the moon reflects the sun's light but never shines on its own, like Marianne forever living in Bella's shadow. more on info page.

one runs with vampires, one with wolves. jacob black x oc x paul lahote

we all want to feel something in this crazy life.

You turn to speak but you're alone million miles from home, you're on your own. DWAYNE HOOVER / FEM OC [ LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE ]

𝙄'𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙛 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙄 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 twilight - oc

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

機会 | 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ━ ( yandere squid game x fem! reader ) ━ ━ ━ ━ ➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, an ex-military girl finds herself in such debt that she thinks she has to compete in deadly games for money, unknowingly compromising the entire system when those in charge start to obsess over her ━ ━ ━ ━ ➺ mature themes and language ➺ started: dec 26, 2022 ➺ ended: oct 31, 2023 ➺ status: completed ━ ━ ━ ━ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #1 - squidgame #1 - obsessive #1 - games #2 - psychological #2 - yanderexreader #4 - yandere #6 - fanfiction #9 - manipulation ━ ━ ━ ━ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 Squid Game

❝FIRE ON FIRE WOULD NORMALLY KILL US, BUT THIS MUCH DESIRE, TOGETHER WE'RE WINNERS❞ in which a girl from district 4 meets a boy from district 2 during the 74th annual hunger games. [the hunger games] [cato hadley x fem!oc] © 2024 sameezyy

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?