react to dazai soukoku

This fan fix is at the point where dazai has left chuuya to go to the ADA. They meet late one night potentially resparking something between them. A bit of a trigger warning of if you want fluff this is not the book for you since later gets a bit hardcore. Anyways it’s just a fun Dazai x Chuuya fan-fic.

My first story ever. So what would happen if the characters from Vivziepop, react to one of the many timelines of the SCP Universe, this is going to be one Helluva Broken Day for them. Also, note that I don't own any characters. On a short note, I saw a lot of fan arts about it but not one reaction fanfiction, so I want to be the first to do it. Oh and to TheSilentAssassin, please keep up the good work, it is one of the best crossover stories I ever read. And sorry for doing this without your permission, but I couldn't resist doing this. Also, I'm sorry for not updating my novel, I have so many stuff do and I have a test coming up so yeah.

The Harry Potter characters will be transported to my own dimension to react to their own movies. This will take place after Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban. This will be a series of the book following all the movies. Book Started: Oct/20/20 Book Ended: ---/--/-- Series Started: Oct/20/20 Series Ended: ---/--/--

Arriesgaré mi vida solo para encontrarte Dazai.

This is a world about magic, elements, and concepts. also with monsters that would want to conquer it. demons that would just want to watch the world burn. gods that would want to bring salvation to it (convert as many people as possible). humans that want to reclaim there crown at the top of the food chain. i pause the story if you want to know more go to the announcement chapter. got the pic from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/2040762315849883/ Also I probably won’t write on the weekends

Synopsis It is about the protagonist, Valeria Andrade, she with her friend Valentina Natera has an adventure taken from a dream !!! . . First they go to an art and drawing store, since Valeria loves to draw, and Valentina loves to color, but something happens, a person enters the store who buys the whole place, ¿!!! AND DO YOU WANT TO GIVE IT TO OUR PROTA? !!! , that's where our adventure begins.

This history it is located in wattpad but in spanish, i am very thankfull with webnovel for have a one chance for stay here. .thank yo WN well, now the sinopsis: Steven lives in a very beautiful city today he is in high school in his first year to be exact since he is new but he did not imagine that love would come to him when he least expected it he meets a girl named Doroty but they call him Dotty. Do you think that love will bring these two lovebirds together? Well, they say that there is a "red thread" that joins two beings who are destined to be together ... right?

Jack Craneson was just an ordinary college student—until a single moment changed everything. When he saves a mysterious girl from falling off a cliff, a burst of light pulls them both into a new world. Now, stranded in a land ruled by magic, ancient powers, and unfamiliar languages, Jack must adapt fast—or die trying. Accused of being a spy and nearly executed, Jack finds himself at the mercy of strangers, with only his quick thinking and modern knowledge to rely on. But as he navigates this strange new world, one thing becomes clear: he doesn’t belong here. And yet… he might be the one to change everything.

When you're doing something Have you ever felt like you've done it before. Deja vu. And then you would think about it and then your mind will make you remember it as if you've dreamed about it. What if the dream is a figment memories of your own but from another dimension who shares the similar world like you with the same cycle. Good things can happen a lot. But disturbing Things can happen in dreams too such as Nightmares like falling, hanged, demons, etc. Dreams are not real is what we say when we have nightmares but at times seeing all the good things in the dream you would wish it was real. Ron did not wish for anything such as this but he got the chance to immerse himself in his dreams and for years he's been accomplishing feats which were impossible in reality. He lived with riches and power. he had built up an empire which had dominated all the surrounding kingdoms and other empire. Everyday after coming from work he would sleep and dream which was the only thing which would place a silly smile on his face but he would later sigh as this was only a dream and he would have to wake up and go back to being a common corporate slave. . Ron was going to his company on foot. This was his everyday path . Waiting at the side walk looking at the phone reading some web novel. The light went Red and the cars stopped. Ron took the zebra crossing. Crossing the Road with seven other people who were not related to each other walking calmly. Ron carried on reading the web novel. There was suddenly a havoc, people who were around Ron starting running while Ron was busy with his phone but he found it weird then looked his side ways but there was a image of a truck front which reflected in Ron dilated pupils. *Bam A speeding truck dashed Ron throeing his body forward. 'Is this it!?' Ron did not die yet he still had his consciouns but heaven did not truly wanted him to live. The same truck ran on top of him crushing his head and his stomach spewing his guts to the floor and blood splashed onto the glass panes of the nearby stores of bakery shop and coffee shop. .... Ron: I am still Alive. Ron confused as to what emotion he should show. . . . .

He doesn’t remember who he is. Only that he spent the last three and a half years in slavery — branded, broken, forgotten. His name is gone. All that remains is a nickname: Cain. A month ago, he escaped — carrying with him a sword that should never belong to any man. Now he wanders a world ruled by the Gods of Order, where each city lives by divine law, and every step beyond their will is punishable by death. His katana drinks fear. Every life it touches leaves a scar — not on the body, but on the soul. He’s searching for his past, not knowing who he was — and dreading who he might become.