It's Haruno Sakura's fourth reincarnation, and her second time as a skin-changing creature of flame and destruction. The name marring her skin brings both hope and despair in equal measures, because her name in that world is rarely spoken amongst those who remember it. The name hammered into her soul is as good as a curse. One which doesn't promise a happy story, or a happy ending in the slightest. Still, it doesn't stop her from longing for that elusive feeling which has escaped her in all three of her previous lives. Because there's someone out there who's meant to love her, and Sakura knows he'll either do just that - or he'll shatter her heart beyond repair. WARNING: Contains themes of suicide and depression. PAIRINGS: Sakura/Glorfindel Crossposted on AO3 and Fanfiction.net, the link to my profile on there is in my bio. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me.

It's her last chance to make amends in that world, before she starts burning up her body at birth. With every cycle past, her mortal form in Arda grows that much more unstable, giving her that much shorter of a life before she turns her body to ash. Her soul is too strong, and too ill-suited for that which she reincarnates into. Still, her good deed to complete in that lifetime is fairly simple - she just needs to get one Frodo Baggins and what he carries to Rivendell with the aid of her chieftain. A simple task, no? Well, it would be, if her rather extensive past there doesn't decide to catch up with her first. PAIRINGS: Sakura/Glorfindel Crossposted on AO3, the link to my profile on there is in my bio. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me.

Before she was Ecthelien she was someone else, but that didn't matter. Her new parents loved her and all her strange ways. Everything was peaceful, everything was content. It didn't matter that everyone had been expecting her to be a boy. It didn't matter that she was going to be called Ecthelion if that'd been the case. At least until she played in a fountain one day. At least until one of the elves watching her jokingly called her Ecthelien of the Fountain. At least until she remembered everything. A Fem!Ecthelion-SI Fanfiction PAIRINGS: Glorfindel/OC (Fem!Ecthelion) Crossposted on AO3 and ff.net, the link to my profile for AO3 is in my bio, and my username is the same anyway. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me. I also don't own Lord of the Rings - this is called a fanfiction for a reason.

Stiles has been hiding something. Or rather someone. They had planned his stay for so long, Stiles had actually forgotten about it until recently. However, now the pack has already planned a week full of excitement. Obviously they get suspicious when Stiles cancels on them in the last second ....Is he really spending the whole week with his dad..? ....Is he even talking about his dad?? StilesXNewt All rights go to Jeff Davis, Teen Wolf, MTV and James Dashner, The Maze Runner

Losing Newt was too much for Thomas to bear, but what if he doesn't have to let go quite yet? - "I just keep seeing your face looking down at me and-" Thomas stops himself. "No. No, no, you're here." "I am," Newt says, getting serious. "You're okay." "And I thought your letter was the last pep talk," Thomas lets out a small laugh. "I should have known they'd never stop." "It's your fault for being such a bloody mess all the time," Newt jokes. - Takes place after the events of The Death Cure movie.

Persephone Jackson has survived two wars and quite frankly she didn't want to deal with another one. However, when the gods inform her about the tensions brewing in Middle Earth, the girl with nothing left to lose finds herself in a new world with a new prophecy on her hands. Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Lord of the Rings Crossover Fem! Percy Jackson Meets Middle Earth Fem!Percy/? Book 1: Do Not Go Gentle Book 2: Into That Good Night

She sees him in her dreams - a golden-haired figure in a white city, the names they call each other long forgotten. Anna thinks nothing of it. They're just dreams, and dreams have no purpose messing with reality. Until they do. PAIRINGS: Glorfindel/OC Crossposted on AO3 and ff.net, the link to my profile for AO3 is in my bio, and my username is the same anyway. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me. I also don't own Lord of the Rings - this is called a fanfiction for a reason.

When dreams stop being dreams, things get confusing. Anna is back - back in a place she once thought was just a product of her imagination. The silvery locks, bluish-grey eyes, and the pointed ears prove that much. Her dreams were memories. The same memories that led up to her death... well, her first death, before she slipped through a crack in the Halls of Mandos. Ash, blood, and fire haunt her, the sounds of a dying, burning city echoing in her head whenever she tries to rest. Coming back from death is never easy. Death leaves scars on one's very soul, but who better to heal those wounds than the company of her kin? There's only one problem. Returning to her kin in Arda means facing the elf she sacrificed her life for. The one whose heart she broke all those years ago. But she doesn't have an option to stay away. Every day the call of the sea grows stronger for him, and it's not his time just yet. He is their emissary, and it's time they finally gave something back. Even if that something happens to be the love he's convinced he lost years ago. SEQUEL TO 'REMEMBER' PAIRINGS: Glorfindel/OC Crossposted on AO3 and ff.net, the link to my profile for AO3 is in my bio, and my username is the same anyway. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me. I also don't own Lord of the Rings - this is called a fanfiction for a reason.

━ in which; Sansa Stark, Queen in the North, receives a raven from across the sea, speaking of how her dear sister had come into contact with another race of people from the mysterious, rumoured magic of the sea on Arya's desire to answer the age old question, "What's west of Westeros?" or, Sansa finds herself amongst the vikings and perhaps learns what it means to live again. 🌙 𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 + 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 ✨ set after got s8, during vikings s1 ☀️ crossover au 💫 on ao3 with the same title 🪐 loosely inspired by swimmingfox's Sansa Washed Ashore on ao3 + fanfic.net © -ahsoka 2019

⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐆𝐎 --- ( 𝙅𝘼𝙎𝙋𝙀𝙍 𝙃𝘼𝙇𝙀 ) ❝ oh, father tell me, do we get what we deserve? ❞ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- the swan boy falls for the cullen that always looks like he's in pain ( twilight ) ( jasper hale x male!oc ) ( © 2019 | llunaetic )