As the cherished twin of Eloise Bridgerton, Elizabeth was raised wrapped in comfort, indulgence, and quiet affection. Her brothers ensured she lacked for nothing, her world filled with silk dresses, polished shoes, and the kind of attention reserved for those born into privilege. Yet despite a life of ease, Elizabeth's heart remained untouched by cruelty. She is gentle where others are sharp, kind where society often demands indifference. Above all, she believes in love. Her mother taught her that marriage should be more than duty, that it should be built on tenderness, devotion, and choice. And Elizabeth listened. She dreams not of titles or strategy, but of a love that feels sincere, a future chosen with her whole heart. John has watched her from the edges of that world for years. A footman in the Bridgerton household, he knows his place well. He has stood quietly in doorways, held open carriages, and witnessed Elizabeth's kindness in moments meant for no one else. He has seen her gratitude, her warmth, her softness and understood, from the beginning, that loving her was forbidden. Because Elizabeth Bridgerton belongs to a world he can serve, but never claim. In a society governed by rules that cannot bend, their feelings are dangerous things, unspoken, unseen, and impossible to ignore. And yet, love has a way of growing even in the spaces it is not allowed to exist. This is a story of privilege and restraint, of devotion held in silence, and of a young woman raised to believe in love only to discover that the heart does not care who it is meant to belong to. Bridgerton S2-S4

🏴‍☠️🔥☠️ ── OPLA┊❪ ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ ᴀɴᴅ ᴢᴏʀᴏ ! ❫ ##. ❛ 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ❜ ࿔*:･ﾟ a ONE PIECE LIVE ACTION fanfiction. ╭──╯ IN WHICH ━━ in a seafaring world, two young pirate captains sets out with their crew to attain the titles of the pirate kings, and to discover the mythical treasure known as 'one piece' ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ꒰ 👒🦊 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ ❪ 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙿𝙸𝙴𝙲𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 ❫ ❪ 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙾𝙽𝙴 ━━ ? ❫ ❪ 𝙵𝙴𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙴! 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝚇 𝚉𝙾𝚁𝙾 & 𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙹𝙸 ❫ ❪ ©-𝙷𝙰𝚉𝚉𝙰𝚆𝙲𝙺𝙳 ❫ ❪ COVER BY ETERNITYEI ❫ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

Princess Mariela Targaryen - daughter of King Daeron the Good, Princess of Dragonstone, wife to both Prince Baelor Breakspear and Prince Maekar - stands at the heart of House Targaryen's fragile unity. In 209 AC, she arrives at Ashford Meadow with her husbands and sons for a tourney meant to celebrate chivalry. Instead, it reveals fractures.

━━━ 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 | ❝ oh, itadori. gojo-sensei's gonna kill you if he finds out you like his sister. ❞ ▬▬▬▬ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵: yuuji itadori falls for his pretty white-haired classmate at his school on sendai, not knowing she's a gojo. ;) ❝ i don't mind being beaten up if it means you'll get to tend my wounds. ❞ ❝ that's it, i'm not using my reversed cursed technique on you anymore. ❞ ❝ i was teasing you- wait! you're blushing! ❞ yuuji itadori 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 pre-shibuya arc - post-shinjuku showdown arc ©banana-bia

They say the gods gave her a heart too gentle for her house...But perhaps it was that gentleness-delicate and defiant-that made her most dangerous of all. --- Aegon the Conqueror X Female OC PRE-HOTD

Aizawa's POV The stench of salt and decay clung to the air, heavy enough to choke on. My boots sank into mud and debris as I moved through what used to be Hoshima Town. The streets were drowned, cars half submerged, and windows shattered. "What the hell happened here?" I muttered. Beside me, Best Jeanist adjusted his collar, "No reports of storms, no seismic activity. This wasn't nature." Endeavor stepped ahead. "Hoshima was known for its still waters, the sea so calm it mirrored the stars. Now it's a graveyard." His voice was low, edged with restrained anger. Bodies floated between buildings, faces pale and still. The smell of brine and rot pressed into my lungs. Three thousand lives gone without warning. Jeanist's voice cracked slightly. "An entire town erased overnight." I kept walking, scanning through the haze, when Endeavor halted near a collapsed carriage. He was speaking quietly. I approached. "Endeavor, what-" Then I saw her. A small girl crouched inside the rusted carriage, drenched, shaking, eyes glassy with fear. Her tiny fingers clutched her knees, knuckles white. My heart sank. "A... child survived?" Boku no Hero Academia belongs to the owner Kohei Horikoshi. The only thing that belongs to me are the original characters that aren't from the anime

𝙏𝙊 𝙍𝙐𝙉: 𝙏𝙤 𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣, 𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙥𝙝𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚, 𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮, 𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 Best Rankings: #1 - myheroacademia #1 - Mhaxreader #1 - Shototodoroki #1- Speed #2- Izuku #1- Kirishima

Stephanie Walker is eighteen, moving across the country from Los Angeles to New York to begin her dream: law school at NYU. A new city, a new home, new friends, new everything. She's excited, but sleepless nights, old wounds, and quiet struggles follow her everywhere. She wants to live like any other college student, to blend in, to feel normal, but life hasn't been simple, and surviving on her own is harder than she expected. Every late night, every study session, every solitary drive home reminds her that life doesn't come with easy answers. Some nights, she leans on quiet habits she'd never tell anyone about, just to make it to morning. Elena Shay is thirty-two, NYU's Dean and a respected law professor. Her life is built on control, precision, and endless responsibility. At work, she's commanding, elegant, untouchable. Outside it, she's soft, warm, and human, but never careless. Elena doesn't date casually; she doesn't waste time or energy on anything that isn't worth it. She's deliberate, certain, and careful... Until Stephanie. Stephanie isn't just another student. She's sharp, captivating, and unafraid to be herself in a way that draws Elena in deeper than it should. Suddenly, the carefully maintained line between professional and personal life begins to blur. The rules, the expectations, the life Elena's worked so hard to control all scream that nothing between them can ever happen. And yet, the pull becomes impossible to ignore. As their worlds collide, Stephanie discovers a side of life she's never dared to touch: warmth, comfort, attention, and desire from someone who sees her fully, not as a girl with a "rough" childhood, but as a woman. Together, Elena and Stephanie fall into chaos, vulnerability, and longing they didn't know they were missing. Every glance, every touch, and every moment carries risk. Risk of exposure, of judgment, of everything crashing down, all shaped by the choices resting in their hands.

Princess Saera Targaryen is everything Alicent prayed would never happen. To Prince Aegon, his sister has always been his best friend, his twin flame since childhood. But when adolescence blooms, and King's Landing becomes a playground for the King and Queen's neglected firstborns, scandal, desire, drama, and reckless pleasure become their daily ritual. Meanwhile, the realm whispers. "Saera the Second," as the smallfolk call her, moves through life in the Red Keep caught between her mother's shame and regret, her father's slow decay, the first threads of usurpation beginning to stir, the quiet comfort of Helaena's friendship, the sharp, unspoken tension with Aemond- -and the bond with Aegon that no one dares name, and no God could ever sanctify. And in the shadows, someone watches her closely, proud of everything she's becoming.

You've been a vet for years, quietly caring for every patient that comes through your clinic. Most people barely notice, but he trusts you with his cats in a way he doesn't with anyone else. One fateful morning, you bump into him at your absolute worst, chaotic and distracted. Slowly, between quiet moments and shared care for their pets, you start to realize your connection runs deeper than a single encounter.