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Fics With Titles That Start With S Masterlist

Safe and (the) Sound (ao3) - 27dragons, tisfan bucky/tony E, 84k

Summary: Tony dropped out of college to get away from his abusive father. When his longtime boyfriend reveals similar tendencies, Tony refuses to endure another moment of it, running away with nothing more than the cash in his pockets. He makes it to Virginia, where he's taken in by Bucky, a restaurant owner looking for an extra hand who's willing to be paid cash under the table.

Bucky's been struggling for years: to keep the beachside restaurant he inherited from his parents above water (both financially and literally); to live down the fact that he's gay in a small southern town; to get over the man who's owned his heart since he was fourteen. But he's never had to struggle as hard as he is now, to keep his hands off Tony.

Scars (ao3) - Arvensis5 bucky/tony G, 26k

Summary: When Tony tried to urge the homeless guy sleeping on the steps of the Tower’s loading dock to move, he never expected that he'd found Hydra’s pet assassin—James "Bucky" Barnes.

Now, after months of keeping his presence a secret from the Avengers and helping Barnes learn to cope with both his returning memories and the modern world, Hydra is back for their favorite toy and Tony must call in old friends to save the life of the man he just might have come to care for a little too much.

setting out (for a new tomorrow) (ao3) - racetoanyways steve/bucky, carol/natasha, riley/sam M, 30k

Summary: Steve Rogers has been working at Disney World since he was nineteen, and he’s lost his passion for the faith, trust and pixie dust. It might be down to Bucky Barnes, resident Prince Charming and his sworn enemy, to put the Disney magic back in his heart.

shatter every window till it’s all blown away (ao3) - superhusbands4ever (Potterwatch97) steve/tony M, 16k

Summary: Tony Stark has spent his life growing up in Tornado Alley Oklahoma with his disgraced, drunk, widowed father. At 16 years old, Tony can’t wait to escape the horrible town he’s grown up in. The only thing that makes living there bearable is his boyfriend Steve Rogers, which he has to keep a secret from his father. But after an incident at school, Howard finds out about Tony’s relationship with Steve and he isn’t happy about it. After things with Howard take a turn for the worse, Tony has to figure out a way to escape his house with it’s dark secrets hidden inside - or will a stronger force present Tony with the opportunity to quickly eliminate the problem himself?

Silver Lining (ao3) - cassyl sharon/natasha T, 3k

Summary: Over at the Triskelion, the analysts have started taking bets on how long it'll take Rogers to catch on, and, because Natasha’s always felt that the best way to gamble is to make her own odds, she takes it upon herself to make it as difficult as humanly possible for Sharon to maintain her cover.

In which Natasha Romanov lays a bet, makes a friend, and develops a crush.

Sorry for the Repetition (ao3) - harcourt clint/tony N/R, 34k

Summary: When Tony fails to save Clint from a mission gone bad, there's only one thing to do. Reset the clock and try again.

Sour Girl (ao3) - dollylux wanda/natasha E, 41k

Summary: A new family moves in next door to the Maximoffs, bringing someone new into Wanda's life who just may help her learn to be okay again.

Stark Jr. - SketchyNebula G, 27k

Summary: Peter Parker has just accepted that his peers will never believe in his Internship. Really, lately he has just been trying his best to keep his life in balance between all his daily responsibilities that tug at him for his attention, but then his class comes to his place of work without him knowing about it. Peter should never underestimate his ‘parker luck’.

starting to think our luck could change (ao3) - EverythingYouSeeIOweToSpaghetti bucky/clint N/R, 11k

Summary: Clint's 8 when they put him in elementary and he only knows how to read print but not cursive and he never learned how to write or how to do math. He doesn't know what the capital of the US is and he's never heard of President Bush. So, Mrs. Keller, the old lady they live with now, gets him a tutor, the neighbors’ daughter, Becca. He thinks she's the most beautiful person he's ever met. That is, until he meets her younger brother, James, or Buck as she calls him, who's rarely ever home and who makes him feel things.

Steve Rogers Is A Child (ao3) - LagLemon steve/tony, clint/phil M, 290k

Summary: Tony gets into fights with Steve all the time and it’s driving him insane. Sure, he’s not the nicest guy in the world, but all he did was steal a little of the guy’s sesame seed bagel - he didn’t deserve to get yelled at for something stupid like that.

After drowning his sorrows in hot chocolate and complaining to Pepper about what happened, Tony gets a phone call from Natasha telling him to hurry back home. Something’s happened - Steve has been attacked and he’s not quite the same man he once was - he’s been turned into a child.

With Steve out of commission, the team struggles with what to do and Tony finds himself filling roles he had never expected: babysitter and friend.

Stick With Me, Baby, I’m the Fella You Came in With (ao3) - Annie D (scaramouche) steve/tony E, 10k

Summary: During the final battle with Ultron, Tony kisses Steve for the first time. Afterward, he makes it clear to Steve that he was just running on adrenaline and not thinking clearly. Steve seems to accept it, but the kiss nudges open a door of possibilities, and the situation escalates.

Still Here, Still There - ArwenP steve/tony N/R, 281k

Summary: Tony and Steve never think about having a child- until they do. They have their son, Peter, and then… everything goes to hell.

Now that they decided to keep their son away… what will happen to all of them?

Straight on till Morning (ao3) - Sineala steve/tony E, 109k

Summary: Tony Stark resigned his commission in Starfleet five years ago, after a disastrous away mission, and he swore he’d never go back. He just wants to be left alone to build warp engines in peace. But the universe has more in store for him than that, as he discovers when Admiral Fury comes to him with an offer he could never have expected and cannot possibly refuse: first officer and chief engineer aboard the all-new USS Avenger, a starship of Tony’s own design. What’s more, the Avenger’s captain is Steve Rogers, hero of the Earth-Romulan War. Believed dead for over a century, Steve is miraculously alive… and very, very attractive.

But nothing is ever easy for Tony. As he wrestles with his secret desire for his new captain and his not-so-dormant fears, another mission starts to go wrong, and Tony becomes aware that Steve has secrets of his own – and the truth could change everything.

strange light in a purple sky (ao3) - Lake (beyond_belief) bucky/loki M, 10k

Summary: Loki gets kicked out of Asgard and lands in Arizona, where he's found by the Winter Soldier. Who has goats.

stress relief (ao3) - romanoff steve/tony E, 84k

Summary: They don’t love each other. They barely even like each other.

Such Sweet Revenge (ao3) - ali_aliska bucky/tony M, 167k

Summary: When the Rogues are back in the States after being pardoned, the New Avengers want nothing to do with them and as far as Tony is concerned, if he never speaks to them again, it’ll be too soon. After all, he didn’t spend the last year putting himself (and his family) back together only for his former co-workers to ruin all of his hard work.

But then he gets a hand-written letter from the Winter Soldier himself, apologizing for the events that transpired and an off-handed comment from Rhodey about Rogers failing to take care of an obviously miserable Bucky Barnes sets in motion Tony’s new, oh-so-evil plan to get some payback.

After all, what better revenge than to steal the Winter Soldier away from his best friend?

The only problem: Tony sucks at being vengeful, but apparently he’s an expert at inadvertently falling in love.

Suffer the Children (ao3) - natneill99 pepper/tony T, 56k

Summary: When Thanos destroyed half of all life, over 7,500,000 children in the US alone suddenly found themselves without a family to go home to. Fourteen-year-old Peter Parker was one of them.

Superior (ao3) - Teeelsie bucky/clint E, 29k

Summary: Fury casts a dark glance at the closed door, then leans back in his chair and looks at Coulson. “I’ve got an asset who's coming apart at the seams and maybe the only person who can relate is sitting right next to him. Figuratively, anyway.”

“And you think isolating him with someone else who’s been mind-controlled is the way to get him out of his head?”

Fury tips his head. “You don’t think it will work?”

Phil shrugs. “It might.”

“But?”

Phil hesitates before saying, “But there’s a lot that could go wrong.”

Fury snorts. “Isn’t that the SHIELD motto?”

Sweater Weather (cause it’s too cold) (ao3) - UnderwhelmingAlchemist sam/bucky G, 4k

Summary: Despite Delacroix having fairly mild winters, all things considered, living with Bucky highlights exactly how poorly he handles the cold. And of course Sam seeks to remedy this as soon as possible, wanting to make the lead-up to the holidays more manageable for him.

