#Merlin x Ophelia

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Witches And Wizards - 29

(Warnings: A little bit of fluffy angst if you squint but otherwise this is a fluffy chapter:3)

Note: I once read parts of a fic where the reader has magic and goes back in time, meeting Merlin. I sadly can’t find it anymore. Also Fred didn’t die in this.

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Merlin had come to adore the sound of her gramophone playing music, the sound just before the needle hit the new record that was placed on the gramophone, the screeching sound just as the needle hit the record. He hadn’t felt complete in centuries, yet now he did. Ophelia’s head was laying in his lap as they were on the sofa, Merlin sitting with Ophelia laying down, her left leg lifted a little by a few pillows, sweat covering her body as her eyes were closed. One of his hands gently held hers which rested on her chest, his thumb gently drawing soothing patterns into her skin, the other hand in her hair, gently massaging her scalp in hope that it’d make her relax more, soothing some of the severe pain she felt. She’d taken some Sleeping Draught not too long ago, hoping to sleep through the worst of it, which usually worked. He admired her more than ever now, knowing that she’d felt the pain since lunch but she’d battled through it, all the while teaching Herbology to the new first years who, as she said, ‘didn’t know their Niffler’s Fancy from their Chinese Chomping Cabbage’. He’d looked through every single book he had, hoping to find something, anything, that could possibly help with her leg. He hadn’t seen it, not yet, he knew that she loathed how it looked, he’d seen faint outlines of bumps through her pants but he hadn’t pointed it out, he knows she’d wear thick skirts if she knew that sometimes you could see the crooked outline of her knee through the pants when she turned or moved in a certain way.

He kept an eye on her breathing, not because he was worried that she’d stop breathing or anything like it, he just liked to watch her chest rise and fall evenly, proving to him that she was alive and well, she was real, he wasn’t dreaming, she was alive and in his arms, laying with her head on his lap, her blonde-white hair splayed out around her in his lap. It still felt surreal at times, it had been 4 months since she remembered him, remembered him as the one she lost, the one whose eyes were the only thing she could remember. He was more than grateful for a second chance, she said that she forgave him for whatever he thought he’d done wrong that day in the crystal cave but as she laid here now, in his lap, he felt as though forgiveness was an impossible thing. How could she forgive him? What he did, or rather, what he didn’t do, crippled her for life, she’s in so much pain that she has to practically knock herself out to endure it, all because he wasn’t quick enough, wasn’t smart enough, wasn’t strong enough… she’d used an Unforgivable Curse, and she’d used it for him. She’d broken the law, for him. And he couldn’t even save her. Half of her memories were gone, the other half was scrambled to bits, torn to shreds. How could she forgive him for that? And yet she had, she didn’t believe there was anything to forgive in the first place, she’d told him so, but she’d said that she forgave him all the same, for his sake. It only made him more ashamed, but, as she’d told him, she hoped he’d recognise forgiveness, redemption, when he saw it, even though she already saw it for him, she knew he had to find it himself, and he was on the way, her standing by him, loving him, treasuring him, helped him greatly.

He was pulled from his thoughts as he felt her begin to stir a little in his lap, a frown forming on her brows and he knew how difficult it was for her to wake up after taking the Sleeping Draught to get through her pain, her body still recovering from the pain she’d been in. “Merlin…?” her voice was quiet, a whisper, her hand squeezing his and he smiled a little “I’m here” he stated softly, squeezing her hand in return, her eyes finally fluttering open, looking up at him through tired eyes, yet she smiled a little. “Is the pain gone?” he asked softly and she closed her eyes, nodding a little. For the past 3 months he’d spent more time in the Room than his own room in the faculty wing. It wasn’t like he’d moved in, but it was obvious that she enjoyed his presence in the Room with her. He only left to sleep in his own bed most nights, though some nights he stayed with her, nights like these where her pain had almost crippled her, especially when she’d worked through it, teaching students, walking about the greenhouse with them, staying active and moving. She moved to sit up and he helped her, her head resting on his shoulder and her eyes closed again as she nuzzled a little into the crook of his neck “thank you” she whispered, kissing the skin she could reach and Merlin tried not to shiver and give in to the warmth flooding him at the simple gesture and the feel of it. He turned his head and kissed the top of her head before getting up “I’ll run you a bath” he promised, kissing the top of her head before leaving for the bathroom, the door next to the fireplace, just before the stairs, and she smiled softly. She liked this. The domesticity of it all. The safety she felt, the care. He took care of her when she needed it the most and unlike at the beginning, when she wanted to be alone when she was in pain, she didn’t push him away. Madam Pomfrey still came by on those days, helping her with the pain but Merlin was always there first, somehow always having a gut feeling.

He returned soon, giving her her cane and helping her to stand, helping her to the bathroom. “I’ll put out the fire” he stated and she nodded, lingering in the doorway, studying him as he went to do as he said, his hand pointed at the flames, palm open and his eyes glowed that wonderful colour that she adored and the flames went out. “Stay with me” she spoke quietly, but he heard her, a sweet smile on his lips “of course-”

“No, I mean-... stay with me” she spoke again, this time a little louder, a little firmer, and he straightened up a little. She was about to ask him to forget all about it when he nodded “I will. Always. I’ll come back before you know it” he promised and she tried not to grin too much, nodding to herself before closing the door to the bathroom and he just knew that she was grinning from ear to ear.

Once she had freshened up, she moved to the eagle at the bottom of the stairs, limping over and touching it, letting it transport her upstairs. She went into her room, changing into her nightwear, which was loose, grey sweatpants with elastic band to keep them comfortably on her hips, a loose shirt, soft and with long sleeves, pearly white with thin navel blue lines horizontally across the white shirt. It didn’t take long before there was a knock on the door, the person stepping inside and she smiled at who it was, her hands fiddling with her hair, making it into a lazy braid for the night as he approached. He got into the bed, under the covers with her and the second she tied off the braid, she laid down, her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes, the lights turning off by themselves, leaving the canopy bed under the large glass roof with plants overgrowing, hanging down in vines that barely touched the curtains resting over the canopy bed like a roof. It wasn’t long until he felt himself drift off to sleep, Ophelia in his arms, where he knew she felt safest.

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Ophelia was standing over a pot with a replanted mandrake in it, heavy earmuffs over her ears, dragonhide gloves covering her hands as she pressed fresh dirt into the pot around the mandrake. She flinched when someone touched her shoulder, whipping around, eyes wide until she saw who it was, then a large grin formed on her lips and she absolutely beamed at his presence “I have to finish this mandrake!” she shouted, Merlin wincing at the loud tone being shouted at him, but she didn’t seem to notice, she simply turned back around, packing the pot with dirt and soil before giving her wand a wave, a small rain cloud forming over the pot, watering the mandrake before the pot flew off the table and over to the others. She pulled off the earmuffs and dragonhide gloves, smiling brightly at Merlin. “I was wondering if you’d mind that I tried something? I-I’ve gone through every book that Gaius gave me and that I’ve gotten since and I know you said you’ve made your peace with your leg but I want to see if I could possibly help and I think-”

“Yes” she stated with a shrug, cutting Merlin off who frowned at her “yes?... I mean, yes! You trust me with that?”

“With my life, Merlin” she stated softly, reaching up and cupping his cheek in her hand “so long as you realise that you’re doing this for you as well… I know you feel guilty and I can’t change that for you” she stated softly, Merlin hesitating before nodding, making her smile “good. Now, what do you want to try?” she asked with a smile and Merlin smiled right back at her. “O-Okay… I-I don’t know if this will work-”

“In the worst case scenario you could remove my bones and I’d have to drink Skele-gro for the rest of the night, but at least then, hopefully, my bones will return to normal” she teased, Merlin’s cheeks turning red under his stubble and he nodded. “A-Alright… is there somewhere you can-” he cut himself off as she waved her wand and a chair slid over which she then sat down on, Merlin grinning at the sight before nodding to himself, kneeling down. “Can-... c-can I see it?” he asked nervously and it was the first time she had tensed up the way she did, her smile gone and a look of fear in her eyes. “Y-You don’t have to-”

“No, no it’s okay… just-... it’s not-... pretty” she admitted sheepishly, a look of shame on her face and Merlin sighed, reaching over and cupping her cheek “I don’t believe that for a second…” he admitted and she smiled, leaning into his touch with a few tears in her eyes before nodding to herself, pushing herself to stand up to pull off her pants when Merlin’s eyes widened, making Ophelia halt “what? I can’t pull up the pant leg, they-... can’t really go over past my calves” she admitted and Merlin nodded, cheeks beet red and he cleared his throat, turning his head away and Ophelia frowned “we-... we never…?”

“N-No! N-N-No, w-we didn’t marry” he admitted and she couldn’t help but smile a little “you don’t have to be married to do it” she muttered with amusement and Merlin gave her a shy smile “I-I know, just-... t-things were, uhm… different…” he muttered and she nodded with a chuckle “so I take it I’m still a virgin” she muttered to herself and now Merlin truly looked like he could explode at any moment, his face red, a hand resting over his mouth in subtle shock and he tried to ignore the feeling of warmth that shot through him, going in the completely wrong direction, in his opinion. Ophelia studied his reaction before lifting her wand above her head, light glitter trailing down her body, changing her clothes to a long, navy blue gown that reached just above her feet so she wouldn’t trip on it by accident, her flat shoes with laces remained the same, though. She sat back down and pulled up in the dress skirt, showing Merlin that not only did she now have thigh-high stockings on, but some sort of long shorts underneath. “Y-You didn’t have to-”

“You were uncomfortable, of course I did” she rationalised without a second thought, letting out a shaky breath before moving her hands to the stocking that covered her knee. He could already see the shape of it, it bulged out a little at the sides, no wonder she felt pain in that leg, it was like her knee cap was flattened and almost split in two, stretching out to the sides instead of on top. She rolled the stocking down just enough to reveal her knee, her hands still shaking and Merlin gently took her hands into his own, leaning down and kissing both of them in an attempt to put her at ease. She gave him a weak but genuine smile and gave a soft nod, Merlin nodding in return before turning his attention back to her knee. “I-I don’t know-”

“It’s alright, Merlin. No matter what the outcome is, it’s alright” Ophelia stated softly and Merlin nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat as his heart raced. This had better work.

He closed his eyes as his hands gently wrapped around her knee, covering it as his lips moved, whispered words under his breath were barely audible to her and she couldn’t understand a single word he said. He opened his eyes and looked at his hands that were wrapped around her knee, his eyes a golden, swirling colour that filled her with warmth when she saw them and she smiled. She watched with heavy breaths, anxiously waiting, waiting, feeling the warmth of his hands until suddenly there was a loud crack. Ophelia screamed in pain and leaned forward, panting heavily against Merlin’s shoulder as he caught her, his hands off of her knee to hold her “I’m sorry- I shouldn’t have- I’m so sorry!! I-”

“Shut up” she muttered shakily, lifting herself off his shoulder and she was smiling ever so slightly, putting him a little more at ease. She looked down at her leg, her skirt covering it from when she leaned forward and Merlin let go of her knee. Her hands were shaking as she hesitantly pulled up the skirt to reveal her knee.

It was even. No bulging sides. No crooked, uneven, misshapen bone that should be straight and even, her kneecap was smooth, round… normal… Tears streamed down her face as she just stared at it, eyes wide with shock. Her hand hesitantly reached for it, fingers gracing over the kneecap, expecting to feel the bumps and unevenness that she had come to know. But it was smooth. Even. Round…

Normal.

“Merlin’s beard..” she muttered quietly in shock, Merlin trying not to smile “you’ve got to stop saying that…” he muttered to himself and she looked at him, her free hand covering her mouth, her eyes still wide while her other hand rested over her left knee, her new knee. A brand new knee. Merlin was horrified, he couldn’t quite read the look on her face, mostly because half of it was covered by her hand covering her mouth and tears running down her cheeks, making her eyes blurry and unclear to him. “I-... A-Are you-... o-okay?... O-Or…?”

“‘Okay’?! Merlin, I have a new leg!” she exclaimed with tears running down her cheeks, over her lips and down her chin, snot running down her lips, face flushed, eyes red and puffy and Merlin smiled at her breathlessly. She was beautiful. So many centuries had passed and she was still so beautiful. He had written that damn message on the cave wall in the crystal cave, hoping she’d see it when she came back, if she came back… when she came back. “A-And the pain??...”

“Sod the pain! I have a new leg!!” she exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear and it seemed that she couldn’t get enough of feeling around her new knee and shin, feeling for any bumps that had been there previously but no, it was completely and utterly perfectly even. It was normal, it was boring, and it was wonderful.

“I have a new leg!” she exclaimed again, giggling with excitement like a little girl and Merlin couldn’t help but watch her with a soft smile, the way she smiled and grinned as she felt around her knee and leg, it was worth everything. She still had pain but that could be managed, he was sure of it, perhaps he could even do something similar in the future, perhaps he could remove her pain, fixing it like how he fixed her leg. But for now the tears of joy in her eyes were worth it. It was worth all of it. It was worth the centuries of loneliness. Centuries of self-hatred, blaming himself, thinking the worst, all of it had been worth it if it meant it led up to this moment.

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WIP

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[raven-dor]

right where you left me pt.3

in which james sirius potter finally gets the girl back

PAIRING: james sirius potter x reader

WARNINGS: GIVEN LAST NAME, making out, ANGST, james is freaking out, self-esteem issues, more making out, light arguing, fluffy ending

AN: this is directly pulled from my wattpad book, which has an oc, so don't be alarmed if when you read it on wattpad it says 'lydia' THAT'S JUST THE OC DON'T WORRY YOU FOUND THE RIGHT BOOK<3 ALSO - i had two people ask for more james sirius, so here it is, enjoy!!

wattpad: raven-dor

WORD COUNT: 4.9k

The past two weeks had been a blur. You couldn't tell anyone anything about them if they had asked, including your latest test in DADA, or how you’d managed to stay sustained. 

You did have a sneaking feeling that Ophelia was filling your plate up for you.

Whenever something devastating happened, your automatic response was to go silent, concluding that it was better to be in the shadows, not drawing attention to yourself any more than you had to. You knew, however, that even with your silence, James was still watching you, insistent on making sure you were alright. 

Except you weren’t alright, because the one good thing that had ever happened to you had been ruined.

It hurt to say his name, to even think about him, to know that this was all your fault because of your insecurity issues and that James inevitably was going to break up with you at some point, so you were honestly doing yourself a favor—there you went again. 

Around and around, that is all you did for weeks. Your friends, who were (unfortunately) used to this coping mechanism, were becoming increasingly concerned the longer you went on.

Fred, who rarely spoke to you, had taken to studying with you in the library. (Roxanne joked that not speaking was throwing the whole world off its axis, as her brother had never once in his life studied.) Teddy even sent you a letter saying that he missed your teasing nature at breakfast and hoped you would visit again. That had James written all over it. 

Today was just another day that Fred wound up studying with you. You appreciated that he didn't talk to you, and instead chose to follow in your footsteps. You also knew that it was a matter of time before he broke. 

"Edwards, I gotta say, I'm impressed at how long you've remained silent. I think it's a new world record." 

You glared at the Gryffindor, looking back down at your notes. Of course, now that you’d begun to appreciate his presence, he opened his mouth.

"No, I'm serious." 

You smiled sarcastically, and he frowned. 

"I'm going to say it because no one else will. You've got to say something. We're concerned." 

We was code for James. 

"And no, I'm not talking about James, although he is concerned. Extremely, might I add. I'm talking about Roxie, Ophelia, Pam, Al, Lily- everyone. You're starting to scare us."

You glanced up, tilting your head. "I've spoken. Just not around you lot." 

His eyes lit up, and he leaned in. "Merlin. I feel like a father witnessing his child's first words-" He shook his head. "I can't say that I understand, because I don't. But, refraining from talking altogether because you're going through a-" He sat back, thinking. "Breakup? I don't know if that's the right word, but you get what I mean." 

You nodded. 

"You don't have to be a chatterbox, but please, speak." 

You nodded once more. "Fine." 

He smiled. "Thanks, Edwards." He looked back down at his book. 

You smiled, clearing your throat. "We're friends, Fred; don't call me by my last name." 

He was now fully grinning. "Terrific." 

Your bed was possibly the last safe place you had in the school. Everywhere you went, you saw reminders of James. Honestly, how many cousins did the man have?

"Y/N? Please come with us. You haven't left your room in weeks." 

You groaned, shaking your head. 

Ophelia crossed her arms. "That wasn't so much a request as a demand. You need fresh air." 

You turned over, glaring at your “supposed” best friend, your stomach in knots at the mere thought of leaving your room. "Technically, all air is fresh because of the-" A pillow hit your face, and you gasped. "Ophelia!"

"Don't name off facts to distract from the real issue. Get dressed. We're leaving in twenty minutes." 

You slammed your face into your pillow. "I curse you, Ophelia Scamander." 

Trudging down the Hogwarts stairs, you forced yourself not to smile at your friend's expressions. Instead, you glared at them. 

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to grace us with their presence," Roxanne scoffed. "The ogre lives." 

Pamela smacked her friend's arm, widening her eyes. "Rox. Ease up a bit, will you?"

Ophelia laughed. "Relax, Pammy. Y/N’s fine." 

Pamela rolled her eyes, muttering something under her breath. You nodded, hooking your arms between Pam and Roxanne. "I'm fine, honestly. Tease me all you want." 

Ophelia laughed, hooking her arm through Roxannes. "You're going to regret saying that, Lyd." 

Unfortunately for you, Ophelia had been right. The fresh air rejuvenated your soul, and a smile lingered on your face. You hadn't been this happy for weeks, and giggling while your friends pointed out hideous clothes for you to wear (jokingly, of course) had lifted your spirits immensely. 

They stopped by the bookstore, but you hadn't found anything you hadn't already read. They'd quickly left, walking to their final destination, The Three Broomsticks.

You were three butterbeers deep, cackling at your friend's antics. Apparently, while you’d been moping, Albus and Jones had gotten into a public screaming match at breakfast. Smythe had had to drag Jones away, as she was basically seething by the end. 

Just as you and Ophelia had gotten up to get another round, James walked in, instantly finding your eyes. Ophelia grabbed your hand, squeezing it comfortingly. "Do you want to leave?"

"No, it's fine." You grabbed the tray from Madam Rosemerta, smiling gratefully. "I'll be fine." 

They sat down, passing out the drinks. Roxanne tilted her head. "You saw James then?" 

You nodded slowly. 

"Are we leaving?" 

You shook your head. "No need."  

Your friends looked highly confused. "Sorry?"

"We have the same friends; it was only a matter of time before I saw him again." 

Roxanne smiled. "That's nice, I suppose." James waved at his cousin, making his way over. "He's coming over."  

"Roxie, I really don't care." 

Pam grimaced. "That's good because he doesn't seem to either." 

Roxanne groaned. "Godric, that boy cannot take a hint." 

You almost laughed at how visibly uncomfortable Fred looked, trailing behind James. Roxanne stared at her twin, and you wondered if twins had telepathic mind powers. The brunette approached the table, his hands in his pockets. "Ladies." 

They all spout hellos.  

You nodded, taking a deep drink of your butterbeer. 

James smiled lightly. "Have any fun today?"

You couldn't bring yourself to look up from the table. 

Pam nodded. "We did, yeah. Went to the bookstore." 

James laughed, and you felt weak in the knees. "Coven Chronicles? All the classics there." You could feel his eyes burning into you, and your cheeks lit up at the thought. 

You took another deep sip of your drink, and James sighed, realizing you wouldn't look at him. "Well, it was nice seeing you." 

You looked up as soon as he turned his back, smiling sheepishly. "See? Not awkward at all." 

Pam snorted, covering her face with her hands. "Sorry- I just-" 

Ophelia shook her head in disappointment but also broke out into laughter. And then Roxanne cracked. "I'm sorry, Lyd. That was just-" 

You nodded. "Uncomfortable?" You snorted. "Rowena, I ruined everything!"

Roxanne held her stomach, bending over in laughter. "I'm never forgetting this!"

Missing out on two weeks of crucial information during one of your last years at Hogwarts made you realize you had to start paying attention in class. Catching up left no time to dwell on your horrible life, which was nice. You were so busy staying at the top of your class you’d almost forgotten how sad you were. 

