Aelinor Baratheon stands out in her family. She doesn't have the golden hair and green eyes of her mother and younger siblings. Nor does she have black hair and blue eyes of her Baratheon father. Much to her father's disdain, she inherited her great grandmother Rhaelle's Targaryen features; silver hair and purple eyes. Had she not been born well after her father had slain his cousin, many would be inclined to believe her to be the bastard daughter of Rhaegar Targaryen. Follow her as she navigates life as the eldest child of the king, through war, love, betrayal and much more.

Visenya, unfortunately, was born into the wrong family and in general she should die according to the curse on the cue, but alas, the gods decided to play with her

Long before Ragnarok was ever proposed, gods and humans alike whispered prayers to something unnamed. A presence that answered without thunder. A mercy that never demanded worship. (Y/N) existed outside the cycle of judgment, war, and resurrection-an ancient being rumored to rule birth, love, lust, obsession, and endings, though none of those titles were ever confirmed by him. He simply chose. When the gods vote to end humanity, Brunhilde turns to the one figure no pantheon has ever controlled. She does not come as a commander or a schemer, but as someone desperate enough to kneel. What she finds is not a god-king, but a soft-spoken, unsettlingly gentle being who smiles like a fairytale and holds something far worse than divine wrath: the ability to offer rest. As Ragnarok unfolds, fallen warriors do not beg for revival. Gods grow uneasy as souls stop answering their call. Love curdles into obsession, devotion rots into possession, and the arena becomes a place where blood is spilled not just for victory-but for attention. Because the greatest threat to the gods is not a stronger enemy. It is a place where souls are happy enough to never return.

Long ago, there was a prophecy of a child who will be born with dragon's blood, heart and soul. This child shall be known as the offspring of the Bewilderbeast and must protect all dragons. However, an old evil will surface and can only be defeated by the child. ********************* Freya Haddock, daughter of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III and Astrid Hofferson, has always been... well... different and she never knew why. One night, during a wild dragon raid, she meets a chieftess and dragon but not just any dragon... a Night Fury. The chieftess takes her to the Dragon Sanctuary and soon Freya finds out why she's unlike any other viking. (Sorry. I can't do descriptions. But the story will be better.) I DO NOT OWN HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!

In the light of the Breath of Evil's defeat six months ago, Prickle never expected her parents to get the brilliant idea to ship her off to Jade Mountain Academy, despite the constant assassination-attempts and frequent judging glances that seemed to be the norm at that inter-tribal heck-hole. The math/history assignments would be torture, too; and with her first day ending in a strange, surreal dream where a cloaked dragon upon a black throne promises the world in exchange for simple information on the school, Prickle's not quite sure she's the one to investigate the possibility of spies, stop the mysterious figures that seek to do moons knows what with the academy, save the faculty, save her friends, save her grades, dodge the 'sometimes unhappy' principal's disapproval, and stop anything bad from happening. Easy, right? Now, her only issue is a matter of time; all before it's too late.

Lo Quen was in his dorm room playing League of Legends, jungling with Shyvana, when he was suddenly transported into the world of Game of Thrones. There, he became Gerion Lannister's ceremonial slave and was taken into the ruins of Valyria. In that moment of despair, he obtained the True Dragon System, which granted him the power to transform into a dragon. With it, he made a narrow escape from the Valyrian ruins and stepped onto the grand stage of A Song of Ice and Fire. Years later, the world stood united. No longer a humble slave, he was crowned with the blood of the True Dragon and honored with the titles: Conqueror of the World, Dragonlord, Emperor of the Great Empire of the Dawn, God-Emperor of Yiti, and the sole rightful ruler and guardian of Essos, Westeros, and Sothoryos. From the ashes of Valyria to the heights of supremacy, this is the epic of a mortal who became a dragon and conquered the world.

Sc'the is a Dragon, who wouldn't want to be one?! But he's not a normal dragon that people often read about. There was no dungeon for him to wake up endangered by, there was no siblings to bug him, and there certainly wasn't just a strange screen showing what he'd become. There was a Voice too. Oh, but this is Sc'the's second life, and going from a human kid that was starting to give up on life, to becoming one of the most important beings of an entire planet is certainly a shocking twist of fate.

Born with a soul that doesn't belong to one lifetime, Estelle carries the weight of two worlds within her. In the realm of her past, she was a queen-beloved, powerful, and betrayed. In the realm of her future, she was an ordinary girl who died too soon. Now, reborn into a world of magic, shadows, and ancient gods, she struggles to piece together the fragments of who she is... and who she is meant to become. But destiny is never gentle. The forgotten daughter is hunted by enemies who remember what she once was, and desired by allies who see what she could be. Kael, the stoic warrior bound by loyalty and regret, vows to protect her even if it means denying his own heart. Orion, the fiery prince of light, swears she is his long-lost queen reborn. Both fight for her. Both carry pieces of her shattered past. Yet Estelle's greatest battle is not against the shadows outside- ...it is against the memories clawing their way back into her soul. Can she forge a path of her own, or will she be chained forever to the lives she left behind?

Sherah is captured in Pentos, found stranded and naked ashore. Sent to King's Landing under King Daeron II's command, she is said to carry the blood of Old Valyria. Sherah becomes a whisper of hope in a time where dragons are but ash and legends. However, Prince Aerion Targaryen, dragons obsessed, bright as a flame and twice as mad, seems to distract Sherah from her purpose. fem oc x aerion targaryen

What if Earth Didn't stop for Mercury and Luna...What if he Threw himself into the the suns warm embrace but a Certain Entity didn't desire the death of the first and only Life planet in its many solar systems?.. What if the Galaxy Opened it's eyes for the first time since their Birth and Moved their beloved Earth to another universe as a human? Trapped on their own planet surface in a different Universe where Humans Evolved with superhuman Powers called 'Quirks' ? And what if the Black Hole swallowed Up a Disgraced Planet who was framed and exiled Unlawfully? What if the black hole had a Doorway to A different universe just as did his Mother The Galaxy Did..what if the mother Galaxy Was happy with two of her beloved planets gone from her embrace and into another's? [Credits to all artists plus Illiumi Shadows because this fic is inspired by their Solarballs x Bnha One!]