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Cassandra Dimitrescu x reader: Courting gone wrong?

Summary: Cassandra likes you, but with how she's "courting" you, you think she's constantly threatening you.

Warning(s): cassandra being a little feral shit, blood, violence, kinda detailed body detatchment(?), death(not readers), one or two dead animals, want to throw up(doesnt happen)

When you first became a maid you learned the rules fast, how to handle yourself around the Dimitrescu's sisters, to not draw attention.

All attention is bad attention no matter how you look at it.

Sure, being around Lady Bela is kinda safer then her sisters-she won't go around killing every maid in her way unless provoked. But even Bela is unsafe. That fact was proven once again when a maid spilt the mop bucket on her, she was shortly make into wine later on for the Lady of the house herself.

Lady Daniela was.. an interesting woman, but with how,, delusional she can be- she will attempt to recreate what she read but if you don't play along... well the mess left a stain for a month.

And the middle child- Lady Cassandra easily the most sadistic and purposefully dangerous of the sisters- be in the same room, possibility of survival is slim- look into her eyes? Speak a little louder then you should? Just sentenced yourself to tormented in a sick twisted game of hers, or if your lucky be personally dragged into the cellar for some wine making by Lady Cassandra herself. Of course it could be random as well-. So the one to look out for is Lady Cassandra from your own experiences with the sisters

Being the personal maid is usually fine as well, people say it's the golden ticket- it's anything but- especially if you so happen to be Lady Cassandra's personal Maid. Then no, it is not fine, out of the sisters-she has gone through the most personal maids, saying "Oh its fine! It's much more fun this way" or "they were far to boring to be my maid." And as her new maid. Well you accepted your fate soon enough, sad as it is- it's only a matter of time.

Cleaning her weaponry took longer then it usually does- seems like she had.. fun with her last playmate, the hand in the far back corner gave away the cleanup wasn't that successful. Drawing your attention back to dagger in your hand, a sigh escaped you, the bloody cloth drenching your apron in faded red as you scrubbed taking a moment or to as to wash the cloth in the bucket at your side. Soon enough the dagger looked almost as good as new- minus the damages to the handle itself the blade was shiny as ever.

Placing it down, as you moved to her- new favorite toy-a want to yell in annoyance filled your throat-but you gulped it down least you want unwanted company. A slight creek was heard behind you, looking back it was silent as it was in the room before, going back to cleaning a figure materialized behind you. Like a predator towards their prey, they crept up silently the bloody sickle by their side dripped liquid as they stalked forward, lifting the weapon up, slamming it down beside you- impaling the wood next to your head. A surprised squeak escaped you- a dark chuckle escaped the predator themselves behind you- revealing the one worse of any common predator. Lady Cassandra

"Aww little mouse. Did I scare you?" Snickering she stood back, watching you like a hawk, urging you to say something, all you did was stand up turn and bow not looking her in the eyes just yet- her smirk grew "well well, isn't this a sight. My lovely maid is all bloodied up." Looking at your apron in what sounded like fake concern

"no that will not do. Oh no not at all" Shaking her head slightly, Great seems like she's in a playful mood "the only one allowed to bloody you up is me. Not some dried up toy. Now go wash up" with a wave of her hand "then come back and wash my sickle"

"Of course Lady Cassandra" with that you hurriedly left.

Walking the corridors down to your room, was never fun, nor pleasant. Even now from your new room, all personal maids get their own room, sounds nice but not in the slightest. The room is near who they now belong to. Yours is infront of Lady Cassandra's room- something about how if she wants you to come to her, you won't take to long that way.

It's been- two months since you begin to be her personal Maid. One of the few longest who stayed Alive, even longer to not be hurt to much in Lady Cassandra's games. You'd say you'd be proud of it if you didn't want to jinx it. But as of late she seemed to find a new way to torment, one that didn't involve harming physically.

Opening the door, the rotten smell caught your attention first, the bloody mangled thing on your pillow. Your nose wrinkled at the smell- sighing as you walked towards the bed, at least the put the thing on a paper Towel- as if to not bloody your bed. Not sure why she cares now she's bloodied it before.

Grabbing a towel kept close for this reason you picked it up and went to the far garbage bin- looking at the thing in the bin. A cold shudder crept your spine- disgust filled you. If you saw this when you first joined you'd throw up- if not from the sight then the sickening smell.

It was a severed human hand

This wasn't the first time she's threanted you in this way, nor will it be the last time.

The first time it happened- whatever you'd wanna call it exactly. You assumed one of the sisters was upset with you. You almost screamed but stopped yourself. Anyone would if they opened their door and saw a dead tattered rabbit on the ground with a bloody letter saying 'Your eyes are pretty' not that great to wake up too. The letter itself also made your heartstop- the unsettling feeling of being watched didn't help either.

