The not so normal girl with no name gets sucked into death note by an irritating shiningami, She gets the chance that every Death Note fan wanted, The only problem is Light... And his creepy obsession with her... well I'm sure she'll have fun... (Possible pairings, LxOC, BBxOC and one side lightxOC, it's the same OC but you can choose who she gets paired with!) THIS FANFICTION IS ALSO ON FANFICTION.NET (My username is still saphere)

- 𓆙 TW: torture, abuse, men. ℛ𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝒱𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚 & 𝒯𝐨𝐦 ℛ𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 "He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun". -𝒥𝒶𝓃ℯ ℰ𝓎𝓇ℯ *** As Grindelwald continues rising to power and dragging the wizarding world toward war, a prophecy emerges, one that names Ravenna Vindicta as the witch destined to stand beside a dark wizard and help him reach the full extent of his power. Marked as a threat before she ever made a choice, Ravenna is torn from her life and placed under constant supervision, sent to Hogwarts in an attempt to keep her far from Grindelwald's influence and the future the prophecy predict. But prophecies are never so simple. As secrets unravel and truth surface, it become clear that the dark wizard foretold was never Grindelwald at all. In Dumbledore's desperate attempt to stop fate, they may have done the very thing that seal it. 𝒜𝓂ℴ𝓇 ℱ𝒶𝓉𝒾， 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽．

reverie /ˈrɛv(ə)ri/ - a state of being lost in one's thoughts; a dream that feels almost real. Gisèle Mortaine was born with a gift that felt more like a curse, necromancy ran through her veins like poison. The Ministry called it a condition, her family called it a legacy. The rest of the world simply called her dangerous. Monitored. Controlled. Experimented on. She grew up learning that power was never hers to keep. Tom Riddle was different. Power didn't haunt him - he hunted it. He watched her from the shadows of Hogwarts, fascinated and furious that something so ancient, so forbidden, could belong to someone other than him. He wanted it, her magic, her knowledge, her undoing. And so began their quiet war: brilliance against brilliance, manipulation against manipulation. Hate dressed as fascination. Obsession mistaken for destiny. Because sometimes, to possess power, you must destroy the one who holds it. And sometimes, what begins as a reverie - a dream - becomes the nightmare you cannot wake from.

She exists within a world of her own design-quiet, controlled, and governed by rules that permit no weakness and no excess beyond intellect and legacy. Raised on the principle "conceal, never reveal-neither emotion nor intention," she has mastered the art of distance, ensuring that nothing and no one disrupts the precision of her existence. No one, until an arrogant, aristocratic boy with an unshakable sense of entitlement dares to intrude upon what was never meant to be touched. He believes himself capable of dismantling her composure, of turning her carefully ordered world into something unrecognizable. He is mistaken. SLOWBURN. Tiktok: @veriix.1

you know how much i hate that everybody just expects me to bounce back, just like that ( fem!oc x harry james potter )

" What are you talking about? I never left. I was always around." Saebyeok scowls, leaning against the sink behind her. Jiwon scoffs. " Sure as hell didn't feel like it." _ Kang Ji-won. 20 years old. Barely getting by. A simple game of ddakji could change it all. ( started 24/10/2021 ) ( completed 23/10/2022 )

With plenty of struggles, 𝐘𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐘𝐀 and 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎̄ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 made it out of the Borderlands safely. Now their lives are becoming peaceful. At least, as peaceful as life gets with three kids. Chishiya was convinced he'd never experience something worse than being buried alive, but when his youngest daughter 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀 starts to show a little too much interest in Arisu and Usagi's son-𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐃𝐄-, he begins to long for the coffin again. In ancient myths, realms like the underworld are never truly destroyed; they only get put 'to sleep' by powerful anchors- linchpins, for example. So when the linchpin's oldest son gets too close to the everlasting playing cards, he 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 something familiar.