#Mary x Reginald

[avasummerofficial]

My Opinions On Arcadekitten Ships:

Which one is your favorite?

[misssprinkles]

Do you think that mareggie is a healthy or toxic couple?

This is a.... hard question.

Like obviously IRL it would be toxic. Anything with Yandere type stuff is toxic. But like. They are cute. And he wouldnt hurt Mary atleast. It wouldnt be toxic towards her. Idk how to explain it. But like I ship it. I didnt ship it at first but eventually i kept seeing more and more art from arcadekitten and more and more of them together in games and it grew on me. Sometimes I feel like I shouldnt ship it, but like I cant help it. I would obviously not be okay with it if it were real, but like where its fictional its fine.

tldr; I dunno / It depends.

[v33n4-c4rn1s]

"DELICATE FLOWER"

Mary anta x Reginald tetra

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

oh how he loved her.

she was everything to him, she was all he needed. The air he breathed was nothing compared to the smell of her perfume, her soft skin was the pillows he desperately wanted to lay against, to sleep and to dream of her sweet face.

To say he was In love was an understatement, he was enthralled by her, His precious flower, his sweet melody.

Reginald tetra, a man of many words, a gentle giant in a way, but was he all that gentle when blood was spilled? was he really the man they said he was when he stepped over the corpses of those he'd killed in cold blood? he was no saint when he spiked drinks or tore into skin.

He was a monster, he did not mind.

How could he when such an angel had graced his presence, when she appeared in his life one day and seemed to never leave.

He did not mind.

He did not mind waiting outside the cemetery like a helpless pup, just waiting for her to come out and greet him, he did not mind following her footsteps just for her to spot him, he did not mind her clinging onto his arm whenever she was scared, He certainly did not mind holding her while she wept into his shoulder out of pure fear for her own life.

Little miss Mary anta had him wrapped around her delicate fingers.

And he did not mind.

The only time he did mind was when those beautiful red eyes filled with fear, distraught when she opened them to find herself trapped, by none other than his own hand.

He did not want to scare her, to make her cry.

He held her face in his hands, hands which she believed could snap her neck in less than a second, but instead he was cooing softly and wiping her tears, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

Oh he'd waited so long to press his lips against hers, but he mustn't get ahead of himself. Despite his dreams of being able to love her the way he wanted too, he needed patience, Despite how much his heart yearned for her to tell him how much she adored him, he needed to wait.

She was fragile, she needed time to adjust,

and soon she would, soon she would love him as much as he loved her, soon she would understand how much of an effect she had on him, she would understand how his heart would scream her name night and day, how her soft voice would torture his dreams, her sweet smile burning holes into his mind, how no amount of poison in his guts could kill those pesky butterflies she gave him.

She would learn that everything he had ever done,

was for her.

and only for her.

little miss mary anta,

his delicate flower.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

okay so, usually I write stuff for my sona but I love mareggie, both characters mentioned belong to the lovely @arcadekitten !! 💓💓

[itz-candikin]

I dont like Valentines anymore so I made my art a bit early

[necroangelz]

HOLY SHIT DO YOU LIKE CEMETARY MARY?? IM LIKE HYPERVENTIALITING AHHHHH

yup i do!!!! haven't played in months but i have 42 hours in the game :3 I've played almost all the routes and i guess uu could say i like it a huge amount

[candisstimboard]

Lexi x Reginald Stimboard

[sugary-bxnny]

Happy valetines day!! ♥︎

I haven’t made anything ryo x embry in a very long time so i thought it’d be nice to make doodle art with it :]

[candikin]

Not explaining this post but happy valentines

[starstruckbaby]

some mareggie x reader hcs

(Note that this is in the hfsh game and not in the canon of arcadekittens other games!)

first of all, how does one get into a polycule with the two of them?

It would probably take a while for them to both even bring up the idea of forming a polycule.

Mary fell for you a bit before Reginald did.

she found you to be sweet and kind even when others weren't, which was a bit hard to find since she was essentially considered scary or creepy by most. She warmed up to you after a bit of time.

Once Reggie was sure that you had no ill intent with Mary, he began warming up to you aswell. He thought you were cool and it was great that you and his girlfriend were friends!