And it was a pain to clean as well- scrubbing the carpet until it left a faint pink mark, that took days to leave as well. The rabbit itself you buried in the backyard when you were able. Unknowing of the yellow eyes that watched you do so. The note itself if not bloody would have been sweet, but you threw it away right after, the unknowing threat creeped you out.

You assumed it was Lady Daniela who did this. Couldn't think of anyone else who would do such a thing. Imagine your surprise from the late, visitor that night

"I see the little mouse didn't like the present left for them?" A question made out to be a demand, sitting on your bed Lady Cassandra scuffed Glaring at you before bringing her attention elsewhere "hm. Your room is to boring. Put some statues in it- like the rabbit" She added fully aware of where it was kept

"Lady Cassandra- I'm very sorry. I didn't know it was you" you didn't wanna say it was a gift from her- cause- that'd be crazy- her of all people give a gift? No way, not in a million years. Even if you wanted it- which weirdly now that you think of it, you hoped it was. It would be much better then have it be some new threatening game of hers. Scuffing she stood, staring down at you before she could say anything-

Her mother called out to her- making her buzz off. Saved by the bell you guessed in a way. Switching aprons quickly you turned and went to your next job.

Cleaning the music room- not belonging just to Lady Bela but Lady Cassandra visits the room from time to time. She refuses to say why, but you have to guess she's good at music-or just liked to listen to it. The noises from the tightly locked room is always pleasant to hear. Luckily you don't have to go to far, opening the door you walked in closing it behind you.

"Well, hello little one." A voice called out, looking back you saw the only other Dimitrescu's who enters here the most- Lady Bela herself sitting at the piano, "Didn't expect to see Cassandra's pet entering here, much less looking healthy" She spoke mumbling the last part, not bothering to look up. She went back to the piano.

"Hello Lady Bela" you greeted before getting started to clean around, a hum was all you got, before a single piano key rung in the room stopping you for a moment, then another before a full on beautiful song started to play. Stealing a quick glance the Lady seemed to be in her element-not a blood filled one but and element anyways. Going back to cleaning all that left was the piano. You weren't allowed to touch the paintings or the music books littering the walls. So it doesn't take that long to clean thankfully

As the final key was hit Lady Bela stood with a silent hum, standing back for you to clean, watching you as you did. Brushing the towel over the keys as you sprayed, gently as to not push them accidentally. You closed of for a moment to clean the top seal of the keys before continuing

"Do you play?" Lady Bela asked suddenly, taking a seat beside you. Glancing at her quickly you went back to cleaning

"Not really my Lady. I've never played, never learned" you answered quickly, leaning forward she tried to catch your full attention.

"No? I can show you-" the door slammed open cutting her off, as a mass of bugs flew towards you both angrily

"What the fuck do you think your doing Bela." Cassandra spoke angrily grabbing you harshly pulling you up in a tight hold on your arm "this is my maid. Get your own damn maid." She hissed out pulling you along with her, once you both exited the room she glared at you- as if you really pissed her off, and in this case? You had.

" 'My Lady'" She mocked seething as she pulled you with her "what are you hers now? Don't like how I treat you so you go run off to the better sibling right?" Turning sharply she pulled you into a room. Her room. Letting you go, you rubbed your wrist slightly- the sight seemed to piss her off more "don't even try to lie to me either, I know it's true" she spoke her voice having a slight waver in it. You had to think quick- or this could be the last day on earth for you

"Lady Cassandra- I meant no offense I don't want to be her maid. I want to be just yours." Just yours, the words echoed in your mind, before you cringed at the thought. Would be disgusted if the younger you found out you'd later love the one who loved to torment you and the others. But luckily it seemed to please her, just a bit but enough.

"Good from now on if you are to clean when I'm in there. If you want to learn you will learn from me. Not some wannabe piano player. Got it" without waiting for a response-not that she'd need it she stalked forward caging you against the wall. "Now. You made me leave my meal behind. You wouldn't mind if I took a quick snack would you?" Lady Cassandra spoke leaning in close, her eyes narrowing as if actually waiting for consent. Nodding your head in agreement she smirked devilishly leaning close to your ear.

"I'll be gentle don't worry"

She was in fact not gentle at all.

She bit so hard and took so much you were on bedrest for a whole week- so weak to even stand up, it seemed like Lady Cassandra took pity on you as she carried you to your room, and actually tucked you in. Not before wrapping your neck surprisingly. With this- she was gentle, the blood drinking? No not at all. You were ordered not to talk in the meantime but you could tell she was- stressed. About what? You weren't sure

During the week of your recovery, you still were given threats. But not as bloody as the ones before. Just things made of bone? Or something. Or a random dead bird.

