The youngest of Lord Elrond's children has always been different from her siblings. A part of her seemed to be locked away, waiting for the right moment to burst forth. Despite this, she was loved, she was treasured and she was protected... until she wasn't. The day she unlocked her true self is a day that haunts her. Instead of the assured protection of her family, she became the protector. That day lingers. It scars. The traumatic event not only affected her but her family. As time moves forward the scar remains, not loudly or visible but it remains. Until an event occurs and that nightmare was said to slink back into darkness, providing a semblance of peace. A small fire, a source of heat for her but a beacon for unsavoury characters. That is all took for the nightmare to come back. That once locked part now pulsates. A warning perhaps or a sign of evolving. She seeks out a wizard for her answers and instead she leaves with more questions and uncertainties. She offers her help when asked, a small thing for a dear friend... Oh how she regrets that. Dwarves! Dragons! Wargs! She did not agree with this. She did not agree with it at all! Amongst, verbally combating with dwarves, playing therapist to an emotionally compromised hobbit, refraining from pushing an annoyingly vague wizard; she finds the past does not remain there. Legolas x oc I own nothing but my original characters and original plot.

"𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏" "𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗' 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛" Ivy Uley ran herself all the way to West Virginia, fueled with nothing but distress and duty. When she stayed in Appalachia, Ivy thought she could outrun everything; Forks, her brother's betrayal, the anger burning her alive. But, the only thing that could fuel her more than the rage has always been her nephew, Sam. When Allison called Ivy she knew she had a responsibility bigger than herself now. After all, wolves always run in a pack. UNEDITED published 7/23/2026 finished N/A

Charlie Weasley has spent his life taming dragons, never expecting that one reckless summer would change his destiny forever. After meeting the breathtaking Aphrodite, goddess of love, he becomes the father of a daughter unlike any other. Raised in secret, Lyra Weasley grows up with flaming red hair, dazzling beauty, and a mysterious magic that doesn't belong to either world alone. She is both witch and demigod-a child of Hogwarts and Olympus. When monsters begin attacking wizards and dark magic awakens ancient enemies, Lyra receives letters from two places on the very same day: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... and Camp Half-Blood. Now she must master wand magic, divine powers, and the dangerous truth about her heritage before Voldemort and the Titans discover that the Dragon's Rose may become the most powerful weapon either world has ever seen.

Elena Potter didn't know who her mother was; she only knew who her father was. Hades, the god of the underworld, the dead, and riches. She was raised at Camp Half-Blood, living there as long as she could remember, and she wasn't expecting anything to change. That didn't go as planned. One moment, she was planning to go help find other demigods with Annabeth and Percy, and the next, she was being whisked off to London to enroll in Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Forced into a world she knew nothing about before, she has to catch up and fast, all while helping a brother that she didn't know existed evade death more than once. Friends come and go as she navigates the world of magic. Charlie Weasley was nothing more than a dragon trainer, nothing more than Elena's friend. He hardly saw her, but every time he did, something inside of him changed. But he was only a friend to her, and she was only a friend to him. Then again, the way you look at someone can change in a matter of seconds. Book 1 of ? #1 in charlieweasley 8-5-25 #1 in demigod 2-20-26 #1 in camphalfblood 5-29-26 #1 in powers 7-15-26 All of the characters other than my oc's belong to Uncle Rick and J.K. Rowling read with caution, some of these chapters are cringy

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎, the god of the sun become the guardian of the 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄. [ pjo x hp ] [ female harry x apollo ] [ harry potter au ]

"Seems like I've died and gotten to Elysium." The concept of soulmates in the wizarding world was one that had been present for a long time though few were the ones fortunate enough to find their own dear person. It is a forgotten concept, seems like nothing more than a fairytale to some, the dreams of children and immature adults who still believe in true love. Iris, being a muggle herself, was hardly even aware of the wizarding world, never mind its tales and lores, so the idea of a soulmate is one she doesn't believe in but finds intriguing still after reading about it. Until she meets George. Living with a person who understands you completely and is willing to love you for all you are truly feels like a dream come true. George has never felt luckier and with Iris by his side, even the abandoned tale of the soulmates seems possible when he thinks he could be experiencing his own personal paradise. NOTES: Anything but the plot, Iris and her family belongs to JK Rowling.

❝ welcome to my bedroom ❞ ❝ isn't this just the shrieking shack with a bookshelf?❞ in which professor r.j. lupin has a co-instructor to fill in during his full moon cycles

❝ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ɢᴏʀɢᴇᴏᴜꜱ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʀᴇtᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ❞ ❝ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ❞ ❝ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ɢʀʏꜰꜰɪɴᴅᴏʀ, ʜᴀʀʀʏ? ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 rebuilt from war, Harry Potter meets the one person who awakens something buried deep within him - a hunger, a devotion, a darkness. She was never meant to be his light. Yet for her, he would burn the world to ash. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | harry potter x oc | | harry potter | | the goblet of fire - the deathly hallows | | out of character ⚠ |

Callista Black never fit. She carved space for herself anyway, unbothered by the symmetry she ruined. She didn't care who loved her, or who didn't. She loved them all anyway. Loudly. Shamelessly. Confidently. She's the kind of person you would want gone and miss the loudest when they aren't around. Not quite a ball of sunshine. But undeniably a stubborn, aggressively affectionate, moody, and catastrophically clumsy form of entertainment. Callista Black: Daughter of Regulus Black. Tongue of Sirius Black. And a heart that, unfortunately, doesn't know when to stay out of trouble. Including a certain dragon tamer. *cough* Charlie you handsome man *cough* Life was fine, normal even, if you were merciful. Until Sirius Black broke out of prison. Everyone thought it was vengeance. Callista wondered if it was loneliness. The one where Sirius Black meets his niece. "Two Broken Misfits, broken just enough to fit right." [Charlie Weasley × Hufflepuff OC] Because - Dragons, muscles, questionable decisions and whatnot. *Slowburn, btw. Friends to Lovers because apparently I enjoy suffering. _______ The Harry Potter universe belongs to J. K. Rowling. Callista Black is mine. This story is written for fun, so you might as well enjoy it. _______ 1st May, 2026: somehow hit #1 in a few tags (remuslupin, charlieweasley, billweasley?? yeah I don't get it either)

In the shadow of weeping willows and marsh-lights, a Breathing style was born that knew no fury. Reptile Breathing is the art of waiting, adaptation, and the cold-blooded strike. Its practitioner, Midori Habu, became a Hashira while being more of a ghost than a warrior. Her world, built on logic and survival, was shaken by a single smile. Kanae Kocho, the Flower Hashira, became the warmth Midori had never known and so desperately needed. But when Upper Moon Two extinguishes that light, Midori's world does not explode-it freezes. This is a tale of quiet love and even quieter grief; of how the Reptile Hashira retreated into the shadows to help her beloved's sister prepare poisons. She will not interfere in the fate of the main protagonists, but her invisible presence and a final Eleventh Form, forged from pure devotion, will alter the course of the final battle. English isn't my first language, so I apologize for any spelling mistakes or bad/wrong wording in my fics. //I do not own the world of Kimetsu No Yaiba, the rightful owner is Koyoharu Gotouge. This is fanfic, and the only characters I made are the ones introduced in the "OC" chapter//.