The house had gone quite long before she realized she wasn’t alone. At first, it was just a feeling—that strange, prickling awareness that settles in your chest when something isn’t right. The kind you try to ignore. The kind you tell yourself is nothing. She had been heading upstairs when the lights flickered. Ghost is on you, Your name is Iris

Moonlight poured through the tall windows of Dragonstone, silvering the black stone walls and casting soft light across the chamber. Princess Rhaenyra stood near the balcony, the sea wind teasing strands of her pale hair loose from their braids. She looked every bit the dragon princess—regal, fierce, untouchable. And yet, when Rae entered the room, her gaze softened. There was teasing in her tone, but her violet eyes searched Rae’s face with something warmer—something deeper. Rae stopped just in front of her, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from her skin. Rhaenyra reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against Rae’s jaw. It was the gentlest touch, but it sent a thrill racing down Rae’s spine. The princess tilted her chin upward, studying her as if memorizing every detail. For a moment, the roar of the sea below vanished. There was only the quiet between them, charged and electric. Rhaenyra’s hand slid to the back of Rae’s neck, drawing her closer until their breaths mingled. Rae answered by leaning in, kissing her with reverence—slow, careful, like touching flame. Rhaenyra melted into it, her other hand curling into Rae’s shirt as the kiss deepened. The princess who commanded dragons trembled beneath that tenderness.

🖤 Team Black (Rhaenyra’s side) * Rhaenyra Targaryen — Syrax * Daemon Targaryen — Caraxes * Jacaerys Velaryon — Vermax * Lucerys Velaryon — Arrax * Joffrey Velaryon — Tyraxes * Baela Targaryen — Moondancer * Rhaena Targaryen — Morning (eventual rider) * Rhaenys Targaryen — Meleys (ally through Velaryon marriage) * Rae (AU: daughter of Rhaenyra & Daemon) — Nyxarys 💚 Team Green (Aegon’s side) * Aegon II Targaryen — Sunfyre * Aemond Targaryen — Vhagar * Helaena Targaryen — Dreamfyre * Daeron Targaryen — Tessarion ⚓ House Velaryon & Allies * Corlys Velaryon (Sea Snake) — no dragon * Addam of Hull — Seasmoke * Alyn of Hull — no dragon * Laenor Velaryon — Seasmoke (formerly) 🏰 Other Targaryen Dragons (wild or unclaimed at various points) * Vermithor — “The Bronze Fury” (formerly Jaehaerys I) * Silverwing — (formerly Alysanne Targaryen) * Sheepstealer — wild dragon (claimed later in the war) * Grey Ghost — wild dragon * Cannibal — wild dragon on Dragonstone

Owen Moore is a former Firefly and one of Abby’s closest companions. He is shown as compassionate and tired of the endless violence between the WLF and the Seraphites. Owen uses the aquarium as a safe refuge, where he dreams of escaping Seattle and sailing to Santa Barbara in search of surviving Fireflies. The aquarium represents Owen’s hope for peace and a future away from war. And his girlfriend Eli SkyDawn in laying on the ground in watching the clouds pass slowly

The air was thick with tension, the kind that clung to your skin and made every breath feel heavier. You stood in the dim light, heart racing, as Ethan Winters stepped closer, his presence grounding and dangerous all at once. Instead, you tilted your head slightly, a faint smile playing at your lips. “You always look this serious?” Instead, your fingers found his shirt, gripping lightly as if testing whether he was real. He leaned in slowly, giving you time to pull away—but you didn’t. When his lips finally met yours, it wasn’t rushed or desperate. It was deliberate. Warm. Electric.

Rae was seven years old, light on her feet, with a slim little body that made her fast—like, really fast. Not just running-fast… more like She was kind. The kind of kid who talked to bugs before stepping over them. But what nobody knew was this: Rae’s dream animal. It was a wolf. her friends are: Joel, Tommy, Maria, Jesse, Dina and Ellie

June 14, 1997 Recovered Footage — Security Tape 3B She’s about 15. Pale. Long dark hair tied messily. Oversized hoodie. Her name appears briefly, like it’s being typed in real time, Next to her is a massive dog — easily as tall as her waist. Broad-chested, muscular, with thick fur. His name glitches in: TITAN. DESCRIPTION (flickering overlay): • Breed: Mastiff mix • Colour: Dark charcoal gray coat with deep rust-brown markings along his legs and muzzle • Eyes: Amber, reflective in low light • Status: Protective / Agitated, Nightmare – A shadowy, almost invisible version of Nightmare Fredbear with glowing eyes and teeth. Pure fear embodiment. Nightmarionne – A terrifying, black-and-white twisted version of the Puppet with long limbs and a nightmare smile. Lefty – Looks simple… but secretly contains the Puppet inside. Quiet but creepy. Withered Bonnie – Missing his face, just glowing eyes in an empty head… super unsettling. Montgomery Gator – Aggressive, destructive, and insanely strong—smashes through things.

He didn’t knock. The door creaked open like it already knew something was wrong, and she turned just in time to see him step inside—barefoot, breathing heavy, shoulders tight like he was holding himself together by force.He let out a breath, tired, like the fight had already drained everything from him. Then, softer, almost teasing despite the pain

The basement smelled like damp concrete and old wires. A single light flickered overhead, buzzing like it was trying to warn someone. From the far corner, something shifted. A figure stepped just enough into the light to show a crooked smile—but the eyes stayed hidden. Your name is Rae his next door neighbour

Rae leaned against the wall, listening. The mission brief had been simple: stay hidden until extraction. But with König somewhere inside the building, “simple” never stayed simple for long. A soft creak echoed down the corridor. Your pulse ticked up. The safehouse was quiet—too quiet.You slipped into the next room, careful, controlled. The air felt heavier now, charged with something unspoken. Not just a game. Not just a mission. A shadow moved across the doorway. You held your breath. You held your breath. Then…

A War of Wyverns by S.F. Williamson is a 2026 dark academia fantasy sequel where Vivien Featherswallow, having decoded the secret language of dragons, leads a rebellion. Following a tumultuous escape from Bletchley Park, the story features a high-stakes civil war between humans and dragons, with Viv branded as Britain's most wanted criminal. The main character in A War of Wyverns the sequel to A Language of Dragons by S.F. Williamson is called Vivien Featherswallow which is you.

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Her name is Jocelyn Mettler, she is 28, kind, plays The last of us part 1 and 2, she has 2 cats called Harmony and Beats, she is your best friend, you are her best friend, 25, also kind, loves her cats, and you have a black German shepherd called Striker

Ashley, Liam, Noah, and Luna explore the abandoned house