1.7k Celebration

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We have reached 1.7k and there are not enough words to express how happy i am! I appreciate you all so much and I love each and every single one of you. i wouldn't be able to do this without any of you. i know that sometimes i'm away for a while or i don't post fics very often, so i'm really grateful that you all stay through my bullshit lol. i promise i will be more active, i'm trying my best and i thank you all for being patient with me. now, let's get to the celebration!

This celebration will last from 3/4-3/7

I don't have much smut writing motivation in me rn so i'm taking a limit of 3 smut asks per character, if i've already reached the limit, i will let the sender know and try my best to write the request without smut.

I'm also going to put a limit on draco asks because I feel like every time I do a celebration it gets flooded with draco. So i'm limiting the amount of draco focused requests to 10. (this does not include poly relationships)

Please make sure to read my request guidelines so you know what you can and cannot request as well as what characters I write for.

the original margarita🍋: give me a character and scenario and i will write a small dialogue/blurb (fluff only)

peach margarita🍑: give me a character and a scenario and i will write a small blurb/dialogue (angst only)

cherry margarita🍒: give me a character and a scenario and i will write a small blurb/dialogue (smut no dark themes) LIMITED

strawberry margarita🍓: give me a character and a scenario and i'll make a moodboard

pineapple margarita🍍: tell me 2-4 facts about yourself and i'll tell you who i think would date you (be specific abt gender preference plz)

piña colada margarita🥥: give me a character and a headcanon and i'll add to it

mango margarita🥭: cym game

pomegranate margarita🍇: send me a fic of yours and i'll give an honest review (moots only)

as always, tagging my lovely moots: @thatsalexa4you @squishytomatoes @ronweasleysslut @myfictionaldreams @pretty-pillow-princess @pixiehollands @sunshinexweasley @getawayfrommewerewolf @daphgreen444 @elysian-i @dr4cking @wolfstar-lb @saintlike78 @weaselbrownie @sarahisslytherin @scarletslxt @fairydxll @dracodear @ameliora-j @jamespottersbltch @malfoysstilinski @bellatrixscurls @mellifluousart @guinevererosa @fictionalcomforts @fqlkrore @chissmalfoy @peppers-analytics @nsuncatcher @letterstotheflre

so it’s the month of may huh?…well if you replaced the ‘m’ in may with ‘g’ well…you ‘may’ be surprised at what you find 😏😏

All my work is under the cut!!!

Key; *- Angst, °-Fluff, •-Both, ^- A lil Spicy (i think), <3- happy ending, </3- no happy ending, =-open ending

I generally write with she/her pronouns but I'll try to write for gender neutral readers too!

Spencer Reid x reader

Scribes •

Summary- After years of believing in her parents lies reader finally feels what love is. (gen!reader)

Flames •

Summary- Reader feels as though her flames will become no more if she continues with life as is, Spencer's there to show her that's not true. (gen!reader)

Burnt Pancakes and Bitter Coffee °

Summary- How could the sun ever compare to all his glory? (gen!reader)

Woes of Fall • Woes Of Fall V2 •

Summary- Fall was beautiful, filled with yellow and orange. Until the only colour you could see in it was red.

Emily Prentiss x reader

Blood And Blasphemy *^

Summary- Sometimes, commiting damnation is the closest way one can get to heaven.

Ahhh I lovedddd reading thisss <33

DRACO MALFOY in WISH YOU WERE HERE

tw / blood, self-harm!

Your heart ached as you saw your first child, your first baby, get on the train to Hogwarts. The school you and the love of your life went to—Draco Malfoy.

He waved off his kid with a small side smile, looking at him with pure happiness in his eyes. Once you two had gone home, he didn’t hesitate to fall against the dark grey couch as he had rubbed his temples.

The time you and Draco had shared was with difficulties, hatred, and genuine memories. It wasn’t the best as he’d call out to you in the same time he’d done with Hermione Granger before, mumbling and yelling out: “You stupid Mudblood!” and after he’s asked for your hand to the Yule Ball in your fourth years, he’s apologized profusely with gritted teeth and ignorance, trying to maintain his image as he gazed upon his Slytherin gang and friends who laughed under their breaths.

You, too, had also maintained your image. You were associated with the trio themselves, they’d look at you from time to time with raised eyebrows and side smiles, hoping you’d give them secrets Draco has never told anyone. “So, tell me, does he wet the bed?” Ron asked intrigued, leaning in against the table with a wide smile. He and Harry had hoped you’d say yes but you couldn’t tell them anything—especially after he’d been vulnerable with you. “Look at her, dancing with Krum,” Ron mumbled under his breath as his date, Padma Patil, rolled her eyes.

If there was one thing that Draco Malfoy said to you during the Battle of Hogwarts, looking pale and ill, he hated you. “I just used you to get closer to Harry. I’ve not once loved you nor have I ever meant anything I’ve said,” he spat, his eyebrows furrowed while glaring you down while his hair was starting to fall apart, the gel he would attempt to roll his hair back. “I was confidential, meaning it was purely business and everything we did didn’t mean anything. I would never fall in love with a girl—who didn’t even know this world could have possibly existed!” Draco’s aunt, who you have met multiple times, Bellatrix Lestrange crept up behind him with a creepy and wide smirk.

“You hear him,” She whispered. “He didn’t love you, never have, and never will,” Bellatrix’s back begun to straighten as she raised her wand, pointing directly at you as you kept your ground. You didn’t bother to move or glance away the slightest bit—despite what you’ve heard, mortified, and disappointed at the fact you had thought at the time you captured his heart and he had yours. “You better get moving, little girl, for this is the only time I’ll ever be generous to let one of my victims leave alive and well,” She twisted her wand towards you. But all the time, you kept looking at Draco with pity and disappointment.

But he, too, had raised his wand with wobbly lips and soon to be a hard gaze filled with hatred and stone cold. You saw how hard his eyes were, as if everything really didn’t mean anything at all, when you two had shared a night with love and tenderness and at that fact, your first love, Draco Malfoy. But even in those times, you didn’t believe Draco could’ve said that by himself, he looked at you still with the same love and care he did that night. He almost looked as though he didn’t want you to leave—but in the situation, he wanted you to.

He had risked everything to make sure your safety was assured even if his was put in vain—even if he believed that you truly loved him when he had fought many times in his head that you didn’t, that you were a spy for the trio and order. Still, he told you everything but not this, not this. “Draco, is this all true?” was one of the first things you’ve spoken that day. Soon after you said that, Lucius and Narcissa crept up behind Bellatrix and Draco, surprised that their own son would raise his wand to the girl he shared many moments of weakness with—even if they hadn’t known about it but still, surprised.

“I lost interest in you the moment you spoke about your stupid life,” he spat out, his voice cold. “Your filthy parents, the way you’d smile each time you spoke about them, and the way you’d like everyone even when they didn’t like you back,” he rolled his eyes. “I wondered how a girl like you could ever be or think that way,” he paused, taking deep inhales. “But then it hit me, you were broken. Nobody ever liked you when you were a poor, weak of a girl, so you changed yourself. Everything you said to me, I told to everyone at the table,” Draco’s voice cracked for a second, his hand had trembled for a moment before he collected himself.

“As if I could ever love someone like you, a filthy muggleborn of a girl,” and it was left at that. Bellatrix had smirked and begun to laugh at his words, looking back and forth at you and Draco and in the corner of your eyes, you heard Narcissa’s breath hitch and Lucius adjust himself uncomfortably. “Now, run along and go tell the order, if I assume they’ll still take you back for betraying them,” Bellatrix laughed harder, her wand still pointed at you until she began to back you up against a hard black door, shutting you out.

At that time, you hadn’t known what to do as you betrayed Harry coldheartedly and just as importantly, your best friend, Hermione. You didn’t know what to do because you were all alone, once again, and after the Battle. It was a surprise that Hermione still took you in once she saw how dreadful you looked, your clothes torn apart in some places, blood trickling down your forehead from the crucios Bellatrix had put on you before he had walked in. “I’ll still love you,” Hermione whispered, embracing you tightly as she endured the hours of crying.

