Amid the war, Elizabeth Potter is starting her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where she is a Gryffindor Prefect. When school rules change, and require that Prefects must be grouped with those from other houses, Elizabeth is paired with none other than Regulus Black. She quickly grows to loathe him, and is positive that nothing could change her feelings... No matter how intriguing she may find him. - Elizabeth Potter hated Regulus Black. She hated his snide comments, and his perfect posture. She hated his compulsive silence, and his strategically messy hair. She hated his dark, cold gaze, and his towering height. She couldn't stop thinking about him. -

The noble house of Burke was regarded perfect and admirable, standing as one the most blank-slated Sacred 28 families in history. Agatha Drusilla Burke embodied the virtues of her surname: perfection and admiration. Holding a impressive record of straight O's, respectable friends and impeccable manners, she maintained her position without entangling it in gossip or rumors. Even in selecting acquaintances, Agatha, by request, needed her parents' approval. However, the one person Mr. and Mrs. Burke desired Agatha to befriend was Regulus Black. Yet, this was the sole wish Agatha determinedly refused to fulfill, she would never be friends with Regulus Black. Fast pace, slow burn. Marauders era 6-7th year Regulus Black x O/C TW: rough language, smut, substance abuse, mental health problems

Welcome to the Dreaming City! A place where technology, medicine, and sciences have advanced beyond what past civilizations could begin to fathom in their "old" literature. Neon screens, digital placements, and robotics are an everyday luxury you can enjoy here in the Dreaming City. We'll be sure to give you the safest a nd most enj[IAn]oyable VAC;::;;; aTion HER110 E in the Dream ;;@(Ing C it2211**&@;y \\\\\\\\\///]{¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ Do not look behind you, Orpheus. Or I will find you when you run. ╰ ─┉─¡! • !¡─┉─ ╯ Desertpunk/Cyperpunk Stray Kids AU feat. -jeongchan -seunglix -minsung -some hyunin here and there too

- 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑 | ❝ 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 ❞ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋'𝐒 hands never stop shaking; the result of a 'horrible, tragic accident', at least, that's how her so-called parents choose to remember it. in a final attempt to escape their grasp, theona and her brother, sebastian, flee to london and she enrolls in hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. there, she meets a group of self-proclaimed miscreants and, for the first time in her life, hears the name regulus black. a name she'd hear many more times in the coming years-mostly off her own tongue. cover by me (regulus black x fem oc) marauders era au disclaimer ! i do not own any canon harry potter characters or plot points, i only own theona bell, my other ocs, and my plots. #1 in rab: july 8th, 2024 #3 in harrypotter: april 10th, 2025 #20 in wolfstar: sept. 22nd, 2025

❛ . . . Seungmin sighs. He hasn't risen from his place. He stares out at the rapid and shakes his head. "Honestly, staying here is probably better than going anywhere else," he says inwardly. "Not like we even know where we're going anyway, do we?" . . . ❜ OR: Eight best friends become trapped in the basement and come out a month later to a world that is not at all how they remember it.

- "think i like you best when you're dressed in black from head to toe. think i like you best when you're just with me and no one else." - cigarettes after sex, k. pureblood slytherin, florence mortimer, started her sixth year at hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. she thought she knew everyone in her year, and she dreaded the next two to come, only to realise there was one more person she had never really noticed. theodore nott rhymed with florence mortimer. his dark past and future awaiting was yet but soon to impact on his private life, wether he wanted it to or not. this left him battling with his love and prophecy. - theodore nott x fem oc sixth year - hbp warnings: smoking, alcohol, hella smut, violence, mental health issues, death (canon) started: may 2022 - finished: august 21st 2023

The stranger almost trips on the welcome mat as he comes in. "Sorry-I know it's shitty of me to just show up like this." "Don't be," Minho shrugs. "Wasn't doing much." And, really, from what he's heard about Jisung, he knows he's always had a penchant for dramatics. He can't imagine the younger turning up any other way than out of the blue, so that's not what throws him off. The duffel bag that Jisung's heaving up off his shoulders is what does it. "Is there a body in there?" "Mhm. Gonna help me hide it?" .･જ⁀➴⛐𓂃 ོ𓂃ᨒ↟𖠰 OR: Jisung and Minho don't know each other well enough to set off on a two-week road trip across the country. Except Minho thinks he knows Jisung like the back of his own hand, and wonders if that's why he never should've left with him at all.

Minho's whole life has been surrounded by the media given his parents were well known famous actors. He had no place to run, his business has always been blasted on the front pages of every gossip blog. Giving into his family's lifestyle, Minho has reached a new level of fame-becoming one of the top models in the industry but with that comes prying eyes and scandals. Jisung hated the spotlight but loved the stage. Born talented with a curse of having a bad reputation. Smart mouth and mood swings only caused Jisung to stay on the bad side of the media. The only thing keeping his band Jupiter on the charts was their undeniable talent and keeping the people's eyes on them was inevitable. Two different worlds collide. A rockstar and a model. Drugs. Glamour. Fame. Sex. Elegance. Fashion. ⋆ ★ ** THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES** ⋆ ★ Started : Jan 1, 2025 Ended :

"we had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore... except to make our lives into a work of art." ...where minho finds jisung's fiery and stubborn personality incredibly interesting, and is willing to do whatever it takes to crash him down in more ways than one. jisung had nothing to lose. - minsung.