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chrancecriber · 10 months

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Antenne Vorarlberg Chillout Lounge (August 12, 2023)

23:59 Air - Playground Love 23:56 Viva La Panda & Finding Molly - Bring It On (La La La) 23:49 Chicane - Offshore 23:45 Glide - Y Môr 23:40 Sum Wave - Beach Memories 23:35 A.r. Rahman - Mumbai Theme Tune 23:32 Lucy Neville - Ransom 23:29 Dimitri Vegas - Pull Me Closer 23:27 Dennis Lloyd - Nevermind 23:22 Schiller - Free The Dragon 23:19 Nora En Pure - Sign Of The Times 23:14 Evadez - Caught In The Crowd (Original Mix) 23:09 Blank & Jones - Sunshines Better (Feat. Mick Roach) 23:06 Lstn - Sïstër 23:02 Disciples - On My Mind 22:57 Schiller X Tricia Mcteague - Miracle 22:53 Morcheeba - Slow Down 22:47 Consolidation Feat. Moguai - Ode To Joy 22:42 Schiller & Tricia Mcteague - Guardian Angel 22:38 Dj Shah & Adrina Thorpe - Who Will Find Me (Acoustic Mix) 22:34 Julian Wassermann - Painfully 22:31 Vievie - Blue Island 22:26 The Swan And The Lake - Port D'andratx (Part 2 - Rain) 22:21 Fous De La Mer - Luces 22:17 Above & Beyond - Is It Love? (1001) (Original Mix) 22:13 Emmit Fenn - Lost In Space 22:10 Nora En Pure - Stop Wasting Time 22:07 Daniel Steidtmann - Pigeon Lake 22:03 Van Dresen, Akki & Monteur Feat. Christina Novelli - Beautiful 22:01 Mellowdy - Rise Up 21:57 Schiller X Ro Nova X Tricia Mcteague - Illuminate 21:54 Martin Trevy Feat. Hedara - Talking To The Silence 21:49 Lyke - Stay With Me 21:45 Stephane De Lucia - Trippin 21:42 Younotus Feat. Chris Gelbuda - When I Think About You 21:39 Avaion X Vize X Leony - Pieces 21:34 Afterlife - How Does It Feel (Original Mix) 21:31 Kygo, Paul Mccartney & Michael Jackson - Say Say Say 21:29 Pulsedriver & Tiscore Feat. Anna Grey - We Are 21:21 Ost & Kjex - Queen Of Europe Feat. Anne Lise Frokedal (Solomun Remix) 21:13 Doyeq & Jay Medvedeva - Break Into My Walls (Armen Miran & Hraach Remix) 21:10 Klangkarussel & Poppy Baskcomb - This Love 21:06 Alan Walker - Faded 21:03 Shaun Frank & Takis Feat. Shells - Don't Say I Love You 20:57 Tom Novy Feat. Amadeas - Dancing In The Sun Feat. Amadeas (Tapesh & Dayne S Remix) 20:52 Goldfish - Love Everlasting (Extended Mix) 20:44 Beyhude - Alabora 20:41 Schiller - Der Tag...du Bist Erwacht (Mit Jette Von Roth) 20:37 Gestört Aber Geil & Anna Grey - Thank You 20:34 Freischwimmer - California Dreamin 20:30 Lissa, Freddy Verano - Move Like Me 20:28 Blank & Jones Feat. Coralie Clément - Cest Mieux 20:23 The Alan Parsons Project - Old And Wise 20:19 Madonna - Nothing Really Matters 20:15 Klangperlenspiel & Puzzls - Kyoto (Wish You'd Move On) 20:13 Trinix & Ian Urbina - Bad Things 20:09 Kygo & Whitney Houston - Higher Love 19:59 Christopher Von Deylen - Heaven Can Wait 19:53 Groovecatcher - Intoxicated 19:50 Kygo & Tina Turner - What's Love Got To Do With It 19:47 Dj Antoine & Dead-line - Shout 19:42 Hendrik T. - Espiral 19:38 Clément Leroux - Memories 19:35 Schiller - Midnight In Shiraz 19:31 Lily & Madeleine And Ofenbach - Come To Me (Ofenbach Remix) 19:29 Hanns Feat. Lu - Chemistry 19:24 Blank & Jones - High Fly 19:21 Sam Feldt X Lush & Simon Feat. Inna - Fade Away 19:18 Wave Wave Feat. Evie - Real 19:11 Mahmut Orhan - Way To Life (Boral Kibil Remix) 19:09 Troels Hammer - Azur 19:06 Nto (Fr) Feat. Sofiane Pamart - Invisible (Piano Version) 19:00 Mahoroba - Soft Breeze (On Air Mix) 18:58 Feder & Ofenbach Feat. Dawty Music - Call Me Papi 18:53 Anrey - Lost Lands (Extended Mix) 18:47 Bedrock - Beautiful Strange 18:42 Thomas Lemmer & Andreas Bach - Sweet Lullaby 18:38 Nora En Pure - World Of Rules 18:35 Kygo & Rita Ora - Carry On 18:28 Christopher Von Deylen - Opaque 18:25 Nora Van Elken - Heaven Is A Place On Earth 18:19 Boris Pillmann - Mood Of Moonlight 18:14 Blank & Jones - Into The Sun 18:10 Ck West & Sassi K - C Song 18:05 Fluff - Late Night Session 18:03 Srtw & Mave Feat. Sønlille - Last Train Home 17:59 Moya Brennan - Ancient Town 17:57 Chaël Feat Kaii - Don't Speak 17:53 Eelke Kleijn Feat. Josha Daniel - Oscillations 17:47 Lullaby Lounge - Chill De La Mer (Blank Guitar Cafe Relax Mix) 17:43 Scotty & Wilcox - Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (Wilcox Extended) 17:40 Carstn & Ten Tonne Skeleton - Safety Dance 17:37 Hagen Feetly - Not The One 17:35 L'imperatrice - Peur Des Filles (Montmartre Remix) 17:32 Steve Forest, Te Pai - Never Gonna Give You Up 17:28 Paco Pedilla - Chariots Of Fire (Glorious Remix) 17:25 Klingande & Bright Sparks - Messiah 17:23 Gibbs & Code X - Close To Your Heart 17:18 Jacob Gurevitsch - Lovers In Paris 17:15 Sans Souci - Nanda 17:08 Tosca - Suzuki 17:04 Tinlicker Feat. Hero Baldwin - Rebirth 17:01 Paratone - Time After Time 16:57 Naomi - Avenue L'amour (Lemongrass Remix) 16:54 Alok Feat. Alida - Love Again 16:51 Alle Farben & Fools Garden - Lemon Tree 16:45 Ian Pooley - Stonyridge Terrace 16:38 Dale Anderson Feat. Anil Chawla - Pimento Grove 16:31 Hraach Feat. Iveta Mukuchyan - Sarer Jan 16:26 Best Of Chillout Lounge - Sylt (Sensibar Mix) 16:22 Sofi Tukker X Mahmut Orhan - Forgive Me 16:19 Blank & Jones - Swept Away 16:14 Under Pressure - Near The Ocean 16:12 Christopher Von Deylen - Arco Iris 16:06 Antennasia - First Flight (Lemongrass Remix) 16:04 Nathan Evans - Wellerman (220 Kid X Billen Ted Remix) 16:01 Lunax - I Like 15:57 Loungertrip - Brighter Day 15:54 Shouse - Won't Forget You 15:50 2raumwohnung - Wir Werden Sehen (Paul Kalkbrenner Remix) 15:46 Karen Gibson Roc - Painted Room 15:43 Mike Candys & Jack Holiday - The Riddle Anthem Rework 15:41 James Carter & Ofenbach Feat. James Blunt - Can't Forget You 15:35 Aware - En Busca Del Sol 15:32 Lost Frequencies, Zonderling & Kelvin Jones - Love To Go 15:30 Vize & Leony - Dolly Song (Devil's Cup) 15:26 Nombe - Wait 15:18 Jan Blomqvist - Empty Floor 15:10 Boris Pillmann - Love You 15:07 Italobrothers - Stay 15:03 Hallmann - Always Be 14:59 Martin Böttcher - Old-shatterhand-melodie (Orbient Mix) 14:55 Tom Novy & Dan Le Blonde - Let's Dance (Tom Novy Remix) 14:50 Goa Foundation - (I Just) Died In Your Arms Tonight 14:47 El Profesor - Busy Bye Bye 14:45 Fedde Le Grand Feat. Vince Freeman - Devils 14:41 The Ocean Piano - Piano Mi Camino (Blue Wave Mix) 14:36 The Alan Parsons Project - Lucifer 14:33 Armin Van Buuren Feat. Jake Reese - Need You Now 14:30 Robin Schulz & Alle Farben & Israel Kamakawiwo'ole - Somewhere Over The Rainbow / What A Wonderful World 14:25 Dk Dent - A Walk In The Park 14:22 Chris Avedon - The Letter 14:16 Schiller Feat. Sarah Brightman - The Smile 14:13 Topic Feat. Nico Santos) - Home (Alle Farben Remix) 14:06 Firtz Kalkbrenner - Golden (Fideles Remix) 14:03 Emmit Fenn - Blinded 14:00 Avaion, Paulwetz, Nu Aspect Feat. Yuma - Sleepless 13:54 Nora En Pure - Thermal (Extended Mix) 13:50 Kygo Feat. Sandro Cavazza - Happy Now 13:43 Miyagi, Sascha Braemer, Dan Caster, Jan Blomqvist - Woodpeckers Love Affair 13:38 Jean-michel Jarre - Equinoxe, Pt. 5 13:36 El Profesor - Bella Ciao (Hugel Remix) 13:33 Blank & Jones Feat. Jan Loechel - Beautiful Life 13:30 Lika Morgan - Ding Dong 13:24 Kölsch - Left Eye Left 13:22 Dizkodude & Dj Antoine - Your Eyes (Dj Antoine Vs Mad Mark 2k21 Summer Mix) 13:17 Andy Caldwell - Quiet Nights 13:14 Filous - Let It Snow (Original Mix) 13:10 Rene Rodrigezz & Tristan Henry - Let Me Go 13:08 Diena Van Diest - Don't Give Up 12:59 Blank & Jones - California Sunset 12:54 Worakls - Caprice 12:48 Sunlounger & Zara - Lost (Chillout) 12:43 Sirius & Nyla - Infinity (Remastered Remix) 12:33 Moby - Too Much Change 12:29 Sanavé - Deja Morinor 12:26 Sans Souci - Fenton 12:21 Joachim Pastor & Signum - Something You Need (Extended Mix) 