Swings and Roundabouts (ao3) - mariana_oconnor bucky/clint E, 50k

Summary: Clint Barton hates everything about Bucky Barnes, from his stupid perfect hair to his stupid perfect smile - especially the stupid perfect smug smile that he aims at Clint, like he’s better than him or something.

Clint wants nothing more than to wipe that smile off Barnes’ dumb face and make him see exactly how good Clint is. So naturally, he kisses him.

That’s how it begins.

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youreverydayfangirl · 9 months ago

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pairing: max verstappen x singer reader

summary: the one where new beginnings are made, a second championship is one and she allows herself to fall

warning: self doubt

a/n: hey guyssss

face claim: sabrina carpenter

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Y/n’s screen lit up, and her heart did a small flip at the sight of Max’s name. She swiped to answer, and his face filled her screen, looking more tense than usual, his hair a bit messy as he ran a hand through it.

“Hey, champ,” she greeted with a gentle smile, trying to ease the tension she saw in his eyes. “What’s going on?”

Max managed a small smile back, but it was laced with nerves. “Tomorrow’s just… it’s everything, you know? I can’t think straight.” He paused, exhaling, his eyes darting down as if ashamed. “I don’t even know what to do with myself. I’ve never felt this... tense.”

Y/n’s expression softened. “It’s all riding on tomorrow, huh?”

He nodded, a faint flicker of vulnerability in his gaze. “If I mess it up… after everything…” His voice trailed off, and he looked away for a moment. “I want this more than anything, but it’s like every thought I have is just making it worse.”

She tilted her head, voice gentle. “Max, you’ve been incredible all season. Everyone can see how much you’ve given, but right now… it’s okay to be nervous. It just means you care.”

His eyes met hers, searching, almost as if he wanted to believe her. “But what if I fail?”

She sighed softly, offering him a warm smile. “Then you get back up and try again, just like you always do. And no matter what, I'm by your side, I promise”

He gave a small nod, his shoulders relaxing just a bit. “Thank you, Schatje. I just… I needed to hear that.”

She grinned, voice playful. “Of course, and besides, when you win tomorrow, I can say that you were calling me the night before all cute and nervous”

Max chuckled, some of the tension leaving his expression. “If I win tomorrow, the first call I’m making is to you.”

“Good,” she replied, giving him a reassuring look. “Because I’ll be here, cheering you on. Now, get some rest, champ. You’re going to be amazing.”

For the first time, he looked like he believed her. “Thanks, Y/n. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

As the light from her phone flickered off, Y/n looked at the dark interior of the hotel room she was currently in, The only glow came from the Abu Dhabi cityscape beyond her window, casting a soft, hazy light across the room.

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y/nsprivate changed it up guys - ill always be a ferrari girl at heart

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"Y/nn." Y/ns head spun around to see where Alex was standing at the gate, coming to let her in. Her heart was hammering in her chest as she made her way over to meet Alex. She hadn't told Max she was coming, she wanted it to be a surprise if he won. The buzz of the paddock was electric, the air charged with energy, and everywhere she turned, familiar faces were moving through the crow. Y/n moved her cap lower and adjusted her sunglasses. More so for her comfort.

Alex grabbed her and pulled her into a tight hug. "Kika is somewhere around, I think Pierre is running a little late." Y/n nodded uncomfortable, the tension in her body high. "Hey." Alex said, drawing Y/ns attention back to her. "Everythings fine okay, and think about the look on Max's face when he sees you."

Y/n gave her a grateful smile but was still nervous. As hard as Max had been fighting, Lando had crawled his way up the standings and it was a fight to the death.

The pair made it to the familiar garage, and Y/n felt the tension leave her body at the comfort it brought her. A few paces ahead, she spotted Charles chatting with some mechanics, throwing her a quick grin when he noticed her. After he finished what he was saying, he made his way over to the girls, planting a quick kiss on Alex's cheek.

“Nice disguise,” Charles teased, noticing her cap and sunglasses. “Max will be thrilled when he sees you.” He pulled her into a quick hug before running back off the his mechanics.

The two girls made their way over to the Alpine garage where Kika had just arrived. She was muttering something in portuguese when her eyes locked on the girls.

"Never on time." She said rolling her eyes as she pulled the pair into a hug. All three of them laughed at that.

As the three girls engaged in conversation, Y/n found her self zoning out a little.

“Still good?” Alex murmured beside her, nudging her lightly.

She nodded, steadying herself. “Yeah, all good. Just… here for Max.”

Kika squeezed her hand with a knowing smile. “Then let's make sure it stays a surprise. He’s going to be thrilled when he sees you.”

As they moved through the paddock, Y/n’s heart pounded with anticipation, mind focused on the green eyed man she had fallen deeply for.

The three walked on, their voices blending with the hum of the crowd. Y/n kept her head low, hoping the brim of her cap would be enough to keep her from running into anyone who might recognize her. But, as fate would have it, the moment she rounded a corner, she accidentally brushed shoulders with someone.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, stepping to the side, her eyes firmly on the ground.

“No worries,” came the familiar voice. It took a moment for her to register it fully, but when she did, her stomach twisted. Lando. Her heart raced as she kept her face turned away, hoping he wouldn’t notice. She could feel his gaze linger on her a second too long, like he was trying to place her.

She felt his eyes on her as she started walking away, her pulse thudding in her ears, but she willed herself not to look back.

“Y/n?” Lando’s voice followed, tentative, as though he couldn’t quite believe it. She quickened her pace, hoping the crowd would swallow her up before he got a chance to catch up. But his voice called after her again, firmer this time. “Y/n, wait!”

But she didn’t stop. Alex and Kika shared quick glances before positioning themselves beside her, subtly shielding her as they continued through the paddock. She tried to steady her breath, focusing on Max and the reason she’d come here today.

“You’re okay,” Alex whispered, leaning close, her tone comforting but firm. “He doesn’t need to be part of today.”

Kika gave her hand another squeeze, a silent reminder that she had people around her who understood. They pressed on, eventually arriving at the garage, where Y/n felt the comfort of familiarity wash over her. Lando’s voice was lost in the crowd behind her, and she took a deep breath, knowing that this moment wasn’t about the past. It was about being here, now, for Max.

The last ten minutes of the race were a blur of intensity. Max and Lando were neck-and-neck, battling it out on the track like two lions. Every overtake and every turn had the crowd on their feet, and the tension was palpable. Y/n felt her pulse pounding in sync with the roaring engines, each corner threatening to shift the race's outcome. Her hands were clasped tightly, white-knuckled as she watched the screen, Alex and Kika mirroring her tension beside her.

“Come on, Max,” she whispered, her eyes glued to the screen as the cars hit the final lap. Lando had pulled slightly ahead on the last corner, but Max was right on his tail.

The team radios crackled with updates, and she caught snippets of Max’s voice, tense but determined. He was pushing the car to its limits, using every ounce of focus to close the gap between him and Lando. She knew he could feel it, the weight of the championship riding on his next move.

Max’s car edged closer, drafting behind Lando to reduce the air resistance as they hurtled down the straightaway. The gap between them was shrinking. Just as they approached the final few turns, Max made his move, diving down the inside, daringly close to the wall.

The crowd erupted as he edged past Lando, his car taking the lead by the narrowest margin. It was heart-stopping, and for a brief moment, Y/n’s breath caught in her throat as she watched, hardly daring to blink.

“Come on, come on,” Alex murmured beside her, her hands gripping Y/n’s arm.

Max’s car crossed the final corner in front, accelerating down the home stretch with Lando mere inches behind him. It was all or nothing. Y/n held her breath, the crowd’s roar filling her ears as Max’s car hurtled toward the finish line.

“Max Verstappen wins the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix and the World Championship!” The commentator’s voice rang out, echoed by cheers and applause from every corner of the circuit. Max had done it. He’d crossed the line first.

Y/n’s vision blurred with tears of relief and overwhelming pride as she watched him slow down, the realization settling on his face even through his helmet as he punched the air in victory. The entire team erupted in celebration, people rushing forward, and she felt herself swept along, her heart so full she could barely contain it.

She barely registered the tears slipping down her face as she laughed, catching a glimpse of him stepping out of his car, arms raised in triumph. The crowd’s cheers were deafening, but through it all, she felt a magnetic pull, the thrill of knowing she’d be there when he turned around. She wanted to be the first face he saw when he celebrated the dream he’d just made real.

