Ville leaves Helsinki to study abroad. That's where he meets Eva, a timid shy girl much like himself. However, when they meet, both parties are maybe (a bit) drunk and what transpires between them that night remains unclear for both of them. That is until they are forced together again under much different circumstances, and what happened between them that night now is strictly against the rules. If they follow their joint urges, it could have serious consequences. Will they follow what they should do, or what they want to do? NC-17 for sexual content Disclaimer: I don't own Ville Valo, or anything affiliated with H.I.M or other famous people mentioned in this story. I do, however, own the original characters and the plot. A/N I'm currently writing the story, but I thought I'd post what I have so far. A little appetizer of sorts. So, I can't say anything about when the whole thing will be up yet. I honestly thought I'd have tons of time to write during my summer break, but alas, so many plans. I don't know how fan-fictiony this is, since much of Ville's background history is changed. Basically, the main male character is named Ville, looks like him and I've tried to portray how he came off in interviews around the Greatest Love Songs Vol. 666 era (shy and completely adorable - his looks are based on that era too)... but that's it. Here's some references: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RPAhnizBTxg https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVAAYuXnfBw ---- I know the interview is in finnish, but go to 5:00 minutes. That laugh will make your day.

"You've never met a monster you couldn't love." IN WHICH|| Aviana Scamander's niffler gets set loose and steals something from the Marauders. AVIANA SCAMANDER x REMUS JOHN LUPIN °marauders era

Izzie Barnes, a broken, lost, troubled girl in her seventh year of Hogwarts. Through all the drinking and drugs and late night breakdowns, she wasn't really sure whether she could find a way out of the hole she built herself in. That was until she met him. She thought she may have been the broken one. But then Remus came along and proved her so very wrong. With their hatred for eachother, their snide remarks, their ability to despise the other so easily, how did all of that get turned around so quickly? -"I always thought that I was the one saving you, but it turns out, you saved me" {prisoner of Azkaban} {teacher x student} {golden trio era}

Olivia is ready to make her final year at Hogwarts one for the books-late-night parties, firewhisky, and a bit of mischief to top it all off. Nothing and no one will stand in her way. Except, perhaps, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Remus Lupin. From the moment they meet, sparks fly-but not the good kind. He disapproves of her reckless ways, and she can't stand his constant interference. But as the year unfolds, Olivia may come to realize that some of the best lessons aren't taught in class-and that first impressions can be deceiving. ------------- ·Golden Trio Era ·Set during Prisoner Of Azkaban ·Slow burn Updating as soon as I can.

A hundred and forty-seven days after Spike dies in the Hellmouth, a grieving Buffy returns to Sunnydale.

listen to silence. it has so much to say. -rumi Copyright © 2016 keillyn (jetblacktrash) #1 on tasm 11/18/19 #1 on andrewgarfield 04/20/20 #1 on theamazingspiderman 07/08/20 #1 on shailenewoodley 05/19/21 #1 on tas 11/21/21 [the amazing spider-man!peter parker x oc]

My eyes filled up with warm tears, my lip quivering as I clenched my fists. This was not the Andy that I knew and loved. No, now he was a monster. A cold hearted, disgusting monster. "Get out, Andy." I snapped. "Snow please. I didn't do it!" He cried. "You liar." I said through gritted teeth. Andy shook his head. "Snow I swear-" "Get out, Andy! Now!" I screamed at him, tears running down my face. Andy dropped to his knees and grabbed my hands with his cold ones, bringing them to his shaking lips. He kissed along my skin delicately before looking up with pleading eyes. "I- I love you. I love you- and- and only you Snow. Without you, I'm lost." Andy said in a shaking tone as he shook his head. I snatched my hands away from him and folded my arms over my chest. "You fed from me. You took too much so I wouldn't remember a thing." I said angrily, pushing against his chest with full force. He swayed back a bit but still sat on his knees, shaking his head. "Yes you did! You lied to me! You're a monster." Andy stood. "Snow, please." "Get out." I snapped. "I was trying to protect you!" "Protect me? From what! You sneaking around? Trying to cover up your lies?" I hissed angrily at him, shoving against his chest. Andy stumbled back a bit and looked at me, tears streaming down his face. "No, Snow. Please listen!" "I don't want to hear it." I snapped. "Snow... please." Andy begged. "I don't want to see you again."

"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."

После неудачной попытки (зачеркнуто) , родители Энди отправляют её в Санаторий, реабилитироваться. Энди утверждает, что с ней всё в порядке и она не совершала этот ужасный поступок, но ей никто не верит. Девушка находит утешение лишь в одном - выплескивать свою злость в социальной сети. В своём блоге она подробно расписывает невыносимую жизнь в Санатории, а также людей, с которыми ей приходится жить, общаться и проводить большую часть своего времени. Людей с психическими отклонениями. Она считает их полными психами и открыто презирает своё нахождение рядом с ними. Но постепенно Энди понимает, что ничем от них не отличается. _______ От Автора Меланспухи: Короч, пацаны, описание наитипичнейшее, но вы ж меня знаете, я вам не эта самая, в общем, расслабьте булки и наслаждайтесь чтением.