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A collection of some of my favorite fanfiction :) ~Incase you don't have fanfiction to read or don't have enough. Updated every time I read a new piece/reblog one on here main- @theravenclawgal
James Potter Sirius Black Regulus Black Remus Lupin Fred Weasley George Weasley
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Love of Literature Runaways An alternative to studying House of cards
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Ten days Full moons Changes Is that an offer? A moment alone Yellow sticky notes
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Save your tears (I'm here to stay) Royally screwed (series) Infuriatingly charming Our little secret Fred Weasley blurb (it was unnamed) Double up those steps Finally Thinking of you Technicolor Winter Wonderland Of books and pages Sheer brilliance
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The day I hurt is the day I no longer want to exist I just got you this because I saw it and thought of you “I never said I was good at picking names, for all I care we could call them Bob.” Choose me Defender
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A Scorned Lover’s Intermission: Spilled Milk Just my type Distractions His little songbird Just a summer thing Sirius being jealous and overprotective... (headcanon)
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I had a dream about you last night His sister Jealousy, Jealousy Too late to notice Paper rings A classic cliche Falling for you The girl next door A message on the wall
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étoiles la nuit.
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These are my personal favorites out of all the Harry Potter fics I’ve read! A reminder to please give love to all the writers you adore! They’re writing for free, even going so far as to spend a whole day or more writing! 🌷
I’m going to update this at a later time. I’ve read too many and loved too many fics. They all need to be here!
Last Update: 07/28/2021
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@taylorswift @taylornation folklore is turning 1 in a few days!!! (seriously cant believe it either!!)
Would you mind re stocking the folklore cardigans for the less fortunate people (like me) who didnt get to buy it last time? Lol thanks.
-Eva
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Honestly, just love this woman.
While we’re looking for things to do at home, I thought it’d be fun to share behind the scenes of my dad’s acting debut. 🎾
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Lemonade {J.P}
{James Potter x Reader}
Pairing: James Fleamont Potter x Reader (gender neutral!) Warnings: None. (Please let me know if there’s anything in here that triggers you!) Genre: Fluff. Word Count: 596 words Disclaimer: GIF is not mine. Credits to the owner. Summary: James makes you lemonade as an attempt to impress you so he can ask you out on a date.
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NOTE: This fanfiction is written by me and for pure entertainment purposes. If you have seen any other story/ fanfiction similar to this, it’s purely coincidental.
Hope you enjoy this! Please like or reblog this post as it supports me as well as inspires me to keep going! Thank you! <3
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Also, just to make things clear, James is the reader’s neighbour. (Not sure if it came across completely, so just putting it here.)
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“Aha! That’s it.” James said jumping up, “I’m going to make some lemonade for (Y/N). She just has to go on a date with me then.” 
“Oh, so those burnt cupcakes and rubber-like cookies weren’t enough to convince her to say yes?” Remus asked sarcastically while Sirius (unsuccessfully) stifled a laugh. 
“Okay, yes, I agree my first few tries were unsuccessful-” “Unsuccessful?” Sirius scoffed, “Prongs, they crashed and burned.” James glared at the laughing figures of his so-called friends as they settled down. 
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“You’re just as sane as I am.” -Luna Lovegood.
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That's When, when i see your face {S.S}
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x Reader
Genre/Trope: fluff; breaking up-getting back together
warnings: none, messy ending
Word count: 1.4 k
A/n: Yee first Stiles fic eep! based vaguely on That's When by Taylor Swift. Also Not my GIF
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“I know”
Those two words echoed through the kitchen of the Stilinski’s house and you winced. “I- Stiles” you sighed, running your fingers through your hair. You’d never expected the conversation to take such a drastic turn.
You had rescued Stiles from yet another villain running helter-skelter around Beacon Hills and had bandaged up his injuries and honestly had wanted to avoid talking about anything at all. Today had been Senior Scribe night and even that was messed up because some dude decided to attack Scott. But there was tension between you two. It was impossible not to notice it.
Granted, living in Beacon Hills and being part of the handful of people ‘in the know’, dating could get a little complicated with virtually no time to hang out in non-dangerous environments. So of course as you began to chastise Stiles to be more careful since he was human and more prone to injuries than Scott, the conversation just seemed to spiral out from there.
You both began arguing and you’d finally snapped and said that you needed some time and space. To take a break from all this supernatural stuff. To take a break from you, Stiles. Was what you hadn’t said. But he knew. And you weren’t sure how to feel about that.
