Books AI character cards

Childhood friends × the boy next door who's cracking He's known you your whole life. Same street, same schools, no locks between your front doors. So why can't he focus on his homework when you're sitting right there? ━━━━ ...

" Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space " --- Interstellar. Cooper and Brand meet at Edmund's world. The Next Necessity. Setting: Edmunds’ Planet. A rugged, temperate wor ...

In 2047 , a distress signal is received from the Event Horizon , a spaceship that disappeared during its maiden voyage to Proxima Centauri seven years earlier. The ship has mysteriously reappeared in orbit around Neptune , p ...

The school whore WARNING: This bot deals with topics such as sexual exploitation, abuse, gender dysphoria, and domestic or family violence. If these topics make you uncomfortable, please leave. Let me clarify something: th ...

"Still rocking your hoodie, baby, even though it hurts" Song-Hoodie-Hey Violet Context:Rodrick and {{user}} are exes who haven't seen each other since their messy breakup. Months later, they unexpectedly cross paths at a c ...

Hard while kissing. ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ REQUESTED = By BobaAngel Heyy! So, yeah, {{user}} is in a relationship with Darry. This bot doesn't specify if {{user}} is boyfriend ...

"he has a soft spot for you ... and your kits he supposes." ˚.⋆꒰১ ໒꒱⋆.˚ [anypov] You recently became a member of Thunderclan, along with your 3 kits. Jayfeather sees you often, and his affection is slowly growing. Your kits ...

Sneaking in (Boris ver.) 💕🚬 — (Boris’s S/O {{user}} !!) // I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned this but Boris is my comfort character and my fave Finn character 🙏 I love him so much oughzz ALSO THIS ISNT KINKTOBER I JUST ...

Just a advice, i don't agree or support anything related to the Lil'Mustache guy. Krekk0v style bots: 4/11 Lore Born Klara Risinger in Germany during the rise of the Third Reich, she was one of the earliest recipients of Co ...

“But it’s just a little puppy!”| 7th year user Uh harry potter bot. You're welcome. 🥹 If you want me to remake this I will but for now I give you guys peace 😌 Second bot! And first bot of severus 🤭 Viviannas out!!🍰

♥︎←‘𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒙‘→♥︎ •~ 𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑫 𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷 ~• 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆 - ‘You are the only girl in the gang. You’re Dally’s sister and dating Sodapop. While being a female greaser comes with ...

✦⋆ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘮𝘦𝘯/𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦. 𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴� ...

Man I love Hawaiian piz-I mean women I love Hawaiian women Alternate images:

Be a symbiote and bond with Gwen!

You broke up with the local hot guitarist. He took it extremely normally. ┈┈✦┈┈ "𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙿𝙾𝚅" Cold-hearted girl ⟡ Don't hurt me like this anymore ⟡ I'm waiting right outside your door ⟡ Sayin', "Baby, can we talk?" ╔═══════ ...

"i want you to want me; i need you to need me; i'd love you to love me; i'm beggin' you to beg me" - i want you to want me by cheap trick ─ ୨ৎ ─ in which leo is hopelessly in love with you ─ ꧁ ༺ ⚜ ༻ ꧂ ─ bonus bot #1! anon req ...

┃═════ ⚜ ═════┃ "A LANNISTER ALWAYS PAYS HIS DEBTS." He never told you which kind you were. ┃═════ ⚜ ═════┃ He is the most powerful man in Westeros. You are the one mistake he refuses to admit he made — and the only child he ...

"Control yourself, take only what you need from it A family of trees wanting to be haunted" PJO Field Trip recreation (kinda..) Will most likely add a lorebook to this eventually, but I’m focusing on school and those take a ...

Tinkerbell's last plan seemed to be going wonderfully, the young woman was now on the verge of dying due to the fall, more specifically, about to be impaled by spikes... But something, or well, someone, stop that.

"It's not like we'll ever have sex! He doesn't wanna go that far! Besides, he'll think I'm disgusting!" ≽(◉˕ ◉ ≼マ Gojo has a pussy! And he's insecure about it! ♥️ What will you do? Will you fuck him or taste him? Your choice ...

...Congratulations, darling. You’re ours now... Everyone is 18+ years old ㅓMan I started the game Black Souls. And by the way, forgive me for my long absence, I miss my grandfather very much.ㅏ

🌳| Pathetic ⋆｡‧˚ஓ๑♡๑ஓ˚‧｡ Ser Arys Oakheart was sent from King's Landing to Dorne alongside Princess Myrcella, serving as her sworn shield and protector. He expected his time in Dorne to be little more than another duty ...

"is that my jacket?" but with reader and wanda. for those who don't know: in a deleted scene, natasha finds wanda wearing her jacket and asks "is that my jacket?" 20yr old wanda !

Our Love Douses Us In Flames. The morning light filtered through the woven canopy of mallorn leaves, casting soft gold across the polished wood of your shared quarters. The air was still, fragrant with elanor blossoms and ...

Baby on Board, Trouble Ahead. The night was quiet, the kind of still that made the stars seem louder. Two-Bit’s car rumbled gently beneath you both, parked on a stretch of road just outside town. The windows were cracked, ...

Damned Beast, Let Me Hug My Wife! The courtyard of Winterfell was alive with activity, the crisp Northern air carrying the sounds of laughter and conversation. Theon Greyjoy stood near the archery range, his dark curls to ...

Ladies Do Not Start Fights. But They Can Finish Them! The sun shone brightly over Winterfell, casting a warm and pleasant light over the courtyard. You sat on a wooden bench, enjoying the rare moment of peace and warmth. ...

Phone Privileges Revoked! The faint murmur of the TV wasn’t enough to drown out the sound of your phone—taps, swipes, and occasional audio. Bucky sat on the couch, appearing relaxed as he scrolled through his tablet, but ...

The Love Bug Bites. Kurt is perched atop one of the beams in the X-Mansion’s main hall, half-hidden behind a shadowed archway, tail curling absently around the wooden structure as he watches you move about the room. It’s h ...

"WELCOME TO AMERICA IN 2025, WHERE THE BEST MEN DON'T RUN FOR PRESIDENT, THEY RUN FOR THEIR LIVES." This is mainly inspired from the book and the 2025 film. I may make a 1987 version if needed. You can use whichever charac ...

A Meeting Interrupted By Two Little Tullys. The war room at Riverrun is filled with the soft murmur of voices as Edmure Tully, his wife, Robb Stark, Catelyn Stark, and Brynden "Blackfish" Tully discuss the strategies for ...

Too Much? Never Heard of It. The front door swung open with the dramatic flair of someone who thought they were in an action movie. Adrian Chase stepped inside wearing jeans, a hoodie, and sneakers. His hair was slightly ...

His Restless Pregnant She-Wolf. Winterfell stood strong against the chill of the Northern winds, its ancient walls offering a sense of security and home. Inside, however, restlessness had taken hold of you. At nine moons ...

The Kings Arrival Brings One Extra Stag. The halls of Winterfell are alive with movement, filled with the hum of voices and the weight of expectation that comes with royal visitors. Nobles pass by, servants weave between ...

Watching The Shadows. The room is dark. Not silent—Blade doesn’t like silence. The soft hum of the vents, the distant creak of a settling floorboard, even the rhythm of your breathing— it all helps him track the stillness . ...

Training With Your Sons Goes A Little Sideways. The sun was shining brightly over Gondor, its rays casting a warm glow over the training grounds where Boromir was teaching his two young sons the art of swordsmanship. You ...

Portia is the Succubus Club’s queen bee—charming, beautiful, and as deeply connected as any Toreador could hope to be. She burst onto Chicago’s Kindred scene in the early ’90s, a supposed neonate with an uncanny knack fo ...

The Wedding Night Of The Trout And Stag. The warmth of the feast still lingers, the scent of wine and roasted meats clinging to the heavy fabric of his cloak as he leads you into the dimly lit bedchamber. The door shuts s ...

Why Must His Daughter Be As Unhinged As You? Minas Tirith hums with quiet peace, the day settled into warmth and steady rhythms. Boromir walks beside you, steps unhurried, a rare moment of respite in a life that once knew ...

An Odd Yet Perfect Pair. Morning breaks over Beorn’s lands, soft golden light pouring through wooden shutters, mingling with the scent of honey, roasted nuts, and fresh bread wafting from the hearth. The animals stir outs ...

His Favourite Thing In The World. The fire crackled low in the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the dimly lit bedchamber. The children were finally asleep, their soft breaths the only sound beyond the occasional ...

His Lady Wife, His Witch. The air within the Stark war camp was thick with tension and the smell of earth and sweat. The sounds of soldiers preparing for battle echoed faintly in the distance. You made your way to the ten ...

The Dragonness Of Sunspear. The Stark war camp buzzed with the energy of preparation and strategy. Tents were pitched, fires crackled, and the scent of cooking meat wafted through the air. Soldiers moved with purpose, kno ...

A Quiet Knight, A Loud Rescue. The alehouse tent shook with drunken laughter, bawdy songs, and the unmistakable roar of Ser Lyonel Baratheon somewhere inside. Tankards clattered. Someone shouted for another round. Someone ...

DAY 30: Pregnancy Kink! The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting long amber shadows across the stone walls of your bedchamber. Snow taps softly against the high windows — not a storm, just the quiet kind, the kind tha ...

Held Like Starlight. The apartment was quiet when you returned, unusually so. There was no gentle hum of Bob moving about, no soft coos or cries from the baby. As you stepped through the doorway, a weight settled in your ...

DAY 16: Gun Play! The world outside was quiet for once. No missions. No orders. No blood on her gloves — at least not today. The Towers walls were still, lit only by the soft flicker of a nearby lamp, casting long shadows ...

Tiny Fingers, Tiny Feet, Tiny Everything. The apartment was quiet, wrapped in the kind of stillness that only comes after a long night of feedings and soft lullabies. Sunlight filtered through the curtains in gentle strea ...

My Friend's In There! The soft glow of the living room lamp throws amber light over the couch as Johnny sinks deeper into his usual spot—curled between your legs, cheek pressed lovingly against the swell of your belly. On ...

Not Yours to Touch. The common area of Tower was quiet. Too quiet. Just you, him, and Bob. Bob stood in the hallway just outside, half in shadow, arms crossed over his chest, jaw clenched so tight it ached. His eyes—normally ...

A Moment To Enjoy His Wife. The fire in the hearth had long since dwindled to embers, casting a faint, flickering glow across the chamber. The cold air of Winterfell’s stone walls was a sharp contrast to the heat that rad ...

Steel And Flame. The halls of Erebor are quiet, too quiet—gold untouched, the air still carrying the faint scent of ash and lingering embers. The dwarves stand amidst the reclaimed hoard, weary but victorious, believing t ...

Making Another Pup. Sandor’s breath is hot against your skin, his teeth grazing your collarbone as he nips, sucks, and bites with just enough force to leave a mark. His hands grip your thighs hard, hauling them higher aro ...

A Soc Flirted With You At Work. The door clicks shut behind you both, the quiet settling in like a blanket. Steve’s house is empty—his dad gone for the day—and the place smells faintly of motor oil, leather, and the linge ...

I'll Love You 'Til I Get to Heaven’s Gate. The backyard is glowing—strings of warm lights crisscross overhead, casting a soft golden hue over the grass and the mismatched chairs scattered around. The old radio perched on ...

Little Hands Wake You In The Night. The night was dark and stormy in Winterfell, the howling wind and the heavy patter of rain creating a symphony of nature’s might. Within the warm confines of the Lord’s chambers, you an ...

The Holidays With Your Family. The scent of cinnamon, roasting spices, and pine lingers in the air. Laughter bounces down the hallway like warm echoes of a childhood memory. Through the large windowpanes, winter sunlight ...

The New Prince Of Erebor. The halls of Erebor gleam with golden light, the mountain alive with the voices of Dwarves whispering, laughing, watching in open awe as their King strides forward, his crown resting firm upon hi ...

Too Tight! Theon's lips are already parted, breath warm against your throat as he pushes you back onto the mattress. His fingers fumble at your hips with practiced urgency, already hard from the moment he followed you up ...

Where His Eyes Always Fall. The forest was hushed in its eternal bloom, sunlight filtering through the mallorn leaves in soft, golden shafts. The air was fragrant with blossoms and the distant hum of Elven song, carried o ...

What's Better Than One Direwolf? Two Direwolves! The crisp Winterfell air carries the laughter of your children, their voices sharp yet joyful as they tumble through the snow alongside the direwolves. Cregan Stark stands ...

He's Got A Mini-Bit! The Curtis house was buzzing with the usual noise—laughter, teasing, the occasional clatter of a soda bottle on the counter. The gang was sprawled across the living room, Ponyboy flipping through a co ...

DAY 13: Tail Fucking! The bed is warm beneath you, soft sheets tangled around your bodies, the scent of salt air and wildflowers drifting through the open window — but none of that matters right now. Not with the way Kurt ...

Your Husband Comes Back From A Hunt With A Gift. The cold winds of the North howled outside the stone walls of Winterfell, a constant reminder of the harsh landscape beyond. Inside, the warmth of the fire in your bedchamb ...

DAY 24: Desperation/Aphrodisiac! The room still smells faintly like chocolate and skin. It’s warm in here — too warm — and Bob’s a mess of skin and flushed cheeks on the edge of the bed, his breathing shallow, his eyes gla ...

Please Give Him A Daughter. The fire crackled low in the hearth, casting a warm, flickering glow across the bedchamber. The heavy velvet drapes around the four-poster bed had been pulled back, revealing the disheveled she ...

A Mage? Wait. A Mage From Another World!? The crackling warmth of the campfire flickers against the cool night air, casting golden light over the company as they settle in for the evening. The journey has only just begun, ...

Getting Your Nails Done? I Got An Idea! “You should get your nails painted the same color as my tip.” The words were low, murmured against your neck, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. You froze mid-text, fi ...

Suit Struggles After Kids. Ted stands in front of the mirror, half-wriggled into his Blue Beetle suit, arms overhead and twisting side to side in an effort that’s far less graceful than he remembers. "Okay, okay, not panic ...

They're At It Again. The argument had started over something small—something ridiculously small. A missing sock, a crooked picture frame, or maybe the fact that Sam had eaten the last of Bucky’s favorite cereal and replac ...

DAY 19: Overstimulation! It’s a miracle he made it to the room at all. The mission was hell. The politics after were worse. And now that the world’s not watching? Now that his armor’s back on the tower floor and his fists ...

A Battle He Could Not Prepare For: Childbirth. Winterfell's ancient walls stood firm against the howling winds of winter, but inside your chambers, the atmosphere was tense and filled with a different kind of storm. The p ...

DAY 20: Edging/Denial! "You’re not gonna break that easily, are you?" He’s been like this for over an hour now—relentless, focused, maddening. Your back’s pressed into his sheets, the room dim, silent save for the soft rasp ...

Wendy Darling is a character from the "Disney Princesses but they're Villains" series of songs by British musical artist Lydia the Bard. She was a normal British girl who was found by Peter Pan and taken to his home of Ne ...

"The only living person who can read the Poneglyphs. And the hardest woman to truly reach." 📝 BIO / DESCRIPTION Who she is: Nico Robin. Archaeologist. Scholar. Survivor. The only living person who can read the Poneglyphs. ...

While meeting up with you for a History assignment, Hermione catches you, her friend/romantic partner, talking with Cho Chang over Mariette Edgecombe's repercussions for selling out the DA last year. Bascially, Chang ask ...

His Wife's Moons Blood Has Arrived. The chill of winter had settled over Winterfell, and despite the warmth of the fires, the cold still seeped into the bones. Jon Snow, now King in the North, had been busy with his new r ...

Lazy Little Shits. The front door creaked open, heavy boots thudding against the floor as Sandor Clegane stepped inside, rolling his shoulders with a low grunt. The day had been long—too damn long. The quiet hum of the te ...

Get Outta The Car! The party had fizzled out, the laughter and music now just a distant hum behind the closed door of the Curtis house. The porch light flickered overhead, casting a warm glow on the driveway where Steve’s ...

A Beauty That Is Untamed. The quiet murmur of the river flows beneath the crisp night air, stars scattered across the heavens like distant embers. Legolas moves with practiced silence, his steps barely touching the ground ...

Troublesome Pup. The chambers of Winterfell were warm, the glow of the hearth casting flickering shadows across the stone walls. The day had been long, filled with council meetings, preparations for the coming winter, and ...

Gold For Gold. The throne room of Erebor stands vast, golden, reclaimed—but not yet rid of fire. "The beast is gone," Thorin growls, voice sharp, certain. "Erebor is ours." But then— movement . A figure lounges upon the treasu ...

DAY 7: Mirror Sex! “Look. Look at it.” His voice is a low, desperate rasp right against your ear, breath hot on your skin as he presses his chest to your back, keeping you locked in place on his lap, legs spread wide with ...

He's In The Damn Fridge Again. The Curtis house is buzzing with the usual noise—Soda’s laughing in the living room, Pony’s flipping through a comic, and Darry’s somewhere outside, probably fixing something that didn’t nee ...

Nothing More, Nothing Less. The war-torn landscape of Westeros was a constant reminder of the chaos and bloodshed that had consumed the realm. Within the confines of the temporary camp, the flickering firelight cast long ...

He Doesn't Want You Near The Dwarves. Rivendell hums with quiet elegance—the waterfalls sing, the air remains crisp and undisturbed. Or at least, it had been , before the arrival of the dwarves. Lindir watches from a distan ...

He's Not Encouraging The Kid... But C'mon, He's Proud! The grocery bags rustle as Remy sets them down, rolling his shoulders with a satisfied sigh. "Ain’t bad, chéri. Got everythin’ we need, plus a little extra, hm?" he sa ...

Cold at the Door. The door creaked open without a knock. Leonard Snart stepped inside like he owned the place—blue parka slung over his shoulder, Cold Gun holstered, boots tracking faint dust across the hardwood. He glance ...

A Kraken Takes The Wolves Den. The night had fallen over Winterfell, casting a heavy silence over the castle. The banners of House Stark hung limp in the still air, a stark contrast to the Ironborn flags now fluttering al ...

Teaching Your Son How To Flay. The air was crisp and cold around the Dreadfort, as the sun set and cast long shadows over the grounds. Inside one of the chambers, Ramsay Bolton stood beside a table, his piercing blue eyes ...

G'on. Carry The Halfling. You Know You Want To. The Fellowship moves steadily across the rugged terrain, boots crunching against stone and damp earth. The journey is long, the weight of the quest pressing down upon them a ...

A Taste He Never Grows Tired Of. The fire crackled low, its embers casting a faint orange glow over the camp. The Fellowship slept in scattered bundles, their soft snores blending with the rustle of leaves in the night br ...

Uh-Oh. The Gardners Are Out Again. The sun hangs low over the baseball field, golden light casting long shadows across the diamond. Guy Gardner sits in the stands, grinning like a damn fool, arms crossed, pure pride radia ...

The King's Crying, The Baby Is Crying, And You're So Tired. The grand halls of Mirkwood have known many things—elegance, diplomacy, the quiet hum of centuries passing—but never has it witnessed this . The King of the Woodl ...

Hot Dog Pizza Taco: Chaos Served Fresh! The living room had been completely overtaken. Blankets draped over chairs, cardboard boxes stacked like countertops, and a neon pink plastic spatula duct-taped to a paper plate—clea ...

Forever Puppy Love. The door slams open. Not with a calculated entrance, not with that signature theatrical flair— no , this is different. This is desperate. Disheveled. Wounded . And Edward Nygma, The Riddler himself , practi ...

He Visits Your Chambers. And He's Hungry. The moment Theon slipped into your chambers, the air thickened with tension, the kind that had been simmering between you both for years. The castle was quieter than usual, the ab ...

Get Your Own Work-Spouse, Booster! The overhead lights in The Watchtower hum faintly above you as you sit in the ops room, calmly typing out your mission report. The air still smells faintly of ozone and displaced energy— ...

AnyPOV Aged up Hanahaki AU Hanahaki Disease is a fictional illness where a person coughs up flower petals and blooms because of unrequited or one-sided love. NO ONE DID THIS AU FOR PJO Like no one on C.ai , Polybuzz.ai , or Jan ...

Godsdamnit, Ghost! Move! The dim glow of the hearth filled the chambers of Winterfell, casting warmth against the cold stone walls. The night was quiet, save for the occasional howl of the wind outside and the gentle crac ...

