"I was enchanted to meet you." She finds him insufferable, he enjoys winding her up. She's quick-tempered, he's calm. She's impulsive, he's cautious. He smiles, she glares back. She was freefall, he caught her before she hit the ground. Opposites attract, they also drive each other insane. "You'd be surprised with how much we have in common, though we are completely different." Started: November 19, 2023 Finished: March 28, 2024 Wordcount: 54,633 (gilbert blythe x femoc) (s1-3) (All credits go to the people who made Anne With An E happen, I only own my OC and her storyline.) -- #1 in #gilbertblythe : 2/05/2025 #1 in #awae : 26/03/2024 #1 in #lucasjadezumann : 5/06/2024 #1 in #annewithanefanfiction : 27/11/2023 #1 in #anneshirlycuthbert : 27/11/2023 #1 in #annewithanefanfic : 30/11/2023 #1 in #anneshirly : 01/01/2024 #1 in #amybethmcnulty : 10/02/2024 #1 in #gilbertblythexoc : 02/03/2024 #1 in #gilbert : 11/07/2024 #1 in #rivalstolovers : 15/01/2025

"I will never ever let anything happen to you, you hear me? I would never let anyone or anything hurt you, and if anyone does hurt you, they'll never live to see another day." She was completely melting under his fingertips, every molecule in her body giving into his cold, but gentle touch. "You're mine and I'll kill everyone in the whole fucking world in an instant if it meant you'll be safe, got it?" "Got it," she nodded, sniffling. "Good." ~ In a million years, one would never see them look at each other the way they do now. Care for each other the way they do now Protect each other the way they do now. Love each other the way they do now. They were a beautiful mistake.

Enoch has always been like this. Grumpy, sarcastic and reluctant to talk to the other peculiars in Miss Peregrine's loop. But when a new girl with a rather strange peculiarity shows up, will he manage to keep up this stony façade?

Finn Lynch lives a quiet, tranquil life in a rural village in the mountains. Her life may lack spontaneity and excitement, but at least it's peaceful. And if it's a little lonely too, then she can't complain too much - she's still happy, after all. When her uncle asks her to house a defector from the magical war he's involved in, Finn agrees reluctantly despite her concerns that the presence of Regulus Black in her home will disrupt the careful peace she's been cultivating for years. Nothing could prepare her for what an insufferable prick he is. [marauders era] [regulus black x muggle oc] [enemies to lovers] ** updates on wednesdays **

The year after her brother James graduates, Teddy Potter returns to Hogwarts for her final year. With the Marauders gone, it should be a quiet, peaceful year despite the mounting tensions in the world outside of school. The problem, naturally, lies with Regulus Black, the broody boy who just might be the most effortlessly aggravating person she's ever met in her whole life. And for someone who was raised with James Potter, that's saying a LOT. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "You know, it must be exhausting to be such a fucking prick all the time." "I have fantastic stamina." "Oh, fuck you-" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── [marauders era] [regulus black x oc] [enemies to enemies with benefits to lovers?] rated mature for sexual content

*will contain mature content such as sex, triggering themes, alcohol abuse and violence* Having to share a dorm with James Potter, what could possibly go wrong? jamespotter x oc wolfstar started: january 2021 finished: *rights to jkr for harry potter universe n characters etc* cover : @rottingflowrs

"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.