Reggie and Mary both freaked out when they realized they had feelings for you.

It took them a while to even tell eachother about it. When they did, they both felt kind of relieved. They still didn't really know how to bring it up to you though.

One day they worked up enough courage to tell you. It took a bit but when they suggested being in a polycule you accepted and they were ecastatic!

Reggie and Mary were both a bit shy when it came to affection but with your help you now all hold hands when you go anywhere!

They both always ask first before initiating anything, just to be sure you're comfortable with it.

If you wear lipstick, please pepper their faces in kisses they will be all cute and flustered.

You can braid Mary's hair, as a treat :3

Both Reggie and Mary like it when you play with their hair, it feels nice and a bit calming.

(That's all my headcanons and stuff, sorry if it's not much, writing isn't my forte :>)

[autumnrose11]

thequietworld:

#matthew’s all proud of his mama #and you know he’s secretly going ‘omgomgomg i’m sitting next to mary. are we almost touching shoulders?! i think we are…stay cool crawley. stay cool.’ #meanwhile mary is like ‘HOW DID I GET SAT NEXT TO HIM? UGH.’ *eyeroll*

[hopefulidiocy]

Hi can I request a modern Daemon x Neice reader? I'm thinking Mafia vibes, maybe she wasn't aloud to leave the house but she snuck out to the club with friends and Daemon drags her back home.

I'm thinling smut, probably rough lol.

Totally get if you aren't down with this idea just had this idea for a while and need it out lol.

Killer Instinct

Modern!Daemon x Fem!Reader

Authors Note: thanks for suggesting this :) I changed the familial bond between them. They are not niece and uncle, instead just daughter of Mafia Boss and Right Hand Man. Thanks <3 hope you enjoy.

Warnings: bj, p in v, rough, hair grabbing, spanking, masturbation etc

MINORS DNI

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞

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A pendulum swings in your face as you slouch in the chair, bored to tears with the droning on around you, your mother sitting straight and “proper” as she looks upon her husband with bored, soulless eyes. The men around you are discussing their plans with the opposing gang, it would be funny - seeing grown men plot to kill or maim or simply to prank - if they didn’t actually go through with it. One time you saw your father standing over the body of Julius Justice, a man who was your Godfather and looked after you more than once in your childhood. Julius had betrayed my father in more ways than one, he had been a double agent for both the Blacks and the Greens; it turned out he had a wife, a woman named Alicent, whom I had no idea existed, who was the mother of Green Leader Aegon. Slimy little man with short man syndrome.

Father was callous and cruel, some thought the same about you since you rarely smiled or laughed; the last time you did was probably when your niece, Clarissa, was born even thought tensions run thick with your sister, Marie. There were eight of you in total, eight lovely children for the cold Victor Targaryen. The order went like this: Giovanni, 26 years old and acts as a type of regent whenever your father is indisposed; Hades, 25 years old and tried to usurp his own father which sent him to the chopping block, you wince every time his name is mentioned; Victoria, 23 years old and named after your mother, she is timid and incredibly sweet which is her downfall; Marie, 21 years old and recently married to some soldier whom you don’t know; you, 19 years old and basically your father with longer hair; Reginald, 17 years old and dead; Tomosina, 14 years old and just started her monthlies and the baby cherub of the family, Georgina, 12 years old who currently sits next to you, jaw hanging as if this was the first time she heard your father talk about violence and murder.

“So that settles it.” Father slammed his hands at the side of his table, everyone jumped excluding you.

“What have we settled?” You asked, playing with the pendulum in your fingers.

“Alicent Hightower must die.” Your mother repeated, her mouth slightly gaping at the mere thought. You shrugged, slumping back in your chair whilst your sister turned to whisper.

“You should sit like a proper lady.” You scoff and roll your eyes just as the grand doors open to the office.

Strolling in, head to toe in clinking armour, was Daemon Targaryen; named so because of his long endured loyalty to your father that he had been taken in as one of the family. Something Julius never got to see. As usual, his shit eating smirk presents on his face as he grabs a hessian bag that was swinging from his shoulder and plants it on the end of the table.

