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#tom riddles daughter
smutwritersstuff · 10 months
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disclaimer! everyone in this series is of age and yes the cannon events are a tad bit off, I don't feel comfortable writing about such strong subjects with minors. thank you for understanding. this series DOES contain heavy themes of emotional abuse, mentioning of anxiety disorder, mentioning of eating disorders, drug use, and a bunch of other really heavy topics... please DO NOT read if sensitive to these issues.
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⤷ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫
S1, E1: "Pretend you love me."
y/n comes home after spending the summer with her mom in France, away from her brothers but Voldemort has some news for her… whether she likes it or not.
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The daughter of Voldemort was finally coming home after 3 months away from home. She had stayed with her mom in France, exploring the country from deep cities to forests and greenery... of course, nothing lasts forever.
Here she is, sitting in the car that her father had ordered for her to pick her up from the airport, questioning "What if I hadn't come back?"
"Almost there, Ms. Y/N." The driver peaked in the rearview mirror, glancing at her numb expression.
She replied with a simple "Thank you."
It did feel nice to get away from magical London for a bit... but magical France? That was a dream. She'd give anything to go back right now, anything to not face her father.
When she first told her father about the plan to go stay with her mother all through the summer, he got angry. Of course, he was angry... his only daughter trying to broaden her horizons to see that this isn't the only life she could lead... harming muggle-borns, exterminating muggles?
When she was young, y/n definitely would've said "Yeah, muggles are terrible." but now that she grew up, and interacted with a few muggles, she understood that people shouldn't be judged based on their blood status. Of course, she'd never admit any of this... she couldn't defile the family name as "blood-traitors" when her father was the Dark Lord, and her brothers were next in line to take over the Death Eaters...
The car had pulled into the driveway of the house, and the driver set the car in park. "We're here, Ms. Y/N."
Again, a simple and concise "Thank you." escaped her lips as she had gotten out of the car.
“Ah! Y/N! Welcome home.” your oldest brother, Tom, came to greet you at the door. He must’ve seen the car pulling up in the driveway and rushed to get you. “How was your mom’s?”
“It was beautiful, really…” she replied, holding her arms out in a hug which he quickly reciprocated. “Where’s dad?”
“He’s with Tom, they went to talk to the Malfoys.” Mattheo said, dropping the hug. “Do you need help with your bags?”
The driver was unloading the trunk of the car, the suitcases were being pulled out… and then all of the feelings she tried to escape sunk back into her head and body.
“That’d be great, thank you.” she said, looking down at the graveled driveway and then up to the large, dark house.
“Go on up to your room, I’ll take care of it.”
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You turned on the light switch, only to find your room was exactly the same as you left it, ink and an unfinished letter sitting on your desk. The black bedsheets with matching pillows and blankets, along with a stuffed animal you had gotten at your first year at Hogwarts. The clothes that haven’t been traveled with still in your wardrobe. Your private bathroom still as glamorous as you had left it, the curtains were tied back with a silver rope.
You were back home and that meant only one thing… school was starting soon.
The feelings all set in again, the expectations that your father has of you is too much. He expects you to step up and lead the army of Death Eaters when he becomes unable to… meaning if the boy who lived defeated him… to be honest, that’s what you wanted. As cruel as it is to say, you wish Harry would’ve just killed him already… your life would be much easier.
Barely even an hour home and you already want to go back to France, you missed your mom. From everything you’ve heard about her from your father, you expected her to be a vile, evil, self centered woman with a wicked heart… but she was nothing like he described.
You closed your eyes and laid down on your bed, bundling yourself up in the comfort of your blankets that still had remnants of your perfume. Feeling like a hopeless child, you muffled your sobs into the plush fabric of the blankets, tears hitting your pillowcase.
The life you were born into has all been planned for you… no one had ever asked you what you wanted. You wanted to be different but now it seems like you’re stuck in this predicament… stuck in the hell that your father trapped you in and your brothers were stuck right there with you.
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THANK YOU SM FOR READING!!! 🩶🩶 i kinda ditched this series for a bit bcs i’ve been in my dr so much trying to get everything I can and put it into a series! I love u all sm and please please please reblog & follow bcs i’m gonna start posting more regularly <33
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cubeapples · 2 months
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to me, voldemort would be a girl dad
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sor--en · 4 months
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Delphi : *Realises she lost the time turner*
Han : *Smiling lazily as it dangles from her hand*
Han : Who goes to Rome loses the Throne, LOSER
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weirdraccoon · 11 months
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MC: What are you doing?
Sebastian: Teaching Tom how to read.
MC: Can one-year-olds read?
Sebastian: I dunno, this one will, though.
Tom *chewing the corner of the book*
Ominis: What is he reading?
MC: "Five exceptions to Gamp's Law"
Ominis: Couldn't you at least get a children's book?
Sebastian: MC wouldn't lend me her copy of Beedle the Bard!
MC: Get your own!
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cillianate · 7 months
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tom riddle to gibson girl by ethel cain
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if they’re so similar then tell us ten things that delphi and voldemort share in common
1.) It's his own eyes staring back up at him on Bellatrix's face. He pauses, having never thought he'd see the exact shade in such perfect clarity again. The familiarity of it shakes him so much that he hands the child immediately back to Bellatrix, a strong grip from a little hand finally releasing his finger. It takes him a long while to get used to it.
2.) He recognize's his own flawless eyebrows on her next. They are thinner than Bella's, and stretch a bit longer - they're also less expressive. They frame the child's eyes (his eyes) perfectly and unmistakably. When she looks at her mother (and when she looks at him, too) there is a glimmer of love sparkling in her eyes, and a wrinkle of affection in those brows. He wonders if he'd ever looked at anyone like that.
3.) She's a born Legilimens. He's not sure why it surprises him, Bellatrix's Legilimency skills are almost as well honed as her Occlumency, and the ability has always been second nature to him. It's interesting, watching a child attempt to navigate the doorway into other's minds. He doesn’t remember how he’d handled it.
4.) When she smiles, it's Tom Riddle's perfect smile. Nothing crooked about it, a row of perfect pearly teeth on full display. No one else really recognize's that it's his, aside from Bella, he supposes. Delphini’s smile reaches her eyes though.
5.) He understands that jealousy is a common emotion, especially among young children. But the look she gives baby Scorpius as he bounces in Draco's arms, the hatred simmering in those dark eyes, it's painfully familiar to him. She's seethes in silence, the same way he had. He wonders how long it will be until little baby Scorpius gets mysteriously hurt, enough so that he finally asks Bella about it months later. The babe is in perfect health, and a part of him is surprised to hear it.
6.) The first time she picks up her new yew wand it's in her left hand. She holds it the same way he does - slender fingers caressing above the handle, the crux of it balanced almost carelessly in her palm. It looks as though it would slip right past her fingers with one strong flick, but it doesn't. As if magic itself is commanding it to stay. He smiles.
7.) She works a room in a way that is impressive even to him, for one so young. The entirety of Wizarding Britain eating out of the palm of her hand in minutes. She knows just how to act her age, and more importantly when not too - it's an entirely different type of witchcraft. He watches her pensively, and is surprised when an emotion close to pride seems to slither through him. She has his charisma and her mother's face.. She'll be lethal one day.
8.) Her affinity for dark magic does not come as a surprise to him. He'd been expecting that since the moment he felt her kick within her mother's womb, and was forced to rationalize what a daughter of theirs might grow to be like. She's much older when the consequences of such dark spells are staring him in the face following an unusually invigorating training session. She looks up to him from her bowed position, a streak of scarlet shinning brightly in each of her irises. It fades quickly. Overtime, he begin to consistently notice a flash of crimson in her gaze following assignments and missions. It doesn't seem nearly as permanent as his own, but certainly seems unique to only them.
9.) They're all engaged in ferocious combat when out of the corner of his eyes he sees Bellatrix fall. She'd been surrounded by over ten former Order Members, and one curse managed to slip just below an outstretched arm. He turns at once, and doesn't even notice his daughter stepping with him in tandem. They both scream, the same raging shriek, before an identical stream of red erupts from each of their wands. They meet at Bella's side in the same second, not even moments later. It's not until after Bellatrix is well again that he realizes just how in sync their reactions were.
10.) They never really had to remind Delphini that she is above everyone else. From a young age she seems to know it, exuding a confidence well beyond any of her peers. He blames Bellatrix. That Black blood brews vanity. She seems peeved at his remark, and is quick to remind him just how humble he's always been - 'along with all the rest of the Gaunts'. He goes rigid, but eventually concedes.. Salazar wasn't exactly known for his modesty, after all..
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fantasywriter19 · 1 year
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Melody Riddle Profile
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Melody Thomasina Riddle
Melody Riddle, the daughter of Lord Voldemort, is a girl of many secrets and untapped potential. Though she naturally hides her emotions behind a mental wall, she possesses a sarcastic sense of humor and makes decisions based on her own self interests. Finding ways to assist both her father and his worst enemy, Harry Potter, she declares herself a spy for good despite her obvious affinity toward helping her father more.
Because Melody is on such a thin line between the two sides of the upcoming war, in most cases she is her own worst enemy. But if she would have to choose anyone to stand against, it would be Dumbledore because of the secrets he keeps from even his own allies.
Profile contains spoilers up to Half Blood Prince
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Born: May 31, 1980
Hometown: Born and raised almost eleven years in Colorado Springs, CO, U.S.; four years at Ollivander Home in Westminster, London, U.K.; occasionally at her godfather’s in Spinner’s End, Manchester, U.K. for the years following
Nationality/Ethnicity: White British
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Gender Identity: Female Witch
Personality
Myers-Briggs Type: INTJ-T (Architect)
Strengths: Sarcastic, witty, intimidating, manipulative, ambitious, and curious
Weaknesses: Sarcastic, guilt-ridden, stubborn, moody, and superiority hand-in-hand with some inferiority.
Interests/Hobbies: Reading, spending time with people she cares about, scheming, wand lore and ancient runes… eventually Dark Magic and the power that comes with it.
Pets: One black cat she named Bedouin.
Appearance
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 53-56 kg
Hair: Mid to dark brown, straight hair that’s generally been shoulder-length until she cut it up to her ears before her fifth year of Hogwarts. It’s grown back to her shoulders since then.
Eyes: Silvery gray, often called ‘the Ollivander eyes’
Skin: Fair
Style: When not wearing her Hogwarts uniform, she’ll throw on a pair of jeans and a simple T-shirt with sneakers
Face claim: Abigail Breslin
Magical Abilities
A quick learner, it takes her one to a few tries to get new spells right in practice. During her fifth year, she starts figuring out Wandless magic.
Wand: 12” Spruce wand wood with dragon heartstring core
Animagus/Patronus Form: Cobra
Boggart: Herself, evil, with glowing red eyes telling her she’s not as good as she wants to believe; using Riddikulus, she turns into herself as a child doing something humorous.
Legilimency/Occlumency: Naturally gifted with this, she has used this ability to block her mind and emotions from outward forces. As a child, she would listen in on the thoughts of her Muggle peers and teachers for the heck of it.
Mental Manipulation: A recent ability she’s mastering that allows her to twist one’s memories or change them completely without the use of the Unforgivable Imperius Curse.
Dark Magic: As gifted with this as with anything else, it takes less time for her than anyone else for her eyes to turn red as she uses it — something attributed to the large amounts of Dark Magic her parents used on the regular before conceiving her.
Hogwarts
Hogwarts House: Slytherin
Sorting Hat’s Second Choice: Ravenclaw
Under Severus Snape’s personal tutelage, she joins a tutoring program at a young age, learning magic more advanced than her year. Because of this, she takes her O.W.L.s at the end of her fourth year and N.E.W.T.s in her fifth, effectively graduating at sixteen.
What would have been her sixth year of Hogwarts is going to be spent as a Hogwarts professor, teaching wand lore as one of the extra subjects that can be chosen by third years and older.
Relationships
Family:
Orele Ollivander (Mother, deceased as of June 1995) — The relationship between mother and daughter is the longest standing mystery of the series. Melody’s ongoing respect for the limits and regulations she set for her led even Dumbledore to believe that only she had the power to control her daughter’s actions through the sheer power of her motherly love. This was proven wrong with the reveal that Melody had been assisting her father for four consecutive years, and was given up on with her purposeful death by Voldemort’s wand.
Tom Riddle, a.k.a. You-Know-Who, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the Dark Lord, and Lord Voldemort (phew!) (Father) — There began a mutual understanding between father and daughter when he revealed himself to her one month into her first year at Hogwarts, one that became more strained after Orele’s death as Voldemort felt the strange urge to step up into a stern role and Melody struggled to deal with her mother being gone.
Jim Gray (Step-Father) — Jim helped Orele raise Melody, unaware for all that time that she wasn’t his biological daughter. When Orele and Melody moved to the United Kingdom, Orele wiped Jim’s memories of them… although, it was only three years later that their son Nick showcases a special ability that returns his memories to him and he immediately packs up and leaves to London to find them. Reuniting their family until Orele’s death when he finds out about Melody’s actions over the years, and he can’t forgive how she seems to have changed.
Gerald Ollivander (Uncle) — around Melody, him and her mother’s childish antics became a norm for her daily life.
Olivia and Garrick Ollivander (Grandma and Grandpa) — Melody learns everything her grandfather knows about wands, bonding with him over the lore and helping him out in the shop. Her grandmother is the heart of the family, always there to lend a helping hand.
Nick Gray and Blake Lockhart (Half-Brothers) — her little brothers represent everything she holds dear, something she wants to learn how to protect.
Elisabeth (Lissy) Parker (Adopted Sister) — Lissy Parker becomes a little sister to Melody after the latter begs to save her from a Muggle orphanage. They turn to each other every so often.
Friends:
Rebecca (Becky) Figsund — Melody’s best friend, she is a charismatic and caring girl whose wits are on par with Melody. Disagreements don't last between them, but Melody's lifestyle is proven too strenuous for the fun-loving Slytherin.
Hermione Granger — bonding over their love of knowledge and similar difference in personality from their respective Houses, Hermione meets secretly with Melody on a regular basis in the library, often trading knowledge and advice with each other.
Addison (Addy) Gentz — Addy — originally friends since childhood with Becky — was friends with Melody for their first year before she drifted away for friends of her own House. However, she has proven that she still holds her as a friend when she tries to warn Melody of her boyfriend, Marcus’, cheating.
Fred and George Weasley — Fred and George Weasley were the first people she met when she came to Hogwarts. They try to pull her into their escapades from time to time.
Harry Potter — Harry Potter, though doubtful of her intentions at first alongside Ron Weasley, grows to trust her exponentially.
Love Interests:
Marcus Flint — Marcus Flint whom she cared about but when it was clear he was in the relationship because of who her father is AND he never expected her (being the daughter of the most heartless dark wizard) to ever be able to love him back, she lost respect for him.
Draco Malfoy — Draco Malfoy has been her friend since they first met at age eleven, and he has crushed on her for just as long. They got together after her breakup with Marcus and, though they’ve had their disagreements, they are always there for each other.
Ancestry
On her mother’s side of the family are the famous wandmaker Garrick Ollivander, her grandfather, and his ancestors before him. There’s also her grandmother and her uncle Gerald.
On her father’s side of the family, his mother Merope Gaunt is from a long line of Salazar Slytherin’s descendants. His father was a Muggle whom he slain upon first meeting him.
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dittanyinbloom · 1 year
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Every time I see iterations of “irl” Seb and Ominis it makes me think they are Tom Riddle’s paternal and maternal grandfathers. Mix the two and you get Tom. It’s insane.
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bccksmarts · 1 year
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VERSE NOTES ➝ Sherlock
Just more verse notes as I've been rewatching the show and I might be a tad obsessed ♡
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These notes are 100% up for change, especially if people feel like including their muses!! This is just how I see things going or could go if HP muses were to be involved in some way, shape or form ♡
This verse, even though it's clearly a crossover, can also be taken as a Muggle AU! Basically the world where magic doesn't / never existed.
And a little reminder that Hermione, in this verse, is not a Granger. She's a Holmes.
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• The Malfoys, primarily Lucius Malfoy, are members of the Government.
•  Like Mycroft, Lucius Malfoy is a Government Official. He sits on the seats as most of the important Government members do, such as Mycroft Holmes. •  Lucius is one of the more snobby and shady members of the Government, who has strong distaste for the Holmes'—specifically Sherlock Holmes and especially Mycroft Holmes, and by extension, Sherlock's only child & daughter, Hermione. • Lucius has a strong dislike for Hermione due to her besting his son, Draco, in most ( if not every ) lesson they have together, always walking out of exams with perfect marks. He goes home and does nothing but complain about her.   ⤷ Molly tells Hermione it's just a school boy with a crush on her, which    at a young age, makes the little Holmes cringe and gag. •  Narcissa is the high class ❛do things behind the scenes❜ wife and mother. She goes out for tea and events with women of similar standing, making sure her son is well taught, tailored, prim and proper, whilst trying to keep her husband in line.
• The Weasleys
•  So similarly to how it would be at Hogwarts, all the Weasleys, ( Ginny, Ron, Fred, George, Percy, Bill & Charlie ) all attend the same school that Hermione attends. A mix class school, all the children in different year groups, but basically exactly as it was at Hogwarts. How Molly Weasley manages, we'll never know. •  Arthur Weasley is also a Government official, sat on the same row of tables as Lucius Malfoy and Mycroft Holmes, but digs more into the things that people of the Government deem as "little" / unimportant.
• The Potters are NOT infamous.
•  Harry is still born to James Potter and Lily Potter ( neé Evans ), but unlike the movies and books, James and Lily are still alive and thriving, raising their son Harry without a worry of murder in the world, just a normal family, really. •  That being said, Harry still grows up with the same, kind attitude as he usually does, but having a lot less trauma following behind him, still becoming best friends with Ronald Weasley and Hermione Holmes. •  James Potter is a member of the Government, but on a lower tier compared to Mycroft, Lucius and Arthur. He also coaches the "Gryffindor" football team on the afternoons when he isn't working, teaching Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George and other kids / teens how to play.   ⤷ Football is where Harry & Draco kick off their rivalry, and where    Hermione goes to stick up for her friends, calling Draco a "spoilt little    brat" for his father buying his position and her a "filthy little trollop". •  Harry's got two non-blood related uncles, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, and a God-son, Teddy Lupin, who are all alive and well. Sirius has still been to jail for being framed for some sort of murder, and Remus has scars from a dog ( or wolf ) attack.
• The Teachers at school are the exactly same, just less magical
•  I don't think I need to make note, but I will. Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, and lots of other professors are now just plain teachers. Albus Dumbledore is still the headmaster, but dies in their sixth year of old age, having Minerva McGonagall take over as Headmistress.   ⤷ The subjects that they will teach is totally open for people's muses of    them to interpret! •  This also means that if people make their muses teachers, like Hermione for example, they'd just be plain teachers, following on from their old mentors above them.
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rikaisaprincess · 2 years
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Do you ever just look up characters ages for a fanfic and are utterly confused by age differences in the main charaters parents/ grandparents generation?
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trenchcas · 5 months
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Tom riddle is a cold name
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floatyflowers · 14 days
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Dark! Characters who would be in denial for loving a human and might use their powers/authority to get human!Reader.
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Tom Riddle
If it isn't obvious, Tom hates anyone who is a muggle born or a muggle...he is racist despite being a half-blood himself.
But when it comes to you, his beautiful muggle besdtfriend who is the daughter of the orphanage owner, he is a different person.
Tom tries to convince himself that he is only obsessed with you for your beauty, something which he believes Hogwarts girls lack.
But he knows that is a lie, because he never cared for looks.
He only cares about benefiting from others.
And Tom believes he can benefit from your affection by marrying you.
The affection he didn't receive from his mother, he can receive it from you.
Even if he has to use forbidden spells to get you to fall in love with him.
Thranduil
The Elvenking of Mirkwood loves his realm but he also shows disdain towards anyone who isn't of his kin.
But when sees you, a human that is very similar to his wife in personality, Thranduil finds himself in love with you.
So, to trap you in his realm, he decides to offer a deal.
Sacrifice your freedom and he will free your hobbit and darwfes friends.
Yes, humans die quickly, but he wants you to spend the rest of your years by his side.
When he sees your hesitation, he decides to use his authority.
"If you wish to refuse, you and your little friends will rot in the dungeons, but if you accept, they leave and you will be treated like a queen"
In the end, you accept his offer, not knowing it's a marriage proposal in disguise.
Vlad Dracula
Even though, he was a human once, Dracula hates humans, simply, for killing his wife.
And you knew the rumors about the count being a vampire who drinks the blood of humans.
Yet you ignored those 'rumors' for the sake of getting the job.
Working as his only servant, you made sure to obey his every word.
Dracula would watch you silently clean the castle while drinking his cup of blood.
It's clear you have discovered that he is a vampire by now, but what amused him is you continuing to work under him.
The vampire tried to resist the thoughts of falling for you, despite his possessiveness of never letting you out of his castle.
Dracula decides after long thinking, that he does hate humans, yet he can change you to become like him...you will be the first person he will transform into a vampire.
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blondwhowrites · 8 days
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ꨄ I'm sorry, but it needs to be said: Mattheo Riddle with a baby is peak writing. Don't even get me started on if it's a baby girl. He is absolute girl-dad material 💅
ꨄ He wasn't sure about having any kids at first, but when he saw your belly peaking out for the first time BRO IS LOCKED IN
ꨄ Best baby daddy fr fr 
ꨄ That girl has him wrapped around her little fingers. Just like her momma, that baby can completely render Mattheo useless with just a smile. He already has to deal with you, and now he has a mini-you who also throws a tantrum whenever he tells her no 🙄
ꨄ He'd be a little wary when she is first born but after a month he's holding her in the weirdest ways as he walks around the house doing random shit
ꨄ You bet your ass he wears the title of DILF proudly. He will gladly watch the other ladies drool over him as he is shopping with his daughter strapped to his chest. He gets cocky about it too, but of course, he is a taken man. He will shoot down any lady that tries to flirt with him. He wears his wedding ring proudly 😤
ꨄ Is extremely protective of both of you. He needs to know you two are safe at all times. Mattheo wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone who tries to hurt you or his daughter. He's whipping out his wand, and making his father proud with his dark arts skills 😌
ꨄ Speaking of his father, your daughter will never know about Tom Riddle. Honestly, I feel like Mattheo would even take your last name when you two get married. He wants his baby to stay far away from his dark family lineage. She will never have to know the pain of bearing the last name of Riddle.
ꨄ Honestly I could yap about dad!Mattheo for hours
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lustsickforyou · 1 year
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what side are you on?
sirius black x reader (romantic, to platonic) regulus black x reader (romantic, eventually) james potter x reader (if you squint)
summary: you were born into a pureblood family and taught a special ability since birth, you’ve been used your whole life and you start to want a change.
warnings: arranged marriage, abusive parents, talks of miscarriage, mentions of death, angst
a/n: basing the power off of a heart renderer from shadow and bone, so credits do that. i also added in a scene from call me by your name because i couldn’t resist. will be a multi part series. reader is slytherin.
part one , part two
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Life hadn’t always been easy for you, it was something that seemed so normal at this point. You were born into a pureblood family, one of the sacred twenty eight. When your mother married your father they placed the expectation for her to bare his heir just as they did to everyone else. Your mother tried so hard to perform her duty, but pregnancy after pregnancy she had failed to do so, even though it wasn’t her fault. Each child that she had lost picked away at her soul, and she swore the last time she was pregnant that she would be done after that. She never even wanted kids in the first place.
That’s when you came along, a healthy daughter, but hardly what her husband had wished for. This daughter couldn’t carry on the family name. Your mother was so displeased with herself, the secrets the woman would share in whispers across the board got to her. So in attempt to save herself and her husband from their reputation being ruined, she made a deal with the devil. Tom Riddle himself. She swore that she would train her daughter to become a heart render at his own expense if he would marry her off to a respectable family. He, of course— agreed.
Heart renderers were rare, just like a legilimens. It was hard to perfect, but with you at home every day as a child and with lots of consequences if you did not perform to your mother’s liking, you mastered the art. You could do a plethora of things, both good and bad. You could make someone’s blood boil, get them to do whatever you wanted, get them to say things they would never normally say aloud. But you could also soothe a temper, calm someones heart rate, keep them warm. It was a blessing and a curse.
You were presented to Tom Riddle when you were eight, and he held up to his deal. Use you in exchange for a husband who had a well known name, that being Sirius Black. You two were to be married when you turn eighteen. The two of you spent a lot of time together at home, but rarely ever in school. He was a Gryffindor boy who was out of control, you were a Slytherin girl who kept to herself. Tom and his parents hoped this marriage would keep Sirius in line.
Many people at school feared you, in fact Dumbledore gave strict instructions for you to never use you powers in school. You understood this, followed the rules. The students didn’t understand, and would often say nasty things about you and your special abilities. How you were untrustworthy, that they needed to keep a distance from you for their own safety. You had never given them a reason to be scared, and yet here you were. Cursed with a power that only you saw could be good, but many found deceptive.
Now you were in your seventh year, used for your powers by Tom whenever he pleased, and Sirius had gone off the rails, leaving his family behind and the promise he gave to you along with them. Just before he left his home he came to you, he saw the good in you. Tried to convince you to run off with him for a better life, but you knew you couldn’t.
“Come with me, y/n.” he pleaded, looking down at you with hopeful eyes. You shook your head, stepping back from him. You wanted nothing more than to leave, to finally free yourself from not only your mother’s tight grip on you but Tom’s as well. “I can’t.” you whispered with tears in your eyes. Tom would kill you if you left, he had threatened it plenty of times when he noticed you grew weary of the things he made you do, the people he made you hurt. “Why?” Sirius tried to dig deeper, hopefully to make you realize that there was no reason why you shouldn’t go. “I can’t.” you repeated shakily. Everything in you was screaming to run, but you knew what Tom would do. He would hunt anyone you ever cared about, saving you for last before casting the unforgivable curse and take your life. Sirius stepped towards you. “Please.” he begged. You stepped back again, holding your hands up. The two of you turned your head when you heard footsteps coming down the hallway, you mother calling your name. You pushed him forward quickly. “Go.” you whispered with urgency. “Please come with me.” he pleaded. You held his arms in your hands and pushed him again. “Go.” you repeated but this time much more firm. With that he was gone, and you hadn’t seen him for months.
Now you sat by yourself at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall. You looked down at the book Sirius gifted to you on your eighteenth birthday just days before he left. It was a muggle book full of poems, something James had shown to him. You two had each other’s backs in the hardest of times. You understood each other on a different level. When he would panic, you would soothe his heart rate. When you would cry he would be there to comfort you. You nervously tapped your finger on the table, turning to see Sirius enter the Great Hall with his friends. They called themselves the Marauders, proud of the shenanigans the four got up to. You didn’t like them, mainly because you were jealous of them. James Potter was from a pureblood family, but nothing like yours. They were loving and kind. Remus was a half-blood boy that was far too good for this world, and Peter was a half-blood as well who was quiet and reserved. They got along with each other so well, you wondered if that’s where Sirius ran off to. To be with them.
Sirius’ eyes scanned the room, and they landed on his brother Regulus. You knew it must’ve been hard for him to leave his brother behind, but then again they were completely different. Unlike Sirius, Regulus was fully devoted to his work with the Dark Lord. You and him rarely ever spoke, mostly because you thought he may be afraid of you. Sirius turned away and sat down with his friends, but you noticed how every so often he would look towards the Slytherin table. Suddenly he stood up, making some excuse to leave his friends, and headed off down the hallway. You took this as your chance to speak with him, standing up and chasing after him.
“Sirius!” you called after him and he stopped in his tracks, turning around with tears in his eyes. “How are you?” you asked politely. “Good.” he lied to your face, but he knew that you knew how he felt. You could hear his heart pounding in his chest, another perk to being a heart renderer. “I— I read the book that you gave to me. The muggle one.” you tried to change the subject, but you couldn’t drop the fact that he was upset. “The poems, they’re really beautiful.” you commented. Sirius only stared at you. “I’m sorry that you’re sad.” you said softly, you always had a way with your words. You knew he was upset about seeing Regulus after months apart, you knew it stung. “I’m saying that because I wanted to tell you that I’m not mad at you for leaving. Not at all.” you explained. You would’ve left too, so why would you ever be mad at him for doing what you couldn’t? “I love you, Sirius.” you breathed out. You didn’t love him in the way many would expect. Sure you had a crush on him as a kid, but you knew the two of you would never work out. You had love for him, though. You held out your hand for him to shake on a deal. “Stay friends?” you asked even though it was a lie. You couldn’t live a double life, that would only put him and yourself in danger. Sirius knew that too. “For life?” he questioned.
You must’ve been ten, maybe eleven— playing in the woods behind your childhood home. You would play there for hours with Sirius. It was a peaceful place, no parents to scold the two of you, just you and him always. You tripped over a rock, hitting your knees on the ground making you cry at the pain. “It’s okay, I’m here.” Sirius comforted you. “For life?” you asked and he nodded. “For life.” he confirmed.
“For life.” you smiled, and he took your hand to shake it. He pulled you in for a hug, signaling he knew it couldn’t happen. You hugged him back, and soon after he pulled away. He stared at you, his eyes flicking between both of yours. He cleared his throat before walking off, leaving you standing alone in the hallway.
Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter sat in the room of requirement. The year before Dumbledore recruited them to join the Order, a cause to fight for freedom and away from the grips of the Dark Lord. They had been tasked by Albus to speak with a wizard who worked under Tom Riddle, a man who knew anything and everything about their upcoming plans. The only problem was the Marauders were having a hard time figuring out a plan. Once they reached this man during the fall break, they wondered how they would get him to rat out his boss without force. They never had any ill intention, that included torturing this man into speaking. Well— Remus and James had no ill intent. Sirius understood how evil the Dark Lord was, and he wouldn’t draw the line at anything if it meant taking him down. Peter often agreed with Sirius.
“You know what would make this easier?” Remus asked, turning towards the group with folded arms. “What?” James sighed, rubbing his face in annoyance. They had been going back and forth with ideas for hours. They could dress up in a Death Eater’s uniform and pretend they were on his side, but that wouldn’t work. This man was smart enough to know who was and wasn’t apart of the Death Eaters. They could torture him, but that was off the table. They could simply just ask, but when would that ever work? “If we had a heart render.” Remus shrugged and Sirius shook his head. “Absolutely not, y/n is off the table and there’s no way we’re going to find a heart render in time.” he was quick to speak up.
“Why exactly is she off the table?” Remus had peaked James’ interest. “Because I know her, and her family. Her family is like mine but a million times worse.” Sirius explained. “I don’t know about a million—” Peter mumbled and Sirius shot him a glare, making him go quiet. Everyone stared at Sirius with begging looks. “I’m serious, she works directly under Voldemort. She wouldn’t take the shot to betray him even if she had the chance.” he recalled to when he pleaded with her to go with him, and she wouldn’t. “That’s why she was taught heart render powers from a young age, she was literally born to work for him.” Sirius continued. “It doesn’t help that she’s gorgeous.” James added which earned a punch to his arm from Sirius. “Okay, ouch.” James grumbled.
“Okay, so maybe she was born for it. But let’s look at it from her stand point. I mean she was born and taught by her sadistic mother, traded off like she was nothing. Maybe she had no other choice.” Remus tried to be understanding. Sirius had told them all about your story. James pointed at him with raised eyebrows in agreement. “I mean think about it, Sirius. She’s a pureblood Slytherin girl who chooses not to associate herself with the Death Eaters at this school. Evan Rosier, Barty Crouch Jr. She won’t even look at them. Maybe there’s some good in her.” Remus continued. Sirius scoffed. “Trust me, there’s not.” Sirius mumbled and stood up. “We’ll find another way, but y/n is not it.” Sirius said sternly and they all slowly nodded, all except for James. Soon after everyone went back to their dorm and headed to bed for the night. James laid awake, tossing and turning. He couldn’t get the idea out of his head, you could help them. He had been told no on a multitude of occasions, but when has that ever stopped him?
A week had passed and the four boys walked down the hallway after their classes, all heading for the Gryffindor common room. James turned towards them just as they passed the library, spotting you sitting by yourself inside. This was his chance. “I have to go to— bye!” he lied terribly, running off from them. “What was that about?” Peter asked and Remus laughed. “He probably saw Lily or something.” he teased. James rolled his eyes behind them.
James entered the library, hesitantly walking over to you. You were sitting quite peacefully reading your book. James pulled out the chair next to you. “Hello, y/n. Looking as beautiful as ever.” he complimented and you looked up from your book with a confused and annoyed expression. He stared back and after a beat of silence you finally spoke. “Okay.” you sighed, closing your book and grabbing your things to leave. “No wait, you don’t have to leave!” he spoke up and you turned towards him again. “I’m not a fool, Potter. You clearly want something.” you said in detest. “Okay, fine. I want something.” he finally admitted. “What’s that?” you questioned with an annoyed tone. “I want to know more about heart renderers. Everyone says their so bad but— you don’t seem all that bad to me. I’ve never even see you use it against anyone. Or use it at all.” he shrugged. “So what does someone of your nature do?” he asked. “I think you know.” you sighed. “There has to be some good to it, every horrible thing must have a balance.” James almost begged to know.
You finally gave in. “Okay— I can soothe someone’s temper, slow their heart and make them relax. Which clearly you need because I can hear your heart beating loudly.” you pointed out. “You can hear my heart?” he asked curiously. “I can hear everyone’s. Who is this Lily Evans by the way, every time someone says her name your heart beats quickly.” she observed. “Wait— how do you know that?” he asked. You rolled your eyes and finally set down your book. “When you walked in here Remus said Lily Evans, and your heart quickened in pace.” you teased.
“That’s not important.” James mumbled. “If my heart is beating fast then show me how you calm it.” he asked. “Show me how you can get someone to tell you anything just like Sirius says.” James was trying to gain her trust, to show her he wasn’t afraid like everyone else was. “I can’t, I’m not allowed to on school grounds.” you leaned back in your chair. “No one has to know.” James smirked and you stared at him for a second. He wasn’t lying, and he definitely seemed curious about your power. “Give me your hand.” you gave in. James held out his hand palm up. Your slim fingers trailed down his cold hand, everything seemed to suddenly move slow. His heart beat was loud in your ears, and once your fingers reached his wrist and you touched his pulse, it slowed down to a calming rate. “Tell me what you want.” you spoke softly, your buttery smooth voice being the only thing he could hear. He looked into your eyes, before opening his mouth to speak before he even had the chance to stop.
“I need a heart render, give you the chance to do some good in this world.” he answered honestly. You pulled away and thought for a moment. This was your chance, a safe distance away from Tom Riddle and your mother. This was your chance to finally do some good i with your power. You knew you could trust James, Sirius sure did. They were apart of the Order, something you had grown familiar with when Sirius would tell you about it late hours of the night. This whole thing, him needing a heart renderer, had to do with something like that.
“I’m in.”
James walked into the room of requirement for their weekly meeting, a proud smile on his face. “I found a heart renderer.” he said confidently. “What? How did you find—” Peter started but was quickly interrupted when you walked in behind him. “Y/N Y/L/N at your service.” you smiled and everyone had a shocked look on their face, Sirius was no exception. “Y/N Y/L/N?” Both Peter and Remus said aloud. You laughed, moving across the room to face all four boys. “I’ve never had that reaction before.” you smiled which quickly faded when you saw the look on Sirius’ face.
“What are you doing here?” he deadpanned. “I’m here to help.” you shrugged. “James here found me in the library and gave me the whole run down on your little issue here.” you looked towards James who still looked incredibly proud at his doings. “What the hell were you thinking, James? She’s dangerous!” Sirius yelled and you looked over at him with a hurt expression. “You didn’t seem to think so when you came to me to calm yourself down.” you exposed him and he glared at you.
“Listen, we could really use her help.” Remus interjected, and Sirius rolled his eyes. “I don’t mean this to come off rude, but how do we know we can trust you?” Peter asked and you looked at him now. “I mean— don’t you work for you know who?” he asked. “It was more like a limited partnership.” you explained without really having to say much. Everyone fell silent. “Listen, if I was really that devoted to Tom Riddle I definitely would not be helping you idiots get valuable information on him. Yet here I stand.” you held out your arms.
