"perhaps we can make sure they see eye to eye, and maybe fall for each other in the process." "hmm, matchmaking. i have to say, benedict, i never took you for someone to do such a thing." WE ARE ALL FOOLS IN LOVE, book two. in collaboration with @pattyluquin & @alexaisforever. [benedict bridgerton x female oc] [bridgerton season two - four]

summer season, teenage fun, first love, thrilling..

"Miss Bridgerton. I had not realized the Viscount had so many sisters yet to be presented." "And i had not realized the Greyson's were in the habit of counting other families daughters like coins."

❛ you belong to me ❜ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗶 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 ⸺ season 1 - ? 【kai conklin x daphne fisher, oc x oc 】ৎ୭ ⸺ ✸ " 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 enemies 𝚝𝚘 lovers 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙e "

Tim Bradford never planned on becoming anyone's backup plan, let alone a foster parent. But when a routine call puts him face-to-face with Odessa Sinclair-a sharp-tongued, guarded fifteen-year-old with nowhere to go-he finds himself breaking his own rules. Odessa has survived years of bouncing between homes, learning the hard way that trusting people never ends well. Tim isn't exactly warm, and he's definitely not asking for her trust. But in a house where silence speaks louder than arguments, they might both have to figure out what it really means to let someone stay. Found family isn't always clean. Sometimes, it's sarcastic, stubborn, and feels exactly like a liability.

❝ 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝. ❞ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡.. Evan Buckley adopts a daughter and they both heal each others inner child. S2: ✅ 911 S2- TBD OC X OC.

❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 ❞ started - 25/03/26 finished - tbd

. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪻་༘࿐ 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 ╰┈➤ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘚𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨-𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺: 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦... 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. ───── ♕ ───── 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 , 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 ───── ♕ ───── - 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥: 29th march - 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: ongoing - 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥: 1st April

Riverdale was never built for people like me. My name's Jupiter Ophelia Jones-yeah, like the planet and the tragic Shakespeare girl all rolled into one. Middle child of the Jones clan. Which basically means forgotten, overlooked, and underestimated. Jughead's the brooding writer, Jellybean's the baby genius, and me? I'm just the one who decided not to care. At least, that's what I tell people. By thirteen I had already figured out that rules weren't for me. I liked the thrill of slipping out when everyone was asleep, the burn of smoke in my lungs, the rush of cheap liquor stinging my throat. While everyone else worried about grades, curfews, and reputations, I was busy seeing how far I could push before something broke. Spoiler: something always does. People call me reckless. Fearless. Trouble. And maybe they're right. But in a town like Riverdale, being reckless isn't a flaw-it's survival. And if there's one thing you should know about me, it's this: I don't run from the fire. I walk straight into it. Because sooner or later, Riverdale kills everyone.

Smoke Moore didn't come home from the Great War clean. After surviving the trenches of France, he carved out a name in the dark corners of Chicago-running liquor, gambling with ghosts, and doing whatever it took to stay one step ahead of the law. He finished his business in Chicago, came back wealthier, and bought land to protect his black folks from white control. He thought he'd left feeling behind. Until the day she stepped off that train. Madison Davis. The white girl from across the fence. As children, he watched her from the cotton rows-her hair catching the sun as she ran barefoot through fields he could never touch. He was just a boy in the dirt. She was a dream behind barbed wire and skin. Now she's grown. Beautiful. Untouchable. And standing right in front of him. In a world still shackled by hate, Smoke is forced to reckon with what stirs in his chest. He doesn't know if it's love, madness, or something worse. All he knows is-if he reaches for her, it could cost them both everything. Smoke in the Cottonfield is a gritty, Southern noir about a war-scarred Black man caught between survival and longing in Jim Crow Mississippi. It's a story of forbidden love, buried pasts, and the kind of choices that haunt a man long after the smoke clears. | 1# SmokeMoore. | 1# StackMoore.