Summary: Have you ever watched that movie with Scarlett Johansson where she works as a nanny for a very rich family, and Chris Evans is her very hot and cute neighbour? Well, that's kind of been my life for the past few months. Hot neighbour included. Author's note: This story has been on my drafts for ages, and I wasn't planning on posting it because when I finished it I didn't like it that much. I even wrote a different version with someone else. But the the other day someone liked the "imagine" that inspired it, and sinde I don't have anything else finished to post besides "Bluebell", I said, why not? I'm sure worst things have been posted 😅 I hope you enjoy it, and as always, thank you for reading! 💜
For some reason he won't leave you alone! It's every class he HAS to bother you in some way. Now you're paired up for a project with him? "Please Yuta LEAVE ME ALONE." Yuta X Reader (ft. Taeyong, Johnny,and Doyoung)
This will all be one-shots per couple! Enjoy the yaoi
[completed] when thomas gets a part in a new movie, dylan becomes lonely and jealous of thomas' co-star.warning: LOTS OF CUTE DYLMAS YAYsequel to "they were right"
This story starts with a baby boy left on a door step This baby boy is known as Y/N Little does this boy know but he will one day become one of the most feared person in the Super and non-super natural Worlds.(Best Rank So Far #1 In Koneko Tag 17/6/2020)
the youngest petrovna gets tangled in an affair with a peaky blinder. john shelbypeaky blinderscomplete
In the Network, everyone has The Dream, of wind and sunshine and grass and the stars. Well...almost everyone. Alaric Constantine is fifteen, and no visions of the Aboveground have come to him. He is the outcast, shunned by his people for being different. But then a vision comes to him. Not a vision of light and warmth and beauty, but of darkness and fire and...bees. What could these visions mean? Could they have anything to do with the Prophecy of Darkness, written by Alaric's grandfather who lived hundreds to thousands of years ago? Now Alaric must band together with his friends, old and new, to stop a stirring darkness before it rises and destroys the Network forever.
This was requested by MintFlavouredKitkat. I have to throw in a warning that this story does hit some very sensitive topics, and if you don't deal with that kind of stuff very well, then please do NOT read this. I know dealing with depression is a hard thing, and it's not something to be taken lightly. If this story in anyway offends you, I apologize. I hope you enjoy this story and thank you for reading. Love ya!
"Harry, meet Isabella Blake, our new photographer."Ally spoke out into the silent air, unsure of just how much her words truly weighed in that moment. I bit my lip back into my mouth, closing my eyes for a second in search of my composure. "Isabella Blake, meet Harry Styles."It was then, finally, that I allowed my head to turn. I twisted in my chair, at last, to lay my eyes on him. Unfortunately, he hadn't lost his looks in the past week. This time, he was clad in a simple black t-shirt and sweatpants, much like he had been by the time I'd left his house on Friday, causing my mind to veer off in recollection of that very evening. I was brought back only a second later by the way his eyes were already burning into me, setting my body ablaze just as they had before, despite the previous look of lust I'd become accustomed to being replaced with one of pure shock. His lips were parted, his eyes wide, as if he was searching for the right words to say, as he, too, had the same realisation that I did.After what felt like hours of silence, he finally broke it, refusing to tear his eyes from me, but daring to speak into the space between us, tentatively."Oh, fuck."