" neither of us have ever been good with emotions... kind of why we work out so well, right? " " yeah, i guess so. " OR er doctor meret dupont struggles with her intense job, her disappointed parents, her rough past, all while training a bunch of interns. jack abbot x fem oc trinity santos x fem oc brief frank langdon x fem oc john shen x fem oc ALL LOWERCASE PARTS ARE ON PURPOSE AND ONLY USED AESTHETICALLY FOR THINGS SUCH AS DESCRIPTIONS, CASTING, AND PLAYLISTS. THE REST OF THE STORY IS IN PROPER CAPS AND GRAMMAR.

꧁ ⟡ STORY DESCRIPTION ⟡ ꧂ When the forest becomes a battlefield, the ocean becomes a refuge - but refuge does not mean mercy. Lor'eya, daughter of Jake Sully and Neytiri, is forced to leave the only home she has ever known when the sky people return with fire and blood. The Sullys flee to the distant reefs of the Metkayina clan, where the water is endless, the rules are unforgiving, and the forest girl does not belong. There, Lor'eya meets Ao'nung - proud, sharp-tongued, and everything she despises. He is tasked with teaching her how to survive the sea, and from their very first encounter, sparks fly - not of attraction, but of rivalry, resentment, and unspoken tension. Every lesson becomes a battle. Every argument drags them closer to a line neither of them is willing to cross. She fights the water. He fights wanting her. As danger closes in and loyalties are tested, hatred blurs into something darker, deeper, and far more dangerous than love. In a place where breath is borrowed and the tide remembers everything, two enemies must decide whether they will drown in denial - or fall together beneath the same sea. Enemies to lovers. Slow burn. Angst. Avatar: The Way of Water inspired. ꧁ ⟡ Some ties are not chosen - they are pulled by the tide. ⟡ ꧂ Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar or its characters. This is a fanfiction written for entertainment purposes only. I do own the female protagonist, Lor'eya.

➜ ┊: 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖗 ᵎ ✰ ⤷ 𝓐𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 never wanted to be a hero - just someone who could run toward the chaos and still feel the world's poetry through it. But when she joins the LAPD as a rookie and is paired with the infamously hard-edged Tim Bradford, she finds herself caught between the logic of law and the wild, pulsing instinct of the heart. ⤷𝓣𝓲𝓶 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓭 doesn't have time for rookies who drift. And Alice? She doesn't play by the rules - not his, not anyone's. But with each call, each breath, and each brush with danger, they collide in ways neither expected. She's a dreamer with scars. He's a soldier with walls. In a city of bullets, betrayal, and blue uniforms, they'll find something neither of them thought they'd have again: hope. A romance forged in sirens, stitched through trauma, and as real as a heartbeat behind a Kevlar vest.

"WONDER IF YOU 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐓 THE 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 OF US?" As far as Ruby Kline is concerned, Steve Harrington doesn't exist, and according to him she's just a ditzy blonde who can't hold her tongue. But as they get caught up in fighting inter-dimensional monsters, their hatred for each other doesn't stand a chance-and neither do the secrets they're keeping. Because feelings are messy, but secrets are messier. [ STEVE HARRINGTON X OC, SEASONS 1-5 ]

A dark world aches for a splash of the sun. ✷ trigger warning !!! the pitt - s1 - s? michael robinavitch @wormturns - 2026

Avatar : Fire and Ash! When Pri'ya Sully and her family are caught in the mangkwan raiders' ambush, she never expected to come face-to-face with the most despicable individual to ever grace the soil of Pandora. Or Toruk Makto's eldest daughter and Varang's younger brother stood on opposing sides of the war, and yet, their lives proved far more tangled than either of them could have foreseen. • mangkwan!male!oc x sully!female!oc •set during the events of Avatar : fire and Ash •All credits go to James Cameron, save for my oc and plotline. •do NOT plagiarise my work, please and thank you. #1 Avatar the way of water 2026 / 02 / 05 #1 Pandora 2026 / 02 / 05 #1 Avatar 2026 / 02 / 17

Fourteen years after the sky burned and the Trr'ong were erased, Pandora still remembers the sound of wings and warriors in the sky. Tsa'kori survived the fall of her clan by fleeing to the Western Frontier, carrying nothing but her faith in Eywa and the ghost of who she was meant to become. In the long quiet that followed, she learned to heal, to wait - to believe that survival could be enough. But when the humans return, the forest begins to choke once more, and restraint is no longer an option. A new name spreads through RDA ranks like a prayer turned curse: the Breath-Stealer. Far from her, another legend is already walking a bloodied path. So'lek, the Dog Tag Warrior, hunts the humans who returned to Pandora, taking their trophies in memory of a mentor lost and a promise broken at Ayram Alusìng. Where Tsa'kori strikes from the sky, he stalks from the ground - driven by grief, sharpened by rage, and unwilling to let the past remain buried. Two survivors. Two myths born of the same war. And when their paths finally cross, Pandora will decide whether justice is found in vengeance - or in what remains after it. One steals breath. One steals names. Pandora remembers both. ~ Disclaimer, i own nothing but Tsa'kori and any character that does not fit into the avatar universe already. Will be a slow burn! (I think)

Kohane was born into a world of decay and blight, but she found in even the smallest things, light and joy. When she left for Pandora, she wasn't leaving behind much. All of her family had succumbed to a terrible tragedy and she was one of the few survivors. But she kept smiling through the pain. And she left earth for a new home on Pandora.

"The Song of the Sarentu didn't end with a melody. It ended with a scream of metal." In the wake of the RDA's brutal return to the Western Frontier, the legendary warrior So'lek finds himself guarding a daughter he never expected to have. Tamtey, a young Sarentu survivor of the TAP program, has been shattered. When a catastrophic betrayal severs her connection to Eywa, she falls into the Tsaheylu Fracture-a state of feral madness where the forest is silent and the only voice left is the cold, calculated rage of the machine. Driven by a father's desperate oath, So'lek must hunt Tamtey through a landscape of scorched earth and toxic ravines before the RDA Remnants or the treacherous Ash Clan can claim her as a weapon. To save her soul, So'lek will have to do the unthinkable: embrace the very technology he hates. And Tamtey will have to decide if she can become something new-a bridge between the biology of Pandora and the fire of the Sky People. In a world turned to ash, the only way to survive is to become the spark.

The time of war had ended. Peace flourished as the remnants of the RDA fled the Western Frontier, only leaving behind scraps of metal as proof they'd ever been there. For a time, Pandora began to heal. She reclaimed what the sky-people had ruined, stitching the wounds of time closed with root and vine. Life moved forward. The Resistance turned its focus to the living world Ewya breathed. Alma settled into her human body again. Ri'nela learned what it meant to carry the weight of a tsahìk's voice. Teylan shaped metal and wires into something meant to protect, rather than destroy. Yet, Tamtey did not find peace. Sleep brought the memories of TAP that haunted her, driving her from her bed night after night. Only the soft wind beneath unfamiliar stars offered any peace. She was rarely alone for long. So'lek always found her there, sharing quiet hours until the dawn chased away the dark, trading dreams and the horrors that kept them awake. Still, the forest shook with unease. Ewya's song wavered, strained by something distant -- quickly approaching. Smoke stained the horizon. Thin and gray, whispering against the clouds. A single flake of ash drifted down, landing on top of Tamtey's bouncing knee. So'lek reached out and swiped it away, pinching it until it vanished. "Ash..." he murmured, gaze fixed on the rising plumes beyond the trees. "And fire," Tamtey replied, her voice unwavering. The forest fell silent around them. Even the animals did not cry out. A new enemy was coming.