𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕒 𝔾𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 was new to the city, freshly moved from Los Angeles, still learning the rhythm of unfamiliar streets and quiet mornings. One afternoon, while wandering the library in search of a book to read to her kindergarten class, she accidentally bumped into a man. It was supposed to end there. A quick apology. A polite smile. Nothing more. What she didn't expect was to run into him again. And this time, they didn't leave a third meeting up to chance. 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕖𝕚𝕕 lives almost entirely inside his head, careful, observant, always thinking three steps ahead. 𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕒 𝔾𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 lives in the moment, teasing, warm, a little impulsive, saying things just to see how he reacts. On paper, they don't make sense. In reality, they fit in ways neither of them anticipated. ꧁꧂ 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣 : She talks before thinking, which is something I've spent most of my life actively avoiding. She teases me about how long I take to answer questions, about the way I overexplain things, about the fact that I carry a book with me everywhere. But she does it gently - like she's not laughing at me, she's laughing with me. Being around her makes my thoughts slow down in a way I didn't know was possible. I like that she doesn't need me to be impressive. She just needs me to be there. That's... nice. 𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕒: He overthinks everything. I could say "it's not that deep" and watch him mentally unpack the entire universe in real time. It's kind of impressive. And very easy to tease. But under all that brainpower is someone who listens - really listens - and somehow makes me feel understood without trying to fix me. He's careful with his words, careful with people, careful with me. Which is ironic, because he's the one who accidentally got under my skin.

"This is a terrible idea." "Says the guy who daggers his own siblings, now pass me the bloody gun." Holly Salvatore had everything she could ever ask for. An amazing family, great friends and a future she had planned to a tight nit. And the first thing on her bucket list was to leave a lousy little town called Mystic Falls. But when a stranger waltzes into her dreams, only to become reality, will Holly's life remain as perfect as it was? DISCLAIMER; I do not own any of The Vampire Diaries characters or the storyline, all rights go to L.J Smith, Julice Plec and Kevin Williamson. I only own my original characters.

The 70's, what a time to be alive. Especially for a group of friends who spend their free time getting high in their friend's basement. Janie Forman, Eric Forman's little sister. The two siblings have been friends with the same people since the beginning of their childhoods. Janie, however, likes one friend in particular, more than all the rest. His name? Steven Hyde, as the gang calls him, Hyde. The burnout. Janie just can't shake her feelings. What happens when Hyde learns of Janie's secret, and will he feel the same? This all may be for the better, or it may just all feel like a bad trip that just doesn't end. When Janie runs away one night, will Steven realize how he feels? Or will Janie not even come back to Point Place at all. ALSO: separating the character from the actor. I love Hyde, the person who plays him? Not so much(I don't like him at all for a lot of reasons) he can go to hell ALSO: I DO NOT OWN THAT 70's SHOW OR THE CHARACTERS. It also follows episodes and certain plot points, they're just not in order with when they happen in the show. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ This story may contain: Mention of drugs Mention of alcohol Mention of sex Mention of other mature topics And possible mention of self harm or suicide.

" i don't think i've ever felt this way about anyone " that 70s show

Alison Connolly was murdered on January 3rd,1970 walking home from the library by a vampire who left her on her own to figure out what she was. However, seeing her future, Alice finds her quickly and brings her into the Cullen family where they help her control her thirst and her ability. However, one day she meets a certain werewolf who changes her life. (Embry Call) This is fanfiction. I only own the main character and her plot. The rest goes towards the creators and directors of Twilight.

A young girl who is taken from her father is soon reunited with him. She goes through deaths, gunshots, wars, and heartbreak. Carl Grimes is the boy of her dreams, love isn't something her father wants for her but he can't do anything about it. Lacey fights for her life everyday and she's pretty tough. It's not surprising since she's a Dixon.. *Currently editing!*

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 tangerine believed his wife was at home sleeping and safe. oh, how wrong he was. ❦ tangerine x fem!oc bullet train happy ending

Violet Hansen is the unknown daughter of playboy billionaire Tony Stark, the outcome of a drunken one night stand with her mother. She never had a relationship with her father, let alone knew who he was, not until she was 14 and saw her mother murdered whilst trying to save Tony, who made no effort to save her. All she thought of from then on was one thing, revenge on her father. OC x Pietro Maximoff ~ please comment I love reading reactions ! 🙏🏻

in which lucy hopper refuses to let herself fall for the steve fucking harrington. your lips, my lips apocalypse currently rewriting!! steve harrington x fem!oc stranger things season 1 - season 4 beautiful cover art copyrighted and made by jéssia ueiny. all rights to her

Anita Petrovsky doesn't believe in redemption. She kills who she's paid to kill, clean, quiet, without hesitation. The latest target is just another name on her list: Marilyn Thornhill. But when she infiltrates Willow Hill to take the shot, someone beats her to it. Tyler Galpin. Their paths should've ended that night. Instead, Jericho becomes too small for two predators with the same prey list and the same ruthless intent. She kills for order, he kills for revenge. Together, they carve their way through the rot that festers beneath Jericho's polished surface, partners born not from trust, but from necessity. And yet, somewhere between the gunfire, the shadows, and the bodies they leave behind, something dangerous begins to form. It's not love. Not yet. Just the ache of two broken creatures who finally see themselves in each other. Enemies. Partners. Something more. In Jericho, even monsters crave company.