After a deadly raid leaves her ikran dead and her clan gone, a young Mangkwan girl drifts alone across the ocean on a makeshift raft. Found at the edge of Metkayina waters by Neteyam Sully, she is spared, despite being the enemy. Alone, she learns that strength is not just surviving the fire that tried to consume her. _____•• #1 Neytiri #1 Jack Champion #1 Mangkwan #1 Rotxo #2 afaa Start: 1/1/25 Finish: 2/12/26

Alastor x OC Valerie LaFleur, ruthless, elegant woman. In life? A manager who promises the world to those willing to sign with her, of course those are just promises. Also, she helps out her husband, Alastor, with his nightly activities. Maybe or better yet, most surely that's why they both wind up in hell. More together than ever as it seems. English is not my first language so there could be a mistake or two. Hope you like the story, thanks for reading.

OC x Carlisle Cullen / Caius When Bella Swan disappears after her wedding, her family is left with half-truths and unanswered calls. Weeks turn into months, and all Clara hears is that her sister is "sick" and "needs time." But Bella's distant words don't sound like her anymore - and the silence that follows feels like betrayal. As Bella's strange new life unfolds far away, Clara struggles to hold her family together - especially their father, who still believes his eldest daughter will come home. But when Bella finally reappears, changed in ways Clara can't explain, old wounds reopen. The sister she loved is both familiar and utterly foreign. Drawn into the orbit of the Cullens, Clara finds herself unexpectedly confiding in Dr. Carlisle Cullen - the man who once seemed only her sister's friend. His calm understanding becomes her anchor in a world that makes less and less sense. Yet the more she learns, the more she senses the truth he cannot tell her... and the quiet ache between them neither can admit. In a place where truth is deadly and love is no longer human, Clara must decide how much of her heart she's willing to risk for someone who stopped being mortal long ago.

alastor x deaf reader !! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ cover art is drawn by me damn im getting better at these ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★ you sit on crooked church steps with ink-stained hands, elegant handwriting, and a silence no one understands, except the smiling radio host who learns your hands before your name. you lose a glove; he keeps it like a relic. you sign secrets on church steps while cigarette smoke curls like confessions, and a man who hates touch lets your fingers rest on his arm. you share jokes in secret signs while the world watches, confused; because your love was never loud enough for them to understand. you are not soil, not silk. just a quiet miracle a monster could never stop listening to. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── im STARVING FOR THIS GORGEOUS MAN 🥰😍😛🥺☺️

[COMPLETED] A hundred years had passed since the war against Hybern. Life was back to normal until a fae child fell from the sky and claimed to be from another world. No one in the Night Court understood how the gate between worlds could have opened, but Azriel had an idea. It was something big. Chaotic. Dangerous. He could feel it in his bones, like thousands of strings connecting to one thing. Hear it in the whispers that traveled from the east. The shadows that sang horrendous cries of something evil shattering. And then a gate between worlds had opened. It had to be linked together. The strings all tied back to one person. His mate. A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic with mentions of the Throne of Glass world. May contain sensitive content. The art of Azriel on the cover belongs to: Merwild

"I don't care what they think Laya. I want 𝐲𝐨𝐮. Is that too much to ask?" He said, frustration prevalent in his voice. "We can't just-" She paused and looked down. "We need time, which isn't really available right now." He sighed, nodded, and picked up her hand and kissed it. "Just tell me when." Neteyam x OC

"All along there was some, invisible string!"