She was a spark that refused to fade. Born with a powerful, elemental Quirk and a fire in her chest that never dimmed, she was destined to stand out. But when tragedy struck and her parents were taken from her far too young, that spark turned into a wildfire, untamed, angry, and burning for something more. UA High was supposed to be the start of her journey to become the hero she always dreamed of being. She didn't expect it to be the place where she'd confront her grief, fight for her future, and find the missing part of her heart in the most unlikely person. He's fierce, explosive, and driven by a need to prove himself. The blonde with a temper as short as his fuse. But underneath all the fire and fury, she sees the same pain, the same hunger to be more. Together, they're chaos and chemistry. Rivals, partners, something deeper neither of them dares to name. This is the story of how she rose from the ashes, and how he helped her remember that even the strongest flames can still be warm.

" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤, 𝘾𝙖𝙩 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨? " " 𝕀.. 𝕌𝕙𝕙.. 𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤..? " " 𝘿𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 " •─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────• He's explosive. She's quiet. Bakugo Katsuki isn't the type to fall in love-at least, that's what everyone thinks. (Y/n) doesn't believe she's worth anyone's attention, especially not his. But when his harsh voice softens around her, when his eyes linger a little too long, she starts to wonder if maybe she's not imagining it after all. It's a slow, burning kind of love-the kind that hurts before it heals. Inspired by Mitski's "First Love / Late Spring" - a story about quiet devotion, unspoken feelings, and learning to be loved by the person you least expected. 🥇 Bakugouxreader 06/11/25 🥇 myheroacademia 10/11/25 🥇 Bakugo 15/11/25

if i knew it all then, would i do it again? - a story in which the bastard daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne with no ambition or lust for power won the heart of a man who could never stop wanting, even when the price was far too high | crossposted on ao3 | | all rights belong to George RR Martin, HBO, and Warner Bros, save for my OC, Shaera Velaryon | cover by @bluecoffeebeanz on tumblr, support the artist pls! they did this as a new years gift and I've finally put it here :,) Do NOT use the art here for your aemond and oc, this is shaera and aemond made for green lies black hearts best rankings - #1 Aegon Targaryen (somehow) - 10/9/24 #1 Religious Guilt - Ongoing #1 Alicent Hightower - 05/19/25 #1 Lucerys Velaryon - 12/22/25 #2 Aemond - 02/06/26 #2 Fire And Blood - 12/18/25 #2 Game of Thrones - 04/13/25 #10 a song of ice and fire - 06/13/26 #17 House of the Dragon - 06/11/26 #26 Tragedy - 06/28/25 #27 Daemon Targaryen - 06/16/26

edited: 11/27/25 - 11/30/25 heavy edit: 06/04/26 - 06/11/26 ﾟ+*:ꔫ:* 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 Alicendria Targaryen, The 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯. The 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 is 𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 with her nephew, the 𝔬𝔫𝔢-𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢. How could someone so perfect be inlove with someone who is 𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖍𝖔𝖙-𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉, 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊? Growing up she did not care of falling inlove with someone and having children. Despite being the sister of the king, a princess, she was a free woman. She is love by many. She is the 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪'𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔧𝔢𝔴𝔢𝔩. She did not care about love, she was against of falling inlove with someone who she's related to or she was. ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· "Everything will be alright, 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌." She said as she kissed his hands in comfort. "I lost an eye. Aegon will start laughing at me again. Not because I do not have a dragon, but because I lost an eye." Aemond said burying his head on his aunt's neck. "Oh my poor boy, I shall have Ser Farris find you the most beautiful sapphire and we shall place the sapphire on your right eye just like what Ser Symeon Star-Eyes did." Alicendria said as she caressed her nephew's hair. Trigger Warning Story contains: 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 language, 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙, 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, and mentions of 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍.

Y/n L/n was told throughout her life that she didn't belong among heroes. She didn't deserve the privilege, nor did she deserve forgiveness. Haunted by memories, she took those harsh words and believed she deserved nothing. All she wanted to do was to prove them wrong. - "You were born to be a murderer. A weapon. To instill fear among the people. That is your sole purpose." Completed 1/22/2026 🥇in #KATSUKIBAKUGO 4/21/26 🥈 in #todoroki 5/4/26 🥉 in #TODOROKISHOTO 4/11/26 _______ BEWARE SOME CHAPTERS ARE A BIT LONG. - doesn't follow the MHA plotline fully - cursing -mentions of abuse/death Enjoy! :) Beautiful Boy 2, "The Red Ledger" is out now! Go check it out!

