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Draco x Reader x Slight!Daddy!Snape

“Alright Y/n your turn, just remember Riddikulus!” Professor Lupin constructed turning to me. I walked up to the cupboard as the professor opened it releasing the Boggart. I stood waiting for it to change into my worst fear. When it did change, I stood stiff, afraid of the image in front of me. There in front of me was the Boggart in the shape of Draco Malfoy himself, his smug smirk on his face. I have be afraid of him for as long as I have known him, which was a while since my father and his are friends. “Come on Miss. Y/n, say the spell and it will go away.” Lupin said with concern as I stood frozen. All the other students snickering behind me, one in particular a sad look on his face that was unnoticed to the other students and myself. I raised my wand towards the Boggart Draco and other Slytherin students that were now pointing at me and laughing. “R-r-ri-rid-d-d…” I couldn’t say the rest of the spell before I broke down crying, “DADDY HELP ME PLEASE! MAKE THEM STOP! PLEASE MAKE THEM STOP I’M SCARED!” I had screamed so loud all the students stopped snickering and stared at me shocked… well all except Pansy Parkinson who said, “What a baby crying for your daddy, and you call yourself a Slytherin, Hufflepuff more like it.” Severus Snape came running into the room towards me. He stood in front of the Boggart to shield me away from it, making it change from Draco and Slytherin students to grandpa. “RIDDIKULUS!” Dad yelled turning Boggart grandpa into a monkey. Dad turned back around to me, his hard eyes softening their gaze on my quivering form. He picked me up in his arms and held me close to his body, rocking side to side while I calmed down bit by bit. “Th-they were laughing at me daddy, I was so scared.” I cried burying my face even further into dad’s cloak. “Shhh, its fine now, they’re all gone.” Dad cooed, he was only this way with me, and he wasn’t afraid to show it either, no matter what the students or other teachers say. “Alright class let’s leave them alone for now. Miss. Y/n take the rest of the day off, I’ll talk to your other teachers for you.” Professor Lupin said as he left the room, the students following close behind. “Except you Mr. Malfoy, I’m going to need to talk to you.” Dad’s voice spoke up. He felt me tense up after hearing that. “Yes Professor?” Draco mumbled walking over towards us. I shoved my face deeper into his chest, trying to hide as much as I could. “I need you to take Y/n back to the common room. I’m afraid I must get back to my class right now and can’t do it myself.” Dad said standing up with me. “No.” I muttered softly into my dad’s cloak, he always smelt like pine trees and maple and it always, every time put me at ease no matter what situation I was in. “Yes sir.” Draco was a little hesitant now that he though I feared him, but that Boggart was just showing my fear of him rejecting that I like him and making fun of me for it. My dad left after that, leaving me and Draco alone together in the room. He took a hesitant step towards me, then since I didn’t move away, he took another step, then another one till he was right in front of me, looking down at me with sad, concerned eyes, no smirk evident on his beautiful pale face. We were betrothed to each other since we were little because our parents were friends and both in Slytherin. “Y/n, what ever I have done to scare you, I am deeply sorry, it wasn’t my intent.” Draco said softly as to not startle me. “Its not what you’ve done, you’ve done nothing wrong, its what you could do that scares me.” I explained coarsely, my throat sore from yelling for my dad. “What are you afraid of love, I’m going to need to know if its in the future since we are getting married.” Draco said cupping my face in his huge palms. For a fourteen year, old he was already well built in more places then one. “I’ve been afraid… no terrified of your rejection since we were little kids. I’ve had a crush on you since I was eight.” My blush could not have been any brighter by the time I was done telling Draco what my fear was. Suddenly I felt soft lips press against mine. My eye widened but then realisation caught up to me and I kissed him back full force with so much passion, I threw my arms around his neck as he had me jump up so that I could also wrap my legs around his waist as well. After a bit, we needed to break apart so we could breath, we rested out foreheads together panting softly, our warm breaths fanning over each other’s face. “Well then I guess I should come out with this now, I love you Y/n since the day I met you when we were four, I thought you were the most beautifulest thing in the world with your h/l h/c, and e/c eyes. You were my diamond in the rough. Always have been, always will be.” Draco explained kissing my nose softly making me giggle. “C’mon, lets get back to the common room, we can spend the rest of the day together in there.” Draco smiled setting me back down on the ground, he took my hand as he leads the way to the dungeons. We spent the day just laying on the couch, him on his back and me on his stomach, we napped until dinner time when Pansy came in the room screeching Draco’s name because she couldn’t find him anywhere and hasn’t seen him since Defence Against the Dark Arts class. She heard Snape ask him to stay behind so she just figured he was off doing something for the Professor, and soon found out how wrong she was when she saw the two asleep in each other’s arms on the couch. “DRACY, WHAT ARE YOUR DOING WITH THAT CRY BABY?! DID SNAPE PUT YOU UP TO THIS, BECAUSE I CAN GO TO HIM RIGHT NOW AND MAKE HIS STOP!?” Pansy had yelled earning a groan from Draco and me. “Quit your yelling you bloody baboon! And stop calling me that, its not my name, nor will it ever.” Draco fired at her, then turned to me kissing my lips making Pansy’s jaw drop. “Come on darling, lets go get some food, I’m starving.” Draco stood up after I got off him, he took my hand and walked out the door. I turned around back to Pansy, smirked, then stuck my tongue out at her. I had his love way before anyone else, and that’s how it would stay for the rest of our lives.