“A gift.” He said, smirking still and amusement bouncing around in his tone. You perk up, sitting forward with your elbows propping you up as you watched Daemon rip the bag and reveal a severed head. You gasp, despite yourself.

“Scared, little miss?” Daemon asked, turning his attention to you. His heated stare suddenly made you blush, which you hated, and you sat back, trying to stop the heat that was spreading to your abdomen, almost grinding against the chair to stop it.

“Who is that?” Your mother asked, scared.

“Otto Hightower. I beheaded him. Just as you asked, sir.” He then bowed to your father, who stands, clapping him as if he received an Oscar.

“Bravo, Daemon! Bravo!” He came around the table, clapping him on the back before picking up Otto’s head by his lacking hair. He laughed before poking him in his eyes. Daemon chuckled along with him.

“I must put him with all the trophies.” He hugged it to his chest. “I might have him suck my cock, we all know what a cock sucker he was.” That earned a laugh from the men, the women however just stared as your father began acting out oral.

~

The dummy full of sand is before you, your armour clinking in the moonlighted training grounds; you only came here after everyone went to bed, this was the only time you could practise so your father would allow you to join the soldiering side. You raise your sword high above your head, your elbow not allowing the weight to tumble as you swung your body around in intricate shapes before stabbing him just off centre. You groan, yanking the sword out of the sand, hitting it a few times on the ground before trying again, managing to attack his groin.

“You need to centre yourself, my lady.” A seductive voice came from behind you, and instinctively you knew it was Daemon. As you turned, he made his way in long strides towards you, you hitched your breath as his chest almost collided with your face.

“What are you doing here?” You step back, gulping enough night air so you wouldn’t end up on your knees in front of him.

That wouldn’t be so bad…

“Watching you, little miss.” He smirked.

“Ugh, don’t call me that, I’m 19.” You sheathed your sword, sighing. “And I know I’m shit at it.”

“Never said you were.”

“You were implying.”

“No I wasn’t.” He shrugged.

He cocks his head slightly as his dark eyes roam your face, the sides of his lips curled into a smirk.

“Does daddy know you’re out here?” He mockingly pouts.

“No. He would kill me.”

“I’m a loyalist, it would be against his honour if I didn’t turn you in now.” He takes another step towards you, the heat returning in your abdomen.

“But you won’t.” You said, pressing your stomach slightly to aid the pain from travelling any further. He chuckles, his eyes peering down your armour to your legs before his index finger curled flat underneath your chin, propping you so you look straight at him.

“Do I make you nervous?” He asks, seduction dripping from his voice.

“No.” You shake your head.

“I beg to differ.” His thumb then travelled up your chin to your bottom lip, grazing it softly with the pad of his thumb. “I see the way you look at me.” You hoped he hadn’t because every time you did you had to squeeze your legs shut. His thumb then reached the crease between your bottom lip and top lip before placing it in your mouth. Instantly, you sucked onto it, relishing in the pleasure of getting to taste at least some of him. Your tongue lapped around it, your lips pouting and plump as he licks his own lips.

“Such pretty lips.” He whispers, his other hand roaming to your perfect braid before yanking down on it and hard. You winced at first but enjoying the pain of his hand you moaned softly, muffled by his thumb. “I wonder.” He hummed as his lips met your neck, sending butterfly kisses up to your jawline; his warm breath tickling you. “I wonder what you do to yourself when you think about me in your dark room.” He starts licking your jawline, sending you into a mess, trying to find where his zipper is. “Do you moan my name?” You want to scream yes, yes, yes! But find yourself unable to because you find his zipper, pulling it down with all your might to find his hard cock springing from it. He was wearing no underwear.

Your hand wrapped around his shaft, thick and veiny to the point you couldn’t wrap around it completely. His eyes flicker as you begin to pump him up and down, still sucking hard on his thumb.

“Get on your knees.” He whispers and you waste no time in perching before him, coming face to face with his cock, sprightly and erect, his glistening pink tip looking beautiful in the moonlight as your pretty lips wrapped around the head. He tastes fucking beautiful. You always knew he did, you could tell by the way he dressed himself that he was fucking perfect to taste. Your tongue wets the sensitive area of his tip, which sends him whispering moans into the night air as his hand grips onto the back of your head, forcing you deeper and deeper onto him. Eventually his tip hits the back of your throat, gagging so hard your eyes water but you don’t care.