She still seemed to hate you even if she was caring for you? You assumed she was savoring her meal

When you were able to move around healthily again, you were given easier jobs for the time being. Just to follow your Lady around for the first part of the morning to cleaning her room. Then follow her to the music room. Then rest. And then repeat for the rest of the week

Lady Cassandra has been even more standoffish and quiet then she usually was. Even going as far as staying as far away from you as she can, even though she herself said you had to be near her when your out of your room. Huffing in annoyance as she fluttered away yet again, you knew where to find her around this time.

Her weapon room

One of the places she goes to most- especially if she feels upset or just wants to entertain herself for a bit. Her safe place. Quickly speedwalking there, you thought up a million things to say to her, to ask her whats the problem-hopefully you'll live, or you'll die trying to care.

Entering the words you rehearsed dried up as quickly as you figured it out. Gulping nervously, Lady Cassandra was currently stabbing a mannequin with her sickle-in a uncoordinated way. You called out to her causing her to stop for a moment. Letting her sickle go she let it stick in the mannequin as she turned to face you.

Guilt

Guilt on her face, not letting her look you in the eyes, the refusal to properly own up to her own personal mistake. She couldn't do it. She couldn't face you. Not look at the bandage on your neck- it was weird she could look at many inhuman horrible stuff and laughs-cause she causes it. But not this time.

Thinking quickly you decided to talk about random stuff that popped up in your head- moving around the room to clean as you did so. Slowly her eyes looked up over at you following you as you worked. "-and I thought it was kinda funny, how the man just gave his wife the animal as a gift and she just- left him? Like-" laughing softly. You gently wiped the scratched up table top. "Who even gives a dead animal as a gift though-?" Speaking the question aloud more so to yourself then the silent company in the room. Turning around back to the mannequin she finally spoke

"I mean. Giving animals and bones are pretty romantic right? Like that courting people do" Lady Cassandra awkwardly said her back turned to you. She seemed more tense then usual

Staying silent for a moment, you couldnt tell what she meant by that, but you assuned she was just confused or making a weird joke "I mean no one court's someone like that- that's for sure" you gave a soft laugh

She froze

"What..?" Turning to face you her face showed complete confusion, as if this was the first she's ever heard of such a thing. "You.. don't give dead animals to people you like for.. courting" She asked dumbfounded "or something like that of course" she hurriedly added.

"Um- yeah no. I'm not sure of anyone who gave such a thing to someone in a courting way" speaking you looked away to beginning cleaning again- failing to see Lady Cassandra's face paling even more then it already was "like for example, my father gave my mom some of her favorite flowers and books everytime he saw her." Explaining more in depth, Lady Cassandra looked more and more embarrassed the more you explained it too her

"Then what do you think I was doing this whole time" Lady Cassandra spoke before she could stop herself. Dropping the rag you turned to face her- seeing a red faced Lady Cassandra a shock too see but not unwelcomed "no. I didn't say that" pointing her pointer finger at you. She grumbled face deep red "no- i- stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"In awe at what I totally didn't say." Huffing she stormed up to you, standing before you eyes locked together once again. "Well? What do you have to say" breaking out of your trance you blinked looking at her before smiling

"Well if I'd known it was in a courting way, I'd tell you, I feel the same" your face felt warm, confessing in a room of weapons was the last thing you thought would happen. Much less to the person you just confessed too. Bringing her hands to your face she pulled you close to her gently, leaning her forehead against yours for a moment before speaking

"..can I kiss you" her voice surprisingly soft, ready to bounce back away if you declined all you did was nod in agreement. Smirking she leaned in-before freezing her breath on your lips. Then pulled away "wait. Hold on" zooming out dragging you with her she brought you to her room, then rushed to the bathroom. Coming back face fresh not a trace of dried or new blood, walking towards you again she led you to sit on the bed beside her. Waiting.

"Cassandra what was the book Lady Daniela gave you advice from?" You asked looking up in her arms, stopping for a moment, she shifted into a swarm of flies buzzing off but returning quickly with a blue book handing it too you. Opening the first page you froze, stiffening a laugh. "Is-is this the book? Are you sure?"

"I'd love to kiss you now If you'd like-" you spoke. Sparking new confidence in the woman who put her hands on your shoulder. Before stopping looking at you. Tilting your head to the side in, biting her bottom lip she moved forwards, eyes fluttering shut as yours did too.

