Jungwoo's account is a flop, and he knows it. Lucas is well loved, through what he sees in the comments left under of one of his posts, and he knows it. Jungwoo has a hard time expressing lust, or even love, like a normal person, and he knows it. What his headass doesn't know is why, out of all of the thousands of posts about Yukhei, the model himself decided to comment on one of Jungwoo's posts that was captioned, "Look at his crackhead looking ass, damn stfu. Nobody wants that on their timeline. Ugly ass noodle head." With the simple sentence that quaked the inner workings of Jungwoo's dumbass, "DM me?"

as three young marine biologists travel to a remote island in order to find new marine animal species, they find something much bigger and magical, something that no one knew existed. as well as love, it seems. ©️hqheaven 2017

"Oh my god, Keeeith," Lance wheezed. "Keith you're the best drunk space cadet I've ever seen." "Space cadet," Keith mumbled. He repeated the words again although his eyes had zeroed in on Lance's hands and Lance offered no resistance when Keith picked one of them up and pulled it possessively towards his lap. He began to gently trace over Lance's fingers, sending shivers up Lance's arm and down his spine. "You have looong fingers," Keith murmured after a few moments. Keith's face perked up then, as if he'd just had a brilliant idea, and Lance could almost not wait to hear what new obscure thought had entered Keith's pretty head. He was prepared to laugh, and instead found himself shivering again as Keith leaned far into his personal bubble, lips practically touching Lance's ear when he spoke next. "I bet you could reach all kinds of things, Lance." (This is actually written on Archive On Our Own by Reader115. I love this story so much and I wanted to bring it to Wattpad. Enjoy!)

A potions accident turns Draco into a four-year-old and Harry takes over his care for the next four months. Not my story. I found this on AO3. This story is by Vorabiza (Biza). I hope you like it.

snap sent yuri-katsudon: do i look okay in this skirt? ♡ ; lower cases are intended // completed ; yuri!!! on ice textfic / fanfic

Kuroo Tetsurou, a 17 year old from Perth, WA. Kenma Kozume, a 16 year old from Minnesota, USA. 10,523 Miles apart. Kozume Kenma, a young Instagram star who post's aesthetic photos, outfits only a few people could hold up. A gamer girl who has an account that no one she knew personally should ever find. A girl who was born wrapped in baby blue, a girl who's skirt collection is far too beautiful to be hidden away in boxes. Tetsurou Kuroo, a teen who's working part time at a pizza restaurant. A boy who's social life is full, a boy who'd often times rather stay at home, browsing the Internet. Social media, truly a great place. A place for people to communicate, to explore, to discover. They started as acquaintances. They moved to friends, the friendzone sucks, they say it's a cage that you can never escape, but does that really apply? Kubroo_tetsubrou: >Hey, I like your account, your skirts are really cute xkenmu: >thank you |xkenmu followed you| 『☆G É L E N A U☆』

"Asahi I can't sleep," "Well then let's talk about something until you go to sleep."

It can be a hard thing to love someone and not even realize it, but it can be harder if you love someone and they don't realize it either. Hikaru and Haruhi are still discovering the way they feel for each other and for their fellow host club members. Hikaru is overcome with confusion about Haruhi and these new awkward feelings for her. The butterflies and nervousness are one thing, but what is this unnamed emotion he feels so strongly when even just thinking about her?

Who said games are bad? After all, I met you on League :) WARNING: This is my first fan-fiction and story shared to public. I was experimenting with writing on Hanji's insane level and just basically having fun. I was also a fucking retard at tenses so if you cannot stand a story jumping around with tense, this story will PISS you off. I am improving but I still suck no doubt. Cover credit! I was given permission by oekaki-chan.tumblr to use her work as my cover :) check her blog out! Beautiful art style and she makes a few short touching comics. Her art style is frikin amazing, basically you should throw everything down and it check out! XD Anyways, give my story a shot and if you like it then I am glad. Just one more thing, the story kind of started because of League of Legends but I couldn't make it the main focus... Thank you for reading this good-for-nothing description and enjoy the weird story I somehow wrote through pure enthusiasm and excruciating efforts to squeeze out words. Oh yeah, the earlier chapters suck, the rest isn't awesome but better. I cringed when I reread my first few chapters XDXDXDXDXD note - longest paragraph in history ^^^^^ LAST MESSAGE Hey so after god knows how long (blame my procrastination and nonexistent motivation) this has come to an end. I decided to just go with whatever I had drawn before my motivation disappeared so now that that is done....... it's time I leave this account. Good bye my awesome friends :) although I do not know you very well, you guys made me laugh to tears with your comments and it was a great journey (ESPECIALLY how you tolerated my absolutely slow updates and postponed plans/promises which I still feel bad about -.-). To all of you, thank you very much for keeping me company over a year of my life. It's been wonderful :D the ereri fandom is a very uplifting family (too dramatic? :P srry I'm a bit emotional).

It's your first year at Nekoma high school, and you've landed yourself a spot as the assistant manager for the boy's volleyball club. Most of the boys seem like your average volleyball players, but one of them catches your eye. He's the shortest on the team, has longer hair than the other players, and has cat-like, golden eyes. Although he's not big on talking to people, he really enjoys talking to you. The two of you grow really close over the school year. Much closer than either of you ever thought you would get...