“Fuck, I love that sound.” He hit against the back of your throat again, arching his back as your head bobbed up and down his shaft. Revelling in the trembling his thighs were giving you, you decide to include his balls as well. You remove yourself from his thick cock and land your round lips onto his balls, simultaneously pumping him up and down.

“That slutty mouth.” He groans, louder than before and you know just by the way his mouth gapes that he is reaching his end. And you want him to paint you.

You focus in on his cock, still cupping his balls with your cold hand as you stroke his shaft and suck on it like a dehydrated woman finding water in the Sahara after forty days. He arches back and shoots his load, it leaks down your throat, dripping with perfection, the saltiness and the sweetness coating you as you swallow.

“Show me you swallowed all of it.” You look up at him with seductive eyes and open your mouth, sticking out your tongue. “Dirty whore.” He smirks, pulling up his trousers.

“Are you not going to get me off?” You ask, breathless.

“Go to bed.” He chuckles, pinching your chin before sauntering away leaving you on your knees and begging to be fucked.

Later, when you were alone in the shadows of your room, you placed a pillow in between your legs, the hardest part of it against your clit and your body moved fluidly as you rid the dull ache between your legs. You held onto the bed frame as your hips worked at a delicious speed, allowing the ache to turn into a blossoming sensation as you moaned out for Daemon: thinking about his cock spreading you open. You hope he fucks rough, because you need ragging about.

~

A few mornings later, you’re sitting at the kitchen table with Tomosina and Georgia whilst your mother runs about the kitchen with a whisk in tow. You lean over your breakfast, not touching it but instead reaching for your tea; a morning is not a morning without a herbal remedy. You are nervous, your heart thumping against your chest as you blow the steam rising out of the cup, you watch your mother closely… hoping that she is in a good mood. Because you want to go out for the night.

“Where’s that fucking bowl?” She grunts, kneeling down to rummage through the cupboards.

“What are you making a cake for anyway?” Tomosina asks, her mouth full of toast.

“To celebrate Daemon, he’s made three assassinations just this week. That’s the most we’ve ever had.” You raise your eyebrows.

“That’s the most we’ve ever had?” You repeat, your mother blows her hair out of her eyes as she stands.

“Yes, dear. It is. It doesn’t sound like a lot but a lot of thought goes into these things.” She’s gone to the pantry now, hoping it appears out of thin air.

Ever since you gave Daemon a blow job you haven’t stopped thinking about it, it was the only thing to relive in your mind when you went to sleep. The way his face drooped with pleasure, his thighs twitching under your touch, you longed to be touched the way you touched him and you just knew he would send you to hell and back with his long fingers. You grip your chair as you think about what he could do to you and how you would let him have his way. He could do anything and you’ll happily be his servant. The thoughts ceased when your mother came back, beaming with her mixing bowl.

“Found it!” She smiles, plopping it down on the table.

“Mother…” you begin, picking up your fork and scooping up some eggs.

“Yep?” She smiles brightly this time, like seeing you is her favourite thing in the world.

“My favourite band are coming to play… and i want to go see them.” It came out way too fast. Your mother’s eyes faltered slightly, she slumped into herself.

“Y/N… you know I can’t let you do that.” She sighs.

“Mum, listen. I’ll take a bodyguard with me. They won’t want to find me or kill me anyway, I’m one of the youngest children and I’m also a girl, they won’t want me.”

“I can’t even chance it. You know your father would go mad as well? I can’t allow that, I’m sorry, darling.” And that was the end of that.

~

Despite what mother said in the morning, you are currently getting dressed in the best outfit you can find. Ripped faux leather pants that stick to you like glue and perfectly rounded your ass and a lace bralette that cupped your tits stunningly. You admire yourself in the mirror before being taken over by an image of Daemon, coming in behind you and taking your tits into his hands. You lean against him as he reaches underneath your bra, toying with your nipples as you moan out. You know this is just a daydream, as you’re the one toying with yourself and your hand reaching down to your clit, working yourself to satisfaction as you imagine Daemon playing with you, whispering you disgustingly beautiful words as you work against his palm. You wish you could see his face, how wet you were for him. God. How he would manhandle you.