The atmosphere at the podium was electric. Max stood in the center, his face still flushed with the adrenaline and euphoria of victory, the World Champion trophy gleaming in his hands. Confetti rained down in a glittering storm as fans cheered and waved flags. Y/n watched him from the sidelines, her heart pounding with an indescribable mix of pride, relief, and love.

As he looked out over the crowd, Max’s eyes finally landed on her, hidden among the sea of people but unmistakably there. His expression softened, and in that moment, a private smile crossed his face. She raised her hand in a small wave, feeling her own grin tug at her lips despite the tears gathering in her eyes.

Max took a deep breath, lifting a bottle of champagne and twisting off the cork, sending it flying into the air. The bubbly spray erupted, drenching the mechanics nearby. Lando wiped a droplet off his cheek, unable to suppress a hint of a smile at the chaos, but the tightness in his jaw betrayed his mixed feelings.

Back at the garage, the celebratory atmosphere still buzzed with excitement, but now it felt more intimate. Max pushed through the group of mechanics and team members, his heart racing not just from the victory but from the anticipation of seeing Y/n again. As he turned a corner, he spotted her leaning against a wall, her smile brighter than the confetti that had rained down just moments ago.

“Y/n!” Max exclaimed, rushing toward her. He enveloped her in a tight embrace, lifting her slightly off the ground. The warmth of her presence was intoxicating, and he could hardly believe she had made it.

“You did it! I can’t believe you’re the World Champion!” Y/n said, her voice bubbling with joy. “I’m so proud of you!”

“Thanks,” he replied, beaming down at her. “I couldn’t have done it without you Mijn liefje.” He leaned in closer, whispering, “You’re my lucky charm.”

They shared a tender moment, eyes locked, the world around them fading into a blur. It felt like time stood still, and all the tension from the race melted away in the warmth of their presence. In that moment, what Y/n had already been thinking was solidified, he was her endgame.

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formula1 Max Verstappen is the 2024 World Champion for the 4th consecutive year in a row.

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charlesleclerc 🎉🎉

redbullracing CONGRATULATIONS MAX!!

landonorris good job mate

-> user1 i just know he was in pain

user2 well earned!

user3 lando should have one

-> user4 grow up

user5 so no ones gonna talk about the way max was smiling at someone when he was no the podium

-> user6 no he was just happy

-> user7 no he was definetly looking at someone

-> user8 RIGHT!

-> user9 LOOK AT HIS RECENT POST OMG

user10 why is no one talking about the fact than Y/n Y/ln was there

-> user11 WAIT WHAT

-> user12 yeah my cousin was there an shes a HUGE y/n stan and she said she saw Y/n with Alex and Kika

-> user13 😱😱

-> user13 proof??

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maxverstappen1 FOURTH WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!! I couldn't have done it without you my love 🖤

user1 THE CAPTION IM SCREAMING

user2 WHO IS IT

charlesleclerc shes definitely giggling and kicking her feet

-> alexandrasaintmleux can confirm i just heard her scream

-> maxverstappen1 😂😂

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The night was electric as Max and Y/n entered the club, the pulse of the music matching the racing rhythm still echoing in their hearts. The atmosphere was alive with celebration; lights flashed in vibrant colors, and laughter echoed off the walls. Streamers adorned the ceilings, remnants of the day’s earlier festivities, creating a glamorous backdrop for the night ahead.

Max, still riding high from his victory, squeezed Y/n’s hand as they made their way through the crowd. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness; the energy around them was contagious. As they reached the center of the club, they were greeted by a chorus of cheers from their friends, who had gathered to celebrate his win.

“Max!” Pierre called out, raising a bottle of champagne as he waved them over. “You made it! We were starting to wonder if you’d show up!”

Max grinned, pulling Y/n closer to him. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world!”

The group enveloped them, and Y/n felt the warmth of camaraderie wash over her. Daniel handed Max a drink, giving him a playful shove on the shoulder. “To the champion!” he shouted, and Charles raised his glass in agreement. “You earned this!”

They made their way to the dance floor, surrounded by friends and the infectious beats of the music. As they danced, it felt like the world had faded away, leaving only the two of them. Max pulled her in close, their bodies moving in sync, the rhythm of the music guiding them.

Y/n laughed as Max spun her around, her hair whipping through the air. She felt free, unburdened by the past and the weight of expectations. In that moment, all that mattered was their connection, the joy of celebrating his hard-earned victory.

“Can you believe it? You’re the World Champion!” Y/n shouted over the music, her voice filled with exhilaration.

“I can’t believe you’re here!” he replied, his eyes sparkling.

The song shifted to a slower beat, and Max wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. “Thank you for being here,” he said softly, his gaze sincere. “You really are my lucky charm.”

They swayed together, the world around them blurring into insignificance. For Y/n, it felt like the beginning of something beautiful.

As the night wore on, laughter and cheers filled the air, and the celebration continued. Y/n found herself lost in the moment, reveling in the energy of the club and the warmth of Max by her side. Her heart was full of him, she didn't think she could ever get enough.

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radio-fmm · 1 year ago

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Fics masterlist:

Sanji Vinsmoke

Human

Bathing suit

Prince!Sanji x Knight!reader au

Sanji x gardener!reader series masterilst

Drabbles

Dance with me

Trust

Portgas D. Ace

A world we are both in

Mission failed

Young, drunk and alone

You must live

Drabbles

In your orbit

Inked

Kiss

Zoro Roronoa

Enough

A princess armor

Zoro x bird!reader

The sparrow and the hunter

Full bloom

The bird’s call

Drabbles

Always yours

Trafalgar Law

Law + mexican s/o , Law + mexican s/o meeting the Strawhats

Turmoil

Takes two to tango

Magic Music Box

2 am bathroom meeting

Drabbles

Too sweet (for me)

Law the muse

Kitchen counter

Pajarito Colibrí

Monkey D. Luffy

Sun kissed

Dear Luffy , Dear Luffy… what?!

Miscellaneous

One piece men react to you screaming their full name ft. Ace Zoro & Sanji

One piece men hear you speaking Spanish for the first time ft. Sanji, Law, Ace & Zoro

One piece men react to your new haircut ft. Law, Zoro & Sanji

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dmbnpoetic · 20 days ago

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dani. she/her. eighteen. aries. enfp. eurolatina. multi fandom blog. paddock princess. oscar piastri. sim jaeyun. this is sabrina carpenter. masterilst.

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witchersgoldenbard · 3 years ago

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geraskier masterlist

✨one shots✨

✨ aromantic geraskier

Matters of Aching Hearts | read on tumblr ~700 | G | unrequited love, breaking up, crying, heartbreak, they hug in the end, aromantic geralt

Geralt makes a confession. Loving is hard. It doesn’t work, not like that. He can’t love Jaskier, no matter how much he wishes he could.

Cherry Blossoms and Happiness | read on tumblr ~700 | G | they are both aro and that's what makes everything easy for once, fluff, friendship, platonic love, softness

Geralt is not used to good things happening to him, let alone for them to be slow and gentle for once. But Jaskier is here, running fingers through his hair, and this love between them is the easiest, gentlest and best thing he knows.

✨ canon verse

Sticks and Stones (may break my ankle and it really hurts, Geralt) 2.5k | G | fluff, established relationship

Geralt and Jaskier are on their way to Kaer Morhen to spend the winter with the other Wolves. That would all be nice and good if it weren't for Jaskier's damned ankle that hurts like hell. He just hopes Geralt doesn't notice. Spoiler: he does. Of course he does.

Bards are Meant to Love (not to cook, honestly) | read on tumblr 1.8k | G | fluff, established relationship

Listen, Jaskier is struggling. There are way too many pots and pans to manoeuvre, too many instructions on the sheet in front of him, and simply no instinct on his part when it comes to cooking. Seriously, the best thing he can do with a fork is bury it in the hand of some loud-mouthed dickhead who dares to talk shit about Witchers. And even so, that is a far safer use for a fork around him than in an actual kitchen. And yet, here he is. In a kitchen. Cooking. Because Geralt is coming back.

No Words Required | read on tumblr 1.8k | G | nonverbal geralt, found family, fluff, established relationship

In which Geralt gets non-verbal one day at Kaer Morhen - but it's fine because everyone is ready to just let him be.

you'll darn me back together | read on tumblr 2.1k | T | first kiss, love confession, soft boys, embroidery as love language

Geralt loves watching Jaskier work on his clothes - embellishing, mending, redesigning. It's mesmerising. It's beautiful. It makes him yearn for soft things and pretty flowers on his own shirts. In wich secretly Geralt wants nice things and in the end gets more than he dared to dream.

lose yourself. i'll find you | read on tumblr 1k | T | hurt/comfort, found family, established geraskier, jaskier gets a hug (cw: implied dissociative tendencies)

In which Jaskier is scared he’s getting bad again, but Geralt is there to catch him.

