❝ Don't hold me like you know me I would rather burn forever ❞ ( JACK ABBOT 𝓧 Fem oc ) ( DENNIS WHITAKER 𝓧 Fem oc ) ( The Pitt 𝓧 Fem oc ) ( T0UNGET1ED ╱ 2025 ) © T0ungeT1ed

Maeli Carter had one goal in life: to be known for helping people. That was it. She didn't want to be known for nothing else. She didn't want a spotlight. She wanted stable. And she most definetly will not let herself be defined by being someones girlfriend. So, she had her EMT certification, she was on her way to becoming a paramedic, and that's when she meets him. And at first its nothing, just a random guy saving her from a stuck zipper that won't budge no matter how hard she tries. But then the months go by. Suddenly he's not a random guy, he's Ilia Malinin. Olympic figure skater. And at some point Maeli Carter slowly finds herself changing her one goal. She finds herself the subject of TikTok edits and sports articles and a very not stable life. Because at some point Maeli Carter finds herself being called Ilia Malinin's girlfriend. And she's not mad about it.

Artemis Black was raised on a battlefield. A weapon forged by her father and a princess by right of conquest. Now in order to establish relations with England, the second eldest daughter of King Mikael Black must marry a man of English nobility. But just how does a war general act like a Lady? (Anthony Bridgerton x OC) (Eloise Bridgerton x OC)

Queen Charlotte did not believe in coincidence. She believed in design. From her throne, she observed the ballroom as a general might survey a battlefield-every movement calculated, every whisper a weapon, every marriage a maneuver. The ton believed themselves clever, believed love and scandal ruled the Season. They were wrong. Power did. That was why she had summoned her niece from across the sea. Princess Amara Charlotte Obeng stood now at the far end of the hall, her presence subtle yet unmistakable, like the hush before a storm. She wore no diamonds yet-only gold worked delicately against her dark skin, an echo of her homeland. Her posture was flawless, her expression serene, but Queen Charlotte knew better. Amara was brilliant. Observant. Dangerous. And across the room stood a man who had no idea his life was about to be dismantled. Anthony Bridgerton, Viscount Bridgerton, pillar of English nobility, champion of duty, enemy of love. Perfect. The Queen's lips curved, ever so slightly. Let the game begin

[Male! Wednesday Addams x Reader] ❝𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒏 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆'𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉...❞ -❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝒎𝒆? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝗺𝗲?❞ ••• -❝𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆... 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈❞ season 1: in progress season 2: ×

A god falls into a world at war. A queen stands on the edge of madness. Together, they threaten to remake fate itself. Thrown across the multiverse by a fractured Bifrost, Thor Odinson-last prince of a fallen Asgard-crashes into Westeros on the eve of the Long Night. His arrival stirs ancient magic buried in weirwood roots and Valyrian steel, awakening legends older than dragons... legends of thunder-gods who once walked this world. In Winterfell, Thor meets Daenerys Targaryen-exiled queen, breaker of chains, mother of dragons-already drowning in betrayal and prophecy. Where others see a foreign god, she sees a kindred soul forged from loss and fire. Their bond burns fast and violent: thunder answering dragonfire, grief igniting desire, power colliding with destiny. As the dead march south and kingdoms fracture, Thor brings Asgardian warcraft into Westerosi battlefields, reshaping prophecy itself. But love may prove more dangerous than any dragon-especially when it stands between Daenerys and the throne she was born to claim. When gods fall for queens... the world burns or is reborn. An epic crossover romance of storm and flame, where thunder breaks chains, dragons ride lightning, and destiny is rewritten in blood and fire.

atwowxoc What does one do when they wake up in a universe they barely understood-a world ripped straight from a movie they didn't even bother paying attention to? The towering trees shimmer with bioluminescent veins, alien skies stretching endlessly above, the clear blue waters yet none of it feels familiar. It's beautiful, breathtaking even, but hollow. Her mind claws for memories, fragments slipping through her fingers like grains of sand, scattering before she can hold on. Faces blur, voices echo faintly, and the warmth of what was once home fades like smoke in the wind. The inability to let go gnaws at her chest, a weight heavier than gravity itself. But the world doesn't wait for grief. The air hums with life-creatures darting through glowing foliage, rivers pulsing like liquid sapphire. It's time. Time to open her eyes, to breathe in this strange new reality, and move forward. Because standing still means drowning in the past, and here, survival demands motion. She takes a step. The ground feels alive beneath her feet, and for the first time, she wonders if this isn't punishment, but a chance-a terrifying, exhilarating chance to rewrite everything.

Eyes that held a thousand tales, those once lifeless teal orbs now resurrected by the mercy of Eywa. It was not her time, nor her battle to fight, yet she fought with unparalleled vigor, fearlessly striving to protect those she cherished. A new tale unfolds, a new battle begins. This time, she will fight harder, stronger, with the spirit of Eywa guiding her every move. --- Talua returns to the sanctuary of Pandora, a world of breathtaking beauty. Yet, she knows her time with her family is fleeting, for a new and ominous fire burns, its source unknown. The Ash People have discovered, The Seed Bearer (warnings; contains blood, violence, sexual themes) (This is just a thought, prediction of what i think will happen in Avatar: The seed bearer as it has not been released yet)

Harry didn't expect his fourteenth birthday to be very different from his last few. But he was wrong. Boy, was he wrong. (harry potter x harem fic) (this ship is so slowburn it is physically painful) cross-posted on ao3.

ᴅɪsᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ Hailey Potter finally has had enough. She's sick and tired of being used for 'the greater good' when really, it's not for the good of all. It's for the good of Dumbledore. Now, she isn't just going to randomly join Voldemort. No. She's starting her own group. Her own revolution against the Light and Dark. "ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜɪs sʜᴀᴅᴇ ɪs ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʜᴏᴛ."