a life-giver and a dead-riser what could go wrong? ▪▪▪ [ an Enoch × O.C, i do not own Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children ]

"You know Austin, right?" Maddy asked. "Like Austin show Austin?" You asked in return. Maddy nodded. "Yeah, that guy. I got a DM from him today about another Love or Host, he wants me to do." "Ah." You said. It wasn't uncommon for Maddy to make an appearance on that particular show - she had been friends with Austin for a good while, and was one of his go-to's when he needed someone to participate. "Who for?" "One of those Minecraft guys, I don't know." She shrugged. "Anyway, Austin said he was short on participants, and I told him that I had a hot roommate who might be down for it, so I wanted to ask if you would consider hopping on for this one." You pursed your lips. "When is it?" "Couple days. Friday night, I think around like 7?" You pushed off the bed, going over to the corkboard that housed your entire life - sticky notes pressed into the shape of a calendar, each labeled with a number and a list of things you had to do that day. You glanced at Friday's note - mostly empty, except for a few online classes in the morning. If you wanted, you could probably do it. You looked back at Maddy. "You can tell Austin I'll do it." She perked up. "Yeah? You will?" "Yeah." You said, pulling down the sticky note for that day and writing down 'Love or Host - 7' at the bottom of the list before sticking it back up, pinning it in place. It wasn't that big of a deal really. They just needed another person to participate - and going on the Austin Show was always good publicity. "Awesome." Maddy said. "Trust me, this is going to be so fun."

James Sirius Potter is used to being followed, admired without effort. Carina Narcissa Malfoy carries her name with composure and distance, never agreeing to Jame's theatrics. THE CHASE follows James Sirius Potter as he finds himself wanting the attention of Carina Narcissa Malfoy, who has never asked for his.

He had never known what to do with gentleness. It wasn't something his world made room for - not in his name, not in the mark burned into his arm, not in the war quietly pulling everything apart at the seams. Estella Wood didn't ask questions. Didn't flinch. Didn't make him feel like something to be fixed. He should have left her alone.

Orphic (adj.) mysterious and entrancing; beyond ordinary understanding She thinks she's returning to rebuild her life. He thinks his world is already settled. Neither of them realizes their lives are about to collide in a way neither could have ever imagined. "They're Dani and Sam, the love they have for each other is...orphic."

in which Daisy Whitlock was never meant to be noticed. just another Hufflepuff face in a sea of gold- quiet, forgettable, easy to overlook. until Mattheo Riddle starts watching her. not obviously. not in a way anyone else would catch. just in the way his eyes always seem to find her. in the way his voice changes when he says her name. in the way he stays-just a second too long. it doesn't mean anything. it can't. because Mattheo Riddle doesn't believe in softness. doesn't believe in kindness. and definitely doesn't linger. but somewhere between detentions, late mornings, and conversations that shouldn't matter- he does. #1 in #almost 3.27.26 #1 in #trains 5.6.26 #1 in #wizardingworld 5.13.26

❛ OH, YOUR LOVE IS SUNLIGHT ❜ ❝wow, matt, your frank is pretty skilled. he talks and he can smile. I didn't know they could do that.❞ [ UNEDITED || FRANK CASTLE X READER FANFICTION || NO USE OF Y/N || NO BETA READERS, WE DIE LIKE RAY NADEEM || © mags-writes ]

"For what it's worth, I am glad you were the one to find me". "I think I was looking for you before I knew what to look for". I do not give consent for this work to be used in AI training. Ahkmanrah x Male oc. Night at the museum.

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

𝘼 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝘼𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙚𝙖. 𝗚𝗶𝗹𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝗕𝗹𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘅 𝗢𝗖 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭!