Povfirstperson storie

The Rowdyruff Boys have just started junior high, and a boy a grade higher than them catches Boomer's eye. Him and his twin sister are new to Townsville, and Boomer is eager to be their first friend at school. Unfortunately, things go awry faster than he expects, and his dreams of being popularity are crushed just with one simple 'no'. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fic is not a one-to-one of my personal middle school experiences, but I do take a few things here and there from the things I went through (bullying, isolation, toxic friendships, etc). This fic does not focus a lot on Boomer's powers (or the RRB/PPG's powers as a whole), mostly just his social life. I don't really know how the American school system works, and this is my first time writing in present tense, so my tenses may be choppy/inconsistent here and there. My mutual E_Adlirez helped me come up with the title! Thank you E :3 Go check out their fics on ao3 they're a great writer ^^ AO3 VERSION: https://archiveofourown.org/works/79179751/chapters/207738261

Valerie Green was all over the papers, as per usual. Her life hasn't exactly been the same after the dangerous events she faced during her first year at Hogwarts. Now, 3 years after graduation, Valerie was a well-known, top auror, newly engaged to her beloved boyfriend. Sebastian Sallow was all over the papers for the first time in years. His life changed dramatically during his 5th year at Hogwarts. He was somewhat of a celebrity himself, being one of the youngest, and also first escapist of the cold, lifeless cells of Azkaban. What happens when the two accidentally cross paths during what can only be depicted as an evil rising of unknown forces?

What if Maverick had a daughter that he didn't know about for several years? And what if he did the same thing to her that he did to Bradley? ✈︎ ✈︎ ✈︎ (cross-posted on AO3 under TheEmilyCaniff) ✈︎ ✈︎ ✈︎ Copyright Ⓒ 2024 by TheEmilyCaniff All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission. Without limiting the author's exclusive rights, any unauthorized use of this publication train generative artificial intelligence (AI) technologies is expressly prohibited. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Disclaimer: I do not own Topgun and Topgun: Maverick or any of the characters in the universe, all credit goes to Jim Cash, Jack Epps Jr., Ehren Kruger, Eric Warren Singer, Christopher McQuarrie, and the other creatives. I only claim Dakota and Hailee as well as their plot lines. Written by Emily Ⓒ TheEmilyCaniff

[OC Self-Inset LitRPG] 山尺丨ㄒ乇 ㄚㄖㄩ尺 千卂几ᗪㄖ爪. ᄃんのの丂乇 ﾘのひ尺 丂ﾉり乇. ㄒ卄乇 Ꮆ卂爪乇 丨丂 Ꮆ乇几乇尺卂ㄒ丨几Ꮆ... 乇几ﾌㄖㄚ ! [I found that box under the door of the house's entrance one day, accompanied by a cryptic note: "The best game of your life." I'm just going to try, what could go wrong?]

There are so many things that I never knew. Secrets kept from me, lies told to my face. But there was so much I experienced. Things most people never even dreamed of. This is my story. The story of King Ahkmenrah, the pharaoh that transcends time.

Herein lies a tale concerning the events of July 23rd, a date whose very name is a veritable taboo in the town of Patch, Maryland. The narrator of this tale, Ani Joan Wright, does solemnly swear to tell the truth, however unbelievable it may seem. Read at your own risk.

This is just a short drabble/character study for my OC Marianne (which is what my account is named after) and my friend's OC Simon. It's labeled as a Heathers inspired because their roles in this AU are slightly similar to that of Veronica and JD in Heathers: The Musical (that's not really relevant to this fic specifically but I tagged it because Mari and Simon are very different in canon). Mari's personality IS based on my own, but I wouldn't say this is a vent fic since her experiences are completely different from mine.

Monday- No longer working for Hell. Works for herself and has been told that she would make a better queen and is going to make sure that happens. Sequel to Monday and the Bad Case of Demonic Possessions. Book #2

Drabbles about cats. Most of them are just about how I believe cats see the world. They are from the POV of a young female cat who looks like the one on the cover. Feel free to call her whatever you want. Please do not copy/steal anything contained within this. Thank you.

I'm Rsuu Aoi, a Hashira, sixteen years old, with a breathing style that fuses the fiery warmth of the Sun with the tender, reckless force of Love. I live in America-far from the others. The ten Hashira of Japan barely acknowledge my existence. That means I fight demons alone.

Sometimes it is so hard to accept your feelings. Haechan knows that better than anyone else. All that is left for him is just a mere illusion of happiness and images inside his poor head. But those can't last forever, and the "bomb" will explode when no one was aware...

**Complete** Class 3-E is enlisted in a brand new contest that no one knows anything about, except that it has a large cash prize. Since Principle Asano signed off on it, they can't say no. It's an exciting reprieve from Kunugigaoka's usual discrimination, but just how difficult will the challenges be? Nagisa keeps his eyes and ears open for what might end up being more than just another contest, especially when people start getting "disqualified".

"As you are now, so once was I. As I am now, so shall you be." Poetic prose from the Ancient Fuelweaver/King from the video game Don't Starve.

An ethereal being in a white three-piece suit makes an offer, an offer too good to refuse. Jack leaves his world for one of his childhood fantasies but is the world of Pokémon too much for him? This world is an amalgamation of the Anime and Game versions of Sinnoh with a bit of real-life sprinkled in. Part One of a long-form Jumpchain Story. Crossposted from AO3 and Fanfiction.net.

"I'm just concerned about Charlie. He's a good friend of mine and I don't want to see him getting hurt. You know he's been through a lot in the past, and he needs someone who will be there to support him and make him happy." "I do make him happy." Ben gave me an expectant look. "Isn't that right, Charlie?" "Um...yeah." I replied hesitantly. Ben smiled at Nick smugly. "There, you see? He's happy. With me."

Chloe is responsible. Patrick couldn't care less, and says it wrong. Assigned as tutor and tutee, they're stuck navigating awkward silences, bruised pride, grammar corrections, and a café date that definitely isn't a date. Probably.

A fanfic for Zaynes mythology chapters in love and deep space. :)