You crossed your arms and stared out the kitchen windows, exhaling softly. The sky was murky and dark, the tell-tale signs of a storm. “Stiles” You said softly as Stiles looked at you. You could tell the supernatural drama was taking a toll on him too.
His eyes were droopy and exhausted and his skin seemed paler than normal. Not an inch of the usual snarkiness or sarcasm on his face. “This is what I don’t want” you said finally, gesturing at the air between you two. “This….tension. How are we supposed to survive life or death situations if we’re constantly stressed?” you asked as he shrugged.
“Y/n, I get it. We both need some space” “I’m going to San Francisco for the summer” you said. You weren’t sure why you wanted him to know that, but you figured it was better if he knew than if he didn’t. You realised neither of you were going to say anything more so you grabbed your stuff and made your way out of the kitchen towards the front door.
You paused, your hand inches from the door handle as you internally psyched yourself up. You hated the feeling of finality in the air. You tried not to think about how it felt as if by walking out of the door you were walking out of Stiles’s life entirely. Then exhaling firmly, you pulled open the door and stormed out.
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You gazed out of the window of your bedroom. Honestly you hated San Francisco. It was always raining. And if it wasn’t raining, there was fog. Ridiculously depressing. Your Bluetooth speaker was blaring away some Taylor Swift song and you tried to listen to it and enjoy it, but the rain outside made it depressing.
Ever since that afternoon at Stiles’s house, every time you saw rain, you felt like crying. You felt extremely nervous about returning to Beacon Hills for senior year. Nervous, anxious, excited everything, excited because you’d missed Stiles. You missed him so much it hurt. After three months of radio silence you wondered if he’d completely moved on from you.
You had broken up but it was only because you both needed some time off. But neither of you had specified if you two could go back to dating other people. You for one hadn’t. You barely knew anyone in San Francisco, apart from your mom and this girl you’d met at the library. So dating didn’t really seem to be in the picture. But Stiles on the other hand….
You shook away your thoughts. When you’d first started going out with Stiles, you had struggled with insecurity issues because of Stiles’s long time crush on Lydia Martin. And although she had never seen him romantically, feelings do change and you couldn’t help but think about it. Now that you were out of the picture, who says Stiles wouldn’t try asking her out again?
You groaned and buried your head into your pillow. Tomorrow you’d be going back to Beacon Hills and you’d go talk to him. Or you’d avoid him like the plague. Depends.
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“Hey you okay?” your mom asked from the driver’s seat and you nodded. “Why wouldn’t I be?” you asked staring out the windshield to BH high. “This is it. Senior Year” your mom said smiling encouragingly. She noticed the look on your face and sighed. “Look. Don’t worry about Stiles, okay? The two of you can handle this. There’s only two possible outcomes. Either you get back together or you stay just friends. So relax”
“I know, but it’s just, I would feel much better if I already knew what he’s thinking, which I would have been if someone hadn’t chosen to come back the literal day before the new school year starts!” your mom laughed. “Sorry honey. Now go, have fun!” you grinned and got out of the car, grabbing your bag and making your way through the school entrance.
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“You and I both know she got back here yesterday” Scott said leaning against his locker and arcing an eyebrow at his friend. “I know, okay dude, I’m just giving her some space” Stiles said, although he wasn’t sure he’d convinced Scott. The werewolf simply rolled his eyes at Stiles. “Well she’ll be here in school today, so you gotta talk to her” “I will…after school” Scott groaned in defeat as Stiles smiled apologetically.
He glanced across the hallway to where you were fumbling with your locker, opening before shoving your books inside. But then he saw something that made his blood boil. Of all the annoying, insufferable idiots in BH high, Theo Raeken, the most annoying and insufferable idiot of all of them decided to hit on you.
Stiles could see it even from so far away. Theo was leaning against your open locker door and was smirking at you, saying something. Scott noticed the agitation radiating off his friend and shook his head. “Stiles, no-” he began, but Stiles payed no heed to him and grabbed his book bag before marching towards your locker and tapping your shoulder. “Y/n! hey! You’re back!” he said in a forced cheerful voice and Stiles could swear he saw Theo’s smirk widen.
You arched an eyebrow at him. “Hey Stiles, this is-” “Theo, yeah I know” Stiles said through gritted teeth and you looked between the two of them, confused. Obviously they knew each other. But you’d never seen Stiles act so…. antagonistic with anyone. “Hey, Y/n can we talk?” Stiles said looking at you earnestly and you felt your anxiety rise again. “Now? Class is about to start…” “It’ll be quick” he promised and you shrugged allowing Stiles to drag you to an empty class room.