But when it was late, and your roommates were asleep, you would stare at the ceiling and fantasize about your life. You would be married, a successful auror, maybe even Minister of Magic, and your loving husband-

Then you remembered you had a pop quiz in Potions the following day. 

It'd been a relatively nice day when you were on your way to the library, walking past two girls who seemed to not realize you were actively listening to their loud gossip. 

"Can you believe Angelica is dating Potter? And I thought he and Edwards were—" The other girl nudged her friend, pointing at you. They both widened their eyes and bowed heads, hurrying down the hall. It was unfortunate timing, you’d decided, and tried not to dwell on it. 

Until you wondered if Roxanna and Fred knew, and brought it up while they studied. 

"So Rox..." 

Your friend looked up, smiling. "Yeah?"

"Do you know any Hufflepuffs named Angelica?"

 She squinted, staring at her friend with a newfound interest. "Yes. Why?"

"Just curious." 

Roxanne laughed. "Promise?"

You nodded. "Promise." 

"This wouldn't have anything to do with the rumor that Angelica and James are dating, would it?"

Fred laughed, looking up from his paper. "Well, now you've done it. You've distracted me. What's this about James?"

She leaned over to her brother, whispering in his ear. His eyes lit up with mischief, and he looked at you curiously. You rolled your eyes, glaring at the twins. "Stop talking about me when I'm right here." 

Fred crossed his arms. "Wish it was you?"

The Ravenclaw choked on air, coughing nervously. "What are you on about?"

"Why the sudden interest in James's love life? Miss him following you around like a lovesick puppy dog?"

"No-" 

Roxanne crossed her arms as well. "I don't think we're the people to ask about this." 

"I'm just wondering-" 

Fred shook his head. "I may be your friend, but James is my cousin. And you've hurt him-" 

"You don't even know why we stopped dating Fred." You hadn't even realized it, but you were now on the verge of crying. 

Fred looked downright ghostly. "Did he-" 

"No! No. He was perfect." You groaned, putting your head in your hands. "I broke up with him. I'm not good enough for him. He's Harry Potter's son, for Merlin's sake, and I'm-" 

"Y/N Edwards." Roxanne interrupted. "The smartest in our year, probably at Hogwarts. You're a muggle-born, meaning you have to work twice as hard. You’re a prefect and probably on track to become Minister of Magic. Poor Aunt Hermione." She took her friend's hand in hers. "You're just as important as he is."

You scoffed. "While I appreciate the compliments, try telling that to his fan club." 

Fred rolled his eyes. "You mean to tell me you broke it off with James because of his fan club?"

"They may have been a contributing factor..." 

"You don't have to tell us what happened, but you have to know that James would never leave you for fans he doesn't even know." 

"It's not that. They-" You laughed. "This is ridiculous." 

Roxanne shook her head. "No, it's not." 

"After we'd started talking, I heard his fans say how they think he's dating someone and how they’re probably a slag and not good enough for him. They went on and on about how they hate them already and-" You scoffed, shaking your head. "It's stupid." 

"Did you tell James this?"

"No." You stared at Fred. "And I don't want him to know." 

"Y/N, come on. If he knew about this, he would tell them off in an instant-" 

"Exactly. He doesn't need to do that. I- He should be with someone strong enough to endure people gossiping about them." 

Roxanne sighed. "That wasn't gossiping; that was two people tearing someone they don't even know." 

"Anyhow, we broke it off- well, I broke it off because I can't handle being talked about like that every day, and he wanted to be public. It's not fair to him or me." 

Fred sat in silence while Roxanne tried to come up with solutions. "Maybe we could talk to McGonagall about them and see what she can do."

"I'm not getting two students expelled over gossiping. Hogwarts would be empty if that were the case. It's honestly fine; just let it go." 

"You love him," Fred said, staring at Y/N.

"Excuse me?"

"You love James." 

"What's your point, Fred?"

"You love him, and he loves you, so if you brought this up to him, would you not figure something out?"

"Yes, but-" 

"I know. You already brought this up to him. But you didn't tell him the full story, did you?"

"Technically speaking, no, but you're forgetting one small detail." 

"What's that?"

"He's dating someone else." 

"You need to sort this out, and then once you're back together, you owe all of your friends butterbeer."

Roxie nodded. "Especially us." 

"Right. Especially us." 

"James!" You yelled out, waving at him from across the very public hallway. Students looked in between the two, shrugging before going on with their day. James pointed to himself, and you nodded, walking up to him. "You're the only James here." 

He smiled. "True." 

"Can we talk?" 

"Lead the way." 

The astronomy tower was quiet, and classes were done for the day. You stood at the edge, gathering the courage to tell him the truth.

"Y/N?" Your breath caught, and you turned around, smiling lightly. "As much as I love this view, why exactly are we here?" 

You smiled, walking towards him. "I need to ask you something, and you can't laugh."  

He forced down a smile. "Alright." 

"This is stupid, really..." You huffed. "Are you dating Angelica Stewart?"

He smirked, tilting his head. "Who?"

"Hufflepuff in our year, same height as me, brown hair?" You crossed your arms, annoyed at his face and how calm it looked. "Well?" 

"No idea who that is, love." He walked closer, staring down at you in amusement. "Is this your little ploy to get me alone? I have to tell you, your plan did not need to be this elaborate-" 

"Please focus. You swear you don't know who that is?"

"I swear." 

"On quidditch?" 

He tucked your hair behind your ear, smiling. "On quidditch." 

You had a sneaking feeling that he was not thinking about quidditch. 

"James, I'm being serious." 

"I know." He leaned down, their lips inches apart. "It's very attractive, I must say."  

"Potter!" A smile cracked on your face.

He stood straight again, walking towards the edge. You watched as he looked out over the school. "Why are you asking?" 

"Call it curiosity." 

He shook his head. "Don't lie, love." 

You stood beside him, your hand inches away from his. "I could be slightly jealous." You smirked. "Happy?"

"Immensely." He looked over at you, his voice soft. "Why are you jealous?" 

"You said that I was your standard, that you loved me, and- and then you went and dated someone else. Like I was nothing. It hurt." 

"Y/N..." He was now fully facing you. "You had to have known that it wasn't true. That I wasn't dating her." 

"You're James Potter. I'm pretty sure everyone in this school is in love with you." 

He scoffed. "Everyone except the one person that I’m in love with."

"James..." 

He smiled, leaning down. "Yes?" 

"I'm scared." 

He sighed, looking back out over the railing. "Why?"

"You know why. My own sister hates me. If she doesn't even love me, then what does that say?"

"It says that she's a horrible person, and if I ever have the displeasure of meeting her, she’ll change her mind." 

"James!" You laughed, smacking his arm. 

"I'm serious." He laughed, staring at you. "That can't be the only reason stopping you."  

"How do you know?" 

"Because I know when you're lying." He tilted his head. "What aren't you telling me?" 

"You're only going to be upset." 

"In case you haven't noticed, I'm already upset." He took your hand in his, rubbing the back with his thumb. "You can tell me." 

You sighed. "You said you'd protect me from the talk." 

He nodded. "I did." 

"Well..." You smiled sheepishly. "You didn't exactly." 

He looked angry. "What?"  

You laughed. "It was nothing, really-" 

He shook his head. "If it made you feel like you weren't good enough for me, it wasn't nothing." He scoffed. "Which, by the way, is insanity. If anything, I'm not good enough for you." 

"James-" 

"No. We're not starting this again." He took both of your hands in his, a look of desperation on his face. "Please. Just tell me what happened." 

"James... I don't want to open a healed wound." 

"Stop doing that. Merlin, you don't even know how much I love you." Your cheeks were red, but you still looked at him. "Stop running away! I love you. I'll say it until I can't physically form the words: I love you. And I know that you love me, so tell me, and let's figure this out."

"I'm not running away," you whispered, wiping the tears from your eyes. "I'm not strong enough, and I'd only become a hassle."

"Funny. You have this really interesting trick where when you open your mouth, your sister's voice comes out."

"James, I'm being serious."

"So am I." He looked helpless, squeezing your hands. "Tell me what happened."

"I-" You realized right then why you were not sorted into Gryffindor. This was scarier than anything you’d ever experienced. You looked down at your hands, rambling. 

"The morning before we broke up, I heard two girls gossiping at the top of their lungs. Some rumor about you that was going about who you were seeing." You blushed. "And I listened in. They said that they’re probably a slag and not good enough for you and that they hate them already.' It was petty."  

You looked up, your eyebrows furrowing. "James?"

"Who was it?"

You rolled your eyes. "I don’t see how that’s relevant." 

He glared. "Y/N, you are going to tell me who they are, and I am going to-" 

"Give them a serious talking to?" You scoffed. "It's not worth it." 

"They're quite literally the reason that I lost you. It is completely worth it."  

"Jamie..." You pulled your hands out of his hold, putting them on his cheeks. "You are such a protector; it's your most admirable trait..." His cheeks turned red. "But sometimes it's braver to do nothing." 

He shook his head. "Not when it hurt you." 

"James, I'm telling you, I don't want you to do anything." You leaned forward, kissing his cheek. "You being here with me is enough." 

His arms wrapped around your waist, and you gasped, looking down accusingly. "James Potter, what are you-" 

"I want to kiss you." His eyes looked dark, the brown, golden color of his irises barely visible. "I want to kiss you until my lungs give out." 

"James!" You giggled. "We can't."

"And why not?" He didn't find this amusing in the slightest. 

"For one, we're in public." 

He groaned, leaning his head back. You tried not to jump up right then and kiss the living daylights out of him. "When are you going to let me kiss you again?" 

You tapped her chin, thinking. "How about tomorrow?"

He held his head upright, nodding. "I can do that." 

You pulled yourself out of his arms, knowing that if you stayed any longer, you’d give into his charms. "I'll see you tomorrow."  

He grinned. "Tomorrow." 

Sleep hadn't come easy to you that night, but when you did finally close your eyes, you were caught in a deep deep slumber. Ophelia laughed at your rather uncomfortable-looking position. Your legs were off the sides, mouth wide open, snoring extremely loudly. 

Ophelia sighed, clearing her throat. You groaned, rubbing your eyes. 

"What time is it?" 

Ophelia laughed. "Breakfast." 

Your eyes shot wide open. "I'll be right down." 

Ophelia squinted her eyes, thrown off by her friend's enthusiasm. "Alright then. I'll see you in a bit." 

You jumped out of bed, putting on the cutest outfit you could conjure. Fixing your hair haphazardly, you flew down the steps, waving at onlookers. The doors of the Great Hall burst open, and you walked in, James's eyes meeting yours instantly. You practically ran past your table, straight towards his arms. 

He stood up, a boyish grin on his face.

You threw your arms around his neck, kissing him soundly. James let out an audible squeak before grabbing your waist quickly, his heart skipping a beat. The hall fell into whispers and gasps, all staring at the couple. They broke apart, resting their foreheads against each other. 

"I love you too, James." 

He laughed at your face, which looked positively crazed. "You actually meant tomorrow." 

You nodded. "I'm done being scared." You kissed the side of his mouth. "I mean it." 

He spun you around, kissing you once more. "Thank Godric." 

"Are you two done?" They looked over, laughing at Fred's expression. "You've positively ruined my appetite." 

You stuck your tongue out at the Weasley. "This was all your doing, Fred." 

James looked surprised. "Thanks, mate." 

Fred laughed. "I regret it now." 

Roxanne rolled her eyes. "Shut it." She smiled at the couple. "Congrats, really. It's about time. I was tired of all the moping." 

You glared at your friend. "Thanks for that." Looking back at James, you sighed. "I have to go-" 

He shook his head. "You're sitting here." 

"James..." 

"I'm putting my foot down, Edwards."

"Well," You laughed. "If you insist." 

Fred glanced in between the two. "Don't forget Y/N. You still owe us all butterbeer."

"You were being serious?" 

"No." He shook his head. "I was being Fred." 

Roxanne groaned, shaking her head. "Horrible joke, Freddie." 

James shrugged. "I was planning on going to Hogsmeade anyway." He looked over at Ophelia and Pamela, who were obviously trying to listen to their conversation. "Oi!" He yelled at the two. "Hogsmeade?" 

They nodded eagerly. 

The bookstore was never busy, but today, with their friends in tow, the owner looked like she would combust. You had almost felt bad; there probably hadn't been more than two students in here at a time. James held your hand, dragging you down the aisles. "What do you want?" 

"James, really, I've already read most of these books." 

He rolled his eyes. "Of course you have." He kept walking. "Any other books that your sister is holding hostage?" 

"The Great Gatsby." You perked up. "Although, I don't think it'd be in here. F Scott Fitzgerald wasn't a squib or a wizard." 

James hadn't been listening, walking up to the shop owner with determination on his face. "Excuse me, miss. The love of my life would like to find The Great Gazby-" 

You interjected. "The Great Gatsby." 

He nodded. "That one. Any chance you have it in stock?" 

The older witch looked positively fed up with James already. "Let me look in the back." 

"Perfect." He smiled. "Thank you." 

You laughed. "She's never letting you back in here." 

"Why not?" He looked clueless. "She loves me." 

"Oh, James." You put a hand on his cheek, laughing. "Clueless, clueless James." 

He kissed your hand, scoffing. "You have absolutely no faith in me." 

"Not true. I have so much faith in you. It's just-" The witch walked back through the door, and you whispered. "I'm typically right in these scenarios." 

The older woman huffed. "I have one copy."

James grinned, looking down at you with a look that screamed, 'I told you so.' "We'll take it." 

"Very well." She walked over to the register. "That'll be one galleon." 

James handed over the money, taking the book. "Thank you very much." 

She nodded, obviously wanting to be rid of him. "Have a good day." 

You pulled him out of the shop before the witch combusted. 

Fred hooked his arm around James's shoulders, obviously drunk. "Jamie, Jamie. You got a good one." 

He laughed at his cousin. "Thank you, Freddie." 

"I mean it." 

"I know Freddie." 

You giggled at the two, leaning your head on Roxanne's shoulder. "They're hilarious." 

"Don't let them hear that." Roxanne scoffed. "They already think they're Merlin's gift to this earth." 

You turned around, taking a quick look at Ophelia and Pam, who were trailing behind the entire group. "Any idea what's going on there?" 

Roxanne shrugged. "Not entirely, but something definitely happened this summer." 

You nodded. "No doubt about it." 

In your opinion, the light dusting of snow on the ground was the perfect amount. It wasn't enough to soak through your shoes and make your feet cold, but it was enough to make it feel like winter. It crunched when you walked, and most importantly, it was peaceful. 

"Love!" You looked up, smiling at James. 

"Yes, my darling?" 

Roxanne groaned. 

James left his cousin, and Roxanne walked up to her brother. He hooked an arm around your waist, halting your steps. "I love you." 

You grinned, nuzzling your face into his chest for warmth. "You're making me blush." 

"Well, we can't have that, can we?" He laughed. "People will think you like me." 

"Let them think what they want." You looked up. "I do like you." 

He nodded, blush forming on his cheeks as well. "I know, love." 

"I like you so much that I'm going to give you a headstart." 

He tilted his head. "For?"

"Snowball fight, Potter." You grinned. "You and me. No magic." 

"You're going to lose." He smirked, kissing the tip of your nose. "You sure?" 

"Oh, I'm sure." You laughed. "You're going down, Potter." 

You broke away from his hold, giggling. "No mercy." Kneeling, you formed a snowball as quickly as you could before throwing it at James's face. He gasped, the snow melting from the warmth of his skin.

"You're going to regret that love."

You ran forward, using Pamela as a shield. "What are you doing Y/N-" A snowball collided with the back of her head, and she laughed. "Oh, it's on Potter!" 

James winced. "That wasn't meant for you!" 

"Too late!" Pamela was already forming a snowball. Fred ran to his cousin's side. 

"Don't worry, Jamie, I'll help you." He glared playfully at Y/N. "Someone obviously doesn't love you enough to protect you." 

You laughed, throwing a snowball at the Gryffindor. "Don't put words in my mouth, Fred Weasley!" 

Ophelia giggled. "I think I'll sit this out." 

Roxanne handed a snowball to you. "Let's do this." 

James groaned. "That's not fair. Roxie's a great shot." 

Fred gasped, looking over at his cousin like he'd been betrayed. "Jamie?" 

"You know what I meant, Freddie." 

Fred shook his head. "I don't think I do." He began to walk over to the girls, and James yelled. "Fred, come on!" 

You laughed, crossing your arms. "Looks like you're on the losing side, Potter. Want to give up?" 

He shook his head. "Never." 

Your breath could be seen thanks to the cold. Shivering, you glared at your boyfriend. "Fantastic idea James. Now I'm freezing." 

He rolled his eyes. "Oh, so now that you're cold, it's my idea?" You nodded, and he laughed. "Fine. You do know we have spells that fix that?" 

You nodded once more. "I know."

He put his arm around your shoulders, and you sighed, instantly warming. "How clever." 

"Thank you." You smirked. They clambered into the castle, sighing in relief from the warmth. You two, however, walked further down the hall, away from your friends. 

"Oi!" They turned around, and Fred crossed his arms. "Where are you both going?" 

You raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't you like to know." 

He rolled his eyes. "Obviously, that's why I'm asking." 

"I'll be up in a bit, Fred." James waved his cousin off. "You'll be fine." Taking James's hand in yours, you practically pulled him towards the kitchens. 

"How do you know how to get in here?" 

You smiled. "I figured it out myself, thank you very much." Reaching your hand out, you lightly tickled the pear on the painting. The wall folded in on itself, and they walked through. "I always come down here when I-" You stopped. "Jones?"

A figure sat in the chair and froze. A blonde girl stood up, wiping tears from her cheeks. "Edwards, happy holidays." 

James tilted his head. "How do you two know each other?" 

"Edmund Nott introduced us." You stepped forward, concern etched on your face. "Are you alright, Juliet?" 

The Slytherin nodded. "I'm fine." 

You crossed your arms. "Just crying for fun, I suppose?" 

'Jones' nodded. "I'll leave. Sorry for the intrusion." 

"Jones..." 

The younger girl walked quickly past James and out of the kitchen. He looked back at you, the same worried look on your face as before. "What year is she?" 

"Same as Albus." 

"Ah." James laughed, sitting down in the large leather seats. "That's the infamous Jones." 

You nodded. "The very same." 

"Albus talks about how aggravating she is all the time," he murmured. "I'm getting aggravated with him, to be honest." 

You smiled. "I'm sure it's very annoying hearing your brother constantly talk about someone." 

He scoffed. "Are you talking about me?" 

You nodded, smirking. "Now, cocoa or cider?" 

James laughed. "Cocoa, please." 

You approached the kitchen counter, conjuring them both up a steaming mug. You sat them down on the end table, staring at the fire. "I'm sorry, James." 

He raised his eyebrows. "What reason would you have to be sorry?" 

You looked over at him, her eyes glassy. "I'm the reason we weren't together this entire time." 

He shook his head, grabbing your hands in his. "You need to stop dwelling on the past. We're together now, yeah? That's all that matters." 

"But-" 

"Edwards, if you don't stop, I will kiss you." 

You laughed. "Oh no. Please don't!"

He nodded. "That's what I thought." He looked back at the fire. "Don't worry; next time you get spooked, I'm not letting you go." 

"Good." You smiled, kissing the back of his hand. "I'm holding you to it."

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[femmehysteria]

Best Character Named X Poll

FOLLOW @best-character-named-x-poll

I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. New polls scheduled for 1:30PM GMT everyday.

ask box closed for now

WILL BE POSTING POLLS ON @best-character-named-x-poll FROM FEB 1ST

If your favourite character is not included in the poll very sorry i have either never heard of them or actively chose not to include them as theres only 6 characters per poll. Characters will only count of that is their first name, surnames do not count.

