"i don't wanna look at anything else now that i saw you i don't wanna think of anything else now that i thought of you i've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night and now i see daylight, i only see daylight." ~ Stiles Stilinski moves to Forks, Washington to get a break from the supernatural... only to discover a side of it she never knew existed. ~ [teen wolf x the twilight saga]

"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐨, 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱." "𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧. 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞." ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ in which mike newton's twin sister gets dragged into the world of the supernatural, and the ones that claim to love her do a lot more harm than good. [ TRIGGER WARNINGS for emotional manipulation and heavy mental health issues NOT a why choose poly book for once ]

In which the older Salvatore falls for the one girl he can't compel-and can't escape. OR In which a girl's normal life gets turned upside down by the arrival of a new vampire in town. CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT 18+

𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come. Randall Kirkland x fem/oc From/tv show Season 2 / AU

In her youth Sansa Stark dreamt of marrying a handsome nobleman and living a fairytale life of love and prosperity, surrounded by children of her own. But fate was not kind to her. She had been betrothed to or married to a cruel king, a man who preferred the company of other men, the drunken Master of Coin, and a sadistic bastard. And all the while older, sinister men in both armor and fine clothing forced their advances on her. But in the midst of all of it she found her shinning knight, the one who was meant for her and would protect her like the heroes did their maidens in the songs... And she was Princess Selene of House Baratheon, the only true heir of Robert Baratheon. This is a game of heartbreak, betrayal, magic, and thrones. This is the tale of the War of Five Kings, the Long Night, and the Bloody Morning. This is the song of Ice and Fire. This is the story of how two women, of warring houses, fell in love with one another. But will their love survive these ghastly times? And who will Sansa Stark and Selene Baratheon choose to be loyal to before anyone else? Their family? Their kingdoms? Their titles? Each other? ...Or another?

ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛꜱ ᴜꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ, ꜱᴏ ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. - JAKE SULLY : 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗻𝗮'𝘃𝗶 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗲 : started - 30/11/2024 : ended - tba

In the years after the Blackfyre Rebellion, when dragons lived only in memory and the realm stood fragile beneath the Targaryen crown, Princess Valena the bone eyed dreamer and daughter of Prince Maekar and Dyanna Dayne is sent north to outrun the visions that haunt her sleep. Hardened by winter, the old gods and the new, she returns south for the Tourney at Ashford Meadows, where prophecy, politics, and forgotten bonds are rekindled. But dragon dreams are seldom merciful, and some fires are not meant to be quenched. Valarr Targaryen x femOC

Deamyra was not raised to inherit power. She was raised to survive it. In a court where daughters are bargaining tools and affection is a liability, she understands one truth above all: safety is never given - it is secured. Valarr Targaryen is not the most charming of princes. He is not reckless. He is not easily swayed. But he is steady. In a world of unpredictable men and burning tempers, Valarr is restraint. Discipline. Protection forged in black steel. He does not promise romance - he promises order. And to Deamyra, order is worth more than poetry. She does not dream of fairy tales. She dreams of permanence. Of a place no one can remove her from. If becoming his wife means safety, she will become indispensable. If bearing his child means security, she will not hesitate. If loving him makes it easier to stay - she may allow herself that luxury. Because in the game of dragons, love is uncertain. But protection - protection can be chosen. And Deamyra has chosen.

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.

"100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10K run." itadori stared at you, dumbfounded by the fact that you held so little cursed energy but was possessed with the strength and speed of the gods, all because you went through your own training arc. "how does that make sense?!" [Various!JJK X Fem!Saitama!Reader]