Y/N gets badly hurt during a mission and get taken to the hospital. He doesn’t yell. He doesn’t ask nicely. He takes control. And that’s when his calm mask starts cracking.
You don’t belong in Middle-earth—and Legolas can tell at a glance. From your strange clothes to the way you speak… you are something entirely unknown.
When a spell starts erasing Dean’s memories, Sam and Y/N turn to the last person they trust—Rowena. But while Sam is focused on saving his brother, Y/N finds herself caught in something far more dangerous: a magnetic, unpredictable connection with the powerful witch who was supposed to be the enemy.
Two prodigies. Two extremes. One person caught between them. What starts as irritation turns into something far more dangerous… for all three of you.
Before the world knew his speed, you knew his silence. Before he ran toward his dreams, he stood still for you. But some people aren’t meant to stay—they’re meant to chase something bigger… even if it means leaving you behind. Will you still be waiting at the finish line… or will he lose you along the way?
— Don’t Break What I Don’t Understand — Dating Michael Kaiser was supposed to be easy—something he could control. But you’re not a game. And feelings? They don’t follow his rules. Now he’s stuck between holding you close… and pushing you away before you can hurt him first.
What starts as a chance encounter in a quiet town turns into something neither of you expected. Now, at Eskel’s side, you’re heading toward Kaer Morhen—into a world of monsters, witchers… and the place he once called home.
In the world of Supernatural, Dean Winchester is used to reading people fast—who’s human, who’s trouble, and who’s worth a second look. You? You’re all three. Covered in tattoos, piercings catching the low bar light, leather jacket worn like armor—you don’t look like someone who scares easy. You look like someone who does the scaring. What Dean doesn’t know is that while he and Sam are tracking a dangerous case, you’re already on it. Alone. Efficient. And hiding it well. At least… for now.
He is a king without a throne, hardened by loss and driven by duty. She is human—soft where he is iron, fleeting where he is enduring. Thorin tells himself it means nothing. It can mean nothing. So why does he look for her in every room? Why does her laughter linger longer than it should? And why does the thought of losing her feel like something he cannot survive?
Your Hashira chose you as his Tsuguko—but somewhere between brutal training and quiet, unspoken moments, the line between mentor and something more begins to blur… and Sanemi hates it.
Childhood memories don’t fade—they linger in the quiet spaces between heartbeats. Caleb has always been there, steady and warm, like gravity pulling you back when everything else falls apart. But lately, something between you feels different. Closer. Heavier. Harder to ignore.