neil crosby x female original character billie prescot is faced with a grave realization: she wasted her high-school years. this summer might be her only chance to gain some life experience before going off to college to complete a sensible degree. armed with a list and a very unlikely ally in the face of neil crosby, a boy who volunteered his assistance in her 'journey of self-discovery' ( his words ) and billie cannot -- under any circumstances -- develop feelings for, she is determined to have the summer of her life. too bad the universe doesn't adhere to rules and plans, right? ( #1 in 'the runarounds' ) i do not own any of the dialogue or the characters taken from the series 'the runarounds' on prime. © haeraith

He was the monster they warned her about. And she loved him anyway. Daniella Lockwood was never supposed to fall for Klaus Mikaelson. But somehow, between stolen glances, late-night painting sessions, and the gentle way he said her name, she did. Completely. Recklessly. "I don't know," he said after a second. "Sometimes I feel like I'm in a version of my life I wasn't supposed to get. Like the universe made a mistake and let me have this." Daniella didn't say anything right away. She just leaned her head on his shoulder. "Well," she said softly, "if this is a mistake, let's both be wrong together." A story of love, grief, and the kind of forgiveness that doesn't come easy, because love is never logical. Oc x Klaus Mikaelson

"Noun. apricity (uncountable) (obsolete) The warmth of the Sun in winter." - Vivienne Astor was invisible. She had no friends, teachers barely knew she was in their class and she certainly hadn't dated anyone. Nobody knew her name, let alone that she existed. That was until she took a job at Hogsmeade and was noticed by the schools resident sunshine boy, James Potter. Then nobody could take her eyes off of her. - Female oc X James Potter - DISCLAIMER, I do not own any elements of the Wizarding World, all canon characters, plots, and ideas belong to J.K. Rowling and rightful owners. I do, however, own all original characters, plots, and dialogue! In this fic voldemort doesn't exist so neither do death eaters This fic will include topics such as: abuse, suicidal thoughts, depression, gore and possibly more. Chapters that I feel harshly go over these topics will have a trigger warning before reading. - Also I'm trying to make Dumbledore less of a dick (at least in the small scenes he's in) - #3 jamespotterxoc 06.01.23 #2 animagus 12.01.23 #1 jamespotterxoc 12.01.23 #3 marauders 17.01.23 #1 animagus 26.01.23 #2 harrypotter 31.01.23 #2 originalcharacter 06.02.23 #1 marauders 06.02.23 #2 hogwarts 15.02.23 #1 remuslupin 27.02.23 #1 hogsmeade 02.03.23 #1 padfoot 04.03.23 #1 marauders 05.03.23 #1 maraudersfanfiction 06.03.23 #1 marlenemckinnon 09.03.23 #2 apricity 10.03.23 #1 jamespotter 11.03.23 #1 originalcharacter 16.03.23 #1 1970s 17.03.23 #1 fame 15.04.23 #2 siriusblack 29.05.23 #1 apricity 29.05.23 #1 ocstory 08.06.23 #1 prongs 26.07.23

"Oh, Hello," she said in her dreamy voice. "I'm lost." "Hello, Lost. I'm Fred." No one knows why life happens the way it does. Why people do or feel the things they do. Though, Honey Lovegood thinks she has a pretty good idea. Her life hasn't been perfect, not at all, but everything had a cause and an effect. She knew why her mother died, it was because of her experiments. She knew why she couldn't lie, also because of her mother's experiments. She was missing a finger, because of her mother's experiments. One thing she knew for sure was that she was in love with Fred Weasley, and that was not because of her mother's experiments. Finished: September 9, 2019

"Oh look, it's the flatmates I didn't want and disagreed to, thank you, Mrs Hudson, how very courteous of you" Beatrice Astor was sarcastic, perpetually moody and hopelessly gorgeous- Sherlock couldn't help but be instantly attracted... But how does one go about loving a highly functioning sociopath? Warning: Mature Themes.

Gon wakes up in a world that definitely isn't his own. Until he can find a way to get back, he's stuck training to become a hero. Although he finds out that being a hero is much, much different from being a hunter. **** Read a few of these and thought it was fun so I wrote my own!

౨ৎ | rob rausch , love island season six ❝My heart is heavy now, it's like a hundred pounds It's falling faster than the way you love to shut me down I think I need a shower, my friends are taking shots You think it's happy hour, for me it's not❞ ALL SHE EVER WANTED WAS LOVE. Daisy Grace Rosewood was a lover girl by heart, she wanted the kind of love someone experiences in those picture-perfect movies, but it was so desperately hard to find. She had never even had a boyfriend before, perhaps it was the reason every guy she met wanted something different than what she wanted. Now here she was, flying out to Fiji in the hopes of finding her dream man. impressive ranking ( s ) - #1 sabrinacarpenter , july 1 #1 loveisland , july 12 #1 robrausch , feb 20 #1 messages , feb 23 #1 datingshow , may 6 #1 robertrausch , may 6 first wrote : june 3 , 2025

"What? No, of course not. You're joking right?" That's what Oliver Wood told Erin Evans when she had finally gathered the courage to ask him out on a date. He had stepped on her heart and didn't even seem to notice it. But this year Erin is going for team captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, so she'd for sure be on Oliver's radar. Erin wants to protect her heart from getting hurt all over again, but can she keep that up when Oliver can't seem to leave her alone? All characters except for Erin Evans are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. Includes LGBTQ+ themes/characters, but the main romance is a boyxgirl.

Everyone has a soulmate, but they're all tied to them differently. Some people have tattoos, others have counters or red strings. You? You can feel the pain your soulmate feels. Any bruises or cuts they receive appear on your body. Other people have this kind of tie to their soulmates too, it was just rare and it seems like you've got a bad one. Your soulmate is constantly getting injured and it's driving you insane..

(Andrew Garfield Spider-Man) Spider-man No Way Home. Follows the film. Book one. (Sequels out on my profile) - New York, 2012; I lay still on the gravel, debris sprawled out around me. Thick clouds of dust and smoke fill the air as I cough, a cold liquid dripping down my lips. "MJ! Hey... hey you're okay." Peter rushes out, dropping down next to me hurriedly taking off his mask. His brown hair a mess as he looks at me with concern. "I'm okay... don't... don't worry." he smiles at me, tears in his beautiful brown eyes. I felt his left hand firmly press down on my stomach making me let out a pained cry. "I'll get you help... stay with me. Please just stay awake Mary." He goes to lift my body, but I stop him, cupping his face. My body contorting in pain at his attempts. "Shh... It's okay, just be with me." I whisper my eyes drooping shut, suddenly exhausted, all the struggle, the pain. He lets out a cry holding onto my upper half. "I'll be okay... we'll be okay." I cough harshly a copper taste filling my mouth. "Don't leave me. God please I need you," I smile at him with the most love I could conjure, I pet his bloody cheek and lean up as far as I could manage kissing him. Why couldn't I do my job. I didn't and now I'm here with three holes in my stomach, staring at the man I love as I crush his soul. "I love you, my Peter Parker." I almost whimper out in a pained wheeze. "I love you..." he repeated it over and over pressing his forehead to mine, I squeeze his hand and hold his face. His nose pressing to mine lightly as his breath fanned my lips. "Find me, Pete... I'll be waiting for you." I whisper as he kisses my head, his tears cold as they slipped in with my own.