The only light that filled the dark streets was the moonlight as you flit towards the dark alleyway where the band is playing. You could hear the beat of the bass, how it was shaking the ground and your body ignited with excitement. Breaking the rules has to be completed once in a while and you absolutely love the feeling of disobeying. Whilst waiting in the line behind a group of young girls, you are tapped on the shoulder by a masked man. Instantly, you gasp as the large hand grabs you.

“Excuse me!” You hiss, shaking off his grasp. But he quickly returns.

“You shouldn’t be here.” You notice the raspy sound of Daemon, you instantly turn around and suddenly face to face with him, a mask covering most of his features but you know just by his voice and the way his eyes slightly crease that it is the man you gave a blowjob to.

“Fuck off, Daemon.” You whisper, pushing his shoulders but he doesn’t move.

“You’re coming with me.” He grabs your elbow and basically drags you out of the queue, people start staring at you and some are even laughing, your face heats with humiliation.

“People are staring at me.” You hiss as he drags you up the cobbled street, out of the alleyway.

“I don’t care. You shouldn’t even be here.” He spits as he basically throws you down another dark, desolate alleyway. You stop and come face to face with him, your body suddenly heating up as his strong hand removes the mask from his face. He looks even handsomer under the moonlight, his jaw hard and his eyes piercing as he slowly looks up and down your elegant body.

“Why are you really here, Daemon?” You cross your arms, to seduce. Slowly, his fingers trace your arm, his fingers finding the crux of your elbow and pulling it away harshly.

“Why are you dressed like a whore? Like a common street slut.” He smirks to himself. Your body ignites as he slowly pulls your bra down, collecting at your stomach and the night air instantly pinches at your nipples like they’re ready for Daemon. You are ready your Daemon. Your pants grow wet as you watch the tip of his tongue travel across his top lip, harshly he slaps them before pulling you into his body. You press yourself against his hard chest, even harder than you could imagine, your arms are trapped but you don’t care because his lips smash against yours. The kiss is hard, passionate and almost hateful and his body holds you tightly as he moves you towards the cold stone wall behind you, his hands wrapped around your hair and his other hand finding the source of your heartbeat. His fingers are cold, ice cold, as he circles your bud, it aches against him, pulsing and shaking as you moan into his mouth. It’s so dirty to be like this just yards away from a crowd. You love it, you love the way he bites down on your neck as three fingers squeeze themselves inside of you. He pumps hard, massaging against your g spot as your legs tremble against his icy fingers.

“Moan louder for me. Let them hear why i dragged you away.” You do as he says, his voice laced with venom as you throw the crown of your head against the stone wall, moaning higher towards the Gods. His fingers play you like a violin, your sounds beautiful in the night air and you relish in that aching feeling you’ve known for too long. You worry that after this you have to have him in your bed every night.

“Daemon.” You moan, having to take a breath before speaking.

“Hmm?” He hums low against your ear, his fingers reaching a high you’ve never experienced before, his nose against your jawline.

“What is it?” He whispers, his thumb now tagging against your clit, you whimper as he speeds his tempo.

“Fuck me.” You whisper, not being able to talk normally. He chuckles darkly against your neck as his hand suddenly removes itself from inside of you. You ache for the warmth again. He leans back, tugging down your trousers, getting on his knees.

“What are you doing?” You look at him in bewilderment, but he simply smiles at you like butter wouldn’t melt. He responds by burying his face between your legs, his tongue lapping up your folds, you reach for his hair, holding it tightly as you moan, moaning for him and for his God given tongue. His mouth works at an incoherent speed, you become a mess of nerves as your legs shake, squeezing his head between your thighs as he works you like an instrument.

“Turn around.” He wipes his mouth, grabbing your shoulder and shoving you towards the cold, cold stone that makes your toes curl. He bucks your hips towards him, your breasts flat against the wall as reaches down and inserts two fingers inside of you, making you whine like a cat, he preps himself behind you. Gently almost a complete contrast to the way he was gripping onto your hair, his fingers so gentle on your hip bone as he inserted himself. It is a tighter fit than you expected, his cock slowly travelled through you to the spot that no one has ever reached before, your back arches as your gspot tingles under his tip as it grazes and softly prods at it.

