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A day goes bad to worse for 14 year old Izuku Midoriya, as he wakes up trapped in a computer simulation with nine different Horror games. The only objective given by the madman who locked him in? Beat all nine games, or be deleted. A year later, a very different Izuku shows up at the Gates of UA to take the entrance exam. What horrors has he faced?

“Satoru?” The word rings, fuzzy in his ears as it whines like tinnitus, familiar and heart stopping. ‘I’m dead.’ He can’t even hear his own thoughts over the loudness of the world, staggering where he stands, eyes still fixated on the sky, on the sun. ‘I’m dead, I died, I felt my heart stop, this can’t be, it can’t-’ “Hey,” it comes again, a little more urgent than before, a little closer, another hammer to his ears and all the noise shrieking behind his eyes. He recoils hard enough to go stumbling as a hand reaches for him, covered in flesh rather than empty bone, tan and recognizable. Unbelievable. There’s something wet trickling from his nose. Bile stings on the back of his tongue. The words dissolve into the rest of the white noise as he stares up at the blue of the sky, and tries to remember if he’d ever had a hallucination as bright as this. ‘I have to be dead,’ he thinks. Somehow, he isn’t. Or: Gojo Satoru goes back in time. He makes a couple of changes for the better.

Control isn't the only thing Draco Malfoy has lost. But he will get it back. He will get everything back.

At the age of 130, Harry Potter dies long after his friends and family have. After the war, he deams his life meaningless yet lives on to satisfy the expectations of others. Upon his death, the entity of death itself offers their master a choice of whether to live or not. Harry Potter reincarnates several times to feed his greed that was squashed and thrown away by the manipulations of Dumbledore. As Fate's favorite and Death's master, Harry unknowingly fixes different versions of the wizarding world in every kind of way. In his thirteenth life, he is Harry Potter once again and the wizarding world changes from the awakening of a reincarnated master of death. Unfortunately, said master of death has grown to be a sociopath that is hellbent on making Dumbledore suffer... And maybe forgot about the dark lord who takes offense to this. The entire world must brace itself. "Would I get to live for myself? Will I be able to be who I am?" Harry asked. Death simply chuckled, guiding Harry towards the train. The experience was similar to when Harry had first entered Kings Cross in his first year. "That is ultimately up to you, young master."

POGTOPIA??? WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE?? TIMETRAVELBLADE. technotravel “Chat, I did not time travel,” Techno said exhaustedly, “I don’t know what gave you that idea, but please calm yourselves.” The voices started obnoxiously whispering at the top of their lungs. HE DOESN’T KNOW. PANICOr: Tommy, Tubbo, Jschlatt, and Dream all end up in the past. (Oh, and the Chat comes too)(mcd is a villain, this fic has a happy ending)

A canon-compliant rework and extension of MW2: Reboot. Simon was an unstoppable force, but Fate was an immovable object. Stationary. When you ignore it, and put up walls to secure yourself, it only delays the inevitable. Unavailing. It doesn’t stop it. Moments in time slowly drill their way through, picking an open scab until it turns to scar tissue. It will break your skin until it drains you. You will deteriorate into ashes, scattered by the wind. And if you force yourself against Fate, shielded with a lifetime of trauma that you use to protect yourself– you’re forced to recognize why you put the walls up in the first place. Every moment full of agony, abuse, anguish. Your walls will crumble, because Fate never fails. And as Fate tore the first wall apart, Simon was pushed. **EARLY CHAPTERS ARE IN BETA, WILL BE LABELED WHEN UPDATED.** CHAPTERS 1-4 UPDATED AS OF APRIL 8TH

Eleven year old Harry didn't know how he knew--he didn't even know what it was he knew--but as he stood in Olivander's shop with Hagrid, he vowed that he would never tell a soul about the two words written on his wrist. Avada Kedavra. --- a story of souls told in three parts.

Jason’s plan to observe his family’s reactions to his resurrection…does not go as intended.

Graduation was supposed to signal the final time they all spent time together at UA, to show they have all grown into the Heros they dreamed of being. It was supposed to be, but when has anything ever been easy for class 1-A?

