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Uhtred Ragnarsson Imagine; Love Conquers All.

This was a little something I came up with yesterday at around 3 am while trying to sleep, I thought it was cute and quickly wrote it down on my phone so I could write about it. I hope all of you enjoy it like I did! Love you all xx

Pairing: Uhtred Ragnarsson x Reader

Warnings: None

P.S: This is set in an AU.

It was a day of celebration in Wessex.

Today was the banquet in honor of yet another victory in battle led by Uhtred Ragnarsson. It was also an excuse for King Alfred to find a suitable husband for his daughter, Princess Y/n.

The palace was decorated beautifully, with flowers hanging all over the ceiling, a group of musicians playing joyful songs and people dancing around while the rest ate and drank with cheerful smiles on their faces. As usual, King Alfred sat in the middle of the main table followed by her wife on his side and the other side occupied by his children, the princess and the prince.

Alfred looked at everyone in the banquet, his eyes roaming all around the place as he saw the respectable men from the different countries across the land; all of them perfectly suitable for his daughter. He just had to choose wisely.

On the other side of the table, Y/n slowly slid away from her chair, giving a wink to her little brother as he nodded in a silent agreement. She then with careful steps, disappeared off to one of her favorite rooms in the castle.

Her hands softly undid the tight braids on her head that her mother had made her wear for the celebration. Her feet swiftly carried her towards the room, her hands left her already messy hair to open the door of the room, and with a careful look to each side of the corridor she slid inside.

Being inside of the room wasn’t forbidden, yet she knew that missing out of the banquet would surely earn her a nice long talk with her mother.

She smiled as she walked around, her hands touching the desks that sat there along with some old books before she quickly made her way towards another pair of doors which she slowly opened, revealing a balcony where she would often sit down to admire the stars and constellations on warm nights. Her mind wandered off, thinking how there were so many things about the universe yet to be discovered, how they must look so little if someone were to watch them from above the sky.

Yet her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door being opened, she knew that it couldn’t be her parents cause neither of them used the room. Her worries went away when she saw the familiar figure of the brave warrior, Uhtred.

“I thought you would be enjoying the banquet..” his deep yet gentle voice said, a smile curving on the side of his lips as he closed the doors behind him.

“I could say the same thing to you.” she chuckled. “After all, it was meant as a celebration of your glorious victory.” she spoke.

Uhtred made his way closer to her, looking around at the room they were in as she went back to stare up at the stars with a sigh. “I heard from trustworthy sources that your father took this opportunity to find you a husband, is that true?” he asked, taking a seat next to her.

She giggled for a moment. “Is there any chance that those trustworthy sources names are Finan and Father Beocca?” she looked at him, he simply nodded with a smirk on his lips. “But, yes. Alas they were correct.” her giggles died as she sighed.

“You do not sound quite content with that.” he commented

“How could I be content with my father marrying me off to some stranger? Marriage should be the sacred union of two souls who love each other, not a strategic contract.” she spoke firmly. “I guess that’s one of the many perks of being a princess, huh?” she sarcastically said as she played with the hem of her dress.

“Maybe.. maybe with time, you’ll be able to fall in love with the one your father has chosen for you.”

“How could I do that when my heart already belongs to someone else?”

She confessed, her eyes directly staring at his blue ones as they looked down for a moment before regaining composure once again. She was still, her heart beating faster as they stayed quiet for a moment.

“Sometimes life is not fair..” he softly said, grabbing her hand as he ran his fingers against her palm. “Sometimes all we can do it’s to keep on going and try to forget what we’re leaving behind.”

“I cannot do that, Uhtred.” a tone of sadness overcoming her voice as she almost choked on her words. “I cannot ignore the way my heart aches everyday, I simply cannot ignore the fact that my heart, body and soul aches for you..”

Uhtred eyes quickly diverted from the floor to her eyes, who were glowing under the moonlight and due to the tears that were filling it. His heart starting to beat faster, as she felt her hands squeezing his. Her eyes screamed his name in silence.

Both of them wanted to keep their unspoken feelings hidden, knowing that their love was not only impossible, but forbidden. Her father and mother wouldn’t approve, he was a pagan and she was a Christian. She needed a husband who could give her country a strong alliance, and Uhtred was still in the process of taking back Bebbanburg.

