Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved. (Smallville: Seasons 1-5) (Gotham: Seasons 1-2) Achievements #493 writing #3 liana liberato #6 lois lane #1 lana lang #1 chloe sullivan #1 kristin kreuk #10 smallville

─── ˚.🦇⋆ ⌗ ⸝⸝ 🌘 just a little bite, i'm starving ❪📡❫ IN WICH ⭑.ᐟ Victor stumbles upon a witch, the only species capable of providing the Blood Fruit to vampires and daywalkers ★ （VICTOR ! ）

"You're the fucking reason why we've got left!" he shouted "Oh, I'm the reason!?" he groaned out of frustration, running his hand through his hair. "didn't I just said you were?" "fuck you!" I shot back, throwing sand at him. he glared before running after me, catching up fast. his hands grabbed my waist, pushing me down into the sand. our eyes locked, breaths heavy. the anger on his face was clear. my bikini top had slipped, with my nipple exposing me. "don't fucking play with me, indigo," he said voice low, fixing my bikini top before pulling away. his eyes lingered on mine for a moment longer before he stood up. --- 𝐓𝐖𝐎 rival swimmers who can't stand each other... 𝐎𝐍𝐄 college trip to a deadly deserted island. When their constant bickering gets them left behind in the middle of a storm, they're forced to stay together on an island for 365 days. A year together of 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃, 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓, and 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 that were always there.. but was just hidden #1 swimmers #1 romancefanfiction - 🌊🦀🐬; - 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋 - 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌 - 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 -𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑E SCENES -𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄

Leah Laurentis had it all-big city life, hot guys, endless parties and the crown as her school's reigning it girl. Her rebellious streak was just part of the charm, always overlooked by her distant father who preferred throwing money at problems instead of facing them. But after flunking her sophomore year and throwing the wildest party of the season, even his patience runs out. His solution? Send her off to Smallville to live with the maternal grandparents she hasn't seen since her mother's death. Gone are the bright lights and designer labels, replaced by cornfields, small-town gossip, and the quiet memories of summers long gone. Leah expects boredom. What she doesn't expect is Clark Kent, the boy who once gave her butterflies, was her first kiss, and who might still look at her like she's the only girl in the world. But Smallville isn't just quiet streets and old flames. Strange things happen here, things no one can quite explain. And as Leah gets pulled deeper into the town's mysteries and Clark's world, she starts to wonder if this small town might just change everything. starts at season 2 of smallville Clark Kent x fem OC

"Nothings gonna hurt you baby" "As long as you're with me you'll be just fine" Description in intro chapter !! Malachi Barton/fem oc

"Believing in love doesn't make you a fool, it makes you human." [A complete rewrite] [Season 3 and onwards]

𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭. Dr. Volkov, a popular psychologist starts treating a damaged young woman, Leona Winters. The line between patient and lover blurs quickly. But when she uncovers the darkness he's been hiding and tries to walk away, he makes sure she never gets the chance.

(Completed) "I want to drown in you, Claudette, no damn blade can touch me and no rifle can shoot me down. I will always be crawling back to you on my knees-come battle or storm. Do you understand that?" ༄ 𝘼 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙧. 1770. Claudette Bardot loses everything she ever had, in the fire that erupts in The Groaning Goblet Tavern in her quaint town of Alsace where she worked with her two sisters-Paulette and Laurette-as a waitress. With the Prince of Beaumontria's monstrous curse withdrawn, his marriage to Belle, and the rogue city of Alsace brought under the kingdom of Beaumontria, the new era was supposed to be a new beginning. But not for Claudette. Part of the doll-like beautiful triplets formerly known around Alsace as the Bimbettes, the sudden fire at the tavern brutally destroys her life as Claudette knew it, killing her two sisters and the kindly tavern owner Monsieur Warrick, stealing her dreams, freedom and her voice. But when Alsace is visited by a group of the Prince's Royal Musketeers, and Claudette runs into the elusive and strong Marceau D'aureville, her despairing heart might just have found something else to beat for, on this cusp of her journey where unbeknownst to her, a curse awaits. Highest Rankings: #1 in 'fairytaleretelling' out of 3.67k stories. #1 in 'fantasyworld' out of 2.39k stories. #1 in 'musketeers' out of 235 stories.

"Evangeline," He exhaled tightly, a thick vein bulging in his forehead as he shut his eyes tight, brushing his lips against her bare shoulder, his hold on his gun tightening as he held it in the arm he had wrapped around her torso. "Though this is fucking New Orleans, it will not be the police business, thieves or killers, or even dealers of dark magic, but you, who will be the death of me." ༄ 𝘼 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙋𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙚. 1927. When the twenty-four year old Princess of Maldonia and a practicing witch, Evangeline Hamilton's, life is endangered upon the murder of her father, the elder Queen of Maldonia arranges for her sister to be sent to New Orleans for her safety where the Princess finds herself sentenced to living in secret. The New Orleans Police Department is charged to primarily guard the life of the Maldonian royal while protecting her identity, but things get personal when Evangeline comes across the adamant, stoic, infuriatingly closed off presence of Theodore Stanhope, the Chief of Police of the NOPD, who has dark secrets of his own. Further, when Evange stumbles upon an old empty antique journal, her spiritual life takes a turn for the worse when strange and horrifying occurences begin around her, opening connections with her father's murder and the darkness surrounding the closed off and intimidating Theo Stanhope, and that cursed journal. *[Disney's The Princess and the Frog AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, horror, gore, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.]

Long before Wednesday Addams wrote her name into Nevermore's history, there was another tale whispered through the ivy halls. A boy with a ticking heart. A girl made of lightning. And a love doomed to burn itself out before it could ever be remembered. They say time devours all things. For Isaac Night, time was both his curse and his creation. For me, it was the measure of how long I could hold his hand before fate tore it away. Isaac's eyes burned brighter than the lamps in his workshop, and I should have turned away. Instead, I leaned closer. -Isaac night- Lovers to enemies to lovers...