Round 85: David

Round 86: Tiffany

Round 87: Charlie

Round 88: Sandy

Round 89: Cody

Round 90: Amanda

Round 91: Jeremy

Past Polls and Poll Ideas under the cut

Names that I have a complete list for*

Caroline, Tyler, Louis, Leonard, Rebecca, Steve, Nicole, Isabelle, Victoria, Katherine, Jade, Alex, Sophie, Greg, Jake, Ellie, Isaac, Robin, Tony, Annie, Lisa, Margaret, Oliver, Clark, Kara, Phoebe, Emma, Ruby, Bart, Alfie, Beth, Julian, Nancy, Penny, Margaret, Tessa, Erica, Theresa, George, Kevin, Sebastian, Felix, Martin, Michael, Erin, Caleb, Helen, Charlotte, Kyle, Martha, Diana, Elsa, Gary, Zoe, Connor, Colin, Daisy, Eric, Maya, Adam, Andy, Magnus, Alma, Nora, Alice, Spike, Leon, Marcel, Kim, Juno, Sue, Chris, Otto, Donald, Daphne, Kate, Todd, Ned, Ken, Angel, Judy, Jo, Hazel, Naomi, Diego, Miranda, Joel, Lila, Duncan, Dexter, Meredith, Pearl, Lily, Malcolm, Napolean, Joan, Nico, Jamie, Nadia, Velma, Jill, Kiera, Rory, Evan, Tam, Klaus, Neil, Derek, Michelle, Luna, Laila, Cordelia, Zack, Imogen, Felicity, Cindy, Alicia, Kelly, Alan, April, Astrid, Delilah, Jodie, Claudia, Juliet, Karen, Jonas, Milo, Celia, Hannah, Joy, Ethan, Katya, Aria, Atticus, Ian, Cynthia, Faye, Frank, Boo, River, Corey, Gabrielle, Minerva, Ebony, Zia, Beverly, Rudy, Georgina

Names I have an incomplete list for (welcome to send character suggestions)

Richter, Sean, Troy, Cain, Agatha, Warren, Percy, Reggie, Mina, Ryan, Felicia, Dylan, Josh, Shirley, Debbie, Jared, June, Mabel, Ray, Chad, Moe, Hugh, Fearne, Christine, Joe, August, May, Scarlet, Alana, Leela, Manny, Dean, Francis, Mason, Oscar, Quinn, Guy, Ulrich, Wally, Yasmin, Tobias, Woody, Sabrina, Quentin, Margot, Alina, Matilda, Freya, Kendra, Angus, Ophelia, Leisel, Zelda, Adora, Piper, Scarlet, Sheila, Valentine, Laurie, Laurel, Fitz, Violet, Gabriel, Ford, Artemis, Owen, Bianca, Newton, Summer, Darcy, Noah, Taylor, Miriam, Hugh, Aurora, Hank, Henry, Dawn, Delia, Cosmo, Wanda, Zeke, Cecil, Aiden, Calvin, Ayesha, Beatrice, Parker, Chase, Hunter, Tina, Misty, Amaya, Amara, Harvey, Talia, Tatiana, Tanya, Orion, Eugene, Kit, Bo, Duke, Blue, Cameron, Rudolf, Mara, Marianne, Carl

Feel free to send more suggestions

*subject to change, you can still submit a character if there is no strikethrough if you think theres a character that its an absolute crime i dont add. Please don't suggest anything for the names with a strikethrough as they are polls that are already in my queue waiting to be published.

Past Polls

Round 1: Peter : WINNER: Peter Parker (Spider-Man)

Round 2: Elizabeth : WINNER: Elizabeth Swann (Pirates of the Caribbean)

Round 3: Jason : WINNER: Jason Mendoza (The Good Place)

Round 4: Eve : WINNER: EVE (WALL-E)

Round 5: Fred : WINNER: Fred Jones (Scooby-Doo)

Round 6: Rachel : WINNER: Rachel (Animorphs)

Round 7: Arthur : WINNER: Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)

Round 8: Amy : WINNER: Amy Pond (Doctor Who)

Round 9: Tom : WINNER: Tom (Tom and Jerry)

Round 10: Claire : WINNER: Clare Devlin (Derry Girls)

Round 11: James : WINNER: James (Pokemon)

Round 12: Max : WINNER: Max (Black Sails)

Round 13: Simon : WINNER: Simon Belmont (Castlevania)

Round 14: Jane : WINNER: Jane Crocker (Homestuck)

Round 15: Victor : WINNER: Victor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice)

Round 16: Mary : WINNER: Mary Poppins (Mary Poppins)

Round 17: Will : WINNER: Will Graham (Hannibal)

Round 18: Laura : WINNER: Laura Palmer (Twin Peaks)

Round 19: Ben : WINNER: Ben "Obi-Wan" Kenobi (Star Wars)

Round 20: Chloe : WINNER: Chloe Price (Life Is Strange)

Round 21: John : WINNER: Jonathan Sims (The Magnus Archives)

Round 22: Lydia : WINNER: Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)

Round 23: Mark : WINNER: Marc Spector (Moon Knight)

Round 24: Jess : WINNER: Jesse Pinkman (Breaking Bad)

Round 25: Theo : WINNER: Theobald Gumbar (Dimension 20: A Crown Of Candy)

Round 26: Sarah: WINNER: Sarah Jane Smith (Doctor Who)

Round 27: Richard : WINNER: Richard Gansey III (The Raven Cycle)

Round 28: Cass : WINNER: Cassandra Cain (Batman)

Round 29: Edward : WINNER: Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Round 30: Carm : WINNER: Carmen Sandiego (Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?)

Round 31: Hal : WINNER: HAL9000 (2001: A Space Odyssey)

Round 32: Sid : WINNER: Sydney Adamu (The Bear)

Round 33: Jack : WINNER: Captain Jack Harkness (Doctor Who)

Round 34: Stephanie : WINNER: Stephanie Brown (Batman)

Round 35: Ash : WINNER: Ash Ketchum (Pokemon)

Round 36: Veronica : WINNER: Veronica Sawyer (Heathers)

Round 37: Kurt : WINNER: Kurt Wagner aka Nightcrawler (X-Men)

Round 38: Eleanor : WINNER: Eleanor Shellstrop (The Good Place)

Round 39: Nathan : WINNER: Nathan Young (Misfits)

Round 40: Fiona : WINNER: Princess Fiona (Shrek)

Round 41: Gale : WINNER: Gayle Waters-Waters (Chris Fleming)

Round 42: Barbara : WINNER: Barbara Millicent Roberts aka Barbie (Barbie)

Round 43: Sam : WINNER: Samwise Gamgee (Lord of the Rings)

Round 44: Grace : WINNER: Grace Chastity (Nerdy Prudes Must Die)

Round 45: Barry : WINNER: Barry Bluejeans (The Adventure Zone)

Round 46: Raven : WINNER: Raven (Teen Titans)

Round 47: Dan : WINNER: Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)

Round 48: Mia : WINNER: Mia Fey (Ace Attorney)

Round 49: Matt : WINNER: Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Round 50: Rose : WINNER: Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Round 51: Robert : WINNER: Robbie Rotten (LazyTown)

Round 52: Lola : WINNER: Lola Bunny (Space Jam)

Round 53: Scott : WINNER: Scott Summers aka Cyclops (X-Men)

Round 54: Olivia : WINNER: Olivia Octavious (Spiderverse)

Round 55: Finn : WINNER: Finn the Human (Adventure Time)

Round 56: Emily : WINNER: Emily Charlton (The Devil Wears Prada)

Round 57: Elliot : WINNER: Eliot Spencer (Leverage)

Round 58: Sonia : WINNER: Sonia (Pokemon)

Round 59: Gideon : WINNER: Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb)

Round 60: Jen : WINNER: Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body)

Round 61: Miles : WINNER: Miles Morales (Spider-Man)

Round 62: Lana : WINNER: Lana Skye (Ace Attorney)

Round 63: Spencer : WINNER: Spencer Shay (iCarly)

Round 64: Tracy : WINNER: Tracy Turnbald (Hairspray!)

Round 65: Luke : WINNER: Luke Skywalker (Star Wars)

Round 66: Natalie : WINNER: Natalie Scatorccio (Yellowjackets)

Round 67: Harry : WINNER: Harry Du Bois (Disco Elysium)

Round 68: Lucy : WINNER: Lucy van Pelt (Peanuts)

Round 69: Damian : WINNER: Damian Wayne (Batman)

Round 70: Tabitha : WINNER: Tabitha Casper (Dan and Phil Games: Sims 4)

Round 71: Nick : WINNER: Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun)

Round 72: Gwen : WINNER: Guinevere (Merlin)

Round 73: Paul : WINNER: Paulette Bonafonte (Legally Blonde)

Round 74: Abigail : WINNER: Abigail Hobbs (Hannibal)

Round 75: Jordan : WINNER: Jordan Baker (The Great Gatsby)

Round 76: Donna : WINNER: Donna Noble (Doctor Who)

Round 77: Morgan : WINNER: Morgana (Merlin)

Round 78: Allison : WINNER: Alison Cooper (BBC Ghosts)

Round 79: Patrick : WINNER: Patrick Star (Spongebob Squarepants)

Round 80: Linda : WINNER: Linda Belcher (Bob's Burgers)

Round 81: Philip : WINNER: Philip J. Fry (Futurama)

Round 82: Clarisse : WINNER: Clarisse La Rue (Percy Jackson)

Round 83: Jeff

Round 84: Maria

[icantthinkyandere]

✨️Masterlist✨️

I felt the need to organize my stuff, so I've done it.

Fate grand order -

Chaldea Masters and Crypters

(Yandere) Gudao/talented mage reader

General (Yandere) Kadoc headcanons

General (Yandere) Gudako headcanons

Servants

General (Yandere) Ophelia and Wodime

Genshin (Yandere) Daybit

General (Yandere) Miyamoto Musashi, Okita Souji, and Murasaki Shikibu headcanons

General (Yandere) Sherlock Holmes Headcanons

General (Yandere) Medusa and Yandere Tamamo no mae headcanons

General (Yandere) Koyanskaya and Proto Merlin/Lady Avalon headcanons

General (Yandere) Romantic and Platonic Sigurd + bonus Brynhildr headcanons

General (Yandere) Morgan Le Fay headcanons

General (Yandere) Ashiya Dōman, Oberon and Qin Shi Huang headcanons

Yandere vs. Yandere with a bonus

Genshin -

(Yandere) Gudao, Gudako, and Mashu/Zhongil! Servant

General (Yandere) Solomon

(Yandere) Jeanne d'arc, Jeanne d'arc alter and (Lancer) Artoria Pendragon

Master with a (Vemon) symbiote x (Yandere) Servants

Honkai Star Rail -

Zenless Zone Zero-

Persona 4/5 -

General (Yandere) Belle and Wise headcanons

Yandere Zhu Yaun

Romantic (Yandere) Jane Doe, Zhu Yuan, and Qingyi x Spiderman reader

Romantic (Yandere) Ellen Joe and Alexandria Sebastian

Potionomics -

General (Non Yandere) Makoto and Ann relationship headcanons

Male Phantom Thieves + Akechi x Phantom Theif reader

Ocs -

[ghostwing404]

Updated Version

Primary List Corner

Lucifer

Crystal of Horrors. (Nina, Selenite and Chloe)

Sand and Feathers (Icarus and Maze)

TF2

DuskBound (EL and CO)

StarBound (Seeker and Elzi)

DawnBound (Pauling and Essence)

CodeBreak (Hack)

Thalassia (Lani, Venus and Aki)

Aditalli (Nychta, Medic and Engie)

Heart of Gold (Star and Heavy)

Copper Roses (Asteri and Spy)

Of Autumn Leaves and Strawberry Blossoms. (Scout and Ajalin)

When the Morning Dew Comes (Twin assistants)

Forget-Me-Nots (Final version With Casey.)

ScrapYarders (Lethal Company X TF2! Spearmaster)

TF Testing initiative (Zephyr / Portal Crossover)

Cobalt Engineering (Copy and Engie)

Feathered Normality (Asher and Bonnie)

The Opalescent Order (Iridýon and Queen Cyneres)

Oil & Blood (Bellwether and All associated Skits)

Supernatural

Escaping Gravity (Lipton and Beck)

Frilled Fins and Cardinal Sins (Val and Dean)

Smoke and Mirrors (Snek kid)

Shield

Love, Death and Robots (Khan/Uria and May)

Memories of Cycles Long Passed. (MoCLP) (Trip And Cloudy)

Children of the Machine. (Sky Triplets au)

Sea Foam Silks (Ophelia) (Or Supernatural)

Merlin

Soldier, Poet, King. (N.I.L.E's Story.)

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss

SpiderLily Cafe

Disassembly Required (.X.)

Legends of Tomorrow

The Thief's Jasper (Yarinomi)

Oblation of Blood (Obby)

The Gargoyles Sanctuary (Aine)

The Duality of Heart and Mind (Aria and Copper)

Judgement of The Fallen (Quill)

Miscellaneous

FNAF - Celestial Omens (Omen's) (Celestial Twins)

Shazam! - Xarian

Any - Issoropia

TADC - Digital Silence (Puppet and Admin)

Unbrella Acadamy - New Moon/Néa Selíni (Meta Fam + Five(Vee)

C.H.B - Event Horizons (Navi Siblings)

Bryce - Core Competency and Ataraxia (Estrid)

W.I.P / On Hold

Call of the Sea (Merfolk dudes)

Misty Winds Over Foam Caped Waves. (Misty Waves) (Angelos)

MH - Outcasts (Prim and Phe)

Carmen - Scarlet Letters (Crown and Carmen)

Carmen - ACME

TCoA&L - Hunger (Chi, The Jumping Spider)

Call of the Moon (Farrie)

Wake the Witch (Briarlin Thornwal)

HoundMaster

I.S.A.B.E.L

Skits

Left For Dead Zombie Fortress (Casey, or i play Engie.)

Scrapyarders Cobalt skit (my boi is aquatic, might as well use it!)

Copy in a robots match, Engie and him get to fight together instead of against eachother.

Sniper is Pandoran instead of Australian?

Something with Timeloops.

Symbiote Things

Shelt's, Everyone is turned tiny by Respawn and has to make it to a diffrent base due to the glitch to turn back :3

Slugcat things :3

Elemental or Nephilhim Pyro?

Amongus? Theres an Imposter Among Us! (Cobalt? Alveare?)

All of my current plotlines with my Best friend, with no explanation.

Current AU'S->

Lucifer→

Crystal of Horrors. (Crystals)

Fallen Hunters. (Hunters)

Echo's of the Void. (Echo's)

Whispers of Cycles Long Passed. (WoCLP)

Issoropia.

TF2→

StarBound

DuskBound (Rewrite needed)

DawnBound (Not Writen, focus on Elzi)

CodeBreak

Thalassia

Aditalli

Miscellaneous→

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[ada-r-barba]

Hello there, BINGO participant! Could you please share 3-5 songs you think best fit for Ophelia? :)

Thank you for the question! 1. ophelia the lumineers - Oh, Ophelia You've been on my mind girl since the flood Oh, Ophelia Heaven help a fool who falls in love 2. i can't make you love me bonnie raitt

- 'Cause I can't make you love me if you don't You can't make your heart feel something it won't 3. beggin' maneskin - I'm on my knees when I'm beggin' 'Cause I don't want to lose you 4. easy on me adele

- I know there is hope in these waters But I can't bring myself to swim When I am drowning in this silence Baby, let me in

5. hurts like hell fleurie

- Dreams fight with machines Inside my head like adversaries Come wrestle me free Clean from the war Your heart fits like a key Into the lock on the wall

[etherealacoustic]

Promise Ring pt. 2

Pairing - Remus Lupin x daughter!OC, George Weasley x OC

Warnings - none!

Go read Pt. 1 if you haven't already!

Molly, Remus and Fred were the only people to know about George thinking of giving Ophelia a promise ring. Something that would secure their future.

Everyone else was totally clueless and it was more difficult for George to hide his nervousness and not be suspicious.

Ophelia had noticed something off with him, his hands shook whenever they were talking and he stuttered too. But she didn't question it, concluding that maybe he suddenly felt some way.

Fred and Molly on the other hand were giving him non-stop advice, though Fred seemed to threaten the poor boy than provide some help.

"That's really helpful, thanks," George groaned and pressed his palms on his eyes after hearing his brother's comment.

"What?" Fred grinned and tried to control his laughter. "I didn't say she will, I just said she might. She might run away".

"Stop it," he grumbled and looked down at his hands, his thoughts genuinely conflicted and messed up.

"Hey," Fred said in a much sincere voice after realising just how scared his twin really was. "You know I was joking right? That girl loves you, mate. She'll never ever do that".

"What if she does? Maybe it's too soon for her. I think I'm hurrying things".

"No you're not. You've been together since five years for merlin's sake! It's not early. And besides, you're not even marrying her. It's just a promise".

"Man up now," Fred smiled and put his hand on the other's shoulder. "She's going to leave soon with Harry".

"Yeah," George sighed and sat there for a minute before thinking of visiting his girl.

He apparated in front of the Lupin Cottage and was thankful to see the light on. The questioning was done and in he stepped.

"Hello love," he said brightly and brought her in his embrace.

"Godric did I miss you," Ophelia breathed and pressed her head against his shoulder, her arms tightening around his torso.

"Missed you too," he smiled and pulled back to kiss her passionately.

A small group of butterflies danced in their stomachs and electricity shot through their veins at the contact.

The two grinned and went to sit in the living room with two steaming mugs. Tea for him, and coffee for her.

"When are you leaving?" He asked and looked at her as he rubbed her feet that were placed in his lap.

"After Harry's birthday," she answered and kept the cup on the table. "Which is tomorrow. He'll turn seventeen and won't have the trace on him then".

George nodded, "It's a lot more dangerous than you're letting on isn't it?"

"You already know," she smiled sadly. Wanting nothing more than to share everything with him but it wasn't her place to do so.

He nodded again, not asking any more questions and trusting her completely.

"I'll be back soon," she frowned. Feeling terrible at seeing his slightly sullen state. "I promise you".

"I also know that," he chuckled a little. "I know you will come back. And if you don't, I might just have to drag you away from that no-nosed bastard himself".

Ophelia laughed out loud, her having no doubt that he would definitely bring her back from the captures of the Dark Lord himself if he had to.

They sat in silence for the rest of the time until a knock was heard making them alert, but it was just Remus.

"Hey Dad," Ophelia smiled at her father and hugged him tightly.

He mirrored the action and kept her close before letting go, "Hey, good day today?"

"As usual," she responded and went into the kitchen to make his favorite black tea.

"Hello George," Remus greeted the young man who looked a tiny bit nervous before replying back more firmly.

"Joke shop going well then?" The man asked and accepted the tea from his daughter.

"Oh yeah it's good. But the sale's going down the last days, not many people are getting out to wander and all".

Remus nodded understandingly and looked at his daughter who was curled up in a comfortable armchair and was reading her favorite book.

"Harry's birthday is tomorrow," he said and Ophelia looked up at that.

She nodded, "Yep, which means my time to save the world from an evil man with an absent nose and horrible fingernails has come".

The two laughed at her humour, it wasn't the same as before but they were glad that it wasn't gone fully.

"It's getting late, I better get going," said George and got up.

Ophelia stood up too and pulled him in a hug, "See you tomorrow," she smiled softly and kissed his cheek.

"Of course," he said and hugged her back, hoping she wouldn't hear his heart thudding madly at the thought of the next day. He kissed her head before walking out of the door with a last wave and smile.

The two Lupins watched him and went back inside after he disapparated.

"He was acting a little different yesterday," she said unconsciously and sat cross legged on the couch.

"How so?" Remus asked with raised eyebrows.

"I dunno," she began uncertainly. "He was stuttering and blushing a lot when we were talking. I don't understand if it's a good or a bad thing".

Remus barely managed to hide a smile at her answer. Of course George Weasley would stammer and flush furiously in front of his own girlfriend only because he was planning to give her something special soon enough.

"He probably was just nervous," he said and successfully hid his laughter.

Ophelia frowned at the strange thought but nodded nevertheless.

--------------------------------------------------

The day was finally here after a long long wait and George was sure he was going to melt into a puddle of water if he didn't calm himself.

"You're literally shaking," Fred said in surprise and he looked down at his hands to see them vibrating badly. "Man up!"

"You'll understand when it's your turn," George muttered bitterly and fixed his shirt for the hundredth time that night.

"It'll be fine, George. Everything will be perfect," he tried to encourage.

"Hope so too".

"George!" A voice called from downstairs and it sounded hurried.

