The crinkles by the eyes. The dimple by the smile. When you're drawing somebody, you begin to notice every little detail about them. But do you begin to love them little details, or do you prefer the bigger picture? ©2013 CanIHazzaCookie

Harry had always been a selfish immature boy that never wanted to grow up. He refused to become a man, and the island of Neverland gives him exactly that. With being the first lost boy and the leader of all the others, he's happy where he is. He doesn't care about the life he left behind or the fact he was missing out on what it was all truly about. But then he begins to learn the meaning behind desire, lust, family, life and love when he meets Gwenevieve; the beautiful lost girl he finds unconscious under the tree of pixie dust. *I TAKE ABSOLUTELY NO CREDIT FOR THE ORIGINAL IDEA OF NEVERLAND ALONG WITH ITS CHARACTERS (Peter pan & hook). ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE WRITER J.M. BARRIE*

He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintings. No one would ever understand how much he loved to paint. And then, one night, a new sort of addiction walked into his life. One that would be more detrimental than any before, and yet none had seemed quite so captivating. highest ranking- #82 in fanfiction trailer by @sweetophelias all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts

In order to be taken seriously, Lexi has had to become something she hates; emotionless, ruthless and a little bit brutal. But despite the tough exterior, she has one weakness, a green-eyed man with a smile that makes her stomach flip and ego so big she wants to slap it right out of him.

"A stripper and a detective living under one roof. What could go wrong?" When Harry's roommate travels abroad for an internship, he promises to bring in a friend to help cover the rent. However, the girl who arrives on his doorstep is definitely not what he was expecting. ©lonelyari 2020 *currently updating*

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

18+ / Very Mature The coming-of-age story of Harry and Riley who have known each other for years, but never actually knew each other. They've spent countless nights at the same parties, shared a few drinks and glances, they're even on track to graduate top of their class. What happens when out of nowhere they start to connect? Like an invisible string pulls them together, so they can experience life and love and heartbreak. Riley and Harry learn a lot about themselves, and ultimately have to choose what's best for their future no matter how difficult that can be. But does love find a way? After all this time?

All Harry wanted was to get over his best friend's girl. All Nova wanted was to get over her traumatic past. So, they made a deal. But, this deal may end up being a bit more than they bargained for. WARNING: Sexually graphic. Themes of violence, drugs, and alcohol. May be subject to feels. *Gigi is only a face claim. You can picture whomever you want.*

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!