"I fucking hate you." "You shouldn't really say things like that when my dick is up your ass, Norris." Two hot-headed athletes with overflowing rage and unwinding sex drive is very much never a good combo. Bryce and Ian never see eye to eye on things. Despite being caged in the same group of friends in the same swimming team of the - yes, you guessed it - same high school, the star swimmers of Norton High hadn't exactly made good first impressions to each other on the ill-fated day they met, and let's just say things spiraled horribly from there. The two rage-fueled boys always thought that they're in this feud for the long haul until one argument escalated into something that at no point in any of their lives would they allow to happen if only they did not get a little too out of control. Sex. There's a thin line between love and hate, and Bryce and Ian's barrier just keeps getting thinner and thinner. A.K.A. Bryce and Ian were fuckbuddies... up until they weren't. Status: Editing #1 in wattpride (10/03/20) #1 in bl (10/09/20) #1 in lgbtq (08/02/21) #1 in writtenwithpride (12/26/21)

It's one thing flying out to another country and spending a week in your best friend's home, but it's another thing if you're in love with said best friend. That's a whole different story, but luckily, that's what this story is about. -------- Cross-posted from AO3 under the same account name. My friend Pi drew the cover for me and I'm so blessed!!! Please check them out on Tumblr: https://prettyinaccurate.tumblr.com/ and/or Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/prettyinaccurate/

It's been two years since Newt first woke up to the Glade and, since Alby and he managed to enforce a number of rules to stop anarchy among all the other boys, nothing has changed much. Every month means the arrival of a new boy to the Glade and four weeks more without finding a way out of the Maze, and every month Newt grows more hopeless about his future. Until Thomas. Thomas, with whom Newt shares confusing visions about their past every time their eyes meet-and who turns out to be the first of several factors leading to a brutal change in the Maze's rules. Soon enough it is clear that the two boys will have to work elbow to elbow if they want to get everyone out alive. But not everyone is happy about it, and as Newt and Thomas' feelings for each other grow stronger with every vision, they might have to face something worse than the creatures that lurk the Maze. Something that sets their hearts racing every time they are together, and that might be their only hope of surviving. *** TMR book 1 rewritten to make Newtmas canon!

[Dramione FF, beendet ✓] „Mir stockte der Atem, mir blieb die Luft weg, ich öffnete meinen Mund um an Sauerstoff zu gelangen, doch sogleich presste Malfoy seine Lippen fester auf meine. Mir wurde unfassbar heiß und schwindelig. Ich stieß ihn heftig von mir und atmete gierig nach Luft. Auch er atmete kurz und stoßweise, jedoch ließ er mich nicht einmal für den Bruchteil einer Sekunde aus den Augen. Es kribbelte in meiner Brust. Mein Herz klopfte bedrohlich schnell und kräftig gegen meinen Brustkorb. Ich fühlte ein unerträgliches, brennendes Feuer in mir. Adrenalin schoss durch all meine Adern." Als das neue Schuljahr für Hermine beginnt, glaubt diese zunächst noch, es sei endlich Ruhe nach Hogwarts gekehrt. Als sie durch einen Zufall jedoch ausgerechnet Draco Malfoy als Partner für ein wichtiges Projekt zugeteilt bekommt, wird sie schnell eines Besseren belehrt... __________________________________ "Petrichor" ; the smell outside after it rained __________________________________ *** Einer der Wattys 2018 Gewinner unter "The Revisionists" *** #1 in Fan-Fiction (22.09.2018) ___________________________________ Diese Geschichte spielt nach dem Krieg und der Schlacht um Hogwarts. Allerdings leben die ganzen Personen noch (ich konnte es nicht übers Herz bringen, sie tot zu lassen). Weiterhin habe ich ein paar Tatsachen verdreht, die in den Büchern vielleicht anders sind. Aber hey, das hier ist immerhin eine Fan-Fiction! Viel Spaß beim Lesen! ____________________________________ ✍ | Diese Fan-Fiction wurde selbstverständlich von mir geschrieben, doch die Grundideen, auf welche ich zugegriffen habe stammen von J.K Rowling. Hiermit distanziere ich mich außerdem von verwendeten Bildern, Zitaten und Videos, die nicht mein Eigentum sind. Diese Geschichte wurde von mir geschrieben und unterliegt meinem Copyright, Kopieren und Verwenden ist also verboten. ©WritingHoney ____________________________________ Beendet im Juni 2018

"Are you really going to go without asking me the question that you've been dying to ask me?" "Well I'm not.... I haven't been dying to ask anything. I... N-no questions here, for Stiles. Nothing." •••••••••••••• It's the classic room mates switcheroo in which case Stiles and Lydia accidentally assume their newest room mate is of the same gender. And everything's fine two minutes in, but three minutes and Lydia automatically knows that good terms is out of the option. Sure he was sarcastic and a dick and she could live with that (having a few snarky comebacks herself). Until he has sex with his girlfriend. When she's literally a room away. Wait. Did I say girlfriend? "Sweetheart, I don't think you understand. I don't date. And you'll learn that in a couple minutes when the next girl shows up."