"Comin' mum!" He called back and took one last look in the mirror.

He saw himself staring back, decked in black jeans and a crimson red shirt. His hair styled a little but kept unruly, just the way Ophelia liked. His face was the definition of nervousness in that moment.

He let out a deep sigh before going downstairs and out in the backyard where everybody had gathered.

Unconsciously his eyes searched for that one person in the crowd, head turning as he tried to find his girl.

"You're so whipped that it's adorable," Ginny interrupted his thoughts with a small laugh.

"I'm not whipped," he scoffed.

"Mhmm, not like you were searching for Lia in the crowd or anything," she grinned knowingly and he rolled his eyes.

"Nervous?" She asked. She knew about his plan, everyone in the family did except for Ophelia of course.

"Yeah," he said and ran his fingers through his hair.

"I know it'll be fine. Don't worry," she consoled and he nodded. "Oh wait- there she is!"

Saying so she disappeared and George looked confused before turning towards where his sister had run off to.

As his eyes landed on Ophelia, he felt his breath hitch and could hear his heart starting to take up speed. His mouth was left slightly open and a deep red blush coated his neck.

She looked gorgeous in that dress. Though it was really simple, it complimented her figure perfectly. She was walking with Remus next to her, a small on her face as she hugged Ginny who was the first to reach there.

Ophelia laughed and let go of the youngest Weasley, and looked around for the birthday boy and made her way towards him.

"Happy birthday Har," she said softly and pulled the boy in a hug. Her being proud of him in some kind of way.

"Thanks Lia," Harry smiled and hugged her back tightly.

"Let's cut the cake then!" Molly announced and everybody cheered.

George went over to stand beside Ophelia and her eyes brightened on seeing him.

"You're looking handsome, mister," she grinned and smoothed his silk shirt.

"You're beautiful," he said back in some strange breathlessness. His face in genuine awe as he looked at her and admired her natural and raw beauty.

She just smiled shyly and turned away as Harry started cutting his birthday cake.

The cake was cut, gifts were given and all of the people congratulated the birthday boy once again and wished him happiness.

And when the noises had settled down to low whispers, everyone except for Ophelia kept glancing at George, waiting for him to say something.

"George!" Fred muttered in his ear. "Do something now!"

"I- Alright," he breathed and swallowed heavily. His hands fumbling with the buttons of his shirt as he slowly walked to his love who was laughing with her Dad.

The atmosphere in the air changed drastically as everybody fell silent and watched the scene play out.

"L- Love?" He stuttered and face-palmed internally. His heart hammering inside his chest as she turned to face him with a bright smile, not noticing that she was the center of everyone's attention.

"Yeah?"

"C- Come with me will ya? Just for a minute, wanna talk".

She furrowed her eyebrows but nodded and took his extended palm. Only when she started walking did she realise that all eyes were on her. She shot them a questioning look but they just grinned and smirked.

"Anything wrong, George?" She asked softly once they were in the living room.

"No, nothing's wrong. I just wanted to- talk about something," he said nervously.

"Go on then," she said and smiled uncertainly.

He stepped closer to her and took both of her hands in his, holding her fingers gently. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to steady himself before opening them and feeling his heart skip a beat at the sight of those caramel-brown eyes.

"I've been meaning to talk about this for a long time, it was torturing my brain. And I think the thought of you leaving for a long time finally got the courage out of me".

Ophelia nodded slowly, still a lot confused by his words that didn't have a context yet.

He felt his heart slow down as he spoke, feeling more at ease now as he decided to just pour his heart out, not caring about what random things he'll say. Just wanting them to be genuine enough.

"We've been together for a long time, and honestly these years were one of the best in my entire life. Of course I had you as my best friend first, and I loved those precious moments too. Apart from Fred and my family, you were the one to know me well inside out. Still do as a matter of fact. And I wanna tell you how thankful I am for our friendship, for our little infinity," he smiled.

Ophelia didn't know what to say so she just nodded, hoping he'd see the love in her eyes and he did.

"And then by some miracle you became my girlfriend, and I was happier than ever. So grateful to have you by my side, grateful for getting someone who comforted me, made me laugh, and made me cry," he let out a small laugh and you did too.

"And we graduated and I thought maybe, you'd fall out of love or something. But our bond just got stronger, we were much closer than before. And somehow I was once again in love with you. I fell in love with your bravery, your smartness, your humour, your stupidity, your caring nature, just everything. I love you, and I think that's pretty much the beginning and end of everything".

"George," she murmured softly. "Why are you planning to make me cry?"

He chuckled and cupped her cheeks now, "Cuz darling I don't think you know the impact you have on my life. I love the way you make me feel, as though I'm the only guy in the world, it makes me feel all giddy and flustered. I think I'm the luckiest man alive when you hug me, or kiss me".

"It was because of you that I got to know how meeting your soulmate was really like. You know, falling for you wasn't falling at all. It was like walking into a house and suddenly knowing you're home. I always used to think of how love would feel like, and I think I got the answer now," he gave her a toothy grin.

"Yeah?" She asked with teary eyes and pressed her lips together.

"I did. All those times we used to run around like idiots on the grounds? That was love for me. All those times when we slow danced late in the night? That was love for me. All those kisses we shared in the kitchens? That was love for me. All those late night talks, playful conversations, loving glances, comforting touches, consoling words, laughable memories? That was love for me".

"One night I just looked at you and couldn't describe what I was feeling. My heart was beating like crazy and I was scared it will burst out. My face was hurting from smiling so widely, my insides were swarmed with fireworks and calmness at the same time. And I knew then, this was what love felt like".

Ophelia felt a tear drop down her cheeks at his heartfelt words. She looked down but he gently lifted her face with his fingers.

"I know you might be thinking that why am I pouring out my entire heart to you so suddenly. But I wanted you to know just how much I love you before I do this".

Before she could ask what did he mean, he pulled out the black box from his pocket and opened it, revealing the magnificent ring.

Ophelia's hands went to cover her mouth in shock, and her eyes widened.

He just smiled and said, "It's not a wedding ring. We decided not to marry soon and I respect that. It's a promise ring, my love".

She looked at him, an uncountable amount of happiness on her face as tears continued to escape from her shining eyes.

He pulled the ring from the cushion and put the box back inside his pocket, "This ring is an oath. A vow. A promise. That I'll always love you and I will marry you someday. It means that I choose to spend the rest of my life with you right here by my side. It means that I'm willing to love you deeply, dearly and constantly, for the rest of my life".

He cleared his throat and gazed intensely into her eyes, "Will you, Ophelia Lupin? Will you accept this small token of love from me. This small promise that one day, whenever that will be, I will make you my wife. I choose you, my love. Will you choose me? And of course, no measure of time will ever be enough for me, but shall we start with forever?"

Ophelia was speechless as she looked back at him. Her heart ached with happiness and an unbelievable amount of love for this man.

All she could do was whisper a small, "Yes. I'd choose you too. In a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality. I'll always choose you".

And that was all the confirmation he needed and he slowly slipped the ring onto the little finger of her right hand. The finger by which they had made all of their promises, whether it be big or small.

She laughed and wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly and he did the same. "I adore you".

"I love you too," he smiled and at long last, he pressed his lips against hers.

This kiss was filled with all of those unsaid feelings, indescribable actions, and untold words they had.

The two stayed close before pulling away, faces beaming brightly.

"Shall we go out now?" He asked and she nodded immediately.

The couple walked out and as soon as everyone caught sight of them, there was chaos and they all rushed over.

"Did he do it?!"

"Oh my god, George Fabian I didn't know you had it in you. You're a lucky man to get such a wonderful girl".

"Show me the ring!"

Ophelia laughed at the comments and held up her right hand to show the promise ring glittering there.

"Godric it's beautiful," Hermione smiled in awe and hugged the older girl.

The Weasleys were all smothering George with hugs and kisses as they kept on chanting of how proud they were. The boy smiled and accepted every loving action.

"So my sister will get married soon now?" Harry asked teasingly and brought her in a hug. Him being ecstatic at her getting the perfect life partner.

"I don't know that but don't you think you'll escape from my presence so quickly, Hazza. I'll always be there to haunt you in some way with every nickname possible," Ophelia grinned mischievously.

Harry couldn't help but laugh exasperatedly at her behaviour and he pushed her in the direction of Mrs Weasley who was crying tears of joy.

"You were always the perfect choice for my son. I had you selected for him since the start," Molly admitted and she smiled.

After almost everyone had congratulated Ophelia, she frowned after realising that one person hadn't even talked to her. She looked around in search of a familiar head of sandy-brown curls similar to her own.

"He's there," Mr Weasley said and pointed to where Remus was standing, leaning against a tree and gazing ahead.

"Why's he there? Did- did he not like George giving me the ring? Maybe it was too soon for him, I-"

"Ophelia," Arthur smiled and calmed her panicked comments. "He's not angry, he doesn't disapprove. He's your father, of course he's happy for you but there's also this sadness in his heart. And I think you know why".

"I'll go talk to him," she muttered and almost ran up to his spot.

Remus turned around at the sound of footsteps and Ophelia caught sight of his cheeks stained with tears. Her heart twisted as she pulled him in a hug quickly.

He squeezed his eyes shut as more tears started falling, he wrapped his arms around his little girl that wasn't so little anymore. Enjoying and savouring every moment until they disappeared.

"Pa?" She whispered and he could see her eyes glistening too, a carbon copy of his and he smiled. "You're happy aren't you?"

"What makes you think I'm not?" He questioned gently and wiped her tears first, not even caring about his own.

"Why'd you leave? You were here all alone".

"Just got a little emotional. It's not everyday you see your only daughter being given a promise ring. I swear it's nothing more".

But she knew there was a lot more than he was letting on. His lips were pressed tightly and stretched in a smile that he put on for her sake.

"You know I'll never leave you, right?"

But he didn't say anything and looked away, and she got the answer.

"Dad," she said softly and he turned his head back to her. "I've probably never told you this before but I'm telling this now. And you be sure to listen carefully, okay?"

Remus nodded and did listen to everything she said intently.

"It didn't matter to me how many boys came in my life. Some left, some stayed for awhile, and George was the one who chose to stay forever. But leaving all of that aside, you were the only man to ever be there since the start and continue being there, Pa".

He smiled at that and she did too, hoping he would understand the importance he'll always and forever have in her life.

"And yeah I'll get married someday, but so what? You'll still be the first man I ever loved and who loved me. And don't you think for a second that after marriage I'll stop visiting you or some shit like that. Because you're solely mistaken then, Mr Lupin. 'Cause let me confirm the fact that I will always continue to annoy you, will continue to steal your chocolates and sweaters until you get tired and will continue to pull pranks".

He laughed fondly and pulled his daughter in his arms again. His heart felt considerably lighter now.

"And if you think that my future husband will refuse me visiting you frequently. Then let me tell you that first of all, it won't ever happen as I have Molly Weasley with me. Secondly, I'll fight him to death if he does dare to refuse, which I know he won't but yeah. I'm going to drop in every single day to take my daily dose of chocolate and coffee".

"You're always welcome," he smiled and they turned to see George approaching them.

"What were you talking about?" He asked amusedly and looked between the two.

"My plans for fighting you if you ever refuse me to pay Dad a visit," she answered brightly.

"Like I'll ever do that!" He exclaimed.

"I know you won't," she said. "Just a precautionary measure, future husband".

"Go wild with the ideas," he rolled his eyes and Remus smiled at the pair. Knowing they really were perfect for each other.

Remus thought for a moment and then pulled George in a hug, much to the younger one's surprise but delight too.

"Take care of her," he whispered. "You're a good man, I know you will keep her happy".

"I promise I will," George said and he nodded, a pleased expression on his face.

"Come on now, Dad! We gotta have some of that hot chocolate!" Ophelia pouted and tugged at his arm and he was suddenly reminded of her as a little child.

Remus and George shared a grin and he wrapped his arm around his daughter's shoulder as she dragged him towards the food table.

"Pa?" She asked, her honey eyes meeting his. "I love you, and thank you so much for everything. I never really say it that much, but I do appreciate it".

"Always, darling. I love you too," he smiled softly and she returned it happily.

[duskoon]

Fate Grand Order Masterlist + Characters list:

Anything related to Fate Grand Order would be listed here. Like always, If there is character not mentioned here you can always request for them. Note: Some characters are based on historical figures. So when writing for them, I write for the character themselves not their real life counterpart. Characters in bold means I am mostly invested in them, but that doesn’t mean I won’t write for the others. If there is any character not listed below, you can request for them and I'll add them (There is like 300+ servants, so I'm bound to forget some ^^’) Also, you can request for Crypters as well. Seeing I had finished playing the lostbelts.

Mashu Kyrielight

Artoria Pendragon

Artoria Pendragon (Alter)

Nero Claudius

Siegfried

Altera

Chevalier d’Eon

Okita Soji

Mordred

Ryōgi Shiki

Rama

Lancelot

Gawain

Bedivere

Elizabeth Bàthory

Miyamoto Musashi

Arthur Pendragon (Prototype)

Suzuka Gozen

Frankenstein

Sigurd

Queen Medb

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne

Lanling Wang

Lakshmibai

Jason

Astolfo

Dioscuri

Tomoe Gozen

Saitō Hajime

Watanabe no Tsuna

Ibuki Dōji

Karna

Senji Muramasa

Barghest

Charlemagne

Roland

EMIYA

Gilgamesh(Archer + Caster)

Robin Hood

Atalanta

Euryale

Arash

David

Nikola Tesla

Arjuna

Tristan

Tawara Tōta

Chloe von Einzbern

Ishtar

James Moriarty (Archer / Ruler)

EMIYA (Alter)

Asagami Fujino

Chiron

Napoléon

Aśvatthāman

Osakabehime

Calamity Jane

Nightingale

Super Orion

Sei Shōnagon

Baobhan Sith

Anastasia

Jeanne D’ Arc (Ruler)

Zenobia

Minamoto no Tametomo

Cú Chulainn(Lancer + Caster)

Musashibō Benkei

Leonidas I

Romulus

Hector

Scáthach

Fionn mac Cumhail

Tamamo no Mae (Caster / Lancer / Berserker)

Kiyohime

Vlad III

Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) 

Enkidu

Medusa

Minamoto no Raikō 

Parvati

Nezha

Ereshkigal

Valkyrie

Qin Liangyu

Bradamante

Nagao Kagetora

Mysterious Alter Ego Λ

Caenis

Romulus-Quirinus

Utsumi Erice

Consort Yu

Vritra

Percival

Sakamoto Ryōma 

Medusa

Georgios

Boudica

Ushiwakamaru

Martha

Francis Drake

Iskandar

Sakata Kintoki

Ozymandias

Quetzalcoatl

Ivan the terrible

Achilles

Leonardo Da Vinci 

Carmilla

Mandricardo

Europa

Odysseus

Tai Gong Wang

Dobrynya Nikitich

Constantine XI

Kyokutei Bakin

Medea

Zhuge Liang (Lord El-Melloi II aka reliable waver )

Paracelsus von Hohenheim

Solomon

Irisviel (Dress of Heaven)

Xuanzang Sanzang

Nitocris

Merlin

Scheherazade

Queen of Sheba

Shuten Dōji

Murasaki Shikibi

Asclepius

Miss Crane

Charlotte Corday 

The Old Man of the Mountain

Charles-Henri Sanson

Cleopatra

EMIYA (Assassin)

Fūma Kotarō

Gray

Henry Jekyll & Hyde

Jing Ke

Katō Danzō

Kiichi Hōgen

Koyanskaya of Light

• Koyanskaya of Dark

Li Shuwen (Assassin/Lancer)

Mysterious Heroine X

Okada Izō

Phantom of the Opera

Sasaki Kojirō

Semiramis

Yan Qing

Lu Bu Fengxian

Beowulf

Cú Chulainn (Alter)

Heracules

Mysterious Heroine X (Alter)

Hijikata Toshizō

Penthesilea

Atalanta (Alter)

Arjuna (Alter)

Mori Nagayoshi

Salome

Kijyo Kōyō

Brynhildr (Berserker / Lancer)

Galatea

Morgan Le Fay

Kriemhild

Amakusa Shirō

Sherlock Holmes

Shi Huang Di

Astraea

Edmond Dantès

Angra Mainyu

Gorgon

Antonio Salieri

Demon King Nobunaga

Kama (Avenger/Assassin)

Sesshōin Kiara (Alter Ego /Moon Cancer)

Archetype: Earth

Okita Sōji (Alter)

Kingprotea

Ashiya Dōman- Blurb

Manannán mac Lir (Bazett)

Mysterious Heroine XX

Yang Guifei

Oberon Vortigern

Hephaestion

Tiamat

Goetia

Beast III/R

Kadoc Zemlupus

Ophelia Phamrsolone

Scandinavia Peperoncino aka Chad™️.

Kirschtaria Wodime

Beryl Guts

Daybit Sem Void

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wonders of ohio P.13

series masterlist

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pairing: draco x reader

request: no

summary; american high school student y/n/ y/l/n’s senior year gets thrown off when her exchange student reveals a big secret. (not a non magic AU)

WARNINGS: depictions of attempted murder, violence, language

a/n: it’s here! apologies for any typos. i’ve already put the finishing touches on the last part. at this point, i only really need to write up the last part before this series is completed. kind of wild, right? 

wc: 5k

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Y/N’s cheeks had never burned so much in her life as Draco stared at her from the doorway. “I didn’t for that. I don’t know why he did that.”

“Did I ask?” Draco’s lips had twisted into a sneer.

“Well, um,” she stuttered. “I just thought…”

“You just thought what?”

“Christ, Draco, can we not do this right now?” she said, bending down to pick up the bag of decorations off the ground. Her heart was hammering in her chest. “We literally just made up. Can we just be friends again and skip you being weird?”

“We were never–”

“We were friends,” she said sternly. An accusatory finger raised and pointed towards him. “I’d go as far as to say that we are friends, even though I don’t quite understand why lately you insist on throwing a hissy fit every time we talk. Don’t even try to pull that with me.”

“I do not throw hissy fits–”

“I rest my case,” said Y/N, brushing past him. She wasn’t quite sure where this boldness was coming from. She was just so, so sick of Draco constantly slipping through her fingers, even if it meant having to fight him every step of the way. She was just about to ascend the steps to her room when Draco caught her wrist.

“Wait.”

She spun. “What is it now?”

He let go. “Do you have a moment? I wanted to talk more about Merlin’s box.”

“It depends. Are you going to be nice?”

“Are you?”

“I’m hardly the problem here,” Y/N retorted.

Draco sniffed. “Fine. I’ll be an angel. Happy now?”

They sat down at the table. Y/N looked at the papers strewn over his desk. Only some of them were the recognizable Physics worksheets—the others were notes written up on yellow parchment in his elegant, swooping cursive.

“What’s this?” she asked, picking up one and peering. She couldn’t recognize most of the words. They were all magical terms.

“Notes on Merlin’s Box,” answered Draco. He was poking through the pile closer to him, and she tried her best not to notice that he’d cuffed his sleeves, revealing forearms that looked, simply put, very good. “I’ve been trying to do some research. Some of my friends have been sending me books from their home libraries on the subject.”

“What have you found?”

“Not much. I was wondering if you happened to know anything about the owners of the shop. I don’t understand how something as powerful as Merlin’s Box could just end up in the middle of Muggle Ohio.”

Y/N hummed, tapping a pen to her lip. “I’m sorry. I wish I knew. I think they sold it a bit ago. We can try looking online?” She tugged her laptop from across the table and started typing in, “My Grandfather’s Attic Cincinnati” into the search bar. A few options came up, but most were dated long before anything was relevant and the most recent was an article on the state of the store after the snowstorm, the event being tied to the rise in crime. “Nothing. Damn.”

“Maybe the owners didn’t know,” mused Draco. “They must have been magic. But the box is one of the most powerful magical objects in the Wizarding World. It’s, like, the Elder Wand or the Philosopher’s Stone or something equivalent. If they had known, there was no way they would have put it on display, especially without wards.”

“I’m not sure if I understand what you’re saying.”

Draco snapped to attention. “Er, sorry. The Elder Wand and the Philosopher’s Stone are special magical objects. The former is the most powerful wand in existence. The latter can bring the dead back to life, or something of the sort. I never bothered to learn much about it.”

