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Scarlett to niska dziewczyna o brązowych włosach, i takiego samego koloru oczach. Ma ona dosyć nietypowe hobby, a mianowicie dziewczyna wrzuca anonimowo zdjęcia swojego ciała. Pewnego dnia napisała black_soft_.
Co zmieni ona w życiu dziewczyny? Jak dalej potoczą się ich przygody?
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"𝑺𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒑 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐? 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓?" "𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒆? 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." - jaComplete
I fell hard but She fell harder (University Series #1)
Arabella Snow Dela Fuente. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Inside the university walls, she was a mystery wrapped in silence, feared for her sharp tongue and unreadable eyes. People called her the Ice Queen-not just because of her last name, but because her presence alone could freeze anyone in their place. No one dared to cross her, and no one dared to get too close. She lived behind walls built so high and so strong, they seemed impossible to break. To love her was to risk being shattered, for her heart was a locked room that even she was afraid to open. Then there was Veronica Scarlett Smith. Kind. Gentle. Warm. She was everything Arabella wasn't-bright, approachable, soft-hearted. Where Arabella pushed people away, Veronica welcomed them. Where Arabella hid her emotions behind an icy mask, Veronica wore hers openly, her laughter and sincerity making her impossible to resist. She was the warmth in the cold, the light in the dark, the only one brave enough to step closer when everyone else kept their distance. But what happens when friendship is no longer enough? When the warmth Veronica carries begins to burn against Arabella's frozen heart, and feelings that were once hidden threaten to change everything? Veronica knows the risk-loving Arabella means opening herself to pain, to rejection, to heartbreak. Yet, even with fear gnawing at her, she chooses to stay, to fight for a love that might destroy her. Because for Veronica, love is not about certainty. It's about choosing the person who matters most, no matter the cost. And for Arabella, the question remains-will she let love melt the ice around her heart, or will she let fear keep her alone forever? "Kung ang pagmamahal ko sa'yo ang magiging dahilan para masaktan ako... handa pa rin akong piliin at mahalin ka." - Veronica Scarlett Smith
Scarlett Johansson/ Natasha Romanoff one shot
one shots stories of Scar and Nat. requests are open Happy reading dudes Will be updated of a Monday if I have one to doComplete
ℕ𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕒 ℝ𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕗𝕗 《𝑚𝑜𝑦𝑎 𝑙𝑦𝑢𝑏𝑜𝑣'》
In a world that idolizes superheroes as invincible, Scarlett S. stands as a reminder that even heroes can break. Still healing from her breakup with Wanda Maximoff, Scarlett finds herself lost, struggling to understand what went wrong. Living only at the Avengers Tower, she faces her pain alone, her world reduced to echoes of what once was. But comfort comes unexpectedly. Not from desperation, not from grief and definitely not from the need to fill a void, but from the quiet strength Natasha Romanoff brings into her life. Their bond, their story that started over two decades before, begins to evolve into something deeper-something neither of them dared to acknowledge until now. .·:·.✧ ⧗ ✧.·:·. I get to her home, drop everything by the door and shut it closed. She's there, perfectly sitting on the couch, except for the fast move she does when I shut the door. I stop, in front of her, looking into her eyes. I lean down, so she can hear me even when I'm speaking so low - Fuck me - I can feel my whole body burning and i don't know why, but it is and I know it's only for her. Natasha looks at me as if I'm the craziest woman alive. - Please - I whisper ever lower, looking into her eyes, her mouth, her body that for some reason I started to worship. I get closer of where she's sitting on the couch, sitting on her lap, she looks at me, her hands clenched in fists, trying not to touch me. - Scarlett... don't do this. - her voice is husky as she looks at me, and she looks even prettier, with that perfect red hair of hers. We agreed, no sex, not until I was completely over Wanda, not until ny body was burning of desire for Nat and not of anger for Maximoff. But it's it, I'm here only for Nat. - Why not? It's for you. Not her, only you. - The smile doesn't leave my face and I lean down, desperate to kiss her.
𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘
𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫. (𝐧.) 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ; 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮 𝐥𝐥 • 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝜗𝜚Complete
𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐭 (𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩)
revamping "PssyOnFt" that I made last year. If you read it you know it, if you didn't. vote and be patient on updates.
"𝑺𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒑 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐? 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓?" "𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒆? 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." - ja
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