"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.

❝ i didn't want to hurt you, mila! i never meant to! ❞ ❝ well you did, gracie. you have this entire time ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a guarded indie artist and a rising songwriter fall in love while battling industry sabotage, personal fears, and the undeniable pull of their connection. ❝ i thought we meant something to each other. i guess it was just one sided. ❞ ❝ it wasn't one sided! it never was! ❞ this is officially signed for my friend, annie -brooke <3 ( gracie abrams x fem! oc ) ( started : nov 19th, 2024 ) ( ended : ??? )

Gabriela Tavares didn't come to Hollywood to fall in love. She came to work hard, bake too many cinnamon rolls, and prove that she could stay soft in an industry that wants everything sharp. Her career is rising fast, even if her new PR team is determined to turn her into someone she's not. Still, she smiles. She adapts. She keeps her heart exactly where it's always been: hidden. Taylor Swift knows exactly how to play the part. Global icon, perfect hair, one-liners ready for the cameras. But underneath it all, she's lonely, overexposed, and way too good at pretending not to feel anything at all. Especially when it comes to someone like Gabriela. They meet once. It's brief. Forgettable. Except neither of them does. In a world full of noise and fake stories, what they find is real. No cameras. No scripts. Just two people who can't pretend anymore. The world might not believe it. But they do. --- As always, this story contains topic that some people may not be comfortable with. I won't give trigger warnings throughout the book, so please stop reading if you ever feel uncomfortable. Some of the topics mentioned throughout the story (in no particular order): -profanity -explicit content -disordered eating -homophobia -annoying ass men --- Please do not translate this or use any of my characters or writing without permission! -- 🥇in #swift 🥇 in #taylorswift 🥇 in #swiftie

The Eras Tour brought them together, one girl who didn't believe she was slightly into women, while the other was already down in-love, giving her everything into relationship.

"you're the worst of my crimes" When the line of reality blurs. [Gracie Abrams x FemOC] Started 24/2/25 Finished 26/5/25

───꒰'📖'꒱ ⭑.ᐟ𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 ━๑ˊ➜𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄 Amalia y Anthony siempre se han gustado, pero son muy orgullosos para reconocerlo. ( anthony bridgerton fanfiction ) ( anthony bridgerton x oc!fem ) ( cover by: @crdycceps ) 𝗳𝗲𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘀 © 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰

Grosvenor Square, 1813 Dearest reader, the time has come to place our bets for the upcoming social season. Consider the household of the Baron Featherington. Three misses foisted upon the marriage market like sorrowful sows by their tasteless, tactless mama. Far better odds might exist in the household of the widowed Viscountess Bridgerton. A shockingly prolific family, noted for its bounty of perfectly handsome sons and perfectly beautiful daughters. How very perfect, indeed! However, as the debut of the young girls of London begins, another mystery is to be found rolling into the ton. The new wife of the Earl Townsend makes her appearance from the faraway land of the Americas. How she shall fare in a world of new customs, we shall see. eloise bridgerton x fem!oc

He was the ninth Viscount Bridgerton and also a former "capital R rake." She was the thirteenth surviving child of King George III of Great Britain and Ireland and Queen Charlotte of Mecklenburg-Strelitz. She also happened to be a shelter princess. They seemed like an unlikely match... to most. Will she become his love match that he did not want at first? Or will she become the bane of his existence... and the object of all his desires? Disclaimer: I do not own any of the rights. All rights go to the author of the books and Netflix.

"Another round, please!" I leaned across the bar, eyeing the petite blonde with a playful smirk. "That'll be your fifth espresso martini tonight, Carpenter. Treading dangerous waters, aren't we?" Sabrina's lips curled into a dazzling smile as she slapped a crisp fifty on the marbeled countertop. Her piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, sending a jolt through my spine. "Oh, come now," she purred, her voice a silky challenge. "You wouldn't dream of cutting me off just when I'm starting to warm up to you, would you, bartender?" *•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• Y/N, one of Manhattan's top bartenders, works her magic at a luxurious Marriott hotel. Her skills behind the bar are legendary, but nothing prepares her for the night Sabrina Carpenter walks in. Fresh from a sold-out show at Madison Square Garden for the Short N' Sweet Tour, the pop sensation finds herself drawn to the charismatic mixologist. Sabrina, known for guarding her heart, faces an unexpected challenge. In the city that never sleeps, could this chance encounter between Y/N and Sabrina ignite an extraordinary romance? **started 10/7/24**

❝Finnick and Taiya have kept up with their training more than any other tribute,.❞ Haymitch said shaking his head. ❝They'd both kill and die for each other. I'm serious Katniss, do not cross them. She's actually a very lovely young lady, friends with just about every victor there is, she'll be last on their kill list.❞ ˙· 𓆝.° ｡˚𓆛˚｡ °.𓆞 ·˙ In which Finnick and his childhood best friend, Taiya, find themselves thrust into the Hunger Games arena and discover the power of deceit, love and violence. IF YOU JUST WANT CATCHING FIRE ONWARDS, SKIP TO ACT 3 ˙· 𓆝.° ｡˚𓆛˚｡ °.𓆞 ·˙ ❝𝑀𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝒹𝒹𝓈 𝒷𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇.❞ ❪ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 ❫ ❪ ℙ𝕣𝕖 ℂ𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕖 - 𝕄𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕛𝕒𝕪 ❫ ❪ 𝔽𝕖𝕞!𝕆ℂ 𝕩 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕆𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕣 ❫