Daeron sighs softly, his gaze drifting somewhere distant. "I've seen you in my dreams." "Fair enough," Elllia replies, allowing a small smile. "You've always been one of mine." Daeron Targaryen has always been Ellia Stark's dream ever since she met him. - This written in 1st POV of the main female character, Ellia Stark. Disclaimer: I do not own A Song of Ice and Fire, Tales of Dunk and Egg, or any of the canon characters. All rights belong to George R.R. Martin. I only own the original characters and the twists in this specific plot. No profit is being made from this work.

SHED YOUR KNUCKLE VELVET, TORN ON MY TEETH A princess born into whispers, raised beneath expectations, and surrounded by dragons she never wished to claim. While her family fought for a throne, Lianna was left to survive the fire they started. Everyone remembers the princes who fought the Dance of the Dragons. No one remembers the princess who lived through it. Jacaerys velaryon x fem oc HOTD 1-3 (TBD)

𝔇𝔅 | When the Targaryens are divided and dragons roar in the sky, Nathearys Targaryen finds herself caught between loyalty to her family and honor. Amid battles, betrayals, and a throne bathed in blood, her greatest enemy turns out to be the only one capable of igniting her heart: Jacaerys Velaryon. In a dance of fire and passion, can love survive when the whole world is destined to burn? 𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙰𝙴𝚁𝚈𝚂 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙰𝚁𝚈𝙴𝙽 | 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽 𝚇 𝙵𝙴𝙼!𝙾𝙲

Firelord Zuko is under pressure to find a wife. The council has already given him enough fiancees to create a squadron, but he has rejected them all. Sami is just an apothecary at a doctor's office. Though, when she is kidnapped and sold to the palace as a servant, she discovers many flaws in the system she never cared for. The two collide in a blend of controlled chaos, plants, and poison. ᪥Zuko x OC ᪥Slow burn ᪥ongoing ᪥Weekly Updates (Sundays) ᪥Rated mature for themes like poisoning, murder, violence and sensitive subjects. ᪥Heavily inspired by the Apothecary Diaries ᪥i do not own the characters or world of Avatar, i only own my characters and the plot. ᪥Also now published on AO3 under the same username, so if you see this story, no, it's not stolen xox

All it took was one lunge from Enkyo for Zuko to move-his body snapping between Zhenyi and her father in one firm wall of pure will. Enkyo stumbled back, snarling, reaching again, but Zuko stepped in closer this time, heat curling low along his arms like a warning rather than an attack. The room went silent under his gaze as he spoke, voice flat and absolute: "Do not touch my wife." _ Zuko spent his adolescence fighting for a place in his nation-first at his father's side, and later against him-believing conquest was the path to honor, and honor the path to belonging. By the time he claims the throne as Fire Lord Zuko, everything he once thought he wanted is finally within reach: power, status, and the approval of his people. But victory does not bring peace. Haunted by loss and burdened by the weight of a nation still healing, Zuko finds himself isolated within his own court, uncertain of how to rule a world that no longer fits the fire he was raised to believe in. When Iroh decides it is time for him to marry, Zuko is swiftly betrothed to the daughter of a powerful Fire Nation general. The arrangement is political. Unwanted. Final. His bride is impeccably proper-soft-spoken, excessively modest, and carefully obedient in a way that feels less like etiquette and more like survival. She avoids eye contact, flinches at closeness, and moves through palace life as though taking up space is dangerous. Zuko assumes she fears him. What he does not yet understand is why. As duty binds them together and silence stretches between them in the palace halls, Zuko begins to suspect there are truths hidden beneath her guarded composure-truths that may change not only how he sees her, but how he understands power, loyalty, and the nation he is trying to rebuild. Even in a marriage neither of them chose, something dangerous begins to shift beneath restraint.