Cold, practically ice cold lips were pressed firmly-yet in an unsure way, soft yet It still kept her rough nature in it. Cradling her face in your hands you brought her closer. Her lips warming up the longer they stayed against yours. A buzzlike pur vibrated from the back of her throat. Smiling against her your arms moved to wrap around her neck, her hands moved to your waist rubbing comfortably under your shirt a bit. Pushing you down gently, never once breaking the kiss she moved to straddle your hips biting playful at your bottom lip before pulling away, smiling in a uncharacteristically gentle happy way down at you

"That was lowly Lady Cass-"

"Just call me Cassandra. We practically made out so safe to say you can drop the formality" Cassandra snickered moving to lay next to you. An arm snaked under you pulling you almost on top of her-the other moved around your waist hugging you in a way.

"If I only followed that book Daniela gave me. Then we'd been here sooner" Cassandra spoke a buzz like pur escaping her throat as she did. Putting your head under her chin you smiled- but then curiosity caught up to you. Leaning back as much as she'd allow you looked over at her

"Yes. It is why. What's so funny?

"This is a book about how to see signs if a cat likes you."

#omg im in love with her #idk i wanted to add the last part- especially after i was lookinf stuff up for cats and foujd the book #and was like hey.#im writing cassandra and half this stuff im having her do #cassandra dimitrescu is a cat confirmed #idk shes #yeah #whatever shush i did it anyways #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu #Daniela picked that book only to fuck with Cassandra #Cassandra ate the maid she wanted before so she thought it was perfect timing #also yeah you like her too but like idk how to add #cause i wrote this then i relaized like #fuck i forgot to explain how reader figured out they fell for a cannibalistic vampire bug babe #ill just write that as a whole ass extra if you all want idk #and as much as i love bold knows how to flirt Cassandra #i think cassandra not knowing how to fliry but doesnt wanna admit it and just- does it anywas is so fuckinf funny and kinda cute #like #this girl 100% thinks giving a bone jewelry to someone she likes is her proposing #her mom sits her down weekly to inform her #no you can not kill the rival and get the partner.#no you can not-#its a constant thing #i also never wrote a fucking kiss scene #holy shit #please tell me it was ok

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alexlacquemanne · 4 months

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Das letzte Problem (2019)

Directed by : Karl Markovics

Cinematography : Leena Koppe

#das letzte problem #Karl Markovics #Stefan Pohl #Maria Fliri #Julia Koch #Max Moor #Sunnyi Melles #Laura Bilgeri #hôtel fantome #orf #arte #filmedit #cinephile #film #film photography #coupsdecoeur #cinematography #screenshots

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tomioneforever · 11 months

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My very first Tomione fanart. Based on a scene from chapter 13 of Invictus written by talented greyana. In which Hermione makes an outlandish claim, and Tom can decide if its true or false. I really love how her Hermione becomes cheeky and a bit fliry whenever she meets Tom, so here, Hermione's outlandish claim and Tom's response (after a failed attempt at legilimency).

#tomione #invictus fanart

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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year

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IM SO JEALOUS ABOUT YHE GIRLS THAT HAVE BEEN FLIRYED BY SAMJI HRGRHRRGR

Yeah.

Hes such a charming young man

#the horror on the girl’s faces #hes so touch starved

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swaymarked · 4 months

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theyre flirying again 😒😒😒

#bruins lb #jokes

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viatrixtravels · 5 months

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lumi admin likes the problematic boys

// I can't even deny this. I mean, I was in Diabolik Lovers hell for like 4 years--

So when I see Susbedo or red!Xiao being portrayed as fliry, mischievous and slightly sadistic little bastards, I'm like: 'SIGN ME THE FUCK UP'

#;; the admin speaks #// although when someone makes red!xiao account they will have to be afraid of ME >3 #// I will ATTAC lol

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blossomingbabe · 8 months

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Free People Brown Yellow Flower Pattern Floral Crop Bralette Top size medium.

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lab1rynth · 1 year

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Are there any pretty nurses around? I usually flirt with them when I’m in the hospital.

