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Sunshine Masterlist

Summary: The first ray of sunlight holds many promises.

Pairing: Logan Howlett x Female Reader

Type: Series of Oneshots

Tropes: Singlemom!Reader, opposites attract, romance, fluff, idiots to lovers, pining

1 - Sunshine

2- Summer Breeze

3- Downpour

4- Ray of Light

5- Dusk

6 - Middle of the Night

7 - Heat Wave

8 - Scorching

9 - Tranquility

10 - Storm

11 - Blast

Headcanons

A wonderful playlist by @hunterofshadows04!

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i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm

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rocky horror + textposts ( 1 , 2 )

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PICK YOUR POISON

✧Read Namesake✧ ✧Read Crow Time✧ ✧Store✧ ✧Patreon✧

✧Hiveworks✧ ✧Instagram✧ ✧Tiktok✧

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everyone take my 114 result ‘which character are you’ uquiz

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Free my woman she did all of it but I don’t care

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When the author decides to put in the most toe curling, soul crushing, “secondhand embarrassment” scene in their fanfiction :

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Rene Ricard, 1996

ft. Klimt, Monet, Basquiat, Cezanne, Vermeer, Banksy, Warhol, Degas, and Wood

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things said in majority of movies:

“I TRUSTED YOU!!”

“she’s not just some girl!”

“I should have told you this a long time ago.”

“I’m not a little girl anymore!!”

“but I love him!!”

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Mood

Bisexual Slytherin girl for @space-prince-calum

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"Little Lady" Part 1 [Percival Graves x Reader ]

Summary: MACUSA hires a skilled trainer for the soon to be aurors and Percival Graves is more than surprised to meet her.

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: I felt like writing something about Fantastic Beasts so here’s that. I was extremly torn between writing something about Queenie, Credence or Graves.

The morning had started off just as any other, after walking for not more than three blocks Mister Percival Graves arrived at his workplace right on time.

“Good morning, Mister Graves!” the brown-haired guy, who had finished his studies in Ilvermorny only two months ago, called out when he saw his boss, the head of The Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

“Morning,” the tall man muttered without looking up from the newspaper that he was holding in his hands.

“Madam President told Jake who told Mary, I mean Miss Greenhill, who came here and told me that she wanted to…” he stopped for a second when Graves shot him an annoyed look over the newspaper.

“Madam President wants to see you, sir,” the assistant said.

“It wasn’t that hard, now was it?” Graves said to his assistant when he placed his newspaper onto the guy’s table and turned around to walk out. The guy didn’t reply, he felt slightly bad for seemingly failing at such an easy task as telling Graves that he is needed somewhere else.

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Just to remind you guys about my imagine that I FINALLY updated

"Little Lady" Part 1 [Percival Graves x Reader ]

Summary: MACUSA hires a skilled trainer for the soon to be aurors and Percival Graves is more than surprised to meet her.

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: I felt like writing something about Fantastic Beasts so here’s that. I was extremly torn between writing something about Queenie, Credence or Graves.

The morning had started off just as any other, after walking for not more than three blocks Mister Percival Graves arrived at his workplace right on time.

“Good morning, Mister Graves!” the brown-haired guy, who had finished his studies in Ilvermorny only two months ago, called out when he saw his boss, the head of The Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

“Morning,” the tall man muttered without looking up from the newspaper that he was holding in his hands.

“Madam President told Jake who told Mary, I mean Miss Greenhill, who came here and told me that she wanted to…” he stopped for a second when Graves shot him an annoyed look over the newspaper.

“Madam President wants to see you, sir,” the assistant said.

“It wasn’t that hard, now was it?” Graves said to his assistant when he placed his newspaper onto the guy’s table and turned around to walk out. The guy didn’t reply, he felt slightly bad for seemingly failing at such an easy task as telling Graves that he is needed somewhere else.

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