[EXTRAS] A collection of Kei povs from head over heels. This is his story now. Kei is deeply, and unconditionally in love with his best friend's brother. Things get complicated. Chaos ensues. Featuring never been seen before Kei and Evan shenanigans. Gus therapy sessions. Natsu, the icon that she is. That one conversation with Ethan. And others. Kei is very entertaining. IMPORTANT NOTE - this is based on my story head over heels. read that first or be mega confused.

[BOOK THREE] Ethan Reed has always been the golden boy. The favorite son, the captain of the volleyball team. Perfect. He has to be perfect. But after everything, Ethan finds himself crippled by the pressure of it all. It builds and it builds all the way to a breaking point, so eventually, when Ethan finally cracks under the pressure, no one is surprised. What is surprising however, is the boy that arrives to pick up the pieces. When Ethan struggles to hold it together over the road to the finals, June is there, and together, with him, his friends, and a twin brother desperately trying to heal their broken family, Ethan starts to finally feel like there might be hope after all. [NOTE - this is the THIRD book in the head over heels trilogy. it isn't a stand alone, read the others first!]

[BOOK TWO] Hugo never thought a sexuality crisis would be on the cards for him. Seriously, him being anything not straight was never even really something he'd even thought about. That was, until he kissed his best friend and it should have meant nothing but well... did this type of thing come with an instruction manual? Alex just wants to keep his best friend. Does he have feelings? Maybe. So far he's managed to ignore them. Conceal don't fucking feel as the Disney obsessed dickhead would say. But hell, he had feelings for Hugo of all people? Seriously? What the fuck universe? After winning nationals, Hugo starts acting weirder and weirder, Alex has no idea what to think. Usually, weird is normal for Hugo. They both struggle to reconcile their rapidly fading friendship. Then, well... Shit happens, and Hugo and Alex are forced closer than ever. It's a whole thing. Seriously. IMPORTANT NOTE: this is a continuation of head over heels, it picks up where the story left off, only from Hugo + Alex's povs :) I would HIGHLY recommend reading head over heels first.

☕ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 🥀 (｡>﹏<｡) two years later, the heart still remembers... ✧･ﾟ: * It's been two years since Arabella stood at the airport, kissed her goodbye, and let her go. *:･ﾟ✧ Now? Arabella's moved into a small, cozy house near the Violet Hour-the little café that still smells like dreams and burnt espresso. Her life is quieter now. Lonelier. Full of familiar streets, old friends, and a love she never really put down. She tells herself she's okay. That time heals everything. That some love stories are supposed to end before they really begin. Until fate-and a certain someone-decides to come crashing back into her life. Until "what if" becomes "what now." Because the heart doesn't forget the places it called home. And neither does she. 𓆩♡𓆪 "When they try to criticize, I choose to ignore all of it... and instead I think of you some more. Cuz I want you." I want you - minova 𓆩♡𓆪 📖 slow-burn angst ✧ second chances ✧ cozy cafe dates ✧ stolen glances ✧ a love story written in missed calls, coffee cups, and unfinished goodbyes. Will Arabella risk it all again for the girl who never really left her heart? Or will she finally learn how to love herself more than the memory of what could have been? ☁️ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑... ♡

"If I were able to steal the key to your heart, I would only use it when it needs some love... but it's hard since we're apart-it's got me wondering." - If You Were Mine, Minova ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ In the flickering warmth of an old coffee shop-where the record player skips just enough to feel vintage and the air always smells like cinnamon and nostalgia-Arabella exists quietly. She's just a girl with chipped polish, thrifted sweaters, and a heart that loves a little too much in silence. Her days pass in a blur of steamed milk, soft indie music, and the same familiar faces. Until Sabrina Carpenter walks in. Velvet voice, honeyed eyes, famous smile-the kind of girl who belongs on billboards, not in a place like The Violet Hour. But she returns. Again and again. And Arabella starts to wonder if maybe the universe isn't as cruel as it seems. They speak in glances at first, in scribbled lyrics on receipts, in fingers that brush too long when coffee is handed over. Time slows. The air shifts. It's soft, but it's burning. And somewhere between espresso shots and midnight rain, Arabella falls-not just for Sabrina, but for the idea that maybe she could be someone's muse too. ༄ a story of slow touches, aching tension, & everything unsaid. ༄ a little broken, a little brave. ✦ content warnings: 18+ - smut, heavy yearning, soft cussing, public teasing, artistic angst, and just enough heartbreak to make the sweetness sting. ✧ aesthetic moodboard: ❝ foggy glass / lipstick on collars / tangled headphones / journal pages with hearts / whispered secrets / candlelight & cigarettes ❞ ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ "If I could go outside and take you out, we could talk all night-you're all I think about." - If You Were Mine, Minova ✧ a tender storm dressed in flannel and stardust.

on the surface, sabrina carpenter is everything she's supposed to be: polished, perfect, straight. but when a single look from billie eilish makes something shift, the cracks in her carefully crafted image start to show. billie, who has always known exactly who she is, recognizes that look instantly. she knows what it means. and she's curious. the air between them is warm at first - just a flicker, a glance, a harmless pull. but heat rises. and once it starts, it's impossible to ignore.

So, there's this girl. She's perfect. And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, that's what every lovesick sap says about the girl that they pine after but I'm serious. She's literally perfect. She's smart, she's athletic, and she's got this- this amazing laugh that just makes you want to laugh with her. She's tall like a model, with this long, dark brown hair, and these blue eyes- holy shit, don't even get me started on those eyes. And then... there's her brother. He's the exact opposite. The dude is practically a giant. He's tall, muscular, vulgar, rude, and, honestly, the scariest person that I have ever met in my life. But guess which one I have a date with. Kai Avery. Where to begin? He's popular, get's good grades, has devilishly good looks, he's got it all! Well, all except for the girl of his dreams, Rose Clary. When he finally gets his chance to ask her out without her scary brother around, it all goes downhill when he's ambushed by Blake Clary himself. In a panic, he lies and says he was coming to talk to Blake instead. He expected to get punched, but instead... got a date for Friday night. *** WARNING WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN BE A BABE AND GET OFF MY PAGE K THANKS ***

Complicated. One word quite easily summed up Sophie's life. She tried her best to fix her life, but always found the complication came from one person; Joanna. But how could she make her life easier when she loved that person more than anyone, an unhealthy devotion with no compromise. She had no other option, until another girl entered the fray. Spin-off of Enemies with Benfits but can be read as stand alone. Cover made by M_Rainberry

A Golden Girl missing A Slytherin Prince trapped An Order holding secrets And a Dark Lord ruling. ____________________________________ WARNING: Dark AU with deep discussions of trauma caused by physical, emotional and sexual abuse. Explicit language and content. This story starts out in the midst of the darkness, and shows the trauma, and healing journeys of each character as they fight to keep as much of themselves as possible, in a world trying to take it all. ____________________________________ Please refer to AO3 for: Translations, Art, Updated Policy, Newer Edited Version

sirius black accidentally texts the wrong number. completed in 2017, random periodic updates when i feel like writing one-shots, or it hits a specific number of reads