'Me? Of all the people possible, do you think I was the one who worked for Gaia? I mean, like come on, my fatal flaw is raw loyalty. I'm not sorry that you all turned out to be this stupid. You made your choice, and sadly, y'all chose the wrong person to mess with.'Percy hid behind a trash can, yelped, and fell forward straight on his face. He groaned as he rose and glared at Thalia and Nico, who were laughing like mad people.Percy shrugged.'I dare you to hide behind a trash can and find out that it had a hole in it and a rat was looking at you.'
Peter Hendrix, born on August 11, 1917, and orphaned in 1922 and lived on the streets until his friend James Barnes' parents die and Peter moves in with him and his younger sister. Being close friends for five years leads to new feelings arising, maybe just friends isn't enough. In 1933, soon after a new dictator takes over Germany, the science devision goes after their old employee's son. Pain was all he knew until a cold freedom. Peter woke up in a sealed metal container with a window and no idea where he was at. In the chaos aftermath of the blip and people coming back, Peter is easily taken into foster care with little questions asked. What happens when he starts school? An internship? A semi truck with a drunk driver? An infection? Will Peter Hendrix? Parker? Murdock? Stark? Make it back to the one person who really knows him?A Marvel Fanfiction post Endgame with everyone still alive(Tony,Nat,Steve,Vision).TRIGGER WARNING:Includes pain, torture, suicidal thoughts and actions, mentioning of sexual assault, homophobia, arachnophobia, death, blood, hospitals?, and more, be aware. I DO NOT OWN MARVEL CHARACTERS, MOVIES, SCENES, DIALOGUE, SETTINGS, ECT. I wish though, that would be so cool, a lot of people on your back though, so maybe not so cool. I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS SUCH AS SAWYER, MATTHEW, and ELIJAH. PLEASE DO NOT REPOST ON ANY OTHER PLATFORMS. IT IS MY PLOT AND STORY(as far as I know, I haven't seen anything along the lines of this, I'd like to know if there is something similar out there though just because I'm curious. I haven't seen anything like it before though.) YOU GET THE PICTURE.
♘princess//: "a female member of a royal family, especially a daughter or granddaughter of a sovereign"♞Fíriel Gilraen's identity was kept secret the moment her father was murdered. With only a few months of age, her mother brought her to Rivendell alongside her two-year-old brother Aragorn. Elrond accepted both of them as his foster-children and gave them the names Estelwen and Estel meaning „Hope". When she turned eighteen years of age she was told of her true heritage which changed her whole view of life completely. She decided to leave Rivendell to explore Middle-Earth and find her true self - leaving her brother and mother behind. Many years went by making a skillful warrior out of her. A warrior that protected innocent lives from deaths harm and the darkness that was growing in the land each day. She was called by many names, but no one really knew who she really was. Her family and friends never heard of her again, but never stopped believing that they would all meet again in the time to come. One day an to her unknown wizard came to her and life took an unexpected turn. She was summoned back to Rivendell to discuss a matter of life and death that could change the destiny of Middle-Earth completely. It was then that her journey truly began. //I don't own any part of the Lord of the rings, all the rights go to J. J. R. Tolkien and New Line Cinema. The only parts that I own are my own scenes and characters.
Percy Jackson x Peter ParkerPercy moves back with Sally and Paul after the aftermath of the Second Giants War. There he meets his neighbor, Peter Parker. A surprising friendship leads to so much more. I decided to not edit this story and instead I'm crosspost rewriting it on here and AO3. Go check out the rewrite, it's so much better :) I started this version when I was like 13 lolCanon-ically accurate! (Except for the canon I hate and ignored based on that fact :)HIGHEST TAGS#1 in percyxpeter tag (7/20/20)#4 in crossoverfanfiction (6/21/20)#1 in camphalfblood (8/26/20)#1 in canon tag (8/26/20)#1 in percyjackson (8/31/20)#10 in percyjacksonandtheolympians
Baby Pink had been a preteen pop sensation, but as the members grew into awkward teenagers with more psychological problems than friends, they fell quickly from fame. Megan's out of the band struggling with addiction, Farrah's angry all the time, their manager won't take Camille's depression seriously, and Christine is dealing with her less-than-desirable singing voice, as well as a growing crush on Linh, their new member. As they struggle under the controlling thumb of their manager, who can't quite keep his hands off the girls, and work to navigate their never-ending descent from stardom, the girls create tighter bonds than they ever expected.
Aceso doesn't remember what happened to her. She had forgotten the sounds of her bones snapping over and over again and the nausea that coursed through her as they melted her to the stones only for her to awake whole the next morning. She had hated them with all her being.But how can a puppet hate its maker?Waking again in a seemingly bottomless glass cage is the least of her worries when all goes to hell and the sky turns to flames. And the worlds collide. Literally.
Just your typical Skephalo slowburn story.Currently in the process of re-writing it, hope you enjoy.
CHANGE. I just wanted to change how I acted in our younger years. I just wanted to make you feel being loved by me. But here I am, facing the truth that IT'S ALL IN THE PAST. I can't go back there and live there anymore. I am now here. You are now there. And the world that we used to be in is now being forgotten. And the worlds we are in now, differently different, are way way far from each other.CHANGE. It's what we have that stings. Me..---Project sa school. HahaI had some fun. Kaso ang sakit magreminisce ng mga bagay2 na hindi na maibabalik sa dati.
Everyone has a black angel , they are demons that can prove as or save you. They are always next to each of us , and if they want they can to make themselves heard . Theu are souls of dead people , they have choices us , but they can be reborn . One soul for the other .Guys I just wanna say you that I'm just translating this story,but the writer is @Alberta04She deserves all the compliments ❤