12:14 Max Melvin - Whatever 12:11 Chicane - Capricorn (Back Pedal Brakes Remix) 12:08 Cookin' On 3 Burners, Henri Purnell & Revelries - Force Of Nature 12:04 Lucy Neville - Shameless 11:59 Claptone Feat. Dizzy - Queen Of Ice Queen Of Ice 11:54 Jazzy Pecada - Slow Down 11:50 Armin Van Buuren & Avira - Illusion (Mixed) 11:46 Ec Twins, Oda Loves You - Wonderful Life 11:42 Discover. - Lost In Music 11:39 Raffa Fi - Ritmo 11:35 Blank & Jones - Twilight Moon 11:29 Electribe 101 - Talking With Myself 11:22 Anrey - The Forgotten (Extended Mix) 11:20 Sam Feldt & Sam Fischer - Pick Me Up (Vavo Remix) 11:15 Thievery Corporation - Lebanese Blonde 11:11 Kygo & Sasha Sloan - I'll Wait 11:05 Armen Miran - Precious Story 11:01 Robin Schulz - Above The Clouds 10:54 Bay Area - Dolphin Rider (Pianodreamsession) 10:48 Parra For Cuva Feat. Anna Naklab - Wicked Games 10:45 Mike Candys - Sky (Club Mix) 10:42 Nora En Pure - Fibonacci 10:35 Caf Bar Feat. Sara Allman - Gimme Shelter (Chilled Buddha Session) 10:29 Tebra - Suton 10:26 Matoma Feat. Jonah Kagen - Summer Feeling 10:18 Levitation - More Then Ever People 10:15 Chicane Feat. Bryan Adams - Don't Give Up 10:12 The Holy Santa Barbara Feat. Madugo - The Sailor Song 10:09 Ultravox - Dancing With Tears In My Eyes 10:06 Edx - Neptune 10:01 Perfect Silence - Di (Original Mix) 09:54 Boral Kibil & Gulec - Lost Language 09:49 Faithless Feat. Nathan Ball & Caleb Femi - I Need Someone 09:43 Max Manie - Sunday (Klangtherapeuten Looking For Summer Remix) 09:40 Bernward Koch - Flowing Colors 09:35 Lamb - Wonder 09:28 Schiller & Sheppard Solomon - Sweet Symphony (My Heart Beats Again) 09:26 Ofenbach & Ella Henderson - Hurricane 09:22 Emily Burns - Im So Happy 09:17 Roger Shah, Feel, Zara Taylor - One Life (Pedro Del Mar & R.i.b Chillout Remix) 09:10 Röyksopp & Jamie Irrepressible - The Next Day (Mind Against Remix) 09:08 Felix Jaehn, Cheat Codes Feat. Bow Anderson - I Just Wanna 09:04 Sean Bay, Mehdi Mouelhi Feat. Arabella - Maktoub 09:00 Passenger 10 - Voices In Her Head 08:55 Black Zone Ensemble - Bubbles 08:51 Blank & Jones - Alone In This Rhythm 08:45 Rodg - Heights 08:38 Jasmon - Mountain Peak 08:35 Hein Klein & Cheyenne - Every Breath You Take 08:30 Golden Tone Radio - Glück 08:25 Schiller - Rubinrot 08:23 Christopher Von Deylen - She Never Told Him Her Name 08:15 Garlington - Falling To Pieces (Extended Mix) 08:10 Axwell / Ingrosso - Something 08:07 Famba Feat. Brando & Mkla - Games We Play 08:04 Sam Feldt Feat. Lateshift - The Riddle 08:00 Air - Ce Matin Là 07:57 Tom Staar & Cedric Gervais - Playing Games (Mixed) 07:52 In Credo - Siesta Del Sol 07:49 Together Alone - Ain't Nobody 07:45 Nihoni - After Sun 07:40 Sphere - I Fly Away 07:37 Thrdl!fe & Sleepwalkrs - Outta My Head 07:34 Pascal Letoublon - Feelings Undercover 07:29 Pang! - Lion (Original Mix) 07:24 Tebra - Istok 07:20 Blank & Jones Feat. Zoe Durrant - Erase Rewind 07:16 Hakan Lidbo Feat. Emma - What Is Love 07:14 Nora En Pure - Wetlands 07:03 Cell - Above The Clouds (Live Version) 06:59 Jackson Feat. James Yuill - Love Love Love 06:56 Sans Souci - Take My Breath Away (Original Mix) 06:52 Jamiroquai - Love Foolosophy 06:49 Daniel Portman - Vulnerable 06:42 The Last Atlant - Twin Of The Sun 06:39 Alle Farben Feat. Janieck - Little Hollywood 06:31 Maxim Lany - Riding The Wave (Extended Mix) 06:28 Alok Feat. John Martin - Wherever You Go 06:22 Headstrong - Symphony Of Soul (Reuben Halsey Chillout Mix) 06:19 Nora Van Elken - Let It Go 06:15 Fritz Kalkbrenner - Kings & Queens 06:09 Groovecatcher - Angel Of Nature 06:06 Goldfish Feat. Nate Highfield & Dan Silver - Forever Free 06:03 Hbz, Anna Grey & Agent Zed - Aloha Hey 05:59 Lumininius - I Believe In You 05:56 Nora En Pure - All I Need 05:50 D.a.x. Feat. Victoria Wilson James - Crash Landed 05:46 Christopher Von Deylen - Infinity 05:43 Sanah - Invisible Dress (Maro Music X Skytech Remix) 05:39 Sans Souci - Twin Lakes 05:37 Munich Monstrs - Shine 05:33 Duboss - Losing My Religion 05:30 Consoul Trainin - Take Me To Infinity 05:28 Above & Beyond - Quieter Is Louder (Original Mix) 05:25 Nora Van Elken - Mount Fuji 05:20 Massive Attack - Teardrop 05:17 Tomas Skyldeberg - Outside The Window 05:13 Alex Breitling - Lilie 05:09 Melosense - Polarization (Original Mix) 05:04 Good Guy Mikesh Feat. Filburt - Place Of Love (Mp Edit) 05:00 Nora En Pure - Morning Dew (Radio Mix) 04:57 Alan Walker Ahrix - End Of Time 04:53 Klangperlenspiel - Fraction Of Your Love 04:49 Sise - The Rain (Where Do I Begin) 04:47 Lizot - Daddy Cool 04:44 Felix Jaehn & The Stickmen Project Feat. Calum Scott - Rain In Ibiza 04:39 Hazy J - Our Way 04:36 Twopilots - Take My Breath Away 04:32 Dvine - Unknown Reality 04:29 Oovee Feat. Alesha Dixon - Higher Love 04:25 Panama, Satin Jackets - The Future 04:22 Jan Blomqvist & Bloom Twins - High On Beat (Sofi Tukker Remix) 04:18 Blank & Jones Feat. Coralie Clément - Jardin D'hiver 04:15 Bronson Feat. Lau.ra - Heart Attack 04:10 Fous De La Mer - Soledad 04:08 Cotone - Faded Glory 04:02 Rodriguez Jr. & Liset Alea - Amplify 03:58 Nora En Pure - Diving With Whales (Daniel Portman Radio Mix) 03:54 Sum Wave - Malin's Song 03:51 Kidsø - Finja 03:45 Fonzerelli - Moonlight Party (Touch & Go Laidback Mix) 03:37 Mashk & Soul Button - Pensées 03:33 Above & Beyond - Out Of Time (Original Mix) 03:28 Akmusique - Cafe Noir (Album Version) 03:24 Arden - Open 03:19 Schiller - White Nights (Don't Let Me Go) 03:16 Moby - Lift Me Up 03:13 Lost Frequencies X James Arthur - Questions 03:09 Troubleman Feat. Nina Miranda - Paz 03:04 Rìfìs Du Sol - Next To Me 02:57 Monolink - Otherside (Club Mix) 02:53 Alphawezen - 4043 02:51 Kamrad - Feel Alive 02:48 Nora Van Elken - Honshu 02:45 Kygo Feat. Ella Henderson - Here For You 02:42 Alan Walker X Hans Zimmer - Time (Alan Walker Remix) 02:34 Kygo - Freeze 02:31 Galantis Feat. Onerepublic - Bones 02:27 Nore En Pure - In Your Eyes 02:25 Vinai - Hide Away 02:20 Sacred Spirit - Yeha-noha (Wishes Of Happiness & Prosperity) 02:17 The Hitmen - Turn Off The Lights 02:13 Sting - Cool Breeze 02:10 Tinlicker Feat. Nathan Nicholson - Be Here And Now 02:06 P. Lion - Happy Children (Special Remastered ) 02:01 Lizot Feat. Jason Anousheh - Einfach Nur Weg (Blondee & Roberto Mozza Remix) 01:58 Valerie Dore - The Night (Zyx Edit Remastered 2021) 01:56 Kamrad - I Believe 01:51 Rameses B - Never Forget (Original Mix) 01:47 Robin Schulz - Moonlit Sky (With The Void Pacific Choir) 01:44 Alle Farben & Flynn - I Need To Know 01:39 Tukka & Rauhfuss - Flamingo Road (Sans Souci Remix) 01:36 Filatov & Karas - Au Au 01:34 Viva La Panda, Finding Molly - Chances 01:27 H. Garden Feat. Joi - Gentle Rain 01:23 Mefree - Horizons 01:20 Mila - Herzlos 01:18 Luca Schreiner Feat. Johnny Chicago - Its All Gonna Be Good (Junge Junge Edit) 01:14 Sofi Tukker & John Summit - Sun Came Up (Radio) 01:07 Max Melvin - Sometimes 01:00 Blank & Jones - White Light 00:57 Alok, Zeeba And Iro - Ocean 00:54 Xillions - Somebody Like Me 00:50 Above & Beyond Feat. Zoe Johnston - Treasure 00:47 Wave Wave Feat. Lena Sue - Repeating 00:44 Mike Perry Feat. Shy Martin - The Ocean 00:41 Consoul Trainin Feat. Steven Aderinto & Duoviolins - Obsession 00:38 Dante Klein & Jordiz Feat. Megan Brands - Life 00:32 Les Negresses Vertes - Face A La Mer 00:29 Lstn - Floral Decor 00:25 Schiller - Sommerregen 00:22 Meduza Feat. Goodboys - Piece Of Your Heart 00:20 Yves V X Bashkar - Halfway (Feat. Twan Ray) 00:17 Lost Frequencies Feat. James Blunt - Melody 00:14 Sono - Keep Control (Artbat Remix Edit) 00:12 Dimitri Vegas - Pull Me Closer 00:08 Rithma - The Return 00:05 Vamero & Lizot - Bleeding Love 00:01 Nora En Pure - Dry Sobbing