After a confrontation with a biker in order to hallucinate about Edward, Bella knows what she has to do in order to keep him alive in her head. Go out into the world and let any man or woman use her body for their pleasure. The experiences will change her forever. And not in a way anyone expects.

Will remembers falling. He wakes up months before Jack got him to work for him. Months before he met Hannibal for the first time. Free from his past he decides to change events and meet Hannibal again.

What happens when you’re forced to become the very thing you despise? Ex-Auror Harry Potter, tossed out of the Ministry for something he had no control over, has been looking for a way back to his former life. When he comes across Draco Malfoy in the criminal underbelly of Wizarding London and in need of protection, Harry figures bringing him in to face the Ministry's justice is his ticket back to everything he's lost. But nothing is exactly as it seems. Not even Harry himself. And as he gets drawn further and further into Malfoy's world of honour and deception he finds himself questioning everything he thought he knew—about his childhood nemesis, the Ministry job he misses so much, and most of all, about himself. What happens when you’re forced to see that you were wrong?

After surviving the fall, Will finds he has far fewer hesitations about joining Hannibal than he would have guessed. Character death, but not Will or Hannibal.

The average Fairy Tale tells of a beautiful Princess who is locked away in a tower, imprisoned by a terrifying, monstrous dragon. But what if that dragon was, in his heart, just a helpless beast... desperate for her love?

Sometimes, Harry can't help but wonder why such strange shit always happens to him.

It was common knowledge that you had a relationship with all of the brothers. Not that all of them were happy about it, but that was just how it was. You weren't secretive about it, and each of them was slightly different from the others, but that little fact was always present. Always hanging in the air around you when you were with any of them. If any of them didn't like it, they would never tell you. After all, it was kind of their fault that you had this strange shared relationship.

Derek has been in a lot of bad situations. This one easily makes the top five. Or would, if Dean and Sam Winchester were actually acting like the sadistic psychopaths he expected them to be. Instead, Dean is referencing Star Trek, Sam is comforting Reid, and Derek has never been more confused.

The plain-looking woman at the prescription pick-up desk cocks an eyebrow upon scanning the papers that Shouta hands her. “Midoriya Izuku,” she comments. “He’s the kid who got kidnapped, right? Someone found him in some basement.” Shouta doesn’t like what he sees in her eyes. “Uh huh.” “Huh. Makes sense that they’d lump him with a pro hero,” she intones, her eyes flitting to Hizashi. It sounds like she’s trying to crack some sort of relatable joke, but it falls critically flat. “With a quirk like that… well, I mean...” “--and what are you implicating?" Shouta snaps. Midoriya Izuku has an extremely dangerous quirk and falls under the hands of some extremely dangerous people. Eight years later, he is discovered within the midst of a League of Villains base raid. ** DISCONTINUED **

“Wh— what?” Tommy choked out, his voice hoarse from the lack of use all day. The man rolled his eyes, as if he didn’t just ask a completely impolite question. “I said, do you have any booze?” Tommy sat still. He reached into his jacket pocket, his hand finding only a plastic pen. Could he stab this man with a plastic pen? Tommy pulled said piece of plastic out, visibly holding it up. “I have a pen.” Something about the bemused look on the man's face made Tommy click it, and again, repeatedly. click click click click click click click click— ... or; Tommy planned on dying. He meets Wilbur instead.

when strange movement in a pharmacy catch's Casey's eye one night, no one could have known the stress, panic and confusion the next few months would bring---a turtle not in their right mind ends up in an unknown place with even more unknown threats lurking around every corner, with a hurt little one there's nothing he can do but what his mind screams. protect his bale, at any cost

The day of the Hero Incident ends much more horribly than anyone could've imagined, but only Izuku knows that. He thinks as long as he forces himself to push through it that he can get over it, but of course, that's not how things go. His mom, friends, teachers, and even his childhood friend-turned-rival take note of his odd behavior and try to help, but he refuses to talk about what really happened. How long and how thin will Bakugou's patience go until Izuku finally confides and accepts the help he needs? (in this fic, Shigaraki takes more from Izuku than he should've, Katsuki comes with the class that day at the mall, and there are still finals to be taken. Plenty can happen in only five to six weeks.)