Zia Zircon. The final member of Vox Machina. Her skin was made of stone. Her amethyst eyes-quite literally crystallized- were more enchanting than any real gemstone one could dig out of a mine. Her hair of the same hue shimmered as if it was at war with the stars themselves. She was as beautiful as an ornate statue. There in lay the problem. Such an appearance, however beautiful; did not garner love, or warmth or anything of the kind. How could anyone want to be with a monster like her? Her skin was not soft or supple, her hands were not comfortable to hold. Zia was cursed, you could tell with just one look. Without even knowing the details of her tragic tale. When her friends get themselves kicked out of the last tavern in Tal'Dorei, Zia thinks that's it, the group would finally split and she would be alone, but when Scanlan finds an ad on a board they decide to give their partnership one last go. Of course, things only got more complicated from there. This fic will be Percy x OC! *Updates every 1 to 2 weeks

Ophelia Alastair used to be a Nobel and betrothed to the one and only Percival De Rolo. But then the Briarwoods came and not only took away Percy's family, but hers as well, causing the two to be lost from each other. 8 years later after the attacks from the Briarwoods and Ophelia works as a solo mercenary until she goes to Sovereign Uriel to answer the flyers they put out only to be met with Vox Machina and her old betrothed. Will she work with the team and come to like them? Will her and Percy come back together or have they become too different. *really bad at book descriptions sorry*

She chose to work for Stark, knowing that she was the best one for the role. She knew that her life would be different, working with the worlds most notoriously egocentric man, hell superhero, but she didn't care. She knew he needed help, staying on the right path and that's exactly what she did for him. What she didn't expect, was that one day, she'd meet someone worse than Tony. He claimed he wanted to take over the world, her world, but she was determined to stop him. Taking something valuable from him, ended up with her being thrown through the window from the tower, and hitting bottom, literally. She hated him with everything she had, knowing it was all his fault. But having him here again on earth, 'reformed', is what she was told, brought it all back, her nightmares, her anger and her desire. He made her life hell, for what he did, and now it was her turn, to destroy his life, in every way she could. Even more moody than Bucky, more sarcastic than Tony, more powerful than Wanda and definitely more angry than Hulk, the god of mischief better stay out of her way, if he knows what's good for him. But then again, when does Loki ever listen, and do as he's told.... 😏 ⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️ Will contain swearing, adult themes, torture, abuse, smut, violence and depression. I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO MARVEL, THIS IS JUST A FANFIC MADE UP. Does have some of the MCU storielines, but not in order.

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄 | ❝If only the clockworks could speak, I wouldn't be so alone. We burn every magnet and spring, and spiral into the unknown.❞ doctor who / the doctor [ cover by me, description inspired by dubrevh ] -𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐚 © 2019 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑫...

Running from her captors, (Your name), the mysteriously desired girl, runs straight forth head on into what would be her most unlikely savor of her life. Her bottom to the ground of the forest floor, she looks up to a dark haired boy, a seemingly large sword on his back for all eyes to see. Looking to be more so of a slab of iron than a hand crafted blade, the girl then decided this was her only chance at freedom, in the hands of a hopefully skilled young mercenary. As his own dark orbs casted down, he saw her own eyes then plead for a silent help when her captors approached shortly behind. Looking down to the girl not much older than even himself, the boy then makes the turning decision in what would change his life forever. "Get behind me." I own no pictures and I do not own the anime or manga. I only own the fan-fictional story I interpret. This fanfic was made possible by Cecily, I gain to give this person as much credit for bringing my work back as I possibly can. @poelizem Hope you all enjoy~ Previous Year Uploaded: 2017-2018 New Start Date: October 22, 2020 End Date:

Born under the enigmatic thirteenth constellation, Ophiuchus, Amira's destiny is intertwined with a prophecy crucial to her realm's destiny. This constellation not part of the original twelve that adorned her sky brought thousands of years ago a catastrophic meteor to her planet but also gifted them with the powerful Uru stone, granting elemental abilities to its wielders. Amira is the first individual born under this constellation, fulfilling a prophecy foretold on the day of the meteor's arrival. As she approaches her twenty-first birthday and the Conduit ceremony meant to awaken her powers, Amira discovers that she cannot connect with an Uru. Despite this setback, she feels compelled by the stars, the Grandmaster, and the Bêls to enroll in the Pantheon - an academy where individuals hone their elemental skills - but as a mere mortal. Facing challenges she never could have imagined, Amira must find strength within herself and trust in the stars if she hopes to fulfill the prophecy.

[+18] WARNING : substance abuse, mention of violence, explicit language, gore, mental health issues, sexual content MORE THROUGHLY EDITED VERSION PUBLISHED IN PARALLEL ON AO3 || Safely hidden from her past in Piltover, Lyra thrives. She is a second-year student of aeronautical engineering at the Academy, and the youngest partner for the most proficient airship company Topside. But her pearly, if somewhat mundane reality shatters once an old childhood friend steps into the picture. He does not recognize her, and she intends to keep it that way. In the meantime, the damage of her father's biological experiments begins to take a toll on her, particularly when she finds out her powers react to Hexcore gemstones. Slowly descending into madness and the corruption of magic, Lyra attempts to resist the metamorphosis of her nature. But fails miserably to do so. || Set before the events of ACT I, then follows the plot. I do not own any of the characters except for Lyra and a few possible others. Alas, Viktor does not belong to me... truly a tragedy.

. . . i think there's a flaw in my code . . . ( ᴡɪʟʟ ɢʀᴀʜᴀᴍ x ᴏᴄ ) ( ʜᴀɴɴɪʙᴀʟ ) ( ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴏɴᴇ ) ( © echostxllar┃2023 )

Kate was a normal teenager, attending high school. Now she's not sure what normal means. She was kidnapped and experimented on. Kate isn't sure what she is, but she does know there are others like her. She calls herself a bird kid.

Chance Nightshade, a werewolf with a curious curse, will avenge her brother's murder at any cost-even if it means working with an infuriatingly charming vampire prince. Season 1 of Witchfire ***** Cursed with yellow eyes and the ability to tell truth from lies, Chance Nightshade is used to confronting the uncomfortable reality of things. But when a death in the family snowballs into a shadow war between werewolves and vampires, Chance finds herself torn between protecting her pack and working with an irritatingly charming vampire prince to solve her brother's murder. Can she prevent the destruction of everything she holds dear by putting her faith in her enemy? Or will she be forced to save herself and her people by taking up her father's mantle as Alpha...whether he's willing to step down or not? ***** [word count: 90,000-100,000 words] Cover designed by Stefanie Saw