ART IS FROM ILDRAWS ON INSTAGRAM Born into the storm of courtly whispers and dragonfire, Princess Aelora Targaryen never chose the life that was laid before her. As the second daughter of King Viserys I, and twin to the son who had been wanted for decades, she was raised beneath the shadow of her sister Rhaenyra's claim and her brother who did not live longer than a day, torn between the warmth of Alicent Hightower's affection and the bitter chill of palace politics. But fate carved a different path for her. Sent north in an arranged marriage to Cregan Stark, Lord of Winterfell, Aelora was exiled from the only home she'd ever known. What began as duty became something more-a quiet, enduring love. -- I've decided that even though this fic is an OC x Cregan pairing, and the Targaryens are canonically white, I want to be more mindful of my readers, many of whom are women of color. From now on, Aelora's skin tone will not be described in a way that restricts her to a specific race. I'll also be editing past chapters to reflect this change. This way, readers can envision her in a way that feels more inclusive and representative of a variety of identities. You guys are also encouraged to point out paragraphs and chapters where it's obvious that she's being described as white, so I can modify it and make it more inclusive. I've seen multiple discussions on Tumblr about how the fanfic community often lacks inclusivity for women of color. Even in fics where the OC is supposed to be the legitimate daughter of Rhaenyra and Laenor, they're often still described as white. I want to do better, and even though my fic is an OC, I want all of you to feel seen and represented

'We... we took the wrong girl.' 'So, you're telling me that we just kidnapped someone?' Getting abducted was not in the bingo cards, yet somehow it's exactly what won you the lottery.

War has returned to Pandora, and it's following the Sully's. Leaving their home and people behind, they journey far beyond their borders and meet the Metkayina. Kovek is the first born son of the clan leader and Tsahik. He is considered precious to his tribe because of his clear and powerful connection to Eywa. When he meets Neteyam Sully, however, his parents' neatly structured plans for his life are threatened. With outsider's living in their waters and a battle dawning, will they be able to keep their son on the path they made for him?

Celebríel is the first-born daughter of Lord Elrond and Lady Celebrían, though her parentage is not easily recognized. Unlike her other siblings, she does not carry the features of her father. Rather, she bears a striking resemblance to her grandmother, the Lady Galadriel, with deep golden hair and a tall, slender figure; though her silver-ringed evergreen eyes belong to her alone. On her first visit to Mirkwood with her brothers Elladan and Elrohir, she is both enraptured and mystified by the strangely different Woodland Realm, particularly with a certain ill-tempered prince. Her distaste for him proves to be mutual, but something else simmers beneath the surface. Days turn into weeks, and Celebríel and Legolas must work together as challenges arise from both Mirkwood and Rivendell. But as she and the prince grow closer, Celebríel begins to question whether it is truly fate that ties the thread between them. For the Woodland Realm is enmeshed in secrets, and all may not be what it seems when they begin to unravel... ~~~ Book 1 of the "Daughter of Lórien" Trilogy [LotR Fanfiction] This story occurs before the events of The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings. *I own nothing except my original characters. All rights to their owners.* (Cover art by Eleonor Piteira) Highest Ratings: #1 in Legolas #1 in LotR #1 in Tolkien #1 in lotrfanfiction #7 in lordoftherings #1 in Mirkwood #2 in Elves

Part 2 of President Yang's Request series After the success of his first scandal, President Yang sets out on another mission for his next artist. This is how a Butterfly tames a Dragon.

Violet Potter has been at war for her entire life. It all started almost 27 years ago when Voldemort killed her parents and tried to kill her brother, only to be reduced to a soul himself. When she and her brother vanquished the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters, she thought war was over. However, when her old friend comes asking for her help, how can she say no? It's not so bad. The Mirkwood King is terribly charming. Besides, she was built for war. HARRY POTTER X THE HOBBIT CROSS OVER fem!OC x Thranduil [ TH: Unexpected Journey - TH: Battle of the Five Armies ] Started: [ March 29th, 2023 ] CROSS-POSTED ON AO3 ONLY HIGHEST RANKING: #14 on Thranduil [ June 24th, 2023 ] #1 on Lord of the Rings [ August 23rd, 2024 ] #2 on Gandalf [ August 16th, 2023 ] #18 on Thorin Oakenshield [ August 23rd, 2024 ] #3 on Fili [ January 29th, 2024 ] #6 on Mirkwood [ July 8th, 2024 ] #52 on Potter [ August 23rd, 2024 ]

"In her eyes, the sadness sings of one who was destined for greater things." [Lang Leav] Davina Roswell was the forgotten princess of an otherwise-extinct race. She had became a wanderer over the years, until Gandalf approached her about a dwarfish quest to reclaim Erebor and reminded her about the prophecy fortold of the Nymali Viator. Although reluctant, and annoyed with Gandalf's insisting that her powers were a blessing instead of the curse she viewed them to be, Davina joins the expedition. Immediately upon meeting, she and Thorin Oakenshield are at each other's throats... but a lot can change over the course of a journey as perilous as this. © The Hobbit/LOTR belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien (books) and Peter Jackson (films). I only own my OC Davina Roswell and her story.

She wasn't just any ordinary elf; she bore the weight of royalty, driven by a deep sense of responsibility and compassion. Thus, when a letter beckoned her to Greenwood and a wizard hinted at her pivotal role in a daring quest, she wasted no time in journeying to Bree. Her anticipation soared, only to be surpassed by the extraordinary events that unfolded. Amidst it all, she found herself forming unexpected bonds with a people she once scorned, and against all odds, her heart opened to embrace not only thirteen dwarves but also a courageous Hobbit. Embark on a journey where alliances shatter prejudice, and amidst the unlikeliest of companions, love blooms.

𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕. 𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕... 𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑻𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑻𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. ~𝒩.𝑅. 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓉 [𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜] • #𝟏 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐥 • #𝟏 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 • #𝟏 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐫 • #𝟏 𝐀𝐫𝐝𝐚 • #𝟏 𝐎𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 • #𝟏 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐝 • #𝟏 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐟 • #𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

He stood still, but no less vibrant at the prow. Glorfindel, formerly known as Laurëfindelë, would set foot in Aman once more, after 4500 years of absence. And the moment his ship touches the beloved shores, he would climb the Taníquetil to petition the Valar. For on earth, Eleanor fervently awaited his return. Special kudos to Magali Villeneuve who authorised me to use her beautiful illustration. www.magali-villeneuve.com