Maeve knows better than this, surely. She knows better than to stay on the path his gaze will follow. She knows better than to let him get under her skin. But Maeve is a masochist. Or is it sadist? She always gets the two mixed up. follow me on tumblr (fuckit-thestrokes) for more interaction and such :3

IN WHICH the heiress to grunge is swooned by the king of garage rock in a lifelong affair over the span of three decades, always fervidly dancing on the edge of crashing and burning... [2000s JULIAN CASABLANCAS x GROUPIE!OC]

in which one of them dies in the end book 2 (sequel to venus) femocxspencer

·° 。: ✰ : ·° 。 ❝ i think you have the most beautiful mind. ❞ ❪ spencer reid x fem!oc ❫ euphemire ©2024

Eurydice was a hungry young girl. Haymitch Abernathy ╱ 2025 cover by @pearliere ♡

It's a regular Friday evening when Ophelia boards the metro into the centre of Amsterdam. There's a golden retriever sitting across from her, in between the legs of a man who seems oddly familiar. A conversation strikes. What follows is a series of destined run-ins. Amsterdam may be small, but these coincidences are too perfect to be chance. Ophelia knows that there's something about this man that is fated. One small detail is that this man is famous. The kind of famous that means he roams through the city with sunglasses and caps and scarves to stay anonymous. But somehow, Ophelia breaks through his mask and they become friends. For the first time in a long time, she allows herself to begin to feel. She lets herself bask in his humour, his warm presence, his charm. And it's sweet like honey. ~~~ Jacob is in Amsterdam for a job-nothing more. He likes the city enough, but he begins to love it when he makes a friend. But making friends means taking root, and before he knows what is happening he can't imagine leaving Amsterdam. But he has to. Life goes on, and someday he's going to break the spell and move back to Hollywood, even when he hates it there. Ophelia's sweet like honey, but maybe she's too sweet for him. Only time will tell.

❝you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, and I don't wanna go home right now❞ ― glenn rhee x oc ― season 1-7 FIRST PLACE 2024 fanfic awards © bairdsrhee, 2024 cover by togeez

STARRY EYED ⋆⋅ 𖤓 ⋅⋆ "i was your starry-eyed lover and the one that you saw. i was your hurricane rider and the one that you'd call." The Outer Banks were filled with ghosts. Some haunted the shore. Others lived inside you. [a 'outer banks' fanfic] season 1 - finale [released: 10/7/25] [finished: ] do not copy my work. [rankings] #1 in lola tung 17/6/2026 #1 in joseph zada 17/6/2026 #1 in johnbroutlegde 17/6/2026

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇: Passion is a burning fire that will consume them both Or "I probably won't remember any of this tomorrow." There was a flicker of hurt, maybe even a sliver of fear. "Do you want to?" She shook her head slowly, her words slurring as she spoke, her voice barely more than a sigh. "It'd be better if I didn't," she whispered, nestling closer, her face hidden in the crook of his neck. Season 3+ Rafe Cameron Rafecameronxfem!oc Cover: @aastratta

'𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘦.' Spencer prides himself on his ability to detect lies, to spot the tiniest inconsistencies in a person's story - it's the one thing he's always been able to rely on. Which is why he feels such a disdain for the BAU's newest member. Unlike the rest of the team, he isn't fooled by her veneer of normalcy. There's something off about her; a lack of warmth in her smiles, a lack of light behind her eyes... She's hiding something, he knows she is. He just needs to prove it, and her 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 will come crashing down. [ A Spencer Reid x Reader ]