#Antenne Vorarlberg Chillout Lounge #Chillout #Lounge #Downtempo #Ambient #Trance #Deep House #2023 #August 2023

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plague-doctor-jules · 5 years

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Sleepless nights: A Julian x Neville fanfiction

((Disclaimer: I only own my interpretation of The Arcana’s Julian. Neville, Vicky, Diantho and the interpretation of The Arcana’s Valdemar belong to @gdrawsthings and Omaira to @halfblooddragonghost))

The witching hours in the city of Vesuvia was usually the quitest part of the day. The absolute quietness was only disturbed by the occasional owl cries, the howls of some lonely dog or erotic sighs of some couples in love that had forgotten to close their bedroom windows. Otherwise, the starlit hour of the poets and hopeless romantics was crowned by silence and the white noise of crickets and waves brushing against the docs. Yet, despite the heavenly peace, for the fourth time this week, Neville woke up in the middle of the night at the sound of pacing onto the wooden floor and shallow breathing. And for the fourth time, he was met by a cold bed and ruffled sheets where his lover should be lying. The opera singer sighed and shifted his weight on the matress, tiredly rubbing his eyes.

Why does he insist on suffering alone and pretending all is well afterwards?

Granted, Neville was one to appreciate discreetness more than most people. His whole upbringing was based on the idea of building one’s image like wearing a mask: be good, polite and efficient, and whatever happens behind the facade is noone’s business. Yes, his people really valued the privacy of their emotions and weaknesses. That was why they all ended up miserable and died at the mental asylum. That was why he was the family’s scapegoat.

And after all... he wasn’t just “noone” to the other man... was he?

He still remembered the night he met him. How could he forget that performance of La Boheme; the tenacity of Rodolfo’s affection being completely overshadowed by that ethereal vision of a man sitting at the last rows of the amphitheatre; auburn curls, voluptuous lips, skin so white that it was almost transluscent, and these silver, watery eyes that looked as if moonlight was pooling into them and gazed right into his emerald ones, like they were peering into his very soul... If anyone asked him how he found himself off the stage and kneeling in front of him singing the “O soave fanciulla” aria as if he was singing it for him and him alone, having abandoned his co-star, he would be unable to answer. Everything else had blurred into nothingness; what mattered was only the here and now, him and himself captured in a moment of poetry. “Oh, sweetest vision with moonlight bathing your pretty face! The dream that I see in you is the dream I'll always dream!” Neville sang with all his soul, and the spirit of the night sang with him.

But as all beautiful things do, the magic of the song ended too soon to his liking, and the brittle awkward silence of the audience was soon shattered by a roar of applause. With the corner of his eye he spotted the soprano widen her eyes in disbelief and storming off the stage with an angry huff. Yet, in the glory of the moment, the opera singer could only take the other’s gloved hand into his and press a gentle kiss onto it, never taking his eyes off the burgundy color that had spread on the redhead’s cheeks. His gaze lowered to the slightly parted lips for a tempting moment before it met the silver eyes once more, only to see a tempest of emotions one overpowering the other: bewilderment, shock, longing and finally terror.

Immediately, the pale man withdrew his hand from his as if it scorched him and sprang out of his seat, running towards the exit, as if he was being chased by all the demons of hell.

“Wait!” the singer called out and ran after him, leaving the now murmuring in confusion audience behind. Even if he were aware of the massive scandal that would result from that eventful night, Neville couldn’t care less. Instead he kept running, yet the other was too fast and agile. Soon, he was out of sight.

Neville huffed, cursing himself under his breath. Now that he thought of it, how foolishly spontaneous his behavior was! He knew nothing of the other man, he might have offended him for all he knew. Perhaps he was already with someone, or was just freaked out that he was courted in that fashion in front of so many people. Perhaps-

A familiar white linen shirt caught Neville’s attention effectively stopping his inner monologue, and his heart skipped a beat when he turned to see no other than the man from earlier having leaned over the railing of the docs, peering down at the dark waters. The sea breeze brushed through his hair and made his dark coat -wait, was that a military doctor coat?- flutter along with the hem of his shirt, spreading the smell of musk, leather and coffee; though the tremors of his shoulders were not because of it. As Neville slowly approached, he could make out the small sobs that escaped him and the tears that were running down his face, to drip into the angry waters below. He hadn’t noticed him. Hesitantly, Neville touched his shoulder. The red haired man did not look surprized to see who was there, and finding no resistance, Neville passed his arm around the slender shoulders and held him close. He shuddered, but did not go away, and after a while he relaxed a little, leaning his head onto the small of Neville’s neck. “Why are you doing this?” he whispered, with his eyes closed.

“Nothing in this world happens in vain, and the soul holds secrets the logic would never understand. There are lost lives lingering between the pages of the world and when a soul finds its kindred one it cries as it remembers its past happiness. Whatever they are made of, yours and mine are one.” Neville whispered back, carefully caressing the auburn tresses.

The teary silver eyes raised to meet his in awe and melancholy. “ That’s Emily Bronte... but...I... don’t understand...” he muttered.

“Neither do I. Nor we should.” Neville replied softly. “What is your name?”

“Julian.”

The weak light of a solitary candle was casting long shadows onto the walls of the small kitchen. Although it was not visible from where Neville was currenty standing, he knew that Julian had stopped his pacing and was now sitting at the table, head in his arms. Without looking, he reached out to his newly filled mug of coffee, but another hand reached out to it too, covering it like a lid and stopping him.

“’Tis too late to be having this sort of beverage, darling.” Neville muttered lovingly before wrapping his arms around Julian’s waist an planting a soft kiss on his neck. Julian smiled at that, instinctively leaning into his lover’s embrace. “My angel of music... What time is it?” he purred back.

“Too late to be about. Come back to bed. It feels empty without you in it...” Neville replied, punctuating his statement with a small nibble on Julian’s neck to ensure he wouldn’t protest. “Bad dream?”

Julian’s expression became crestfallen without bothering to word his answer. “I woke you up.” It wasn’t a question. “I have been waking you up in the middle of the night for days now. Haven’t I?”

“That doesn’t answer the question, Ilya.” Neville pointed out and drew a chair to sit next to him. “I know that something has been troubling your sleep as of late; you jump out of bed panicked and start pacing around for hours. I want to know who or what to blame for it. Is it the war? Your time with the pirates? Or is it Valdemar, that creepy boss of yours?”

Julian nodded, defeated. “About a week ago they... they put someone’s arm into a blender just to take a cool x-ray... I just... cannot unsee what I saw. I can still hear the screams in my head.”

Neville’s eyes went wide with disbelief, horror and annoyance. “They did whAt now?! Are you bloody kidding me?! A blender?!” He grabbed Julian by his shoulders and pulled him into his arms, wrapping them protectively around him. “Julian, love... You can quit, you know. That person is clearly a sick sadist and a sociopath. I don’t want you to go mad because of him. I wonder how that sweet girl Vicky can handle them... and don’t even get me started on how baby Diantho will turn out to be...”

“Not if I am the one babysitting her... But I understand what you mean. At times like this I think about it too.” Julian’s voice was muffled by the material of Neville’s velvety robe. “But still... I do not want to resign. Even though I find myself hating Valdemar’s guts at times... they are the best doctor I have ever met. If it weren’t for them I wouldn’t be half the doctor I am now; they’ve taught me so many things. Then... I have no issues getting along with my colleagues; Vicky, Omaira and the others... And in this failing economy it wouldn’t be wise to find myself unemployed or working at the legal grey zones. Not when for the first time in my life I want stability and happiness...” Julian cupped Neville’s cheek tenderly and leaned in to kiss his lips softly. “Not when I have found you...”

Neville couldn’t help but blush and pulled the doctor in, crushing their lips together in a needy kiss. “You are the best thing that happened to me, in all these years of misfortune and misery...” Julian managed, when they parted for air, earning him a chuckle and a series of soft neck kisses.

“At least let me tell him off for making your life unbearable... Someone has to... They can’t keep terrorize you like that.” Neville purred, lifting his lover’s thin frame into his arms and carrying him to bed.

“Oh, my prince with his shiny armor...” julian chuckled between kisses. “Well, you can try, I suppose, but don’t expect that there will be much difference. It’s not their fault, really. That’s simply who they are.”

“Well, we don’t know that unless I try. Don’t underestimate my powers of persuasion, my darling angel of death...” Neville snickered mischieviously before pinning Julian’s arms above his head and seductively pull the half-opened shirt down his shoulders using his teeth. Julian bit down his lip to suppress a moan and his eyes fluttered closed. “I would never~”

((I am sorry if this fic seems too hastily written; i am obsessed since I found out about Neville’s character and I had to get all this inspiration out of my system. Dedicated to @gdrawsthings, @halfblooddragonghost and @plaguehostwiththemost.

P.S: Here is the x-ray Julian is talking about. It isn’t a blender; it is a meat grinder that did this. Close enough, I say. If gore triggers you, please do not open the “keep reading” link

#fanfiction #julian x neville #neville #valdemar #omaira #vicky #diantho #fluff #hurt/comfort #established relationship #tw:blood #tw:gore

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cherryplasmids · 4 years

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Top Original Stories of 2019

I wrote/edited 14 fics in 2019 (sorry about that but I started college and that shit ain’t easy). From most reblogs to least, here’s what everyone preferred:

1. Runaways (Sandor Clegane, Game of Thrones) 2. Still My Dove (Sandor Clegane, Game of Thrones) 3. Freedom At Last (Muriel, The Arcana) 4. Many to Come (Nick Jakoby, Bright) 5. Leaving You (Nebula, Marvel Cinematic Universe) 6. New Company (Yara Greyjoy, Game of Thrones) 7. Late Night Worrying (Donny Donowitz, The Inglourious Basterds) 8. Last Death (Beric Dondarrion, Game of Thrones) 9. Deserving (Julian Devorak, The Arcana) 10. Renaissance (Steve Rogers, Marvel Cinematic Universe) 11. ‘Firsts’ (Steve Wilson, Marvel Cinematic Universe) 12. Medieval (Bucky Barnes, Marvel Cinematic Universe) 13. Too Good to Be True (Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter) 14. I Never Learn (Michael Emerson, The Lost Boys)

#my writings #original works #sandor clegane x reader #muriel x reader #nick jakoby x reader #nebula x reader #yara greyjoy #donny donowitz fanfiction #beric dondarrion x reader #julian devorak x reader #sam wilson x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #neville longbottom imagine #michael emerson x reader #2019

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thedistantdusk · 3 years

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Arcadia, Chapter 1

My submission for the 2021 Hinny birthday challenge for the HG discord! Thanks to Liza for organizing, to @accio-broom for the Brit-pick, to @secretkeeper13 for the beta, and to anyone else who helped (I'm probably forgetting a few folks, apologies).

The challenge theme this year was content based on TV! This is an (extremely loose) X-Files AU, but you absolutely don’t need to be familiar with X-Files to understand this :D

TW (spoilers): swearing, references to (severe) mental health concerns, (eventual) consensual relations

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D A Y + O N E

The woman probably finds herself charming as she stands in their driveway, her hands clasped in frozen excitement.

But Ginny just finds her creepy.

Really fucking creepy.

Harry drops hired car into first gear as they pull in. This woman— the head of the village council, Ginny reckons, the one she spoke to on the phone— wears perfectly-pleated Chino pants with a lavender jumper draped across her shoulders.

