𓂃 ₊ ❝ and we would wear the same crown keep slowin' your heart down we are the gods now ❞ 𝜗 𝓲𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ 𝓸𝓻... ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ꜱᴇᴇᴍɪɴɢʟʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇxɪꜱᴛ, ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇʀꜱ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴇɴ ꜱᴛɪᴄᴋꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴀꜱ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴠᴏʟᴅᴇᴍᴏʀᴛ.

"Mumma..." I looked up as our two-year-old son climbed onto the bed. Michael was asleep against my chest, one arm around my waist, exhausted after another sleepless night. Prince reached out and gently touched his father's cheek. "Daddy hurt?" For a moment, I couldn't answer. I looked down at the man sleeping in my arms. The world called him a legend. A superstar. A king. They saw the records, the awards, the crowds that screamed his name. They saw the glitter. The spotlight. The magic. What they never saw was the strength it took to smile when his heart was breaking. What they never saw was the man who carried the weight of millions while silently carrying his own pain. Prince looked at me again. "Why Daddy hurt?" I brushed Michael's curls away from his forehead and smiled softly. "Because sometimes, sweetheart, the people who give the most love are the ones who get hurt the most." "Then who help Daddy?" My throat tightened. Because years ago, I had asked myself the same question. I had seen his future. Every tragedy. Every betrayal. Every headline. Every tear. I watched fate prepare to destroy the most beautiful soul I had ever known. And I made a choice. I refused to let it. So I fought for him. Again. And again. And again. Until the future I saw was no longer the future waiting for him. I kissed Michael's forehead as he shifted closer in his sleep. The world remembers the King of Pop. But this story isn't about a king. It's about a man who never stopped loving despite everything life threw at him. And a woman who loved him enough to change destiny itself. I saw Michael Jackson's future. And I saved him. "Book One of the Michael & His Guardian Angel series. This is where their extraordinary journey begins-a story of love, faith, sacrifice, and destiny that will continue in Book Two."

Ikigai is a Japanese concept that means your 'reason for being. ' 'Iki' in Japanese means 'life,' and 'gai' describes value or worth. Ikigai is your life purpose or your bliss. ~*~ A woman who lost everything in the hands of the person she respects the most, betrayed by those she swore to protect with her life, and then having to serve the root of all her pain. A talented and powerful kunoichi who's helpless and lost her purpose, finally finding peace with a slash in her chest at the hands of her own brother. Given another chance to live in another dimension, can she regain what she lost? Can she find a purpose to live?

Cassiopeia Potter and her friends want to leave the Wizarding World for good. A year after the end of The Battle of Hogwarts, Cassiopeia is staying at #12 Grimmuald Place for a night, when she finds a magical wardrobe, that leads her into the land of Narnia. She returns shortly after with all those she considers family.

𝓔𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐀 𝓜𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 was that doll you never wanted. A porcelain beauty left to rot in flower pressed graves that simply took the skin of a beautiful, human psychiatrist. Her beauty was one that bloomed in cherry blossoms- the dearly resident, and carefully curated center-piece to her lonely dollhouse. She never minded seeing her porcelain skin covered in blood and wept tears if that meant to know the answer to love. 𝓣hen, she looked into the mirror. 𝓢𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝓒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 was an apathetically grey heart surgeon who didn't understand love. Didn't need love. An empty soul bearing the skin of an alike empty human. He worked with careful precision and emotionless strategy that didn't require feelings, or did he believe in finding the answer to love. He didn't understand hearts, he learnt to fix them- Well, only theirs and never his own. 𝓣wo morbid souls who could never truly accept each other- or maybe just their own, distorted reflections. 𝓣hey simply follow each other, falling down into the rabbit hole- just two heartless, empty dolls, one born to save, and the other to heal fractured hearts, finding themselves in the Borderlands. 𝓣here there is no room for morality, nor principles, let alone for judging what is good and what is evil. 𝓟erhaps that is what makes humanity so beautiful to people who already lost theirs. ──── 🃚 ──── started: july 3rd 2025 status: incomplete ended: n/a