Saeloria Targaryen is a paradox made flesh-the youngest dragonrider in Valyrian history, the golden princess of House Targaryen, the firstborn child of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, and the elder sister of Rhaenyra. She is everything a legend should remember. There is only one problem. Saeloria Targaryen was never meant to exist. In another life, she was Aaliyah-a modern girl whose death should have been the end. Instead, she awakens before a radiant dragon goddess, one of the Fourteen Flames, who offers her an impossible gift: a second life, granted on the whim of a careless, dying remark. Reborn in fire and blood, Aaliyah becomes Saeloria, the Golden Princess, and finds herself at the heart of a family already teetering on the edge of ruin. Armed with knowledge of what is to come, she takes it upon herself to change fate, to protect those destined to fall, and to rewrite a history steeped in betrayal, grief, and war. But the world of dragons is not so easily reshaped.

The winds of war howl across the realm, their icy breath whispering tales of betrayal and blood. Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Realm's Delight, has been cruelly cast from her rightful throne, her crown sullied by the treachery of the Hightowers of Oldtown. A usurper sits the Iron Throne, a pretender clad in green, while the true Queen's black banners rise in defiance. Across the Seven Kingdoms, dragons soar as messengers of vengeance, calling loyal houses to arms, their shadows darkening the lands below. Jacaerys Velaryon, eldest son of the Queen, stands on the precipice of manhood, his heart burdened with duty and fire. He knows his role well - a prince, a dragonrider, and a weapon forged for his mother's cause. Mounted upon Vermax, his emerald-scaled fury, Jacaerys is among the first to take wing. His destination: the North, where the cold bites deeper than the sharpest blade. To Winterfell he flies to snow-laden halls and Stark hospitality, seeking swords and oaths to bolster his Queen's claim. You have lived your life beneath the gray skies and towering walls of Winterfell. The North is in your blood - its frozen forests, its relentless winds, its unyielding ice. Here, amid the frigid stone and hearthfires, you have found a sanctuary of warmth and family, shared with your young sister and the half-brother who watches over you like a wolf to its pack. But when the dragon descends from the heavens, bearing fire and war upon its back, the North you know will not be the only thing to feel the pangs of war. You will never be the same. In which [Y/N] Stark is the younger half-sister to Cregan Stark. Story begins upon Jacaerys's visit to the Wall. Tried to keep physical descriptions vague (for all my lovely poc readers!) and as minimal use of [Y/N] as I could get away with... Cross-posted on Ao3 under the same name Reader X Jacaerys Velaryon, canon divergence, alternate ending (blacks win, jace survives)

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘵. Visenya Velaryon Targaryen was never meant to be a pawn on a chessboard. As Rhaenyra's heir and the hidden daughter of Daemon, she arrives at King's Landing wearing a courtier's mask, carrying a concealed blade, and fueled by a single certainty : she will never be possessed. Aegon Targaryen was never what they expected him to be. Too reckless, too free, and far too irreverent for a king's son. He has been drowning in wine and irony for so long that he's forgotten there was ever another way to live. A marriage unites them. Politics demands it. But between them, something burns that has nothing to do with the Valyrian vows spoken before the flames. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥. Within the corridors of the Red Keep, amidst masks and blades, between hatred and desire, two heirs of fire will discover that the most dangerous enemy is sometimes the one you realize you want to keep. ✦ Enemies and Lovers ✦ Forced Marriage ✦ Dark Romance ✦ Slow Burn ✦ House of the Dragon Fanfiction ✦ Mature Content (18+)

❝ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴇ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ʀɪsᴇs, ᴄʀᴏᴡɴs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴇʟᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇs ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴜʀɴ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ.❞ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰʳᵒⁿᵉˢ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ † ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵉⁱᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ᵒᶜ ˣ ᵘⁿᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