“Okay, so say we can trust you. How do we know you won’t rat us out.” Remus asked and you stared at him before sighing. “I have been used by him my whole life, and never have I been given the chance to actually use these abilities for the better benefit of actually helping people. I think the Order can do just that. I know you’re all suspicious of me, maybe you think I’m using my powers on you right now to trick you, but trust me— you would know.”
“She’s right, it’s like a whole other experience.” James laughed and they all turned quickly to look at him. “She used her powers on you?” Sirius asked in shock. “Of course she did, and let me tell you, whatever she did to me will definitely work on that guy we’re trying to talk to.” James defended your case, something you had never experienced before. “Thank you, James. That was really kind.” you smiled and he nodded. “Fine, but after this you’re done.” Sirius was still suspicious.
“Great! When do we start?”
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your-nanas-house · 3 months
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Voldemort x malfoy reader where he’s in desperate need for an heir so he ‘does’ the reader over the large dining table with a lot of ‘yes my lord’
Love it, sorry if it took me so long 😭
Yes, my Lord
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◇ Pairing: Lord Voldemort X Malfoy!Reader
◇ Warnings: age gap (both off age but it's a clear big age gap), smut, HEAVY DUB-CON, public sex, p in v, wet spell (dunno if it exists but I use it every time 😬), breeding kink, creampie... just Tom Riddle, the death eaters watch them
◇ Summary: The dark Lord was ready to have heirs.
◇ Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. The writing is pretty shitty, 'M so sorry and it's kind of dark.
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Her eyes snapped up as soon as the dark lord pronounced her name in a strange tone, she wasn't exactly following the whole monologue that the now former Tom Riddle was gifting his followers. So she was oblivious at the topic connected to her name.
As she carefully scanned the room, her father, Lucius Malfoy, spoke with a worried expression on his face “B-But… my lord, she—” he tried, shutting his mouth as soon as the red eyes of the dark wizard glared slowly at him.
“I made my choice, Lucius… do you have anything to add?” He asked in a calm voice as he leaned closer, receiving just a head shake… the blonde man too scared to defend his own daughter in front of the older wizard.
When Voldemort called her name again, moving his slender fingers to indicate her to move closer.. she got up, her body shaking softly and sweating due to the fear and panic she was feeling at the worried expressions of her family.
She inhaled loudly as soon as the cold fingers of her lord brushed the side of her neck, traveling slowly down to her hips… making a grin appear on his face as her skin reacted with goosebump.
“Y/n, Y/n, Y/n… my poor little dove,” Tom cooed, moving his free hand in her hair before taking a firm grip and bending her down on the wooden table, a loud thud echoing in the room.
Every gaze was now staring at them, some were concerned, others worried and complacent… as Y/n's eyes started filling with tears, shutting tightly as the cold slender fingers lifted the skirt of her dress so that they could rest on her covered ass cheeks.
“My little dove, you know why I'm doing this, right?” Her lord cooed again, starting to knead her flesh harshly “I need a young cunt with a body that could carry strong heirs in it, hm” he continued while covering her now naked lower half with his cape, which swallowed the sinful act perfectly.
The death eaters had just a perfect view of the young witch’s face which showed clear fear and worry.
They could see Tom’s hand moving under the cape, silence except for noises of metal caused by his belt hitting the floor… sounds that made them stare more intently.
Some started to look away while others kept focusing on them, admiring how the older man leaned down to whisper in her ear something that remained between them before her front body hit the table harshly.
A loud whimper escaped her mouth as soon as she collided with the wooden surface, her hands grabbed into whatever she could reach as an uncomfortable whimper broke the silence.
A soft light of a spell appeared from under the fabric and little time after that her whole body jolted forward, her head hitting the table as well.
Given by the dark lord’s expression of pleasure and hers of pain the dark wizards knew that was happening.
His movements were clear and the noises loud, his thick long cock kept forcing her walls open, as he pulled almost completely out so that his tip was the only thing inside of her.
Soft whimpers kept leaving her pretty mouth, tears kept running down her face wetting her young skin as she took everything her idol was giving her.
“Take it” Voldemort hissed, holding her flat against the table while snapping his hips forward, his cock hitting her cervix in a painful but pleasurable way as hisses kept leaving his mouth.
The Parseltongue sent shivers down her spine, those hiss and smooth noises kept swirling in her head, making her wetter than usual and almost too submissive.
It was her first time, Tom knew it, and he was enjoying it way more than he should… his breath getting heavier and heavier as he moved faster and harder not really carrying to make her cum or her pleasure.
“Going to take my heir!” he hissed, his tongue daring out to lick the skin of her ear shell sinfully
“I’m gonna fill… you.. up” he added, speaking after each thrust, as he smirked evilly when her body started to shake due to the intense feelings.
Her mind was telling her how wrong the whole situation was while her body kept reacting positively— her voice even cracked softly due to his fast thrusts… making it get higher while she continued to repeat the same answer as a mantra.
The young woman's eyes rolled back as her lord cupped her breasts through the fabric of her dress, squeezing and kneading them roughly to continue the now pleasant assault.. now a bit sloppier since he was reaching his own peak.
Y/n was on the same path, and after a particularly hard thrust, her body spasmed and her jaw dropped open…. her walls clenched around his hard and veiny cock, allowing Tom to finally release inside of her. Thrusting his hips to get it deeper inside of her before slowly pulling out.
A soft sigh of satisfaction escaped his mouth, his slender hands moved under the cloak as well, assuring that his seed wouldn’t leave her body.
Both were still breathing heavily as the young witch took a couple of deep breaths, falling slowly down, her bare knees hitting the cold floor of her family Mansion.
“Lovely… You have such a wonderful and useful daughter, Lucius” The dark lord murmured in a mocking tone, petting softly her hair while staring deeply in her father’s eyes, who was still at the table
“Make sure she will be there next week, for the next… encounter” he ordered, taking a grip on her hair to move her head easily, so that her eyes could meet his piercing red ones “I will see you later, dove”.
