PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals

"Will you help me, [Y/N]?" "I don't do favors, Rogers. What do I get in return?" "What do you want?" "Now you're speaking my language, captain." --- [Y/F/N] [Y/L/N] is a villain, feared, destructive, and high on the Avengers' watch list. She's classified as a major threat, too dangerous to be left alone despite being one of the more quiet ones. Unfortunately for them, she's a slippery bastard who seems to always know how to play her cards right. They never stood a chance. After a slip-up on her part, a certain super soldier managed to track her down and got to know her better than any criminal report can. It only reminded him that the world never was so black and white. [Takes place after CA:TWS and before AoU in an AU where Bucky stayed with Steve and became an avenger] ++**~~COMPLETE BUT UNDER MAJOR RE-EDITTING~~**++

AU. Italy, WW2. Feliciano Vargas is a passionate, if slightly scared, Italian resistance member. Falling in love with a German fighter pilot was the last thing he expected... and it will test his national loyalty, and his heart, to their limits. \\ I DO NOT OWN THE STORY! I read this online and I wanted to put it on Wattpad so that more people could enjoy it. Full credit to George Devalier on Fanfiction.net. Make sure to also read all of his other amazing fanfiction! //

✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡ ᗩs known, our bundle of sunshine Hinata gets a bit nervous before every match. Okay- very nervous. Major anxiety. But there's been a new change in Hinata's pre-match rituals; Hinata finds a moment now to grab Kageyama's clothing. After that signal, they move to a private location and they... Hug. This weird 'ritual' of theirs started about five months ago, around the time of the interhigh prelims. Hinata has began to loose his nerve before games, and the only way to calm him down is... ...to hear a heartbeat. Odd, perhaps. But there's something soothing about the rhythmic thumping, and wanting Hinata to be his best, Kageyama provides this comfort. But will feelings sprout from these intimate interactions? ✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡✧*｡ !ᑎOTIᑕE! This comic series does NOT belong to me, nor the characters! But I found this comic on Pinterest, and being in love with it I decided to post it here! Like I've seen many other people do. !ᗩᑎOTᕼEᖇ ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎG! This comic does contain some mature parts, but nothing /actually/ happens! I promise!

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

"You did good." Oh god his accent. "I don't think I've seen you race that well before." Dream looked over to him, raising an eyebrow amidst his prideful grin. "You've come to my races before?" - Dream likes to race for the rush of adrenaline, and George looks so pretty when he waves the starting flags. - Accelerate was a written collab by @isntitcrazy and @honkdaddyy. Both of us do not want this to be reuploaded anywhere, and especially not here. We weren't going to upload Accelerate to Wattpad in the first place but people went against both of our boundaries and uploaded it anyway. If you see any fics of Accelerate that aren't from this account, please report them. There is NSFW in it.