Miss 🍯

Yes there is a few oetry nurses heree but I wana ve respecful so I noy gona fliry

#yourprettyboysposting

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cyber-sims3 · 1 year

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Teen Girls Party Casual Set

Jan 18, 2013 by cleotopia

#teen girl clothes #teen clothes

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alexlacquemanne · 3 months

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Janvier MMXXIV

Films

Bridget Jones Baby (Bridget Jones's Baby) (2016) de Sharon Maguire avec Renée Zellweger, Patrick Dempsey, Shirley Henderson, Gemma Jones et Jim Broadbent

Arnaque à Hollywood (The Comeback Trail) (2020) de George Gallo avec Robert De Niro, Tommy Lee Jones, Morgan Freeman, Zach Braff, Eddie Griffin, Emile Hirsch et Kate Katzman

Copie conforme (1947) de Jean Dréville avec Louis Jouvet, Suzy Delair, Annette Poivre, Madeleine Suffel, Jane Marken, Danièle Franconville, Jean-Jacques Delbo et Léo Lapara

L'Inconnu du Nord-Express (Strangers on a Train) (1951) d'Alfred Hitchcock avec Farley Granger, Ruth Roman, Robert Walker, Leo G. Carroll, Patricia Hitchcock, Marion Lorne, Jonathan Hale et Laura Elliott

Une affaire d'honneur (2023) de et avec Vincent Perez et aussi Roschdy Zem, Doria Tillier, Damien Bonnard, Guillaume Gallienne, Nicolas Gaspar, Pepe Lorente

Hôtel fantôme (Das letzte Problem) (2019) de et avec Karl Markovics et aussi Stefan Pohl, Maria Fliri, Julia Koch, Max Moor, Sunnyi Melles Laura Bilgeri

Aviator (The Aviator) (2004) de Martin Scorsese avec Leonardo DiCaprio, Cate Blanchett, Kate Beckinsale, Adam Scott, Kelli Garner, Alec Baldwin, Ian Holm, Jude Law et Danny Huston

Palais royal ! (2005) de et avec Valérie Lemerciere et aussi Lambert Wilson, Catherine Deneuve, Michel Aumont, Mathilde Seigner, Denis Podalydès, Michel Vuillermoz, Gisèle Casadesus, Gilbert Melki, Maurane

Du plomb pour l'inspecteur (Pushover) (1954) de Richard Quine avec Fred MacMurray, Philip Carey, Kim Novak, Dorothy Malonne, E.G. Marshall, Allen Nourse, James Anderson et Joe Bailey

Les Douze Salopards (The Dirty Dozen) (1967) de Robert Aldrich avec Lee Marvin, Ernest Borgnine, Charles Bronson, Jim Brown, John Cassavetes, Richard Jaeckel, George Kennedy, Trini Lopez et Telly Savalas

Le silence des ânes (Das Schweigen der Esel) (2022) de et avec Karl Markovics et aussi Julia Koch, Caroline Frank, Gerhard Liebmann, Valentin Sottopietra, Klaus Windisch, Tobias Fend, Julian Sark, Stefan Pohl

Elmer Gantry le charlatan (Elmer Gantry) (1960) de Richard Brooks avec Burt Lancaster, Jean Simmons, Arthur Kennedy, Dean Jagger, Shirley Jones, Patti Page et Edward Andrews

Tendre Poulet (1978) de Philippe de Broca avec Annie Girardot, Philippe Noiret, Catherine Alric, Hubert Deschamps, Paulette Dubost, Roger Dumas, Raymond Gérôme, Guy Marchand, Simone Renant et Georges Wilson

Judy (2019) de Rupert Goold avec Renée Zellweger, Darci Shaw, Rufus Sewell, Michael Gambon, Finn Wittrock, Richard Cordery, Jessie Buckley et Bella Ramsey

Cinquième Colonne (Saboteur) (1942) d'Alfred Hitchcock avec Robert Cummings, Priscilla Lane, Otto Kruger, Alan Baxter, Clem Bevans, Norman Lloyd, Alma Kruger et Vaughan Glaser

Robin des Bois, prince des voleurs (Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves) (1991) de Kevin Reynolds avec Kevin Costner, Morgan Freeman, Christian Slater, Alan Rickman, Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio, Nick Brimble et Michael McShane

La Fine Fleur (2020) de Pierre Pinaud avec Catherine Frot, Melan Omerta, Fatsah Bouyahmed, Olivia Côte, Marie Petiot, Vincent Dedienne et Serpentine Teyssier

Maigret et l'Affaire Saint-Fiacre (1959) de Jean Delannoy avec Jean Gabin, Michel Auclair, Valentine Tessier, Robert Hirsch, Paul Frankeur, Michel Vitold, Camille Guérini, Serge Rousseau et Micheline Luccioni

On a volé la cuisse de Jupiter (1980) de Philippe de Broca avec Annie Girardot, Philippe Noiret, Francis Perrin, Catherine Alric, Marc Dudicourt, Paulette Dubost et Roger Carel

Gosford Park (2001) de Robert Altman avec Maggie Smith, Michael Gambon, Kristin Scott Thomas, Camilla Rutherford, Charles Dance, Geraldine Somerville, Tom Hollander, Stephen Fry, Helen Mirren et Emily Watson