✨ post-season 2 Won't Let You Take The Blame | read on tumblr 1k | T | love confessions, first kiss, they choose each other, hurt/comfort

Immediately after the final battle, Jaskier stands in among debris and trembles like the keep had just moments before. Just when he thinks he's about to fall, Geralt catches him and apologises, but Jaskier won't let him.

and as the stars above them hum and hear them | read on tumblr 1.9k | G | yearning, post-s2, love confessions, stars as narrative device, hurt/comfort

Jaskier is gazing up at the stars when Geralt joins him and asks him if he ever found what pleases him. And as they are watching, maybe the stars will finally align for these two.

And Through It All, I Choose You | read on tumblr 3.6k | G | post-s2 fix-it, first kiss, love confession, hurt/comfort

The very moment Geralt gets to just breathe and rest, he realises he fucked up his second chance with Jaskier. He is determined to make this right. Apologise. And make Jaskier understand what it means to choose him. Turns out, they both get to make a choice in this.

post-s2 jaskier whump (not exactly geraskier, sometimes unrequited)

sad alcoholic jaskier 500 | M | jaskier is in a very bad state of mind cw: depression, alcoholism, lethargy, detachment, abandonment. this is not happy.

everyone always takes from him 558 | M | introspective character study, sad jaskier, everyone is indifferent to him

jaskier needs geralt to lie to him and tell him he matters 355 | M | jaskier has a panic attack and needs geralt to lie and say he's important and that the world isn't better off without him

✨ geraskefer

hold me together and give me a reason | read on tumblr: 1, 2 4k | M | post-s2, panic attack, jaskier whump, hurt/comfort, first kisses

After losing nearly everything, Jaskier falls apart alone in a room in Kaer Morhen. It takes a sorceress and a witcher both to put him back together again.

✨ modern au

shower day | read on tumblr ~900 | T | established relationship, hurt/comfort, nonverbal jaskier, soft geralt

Jaskier is overwhelmed and unable to take a shower. Thankfully, Geralt is there and understands.

EuroVision Fic | read on tumblr 1.1k | G | eurovision song contest, singer jaskier, camera man geralt, fluff, pining

@des8pudels8kern: Modern!Jaskier is representing Poland at Eurovision. Geralt is a camera operator who would much rather do documentaries or at least sports competitions, but a job is a job.

EuroVision Fic, Encore | read on tumblr ~900 | G | silly jask, flirting, geralt gets make-up, fluff

Backstage, right before the Grand Finale, Jaskier distracts himself from his nerves by admiring Geralt's pretty face. He promptly improves it with glittery highlighter. Geralt lets him.

✨multi-chapter & WIPs✨

Tell Me About The Light Behind My Eyes 66k | WIP 12/? | M | found family, healing, slow-burn, nonverbal ciri

First, Jaskier lost his witcher on that mountain top. Then Nilfgaard started the war and he lost everything else. Now he travels the Continent as a nameless, wandering, welcome bard. There is no greater power, Jaskier knows, than that of bringing light into darkness through the art of music and poetry. It comes as a great surprise to him, then, that his presence is asked at Kaer Morhen by none other than Yennefer of Vengerberg. Although apprehensive, all hesitation melts away when he hears why they need him. Princess Cirilla seems in dire need of a bard to bring some light back into her eyes. For that, Jaskier knows, he would even bear to live with four grumpy witchers and the Continent's most powerful mage. Oh well... He's sure this won't end well for him. Or: Jaskier is coming to Kaer Morhen as Ciri's emotional support bard. They make an unexpected family along the path to healing.

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Embers Glowing, Hearts Burning | read on tumblr 2.2k | T | caring geralt, soft geralt, anxious jask, hurt/comfort

Sitting by the fire at Kaer Morhen, Jaskier’s thoughts spiral out of his control. Geralt is there to remind him of the good things. Tenderness ensues.

There’s Nothing Here But Light | read on tumblr 1k | T | nonverbal jaskier, cuddles, protective geralt, found family comfort

In which Jaskier needs a quiet day filled with cuddles and no obligation to talk. Thankfully, his family of a princess, a witcher and sorceress is ready to give him just that.

✨ modern au

Our Broken Hearts, They Match 22k | M | finished | (not really) unrequited love, hallmark au, jaskier whump, jaskier & renfri are twins, endgame: geraskier & yennfri

Jaskier is notorious for being bad at keeping secrets, but there is one he has been keeping under deadlock for years now: he's in love with Geralt, his best friend. Not only that, but his twin sister Renfri has fallen for Geralt's girlfriend, Yennefer. So, when Geralt and Yennefer announce their engagement, the siblings are devastated and decide not to show up at the wedding and distance themselves from the happy couple. Now, if only Jaskier could say no to Geralt and make this whole thing easier for everyone involved.

✨ high school au

The Simplicity of Being Chaotic | read on tumblr 6k | WIP 1/? | T | fluff, adhd jaskier, autism spectrum geralt, vesemir adopted geralt, eskel, lambert and ciri, best friends jask & renfri & yen

Here's what happens when Jaskier, chaotic extraordinaire of sass, catches the eye of Geralt, the silent guy in the back of the class who never talks to anyone.

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standalone one shots:

Fairy Lights | read on tumblr 1.5k | T | fluff, mild hurt/all the comfort, jaskier comes out as nonbinary, established relationship

Jaskier has been having a gender identity crisis and tells Geralt about it as they are sharing a soft, quiet moment in Geralt's room. Jaskier comes out as nonbinary, and Geralt is his usual supportive self.

Your Loving Touch | read on tumblr 1.4k | T | fluff, non-binary jaskier, supportive boyfriends in love, all the comfort cuddles, jaskier coming out as ace

There is one thing that Jaskier doesn’t love: sex and everything that comes with it. They have to tell Geralt, somehow. It goes better than expected.

Flower Crown Softness | read on tumblr 1.3k | G | fluff, soft boys in love, established relationship

Jaskier makes Geralt flower crowns and kisses his head. Geralt paints Jaskier's nail black and kisses his hands.

Essays and Cuddes | read on tumblr 2.3k | G | nonbinary jask, cat roach is the real mvp, soft boyfriends in love, good papa vesemir

Jaskier has been working non-stop on their essay and is in desperate need of a break. Geralt and his cat take care of them and make it better.

Tipsy Bestie Shenanigans | read on tumblr 1.7k | T | nonbinary characters, she/they renfri, he/they jask, best friends, tipsy shenanigans, early 2000s classics, renfri is aro but not explicitly

Jaskier visits his best friend Renfri to get his nails painted and his hair played with while they sing and dance to early 2000s emo classics.

#geraskier #geraltxjaskier #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #the witcher #geraskiersource #masterilst #master post #i felt like i'd have more geraskier stuff?? but apparently not. huh

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gatefleet · 3 years ago

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Damage

Ungodly Hour

Blanket Thief

#winter soldier masterilst #bucky barnes masterlist

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johnsamericano · 4 years ago

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『 ͲąҽìӀ / ᎠօմҍӀҽ ʂմìçìժҽ 』

warnings: mentions of mental issues, toxic relationships, cheating, drinking, homicide and suicide, yandere shit.

taglist: @nakamotocore @blinkxblackpink44 @la-ra-rumi @winwinee

loveholic masterilst.

a/n: I had to remove the read more thingy cuz tumblr likes to mess with me and it kept erasing paragraphs from the story.

Have you ever felt the anxiousness of not knowing if your partner is coming home that night?

Taeil has.

Every Friday when you go missing, all his mind can do is wander, trying to find an answer to why you’d cancel date night, why you wouldn't let him hug you at night anymore.

“It’s just too hot to cuddle.” You'd shrug, unaware of how unstable his mind became when you did.

The answer was right in front of him, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to face the truth. Embracing it would mean losing you, the only string of sanity he had left. You'd healed him when his family reduced him to nothing but a depressive sack of sorrows, with no friends other than his pills, those pills that shut down the whispering voices at the back of his head that repeated how useless he was. Insignificant.

After meeting you, he threw his medications away. You made him feel better, healed. He was loved for once in his life, and that was more than enough to erase every single bad memory he had. But he wasn't so sure how true your love for him was anymore.

