the way you laid your eyes on me, in a way no one ever could. WEDNESDAY ADDAMS x F! OC. WEDNESDAY FANFIC] ©BIGBYW0LF

[Damian Wayne x Male OC] Vincent was different than the other kids. And no, that wasn't a 'pick-me' mentality; he was the scientific, literary, and political OPPOSITE of his peers. He knew, his family knew it, the school knew it, and all of Gotham did when they saw the family title hitched to his first name. Outside of it all, he was a proud heir with mixed heritage and enough nerve and steel to set anyone on edge, from his classmates to the business partners his family met. There was something about Vincent that set off the human's natural survival instinct. Some people thought it was just his family's background or the quirkiness of a rich kid, but those closer to him, allies and enemies alike, knew the truth. Some said it was his elastic personality, snapping from stony to chipper in a second. However, the most commonly expressed opinion was about the eyes. Even with the boy's innate ability to mask everything about himself, he could never get the eyes right. Two intense amber irises that hid something darker. Always calculating with a frosty sheen despite the fiery shade. The sight of the boy was always unsettling. To Vincent, it was as hilarious. Yet achingly dull. That is, until Gotham Academy received a new student.

𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴... 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Hades Addams and Persephone Ambrose return to the halls of Nevermore, but not everything is as it was before. With new teachers, new enemies and new powers to contend with, how long will it be before blood begins to spill? oc x oc!addams wednesday season two sequel to POMEGRANATE @madebyrach , 2025

There are five stages of grief, but there aren't any for attempting to accept that you will be dead. Mitchell always felt this tingling feeling in his gut that told him he wasn't going to make it past his teen years, and now with Leo cheating the prophecy, it felt like his gut feeling was right. Would Mitchell accept and welcome death with open arms and leave his love and family behind or would he fight against the odds and the Fates and try to get back home? "You don't get it," He demanded, his face and hair caked with sand. "I have to get back, whether you and the gods help me or not."

As Powder has now become jinx, she has lost everything who mattered to her. Her sister's betrayal and Silco's death have only Made her go even madder but as she reins in the chaos she created, she came across a letter from Silco he had hidden from her mentioning a person called Achlys. With this new revelation, She'll depart to find this person named "Achlys" who apparently even Silco feared. Highest rankings: 1# Jinx 1# Arcane 1# action filled 1# vi 16# warriors 492 968 words All my characters are 18+, i do not own the arcane world or characters. Only Achlys, this fanfiction and the cover are my own creation. Art account: @Artcifer (Instagram)

"...𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥...". "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥?" "𝘕𝘰, 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘕𝘰-𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩." Y/n L/n dies. That's it. The end. Just kidding. She wakes up in the body of a 9 year old Norman-look-alike girl at Gracefield farm. The only problem is, she soon discovers the main characters are nowhere in sight... Will this snarky, sarcastic, weirdo of a girl succeed in her goals and accidentally attract the attention of an emo ravenhead? Disclaimer: I do not own The Promised Neverland, the original plotline of such, or any of the original characters. All of these are owned by Kaiu Shira, the author. All I own are any new characters introduced to the story and Y/N. Pls don't sue me I'm 15 and broke. Most Impressive Rankings: 😳😳 #1 in readerinsert #1 in tpn #1 in Ray #1 in Norman #1 in readerxray #1 in animeromance #1 in thepromisedneverlandxreader #3 in yakusokunoneverland #2 in tpnxreader #2 in animexreader

Pinging pagers, beeping machinery, carts clattering down the halls, medicine bottles shaking, papers shuffling-he was one second away from killing everyone, the Hypocratic Oath be damned. Who was this to-be murderer? Dr. Fenrir Ragnulf. Head doctor and the youngest medical practitioner on the East Coast. At twenty-five, he feels eighty-seven and is highly dependent on the two big '-ines,' caffeine and nicotine. Despite his largely Scandinavian background, he's a Gothamite through and through. A few years in Norway couldn't compare to twenty in America's beloved cesspit. The doctor ran on coffee and pure, bitter spite as he bounced between his two places of work-Elliot Memorial Hospital, his primary position, and Arkham Asylum, where he was more of an outside consultant but apparently important enough to have his own office. As if dealing with sick people and psychos wasn't enough, he also had his fair share of interactions with the local cryptids. Especially one dumbass in particular.

Wednesday Addams knows how to hunt a monster. Some might say she knows how to be one. What she doesn't know is what to do with the girl who isn't. The one who doesn't ask her to change. The one who makes her consider a life that doesn't end in a solitary grave, but in lethal alignment. ────── ࿎࿎❤︎࿎࿎ ────── Josslynn Vale knows how to survive. She has learned when to strike, when to disappear, and how to keep what is hers in a world that has never wanted her whole. Instinct has kept her alive. Solitude has kept her safe. What she doesn't know is how to exist without the constant pull of the tide, or what to do with the girl who makes stillness feel more dangerous, and more necessary, than the hunt. ────── ࿎࿎❤︎࿎࿎ ────── #1 masclesbian #1 sapphic #1 femoc #2 shark #7 addamsfamily #10 wednesdayaddams Season 1 - Complete ꪜ Season 2 - Complete ꪜ I've noticed there are like hardly any Wednesday Addams x masc lesbian OC fics, so this is dedicated to all of us ♡

[As of right now, this story ranks #1 in #imagine, #moonkight, #marcspector, #stevengrant, and #oscarisaac!] 🖤 There are legends, myths, and stories about the seemingly star-crossed love between the sun and the moon. Forever cursed to love, but never destined to be. Steven Grant was on the brink of leaving the possibility of love in the past, until his past unexpectedly returned to him. Or was it from Marc's past? Will their love be strong enough to withstand the power of gods and even time itself? [This is ONE story, not standalone parts.] *** Hey, everyone! This is my first story on here, so I'm not exactly sure how this will go. I have high hopes for it! This will be a story inspired/based on the Marvel character, MoonKnight (Steven Grant/Marc Spector). The plot, although somewhat follows the series, is more of my own original storyline. I will hopefully update as often as I can, especially when the episodes air, because I'd like prefer this storyline to loosely follow the plot of the show. I will also be adding content related to my plot that is not included in the show. I do not own this character, nor anything affiliated with Marvel. Please leave comments of what I can do to improve! Enjoy! :) 🖤

Billy's in a bad place. Consistently on the run from bullies and the like, unable to eat or find a stable place to sleep for more than a week-- Sure, he's Captain Marvel, but he'd never use his powers for his own gain. Thankfully, Alfred Pennyworth comes to the rescue.