❛ what... what is that smell? ❜ ❛ vomit, pee, and tears. you'll get used to it. ❜ BELOW AVERAGE ✐ᝰ.ᐟ in which an overachieving private school teacher is suddenly transplanted to an underfunded public school in the heart of philadelphia, and she comes to realize that there's a lot more to teaching than she ever thought there was. ABBOTT ELEMENTARY ─── OC X OC © 2025 ──── NIGHTSKIN ALL LOWERCASE ─── INTENDED ( don't boo me )

Breccia Blue Baird was a kind and gentle girl who wore her heart on her sleeve. She loved nothing more than to be with her family and her best friend, Katniss, to sing and dance for everyone in 12 and to help her people. But even then, the world had a tendency of being especially cruel to her. Losing her older sister to the games, her best friend getting reaped, and a new but kind friend also getting reaped soon after. So what happens when she volunteers for her best friend's little sister for the 74th annual Hunger Games and is sent into the arena with a twelve-year-old boy she had grown to see as a little brother. Or In which Breccia Blue Baird, the songbird, is forced to become a fighter and the face of the revolution. male! oc X female! oc The Hunger Games: complete ✅ Catching Fire: in process ⚠️ Mockingjay: incomplete ❌

The tour is over. The stage is dark. But the echo of an unspoken goodbye still lingers. Harry Styles has filled the world's biggest arenas - but now, he's silent. Since that morning in the hotel room. Since the envelope. Since Zeya. Zeya? She's still out there. Somewhere. Behind locked doors, under watchful eyes. And no one knows if she wants to stay. Or has to. Or if she's even still the same girl. One letter. One sentence. A rift opening between two people who couldn't save each other. While the world keeps guessing where Harry Styles has gone - and who the girl was that suddenly vanished from the stage - darker truths begin to flicker between the lines of a shattered setlist. And what began backstage is now leaving scars in the spotlight. Who heals who? And what if it's already too late?

In the summer of 1949, beneath the heat of the Deep South and the weight of expectation, a preacher's daughter falls for the one man she's forbidden to want. Secret glances turn to midnight touches, and in a town where loving him could cost her everything, Josephine has to choose between what's safe and what sets her on fire.

It was only supposed to be one night. One stupid night. One broken heart. One dimpled boy. And half a bottle of tequila. One night was all it took to turn her whole world upside down. EXCERPT FROM ONE NIGHT: Harry laughed softly into her mouth, "That's a good sound." He pulled back just enough to look at her, brushing a piece of hair out of her face with a tenderness that made her chest ache. He looked at her like he saw her, really saw her. And she'd never known what that felt like until now. "Beautiful," he whispered. Mae blushed-actually blushed-and tried to cover her face with her hands. Harry grinned, catching her wrists and tugging them gently away. "Uh-uh. I wanna see." She was already a puddle. He kissed her again, pinning her hands above her head this time, and the shift in power made her pulse race. His mouth moved to her neck, soft and slow, making her shiver. "When do you leave?" he murmured, kisses trailing toward her collarbone. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "Train's at one. It's just after ten now." Harry smirked, lifting his head. "Plenty of time, then."

"Round two, baby!" The gang is back and better than ever. The story filled with heart, friendship, and sun continues because summer never ends around here... ..but even summers can feel cold. ⋆ ☀︎ ⋆ 'The story seems simple. Girl meets boy. Girl falls for boy. Boy falls harder. They spent an entire summer together and their lives are forever changed. And then they lived happily ever after. Love stories are always that simple, right? Except in this particular story, it wasn't that simple. I don't actually know many love stories that are.' ⋆ ☀︎ ⋆ THIS IS A CONTINUATION/SEQUEL OF 'THAT SUMMER FEELING' *COMPLETED DISCLAIMER: mature content, drug and alcohol use, strong language, and some violence. read at your discretion! This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner.

╰┈➤ *⋆❝ 𝐢'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞-𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 ❞⋆* ㅤ࣭ ㅤㅤׂ ㅤ ㅤˑㅤ ㅤ۟ ㅤ₊ 　 ☆　┈ twilight saga: pre-twilight & onward 　 ˑ 𓂂 PAUL LAHOTE x FEM!OC unedited #1 in #twilight [2024/04/07] #1 in #newmoon [2024/04/29] #1 in #paullahote [2024/05/06]

[COMPLETED! ✅] meraki ● [may-rah-kee] ● when you put "something of yourself" into what you're doing, whatever it may be. © cover made by enshrouded

©martomlin All rights reserved Dead Flowers January 2018 Completed (under lazy reconstruction) - - Jane Hughes is an eighteen-year-old girl that is about to dive head-first into the blood-thirty jaws of womanhood. Plagued with a mother that resents her youth, a disinterested father, and an impetuous ex-fiancee that's never been told no, she is on the cusp of change. She's certain her days will be spent with her unfathomably gorgeous best friend in the tiny music shop where they work. Then there's Harry. He's graceful, intense, handsome. He waltzes into her world carefully, one boot-clad foot in front of the other. They fall hard and fast for another, hardly having time to brace themselves for the initial impact. Harry nudges her toward a revolution outside of peace rallies and Vietnam protests, one that is gritty, insatiable, and tangible. Set against the backdrop of the violent, decadent early 1970's in North America, Jane navigates her path with uncertain boldness.

Harry was always a little bit different than the rest; a little bit better than the rest. Captivating. A debonair movie star hidden behind the safeguard of a leather jacket. The drippy yellow yolk of an egg protected by its stark white fortress. He was fully his, and maybe that's what made him so enthralling. So compulsive. Set in the 1950's, in which Harry, leader of the greaser gang, The Wasps, meets Delilah Butler, kindhearted nurse with a fondness for red lipstick.