Once you two were inside, he shut the door and sighed, running his fingers through his hair, messing up his already messy hair even more. Everything about his body language screamed annoyed. “You okay?” you asked awkwardly, feeling ridiculously confused. “Hmm? Yeah I’m fine…just-” Stiles groaned leaning his forehead against the door. “I hate him” he muttered.
“Theo? He seems nice” “I just don’t trust him. There’s something off about him” Stiles said and you shrugged. “Okay” but you couldn’t help but feel a little amused and did your best to hide the smile spreading on your face. “So any reason why you brought me here to this empty classroom when class starts in the next ten minutes?” you asked as Stiles shrugged.
“I…I dunno” he admitted as you laughed softly. “You were jealous” you teased as Stiles rolled his eyes, infuriated. “Was not” he said childishly and you grinned. “Sure” Then you sighed and walked up to him, making him face you. “So are we going to actually talk? Or just wait until after school?” you asked softly, well aware that you were standing way too close to him, but you were afraid to move.
“I’m pretty sure that’s your decision to make” Stiles answered and you scoffed. “Wasn’t it a mutual agreement?” you asked, hating how breathless you sounded. “Well, yeah, you were frustrated, I was frustrated, but if being on a break means giving free reign to people like Theo to hit on you then I don’t want it” Stiles said and you laughed softly. “That’s why you wanna get back together? Because you’re jealous and territorial?” you asked amused.
“Fine maybe I am jealous, but I have the complete right to be”
“Oh?”
“Uh hmm”
“And why’s that?”
“Because I’m your boyfriend”
“Ok then”
And then when Stiles kissed you, it was awkward and rushed and filled with laughing and giggling but it worked and that’s what really mattered.
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If we’re friends, there’s a 106% chance that I’m always petrified that you secretly hate me.
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"My parents are Muggles, mate. They don't know nothing about no deaths at Hogwarts, because I'm not stupid enough to tell them."
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George Weasley dating a short person would include-
Pairing: George Weasley x Fem!Reader  Trope: Lightning Era headcanon [would include’s] Disclaimer: This picture does not belong to me. Credits to the owner. 
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George finds you absolutely adorable.
Everytime you don’t give him any attention, he’ll irritate you.
“Georgie gimme my book back, please!” you whined trying to reach it but he was too tall.
“Why? You can’t reach it?” he teased.
“George it’s not funny! Give it to me now!” you said, your face red. 
He kept holding the book above his head, but stopped moving because damn you looked so cute when you were mad. (Unless you were really mad, in which case he’d run for his life)
He looked at you with puppy dog eyes.
You knew what he wanted attention, but you were stubborn too.
You pulled his collar down and kissed him passionately. 
He was shocked but he rested his hands on your waist
As soon as he did that, you pulled away and snatched the book out of his hand. 
“Well that was fairly easy.” you smirked waving your book in the air, triumphantly. 
He was shocked. 
But OMG you were just looked so happy to trick him,
So he laughed and gave you a hug.
Like those hugs where he comes from the back and wraps his hands around your waist and his face is buried in your neck.
 LIKE OMG YOU WOULD 100% MELT. Like, i would melt, please
But you also got impatient at times. 
So whenever you felt down, you would go to where George is sitting, 
and you bend over from behind, your hair all over George’ s face, and press a kiss on his forehead. 
And he likes how your hair smells so sweet…
But he also knows that you do this only when you’re feeling sad or overwhelmed, 
So he takes you to his dorm and gives you his Weasley jumper because you like to have something that smells like him. 
The jumper is  loose because George is legit a giant. 
But it’s very cozy. 
Then he’ll cuddle with you. 
Cuddles? Literally 10/10 because Georgie is so precious oml 🥰🤗
HE PROTECC, HE ATTACC, but most importantly, he got his gurl’s BACC
And he’s also a gentlemen. Like, pwease so cutee.. <3
Also, He thinks its so adorable when you can’t reach the top shelf in the library. 
And when he goes to reach it for you, you just turn bright red. 
“Oh no, love, don’t be embarrassed, you’re face is all red and you’re even more cute now, Oh Merlin! I’m going to die!”  
which only makes you even more red 
He still always thinks of creative ways to ask you out even though you both are already dating.
And he’ll also get you very pretty wildflowers to put in your hair from the castle grounds,
and sometimes even from Prof. Sprout’s garden which gets him into detention, 
but it’s all worth it to see you smile. 
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- I hope you enjoyed reading this headcanon! Please do not repost/copy my work. Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated, Thank You and have a great day/night ! <3
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