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pank0w · 2 months

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can you write a drew starkey x fem!reader imagine where drew has a crush on the reader and he has for a while, but he doesn't think the reader likes him back until one day he like drunk confesses or just impulsively tells her? <3

A/N : Yes I will try (I’ve never written before) I’m sorry I’m so late on this I’m just so nervous to write stuff 😭😭

I love you..

Drew starky x fem!Reader

Warnings:- drinking,use of y/n , drew being drunk most of the time, some insta posts (tell me if I’m missing anything.)

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having a well-known acting career and appearing in TV series such as Vampire Diaries, Stranger Things, and Ginny and Georgia, I've had my fair share of romantic relationships and crushes on coworkers.

I have had both positive and negative emotions from every person I have dated. Nonetheless I still have a lot of my partners as friends, though.

When I got casted on outerbanks, I was already working on a project which required all of my time in another state in a whole ,leading to me having to decline the role.

After finishing said project , and sulking over not excepting the offer i got a call from my agent telling me that I was getting handed a role,a really good one .No audition needed. As the love interest of a rich playboy (wonder who that is).

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“What exactly is the show again?…” I asked annoyed that I was being disturbed from my beauty sleep.

“Firstly I never told you aaand secondly it’s for.. outerbanks!”

What.

The show I declined? The show that made me regret doing my previous project instead of it? The show where my college crush- AHEM. right where was I

“Hellooo? You there y/n?..”

“Uhhh yeah sorry. You can call back and say yes”

“I already did. I was just telling you”

“Wow oka-“

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Originally I believed that when I joined the cast of the outerbanks drew starkey would forget about me, but judging off of the happy smile on his face when he saw me or how his eyes softened when I talked about something I was interested in told me otherwise. I was finally gonna tell him. Tell him I l-

Actually I just shouldn’t go! Yeah. Why face the embarrassment of drew not feeling same! Yeah that’s smar-

Ting!

Madisyn bby

Girl, we need to go shopping for

Dresses ASAP . It’s already 3

And the party IS AT 9

You

Woah woah ok I’ll

Meet you out in 5😭

Madisyn bby

That’s what I thought

You

Yeah yeah 😒

Madisyn bby

GET READY!!

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“Ok , red or black?” I asked with hesitation on the choices i had just tried on. “Definitely black girl, you look so hot” madisyn replied “maybe match it with some green?” Elaine said “that would look so good” Maddie added with a wink towards Elaine.

“Hey hey what’s up with the winking” I asked panicked “oh you know just Drew’s favourite colour..” madisyn mumbled out. I felt my eye twitching at the three of them I felt the heat rise up to my cheeks

“god you guys” I blushed and ran into the changing room soon hearing the laughter of the 3 girls.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed girlie pop” Elaine teased “easy for you to say your already dating someone ” I whined

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As soon as I walked into the venue of the party the only that came to mind was my insecurities. Would Drew ever like someone like me? Someone who isn’t as pretty as his ex’s?

Instead of overthinking maybe I should just drink it away .yeah that sounds goo-

“Y/N!”

God what is with people and interrupting me today?! I turned around and looked around not seeing anyone who seemed to be calling my name

“Over here!” I turned a bit to the right and saw

Drew.

Oh my. No no no. I’m not ready yet I was still in the middle of overthinking.

He came running up to me with the cutest grin on his face “hey.” He said out of breath “hi Drew” I responded while looking down because I could feel the blood rushing up.

“You- uh you look beautiful ” he stuttered out after actually taking a good look at my dress. If I wasn’t blushing earlier I sure am now.

“You don’t look half-bad yourself starkey” I giggled out trying to regain my confidence.

I couldn’t help but notice the small blush spread across his face after hearing my comment. God that’s so embarrassing, why did I even say that.

“DREW MY MAN!” I hear non other than Rudy come up. Rudy was nice , I saw him as my best friend, like a brother, Rudy and I were two pods in a pea, me and him grew up together in Atlanta and only moved apart because of high school, we still often texted and chatted but it never felt the same as being with him in person

“RUDY!” I squealed

“Y/n!” He rushed into my arms and pulled me into his into his tight embrace “oh my god , I missed you so much”

He chuckled “I missed you too n/n” he pulled back “look at you, miss hell on wheels”

“You guys know eachother?” Drew asked “yeah, me and Rudy grew up together” I responded Rudy agreeing with me “oh okay..”

“So um let’s head inside?”

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It was currently 1:25 am and observing how everyone was almost knocked out , except for jd and me obviously, who else was going to take care of them?

