the Jujutsu Kaisen universe. The plot begins during Satoru Gojo's second year at the Jujutsu Tech sorcery school and unfolds at the margins of the official system. Aika Kurogame is part of an informal network that monitors what the jujutsu hierarchy doesn't want to see: anomalies, misclassified missions, and events that don't align with official reports. While the system maintains visible order, this network operates in silence, connecting people who are trying to understand what lies behind the decisions of the clans and the administration. As small irregularities accumulate - "simple" missions that aren't, sorcerers dispatched without explanation, and presences appearing where they shouldn't - a suspicion emerges that something within the system itself is failing. Among students, unexpected allies, and a network growing in the shadows, the story explores how some try to hold together what is breaking apart while the jujutsu world keeps moving forward as if nothing had happened. Note: This is a sequential work of fanfiction set in the Jujutsu Kaisen universe. The original world and some canon characters belong to Gege Akutami; all other characters and plot elements are original creations. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes.

🔥 Crimson Kin: The Fox Returns A Boruto AU Fanfiction by Kishore Kumar He carries Kurama's flame. He may be Konoha's hope- or its greatest threat. Fifteen years after the Fourth Great Ninja War, peace is fragile. Naruto Uzumaki-now Hokage-lies in critical condition after the loss of Kurama. The Tailed Beast is gone... or so the world believes. Until a blood-soaked figure bursts into the hospital: Hattori Uzumaki. Naruto's son. A crimson-haired ANBU prodigy. And inside him, sealed and stirring-a baby Kurama reborn in chakra and rage. As secrets unravel and powers awaken, one truth emerges: Hattori wasn't meant to inherit peace. He was born for chaos. Can Konoha handle the storm that's coming? Or is the village training the weapon that will one day destroy it? New Chapters Weekly! 🔖 Add to Library • 💬 Comments Encouraged • ❤️ Likes Matter! 🔖Tags: #BorutoAU #NarutoFanfiction #KuramaReturns #UzumakiLegacy #AnimeAU #ShinobiNextGen #DarkProtagonist #ComingOfAge #Naruto #WattpadAnime

In a world defined by quirks, one boy was born without one. Tanaka Renjiro, cousin to Izuku Midoriya and childhood friend of Katsuki Bakugo, never dreamed of becoming a hero. He wanted to write stories, design games, and live quietly. But fate had other plans. At seven years old, Renjiro was abducted by a shadowy government faction and subjected to brutal experiments. He returned days later, bloodied and smiling, carrying powers that defied classification - not a quirk, but something artificial, something engineered. His body became a vessel of impossible forces, his mind scarred by trauma, manipulation, and hypnotic restraints. Now, as Midoriya begins his journey at U.A. High, Renjiro lingers at the edges of the stage. Detached, playful, and often emotionless, he cross-dresses with deliberate ambiguity, treating life as a performance. Though his psyche teeters on the edge of instability, he chooses - against all odds - to pursue the role of a hero. Not because he believes in justice, but because of faint childhood memories, his cousin's dream, and a boredom that demands purpose. This is the story of a boy who should have been a villain, who knows he was made into something monstrous, but who insists on walking the path of a hero anyway. Brutal, extreme, and unsettling, Renjiro's journey will test the meaning of heroism itself - and force the world to confront what lies beyond quirks.

In this Mha universe what if there was an individual that was quirkless yet very strong? What if he wasn't the only quirkless individual with much higher strength than even "normal people" with quirks? Will society like or fear him? Will they have a changed view of the quirkless population? [WARNING:WILL INCLUDE GORE.]

Jose as a child was someone who preferred other things such as reading and letting others do things while he observes, He knew that his father was estranged and he also knew that his father was secretive about things when his father unknowingly or it seems to be gave him a book, many question but he was kept in dark with nothing but his wits will he restore his normalcy? (OC plot) Cross-posted in Fanfiction Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13992813/1/A-Facade-of-Normalcy

'Damn her staring.' Kara thought half irritated and half embarrassed as she removed her shirt while her back remained to the brunette. Finally not able to bear the awkward silence anymore, she turned her head to cast a sideways glance and barked, "The hell are ya staring at?" Her response wasn't what she expected to hear. "Your tattoo is...beautiful." Kara's brow twitched as a blush flushed her face, she swore and quickly shut the shower curtain on Yuki's face. Covering her face with a hand she murmured, "If only you knew." Yuki poked her head in and asked "Knew what?" Kara flushed even deeper and hollered quite loudly; "The hell?! Get outta here!!" (A/N: Vampire AU of Vampire Knight with my OFC as Zero Kiryu, details inside. I own nothing but my OFC and this fictional story.)

Ray keeps his world small on purpose: dawn runs by the river, groceries in a cloth bag, tea poured for a cedar shrine that bears more silence than names. To most he's just a kid in a hoodie with careful eyes. But his palm remembers the weight of a sealed blade-Nanaka no Ryūjin-and the seven quiet voices that sleep inside it. One of those voices sounds like a teacher; another sounds like a mother; all of them ask the same thing: choose. He doesn't hide. He counts steps, maps shadows, and practices leaving and arriving until space itself knows his habit. He refuses to forget the night everything went wrong, or the pale marks left by those who write endings with silver. He wants one thing and has wanted it since he was small: to answer the Quincy who took his family with something sharper than memory. Most days are gentle. He learns the city's pulse-the way the bridge hums at noon, the way the alley cat grants pardons, the way a broom on shrine steps can feel like armor. He eats in quiet, trains without applause, and keeps his promise to the street: if he cannot make it safe, he will at least make it honest. Nanaka walks beside him where no one can see, correcting his footwork, teasing his pride, reminding him that wrath is a tool, not a heartbeat. There are rumors inside him he cannot verify: a face in authority that might recognize his mother in the angle of his jaw; a blade that shouldn't exist. On certain nights the sky feels numbered, as if someone is counting down from a place he can't reach. On certain mornings, hollows thin from the edges of town as though an unseen cloth has wiped the day clean. He files these things where he keeps useful fears. The seven voices wake in order; the city's map wakes with them. Somewhere far away, old debts practice being due. Somewhere very near, a boy in ordinary clothes walks toward whatever is coming with a vow louder than his blade and a quiet that refuses to break first.

What if Ash had a twin brother? One who was more pragmatic? Unlike Ash, who follows his heart and gut, Ray Ketchum relies on plans and strategy.R

After dying in his original world, Kael is reborn in the summoning realm as a Voidfang, a legendary creature believed to be extinct. Unlike normal summons, he can choose his own contracts, deciding which shinobi are worthy of his power. As he grows stronger and enters the shinobi world of Naruto, Kael becomes a being of mystery and fear, hunted by those who want to control him and sought by those who need his strength. From the shadows, his choices will shape destinies, challenge fate, and revive a legend long forgotten.

Bella had a hard life. Her motber died when she was 4, her "uncle" disappeared when she was 12, and her "cousins" were long gone. One day her uncle's ex-assistant tells her to look through her uncle's research wbout the town's most cursed site, Mt. Ebbot. As she reads, forgotten memories return: fish with spears, goats with pie, and flowers that talked... What was under Mt. Ebbot?

"Why my quirk defines my future?", Ahmya is one of the lucky 80% who are born with quirks and a very powerful one that caused the saying "with a quirk like that you should be a hero" being a common thing for her but there's a problem: be a hero is the last thing she wants to be. So follow how she deals with everyone and gets the so average life she deserves.

(also posted on ao3) For ten years, she has served the Twelfth Legion. A daughter of Pluto, small enough to be underestimated, dangerous enough that no one makes that mistake twice. Camp Jupiter taught her discipline, loyalty, and how to turn shadows into weapons. It also taught her something else: when the choice comes between orders and the people bleeding in front of you, Rome expects you to choose wrong. She never does. When a quest to recover the legion's lost eagle brings her face to face with Percy Jackson and Frank Zhang, everything begins to change. Friendship was never part of the training. Neither was trust. But wars are not won alone, and the bonds forged in battle can be more dangerous than any monster. Especially when loyalty has always been her greatest flaw. But before the dust can settle, the Argo II arrives, and with it a prophecy that will send seven demigods across the world. Seven demigods. One prophecy. And a war that will tear the world apart if they fail. (every photo present are from pinterest yes)