Meurtre à Hollywood (Sunset) (1988) de Blake Edwards avec Bruce Willis, James Garner, Malcolm McDowell, Mariel Hemingway, Kathleen Quinlan, Jennifer Edwards, Victoria Alperin et Patricia Hodge

Iron Claw (The Iron Claw) (2023) de Sean Durkin avec Zac Efron, Jeremy Allen White, Harris Dickinson, Holt McCallany, Lily James, Maura Tierney et Stanley Simons

Séries

La croisière s'amuse Saison 1

Une traversée de chien - L'Amour fou - Ami ou Ennemi - Farces et Attrapes - Une célébrité encombrante - Le Grand Air - Le docteur voit double - Le Grand Amour - Le Père du commandant - Monnaie de singe - La vie est belle au large - Tel est pris qui croyait prendre - Jeux de mains - Les Grandes Retrouvailles : première partie - Les Grandes Retrouvailles : deuxième partie - La Victoire en dansant - Le Gros Lot - Coupable, mais de quoi ? - Souvenirs Souvenirs - Il y a des jours comme ça - Qui comprend quelque chose à l'amour ? - Le commandant connaît la musique - Coup de folie - Ne comptez pas sur moi pour tomber amoureuse

Coffre à Catch

#148 : Bonne année 2024 à tout l'univers d'Agius ! - #149 : Zack Ryder : Woo Woo Woo, tu le sais ! - #150 : L'exceptionnel retour de Colby ! - #151 : Les adieux au catch de Tommy Dreamer ? - #152 : Tommy Dreamer enfin champion de la ECW !

Les Simpson Saison 1

Noël mortel - Bart le génie - L'Odyssée d'Homer - Simpsonothérapie - Terreur à la récré - Ste Lisa Blues - L'Abominable Homme des bois - Bart a perdu la tête - Marge perd la boule - L'Odyssée d'Homer - L'Espion qui venait de chez moi - Un clown à l'ombre - Une soirée d'enfer

Downton Abbey Saison 5

Tradition et Rébellion - Un vent de liberté - Le Bonheur d'être aimé - Révolution à Downton - Tout ce qui compte… - Étape par étape - Désillusions - Menaces et Préjugés - La Réconciliation

Castle Saison 4

Renaissance - Lame solitaire - Casse-tête - L'Empreinte d'une arme - L'Art de voler - Démons - Otages - Dans l'antre du jeu - Course contre la mort - Détache-moi

Kaamelott Livre IV

Tous les matins du monde première partie - Tous les matins du monde deuxième partie - Raison et Sentiments - Les Tartes aux fraises - Le Dédale - Les Pisteurs - Le Traître - La Faute première partie - La Faute deuxième partie - L’Ascension du Lion - Une vie simple - Le Privilégié - Le Bouleversé - Les Liaisons dangereuses - Les Exploités II - Dagonet et le Cadastre - Duel première partie - Duel deuxième partie - La Foi bretonne - Au service secret de Sa Majesté - La Parade - Seigneur Caius - L’Échange première partie - L’Échange deuxième partie - L’Échelle de Perceval - La Chambre de la reine - Les Émancipés - La Révoquée - La Baliste II - Les Bonnes - La Révolte III - Le Rapport - L’Art de la table - Les Novices - Les Refoulés - Les Tuteurs II - Le Tourment IV - Le Rassemblement du corbeau II - Le Grand Départ - L’Auberge rouge - Les Curieux : première partie - Les Curieux : deuxième partie - La Clandestine - Les Envahisseurs - La vie est belle - La Relève - Les Tacticiens : première partie - Les Tacticiens : deuxième partie - Drakkars ! - La Réponse - Unagi IV - La Permission - Anges et Démons - La Rémanence - Le Refuge - Le Dragon gris - La Potion de vivacité II - Vox populi III - La Sonde - La Réaffectation - La Poétique II : première partie - La Poétique II : deuxième partie

Affaires sensibles

Henri Martin, debout contre la guerre d’Indochine - 1923 : Germaine Berton : l’anarchiste qui tua pour venger Jaurès - Prince de Conty : où sont passés les lingots de l'épave? - De Paris à Dakar, le rallye du désert - Cannes 1987, Pialat et sa palme - Affaire Mis et Thiennot, la fin de l'énigme judiciaire ? - Agnès Le Roux, la disparition d’une héritière - Les mystères de Chevaline

The Crown Saison 6

Un engouement fanatique - Hors du temps

Le Voyageur Saison 2

La Forêt perchée - La tentation du mal

Alfred Hitchcock présente Saison 5, 6, 3, 7

Arthur - La Vengeance - Chantage - Pan! vous êtes mort

Spectacles

Concert du Nouvel An en direct du Musikverein, à Vienne (2024)