His voice was smooth and tempting, a contrast to the rough actions that just happened… his caress feeling almost soft and loving even if his stare was just communicating pure possessiveness and domination.
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7s3ven · 5 months
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… [ MASTER LIST ] ༊*·˚
who i write for ,
Harry Potter - Slytherin gang (fancast too), Golden trio, Tom Riddle, Cedric Diggory
Hunger Games - Cato Hadley + The Careers, President Snow, Peeta, Finnick O'dair
Maze Runner - Minho, Thomas
Percy Jackson - Luke Castellan (<3), Percy Jackson, Clarisse La Rue, Stoll brothers
Miscellaneous - Gilbert Blythe (AWAE), Tristan Dugray (Gilmore Girls)
HARRY POTTER…
- Tom Riddle
OBSESSION
IN WHICH… Tom Riddle is partnered with a Gryffindor for potions. He expects them to crush every assignment sent their way, but what he doesn’t expect is him falling in love.
- Theodore Nott : most popular !!
ONE CUP OF COFFEE
IN WHICH… Theodore Nott can’t stand the idea of actually falling in love but he finds himself questioning his choices after a rather comforting conversation with a Hufflepuff.
- Christmas specials featuring,
Tom Riddle,
LAST CHRISTMAS
IN WHICH… Tom can’t fall in love, he shouldn’t fall in love. So why does he love Y/N L/N with her yellow robes, doe eyes, and her obsession with snow so much that he’d kill anyone in his path to get to her?
( last christmas - wham! )
Harry Potter,
BUY ME PRESENTS
IN WHICH… Y/N L/N’s situationship, Matteo Riddle, isn’t the best boyfriend material and when he forgets to buy her a Christmas present, she finally breaks it off. Luckily, she knows someone who’ll do everything Matteo didn’t.
( buy me presents - sabrina carpenter )
Oliver Wood,
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU
IN WHICH… Nothing would make Oliver Wood happier than getting a new broom as his Christmas present. That, or Y/N Malfoy finally noticing him. When the two collide at Hogsmeade, Oliver is overjoyed. Perhaps this Christmas, he’ll get two gifts.
( all i want 4 christmas is u - mariah carey )
Cedric Diggory,
CINDY LOU WHO
IN WHICH… Y/N L/N helps her crush and longtime best friend, Cedric Diggory, get with another girl. Deep down, she knows she’ll never be the bright and bubbly girl Cedric wants. She’ll always be the cunning snake with a knack for starting fights.
( cindy lou who - sabrina carpenter )
Draco Malfoy,
SANTA, TELL ME
IN WHICH… Draco Malfoy no longer enjoys Christmas, especially not when he has to stay at Hogwarts while all his friends are gone. But a certain bright-eyed Hufflepuff is glad to keep him company.
( santa, tell me - ariana grande )
Theodore Nott,
THE IDEA OF US
IN WHICH… the saddest thing in a relationship is knowing you met the wrong person at the wrong time yet you still can’t let them go.
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HUNGER GAMES…
- Cato Hadley
LACY
IN WHICH… Clove Kentwell can’t help but compare herself to Cato’s ex. They may have dated a year ago, but she sees the way he still looks at her.
( lacy - olivia rodrigo )
JEALOUS GIRL
IN WHICH… Y/N L/N grows jealous over Cato and Glimmer’s new bond yet denies any sign of anger despite it being obvious (part of a book)
( jealous girl - lana del rey )
DANCING WITH YOUR GHOST
IN WHICH… Cato Hadley and Y/N L/N accept there can only be one winner. The Capitol watches as one falls and the other leaves the arena with a furious heart, not quite moving on.
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MAZE RUNNER…
- Minho
IF WE GO DOWN, WE GO DOWN TOGETHER
IN WHICH… Minho firmly believes in the saying ‘if we go down, then we go down together’ especially when his long-time crush, and best friend, gets stuck in the maze.
( paris - the chainsmokers )
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PERCY JACKSON…
- Luke Castellan
NOBODY’S SON, NOBODY’S DAUGHTER
part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4
IN WHICH… Y/N L/N, after spending a decade at Camp Half-Blood, still remains unclaimed. Luckily, Luke is there to keep her company as her good friend. And to, perhaps, provide a bit more.
( chemtrails over the country club - lana del rey )
HELL-FIRE
part 1 / part 2 (in progress)
HELL-FIRE SPIN OFF
IN WHICH… Y/N doesn’t want to admit it, but perhaps she and the mischievous son of Hermes have more in common than she originally thought.
( hellfire - the hunchback of notre dame )
POPULAR
IN WHICH… Y/N is tired of being bullied her whole life so she makes a deal with Luke. As long as she does his bidding, he’ll make her popular.
( popular - the weeknd )
THE GRUDGE
IN WHICH… Y/N L/N can’t forgive Luke for his crimes despite loving him more than she loves herself.
( the grudge - olivia rodrigo ) UR MY LOVER
IN WHICH... Camp Half-Blood has its very own band to entertain themselves. Most of the campers aren’t sure where they get their electricity for their instruments but one thing they are certain about is that the substitute lead singer and lead guitarist definitely have a thing for each other.
( lover - taylor swift + shawn mendes ) POISON & TOXIN
IN WHICH... Luke commits the unthinkable and Y/N no longer wants any part in his life. Unfortunately for her, Luke isn’t ready to let her go.
( mad woman - taylor swift ) DRIVING LESSONS
IN WHICH… Luke attempts to teach Percy how to drive and, in the process, almost crashes into Luke’s long time crush. But maybe he can spin it in his favor.
MY LOVE
IN WHICH… the half-blood campers live in a world where everybody is granted a soulmate. Everybody but the favoured child of Aphrodite, who was always destined to live a life without true love.
( my love, mine, all mine - mitski )
EVERY1 WANTS HIM
IN WHICH… Y/N L/N realizes she didn’t the only girl hopelessly in love with Luke. And when she finally lets him go, that’s when he decides to reciprocate her precious feelings.
( slut! - taylor swift )
PEN PALS - trailer
pt 1 / pt 2 / pt 3
ATHENA'S GIRL - trailer
part 1 / part 2 / part 3
( warrior of the mind )
- Connor Stoll
UNBEARABLE
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