Rebekah was strangely intune with the Magic around her, either being the 'perfect' niece in the Dursley household, or the nightmare that could burn their house down. She only hoped that Voldemort would stop trying to kill her every year, it was starting to get boring now. Fem!Harry. Grey!Harry Slytherin!Harry

IVY ODAIR(NÈE EVERDEEN) had always dreamed of dragons for as long as she could remember. Whenever she closed her eyes she would travel to a land much different than her own,where she was the daughter of a Queen,where she had brothers and step-sisters,a mother who was present,and a step-father who loved them more than anything. Other nights,she dreamed of heavy rain and flying on a dragon,yelling a name,and flying through the clouds before everything turns dark. But this wasn't true. It wasn't real. These dreams weren't real. Or were they? IN WHICH IVY ODAIR together with many others are thrown into the room to watch the last three years of her life. OR IN WHICH RHAENYRA TARGARYEN mourns the loss of her oldest daughter while trying to find peace and comfort while watching her new life. (I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES FRANCHISE OR HOUSE OF THE DRAGON)

Thalia grimaced. 'I know a place we can go, but Annabeth won't like it.' Percy couldn't care less of Annabeth's feelings on the matter, he just needed her to be safe. - On paper, Anne Elizabeth was born to the notorious Bruce Wayne and Athena Parthenos but if you would ask her, she didn't consider them family. To Annabeth, family was the ones you chose and she would do anything for them. Even if they were blown up in Ethiopia, transpired into a Pine Tree, and became as jaded as the sharp rocks she used to hurl at the Gods. Jaded enough to push the weight of the world upon her very shoulders.... Well, Annabeth would do anything for her family. Just another Anne Elizabeth wayne story. Lots of Mythology x Gotham worldbuilding. Crossposted on Ao3.

❝ 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐑𝐊, 𝐈'𝐌 𝐀 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐔𝐒! ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 an overly sarcastic quirkless young teen drives to be a hero unlike any other. being quirkless wasn't a hindrance for she was a certified genius; creating a high-tech weaponized armored suit as her ticket to the hero world. ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑, the burning desire for a better society had blossomed her unbridled ambition to reach the sun, gradually melting her wings as she descended, from the vast cosmos to the pit of void, where nothingness had awaken her from the world she deluded herself in. [ bnha various x avenger!reader ] © marvel / stan lee © bnha / kohei horikoshi © genius / VER4LUVS

Talia Al Ghul is dead. Or was she? Talia Al Ghul may have died , but she lived on. Lived on as a queen she is meant to be. As Alicent Hightower. :Or Talia Al Ghul reincarnated as Alicent Hightower. DC Injustice Comics/Movie x HoTD/ Fire and Blood Crossover https://archiveofourown.org/works/49413019 Just a self indulgent fic. You could also read my fic at Archive on Our Own! I posted it first there. It's already more than 30 chapters available in AO3.

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if i knew it all then, would i do it again? - a story in which the bastard daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne with no ambition or lust for power won the heart of a man who could never stop wanting, even when the price was far too high | crossposted on ao3 | | all rights belong to George RR Martin, HBO, and Warner Bros, save for my OC, Shaera Velaryon | cover by @bluecoffeebeanz on tumblr, support the artist pls! they did this as a new years gift and I've finally put it here :,) Do NOT use the art here for your aemond and oc, this is shaera and aemond made for green lies black hearts best rankings - #1 Aegon Targaryen (somehow) - 10/9/24 #1 Religious Guilt - Ongoing #1 Alicent Hightower - 05/19/25 #1 Lucerys Velaryon - 12/22/2025 #2 Fire And Blood - 12/18/24 #2 Game of Thrones - 04/13/25 #26 Tragedy - 06/28/25

"I ache for the touch of your lips, dear, but much more for the touch of your whips dear." ༒︎ When Lucifer fell, he wasn't alone. [Y/N] Pyrebloom, a fellow seraphim, was by his side, swayed by his ideas and knowledge and when presented with Heaven's hypocrisy and lies, chose to follow him to the depths below. She stayed loyal to her friend, and over time became his right-hand to the throne of Hell and adopted a knack for torture when she needed to get her way. Needless to say, she was bound to get kicked out of Heaven eventually. When the annual post-extermination day ball rolls around, [Y/N] finds herself in the usual spectacles of extravagancy and light that is the gala, with Overlords, Deadly Sins, and other high-class Denizens of Hell alike all dressed in ritzy suits and ties and over-the-top, sparkling ball gowns. What she didn't expect, however, was to come across a certain classy burgundy-and-ebony-haired Overlord who seemed to delight in the pain her presence brought him. She knew him. It was her he had sold his soul to. ︎ ༒︎ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Alastor x Reader] [Lucifer x Reader] [Vox x Reader] [Contains Smut] ༒︎ #2 in #hazbinhotel out of 1,000+ #4 in #alastor out of 1,000+ ༒︎ Disclaimer: I do not own the Hazbin Hotel franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ༒︎ Began: March 26, 2024 Completed: ??? Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: ??? ༒︎ FANFICTION OF: Hazbin Hotel

When Uchiha Kaida died during the war, she expected to finally find peace with her fallen clan... but the will of fire never truly goes out. (Uchiha OC X Jujutsu Kaisen) (Gojo Satoru X Uchiha! OC)'

Various!Record of Ragnarok x reader ---------------------------------------------------------------- "Why do you hate the gods, Lady [Name]?" He had expected her face to contract in anger when he worded the question. Rage, resentment, animosity - anything of the like. But Hermes was instead met with a vacant smile. Her eyes void of any emotion. "Because you do not know the feeling of loss, and yet you take." ---------------------------------------------------------------- "Four years", she told herself. Four years had passed since the war. Four years since the people of Erilea had fought the Valg King and his forces and stood victorious. "It's over", she told herself. But she could not deny that some of those scars had yet to heal - and a small part of her wondered if they ever would. The queen looked over the horizon, at the land of sun-bleached cliffs and white-capped seas, of cascading waterfalls and flowing rivers. Looked at the home she had so vigorously fought to protect, to nurture. Looked at this land of beauty and wonder, and at the constructions of the city that were almost complete, as the locals merrily flocked the streets. Looked at Terrasen; her home. Her kingdom. "It's over," she repeated. However, destiny must have not aligned with her will because not long after a mysterious figure appeared at the palace gates, requesting her to participate in a tournament that would decide the fate of humanity. She felt inclined to say no. But the valkyrie's next words made her reconsider. "The gods wish to end humanity." And an opportunity like never before presented itself. A chance to punish those divine beings that had wronged her and her people. To exact revenge for what they had done to her world. The queen accepted.