Mice were common creatures inside the homes of District Nine. A constant reminder of their failure during the rebellion. Originally released by their oppressors as a form of biological weapons, it wasn't uncommon to see their descendant's scurrying the dirt streets. When the Capitol learned of them being easily slayed during the war, they modified the failed jabberjays to attack anyone who harmed the disease carriers. A trait that the Mockingjay sadly kept. To this day the people of Nine can't go near a mouse without the birds attacking. As after all... what was a Mockingjay without a Mouse by their side? ༻❁༺ pre hunger games, to mockingjay part two

you cannot kill me in a way that matters. © taryn → twilight saga → new moon - eclipse completed: 21/05/2021 cover by @bayports

Blood so traitorous it clots. Larkin Travers is a mourner, through and through. The last two years of her life have been defined by her loss. It is not just her fiancé who has been taken, but her mother, her career, even the hope that one day she could overcome the sins that contaminate her family name. In some ways, it is good that Fred Weasley isn't around to witness her struggle. A visit from an old classmate suddenly leaves her life reeling when she discovers that maybe, however slim the possibility there might be, Fred Weasley did not die in the war. Now, she has a chance to make right the seconds where she lost everything. Larkin Travers would do anything to make it so Fred was alive and yet, there is nothing he can do to convince her to be with him again.

Blood so traitorous it curdles. Larkin Travers is a pureblood, through and through. The sorting hat barely had time to touch her head before putting her in Slytherin. Her family is one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, and they are hoping to keep it that way. With enormous pressure from her parents, Larkin has little time to find a suitable husband to bring home. She's never been the daughter they've wanted her to be, and this is finally her chance to prove herself. With whispers building in her family, with friends, she can't seem to escape, and with two annoying boys bothering her, Larkin needs to make sure that no matter what, she stays pure.

❝ there's nothing i can see; darkness becomes me... ❞ （ story by tommysmiller ) （ until dawn; female oc ） （ cover by elenafishers_ ）

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜 in which lily andrews realises she's fallen in love with her totally stupid, self-obsessed best friend.

"And who might you be?" His dark eyes darted back and forth between her blue ones, unreadable yet searching and she barely suppressed a shiver. She knew the question was a formality, his tone indicated he knew who she was. At the very least, he knew what she was. "Andy." "Andy." Her name rolled off his tongue, slowly, as if he was savoring the taste. He could have very well been, her heart was pumping very quickly, the scent carrying her fear. "How charming... my name rare one, is Elijah Mikaelson." ********* Ranking as of 12/15/19 #4 for #Mikaelson As of 2/16/20 #1 for #Salvatore As of 01/26/20 #3 for #Gilbert As of 2/12/20 #8 for #Elijah As of 4/27/20 #1 for #damonsalvatore

♡ꨄ⚔︎ꨄ♡ "Wake me up if anything interesting happens, like Cheong-San being bitten, I want front row seats." ♡ꨄ⚔︎ꨄ♡ - Cheong-San x Oc. All of us are dead season 1. - Started:4/2/22. Ended:26/2/22. Words: 50,366. Used to be titled 'infinite'. - #1 in #cheongsan ~10/2/22

A biographical step-by-step guide on how to survive the Monster Apocalypse... With unwanted company, that is. LOVE AND MONSTERS JOEL DAWSON © wolvisms 2021 Cover by @marwrites4you