Adele Live At The Royal Albert Hall (2011)

Sexe et jalousie (1993) de Marc Camoletti et Georges Folgoas avec Jean-Luc Moreau, Marie-Pierre Casey, Patrick Guillemin, Marie Lenoir et Bunny Godillot

Billy Cobham's Glass Menagerie (1981) live at Riazzino, Switzerland

Agents Are Forever : Danish National Symphony Orchestra (2020) avec Caroline Henderson

Bonté divine (2010) de Frédéric Lenoir et Louis-Michel Colla avec Jean-Loup Horwitz, Benoit Nguyen-Tat, Saïd Amadis et Roland Giraud

Livres

Kid Paddle, Tome 1 : Jeux de vilains de Midam

Détective Conan, Tome 20 de Gôshô Aoyama

Castle, Tome 1 : La dernière aube de Brian Michael Bendis, Kelly Sue DeConnick et Tom Raney

James Bond : Le guide officiel de 007 de Lee Pfeiffer et Dave Worrall

#mediatheque #janvier24

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munsnz · 3 years

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Quidditch Flirts — Fred Weasley

Warnings: none

Summary: You’re a Slytherin beater in the quidditch team, and a certain someone flirts with you during a game. You never came across him and that fierce Gryfindor has a thing for you now

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fem! Reader

Note: I no longer write for the Harry Potter fandom, I’m sorry :(

Lydineo Radio: Cupid’s Chokehold — Gym Class Heroes

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“GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR!” You heard crowds of students cheering on the Quidditch stands, you also heard the annoyance of a voice from Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin seeker.

”You’ve got to be kidding me,” He groaned and jeered, “It’s only for Saint Pottah! What kind of stupidity is that.”

You sighed and turned to Draco, “Oh come on, stop being a jealous brat.”

”Hey! You’re on our team, you were put here for a reason,” Draco snaps back, holding his broom up, “Come on guys, I think we’re going up. We’ll win this time, if we can beat the baby Hufflepuffs, we can do it.”

Marcus Flint, the quidditch captain shouted everyone over to the open sunny field at Hogwarts, tons of students were cheering on with their burgundy and yellow signs, hats, scarves, against the silver and green ones. Being a slytherin, everyone feared you, you weren’t like Draco Malfoy or Pansy Parkinson. You seemed ambitious in some areas academically, but you never believed in the pure-blood status in the wizarding world. Making friends was also hard, constantly being called a bully even when you never said anything to anyone, in fact, you hated Snape’s teaching. You never fit in with the Slytherins nor the Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, or Ravenclaws. Sadly, that was the truth, you lie to yourself and say you have friends even when you don’t. No one seemed to understand you, not even your parents who were pure-blood supremacists.

You climbed onto your broom, one that wasn’t the one Draco’s father gifted you all. You refused to take it, so you stuck to your lucky one.

“L/N can’t wait to win this time!” A voice called from across the field. You turned around, afraid you were going to be made fun of, you met your eyes with a pair of brown vivid ones. It was Fred Weasley, the Gryffindor beater along with his twin brother. You never talked to Fred Weasley, until this one time where they pulled a horrid prank on you, embarrassing yourself in front of a crowd of students.

You scoff at the words and turn your game on, “We’ll see about that Weasley.” A smile turns up on your S/T face, darting a glare at him.

“Are you sure about that princess?” He shouts back, bringing a cheeky grin to his lips, sending you into a whirlwind of emotions by calling you that nickname. He seemed very flirty with people so this was normal, but not for you. Before you said anything back you heard Madam Hooch call the game.

”GET READY!” She yells unlocking the box including the Golden Snitch, the Quaffel, and the Bludgers. She blew the whistle and the game was on!!

As the chasers tried their best to shoot the quaffle through the hoops where the keeper protected. You and Lucian Bole, the Slytherin beaters, tried to hit the Bludgers to the opposing Gryffindors to win. While doing that, you were nearly close to getting hit by a Bludgers by Fred Weasley who was laughing his ass off at your wild expression.

“Oops sorry gorgeous!” Fred mocked across from you, “Guess I couldn’t see due to your pretty face!”

A flush of a tint of red splashed on your face, making your palms get sweaty for the compliment and snapped out of your daydream. He doesn’t even know me he-

“L/N! SNAP OUT OF IT AND CONTINUE PLAYING!” Marcus Flint shouts in the air as you turned up to nod at him and continue with the game.

