_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ It was practically written in the stars, illuminated by the light of the moon. Both Y/N Sterling and Harry Potter felt like it was a never-ending pining. It was a fleeting feeling, seeing the other smile at them across the room. Then eventually, the pining and the confusion ended, they confessed their love- but an era of mystery and danger arose, an era they weren't sure they'd survive. But Harry had Y/N, he had his friends. That was enough. Everything would be okay, forever and always. ~~~ "You're insufferable, you know that?" Y/N whispered, feeling Harry's lips curve into a smirk against the back of her hand. He kept eye contact while kissing her hand, body bowed in a silent invitation for a dance. "You love it," he said teasingly, then stood straight and pulled her close. Wrapped in his arms, she looked up at his grinning face. Slowly, he began to lead her in a waltz. He snaked his arms around her waist while she looped hers around his neck. They danced to music that, seemingly, only they could hear. Y/N Sterling and Harry Potter, a match made in the heavens, bright as the stars and as true as the moon. ~~~ DISCLAIMER!: I do not own the Harry Potter series - all rights for the plotline, characters and dialogue, etc, created by J.K. Rowling belongs to her. However, I do own my OC's (such as Y/N and others,) my ideas, my story-structure, my dialogues, etc.

Marinette is thrilled. She's spending her afternoon at the museum with Adrien, and even Manon's unexpectedly tagging along with them can't tarnish her happiness. After all, what can go wrong for two seventeen-year-olds watching over a seven-year-old? Turns out, a lot of things. ------ This is an illustrated fanfiction collaboration by Maerynn and EdenDaphne ------ This work is intended for readers ages 13 and up

The Black Swan had kept everyone in the dark for fourteen years. Sure, they had kept Sophie Foster from the Lost Cities for twelve years, but they had another large secret that had gone on for even longer. You see, the Black Swan had been prepared. Like with the two Forkles, the shadowy organization had a trick up its sleeve... And it was all discovered thanks to Keefe Sencen running away to the Forbidden Cities. He winds up in Paris, France, and soon finds himself meeting none other than Adrien Agreste. However, Adrien himself has been plagued with nightmares, being haunted by places and things he doesn't know about, but yet can feel a sense of familiarity and home with the images. What's even stranger than that? Other than Keefe, he's beginning to hear voices. Not just physical voices. Their mental voices. Because the Black Swan had made a second moonlark. Continuing right after "Unlocked," "The Second Moonlark" forces everyone to begin to question everything around them, including their own identities. (I'm trying to channel my inner Shannon Messenger here, so yeah. Shannon, you deserve the credit for the amazing Keeper of the Lost Cities series, and Zagatoon, you get the credit for MLB!) notable rankings: #1 in "keeperofthelostcities" (11/11/2022)

in which a friendship unfolds into something more between you and your castmate social media au she/her reader

Adrien's never felt a sense of belonging. He can't explain why the strange stuff happens around him. Why things seem to quite literally fall apart. It all changes the day he meets Sophie Foster, a strange girl with an even stranger ability: she appears to be able to read other people's minds. She soon admits that another world does in fact exist: Aelesia, a hidden realm that he somehow is a part of, having been born there but went missing four years later. Taking the opportunity, Adrien crosses into a world he never thought would be real. It's all a dream come true. Until the dream dies. Because rebels are crossing through the country, determined to take the power of ancient spirits. He has to enlist the help of two nobles, including Sophie, and a local fugitive to protect this world he's just returned to from its destruction. (kotlc/mlb crossover and fantasy au)

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)