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The Scars That Don’t Heal

A/N: Hey guys! Still not off of my hiatus, sorry (tbh I’m kind of liking not being on tumblr a lot. I’m getting a lot done, for once). BUT I didn’t forget about Nalu Angst Week and BOY ARE YOU IN FOR A SHOW PHEW!! I can’t wait to unveil my entire story and yes, you heard right. For the rest of the week, I will be writing chapters that all take place in the same storyline and universe. It’s like a really small multi-chap. Figured I’d get my feet wet some more before continuing with Cataclysm (and I can’t WAIT to pick that up again!!). AAANYway…here is part one: The Scars That Don’t Heal

rating: T

words: 3216

pairings: nalu, duh

summary: He had given in, and she was too late. There was nothing she could do besides beg and plead for him to come back to her. She knew it was in vain, that the words would never reach him. But there was still a sliver of her that hoped he was still in there. In the end, her kindness gave her scars that would never let her forget when her happiness had slipped through her fingers.


There was a time where she was looked on with admiration and envy. She couldn’t walk down the street without getting catcalled or hear a woman scoff under her breath just because she wore something that made her feel confident, albeit a bit more immodest than some would like. .  She’d be able to walk up to vendors and, if she played her cards right, she could land a pretty decent discount. It didn’t exactly work half the time, but that was beside the point. She even managed to land a pretty big following when she had posed for Sorcerer Weekly way back when and she hadn’t even tried for that one.

That seemed like years ago now

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Love Unintentional (Part 5)

Originally posted by gaylwt

Word Count: 3559

A/M: The series is almost done, and it’s been one of my most successful stories ever. Hope you guys like it, tell me if you do Xxx

Other parts: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Six


Another week passed and things felt like it was getting back to normal. There was just one thing that wasn’t. 

You were thinking about Harry, in a fonder way than you had before. 

You remembered the kiss, and even though it was already one week since, you couldn’t get it out of your head. 

The scene was like a movie as you felt and saw everything again. You remembered it again in great detail; your heart beating faster with every moment, the song filling your ears, his body pressed up against you, looking at each other and feeling drawn into him like you had before, and feeling his lips on yours just like you felt them that night. 

You felt him every time you closed your eyes and you felt happy about it, and the only thing that made you upset, was how fast you both ended things afterwards. 

 

You thought about the night again, and remembered pulling away from each other, almost jumping in surprise as if you both had no clue what either of you were doing. 

 

“Um…” Harry started, and you could see him start to turn red, as you felt as well. “Well… that was..” he tried to continue, but nothing more about it came out, “Um.. I better go. I have a meeting early tomorrow, I better leave." 

"Harry-” You called, and he turned to you. His eyebrows were furrowed looking a little worried as he awaited what you were going to say. But suddenly you could tell what had grabbed his tongue as you couldn’t get out the feelings you had felt either. 

“Um… I’ll see you.” You said with confidence as you watched him take his jacket and throw  it over his shoulders and left. 

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Now a week had passed, since then you and Harry hadn’t contacted each other which worried you. You hadn’t gone that long without seeing each other or messaging each other since the very beginning of your relationship. You didn’t know if you were reading too far into the absence from each other but you were worried.

 

There was a knock on the door and you opened it to find your agent on the other side, looking more cheerier than you had seen him before.

“What’s wrong dear? You look like you just failed an exam." 

You breathed a chuckle, "Luckily I don’t have to worry about those anymore. But no I just miss Harry." 

He raised an eyebrow, ”‘Miss Harry?’ What happened? You guys are supposed to be together [Y/N].“ He said sternly. 

You suddenly felt a little nervous at the reaction he had given you, "It’s nothing. We just haven’t seen or talked to each other in a week. We usually see each other more than that." 

His look suddenly changed and he now didn’t seem as serious as he was only a few seconds ago. "You see each other that often? Seriously?" 

"Yeah. I thought you knew that." 

He shook his head, "This is good though. Great in fact. Just remember. We have a couple more stunts to do. You and Harry have done a fantastic job at being convincing and the audience and your popularity are really showing up because of it. But you guys haven’t really made news lately. I talked to you about this before but you guys just have to do this stunt and kiss each other and people will be buzzing again." 

"Yeah. About that. Harry’s got some serious hardcore fans. Not to say all of them, but if they catch me kissing him, even if I could do it, they might put a price on my head. Then how is that going to work in my favour?" 

"Harry’s a grown man. He’s been 'fake dating’ you for what? Seven or eight months now? Nothing’s happened." 

You scoffed, "You haven’t seen some of the messages I get." 

He thought about it, "Alright then. Well you have to do it. If we have to we’ll up security." 

You just rolled your eyes at his persistence, "Fine. Whatever." 

"We’ve let you guys take control of what public appearances you wanted to make, as long as it was reviewed with us first. But if this doesn’t happen within the week, then we’ll have to step in and set something up." 

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Not A Date (8/9)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an infamous player with a well-known reputation. Can he woo the wary girl who had her heartbroken too many times? Or will she woo him so he changes his ways?

Warnings: Swearing, College AU

Words: 2.1k

A/N: This is part 8 to my College AU. There will only be one part after this one. Thank you all for reading! Send tag requests/feedback here.
Also my requests are still open so please send some in (I will begin writing requests right after this series is done).

Masterlist

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 |

Originally posted by 107th-infantry

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Best Friends Forever

@ask-shiro-kuro-nekis

It had been ages since he had been in the same presence as him. The setting wasn’t ideal, a black and white checkerboard flooring, a basic table set for two before an open window, a pristine table cloth rippling at the feet of another. The minimalistic tones had Hide wrinkling his nose at the sight, displeased at the effort made for his appearance. Monochrome was so him, so Kaneki. The lack of color in his life reflected greatly on their scene. How dull. How boring. Hide didn’t know how anyone could stand it.

It needed a little bit of red.  

Skipping over the white tiles, Hide purposely stepped on the dark pieces; a display that reminded him of a game of hopscotch. Although, if it were, the prize at the end was Kaneki. Not so much of a reward if he was being honest with himself. What kind of person leaves their best friend for dead? Stole part of their body for their own benefit, viciously ate away the physical without any regard for the consequences… Someone lacking morals and self-awareness. Someone that didn’t have a lot to lose.

“Kaneki, how come you never talk to me anymore?”

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Scribble-Doodle: Playful

This story has no point, it’s just Alec and Magnus being playful and domestic and sweet.


“How?” Alec breathes out when he follows Magnus into the warlock’s library. 

Because the room they enter would put the library at the Institute to shame. Alec looks around in wonder: at the vast space, at the floor, a checkerboard of black and white tiles, and at the dark wooden bookshelves, reaching up three stories high. 

Where ever they are, they’re not in Magnus’ apartment anymore, Alec thinks, studying the beautiful ceiling frescoes depicting pudgy cherubs doing… Alec quickly drops his eyes, his cheeks uncomfortably hot. 

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When I Wished Upon that Star, I wasn't Expecting it to Come True (5/?)

Pairing: Joelay
Warnings: swearing
Word Count:1,677

Summary: The Wish Granting Federation, or WGF, is a federation that was created to grant the wish of those that wish upon stars. Those that make the wishes are called Wishers, the agents that are deployed to grant the wish are called Granters. 

Ray Narvaez Jr. has wished upon a shooting star for someone to love and for someone to return that love. Love wishes are rarely granted for various reasons, but Agent Joel Heyman has been assigned to his Wish. It his job to find Ray that person.

Based on this post.

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