For Iris, the apocalypse arrived in silence. Deaf since birth, she didn't hear the sirens or the screams of the dying in Atlanta. She only felt the bone-shaking rumble of tanks and the frantic pulse of the city's heart failing. Accompanied only by Dusty - a Blue Heeler trained to be her ears - Iris must navigate a landscape where sound is a death sentence and silence is the only sanctuary. When she stumbles upon a fractured group of survivors at a limestone quarry, she finds herself caught between two leaders: a sheriff clinging to the laws of a dead world, and a hunter who understands the music of the earth as well as she does. In a world that has forgotten how to speak, Iris must teach them a new language of survival. Because in the dead zone, it isn't the loudest who survive - it's the ones who know how to listen with their feet.

--- ♡ (n.) A homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. -- "𝗜 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂." "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲, 𝗗𝗶𝘅𝗼𝗻." -- In which even in this new, fucked up world where the dead walk and nobody is perfect, Daryl Dixon still finds it within him to fall in love, albeit slowly and with a lot of insecurities that carried through from his past life. The Walking Dead Fanfiction. DISCLAIMER: Daryl is younger in this fic, around his early thirties. started: 29/03/24 finished: -/-/- BEST RANKINGS- no.1 in #thewalkingdead (april 2024) no.1 in #michonne (june 2024) no.1 in #daryldixon (june 2024) no.1 in #dixon (june, july 2024) no.1 in #thewalkingdeadfanfiction (oct, nov 2024) no.1 in #daryl (march, 2026)

When bad turns to worse, all you can do is try to survive...and maybe find a new family along the way. One who accepts every part of you: the good, the bad, and the bloody. And, of course, maybe even fall in love. ↣ the walking dead × teen wolf × supernatural ↣ daryl dixon × oc ( slowburn ) ↣ cover by -moonsdxst

Seren doesn't belong in this world, although she didn't belong in her old one either. She knows how the story ends, the way the cards are stacked and the way the chips will fall, but she cannot resist trying. Seren is awkward, too formal, too aware in a painful way that she cannot help. Daryl Dixon is a surprise to her. She knows his character, his story, but not the man himself. He doesn't ask her to change. Doesn't question the way she speaks, the way she thinks- doesn't look at her like she's wrong. He just... understands. S1,S2- Done. S3 in progress

Xara's Guide To Befriending Superheroes (Not Clickbait):- Rule 1: Call him a serial killer. Rule 2: Blackmail him. Rule 3: Be in love with his alter ego. MCU!Peter Parker story. Book [1] of the Paracosm series (but can also be read as a stand-alone).

Tony Stark's daughter is lost in Gotham with no way of getting home and a certain Batfamily trying to adopt her. This was bad. Her thoughts were hard to make out with the pain in her head. The last thing she remembered clearly was the stage and then Harley and Peter trying to grab for her. Something had to happen in between then and now, that led her to being dropped on a rooftop. She padded her pockets down and cursed when she realized she didn't have her phone. Any chance of using the emergency credit card she kept slipped inside the case was lost with it. Only her Stark Watch remained, though severely cracked. When she touched its screen, nothing happened. She'd need to find another way to get in touch with her family. Fic updated more frequently on AO3 under If Souls Return (Then Tell Them I Say Hi) by InspirKEN Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/search?work_search%5Bquery%5D=inspirken

Percy Jackson finally gets a break. And where did she go? The most crime ridden city in the world, Gotham. Since Percy won two wars, she wanted to get away from her past. But since she needs a job, she took up a job, apparently babysitting a demon according to the people around her. She's babysitting Damian and Tim Wayne. Will she be able to keep her second life a secret? *currently in the process of editing it so it will be weird and change writing styles kinda and the first few chapters are rough but just bear with it* #1 in dc-10/20/22

Fem! Percy x Tim Drake Persephone Jackson or better known as Percy was done with the whole being a "savior of Olympus" so she decides to leave and go to the most crime ridden city in the area. Gotham. One day she just wants a coffee and just so happens to come across a pretty great guy. They hit it off and the rest is history. Find out what happens when a seaweed brain meets a bat.

Delilah Goldstein ran Henry Cavill's life. She was his Girl Friday, in charge of his schedule, the one that picked up his dry cleaning, the only one who remembered all of his likes and dislikes, the person he trusted most in the world and his Personal Assistant. And she was also his best friend. Perhaps not surprising if you worked together every day for over 6 years. Unflappable was the word people used to describe her, the dark-haired woman that was always in Henry's shadow, pulling the strings to make sure that everything went smoothly. The problem was just that in Delilah's own life things hadn't gone smoothly in far longer than she cared to admit. An elderly, ailing family member, A relationship on the rocks, in more than one way... And finally, it all comes to a fiery and painful end. Maybe that was for the best. A new day was dawning, after all.

Persephone 'Percy' Jackson has never been one to sit still, especially not at a desk, for hours a day, most days a year. After her thinning patience snaps, an inconvenient robbery and a well timed appearance from Bludhaven's hero, Nightwing, starts Percy on an exciting new journey. Now she's got a whole new set of problems, like managing her ruined sleep schedule and getting blood out of Kevlar. And who's that cop that keeps popping up everywhere? A Percy Jackson x Dick Grayson Story (also on ao3 and fanfic.net)