More Than Bravery (Part 1)

 Pairing: Eric Coulter X OC

 Warnings: Maybe some violence, but I guess that’s normal when it comes to Dauntless.

 Word count: 1.083

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 Part 8

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 Part 10

 Part 11

 Part 12

 Part 13 

 Part 14

 Part 15

 Part 16

 Part 17

 I wake up to the best day of my life. It’s late, I know, but I don’t care. Taking a quick shower, I wear my borrowed clothes and then my gray dress to cover it up. It’s the last time I’ll ever wear these stupid clothes. Running downstairs, I yell for my little brother who leaves the breakfast table to hug me. Leaving him breaks my heart.

 “Are you going to pick Dauntless?” He whispers in my ear and I nod, smiling. “Wait for me there.”

 “I will, sweetie.”

 “Ellen, eat quickly, we have to go.” My mother barks, not bothering to look at us. “Or you’ll go to bed without dinner tonight.”

 I roll my eyes. Judith knows very well I won’t come back, but she just can’t accept it. She’s probably burning inside, never thought this day would ever come. But it did and I couldn’t be happier.

 Holding Benjamin’s hand, I look for Denay in the crowd. I see Mayla and Steven and they wave at me. Getting on my knees, I hold both Ben’s hands on mine.

 “I gotta go now, Ben. But I promise we’ll see each other again.” He starts to cry so I hug him tightly. “I love you, never forget it.”

 “I love you too, Elly.”

 “I have a surprise for you. So pay attention.” With a last hug, I let him go with my mother, running to meet my friends and follow the flow to our place, standing in the corner of the Hub.

 All the factions are here. Every faction but Dauntless. We can hear them before actually seeing them, yelling and running and celebrating. Tyler and Denay come running to us and I hug Denay tight.

 “Finally.” I say, holding his hands. But there’s something in his eyes. His hands are cold and shaking so I raise my eyebrows. “Are you okay?”

 “Yes, but… I need to talk to-”

 “Welcome.” Is Marcus this year. Great. But I won’t let it ruin my day.

 The Choosing Ceremony is starting and I can’t help but focus on the five bowls. I can see the smoke coming from the Dauntless coal. There’s where I want to drop my blood. There’s where I belong.

 Marcus starts calling us. Maya is the first to go, them Tyler. Both pick Dauntless. Steven is scared when his name is called, but after a few seconds of hesitation, he picks Dauntless too.

 “Ellen, I need you to know that…” Denay’s voice fades when I hear my name. I kiss his cheek before stepping forward.

 That’s when I do it. I take off my dress to reveal my black clothes. A black tank top, black jeans, and black shoes. All Dauntless start yelling, but the look on Marcus’ face is the best part of it. I let my hair down when I finally reach the bowls.

 Taking my knife, I cut my hand quickly and let my blood drop on the hot coals. Three drops, more than necessary. Did I cut too deep? I don’t care. I’m smiling, I’m floating. I’ll be Dauntless after all these awful years.

 “Dauntless.” Marcus states in a cold voice, and all my new faction stands up to welcome me as I walk towards my future. Benjamin has a big smile on his lips and I wave at him before sitting in my place beside Mayla.

 “We’re gonna be together.” Mayla takes my hand and I notice how happy she is.

 “We’ll kill each other, but yes.” I laugh as Carly, the girl who borrowed me the black clothes comes to sit with us.

 Now there are only two boys left, and Denay is walking to the stage. I take a deep breath as he cuts his hand… And let his blood fall on the soil.

 “Amity.”

 People groan and murmur. Dauntless don’t like when someone leaves. They hate the fact that they had someone so coward on their complex for sixteen years. But  I stand still, ignoring how my friends try to calm me down. I am calm. Denay just broke up with me in the worst way possible.