The whispering voices had returned stronger than ever, and no pills had the power to shut them down anymore. Only you could.

“I’m home.” 3:00 a.m.

You smelled as if a whole bottle of vodka had been poured down on you, but there was also another peculiar scent emanating from your clothes. Perfume, far too manly to be yours or your friends. It wasn't the first time, and he was sure it wouldn't be the last.

‘Stop this, Taeil. Only you can.’

The voices whispered, causing his hands to press against the shells of his ears. You ignored him, the alcohol you'd drank numbing any ounce of empathy for him you had left.

‘You can leave together, you'll be happier. I promise.’

“Stop it!”

“What?” You placed down the glass you were about to use, looking attentively at Taeil.

“Stop it...” He kept muttering.

“Taeil.” Your voice pulled him out of his trance, the voices keeping silent to hear what you had to say. “I can't do this anymore.”

This was it, the moment he'd been fearing for a few months now. All the plans he'd made with you crumbled down in just a matter of seconds, and so did his will to keep going. Maybe the voices were right, maybe that was the only way you'd stay with him forever.

“I’ve been seeing someone else, Taeil.” You thought confessing to what you'd been not so secretly doing, would be enough to make him let you go. Oh, how wrong you were.

“It’s okay, I can fix this, I can fix us. You just have to trust me, everything will be back to normal in no time.” He was wearing the smile of a mad man as his hand closed tightly around your wrist, dragging you to the front door.

“Let go!” You slapped his hand repeatedly to no avail.

“It’s gonna be okay, don't worry.” He kept repeating, more to himself than to you. His grip on you softened as he unlocked the door, giving you the perfect chance to escape.

But the only way out was blocked by him, your only other option was hiding somewhere with something to defend yourself. However, your legs weren’t fast enough, for Taeil was quick to reach you, slamming an unknown object against the back of your head. You blinked twice before your wobbly limbs gave up, making you fall on your face. Everything blacked out for a moment until you opened your eyes again. You were sitting in his car, a pipe stuck in through your window.

“Taeil?” He was staring at you, his arms crossed over the wheel with his body leaning forward. “Where are we?”

“Don’t you remember? We had our first date here.” He started the engine. “I was just waiting for you to wake up. The pain will be over soon, don't worry my love.” Smoke started coming in from inside the pipe as Taeil pressed the pedal.

“Please, Taeil. You don't have to do this, we can work this out!” You tried opening the door, but it was locked. There was no use in trying to reason with him, the decision had already been made.

You wouldn't give up, trying your best to convince him to stop while smoke filled your lungs.

“Please.” You pleaded weakly, your vision going blurry as you tried with all your might to keep breathing. But in the end, you lost the battle, and your heavy lids hooded those once bright eyes that Taeil fell in love with.

“It’s okay, baby.” He undid your seatbelt, pulling your almost lifeless body to his lap. He held you tightly while feeling his airways slowly being closed. For the first time in months, with you wrapped tightly in his embrace, he felt at peace. Maybe the voices weren't lying after all.

“Sleep tight, my angel.”

#nct au #nct imagines #nct ot21 #nct smut #nct x reader #nct #nct 127 #nct scenarios #nct angst #nct taeil #nct yandere

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christinebloodwrittings · 4 years ago

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Recomendation!!

I can't believe that my mental and emotional stability depends on:

Something Good by @immersed-in-mischief

Love is Selfless, It's Kind by @lokisprettygirl22

White Line by @youlightmeupfinn

It's just that their stories are very good!! Full recommendation!!

Something Good Masterlist (Tom Hiddleston x Reader)

Love is Selfless, It's Kind Masterilst (Loki x Reader)

White Line Masterlist (Mob!Tom x Reader)

*Also I finished reading Wrong Number by @youlightmeupfinn and all I have to say is that its a masterpiece, I loved it so much!!

#recomendation #fic recommendation #loki x female reader #loki x reader smut #loki reader insert #tom hiddelson #tom hiddelston loki #tom hiddleston #tom hiddelston imagine

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jamesbuchananxsteviegrant · 5 years ago

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do you have any smutty stucky x reader fic recs seeing as i read all of your lol

OKAY, so, I started this the other night but I accidentally closed the Tumblr tab and I was furious so I gave up. BUT I’LL TRY AGAIN:-

Also, I’m gonna post all Marvel smut I have, not just Stucky, cause I wanna please everyone.

Quick disclaimer to get me out of trouble: these are just my personal favourite pieces/masterlists. There’s a million angst Stucky/Steve/Bucky x Reader pieces on Tumblr and I WANNA READ THEM ALL!! Just because they’re not on here doesn’t mean they ain’t fantastic, these are just all the ones I really love…

ALSO, what I didn’t mention on my Angst recs, the pages/masterlists that I reccomend don’t ONLY do Smut, they also do other stuff, but I have them saved because of their Smut....

ALSO - DO NOT READ ANY OF THE BELOW FICS IF YOU ARE YOUNGER THAN 18! PLS! TY BBYS! It’s against the law, ya know?

SO! In no particular order:-

Once again, ANYTHING by @sinner-as-saint. She’s a queen of smut.

Stucky x Reader Oneshot by @tilltheendwilliwrite

Bucky x Reader Masterlist by @buckybarnesstar

Lots of MCU characters x Reader Masterlist by @loving-barnes

Lots of MCU characters x Reader Masterlist by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Steve/Bucky/Stucky x Reader Masterlist by @marvelouscaptainrogers (My personal fave)

Steve x Bucky x Tony x Clint x Sam x Reader Oneshot by @angryschnauzer

Steve x Reader Oneshot (one of my fave pieces of all time) by @mywritingsblog

Alpha!Stucky x Omega!Reader Oneshot (part of a 3-piece mini-series) by @fvckingavengers

Bucky x Reader Oneshot by @fvckingavengers

Lots of MCU characters x Reader Masterlist by @thiddlesoffiction

Steve x Reader Oneshot by @tonystarkpristinefacialhair

Stucky x Reader Oneshot (tw: the most fucking intense Dom/Sub piece to ever exist. If you’re a sub it’ll probs throw you into subspace no lie) by @thejamesoldier

Lots of MCU characters (incl. Stucky) x Reader Masterlist by @marvhellove

Lots of MCU characters (incl. Stucky) x Reader Masterlist by @captain-rogers-beard

Destroyer Chris x Reader (Seb Stan) Oneshot by @mywritingsblog

Bucky x Reader Wattpad Book by captaincas221b

Bucky x Reader Oneshot by @bucky-plums-barnes

Lots of MCU characters x Reader Masterlist by @nastybuckybarnes

Lots of MCU characters x Reader Masterlist by @welldonebeca

Lots of Seb Stan characters x Reader Masterlist by @plumfondler (my personal fave)

Bucky x Reader 100 Kinks Masterilst by @bucky-plums-barnes

Jeez, that’s quite long. Almost like I love reading smut or something... crazy right?!

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youreverydayfangirl · 3 months ago

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DOWN BAD

pairing: charles leclerc x singer reader

summary: the one where she falls into a depression, her brother picks his side and lando moves on all to quickly

warning:

a/n:

face claim: madison beer :)

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f1gossip lando norris and magui corcerio spotted out recently

user1 i actually think they're pretty cute

user2 idc i miss yn and lano

-> user3 right? i wanna know the tea tbh

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"Y/n? Oh baby." Bsf muttered after opening the door to Y/ns bedroom. Her best friend immediately wrapped her arms around the girl, pulling her into her chest. Y/n began to sob, her chest heaving as everything came crashing down. "I can't do this, I mean its so stupid we weren't even together and I…" Bsf rubbed her arms up and down the younger girls back. "Shhh, just let it all out honey, I've got you." Her knees immediately gave out and the pair sunk to the floor together, bsf being Y/ns life line. "I'm so stupid." Y/n whispered. "No you're not stupid, you were just in love." And Y/n clung to the one person she knew would never leave her.

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ynspriv fuck all men honestly. and fuck everything if i cant have him. atleast i got a dog now. his name is bear.

bsfuser oh honey im so sorry

-> ynspriv its alright

thatgolfergirl we should have a girls night

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-> user1 MY CHARLOS HEART 😭😭

user2 CARLANDO

-> user3 a reunion is just what i needed

user4 nah you wrong for this idc

user5 anyone else think this is dodgy asf after the whole yn lando situation

-> user6 they were just friends calm down

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Y/n wasn't sure how much she had drunk at that point, she did know that it was way more than she should've however. Lily and Alex were somewhere on the dancefloor, while best friend was grabbing the group another round of drinks.