“I’ll order a Uber for Rudy and Elaine , you should stay with drew,the girls and me , it’s not a problem” JD offered

“Yeah That’d be great , thank you jd” he nodded

Now , the biggest challenge of all, getting them back to the apartment. Sigh, why am I even here.

“Drew come on , let’s go”

“Ughnnn, no I don’t wanna” he wrapped his arms around my waist and stared into my eyes

“Drew-” he put his head into the crook of my neck. God I can feel his breath. It’s okay , just get him back to the apartment and done

“Y/n Come on let’s go!” JD honked from the car

“Come on drew” I practically dragged him out, but what surprised me that he didn’t let go. “Drew let go”

“Nghhhh” he somehow just cuddled in deeper to me

This is going to be a long night.

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Having to drag this 80kg man down a hallway into a bed is like doing bodybuilding.

“Come on Drew go to bed”

“Don’t leaveeeee” he whined

I sighed out of frustration, “okay cmon big boy let’s go to bed” I stepped into bed and stayed on my side of the bed, not wanting it to be awkward.

He tried wrapping his arms around me “heyyy, come closer”

“Drew what has gotten into you” I mumbled, as he wrapped his arms around my waist and stuffed his head into the crook of my neck like earlier today

“You know drew im so gonna make fun o-”

“Do you and Rudy have something going on” he spoke clearly for the first time that night.

WHAT?!

“What are you on about drew.” He still waited for a response “no!” He sighed like he was holding his breath and leaned back into my shoulder.

“I love you” his voice came muffled but , I knew what he said, if it wasn’t so dark , he would’ve seen how red I’d become just from that one comment

“Drew come on your drunk-”

He lifted his head “I mean it.”

Oh my god. Is the world spinning? I can’t breathe!. Okay , no calm, he’s drunk he doesn’t mean it. Your okay yea-

Suddenly I felt lips on mine, it took me a moment to realise what was happening and I kissed back. no this is wrong, I pulled away

“Drew we can’t do this.. not again”

“Y/n , I know you feel it, please.”

I paused thinking of what to say , hearing him plead with his puppy eyes under the moonlight was intoxicating

“Drew your drunk, I won’t do anything, until I know you mean it”

Drew didn’t respond, he slowly made a Noice of confirmation and understood where I was coming from and put his head back down to its original position.

I knew he wasn’t sleeping but it was peaceful knowing we were just lying there. I felt my eyes get heavy but before I let slumber take me I said

“Hey drew..”

“Hmm”

“Tell me that again tomorrow”

I felt him smile against my neck and muzzle into me more

“Ofcourse”

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The next morning , i woke up with Drew still having his arms wrapped around me and a particular instagram post that made me actually realised what was happening

Rudeth

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Rudeth saves this wiles you can people , before y/n wakes up and kills me #y/drew

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#drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey x y/n #drew starkey x you #drew starkey x female reader #y/n #drew starkey fluff #rafe cameron #rafecameronxreader #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe x reader #obx fanfiction #obx fic #outer banks

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allofthelights11 · 4 months

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GORGEOUS art created especially for Out of Time by the immeasurably talented Talita Asami!

Out of Time is a 6th/7th year Horcrux hunt rewrite. It's a WIP updating 2x a week.

It's the third in a series, but is the primary work. The prequel works explore Hermione propositioning him to lose her virginity and their subsequent inability to keep their hands off each other. Lots of fun, but not necessary for plot.

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Hermione knew when the war comes, she should have certain boxes checked in advance. She didn't expect to fall for the person she propositioned, someone who only earned the role because he was (a) fit and (b) not a friendship she'd be risking with a good shag. Now they're hiding it from Harry, Ron, and everyone else, while Draco balances his growing obsession with Hermione alongside his mission deadline to allow a Death Eater breach of the castle. Featuring possessive and dangerous Draco, BAMF Hermione, jealous Ron, good friend Ginny, double/triple/quadruple agent Snape, good Slytherins (Theo, Pansy, and Blaise) and very, very bad ones, and a little T.S. Eliot. Still to come: castle invasion, locket retrieval, ill-fated camping, snake encounters, and Horcrux hunting - complete with all the toxic infestation and mental poisoning the Horcruxes bring along for the ride.

#dramione #draco malfoy #draco x hermione #hermione granger #hea #fanfiction #smut #dramione art #hurt/comfort

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whinlatter · 4 months

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Hello!! First of all I wanted to say I’m obsessed with your writing ❤️ Your hinny feels so real and nuanced, and I really appreciate how well you address their trauma and struggles they might have in their relationship while also showing their deep love for each other. Because of this, I would LOVE to hear any thoughts you have on what Harry and Ginny would be like as parents, such as what their biggest challenges would be/how they'd get through it, etc (and if you have hcs about the kids that would be the icing on the cake 😁)

you are a true angel for this! although i do (of course, always) have takes on harry and ginny as parents, i'm going to save them for another day while i still have other writing bits to do. BUT what i do have is a WIP fragment of a dad!harry and james scene that i originally wrote for the orchards sequel and that i'll probably never do anything with but that i sort of like anyway, because james is my favourite potter child for no reason other than i love the idea of harry potter and ginny weasley having accidentally given birth to someone easygoing/ronald weasley 2.0. i really hope you enjoy!