Her attire is standard for a posh village… especially a new-build village, one with a covenant and loads of stupid rules. It’s the woman’s eerie, opened-mouthed grin that shoots a chill up Ginny’s spine.

Her stark white teeth glint in the sun, but her smile doesn’t move an inch… and the longer Ginny stares, the more unsettled she grows. The only thing larger than her grin is the mane of yellow hair that surrounds her face like an ersatz halo.

Harry clears his throat as he turns off the car; Ginny realizes this is the first sound either of them has made since leaving London.

Awkward.

She reaches for her door handle, but the random woman gets to it first.

“You must be Jenny and Henry!” she shrieks, yanking on Ginny’s shoulders before she’s even unbuckled. “Oh, sorry! Love, do let me get the strap!”

Ginny’s on her feet and pressed to the stranger’s perfumed bosom before she has a chance to tell her she can manage just fine herself, thanks.

“Lovely to meet you in person!” the woman cries, nearly shaking with enthusiasm. It’s not until Ginny’s returned a weak squeeze that the vice-like grip around her middle weakens.

Rubbing her aching shoulder, she sneaks a glimpse at Harry; while she fought for air, he apparently climbed out of the car, only to stare at the two of them like a deer in the headlights. Now his elbow’s at an awkward angle, his hand behind his back, which could only mean one thing: he’s reaching for the wand in his back pocket.

Shit.

Ginny shakes her head and hopes her eyes convey what her lips can’t: She’s just a standard Muggle weirdo. Relax.

“I’m Jane. Jane Connors. In the flesh!” The woman (whose voice Ginny now finds painfully familiar) throws her hands in the air and twirls on the spot. “I take it you’re Jenny and Henry Petri!”

Harry interrupts with a booming chuckle before Ginny says a word; in three quick steps, he’s wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “That’s Pee-tri, actually. Like the dish,” Harry— Henry— adds with a wink. “And speaking of dish…” His eyes travel over Ginny, his voice going all deep and silky.

She bites back a shudder, hating the way her stomach drops as his fingers graze her arm. All that keeps her grounded is knowing the truth: Harry’s good at his job, nothing more. The only reason he’s suddenly become a skilled actor is that his career demands it.

Hers does too, she reminds herself firmly. And if she has any intention of successfully completing her first solo mission, she needs to get her shit together. Now.

Ginny blinks up at Harry, appropriately sobered; his eyes glimmer with mirth. As suspected, he’s only doing his job. Touch is just part of the assignment description. He has no way of knowing what it does to her— because really, truly, it shouldn’t.

And maybe if she keeps telling herself that, it’ll eventually come true.

Harry winks at Jane, tugging Ginny against his side. “My new wife and I had a long journey from the city! We were hoping to get some alone-time before tucking in, I’m sure you understand.”

Jane looks puzzled. “You— but it’s 5:43!” An uncomfortable giggle burbles from her lips. “You must be moved in by 6. Surely you’ve read the covenant rules?”

“Erm… may have missed that one,” Ginny lies. “There’s quite a few, see. We’re used to—”

But Jane shoves her fingers into her mouth, cutting her off with an ear-piercing whistle. Just as quickly, another chill races up Ginny’s spine. People up and down the street emerge from their semi-detached homes and race towards them, their faces in downcast unison.

They’ve all been watching. Waiting for the signal. Ready.

Ginny’s not sure how long ago the Department of Mysteries delivered the moving van and left it on the street, but the horde of random people aren’t fussed with the details, either. Within five seconds of Jane’s whistle, the strangers throw open the back door and begin an unloading process that reeks of military precision.

“Here’s the house key!” trills Jane, pulling it from her pocket. “Oh, and Petris!” She turns to Harry and Ginny, wagging her finger. “I’ll also need a copy of your car key, ASAP. We’re firm believers in the buddy system here in Arcadia.” She returns her attention to the stone-faced neighbors, who are now scurrying to the door. “This way, friends— right this way!”

“I— that’s really unnecessary,” Ginny says, bewildered, as people rush inside their new house, boxes in arms. “We’re perfectly able to—”

“Nonsense!” cries a man with grey sideburns as he takes a box from the back. “We’re neighborly here. You’d better get used to it.”

“Yes!” chimes another voice. A chubby man wearing a Polo and a golden necklace emerges from behind the lorry, hurrying up the walk. “We’re like a family here. We all— oh no!” He lets out a startled cry as a box labeled FINE CHINA topples from his arms and lands on the pavement with a thump.

He rushes towards it, face falling, but Ginny’s main concern is the box’s silent descent; she runs over, making a mental note to have a word with the designer of these props. Would something noisy and fragile have killed them? For fuck’s sake...

“Sorry,” the man says with a pained wince. “I’m just so clumsy. I-I promise, I’ll—”

“It’s fine,” Ginny soothes, dropping to her knees. “Don’t worry, really. We aren’t too big on dishes.”

Maybe if she keeps him talking, he won’t realize it’s bloody empty. Seriously, this is amateur shit. Luckily, he’s too distracted to notice.

The man offers a sheepish smile. “I’m Mike. Mike Snodgrass. You may have seen Mike and Jess in the resident guide, but erm…” He trails off, sadness in his voice.

Ginny cocks her head to feign confusion, but of course she’s familiar with Jess Snodgrass, 25, reported missing last November. Her photo’s been on Ginny’s desk for almost as long. Even now, Jess appears in Ginny’s mind with such startling clarity that she can almost see her beside Mike... all 5 feet of her, with curly red hair, bright blue eyes, and a lopsided grin.

Jess Snodgrass… Arcadia’s third missing person. The first to disrupt the couples-only disappearance pattern.

Mike shrugs. “But erm… it’s just me now,” he repeats. “I’m a primary teacher at Saint Julian’s, just up the road.” He nods to his left. “So if you’ve got any homework or school questions, give me a ring!” He pastes on a smile that doesn’t match his eyes; it’s an expression with which Ginny’s well-acquainted.

“I’ll have to remember that, Mike Snodgrass,” Ginny says, shaking his hand.

She immediately regrets it.

Seeing Mike Snodgrass on paper is one thing, but touch makes him human. His hand feels big and warm, his smile earnest and sweet; he reminds her so strongly of Neville that her stomach aches. Ginny breathes through her nose and focuses on the way his necklace — a medallion of Saint Julian, appropriately enough — sparkles in the sun.

“Like I said, I’m all alone,” Mike repeats, offering his hand to help her up. “If you ever need anything, Jenny, don’t hesitate to ask!”

Ginny taps her chin. “Actually, I do have a question! I reckon it’s just a rumor, though. You don’t have to confirm or deny.” She winks at him and leans in as a woman in a fleece jumper rushes past.

Mike’s smile widens, his face brightening… and ah fuck, that one hurts, because she’s about to break his heart.

“Mike…” Ginny murmurs, studying his expression. The more she says his name, the less he reminds her of Neville; she wants to keep it that way. “With everyone being so bloody hospitable here, how come there are so many disappearances?”

Mike stops bobbing. His smile vanishes as quickly as the former occupants of Jenny and Henry’s new home. When Ginny looks back into his eyes, her gut plummets with a sensation of wretched familiarity.

Because she expected sadness on his face… the same type she saw when he mentioned Jess’ name. Sadness she can deal with; sadness is painful, but she sees it all the time.

She sees something worse, though.

Fear.

And not day-to-day fear. This isn’t like hating needles or avoiding clown movies. Mike’s face is filled with the sort of wide-eyed, gripping, primal terror that seizes your insides in a vice. This is how you’d feel if your entire family were held captive in a dungeon, and a single word to the wrong person would spell their deaths.

Or how you’d feel if your ex-boyfriend were the corrupt government’s most desired fugitive… and you still fancied him very much, indeed.

“I… n-no idea,” Mike finally stutters, blinking. Then he sucks in a deep breath through his nose, his expression brightening again.

“So what do you and Henry do for work?” he asks in a booming voice, his grin now unnaturally wide. “We’ve got a carpool to the city if you’re interested. Reducing our carbon footprint is of utmost importance here in Arcadia!” He finishes by spreading his hands in each direction before placing them on his hips, that shit-eating grin still plastered across his face.

In another life, Ginny might’ve laughed. There certainly would have been a lot to cackle over, if she had the luxury of easy laughter. After all, she may as well be living in an am-dram nativity performance, complete with an overeager Joseph beckoning her to the stables after her harrowing desert journey.

Now, though, his reply only fills her with sad, professional detachment. Because fucking hell, how much did this poor man rehearse to get that line right?

She takes pity on him and snaps the bait. “My husband and I work from home,” she says, matching his volume. Someone’s clearly listening; it’s the least she can do. “You won’t see us out much.” Ginny brings the box to her hip. “And seriously, don’t worry about replacing the dishes, either. We mostly do takeaway.”

“No, let me bring you new ones,” Mike insists, his eyes pleading. “Tomorrow? Would that be—”

“What is this?” a voice demands from the back of the truck. Ginny peers around Mike’s shoulder. The man with the gray sideburns stares inside the lorry with a look of disgust.

“A trampoline!” Harry says, stepping aside as another neighbor races past. “We’re thrilled to put it in the garden, aren’t we, Jenny Cakes?”

Jenny Cakes. Is he fucking serious? Two can play at this game, prat.

“Indeed we are, Hen,” she croons, leaning into his side. “Jen and Hen.” She heaves a dreamy sigh and stares into his eyes. “We even rhyme!”

“Rhyming or not, this isn’t allowed,” the man barks, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’d have to apply for a special exemption with Mr Gogolak, but in the meantime…” He checks his watch. “5:53. Seven minutes. It’ll have to go in the garage tonight. I’m Oliver, by the way— Oliver Skinner.”

Harry gives him a theatrical scowl. “I’d say nice to meet you, but those who are enemies of trampolines are generally enemies of mine.”

Ginny bites the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing, but Oliver remains unamused. He raises his pointer finger as if to say something, but Harry gets there first.

“Onnnnly kidding!” Harry winks and claps his shoulder. “Hope we can be fast friends, Oliver.”

Oliver just glares back. “Count on it.”

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Ginny’s taking this whole thing very seriously. Not that Harry blames her.

Her voice echoes against the walls of the empty home as she paces around the sitting room, her camera flipped outward to record.

Despite his five-year Auror career, Harry has no real concept of what Unspeakables do. Which, he supposes, is by design. He knows they… know things. Secret things. Things you’d be happier not knowing. He also knows that Kingsley isn’t fond of them. Or perhaps it’s Attica Monkstanley, Ginny’s boss, who King dislikes in particular. Attica’s famous for her refusal to disclose anything — ever. This ranges from potential terrorist plots to her favorite type of sandwich. Thus, Attica isn’t particularly popular. After a career built on helping absolutely no one outside her department, the request for Auror backup on an undisclosed, top-secret endeavor went over about as well as a hippogriff stampede in a posh tea room.

Harry sighs at the blank walls of their would-be living room. King’s in charge now. Big in charge. He or Robards were the obvious choices to accompany Ginny — sorry, Unspeakable GW — on this mission, but when you’re Big In Charge, you call the shots. The shot King called was to pass the assignment to Robards, who in turn passed it to Harry; Robards decided he didn’t need to (direct quote) “take off a week from pre-existing assignments for some fake marriage, new-build village bullshit in the arse-end of Muggle nowhere.”

Admittedly, Harry’s in a bit of a lull at the moment. He’d been assigned to track and recover Yaxley, but that trail went cold on the border of Romania. Harry’s certain he’s just beyond their reach, maybe hiding in a cave, but seeing as how Harry’s not Big In Charge, his opinion doesn’t exactly matter.

Which is precisely how he’s found himself in this bland house in the village of Arcadia, pretending to be married to his ex-girlfriend… who, incidentally, he’s still hopelessly infatuated with, even five years after he ended things.

Because Harry Potter is nothing if not pathetic.

There’d been no realistic way to decline the assignment, though. Not that he’d tried. Seriously, imagine explaining that to your boss: “Mm yeah, sorry King, I can’t do my job because I still wank to the memory of Unspeakable GW riding my—”

Ginny’s narration jerks him from his thoughts. “It’s 6:15 PM on our first day of the assignment,” she dictates into her phone. “Auror Potter and I are secured in the home, posing as Muggle couple Jenny and Henry Petri.”

“Pee-tri!” Harry corrects, throwing his voice across the room.

He hopes he’s loud enough for the camera to detect, but he isn’t exactly brave enough to find out. Harry picks up their empty curry boxes and scampers into the kitchen without so much as a backward glimpse. He may have been forced into this assignment, but he’ll be damned if he can't have a bit of fun.

Her narration stops as he dips out of sight; if Harry were the gambling sort, he’d bet all the gold in Gringotts that she shot him a two-fingered salute away from the camera.

For some fucked up reason, the thought stirs something warm and exciting that lies dormant in his stomach. What’s worse is this feeling almost makes him smile.

No.

Harry draws a breath as he enters the kitchen.

As Kingsley’s told him several times, this arrangement is strictly business— regardless of his past with her. And in retrospect, yeah, the whole setup is an easy way for King to A) refuse responsibility himself, and B) put Monkstanley in a tough spot if it goes pear-shaped.

Harry pops open the rubbish bin. This is just the sort of liability King’s always looking to avoid, really, but— wait. He blinks down into the bin to make sure he’s not just seeing things, but nope… for some reason, the interior is divided into three sections, each in a different color.

Huh! Harry mulls this over before picking the blue bin at random and tossing the containers in. Maybe he’d know what each color meant if he bothered to read the covenant rules. Fortunately, he had much more exciting plans that particular evening involving Ron, loads of butterbeer, and a Canons/Falcons match from hell.

Whatever. Surely Arcadia would make an effort to clearly explain their recycling system if they really cared about the planet.

He returns to the living room just as Ginny’s providing a more in-depth introduction. “Right. I’m Unspeakable GW, badge number”— her voice becomes garbled gibberish, an extra level of concealment, before slipping back to normal speech— “and we’re here to investigate the series of unexplained Muggle disappearances in the village of Arcadia. As this may involve a potential escapee from the Thought Chamber, the Department thought it best for me to investigate. The Thought Chamber’s been my area of expertise for four years…”

Harry sinks into the sofa as she continues; he’s unsure if he should be sad or impressed that this is teaching him more about her job than she ever shared. Not that she did this for long while they were actually together, mind. Nonetheless, his chest flutters again with that stupid bittersweet pride as Ginny scans the room with the phone camera. All of this pageantry is necessary for her job, he knows. Careful documentation. Detailed recordings.

But for fuck’s sake, look at how much she’s done! She’s the youngest Junior Unspeakable in history, soon to become Senior, if this mission works out. She’s composed, she’s eloquent, she’s graceful. Another smile threatens to break through before Harry suppresses it; he just hopes that there’s someone in her life to remind her of how special she is.

She’s really dressed for the part, too. Harry’s certain that none of this is actually in her wardrobe. Seeing her out of jeans and a jumper is off-putting, but she’s done it so damn well. She once told him that most of her clothing choices were based on how easily she could wear them flying.

He swallows the sadness creeping up his throat. He doesn’t even know if she still flies, but she doesn’t in this outfit, that’s for damn sure. Her trainers are impeccably white, with a floral button-up blouse done up to her neck. She’s a bit like a young, beautiful Aunt Petunia; Harry reckons this is more or less the goal, but when she turns around to describe the stairwell, his eyes drop to her arse.

Shit.

He glances away as quickly, but he got a good look. Her casual trousers are rolled at the ankles, but they’ve done nothing to make her look… plain. Harry shuffles on the sofa, desperate for anything else to think about. Somehow, Aunt Petunia’s face still puckers in his mind’s eye, but now he can’t escape the mental image of her bent over the oven of 4 Privet Drive, only this time sporting a round, perfect—

“Potter’s here for backup,” Ginny says, returning to the sitting room. “I’m on primary investigation.”

Thank God; he sighs at the welcome distraction before remembering that bantering with her has always been an effective palate cleanser. So he does that, instead.

“Well, you know what they say,” Harry calls, leaning back against the cushions. “There’s nothing less interesting than the suburbs. Which is why I could never do your job, Jen.” He ends with a wink, resting his hands behind his head.

Ginny arches a brow, holding the camera in front of her. “And please take note, Attica, that the next time this happens, I’ll be the one to choose the names.”

She means it casually… he knows she means it casually. But something in her words pricks him. Irritates him. Wedges beneath his skin.

“Quite an assumption I’ll ever spend this much time with you again,” Harry mutters under his breath.

Shit.

He freezes. He didn’t mean to say that out loud, at least not so… bitterly. Once upon a time, he possessed the social graces to think before replying like that— but days of interpersonal nuance are long gone. They belonged to a carefree teenager with few thoughts aside from the next time he’d run his fingers through the thick, red hair that currently swayed in a long ponytail.

By the time he looks back up at her, Ginny’s face is filled with disappointment. And she’s closed her phone.

“I’ll have to redo that last bit of filming,” she says with a sniff. “But for what it’s worth?” She raises her chin. “You didn’t mind spending time with me in the distant, distant past, Auror Potter.”

Ha!

That was a tremendous understatement.

He’d been in love with her. Stupidly. Disgustingly. The first six months after the war were a blur of sex and mourning. They’d been so punch drunk and delirious that they probably used each other’s bodies more than either of them knew. He really thought they’d have a future, though… that they’d end up getting married and buying a house. Except theirs would have been different than this one. Filled with far more character and history and warmth. Their home would have smelled like baking bread and sounded like kids giggling and felt like a soft blanket on a cold night.

But none of that had anything to do with the way he snapped. So why bring it up, really?

“Sorry,” Harry whispers, tucking his hands beneath his bum. “That… I didn’t mean. I’m sorry. I just meant that we don’t see each other much, and…” He lets out a slow breath. Best to stop talking before he digs himself deeper.

“I forgive you,” Ginny says quietly. A full second passes before she offers him a smirk. “As long as I can still call you Pookie Pie in front of the neighbors.”

Harry blinks at the carpet with a sad smile. “Deal.”

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DRACO MALFOY X CEDRIC DIGGORY X READER

Something Different | Part One

premise: With Lord Voldemort’s recent rise to power, it’s no surprise that the usually lively aura of Hogwarts has had a signigicant damper placed upon it during the girl’s sixth year there. As she enters the new school year, now a prefect alongside her best friend Cedric Diggory, Y/N battles with uncovering the dark secrets that lie within the elusive Draco Malfoy. In doing so, she uncovers a greater darkness; the one within herself. As tensions rise amidst her pivotal sixth year, sorrow truths make themselves seen, and an unexpected love flourishes.

*In this timeline Cedric was born the same year as Harry, and therefore didn’t compete in the Triwizard Tournament. Instead, it was Angelina Johnson who suffered a horrible fate under Voldemort’s terror in Harry’s fourth year.

a/n: I haven’t been this excited to write in MONTHS. This is going to be a long and angsty journey and I couldn’t be more thrilled to write it. Please do give a like/rb if you enjoy it and be sure to ask if you’d like to be put on a tag list.

Platform nine and three quarters was roaring with life. Footsteps fell heavy as children rushed to the glittering scarlet train, owls screeched amongst the commotion, and luggage scraped as it met the inside of the locomotive. Amongst the commotion, one girl in particular found herself being especially jostled around as she rushed full speed at the soon closing doors of the Hogwarts Express. Her hair was tied messily into a ponytail, strands of all sorts and sizes flying free and finding themselves tangled against her eyes and lips. Her breath came fast and heavy as she leapt onto the train and patted quickly at the glimmering sheen of sweat on her brow. The students around her were causing an unruly clamor, one she tried passively to slide her way through, her eyes wide as they searched high and low amongst the crowd for a familiar face. A rogue toad had children yelping and jumping from its way, the creature making a straight beeline towards the girl, who scoffed absentmindedly and scooped the creature up with an upward curve of her lips.

“Neville,” she laughed softly to herself.

The sound of the train roaring itself in preparation, a deafening whistle bellowing from its belly, sent the crowd dispersing. The girl flinched up in surprise, edging her shoulder past a fellow classmate, who turned sharply to face her. His jet black locks were messy as ever atop that glorious little lightning bolt on his head.

“Harry Potter,” her lips split, eyes twinkling with like.

“(Y/N),” he mirrored with a huge grin.

“Stop by my compartment later?” the girl asked hopefully.

“Uh-” Harry’s eyes narrowed as he gave a faint little shake of his head. “Maybe, yeah. I’ve just got to go about something first.”

She stared at The boy-who-lived with wide eyes, knowing full well the expression he wore was one of what could only be mischief. But, being six years in now, she knew better than to question whatever adventure the idiot was chasing.

“Alright,” she shrugged in defeat, extending her hands. “But do me a favour and return Trevor to Neville, will you? Before you go and do whatever stupid thing it is you’re planning?”

Harry nodded, “of course.”

His searing green gaze narrowed on someone, or something, rather, further along the way down the train. Whatever it was, though, was not hers to find out. The girl gave Harry’s arm a little squeeze as she made way down past the bustling compartments and towards one she knew would surely have a spot for her. By the time she’d reached the end of the slowly moving train the halls were cleared empty… or so she thought. For a figure, clad in dark fabric, found itself barrelling into her front, making the air shoot from her lips in surprise as she went stumbling back. He, being taller than her, towered over her front. From her vantage point, the girl saw only a crisp black tie and the steel cut jaw of a boy with snow white skin. The cologne on his front hit her nostrils hard, filling her lungs with a remarkably sharp minty fragrance. While that alone may not have been enough to tell her who the boy was, her eyes needn’t make it past the sneer he wore to tell her it was Draco Malfoy. Her eyes shot up to his elusive blue ones, unsurprised to see they were brimming with annoyance.

