Wind Stories

Gojo finds himself in the world of demons. What happens next?

ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ? ʏ/ɴ ʟ/ɴ ʜᴀꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ɴɪɴᴊᴀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟɪꜰᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏɴᴇ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜꜱ ᴏꜰ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴɪɴᴊᴀɢᴏ, ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ɴᴇᴡꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴀ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇɪɴꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴄɪꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ. ꜱʜᴇ'ᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ɪɴ ɴɪɴᴊᴀɢᴏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀꜱ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴘʜᴇᴄʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ɴɪɴᴊᴀ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀʏ? -- "ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟɪꜰᴇ." - ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ -- "ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ? ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ɴɪɴᴊᴀ, ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ɴɪɴᴊᴀ?" - ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ -- "ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ'ꜱ ᴀɴ ᴏʟᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ." - ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ -- This is the sequel to Silver Soul | Ninjago x Reader ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: 03/01/25

Long ago, the world was thrust into chaos by the emergence of the Primals, beings with power akin to the gods, as they sought to reap nothing but destruction in their own rampage. Until one day, a mystical deity known as the Holy Divinity, rose up, along with twelve warriors, standing up to their tyranny, unifying the world and sealing their powers into twelve different weapons, each coveting their power, which would later become known as the Primal Arms. In time, their deeds would cement themselves in history and legend, being regarded as the Primal Warriors. Thousands of years later, the world is currently under threat by a territorial empire, leading to one of the worst disasters the world has ever seen in centuries. A young adult by the name of Arya Lionsbane toils away in the life of a mercenary, burdened by the guilt of her past, but a chance encounter with a stranger alters her trajectory in a surprising way. With his help, she reclaims the Flamebringer, one of the Primal Arms that holds the Fire Primal, Ifrit, and is thrust into a quest to unify the other eleven weapons and save the world from being thrown into chaos once again. Along the way, she will discover the truth of this current conflict and bring justice to all of the fallen

Elara didn't ask for magic, but magic chose her. Elara has already lost more than any girl should. When her Grandma passes away, leaving her a mysterious glowing stone, everything around her begins to change. The wind feels stronger, the forest feels darker, and ashes seem to follow her everywhere she goes. Elara is trying to breathe again, trying to heal, trying to be okay. But the Truthless are getting stronger, drawn to the magic she never asked for. So she keeps the stone close. And keeps the secret even closer.

Elen is an ordinary fourteen-year-old girl in the eighth grade. Her life is completely normal-she goes to school, spends time with friends, and deals with the everyday concerns shared by almost every teenager. It never crossed her mind that her life was about to change completely. But one day, Elen finds herself in a completely different world-a world filled with magic, secrets, and strange creatures. This world is called the **Realm of Elements**. Elen has no idea how she got there or why she was the one chosen. Soon, however, she discovers that the Realm of Elements holds far more secrets than she could have ever imagined.

What was meant to be a peaceful autumn field trip to the remote Iwatani Festival quickly turns into a nightmare when an ancient mask awakens - one that feeds on the very darkness its victims try to hide. As Kun confronts echoes of a past life he can no longer ignore, and his friends struggle with buried pain and guilt, Lei and the others must uncover the truth behind the mask before it consumes them all. In the quiet mountains of northeastern Kyuu Seishin, the line between festival lights and creeping shadows begins to blur.

Ok, listen - I know (think) that Wind is a mix of WW, PH and ST (Wind Waker, Phantom Hourglass and Spirit Tracks), but I thought it would be cool when Spirit would be separate. Especially because he doesn't get enough attention! So, the chain meets Spirit and first think he isn't a Link, but then they do realize it. But somehow, another great evil came into Spirit's world, an evil that doubled itself and tried to bring an old one back...

🔥┈⚔️┈┈•☆ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫.. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 '𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲'. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐥? 𝐎𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝..? 🔥┈⚔️┈┈•☆ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 '𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬'! 𝐈𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝟏𝟎𝟎% 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐱𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞!

A collection about loving deeply, longing quietly, leaving fear behind, and finding meaning in the smallest traces we leave on one another.