“I knew he loved you. I knew he did—didn’t you see the way he looked at you across the Great Hall? When he’d stare at you across the room with a smile?” Hermione whispered, side-hugging you as she rest her head against the top of yours. “But it wasn’t true, Hermione. Everything I said to him, he told them, he said everything. And I thought I could trust him, and he betrayed me like that even if I tried to look for hope,” you mumbled, small sniffles as you tried to collect and maintain yourself.

A small voice in your head would laugh and whisper degrading things—Harry and Ron would look at you with skepticism but soon it vanished when they saw how ill and broken you looked, weak in Hermione’s arms she wouldn’t open to just anyone, if anything, they had learned to trust you like each other.

After the Battle, Draco had attempted multiple times to reconcile, saying things like he hadn’t meant anything and he done it to make sure you were safe. “Do you think I’d do that for just anyone?” he whispered, his face deep in his hands. “Do you really think I’d do that for any other girl? That I would really let go of everything we’ve built together?” Each time he spoke, the words he’d spit out were genuine and voice cracks each time he mentioned the crude and hurtful things he said to you. “The girl who trusted me enough to tell me about her problems, how she was hurting on the inside, and that’s one of the reasons why I fallen in love with you in the first place,” he whispered.

“Right from the start, you immediately stole my heart. I used to hate how high you kept your head when I possibly couldn’t even when anyone would say you were nothing, you still kept your head held high. I used to hate the smile like it was saying you were okay, that you were happy regardless, and I hate to think of myself—when I saw you that evening, that I was the reason you wouldn’t smile ever again,” Draco inhaled sharply, his face deep in his hands. “Even more so, a muggle girl, my parents would have never approved of you and it should have been a red flag for you when they accepted you,”

“After the many times I’ve said that they hated muggleborns,” Draco finally had the courage to look up from his hands and to you, his ocean blue eyes were deep and sorrow, and looked as though he never slept since the war. “That was my warning sign for you but when you told me that you were happy when you met them. I felt guilty for using you,” the way he said it was enough to make you burst into tears, remembering you took the torture just so Draco could be safe and not a strand of hair touched on his head, and his black suit clean.

“If I made you think I didn’t love you,” Draco whispered. “Then I’m so sorry—but I didn’t know you’d have been hurt this way. I thought I was doing what was right at the time, and that you’d never have been harmed,” he fidgeted with his fingers, one of his nails were painted Red like that night when you had painted his nails at the lake, when you guys shared a night in his dorm room. “But please don’t hate me,” was one of the last things he said.

“I’m still in love with you, Draco,” you whispered. “Because that’s what this stupid and filthy muggle of a girl is like,” it looked as though his heart was about to burst out of his chest and his expressions looked as though he were surprised. “Despite everything, I tried to push you away—but I couldn’t even if Hermione would urge me to,” you chuckled, remembering the times she’d threaten to take away your prized and favourited possession. “And I forgive you after everything. So please, don’t cry anymore, my Snowman,” he chuckled, recalling the time you guys built a snowman family with the amount of children you two would have.

You reached out your hand to him and he hesitantly, looking up at you and your hand until he took it into his own, resting his cheek against yours. It was enough to completely shatter you. He was yours again—and you were his. “I’m never leaving you again,” he whispered. “Never will I part from you. I’ll make sure nobody hurts you,” it had taken time for you two to rebuild a relationship. He’d look guilty from time to time but he learned to let go of the past—and when he had shown you the Dark Mark on his left wrist, it torn you apart again.

There was dark red outlines on his skin around the Dark Mark, there were scars, and it looked as though he had tried multiple solutions to get rid of it. But it wasn’t something to get rid of that easily, and slowly as time went on—with you, he accepted it. Still, at nights, he’d have nightmares, whimper and cry in his sleep, and he’d sweat profusely. He was, and with your help, learning to let go of everything.

Draco had gotten up from the couch, raising up his sleeves as he had crept up from behind you, your apron he had bought you for your birthday he fiddled with as his arms travelled around your waist. “I never meant to fall in love,” he whispered. “But I went and did a dangerous game that almost didn’t give me the wife I love so dearly and a kid I’d die for,” Draco kissed the back of your neck as he pushed aside the cutting board, making sure you were looking outside the window that seemed so familiar.

