Bailey Crew has always been different... in more ways than one. Trained assassin, daughter of the queen of the Underground, mysterious lightning powers, and crazy 'monster' sightings. It's all the ramblings of a tired teen, but... is it? When a group of kids like her bumps into Bailey during a mission, she'll have to adjust quickly or risk losing her calm in the oncoming storm. [] "Yes, well, it's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Crew. I'm assuming you've gathered why we're here?" Annabeth's eyes dart to Bailey at the same time her mother's do, giving away too much yet nothing at all. "Call me Kateline. Katie for short," Her mother's hands shuffle around papers on her desk, "And I do quite believe I know why you're here." This time, her eyes flick from Bailey to Jason, fingers tapping a steady rhythm into the side of the dark oak chair he's sitting on. "Great, well, let's get this show on the road then." Percy said, breaking the silence that had settled in her mom's wake. And her mother began to speak. [] Clarisse La Rue x Fem!Oc Cabin one shenanigans Growing sibling bonds Trained assassins banding together

You thought you had enough to deal with as is. From family troubles to your own personal struggles. You thought there was no room in your life for anything else - let alone anyone else. So you were unprepared when you were roped into solving the mystery of the Witch's Ghost; led by an experienced group of mystery solvers. Which leads you to meeting the female Eco-goth rock group; the Hex Girls. Specifically, their lead singer slash guitarist, Thorn. For she does put a spell on you ... Bewitching your heart.

"You didn't have to do that" Anntonia coldly said, her eyes twitching in irritation as she glared daggers to the taller woman's back, "I could've handle it." But Michelle only glanced at her through her shoulder, not bothering to even turn around before twisting her mouth into a smirk. "Of course, princess." The most Well-known model and A cold-hearted Captain. what could go wrong? Read and Enjoy!

𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚: 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣. ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰ "𝘚𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵. " Vi never knew she could fall this hard for anyone in her life. But as she looked at the person she used to know, the person she used to love and trust. She realized some promises were made to be broken and others were meant to keep. ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰ Vi x OC reader. Lost of pining and tension. As the story progresses she'll have to make choice between the hot headed Pinkett or her unstable sister. Also on Ao3 by the same name ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰ #1vixreader🏆 #1 vixoc🏆 #1 jinx🏆 #1 2becontinued🏆 #3 arcane🥉 #1 Caitlyn🏆 #1 powder🏆 #1 violet 🏆 #1 fxf 🏆

Daemon Targaryen learned from his own experience that being nice to your bastard daughter might be surprisingly beneficial. Even more so when she was sent back in time by the Old Gods and now is very keen on saving your life, helping you marry the only woman you have ever loved, and then protecting your wife's right to the throne. All in all, Daemon Targaryen won a lottery he didn't even know he bought the ticket for. Main pairings: Daemon Targaryen/Rhaenyra Targaryen Otto Hightower/Original Female Character Helaena Targaryen/Original Female Character Posted originally on ao3 ("To Take What Is Rightfully Ours" by Teresa_of_FicWill).

⚠︎ UNDER CONSTRUCTION ⚠︎ "Please, (Y/N), I don't want to do this alone." Miguel pleads. "Miguel, it is not a story we should put ourselves into." You sighed, glancing at the screen with Gabriella. "But it's a story I want with you," He whispers. ≫⊳ ── • ~ ༺ 🕷 ༻ ~ • ── ⊲≪ Miles runs to Peter, embracing him in a hug. Peter grabs him by the shoulders and waves Miguel off casually, "Don't be afraid of my friend, Miguel, he just looks scary. He's got no bite." "Peter..." Miguel spits in annoyance, turning away with his hands on his hips. "And that's (Y/N), Miguel's wife. But don't mess with her, she HAS bite. A French bite!" Peter throws his head back in laughter, earning a look of unamusement from you. ≫⊳ ── • ~ ༺ 🕷 ༻ ~ • ── ⊲≪ "Oh, ma douce..." you murmured, your gaze softening. "Miguel is my husband. We have been through everything together. He is doing this because he believes it is best for everyone-including you." You looked away, your voice catching. "Gabriella was not my flesh and blood, yet I cared for her as though she was my own. When she died..." You closed your eyes, willing the painful memory away. "No one wants that. Nor do I want to lose everything we've built. But most importantly, I do not want you to lose more than just your father." Miles's frown deepened as he pulled his hand back. "Then you know why I can't lose him." You met his determined gaze, your frown mirroring his. "Touché..." you admitted softly. "But now you understand why I must stop you." Miles straightened, his resolve unwavering. "You're not going to stop me." "Reste fort," you softly smile. (Stay strong) ≫⊳ ── • ~ ༺ 🕷 ༻ ~ • ── ⊲≪ • status: UNDER CONSTRUCTION ⚠︎ • Reader is heavily inspired by Amélie LaCroix from Overwatch (although she can look however you want her to) • This story is based on the movie "Across The Spider Verse" (spoilers!!)

𝓓𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓵𝓵 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂? 𝓨𝓮𝓼, 𝓸𝓯𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮 𝓲 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