“I could never love someone as much as I love you, Uhtred Ragnarsson.” she sincerely confessed, moving over to him as her lips embraced his, moving in a passionate yet slow synchrony as his harms snaked around her waist, holding her as if someone were to take her away.

“My heart will always be yours, Y/n. From now until my dying breath.” he said breaking away from the kiss, pressing their foreheads together as her cheeks were getting wet with her tears. His hands wiping them away and holding her body against his, wishing for her to stay in his arms forever.

“I should’ve seen this coming.”

A voice on the far end of the room spoke, making both of them turn around quickly as their eyes fell on the figure of King Alfred, who made his way inside when both of them were too busy confessing their love for each other.

“I should’ve known that you two were in love.” he said, his arms crossed against his chest as he maintained a stern look on his face. “Yet I think I may have decided to unwillingly look past it.”

“Father, I—” she tried to speak as she stood up swiftly.

“Silence, now.” he said, holding his hand up to her as he looked at the man behind her. “I wish to speak with you, Uhtred.”

She looked back at Uhtred with a frightened look on her face, not knowing what her father would do to him with the information he had just acquired.

“Father, please..” she begged looking at him.

“At once, Uhtred. Please.” were the only words Alfred spoke as he walked outside of the room.

Uhtred stared at the woman in front of him, trying to give her a confident smile as he then walked towards the outside of the room. Once he was out, he closed the door after him, looking up to find the King standing in the middle of the corridor.

“I want to say that—”

“Do you truly love her, Uhtred?” were the first words that came out of the King’s mouth.

“What?” Uhtred spoke confused, that certainly was not what he thought the King would be asking him.

“Would you die for her, Uhtred?” he continued.

“I would do whatever it takes to make sure she is happy.” Uhtred replied without thinking. “I love your daughter with every fiber of my being and would die for her without a second thought.”

Alfred stared at him for what seemed like minutes, nodding softy as he intertwined his own hands and walked around for a bit before staring back at Uhtred.

“It’s decided then.”

Was the only thing he said, leaving Uhtred confused as Alfred opened the door and looked at her daughter who had tears in her eyes and a worried look on her face as she looked between Uhtred and her father.

“I have decided..” he started speaking to his daughter with a firm look on his face before it turned into a soft one. “That the man you shall marry with is Uhtred of Bebbanburg.”

Her mouth was agape as he stared at her father, she could not digest what he had just said as she looked at Uhtred, who also had a shocked look on his face because of what her father had just said.

“Nothing will ever be more important to me that seeing my daughter happy.” he told both of them. “And if my daughter’s happiness is being with you, then I would not have it otherwise.” he gave them a soft smile as he walked towards Y/n and caressed her cheek before kissing her forehead in a loving manner. “I would never forgive myself if you were to carry an unhappy life.. all that I ever wished for my children, is for them to live a blissful life, like the one I have with you, your mother and your brother.” he cleaned her tears as he gave her one of the sweetest smiles she has ever seen on her father’s face.

“Now, I will talk with your mother about this.” he explained as he looked between the two of them before staring at his daughter once again. “Have no fear my child, I know she’ll come to her senses once I talk to her.”

He then, with one last kiss to her daughter’s forehead, left the room.

Y/n was quick to jump into Uhtred’s arms, the man squeezing her so tight she was sure he would break her bones anytime. Joyful laughs came from his lips as she stared lovingly at him with happiness in her eyes. “I cannot believe what just happened.” she said between smiles.

He looked down at her, his blue eyes shinning with joy as he caressed her soft face. “I think it’s true to say that love conquers it all..” he gave her a warm smile.

“I love you, Uhtred of Bebbanburg.” she smiled brightly at him.

“And I love you, Y/n of Wessex.” he replied before closing the distance between them and kissing her lips passionately.

Sihtric Kjartansson Imagine; A Savior.

Hey lovelies! Today is the day for a Sihtric Imagine! I’ve got to say Sihtric is one of my favorites in TLK and Arnas is definitely my biggest celeb crush right now! Hahaha, anyways, this imagine was inspired by Brida being a slave for the Welsh.. but more like an au, soo.. hope you like it!

Pairing: Sihtric Kjartansson x Reader

Warning: A little angst. mentions of killing, slavery, scars.

