"You're staring." Adriana stated, snapping Cedric out of his thoughts. "Sorry" he said quickly, shaking his head. Adriana sighed and closed her book, looking at Cedric as he watched the horses mess around. She cleared her throat and stood up in front of Cedric. "Kiss me." Adriana said, lifting Cedric's chin up with...
Luka Couffaine x Reader. Adrien Agreste always got what he wanted, even the chance to attend public school, while (Y/n) Agreste was left behind. However, when she finally wins the fight against her father to attend too, she meets someone. Luka Couffaine has the same heartbroken eyes as (Y/n), but they are in two diffe...
when a girl from Ilvermorny accidentally sends a picture to a flustered boy in Hufflepuff. a social medic x real life fanfic; cedric diggory
"I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE WORLD IN YOU" hermione granger x sage whitaker (oc) (top-tdh) part one - completed - (1-17) part two - completed - (18-34) part three - ongoing - (35-?)
He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
new tweet from @loadedrodrick! @giselleaoki has my heart based off the song come my way by housecall :) better go listen to them
[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well;...
Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature...
She found him in the middle of a forest. He exposed her to a world she never imagined. Their lives will never be the same again.
