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Princess (Draco Malfoy x Reader)
I lazily put the spoonful of cereal in my mouth as Hermione lectured Ron on his eating habits for the umpteenth time. I was a fifth year Gryffindor, I was best friends with the well known Golden Trio. I was put into Gryffindor which surprised most of the students because of my family history. Generations and generations of (Y/L/N)'s all of which got put into Slytherin but I was the anomaly in the family. My parents weren't disappointed but rather shocked. "You don't moan when (Y/N) eats like a pig."Ron grumbled. "Don't bring me into your lover's tiff."I stated making Ron and Hermione burn red. I smirked as they stumbled over their words. "HavLiteratureLove Note For A Rainy Day ((Steve Rogers x Reader)
(e/c)= Eye colour (h/l)(h/c)= Hair length + Hair colour (f/s)= Favourite singer //Title Credit: Love Note For A Rainy Day by Saywecanfly// ((This is my first ever one shot, hope you enjoy it!)) You let out a sigh as you flopped down on to the couch. It had been a hard day at work, your boss was on your ass and called out every little thing you did wrong. You were a waitress which was only a temporary job to help fund your way through college where you were taking courses in forensic science. You developed your love of science from your father who was a chemist, it was one of few things you guys had in common. You heard the door open andLiteratureThe Recluse ((Bucky Barnes x Reader))
I flicked through the glossy Cosmopolitan magazine. It was my day off, I had taken to sitting at home looking like a hobo. My boss, Nick Fury, had given me the damn near impossible task of catching Bucky up with modern day technology, meaning he had to live with me which proved a gruelling task in itself. He was a recluse, he kept himself locked away in his room and only left for food and a bath when I wasn't in, I was beginning to regret accepting this assignment. I threw the magazine to the floor and grabbed the remote, turning on the television. I saw American Horror Story was on, it was the Murder House season. I set the remote down, itLiteratureSweet Dreams (Draco Malfoy x Reader)
People found my relationship with Draco Malfoy odd. We were friends before we came to Hogwarts due to the fact that our families were both Pureblooded and my parents were friends with Draco's. Our friendship did not end when we got sorted into different houses oddly enough because Draco said I was the only one that he could trust. I was a Gryffindor and he was a Slytherin, we were meant to be enemies like how he hated my friends, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville. I didn’t speak to him for over a month for what he called Hermione in our second year. In our third year, we began to date. It was weird at first because we had always been friLiteratureDancing (Harry Potter x Reader)
I hummed softly to myself as I tied my (H/L) (H/C) hair back into a ponytail. I was excited. It was three weeks before The Yule Ball and I was taking it incredibly seriously, I couldn’t wait for the dancing and merriment. I loved slow dancing, it was so nice and elegant. I was practising dancing with Harry, so he wouldn’t make a fool of himself in front of everyone. I was acting as a teacher for him. He approached me during Potions when I was talking to Hermione about the potion we were making and asked me if I was willing to help him dance. I agreed, I loved any excuse to dance. It was a Hogsmeade trip day, Harry and I decided toLiteratureExistential Crisis (George Weasley x Reader)
I pulled the covers tight around me and sighed as Hermione walked into the dorm. She looked at me odd for a moment. "Are you okay (Y/N)?"She asked, softly. "What is the point of my existence Mione?"I asked, not answering her. I heard her sigh and she walked over to me. She kneeled by the side of my bed and pushed my (H/C) hair out of my face. "Existential crisis?"She asked making me nod. "Thought as much."She murmured, standing up. She hurried out of the dorm room and left me lying in bed. When I was like this, I didn't leave my bed or if I had lessons I wouldn't talk to anyone. I was basically a shell. I lay in silence, questioning my life fLiteratureJumpers (George Weasley x Reader)
I was obsessed with fluffy jumpers. I loved baggy jumpers which would cover my hands and were so baggy they reached below my thigh. I loved woolly jumpers which would keep me warm in the cold months and I loved jumpers because most of the jumpers I owned looked pretty cute. It was November, so as you can guess, it was pretty cold outside and inside. Most of my jumpers needed washing so I was just stuck with a long sleeved top which barely preserved my body heat. “(Y/N)? Are you shivering?”George asked, a frown etched on to his handsome face. George Weasley was my boyfriend. He asked me out in our third year and we were currently iLiteratureMy First Kiss (Neville Longbottom x Reader)
I walked down the hall which had a sea of people, bustling around and joking with their friends. I was a fourth year Ravenclaw and I spent most of my time in the forest with my best friend Luna Lovegood. We were outcast from the other Ravenclaw’s because although we were incredibly intelligent, we just didn’t fit in well with them. I got along best with people in the Gryffindor house, the Hufflepuff’s in my class tended to be mean to Luna so I would loathe them and the Slytherin’s weren’t nice at all. I noticed the Slytherin gang that belonged to Draco Malfoy were taunting Neville Longbottom, a Gryffindor boy in 