Asthma, taken lightly but deadly. Endo had no interest in her. Though as time passes, will he fall for her or not? Start date: 14/06/2025 End date: major editing #windbreaker #fanfiction #Endoyamato

"𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲, 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲" 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 6, 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐨𝐫 𝐉𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭. [Male Reader x Pjo]

Emma's life was never perfect. She never had the nice house, white picket fence and a beautiful labrador puppy. She never wanted any of that anyway. All she ever wanted was loving parents for her and her sister. She's come to terms with the fact that it's never going to happen. Mike had it even worse. But for him it's in the past and all he wants to do is move on and forget. But it's not as easy as it sounds. Then one day there paths cross in the most unlikley of situations...

In a world divided by seven powerful clans, centuries of hatred have kept the people trapped in an endless cycle of conflict. When Kai is chosen to reunite the clans and bring peace to the world, he quickly learns that fate has other plans for him. As war, betrayal, and hidden forces begin moving in the shadows, Kai is forced down a path filled with pain, sacrifice, and loss. Yet through every hardship, a mysterious voice continues to whisper: "One world. One people. One law."

In the distant past when the chaos of iron and flames still regained 43 characters were made by the creators, radiant beings, grace with wisdom and power unparalleled The characters were destined to reshape the tempestuous world and usher in a new era of peace, prosperity, and enlightened for all, and and they have each personalities of their own knowledge, volition, happiness, change, and solidarity but as time went on their friends from different worlds started to neglect them abuse blamed teased picked on and making fun of them and doing horrible things to them like tormenting them but only few characters supported them no matter what and on Tuesday 2025 they were corrupted by a monster known as Commander dragonfly and commander dragonfly, corrupted them with the powers of monsters, such as bees, dragonflies, plants, sharks, and everything, and their personalities changed too. The personalities have been reduced to deceit, apathy, sloth, destruction, and silence and they won't stop until every character in their dimensions has been arrested for crimes against them and little did the characters know from their dimensions that there were other symbols, powerful than the monsters, love ,clover, subtraction, multiplication, addition, division, tears, and trains and much others so join Dancing as the journeys beyond the dimensions, recruiting new monsters and putting an end to the ending characters endings

An exploration of all our senses from the perspective of my porch. Bring a coffee.

This is a book of my written poetry. These are poems that are personal to me and are in my journal. Some of them weren't written in my journal but are still important. They were written across the span of my life and the only ways you get my words and emotions out. I wasn't allowed to have words/emotions/opinions growing up. So I had to create my own space for them. In my own ways. Enjoy! :3 Poetry :3 thank you so very IMMENSELY deeply if you took the time to read ANY of this, you're so incredibly appreciated and I wish you safe and healthy tidings, and fair winds.

Welcome to the book of dragons, with information on habitats, abilities and more on every Dragon there is! I really hope you like this book, it was really fun to make! Feel free to correct any spelling in the comments! Enjoy! Ranked #915 in wind

IN WHICH, per the rules of your parole, if you start causing trouble, you're out! ─────────────────────────────── The citizens of Makochi are all strange, a whole town embracing their local delinquent gang? Unheard of. But even stranger to you are the guys of Bofurin who've dedicated their delinquency to the noble cause of protecting their town from harm. You could care less about being noble, though, all you really want is to smoke a couple of Seven Stars, not get landed back in Juvie, and live apathetically enough to pretend the blood on your hands doesn't affect you. It totally doesn't help that you've got a violent temper you can't shake and that Bofurin's guys are too persistent to let you live as an outsider.

A tree that has gained spiritual intelligence over time wishes to become something else and finds that opportunity to change.

My name is Sheila Badeau. For a long time, I didn't have the words to explain what was going on inside of me-only feelings I couldn't control, thoughts I didn't understand, and a heaviness that followed me everywhere I went. I smiled on the outside, but inside I was battling fear, insecurity, confusion, and silence. These poems were not written from a place of perfection. They were written in the middle of the struggle... in the moments where I felt lost, in the moments I questioned everything, and in the moments I began to encounter God in a real way. This collection is my journey. A journey from darkness to light. From brokenness to healing. From believing lies... to discovering truth. There were times I felt alone, misunderstood, and ashamed of my thoughts. But through it all, I've come to realize that what I was experiencing didn't make me weak-it made me human. And more importantly, it led me back to God. Writing became my release. My way of processing. My way of being honest when I didn't know how to speak out loud. If you've ever felt lost in your mind, stuck in your emotions, or distant from who you truly are-this is for you. You are not alone. My prayer is that somewhere within these words, you find a piece of yourself... and maybe even a glimpse of hope, healing, and truth. -Sheila Badeau