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there is something so cunt, so cunty, soo pussy, so bitchy ab early seasons reid ..

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— daniel ricciardo.

— max verstappen.

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— james potter.

It’s entirely too hard to fake one’s own death these days. That’s the real problem with technology

and who allowed you to serve so hard?!

𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡, chapter 2

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ! 1.3k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ! arguments all over the place, blair being a BITCH (not to you), um.. nothing else?

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ! @serrendiipty

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You stepped out of the Penthouse and were immediately met with a familiar brunette, staring back at you with a warm smile. You couldn't help but shake your head as you continued walking but of course that didn't stop Nate, he caught up with you.

"Good morning, uh... why are you in a rush?" Nate spoke, amusement lacing his voice before you stopped, sighing as you studied him. He was holding a coffee and a bagel from your favorite shop, they were obviously meant for you. Every morning before you left for Paris, you and Nate walked to the cafe by your homes before going to school. And now, he's here, standing at your doorstep, pretending like the last 9 months hadn't happened.

You finally met his gaze and felt your heart do a little flip. It was too early for this, you thought to yourself as you exhaled again. "Morning," you replied, trying to keep your tone casual despite the whirlwind of emotions raging inside you.

His presence was both comforting and unsettling, a reminder of the life you had left behind in New York.

His eyes were settled on you for a few moments before you spoke up again. "Nate, I'm trying to get to school, so..."

Nate's smile faltered slightly at your response, his eyes betraying a hint of hurt before he quickly masked it. "Right, of course," he said, his tone carefully neutral. "I just thought... I mean, I wanted to catch up with you."

"Nate," you exhaled, putting a hand on your hip as you stared back at him. "We can't do this again."

"Do what?" He let out a nervous laugh, shaking his head. "You're my best friend, I can't want to catch up with my best friend?"

"That's not all and you know it." You whispered, trying to keep calm.

He shook his head before meeting your gaze, his shoulders slumping. "I know," Nate admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know there's more, Y/N. And I know I messed up before. But I just... I miss you. I miss us."

"You have a girlfriend and she's my best friend." You spoke as Nate's eyes refused to meet yours. "You said yourself that you didn't want this."

"I never said that." Nate responded firmly, finally meeting your gaze. "Jesus, Y/N. I told you I loved you and you just... ignored me."

You scoffed. "Ignored you? What did you want me to say? Blair's my best friend and she's your girlfriend, Nate. And don't get me started, I kissed you and-and you pulled away."

"That was before-"

"Before what? And it doesn't matter anymore." You shouted, scoffing. "It doesn't matter anymore because I choose Blair, okay? And you should too."

"You sound like every other person, Y/N." Nate interjected, his voice tinged with frustration. "I thought out of all people, you'd understand."

"Nate, I can't do this right now. I have to go to school, okay?" You finally cut in, your tone firm as you stepped back, putting some distance between the two of you.

"Fine. We can talk later."

"There's nothing else to talk about, Nate." You responded firmly, not bothering to turn back. "Just leave it alone, okay?"

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Seated alongside Blair, Kati, and Isabel, you watched as Jenny, a freshman, proudly displayed the invitations she crafted for the upcoming "Kiss on the Lips" party on the Met's grand staircase. However, you were lost in your thoughts, still reeling from the recent argument with Nate just hours ago.

The image of Nate's hurt expression lingered in your mind, haunting you. Did you maybe be too hard on him? Did you ruin his morning? You knew you should be participating in the conversation, but your thoughts were consumed by the weight of the argument.

"Right, Y/N?" Blair turned to look at you with a slightly annoyed expression. You nodded slowly, not sure of what she said. Isabel and Kati let out giggles as Blair rolled her eyes. "I knew you weren't paying attention. I said that you were going to show up naked at the party."

"Sorry, Blair." You mumbled. "I'm just jetlagged." You lied through your teeth as you looked up at Jenny. "But the invites are pretty, great job Jenny."

"Yeah, they're not bad." Blair focused on the invites, going through them. "And here's yours, as promised." She hands her the invitation with a grin on her face.

"Thanks." Jenny replied with a sweet smile on her face, taking the invitation from Blair's hands.

You looked up and saw Serena approaching you two, a yogurt in her hands. "Hey. Here you guys are. I looked all over the dining hall for you."

She noticed Jenny and immediately reached out to shake her hand, "Oh, hi. I'm Serena."

"I know. I mean... hi, I'm Jenny." She flushed as you let out a laugh. She was adorable.

"So, when's the party?" Serena's question drew your attention back to her, her gaze now fixed on Blair as she picked up one of the invitations from the floor. The atmosphere shifted subtly, a silent exchange passing between Blair, Isabel, and Kati.

You watched as Blair looked back at her, shocked before her expression turned into amusement. "Saturday. And you're kinda not invited."

Your jaw slightly fell open as Blair and Serena glared at each other. "Blair-"

"Y/N." Blair redirected her focus to you, effectively halting any protests with a scoff.

"Until 12 hours ago, everyone thought you were at boarding school. Now, we're full and uh, Jenny used up all the invites." She explained as Isabel and Kati let out giggles. You exchanged a glance with Serena, unable to believe Blair and whatever she was trying to pull.

"Um, actually-"

"You can go now." Blair interrupted Jenny, causing her to immediate go quiet and begin walking away. Serena gave her a sympathetic smile before returning to Blair's gaze.

"Oh, come on, Blair." You spoke up finally, annoyance clear in your voice. "Don't be like that."

"Be like what?" Blair shot you a pointed glare, cutting off any further objections before you could voice them. The tension between you was palpable, but before anyone could speak, Serena intervened.

"No, it's okay. I got lots of stuff to do anyway." Serena said, maintaining eye contact with Blair as you attempted to mediate between them.

As Blair and the others swiftly packed up their belongings, you couldn't help but feel a pang of frustration at the lack of empathy in Blair's demeanor. "Well, we should get going then. Unless you want us to wait for you... looks like you've got a lot of yogurt left,"

"No, go ahead." Serena remarked, her tone mirroring Blair's as they began to make their exit. You stood there a few moments but before you could begin speaking, Serena turned and spoke up.

"Blair, think we can meet tonight?" Serena's request hung in the air, the tension between them palpable as you watched them.

Blair's response was swift, though not without a hint of hesitation. "I'd love to... but I've got plans with Nate," she replied, her eyes meeting Serena's with feigned regret.

Serena's insistence did not waver, her resolve evident in her tone. "The Palace, 8 o'clock? Nate will wait."

Blair hesitated before she locked eyes with you before sighing. "I could probably do a half-hour."

"Thanks for making the time." Serena responded sarcastically.

"You're my best friend." Blair retorted in a similar tone, her words laced with a hint of bitterness. You watched as they all began to walk away, leaving you with Blair.

You met her gaze and gave a her a sympathetic look. "I'll talk to her."

But before Serena could respond, Blair's voice rang from the bottom of the stairs. "Y/N, come on. We're gonna be late!"

With a sigh, you turned to follow Blair, the weight of the tension lingering in the air like a heavy fog. As you walked alongside her, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of your stomach. The rift between Blair and Serena had only deepened, and you knew that mediating between them would be no easy task.

hockey player!james potter x reader with enemies to lovers?? i love u rue rue 🤭🙈

I love you too ren ren 😍🤗

I tried my best (im so sorry)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ─ hockey player!James Potter x ice skater!fem!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ─ 1848

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ─ cursing, references to sexual content, asshole James Potter, rude reader

(𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦)

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ─ loosely based on Icebreaker (he's a hockey player + she's a figure skater) + more like rivals to lovers but close enough + ITS SO LATE SORRY + the ending sucks

HERE YA GO BABES <3

James Potter is the worst.

What with his annoying perfect hair and piercing blue eyes...

This is not an opinion, no, it's a proven fact.

How any woman finds him attractive is beyond me. Sure, his face is sort of pleasing to look at if you squint and ignore his awful personality.

I mean come on! The figure skating championship is fast a approaching and here he is hogging the ice rink with his pack of smelly jerkoffs aka hockey players.

A game filled with nothing but brute force, the exact opposite of the graceful skill of figure skating.

The whole team has a combined IQ of 100 -it's only that high because Remus is there- and a complete disrespect it seems for the booking of the rink.

We ran 10 minutes late! 10 minutes and they decide our privileges' get revoked! Who put them -him especially- in charge of how time is spent? It's not like they even need the extra couple of hours practice they seem to have the whole wrestling on ice skates-thing down.

"Oh cheer up y/n! At least we have something fun to look at!" I break my gaze from the sweaty pack of dogs and on to best friend and fellow skater, Alice Fortesque. My eyes are wide in disbelief and betrayal shoots through my body! How dare she say such a thing! About our sworn nemesis' too!

"What- what?! No! That should be us on the ice making them be jealous! We should be the eye candy not these buffoons'! Making a mockery of our beloved sport."

"Oh shut up! What have hockey players ever done to you? Just because you hate one doesn't mean the whole entire group of them are rotten. Frank is a hockey player and you don't hate him!"

"Right, so one of how many isn't a total douche? Wow high standards you have, Alice." I roll my eyes at my friend's unsuccessful attempt on pushing me to the dark side of being a hockey groupie.

"What did hockey ever do to you?"

"Yeah Y/N, What'd hockey ever do to you?" The annoying, stupidly hot voice of James Potter fills my ears. Fuck him and his funny accent and amazing hair and strong, muscular body-

No. Nope. Not going to happen today. None of this 'lustful thoughts' bullshit.

"None of your business, you weasel!"

"You're are the talking about me, love. Sounds like your rather obsessed with me."

"Shut your trap! If anyone is obsessed, its you! What're you doing over here anyway? You stole the rink from us and aren't even using it? Fuck you."

"Woah! Y/N, have some decorum!" His minions skate over when they realize James has stopped skating and is loitering by the wall talking to us.

I groan and throw my head back before I realize the opportunity in front of me.

"Since you're all here, I have something to tell you all."

"Aww we love you too, Y/N!" Sirius butts in with a sarcastic smile, his arms going over his heart as he pretend swoons into Remus' chest next to him.

"No, you dog! Fuck off and get off the ice. We have it booked for the next hour." Voices erupt from the group of hockey players as they look at me in outrage.

"You can't kick us out!"

"She can't kick us out.. right?"

"She totally can, man."

"Who put you in charge?" James pipes up as the voices stop their exclamations.

"Let me reiterate what I just said: We. Have. It. Booked. Maybe learn to read before it's too late and you lose more brain cells. Oh, and check the schedule before you, knuckleheads go out on the rink!"

"Stopping being a bitch, Y/N!"

"The fuck did you just say to me, James?"

"Woah dude-" Frank's voice pipes up from where he is standing next to Alice. He slowly approaches where James and I are glaring at each other, the wall of the rink separating us.

"No someone has to say it! Just because you're some hotshot figure skater doesn't mean you can be an ass to everyone!"

"Oh really? If that's what you think of me I would hate to hear what you think about yourself! You play fucking hockey! Enjoy your missing front tooth."

"I'll have you know all of my teeth are authentic."

I roll my eyes at his stupid retort.

Thank god he has looks or else I'd be worried.

"Whatever get off the ice before I call Coach Hooch."

"You wouldn't-"

"You want to test me?" James gulps before looking over his shoulder at his teammates.

"Okay, fine. We'll leave.."

"Fucking finally."

"If you go on a date with me."

What?

"What?" Alice voices my confusion as I stand frozen for a moment.

What the hell?

Why would he ask that?

If he liked me why didn't he ever act like it?

What if it's a prank? A big joke to string me along and then humiliate me?

The Marauders are known throughout campus for their pranks-

No, that can't be it because Remus, Sirius, and Peter look just as confused as I feel.

Then he must be genuine or splitting from his bff's and going solo on this prank.

Or they are really good actors-

Nope! Fuck! Fuckity-fuck!

"We'll clear out of the rink if you agree to go on a date with me."

"Uh- no? No!" My resolution falls flat as my confusion washes away to anger.

How dare he!

"Ok guess we're going to keep on practicing-"

"Ugh fine! Fine! I'll go on a date with you! Only because I need to practice for regionals, no other reason."

"Of course, love. No other reason." He smirks smugly while looking me straight in the eyes. "I'll pick you up at 8, wear something nice."

God why am I such a sucker for eye contact?

With one final glance James turns around and skates towards the locker rooms, his minions follow after him- minus Frank.

"What the hell just happened Y/N?"

"I- I don't know Alice."

"I can't believe I agreed to this."

"Oh be quiet Y/N! Think of tonight as an opportunity! A free meal, him being less of menace about the rink and maybe even a good orgasm or two."

"The only time those two words go together with James Potter is in his wet dreams."

"You can't lie and say he isn't hot!" I grunt at her words moving my focus to doing my mascara. "What's the worse that can happen? I've heard the rumors and so have you! You know he's good in bed."

"You are making me nauseous, Alice."

"And you're being stubborn."

I roll my eyes at her words as I finish putting the dark serum on my eyelashes. I stand and look down at my outfit.

"I'm not going to fight with my best friend over something as stupid as James Potter."

"Aww 'best friend'? Maybe this whole ordeal has softened me."

"Yeah like 'soft' a rotting banana stuck in someone's freezer just in case they decide to make banana bread but never do."

"Oddly elaborate metaphor Y/N."

"It's been an odd week."

"I'll give you that." Alice reaches over and hands me one of her lipsticks. "Here put this on. You need a pop of color."

The lipstick's creamy formula glides over my lips painting them a striking red.

A nice simple, black dress and a pair of heeled black shiny boots that rise to just below my knee.

Cute and simple, right?

Not too simple though.

Just the right amount -almost mysterious in a way.

Plus the heeled aspect of the shoes classifies it as 'nice' therefore, appealing to James Potter's demands.

The sound of the doorbell ringing knocks me out of my spiral.

"Ok be safe, ok? I'll be with Frank and have my phone with me the entire night. One text and I'll drop everything for you." Alice wraps me in her warm embrace and I sigh.

"I will have my location sharing on Life360 the whole time. My phone is charged and ready for whatever the fuck this is." My black trench coat with a thick faux-fur collar is put on my shoulders as Alice ushers me to the door.

I open our door and am immediately met with a large bouquet of flowers in the hands of one very dashing James Potter.

"Hey."

"Hi."

An awkward pause as his eyes look me up and down, making my skin crawl.

"Um these are for you." He extends his right hand holding the beautiful bouquet of dark red roses and baby's-breath. I quickly move my face to inhale the sweet scent of the flowers.

"Oh wow! Thank you! These are beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." I can't help but roll my eyes at this though I cannot stop my cheeks from heating up.

"You are so corny."

"Only for you, Y/N."

"I bet you say that to every girl." Alice interrupts James before he can reply and I feel relieved.

We haven't even left the doorway!

We still have a whole fucking date to go!

"Ok. Ok! I'm going to go put these in a vase and you two go have fun! Make sure to use protection, kids!" Alice promptly pushes me into the hallway of our apartment building and slams the door.

"Omg- I'm sorry for her."

"Good advise though."

"You're are delusional if you think I'm going to sleep with you."

"A guy can dream."

"Sounds more like a nightmare to me."

"Ok negative Nancy."

"'Negative Nancy' what are you five?"

"be a bit weird if I was and you were on a date with me."

"I really don't think out of the two of us that I am the weird one."

"I like the use of 'us' in that sentence."

"Please stop talking."

"Only because you said please."

Our witty banter causes a smile to spread on my lips and my body to feel warm despite the cool temperatures outside.

One date turned into two and two turned into a long term relationship.

How it happened is beyond me, I thought I was firm in my dislike of the proud peacock aka James Potter.

Evidently I wasn't.

Alright so, maybe I do know how he became my boyfriend..

It probably had something to do with his dashing goods looks, sense of humor and our variety of shared interests.

Our first date ended with me not only starting to like him but giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before retreating into my apartment.

It was only the beginning of me going back on my oaths against James Potter.

Little did I know that the guy who annoyed the hell out of me was soon going to be the most important person in my life (after Alice of course).

The man that I love forever and always.

Even when he hogs the ice rink when I have it booked.

(We are working on it because it's really fucking annoying)