“(Y/N),” her name rolled off his tongue with distaste.

As long as she’d known the boy he’d said it that way. First when she was sorted into Hufflepuff and he’d jeered at her not sixty seconds after her departure from the Great Hall, and every year after that, when he got the chance. Likely, the only person he had more of a distaste for was Harry Potter himself.

“Draco,” she jeered back, her brows knitting with dislike.

He looked different from the last time she’d seen him, when he’d exposed her and every other member of the D.A. to that old hag Dolores Umbriddge. Gleaming from his chest, for the first time, was an emerald green prefect’s pin. But that was the least notable change about him. Far more noteworthy was how the boy looked a little leaner, a little paler, and a little more gaunt. His hair was cropped neatly and there was a sort of sallow sadness that sunk into his skin. Even his eyes lacked their usual annoying glimmer. The girl saw this all, and it made her searing gaze soften. If she didn’t know better, she might be worried for him.

Draco seemed to catch onto the unspoken words her face was telling, for his eyes flickered quickly away as he scoffed shortly and nudged her harshly aside with his shoulders, dismissing the girl with a final jeer.

“Oi, Malfoy,” a voice stopped him.

The boy turned, his eyes lifting to meet his speaker.

“That’s no way to treat a lady,” continued the amused voice of Cedric Diggory.

The girl turned, her face aching as she gave the boy the largest smile she could muster. Cedric Diggory was already in his robes, like her, but they were loose and messy, just like the golden brown mane that grew dangerously long atop his head. His yellow tie was undone around his neck, and featured well with the golden “prefect” stamped pin he wore. The summer sun had kissed his skin just a little warmer than usual, making his ocean blue stare more intense than ever. He gave her a wink with those stupid blue eyes and flashed his white teeth attractively at her before snapping his attention back to the Slytherin.

“Yeah, you’d know all about that, Hufflepuff,” Draco scowled in reply.

But even his scowl seemed off, like it was taking more out of the boy to be a nuisance than usual.

“Come up with something new!” Cedric encouraged with a wave as Malfoy slinked quietly away.

The girl couldn’t help but snort, dropping whatever little nerve Malfoy was striking to focus her attention back on her best friend.

“Ced,” she pursed her lips hard as she fought back another grin.

“(Y/N),” he glowered, his skin flushing with warmth as he scooped her into a hug.

She threw her arms loosely around him, thrusting her weight off the balls of her feet so as to better reach him. The familiar scent of aftershave and parchment greeted her nostrils, and the back of his neck was cool where her hands rested. The girl prepared to shrug him off with her usual little friend-pat but grew concerned when she realized Cedric was hugging her just a little bit tighter and longer than he normally had done in the past.

The boy seemed to realize, as he pulled quickly away with a little grunt, “you smell like lavender.”

She chuckled and tilted her head in confusion, opening her mouth to reply but finding herself following Cedric quickly into their compartment before she could. The train was moving fast now as it departed from platform nine and three quarters. Two of her fellow housemates, Ernie Macmillan, and Julian Dolohov, awaited them. She noticed at once that Cho Chang was missing from the group, but Cedric looked unbothered. Her friends greeted her as she plopped down into the seat beside the chilly glass window, pressing her head to it as she sunk lazily back and made chatter of her summer. When it came her turn to talk, the girl shrugged modestly.

“Ced and I practiced loads of quidditch when I visited,” she said. “Otherwise I was with Hermione, first at her parent’s place and then cooped up at the Leaky Cauldron.”

Her thoughts grew a little distant as she reminisced on the now dark and un-lively cobblestone paths winding through Diagon Alley. Practically the only source of life left in the place, in fact, was the Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes. Having no family in her own picture, the girl had found herself frequenting the Granger’s, something she didn’t quite mind being that Hermione had been her closest companion for years now. With her mother being murdered at a young age, and her father vanishing alongside Lord Voldemort soon thereafter, Hermione was the closest thing she had to a family. Come to think of it, she must be going off somewhere with the other Prefects now, she thought.

“...for the quidditch team, right?” she heard Cedric finish, interrupting her thoughts.

The girl snapped back to reality, “sorry, erm, what?”

Cedric laughed, “I was just saying that you feel ready to try out for the team this year, right?”

The girl laughed an airy laugh, “uh, yeah.”

That was a lie. She felt nowhere near ready for that kind of anxiety inducing horror. But Cedric held strong in his belief that she was ready, and as captain of the team, she had to trust him just a little, right?

Julian grinned, “yeah well, Cedric could always lend you some extra time to practice one on one, now that he’s freed up.”

“Freed up?” the girl raised a brow.

Cedric clenched his teeth together in annoyance, giving his friend a shove to the ribs.

“Yeah, since him and Cho broke up,” Ernie continued obliviously.

The boy half yelled half grunted with frustration.

“You and Cho broke up?!” she gaped.

Cedric slumped his shoulders in defeat, his eyes growing particularly interested in a patch of ceiling as he nodded. His long fingers found themselves toying with the soft blue felt on his seat.

“Why?!” she said, her mouth still wide. “I mean, if you don’t mind my asking.”

He squinted with an aggravated little tilt of his head.

“Wanted different things I guess,” he mumbled, clearly uninterested in discussing the topic further.

“Alright,” she dropped it cooly, glancing quickly at the other boys, whose expressions told her they knew more than she did.

Cedric, still warm with pink, stood abruptly, “c’mon, (Y/N). We have duties to attend to.”

“Yes, right,” she cleared her throat, glad for a semi smooth change in topic, “we’d better be off.”

Their friends whooped and whistled at the two, feigning a swooning amazement at their prefect status.

“Shove it,” Cedric snorted, his nose wrinkling as he grew redder yet.

“Wait,” she stopped the boy, who was already halfway out the compartment.

He turned, face quizzical as her hand met the side of his arm. The girl turned him forward and reached into her chunky black boot, from which she procured her wand. She was silent as she flourished her wand, dragon heartstring and vine, and gave it a graceful swish. Cedric’s tie momentarily gained a life of its own as it curled up, around, and under, before resting neatly against his chest. He looked dashing as ever.

“Thanks,” he chuckled, his eyes glittering appreciatively.

The sky was growing dark with rain now, and it came pelting down hard against the windows, like fists on the glass. The two prefects began to make their way down the Hogwarts Express and to their obligatory Prefect meeting, but hadn’t gotten three steps down the corridor before a sudden BANG threw them off guard.

For an instant, it seemed that a sneaker, attached to an invisible body, flew past them. No sooner had the foot passed than an explosive cloud of black erupted around them, filling the air with a glittering black smoke. Her friends, from behind her, threw the doors of their compartment shut with a cough and wave about the air.

“What was that?” she spluttered.

“Probably just some first year messing about,” Cedric assured, unbothered as he fought his way through the sea of darkness.

The girl arched a brow as she waved a curl of the black mist from her face, “yeah, probably.”

She doubted that seriously.

. . .

The Great Hall was quieter that year. One might expect as much given that the incarnation of evil had been reborn. The hundreds of glittering waxy candles winked at students from above their heads, the bright house ties of the students flooded their respective tables, and the glass overhead made clear the inky scape of the night sky. Everything looked the same, but the feeling in the air was sticky and thick with buried worry. During the more somber house assignments, the girl found her mind drifting, stretching as high as the Hall’s ceilings. She couldn’t help but drift. Neither could many others, it seemed. The usual buzz of nerves and excitement was instead replaced by a deathly quiet. And so, as she sat, she scanned the many faces in the hall. First Cedric, whose eyes flickered instantaneously to hers, and who gave her a massive flash of his teeth, making her heart feel just a little lighter in her chest. And then she looked to Harry Potter, who had stumbled into the Hall late and now stared forward while a ridiculous glob of blood dripped from his nose and onto his lips. In questioning, her focus then shifted to Hermione, who’s weary brown eyes met her own before she indicated her head with a tilt across the hall, to Draco Malfoy. The girl’s eyes went there, next.

Draco was hardly attentive to the words the Sorting Hat spoke. Instead, he had his chin resting lightly upon his neatly folded hands, his eyes dark with some sort of silenced hurt as he stared holes through the oaky Slytherin table. While the feast then shortly commenced, the huge gleaming platter before him sat empty and lifeless, just itching to be filled like those of his friends around him. But they were all engrossed in their meals, and never once did the snow white boy show interest in eating, talking, or even moving. He played the part so well she almost considered if he’d simply frozen himself right there, his elbows iced into the hard surface beneath them. But a quick glance to his white knuckles, which were dripping in fine gold rings, told her she’d found the perpetrator for Harry’s broken nose. A thin line of blood trickled across his middle finger, and it was as scarlet as the ruby red blood dried to his arch enemy’s face. That made her grow hot with rage.

As she glanced back at the boy's empty plate, and then to her own, she found that she wasn’t particularly hungry either, but Cedric continued to sneak little pieces of pork and potatoes he’d cut for her onto her plate, insisting she eat. As she did so, her eyes absentmindedly met their final interest; Cho Chang. She was only one table away, but it was her stare that beckoned the girl’s own. Cho’s lips formed a tightly sealed line as her eyes went first to the girl, whose hair was unruly and sunshine yellow tie was crooked, and then to Cedric, who was somehow managing to make cutting vegetables look appealing. Those eyes looked glossier when they left than when they had first seen her, but Cho had turned away so fast that she couldn’t quite make out the tears forming in them. While a normal friend might’ve found it concerning, the truth was the two girls were never quite close. Cho hadn’t seemed keen on pursuing the girl’s efforts at kindling friendship, and she’d always either kept to Cedric or her own friends when they’d been dating. Now, it seemed clear enough that there was a world of resentment between the two. Or, maybe just on her side, it seemed. In reality, Cedric hadn’t even noticed his ex girlfriend’s gaze. No, he was too busy fighting off a housemate's hand and trying to procure the last chocolate covered strawberry for (Y/N) beside him, who sat festering in the millions of thoughts shooting through her brain like fireworks.

Her thoughts had been quelled only to a dull roar by the time Dumbledore gave his closing remarks to the students of Hogwarts. He stood before the Hall now, his voice soft and contemplative as his speech came to its end.

“Every day, every hour, this very minute, perhaps… dark forces attempt to penetrate this castle's walls. But in the end, that greatest weapon… is you. Just something to think about.”

His audience was silent in reply.

As he departed from the podium, the old wizard’s beard flew gracefully, robes billowing as he swept back to his seat with a push of his glasses up his crooked nose. The man sat thoughtfully, his all knowing blue eyes observing the students before him with a look that read strangely like it could be the last time he might do so. The hand he pressed to his lap was black, she realized, and charred with decay. But there was nothing to fear, surely. For he was the great Albus Dumbeldore, and he made Hogwarts the safest place she could possibly be. That’s what she had been thinking, when she noticed.