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Disney World [Steve Rogers X Reader]
Only one day ago, you and your fiancé- no, husband now - Steve had gotten married. You were now Mrs. (Y/n) Rogers. It was hands-down the best day of your life so far. And to top it all off, your honeymoon was in Disney World. Disney World was probably your favorite place on the Earth, and it was definitely the most magical place. As you checked into your hotel room, you were ecstatic. Steve looked happy as well, but he didn't seem to fully appreciate the fact that you were in Disney World, Orlando, Florida. You weren't aware, but he was plenty happy just looking at how happy you were to be there. He loved the way your face lit up lookLiteratureWonderful [Natasha Romanoff X Maximoff!Reader]
"Why're you so sour?" Normally, Natasha would never have asked. She didn't usually care about anyone else's affairs. She didn't ever need to. But something about the way you sat, slump-shouldered and lost, made her want to ask. "Just...adjusting," you answered simply and truthfully. Your Sokovian accent wasn't as thick as it had been a few months ago. You fiddled around your fingers, slightly nervous by her presence. You didn't know why. "To anything in particular?" Natasha inquired further. This surprised you. You hesitated. Did she actually care? "Everything...." Natasha debated whether or not to carry on thLiteratureTake A Hint (George Weasley X Reader)
"Hey, (y/n)!" You turn around from your spot at a library table to see Fred Weasley walking towards you. "Hi Fred." you say, smiling. He scoffed exaggeratedly and said, "Unbelievable! I'm George!" he replied, faking offense. You knew better than to fall for this, though. You'd known the twins since before Hogwarts, and could fairly easily tell them apart by now. "Bullshit, Fred. I can tell the two of you apart, you know that." you retorted at him, laughing a little. He sighed in defeat and sat down beside you. "Damn. Really thought it might work this time. Anyways, what are you up to?" he said in response. You really weren't doing muchLiteratureThe Truth Is Good (Draco Malfoy X Reader)
Fred and George were sneaky bastards. Everyone knew that, especially the infamous Draco Malfoy. So when he saw the two Weasley's quickly pacing away from "his spot" at the Slytherin table snickering, he was so unsure as to why he didn't think about it more thoroughly. Eventually he would realize that he was far too busy thinking about (y/n) (l/n), his (formerly) secret best mate. "Formerly" meaning someone had caught the two of them chatting in the Astronomy Tower, and spread rumors that the two were together. It sounded absolutely ridiculous to (y/n) that someone would think that just by seeing the two of them talking. Not that she didn't fLiteratureAm I Dead? [Pietro Maximoff X Reader]
It was late in the night, probably too late to be awake, but her only living relative was nearly dead. Wanda waited outside the room that Pietro was being held in with bated breath. When she was finally allowed to see him, she had immediately searched his mind. It was a blur of the events is Sokovia, encounters with Ultron, and many other things blurred together. She relaxed slightly, knowing he was going to be okay. Without warning, a woman strode into the room. Wanda's head shot up so quickly, you'd think she'd snapped it. The woman was wearing black work pants, a wrinkled blouse, and a white coat. WLiteratureSpaces [Oliver Wood X Reader]
You sat in the stands, cheering for your boyfriend, Oliver. It was both yours and his last year at Hogwarts, and he was determined to win the Cup. It was his last chance now, and he was drilling his team harder than ever. You felt bad for them, honestly, because this match was going so horribly wrong. First off, Slytherin knew that they wouldn't be able to crush Gryffindor with the awful weather, so Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Seeker, was pretending that a scrape he got a full month ago was preventing him from playing. So instead of playing Slytherin like they should and had been specifically training for, they were now going against HufflepLiteratureYou Are My Sunshine [Draco Malfoy X Reader]
Piercing cries filled the Malfoy home as you and your husband Draco slept peacefully together. The loud noises woke you, and you realized that your son, Scorpius, must be upset. You balled your hands into fists and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You sighed in exhaust, and lifted yourself out of bed. Draco was still asleep, and his platinum blonde hair fell slightly in his face. His handsome grey eyes were closed, and his pale complexion looked beautiful as moonlight from the window poured into the room, sprawling softly across his sharp features. You didn't have the heart to wake him up. You smiled to yourselfLiteratureHope (Neville Longbottom X Reader)
*Seventh Year* *Gryffindor!Reader* You were in the Room of Requirement in your hammock, near the other Gryffindors. Your mind lurked of the subject of You-Know-Who, the fear of not knowing if Harry (the only chance of stopping You-Know-Who) was alright, and a single happy thing... Neville. What a sappy thought. But as cliché as it was, Neville was your last, and brightest, source of hope. During class when the new teachers, the Carrows, force older students to use the Cruciatus Curse on the younger ones, he holds your hand while you and him are punished for not complying. When horrible, bigoted things are spoken, he holds you back. A
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