The Olive Theory: One person loves olives and another person hates them. This shows that two halves of a whole have come together. Hailey Loraine Russett ~♡~ The girl who loved olives. Adam Reed ~♡~ The boy who hated them. disclaimer: I don't own any of the Adam Project characters I just own Hailey and her family.

Includes Percy, Jason, Leo, Nico, and Frank. I don't own the characters. I can add others (Connor/Travis, Octavian, Grover etc.) later if requested. You can also leave preference requests in the comments. Enjoy ❤️ (You can also view from my profile on Quotev under the name Nerdy Kitten)

Includes Diary of a Wimpy Kid (2010-2012) + Mean Girls (2004) For years, Rodrick Heffley has tried to put himself on Crossland High School's queen bee's radar-- (Y/n) (L/n). She and her two best friends are known as the plastics around Plainview. A Plastic and a punk are simply not meant to be. But that never stopped Rodrick Heffley from trying. (I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OR ORIGINAL FILMS.)

❝I WANT TO DRIVE AWAY WITH YOU I WANT YOUR COMPLICATIONS TO I WANT YOUR DREARY MONDAYS WRAP YOUR ARMS AROUND ME BABY BOY❞ Sabrina Hargrove had always been the calm after the storm - or at least, she tried to be. Born just three minutes before her twin brother Billy, she was the light to his thunder. Where Billy burned hot with anger, Sabrina burned quietly, her fire hidden behind soft smiles and steady eyes. The two had grown up inseparable once, but years in the Hargrove household had a way of breaking even the closest bonds. Their mother, Laura, had been the only warmth in a home built on sharp words and slammed doors. When she died, something in Billy shattered completely - and Sabrina had been left trying to pick up pieces that refused to fit anymore. Neil Hargrove remarried quickly, bringing Susan and her young daughter Max into their lives. Billy resented them. However Sabrina didn't. Max reminded Sabrina of herself - stubborn, funny, full of fight. And from the moment she met her, Sabrina decided she'd protect her. Mostly from Neil's temper. From Billy's rage. From everything that came with being a Hargrove. When Neil's job dragged them across the country to a small, forgettable town called Hawkins, Indiana, Sabrina told herself she'd make it work. She'd keep Max safe, keep Billy calm, keep herself together. But Hawkins had a way of pulling people into its secrets - the kind that changed everything. And then there was Steve Harrington

l.c ♡'s k.c forever

Two lone gunfighters make their way through the outer reaches of the galaxy, far from the authority of the New Republic.

Adelaide Lehnsherr-Barnes hasn't felt like herself for a very long time. She's thinking maybe she should have walked away from this life, of bearing her father's legacy as the eldest daughter of Erik Lehnsherr - of Magneto. She hasn't even felt like a hero in a very long time, not since she started sliding that very slippery slope into morally grey territory. To be honest, she never thought of herself as a hero. But when a new danger comes calling along with an unusual team of misfits and rejects - and one superpowered human she didn't exactly bargain for... she isn't interested in playing hero. Thankfully, neither are they.

I took the man from Charles's arms so that he could go dry himself. The man fell slowly and I helped him lay down. His head fell on my lap as he tried to keep his eyes opened. "What is your name ?" I asked. "Erik" He answered. "You're safe, Erik. We'll get Shaw another time. I swear" I said calmly. He gave me a weak smile and his eyes closed slowly - Copycat, Chapter 2 ~ Written From a Fem Y/N POV Started : July 4th 2022 Ended : September 26th 2022 Follows the X-men Movies Timeline 📢I do not Own The character or the Stories, all belongs to Marvel Comics 📢 ‼️ I Do not read the Comics ‼️ ⚠️Gore, Violence, Language and Sensitive Topics⚠️ Spoilers For : X-men : First Class (2011), X-men : Days of the Future Past (2014), X-men : Apocalypse (2016), X-men : Dark Phoenix (2018)

The year was 1962 when I met the man I would later call my husband. The man who sits at my bedside, holding my hand as I weakly gaze into the familiar blue eyes that captivated me many years ago... Far too many years than I would care to mention. "Charles?" My voice escapes my lips in a breathy hum, the downtrodden tones of approaching death threatening to distort his beautiful name. "Yes, my Love?" He replies with an expression of deep melancholy. "Do you remember when we met?" I inquire with a gentle smile painted upon my face, my wrinkled hand cradled gently in his own. "Of course I do, Darling," he soothes me, the cool metal of his wedding band brushing against my skin. "I never stop remembering."

" 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴, '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘸𝘢𝘺 "