mizzmartian

Jayden x reader You were the newest to join the Power Rangers Samurai team. Every Samurai ranger had an element and yours was time. You had an ability to freeze time, but it took a lot of your energy, so it does have it some limitations. Even though you were the newest Ranger does not make you less of an equal. The fact that you came in later than the rest made you train even harder, so you could earn their respect. You had saved Emily from getting hurt when she wasn't in her Ranger form. Kevin was about to lose his Ranger ability before you stepped in front of the blast that was meant for him, which saved him but had weaken you to a point

Prologue. The year was 1815, a girl with(e/c) eyes and  (h/c) hair that was put up and under the white cap she had one. She brushed off her light blue gown that had a ribbon tied around it like a belt.  She was heading to town from one of the few farms around  to get some medicine for her sick brother, the past few days he had been coughing and her family had figured it would be gone in a few days but it had gotten worse. He woke up with a dramatically high fever so as her mother tended to him and her father was working in the fields, she was sent to get some medicine and maybe the local doctor if he wasn’t too busy.  As she got into t

The brown-haired boy fidgeted in his seat under the heavy gaze of Mr. Wayne. The man was all smiles and laughs on the news and newspapers but suddenly reality hit the poor teen as he realized that it was all a facade. The true man behind the media's picture was scary and intimidating. He had no doubt that Mr. Wayne would make his life absolutely miserable if anything went wrong - and just the mere thought struck him with terror. "So, Atticus was it?" Mr. Wayne asked politely but behind that small smile was something even more terrible. Atticus could feel it. "Uh... yeah... my parents were book geeks so..." "Uh-huh." Mr. Wayne's fake beamin

The only thing stopping me from hitting the ground is the hand of the green-haired slimy freak staring at me. His eyes crinkle in his own sort of psychotic humor and a low chuckle escapes the back of his throat. I'd rather him stop laughing at me and just let me go. That way I wouldn't have some greasy-oily hand attached to my wrist. "Tell me. This was something I always wanted to ask Catwoman." His hand tightens. My whole body is dangling in the air. There aren't any onlookers this far in the night but I knew they'd see my death the minute the car alarms go off. No doubt I'd hit a car on my way down, land on its roof, and die on impact. "

Hello readers! Before we begin, I’d just like to say that I do not own any of these characters or you. Hope you enjoy! I chose the colors of your dress, the color of your glasses and how you styled your hair. If you would like to change it, you may do so as this is your story. Die Young ( Harry Potter x reader) Tonight was the Yule Ball and Harry had finally been able to find a date. His best friend, (Y/N) was lovely enough to go with him, as friends of course, they both had stated. The thing was, Harry had loved you since first year and it had never lessened. Harry proclaimed love at first sight to Ron and Hermione last year. It had

WARNING: TRIGGERS such as self-harm, thoughts about suicide and bullying. Happy Tears When Hogwarts was rebuilt and everything went somewhat back to normal, Draco wasn't sure if he should go back to his old school. After everything he was forced to do, he wasn't sure if he could face any of his classmates ever again. In the end, he decided that if he wanted to work in the Ministry of Magic, he would have to finish his seventh year at Hogwarts. ••• As he sat down in one of the cabins in the train to his old school, he quickly noticed that nobody else wanted to sit with him. Every student, no matter if they were his former

A knock on your trailer door made your head shoot up. "(Y/n)?" Tom Holland asked, poking his head in. "Whaddya want, Tom?" you asked, looking back down at your laptop. "We were sent on a mission to find you," Sebastian Stan informed as he, Tom, and Anthony Mackie filed in. "Skipping out on work again?" Anthony joked, smirking. You four were on the set of Avengers Infinity Way and this was the fourth week of filming. Even though you were the youngest on the set, only being 17, you fit right in with all the adults. "Whatcha up to?" Tom asked in his adorable British accent as he sat next to you. "School," you grumbled. "That bad huh?" Sebas

Entering the recording booth, you slipped your headphones and mike on and scanned the script in front of you for the hundredth time, finding your lines. On the screen above your head, a 3D picture of the animated character you were voicing spun slowly. You were voicing a red fox, Maddy, for the Disney Pixar film Going Wild, and you had to say the animation was incredible. Maddy had sleek copper fur with a white muzzle, a slender frame, and lifelike, massive green eyes. You raised your own eyes and met the eyes of a tall blonde in the booth opposite you - Scarlett Johansson, who was doing the voice for a wildcat called Blake. She winked at yo

A/N: This is my first Avengers Cast story. Could you guys tell me is I get the cast's personality right please? Thanks! I'm open to suggestions! You screamed as the Chitauri bot came closer. "(Superhero name)!" Steve shouted. "Cut! Great job everyone! That's a wrap. See you all Monday!" Joss Whedon called. Yep, the Joss Whedon. You were currently on the set of Avengers The Infinity War Part 1. Even though you were only sixteen, your agent had heard about an opening on the Avengers set you out of pure luck, they picked you. You were a huge Marvel fan. Jeremy Renner extended a hand that you took. He pulled you up and patted you on the back.

        {~~~Throw back Thursday....Well Throw Back Everyday...~~~}        {Prologue}        You heard a blaring noise that you related to something that brought large amounts of nostalgia…..God why the hell was this thing allowed to live?        Slowly you broke from the warm casing the bed brought-        Wait….        Motel beds always sucked…..        And they sure as hell weren’t soft and filled with feathers….        You’re eyes shot open as you popped up from your bed looking around frantically.        This was definitely not the motel…..        The walls were painted with a br