The job hunt two years ago, back when you first quit jujutsu to jumpstart your life, had already felt like you were dying. You were hopeless then; lost, wandering, trying to resuscitate a part of yourself that you didn't even know existed. After graduating then promptly quitting jujutsu, you bounced from minimum-wage job to job. You pretended not to see the cursed energy hanging damp on the shoulders of your friends and family. You pleaded with Gods you knew didn't exist for a fresh restart on a life that would most likely end short. Above all, you prayed to unlearn the past two violent and vibrant years of your life - the techniques, the training, the people. Your person. But you knew that you couldn't turn back to jujutsu, so you kept trying to force yourself into the corporate world, into the most fucked-up real-world domain expansion you'd ever encountered. And sure enough - the day that you landed a full-time role was the best day of your life. But the day that you saw Kento Nanami in the cubicle adjacent to yours was the worst. Reader x Nanami | Enemies to Lovers | Childhood Friends | Coworker Trope | Missed Communication Trope (done tastefully I promise).

"I've never been a natural. All I do is try, try, try" Cover made by @-saturnlove

"I thought all my life that these shadows and memories haunted me. I have learned through you that they are my greatest power... use yours to power your fire, Caleb." Rhaynira Thelyss grew up in the Kryn Dynasty alongside her brother, Essek. However, fear and power forced her away from the life she knew. Ten years later, making ends meet in a traveling carnival, she will soon discover that fate has different plans for her as she is thrown in jail with several strangers, including a wizard with a past darker than her own. Critical Role owns the characters and story of the Mighty Nein. All credits go to the creators. Mature themes will be in the book as they are in the series. Reader discretion is advised.

For years Georgia only spoke to her father through postcards and a very seldom video chat. That was until her mother passed away when she was about to go into her last year of her nursing program. She was forced to move across the country and live with her father Michael "Robby" Robinavitch. It was financially her best option, and after she graduated her father handed her a shot at being a nurse in the best ED in the country at PTMC. Robby kept Georgia a secret until she had her first day at PTMC and met her night shift attending Dr. Jack Abbot. Georgia was mesmerized by his charm and his looks, but unfortunately for her, he was her father's best friend...

❝ I know what you are ❞ ❝ ...a girl? ❞ ❝ worse, a romantic ❞ in which the three marauders court the love seer's favor Or in which James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black become painfully enamored by Lydia Valencourt rankings #1 in jamespotter #1 in marauders

Dr. Autumn Hall loved working at Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Hospital (PTMC) in the emergency room. After busting her ass to get through undergrad and med school early, Autumn found herself becoming a night shift attending in "The Pitt" just before her 30th birthday. Working alongside her close "friend" (maybe frenemy is a better word?) and colleague Dr. Jack Abbot, Autumn has cemented herself as a strong doctor and friend. What happens when a mass casualty event changes everything? Inspired by the lyrics "He looks like he works with his hands, and smells like Marlboro Reds" from the song "Crush" by Ethel Cain Mature themes, read at your own risk ;) Cross-posted to AO3

(I originally started posting this on ao3, but I miss aspects of this platform even though it's been a long time) Lexie has spent years at Vox Machina's side-slaying monsters, taking odd jobs, and laughing just a little too loudly to keep from breaking. No one questions the sarcasm, the sharp wit, or the walls she never lets down. And that's exactly how she wants it. Because the truth of what she's survived-and what she's still running from-can never come to light. But nothing hides forever. When the Briarwoods bring old ghosts to light, and vengeance pulls the group into a storm of blood and legacy, Lexie finds herself entangled in a far more dangerous game: one of longing, repression, and the slow unraveling of every barrier she's built. Especially the ones around him. Percival de Rolo is brilliant, cold, and far too observant. Lexie can't stand how deeply he sees her... or how much she wishes he'd truly look. He's lost everything. She's never had anything. And both are far too convinced their desire is unrequited. As darkness closes in around them and secrets rise from beneath the surface, the most dangerous battle may not be the one they're fighting-but the one neither of them dares to admit they're already losing. To each other. (The story starts where the show starts, but with a cold open in Lexie's POV)

ᯓ⋆˚࿔⋆˙⟡🕊️ ⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙨, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 kathleen pierce had been trained by echo house ever since she was handed over as a child - traded by the two agents she called her parents to volkov, head of the organisation. molded into a weapon, conditioned into loyalty, she grew up believing her only purpose was to serve and obey. rescued by black canary and green arrow, kathleen is offered something she never thought she deserved - a second chance. joining the team, a covert unit of young heroes, she begins clawing her way toward redemption, desperate to wipe the blood from her hands and rewrite the fate forced upon her. she expected guilt. she expected fear. she expected the past to haunt her. but she never expected him. the one person who would matter more than anything she lost. and the only person she wasn't even looking for. ⋆˚꩜｡⋆˚࿔ ╰┈➤ dick grayson x fem!oc young justice s1-s4 » cover by me! all art done by me unless stated otherwise ꨄ︎ disclaimer: - this is all my own work unless stated otherwise - i do make references from other shows i've watched or subconsciously take inspiration from them or other fics i've written so please let me know if i need to credit anyone - i don't proofread often so there are might be some mistakes (very minimal) - this is all just for fun so enjoy and pls vote and comment

──── you'll never recover from that kind of devotion.

"You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear." Oscar Wilde ________________ His lips grazed against the skin on her cheek before he gently pressed a kiss there. She could feel the heat radiating from her face and she was silently thankful that it was so dark outside he couldn't see her blush. "Mon coeur est à toi," he whispered ever so softly as he moved his lips from her cheek to her ear. My heart is yours. | The Last Hours ↠ Chain of Gold ↠ Matthew Fairchild [1] |