“I don’t care about anything except you and the family we created together,” he wrapped his arms around your stomach, there, was another baby. “And I continue to hope and watch what the future holds for us and what we’re expecting,” he smiled, turning you around to meet the kisses he planted on your forehead. “I was close to losing you. But you had taken me back, accepted me, all while you still loved me as I felt the same way,” Draco whispered.

“I love you, I love you, I love you,” he spoke multiple times with delicacy in his voice.

HEAR ME OUT GUYS 😩

"Give yourself to me darling" he whispered in her ear

Marriage of Convenience Chapter 1 - The Alchemilla's bad luck (D.m. x reader series)

Pairing- Draco x Femreader

Summary of the series- In a lovely kingdom ruled by the Y/l/ns, their only daughter is set to marry the Prince of a neighboring kingdom, Draco Malfoy. Will this marriage last even after they despise each other?

Summary of this chapter- Y/n was having a peaceful night when her parents decided to break the news of her arranged marriage to her, but how could she marry her sworn enemy?

A/u- Royal Au where the reader and Draco have attended Hogwarts, NO Voldemort Au.

Warnings- Cursing

Meaning- Y/f/n= your father’s name, Y/m/n= your mother’s name, Y/h/c= your hair colour, Y/e/c= your eye colour

Words- 2,667 words

Masterlist Series Masterlist

Agustina's a beautiful kingdom, Grand or Majestic in Latin, and indeed the kingdom was magnificent! The most grand and fascinating body in Agustina was the king's and queen's castle, the King and Queen of Agustina were Y/f/n and Y/m/n, they had their only daughter, Y/n Y/l/n, who would be the Queen of Agustina after her parents. Y/n was a beautiful girl, she was the definition of beauty, with her long Y/h/c and beautiful hair flowing down to her waist and her mesmerizing Y/e/c eyes adding to her beauty.

Many princes from distant kingdoms tried to charm this beautiful and stunning princess, but she was not the type of princess who would fall so easily for any prince. She was a very independent and brave princess; she didn't rely on her parents for everything; her family's names have indeed entered the annals of history, but Y/n preferred to be known by her first name rather than her surname.

She was a Ravenclaw student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her Hogwarts years were filled with high grades in all subjects, being the prefect and Head Girl, being the Quidditch Captain, and even winning the Quidditch Cup! All of her professors adored her.

She was perfect, and she had established her first name in such a way that anyone hearing the name Y/n would only have positive things to say about her; she was well-liked by the people of Agustina. She continued to visit her professors almost every year after graduating from Hogwarts. She is a strong and independent woman on whom the citizens of Agustina, her parents, and everyone will rely when the time comes for her to be crowned queen.

Now begins the story of the princess of Agustina, soon to be Queen of Agustina, whose life appeared to be without difficulty. But her life wasn't easy; after all, she was a girl, and few people believed a girl could be this intelligent and brave, a girl who could rule her parents' beautiful kingdom. She had a difficult time expressing herself and proving to everyone that she was more than just an ordinary girl. Her problems didn't end there; those were just minor setbacks in the face of a massive Tsunami wave that could easily wash her away.

Y/n sat at her grand bedroom desk, holding her favourite book, Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. Y/n loves the works of muggle authors, particularly romantic novels. She had a whole section in her library dedicated to it. The view in front of her was a very rare occurrence and probably the most unexpected thing she could see; in front of her was her home garden with magical herbs, shrubs, and flowers, but when her gaze fell over the nearby window, she saw a flower in her garden, the Alchemilla flower, which was in the shade of brown; this flower had a special magical power in which if it changed to a brownish-black colour, it would bring bad luck to the person seeing it.

"Merlin!" y/n palmed herself. “It had to be me!” She muttered to herself and closed her book, she now wanted to go outside and just walk around her big castle, as an only child she didn't have anyone to talk to, so she usually talked to herself and sometimes her parents, but mostly they were busy with Agustina's governing.

She went outside to get some fresh air; the sun was almost setting, the sky had turned pinkish, and the evening star could now be seen; Y/n's favourtite star to watch was the morning/evening star, Venus.

This star could only be seen after the sun set and before the sun rose, very few people consider it a star because it's a planet, but Y/n loved seeing this particular star because it was the only star Y/n talked to, it was Y/all n's time friend, she did have friends from Hogwarts with whom she was in touch, but they were now working for the Ministry of Magic and she was set to be the Queen of Agustina, so she couldn't talk to them often. She adored her kingdom and couldn't bear the thought of leaving it.