“What’s a ward?”

“It’s a series of magical protections,” explained Draco, seeming rather helpful for once. “Like, a forcefield or something. They can be charmed to repel certain people and let in others.”

“So that’s what’s on the door?”

“Yes.” Draco’s jaw was tight. “Exactly what’s on the door.”

“Why do you think they left?”

“I’m not sure,” he said. “They left almost everything behind. Maybe whoever is looking for Merlin’s Box scared them away.” 

Y/N carded through the parchment he had been examining, letting the rough texture of the paper slide under her fingertips. She felt a deep, sad pull in her gut as she looked up at him. He was distracted, looking over his own notes. She permitted herself the privilege of examining him unnoticed. 

Sometimes she was convinced that what happened on New Year’s Eve was a dream after all, or perhaps an elaborate hallucination. It was impossible to reconcile the soft, affectionate Draco she’d known with the one sitting across from her. He was untouchable. Logically, Y/N knew that all she had to do was reach out a hand before she felt the warmth of his skin through the expensive fabric of his shirt, but it was so much more complicated than that. It was like there was a force field erected around him, an unspoken rule that she was not to come near him again, that it was, in his own words, “not correct”. 

It wasn’t fair. None of this was fair. The sickest part of all was that it didn’t matter what happened after all—he was going to return home one day, and she would have to carry around this heavy secret for the rest of her life. 

Sylvia was the only person she could ever speak freely to about the entire situation. Y/N had had a few bare conversations with her as they walked to and from Art History, but they never made her feel any better, no matter how many times Sylvia assured her that he most certainly felt the same way.

“So what do you suggest I do?” Y/N would always ask, quirking an eyebrow. 

Sylvia would normally sigh before responding with some iteration of, “I never said I knew that, now, did I?”

“Why aren’t the American magical authorities helping?” asked Y/N, manually shaking herself out of her thoughts. 

Draco peeked up at her from his mound of books and notes. “They did look into it briefly, apparently. But nothing came of it. I think this is hardly at the top of their priority list if I’m to draw any conclusions from their behavior. I don’t think they believe there’s a real Merlin’s Box floating around Ohio.”

Y/N snorted. “That’s fair. I probably wouldn’t believe them either. Do you think we even need to worry about it anymore?”

“I think it’d be nice to know where the box is,” said Draco. 

“Why, do you want it?”

“In another life, maybe,” mused Draco. “I wouldn’t turn down the opportunity to become one of  the most powerful wizards in the world. But the Ministry wouldn’t let me have it, I don’t think. It needs to be specially bonded somehow. I’d probably need a curse-breaker or something that’s given confidential government training.”

“Sylvia’s dad works for MACUSA, apparently,” said Y/N, rather light-heartedly. 

“I’m aware.” Draco’s tone was flat. “I don’t think that Grimauldis are too fond of me.”

“I’m sure you were a most gracious houseguest.”

“You know me.” He sent her a wry smile and went back to writing on his parchment. Y/N resumed staring. She wasn’t quite sure what had gotten into her—maybe she was fatigued from finals, confused about Simon, or just so elated to finally be in his presence again without feeling like she was one half of an interpersonal Cold War. Whatever it was, she could’ve sworn that he had never looked more perfect than he did at that moment, the slanted winter sun illuminating the white-blond hairs that fell over his forehead and reflecting off of the silver that adorned his long, tapered fingers. She ached to reach out and touch them.

Before she did anything she regretted, she stood up and left. 

After that, she could feel herself unabashedly staring at him for far too long. She couldn’t help it. Her interest in him had long since grown from attraction to a warm affection that spread through her whenever she saw him do, well, anything. It didn’t help that the dust had finally settled between them, the one mark on her collarbone long since faded and their tepid friendship rekindled. There was no, “Hey, are we ever going to talk about it?”, no “But what did you really feel? Is there something you’re not telling me?”. The window for real inquiry had long since passed, growing smaller and smaller as if she were riding away from it in a train. 

She often wished that she could go back in time, just once, just one time to experience that night all over again. This time, it would be with the knowledge that it would be her last time kissing him. She supposed that a part of her had always assumed that it would eventually snowball into something more. Who could blame her? How could she not when she remembered every word that he said?

~

Everything was back to normal. On paper, everything was back to normal. Draco and Y/N went to school together, studied together, and then threw ideas around as to where Merlin’s Box went. Neither of them ever made much progress, regardless of the copious amounts of books Draco was getting in the post. Shamelessly, she felt herself hoping that he was changing his mind. Sometimes he’d be especially soft with her, like when she needed his help with French.

“I can’t believe I conned my way into AP French,” she moaned from her place at the foot of his bed. It was late, almost 11, and the sun had long since set. Draco was sitting across from her, his legs neatly folded in front of him and his head tilted back onto his pillows. 

“You’ll be fine,” he said primly. “You have a good grasp on grammar. For an American, your vocabulary isn’t awful.”

“I’m not worried about the writing portion of the exam,” she said, flopping down on her back and staring up at the ceiling. “I know I’ll do fine. I think the speaking portion is going to kill me.”

Draco was silent for a few seconds. “Do you want to talk to me? In French?”

“Oh, god.” She hid her face in her hands. “My accent is awful compared to yours.”

“I hardly think that’s unique to French,” he teased.

“Shut up.” He dodged the pillow she launched his direction. “Are you going to keep bullying me until I say yes?”

He shrugged.

“Okay. Fine. You start. Say something.”

Draco was different when he spoke French. Y/N had heard rumors of people who spoke multiple languages developing different personalities in each one, but she’d never seen it confirmed until she heard him speak. He complained a lot, but he was surprisingly straightforward. 

“You’re less sarcastic in French,” she told him. He responded rapid-fire, ignoring her switch to English. She rolled her eyes. “Je comprends pas—”

“I normally am, I’m just being nice to you,” he interrupted.

“Telling me I sound like your cousin’s toddler is nice to you?”

The corner of his mouth twitched. “So you did understand that, after all.”

“Obviously!” 

“I just don’t want to add another layer,” he explained, languidly reaching up a hand to inspect his cuticles. “I don’t imagine that the exam is going to make you unpack tone on top of the literal meaning.”

“Oh.” As much as she wanted to be miffed at him, it made sense. And it was rather considerate for him to think of that. “Thanks.”

“De rien.”

It was creeping upon midnight when Draco finally cast his gaze away from her and stopped speaking in French. She couldn’t remember the last time they’d had such a casual conversation. He had told her stories of growing up in England, of his childhood friends, of living in his manor and the places he had traveled. He asked her questions about her family, about any pets she may have had, about her dreams for the future.

“The stars look really nice from your room,” she admitted. “I had no idea you had a better view than me.”

“Yeah. It’s nice.” 

“What do you want to do after all of this?” she asked him. “After you go back home, that is.”

He blinked, apparently not expecting the question. “Well, er, I’m not sure. I would like to go into a Potion’s fellowship. I’ve always thought it was interesting. I don’t know if I’d be able to, though. I might not be able to work at all.”

“Why not?”

He wordlessly lifted his left shirt sleeve, exposing the tattoo on his pale skin. 

“Oh.” She swallowed. “I’m sorry. I forgot about that.”

“My father’s sentence is being reconsidered,” offered Draco.

“Is that a good thing?”

“I think so,” replied Draco. “I won’t know until the trial.”

“When’s that?”

“August.”

They fell into a comfortable silence. Y/N remained on her back, her head tilted so she could see the bright expanse of the stars in the winter sky. The concept of “August” seemed unimaginable. Draco would be long gone by then. She would be getting ready to leave for Chicago.

The bed shifted, and she felt the briefest brush of his arm against hers as he laid down beside her.

“Do you know what you want to do?” he asked finally. 

“I think I want to study astrophysics,” she said. “Or astronomy. Or something like that. I’ve always liked the stars, and I like physics. UChicago has a good program.”

“And after?” 

“I don’t know yet. Maybe I’ll decide against astrophysics and study medieval lit or something. Who knows.”

She could see a smile slowly stretch across his face in the dim light. “Do you have a favorite constellation?”

“Yeah,” she said, surprised he was so interested. “Not to be basic, but mine is Orion. I like how it’s only visible in the winter. What about you?”

“Draco.” 

“God, you’re such a narcissist.”

 He turned to face her, a smug grin plastered across his features. There was hardly any space between them. She could feel heat radiating off of his form. He was so close, so close.

“If you were named after the stars, you would be too,” he said, his tone light. 

“I suppose.” 

She wasn’t sure when she fell asleep. The next thing she knew, she was blinking her eyes open after distantly remembering dreams of French grammar rules floating past her eyes in a dreamlike haze. Draco’s breathing was deep and slow beside her, his chin delicately tipped up so his head rested on the comforter. There was a delicate pressure around her arm, which she quickly found to be the result of Draco’s hand tucked under her wrist, his fingers pressing into her skin. 

A glance at the clock confirmed what she already knew: it was late. Y/N was torn. She wanted to stay. She wanted to pretend like it was just a mistake and that they’d fallen asleep next to each other. She wanted to take what she could get.

Her chest was tight with affection as she gazed down at him, the stress lines in his forehead long gone and his features relaxed. It struck her, then, that she was on borrowed time. It had already been roughly 6 months since his arrival. She hated how attached she’d become in so little time. 

There was nothing left for her when it came to Draco Malfoy. Even with a set deadline, he didn’t want her. He never would. Could she blame him? She supposed that she couldn’t. 

Y/N pulled herself away from the bed, careful not to move too quickly in case she woke him. Her efforts were futile. His grip tightened as she pulled away.

Draco made an uncharacteristic groan as he sat up, ruffling his hair in the process. She mentally beat back the wave of infatuation that washed over her with a broom. He dropped her hand when he felt her tug once more. 

“Sorry,” she whispered honestly. “I didn’t mean to wake you. I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep.”

His eyes were soft when they met hers. The typical guardedness in his expression was entirely gone. She wondered if he was even fully conscious. 

“That’s okay,” he murmured, laying back down. 

“I really am sorry,” she said again. “I don’t mean to make it a habit to fall asleep here. I don’t even remember what happened.”

“You fell asleep right after you called me a narcissist,” he relayed. “Just passed out.”

“Oh, god.” She frowned. “I’m so sorry. You should’ve woken me up. Next time—I mean, there won’t be a next time, but in theory—please wake me up, okay?”

He gave no indication of hearing her, his eyelids lowering once again.

“Just say you will.”

He shushed her, holding a hand up to wave her away before letting it fall onto his forehead, covering his eyes. His breath began to slow once again. He was asleep.

Y/N hovered by his bed. “Draco?”

He didn’t stir.

“Can you hear me?” She couldn’t believe herself. She shouldn’t have thought to do this. 

He remained silent, his fingers further splaying out on his forehead. 

The words were out before she could think to stop. “I—I still think about that night. I wish it had happened again. I understand why you don’t want me, but I really wish you did. And I wish I could tell you how much you mean to me.”

His exhale rattled in his windpipe at his awkward angle. She watched him carefully for any signs of lucidity, but he was long gone. 

That night, after retiring to her respective room, she dreamt of nothing.

~

It snowed the day of Sylvia’s party. Y/N woke up, her alarm blaring bright and early as she rose from her blankets to the surprise of an entirely white garden. A brief twinge of panic filled her before she saw that their road had been plowed—the party was still on.

With her parents out of town and Draco doing god-knows-what, it was easy for her to finish putting up the decorations uninterrupted. Streamers hung from the balcony, staircase, and the mantle above the fireplace. She’d unpacked all of the decorations that Simon had dropped off for her, pinning pictures of Sylvia as an ugly, blobbish baby to the wall above the drinks table with the caption “Pick ur fighter.” 

For someone who had never actually thrown a party in her own home beyond her occasional New Year’s escapades, she was rather impressed with the state of the room.

She had just finished hanging up the last streamer when someone knocked on her door. Y/N started. It was 5pm—she’d explicitly stated that the party started at 9! What if Sylvia had swung by for some reason? She couldn’t let her see all of the decorations. It was, after all, supposed to be a surprise. 

“You look relieved to see me,” said Simon once she swung open the door. He stood with his hands in the pockets of his dark cloak, his warm eyes sparkling and the corners of his mouth turned up. 

“I thought you were Sylvia,” admitted Y/N. “You scared me.”

Simon laughed. “No, don’t worry. I made sure that Sylvia wouldn’t stop by beforehand. I assumed that’d spoil the surprise.”

“Uh, yeah. That would really, um, suck.” Y/N was confused. Simon wasn’t invited to the party. Everyone knew that. He himself admitted that he wouldn’t come since he didn’t know any of her friends, instead deciding to celebrate his birthday with his Ilvermorny classmates. So why was he at her doorstep? They had been texting some since, but it had mostly been to plan Sylvia’s birthday. She couldn’t say that she missed speaking to him.

“I brought the cake,” explained Simon, holding up the box in his hands. 

“Oh! Thanks.” Y/N held a hand out expectantly. “That’s really sweet of you to pick it up. I can take it, if you’d like. I don’t want to take up any more of your time.”

“No, no. I’ll take it in. If you don’t mind, that is. I know I can’t come to the party, but I was hoping to see the decorations.”

“Yeah, of course. I get that. I’m sorry you can’t go.” Y/N stepped away from the door to give him room to enter. 

He flashed a grin at her as he brushed past. His smile showed too many teeth. 

“Our favorite blondie isn’t here?” mused Simon as he set the cake down on the table.

“He’s on a walk,” said Y/N. 

“Hm. Shame.”

It occurred to Y/N that he never once mentioned anything about the decorations she’d painstakingly strung up over the foyer. He didn’t spare so much as a glance. Something twisted in her gut. 

“He says hi,” joked Y/N. “He wanted me to tell you that he misses you and loves you very much.”

Simon chuckled. “Tell him I say thanks, but I’m not into men.”

Y/N didn’t quite know what to make of that as he drew closer to her. She’d stupidly chosen to position herself by the corner of the kitchen, making it painfully obvious if she shifted away from him. He stopped a few paces away from her, gazing down.

It wasn’t like how Draco looked at her. At least his eyes looked warm. The way Simon was looking at her was making her heart race, and not in a good way. There was no warmth in his eyes—no, what she had originally dubbed as endearment and kindness was cold amusement. 

He took another step closer, this time lifting an arm to trace up hers. She felt frozen, glued to the wall. She knew that she needed to say something, to tell him no, she didn’t want this, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak. 

“Don’t worry,” said Simon finally, his voice a low murmur. The gentleness of his tone did nothing to quell the nervousness in her chest as he ghosted up her neck. She could feel the heat of his breath on her face. He was so close that she thought he might kiss her properly.

Then his fingers wrapped around her throat and began to squeeze.

She gasped, suddenly coming to life and thrashing in his grip. It was futile. He had an iron-strong hold on her neck, forcing her to look up at him.

“The box,” he said simply, his lip curling. “I know you have it.” He squeezed harder, and she whimpered in his grip. “Tell me where it is. Tell me now.”

She let out a whine—the only sound that could escape her mouth with the intense pressure on her trachea. She absentmindedly wondered if he was crushing her windpipe. 

Simon seemed to realize this as his fingers slowly loosened around her neck, but not dropping his grip. It was a gentle pressure, a threat. When she thrashed and kicked and tried to pull away from him, he squeezed harder. “If you just tell me where it is, I’ll let you go. There’s no need to make this such an ordeal.”

“I don’t—I don’t—” she wheezed through his grip. “I don’t know—”

He squeezed harder, cutting her off. She stomped on his foot as hard as she could, but he waved his wand, her legs going limp. 

“I didn’t always feel bad for Sylvia,” he mused, far too casual for someone currently cutting off her air supply. “She told me she had friends, a life, a future waiting for her without magic. I always used to wonder why she didn’t let me meet you all.”

Her head felt like it was full of static.

“Now I know,” he continued. “Now I know how fucking pathetic her life is here. She could’ve been great. She could’ve had everything she ever wanted. And now she has a chance. Just tell me where the box is.”

His grip loosen once again, just as she thought she was going to faint. “You want—for her? It was—you?” Her voice was hoarse, unrecognizable. 

“Pathetic and slow,” he remarked. “I can’t believe Merlin’s Box ended up in your hands. But I suppose that’s a tale as old as time, huh? Muggles getting to rule the world at their whim while the rest of us fall to the wayside and hope they’ll spare a little of their greed.”

“I don’t know.” She was silently crying now. Her mouth was dry, but she could taste the salt of her tears collecting at the corner of her mouth. 

Simon’s stare bore into her. “Very well, then. I didn’t think it’d have to come to this.” 

His grip resumed. Y/N knew that she was turning purple from lack of oxygen. It was miraculous that she hadn’t passed out, but the fuzziness of her vision as dark edges creeped into her peripheral told her that she wouldn’t have to wait long. Simon looked almost bored as he watched her struggle against him, clawing at everything she could reach. 

Just as her vision almost lapsed, she remembered something. She still had her keys in her pocket from her grocery run earlier. It had…If only she could get…

Simon had clearly gotten cocky and was just waiting for her to fall limp. It was easy for her to maneuver her hands into her windbreaker pocket and clutch the bedazzled aerosol container. 

Y/N prayed that it was pointing the right direction. Then she flicked the safety and pressed on the lid. 

Simon immediately let go of her, howling in pain from the pepper spray canister she’d just deployed into his eye sockets. She dropped to the ground, clutching at her throat. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t make a noise come out of her mouth, not even a whimper. Her throat must’ve been absolutely wrecked from how long he had choked her. It was a wonder that she was still alive.

The edges of her sight were still fuzzy as she saw Simon, swiping desperately at his eyes, disapparate from the room with a resonant pop. Distantly, she wondered if he was going to find Draco and hurt him too. The thought was too much for her to bear. 

Y/N soundlessly gasped when she heard the front door open. If she had been less dazed, she would’ve scrambled to hide, but she couldn’t bring herself to. Simon was a wizard. If he wanted to find her, he probably could.

She almost started crying in relief when she saw a moonbeam blond head peek into the kitchen. 

“Do you need any—” He froze, taking in the scene, the chairs that Y/N had kicked over while trying to escape, the crackle of magic in the air, and her form, lying on the floor. “Merlin, what happened?”

She opened her mouth to try and explain, but nothing came out. Horror struck her. What if Simon came back? What if Draco let him in and she couldn’t tell him what happened?

Draco dropped to his knees in front of her, reaching out and tilting her face towards him. His eyes roved over her petrified expression before pausing on her neck. “Who did this to you?”

His tone was pure acid.

Y/N opened her mouth, trying her best to tell him, but her voice refused to cooperate. 

“You were silenced,” he said, realization creeping into his tone. “Whoever did this to you silenced you.”

She stared up at him, not even trying to hide the terror on her face. Had he silenced her with magic?

“You’re shaking too much to write,” he deduced, his free hand grazing her own. “I–I don’t have a wand to unsilence you. Do you think they’re going to come back?”

Y/N nodded. 

“Okay.” He shut his eyes for a moment, sucking in a deep breath. “I know something I can try. It might hurt a little. You just can’t resist, okay? Or else it’ll be worse. I just…I need to know.”

She nodded again, meeting his eyes with a desperation in her look. 

“I’m sorry,” he said honestly. “This is going to feel intrusive.”

Then he met her eyes and whispered, “Legilimens.”

Y/N had thought that he had a wandless magic trick that would allow her to speak again. She didn’t think that he meant that he was going to dig through her mind. All of a sudden, she was snapped into the realm of her mind, but this time she could feel Draco’s presence with her as he lived through the same memories that she had made. Physically, she was still staring up into his eyes and feeling the kitchen linoleum on her palms, but her mind was entirely consumed by images of the past.

Draco was moving through her head rapidly, but he didn’t seem to know where to look. Y/N tried her hardest to push forward the memory of Simon, but in her franticness, she grabbed the first memory that came to mind—the day they made up, right after Simon kissed her neck.

To her horror, she felt all of her internal musings and emotions resurface, this time under the watchful eye of Draco—the shame and confusion at what Simon had done, then her mental monologue of Draco. He saw and felt it all, from the pathetic longing she felt for him to the desire she had to reach out and touch him. She tried her hardest to squirrel away from that memory, but he held fast. The memory that followed was of their French study session. She burned with humiliation as he watched her stand over him and tell him, in no uncertain terms, that she wanted him to kiss her again. 

