When the fiercely independent Eloise Bridgerton finally makes her long-delayed debut into society, the ton waits with bated breath to see which suitor will dare attempt to win her heart. But Eloise has made one thing abundantly clear-she has no interest in marriage, courtship, or any of the pomp that comes with it. Enter Viscount Cedric Lancaster: a charming, scandalous rake with a reputation as dazzling as his smile. Bored by the Season's predictability, Cedric and his equally rakish friends make a wager-he must accomplish the impossible: swoon Miss Bridgerton. But what begins as a game quickly becomes far more complicated. Cedric didn't count on Eloise's wit, her fire, or the way she sees through his carefully crafted mask. And to make matters worse, her fiercely protective brother Anthony Bridgerton will stop at nothing to keep men like Cedric far from his sister. As Cedric finds himself tangled in a web of banter, desire, and unexpected affection, he must decide if he's still playing the game-or if he's already lost his heart. Because the greatest scandal of all? Falling truly, deeply in love.

Charlotte de Mecklemburg-Strelitz visita a su tía y tocaya en Londres para pasar la temporada social, disfrutando de su último año de libertad antes de que su padre organice un matrimonio. Allí conoce a una mujer curiosa que no hace más que volverla loca con su odio por la temporada y su incredulidad en el amor. Eloise Bridgerton no estará lista para su temporada debut y está haciendo todo lo posible para evitarlo, eso hasta que conoce a Charlotte, quien solo alimenta su odio por la temporada y también aumenta su deseo de participar por razones aún desconocidas para Eloise. [Eloise Bridgerton x fem OC] [Bridgerton temporada 2] [CCT sansasrose]

'it was just a rumour." robin makes surviving hawkins a little bit easier for beth. even if they have to keep it secret. but are they careful enough? rumours can be cruel. sequel to 'love songs' robin buckley x fem!oc

'love songs are stupid' beth parker has a secret. and it's not a little one. she feels like she doesn't fit in. maybe joining the drama club will help her find her own place? soon she finds out that someone else has a secret too. robin buckley x fem!oc (more specific description on chapter 1!)

surefire, "certain to succeed". The last thing Taylor Childress expected from her dad's new job was to be dropped on her aunt's doorstep, relegated to a converted garden shed, and stuck working a barely-paying shift at the brand-new (and already despised) Starcourt Mall cinema. She definitely didn't expect to stumble straight into a Russian conspiracy simmering beneath the food court. And she certainly didn't expect Robin Buckley to be the one person who makes all the danger feel strangely worth it. [robin x oc] [season 3-5] ongoing

☄︎ ⋆·˚ ⋆ *. ⇒ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘 i want to love a boy, the way i love the ocean wish i was not afraid, of all i have that's broken i know i must behave, to contain all my emotion but i want to love a boy, the way i love the ocean Samantha (Sam) Quincey is gay and in 1985, this only makes life difficult. After the horrible realisation and life changing fear that her sexual understanding placed on her, Sam finds herself completely alone without a purpose in life or a goal for her future. She tells herself it couldn't possibly be any other way. Her parents had stated this 'choice' would leave her with nothing and although they were wrong about believing that Sam had forced herself into this path of life they did make sense knowing that Sam could never be open with who she was, she could never be who she wanted to be. Therefore it seemed impossible that she would ever find somebody to love. However in 1985 Sam finds herself babysitting her half sister, taking her around Starcourt mall and feeding her obsession with ice cream. That's how Sam stumbled upon Robin Buckley for the second time in her life, once an insignificant figure in a blurred sea of faces and now absolutely everything to her heart. How can Sam possibly hope to hide away and live her life in isolation when such perfection is only minutes away? Sam may think that getting to know Robin is a perfectly innocent tactic to understanding but in reality, this new friendship is when things start to get strange, very strange.

"You're not my type." Wanda mistakenly rejects you when you try to ask her out. And now she regrets it because you're definitely, undeniably her type. (F/F Relationship 🏳️‍🌈)

Book 2 of Midnight Rain "I hate how I let you treat me," I admitted, "I hate that you felt like I couldn't love you hard enough and I hate that you did what you did. It was really fucking shitty Elizabeth. You keep saying you're sorry, but I just don't know ... I don't know if I believe you or even if I want to." Lizzie laughed out her nose and shook her head slowly, formulating her response. Her bangs hung over her eyes as she thought like a pair of curtains, the breeze from the wind moving them ever so slightly. When she looked back up at me, she bit her cheek and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know what else I can say," she mumbled. "There's literally nothing you can say," I told her, "it was a long time ago, a lot has happened since then ... we're different people now." "I still think about it," she replied quickly, "about us." "Yeah, me too," I replied sadly. "I really want to kiss you," Lizzie nodded, stepping forward and cupping my cheeks. "So kiss me," I whispered. ... Elizabeth Olsen x Reader gxg

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she giggled, lowing her camera lens and looking into my eyes deeply. I shook my head slowly and smiled over at her, watching the green in her eyes glistening from the lighting around the room. She furrowed her brows and put the camera down, walking over to me and standing close enough that our noses brushed but far away enough that I had room to step back if I wanted to. She briefly looked down at my lips and then back up to my eyes, still smiling softly at me. "Stop doing that," I said, gently resting our heads together and brushing my lips over hers softly, delicately placing my hand on her waist. "Make me," she whispered with a smirk, wrapping her arms around my neck and finally pushing our lips together. Taking me in a bruising kiss that poured all of our emotions between us, I sighed and cupped her cheeks, keeping her lips on mine as I ran my tongue over her bottom lip. She smiled into the kiss and accepted my deepening, allowing our tongues to explore the other's mouth as we both tried to keep as close together as possible.