“Hello Venus, today I had gone horse-riding and it was so much fun! I even learnt archery today as mother and father said it was important as a queen to know these skills, today of ALL days I am missing my friends terribly, I imagined their reactions to learning horse riding with me. Ha! I bet Hermione would scream to the top of her lungs when the horse runs faster! Well, I was thinking of meeting them soon, it has indeed been long since I met them, don’t you think?” Y/n spoke, and the evening star twinkled, she smiled up at the sky and said “Okay then! I will owl them now!”

When she arrived at the owlery, she took some treats for her owl from a nearby box; her owl was one of a kind. The one Y/n owned was an eagle owl with silvery-blue coloured feathers; this was a very rare one, and they say if another eagle owl with similar unique coloured feathers is also owned by someone, the owl's owners are said to be soulmates. Y/n did believe in this concept, but finding her soulmate would be a difficult task, especially since she had to focus on her ambitions of ruling Agustina right now.

Y/n then took some spare parchment from a nearby desk and began writing her letter to her closest friends with a quill and ink.

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Dear Friends,

I know it has been a long time since I wrote to all of you, but as you can see, you were all busy with your Ministry jobs, while I was here preparing to become a queen; my parents have set up some courses for me to attend in order for me to learn a few techniques and skills on how to be an efficient queen. As a result, I didn't have time to speak with all of you, for which I am deeply sorry.

Anyway, I wanted to tell all of you guys that it's been a long time since we've met and talked. I was thinking about meeting you all. What do you think? Let us meet on the following Sunday, if you are all available, as there appears to be a lot of work assigned by the ministry.

I hope you're all doing well; my best wishes to you and your families; and I hope to see you all on Sunday!

With love,

Y/n Y/l/n

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As Y/n finished writing her letter to her friends, she quickly took out her wand and muttered "Geminio," and the letter duplicated itself into 5, and she tied each one to an owl, who flew away with the letter in their claws. As she walked down the castle's corridors, Y/n watched as the owls flew away, and then she went in the direction of her bedroom.

But as she went into her bedroom to get ready for bed, there was a knock on the door. Y/n then went and opened the door to find her butler, "Princess, your parents have asked for your presence." he said, and Y/n nodded. She then went into her room one last time for some touch-ups on her make-up and fixed her dress and hair, and off she went into the conference room where her parents were patiently waiting for her with a wide smile

"What's the problem, mother and father?" "Why have you summoned me at this time of day?" "Y/n, you know we had started looking for a groom for you to-" but her father was cut off by Y/n "Father, I don't want to get married now." "Dear, you know someday you will have to get married, we were just saying that we had started looking for a groom for you, and we think we have found one," her mother said.

Y/n was stunned, her eyes widened, and her mouth hung open, unable to form words. "You are going to marry the Prince of Maristella." We have made an agreement with them that their kingdom will merge with ours if our daughter marries their son. And we accepted the offer because it would benefit both for our kingdom and you. "After your marriage, you will be Queen of Agustina, and the prince will be King," her father explained.

Y/n began to speak, "But father I-" but was cut off by her mother, "It is for your own good dear." Y/n huffed angrily and said, "I'm going to bed," before getting up from her chair and walking off to her bedroom.

She was enraged, furious, mad and what not? I mean, what girl with aspirations of becoming Queen and ruling the kingdom would marry off so quickly? Indeed, her friends did marry, such as Harry and Ginny, Hermione and Ron, Neville and Hannah, and Luna and Rolf, but they did so because they were in love, which Y/n had not yet experienced. She desired to marry after becoming the Queen, but her parents had other plans for her.

Furthermore, she could have married anyone but the Prince of Maristella! This prince was her sworn enemy; she despised him so much that no words could express her feelings for him.

Y/n was a very respected student at Hogwarts, but one person, Draco Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy family and Prince of the kingdom of Maristella, the nearby kingdom of Agustina, never treated her with the same respect and hospitality that the others did. Y/n and Draco had their usual bickering and insults thrown at each other, but because Y/n had a reputation to uphold, she mostly ignored Draco's rude remarks on her, but Draco had a thing for getting under people's skin and he never left Y/n alone.