Request: Someone requested for a Sihtric imagine with any prompt, so this one is for you.

“Hurry up, slave!” the angry voice of a welsh soldier spoke, lifting up his cup as he stared at the woman with an annoyed look in his face. “I said hurry up!” he drunkly yelled once again.

She was tired, her back felt if a dozen of bricks had fallen on top of it. Her feet ached as she walked towards the man, the weight of the iron clasp around one of her ankles was enough to bruise it as she stopped in front of him, and with a roll of her eyes she poured the ale on his cup. “I’m still wondering why we haven’t kill you already, you’re getting slower by the day.” He huffed out, spitting on the floor close to her but she could only roll her eyes, she knew if she were to reply back back to him she would get whipped, the scars on her back were proof of it.

‘I’m asking myself the same thing.’ She thought while she filled his cup and then she left, grabbing the ale pitcher tightly on her hands as she sighed, making sure every other cup had plenty of ale so she wouldn’t have to keep standing up each time.

There was still a faint pain on her ribs from the beatings she had in the past, but she slowly inhaled in, knowing it’d go away.

She’s been a slave for the Welsh for some time now, she didn’t keep track of it so it may have been months or even a year. She had run into some of their soldiers unknowingly as she tried to scape from some Danes who had invaded and burnt down her village. The Welsh outnumbered the Danes so they were able to kill them, she thought they would let her go but she was so wrong. Instead, they took her with them and had her chained to a wall, as if she were some kind of wild animal.

The first few weeks were rough, she of course tried to put up a fight to them as they forced her around, which ended up with her back being whipped, her face slapped or her ribs beaten. She learned the hard way to keep her thoughts to herself and comply or there would be consequences. At this point, she thought she should’ve stayed and died with her family.

She felt her chain being pulled, looking up she found one of the soldiers playing around with it to bring her closer, she was dragged towards him as he made her sit down on his lap making her feel disgusted, she hated feeling like a rag doll, dragged to their disposition without her being able to complain or say anything against it.

“Now, come on and provide some entertainment..” He nastily said while smirking, his hands running up and down her sides as she felt repulsed and it was quite noticeable on her face, she felt his hands now trying to go under her clothes as she quickly stood up, pushing herself away from the man as he grabbed down harshly on her arm. “Don’t be a little bitch!” He growled as he tried to grab her once again, she kept pushing him and trying to fight his hands off her body.

“Forgive me..” she spat to him “But I would rather die than to entertain you.” she finished, looking at him with hatred in her eyes.

Seamus Finnigan Imagine; Blow it up.

Helloo! I’ve been a little offline because i’ve been dealing with writers block for a bit but slowly trying to conquer it, so that’s why i haven’t been posting much lately. I’m back today with another HP imagine, it’s not that long but it’s cute :) love you all! hope you enjoy it xx

Pairing: Seamus Finnigan x Reader

Warnings: None I believe

Request: Can you do a Seamus Finnigan imagine where he's got a crush on a Slytherin in his year who's best friends with Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley and good friends with the rest of the Gryffindors so she's commonly defending her friends from her housemates but she never cares what they say about her but Seamus does and it causes him to eventually blows up (pun intended)? Can't wait for your writing to come back!

Being an Slytherin can be difficult sometimes…not only because of your pureblood stuck-up parents, who only care about what people think of them, but you also had to endure sharing the same common room with idiotic assholes who you could swear had only one braincell left to work with.

That was Y/n’s case.

It was known that those in Slytherin were cunning, ambitious and resourceful, often leaders who proved to be a role model for many. Yet she often would think how someone like Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle made it.

Probably the sorting hat sorted them in Slytherin out of pity, she thought.

“Merlin’s beard! You two don’t have anything better to do? Like I don’t know, brewing your bloody potion!? We are literally in the middle of class! And if Slughorn hasn’t said anything it’s because he’s dead asleep!”she complained as pointed at the Potions professor who was literally asleep and almost snoring in his chair, then she stared at them rolling her eyes as the rest of the people in the classroom muttered things like ‘finally’ ‘yes, someone said it’. They weren’t exactly liked in Slytherin… or Hogwarts in general to be honest; she still tried to figure out how Draco put up with Tweedledee and Tweedledum here everyday.

