"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭?!" The blonde made sure to catch herself before she used his real name. "I had too... I'm sorry." His tone sounded apologetic. But his face showed nothing, "She is a good friend! She had a plan a good one! How could do that to her?! She is your friend." Before she could finish telling him off. He was gone. Why is he leaving her again? She only wanted to stop all of this so they could go to how things used to be. But it seems impossible now. And it would leave me with a broken heart again. Best rankings: 🥇 theghost (Disclaimer: I don't own the folk of the air or its characters, I only own the belladonna family but the rest of it rightfully belongs to the original author holly black this is fanfiction)

𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, "Call me Castor." I blinked. Castor. The name felt foreign on my tongue, like something I wasn't supposed to know. I hesitated before murmuring, "Castor..." His fingers, which had been pressing a fresh cloth against my wounds, stilled. Something shifted in the air between us. "...Say it again," he murmured, his voice quieter this time. I frowned, confused. "Castor." It wasn't the name itself, but the way I said it-soft, almost hesitant. Like I was trying to figure out who he was beyond the version I had built in my mind. Psyche Calix is a young woman who lost everything in the span of a decade-her home, her family, her sense of belonging-all shattered by the hidden truths and treacherous magic of the Magnificent North and the Meridian Empire. Now, something has called her back to the place where it all began... and where everything was taken from her. On her journey to uncover why she was drawn back, Psyche encounters allies, enemies, and strangers who are anything but ordinary. Among them is one being who disrupts her path more than anyone else: a powerful vampire with secrets older than time and a presence she can't seem to escape. He's dangerous. Unforgiving. Tempting. As their fates intertwine and emotions grow tangled, Psyche must decide-will she surrender to the one who's haunted her every step, becoming his completely? Or will she break free before he consumes what's left of her? Only one way to find out. oc x chaos/castor valor (Disclaimer: I don't own Ouabh tbona or acftl and not the characters except my own. those masterpieces belong to Stephanie garber)

ᥫ᭡ ʚ⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ⋆ɞ ᥫ᭡ Isadora Odair is just twelve years old when she is reaped for the 72nd Hunger Games. In a district that idolizes the Games, Isadora has spent her life dreaming of the honor it could bring. Enthralled by the Capitol's dazzling promises, she delights in the lavish costumes, the training, and the spotlight, never questioning the price of glory. Manipulated by propaganda and blinded by ambition, she views the arena as a stage for greatness, unaware of the horrors waiting within. But as the Games unfold, Isadora's carefully built illusions begin to shatter. The arena is not a dream-it's a nightmare, forcing her to face the Capitol's lies and the brutal reality of survival. Stripped of her innocence, she must decide if she will cling to what she's been taught or fight to forge her own path. STARTED: 20/12/24 ENDED: - [ pre-the hunger games to post-mockingjay ]

I knew your soul before your skin. Hiccup Haddock / © moonyyll 2025

━━ ❝ once upon a time, in a land that isn't like yours or mine... ❞ •--• ✹ •--• i. jacks x fem!oc ii. ouabh-acftl iii. extended summary inside iv. signing off gif by @duable / cover by @adonysiac

"The words 'thank you' just aren't in your vocabulary, are they?" "Piss off, cunt." harry potter marauders era sirius black x fem!oc cover made by the penguin classics site on google #2 in youngmarauders 24/12/2024 #6 in remuslupin 23/2/2025 #7 in deatheaters 23/1/2025 #16 in animagus 27/12/2024 #21 in hogwartsschoolofblahblah 30/3/2025 #33 in maraudersfanfiction 1/9/2025

have you left a seat for me? is that such a stretch of imagination? ❪ REAPER ASH & TREECH ❫ ░ ocs: chassis harbin & cariad landas ░ own plot / tbosas ░ inconsistent updates ░ mvsteryink, 2024

And someone way down here / Loses someone dear [i. haymitch abernathy / fem!oc] [ii. sunrise on the reaping ] [iii. mature for violence] [iv. extended summary inside]

I don't know who I am. I don't know where I am, or where I'm from. All I know is that there are people who are trying to kill me, and God keeps sending me love letters. ⋆✧⋆ Sapphire Jones died in the arena of the 66th Hunger Games. Her life should have been over, but 5 minutes later, she woke up in a hovercraft with no memory of her life before the games. Thrown back into the arena with no clue as to what is going on, Sapphire must rely on her ruthless district partner and her asshat of a mentor to make it out of the arena alive. But as more cryptic messages keep appearing and the bodies start piling up, one question begins to haunt Sapphire: Is she fighting to survive, or was she never meant to get a second chance? ⋆✧⋆ Spin off to The Siren's Song Pre-THG to Catching Fire (feat. Post-Mockingjay Epilogue) OC x Gloss from The Hunger Games