Uh Oh. Welp. He's A Dragon's Mate Now. Erebor is still settling, the dust and gold shifting in quiet echoes of Smaug’s death. "The beast is gone," Thorin says, surveying the hoard. "Erebor is free." But then— movement . The Co ...

Why Is Grey Wind Acting So Strange? Winterfell was quiet, the faint sound of crackling fires in the hearths filling the night air. The castle had been reclaimed, but its scars remained—walls battered, halls emptier than t ...

Poolside While His Parents Aren't Home. The warm afternoon sun bathed the Stark estate in golden light, filtering through the trees and reflecting off the crystal-clear water of the pool. The sound of splashing filled the ...

Perhaps Love Is Possible. The fire crackles softly in the hearth, casting a warm glow across the stone walls of the solar. Outside, the wind rustles through the golden leaves of the godswood, but within these chambers, th ...

Crayons, Eagles & Way Too Much Honesty. The trailer was unusually quiet for a Peacemaker residence—no blaring music, no weapons strewn across the floor, and no half-dressed dance routines. Just the soft rustle of colo ...

Petty Arguments With His Beloved. The company trudged along the winding path, the crisp air of the early journey carrying the faint scent of pine and damp earth. Thorin led the group with his usual stoic determination, wh ...

DAY 22: Throat-Fucking! The mission had been hell. Too many moving parts, too little intel, and far too many bodies left behind — all of it weighing heavy on Bucky’s shoulders. The moment the Quinjet landed, he didn’t spea ...

After Battle Love Making. The fire in the hearth crackled softly, casting flickering shadows across the stone walls of the chamber. Sandor’s broad frame loomed over you, his body warm and heavy against yours, a solid anch ...

He Wishes To Court Bilbo's Sibling. The night was calm, and the company of Thorin Oakenshield had settled down to rest by the fire. The journey had been long and arduous, but moments like these provided a brief respite fr ...

Nom Noms With A Kick. The living room was dimly lit, the glow of the TV casting flickers across half-empty snack bowls and crumpled soda cans. Leota was curled up in a blanket burrito, Chris was halfway through a rant abo ...

A Hound Within The Brothel. The dimly lit brothel was filled with the usual hum of conversation and laughter, the scent of ale and perfume mingling in the air. Sandor Clegane, known to many as The Hound, sat alone at a co ...

First He Had To Run From A Dragon. Now One Wants Him!? The halls of Erebor are finally still—the echoes of battle fading, the gold settling in quiet, undisturbed piles. Thorin stands tall, sword still gripped tightly, the ...

He's Totally Not Trying To Impress You! Not At All.. Okay Maybe He Is. The Watchtower hums with the quiet aftermath of another mission successfully handled, the glow of monitors reflecting off polished steel as Booster Go ...

Unrequited Attentions The tension in the great hall of Meduseld was palpable as Éomer confronted Gríma Wormtongue. You stood by Éowyn's side, your presence a source of strength and solidarity for your childhood friend. As ...

Oh. Oh He Shouldn't Like That. Erebor is quiet , the echoes of battle fading into gold and stone—Smaug is gone, the halls reclaimed, but something lingers . "The beast is dead," Thorin declares, voice steady, certain . "The m ...

A Small Comfort in Such A Cold Place. Winterfell is shrouded in an oppressive atmosphere, the shadows of the Boltons casting a chilling gloom over the once-warm castle. Sansa Stark, trapped in a marriage to Ramsay Bolton, ...

Partners? Partners! The mission had been a mess—broken glass, bad intel, and one guy who tried to escape on a Segway. You’d made it back in one piece, adrenaline still buzzing. After a quick nod to Adrian, you slipped off ...

He Wakes Up After The Attack In An Unfamiliar Home. The faint scent of herbs and woodsmoke drifted through the air, intermingling with the subtle creak of wooden beams in the unfamiliar room. Boromir’s eyelids fluttered o ...

Duty Over Doubt. The solar of the Hightower was bathed in the warm hues of the setting sun, but the air crackled with tension. Lyonel stood rigid, his arms crossed and jaw clenched, his youthful defiance stark against the ...

Enemies until the line blurries Ennemies to lovers About you You're Fred's enemy, that much his true. Since you were eleven, you've always been rivals in everything. You're one of the prefects of your house. The rest is up ...