As the students around her had clamored loudly about, rising from their seats and speaking in a low chatter, she noticed one other person, still in his seat, staring at Dumbledore. But he didn’t stare in the way that she had, with concern, or with reassurance. No, Draco looked right at Albus Dumbledore, and the look he wore was one of fear. At least that’s what she’d gathered, in the short moment before his steely icy eyes came snapping her way and narrowing right in on her own curious ones. She waited for a scowl, a sneer, anything of the usual sort, but it didn’t come. His perfectly slender white fingers were light against his hollow cheeks, and his eyes moved quickly back and forth between the contemplative parting of the girl’s lips and the sharp arch of her brow. And so the girl looked at the boy, and, for what was perhaps the first time ever, the boy looked back.

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himbo-loving-himbo · 3 years

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I am going to start writing x reader works!! send me asks for requests :) (male/gn readers only)

Some characters I will write for! (I might do others if you request it)

**I will only be doing sfw fics atm!!!**

BNHA:

-Sero-

-Kaminari-

-Bakugou-

-Kirishima-

-Shinso-

-Tokoyami-

-Todoroki-

Grishaverse:

-Nikolai Lantsov-

-Kaz Brekker-

Haikyuu:

-Tanaka-

-Kuroo-

-Bokuto-

-Ukai-

Saiki K:

-Saiki-

The Arcana:

-Julian-

One Punch Man:

-Metal Bat-

-Genos-

-Saitama-

Marvel:

-Peter Parker-

-Peter Quill-

-Sam Wilson-

-Scott Lang-

-Tony Stark-

-Thor-

-Bucky Barnes-

Avatar/LOK:

-Bolin-

Harry Potter:

-Ron Weasley-

-Oliver Wood-

-Neville Longbottom-

-Fred Weasley-

-George Weasley-

Stranger Things:

-Steve Harrington-

I will update this if I can think of anything else!!

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daddy-long-legolas · 3 years

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Character List (Requests)

Started: 1/16/21

Last Updated: 5/14/22

Completed Works: 0

Masterlist

NOTE: You can request another show or character, but keep in mind that I may not know or like the show/character. I’m open to any requests aside from incest/non-con/domestic abuse/severely triggering topics.

EXTRA NOTE: IF SOMETHING TRIGGERS YOU, AND YOU ARE WORRIED ABOUT THAT TOPIC BEING IN ANY OF MY FICS, TELL ME AND I WILL LITERALLY GO THROUGH AND ADD THAT TRIGGER WARNING. IT IS NO HASSLE. YOU CAN GO ANON IF YOU AR NERVOUS ABOUT ASKING

The Character List is below the “Keep Reading”

LOTR/The Hobbit:

Aragorn

Boromir

Faramir

Legolas Thranduilion

Arwen Undomiel

Haldir

Thorin Oakenshield

Tauriel

Fili

Kili

Bofur

Thranduil Oropherion

Bard

Lindir

Maedhros

Erestor

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Ron Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Blaise Zabini

Tom Riddle

Theodore Nott

Oliver Wood

Cedric Diggory

Neville Longbottom

Luna Lovegood

Lily Evans

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Newt Scamander

Theseus Scamander

Leta Lestrange

Queenie Goldstein

Tina Goldstein

Narnia:

Peter Pevensie

Susan Pevensie

Edmund Pevensie

Lucy Pevensie

Caspian X

Star Wars:

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Anakin Skywalker

Padme Amidala

Ahsoka Tano

Luke Skywalker

Leia Organa

Din Djarin

Boba Fett

Ben Solo

Rey

Poe Dameron

General Hux

Marvel:

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Thor Odinson

Natasha Romanoff

Loki Laufeyson

King T’Challa

Bucky Barnes

Dr. Stephen Strange

Sam Wilson

Pietro Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Peggy Carter

Shuri

Peter Parker (Tom Holland)

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)

Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire)

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Marc Spector/Steven Grant

Layla El-Faouley

Bruce Banner

MJ Watson

Gwen Stacey

Otto Octavius

Curt Connors

Max Dillon

Twilight:

Jasper Whitlock

Emmett Cullen

Edward Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Carlisle Cullen

Jacob Black

Paul Lahote

Seth Clearwater

Leah Clearwater

Kate Denali

Tanya Denali

Garrett

Alec

Jane

Felix

Demitri

Criminal Minds:

Derek Morgan

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau (JJ)

Luke Alvez

Penelope Garcia

Bridgerton:

Anthony Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

Daphne Bridgerton

Eloise Bridgerton

Simon Bassett

Penelope Featherington

Prince Freidrich

Marina Thompson

Others:

Catra (She-Ra)

Adora (She-Ra)

Sokka (ATLA)

Zuko (ATLA)

Katara (ATLA)

Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Sam Winchester (Supernatural)

Finnick Odair (The Hunger Games)

Cato Hadley (The Hunger Games)

Asra Alnazar (The Arcana)

Julian Devorak (The Arcana)

Muriel (The Arcana)

Portia Devorak (The Arcana)

Nadia Satrinava (The Arcana)

Sage Lesath (Fictif)

The Darkling (Shadow and Bone)

Kaz Brekker (Shadow and Bone)

Malyen Oretsev (Shadow and Bone)

Feel free to request any other characters! (I’ll only be able to write for a character that I’m familiar with though)

#fanfic #fanfiction #request #masterlist #fandom #fandom imagines #lotr #lord of the rings #the hobbit #harry potter #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #twilight #star wars #marvel #mcu

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imaginealllthefandoms · 4 years

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Fandoms

Here you’ll find the fandoms + the characters I write for. For each fandom, I only listed the characters I’m more familiar with/that are more known, so keep in mind I might write for other characters within those fandoms as well.

I also might write for other fandoms and characters that aren’t listed, so in doubt just ask :)

In italics are my favorite characters/characters I’m most comfortable writing for.

Remember to read the rules and happy requesting :)

Fandoms + characters

Chronicles of Narnia

Lucy Pevensie

Edmund Pevensie

Peter Pevensie

Prince Caspian

Susan Pevensie

Dark Knight Trilogy

Bruce Wayne / Batman

Jonathan Crane / Scarecrow

Selina Kyle / Catwoman

DCEU

Billy Batson

Clark Kent / Superman

Diana Prince / Wonder Woman

Freddy Freeman

Steve Trevor

The Flash

Barry Allen / Flash

Caitlin Snow / Killer Frost

Cisco Ramon

Iris West-Allen

Wally West/Kid Flash

Titans

Gar Logan / Beast Boy

Dick Grayson / Nightwing

Donna Troy / Wonder Girl

Jason Todd / Robin

Kory Anders / Starfire

Rachel Roth / Raven

Deadly Class

Marcus Arguello

Maria Salazar

Elite

Ander Muñoz

Guzmán Osuna

Nadia Shana

Samuel Domínguez

Rebeka

Valerio Montesinos

Final Fantasy VII (Remake)

Aerith Gainsborough

Biggs

Cloud Strife

Jessie

Reno Sinclair

Rude

Rufus Shinra

Sephiroth

Tseng

Tifa Lockhart

Vincent Valentine

Zack Fair

Harry Potter / Fantastic Beasts

Bill Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Draco Malfoy

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Neville Longbottom

Newt Scamander

Nymphadora Tonks

Ron Weasley

Marauders

New Generation kids

La Casa de Papel / Money Heist

Denver

Nairobi

Rio

Sergio / Professor

Lord of the Rings / Hobbit

Aragorn

Legolas

Tauriel

Thranduil

Marvel

MCU (all movies)

Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier

Lady Sif

Loki

Gamora

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

Nebula

Peter Parker / Spiderman

Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver

Sam Wilson / Falcon

Scott Lang / Ant-Man

Shuri

Stephen Strange / Dr. Strange

Steve Rogers / Captain America

T’Challa / Black Panter

Tony Stark / Iron Man

Thor Odinson

Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

X-Men (all movies)

Alex Summers / Havoc

Bobby Drake / Iceman

Charles Xavier / Professor X

Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto

Logan Howlett / Wolverine

Neena Thurman/Domino

Ororo Munroe / Storm

Netflix shows (all)

Elektra Natchios

Benjamin Poindexter

Billy Russo / Jigsaw

Colleen Wing

Frank Castle / Punisher

Jessica Jones

Karen Page

Luke Cage

Matt Murdock / Daredevil

Agents of SHIELD

Al Mackenzie

Bobbi Morse

Daisy Johnson / Quake

Deke Shaw

Lance Hunter

Leo Fitz

Jemma Simmons

Melinda May

Robbie Reyes / Ghost Rider

Yo-Yo Rodriguez

Agent Carter

Peggy Carter

Daniel Sousa

Jack Thompson

Others

Fantastic Four (Susan and Johnny Storm)

Felicia Hardy / Black Cat

Gwen Stacy

Peter Parker / Spiderman (Andrew Garfield)

Peter Parker / Spiderman (Tobey Maguire)

Peaky Blinders

Ada Shelby

Alfie Solomons

Arthur Shelby

Bonnie Gold

Finn Shelby

Grace Burgess

Isaiah Jesus

John Shelby

Lizzie Stark

Luca Changretta

May Carleton

Michael Gray

Polly Gray

Tatiana Petrovna

Thomas Shelby

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Percy Jackson

Thalia Grace

Pirates of the Caribbean

Angelica Teach

Jack Sparrow

Elizabeth Swann

Henry

Philip

Will Turner

Reign

Bothwell

Claude

Francis

Gideon Blackburn

Greer

James Stewart

Lola

Leith Bayard

Luc Narcisse

Kenna

Mary Stuart

Sebastian de Poitiers

Stéphane Narcisse

Shadowhunters

Alec Lightwood

Clary Fairchild

Cristina Rosales

Diana Wrayburn

Diego Rosales

Emma Carstairs

Helen Blackthorn

Jace

Jaime Rosales

Jem Carstairs

Kieran

Kit

Isabelle Lightwood

Julian Blackthorn

Gabriel & Gideon Lightwood

Magnus Bane

Maia Roberts

Mark Blackthorn

Meliorn

Simon Lewis

Raphael Santiago

Tessa Gray

Ty Blackthorn

Will Herondale

SKAM

Chris P

Elias Bakkoush

Eliott (SKAM France)

Eskild Tryggvasson

Eva Mohn

Even Bech Næsheim

Isak Valtersen

Lucas (SKAM France)

Noora Amalie Sætre

Robbe (SKAM Belgium)

Sana Bakkoush

Sander (SKAM Belgium)

