Struggles of her fathers work leading up to the first wizarding war, an over-bearing sister who wants to please him and a tall pale boy with deep grey eyes who just wants to make the world a little better. This is the story of Nadia Riddle and Regulus Black.

(REVISING & REPUBLISHING) 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . . Aviva Danes was everybody's dream girl, except his. James Potter was her best friend, nothing less and nothing more. He was pining after Lily Evans, not her. It was never her.

You've noticed that the odds seem to never be in your favor. When you are reaped in the 74th Annual Hunger Games, two years after your brother, will you bring honor to District 12, or cause a ruckus in the Capitol? New chapters posted every Friday at 12:00 AM EST.

"Stay Alive, My Love." ~sotr - mockingjay ~ #1 in Haymitch Abernathy ~ 07/22/2025 # 1 in Covey ~ 11/12/2025 # 1 in HaymitchXOC ~ 12/21/2025

"Someone's mother, someone's daughter. Holds your hands through plastic now, Doc I think she's crashing out. And some things you just can't speak about..." "Aviana Campbell, you've noticed her edge, I presume?" he waits for her to nod before continuing, "Capitol manufactured venom runs through her blood vessels from where a snake mutation bit her during her games." They watch as she throws cleaver after cleaver, each one with meticulous precision and brutal force. The projections pixelate almost rhythmically, one after another as she hits their abdomens and crania in turn. "Didn't she receive an antidote from a sponsor?" Katniss asks in confusion, she had watched snippets of the young girls games. Beetee hums, "Yes, the antidote prevented her from dying...the Capitol didn't bother to take away the side effects however. Hallucinations, voices in her head, anger. They've manipulated her perspective of reality to make her more entertaining...that girl has been groomed into the perfect Capitol weapon from the inside outwards." Pre Hunger Games - Mockingjay

Gracie Nolan is a physio at Chelsea Women - sharp, clumsy, and never one to back down from a challenge. When she's put in charge of Guro Reiten's ACL rehab, it's all professional... until it's not. As feelings grow and sneaky kisses turn into something more, Gracie risks not just her heart - but her career. Can they keep it a secret long enough to survive rehab, the locker room gossip, and one very observant coaching staff?

Falling in love is a gamble, you never know if its going to turn out the way you want it to, you bet your time, effort and vulnerability on a person you hope feels deeply as you do too. She was a gamble Alexia was willing to take even if it meant she would strain a relationship with her bestfriend Mapi Leon.

Leah Williamson oneshots of her as either a partner or a mother figure to YN. Please send in requests :) You can put them in the comments or there's a link in my bio and at both of the section markers! Updates every day or every other day at least! (so long as i get some more ideas plsss)

Delilah Brooks is Australia's most feared netball defender - fast, unshakable, and barely 5'0" of pure athletic focus. She's kind, grounded, adored by fans, and totally uninterested in celebrity hype. Her life revolves around three things: her mum, her team, and the few seconds of silence she finds between the whistle. So when international pop star Billie Eilish is dragged to a NSW Swifts game by her friends on a night off in Sydney, Delilah barely registers her in the crowd. But Billie registers her. And she can't look away. As one world tour collides with another championship season, Billie and Delilah's paths tangle across cities, stadiums, late-night texts, shared silences, and slow glances from opposite ends of the world. This isn't a story about fame. It's a story about what happens when the loudest girl in the world meets the one who only lets herself feel between the whistle.

We were twelve and thirteen when we met. She was the prodigy. I was the girl in the seats. We became inseparable. Billie Eilish taught me how to trust green rooms, group chats, and secrets whispered during warmups. I learned her laugh, her moods, the way she'd call me Mel like it meant something. I didn't realize I was in love with her until years later-after the pet names, the late-night calls, the almosts we never talked about. When we finally blurred the line-just us, no labels-it felt inevitable. Then she cut me off for a boy with a smirk and a spotlight. He found out about us. He made sure I knew I'd never be enough. I showed her what he sent. She chose him anyway. We haven't spoken since. Now I'm twenty-one, vegan, five feet of fury, chaos, and accidental fame. My sister Mya, my best friend Grace, and I are building something real. I swore I was done waiting for Billie to choose me. But the universe? Messy. Her music keeps finding its way into my life-and my work. People keep asking about us. And every time I see her name, I remember the way she used to look at me like I was hers. She says we're nothing. I remember everything. We're not friends. We're not over. And if she wants to pretend it didn't happen-fine. Let her watch while the whole world falls for the girl she walked away from.