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They say that only Fools (believe in fairytales) by SunsetSharkbite
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
22 Jan 2023
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”This is Vi,” Powder speaks up before Vi gets a chance. “She’s my sister.”
“You think I’m your sister,” Vi corrects her. The kid rolls her eyes. Caitlyn looks almost like she’s frowning as her eyes dart between them, brow furrowed but her mouth is still very slightly curved upward; definitely a politician.“Well,” she says, “that’s certainly a development.”
When a runaway claiming to be family shows up at Vi’s doorstep, what should have been a simple task bringing the kid back ends up changing her life in ways she never expected.Series
- Part 1 of Once upon a time
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Bookmarked by MegzStar
05 Oct 2026
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As Caitlyn approached the archway, she was intercepted by a shorter woman with a shock of pink hair. They slammed into each other face-first; Caitlyn’s chin clipped her forehead, and she bit her tongue.
They bounced apart, the pink-haired woman holding a hand to her forehead and Caitlyn mumbling a curse under her breath.
“Watch where you’re going, will you?” the woman snapped.
Caitlyn rubbed her jaw before spitting out a mouthful of blood into the shrubbery. “Watch where I’m going?” She scoffed as she shook her head. “I should—“
But then their eyes met, and Caitlyn found herself floored by the simple beauty of powder-blue.
She was slack-jawed for a brief moment, blinking until she regained some semblance of higher thought.
“Well?” the woman demanded, one finely-shaped brow raised. She was wearing a similarly colored outfit—fitted light-blue trousers and a white button-up with a black tie. The matching jacket was hung over her shoulder—had she also escaped from the party because it was too hot?
Caitlyn cleared her throat. Tried not to look at the tattoo on the stranger’s neck. “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude."
Why was she apologizing? This was her property.
Bookmarked by MegzStar
29 Sep 2026
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Every morning, the same woman walked into Honeybrew. Same order. Same booth. Same careful distance from the rest of the world.
Enid Sinclair noticed her immediately.
She couldn't tell you when noticing became something else entirely. Somewhere between memorizing her coffee order and staying up to read books that split you open at the seams.
A slow-burning romance about what it looks like to love someone patiently, specifically, without reservation, and what it means to be the first person who ever has.
Some people are worth learning a whole new language for.
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Wenclair, slow-burning Coffee Shop AU. Lots of fluff, real character growth, and friendships that feel like coming home.
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Bookmarked by MegzStar
13 Sep 2026
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This has been such a good story. 💯 worth the read
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Wednesday and Enid accidentally bind their abilities together: Wednesday begins receiving Enid’s werewolf senses, while Enid is dragged into Wednesday’s visions. Neither of them can control it. Neither of them can shut it off.
It should make hiding their feelings impossible.
Instead, it gives two mutually pining idiots entirely new ways to misunderstand each other—because feeling someone’s fear, pain, desire, and instincts is not the same as knowing whom they would choose.
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Bookmarked by MegzStar
01 Sep 2026
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This was her first night in the city. She’d been forced to move. She had been protecting the same place for several years, had gotten complacent, cocky even. It was to be expected in her line of work, that some people would see her. But they were never supposed to see her change. And it certainly wasn’t supposed to end up on social media, and then the local news, right by her apartment.
She had berated herself for the sloppiness. She was better than that. The only saving grace had been that they hadn’t really seen her. Not the real her, anyway. In the back of her mind, something had nagged at her as she tried to recall herself and realised the mental image was blurry. It had been too long. Her self-identity was flimsy at the best of times, but it had never felt this tenuous. Something needed to change, and so here she was.
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Shapeshifter AU