Finally, finally Draco found the memory of Simon. She couldn’t even find it in her to be embarrassed at the immense relief he saw when she realized it was Draco coming through the front door. 

When he finally resurfaced from her head, he was still staring at her. She couldn’t read the expression on his face. He opened his mouth, about to say something.

Then the tell-tale pop of apparition sounded behind him. 

really really super unsure of how i feel about this last chapter but i promise you all that it is going to get better soon the ending is honestly rlly good and im proud of it! i can’t wait to show it to you all hehe. also if u think simon’s character dev. was hasty it was because it was. i didn’t start this story out thinking i needed to plan plotlines and basically just fucked around from parts 1-7 so i needed something to happen 😭

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SHC Character Sorting

3% @justbecauseyoubelievesomething

9-1-1 @cactusspatz

AKATSUKI NO YONA @writingonesdreams

ANASTASIA @alix-in-july

ARCANE @sporadiclyanenthusiast

BARBIE FRANCHISE @missbrunettebarbie, @the-phoenix-heart, @starry-sky-stuff, @laufire

BARE: A POP OPERA @repetitionsings

BLACK SAILS  @laufire

BOKU NO HIRO AKADEMIA @the-phoenix-heart

Hawk & Dabi

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BOKURANO @swearingintengwar

THE BOLD TYPE @writingonesdreams

BROADCHURCH @connecting-the-mothership

Alec Hardy

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER @wisteria-lodge

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS @writingonesdreams

CASTLEVANIA @the-phoenix-heart

THE CATCHER IN THE RYE @wisteria-lodge

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN @wisteria-lodge

CENTAURWORLD @niche-pastiche

CHUUBO’S MARVELOUS WISH-GRANTING ENGINE: GLASS-MAKER’S DRAGON @thecottageinthedark

DC COMICS

Catwoman / Selina Kyle @nectargrapes

A DEADLY EDUCATION @parpatarts

DISCWORLD @paint-the-ravenclaw

Death @paint-the-ravenclaw

The Witches @thecottageinthedark

DISNEY ANIMATION

Snow White, Cinderella, Alice, Wendy, Tinkerbell, Aurora, Maid Marian, Eilonwy @wisteria-lodge

Jessica Rabbit, Ariel, Belle, Beast, Jasmine, Aladdin, Sally @wisteria-lodge

BIG HERO 6 @dragonsaredorks

THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG @the-phoenix-heart

SOFIA THE FIRST @alix-in-july

DOLLHOUSE @missbrunettebarbie & @laufire

DOWNTON ABBEY @montmarayroyal

EMMA (AUSTEN) @alix-in-july

THE EXPANSE @wyrdnis

FERRIS BUELLER’S DAY OFF @wisteria-lodge

FINAL FANTASY X @thecottageinthedark

FIRE EMBLEM: THREE HOUSES @lachless

The Lords

The Black Eagles

FUTURAMA @the-phoenix-heart

GOOD OMENS @wisteria-lodge

More on Crowley’s sorting

More on Aziraphale’s sorting

GOSSIP GIRL @persefoneshalott

THE GREAT @missbrunettebarbie

GRISHA TRILOGY @starry-sky-stuff

Six of Crows Duology

H2O: JUST ADD WATER @nectargrapes & @missbrunettebarbie

HAIBANE RENMEI @swearingintengwar

HAMLET @wisteria-lodge

Ophelia

Gertrude

Hamlet & Horatio

Laertes & Fortinbras

HANAKO-KUN @writingonesdreams

HANNIBAL

Abigail Hobbs @dealltheknives  

Will Graham @awritersrejections & @reds-burrow

HARRY POTTER

Harry Potter @awinterrain & @wisteria-lodge

Ron Weasley @wisteria-lodge

Ginny Weasley @awinterrain & @the-phoenix-heart

Peter Pettigrew @wisteria-lodge

Draco Malfoy @awinterrain & @the-phoenix-heart

Vernon, Petunia & Dudley Dursley @awinterrain et al.

Rubeus Hagrid @paint-the-ravenclaw

Sibyl Trelawney @paint-the-ravenclaw

Tom Riddle & Cornelius Fudge @paint-the-ravenclaw

The Weasleys @the-phoenix-heart

Gilderoy Lockheart @paint-the-ravenclaw & @wisteria-lodge

HIS DARK MATERIALS @missbrunettebarbie

HOUSE OF CARDS @sevilemar

KILLING EVE

Eve Polastri & Villanelle @idrewbedraggledbreaths

More thoughts on Eve & Villanelle @ornamental-coral

KILLJOYS @missbrunettebarbie & @starry-sky-stuff

LABYRINTH @the-phoenix-heart

More on Jareth’s sorting

THE LAST FIVE YEARS @dealltheknives

THE LAST UNICORN  @the-phoenix-heart

LES MISERABLES @everyonewasabird

THE LOCKED TOMB TRILOGY @thecottageinthedark

Ianthe & Coronabeth Tridentarius

Ortus Nigenad

LUCIFER @yoursummerfrost

MAFIA III @rottingmanifesto

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THE MENTALIST @missbrunettebarbie with @laufire

MERLIN @sarahmillie

MIRACULOUS  LADYBUG @the-phoenix-heart

Redux

MONSTERS INC. @dragonsaredorks

MR. AND MRS. SMITH @starry-sky-stuff

NAUSICAA OF THE VALLEY OF THE WIND @the-phoenix-heart

THE OLD GUARD @wisteria-lodge

ONCE UPON A TIME @starry-sky-stuff

PERSONA 4 @thecottageinthedark

PITCH PERFECT @starry-sky-stuff & @missbrunettebarbie

THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA @air-in-words

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN @wisteria-lodge

RED NOTICE @starry-sky-stuff

RIVERS OF LONDON @wisteria-lodge

SANDERS SIDES @magpie-of-a-birb

SCOOBY DOO @air-in-words

SET IT UP @starry-sky-stuff

SHANG-CHI AND THE LEGEND OF THE TEN RINGS @reds-burrow

SHERLOCK HOLMES (CONAN DOYLE) @wisteria-lodge

THE SOUND OF MUSIC @starry-sky-stuff

SPIRITED AWAY @the-phoenix-heart

STAR TREK (TOS / AOS) @wisteria-lodge

STAR TREK (DS9) @wisteria-lodge

Elim Garak

Julian Bashir

STAR TREK (LOWER DECKS) @reds-burrow

STAR WARS (PARENT SERIES) 

Emperor Palpatine @wisteria-lodge

Anakin Skywalker & Obi-wan Kenobi @wisteria-lodge

Luke Skywaker @sortinghatchats

STAR WARS (CLONE WARS) @reds-burrow

More on Rex’s sorting

STAR WARS (THE MANDALORIAN) @reds-burrow

More on Greef Karga’s sorting

STEVEN UNIVERSE @applesaps et al.

STRANGER THINGS @magratmakethetea

SUPERNATURAL

Castiel @wisteria-lodge

John, Dean & Sam Winchester @wisteria-lodge

Lucifer & Michael @wisteria-lodge

Jimmy & Claire Novak @wisteria-lodge

Ruby & Bela Talbot @laufire

Balthazar @wisteria-lodge

Meg Masters @laufire

TANZ DER VAMPIRE @herlaqueen & @niche-pastiche

TWILIGHT  @misku-nimfa & @livrelady

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY @wisteria-lodge

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES @sevilemar

V FOR VENDETTA @the-phoenix-heart & @wisteria-lodge

WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS @sevilemar & @wisteria-lodge

OC SORTING - Essence of the Equinox @nectargrapes

[fandomficsnstuff]

Witches And Wizards - 26

(Warnings: Holiday fluff! Sweet, sweet holiday fluff!)

Note: I once read parts of a fic where the reader has magic and goes back in time, meeting Merlin. I sadly can’t find it anymore. Also Fred didn’t die in this.

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It was late in the evening when most of the guests had arrived and settled down at the old Grimmauld place. After Sirius’ death it passed to Bellatrix but when she died, it was passed on to Ophelia as the closest kin. She hadn’t been in that place in what felt like eternity. She could hear the celebrations going on downstairs while she stood in front of the wall, her fingers against the tapestry, gently trailing along the tree and out to the different branches with the different faces and names. She heard approaching footsteps and when she turned, she smiled a little before looking back at the tapestry “don’t want to join the celebrations downstairs? It’s only Christmas once a year” Harry spoke as he entered the otherwise empty room and Ophelia chuckled lightly “yeah… I’m alright up here, thank you” she muttered, Harry studying her “you know-... I really think you should come downstairs, you know? Get to meet people, maybe see people you don’t expect to see” he stated carefully but she didn’t seem to catch on “why? Did you guys invite a Death Eater to a Christmas party at my house?” she asked half jokingly and Harry scoffed with brief amusement, looking down as he put his hands in his pockets “no, not quite” at his words she finally looked at him, a frown on her brows and Harry smiled softly at her “just wait” he stated before leaving, Ophelia blinking with confusion before looking back at the tapestry again.

As footsteps arrived, this time, she didn’t bother turning to see who it was “I’ll come down later, Harry, alright? I’m not up for meeting and greeting people right now” she admitted quietly, her fingers lingering over the burnt face of her uncle before trailing to the one with her father’s name under it. She studied it with a small scoff, shaking her head. “Quite the poor illustration, isn’t it?... I don’t even know what he looked like” she muttered, still thinking she was talking to Harry. “Do you think that if he knew, he’d have made some kind of-... I-I don’t know… just-... something?... I’d like to think so… I mean it’s what he tried, right? With the vault? Filling an entire Gringot’s vault with every single thing of value that he owned…” she mumbled to herself, sighing softly. “It seems like he didn’t want to leave you wanting for anything” she flinched and turned at the sound of the voice that did most definitely not belong to Harry. She both relaxed and tensed up when she saw who it was, taking a tiny step back and away from the tapestry “Professor Emrys, I didn’t know you had been invited?”

“I thought this was your house?”

“It’s in my name, yes.”

“But you don’t know who your friends invited?”

“Mrs. Weasley and Harry were kind enough to offer so I wouldn’t have to decline every person they suggested” she explained quietly but with a hint of a joking tone, Merlin nodding as he walked in, looking at the massive tapestry that was covering all the walls, the entire room one big tapestry except for the floor and ceiling. “What’s this?”

“The family Black tree… there’s uh… there’s my paternal grandmother, here,” she stepped closer and pointed to a face with a banner under it with a name and some numbers, Merlin narrowing his eyes in confusion at the numbers and she smiled when she saw him frown a little. “It’s the date of birth, the day she was born” she explained, Merlin’s cheeks and ears turning red as he nodded and Ophelia smiled a little bit more at him before looking back at the tapestry “and this is my paternal grandfather.”

“They’re all from your father’s side?”

“Yeah. My mum didn’t have a tapestry like this, this is only on the Black side of my family…”

“It-... doesn’t look like your father married… they didn’t approve, or…?”

“Both. They weren’t actually married when I was born… but he wanted to marry her… he wanted to propose to her with this ring,” she held up a finger that showed a silver ring with a blue gem in it, one she didn’t know he had seen before so many centuries ago “but he knew he probably would never have gotten the chance to, so he created a vault, a bank account when he found out that my mum was pregnant. He forfeited everything to me when I was born” she admitted quietly with a small frown, her eyes returned to the illustrated head with the name and birth date under it, woven onto the small banner under the head. “Is your name somewhere else?” he asked and looked around the room at all the faces stitched into the walls, all with names and dates of birth under them. “No… no, uh, my mum wasn’t a Pureblood witch” Ophelia stated casually, forcing a smile “I’m a Halfblood. My mum was Muggleborn and my dad was, well, a Black… one of the most Pureblood families in Britain. So my birth wasn’t really anything of note. In fact, it was quite the scandal” she admitted quietly with a small smirk of amusement, as though the thought of the other Blacks in the family squirming brought her a little joy, making Merlin smile a little “it doesn’t bother you?” he asked and she shrugged as she looked around the room “not really, no… if my dad had chosen his family over my mum and just abandoned her when she was pregnant then yeah, it would bother me, but he didn’t… he abandoned his Pureblood mania for a Muggleborn and their child. He died for it as well…” she muttered quietly, a small frown forming on her face “if anything, that’s what bothers me… and the fact that no one really knew… he was a hero and no one really knew… but my uncle told me a bit of him” she added with a grin, making Merlin smile as well “you uncle? Is he in here as well?” he asked, looking around and Ophelia chuckled, limping closer and pointing to the burnt spot next to Regulus, a smirk on her lips “his brother” she clarified, Merlin frowning and she chuckled again “he ran away when he was like fifteen or something… to another Pureblood family, the Potters, but these weren’t anything like the Black or Malfoy family… they didn’t believe in Pureblood supremacy. So he was burnt out for running away. He was sorted into Gryffindor. He became the Godfather of Harry, one of my best friends… and he became my sanctuary when my mum passed away” Ophelia retold with fondness, Merlin smiling softly at her “he sounds like quite the man.”

“He was, he took care of us… he didn’t just focus on Harry or on me, but on both of us… my mum had sent him letters while he was-... away… for fourteen years, no less… she kept him up to date on everything…”

“When you say ‘away’... do you mean Azkaban?” he asked and she turned her head to stare at him, eyes a little wide as she studied him “he didn’t do it. He didn’t kill Harry’s parents-”

“N-No, I know! I know, I just-... I didn’t want you to think you had to hide it from me” he clarified softly and Ophelia’s entire posture softened, her body relaxing, muscles easing up and she nodded hesitantly “right… sorry, I just-”

“It’s alright, you don’t have to apologise or explain or anything” he stated and she smiled softly at him, giving a weak nod “thank you…”

“You were saying?”

“Uhm… yeah, my mum sent him letters about how I was doing in school, my O.W.L.s, what I was up to each summer, how my year had been… the first thing he showed me when he met me was a picture of me and my nan… I was in her lap and she was showing me one of her books… she was a muggle and taught at a muggle school for years and years. Her specialty was mythology, specifically Greek mythology. You know, with Hercules and-”

“I’m sorry, just-... isn’t it Heracles? Isn’t ‘Hercules’ the Roman name?” he asked and he would have given up his magic willingly for the way she lit up, a grin stretching wide across her lips and her eyes lit up like the stars on a clear night with no clouds to dim or cover them “it is. Not many know that…” she admitted and he smiled softly at her “I didn’t mean to interrupt, I’m sorry-”

“Don’t be, I like that kind of interrupting” she teased and they both blushed, Merlin smirking a little as he nodded to himself “why don’t we go downstairs so you can sit down? Standing for so long has to hurt your leg, doesn’t it?... I wouldn’t mind hearing more about your nan, if it’s okay” he suggested and she nodded without thinking. Merlin moved to the right side of her, taking her cane and hand and helped her downstairs. When she showed up, pretty much everyone but Harry was surprised. She had been up there for most of the evening, which meant a few hours, refusing a chair of any kind, refusing any type of food and drink, just wanting to be left alone. Then this man shows up, has 15 minutes with her and suddenly she’s downstairs, being placed on a sofa by him before leaving her to fetch something to drink, a smile on her lips. Soon he returned with a small glass of Fire Whiskey, which made Fred and George pay particular interest to the two of them. Merlin sat down next to her and she smiled, taking a sip of the glass “so, did your nan have any favourites in Greek Mythology?”

“Actually, yes. The trials of Heracles. I honestly just think it’s because people kept getting a few things wrong so she loved to know that she knew the true events” she admitted, Merlin smirking a little “the one where the Hydra wasn’t counted by the king as a labour because his nephew helped?” he asked and once again, like in the tapestry room, her eyes lit up and lips parted in a beautiful grin as she nodded “it is! And that his name wasn’t Hercules, but instead Heracles” she added with a smirk as she took a sip of the Fire Whiskey, Merlin smiling back at her as he took a sip as well.

The rest of the night went on like that; the two of them talking and chatting about everything and anything. Her smile was unlike any that the others had seen in a while, her eyes sparkling whenever he made her laugh, her posture was relaxed and natural instead of stiff and tense and Harry would bet a million Galleons that her leg didn’t hurt as much as it used to, simply because she wasn’t thinking about it when she sat there with Merlin, laughing and talking as they were both on their second glass of Fire Whiskey, the both of them clearly not needing the alcohol to get along, it came natural to the both of them. At one point Merlin had gotten up to go get them some food, returning with two plates, one for himself and one for Ophelia, filled with her favourites. Harry couldn’t help but smile at the two of them, a look of pure content in her eyes, one he could scarcely remember ever seeing. He saw it in her eyes when she found out that Sirius was her uncle, her last tie to her father. He remembered that light in her eyes as she waved goodbye to them at the end of summer to head home, since her mum apparently wasn’t there to pick her up as usual. That was the last time he saw that kind of content joy in her eyes. Yet here she sat, her eyes gleaming with utter contentment and happiness as she talked with a man she’d scarcely known a full year, as though they’d known each other for years. He also noticed how close they sat. After Jaime, she had barely let anyone touch her, not even for a hug and when she allowed it, she was as stiff as a board, not hugging anyone back, yet they sat almost thigh against thigh, talking and talking and talking endlessly as they both enjoyed each other’s company.

“Merlin’s Beard, it’s getting late” she muttered mindlessly as she looked at the clock above the doorway, a large grin breaking out over her face as she looked down when she realised the expression she’d used “sorry, force of habit” she muttered and Merlin just smiled at her lovingly “it’s more of a stubble really” he joked and she laughed, a genuine, real laugh, as she looked at him, shrugging “no, no I’d call it a beard. A short one, yes, but still a beard” she encouraged with a smirk, her cheeks turning red as she looked away “you know... if you don’t want to travel home this late, there’s quite a lot of rooms here… I could have Kreacher prepare one for you, if you want. You’re more than welcome to stay” she stated softly and shyly, Merlin’s heart soaring above with utter delight and adoration “I’d love to, thank you” he nodded and she smiled, standing up using her cane. At least she intended to. Merlin stood up immediately and supported her, making her smile, her cheeks once again growing hot as she let him help her “thank you” she muttered before leaning on her cane, clearing her throat. “Kreacher?” she called out loudly, the house-elf apparating in front of them and he scowled at Merlin before looking at Ophelia “yes, Mistress?” he asked as he bowed his head and she smiled softly “would you kindly prepare a room for my guest? He’s staying the night. Prepare the room closest to mine” she stated with confidence despite how red her cheeks had gotten and Kreacher bowed his head deeply again before nodding “of course, Mistress” he muttered before apparating out of sight once more. Ophelia turned to shyly smile at Merlin “I hope that wasn’t too forward?...”

“Most definitely not. It’s practical, having you so close, just in case I get lost” he joked lightly and she grinned and nodded as she laughed. “And don’t mind Kreacher. Ever since Mrs. Black died and I arrived and told him who my dad was; he’s practically been attached to me at the hip, and I inherited him from my uncle. Harry tells me he was devastated when I-... when I was away… and since I woke up and spent my time at Hogwarts… He’s served the Black family for years now, ever since my uncle and dad were kids, and probably before that. While I was ‘away’ this whole place, Kreacher included, was Harry’s… I have a will that lists him as sort of my heir, since I’m not married or have children” she explained as she walked with him towards the stairs, giving Harry a soft smile, mouthing ‘goodnight’. He’d have to go home soon, Ginny had left a while ago to get some rest, which she desperately needed with an eight month baby bump. “Are you alright to go up the stairs?” Merlin asked softly and Ophelia smiled at him, nodding “I’m alright. If I can go up and come down once, I can go up a second time” she half-joked, smirking at Merlin before beginning to ascend, gritting her teeth, but she made it without fuss, clearing her throat awkwardly “I’ve had Kreacher move my room and things down to this floor, so I don’t have to fight my way up all of the stairs” she admitted and Merlin smiled at her. There was a quick sound of rushing air and the sound of someone appearing, both of them turning to Kreacher who scowled at Merlin, making Ophelia frown “Kreacher” she greeted, her voice a warning in itself and he bowed his head at her “the room’s ready, Mistress” he announced and Ophelia nodded. “Thank you, Kreacher, I’ll show Merlin his room. See Harry off, will you? Then please fetch me a vial of watered down Sleeping Draught from the cabinet in the kitchen by the brewing station, just place it on the nightstand in my room” she ordered in an even yet gentle tone and Kreacher apparated out of sight, Ophelia nodding Merlin down the hallway with her. “Sorry again about him. He shouldn’t look at you that way” she muttered as she led him to the room, opening the door and walking inside to show him the large room with the double bed “it’s alright. He seems to like you quite a lot, though” Merlin pointed out as he examined the room and Ophelia laughed quietly “my father supposedly treated him with great kindness. He remembers that, I suppose” she stated with a fond smile, looking at Merlin as he turned to face her. “I’ll be down the hall if you need anything. It’s the second room on your right, past the bathroom” she informed, smiling brightly at Merlin.

