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Me: I prefer werewolves over vamp-

Elijah Mikaelson: *Exists*

Me: Exception exists everywhere

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You: I can hold my entire world in my hands

Klaus: Y\N that not possible-

Y\N: cups klaus’s face in her hands are you sure?

Klaus: Blushing stop I have a reputation to uphold

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Anonymous asked:

Hii! Could u perhaps write something with marauders friendship group x luna lovegood reader please? :)

luveline answered:

I love this like… this could be an entire fic. i want three idiots obsessed with one idiot thank u for ur request! ♡ fem!reader

James isn’t very surprised when you appear. Used to your quiet movements by now, he doesn’t flinch as you sit down beside him with a soundless whoosh. Sirius, on the other hand and on your other side, flinches hard.

“Fuck, babe, can a guy get some warning?"

You turn to him with an adoring smile. "Sorry, Siri. I’m gonna sit down."

Remus snorts. James snickers behind his hand and reaches out to mess with your hair, which is in a mad disarray.

"You haven’t been out in the wind, have you?” he asks worriedly, fishing a small leaf from the back of your head.

“You’ll catch your death,” Remus reprimands.

“Or hypothermia,” James adds.

Remus rolls his eyes and dog ears a page in his book before setting it aside. “What did you find?"

You push a hand deep into your pocket and pull out a tattered piece of toilet roll. You unspool it to reveal a shiny purple beetle.

Sirius stands and walks away. James peeks over your shoulder curiously.

"Is it alive?"

"No,” you say, sounding maybe a little bit sad. “I was going to try pinning it, now that it’s passed. It has very pretty wings when they’re spread. It’s called a Judas Beetle."

You close your hand suddenly around the beetle and sneeze, a fit of them. When you’re done you tear off a small piece of the beetle toilet paper and wipe your nose.

James frowns and curls a hand over your shoulder protectively. He hates when you go out in the cold. You have no gauge of temperature, or if you do it doesn’t bother you until it’s too late.

"You’ve made yourself ill,” he says.

“Or I’m allergic to the beetle."

"Definitely the second one,” Sirius says from the door. He keeps his distance, but his concern is obvious. “You couldn’t have worn a coat?"

You sink into James’ grip, like a puppy sometimes with how much you like affection. He indulges you by rubbing your shoulder. Now that he’s looking at you this close, you look rather under the weather. Glassy eyes, dry lips.

"James,” you begin.

“What?"

"You smell like roses."

He looks at the other two smugly. "Rosewater in my hair. Wanna smell?"

You lift your head and smell his hair. "That’s nice. Will you put it in my hair?"

"Sure will. Remus, come take over on cuddle duties."

Remus swaps with James. He has no qualms about being so close to you, wrapping an arm around your neck to squeeze you against him.

When James returns you’ve sunk into the settee and acquired a water bottle. Sirius sits near but not touching you, stating he doesn’t want any mysterious illnesses or bugs to transfer. Still, he watches you out of the corner of his eye, and James knows it’s his water bottle in your lap.

James sprays rosewater into your hair, listening to you babble about bugs though it’s all lost to Remus’ sleeve.

war-sword

girls night, love bites

war-sword

(draco x any house reader)

summary: in which Draco is thirsty and Hermione actually doesn’t know something?
words: 1,299
A/N: i had this idea may months ago but never put it into anything so here it is on it’s own. i hope it’s awkward enough.
taglist: @clockworkherondale @accio-rogers @mayorofzillyhoo @diademofdraco @drawlfoy @ladybuginthetardis @silversslytherin @lushlavenderskies @socontagiousimagines @acciodracoo @eltanin-malfoy

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“Okay, but I heard from Isobel who learned from Katrina that Stephen is actually, like, super sweet once you get to know him.” Lavender Brown is hanging off her bed upside down while she engages in your conversation.

“Well, I don’t care. His breath was absolutely horrid and I refuse to kiss him again,” Parvati says with finality.

You flip the page of Witch Weekly Junior to reveal the chart that was advertised on the front. “Whens your birthday, Parvati?”

“November 15th.”

“Hmmm.” You scan the chart with one finger, using your free hand to grab another Chocolate Cauldron from the box. “Says here you should be dating someone who’s born between April 27th and June 9th, preferably under a waxing gibbous moon,” you mutter around the cake in your mouth.

“Ooh, Blaise Zabini was born on May 3rd!” Hannah Abbott exclaims, making a grabby motion with her hands. You hand her the box of sweets.

“He’s pretty hot.” Lavender adds.

You hear Hermione make a tiny noise of disgust behind her giant Ancient Runes textbook on the opposite side of the dorm, but no one else seems to take notice. You begged Hermione to take part in Girls Night more often but she always said she never found the topics of conversation interesting and would normally leave. Even if she was ‘studying’ tonight, at least this time she was in the room.

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Only Hers

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

Summary: After one summer, everyone wanted Draco’s attention. However, his heart only belonged to you from the start.

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, a bit mean Pansy but nothing major.

Word count: 2.4K

a/n: I’ve been working on this one for some time. It’s been a mess (and still is) since my mind has changed so many times about how I should write it.

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated!

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Something had happened to Draco over the summer. He had become taller, his face structure was more clear — making his face even more beautiful to look at. The way he held himself was in a more mature way. Something about him made you look at him one extra time.

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