Welcome to the Harrington family. We are honest. Hardworking. Faithful to our morals. And successful. We live-at least in the summer-on a private island off the coast of Massachusetts. The Harringtons are tall, athletic, and attractive. Old-money Democrats, passionate about sports, with an immense need to present themselves as a united family. The Harringtons have wide smiles, square jaws, blond hair, and sun-kissed skin. All of them, except me. Johnny Sinclair x FemOC friends to lovers slowburn closing gif made by @_liloureynolds_ • Publication Period • [ Started on September 12th, 2025, completed on February 15th, 2026. ] • Edition Status • [ Started on April 20th, 2026, and remains ongoing.]

"I am not throwin' away my shot I am not throwin' away my shot Ayo, I'm just like my country I'm young, scrappy and hungry And I'm not throwin' away my shot."

He had such dangerous hands, that rarely even touched a weapon. When the death of a good lord shatters the realm's fragile peace, the King's scattered bastards remain - living, breathing secrets. Two bastards of a stag crown find their fates entwined with a realm's ambitions by the very blood that has always marked them as outsider. He could not deny nor downplay it. her ambitions were alarming. a bastard child who can be nothing could also be everything. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ game of thrones oc centered fanfiction. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ sandor clegane and petyr baelish as love interests.

She was the Salvatore they never spoke of, Alicia, twin to Stefan. In 1864, she tried to save the woman they both loved and died for it, only to rise again on Katherine's blood. A vampire born of sacrifice and silence. She ran. From Mystic Falls, from her brothers, from the weight of what she'd become. Until New Orleans. Until him. Elijah Mikaelson. The noble one. The original who saw past her fangs and fear. They married in secret, whispered vows in a city drunk on jazz and danger. For a breath, she was happy. Then came Mikael. Hunting Klaus. Hunting her, a Salvatore to burn for good measure. So she ran again. Left Elijah without a word. Let him believe she was ash and memory. Now she's back in Mystic Falls. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵?

'𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛?' Angel - Massive Attack. "Elara, the one I can't out run." - Minho Enemies to lovers Slow burn

whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. emily brönte loki fanfic ! # au

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 ❝ i don't think god lives out here. ❞ in which annie jo chambers, the twin sister of laura lee, is forced to face the wilderness, her grief, her faith, and the girl with a fire she can't stop watching. 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐨 𝐱 𝐨𝐜! ©P0ISONYOUTH all credit for the original plot and characters goes to ashley lyle & bart nickerson the only things that were my original creation are the following: annie jo chambers, the chambers family (minus laura lee), the pastor, molly serrano, whoever else comes along, and any original dialogue, interactions, or character arcs not canon to the show.

❝𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒆𝒔, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚...❞ ⋆.˚ ☆ .𖥔˚ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 being a "hero" is not easy. Especially when you don't know how to be one, don't like the place where your powers came from, and the only person who could somewhat understand you is the masked Spider-Guy whom you met at the airport two months ago. But when a winged nutjob shows up, Spider-Man and Moxie need to work together. Maybe they even become friends along the way. 𝐎𝐑 in which the Snow Leopard was a real pain in Alexander Pierce's ass, and now Joan Prescott's a pain in everyone else's. civil war - no way home fem!oc x peter parker Trying my best for a new update every day / every second day!

☆彡 ( SINNERS TEARS ) ⇝ a Travis Martinez fanfic YELLOWJACKETS SEASON 1- STARTED. 20th February 2025 FINISHED: ?? STATUS: ongoing 2025 @ alycialcver COVER BY @tiishas

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Bucky Barnes is drowning alive in his guilt that refuses to leave or let him breathe, festering within the dark of his mind like something willing him to drown in its dark seas. All it takes is one mute kid crashing into his life to break the cycle, allowing him to breathe - not for himself, but so that she can breathe as well. She stopped walking, making Bucky do the same. She grabbed his gloved hand, making him tense up at the sudden action. She took off the glove, which made Bucky grateful that she had grabbed his flesh hand. She traced something into his palm, which he recognized as letters. BAD. "Bad?" Bucky repeated, watching as she gave a small nod. "Okay, I'll take you to the police, they're nice and can help." She dropped his hand, shaking her head swiftly with wide eyes. Bucky furrowed his brows, waiting for her to do something to explain the situation. She scurried back over to him, and repeated her actions before of spelling out bad. "The police are bad too?" Bucky asked, not receiving a confirmation. "Okay, I'm taking you to-" Bucky was cut off when the girl shook her head fiercely once more, gripping onto the back of his pants once more as if to say that she was going to stay with him. His stomach sank, eyes focused on her set face. "No," he said firmly. "Kid, you can't stay with me." She tightened her hold on him, to the point where it got a little painful, not that he would ever acknowledge that. Bucky really tried to form a concrete plan of how to lose her that didn't end with her being in an unsafe situation, but found that he couldn't figure out anything without too many unknown variables. Bucky sighed, placing the glove back on and muttering to himself. "Ah, shit." It seemed as though Bucky Barnes had gotten himself into a sticky situation.