“Just relax for me.” He whispers as he begins to thrust deeply into you, making you whine, trying to find something to hold onto but there’s nothing on the wall that will keep you up. His hands roam your body, delicately like you’re a work of art as he speeds himself up at a magical speed that only wizards can achieve. He pulls in and out harshly, letting the cold air squeeze into you as he snaps his hips back to your gspot, a delicious feeling that has your knees knocking together. Your cheek is pressed against the wall, hard and your head keeps knocking forward every time he buries himself deep inside you, he holds himself there for a moment, swirling his hips so your gspot gets all the pleasure for this moment. You begin to heat up, hotter than you’ve ever felt before and certainly hotter than the cold air that surrounded you as he sped up, his hips snapping into you ass and your legs begin to tremble. A feeling you haven’t felt by another man’s touch for a long, long time. He holds you in place, not letting you move as he aids you to ride out the hard orgasm, you whine and shriek into the night air, blood rushing to your head as you let loose all over him and your inner thighs. He grunts behind you, fucking you harder as he begins to sloppily paint your walls. Leaving you both breathless as he slowly retreats him the heat of your body, he gives you ass one last slap.

“That’ll teach you to never disobey.” He chuckles darkly, landing a kiss on your shoulder blade.

“Quite the contrary, I want to disobey if this is the punishment I get.”

[digital-roots]

💛💛💛 dating reginald headcanons 💛💛💛

(reginald tetra x reader)

He leaves you for Mary

[arcadekitten]

Sorry if was already asked but what is your favorite ship besides mary x Reginald?

I think I've drawn them the second most often in terms of shipping content soooo !

[schmem14]

I've been told I must also link my Rare Pair Fest IV stories! Here are the two fics I wrote if you want to take a gander. I love them, but I'm biased so take that with a grain of salt ;)

14. Forever in Your Debt by Schmem_14 (4k) Ron Weasley x Mary Cattermole, Reginald Cattermole x Mary Cattermole Ron has been trying to make amends with the Cattermoles for years with no response. Mary finally decides to write back because it turns out she does want something from Ron after all. Mind the tags because this skirts the line of infidelity and involves no small amount of dubious consent ;) Rating: E

15. Fucking Perfect, Actually by Schmem_14 (9k) Ron Weasley x Cormac McLaggen That time Ron Weasley took forever to realize he was secretly in love with his meathead hockey rival, Cormac McLaggen. Ice Hockey AU, Muggle AU. Hot, with lots of pining and sneaking glances in the locker room. Rating: E

Hello friends! Recently, I participated in the fourth HP Rare Pair fest, and with 81 unique and beautiful entries it was a veritable FEAST for the eyes and heart and soul. (Check out the whole collection here)

I wanted to take a moment to post highlights of the fics that just really brought me to my knees in hopes that you’ll fangirl/boy/person over them with me!

1. Evergreen by @thecouchsofa (23k)- Harry Potter x George Weasley What would happen if Harry asked George to go to the Yule Ball with him instead of Parvati? This GOF Yule Ball AU is sure to slay you with sheer adorableness. I couldn’t stop smiling and squealing through the whole thing. This rare pair is one of my favorites, and this fic went above and beyond, plus it’s the perfect holiday read! Rating: T

2. Lonely Creatures by @apricitydays-lazynights (5k)- Severus Snape x Giant Squid The prompt to put these two together could easily have been pure hentai crack nonsense (which is a brilliant option) but this story did things to me that I can’t even put into words. It’s tender, melancholy, and cuts to the heart of Severus Snape’s isolation and longing to be seen and loved. The details of this are so richly woven, and I particularly enjoyed the authors’ focus on Mermlish/Merfolk. Standing ovation to this fic! Rating: E

3. Slice of Night by SquibNation10 (9k)- Aurora Sinistra x Severus Snape This was the fic that took me the most by surprise. I love the creativity in taking a character who gets very few canon details and making them real and beautiful and believable. Auror Sinistra is divine in this, and I’ll give some honorable mentions to both Argus Filch and Rolanda Hooch as excellent supporting characters that also don’t typcially get a lot of spotlight. What a gorgeous slice of life fic! Rating: T