“What’s got your knickers in a twist, blood-traitor?” Crabbed replied, a smirk playing in his lips as him and Goyle looked at her with their usual mean stare.

“You know, instead of coming up with lame comebacks as usual, you two should really try and at least work once in class. You two don’t want to be held back, right? Don’t go around feeding those rumors if you know what I mean..” she snickered, holding down a laugh as Ginny besides her managed to control hers as well.

Rumor has it that those two got held back, so when we all got here for our first year at Hogwarts, they were already repeating it. She didn’t know if those rumors were true after all, but they kinda looked older than they seemed to be. Their mental age anyways, remained the same or even younger.

“You know, you should really try to control that mouth of yours. Your mud-blood friends won’t always be there to have your back and you know that.” he replied, looking at Ginny and Luna before raising his brows at her, they were really trying to scare her.. too bad they looked to dumb to even spark any kind of imaginary fear.

“I’m not even the slightest bit scared of both of you. I know you two don’t do anything without Draco and we both know Draco won’t be laying hands on me anytime soon..” she muttered, squinting her eyes at them. “So, as his minions you two should know better. Now, shoo!”

“You little bitch—” Goyle tried to come up with better insults before someone stepped in the delightful convo they were having.

“You really should know better than to insult a lady, mate.” the Gryffindor, whose specialty was pyrotechnics said. “And it also seems like she’s the one winning here.. why bother to keep going and embarrass yourself further, huh?” Seamus commented with a chuckle on his lips.

In the back, while everyone was very much busy with paying close attention to the conversation they were having, Dean Thomas softly walked towards Crabbe and Goyle’s desk and dripped a mysterious liquid inside of it before walking back to his place again and throwing a little paper towards the professor who suddenly woke up

“Finnigan, shut up. This isn’t with you.” Goyle sneered at him.

Seamus looked at Dean who just nodded, he then stared back at Goyle and Crabbe. “You know, one day everything will come back at bit you in the arse… or blow you up, who knows..” he commented, shrugging as he then walked back to his shared place with Dean.

“Kids! I hope those potions are going good! Now, last step it’s to add some of red liquid besides the cauldron and you’re all set!” Professor Slughorn said as he waved his hands to the students, signaling them to proceed, ignoring the small argument going on.

Tweedledee and Tweedledum just gave Y/n and Seamus a stink stare before going back to their posts, Y/n looked back at Finnigan with a grateful smile on her lips and flushed cheeks as he just winked at her before bumping arms with Dean and waiting for their small mischief to happen.

So, while everyone was dropping in their liquids, the two Slytherins leaned in to see their potion that was turning a weird color.

The rest of the class stared at their own cauldrons as they emitted a soft mist.

“Okay, kids! I see that all of your potions got the soft mist it’s supposed to emit! Now, that's..—” sadly Slughorn couldn’t finish his sentence about doing a good job cause suddenly all that could be heard in the classroom was a big and loud boom!

A grey cloud of smoke covered pretty much the entire desk belonging to Crabbe and Goyle, the students closest to them were coughing and swiping away the smoke as Y/n looked in curiosity to them, before looking back at Seamus, who was currently high-fiving Dean with a victorious look on their faces.

“That’s not how it’s supposed to turn out..” Slughorn commented while stroking the back of his head. “I would like to see you two in my office, the rest of you can go.” he added, both boys who had their faces covered in grey dust coughed as they walked behind the professor, blaming each other for what had happened.

The rest of the class quickly got their bags and left, Ginny ended up leaving with Luna as Y/n stayed behind. She quickly grabbed her bag and approached Seamus and Dean’s desk, both of the guys were still laughing and grabbing their things.

“That was quite the explosion..” she said with a smile on her lips, looking at the guys who chuckled with her. “I believe a thanks is in place to you two.”

“It was actually Finnigan’s idea.. and I have to leave, I’m late for my Quidditch practice..” Dean quickly explain with a smirk before looking at both of us and leaving.

“I kinda knew you were behind it.. after all you’re the who’s got a way with explosions..” Y/n said as he looked at him.

“Well, what can I say?” he smirked looking back at her. “They had it coming, they’re always a pain in the arse to you.” he commented with a shrug and a lopsided smile on his lips. “I just had to step in for my favorite Slytherin.”