In the kitchen, four o’clock, sunny day, warm. He takes the potatoes out of the oven, gives them a good shake in the tray.

‘It’s nice, our house.’

When he looks up, James is at the kitchen island, going to town on an enormous bag of crisps. It’s a source of professional anxiety how easy it is for his children to sneak up on him. ‘Glad you think so,’ he says to James, as he puts the potatoes back in the oven. ‘You’ve only lived in it your whole life.’

‘Yeah, but I never really thought about it before.’ Big bite, raspy crunch. When he turns back, James is looking out of the kitchen window, peering into the garden, like it's his first time seeing it. ‘When you’re little, you just think it’s your house, don’t you. You don’t think, hey, this house is nice. You just think, this is our house.’

‘I suppose not. Don't fill up on crisps, you'll not want dinner.'

His son scoffs at that - as well he might, the appetite on him these days. Gin says it's a Weasley birthright. With another munch, James starts examining the ceiling beams. 'I like it,' he says decisively. ‘It’s a good house. Big, loads of light. Homely. Good garden, plenty of bedrooms. Gets sunshine from all sides. Not far from Granny and Grandpa Weasley’s. Near the sea.’

‘Is this you telling me you’re considering a career as an estate agent?’

‘Nope. Just saying.’ James considers his next crisp clutched between his forefinger and thumb. ‘Reckon I’ll raise my kids here, too. Leave it to me in the will, won’t you?’

‘Not sure about that one. What about Al and Lil?’

Dismissive wave of a hand. ‘Easy. I’ll pay them off. There’ve got to be some perks to being the eldest son. First-come, first-served, that’s the rule.’

'And Teddy?'

'Easier still. He still owes me for running over my foot in that driving lesson. I've been limping whenever I see him, laying the groundwork.'

He looks at James, black birdnest of hair, bright brown eyes, scrum of freckles. He’s got quaffle blisters on the base of his palms.

‘You’re doing it again.’

‘What thing?’

‘What thing, he says. Staring at me. That sentimental thing you do.'

‘I don’t do a sentimental thing.’

‘Yeah, you do. Al and I take bets on how many times you'll do it at family events. Your eyes get that spaced-out look. You’re about to tell me you love me, aren’t you?’

‘I do love you.’

'Yeah, yeah.' Eye-roll from James, though he's grinning. Tosses the crisp packet in the bin with a Chaser's precision. They take love in their stride, his children: receiving it, giving it out in spades. 'Listen,' he says, 'about those roast potatoes - very important - '

‘Crispy. I’m on it.’

'Good man,' says his son, and heads for the door. 'Back in a bit. I'm going to go map out where I'm going to put my swimming pool.'

#writing #next gen #i don't know what this is but i hope you like it anon #just a dad roasting some potatoes for his hungry son #and the hungry son roasting him right back #that's parenting folks!#dad!harry has my heart #james sirius potter #potter family #ginny weasley #hinny #if you squint #microfic

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ginnyw-potter · 4 months

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Quidditch Captain badge written for @hinnymicrofic, January prompt 12: Team

Ron looked up from his letter. He was holding a Head Boy badge and Hermione was holding her Head Girl badge. Ron suddenly looked very happy to be heading back to Hogwarts for his seventh year.

Harry looked up at the two of them, high-fiving. He looked over at his girlfriend, who had just pulled a badge out of her own envelope. “Gin, what did you get?”

She grinned mischievously. “I am Captain of the Gryffindor team!”

Harry looked back down at his own letter. Indeed, he had not received anything. He was going to have a perfectly normal year, or so he hoped. “Aw man, does that mean I lose my prefects’ bathroom privileges?”

Ginny slipped back down beside him. “If you’re nice to me, maybe I’ll tell you the password.” She whispered in his ear. “Or you can use it under my supervision.”

His cheeks heated up. “...And that means I have to try-out for the Quidditch team.”

“And I’ll be very strict this year,” she told him. “I set quite the tone last year—before Quidditch got cancelled.” She looked thoughtful. “McGonagall said if I wanted to seriously pursue a Quidditch career, I have to build a strong team, so I can show the scouting agents I have what it takes.”

Ron groaned. “I don’t think I’ll bother trying out.”

Harry chuckled. “I will, if you’ll have me.”

“You’re allowed to try-out just like everyone else, Harry,” she teased.

“I wouldn’t want you to play favourites,” he responded.

Ron shook his head, and complained to Hermione. “They’re doing that flirting-but-not-flirting thing again.”

#hinny #hinnymicrofic #microfic #fic #harry potter #ginny weasley #quidditch

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nincompoopydoo · 3 months

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*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ nincompoopydoo // MCU MASTERLIST

loki laufeyson

⋆ debris and misery [series - on hiatus]: Loki crashes on Sakaar and into your home. you don’t take it lightly when you find there’s a massive hole in your roof. ⋆ to catch someone's eye: During the celebration of Frigga as the Queen of Asgard, Loki finds himself slipping away from the events to the palace courtyard. To where you unfortunately found yourself stumbling towards an escape from your parents. ⋆ in another timeline: stranded on Lamentis, the event of the impending apocalypse seem to mend the fire and fury between you and Loki as deeper feelings begin to come to light. ⋆ for the sake of us: Loki dies (The beginning of Infinity War) and is sent to a place unknown to him, with never ending fields of Asgardian flowers. there, he meets his Sigyn, his late wife. he hadn’t seen her for years ever since her unexpected death of an unknown illness that no Asgardian technology could cure.

sam wilson

⋆ trouble man: you and Sam Wilson are neighbors. never spoke a word a to one another but somewhat developed an unhealthy crush on each other. as a series of unfortunate events that began with the burning of spaghetti, you find yourself entangled in a mess of the appreciation for Marvin Gaye and your fear of cockroaches with the very man himself. ⋆ coming home: Sam’s coming home. ⋆ snowed in: you get a visit from your hot neighbour on Christmas day.

bucky barnes

⋆ whiskey: you’re waitressing at your father’s bar filled with the 107th’s drunk soldiers. In the midst of chaos, you catch the attention of a certain sergeant that goes by the name Bucky. the both of you then realize that one can still find happiness in the middle of a great war.

steve rogers

⋆ pretty beautiful: after the events of Sokovia, Steve and Sam are both on the run, along with Natasha, seeking for a safe house. thankfully, Sam knows the perfect place. ⋆ promises: platonic! you find an unexpected visitor at your doorstep during spaghetti night.

agent jack thompson

⋆ steps of the fire escape: Jack spends the last minutes of New Year’s Eve looking for the morning paper and his cat, Ginny. turns out, Ginny has a knack for discovering those who are spending the last day of the year alone. ⋆ you're gonna be fine, kid [series]: you get shot and the annoying Jack Thompson maybe you’re only hope at surviving after all. ⋆ knucklehead: where Jack and reader are pissed at each other because you wouldn’t stay off the field and put yourself in danger during a mission while Jack was being a total prick about it although the two of you refuse to admit you love each a little too much. ⋆ pretty confessions: returning to the SSR, golden hour in the midst of New York’s traffic may just lead to some pretty confessions to a very pretty woman in Jack Thompson’s passenger seat. ⋆ unbelievable: you’re strong-witted, frank and independent, and Jack finds it a little unsettling, yet he refuses to admit that he probably adores you a little too much after that one incident at the office. ⋆ babysitter: Jack Thompson finds himself babysitting Daniel and Peggy’s baby daughter. and then realizes he has forgotten how to change nappies. ⋆ baby emergency [babysitter part 2]: you, the Sousa’s neighbour, mistakenly arrive at their doorstep, thinking it was pie night rather than date night. Yet, the sight of a dishevelled, troubled and somewhat handsome Jack Thompson convinced you to help out with baby Nancy. ⋆ call me trixie: you, an aviatrix is partnered with Jack Thompson on a SSR mission.

daniel sousa

⋆ just a gunshot wound: you were badly injured from a mission and Daniel Sousa, your fellow colleague was not the biggest fan of the outcomes of the mission. yet, things get a little heated up, in a bad way, but it may have gave Daniel the courage to act on something he had always wanted to since forever.

#loki laufeyson x reader #steve rogers x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #jack thompson x reader #daniel sousa x reader #masterlist

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dramioneasks · 3 months

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Can u please recommend some full length rom-com style dramione

Random recs:

Benefits By: artemisgirl - M, one-shot - “I’m trying to make a case for why she should marry me,” Draco told him, scowling as Harry started laughing. “If I want an upgrade from ‘friends with benefits’ to 'husband with benefits'—” … When Draco Malfoy realizes that 'friends with benefits’ just isn’t enough anymore, he begins to strategize on how to get Hermione to commit to more.

