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Scientists claim that quirks had formed through the gradual evolution of humanity, and for most this was a given ,afterall it made the most sense. However in the shadows of quirked humanity lied a brotherhood, a cult as they would call them, these people knew better than to believe in this farfetched theory, they worshipped a deity, the one who created 'quirks' as they called them. And it was about time they finally resurrected him. This being was known as... . . . . . . IZUKU Y/N MIDORIYA This is my second try at this, it originally was supposed to be an oc story but I felt a reader story would be more inclusive so here we are🤷‍♂️

You and Jeff were in love before Jeff became Jeff. What happens after your boyfriend is 'dead' along with his other family? Find out on 'Is that really you?'

If instead of SlenderMan YOU were the one to create a mansion that housed Creepypasta killers. "Who're you again?" "(Y/N). They call me (Y/N)man. This is my $700,000 homely mansion I built out of stone and glue with the help of an angry fork named Zalgo and my crippling depression. Wanna join?" "...Hell yeah." If I continuously unpublish and republish this book off and on its because my brain went dry and I ran out of ideas for it like with all my other three chapter stories. (if you know who did the cover art please lmk so i can credit their name here.) STARTED August 30 2021

**This story takes place 30 years after Loki: Where the Mischief Lies Throughout the 300 years spent imprisoned on Jotunheim, after the Allfather grew frightened of her powers, Winter had kept tabs on Loki. She was never truly sure if he could read her letters, in which she delivered through thought. But she always felt like he received them. Her suspicions were proved correct when her cell suspiciously opened and the God of Mischief himself stood before her.

*first story ever please be kind, just writing for fun* People say that we are all born equal, but ever since quirks appeared, it is now known that some are just born to be someone. We are not the same some are born to have the spotlight, born gorgeous, born strong, born to be someone great and destined to always shine, even when not wanting it. (Y/n) didn't want it but instead made a mistake and was swept by the media, and UA now knowing who she is, want her to become a hero.

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@Metalrchairleowo asked me to make this so I did I hope you guys like it and have fun reading :D You woke up your mind wandering all over the place wait you died why do I look like a bunny what the hell is going on

There was something chilling and mysterious about thunderstorms. But at the same time, it was ever so calming. The only time there was ever truly was silence ironically enough. Even with the loud claps of thunders and lighting strikes in the distance, it was just soft radio static to you. "Y/n! Get back inside or you'll get sick, you damn brat!" The slow turn of your head was bone chilling but the empty look in your eyes was worse. "Shh... If you're too loud they might come back." "Who!?" Gears turned in your head as you stared at one of your many captors "The voices.. you.. you don't hear them?" WARNINGS: THIS STORY WILL DEAL WITH HARMFUL EXPERIENCES, ADULT THEMES, AND VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! There is also mention of gang violence and drug dealings. This story isn t as detailed as I would hope but I felt the need for the warning anyway. (I apologize in advance. I'm 💫traumatized💫 and use writing as an outlet) I, Anonymous_Lover_3, do not give permission for my stories to be put on third party websites. You can read for free on Wattpad and Archive of our own.

-> where inumaki meets you, gojo satorus' only kid. ~ i do not own the photos here, i only own the storyboard. nor do i own jujustu kaisen. ~ enjoy the damn story. 🎖️ - 4th for Mai Zenin

" excuse me? where am i? " seven deadly sins x reader

Y/n L/n has been roaming in Hell for a long time. He had a duty to keep the lesser devils in check, but not many are around anymore. Y/n decided to go to the human world to become a Devil Hunter in order to send some devils back to Hell. NOTE: This story is based on an AI roleplay I was messing around with. I thought it was interesting enough to make a full-blown miniseries on it. Also, all images are not mine, even if I edit them a bit.

You, (y/n) were just a experiment, a unknown species to the world. You were stuck inside all your life, you wanted, no you needed freedom, so lets just say you got what you wanted, and the hearts of a few murderous killers... /my descriptions suck/