Amidst the glittering halls of Victorian high society, Marilyn Fairgrave serves as both maid and guardian to Lady Beatrice Lockwood. But behind closed doors, she is also Lady Whispershade, the anonymous author of a provocative social column that stirs gossip across London. As politics, scandal, and romance intertwine, Marilyn must navigate a dangerous web of secrets. With the Moriarty brothers watching from the shadows, and a quiet affection blooming between her mistress and the young Earl, Marilyn finds herself playing matchmaker as much as manipulator. All while keeping her own heart safely out of reach. Author's Notes: - Moriarty the Patriot does not belong to me. It was written by Ryosuke Takeuchi. - Lady Whispershade is inspired by Lady Whistledown from The Bridgerton -English is not my first language. -Beta-read by AI -There may be historical inaccuracies, please don't mind me 😬.

A Harry Potter/Iron man, Avengers ish crossover fanfiction. After the war, fifteen-year-old Viola Potter learns a secret her parents took to the grave. The man she knew as her father was actually her mother. And her biological father is Tony Stark. Armed with nothing but letters from the dead and a lifetime of unanswered questions, Viola reaches out to the father who never knew she existed. Neither of them is prepared for what comes next.

An Alternate Universe version of the Goblet of Fire. Loosely canon compliant, but very loosely. Creative liberties have been used in abundance. NOTE - FEMHarry! and TopDraco! Follow the story of Holly's life diverges from its set path the moment her name is called out as a Champion in the prestigious Triwizard Tournament which she has no desire to participate in. As uneventful as this development is, it changes her life for the better. She grapples with changing friendships and teenage romance with a certain blonde boy who's got no right being this charming. She forms unexpected alliances and cuts off people pulling her down.

The Evening Star House of the Dragon × Harry Potter The stars have always spoken to Asteria. They warned her when kingdoms would fall, when dragons would die, and when souls were destined to leave the world. For centuries, she has walked beside kings, dragons, and death itself. Immortal. Forgotten. Watching history unfold exactly as fate intended. Until Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen calls to her without ever speaking a word. Drawn back to King's Landing after decades away, Asteria arrives with one hundred loyal Dornish guards, an ancient serpent, and a dragon born beneath the stars. But she does not return for war alone. King Viserys Targaryen has only hours left to live. Rhaenyra stands alone against an entire court determined to strip her son of his birthright. And the Dance of the Dragons is about to begin. Some deaths are woven into fate. Others... Can still be changed. As old loyalties are tested, forgotten love is given one final goodbye, and ancient magic awakens beneath the stars, Asteria must decide how much of history she is willing to rewrite. History remembers dragons. History remembers fire. History remembers blood. But history never counted on the Evening Star. ✦ House of the Dragon × Harry Potter Female Harry Potter / Mistress of Death AU History remembers dragons. History remembers fire. History remembers blood. But history never counted on the Evening Star. Female Harry Potter | OC Harry | Mistress of Death | Rhaenyra Wins | Dragons | Magic | Political Intrigue | Found Family

[s. reid] Spencer Reid always had a weakness for dangerous women. ...... In which a victim of a notorious serial killer has something in common with the team at Quantico.. she excels at profiling. Vera Langford is just 18 when she survives a crime that should have ended her life. Five years later, recruited into the CIA she disappears into a world of aliases and moral compromise. Until her path crosses again with Dr. Spencer Reid, the man who once helped save her. But she's no longer the same. "Last I checked, you were-gone." "Gone, but not exactly retired it seems." spencer reid x oc [slow burn] [strangers to friends, friends to lovers] [undercover agent] [yearning] Tag: FBI, CIA, spy, undercover, victim, profiler, BAU, genius [ongoing] current word count - 190k