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Kiss Me Not -Part 22-

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tags: drarry, hogwarts eighth year, soulmates au

Harry leaned back against the wall, absentmindedly chewing the edge of his thumb as he thought. Was Draco that drunk? Was he the type to drink so much he forgot things? What if it were true? If he didn’t remember… then, maybe-

“-iously Granger, this had better be good because the Prophet will absolutely be shitting themselves for this exsclus-Potter!” Pansy plastered on a blindingly false smile, “Did you want to talk to me?”

“We did,” Hermione said, herding the two of them a bit away from the door and recasting her muffling spell, throwing a few other privacy spells on top.

Pansy glanced around suspiciously, “What is this about?”

“Did Draco remember what happened at the eighth year party?” Harry asked.

Pansy shrugged one shoulder, “Most of it. Up until you said you were going to kiss the whole room and he tried to finish off a whole bottle of fire whiskey himself.” She gave Harry a pointed look.

“So he doesn’t remember,” Hermione said, she took a step closer to Pansy, “And when he kissed Harry did you see it?”

“What?” Pansy snorted, “I interviewed everyone. No one kissed the boy wonder-”

“So you didn’t see,” Harry said, feeling mildly lightheaded.

Hermione caught his eye and raised her eyebrows.

Pansy looked from Harry to Hermione, “Draco didn’t kiss-” she frowned, her brow furrowing in thought. Pansy shook her head, “He couldn’t-?” she studied both their faces and then froze. Her eyes went wide, “He did-?” as her hand went up to her mouth, pressing over her lips, tears welling in her eyes.

“Are you alright?” Harry asked a bit nervously.

A giggle escaped her and Pansy pressed her head and palm into her shoulder. She looked back at them with an ecstatic smile, “I can’t fucking believe it,” she said faintly, “You’re serious? You did kiss him? You really did?”

Harry nodded.

Now it all makes sense,” Pansy let out a breath, turning half-away and wiping the corners of her eyes. She lifted her chin with a deep breath, turned to face Harry and said, “Okay. So I’ll do my best to actually try and like you-”

“Same?” Harry said faintly.

“-and if you ever hurt him I’ll kill you.”

“I-” Harry opened his mouth then closed it and looked over at Hermione imploringly.

Hermione rolled her eyes, “Really? I can’t imagine them not fighting.”

“You know what I mean,” Pansy said sharply.

“I won’t- I- I’ll try not to,” Harry stammered.

Pansy tossed her head so her hair bounced against her cheeks, “Well, that will have to do for now. But that’s not what’s important-”

“Not important?” Hermione bristled.

Not important,” Pansy turned and jabbed a finger at Hermione, “What’s important is that Draco doesn’t know and he needs to know.”

Harry took a step backwards.

Hermione frowned, “Right now? Now, Harry has to go to the great hall-”

Exactly.” Pansy interrupted sharply, “Now is the perfect time, can you just imagine how it will look-?”

“You are not going to get your silly newspaper job involved in this!” Hermione stepped closer, “Draco is your friend-”

“I can be a friend and get an amazing story! You goody-goody Gryffindor’s are so-”

Harry backed further away and the growing hostility suddenly turned into a buzz of indistinct noise. Harry sighed in relief and a little guilty about it, but only a little.

He looked down the hallway towards the dungeons; the whole great hall could stuff it, he-

“HARRY!” Ginny’s voice washed over him.

Harry turned as Ginny skipped over to him with a huge grin, Luna a few steps behind.

“You’ve been summoned, my liege,” Ginny said, affecting a ridiculous and extravagant bow.

Luna giggled and copied her, bowing too deeply so her hair fell over her face when she stood back up.

“What are you doing here?” Harry asked.

“Helping,” Luna said brightly, absently pushing her hair back one errant lock at a time.

“Yeah, helping,” Ginny echoed a bit too cheerfully.

Harry’s eyes narrowed, “Helping how?”

Ginny waved off his concerns, “You’ll see.” She turned and took what looked like a red blanket from Luna. When she unfurled it, holding it up and out, Harry could see it was a red velvet cloak trimmed with black and white ermine.

“No,” Harry said immediately.

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” Ginny said. She took out her wand and with a flick the offending garment curled around his shoulders.

Harry grabbed at where it had attached to his shoulder to pull it off, “I said no. This is embarrassing enough as it is.”

“You owe me,” Ginny said, her voice just a little too flat and serious.

Harry looked at her imploringly, “Come on, Gin. You can’t make me go in there like this.”

“No, I can’t make you,” Ginny said in the same tone.

Harry stared at her, hoping for some sort of reprieve but none came. He wasn’t going to outright refuse her and Ginny knew it. Harry groaned, his shoulders slumping.

Ginny smiled, “I transfigured it myself from a sheet. I could change the rest of your clothes too-”

“Absolutely not,” Harry said firmly. There were some limits to how much public humiliation he was willing to endure.

“A jumper and school slacks aren’t very royal in the least,” Ginny said with a frown.

Harry rolled his eyes, “Well that works out fantastic since I’m not bloody royalty.”

“Ta-Dah!” Luna said, bouncing forward and pulling a silver crown from her little shoulder bag with a flourish.

“It’s wonderful, Luna!” Ginny said with a little gasp, “Where’d you get it?”

“I conjured it,” Luna said primly, reaching up to balance it atop Harry’s head.

The crown stayed in place for maybe all of five seconds before sliding off Harry’s unruly hair. Harry caught it on instinct before it hit the floor, taking a moment to look at it more closely. It didn’t look anything like the muggle royal crowns and did look a great deal like something out of a fairy story, all silver and delicate curving points decorated with what looked like pearls and diamonds.

Ginny took it away from him, holding it protectively, “This is amazing, Luna. You’re going to pass your NEWTs with flying colours.”

“Thank you,” Luna said absentmindedly, looking through her bag, “I’m quite certain I have some bobby pins.”

“We could just use a sticking spell,” Ginny suggested.

Luna frowned slightly, “I don’t think Harry would like that.”

“Harry would not like that,” Harry said flatly.

“I’ll just have to conjure some, I suppose,” Luna dropping her bag back down by her side.

Ginny shrugged, “We’ll figure it out inside. Come on, before McGonagall comes after us.” She grabbed Harry by the elbow and collected Luna with her other hand when she passed her, pulling them both into the great hall with her.

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I’m Here to Stay

Summary: Before he could say anything else, you gave him a full slap on the face.
“That’s for leaving.” You affirmed in anger.
Surprising him, you pulled him into a kiss, the first you’d shared in the longest time.
Steve pulled you tightly by your waist, almost fusing you two with the force of his grip.
“And I guess this is for coming back.” He muttered after you pulled away to breathe.
“Don’t ever, ever, leave again.”
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader, Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader
Other Characters: Sebastian Rogers (OC), Steven Rogers Jr (OC), Peter Parker, Victory (Dog)
Warnings: Parent Steve Rogers, Angst, fluff, Civil War is over, Rogers Family. Gif is from google.

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“I’ll take good care of them, Mrs Captain,” Peter affirmed, and you chuckled at the nickname he had given you.

“Be careful.” You reminded the teen. “She can be really strong and drag you around. And give them both water, it is hot outside.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Parker nodded, blushing when you kissed his cheek before kissing your son’s forehead and petting Victory.

“Bye, mummy,” Sebastian said with a smile, waving goodbye as he left, holding Peter’s had tightly.

“Have fun.” You said back. “Lunch will be ready when you’re back.”

When they left, you walked back into the kitchen you shared with the rest of the team. After his aunt found out he was Spiderman, Peter spent most of his weekends in the compound and your older son had developed a very clear crush on him and followed him around all the time like a puppy.

You were in a very cheerful mood, even humming a song while putting dinner in the oven and preparing Steven’s formula. At least until you saw a figure in his room through the security camera.

You had never teleported so fast into a place so quickly and the stranger didn’t have any time to step closer to your baby’s crib before you slammed them against the wall with your powers.

“Oh damn.” The voice you knew too well exclaimed in a sound of pain. “I missed how fast and strong you can be.”

You stared at the man a few steps from you with wide eyes.


Pressed against the wall and looking a mixture of happy, in pain and terrified, your husband smiled.

“Hey, Y/N.”

You released him quickly and he walked to your direction with a huge smile on his face.

With a full beard and long hair, Steve looked much older than even in front of you and you didn’t know if you could cry or laugh in happiness.

“Are you real?” You whispered, feeling tears falling from your eyes as you reached out to touch his face.

“As real as I can get.”

Before he could say anything else, you gave him a full slap on the face.

“That’s for leaving.” You affirmed in anger.

Surprising him, you pulled him into a kiss, the first you’d shared in the longest time.

Steve pulled you tightly by your waist, almost fusing you two with the force of his grip.

“And I guess this is for coming back.” He muttered after you pulled away to breathe.

