The war is over, stopped when a sacrifice was made. Percy ended the war with his life but what if he wasn't just a demigod, rather much more. Percy is the unknown and now he watches over his family and friends. But he pays special attention to the only one to capture his heart, the goddess of the moon.

It was just an ordinary day for Jason Grace in Camp Half-Blood, wehn suddenly Thalia and Rachel bring books that tell Percy Jackson's Story. Since nobody mentions what Percy Really did, jason is ready to find out why the Greek demigods look up to Percy Jackson so much. *This is my first ever fanfic,it will include gods, and demigods too. Please R&R!Enjoy :)

I know... There's tons of these... But I had a great idea! Join the Olympians and demigods as they journey through the life of the Hero of Olympus! Rated T cause I'm paranoid. Percabeth. I won't show any other parings because I won't change the story.

Percy has had enough. He was tired and restless from running from the gorgons. He just wants to sit down and give up. But everytime he does, that face pops up in his mind. Annabeth's face. And he stands back up. For her. Set during TSoN! One-shot!

Piper asked Annabeth about the rings around her camp necklace. But she did not expect that Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena and Official Architect of Olympus was ENGAGED. And to none other than the Savior of Olympus himself. Two-shot!

Wars over and Percy's life is great. That all changes when Jacob comes and is set on ruining Percy's life. Soon, he wins, making Percy leave. Percy's soon found by Chaos and joins him as his commander. PERCABETH! full sum. inside!

AU, A one-sided love has always been the hardest thing to deal with. Tsuna only wished that maybe one day, Fong can look at him more than just a friend. Fong27

"You make it so hard for me to control myself..." And then he touched that beautiful boy's unblemished skin, reveling in its warmth, before taking those gorgeous pink lips for himself.

It starts with Crepes then ends with a trip to the pet store...F27/AU/OneShot

It took him years; decades to master the art of discipline over the storm that raged within his soul. So he couldn't understand how this boy managed to break apart his entire foundation with only wide, tortured sepia eyes and a soul like the sky. Fon27

A blank piece of canvas needs a painter's touch to brighten it up with splashes of color. For the painter, meeting a certain anthropophobic rabbit just might be the key to brightening up his monotonous days of art. Fon27

AU. Because piano was the thing that brought us together... Fon27