homestuck fanfic

The rest of this story will be posted on wattpad before I decide to put it here. So if you want more, it'll be there soon.

This is the third book to my Doctor Who fan fiction with elements of RWBY, SAO, Madoka Magica, and Symphogear in there. It will have me, the Doctor, obviously, the companion, whoever it might be. It will also have characters from RWBY, Madoka Magica, Symphogear, and SAO in there, all of us interacting with each other. Things have changed for me and Team RWBY in there, after the Fall of Beacon and the Year that Never Was. The running, the hijinks, and the traveling continues. Friends I met along the day have been doing their own thing, while others could be in danger. Now I don't even know what will happen in there for sure, but let's just live. And who knows if I will ever find a safe haven and a home to go back to in the story, especially for someone like Donna Noble.

Long ago somewhere far away there was a young couple living in Pine Ridge South Dakota. They had a child who was going to be in poor health conditions. They did not want the baby to grow up this way, So with broken hearts they did the only good thing for there child, they put him up for adoption. The child grew up in the system and when he was a young boy, a family from South Dakota adopted him and they started a new family of their own.

After five years, following a divorce and a stressful, high-stakes job in New York, Lillian Broughton returns to her ex-husband and her adopted nephew, Paul, her late sister’s son. Paul has now grown into a man and the three embark on an exhilarating and passionate journey together.

Virgil has wanted nothing more than to stay away from the Dark Sides. So when he vanishes, and goes back... The Lights have to go find him, and bring him back home.

The gods play with the fate of people in their incomprehensible games. And who are you, caught in the steel trap of fate? Pawn? Queen? Or a future player? And what is the purpose of this game? Why are millions of universes being created and destroyed? You will have to find the answers to all these questions yourself, because the aftor is also not in the know. No plot, no idea. There is only an endless bending of everything and everything in the name of the triumph of meaninglessness. Aftor just pours out endless streams of graphomania onto the minds of careless readers______________ This translation is not my work, I absolutely do not know English

HElp me

Killua thinks that maybe, even just a little bit, that he's cheated the game of life. Having someone as bright as Gon by his side just proves his point. Mentions of: Pedophilia, Drugs, Drugging, Stalkers, Non-Con Voyurism, ect

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.