That very last sentence made her flush once again, her cheeks felt warm as she looked down for a moment before lifting her eyes to stare at his face, she softly got closer to him and deposited a sweet and soft kiss in his cheek, dangerously close to his lips. “Thank you, Seamus. I really appreciate that, no one has stood up for me quite like you have.” she confessed with a shy smile.

The boy in front of her was now sporting red cheeks as his hand rested on the place she had just kissed. “U-uh, yeah, absolutely! Whenever you need someone I’m your guy!”

She giggled at his words before giving him one last look and walking outside the classroom as Seamus sat down on the chair for a bit.

“Okay, next goal… ask her out.”

He said to himself as he chuckled, before walking out of the classroom to meet with Dean and talk to him about what had just happened.

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Hi!! Can I request a Sihtric or Finan imagine? Whatever prompt you want I just need more of the boysss

hey lovely!! i’m working on one!! i’m still to figure out if it’ll be a really long imagine or a 2 part one so stay tune!! hahah xx

Lmao I was the Anon who mentioned “the seven” I just realized you gave no idea who they are bc you just started reading the books! My bad!

haha that’s okay!! i know about the seven! i have spoiled myself a lot about pjo but i haven’t really read the whole series to like, know how things happened, and all.. but i can definitely do your request! so don’t worry about it! :)

Would write a Travis Stoll x reader who is daughter of Ares who’s Clarisse’s second in command/best friend even though they’re opposite personalities and Connor is so sick of Travis’ pining for her that he decides to get them together?

just posted it! hope you like it, love! xx

Travis Stoll Imagine; Dream Girl

Hello!! We are back this Monday with a Percy Jackson Imagine! I started reading the series last week and i’m currently on the third book which is so exciting! I love the Stoll brothers so making this imagine was so fun! i hope you guys like it! :) As always, I apologize if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes, please let me know! And also, thank you everyone for the support and the cute comments i’ve been getting on my other stories! I love you all xx (also, sorry i couldn’t find a better pic to place)

Pairing; Travis Stoll x Reader

Warnings; None

Request; Would write a Travis Stoll x reader who is daughter of Ares who’s Clarisse’s second in command/best friend even though they’re opposite personalities and Connor is so sick of Travis’ pining for her that he decides to get them together?

It was a bright, hot and sunny day in Camp Half-Blood; the satyrs were running in the woods playing hide and seek with the dryads, who turned into trees whenever they tried to steal a kiss from them. Young demigods runnings through the camp wearing those bright-eye-cramping orange shirts, some of the kids from the Hermes Cabin were picking up the locks from the Camp Gift Shop. It was pretty much a normal summer day like any other.

Y/n was sitting down on top of a wooden-table, cleaning and filing her sword, it was something she found relaxing and it helped to calm down her ADHD for a bit. Mid-cleaning, she felt a pair of eyes staring into her. This has probably been the fifth time she has felt it in this week alone. She quickly looked up, not finding anyone on reach staring at her, it was infuriating not knowing who those stares belonged to but she brushed it off, it was stupid to get mad at something childish like that.

“Attention, attention, campers.” The voice of Mr. D, the camp director, said as he walked close by to the campers. Lots of them stop what they were doing to look at the news he was about to say. “Today we will be playing Capture The Flag, in about two hours or so, you all know what to do, gear up and blah blah..” That earned the cheers of lots of campers, and Mr. D with a quick a wave of his hand he dismissed them as he kept walking towards the Big House, to play some pinocle perhaps, as he complained how teenagers were always so loud.

Y/n then kept filing her sword as a blonde haired and all girl walked towards her, Clarisse La Rue, her half-sister. “Did you hear that? We’ll finally get to have another reason to beat up some kids and get back our flag from the Blue team!” The girl exclaimed with a sinister smile on her lips.

Y/n simply chuckled at her words and nodded. “Indeed, sis. It’s been too long since the last time we played, that flag needs to be back on Ares’s Team.” she said as she blew on her sword, grinning at her sister as she nodded.

“C’mon, let’s go get something to eat before the game, my stomach is killing me.” Clarisse said as Y/n tagged alone.

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demidorks

Chiron: I love my demigods. They are too good for this world. I'm proud of them.

