.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.KISS WITH A FIST.
written by elyse— ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚。⋆
best read in times new roman, dark mode.
˖⋆࿐໋ ( the summary. )
❛ aut viam inveniam aut faciam ❜
i will either find a way, or i will make one.latin proverb
/ hannibal
ELLE DAVIES HAS LOVED quidditch since the day she was tall enough to sling her tiny little leg over the broomstick handle of her brother's Cleansweep and zoom around her grandmother's tiny living room (and it's saying a lot, considering she's been the same height since she was ten years of age). As the first Davies daughter in over a decade, there was a substantial objection to her obsession with Quidditch ("Eleanor, why can't you enjoy something ladylike for once in your life?"), but Elle doesn't care. The wind sweeping her hair off of her neck, the feeling of being airborne as she flies with the wind behind her, the high she gets from Quidditch is simply enough to fill her up for the rest of her life, so fuck whatever her family thinks, right?
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Kiss With A Fist ─── Oliver Wood.
Fanfiction❝ you're a bit slow today, davies... ❞ ❝ you're insufferable everyday, wood... ❞ ───── 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑨 𝑭𝑰𝑺𝑻 | elle davies absolutely does NOT like oliver wood... definitely not ! rewriting ! oliver wood x fem...