𝑰𝑵 which a normal girl moves back to portugal to see her family, but instead becomes infatuated with a certain football player. 'because, after all, we were 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚' - joão fèlix x female oc completed

You are the sister of the famous football player Pedri, but sadly you live far away with your dad after your parents separation. But what happens, when you surprisingly come back and fall in love with your brothers best friend? Now available in Spanish, on my profile! Now available in Croatian!

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴.

When gavi meets his best friends sister, Aline he doesnt know what to think. will this lead to something or will she hate him?

in which , aurora potter mistakenly sent a text message to a slytherin a hp au where voldemort never happened

!!SEQUEL TO WHAT ARE THE ODDS GO READ THAT FIRST!! "mommy who is he?"

jack dylan grazer texting au +social media

Finn Wolfhard x reader (as OC) fanfic <3 BOOK 1 It all started because Josh threw Drew's mullet away. [completed]

It's dark in the closet, I can just vaguely see his features and realise how close we're standing. Like, really close. My chest is toughing his and my hand is resting on his shoulder. As I realise that, I quickly remove it. "Cozy", he whispers in my ear, which make chills run down my spine. "Shut up", I whisper. "McGonagall's class starts in ten minutes, I guess you'll be stuck in here until then", he says smirking. "I can leave at any moment", I say, glaring at him. "And then I'd follow you, and what would people think when they see us leaving a tiny closet like this, together", he whispers and God his voice makes me shiver. "You're such an arrogant git". "And you're a sad nerd". "Stupid sod!" "Pathetic halfblood" "Useless, stuck-up brat!" And then his lips collide with mine, all of the sudden, filled with passion. And I kiss him back. - This was my first HP fanfiction EVER. It's not great, but it's a quick, fun read I guess. If you want something a little more in depth and less ... cringy, I recommend checking out my other works haha All characters are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. #1 in malfoyxreader #1 in dracoxreader #1 in Malfoy #1 in Pureblood #1 in Potter

Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Reginald dismissed turning back to his meal. Their father's unwillingness to listen or care made Five's blood boil. He pushed his plate away and turned back to their father. "I want to time travel." Five demanded threateningly. Their father looked at him unalarmed at his outburst. "No." He said, no longer entertained by the matter not that he shown he was before. Just him replying to Five was enough for everyone to feel shocked. "But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." Five argued appearing beside their father. "See?" He gestured to himself as proof. Reginald didn't even look up from his plate, unamazed with Five's gift. "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." Reginald said waving a hand. Everyone went back to their meals and Five looked angrily at them before locking eyes with Y/n, who gave him a pleading look. She hoped he would just sit down before the situation escalated. "Well, I don't get it." Five mumbled. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Reginald replied. "I'm not afraid." Five countered. "Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald said turning to Five. Five shook his head before turning to run. "Number Five!" Y/n quickly stood going after him. "Number Eight!"