Percy: *Explodes the bathroom*

Annabeth and Clarisse: *Screams at each other*

Leo, Nyssa and Harley: *Burn their cabin*

Travis and Connor: *Blow up jokes in Demeter's cabin*

Nico: *Eats instead of helping*

Chiron: My beautiful children.

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things we MUST see or have in the pjo adaption:

aka disney+ if you fuck this up i stg im killing mickey damn mouse.

- first of all, please, please, PLEASE give us an age appropriate cast!! one of the beautiful things about pjo is that we watched them grow from being little eighth graders all the way up to seventeen and eighteen and we watched them become mature. i don’t know how many of you guys watched the dc show ‘gotham’ but i loved seeing a naive 12 y/o bruce wayne go through the troubles of gotham city up until 17, we’re growing with them the same way little ten year old me did when i had the books.

- second, do not and i repeat do NOT erase minorities - don’t remove nico being gay, don’t pull an ‘uwu i have adhd and dyslexia’ on near enough the entire plethora of characters, don’t whitewash people of colour. percy jackson is for everyone. that’s how rick made it.

- it would be awesome to have relatively unknown cast members, let their talents shine and give them the boost in popularity that things like harry potter gave daniel radcliffe, emma watson and such. as much as i like them, i don’t want finn wolfhard or the it/stranger things cast - give us new people.

- aphrodite - give her multiple castings. give us a curvy aphrodite, a trans aphrodite, poc aphrodite - everything! beauty is in the eye of the beholder, aphrodite is the epitome of beauty - not the conventional white, blonde, skinny standards of the west.

- do not gloss over the effect kronos has. he sliced and diced his own father before taking his place, he ate his children, he is pure evil. he manipulates luke and targets his faults, the same with ethan and his desire for recognition, kronos is the nightmare under your bed.

- on the same point, don’t gloss over the deaths and the heroism of minor characters, silena’s bravery to lead the ares cabin, charlie’s sacrifice, ethan, lee fletcher’s death and the beautiful death and tragedy of zoe nightshade.

- show us may castellan. the mother who has no idea about the damage her son has done in his blinded rage, the vulnerability of a dying luke who finally saw he was tricked by someone eons older than her. show us the mother who still sits and waits, baking cookies for a boy never to return.

- give us travis and connor stoll and all their shenanigans!

- please give me will solace, god i miss him.

- don’t make hades a bad man, he’s the best out of the big 3 and i’ll be damned if you do him dirty. he cares through actions, the god of the dead is not meant to be a man of words - hades is hospitable, he doesn’t kill or trick the way zeus and poseidon do. hades is kind in a world that hates him, his kindness is rare but it is there.

- alabaster c torrington! that’d be such an awesome cameo!

- don’t overdo the cgi and effects, the movies were guilty of using effects to hide up bad writing and a lack of knowledge of the book - don’t make kronos some hell demon during the battle of manhattan, he was in luke’s body. the only sign was his golden eyes, not demonic horns.

- just remember that a generation of people fought for this for years and we’ll stay fighting for it. the pjo fandom is powerful, long-lasting and frankly protective of the books that made us feel included and we want another to have that same chance.

don’t ruin this for millions and millions of people across the world.

Do you write for girls?

absolutely!! :) x

Can you write a Neville Longbottom imagine where he’s got a crush on a Slytherin girl who Snape always pairs with him because he wants her to fail since she is friends with the Gryffindors and is always fighting with Draco but she always manages to get them good marks which makes Snape even angrier landing her frequent detentions which she doesn’t mind since she likes Neville?

Just posted it, lovely! Hope you enjoy it! xx

Neville Longbottom; Slytherin Girl.

Hello, lovelies! Back with another Harry Potter Imagine, this time a Neville Longbottom one! I love Neville so much so I was glad to get a request with him! He’s just so cute! Also, I took some phrases and got some help from the Harry Potter Wikia, so, not taking any credits for that one! Also there’s one phrase from Snape that I believe he really said in the books. Also not taking any credits for that, but that’s pretty much it.

Anyways, hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it! Love you all x

Pairing; Neville Longbottom x Reader

Warnings; None

Request; Can you write a Neville Longbottom imagine where he’s got a crush on a Slytherin girl who Snape always pairs with him because he wants her to fail since she is friends with the Gryffindors and is always fighting with Draco but she always manages to get them good marks which makes Snape even angrier landing her frequent detentions which she doesn’t mind since she likes Neville?

