welcome to block f, a place where you can make a hole in your wall just by punching it. cover by @misfit_logan

‣ ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴ @ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ With the entrance of two redheaded twins, Lana is introduced into a new world. ━━━━━━━━━━━ The Weasley twins; a comedic duo with dreams of opening up a joke shop. Lana Finchley knows this. She's watched them since the pair entered Hogwarts with her. Loud, cocky and full of confidence, she's envious of them. When Dumbledore announces the reinstatement of the Triwizard Tournament, she's surprised when they approach her; they need Aging Potions and fast. Dragged into a world of jokes and wild antics, Lana feels as though she'll finally be like them. All she has to do is make them the potion - simple...right? ━━━━━━━━━━━ Based on Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

"I just need a ticket to the next flight that's taking off. I'll take anything," The Heathrow Airport employee is taken back as I rush up to the check-in station, practically demanding a plane ticket. "Please?" "Are you sure, sir?" The employee asks while trying to hide the fact that she's becoming flustered. I nod my head. "Okay, so the next flight seems to be..." She clicks a few keys on her keyboard then a few times on her mouse before coming to a stop. With every second that goes by the more anxious I become. My heart pounds against my chest like a hammer in anticipation of where I'm going to be starting my new life. "Well? Anything? I told you that it could literally be anywhere in the world." "Hold on, sir," She tries to pull a professional smile, but I can easily see that I'm beginning to aggravate her. "The next flight is to South Carolina in the United States, and it's going to begin boarding in about fifteen minutes. If that is where you choose to-" "Sounds perfect. How much is it?" I interrupt her. "And make sure it's a one way ticket. I have zero plans of ever coming back."

I wouldn't be able to forget all the little things from my son. His first word. His first footstep. His first piece of hair. But the guilt is eating me away, because his father doesn't know. His father doesn't know that there is another piece of blood related to him on this Earth. Even though his father is a natural popstar. -Mia Lovenburg © COPYRIGHTED ANTONICE LEA. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS MATERIAL CONTAINS FEDERAL COPYRIGHT. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE PRODUCED OR SUBMITTED IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM UNTIL OTHERWISE PROVEN AND WRITTEN FORMALLY BY ANTONICE LEA. trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csd7eviUbHc&feature=youtube_gdata [[this was one of my first fanfics and well have all had that terrible fanfic so if you like my other stories dont read this bc its shit and not like my other ones. yeah so good luck if you want to, its terrible though]]

❝Every time I ran, I ran to you. I meant it every time I said I loved you.❞

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

With a lump in my throat, I looked down to place the sticker with my number on my shirt. When I looked back up, I took in the scene before me and nervously gulped. The waiting area was filled to the brim. There were literally no seats left, and so I backed into a corner, leaned my back against the wall and slumped down to the ground. I didn't quite know what to do with myself so I began fidgeting and playing with my thumbs. When I looked back up, I noticed someone staring at me, or rather, at the bottom of my shoe. I raised my eyebrow questioningly, and he began walking towards me. --- When Andrea Flynn first auditioned for The X Factor, she insisted on going alone. In any case, that's the way it's always been, just her and her old guitar. She found comfort in being by herself, and alone was her favorite thing to be. Little did she know, auditioning for Britain's top talent television show would mean that she would never be alone again, but maybe, just maybe, it wasn't such a bad thing after all. And when asked who she had to thank for her new life, she replied “her boots,” because they brought her to the audition, and most importantly, they brought her to Liam. Getting through didn't change her life. He did.

BEST FANFIC SERIES 2018 - @thefanfictionawards Book 2 of the Lush Trilogy (completed ✓) | Continuation of Moulin Rouge (Lush Seduction) | Ever since rekindling his friendship with William, Harry's become the cold, distant club owner Vicky barely recognizes. Vicky's heart shatters when she learns why Harry has been avoiding her. Wherever she goes, heartbreak follows her around. One night, after enduring his indifference for too long, she finally confronts him. After getting everything off her chest, she is set on letting him go. However, walking away is far harder than she imagined, as her feelings for him still run deep. After their confrontation, Harry realizes his mistake. Determined to make things right, he fights to repair what he's broken. But as they face old wounds and new challenges, one question remains-can their love survive the reckoning, or will it all fall apart? WARNING: Mature content. All Rights Reserved by @Butterflytattoo Fanfiction #18

"I'm Luke." "I know." "I'm Brooke," she smiled. I looked at her as if she was the best thing in the world. "I know," I smiled back. © 2014, vanillacid || All Rights Reserved. cover by me highest ranking: #36 in fanfiction

After an amusing banter at the library with a mysterious guy, Savannah hopes that it's the last she'll see of the bickering boy. Come to find out, he's a new student at her school who just so happens to be a junior, much like Savannah. He feels the need to stick around her even though she is the target for childish rumors, gave him the wrong number purposely, has all the comebacks for his pickup lines, tried to run him over with her car, constantly embarrasses him, and repeatedly tells him to 'get lost' or 'shove off.' During their many adventures, not only do they get into many bad situations but they make a few enemies along the way. Will his determination to befriend this stubborn girl spark a friendship between the two or a special kind of hatred? <><><> WARNING: I wrote this story when I was fetus- even more fetus than I am now. I was thirteen and I finished it two or three weeks after I turned 14. That means that this story has grammatical errors. So please, read at your own risk. --- I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ON APP.