"THE 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 OF US LOOKS A LOT LIKE A 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘 NOW" Steve Harrington wasn't a good person. He never had been, and he had never cared enough to try. For years he had been labeled the jock, the asshole, the boy who got everything handed to him. And eventually, he stopped fighting it and grew comfortable in the popularity that came with being exactly what everyone expected. But for Ruby Kline, he had considered trying to change. Because from the moment Steve's eyes landed on Ruby, he knew he needed her. [STEVE HARRINGTON X OC, PREQUEL TO SECRET OF US]

"WONDER IF YOU 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐓 THE 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 OF US?" As far as Ruby Kline is concerned, Steve Harrington doesn't exist, and according to him she's just a ditzy blonde who can't hold her tongue. But as they get caught up in fighting inter-dimensional monsters, their hatred for each other doesn't stand a chance-and neither do the secrets they're keeping. Because feelings are messy, but secrets are messier. [ STEVE HARRINGTON X OC, SEASONS 1-5 ]

∾✧。I'LL FIND YOU ۵∾ ❛YOU DON'T EVER HAVE TO WORRY IN NO HURRY, DON'T LOOK BACK IN A DARK CROWDED ROOM THROUGH A MILLION FACES HEY I'LL FIND YOU HEY I'LL FIND YOU.❜ 〘BRAYDEN ELLIOT SEASON 1 X FEM OC〙 〘STARTED: MARCH 2026〙 〘COMPLETED: ???〙

in which the rebel girl from the perfect town meets a zombie boy and they find comfort in each other because they're both different. {ned necrodopolis x fem oc}

―❝ God sent you to me. We can reach infinity. Its cosmic. Astral-magic, intergalactic, love.❞ OR ―❝ Sydney Wilcox, eager to live up to her legendary pilot mother, navigates high expectations with the help of her playful and flirty best friend, Lance McClain. When a mysterious spaceship crashes near Galaxy Garrison, they're pulled into an intergalactic war-leading Sydney and Lance to become a Paladin of Voltron and together with each other discover intergalactic love.❞ lance mcclain x fem!oc matt holt x fem!oc season 1 - ?

Ellie, 16 ans, vit dans un foyer d'accueil. Rebelle, insolente, toujours prête à défier l'autorité, elle attire les problèmes comme un aimant. Entre les cours qu'elle sèche, les bagarres, les insultes et les crises de colère, tout le monde la catalogue comme "la gamine à problème". Mais personne ne sait ce qu'elle cache vraiment : les cicatrices, les secrets, les nuits blanches à écrire dans son carnet, et ce prénom qui la hante encore... Justin. Son quotidien déjà chaotique bascule encore plus quand une équipe du SWAT débarque dans sa vie. Entre affrontements, interrogatoires, disputes et regards insistants, Ellie ne comprend pas pourquoi ils s'intéressent autant à elle. Elle, qui n'a confiance en personne, va devoir choisir : continuer à se cacher derrière sa carapace... ou se laisser approcher au risque de s'effondrer.

Elliot Hopper ne connaît rien d'Hawkins - seulement un nom sur une carte et la voix d'un père qu'elle n'a presque jamais vu. Derrière les rues tranquilles, elle sens une inquiétante vibration - quelque chose dans les regards, dans les silences, dans les ombres qui semblaient s'attarder un peu trop longtemps, les champs semblent garder des traces de ce qui ne devrait pas exister. Elliot n'était qu'une étrangère dans cette ville abîmée. Pourtant, Hawkins avait une façon étrange de refermer ses griffes sur ceux qui y entraient. Et désormais, elle aussi marchait au bord d'un monde qui ne voulait pas rester fermé. Steve x OC L'univers de Stranger Things appartient entièrement aux frères Duffer (et à Netflix, évidemment 🧇⚡). Moi, je ne fais que jouer dedans avec mes propres idées ! Cette fanfiction prends forme dés la saison 2, alors... ⚠️ Attention ! Si tu n'as pas vu la série, tu risques de te faire spoiler plus vite que Will ne disparaît dans l'Upside Down !

Doomsday is close at hand I'll book the marching band To play as you speak I'll feel like throwin' up You'll sit and stare Like a goddamn machine I'd like to plan out my part in this But you're such a narcissist You'll probably do it next week I don't get a choice in the matter Why would I? It's only the death of me Only the death of me

"Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me, so I say Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children? Tell me, so I say Forest walls and starry ceilings Barren curtains that you're weaving Like the stories that you keep inside your head She can't keep them all safe They will die and be afraid Mother, tell me, so I say (mother, tell me, so I say)"