Y/n was one of the few pureblood Slytherins that treated everyone kindly, if they deserved it, of course.

She was currently running late for her Potions class, her hands full with her books as she ran through the hallways, she cursed in her mind, maybe taking a nap between periods wasn’t a good idea after all. As she reached the classroom door, she collided with someone’s back, dropping her books to the ground and scowling at it. “Seriously!?” She exclaimed and with a groan she kneeled down to grab her things.

“Oh! Y/n, I-i’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to! I- didn’t see you there.” The nervous voice that could only belong to Neville Longbottom, said. She finished grabbing her books and quickly froze. You see, Y/n had a soft spot for cute and shy guys; being surrounded by pretentious assholes in Slytherin, Draco Malfoy being the prime example, was enough for her to hate those attributes in guys.

So, when he met the shy, clumsy and introverted Gryffindor, boy she quickly took a liking to him. She watched him grow up to become an attractive man, but still maintaining his shy and gentle manners. She has never said anything about her feelings towards him to her fellow Slytherin friends, she just knew that even if they were nice towards her, they might not feel the same way towards a Gryffindor. Typical house rivalry that she had yet to share.

“No, uh, it’s okay, Neville!” she replied, a warm feeling invading her cheeks as she looked up to him. “It was my fault, anyways. I think i’m a little half-sleep still..” she sheepishly said, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I think we should get in, though. Wouldn’t want Snape to deduct points from being too late.”

“Yeah.. um, you’re right.” He agreed before stepping inside of the classroom with her.

The whole classroom was already full, except some empty spots that may be due to the lack of students in this class, not all were Snape’s fans; she wasn’t one either. “Glad you two could join us, Mr. Longbottom and Miss. Y/l/n.” Snape’s voice brought them back to reality, even if was the Head of her house, she still wasn’t quite fond of him. Maybe due to the lack of empathy towards the other houses and the favoritism over Slytherins. Not towards her, though. He was aware that she was friends with lots of Gryffindors, earning his disapproval.

Would you do a fluff George Weasley request where his significant other is the Golden Trios age and friend and her family is apart of the Order of the Phoenix so the summer before her 6th year Death Eaters attack her family and George is worried/overprotective of the idea of her going back to Hogwarts?

Just posted it, love! Thanks for the request! xx

George Weasley Imagine; Overprotective Georgie.

This is actually the very first Harry Potter imagine I’ve ever done! I’m always reading them so it’s kinda weird to be on the other side of the screen making them, but it’s so exciting! Remember, english is not my first language, so if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes please let me know! I appreaciate corrections :) I hope you all enjoy it and thanks for the requests and support! x

Pairing; George Weasley x Reader.

Warnings; Fluff

Request; Would you do a fluff George Weasley request where his significant other is the Golden Trios age and friend and her family is apart of the Order of the Phoenix so the summer before her 6th year Death Eaters attack her family and George is worried/overprotective of the idea of her going back to Hogwarts?

It was afternoon, when Y/n walked on her backyard, admiring the roses and different kinds of flowers that were growing there. The sun hitting on the surface of each one, highlighting their vibrant colors.

Summer was definitely her favorite season, even though she missed her friends quite a lot during it, she so much loved and preferred the warmth of the sun against her skin, instead of the biting coldness that winter brings.

Harry must’ve having the time of her life, along with Hermione and Ron, she thought. They have decided to spend their summer before sixth year together, she on the other hand, could not.

Her parents, who worked with the Order of the Phoenix, took a well-deserved little summer break; so instead of planning attacks in the Order headquarters, against You-Know-Who and his followers, or traveling to different places to find allies to join the cause, they were spending it with their only daughter. They’ve come to the raw realization that family-time nowadays were scarce, lots of members have lost their family members while fighting for the Order, so this summer they wanted to spend it with their daughter before she returned to Hogwarts.

“Sweetie, how about I make your favorite meal for supper?” Her mother softly asked, leaning against the door of the backyard as she stared at her daughter, who was now walking towards the inside of her house after a few minutes of taking in the sun.