 Soon enough we’re leaving. I don’t think twice before following them. I don’t look back. We’re running downstairs and then dominating the streets, pushing whoever is on our way. It feels good to run without worrying if somebody will see me. When the train is approaching, I don’t stop to wait for anyone. I quicken my pace, aiming for the first car. It’s not the first time I do this. Mayla yells my name, but I ignore her and pull myself up to the train, holding tight on the hard metal so I can lean back and feel the wind in my hair. People scream at me like I’m crazy, but I just smile, calmly stepping inside the wagon.

 When I finally feel the train slow down, I look out. There’s a roof with some Dauntless members. A voice back there tells me that I have to jump. Good. Walking to the other side of the wagon, I take a deep breath and run. I can see the street, down there, flying beneath my feet, and then I crash onto the floor. My shoulder aches like hell, but I can’t help but burst into laugh. I’m here. I’m Dauntless. Nothing, not even my coward ex-boyfriend will ruin this.

 “Ellen, you okay?” Mayla asks as Tyler checks on my shoulder.

 “Yes. I’m not bleeding, so that means I’m fine.” I leave them there, pushing through the crowd so I can see who’s speaking.

 “Welcome to the warrior faction.” The man barks, making eye contact with every single initiate. He’s tall, has cold eyes and seems to be hating his job up here. I can notice his muscles even through his jacket.

 My first thought: He’s unbelievably handsome.

 My second thought: He’s dangerous.

 “Now, to prove yourselves worthy, you just have to-”

 “Jump?” I say all of a sudden, noticing how he placed himself beside a small wall. I walk to where he’s standing, bending over the wall to see a huge hole in a roof, leading to complete darkness.

 “Good luck, initiate.” He whispers as I climb the wall, turning my back to the whole. My friends ask me to stop, to listen to the leaders before doing anything stupid, but instead, I look at that man, waiting for a sign. “Prove you’re brave, girl.”

 “I already did.” I say right before letting my body fall back.

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So I was rereading Harry Potter, when I came across this and thought- what if instead of Cedric Diggory, Cassius Warrington had been chosen to compete in the Triwizard Tournament?

Imagine Dumbledore calling out the name of the Hogwarts champion and it isn’t a Gryffindor, or a Ravenclaw, or even a Hufflepuff, but it’s a Slytherin. A student from a House most people hate.

Imagine Cassius Warrington getting up, and three out of four Houses are booing at him and shouting things like “NO!” or, “We can’t have a Slytherin champion!” or demanding a retry. But he’s a Slytherin- he’s been dealing with this shit since he got sorted, so he keeps his head high and joins the other champions.

Imagine Harry trying to catch Warrington alone because he doesn’t really want to associate with Slytherins (plus Malfoy has this tendency of being around the guy ALL THE TIME since he got chosen), but at the same time he’s also fair enough not to want him to walk into the first task unprepared.

Imagine Warrington walking over to Harry a few months later, and Ron and Hermione both jump into a protective stance, wands out, but instead of attacking Harry he just tells him to stick the egg underwater. (Because Slytherins don’t forget those who helped them out).

Imagine Warrington and Harry helping each other out in the labyrinth.

Imagine Harry being devastated when Peter kills Warrington- because Voldemort doesn’t care what house they’re form, a spare is a spare.

Imagine the uproar that causes among the Slytherins, because some of their parents really are Death Eaters and they know what really happened.

Imagine Slytherins fighting in the Battle of Hogwarts and shouting “This is for Cassius!”

Sam and Dean have a rough time adjusting to life with their mother and younger half sister. The reader decides her time with Sam and Dean is over and decides now is the time to rescue her twin, Adam, from the cage.

I can’t keep calm

I am calm

Be calm

Stay calm

Keep calm

& Carry on

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i hope the anonymous person who sent the "i used to live in your house. i'm drunk in boston and it's the only address i know. happy holidays" postcard is aware that they wrote my favourite poem

As If I Deserve It (Gally x Reader)

Request: CAN I GET “YOU LOVE ME AS IF I DESERVE YOU” FROM PROMPT LIST 4 WITH GALLY ILY -💛

Authors note: ALRIGHT, this has death cure spoilers so DONT read if you haven’t seen/read it!!!! Also I kind of changed the prompt a bit to fit better, I hope you enjoy!!! Feedback and comments are very much appreciated!!!

Everyone was in shock as Gally removes his mask, your eyes going wide and your breath hitching in your throat. You thought he was dead, you watched him die. How could he be here? Tear filled your eyes as his gaze meets yours, your heart pounding in your chest. You could feel your fingers shake, your body practically screaming at you to run over and touch him, to see if he was real.

“Gally?” Newt questioned, his head tilting to the side of out confusion.

“I thought you were dead.” Frypan adds, his eyes darting over to you for a split second. You watch as Jorge steps forward a bit, shielding Brenda behind him.

“No, you left me for dead.” Gally scoffs, going on to explain how he got here and out of the maze.

Thomas’s hands clenched into fists, his chest heaving with anger. You were about to grab him, hold him back but you were to slow. Thomas had already charged Gally, punching him in the face as everyone around you yelled and raised their guns.

You were still in shock as they pried Thomas off of him, your body frozen in place and your eyes leaking tears as you continued to stare at Gally. You had only ever dreamed about him coming back to you, only ever thought that maybe, just maybe, there was something you could have done to save him. And yet, he was here and so were you. But everything was so different now, everything has changed.

“Y/N?” Brenda whispered, her hand reaching out for yours. You blink, rubbing your eyes with the back of your hands and wiping away the tears. You gave her a tight lipped smile, seeing the concern on her face.

“Are you okay?” She mumbled to you as she placed her hand on your shoulder, Jorge’s gaze filtering over to the two of you. You nodded your head at her, eyes darting back over to Gally.

“I’m good, it’s just uh… shocking to say the least.” You let out a sigh, fingers playing with the hem of your shirt. Brenda gives you a smile and a slight squeeze on your shoulder, her eyes showing recognition of your situation.

You didn’t have to tell her that the man standing in front of you, you watched die. He was someone you loved, someone you still love, and you watched him die. You went on thinking all the time he was gone, never going to be seen again. But you were wrong.

With heavy limbs, you walk over to Gally. Your brows knitting together as you stand behind him, heart beating wildly in your chest and your stomach turning to knots.

“Gally.” You croak out, not sure of what to say. He turns around to look at you, a soft smile tugging on his lips.

“Y/N, It’s been a while.” He chuckles, a smile ghosting over your lips. You could feel the tears prick your eyes again as you pull him into a hug, your arms wrapping firmly around his neck as his go around your waist. You could feel him smiling against your skin as he places his head in the crook of your neck.

“God I missed you.” You admit, sniffling into his chest as you card your fingers through his short hair. You felt him hum against you, squeezing you tighter as if you’d disappear any moment.

“I thought about you everyday.” He mumbles, his words coming out quiet and slightly muffled against your skin.

“Me too.” You were crying now, tears slipping from your eyes one after another. “I love you.”

You could feel his body stiffen and his heart quicken in his chest, but he still held onto you. Tears slipped past his eyes as he cuddles closer to you, the two of you not caring about the others in this moment.

“I don’t deserve you and yet, you love me as if i do.” Gally pulls back, his hand cradling your face and wiping away your tears.

“You deserve the world.” You smile, leaning into his hands as your own cover his. You watch the smile make its way onto his face, his eyes full of adoration.

“God, I love you.”

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Masterlist- Lost but Not Forgotten

Featuring: Robert Downey Jr. x Teen!Daughter!Reader and Avengers cast x Teen!Reader later on. 

You were adopted on your sixth birthday by your loving parents, Emilia and Jason. You’re finishing up junior year of high school with flying colors, you have a great friend and an even better family. Simple story, right?

Wrong.

You have these dreams, weird dreams with a man that looks eerily like you. You brush it off as nothing, just old memories of your biological family.

Then you’re assigned a research paper on anything that you want. You choose to research a cold case. Physical similarities are there: a malformed ear, birthmarks, and a striking resemblance to an aged-up composite sketch, as well an unclear information about your adoption make you uneasy. Uneasy enough to take action.

After that, your world comes crashing down.

You weren’t adopted. You were kidnapped. 

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five 

Chapter Six 

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten 

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve (??)

Chapter Thirteen (??)

Chapter Fourteen (??)

Chapter Fifteen (??)

Chapter Sixteen (??)

Epilogue (??) 

This may change as I am still editing this fic. It was also inspired by @afictionaladventure16‘s fic entitled Safe and Sound. 

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i relate to this on a spiritual level.

Draco Malfoy Imagines Masterlist

Guilt Part 1

Guilt Part 2

Imagine Part 2

Imagine Part 1

Christmas with the Malfoys

Fragile

I Miss You

Library

Later, Draco

Roses are Red, Violets are Blue

Love Potion

Closer

Quidditch

Boggarts

Caught Imagine

Babysitting Imagine

Dating Draco Malfoy Would Include… 

Jealous

Ties

Unorthodox

Kings Cross

“Are You Trying to Seduce Me?”