Y/n quickly downed the shot that her best friend had given her before dragging her to the dance floor, "Come on I wanna dance." She said loudly as they made their way to the middle of the club.

It was a while before Bsf spoke up again, shouting loudly that she was gonna go to the toilet before wondering of. Y/n nodded aggressively before continuing to dance, as she did she stumbled, nearly face planting if a pair of strong arms hadn't wrapped her her waist to steady her.

She turned around to thank whoever had helped her but faltered when she heard a familiar voice. "Be careful, wouldn't want a pretty thing like yourself to trip." She rolled her eyes, ignoring the soft looking the man was giving her.

He went to say something but paused, shaking his head lightly, instead saying. "Little Sainz, I haven't seen you around recently."

She rolled her eyes harder than before, "Fuck off leclerc." She said loudly, the pair ignoring the fact that he still hadn't let her go.

He tilted his head slightly, slowly withdrawing his hands from her waist, "Testy testy, and here i thought we were friends."

"I don't like you, ergo your not my friend." Charles' eyes scanned her face, instantly noticing the tear tracks.

"Are you okay?" He asked her gently, his gaze intense, nearly making her melt.

"And why wouldn't I be." She questioned him, tilting her head slightly, ignoring the fact that their was no space between them.

He held his hands up, "I was just checking."

Her gaze narrowed at him as she cleared her throat, "Well, we're not friends, so theirs no reason for you to check up on me." She said sharply before turning around to find Lily and Alex.

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part 2, idk if i like it but here it is guyssssss. also oscar won miami guyssss. this ones goes out to all my 911 fans cause we're all in mourning atm.

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twoidiotwriters1 · 5 years ago

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Written In The Stars LXIX (Harry Potter xF!Oc)

A/N: I’m so pissed bc last chapter came out in September 1st and I just ignored it??? I’m such an idiot?? Physically I’m on quarantine, spiritually I’m wherever these losers are -Danny

Words: 4,499

Warnings: None!

Series’ Masterilst

Previous Chapter // Next Chapter

Chapter Four: Bagman and Crouch.

"Morning, Basil," Mr. Weasley picked up the boot and handed it to the wizard.

"Really, why can't wizards just use cars?" Mel grumbled from the ground.

Two hands reach out for her and she found Fred and Harry standing side by side. The first one had an innocent and amused expression. Harry, however, glanced at the boy beside him with slight annoyance.

"Thank you boys," She said, quickly holding onto both hands and standing up.

"Told you," Fred chuckled.

"Is apparating just as uncomfortable as this?"

"Wouldn't know," He shrugged. "Never done it."

She brushed the dirt off her clothes, a little startled at the way Harry grabbed her bag and eagerly handed it back to her, still glaring at Fred in a strange way while the twin pretended not to notice, a sly smile on his face as he walked back to where his twin was.

"Hello there, Arthur," said Basil. "Not on duty, eh? It's all right for some... We've been here all night... You'd better get out of the way, we've got a big party coming in from the Black Forest at five-fifteen. Hang on, I'll find your campsite... Weasley... Weasley..."

"I'm sorry about my dad," Said a voice she wasn't familiar with. It was Cedric. "He's one of those who doesn't think twice before talking, but he's not a bad man..."

"It's okay," Mel grinned. "I'm one of those who does not think twice before snapping at someone. Bet you've heard..."

Cedric scrunched up his nose in a way that Mel considered adorable.

"Might have, once or twice."

"I'm also nice, I promise," She reached out a hand for him to shake, which he did almost immediately.

"It's a pleasure to oficially meet, then," He nodded, wearing his best smile.

"–About a quarter of a mile's walk over there, first field you come to. Site manager's called Mr. Roberts." Mr. Weasley's friend told them out loud. "Diggory... second field... ask for Mr. Payne."

"Thanks, Basil," said Mr. Weasley, and everyone followed him.

"So this is your last year at Hogwarts?" She asked the boy, considering a bit awkward to just walk in silence.

"Yeah," He shrugged. "I'm not sure of what I'll do once I'm done, but I think I might travel a bit before working."

"Any place in particular?" Cedric pondered, taking her question very seriously.

"Some place warm."

She nodded, thinking of anything else she could add, however, Cedric talked first.

"Is it true that Dumbledore gives you extra lessons?"

"Yes," She smiled. "It's sort of a family thing, and since my dad isn't around to teach me..."

It wasn't entirely true, but Dumbledore had admitted that her abilities were a thing women in their family had, so it wasn't a lie either.

"That's cool," Cedric replied. "Is he good at teaching?"

"The best," Mel continued eagerly. "He knows ever so many things about almost everything! I'd love to be like him once I'm older."

"Well, you're a Dumbledore," The boy raised his eyebrows. "I'm sure the brains must be part of the family as well." She laughed at this, not sure of how to answer. Instead, she casually changed the subject to Quidditch.

"So are you a Bulgaria, or Ireland supporter?"

Cedric quickly perked up at this, seemengly happy to talk about something so normal that had nothing to do with families.

"Ireland, I think... but my dad's with Rumania, so I have to support a little quieter..." They laughed discretely at his words.

Next fifteen minutes past rather quickly, Cedric was nice and social enough to keep the conversation flowing, Mel felt a little guilty of how everyone at school perceived him as just as pretty face with no brains or goals. She made a mental note to never let any of her friends make any negative comments about Cedric ever again.

When the time came that they had to part, Cedric waved at her joyfully and she returned it, hoping to see him again soon. She felt someone nudged her arm and turned to look at Harry, who pointed at the group that was already moving forward.

"Sorry," She said with a small smile. "Won't stay behind again, promise."

"Boys have been awfully nice to you lately..." He grumbled, looking back at Cedric over his shoulder.

"It certainly does feel better than to be chasen down a street while they threw rocks at you, you know?"

Harry's eyes widened, cheeks flushing at her words.

"Yeah, you're... you're right," He cleared his throat.

"Morning!" said Mr. Weasley, waving at a man standing near.

"Morning," the man (a muggle, for the looks of it) answered.

"Would you be Mr. Roberts?"

"Aye, I would," said Mr. Roberts. "And who're you?"

"Weasley — two tents, booked a couple of days ago?"

"Aye," said Mr. Roberts, consulting a list tacked to the door. "You've got a space up by the wood there. Just the one night?"

"That's it," said Mr. Weasley.

"You'll be paying now, then?" said Mr. Roberts.

"Ah — right — certainly —" said Mr. Weasley. He retreated a short distance from the cottage and beckoned Harry toward him. "Help me, Harry," he muttered, pulling a roll of Muggle money from his pocket and starting to peel the notes apart. "This one's a — a — a ten? Ah yes, I see the little number on it now. . . . So this is a five?"

"A twenty," Harry threw a desperate look her way, probably nervous about the man who was listening closely to their conversation.

"Ah yes, so it is... I don't know, these little bits of paper..." Mr. Weasley grumbled.

"You foreign?" said Mr. Roberts.

"Foreign?"

"You're not the first one who's had trouble with money. I had two try and pay me with great gold coins the size of hubcaps ten minutes ago."

"Did you really?"

"Never been this crowded... Hundreds of pre-bookings. People usually just turn up..."

"Is that right?" said Mr. Weasley, insisting for the man to take the money he was holding out but failing to succeed.

"Aye– People from all over. Loads of for- eigners. And not just foreigners. Weirdos, you know? There's a bloke walking 'round in a kilt and a poncho."

"Shouldn't he?" asked Mr. Weasley nervously.

"It's like some sort of... I dunno... like some sort of rally... They all seem to know each other. Like a big party."

"Obliviate!" A second man exclaimed, pointing his wand at Mr. Roberts.

"A map of the campsite for you," Mr. Roberts said after a moment of quiet change on his features. "And your change."

"Thanks very much," said Mr. Weasley.

The wizard who had charmed the muggle accompanied them to the door.

"Been having a lot of trouble with him. Needs a Memory Charm ten times a day to keep him happy. And Ludo Bagman's not helping. Trotting around talking about Bludgers and Quaffles at the top of his voice, not a worry about anti-Muggle security. Blimey, I'll be glad when this is over. See you later, Arthur." And with that, he disapparated.

"I thought Mr. Bagman was Head of Magical Games and Sports," said Ginny. "He should know better than to talk about Bludgers near Muggles, shouldn't he?"