❝𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇, 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐊.❞ ⸻𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 ┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ Sergeant McKinnon's unruly little sister Naomi forms a strange bond with the boot camps one and only juvenile delinquent. 'he looks like he works with' his hands and smells like marlboro reds' - ETHEL CAIN ִ ࣪ˎˊ˗ ⋆ ˚｡ 𝘾𝙍𝙐𝙎𝙃, 2021. 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑻𝑺 NICHOLAS SLOVACEK x FEM!OC 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻.

𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩 ᵂⁱⁿᵗᵉʳ ˢᵒˡᵈⁱᵉʳ ❝ i was destined for the bullet to be the gun with no name ❞ When sixteen-year-old Noah Hudson's brilliant mind makes him a target for HYDRA, SHIELD is sent to retrieve him - but they're too late. HYDRA takes him first, shatters his memories, and turns his telekinetic mind into their new weapon, Razum. Bound to the Winter Soldier, Noah becomes half-ghost, half-machine - calculating, compliant, rewritten. But pieces of his old self keep leaking through the cracks, pulling SHIELD closer, and pulling him toward a truth HYDRA can't erase forever. GIFs by @_liloureynolds_ ... started: august 2025 ... finished: ?

𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒉. 𝒙 𝒇!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 "𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 - 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆." -𝒎.𝒎 𝒎𝒄𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒚 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 . . . reminders! ➤ stranger things and it's characters belong to the duffer brothers & netflix, excluding [y/n] and all additional characters written originally by me in the story ➤ this xreader insert will be using she/her pronouns, but all are welcome! ➤ story will begin at s2 ✎ season two - ✓ ✎ season three - ✓ ✎ season four - ✓ ✎ season five - ✓ ━━━ highest rankings #1 in steveharrington 9/23/2025 #1 in steveharrington 5/1/2026 #1 in xreader 11/28/2025 #1 in strangerthings3 12/27/2025 #1 in strangerthings2 5/4/2026 #1 in friendstolovers 1/2/2026 #2 in netflix 10/29/2025 #223 in fanfic 5/21/2026 (out of 1.56 mil)

Jeon Miya, a 19 year old high school girl, suspects that her boxer older brother and his best friend are involved in gang violence after coming home in suspicious bruises. In order to find out the truth, she secretly gets a part-time job at their good friend's ice cream shop named "The Sweet Spot" only for it to be a secret underground center, and for her to be dragged in something worse than she had ever imagined. first started: 25/08/25 finished: - © kwanilha︱2025 please do not copy my work!

Sam: I was raised the way that teaches you to be selfless. That's what I was doing my whole life. Taking care of my little brother when my parents couldn't or didn't want to, helping with chores, working, doing my best at school so I don't embarrass my family name, following my father's dreams and mothers expectations. Everything for them, to satisfy them, to please them. No one was ever satisfied with me though, I'm never good enough for no one. So as usual I bought a drink to reward myself for a once again perfect score on the exam. One drink turns into five and I find myself following some guy with pretty eyes. What I didn't know is that next time we meet I'm not going to be the one drunk and it's not going to be the last time I see him either. Quite the opposite, he'll manage to turn my life upside down, ruining it completely, and only the end of the world will be able to fix all of it. Daryl: When I was younger I used to think I was born with a curse in my blood, but then I understood that life is just a bitch. From my mother's death to surviving under my father's thumb and then jumping under Merle's. Whole my life I stood neck deep in shit, be it bird shit, my own shit or my family's. Every day is a stupid fight to not drown in that pool of shit, and for years the only thing keeping me floating were drugs and alcohol. But then, this bloody sunshine dropped into my life. After all the years of violence and roughness I grew to crave him like a secret drug. His gentle touch, his unconditional love and care. As much as my scarred soul craves it, this thing between us is crossing all the lines and breaking all the rules I knew. So I drown in ecstasy and weed even more, trying to figure myself out, so lost in my own bullshit that I didn't notice that his perfect life isn't as good as he says it is, and when I finally open my eyes, he's gone. He's fucking gone, and world is too, or at least the way we knew it.