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---------------------《♤♡◇♧》-------------------- "HAHA! SUCH FLAMBOYANCE!" - Year 1 Y/n "That ugly unflamboyant creature...." - Year 2 Y/n "RON, HERMIONE, HARRY! STAY BACK!" -Year 3 y/n "Yule ball? And we need a date?... "- Year 4 Y/n "You don't understand anything, you ungrateful umbitch! do us a favour and die in the forbidden forest!" - Year 5 Y/n " 'mione, do you know, how long professor slu-.... I'll just go.... " -Year 6 Y/n "YOU CAN'T SAY THAT RONALD! THAT'S FUCKING LOW... even for me... " - Year 7 Y/n "EVERYONE SHUT UP!.... I recognise this place..." - present Y/n ---------------------《♤♡◇♧》---------------------- Y/n Uzui, little sister to Tengen Uzui. Everyone in the demon slayer crop adores you. However, that all changes when you vanished after a mission at the age of 10. You join the golden trio in their adventure of the magical world. Learning a new language (the struggles!) Solving mysteries, causing mayhem, and gaining a fan base and club through the school while dodging near multiple death experiences! fun, right! What would happen when you and your friends return to your universe? How will everyone feel about all of this? ---------------------《♤♡◇♧》--------------------- I understand the concept of the consequences of the demon slayer mark. But I'm gonna change it so the 'you die at age 25' is just a myth type of thing. ---------------------《♤♡◇♧》---------------------- I don't own KNY. It belongs to Koyoharu Gotouge. I don't own Harry Potter it belongs to J.K.Rowling. Any images used belong to their rightful owners unless I state otherwise.

"Oppi I can't do this! I lost you once! I lost both my sparkmate and my siblings! I can't continue this war for you" , I say desperately clinging to him so that he can't leave. Optimus tries to gently pull me off of him but once I tighten my grip he sighs and says- "My spark, I know this is a lot to ask of you but I need your help. You are the one I trust the most to continue the small amount of peace we have established." Desperately clinging onto him I practically wail- "The peace won't last Optimus! You know just as well as I do that the humans will hunt us all down! I need you here! I need my leader, my Sire here!" A pained look appears in his optics, and for just a second I feel hope that he will stay. "Sweet Spark you know as well as I that if I stay we are endangering more human lives. If this happens we will be hated even more. Besides, no matter how much you say you hate humans, you can never forget that you yourself were once human. And I know you will not sit by and watch your planet's destruction happen if you can do something about it." My spark breaks a little more as I realize he's right. While some humans are nothing more than monsters, there are some like Sam and Michaela or the Yeagers. Besides, I love this planet so much. It's the only home I've ever known. Optimus pulls closer to me and holds my face up as Energon tears leak from my optics. He smiles at me before gently kissing away my tears. My spark hums in appreciation and sorrow at his affection and having to once again be separated from my father. This is my story. My birth name is Birdie Blu, named after my WWII hero grandma, and this is my story. The story of how a simple 16-year-old girl turned into a war-ridden woman. I can guarantee you this, read AKI JABAROSA'S book and you will watch as I become... Caged No More

I didn't like the other one because I personally thought it was a bit rushed. Even so, I hope you enjoy. Now, time to wing a introduction of this story! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was a week and a couple of days since the hat wearing child saved the world from Mustache Girl. The Mafia were happy, some of them were still waiting for their boss to be gifted a new body, Express Owls and Moon Penguins were glad that no one died, besides them dying to help the child during their fight, Snatcher and his minions were at peace, but were still fighting with the fact that they were still up against Queen Vanessa who is still trying to take over Subcon Forest, the Nomads were glad to be safe from all of the trouble along with the goats from the mountains, and pretty much, everyone was glad to be safe. But that's when the real problems began. You see, Hat Kid had to leave with their best friend who's like a sibling to them, Bow Kid. The two kids had to leave to head back home. And when they did, everyone was heartbroken and a few people had returned back to their old ways. Snatcher being cold and distant, looking for number one(I.E, himself.), Mafia Boss was gifted a robotic body to inhabit for the meantime while dealing with pesky Mu, beating up his mafia men, and last, but not least, the two birds from Dead Bird Studio; Conductor and DJ Grooves. What is to happen if things fall apart? Like, Vanessa kidnapping Snatcher, integrating him on WHY he left her when he is HER prince which causes havoc on the other areas of the world. He was still, sorta of, weak from his battle with Hat Kid, trying to recover after the day they had fought each other and when the hatted child left for home with the bow wearing child, having finishing his Death Wishes, going on a cruise, and going to the Metro. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Starting time of writing: 4/5/2020 11:13 PM Finishing time of writing: 4/20/2020 12:19 AM