William Magnusson

Yousef Acar

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Armitage Hux

Ben Solo / Kylo Ren

Din Djarin / Mandalorian

Cassian Andor

Finn

Han Solo

Jyn Erso

Leia Organa

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Poe Dameron

Rey

Teen Wolf

Allison Argent

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Jordan Parrish

Kira Yukimura

Liam Dunbar

Lydia Martin

Malia Tate

Peter Hale

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Theo Raeken

The 100

Bellamy Blake

Clarke Griffin

Echo

Emori

Finn Collins

Jasper

John Murphy

Lexa

Luna

Monty Green

Raven Reyes

Roan

Octavia Blake

The Hunger Games

Finnick Odair

Gale Hawthorne

Katniss Everdeen

Peeta Mellark

The Society

Allie Pressman

Becca Gelb

Grizz Visser

Gordie

Harry Bingman

Helena

Kelly Aldrich

Sam Eliot

The Umbrella Academy

Allison Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Number Five

Vanya Hargreeves

The Vampire Diaries / The Originals

Damon Salvatore

Elijah Mikaelson

Enzo

Jeremy Gilbert

Kai Parker

Katherine Pierce

Klaus Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Lexi

Marcel Gerard

Stefan Salvatore

Rebekah Mikaelson

The Witcher

Cahir

Cirilla of Cintra

Geralt of Rivia

Jaskier

Yennefer of Vengerberg

Others

John Proudstar / Thunderbird (The Gifted)

Patrick Verona (10 Things I Hate About You)

Robert Fischer (Inception)

Tyrone Johnson (Cloak & Dagger)

Other fandoms I might write for depending on the request/my inspiration:

10 Things I Hate About You

1917

Black Lightning

Cloak & Dagger

Divergent

Dunkirk

Little Women

Now You See Me

Pride and Prejudice

Runaways

The 5th Wave

The Gifted

The Maze Runner

#fandoms #characters #fandom list #characters list

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mon-enj · 4 years

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Rules: choose 10 favourite characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 other people

I was tagged by: @jabbers-of-jay (thank u💫)

I made a new post bc the old was so long and long posts stress me out lol

(Not actually a ranking in order)

1.a. Spock - Star Trek TOS

2. Enjolras - Les Misérables

1.b. Jadzia Dax - Star Trek DS9

1.c. Seven of Nine - Star Trek VOY

1.d. Reg Barclay - Star Trek TNG

1.e. Paul Stamets - Star Trek DISCO

1.f. T'Pol - Star Trek ENT

1.g. Elnor - Star Trek PICARD

3. Monty Montague - TGGtVaV

4. Ellie Sattler - Jurassic Park

5. Mercutio - Romeo and Juliet

6. Newt Scamander - Fantastic Beasts

7. Scott Summers - X-Men

8. Pierre Bezukhov - War and Peace

9. Elizabeth Bennet - Pride and Prejudice

10. Rhoda - The Waves

Yes the star trek characters count both as different fandoms and the same fandom fight me

(Also a bonus from each fandom in order of the above bc my fav changes once a minute: Kirk, Cosette, Julian Bashir, Janeway, Keiko, Burnham, Trip, Hugh, Percy Newton, dr. Ian Malcolm, Juliet, Queenie, Maximoff Twins, Natasha, Charles Bingley, Neville and like 80% of characters from these fandoms tbh)

I could keep going w both fandoms and characters but I need to sleep

Tag: @chuumimi @citoyenneangele @mlm-enjolras @psychoticenjolras @combeferres @capitalism-is-a-disease @awildellahasappeared @annerwhatever @waltswhits @lesmiserablol

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armada-of-ships-against-antis · 5 years

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Gush about some of your favorite ships please

Sorry for the long wait, but I think I might be ready for this now. (and before anybody wonders, of course it is in the middle of the night and I should go to bed now! Cause it’s the best time to gush over your ships!)

Okay lets begin with Spirk - man I was raised being a Trekkie and to be honest I never saw the great appeal of Kirk, cause my fucking younger than 10 year old heart already belonged to that vulcan! And I bailed my eyes out when he died! But after Kirk and the crew did everything to bring him back, I was like: Okay Kirk is a good one, okay! Nobody will ever be able to seperate them, only over my dead body. Back then it was more about the friendship but I’ll be dammned if I didn’t become a Spirk shipper some 10 years later when rewatching it. But why stop there, get Bones into the fun, too! Try to provoke that human side of Spock, trigger some unlogical feelings, try to beat him in 3d chess!

Okay bear with me there are three other Star Trek ships I wanna gush about! I pretty much watched the series in the order they came out, so next was TNG that I saw, and although I loved data to every bit and byte of his android being, I was at a loss for a love interest for him. Okay there is always Geordie I guess or Picard, but TNG never hold a deep appeal for me in that field. So on to DS9. When I saw it as a kid, is was boring shit with all that politics and religion. I was around 18 when I rewatched and then in only the fourth episode I became suddenly aware of how motherfucking much Garak flirted with Julian Bashir! And I fell so deeply in love for their weird dynamic of a young and easily impressible human doctor with a mysterious cardassian spy tailor. I ran around showing scenes with them to people who were not shippers and they agreed, that there was tension. And right there was my first time finding background informations about my ship. It was there! I didn’t just interpret too much! Andrew Robinson, the actor said himself he thought of Elim Garak as an omnisexual character who had a certain interest in Julian. It was absolutely mindblowing to me (also I started to google what omnisexual meant and found about pansexuality, so this is kinda part of finding my own identity, thanks to the closeted representation of a queer alien in sci-fi show from the 90s)

Okay two more and I’m done with Star Trek. But both are from Voyager. Throughout the series I loved the chemistry between Janeway and Chakotay. The slightly forbidden, the pressure, the loneliness of being captain of a ship so far away she probably would never see her husband again. Tragic shit and so perfect set up. And then came Seven of Nine and manged to shake things up. Suddenly I was a multi shipper, because I couldn’t decide if she or Chakotay should be with Kathryn. The one was loving, supporting and the other was awkward, learning new things about finding humanity again. One was frowned upon because of their ranks and the other because Seven was still more borg than human in how she behaved. So pretty cold, while also confused a ton of times and Janeway ALWAYS had the time and nerves to explain it to her. Just like the doctor (who speaking between us is also a solid shipping option for Seven!)

Damn I tricked you by forgetting myself, that I did develop a shipping crush on Q x Picard. Damn have you ever seen those two interacting. The cockiness in the room, the mocking tone, the resistance. Have you seen those scenes you could perfectly take out of context and already have a “morning after sex” scenario?

Good now let’s take a deep breath and come to the Harry Potter fandom. Or in my case Severus Snape’s playground to be shipped to literally everybody! If it had Snape in it, I would read Everything during that time. Snarry was my most favourite, followed by Snape x Lucius, Remus, Sirius. But I also was looking into x Hermione, Draco, Lily, James, McGonagall, Dumbledore, Ron, Neville (Oh what a small and angsty ship), Bellatrix, Voldemort, Narcissa, Tonks, hell I even read one with Hagrid! (Okay I admit I didn’t enjoy that). Snape was my shipping bitch. Beside that I was of course loving Sirius x Remus.

Okay we move a tiny bit backwards in my life timeline, because before I started to excessively ship my ship bitch with everybody that was breathing, I had a rare ship in Final Fantasy (VII to be more precisely). Hojo x Vincent. You know just your ordinary crazy, mentally instable old (as in probably 60 years old) mad scientist having his way with a young agent from a special task force who canonly had a love interest in his wife… yeah. You know the totally normal stuff you ship every day! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I mean I also had the regular Cloud x Sephiroth, Cid x Vincent, Cloud x Tifa, Tifa x Aeris, Reno x Rude or Rufus and so on, but hell yeah I wrote one of my longest fanfictions with most of my OCs for Hojo and Vincent and someone commented on it. That person became my fucking best friend for now over 13 years who went with me through so much shit but is still my shipping partner in crime till now.

Together we discovered the movie Megamind and watched it more than 10 times in one week! We were so instantly on board with Megamind x Roxanne that it nearly hurt. And when we started an rpg, we shipped the fuck out of them, gave Minion a mermaid to love and that was the most perfect and sweet shit. They are just adorable! He’s such a goofball, sick with love only hold back because of his supervillain image.

I also met my second girlfriend via fanfiction comment. I had written a smut one shot about Tarrant Hightopp, the mad Hatter with ‘his’ Alice. That was also the first one I attempted to translate into English. When we met for the first time, we also watched Alice in Wonderland around 10 times together and we were in love with the lovely dynamic. We were frustrated when we found out, there was even a kiss in the script that never made it to the fucking screen! It was outrageous! I started to learn how to write a scottish accent and strew in some scottish words in our rpg to make it more authentic.

(And after that I managed to pull her into the pit of the Harry Potter fandom, hell I even pulled her into the pit of shipping mlm which she didn’t like until Snupin. But our main ship was suddenly Snape with her OC and we wrote a lot. Like between 2-8k word for one single post in our rpg! In the end we had enough to fill two books. We did even cosplay as them.)

Let’s get back to the Final Fantasy fandom a bit and let me gush over the other ships I had over the years. I’m still a huge Squall x Quistis shipper from part 8 and Laguna x Kiros! I also have an eye on Cifer x Fu-Jin (hah one eye, cause she has a an eyepatch, urgh I know that was a bad joke). And while I started as a big Auron x Tidus shipper, it shifted more to Auron x Rikku. I shipped them when I was about 15 (her age) and I thought I wasn’t allowed to do that, so I made a whole fucking AU where she was older and it developed into a totally original story of my own, which I have never ever written down even one page). With X-2 I satisfied myself with Paine x Rikku, they were such cute opposites of each other, I couldn’t resist! Only some years ago I played FF 15 and damn it was a shipping paradise again for me. Like all of the four protagonists are a match for each other! And then Ardyn appeared and made me weak in the knees. So Ardyn x Noctis but also just because those the truly most favorite characters: Ardyn x Ignis. Not exactly the fluffy happy stuff, I can tell you that. Manipulation, angst, abuse it had it all.

I can’t talk about Final Fantasy and leave Kingdom Hearts out, so yeah I started as a typical Sora x Riku (not Rikku from FF 10) fangirl and with part 2 I also feel for Axel x Roxas. I know, I know but at least with Organisation 13 you had a whole bunch of shippable characters. Just make one or two of them your shipping bitch, in my case Xemnas and Xigbar and ship the shit out those guys with everybody you can think of in the organisation.

And when we are already talking about Kingdom Hearts, I just jump into Disney a bit. Like every girls dream was to find their prince, ect and I was like: yeah Mulan and Shan Yu seem to fit nicely… Frollo is a fucking ass creep, but damn that scene in the cathedral when he sniffs Esmeraldas hair… Jasemine you look good in that red slave outfit for Jafar to be honest and dear Adam, you should have stayed a beast for Belle. Happy ruining your childhood. You’re welcome. :D Not that I shiped those during seeing those movies the first time, but you know I rewatch stuff!

Good okay let’s check the watch… good 1 hour later…. I’m not gonna finish this any time soon…. I’m sorry. I just tried to make a list of ships that seem important to me and I would probably write another hour or two. I just hope this satisfies you for the moment ;)

If you or anybody else wants to hear about more video game, movies or series ships and me writing an essay about that shit… feel free to ask I guess LMAO

Good Night dear people (or maybe not I see 15 messages on my dash)

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