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Kusuo does not think very highly of this world he's been reborn into, of the abusive household he is meant to call 'home', nor the manipulation from the people around him, but he does love his new brother, who shines too brightly and trusts too quickly. His remembering is an anomaly, but hadn't he always attracted the strange and unknown. (the gods flip a coin and the earth watches with bated breath) // In which a Post-Canon, adult, Human Rights Lawyer Saiki Kusuo is factory reset and respawns™ into a new world. He is less than pleased. This world is a political, moral, and Human Rights abomination. Our psychic boy is not okay (but these traumatized wizards are even less okay, and he will not stand for it). Kusuo is an empath at heart and he'll be damned before he lets these children and traumatized, taller children get themselves killed on his watch. Featuring: Saiki adopting a large hoard of kids and accidentally parenting quite a few grown mages.

Slate frantically ran up the stairs towards the observatory, looking around. "Mica?" Mica was also just as shaken. "Slate? What was that?" They asked. Their face was frightened as they stared at them. "I don't-" But they cut themselves off as they heard something... almost like whispering at first. But it was getting louder, and Slate realized it was the sound of whooshing air. But what was that bright, blue light in the sky? And why was it getting hotter all of a sudden? Slate suddenly gasped as a roar washed over them. They frantically looked up, seeing that the sky was too bright. Impossibly so. It lit up the entire night sky so much that they couldn't see the stars anymore. But then, it was gone. Slate stared in confusion and terror at the sky for a few seconds, as if they were waiting for the strange light to return, before they tilted their head back down and looked around frantically. Or The hatchling's launch day takes a turn no one could have expected (Please leave comments for me! This is my first fic, and I would love to hear what you think, so I can do better in the future! Criticism is accepted as long as it's constructive! Updates every day at 8 P.M until completion!)

Très très loin, il y a très très longtemps, quelque part entre ici et là-bas, les événements se précipitèrent méchamment et les petits microcosmes s'entrechoquèrent... le chaos est aux portes! Pourquoi? Comment? En quel lieu? Entre la vallée du Sprat et celle du Bot ça rigole pas! Il faudra un héros pour dénouer tout ça! Mais qui?

Athena Uley. Never heard of her? Well i guess you never would have. All because of one reason. She was never there. She attended Hogwarts. Her one love died, and she's still hung up about it. She actually becomes a pack member's imprint. But, does she choose to accept him? Or does she find a place in another's heart? This is my own crossover of sorts for twilight series and harry potter series. I don't own all the characters. props for most of the characters in this go to the authors who made them.

dragons

...........this book is about the discovery of pink cloud's .............

A renowned horror author, Anya, is drawn to a haunted Victorian hotel. She encounters the ghost of a young girl, Lily, who reveals that the family's killer is still trapped within the hotel. Lily believes the man is innocent and needs Anya's help to set him free. Anya delves into the hotel's past, uncovering disturbing truths and ultimately helping to clear the man's name.

You really can't take this story seriously with that cover can you?

This is if I get really mad at myself or start hating my self for things I've done or just wanting to tell you how I feel about stuff LIKE MY PHONE FALLING AND CRACKING!!!! Ugh see this is what this writing is going to be about and guys if I get a new phone my name is be winter4632 and name will still be sofia4632 I hope!! If not I am in the dranes ugh I CANT SPELL!!! I almost spelled spell like speel see how bad I am at writing lol anyway welcome to rants and other things!!

Just a dumbass who knows how to pick up a pencil

My experiences put into poems.

There are many fake people out there and be carful your friends my be one

From the writing prompt- "After falling asleep during history class, a teen wakes up to find his school and town apparently abandoned, for what looks like years."