Yoongi and Hoseok are roommates with very different food tastes. What happens when a simple joke turns into a week-long bet?
With a twist!*WARNING: THIS FANFIC WAS MY FIRST EVER ONE SO PLEASE BEAR WITH ME WITH THE BAD STORY PLOT, ETC. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION*
Dr Arnold Samiad-Jones has a terrible case of unrequited love, and a hangover. Kesla Station has a terrible case of... well no one is quite sure what, but Arnold has to figure that out...--------------------------------------------------------------------------------Guidance - drinkingCC BY-SA. To credit, please link to this wattpad story.Cover credit - the incomparable S.Clark - https://www.wattpad.com/user/Sclark71517
February 1942 - Just over two months have passed since Zanzibar the Magician faced the Sorceress of Zoom and demanded to be reverted to a man. The attempt had failed, the Sorceress escaped, and Zanzibar (now having adopted the name Zee) remained in the body of a woman.With America now having joined the war and the Japanese Imperial Army relishing victory after victory, times are looking bleak in the world.But, Zanzibar/Zee's worries are still closer to home. While two colleagues have received the magician's new form without bias, concerns remain about others' acceptance.Focusing her energies on helping the now sonic-empowered Banshee come to terms with his transformation, Zee still keeps her own problem secret. She continues to help the police fighting crime but does it through a proxy - telegrams - enabling her to advise on cases, by pretending she is still the man authorities know. She receives a communiquรฉ from Captain Bill Johnson of the NYPD, stating a case has been closed, but Zee senses something untoward, something dark, ominous. To follow up on her hunch, she is forced to leave her sanctuary and face the public.But that's not all - bigger worries loom as Zee finds her magic has a tendency to 'leak' without invocation.
These are written by me, these arent serious and are only by my humor, so no offensive if it does offend you, I am here for comedy. Not your opinion
When 17 year old Y/N starts her last year of high school, she expects the worst. But she soon meets a new student and things just might change for the better.
They say family is a group of people standing by each other always.They are not entirely right. Family must not have to be a group it can also be one single person just like they were. They had a number of blood relations but for them the other one was their only family who stood by each other, cried and laughed in each others embrace. To the world they were siblings but by heart they shared a bond much more than that.Home is where the heart is.Their heart was each other and together away from all the negativity of their life they made a home for themselves. A home which echoed laughter, which dismissed pain, solace amidst the nightmares, a home where the souls are carrying the scars of yesterday but with healing in each other's presence.Join the Rajpoot Siblings and become witness to two souls who were once each other's nothing but now is everything to each other. Dive right in to witness a shade of love and healing as they soothe each other's demons.
When Nick Nelson starts a fight on the night of the senior formal, he could never imagine the events that would follow, neither what would happen to the life of his life Charlie Spring and the consequences that would come from it.
Ever imagined what it would be like to fall in love with your favorite characters? Me too, since I've created scenarios inside my brain, and also read stories on the internet. So please help me as I waste my time writing this book, since I'm supposed to be a functioning member of society, but instead I'm WRITING FANFICTION ONLINE. DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters. Rick Riordan does. I don't own you either. I own my stories, though. Also, I hold no infatuation with these characters. You may, but I write this to improve my skills, and for fun. So, random person from school that found me, I'M NOT A GREAT WRITER BUT I'M BETTER THAN YOU, HA! (That was a joke. I'm bad at writing. Please help me I'm stuck in the computer) Here's a free poem-The heroes await you. Come in and enjoy your time;though read carefully,as some may give you sorrow-although morrow will be better,memes will make it worth while.
January 1st, 2025, 12:01 AMOut of nowhere, a huge black tower descended above New York City and floated there. People were alarmed by this unexplainable phenomenon and many panicked, stating that the end of the world was near.February 1st, 2025, 3:00 AMThe tower 'spoke' for the very first time since it's arrival."Humans, let's play a game!"Every single person on Earth was teleported into the tower.April 1st, 2025, 3:00 PMSome time ago, we found out that the tower was named [Tower of Hell] and that it had 100 levels we had to clear; Each one deadlier than the previous.???????, ????, 12:33 PMHim and I were the only ones left. We "cleared" the tower, but were caught off guard by what was next.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Update Schedule: SporadicUnless I specifically say so, the art is not owned by me, all credit goes to original artist.