3. Quick Quotes and Quibbles by RainstormRadish (3k)- Luna Lovegood x Rita Skeeter Rita and Luna have to work together to cover the wedding of Neville Longbottom and Pansy Parkinson. There’s just something about a story told in unconventional medium that will always ALWAYS pull me in! This unlikely pairing comes together in the sweetest way, their strong personalities balancing each other out until they become a formidable team.  I particularly loved the graphics and paper trail memos/epistolary style storytelling. Rating: T

4. Your seat, it’s the best seat by @the-houseryn (17k)- Ron Weasley x Draco Malfoy MOVE OVER only one bed, there’s a new trope in town and it’s the ONLY ONE SEAT trope!! This was sexy, flirtatous, and hot AF. I’m always down for a Dron fic, but this one is one of the best I’ve read in a while, with some delicious pining and a predictably oblivious Ron. Do yourself a favor and indulge in the lap-sitting fic of the year! Rating: E

5. Vivaldi and Hot Chocolate by @patriceavril (6k)- Percy Weasley x Stan Shunpike What was Percy up to in OTP/HBP? What a lonely life that must have been! This fic was soft and sweet, giving some much-needed love to a character that we all wrote off in canon for being a stuck-up prick. I love how Percy seeks out the warmth and comfort of the Knight Bus, coming back for more because of the kind-hearted and bubbly Stan Shunpike, who always insists on giving Percy free hot chocolate. I never expected to be so enamoured by this pairing, but I am! Rating: T

6. The monster you feed by @ghostfelicis188 (11k)- Regulus Black x Remus Lupin This canon-compliant fic tore me to shreds. TO SHREDS. Like, I am such a simp for tragic Remus romances, and this took the cake. Features: pining artist Remus, and shit-eating cruel Regulus who toys with Remus the whole damn fic. If you like hurt no comfort, this is the fic for you. *Chefs Kiss* Rating: M

7. Gilded Web by @emilyrickman AlihotsyTotsy (8k)- George Weasley x Blaise Zabini I cannot believe that this understated fic packed such a punch in 8,000 words. George agrees to an undercover operation to investigate the mysterious deaths of Mrs. Zabini’s deceased husbands. He is so pure in this, his characterization charming and believable, I just need more of this George! Bonus points for references to “the Sting” Rating: M

8. Sleeping with Ghosts by @ghaniblue (21k)- Harry Potter x Regulus Black x Draco Malfoy My initial thoughts when encountering this relationship tag was something akin to a bewildered head scratch but OMG the best thing about this fest is having expectations completely upended! This fic slayed hard with a slow burn, found family, semi-sentient house renovation angle that had me completely melted by the end. Rating: M

9. The Last Trial of Peter Petegrew by @sleepstxtic (20 k)- Peter Petegrew x James Potter If possible, I’d like to ram this fic down the throats of all my mutuals with a plea to PLEASE READ THIS FIC. I can’t begin to describe in a tiny paragraph what this did to me. Often Peter Petegrew is relegated to the traitor bus in fandom (understandable) but this took every mean and traitorous part of his character and made me almost like him despite his treachery! The format of this was also a delight to read, and I love that Hermione presents the case for Peter Petegrew in this meta purgatory-style courtroom drama. Rating: M

10. Anatomy of a memory by @venom0usbarbie (9k)- Ginny Weasley x Tom Riddle This story was pure poetry wrapped in a sinister diary-shaped package. I love the self-fulfilling prophecy nature of this time loop style storyline, as well as the toxic obsession and manipulation played out between Ginny and Tom. What a mindfuck ending that was, too! Kudos to the “Tom Riddle is his own Warning” tag. Rating: M

11. Sweet Boy by @maraudersaffair (6k)- Narcissa Black Malfoy x Harry Potter A not-quite-fake dating fic with lots of smut, thirst, and mommy/praise kink? Yes, please! I was literally panting by the end of this, Harry and Narcissa are so hot together! Rating: E