Hot for Teacher - MotherofBulls - E, 26 chapters - Draco is a single dad trying to raise a teenager on his own. When he notices his son’s newfound interest in girls, he takes it upon himself to give him some fatherly advice. Little does he know that his son’s crush is none other than his own childhood nemesis, who has taken up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts. Draco tries to juggle awkward situations, parenthood, and his own budding interest in Hermione Granger. Part 1 of “This Is Everything” series. COMPLETE!

The Bargain by Lincolepog - M, 29 chapters, Words: 102,657 - Heading back to Hogwarts for his 7th year, Draco Malfoy is given a very interesting deal from Hermione Granger; to play the role of her fake boyfriend. As time goes on, they learn to get passed their differences, but is it enough? What will it cost the two of them?

Starving by CharliPetidei - E, 5 chapters - Hermione has everything figured out. Sex is like food. Club nights are far too expensive. And men belong in the category of 'things that are more faff than they're worth'. You know, like hair straightening charms, lingerie, and mathematical integration. This is a story about food and sex, though not at the same time. Winner of best fluff, best smut, and runner-up for best use of prompt in the Dramione Fanfiction Forum's 2020 'Sounds Like Dramione' comp.

Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love by isthisselfcare - E, 36 chapters, Words: 199,584 - Hermione straddles the Muggle and Magical worlds as a medical researcher and Healer about to make a big discovery. Draco is an Auror assigned to protect her from forces unknown – to both of their displeasure. Features hyper-competent, fiery Hermione and lazy, yet dangerous, Draco. Slow burn.

Bad Books and Second Looks - GracefulLioness - E, 10 chapters - Hermione has not been lucky in love. When a break-up forces her to find a new flat, she thinks she’s hit the jackpot. Until she realises that she might just be falling for her new flatmate’s boyfriend. Perhaps when Ginny lends her some of her steamy romance novels, her luck will change.

You Make Me Shiver and Shake by Stargazing121 - M, 16 chapters - Draco is an artistic genius, Hermione a budding art agent. But once they start to work together, will they be able to resist the growing attraction between them? “I’m not going to take you on as an art client!” Hermione scoffed. “Why not Granger,” he said. His tone was silky, like the sound of fine cloth running through your hands. “You know there has always been something between us.” “That won’t work on me,” she answered flatly. “Ok, I admit that was pushing it.” He shrugged, “But pushing against beautiful women is what I do best Granger.” “Not that either.” “Damn it, I forgot that trying to flirt with you was like flirting with a slug. Actually, I think I’d get more luck with the slug.” “You’d make a lovely couple. You’re certainly as slippery,” Hermione said. “I can think of someone I would rather form a partnership with,” he said, his voice low and almost a whisper.

Clueless - jacemorgensterns - T, one-shot - Draco is a college student living in an apartment with his roommate Theo. He occasionally gets into trouble and always gets away with it. When his luck is threatening to turn on him Hermione comes to to the rescue and an agreement between them forms that eventually spirals out of control. A Dramione romcom AU with as many romcom tropes I could fit in from Draco’s point of view. One-shot.

Fate Has It In For Me by jigglyjelly28 - T, 39 chapters, Words: 196,573 - “Seeing as you two have driven me half-mad over these few months with your Veela heritage problem, I thought that it would be perhaps, in Pureblood politeness, that you at least give a suitable explanation of what you’ve been doing.” Draco was told he was a Veela years ago but forgot. He’s been told again and has a year to find his Mate.

Accidental Proposal - CJRed - M, 36 chapters, Words: 108,673 - Hermione finds out that she is really a Nott, and there are so many rules to being a Pureblood, too bad Draco Malfoy seems to have forgotten one of the most important rules of all! Hermione/Draco. Theo and Hermione are siblings. Ignores epilogue and off canon in some other places as well. Set in 8th year. Language, Fluff, and Lemons. Complete.

-Lisa

#anonymous #romance #humour

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goodluckdetective · 4 months

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My cat has found her new favorite spot.

It’s the router.

It should be noted that this router is not big. She’s just that small. And apparently desires to access the World Wide Web.

Also it’s warm.

#iz rambles #agent Virginia #agent Ginny #I just checked and it’s safe for her to sit there #people ask me: oh what a cute little cat is she a year old yet?#and I’m like she’s 8 actually she’s just extra small

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saintsenara · 11 days

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a duo i'd love to hear your thoughts on: bellatrix & harry (or even bellatrix/harry)

thank you very much for the ask, pal! an extremely interesting duo to think about.

and, obviously, the thing we have to immediately acknowledge is that harry thinks bellatrix is hot. he's always going on about her heaving breasts and shiny hair [and shiny hair is something he does seem to have a thing for throughout canon - hence why he spends one of his owl exams staring at parvati's], and she's definitely his "hear me out" candidate...