“Goodnight, Professor Emrys… oh and if you hear Kreacher talking to someone, it’s just a portrait of my grandmother, try not to mind it, Professor Emrys” she stated with a smirk, Merlin bowed his head theatrically “I’ll certainly try, and a goodnight to you too, Professor Black” he said and she giggled lightly, shaking her head before leaving the room, closing the door after her and he could hear her limp her way down the hallway, the sound of a door creaking open and then shutting.

[a-star-is-here]

Sketch for a new oil painting 🤭

[citrusdarling7]

Tophelia (part 2)

summary- a smutty excerpt from my tom riddle x oc book, which you can find here (wattpad) or here (ao3)

warnings- smut, swearing, degrading, spoilers for My Riddle to Solve, shower sex

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“Fine. Could I use your shower? The graveyard dirt is still caked to my skin, and there’s most definitely some blood on my hands.” Tom slumped down into one of his chairs and lit a cigarette.

“There’s spare towels under the sink, as well as unopened bars of soap,” he told me. I kicked off my boots and hung my coat next to his before heading into the bathroom. His was a lot larger than mine; one of the many benefits of being a Prefect. I stripped out of my dirty clothes and stepped under the hot water. My body let out a sigh of relief as the first stream of droplets hit my skin.

The brand of soap Tom had smelled like cedar and pine. It was a comforting scent, albeit a bit sharp. I was so distracted by my own thoughts that I didn’t notice the door open. Tom cleared his throat, causing me to jump. The shower curtain was pulled shut, so neither of us could really see each other.

“Tom, is something wrong? Did Adelaide wake up?” My voice was shaky, which he took in as a concern.

“Hanson is fine. May I join you?” My mind blanked for a moment. Was he really asking to shower with me? I didn’t care if he saw me naked, but this seemed strangely intimate.

“Alright.”

Riddle undressed himself quickly before peeling back the shower curtain and stepping inside. The lighting in the bathroom was dim, but I was still able to see his body in all of its glory. His chest muscles were intricately sculpted like those of a statue’s. The water from the showerhead trickled down him as he tilted his head backwards and sighed. Tom’s hands made their way to the sides of my hips.

“You’re very stressed. Tell me why,” he demanded in a soft voice.

“How could I not be? I just witnessed my best friend’s possession,” I scoffed. Tom abruptly pulled my body closer to his. His cock pressed against my stomach and his lips lowered to my neck. My eyelids fluttered shut as he began to kiss me gently.

“It’s something more than that. What’s on your mind?” His warm breath on my skin sent shivers down my spine.

“You don’t want to hear about my worries,” I said. Tom’s kisses trailed down to my clavicle as his fingers lightly traced my thighs.

“Mmh, I do. Indulge me with your thoughts.” His pace became more fervent, running his lips, teeth, and tongue across my collarbones.

“I-” my voice wavered at a sudden kiss against the nape of my neck. Tom’s lips were so warm and wonderful, driving me insane with every movement he made.

“Ophelia, be a good girl and talk to me.” The water from the shower head was being blocked by his figure, meaning that his hands and mouth were my only source of warmth. I wasn’t sure why Tom even cared about my worries, but as long as he was willing to keep kissing me, I was willing to divulge them.

“I’m worried. About Raymond, my cousin, the twins, Adelaide, and even you. Things have been different as of late.” The words tumbled past my lips in short breaths.

“What do you mean by that, my darling?” One of his hands snaked in between my thighs.

“Everything is just so hectic. I feel as if we are on the brink of war, concerning Grindelwald and his massive hordes of supporters. I want to protect everyone that I care about, but that is impossible seeing as I can barely protect myself.” Two fingers brushed against my core, causing my breath to hitch. Although Tom’s lips remained on my neck, I could practically feel him smirking.

“Keep talking. Tell me about your friends. Why are you worried for them?” Fingers stroked my folds slowly, eliciting me to tell him more.

“Raymond’s family is so hard on him, and his relationship with-” I almost let Abraxas’ name slip, my mind preoccupied with my current situation, “-Sarah is complicated to say the least. Adelaide is distant, Joslyn is constantly busy, and— fuck, do that again!” His thumb had pressed down onto my clit, causing pleasure to course through my legs and my back to arch against the wall.

“Tell me more, and I might let you come,” he offered with a delightful kiss beneath my jawline. My head fell back against the shower wall as one of his fingers entered me. Riddle was so damn good at this.

“My mother practically despises me, my father is completely corrupt, and the extended family thinks I am a disgrace,” I stuttered. His middle finger joined the first one, thrusting up inside of me with the perfect amount of pleasure as his thumb rubbed circles on my clit. Riddle’s wet curls tickled my neck as he kissed it.

“You take my fingers so well, don’t you?” I tried to speak, but all that came out of my mouth was a whimper. “Don’t stop now. You were being such a good girl for me,” he taunted.

“I- I hate feeling like I don’t- like I don’t know anything, and-” A particularly rough movement of his thumb left me gasping for breath. “Tom, I can’t-” The dark-haired boy tsked in amusement as his hand pulled away from my throbbing cunt.

“What a shame. I would have loved watching you climax around my hand.” He took a step backwards as I sighed in frustration.

“Please, Tom. You can’t just tease me like that,” I begged. He paid no attention to my pleas, opting to stand under the showerhead and act as if I didn’t exist. “Fine, I’ll just get myself off.”

I watched his shoulders stiffen at my suggestion. Riddle quickly spun around and pushed me against the shower wall. He debated the prospect for a moment, not sure if watching me touch myself would be worth allowing me to undermine him.

“You will do no such thing. I want to fuck you, on my bed this time. Would you like that, Ophelia?” I nodded, but that was not good enough for him. “Use your words.”

“Yes. I would.”

In what felt like a blur, Riddle waved his hand to turn off the shower, hoisted me up by the underside of my thighs, and carried me out of the bathroom. I was roughly tossed onto the bed, his fingernails leaving crescent-shaped marks on my skin. His duvet was made of a soft black fabric that felt like heaven against my body. The two of us were still sopping wet from the shower, but I suppose Tom didn’t care. He noticed my shivering and quickly conjured up a fire in his fireplace.

He kissed me feverently, his tongue pushing its way into my mouth as my hands grasped at his curls. Skin against skin, I wrapped a leg around his in an attempt to close the gap between us. Heat pooled in my stomach as his lips made their way to my left nipple, sucking at pulling at it with his teeth. His fingers began to play with the right one, causing me to cry out in pleasure.

His kisses trailed down my chest and stomach, continuing lower until he stopped to glance up at me.

“I want to taste your pretty cunt. Can you manage to stay quiet if I do so? Lestrange’s room is to the left of mine,” he warned. The others were without a doubt still awake, and they most definitely did not want to hear me chanting Riddle’s name like a prayer.

“I’ll try my best,” I promised him.

“Good girl. Lie back and let me take care of you.” Tom smirked and pressed a quick kiss against my cheek before moving to kneel in front of the bed. He tugged at my hips to slide me forwards before lifting my legs over his shoulders. He kissed at my inner thighs for a few moments, wanting to tease me as much as he could. The first stroke of his tongue set my entire body ablaze.

His mouth against my heat was quite possibly the most pleasurable thing I had ever experienced. Tom gripped my thighs tightly as he ran his tongue across my folds. I bit down on my lip in a fruitless attempt to silence the moans he was eliciting from me. Dark eyes stared up at me as teeth and tongue wrapped themselves around my clit. My hands desperately clung to the duvet as his wet curls tickled my skin. The sensations I was feeling were so incredibly overwhelming that my hips involuntarily twitched and my legs started to shake. Merlin, why hadn’t I gotten with Riddle sooner?

“Keep still,” he demanded, his words sending vibrations up my core. One of his hands pressed against my lower stomach as the other one warningly slapped my thigh.

“Tom. Don’t stop.” I was rapidly approaching my climax, and the boy currently knelt in front of me also knew that. He abruptly pulled away, causing me to let out a frustrated sigh. However, my disappointment was short-lived. Tom quickly joined me on his bed, positioning himself above me. His cock was so painfully hard that I could see a vein throbbing. Strong hands pinned my arms above my head as he pushed into me with a sudden thrust.

The pace Riddle set was one of extreme speed and intensity. He fucked me so well; the tip of his cock brushed against a sensitive spot inside of me with every movement. My moans and whimpers increased in volume, prompting him to release my arms and clamp one of his hands over my mouth.

“Such a slut for me, aren’t you darling?” Tom’s pupils were blown with lust and his lips were swollen from intense kisses. Every thrust had me clenching around him; I was once again nearing my high. Tom brought his mouth to mine, muffling my moans with a rough kiss. I came around him with a cry; eyes rolled back into my head as pleasure coursed through my veins.

As I came down from my climax, my hands tightly gripped Tom’s shoulders, nails digging into his pale skin. I was painfully sensitive, so much so that sharp pain mixed with every bit of pleasure I was receiving.

When Tom finally reached his orgasm, he buried his face in my neck and stroked the side of my hip with his fingers. His jugular vein tensed as he murmured a stream of praises and swear words. After a few moments of soft kisses and gentle touches, he pulled away from me and went to retrieve his clothes from the bathroom.

“You clearly had a lot of pent-up frustration,” Tom teased as he examined his upper back in the mirror, which was littered with hot red crescent-shaped nail marks. A few of them streaked down his skin in long scratches.

[starry-sky-stuff]

Sortinghatschats Comparison with MBTI and Enneagram - List Pt 1

Based on a post by @arisruby I decided to compare the sortinghatchats system with MBTI and enneagram types and see if there's any correlation. The summary post is here and the analysis post is here.

For the full list of sortings and MBTI types see under the cut. Since it was very long the list of sortings and enneagrams is here.

Key:

LP = Lion Primary

BiP = Bird Primary

SP = Snake Primary

BaP = Badger Primary

LS = Lion Secondary

SS = Snake Secondary

BiS = Bird Secondary

BaS = Badger Secondary

If you want to learn more about the sortinghatchats systems check out @sortinghatchats and @wisteria-lodge.

Credit:

MBTI and Enneagram: @funkymbtifiction

Sortinghatchats: @sortinghatchats, @wisteria-lodge, @the-phoenix-heart, @missbrunettebarbie, @montmarayroyal, @persefoneshalott, @awinterrain, @everyonewasabird, @yoursummerfrost, @reds-burrow, @dragonsaredorks,

MBTI

ENJF:

Aleskander Kirigan 3w4 Shadow & Bone — Badger/Badger

Bonnie Bennett 2w1 The Vampire Diaries — Lion/Lion

Carlisle Cullen 9w1 The Twilight Saga — Badger/Badger

Charles Xavier 2w1 X-Men — Badger/Badger

Emma Woodhouse 2w3 Emma (2016) — Lion/Lion

Jasmine 2w1 Aladdin — Lion/Snake

Loki 4w3 The Avengers — Snake/Bird

Maggie Vera 3w2 Charmed — Badger/Badger

Marcel Gerard 3w2 The Originals — Lion/Badger

Marisa Coulter 3w2 The Golden Compass — Snake/Snake

Morgana Pendragon 4w3 Merlin — Snake/Snake

Regina Mills 2w3 Once Upon a Time — Snake/Bird

Linda Martin - Lucifer — Bird/Bird

LP: 4

BiP: 1

SP: 4

BaP: 4

LS: 2

SS: 3

BiS: 3

BaS: 5

Badger/Badger = 4

Lion/Lion = 2

Snake/Bird = 2

Snake/Snake = 2

Lion/Badger = 1

Lion/Snake = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

ESFJ:

Alice Cullen 2w3 The Twilight Saga — Snake/Bird

Mr. Bingley 9w1 Pride & Prejudice — Badger/Badger

Boromir 2w3 The Lord of the Rings — Snake/Lion

Clark Kent 2w1 Smallville — Snake/Snake

Cora Crawley 9w1 Downton Abbey — Snake/Bird

Daphne Bridgerton 2w1 Bridgerton — Badger/Snake

Emily Gilmore 2w3 Gilmore Girls — Lion/Lion

Esme Cullen 2w1 The Twilight Saga — Snake/Badger

Gertrude 3w2 Ophelia so — Snake/Lion

George Knightley 1w2 Emma — Snake/Badger

Georgiana 3w2 The Great — Snake/Snake

Guenevere Pendragon 2w1 Merlin — Badger/Badger

Margaery Tyrell 2w3 Game of Thrones — Snake/Badger

Nate Archibald 9w1 Gossip Girl — Badger/Lion

Peeta Mellark 9w1 The Hunger Games — Snake/Badger

Peter Pevensie 2w3 The Chronicles of Narnia — Badger/Lion

Sam Gamgee 2w1 The Lord of the Rings — Snake/Badger

Sam Wilson 2w1 The Falcon and the Winter Soldier — Badger/Lion

Molly Weasley 2w3 — Snake/Lion

LP: 1

BiP: 0

SP: 12

BaP: 6

LS: 7

SS: 3

BiS: 2

BaS: 7

Snake/Badger = 5

Snake/Lion = 3

Snake/Bird = 2

Badger/Badger = 2

Snake/Snake = 2

Badger/Lion = 2

Badger/Snake = 1

Lion/Lion = 1

Fe:

LP: 6

BiP: 1

SP: 15

BaP: 10

LS: 9

SS: 6

BiS: 5

BaS: 12

Badger/Badger = 6

Snake/Badger = 5

Snake/Bird = 4

Snake/Snake = 4

Lion/Lion = 3

Snake/Lion = 3

Badger/Lion = 2

Lion/Badger = 1

Badger/Snake = 1

Lion/Snake = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

INFJ:

Aaron Burr 9w1 Hamilton — Snake/Snake

Albus Dumbledore 1w9 Harry Potter — Lion/Snake

Drusilla 9w1 Buffy the Vampire Slayer — Lion/Snake

Faramir 9w1 The Lord of the Rings — Bird/Bird

Galadriel 1w9 The Lord of the Rings — Snake/Lion

Gandalf 6w7 The Lord of the Rings — Bird/Bird

Obi-Wan Kenobi 5w6 Star Wars — Badger/Snake

Varys 5w6 Game of Thrones — Snake/Snake

Charlotte Richards - Lucifer — Snake/Lion

LP: 2

BiP: 2

SP: 4

BaP: 1

LS: 2

SS: 5

BiS:1

BaS: 0

Snake/Snake = 2

Lion/Snake = 2

Bird/Bird = 2

Snake/Lion = 2

Badger/Snake = 1

INTJ:

Alec Hardy 5w6 Broadchurch — Snake/Bird

Brandon Stark 5w4 Game of Thrones — Bird/Badger

Mr. Darcy 5w4 Pride & Prejudice — Snake/Badger

Elphaba Thropp 4w5 sp/sx Wicked! — Lion/Lion

Elrond 1w2 The Lord of the Rings — Bird/Bird

Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto 6w5 X-Men — Lion/Lion

Mr. Gold / Rumple 5w4 Once Upon a Time — Snake/Bird

Michael Corleone 5w6 The Godfather — Badger/Bird

Mycroft Holmes 5w4 The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes — Lion/Bird

Petyr Baelish 3w4 Game of Thrones — Snake/Snake

Tom Riddle 3w4 Harry Potter — Lion/Bird

Victor Frankenstein 5w4 Victor Frankenstein — Bird/Bird

LP: 4

BiP: 2

SP: 4

BaP: 1

LS: 2

SS: 1

BiS: 7

BaS: 2

Snake/Bird = 2

Lion/Lion = 2

Bird/Bird = 2

Lion/Bird = 2

Bird/Badger = 1

Snake/Badger = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Snake/Snake = 1

Ni:

LP: 6

BiP: 4

SP: 8

BaP: 2

LS: 4

SS: 6

BiS: 8

BaS: 2

Bird/Bird = 4

Snake/Snake = 3

Lion/Snake = 2

Snake/Bird = 2

Lion/Lion = 2

Lion/Bird = 2

Snake/Lion = 2

Badger/Snake = 1

Bird/Badger = 1

Snake/Badger = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

ENTJ:

Alexander Hamilton 8w7 Hamilton — Snake/Lion

Denethor 3w4 The Lord of the Rings — Snake/Bird

Gale Hawthorne 8w9 The Hunger Games — Lion/Lion

Gerard Argent 8w9 Teen Wolf — Lion/Bird

Kaz Brekker 8w9 Shadow & Bone — Snake/Snake

Leia Organa 8w9 Star Wars — Lion/Lion

Lynette Scavo 8w9 Desperate Housewives — Snake/Snake

Mary Crawley 3w4 Downton Abbey — Snake/Snake

Palpatine 3w4 Star Wars — Snake/Bird

LP: 3

BiP: 0

SP: 6

BaP: 0

LS: 3

SS: 3

BiS: 3

BaS: 0

Snake/Snake = 3

Snake/Bird = 2

Snake/Lion - 1

Lion/Lion = 1

Lion/Bird = 1

ESTJ:

Adora Belle Dearheart 8w9 Going Postal — Snake/Snake

Angelica Schulyer 8w7 Hamilton — Snake/Snake

Anthony Bridgerton 1w2 Bridgerton — Badger/Lion

Blair Waldorf 3w4 Gossip Girl — Snake/Badger

Bree Van De Kamp 1w2 Desperate Housewives — Badger/Bird

Cersei Lannister 8w9 Game of Thrones — Snake/Lion

Cordelia Chase 3w2 Buffy the Vampire Slayer — Lion/Lion

Donna Noble 8w7 Doctor Who — Lion/Lion

Éomer 8w9 The Lord of the Rings — Lion/Lion

Hector Barbossa 8w7 The Pirates of the Caribbean — Snake/Badger

Hermione Granger 1w2 Harry Potter — Lion/Bird

James Norrington 3w2 The Pirates of the Caribbean — Bird/Badger

Lydia Martin 3w2 Teen Wolf — Bird/Bird

Marial 8w9 The Great — Snake/Lion

Paris Gellar 3w2 Gilmore Girls — Lion/Lion

Percy Weasley 3w2 Harry Potter — Lion/Bird

Tywin Lannister 8w9 Game of Thrones — Lion/Bird

Victoria Argent 8w9 Teen Wolf — Lion/Lion

Violet Crawley 6w5 Downton Abbey — Snake/Snake

Mazikeen Smith 8w7 Lucifer — Snake/Lion

LP: 8

BiP: 2

SP: 8

BaP: 2

LS: 9

SS: 3

BiS: 5

BaS: 3

Lion/Lion = 5

Snake/Snake = 3

Lion/Bird = 3

Snake/Lion = 3

Snake/Badger = 2

Badger/Lion = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Bird/Badger = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

Te:

LP: 11

BiP: 2

SP: 14

BaP: 2

LS: 12

SS: 6

BiS: 8

BaS: 3

Snake/Snake = 6

Lion/Lion = 6

Snake/Lion = 4

Lion/Bird = 4

Snake/Badger = 2

Snake/Bird = 2

Badger/Lion = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Bird/Badger = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

ENFP:

Catherine the Great 3w2 The Great — Lion/Bird

Elizabeth Bennet 7w6 Pride & Prejudice — Snake/Lion

Henry Mills 7w6 Once Upon a Time — Lion/Lion

Lorelai Gilmore 7w6 Gilmore Girls — Lion/Snake

Samwell Tarly 9w1 Game of Thrones — Bird/Bird

Tenth Doctor 7w8 Doctor Who — Lion/Lion

Veronica Mars cp 6w7 Veronica Mars — Badger/Snake

George Weasley 7w6 — Snake/Bird

LP: 4

BiP: 1

SP: 2

BaP: 1

LS: 3

SS: 2

BiS: 2

BaS: 0

Lion/Lion = 2

Lion/Bird = 1

Snake/Lion = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

Badger/Snake = 1

Snake/Bird = 1

ENTP:

