Milo was tired of having the same dreams every night. A romantic life with a charming handsome amber-eyed blonde boy. Good in theory, but it was getting in the way of their life, and hey it's depressing to dream of a hot boyfriend every night and wake up single every day in real life! Milo wasn't even sure this boy existed in real life... Until Milo meets him their first day of college realizing that his personality isn't exactly dreamy. (ONC 2026 entry)

"But dear, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 killed them." Anastasija has been plagued by nightmares ever since she was nine, since 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺, and it has only gotten worse now after ten years when the thing from her nightmares seems to have returned and this time, will take more than all she holds dear......

Austin isn't from Stardew Valley, that much he knows. The rest? Barely at all. Ever since waking up on the bus from one of his favorite video games, he's been unable to reclaim his memories of life before winding up here. Seeing no other feasible way to return, Austin sets out to reach "perfection", thus completing the game and hopefully earning his ticket back home. Wherever that is. As for the Valley as a whole, well it isn't quite the world Austin has known for all the years he's known it. With the villagers no longer being a string of 1s and 0s, and in turn, real people with complex emotions, he finds that the valley is in a worse state than he ever realized. Can he be the missing piece to bring things together? Or only drive it further apart? And for someone who isn't from this world at all, how much of a difference could he really make? Cue Alex, the guy Austin wrote off a couple years ago as a stereotypical Dude-Bro Jock who probably wears too much cologne, and the villager he despises the most. The one who Austin never expected to be the one to show him how much of a difference one person can make. Status: Ongoing Platform(s): Wattpad

Nicolás Voss siempre ha sentido que algo faltaba en su vida, un vacío que ni la rutina ni sus amigos logran llenar. Todo cambia el día que conoce a Darian Ashford, un joven carismático y enigmático que parece llevar consigo un mundo propio. Lo que empieza como un encuentro casual se convierte en una conexión intensa, dulce y peligrosa, donde cada mirada y cada palabra revelan secretos, miedos y deseos que ninguno esperaba confrontar. Pero el pasado de Darian, y las inseguridades de Nico, amenazan con romper la frágil armonía entre ellos. Entre risas, confesiones y silencios que pesan, ambos descubrirán que amar también duele... y que a veces, el corazón debe aprender a arriesgarse para vivir plenamente. El final queda abierto, dejando al lector imaginar si este amor sobrevivirá a las pruebas del destino.

Reese Herron x Dessy Mendenhall (OC) the prompt for this WAS from the ONC NOT SEXUALIZING PLEASE DON'T COME FOR ME IN MY SLEEP IT'S JUST A FANFIC!

Once, Mallory feared death. But that was before she made a deal with a demon. Now immortal, she has lived for centuries, alone, watching the world change around her. She's ready for it all to end - to move on to whatever comes after. But as she seeks out Korvux, the demon who holds her deal, she will discover that Death itself knows her name. And he is not willing to let her go.

He started receiving letters that knew everything about him. His secrets. His fears. His past. But he never wrote them. And the scariest part wasn't who sent them. It was why.

Everyone on campus loves him. He's polite, brilliant, effortlessly beautiful-the kind of person professors remember and strangers trust. He has friends everywhere, confidence I envy, and a life that seems painfully easy to exist inside. Except when I walk into the room. For reasons I don't understand, I'm the only person he treats with icy distance. Glares instead of smiles. Sharp words instead of kindness. And the harder I try to ignore it, the more it gets under my skin. I came to college on a soccer scholarship, but soccer isn't my dream. Law is. Politics is. I've worked too hard to let anyone make me feel like I don't belong here. What I don't know is that he remembers me. From a childhood I barely recall. From a moment I never thought twice about. From a sentence that ruined everything. And now, in Law school, I'm doing it all over again, without even knowing it. *ONC ROUND 3 QUALIFIER, ROUND 2 AMBASSADORS PICK*

For six years, Amaya Evans has loved someone she has never met. At least not in person. Every night she returns to the same dream: a sunrise field, a rain-soaked courtyard, a faceless stranger who smells like cherries and dark chocolate and feels like forever. She doesn't know their name. She doesn't know if they're even real. But she knows she would love them until the day she dies. In the real world, her life couldn't look more perfect. She's known as England's Darling, adored by millions, dating the golden boy everyone approves of. Alexander Hawthorne is kind, charming, and everything she's supposed to want. So why does loving him feel like a choice? A choice that she's not sure she wants to say yes to. When the dreams begin to grow sharper and the stranger feels closer than ever, Amaya must decide whether to follow the life that makes sense or risk everything for a love she's only ever known in her sleep. Because sometimes, the person you've been waiting for your whole life is closer than you think.