"He should," said Mr. Weasley. "but Ludo's always been a bit... well... lax about security. You couldn't wish for a more enthusiastic head of the sports department though. He played Quidditch for England himself, you know. And he was the best Beater the Wimbourne Wasps ever had."

Halfway up the field stood an extravagant confection of striped silk like a miniature palace, with several live peacocks tethered at the entrance. A little farther on they passed a tent that had three floors and several turrets; and a short way beyond that was a tent that had a front garden attached, complete with birdbath, sundial, and fountain.

"Always the same," said Mr. Weasley, smiling. "We can't resist showing off when we get together. Ah, here we are, look, this is us." They had reached the very edge of the wood at the top of the field, and here was an empty space, with a small sign hammered into the ground that read weezly.

"Couldn't have a better spot!" said Mr. Weasley happily. "The field is just on the other side of the wood there, we're as close as we could be." He hoisted his backpack from his shoulders. "Right," he said excitedly, "no magic allowed, strictly speaking, not when we're out in these numbers on Muggle land. We'll be putting these tents up by hand! Shouldn't be too difficult. . . . Muggles do it all the time. . . . Here, Harry, where do you reckon we should start?"

"Harry has never gone camping before," Mel told him gently. "But I used to put up a tent for when we camped outside my house, remember Harry? I can help, don't worry..."

However, Harry insisting on helping anyway. Soon Emily, Mel, Harry, and Hermione had the tents ready. The problem was that there was only two and they were too small for all the people in their group, she turned to inform her mother about this when Mr. Weasley spoke up.

"We'll be a bit cramped, but I think we'll all squeeze in. Come and have a look."

She turned to her mother fully now, a quizzical look on her face while the woman chuckled, pushing her further.

"You'll love this..." Was all she commented.

And love it she did. Inside it looked like she had entered an actual flat, it had three rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom. It was impressive, but Mel thought it took out a little of the charm, camping wasn't supposed to be this comfortable, or so she'd thought before.

"You want to come with us on an adventure?" Ron asked, suddenly appearing at the entrance.

"Where to?" She asked, leaving her backpack on a chair.

He showed her the kettle he kept on his hands.

"To get water."

Everything around them invited her to give up on the no-magic rule and explore, so many different people, of all ages, colors and sizes!

She allowed herself to imagine a great deal, the homes and cities and comunities these wizards and witches may lived on, their families and background. A much more larger world for her to see...

Cedric's idea about traveling before settling down made complete sense to her, and she remembered the talk she'd had with Harry a few years prior, about them traveling the world together, sending postcards to their friends and family from all around the globe.

A fuzzy feeling made its way through her chest at this, picturing the endless adventures she could have with her best friend as adults and free from school.

"Er — is it my eyes, or has everything gone green?" asked Ron, bringing her back to the present.

It wasn't just Ron's eyes. They had walked into a patch of tents that were all covered with a thick growth of shamrocks, so that it looked as though small, oddly shaped hillocks had sprouted out of the earth. Grinning faces could be seen under those that had their flaps open. Then, from behind them, they heard their names.

"Harry! Mel! Ron! Hermione!"

Seamus Finnigan was sitting in front of his own tent, with a woman that had to be his mother, Dean Thomas was also there.

"Like the decorations?" said Seamus. "The Ministry's not too happy."

"Ah, why shouldn't we show our colors?" said the woman. "You should see what the Bulgarians have got dangling all over their tents. You'll be supporting Ireland, of course?"

"Sure..."

"Of course!"

"Like we'd say anything else surrounded by that lot." Ron said under his breath once they left Finnigan's tent to keep going on their quest. Mel snorted, just nodding as a reply.

"I wonder what the Bulgarians have got dangling all over their tents?" said Hermione.

"Let's go and have a look," said Harry.

The tents here had not been bedecked with plant life, but each and every one of them had the same poster attached to it, a poster of a very surly face with heavy black eyebrows. The picture was, of course, moving, but all it did was blink and scowl.

"Krum," said Ron quietly.

"What?" said Hermione.

"Krum!" said Ron. "Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker!"

"He looks really grumpy," said Hermione, looking around at the many Krums blinking and scowling at them.

" 'Really grumpy '?" Ron raised his eyes to the heavens. "Who cares what he looks like? He's unbelievable. He's really young too. Only just eighteen or something. He's a genius, you wait until tonight, you'll see."

"I hardly believe that being a good seeker makes you a genius," Mel commented.

"Thanks," Harry replied grumpily.

"I didn't say you were stupid," She grinned. "Though coming to think about it, you've done some foolish things throughout the years..."

"You're one to talk!" He teased.

"I am, actually," Mel smiled. "I remember when we were ten and you tried to escape your Aunt Marge's dog..."

"Don't say it–"

"And you ended up on top of a tree until midnight because she just wouldn't call her dog," Mel giggled. "Which was very rude of her, but come on– you climbed a tree instead of running to my house!"

"I was ten!" He exclaimed over Ron's cackles. "Oh, bugger off..."

There was a line for the tap. Harry, Mel, Ron, and Hermione joined it, behind a pair of men who were arguing. One of them was wearing a nightgown. The other was a Ministry wizard a holding a pair of trousers and beyond exasperated.

"Just put them on, Archie, there's a good chap. You can't walk around like that, the Muggle at the gate's already getting suspicious —"

"I bought this in a Muggle shop," said the old wizard stubbornly. "Muggles wear them."

"Muggle women wear them, Archie, not the men, they wear these," said the Ministry wizard, and he brandished the pinstriped trousers.

"I'm not putting them on," said old Archie in indignation. "I like a healthy breeze 'round my privates, thanks."

Hermione was overcome with such a strong fit of the giggles at this point that she had to duck out of the queue and only returned when Archie had collected his water and moved away.

Walking more slowly now, because of the weight of the water, they made their way back through the campsite. Here and there, they saw more familiar faces: other Hogwarts students with their families. Oliver Wood, the old captain of Harry's House Quidditch team, who had just left Hogwarts, dragged Harry over to his parents' tent to introduce him, and told him excitedly that he had just been signed to the Puddlemere United reserve team. Next they were hailed by Ernie Macmillan, a Hufflepuff fourth year, and a little farther on they saw Cho Chang, a very pretty girl who played Seeker on the Ravenclaw team. She waved and smiled at Harry, who slopped quite a lot of water down his front as he waved back.

Now, Mel wasn't going to admit that the huff that came out of her mouth right at that moment was because of the boy's reaction, but Ron definitely made sure to tease both of them relentlessly until Harry found the perfect excuse, pointing at some tent at his left.

"Who d'you reckon they are? They don't go to Hogwarts, do they?"

" 'Spect they go to some foreign school," said Ron. "I know there are others. Never met anyone who went to one, though. Bill had a penfriend at a school in Brazil... this was years and years ago... and he wanted to go on an exchange trip but Mum and Dad couldn't afford it. His penfriend got all offended when he said he wasn't going and sent him a cursed hat. It made his ears shrivel up."

"That's awful," Mel said over Harry's laughter. "Might been silly, but I never stopped to think about other Schools... I was too excited about being admitted into one that it went right over my head..."

"Me neither," Harry admitted. "I'd love to know a bit about them, though."

"You've been gone ages," George groaned as they entered the boys' tent.

"You're welcome," Mel replied, lightly slapping his head as she walked past.

"Met a few people," said Ron. "You not got that fire started yet?"

"Dad's having fun with the matches," Fred pointed towards the entrance with a stern face.

Mr. Weasley was having no success at all in lighting the fire, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Splintered matches littered the ground around him, but he looked as though he was having the time of his life.

"Oops!" he said as he managed to light a match and promptly dropped it in surprise.

"Come here, Mr. Weasley," said Hermione kindly, taking the box from him, and showing him how to do it properly.

At last they got the fire lit, though it was at least another hour before it was hot enough to cook anything. There was plenty to watch while they waited, however. Their tent seemed to be pitched right alongside a kind of thoroughfare to the field, and Ministry members kept hurrying up and down it, greeting Mr. Weasley cordially as they passed.

"That was Cuthbert Mockridge, Head of the Goblin Liaison Office... Here comes Gilbert Wimple; he's with the Committee on Experimental Charms; he's had those horns for a while now... Hello, Arnie . . . Arnold Peasegood, he's an Obliviator — member of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, you know... and that's Bode and Croaker... they're Unspeakables..."

"They're what?"

