Steve Harrington x Hopper!oc *not really a slow burn "You willingly introduced them together." "If Georgia's her friend, she can't be that bad." "What if it's not a joke? What if I was serious?" "She keeps thinking she's used to grief, that she's well acquainted with it enough for loss to not hurt so greatly. Reality does an excellent job at reminding her it only gets worse." A story of Georgia Hopper and her journey in Hawkins. Follow the story of friendships, loss, true love, and a fight for the fate of Hawkins. I'm terrible at descriptions, but this story is better than it seems. Season One: Completed Season Two: Completed Season Three: Completed Season Four: Completed Season Five: TBD The book gets better as it goes on!

❝ I don't want to be your quiet afternoon crush. I could, but it will never be enough to satisfy me. It won't even come close. ❞ | anne with an e | | gilbert blythe × oc |

[Falling Skies Fanfic ➳ Hal Mason] At first, we all thought they were coming in peace, but that wasn't the case. They took the children and killed the rest of us as if we meant nothing. The whole world got attacked by aliens, and the only thing people knew how to do was hide and try to endure. So far Emily has managed to survive, but she doesn't know for how much longer she'll be able to. It gets harder with each day it passes, people get more desperate and do anything to make it another day. She struggles to keep her younger siblings alive, but they soon find their way into the 2nd Mass. Emily believes everything will get easier, but it won't. *I want to give special thanks to Lucifers-Left-Lung who made the great cover!

In the crowded city of New York, Elsie lives a quiet life, unaware that her world is about to be turned upside down when she meets famous British celebrity Callum Turner. Callum and Elsie's relationship seems to be going great but after his sisters wedding, broken bonds are reunited and, it seems as though his love lies with another. Will they make their way back to one another? Only 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹.

a movie, two co stars with undeniable chemistry, social media which urges them together and a secret. what happens on set? stays on set. or does it?

But I have a particular tenderness for you, and one I have never felt for anyone, up to now. stranger things / steve harrington. season two through three.

(SLOW BURN) - ❝I've done things. Things I can't forgive myself for. And I don't want to tell you guys, because I'm afraid you won't be able to forgive me either.❞ - [SUPERNATURAL SEASON 11] [BOOK 1 OF 3]

Andrea Sanders, legendary hunter, is the kind of legend that only the brave and stupid dare to whisper about at night. After ditching the foster system at sixteen, she follows her father's footsteps into the only life she's ever known: hunting down monsters like herself. Now, ten years later, the world is ending and she's charged with protecting the idiots that started the apocalypse in the first place. It won't be long before Andy realizes it's a lot easier to handle broken bones than broken hearts. Loss, love, and sacrifice stalk her from the shadows as she tries to save the world with two plaid wearing knuckleheads, or go down swinging. ||enjoy and please comment feedback! This is during season 5 and is a DeanxOC fanfic. Supernatural creators own basically everything, but Andy is mine, as well as some other select characters. #1 Dean Winchester x OC 07/19/2022 #1 Bobby Singer 01/11/2022 #1 Lullaby 03/28/2022 #2 Jensen Ackles 03/22/2021 #6 Castiel 06/06/2022 #9 Sam Winchester 04/06/2022 #2 Dean Winchester 07/19/2022 #5 Supernatural 07/19/2022

Y/N L/N had been a monster her entire life. Both her parents had been and had raised her on a strict diet of anything that wasn't human. Now, her parents were gone, leaving her to fend for herself. At twenty-four years old, she was already acutely aware of the danger of hunters. But when a flirtatious Winchester and his bookish younger brother step into her life, she can't help but be swept into their schemes. --- "For a hunter, you're pretty charismatic." "For a monster, you're pretty human." --- "I wasn't sure what you liked, so I got you cherry," he spoke with a hesitant chuckle. I beamed down at the little boxed pie nestled between my hands. "I like cherries," I answered and grinned up at Dean, who breathed a sigh of relief. "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Good." --- "Promise me you won't get hurt." He paused for a moment, green eyes on mine as his mind raced to catch up. "I can't promise I won't get hurt. But I can promise I won't do anything stupid." "Good enough for me." Please note that none of the chapters are edited, unless it says so at the end of the chapter in bold. That being said, I'm sure there are plenty of typos throughout the story, and I will fix them eventually. Highest rankings: #9 in 'monster' (1/12/23) #2 in 'supernatural' (7/19/21) #1 in 'spn' (6/29/22) #2 in 'dean' (09/22/23) #1 in 'winchester' (4/29/21) #1 in 'deanwinchester' (5/4/21) #4 in 'deanwinchesterxreader' (4/28/21) #1 in 'supernaturalxreader' (3/20/21) #1 in 'spnxreader' (3/22/21) #1 in 'winchesterxreader' (09/22/23)

He was so, so close, dangerously so. I couldn't bring myself to pull back, to break eye contact. I was entranced by him. He kept me there, locked in his intense gaze. His eyes burned with something I hadn't seen ever before. Or maybe I just hadn't noticed. "Penny for your thoughts, Si?" Dean's breath fanned my face, making me pull in a breath of my own. I needed to step back before I couldn't control myself. You. But I wouldn't tell him that. I couldn't. For one, his ego did not need it. Two, I was scared. I was terrified that this would go too far and it wouldn't work out. "Wouldn't you like to know?" The words slip past my lips faster than I can stop them. That seemed to happen around him. I couldn't control the things I say or do. Normally, I had the best self-control a person could hope for. But Dean...he was able to rip that to pieces with just one look, one word. Dean chuckles and my body warmed at the sound. He stepped closer. His body brushed mine now and I couldn't breathe. But the burn in my lungs felt nice. Dean looked at me for a few moments. I could see the wheels turning in his head. What was he thinking about? I desperately wanted to know. "Screw it." He muttered before leaning down and kissing me. ___ Saige Dawson was a longtime friend of the Winchesters, the eldest brother especially despite the fact she was two years younger than him. She'd always had a tiny crush on him, not that'd she's admit it. And definitely not to him. John would bring his sons to her father's farm where they'd spend a week or two every once in a while. Saige had grown up hunting and with the Winchesters. She'd opened up to Dean, shared all her secrets and spilled her entire life story. He did the same. So one day when he stops by for a visit and tells her that John was missing, Saige had to help. John was like a second father figure for her. She couldn't just leave him hanging. And she couldn't leave Dean hanging either. He needed her help. So she would help.