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Sans Has Gotten Himself Stuck In The Void Between Worlds In A Successful Attempt To Stop The Resets Of
Sans has gotten himself stuck in the void between worlds in a successful attempt to stop the resets of his timeline. He's not sure how long he's been chillin' alone there, but eventually a chance at escape stumbles his way in from the Veil of Death. His name?-Sirius Black.
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Momonga did not wait for Yggdrasil to close on his throne, deciding before shutting down the servers to test the world object he bought at an auction for a bargain price. How much of an impact would a solitary relocation have on a former office clerk, to an unknown, yet eerily familiar, world from old movies and photographs? Momonga does NOT know canon! Nol! Nazarick No!Slash
The last thing Danny was expecting was having some government agents showing up in town wanting him to help them save the world on a team of heroes. Should he accept? What would be so important that people would come to someone that the rest of the world saw as an evil being for help?
What happens when Danny starts to notice something is not right with Loki. Like his mind is clouded. What if Loki was not in control of his own actions? What if everything is not as it seems? In the invasion in the first Avengers movie, Nick Fury asks Danny to join the Avengers initiative and help stop Loki.
(This story will continue past the plot of the movie.) Danny Phantom Avengers crossover. Cross-posted on ao3 and FF.
It was the last hope. There weren't many of them left and Lee knew he was only chosen because his damaged chakra coils offered the best chance. So Lee accepted his new mission. One that was more important than anything else. He would change the past and make sure Konoha's destruction never came. There was only one problem though...
*On Hiatus*
for kakashitting, because f the transphobic anons and reblogs you suffer >8(
Roy thought he should snap out of it, help Ed, but he was distracted. Distracted by the thin, golden thread curling around his left wrist. He followed it with his eyes, followed as it softly flowed from him to Ed, curling around his right wrist.
A thread so thin, intangible. It was light itself, glowing in the moonlight as it connected him and Ed.
Connected their souls.