[i think if he's forced by ron to play fuck, marry, kill about the black sisters... he's fucking bella. he's depressed for weeks when he realises.]

more seriously, though, the thing which really stands out in harry and bellatrix's canonical relationship is that he sees her primarily as a catalyst - and, above all, primarily as a catalyst for loss - but in a way which feels strangely impersonal given the profundity of this loss to him.

she kills sirius - but harry can't summon up the rage to use the cruciatus curse against her [even though he can against amycus carrow, whom he has never met and whose crime is the considerably more minor spitting at mcgonagall]. she almost kills ginny - and harry "changes course at once" to try and protect her - but the person who get there first and who finishes bellatrix off is molly.

and while i don't think this is strange because i think molly wouldn't have the skills to duel bellatrix, i do think it's fairly strange narratively. bellatrix's death mirrors sirius' to such an extent - right down to the fact that she dies laughing - that it would have been an interesting conceit to have harry avenging his godfather by standing in as sirius' surrogate for a repeat of the duel before the veil, which then allows sirius to be avenged when the outcome is reversed...

[although what i do like about the molly-bellatrix duel in canon is that voldemort ends up in the position his narrative mirror, harry, is in during the sirius-bellatrix duel - watching the one person he thought would never abandon him die.]

and so harry sees bellatrix as an agent of chaos - and he utterly loathes her - but he also sees the chaos she causes as, fundamentally, voldemort's fault. he views her as a puppet, a tool, a pawn - as so totally enamoured by the dark lord that she lacks any capacity for critical thinking - rather than ever seeming to understand her as her own person.

[him taunting her in order of the phoenix by pointing out voldemort's a half-blood always stands out to me when thinking about this - lucius malfoy isn't shocked at all by the revelation, but bellatrix is. it underlines the point made by her behaviour at her trial, which harry witnesses in goblet of fire - that her loyalty to voldemort is so absolute that it makes her deluded, and that she exists for him rather than for herself.]

equally, bellatrix clearly sees him as just a thing - an annoyance which voldemort just needs to eradicate - rather than a person.

and so i think that one of the very interesting "harry and bellatrix actually having to get to know each other" questions is what journey they would go on in order to understand the other as a real person. my favourite iteration of this - as i've said here - is to write bellatrix's non-battlefield personality as surprisingly similar to tonks', and to have harry having to face the fact that a woman he hates could be so much like a woman he adores. you can also obviously do the same with him having to realise she's very like sirius.

and her having to realise that harry is very like voldemort.

because the other thing which i think is fascinating about thinking about harry and bellatrix is that the best parallel for hinny in the text isn't ron and hermione, and nor is it james and lily...

it's bellamort.

i believe that harry's canonical love for ginny is completely genuine - and i accept that by the epilogue they will have settled into a relationship with a more equal dynamic - but it's very striking in the pre-epilogue canon that the power dynamic between the two is very much unequal.

harry's narrative purpose means that he has to be set apart from all others - even ron and hermione - in order for him to properly function as the encapsulation of all that is good [and as the series' allegory for christ]. as a result, he tends to interact with other characters either as people he needs to protect, or as people he needs to protect others from.

and we see this in his relationship with ginny at the end of half-blood prince, when he breaks up with her for - what he sees as - her own protection, in the belief that being associated with him will put her at risk from voldemort.

harry believes that separating himself from her is sufficient to bring ginny this protection, he never considers her to have the talent to fight voldemort herself - even though he acknowledges her as a skilled fighter elsewhere in the text - and he spends much of deathly hallows believing that he has guaranteed ginny's safety. he thinks of hogwarts as a safe-haven throughout his time on the horcrux hunt - and he is genuinely shocked to discover how bad the carrows' regime has been when he arrives at the castle immediately prior to the battle - and he treats ginny's role as a resistance leader in her own right [such as her attempt to steal the sword of gryffindor] as, essentially, a bit of a laugh.

for her part, ginny is set up in the text as ferociously loyal to harry - "i never gave up on you" - and as someone whose company he desires and values in a distinct way, but whose relationship with him is unbalanced by the paternalistic vibe of their power dynamic. harry is more honest with her than with many other people, for example, but he still doesn't tell her anything about the horcruxes, the prophecy, or the fact that he has to walk into the forest to die.

and this is exactly the same as bellatrix and voldemort.

bellatrix is clearly justified in saying that voldemort considers her his "favourite" - and he does behave towards her in ways which are meaningfully different from his treatment of his other death eaters. but their dynamic is still hugely unbalanced by the fact that voldemort is also required by the narrative to be singular - the literal embodiment of evil - and that this drives his secrecy about his true self. bellatrix is also treated by voldemort as someone whose role in his mission against harry is his to dictate, safe in the knowledge that she would never give up on him either, and who can be similarly kept in the dark about the horcruxes or the prophecy [although he clearly views this as for his, rather than her, protection].

deathly hallows, in particular, is full of explicit comparisons between the two couples. ginny trying to steal the sword leads to bellatrix giving away that there's a horcrux in her vault. ginny living while bellatrix dies [because of motherly love!] is the opener to harry living while voldemort dies [because of motherly love!]. and - of course - there's this in the forest...