Draco Malfoy, the mere existence of this person was  enough for Y/n to become enraged; she had met him for the first time at her castle, her parents had introduced her to Draco when they were children, and Y/n had happily smiled and greeted him, but Draco simply huffed and sat on her bed with a frown on his face. "Would you like to play with me in the garden?" Y/n asked, to which Draco replied, "You see, I am not at all interested in playing with you, I have only come here because my parents said so, so would you mind just sitting down and not talking at all?"

This was enough for Y/n to close her mouth and take a seat on a nearby chair. She never even spoke to him during meet-ups after that, and her rivalry with Draco began there. When they were being sorted into houses, she met Harry and Ron, and they became instant friends, and soon Hermione would join them, and they would become the best of friends. But when Draco came up to Ron and mocked him for his hand-me-down robes, Y/n stepped forward and said, "Says the person whose parents need resources from my parents every now and then," to which Draco was left embarrassed

Y/n and Draco had never actually talked until the seventh year; they only insulted each other, and even during Grand Balls that the kingdoms would host, they never even looked at each other because they knew they couldn't have a normal conversation. Y/n never spoke to him after graduating, and neither did Draco; both of them went their separate ways in life, but it appears that fate has merged their paths.

No one could deny that Draco was attractive, but his attitude ruined it all. There were some people who drooled over him, such as Pansy Parkinson, but he couldn't care less about them. He had dated a few people by now, but he couldn't keep the relationships going.

When his parents informed him of his arranged marriage, he was astounded; the people who couldn't even look at each other had to marry? "Mother, I-" "Draco, we need this marriage, we've been in this poor condition, and the only way to get some money and maintain our status is this marriage, you will marry her and that's final," his father said. Draco's mother, Narcissa, smiled encouragingly at him, but he just sighed and went to his room.

Y/n couldn't believe it as she lay in her bed. She had despised this man her entire life, and now she is about to marry him? How could life be so inhumane? "It's all because of the Alchemilla," she reasoned, "but why would mother and father agree to this?" "How could they?" she muttered to herself as she flipped from one position on her bed to another. She eventually got out of bed and went to the window to look through it; the Alchemilla was still visible, and it was in the same shade as before. She sighed and looked up at the stars, which were spectacularly spread across the deep blue sky.

Y/n's eyes glistened and a small tear ran down her cheek, she quickly wiped it away and took a deep breath in, she just wanted to achieve her goal and not marry right away, she wanted to live her life as the queen and then marry the person she likes. She then went to her bed and lay down, unable to sleep at all.

As the sun rose and spread its rays across the earth, Y/n was wide awake, her tired and weary eyes wandered around her room, and as she stood up from her bed, she rubbed her eyes and yawned, she then went and got ready for breakfast, and as she made her way towards the dining hall, her butler came and greeted her cheerfully, "Good morning, our beautiful princess!" and Y/n simply looked at him, smiled softly, and said, "Good morning, Peter." She tried her hardest to be active in the morning, but Peter sensed something was wrong, "What's the matter, princess?" "What's the deal with you being so... glum today?" as he raised his brow and to which Y/n replied sarcastically, "Don't you know Peter? "I'm sure mother and father told you about it."

"Umm, princess, we...tried convincing your majesty....," Peter said as his smile faded."  But...” Y/n then closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Anyway, I have to go and eat my breakfast, so please excuse me." Peter then nodded and motioned for her to proceed.

She then sat on a chair in the dining room next to a window, and her other servants served her breakfast. While she was eating, her father entered the room and sat on the chair opposite her, and soon her mother joined them for breakfast.

Y/n wasn't ready to talk to them after what happened yesterday. How could they force her into a marriage she doesn't want? She sighed and ate her toast with orange juice when her father cleared his throat and said, "Y/n, you will be meeting the Prince of Maristella, we will be planning the wedding for the both of you today." As he said those words, Y/n spit out her orange juice and exclaimed, "TODAY?"

A/n- So this is the new series I am planning on strating, tell me whether I should continue it or not! Hope you all liked this chapter! Have a nice day!

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