12. Growing Suspicion by nocturn (1.8k)- Neville Longbottom x Marcus Flint Someone keeps mutilating Neville’s plants, and he’s going to get to the bottom of it OR that time Marcus expresses feelings but doesn’t understand proper plant care. This fic was A-DOR-ABLE. Love me a good Hogwarts professors/staff fic, and this was just a bite-sized delight to read. Rating: G

13. For Your Burning Gaze by SquibNation10 (22k)- Neville Longbottom x Pansy Parkinson The fic that I most want to see a sequel for award goes to… this Twilight Zone post-war marriage law fic complete with creepy house elves and a very troubled Pansy, who seems to be the only one realizing that something is not quite right! This is one of the best Panville fics I’ve read, I was on the edge of my seat the entire time. Rating: E

Thanks to @hprarepairfest for putting on another amazing fest!

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New Bracket Announcement!

This one is kind of huge compared to what I usually do, and it’s probably going to be a bit before there’s another one this big.

As such, I’ve divided it into four Blocks, which will each run separately before the winners of each block participate in the semifinals.

The theme this time is

Ambiguously Dead Friends

Since there are so many this time, the lineup will be below the cut, but I encourage you to see if anyone you know is there! Please reblog to spread the news and to remind yourself to come vote!

Round One of Block A starts this Monday.

Dead Best Friend Bracket

Block A

KK (Ghostwire Tokyo) vs Alma Karma (D.Gray Man)

Makise Kurisu (Steins;Gate) vs Kokonose Haruka (Kagerou Project)

Kofune Ushio (Summertime Rendering) vs Yami Yugi (Yu-Gi-Oh!)

Bruno Bucciarati (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind) vs Iris Sagan (AI: The Somnium Files)

Marnie (When Marnie was There) vs Cassim (Magi)

The Snatcher (A Hat in Time) vs Professor Turo (Pokémon: Violet)

Asriel Dreemurr (Undertale) vs Sakurane Shoka (NEO: The World Ends with You)

Hayakawa Aki (Chainsaw Man) vs Fubuki Atsuya (Inazuma Eleven: Blizzard)

Block B

Audric (Dragalia Lost) vs Komikado Harumichi (Ohayou, Ibarahime)

Mondo Owada (Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc) vs Brook (One Piece)

Kite (Hunter x Hunter) vs Yukine (Noragami)

Naruse Kakeru (Orange) vs Polterpup (Luigi’s Mansion)

Alear (Fire Emblem: Engage) vs Lief (Bug Fables)

Hoshino Ruby (Oshi no Ko) vs Lyman Banner (Yu-Gi-Oh! GX)

Shizu (That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime) vs Zera (Fairy Tail)

Acht (Splatoon 3) vs Honma Meiko (Anohana)

Block C

Gugu (To Your Eternity) vs Falin Touden (Dungeon Meshi)

Mia Fey (Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney) vs Natsuki Subaru (Re: Zero)

Tikal (Sonic Adventure) vs Hinazuki Kayo (Boku Dake ga Inai Machi)

Mari (OMORI) vs Sunny (Pokémon)

Sabito (Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba) vs Indou Hikaru (The Summer Hikaru Died)

Excellen Browning (Super Robot Wars) vs Dimple (Mob Psycho 100)

Daruk (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild) vs Maria (Silent Hill 2)

Claire Foley (Professor Layton and the Unwound Future) vs Ethan Winters (Resident Evil)

Block D

Lemiel Silvamillion Clover (Black Clover) vs Hanako-kun (Toilet-bound Hanako-kun)

Pandoria (Xenoblade Chronicles 2) vs Brown (Rule of Rose)

Queen Sectonia (Kirby: Triple Deluxe) vs Joe Tazuna (Your Turn to Die)

Reginald Kastle (Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal) vs Missile (Ghost Trick)

Shuu (Inazuma Eleven: GO) vs Yokomizo (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Sothis (Fire Emblem: Three Houses) vs Vanilla (World’s End Club)

Shirakumo Oboro (My Hero Academia) vs Auron (Final Fantasy X)

Dhurke Sahdmadhi (Ace Attorney: Spirit of Justice) vs Sayori (Doki Doki Literature Club)