❝ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. ❞ (𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫) (𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲) 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝟎𝟒.𝟎𝟏.𝟐𝟐 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 𝟎𝟐.𝟎𝟕.𝟐𝟑

𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐔𝐑 [ˌräkänˈtər] (𝑛.) 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟 ❝𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧❞ - ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀ ꜰᴏʀᴄɪʙʟʏ ꜱᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɴᴏ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ [⚠WARNING⚠ VIOLENCE, MENTAL TRIGGERS AND MENTION OF SEXUAL THEMES] Copyright© HONEY_MEL I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, PERCY JACKSON, AND RECORD OF RAGNAROK I ONLY OWN MY OC AND SOME PARTS

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓 [ˈkizmit] (𝑛.) 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦; 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒 ❝𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 -- 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐭.❞ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴄᴇᴀɴ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀᴍᴇᴅ [⚠WARNING⚠ VIOLENCE, MENTAL TRIGGERS AND MENTION OF MATURE THEMES] Copyright©HONEY_MEL I DO NOT OWN THE PERCY JACKSON OR THE HARRY POTTER SERIES I ONLY OWN MY OC AND SOME PARTS OF THE PLOT

...𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞r 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐧... "Haven't you taken enough from me today? What else do you want from me?" "Your love." "You already have it, you selfish god." ~~~ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 in a desperate move to protect his only mortal child and daughter, Posiedon strikes a deal. 𝐏𝐉𝐎𝐀𝐔 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊!𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐗 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄--𝐁𝐎𝐎

"I would advise for you to dispose of any feelings your harbor for the foul-smelling teenage boy, dear child." "nah, i like my boyfriend. he buys me pop tarts without having to ask and likes the same baseball team i do. that's love in my book." {in which the human Cullen is the imprint of Embry Call, and she has a strange affinity for pop tarts} or {in which Juliette Cullen finds herself to be one of the most fascinating humans in the known world} { OC x EMBRY CALL } { FRIENDS TO LOVERS } { NEW MOON-POST BREAKING-DAWN PT.2 }

𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍, Selene didn't want to be a Goddess... She was a normal fifteen-year-old-class president, a dedicated ballerina at Manhattan's MS-54, and Percy Jackson's math tutor. One fateful night shattered her reality when the ancient Greek myths she thought were mere tales came alive, revealing a startling truth-Selene was a part of it. {𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 - 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒍𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒂𝒏} {𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧/𝐨𝐜}

"𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲? 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲." "𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞? 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝." ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ in which indiana winger just wants to make music and kiss pretty boys - unfortunately, those boys tend to be serial killers. [ scream 1 - 3 : completed ] [ billy loomis, mickey altieri, mark kincaid ( and a fraction of a crumb of stu if you squint ) ] [ dewey riley x ofc and sidney prescott x randy meeks ]

"Dahlia Blossom. Don't let the name fool you. She's better known as the Black Dahlia. And she didn't earn that nickname by smiling and looking pretty." "She sure knows how to perform for the camera." "Because she knows how to play the game. She always has. Right from the very beginning. And for that reason alone, she may just be one of the deadliest Victors you come across. You need her on your side, Katniss... Or neither of you will be going home." *.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.* 𝐎𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟔𝟔𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐃𝐚𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐚𝐲. finnick odair x fem!OC pre-hunger games ⇢ mockingjay @madebyrach , 2023

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023