"From the Department of Mysteries, top secret, no idea what they get up to..."

Mel's eyes lingered on the people Mr. Weasley had mentioned. Something about the circumstances of their job and the name gave her a thrill, imagining all the things they may see on a daily basis.

At last, the fire was ready, and they had just started cooking eggs and sausages when Bill, Charlie, and Percy came strolling out of the woods toward them.

"Just Apparated, Dad," said Percy loudly. "Ah, excellent, lunch!"

They were halfway through their plates of eggs and sausages when Mr. Weasley jumped to his feet, waving and grinning at a man who was striding toward them.

"Aha!" he said. "The man of the moment! Ludo!"

"Ahoy there! Arthur, old man, What a day, eh? What a day! Could we have asked for more perfect weather? A cloudless night coming... and hardly a hiccough in the arrangements... Not much for me to do!"

Behind him, a group of haggard-looking Ministry wizards rushed past, pointing at the distant evidence of some sort of a magical fire that was sending violet sparks twenty feet into the air.

Percy hurried forward with his hand outstretched. Apparently his disapproval of the way Ludo Bagman ran his department did not prevent him from wanting to make a good impression.

"Ah — yes, this is my son Percy. He's just started at the Ministry — and this is Fred — no, George, sorry — that's Fred — Bill, Charlie, Ron — my daughter, Ginny — this is Emily Sultens, mother of one of Ron's friends and Ron's friends, Hermione Granger, Mel Dumbledore and Harry Potter."

Mel smiled politely at the man, noticing how his eyes traveled from Harry's scar and settled on her face for a brief second, before returning to Mr. Weasley.

"Everyone, this is Ludo Bagman, you know who he is, it's thanks to him we've got such good tickets —"

"Fancy a flutter on the match, Arthur?" The man asked. "I've already got Roddy Pontner betting me Bulgaria will score first — I offered him nice odds, considering Ireland's front three are the strongest I've seen in years — and little Agatha Timms has put up half shares in her eel farm on a week-long match."

"Oh... go on then," said Mr. Weasley. "Let's see... a Galleon on Ireland to win?"

"A Galleon? Very well, very well... any other takers?"

"They're a bit young to be gambling," said Mr. Weasley. "Molly wouldn't like —"

"We'll bet thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, three Knuts," said Fred, and he and his brother pulled out all the money they had. "that Ireland wins — but Viktor Krum gets the Snitch. Oh and we'll throw in a fake wand."

"You don't want to go showing Mr. Bagman rubbish like that —" Percy hissed, but Bagman didn't seem to think the wand was rubbish at all; on the contrary, his boyish face shone with excitement as he took it from Fred, and when the wand gave a loud squawk and turned into a rubber chicken, Bagman roared with laughter.

"Excellent! I haven't seen one that convincing in years! I'd pay five Galleons for that!"

Percy froze in an attitude of stunned disapproval.

"Boys," said Mr. Weasley under his breath, "I don't want you betting... That's all your savings... Your mother —"

"Don't be a spoilsport, Arthur!" boomed Ludo Bagman, rattling his pockets excitedly. "They're old enough to know what they want! You reckon Ireland will win but Krum'll get the Snitch? Not a chance, boys, not a chance... I'll give you excellent odds on that one... We'll add five Galleons for the funny wand, then, shall we..."

Mr. Weasley looked on helplessly as Ludo Bagman whipped out a notebook and quill and began jotting down the twins' names.

"Cheers," said George, taking the slip of parchment Bagman handed him and tucking it away carefully. Bagman turned most cheerfully back to Mr. Weasley.

"You shouldn't have," Mel told them worryingly. "What will you do if you lose?"

"We'll worry about that, Lady Dumbledore," Fred told her carelessly. "Don't fuss over it just yet."

"But if your mum finds out–"

"Mum's done enough for us already," George replied hastily.

"Couldn't do me a brew, I suppose? I'm keeping an eye out for Barty Crouch. My Bulgarian opposite number's making difficulties, and I can't understand a word he's saying. Barty'll be able to sort it out. He speaks about a hundred and fifty languages."

"Mr. Crouch?" said Percy, suddenly abandoning his look of poker-stiff disapproval and positively writhing with excitement. "He speaks over two hundred! Mermish and Gobbledegook and Troll..."

"Anyone can speak Troll," said Fred dismissively. "All you have to do is point and grunt."

Percy threw Fred an extremely nasty look and stoked the fire vigorously to bring the kettle back to the boil.

"Any news of Bertha Jorkins yet, Ludo?" Mr. Weasley asked as Bagman settled himself down on the grass beside them all.

"Not a dicky bird," said Bagman comfortably. "But she'll turn up. Poor old Bertha... memory like a leaky cauldron and no sense of direction. Lost, you take my word for it. She'll wander back into the office sometime in October, thinking it's still July."

"You don't think it might be time to send someone to look for her?" Mr. Weasley suggested tentatively as Percy handed Bagman his tea.

"Barty Crouch keeps saying that," said Bagman, his round eyes widening innocently, "but we really can't spare anyone at the moment. Oh — talk of the devil! Barty!"

A wizard had just Apparated at their fireside, and he could not have made more of a contrast with Ludo Bagman, sprawled on the grass in his old Wasp robes. Barty Crouch was a stiff, upright, elderly man, dressed in an impeccably crisp suit and tie. The parting in his short gray hair was almost unnaturally straight, and his narrow toothbrush mustache looked as though he trimmed it using a slide rule. His shoes were very highly polished.

"Pull up a bit of grass, Barty," said Ludo.

"No thank you, Ludo," Crouch replied. "I've been looking for you everywhere. The Bulgarians are insisting we add another twelve seats to the Top Box."

"Oh is that what they're after?" said Bagman. "I thought the chap was asking to borrow a pair of tweezers. Bit of a strong accent."

"Mr. Crouch!" Percy sort of gasped. "Would you like a cup of tea?"

"Oh," Mr. Crouch, looked over at Percy. "Yes — thank you, Weatherby"

Fred, George, and Mel had to drained their chuckles into their cups. She didn't want to make fun of him, but it was just his luck...

"Oh and I've been wanting a word with you too, Arthur," said Mr. Crouch. "Ali Bashir's on the warpath. He wants a word with you about your embargo on flying carpets."

"I sent him an owl about that just last week. If I've told him once I've told him a hundred times: Carpets are defined as a Muggle Artifact by the Registry of Proscribed Charmable Objects, but will he listen?"

"I doubt it. He's desperate to export here." Mr. Crouch took the tea, silently thanking Percy.

"Well, they'll never replace brooms in Britain, will they?" asked Bagman.

"Ali thinks there's a niche in the market for a family vehicle," said Mr. Crouch. "I remember my grandfather had an Axminster that could seat twelve — but that was before carpets were banned, of course."

Mel was elated with the conversation. It sounded like a day-to-day coming from the men in front of her, but everything sounded so fantastical she didn't have any problems to keep up with the conversation.

"So, been keeping busy, Barty?" said Bagman.

"Fairly. Organizing Portkeys across five continents is no mean feat, Ludo."

"I expect you'll both be glad when this is over?" said Mr. Weasley.

"Glad! Don't know when I've had more fun... Still, it's not as though we haven't got anything to look forward to, eh, Barty? Eh? Plenty left to organize, eh?"

"We agreed not to make the announcement until all the details —"

"Oh details!" said Bagman. "They've signed, haven't they? They've agreed, haven't they? I bet you anything these kids'll know soon enough anyway. I mean, it's happening at Hogwarts —"

"Ludo, we need to meet the Bulgarians, you know," Mr. Crouch replied sharply. "Thank you for the tea, Weatherby."

"See you all later!" Bagman said once he got up. "You'll be up in the Top Box with me — I'm commentating!"

"What's happening at Hogwarts, Dad?" said Fred. "What were they talking about?"

"You'll find out soon enough," said Mr.Weasley, a knowing smile.

"It's classified information, until such time as the Ministry decides to release it," said Percy, clearly dying to talk about it. "Mr. Crouch was quite right not to disclose it."

"Oh shut up, Weatherby," Fred rolled his eyes.

"Mum, do you know?" Mel asked.

"Molly mentioned it a few days back," Emily sighed. "Clearly, I'll keep it a secret. I won't be the one who ruins the surprise. However, I assure you I'm not entirely happy about it."

"Why's that?"

Emily just shook her head.

"You'll find out soon enough," She insisted, taking a sip of her tea.

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