“Sure, mum. That sounds good by me, where’s dad?” She asked, closing the door behind her as she looked back at her mom.

“He’s in the study, dear. He’s now having a little talk with Remus and some of the members of the Order. We better not interrupt him.” Her mother replied.

She nodded, watching as her mother smiled once last time to her as she disappeared to the kitchen. Y/n sighed as she walked up the stairs towards her room, her dad would always be busy with the order, and she understood that. They were very protective over Harry and even more so after the death of his godfather, Sirius Black, last year.

As she opened the door of her room, she heard a little slow tap coming from her window, she quickly walked towards it and found an grey owl sitting on the edge of it, a letter on its beak as it breathed heavily, noticeable tired of the journey it had just traveled.

“Oh, Errol. The Weasley’s really need to lay off with you for a bit, you seem old enough to retire, buddy.” She chuckled as she opened her window, the owl stepping inside of her room rather quickly as it opened its beak, letting the letter fall to the small night table under the window before the owl itself passing out and falling to the floor.

Y/n just shook her head, smiling at the tired and old owl before grabbing it softly and placing it at the end of her bed. She then sat down as well and opened up the letter resting in her hands, wondering who was it from.

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Hi lovely! I’m so glad you’re back :) can you please write a Bucky x reader where they’re best friends and are secretly in love, so when reader makes a joke that Peter is basically their child, Bucky gets all flushed and leaves quickly. He asks Steve what to do and he says Bucky should flirt with her for real and make it obvious he likes her. He does, but reader is oblivious so Bucky just flat out tells her and they end up cuddling and watching readers fav movie? Tysm, I hope it makes sense! 💕

hey, love! thank you! I just posted your request, I hope you like it! Sorry if it feels kinda short, I'm still trying to get back to my writing habits. But I hope you enjoy it :)

Bucky Barnes Imagine; Secretly in love.

Hey guys! It feels so good to be finally back! I haven’t written anything in so long so, sorry if the imagines suck :( i’m trying my best to get back to writing and all. Also, please remember that English isn’t my first language, so if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes, please let me know! Thanks for reading and I hope you like it!

Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Reader.

Warnings; Just fluff.

Request; Hi lovely! I’m so glad you’re back :) can you please write a Bucky x reader where they’re best friends and are secretly in love, so when reader makes a joke that Peter is basically their child, Bucky gets all flushed and leaves quickly. He asks Steve what to do and he says Bucky should flirt with her for real and make it obvious he likes her. He does, but reader is oblivious so Bucky just flat out tells her and they end up cuddling and watching readers fav movie? Tysm, I hope it makes sense! 💕

It was around noon when Y/n woke up, she went to bed late last night because she’s been obsessed with this show and she wanted to watch the entire season in one night, that had her going to sleep at 5 am.

While walking to the kitchen to grab something to drink, she heard the voices of Peter, Samuel, Steve and Bucky.

She smiled as she finally saw them, Peter and Samuel both in the kitchen, while Steve and Bucky were sitting down behind the stool, laughing at whatever Peter and Samuel were doing. As she got closer to them, she could see with more clarity Peter’s face, which was currently filled with flour, his eyes concentrated fully on his masterwork as he made sure to massage the dough on his hands, probably making pizza, she guessed.

“I wake up a bit late and you guys have already messed up the kitchen.” she laughed as she stood a few feet from them, her hands on her waist as she looked at the mess that the kitchen was, obviously a work from Peter. She knew that him, being the youngest of them all, wanted to have some fun around the place, and probably Samuel saw him struggling and tried to help him.

“I really take no part in this whole mess, we are mere spectators.” Steve said as he chuckled, Bucky who was sitting besides him didn't say anything but rested his eyes on her, softly gazing at her as she rolled her eyes and smiled. It was clear to say that both of them liked each other, yet they were not aware of each other’s feelings. In her mind, it was better for them to remain friends than to get in a relationship with the probability of breaking up and damaging their friendship, she didn't want to jeopardize that because of silly feelings that may not be reciprocated.

In Bucky’s head, he thought that she wasn't interested in him as more than a friend, even though Natasha has always told him that she acted different around him, but he just brushed that off, thinking that the reason lied in the fact that she felt more comfortable around him than with the rest of them. He didn't want to create false scenarios in his head.

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