She should have paid attention to Uncle Wong's lesson on the rules of travelling through different dimensions. Instead, after blacking out and fighting against rogue sorcerers, she finds herself in a world that should exist on a page of her favourite childhood books. Now stranded, the sorceress finds herself remembering a past that she knew couldn't exist. But glimpses when she was a little girl of a white city, jewels and grey eyes: Illyria begins to question what really happened before she was found in Kamar-Taj. Before being taken in by The Ancient One - and way before meeting Stephen Strange. - Set During the Events of The Hobbit - - Post-WandaVision and Spiderman: FFH - - The First Installment of The Oialea Series - #9 in Lotr (03/2022) #1 in Elrond (08/2022) #3 in Tolkien (08/2022)

His feelings for her were much more than an infatuation. Their love started as a sapling of denial and bloomed into something too beautiful to destroy. or Florence Spring knew for a fact that many people at school hated her, but she was sure that no one hated her more than Eddie-the freak-Munson, where their mutual hatred for one another collided, creating an outcome that neither of them would ever have expected. fem oc x Eddie Munson

popular twitch streamer coraline abbot was asked to join the dreamSMP only to develop feelings for a dorky, cute, wholesome streamer named karl jacobs. -or- in which two streamers fall in love. --- karl jacobs fanfiction NOT a karl jacobs x reader (lower case intended) --- highest rankings: 1st: captainpuffy 1st: callahan 1st: karlojacobs 1st: content creator 1st: streamer 1st: minecraft 1st: karljacobs 1st: youtuber 1st: youtube 1st: twitch 1st: influencer 1st: dsmp 1st: tubbo 2nd: karl 2nd: georgenotfound 2nd: sapnap 2nd: dreamwastaken 2nd: quackity 3rd: tommyinnit

the avatar's big sister // legend of korra ――✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*―― ❝ there was something hidden inside those sharp sapphire eyes, ones that shun brighter than the south sea at dawn, ones that glew almost as if they became a barrier to conceal the pain and suffering of the mistakes and regrets of the past behind it. ❞ "katrina of the southern water tribe" was her everyday role in society living amongst the capricious four nations and her sole purpose was to protect her younger sister, who just happened to be the master of all four elements and bridge between the material worlds and the spirit realm. but alas, if being the older sister to a stubborn, determined, and very head-strong avatar wasn't enough, she had to also face and live the dire consequences of her secret past, all simply because she was foolish enough to learn the forbidden sub-practice of her element. ★ ★ ★ -legend of korra [book 1-book 4] -general iroh II x oc

She is everything he can't have... and yet, he refuses to live without her. It's almost heart-wrenching how much he loves Venus. [ "it will always be you, c." ]

Most people don't know that It exists. It haunts her everyday. It taunts her to do horrible things for her "protection", and when she gets angry, and It takes over, It shows no mercy. That's why Amara is perfectly happy to be alone. But of course, there's always that little something that makes the plan fall apart. Amara's happens to come in the form of a certain silver-haired speedster she's convinced is determined to ruin her life. But when fate throws them into a mission that forces them to learn to cooperate with each other in their most desperate moments, will they be able to overcome their differences? Or will it lead to their ultimate doom? ***** A Peter Maximoff Fanfiction Set about a year after X-Men Apocalypse ***** WARNINGS: Mature themes include smut, swearing, torture (real nasty stuff), extreme violence and blood, attempted suicide, and mentions of rape ***** I don't own any of the X-Men or Marvel characters, only any of the characters you don't recognize! ***** started: july 9th 2021 completed: august 19th 2022

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ A story in which he texts a random number as a dare and meets a famous skater girl. Or Alex messages Roux as a dare but doesn't realize what the future has in store for them. ---------------- Quackity x fem oc! !! Quackity please don't read this if you see it, i will 100% unpublish it do to how uncomfortable it would make me. Thank you <3 !! ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ #1 in Innit #1 in Alexis #1 in Skatergirl #1 in quackityhq 11/7/21 (WTF OMG TYSM?!) Cover made by me <3 created ⋮ 02.08.21 finished ⋮ 09.26.21

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.