Everything was waiting. Hagrid was struggling, and Bellatrix was panting, and Harry thought inexplicably of Ginny, and her blazing look, and the feel of her lips on his.

as i've said elsewhere, i think it's entirely possible to write voldemort as quite fond of ginny on the basis of her canonical similarity to bellatrix. and so the reverse must apply - harry can be written as fond of bellatrix on the basis of her similarity to ginny.

which means i also think - if you're so inclined - that the toxic wife-swap would genuinely work.

#asks answered #asenora's opinions on ships #harrytrix #bellatrix lestrange #harry potter #and also a shoutout to ginnymort nation

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justrandomfanfictionskh · 8 months

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Next chapter, here we go!

#wizarding world #harry potter fandom #harry potter series #harry potter books #halfbloodprince #ginny x harry #marvels agents of shield #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #daisy johnson #quake #sirius lives #fanfiction #harry potter crossover

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startanewdream · 1 year

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Once again trying to fix some movie scenes that are just painful to watch. Based on the scene above, only later in the timeline. Try also "Stupid dress".

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Harry is looking at her.

This isn't something new, only something that a corner of Ginny's mind had noticed a while ago and then assigned for “later” or maybe “It doesn’t matter, you have a boyfriend”; or most likely “you are hallucinating, stop it”.

Except her mind has decided that later is now and it happens Ginny broke up with her boyfriend a few days ago; and also, she doesn’t think she is hallucinating and Ginny definitely doesn’t want to stop it.

Harry is looking at her; no, better, he is ogling at her.

Other people have taken notice of her lately—somehow people are far too interested in the end of her relationship with Dean—, but whereas Ginny hasn’t cared much about anything other than the insane amount of revisions for exams, when it comes to Harry… There is a soft spot she was never able to overcome fully. So, instead of checking her notes again, she rises from the studying table that her friends had assembled at the Common Room, grabs the plate she sneaked from the kitchens early, and moves to join Harry on the couch.

His eyes follow her, then darken just a bit when he realises how close she is.

“I’ve come to grant your wishes,” she says teasingly. Harry gulps in answer, but doesn’t back away. There is a glint in his eyes as he moves closer to her on the couch.

“And what do you know about my wishes?”

Ginny arches one eyebrow before saying in her most pretentious voice, “Call me the Mirror of Erised, because I can show you your deepest desire.”

Harry laughs. It’s one of those carefree laughs that takes her back to the summer, when there were just the two of them chatting and flying—innocent, by all standards, but lately Ginny has been wondering if she had just missed all the signs.

She isn’t keen on missing them again, and there is no innocence in her voice now. “I saw you couldn’t keep your eyes off that table.” Harry smiles guiltily, face flushed for being caught, but again he doesn’t deny it. He seems bold, confident in a way she doesn’t see him much except when it comes to fighting Voldemort; her heart skips a beat. “I guess there was something there you wanted very much.”

His hand on the couch is slowly moving towards hers. “Definitely.”

Ginny bites her lip for a moment before raising the plate she brought with her; there are half-a-dozen sweets there, all courtesy from the elves at the kitchen, but Ginny offers him one specific dessert. “Treacle tart?”

“My favourite,” he agrees, but the interest he bestows on that piece of treacle tart dims when Harry looks at her again. “I hadn’t even noticed it was there, though.”

“No?” Ginny grins; Harry’s gaze falls to her lips for a brief moment. “What did you want then?”

His eyes meet hers again; Ginny’s heart leaps into a furious race. There were stolen glances before, moments where their eyes nearly met before Harry looked away, face flushed, clearly flustered; once he’d hugged her and then let go before Ginny could react. But then Harry seemed to be holding himself back and Ginny was in a relationship; now she is a free agent, and Harry—he’s not holding back now, and there seem to be nothing in the world that could stop him from closing that space between them and kiss her—

Nothing except her brother, of course.

