now you're in my life, i can't get you off my mind. © -rosepetal ❄️ steve rogers x fem!oc 🇺🇸 the first avenger - the winter soldier completed: 01/03/2017 finished editing: 07/05/2025 cover by @bayports

Aurora Garcia had spent three years working the frontlines of the Great War as a battlefield nurse, healing the injured. When the war came to an end, she found herself back in Birmingham continuing her work as a nurse. In such an occupation, she hadn't expected to capture the eye of the leader of the Peaky Blinders, and expected even least for him to offer her a job. #1 Peaky Blinders - 7th August 2026 #1 Tommy Shelby - 7th August 2026

❝The way you're looking at me right now makes me wonder where you want me.❞ stolen glances, hushed whispers, teasing breaths, lingering touches. 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. ─ tim bradford x fem!oc ─ the rookie; s1 ~ s6 | BOOK 1 OF TBOM ─ SLOW-burn, angst, some spice ─ also on AO3 under same username ⊱ ──────── ➤ ──────── ⊰

Camryn Nelson is one of LAPD's best training officers. With a reputation for producing outstanding cops and a past she can't quite outrun, she's determined to make her newest rookie her best yet. Between long shifts, impossible calls, and a certain stubborn training officer who's been by her side for years, Camryn learns that sometimes holding the line means letting someone stand beside you.

Reese Anderson spent two and a half years being someone else, surviving a life that cost her everything ━ including the chance to say goodbye to her mother, Captain Zoe Anderson. When she finally returns home to Los Angeles, ghosts are louder than the city, and the people she left behind don't know how to fit her back into their lives. Caught between loyalty and love, secrets and scars, Reese finds herself drawn to the one person she was never supposed to want ━ her brother's best friend, Tim Bradford; a man who has always seen straight through the walls she built her whole life. [ season four ━ eight ] [ started may 20, 2025 ] [ finished: on-going ]

♡ Jude & Vienna's love story continues.

1950s Harlem... rooted in struggle, rich in pride. I knew it all too well, smoke curling through jazz-filled nights and danger walking wearing a tie. There was only one word to describe the De Luca mob family, and that was cutthroat. Their presence whispered in streets they hadn't even walked, and their influence evaded the law. And even my family's diner wasn't safe from their corruption... until my family used a pawn never used before... a girl. Me.

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚ 𐙚⋆ Savannah is a 20-year-old global superstar. She's an actress, singer, and fashion icon. Every brand wants her. Every magazine wants her. Every celebrity wants to date her. And then there's Jude. Who has had the same crush on her since he was sixteen. The problem? Everyone knows. His teammates know. His family knows. Even his manager knows. Because Jude is absolutely terrible at hiding it. !AUTHORS NOTE! FIRST FEW CHAPTERS OF THE SEQUAL WILL BE OUT TODAY! PLEASE DONT BE SILENT READERS - I love comments and feedback. Also, feel free to share ideas!

The air smelled of ash and rotting roots. The stars, hidden beneath a mantle of heavy, motionless clouds, seemed to watch with a silent judgment what was about to take place. That night was not just another night. It was not an act of war, nor even one of conquest. No. It was something older. More fundamental. It was a creation. And only a being like Lord Voldemort could dare attempt such a thing. Far from the eyes of the Ministry, beyond the knowledge even of his most loyal Death Eaters, he stood in the dark heart of the Albanian forest. There, the ground had been desecrated, sacrificed, and remade in the image of his will. A black stone altar carved with ancient runes, and five obsidian pillars surrounded the center of a circle of power. The earth itself seemed to tremble in anticipation. -Tonight-he whispered, his voice like an icy blade-the world will change. Not for love. Not for a desire of redemption or fatherhood. But for legacy. For eternity. Voldemort was not creating a daughter. He was creating a weapon. A perfect heiress. His heiress. Nagini, his serpent companion, hissed softly as she slithered around the altar, uneasy with the dense magic gathering in the air. Voldemort set five vials upon the stone. Each contained a unique, unrepeatable essence, stolen from the time and soul of the most powerful beings who had ever existed. The blood of Tom Riddle, the essence of Salazar Slytherin, a stolen lock of Gellert Grindelwald's hair, an enchanted shard from Morgana le Fay's ring, and the cursed rune of Herpo the Foul. Five pieces. Five legacies. Five curses... and blessings. One by one, he poured them upon the altar, speaking incantations long forgotten, as ancient as magic itself. The air tore. The earth groaned. The sky grew pale. And upon that cursed stone, a body began to take shape. Not a human baby, not an ordinary creature, but something new. A girl forged with darkness, wisdom, ambition

He didn't know it yet, but standing near the entrance of the Slytherin dungeons, a girl with striking hazel eyes was about to challenge every line he intended to draw. OC = READER (but you can decide if yea or no) I do not own any gif/photos in the story. Only the cover! In this story I own OC and not the other characters as most of them belong to the J.K.Rowling or are made up by the fandom.