When Queen Glacier of the Icewings readily awaits her first heir - no doubt a girl - she is shocked to find not the lovely, adorable small face of a newly hatched daughter - but a son. Prince Blizzard. Her first born. And a failure. What makes it even more humiliating is that he isn't even NORMAL. He has a condition called Icescales, the exact opposite of firescales. Wherever his scales touch, all living life instantly freezes over. So, he's banished from the Ice Kingdom, never to be seen again. But Prince Blizzard isn't that weak. He makes it all the way to the Sky Kingdom, where he meets Peril. Something ignites between them, and despite their differences, despite their conditions, they fall in love. But not everyone is ready to accept that. With animus magic, crowns, and a whole lot of broken trust and hearts, Blizzard and Peril must find a balance between their lives.

ragebate. I love it

This is a short little thing I decided to cook up for Mystic, or @Azure_Wrath_F! Happy birthday Mystic :D don't mind the cover-

Vee has been locked away in a tiny room with nothing but herself to keep her company. The reason why? Delilah decided Vee needed a second version, and locked Vee away in complete solitude. However, Shelly got lost, and ended up making her way into the blocked of area of Gardenview, finding Vee, broken and alone. As Shelly helps Vee out of there, Vee is struggling with who she is, if she will ever be good enough, and if she can ever find herself. (This story is a tiny bit inspired from the shatter me series)

You, (AKA, 007n7), has been shunned from the usual group of the main survivors. All because of the kid you adopted, who is now a vicious killer. They don't know that c00lkid thinks it is just tag. They'll never understand you and your relationship with c00lkid. However, the indestructible loop you're stuck in starts glitching. Suddenly, everyone turns for your help, and only one thing is on your mind. Save c00lkid.

"We are the hunters-but IT had other plans." There was something with the way Forsaken had changed. Suddenly, instead of exciting rounds, instead of killing survivors for the glee and fun of it, something happened. The killers really learn how to suffer. A mass infection. A gashing wound. A sip of sour tea. Even Pr3ttyprincess knows she's never making it out alive when she realizes that they have one life. What happens when the Forsaken killer crew fight their way through the rampageous horde of infected crawling in the shadows everywhere they go? And why does it feel like the Spectre hates them now? It's just a matter of time. "Pr3tty.. we're going to be fine." "Don't be such a sore loser!" TW: DEAD DOVE, (AKA uncomfortable topics), gore and killing (obviously) swearing THE SECOND BOOK OF ACFTYD.

I love these two sm THIS FANFIC HAS THE NEW NOLI LORE IN IT.. BUT IT ALSO HAS THE OLD 007N LORE also kind of..? Slow burn.. THIS FIC MAY CONTAIN.. misspellings.. bad grammar.. short writing.. // THIS FIC HAS LESS EFFORT IT IN SO DONT EXPECT SOME TOP NOTCH LEVEL WRITING AND FANCY THINGS.. //ALSO may contain SMUT or other things.. I'll think about it..??

007n7 as a killer yesss sirrr,(btw this is my first time writing and I fell in love with the thought 007n7 as a killer🔪👌 plus he's my favourite heheh, please don'tjudge my cringing ass story😭)inspired by Marazulyrosa1, yes yes😃

Brooke Matthews has everything under control-until Eleanora Jameson ruins it. Perfect grades. Clean record. Graduation in sight. Brooke has spent years staying out of trouble, especially the kind that wears rumors like armor and doesn't care who gets burned. Eleanora Jameson is that kind of trouble. When Eleanora gets Brooke dragged into serious trouble, they're forced into each other's space-detention, meetings, stolen hours neither of them wants. They clash. They argue. They refuse to understand each other. Until the anger starts to feel like something else. Because Eleanora sees the cracks Brooke hides. And Brooke can't stop noticing the girl she swore she hated. Enemies turn into secrets. Secrets turn into desire. And desire might cost Brooke everything she's built. Some girls ruin your reputation. Others ruin your heart.

"We will always be hunted down." There was something with the way Forsaken had changed. Suddenly, instead of cruel rounds, instead of killers chasing after and draining their stamina, something happened. The doors of the damned has opened for them. It has dragged them down to hell. Like an elevator choosing their ice-cold demise. A pizza throw. A block, a singular punch. A slash. A stab, a prayer to for the Spawn's control. A coin flip to your demise. What happens when the Forsaken crew fight their way through the rampageous horde of infected crawling in the shadows everywhere they go? And why do they feel like there's always something watching them? It's just a matter of time. "Chance.. are you okay?" "I'm great as ever!" TW: DEAD DOVE, (AKA uncomfortable topics), gore and killing (obviously) swearing