Sometimes shit happens. Hey, it's not always your day, it's alright. One moment you're riding high, soaring above these mud-riddled plains with the king of mercs by your side, another, you're running far away from the crater he blew himself up in. You've really outdone yourself this time. W's dead, there's angel blood on your fingers and something itches to grow out of your skull. To pierce those gray curls of yours and bask in the twin moon's soft gaze. Something brewing deep within, eager to dim that halo forever and shatter your wings. A piece of you that's always been there, always hiding and growling, waiting for its moment to shine. So, hit the lights, Andy. Give it some stage time. Let yourself live a little. Throw out that Lateran jacket, put on some leather. Grow a pair of horns, befriend a fiend. Forget Laterano, forget Lungmen. Kazdel is your new home. And your new home's where you rightfully belong, you little rascal. Hellooooo people !! Here we are, a SPIN-OFF story of my "Curly Head" series, in which Andy actually went on that one job he previously ditched and got himself into quite a predicament. In this one, I'll turn the angst-meter down, I promise. W and Andy, happy times. :D This is, of course, perfectly fine as a standalone work, I think, but if you're new and wanna brush up on the lore then you can do just that! Series starts with "Goodbye Curly Head", rest is pretty straightforward. Summed up: thirteen year old boy from Laterano ships himself off to fight in the Kazdel Civil War for peacekeeping reasons, situation turns to shit at the end of his tour, forced to stay in Kazdel and make money as a merc, meets up the first W's crew at the age of sixteen, circus-slapstick follows. Ps: I'm not giving up on "Almost Green", only taking a small break and also delivering some much needed fluff-ish stuff. Tell me you thoughts in the comments, I tend to reply to every single one of them and love reading through them all! Have fun!

Just as the Astral Express prepares to leave with their newest member, a bright light envelops them as they found themselves transported in a cinema with both familiar and unfamiliar faces. If that wasn't enough confusion, a bear appeared and told them that they will react to their future. ~~~ Spoiler alert! This book will consists of spoilers from the game and theories made by different people! Disclaimer: I don't own Honkai Star Rail. All rights belong to the original creator, Hoyoverse. The cover picture was made by avery_aldini who kindly made it for me and gave me permission to use it!! ^^ Update: Once every month/two months October 8, 2023 - ???

"Ten years ago today was the worst day of my life. On the 17th of November 2007, I lost my best friend in a hit-and-run car accident. It's been a hard ten years, living from day to day with an awful childhood tragedy at the back of my mind, but the years still crawl by agonisingly slowly. I say that, but when I think about Alice and what happened to her it barely seems like yesterday. My therapist seems to think that documenting everything I think and feel in this diary will finally help me get over her death-and who knows? Maybe he's right. Or maybe he's very wrong; in which case I suppose this diary could serve as some kind of "note"." This is really just me playing around with the diary format and exploring what would happen to the friends of someone who died young - how they would react and try to pick up their lives etc. When writing this, I picked a start date for the diary that seemed far away but it's soon crept up on me, so I had the idea of posting it on the actual dates stated in the book. I actually started writing it in 2016 but I've REALLY procrastinated with it. DISCLAIMER: this is a work of fiction. All events and characters herein are fictitious. Any relation to persons living and/or dead is completely coincidental. THEMES THAT MIGHT NEED TRIGGER WARNINGS ('cause you never know): Grief Car accidents Self-harm Substance abuse Mental health (As you can probably tell, I have no experience with this kind of thing, I''m not even sure what a trigger warning is supposed to look like. I originally planned to rate this mature but was recommended not to - if you think I should, feel free to message me.) Enough with my ramblings, on to the main event!

While the rest of the Andromeda Galaxy thrived with interplanetary travel; civilizations sharing knowledge across the stars-Ivis Ryoko's homeplanet, Neurothon, remained stubbornly grounded in isolation, and refused to look beyond its own atmosphere. For Ivis, each sunrise brought another day of impossible choices. In a society where violence wasn't just common, but celebrated, she learned the bitter truth about survival: sometimes staying alive meant staining your hands with the very brutality you despised. Every scar she bore told a story of resistance, of moments when she was forced to become what she hated most just to live to see another dawn. But while her people seemed content in their savage traditions, Ivis dreamed of something more than the endless cycle of violence. Armed with determination and scraps of forbidden knowledge, Ivis spent two years secretly constructing a transmitter-hoping to send out some sort of distress signal to escape the planet she had been trapped in. By some miracle, she managed to get it working, for about... thirty seconds. And at first, those thirty seconds seemed useless. Those two years seemed useless. And Ivis felt hopeless. That was until a spaceship landed in the forests near her home. Her way out. For the first time ever, escape felt tangible-real enough to touch. There was just... one small problem. In a moment of instinct honed by years of survival on Neurothon, she might have already shot the supposed pilot with an arrow.

Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

20 years ago, the world was on the brink of extinction when the Galactic Federation saved Earth. Since then, humans pledged their loyalty to serve them. Human's connection with one of the higher beings in the universe, resulted in Earth's civilization rising to a higher level. Two decades passed and new generations rose. I, Alexa Stanfield, a 20-year-old college student, found out that the Galactic Federation saved Earth for a dark purpose. For two decades, we've been conscripted and nurtured under the guise of care, only to unveil our grim fate as pawns in an Intergalactic conflict, thrust into a war we never signed up for. The previous species that Galactic Federation sent were annihilated quickly. Therefore, they were forced to use us, as their new human army, opposing the plan's timing. My friends and I were selected as candidates with the resilience to withstand mind manipulation. We endured an intense training regimen that was more like a deadly game of survival. The Federation believed that this was the only way to prepare us for the war since they have no time to waste on conventional methods. My friends and I share an unbreakable bond and loyalty, soon to be challenged by the most harrowing trials. Armed with only our school learning and raw life experiences, we'll face murder, death, sacrifices, and betrayal. A kid, old, man, or woman, there's no exception, regardless of age or gender. Our training ground? Safira, a verdant moon planet. This is the story of our involvement in the most intense training of our lives.