You found him, his back against the thrones arm rest and his legs draped over the other. The light shone directly on him. He held an old looking guitar in his arms, his hand strumming along as he hummed a soft tune. You tilted your head as you quietly listened in, completely forgetting the reason why you were looking for Lord Wilbur in the first place. You could doze off to his calm melody, it was nice. You closed your eyes as you blocked out noise other than Wilburs strumming. You could've stayed there forever just listening to him. You actually began to doze off, causing you to jump a little. As you did the sound of your potions clinked together which got the attention of Lord Wilbur. Your eyes met with his dark brown ones. "Lady Y/n?" He questioned.

A collection of not so short, short stories featuring your favourite characters and some characters you might not know much about. Slow updates in progress. REQUESTS ARE CLOSED As the title suggests, this is volume 1 and volume 2 should soon be underway. Part of my Hogwarts Library Series

{imagines book} includes smut we all know that jawline can 𝖈𝖚𝖙 highest rankings: #1 in fivehargreeves #70 in imagines ty :' i appreciate you sinners

(Arthur Morgan X Female Reader) 'Love in a hurricane, Playing a Dangerous game...' You are a newly adopted rescue into the Van der Linde gang after being held hostage by the dreaded O Driscolls. A sudden fascination kindles in you for the mysterious Arthur Morgan, and after spending time together out on a ride- feelings quickly become apparent. Under the night time blanket, no holds are barred it seems, and these emotions are expressed without hesitation. But past scars bleed heavy, and falling in love with this outlaw proves to be no easy task when you learn his affections are not as easy as they first seemed; only further enforced by the bustling chaos of the world around you- lost in barbaric gun fights and gang rivalry. Is there a light at the end of this tunnel? Or is the course of true love doomed to run dry? {Image used in cover credits to @rayxlu on instagram} **all images used in my chapter headers do NOT belong to me. All credit goes to the owners/creators of the images. I have used these for creative non-profit purposes**

ғɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴢᴇʀᴏ, ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪᴘ. ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴡᴇ'ᴅ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ. __ ᴢᴇʀᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ғɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ғɪᴠᴇs ʜᴀɴᴅs sʟɪᴘ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴢᴇʀᴏs ɢʀᴀsᴘ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ʀɪɢʜᴛ? __ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ sᴏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ. ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ᴛᴡɪɴ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ʙᴜᴅᴅɪᴇs, ɴᴏɴ-ʙɪᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪғ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʀ ᴍɪɴᴅsᴇᴛ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ sɪsᴛᴇʀs/ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs/ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅs ᴏғ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴏᴡɴ ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ ғɪᴠᴇs ʜᴀᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴀ 58-ʏᴇᴀʀ-ᴏʟᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛ ᴠᴇssᴇʟ sʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ sᴇᴇɴ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅs ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪsᴇ ᴀs ʜᴇʀ 'ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ' __ sʟɪɢʜᴛ ғʟᴜғғ| sᴍᴜᴛ // ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ғᴄ: ᴍᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ sᴏɴɢ: ʟᴇᴡɪs ᴄᴀᴘᴀʟᴅɪ || sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ __ Published: 19/2/2019

❛That's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so lovable.❜ FIVE/OC THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY SEASON 1- EXPLICIT LANGUAGE ADULT THEMES HIGHEST RANK: #1 in #fivehargreeves

-all the kids cried out, "please stop, you're scaring me"- -i can't help this awful energy- -god damn right, you should be scared of me-

❝ you, jacob frye, are either as mad as the devil or the most dauntless man i have ever met... and I love you more than the stars for it. ❞ NOTHING IS TRUE. EVERYTHING IS PERMITTED. Love is rarely found amongst war, and London is a Templar stronghold where chaos runs free. Miraculously, however, the infamous Assassin Scarlett Lestrange Dalager somehow found it in the younger, headstrong, and undoubtedly devilish Jacob Frye. [ JACOB FRYE x OC ] [ ASSASSIN'S CREED SYNDICATE ]

"SHE HAS BEEN THROUGH HELL. SO BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY, FEAR HER WHEN SHE LOOKS INTO A FIRE AND SMILES." (steve harrington) (season 1-?)