𖨆 ๋ ࡛ 🦢 ⃝ ࣪ Ocean Genesis ࣪ ぇ ◌⃘ ׄ ׅ [Avatar: The way of water]

the sea gives, the sea takes neteyam sully x fem!metkayinan oc avatar: the way of water - avatar: fire and ash © saintificial 2026

❝ we could never run out of time, my dear. ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 love is found within the person she expected the least ❪ neteyam ✘ fem oc ❫ ©- 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐠𝐟, 2023

"if you ask me to kiss you, I will. - kiss me Neteyam, embrace every inches of my body, please." neteyam x fem oc (metkayina) translations are not allowed. rankings: #1 neteyamsully [01/12/23] #2 neteyam [01/31/23] #3 avatar [03/29/23]

❝ it's crazy how beautiful she looked while she was trying to kill me. ❞ As the eldest carry such burden on their shoulders, they learn to deal with one another when one hates the other and the other is infatuated.

{Marauders Era - Post War} {James Potter x OC} {Second Chance Romance} "I'm a potter," Fawn announces, her head inclining in the direction of the floorboards suddenly creaking very loudly. James is rearing back, his eyes growing round like bludgers and his hand coming up to clasp his throat, his voice box, hoping he sounds less embarrassingly taken aback than he feels. "I beg your pardon?" A clear, bright strand of orange emerges, betraying Fawn's slight amusement when she clarifies, "I'm a potter. I make pottery." ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 James Potter reluctantly returns to Hogwarts three years after war end and happens to stumble across the brightness, the colour he lost all sight of. Maybe he wasn't the only one. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

Two years after the war that shattered his world, James Potter is stuck in place. Grief lingers in the quiet moments, in the weight of his son's laughter, in the ghosts of what could have been. He tells himself the life he has built for himself is enough- just him, Harry and the friends who refuse to let him slip too far. Then comes Olive Beaufort. A potions apprentice with warmth in her voice and kindness in her hands, she drifts into their lives with no agenda, no expectations. She isn't trying to fix anything- or anyone, but she is something new. Harry adores her instantly. And James, despite himself, isn't immune to her presence either. As October fades and Halloween looms- the day that too almost everything from him- James finds himself caught between the past and an uncertain future. But maybe, just maybe, healing doesn't come all at once. Maybe it starts in small moments, in unexpected places and friendships, in Rainy Days and Mondays that don't feel so heavy anymore. (1983-onwards) (James Potter x OC) (Multiple POV's)

"I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more?" She read from the small piece of parchment, the sound of the light flickering filling the intense silence. "Isn't it a bit dramatic?" "I'm a Black, what did you expect?" Regulus smirks. "I'm taking your silence as a yes?" She sighed, "Can't believe i'll be spending my early twenties hunting soul pieces and taking care of a baby that isn't mine." The war is just starting all over again, someone had to something about the odd way the darkest wizard of all time suddenly took over their world. 🩵Also in ao3 by auromich, i really do insist of reading it there so you can see the tags and warnings for the story🩵

𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐂 𝐄 𝐀 𝐍 𝐒 𝐑 𝐎 𝐀 𝐑 ❛this may be a 𝒔𝒂𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓. but you are not a 𝒔𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚.❜ | hermione granger x m!oc | | harry potter | | sinsofamockingbird---© |