Letters

Shelter

You’re Alive

Double-Sided

Draco Malfoy Playlist

The Apple of His Eye

Staying at School Over Christmas With Draco Would Include…

Practice Makes Perfect (Drarry)

Stay With Me

Maybe Tomorrow (Part 1)

I Must Not Tell Lies

Sick (Tom Felton)

Lucky

You Are Mine

Feeling Tense?

Hair Ties

Sweet Nothings

Bookworm

Slytherin Princess

Draco Dating You, A Hufflepuff Would Include…

Dinner

Choice

If Draco Were A Muggle…

Complicated

Bad People

Eternal Love (Tom Felton)

Listen Close (Smut)

Tell Me You’re Okay

Put Me Back Together Again

The Stars In Your Eyes

My Best Friend

Draco Talking About You Would Include…

The Common Room Floor (Smut)

Family // Peter Parker

word count: 1,675

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

warnings: hints of an eating disorder, cute family reunions, probably a swear word somewhere

summary: after seeing your dad and boyfriend, it’s even harder to forgive yourself for the choices you’ve made. you’re ready to give up when life decides to give you a second chance.

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a/n: the final part!! this made me emo, not gonna lie.

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Not much time went by after that where you wanted nothing else than to be back home. You thought about it every single minute. Seeing your father and Peter only made you homesick.

You assumed this day would be no different than the last as you sat in your corner. Your head pounded every minute you were awake now. It was just a constant, dull thumping in the back of your skull.

You had just kicked the tray of breakfast aside gently when the room was forced into darkness. Emergency lights flickered on above your heads as you pushed yourself to your knees.

A burst of cheering came from Clint, followed by some from Sam as the containment doors slid open. You could see a silhouette cross the room towards Wanda, helping pull the straitjacket from her frame.

“Y/N,” Clint whispered as he made his way towards you. “Come here.”

You pushed yourself on shaky feet and moved towards Clint. He walked behind you to release your arms, letting you shake the blood back into them. As soon as the jacket clattered to the floor, you let out a sigh of relief. The collar came next as he used the remote to disconnect it.

“You okay?” Clint placed his hands on your shoulders, keeping your swaying form still. You forced a nod, letting him lead you out towards the rest of your team.

“Mini.” You looked up, absolutely shocked to see Steve standing in front of you. You didn’t hesitate to throw yourself in his arms, squeezing him tightly. He returned the gesture but didn’t let your feet return to the ground. “We’ve gotta run. I already have all your stuff in the quinjet but we need to move. And fast.”

With that, the team took off back through the door. You stayed tense in Steve’s arms, terrified that you were going to be busted for trying to escape. As soon as the jet came into view, you let out a content sigh, relaxing in his grip.

“Mini.” He set you down on one of the medical beds in the back. “I’ll be right back. Stay here.”

You offered him a nod as you sank down into the comfy fabric, fighting to stay conscious. The toll of not eating plus lack of sleep was kicking in and you knew you were going to crash here soon.

You had just started to fall asleep when a comforting hand rested on your arm. You opened your eyes to see Wanda sitting next to you, Steve hovering over her shoulder.

“Hey,” You mumbled, moving to sit up.

Wanda shook her head, pressing down on your arm to keep you in place. “Stay here, kiddo. We’re going to monitor your vitals on the way home.”

“Y/N, you want to tell me what happened back there?” Steve asked, leaning against the wall as he looked down at you.

You shrugged, curling up under the blanket. “I don’t…I just gave up, you know? I don’t think my dad would forgive me or-or Peter and I just…” You paused as tears filled your eyes again. “I can’t forgive myself for what I did. I wanted to help you, Steve, I did but I didn’t see what I was losing by doing that.”

Steve nodded, crouching down next to you. “You know your dad would never give up on you. After everything that we’ve put him through, he’s still there for us. You’re his kid, Y/N. He loves you more than anything. And you helped us succeed. I’m sorry it was at the cost it was but we did it, kid.”

You nodded, clutching the pillow as if it was your lifeline. Steve gave you a sad smile, brushing some hair out of your eyes before leaving you alone with Wanda.

“Are you guys coming home?” You asked, grabbing Wanda’s hand. She gave you a sad smile, answering your question. You sighed, “Promise you’ll at least call me every now and then? And let me know how you’re doing?”

Wanda nodded. “Of course. I pinky promise.” She linked her pinky with yours, giving you a reassuring smile. “Get some sleep. I’ll wake you up when we land.”

You let go of her pinky to curl under the blankets completely, finally feeling safe enough to sleep. As soon as your eyes closed, your body accepted slumber easily and the world faded around you.

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