“Pie,” Ron says delightedly, somehow crafting a space to sit between Ginny and Harry that shouldn’t be physically possible with how close they were, and helping himself on the treacle tart. “How did you sneak dessert to the Common Room? McGonagall always catches me leaving the Great Hall.”

“One of my best talents,” answers Ginny, dismayed. In front of them, Hermione’s lips are twitching.

“Ron—they were talking, let’s sit somewhere else—”

“Oh, sure,” and without any trouble, Ron grabs the plate from Ginny’s hand and moves away.

Ginny looks back at Harry, but this time he doesn’t move closer to her, as if Ron was still there sitting with them.

She sighs. “I need to go back to my revision.”

Harry nods. He steals a glance back to Ron—he’s sitting with Hermione now, oblivious to them—, and Ginny has already stood up when Harry adds rushedly, “Perhaps we can share that treacle tart later. You know—grant my wish?”

Harry is looking at her and it’s easy to lose herself in the sparkle of his eyes; she knows what she is wishing for and it’s not hard to imagine what’s on his mind either. “I could never refuse.”

#Hinny #HBP Missing Moment #the kind of fix-it that I like #I could never go with “open up” not sorry #and Ginny knows Harry trusts her come on #No I will not try fixing the shoelace scene #nothing can fix that I am afraid #joking i will try later

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Ginny my love I have an “I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain” request - Whiskey au where he teaches his little boy how to lasso 🥹

aw, my first whiskey fic, and it's a sweet one :')

Like Father, Like Son

agent whiskey x f!reader (& their boy)

no warnings on this one, but like, be 18 or older pls

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“I’m telling mom.”

“You tellin’ me you don’t wanna learn how to do this?”

“...no.”

“Well then, what your mama don’t know ain’t gonna hurt her. But that don’t mean you can start swearing up and down the streets either, she’d probably have my ba– my head if you did, understand, son?”

“Yeah, dad, I understand.” His boy rolls his eyes, eight going on eighteen already, and Jack can’t help but ruffle his hair a little bit.

“Atta boy, now why don’t you watch me for a turn and I’ll talk you through it, and then we’ll have you give it a go, that sound good?” His boy nods, taking a few steps back as Jack unfurls the lasso in his hands.

“Now, the thing about lassoing is, it ain’t about throwing it. This ain’t like baseball, ok? You wanna deliver the loop to your target.” Jack lets his loop up, starting to let it swing over his head.

“It’s all about waiting, son. You’ll feel it after working up some momentum and that loop is tugging out of your hand, and that’s when you wanna release, like so.” He lets the lasso go, circling it around the old milk pail he set up for target practice and pulling the slack tight, his son letting out a little sound of wonder that makes him grin.

“Alright, you wanna give it a go now?”

It takes him a few false starts, getting tangled up in the lasso before he can really get the loop swinging over his mop-haired head, but when his son does let the loop go and snares his target just right, Jack can’t help the whoop he lets out, pumping his fist in the air before gathering him up in a tight hug, much to his son’s jaded dismay.

“Hell yeah! That’s what I’m talkin’ about! Gonna have you wrangling longhorns in no time.”

“Dad, you’re smushing me.” He lets his boy go with a chuckle, holding him by his shoulders to get a good look at him.

“Too cool for your ol’ dad already, huh? S’okay, son, reckon I was the same way when I was your age. But I’m so proud of you, my boy. You wanna give it another go?” His boy grins at that with an enthusiastic nod.

“Hell yeah!”

“I better not be hearing what I think I’m hearing out there!” Her call has both their heads whipping around to the house, and sure enough, she’s leaning in the doorway, the crooked smile on her lips telling him that she’s only half serious.

“Well I have no clue what you’re talking about, sugar. Just having some good ol’ fashioned fun out here.” She pads out to them, barefoot in the grass, and Jack’s heart is fit to burst watching her lick her thumb before swiping it over their boy’s cheek, wiping away a smudge of dirt despite his protests. Jack pulls her into him by a belt loop, stealing a smacking kiss that has her laughing and their boy gagging dramatically.

“Hey now, none of that. You wanna show your mama what I taught you?”

“He– I mean, yeah.” With that, their boy jogs over to the old milk pail to collect the lasso. She meanwhile fixes Jack with what is an attempt at a stern look, though she can barely get her words out around a disbelieving laugh.

“If he ends up talking like a truck driver, I’m blaming you.” That makes him laugh, pulling her a little closer and landing another kiss to her pursed lips.

“Don’t worry about that, sugar. Our boy’s gonna turn out just fine.”

#agent whiskey #agent whiskey x you #jack daniels #agent whiskey fluff #agent whiskey fanfiction #agent whiskey fic #agent whiskey imagine #jack whiskey daniels #jack daniels x reader

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