Darcy Lewis 7w6 WandaVision — Bird/Lion

Eleven 7w6 Doctor Who — Snake/Snake

Jonathan Carnahan 7w6 The Mummy — Bird/Snake

Lyra 7w8 The Golden Compass — Lion/Snake

Merry Brandybuck 7w6 The Lord of the Rings — Badger/Bird

Moist von Lipwig 7w6 Going Postal — Snake/Snake

Stiles Stilinksi 6w7 Teen Wolf — Snake/Bird

Tyrion Lannister 7w6 Game of Thrones — Bird/Snake

Fred Weasley 7w8 — Lion/Snake

Ella Lopez - Lucifer — Badger/Badger

LP: 2

BiP: 3

SP: 3

BaP: 2

LS: 1

SS: 6

BiS: 2

BaS: 2

Snake/Snake = 2

Bird/Snake = 2

Bird/Lion = 1

Lion/Snake = 2

Badger/Bird = 1

Snake/Bird = 1

Badger/Badger = 1

Ne:

LP: 6

BiP: 4

SP: 5

BaP: 3

LS: 4

SS: 8

BiS: 4

BaS: 1

Lion/Lion = 2

Snake/Snake = 2

Bird/Snake = 2

Lion/Snake = 2

Snake/Bird = 2

Lion/Bird - 1

Snake/Lion = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

Badger/Snake = 1

Bird/Lion = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Badger/Badger = 1

INFP:

Frodo Baggins 9w1 The Lord of the Rings — Bird/Snake

Hamlet 6w7 Hamlet — Bird/Lion

Hamlet 6w7 Ophelia — Bird/Lion

Lucy Pevensie 9w1 The Chronicles of Narnia — Lion/Badger

Matthew Crawley 1w2 Downton Abbey — Bird/Bird

Susan Mayer 6w7 Desperate Housewives — Snake/Lion

Sybil Crawley 9w8 Downton Abbey — Badger/Lion

Wanda Maximoff 9w8 WandaVision — Snake/Lion

LP: 1

BiP: 4

SP: 2

BaP: 1

LS: 5

SS: 1

BiS: 1

BaS: 1

Bird/Lion = 2

Snake/Lion = 2

Bird/Snake = 1

Lion/Badger = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

Badger/Lion = 1

ISFP:

Alina Starkov 6w7 Shadow & Bone — Snake/Lion

Bella Swan 9w8 The Twilight Saga — Snake/Bird

Dean Forester 6w7 Gilmore Girls — Snake/Badger

Edith Crawley 4w3 Downton Abbey — Bird/Badger

Edmund Pevensie 4w3 The Chronicles of Narnia — Bird/Snake

Éowyn cp6w7 The Lord of the Rings — Snake/Lion

Fantine 9w1 Les Miserables — Snake/Lion

Gregor 9w8 The Great — Snake/Lion

Harry Potter 9w8 Harry Potter — Bird/Lion

Hope Mikaelson 2w1 Legacies / The Originals — Snake/Lion

Inej Ghafa 9w8 Shadow & Bone — Bird/Bird

Jess Marino 4w5 Gilmore Girls — Bird/Snake

Jon Snow 6w5 Game of Thrones — Lion/Lion

Logan Echolls 7wcp6 Veronica Mars — Snake/Lion

Luke Skywalker 1w2 Star Wars — Bird/Lion

Mary Margaret Blanchard 2w1 Once Upon a Time — Badger/Lion

Rosalie Hale 4w3 The Twilight Saga — Snake/Lion

Scott McCall 2w1 Teen Wolf — Badger/Badger

William Turner 1w9 The Pirates of the Caribbean — Badger/Lion

LP: 1

BiP: 6

SP: 9

BaP: 3

LS: 12

SS: 2

BiS: 2

BaS: 3

Snake/Lion = 7

Bird/Snake = 2

Bird/Lion = 2

Bager/Lion = 2

Snake/Bird = 1

Snake/Badger = 1

Bird/Badger = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

Badger/Badger = 1

Fi:

LP: 2

BiP: 10

SP: 11

BaP: 4

LS: 17

SS: 3

BiS: 3

BaS: 4

Snake/Lion = 9

Bird/Lion = 4

Bird/Snake = 3

Badger/Lion = 3

Bird/Bird = 2

Lion/Badger = 1

Snake/Bird = 1

Snake/Badger = 1

Bird/Badger = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

Badger/Badger = 1

ESFP:

Amelia Pond 7w8 Doctor Who — Lion/Lion

Anakin Skywalker cp6w7 Star Wars — Snake/Lion

Arya Stark cp6w7 Game of Thrones — Snake/Lion

Elizabeth Swann 8w7 The Pirates of the Caribbean — Lion/Snake

Imhotep 8w9 The Mummy — Snake/Bird

Jaime Lannister 9w8 Game of Thrones — Lion/Snake

Jasmine 9w8 Aladdin (2019) — Lion/Snake

Jesper Fahey 7w6 Shadow & Bone — Snake/Snake

Joffrey Baratheon 3w2 Game of Thrones — Lion/Lion

Mel Vera 8w7 Charmed — Lion/Lion

Pippin Took 7w6 The Lord of the Rings — Lion/Snake

Robb Sark 1w2 Game of Thrones — Badger/Lion

Ron Weasley 4w3 Harry Potter — Lion/Lion

Rose Tyler 7w8 Doctor Who — Snake/Lion

Serena Van Der Woodsen 7w8 Gossip Girl — Bird/Lion

Sirius Black 7w8 Harry Potter — Lion/Lion

Tony Stark 7w8 Avengers — Snake/Lion

Xander Harris 6w7 Buffy the Vampire Slayer — Lion/Badger

Yelena Belova 8w7 Black Widow — Snake/Lion

Eve 7w6 Lucifer — Lion/Badger

LP: 11

BiP: 1

SP: 7

BaP: 1

LS: 12

SS: 5

BiS: 1

BaS: 2

Lion/Lion = 5

Snake/Lion = 5

Lion/Snake = 4

Lion/Badger = 2

Snake/Snake = 1

Badger/Lion = 1

Bird/Lion = 1

ESTP:

Aladdin 9w8 Aladdin (2019) — Snake/Snake

Chuck Bass 8w7 Gossip Girl — Snake/Bird

Dean Winchester 8w7 Supernatural — Badger/Bird

Draco Malfoy 3w4 Harry Potter — Badger/Snake

Emmett Cullen 7w8 The Twilight Saga — Badger/Lion

Gabrielle Solis 7w8 Desperate Housewives — Bird/Snake

Ginny Weasley 8w7 Harry Potter — Snake/Lion

Han Solo 7w8 Star Wars — Snake/Lion

Jack Sparrow 7w6 Pirates of the Caribbean — Lion/Snake

Jackson Whittemore 3w4 Teen Wolf — Bird/Lion

Kate Argent 8w7 Teen Wolf — Lion/Snake

Malyen Oretsev 6w7 Shadow & Bone — Snake/Badger

Napoleon Solo 3w2 The Man From UNCLE — Lion/Snake

Peter 7w8 The Great — Snake/Lion

Rhett Butler 7w8 Gone With the Wind — Lion/Snake

Rick O’Connell 7w8 The Mummy — Snake/Lion

Scarlett O’Hara 3w2 Gone With the Wind — Snake/Lion

Scott Lang 7w6 Ant Man & the Wasp — Snake/Bird

Selena Kyle 7w6 The Dark Knight Trilogy — Badger/Snake

Thor 7w8 The Avengers — Lion/Lion

Ygritte cp6w7 Game of Thrones — Badger/Lion

Ginny Weasley 8w7 — Snake/Lio

Jacob Black 6w7 Twilight — Snake/Lion

James Kirk 7w8 Star Trek — Lion/Snake

Lucifer Morningstar 7w8 Lucifer — Badger/Snake

LP: 6

BiP: 2

SP: 10

BaP: 6

LS: 10

SS: 10

BiS: 3

BaS: 1

Snake/Lion = 6

Lion/Snake = 5

Snake/Bird = 2

Badger/Lion = 2

Badger/Snake = 2

Snake/Snake = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Bird/Snake = 1

Se:

LP: 17

BiP: 3

SP: 17

BaP: 7

LS: 22

SS: 15

BiS: 4

BaS: 3

Snake/Lion = 11

Lion/Snake = 9

Lion/Lion = 5

Badger/Lion = 3

Snake/Bird = 2

Badger/Snake = 2

Lion/Badger = 2

Snake/Snake = 1

Bird/Lion = 1

Snake/Snake = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Bird/Snake = 1

INTP:

Luna Lovegood 9w1 Harry Potter — Bird/Badger

Macy Vaugn 6w5 Charmed — Bird/Bird

Milena 5w6 Black Widow — Bird/Bird

Milo J. Thatch 5w6 Atlantis: The Lost Empire — Bird/Bird

Twelve 5w4 Doctor Who — Snake/Bird

Vision 9w1 WandaVision — Badger/Bird

Arthur Weasley 9w8 — Lion/Bird

LP: 1

BiP: 4

SP: 1

BaP: 1

LS: 0

SS: 0

BiS: 6

BaS: 1

Bird/Bird = 3

Bird/Badger = 1

Snake/Bird = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Lion/Bird = 1

ISTP:

Bucky Barnes 6w7 The Falcon and the Winter Soldier — Bird/Bird

Dan Humphrey 5w4 Gossip Girl — Lion/Badger

Derek Hale 8w9 Teen Wolf — Snake/Bird

Emma Swann cp6w5 Once Upon a Time — Snake/Lion

Evie Carnahan 5w4 The Mummy — Bird/Lion

Gaby 7w8 The Man From UNCLE — Lion/Bird

Jasper Hale 9w1 The Twilight Saga — Snake/Badger

Montgomery Scott 6w7 Star Trek (New) — Bird/Snake

Mulan 6w7 Mulan — Lion/Bird

Natasha Romanoff cp6w5 Black Widow — Badger/Snake

Nick Burkhardt 9w1 Grimm — Bird/Lion

Sherlock Holmes 5w4 The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes — Badger/Snake

Spike 7w8 Angel / Buffy the Vampire Slayer — Snake/Snake

LP: 3

BiP: 4

SP: 4

BaP: 2

LS: 3

SS: 4

BiS: 4

BaS: 2

Bird/Lion = 2

Lion/Bird = 2

Badger/Snake = 2

Bird/Bird = 1

Lion/Badger = 1

Snake/Bird = 1

Snake/Lion = 1

Snake/Badger = 1

Bird/Snake = 1

Snake/Snake = 1

Ti:

LP: 4

BiP: 8

SP: 5

BaP: 3

LS: 3

SS: 4

BiS: 10

BaS: 3

Bird/Bird = 4

Lion/Bird = 3

Snake/Bird = 2

Bird/Lion = 2

Badger/Snake = 2

Bird/Badger = 1

Badger/Bird = 1

Lion/Badger = 1

Snake/Lion = 1

Snake/Badger = 1

Bird/Snake = 1

Snake/Snake = 1

ISFJ:

Adalind Schade 6w7 Grimm — Snake/Snake

Allison Argent 6w7 Teen Wolf — Bird/Lion

C-3PO 6w7 Star Wars — Bird/Bird

Cosette 2w3 Les Miserables — Lion/Snake

Edward Cullen 6w5 The Twilight Saga — Snake/Snake

Eliza Schuyler Hamilton 2w1 Hamilton — Snake/Badger

Jane Bennet 9w1 Pride & Prejudice — Badger/Badger

Melanie Wilkes 9w1 Gone With the Wind — Badger/Snake

Neville Longbottom 6w5 Harry Potter — Lion/Badger

Padme Amidala 2w1 Star Wars — Lion/Snake

Peter Pettigrew 6w7 Harry Potter — Lion/Badger

Robert Crawley 2w1 Downton Abbey — Bird/Badger

Rory Gilmore 9w1 Gilmore Girls — Bird/Bird

Steve Rogers 1w2 Avengers — Lion/Badger

LP: 5

BiP: 4

SP: 3

BaP: 2

LS: 1

SS: 5

BiS: 2

BaS: 6

Lion/Badger = 3

Snake/Snake = 2

Bird/Bird = 2

Lion/Snake = 2

Snake/Badger = 2

Bird/Lion = 1

Badger/Badger = 1

Badger/Snake = 1

Bird/Badger = 1

ISTJ:

Aragorn 6w5 The Lord of the Rings — Snake/Lion

Brienne of Tarth 6w5 Game of Thrones — Badger/Lion

Catelyn Stark 1w2 Game of Thrones — Snake/Badger

Chris Argent 1w9 Teen Wolf — Badger/Bird

Eddard Stark 1w9 Game of Thrones — Badger/Lion

George Washington 1w9 (Hamilton) — Badger/Badger

Harry Greenwood 1w2 Charmed — Badger/Bird

Illya cp6w5 The Man From UNCLE — Snake/Lion

Katniss Everdeen 6w5 The Hunger Games — Snake/Lion

Luke Danes 6w5 Gilmore Girls — Lion/Badger

Mando 9w8 The Mandalorian — Badger/Lion

Richard Gilmore 1w9 Gilmore Girls — Snake/Badger

Rupert Giles 6w5 Buffy the Vampire Slayer — Badger/Lion

Susan Pevensie 6w5 The Chronicles of Narnia — Bird/Bird

Théoden 6w5 The Lord of the Rings — Badger/Lion

Jean Valjean 8w9 Les Miserables — Lion/Snake

Inspector Javert 1w2 Les Miserables — Bird/Lion

Chloe Decker 1w9 Lucifer — Lion/Lion

LP: 3

BiP: 2

SP: 5

BaP: 8

LS: 10

SS: 1

BiS: 3

BaS: 4

Badger/Lion = 4

Snake/Lion = 3

Snake/Badger = 2

Badger/Bird = 2

Badger/Badger = 1

Lion/Badger = 1

Bird/Bird = 1

Bird/Lion = 1

Lion/Snake = 1

Lion/Lion = 1

Si:

LP: 8

BiP: 6

SP: 8

BaP: 10

LS: 11

SS: 6

BiS: 5

BaS: 10

Snake/Badger = 5

Lion/Badger = 4

Badger/Lion = 4

Bird/Bird = 3

Snake/Lion = 3

Snake/Snake = 2

Lion/Snake = 2

Badger/Badger = 2

Badger/Bird = 2

Bird/Lion = 1

Badger/Snake = 1

Bird/Badger = 1

Badger/Badger = 1

Lion/Lion = 1

[griffxnnage]

perfect || s.b

pairing: sirius black x fem!reader

request: Hi! I was wondering if I could get a one shot(is that what it's called) of a sirius x reader. I would like a cute/fluffy fic of them post Hogwarts and are married with a little girl, like maybe the reader gets home from work to find Sirius in the room with their daughter. Maybe his hair is put up in ugly pigtails and he is wearing a tutu, they are having a magical tea party and Sirius is just being a fluffy daddy's girl type of thing with his little girl and the reader just cant take how happy she is and how cute this is and how much she loves her family.

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“You’ve got to be kidding me; 2 more nose biting teacups?? These poor muggles,” I shook my head, just ready for the work day to end. “Ma’am, there’s also some Fanged Frisbees making their way into Muggle school equipment,” My assistant mumbled, quite feebly. “Alright, let’s see the paperwork, and get those Obliviators on the job, please,” I sighed, ready for another long afternoon.

After Fanged Frisbees and Shrinking Keys, a strange opal necklace and a severed hand, my day finally finished. I yawned as I trudged towards the guest exit, too lazy to go into one of the fireplaces for the Floo Network. As I was lifted to the streets of London, I thought about days past; pulling pranks with Moony, Wormtail, Prongs, and especially Padfoot. My Sirius. We’d gotten married 1 year after graduating, realizing that we were soulmates, and that we had no time to lose starting our lives together. 2 years after that, we welcomed our beautiful daughter, Opheila, into the world.

Walking through the rain sodden city streets, I smiled on the memories that I held near to my heart. After finding a nice secluded alleyway, I checked my surroundings to make sure no Muggle’s were watching, then I Apparated to our cozy flat, excited to see my family after a grueling day. 

“Hey, Sirius??” I called from the foyer of our flat. “Where are you?” After I set my keys down on the granite counter and put my purse down next to them, I heard a little melody coming from our daughter’s room. 

I’d grown used to her talent as of late, but it still took me by surprise at how well she could carry a tune. “Ophelia!! Where’s my little snuggle-bunny??” I called, crouching low to receive a hug, but it never arrived. I just heard the sweet voice of our 3 year old daughter continue. “‘Phelia!! Where are you? Do you know where daddy is?” I called, still confused about where he could be. But when I entered Ophelia’s room, my question was answered. “Sirius, oh Merlin! What happened to you??”    

His hair was in two very untidy pigtails and he had somehow stuffed his muscular body into one of her bigger frilly dresses. When he turned to face me, he had tacky vibrant blue eyeshadow on his eyelids and very clumpy mascara on his long lashes. His cheeks were adorned with way too much bright pink blush and the look on his face was absolutely priceless. 

“Y/N! Darling, you aren’t supposed to be home yet!!” He screamed, trying to cover himself up, but failing due to how poofy the dress was. I couldn’t respond due to the fact that I’d never laughed this hard since we were both still at Hogwarts. As I was wiping tears from my face and trying to catch my breath, he stood after tripping over the tacky pink fabric and put a hand over his face, trying to cover up what our daughter had done. 

“So, I guess you figured out we have an aspiring stylist on our hands, huh?” He mumbled, suddenly not needing the sparkly pink rouge on his cheeks. “I always knew she had a knack for this sort of thing,” I gasped through heaves of laughter. Once I’d calmed down (which took a while, let me tell you), I helped Sirius wash all of the play makeup off of his face, and somehow yanked him out of the ruffly dress without tearing it.

“So, I see your day was nice and productive,” I giggled as I patted his face dry with a face cloth. “Sure did, love. How was your day?” He smiled at me, watching as I started to rant about the sucky day at work. While I was applying moisturizer to his face, he pulled me in by my waist and looked deep into my eyes. “Love, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?” He took my chin in his hand and made me look at him. “Of course, Pads,” My eyes flicked from his eyes to his lips, unable to stay on one of his striking features for too long.

Shaking my head, I lightly slapped his chest and laughed, saying, “Sirius, we have to go help her clean up!” He groaned, but I just dragged him out of the bathroom by the hand and returned to our daughter’s room. “Mummy!!” she cried, throwing her little arms around my neck. “Hello, my lovely! How was your day with daddy, hm?” I held her in front of me, brushing hair away from her face. “It was really fun! We got to have tea with the faeries and then I made daddy all pretty!” Her face was beaming, and her eyes were sparkling; a trait she got from her father.

“I saw! And where did you get all that makeup, love?” I was entering mum mode; once it started, there was no stopping it. “I got it from Uncle Moony an’ Uncle Prongs, remember, mummy? For my birthday!” She exclaimed, her head suddenly filled with images of cake and presents, so she just ran off to play with her doll house. 

“I can’t believe those two got her makeup; I mean, she’s 3, for Merlin’s sake!” Sirius threw up his hands in defeat, shaking his head. “Let them spoil her; it’s going to be forever until Prongs has a little girl, and I’m not really sure about Moony, so let them have this!” I hugged him from behind, putting my head under his armpit so I could see our little kid who was humming a muggle song, lost in her own little world.

“Well, at least she’s happy.” He sighed, smiling as he watched his little girl just be herself. Once I sat myself down next to her, watching what scene she was creating, I felt two large arms wrap around me from behind, and a chin come to rest on my shoulder. “I love you, Y/N, and our little family. Our perfect little family,” He murmured into my ear, and I could hear the smile on his face. I put my hands on his arms and held him close, replying, “I love you too, Pads. You and our little family.” And just like that, the crumby day at the office had faded from my memory, and all I could think about was how happy I was at that moment, and how I wanted it to last forever.