You swiftly glided through the air in the quidditch field, avoiding the beaters so they wouldn’t hit you with the Bludgers. As you sped up a little with your bat, you heard you heard Lee Jordan claiming that Slytherin and Gryffindor were from 50-30. You see that Harry Potter was near to grab the golden snitch out of sight from Malfoy, “MALFOY! HARRY IS CLOSE TO THE SNITCH!”

Draco turns around to see you directing to Harry, and began to speed down to Harry’s level in order to get the golden snitch and end the game. He reached his hand out to catch the small tennis-ball sized globe, but soon enough Malfoy lost his balance and face-planted himself onto the grass. Giving Harry a chance, he luckily was able to get his hands on the golden snitch, winning the game for Gryffindor.

You groaned at claim that was going to be said for the hundredth time and mumbled along Lee Jordan’s voice, “Harry Potter has got the snitch, Gryffindor wins.”

”HARRY POTTER HAS GOT THE SNITCH GRYFINDOR WINS!”

The area where most Gryfindor students were cheered loudly chanting their house name. Other students from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff cheered them as well. You could hear Marcus Flint throwing a fit on his broom while Draco stood up from the green grass and dusted his robes off to roll his eyes. As Madam Hooch called the game, the Slytherin team met up on the even field, being quite dissatisfied with the outcome. Sweating, you all went into the tents to cool down and get a sip of water. Marcus Flint seemed to be pissed at Draco Malfoy for missing his chance. Suddenly you saw that Draco pointed towards you and Marcus’s face stiffened.

”L/N, you didn’t tell Draco to catch the snitch earlier huh?” He crossed his arms as you held your arms up in surrender.

”It’s not my job to find the snitch okay? I’m beater for a reason,” You claimed, and took another chug out of your water, “But whatever you say.”

He grunted and walked away from you, careful not to be messed with. You sighed and knew this was another game you have lost to for the hundredth time these years. Later, you heard a voice whisper behind you and it was quite unfamiliar, it was Fred Weasley. “Come here!”

You rolled your eyes and turned away to face your back on him, minding your own business.

”Princess, I need to talk to you!” He whispered more louder behind the curtains of the tent, “It’s urgent.”

”Urgent how?” You mumbled, waving a hand over your face to cool down after the hot game, “Anyways I won’t bother to move.” After, you felt a hand harshly tug you out of the tent, tripping onto the grass, “Bloody hell Weasley!”

Fred laughs and holds his hand out to help you get up, “I see you know my name.”

You decline his offer of getting you up to your feet and did it yourself, fixing your green quidditch robes and looking up at him, “Of course I do. Now what do you want now?”

”Youre trying to play hard to get huh?” He laughs, leaning over closer to you, “What a pretty girl.”

As he leans closer to you, you press your finger against his lip, and pushing him away from your face, “Hm, well too bad because you’re not going to get someone like me.”

”Ahh..... now I get why you’re in Slytherin,” He continues to joke and turns to you, “Guess I was right, you were going to loose.”

“It doesn’t matter it’s Malfoy’s fault!”

You were about to throw a fit and vent to him about everything but you don’t even talk to him or worse, trust him yet. He steadied you and watched you, “Relax, I was kidding, you play really great as a beater, but not as good as me of course.”

”Funny,” You groaned and were about to walk away, “Well, it’s been fun talking to you I think I should get going-“

Again, you felt his arm wind up on you, placing it on your shoulder, “Not so fast gorgeous.”

”Stop calling me that,” You say, with a pink face, “It’s not funny.”

”Oh it is funny to see little L/N flustered.” Fred lowers down onto your level of height, cupping your face, “In fact, it’s very true.”

”Excuse me-“

“You’re pretty, like really pretty,” He interrupts you while leaning on closer to your face, “The most beautiful woman that I have seen.”

”Fred, I hope you’re on armontentica,” You shook your head until there was a sudden urge for you to kiss him with the tension driving you insane. Pulling him in and giving a jokingly light kiss at the beginning, but as you were pulling away to go back and pretend that it never happened, Fred deepened the kiss to hold you back. The kiss was very firm but it was romantic, you could feel his sweaty body leaning into yours, pressing himself against you. As you two continue to share more kisses, you brought your hands to intertwine with his ginger hair. Kissing even more and more, you heard another voice that was similar to Fred’s. It must be George, you thought.

”Fred! I see you won the bet but I’m going to pretend the Y/N doesn’t have an interest in you,” George snickers and crosses his arms, “Or do you?”

You two pulled away to watch George talking to you, as you had no idea what to answer. I mean, you had a crush on George but that went away as soon as the prank that embarrassed you happened. You glanced at George and then Fred, then smiled wide at him while slipping your hand into Fred’s, “Oh yes I do.”

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