“Don’t ever, ever, leave again.” You slapped his chest.

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Jimin x Best Friend! Reader - First Sleepover

Originally posted by zynpyzkcu

° oml don’t even get me started

° okok so imagine you two being best friends whilst you invite him over

° well you didn’t exactly invite him, he came over because he wanted to

° and you guys are just hanging out

° it’s all bantz (banter)

° he’s about to leave bc it’s bare late

° until (here comes my cliché twist hehe :p) the weather changes drastically

° so it’s not safe to go outside

° therefore, you ask him to stay over

° “Jiminie, stay over, it’s not safe to go outside at this time and weather”

° “Are you sure Y/N? I mean I can hail a cab an-”

° *cue your death glare*

° “Jiminie it’s too dangerous”

° “Okok fine”

° as weird as it sounds, you guys have never had a sleep over before although you’re best friends

° and bc he’s Park Jimin, ofc he’s so prepared for these type of things so he always leaves a spare change of clothes at yours

° it’s currently 11am

° you guys sit in the living room and just watch random movies

° until you hear your belly rumble

° cue Jimin’s deadly smirks

Originally posted by 9taefox

° “Well Y/N, your hungry aren’t y-”

° you hear his belly rumble lol

° and that’s wen smirky Jimin goes to mochi Jimin

Originally posted by morekpopmore

° Jimin being the gentleman he is, he offers to make food for you

° ofc you join him

° as you guys are cooking your fave quick easy foods, he does a step wrong

° so you shove him away playfully to the side so you can show him how to do it properly

° as your speaking and showing him how to do it, he’s leaning on the corner with his arms crossed

° “Jimin, do you know how to do it now?”

° no answer

° you whip your head around to look at him

° “Jimi-”

° and he’s just standing there

° in all his glory

° just staring at you with an emotion you’ve never seen before

Originally posted by jiminrolls

° and it just winds you, like fr he just took your breath away

° you guys are just staring at each other

° both of you are walking closer to each other

° you feel his hand sneak over yours that was holding the cutting knife

° “Like this?” he says quietly

° mind you, you guys are still staring into each other’s eyes

° shaking yourself outta it, you look at his hand over yours, mimicking the hand gestures on the knife

° “Oh yh… yh it’s like that”

° you guys act normally with each other after that

° you take your food to your room and you eat it there as he’s about to shower

° you both finish your food, and he goes to take a quick shower in your en suite, whilst your just surfing the net on your phone

° you hear the door opening after ten minutes with Jimin dressed in a black hoodie with some shorts

° and his hair is wet

° and your there like

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

° but outside your there with sum rbf (resting bitch face)

° but he knows that he’s got an effect on you so him being a bitch, he runs his hand thru his hair making him hotter than ever

Originally posted by wonhoslilmonster

° and your done with him teasing the shit outta you

° “two can play at that game” you thought

° so your there like

Originally posted by kingpanini

° and then somehow you guys end up having a pillow fight bc why not

° and you guys are being brutal af lol

° until

° this happens

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

° and then this happens

Originally posted by a-night-in-wonderland

° you guys are giggling sm omg

° but then it hits you

° you were in Jimin’s arms, straddling him

° you slowly move your head so you can face Jimin

° and you guys just… Smile at each other

° and outta nowhere, he gives you a peck, but like not a peck. Like ok yh it’s a peck but his lips are still on yours for another five seconds

° your #shooketh

° he gives you the biggest, cutest smile EVER

° and you just smile into another kiss, but this time it’s a proper kiss

° after its done, you roll off him and you both just lie in silence, staring at the ceiling

° but your hands are intertwined

° “that was the best first sleepover ever”

° “you got that right”

° you guys just giggle your asses off again

° both of you get engulfed by a relaxing silence

° after a couple of moments, you see his hand raise up

° “be with me?” he says

° “yeah”

° you put your hand in his, and both of you smiled like crazy, whilst falling asleep in his arms

A/N: Thank you guys for reading this. Hope you liked it :))

Credits: @xbabyunnie

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A/N: Last chapter! There is more to this story, I am in the process of writing the last (?) part to Alice and Bucky’s story, in the mean time, word of advice, you might want to check out @jrubalcaba blog and join her tag list… Who doesn’t love a crossover??

Next up is a tie in story set in Alice’s world, I will tag anyone that has joined up to this story automatically. If you don’t want to be tagged, just let me know with an ask or DM, I won’t be offended!! Thank you to everyone who has read this and who has given me such amazing comments and feedback, it means so much to me. I have to give a special thanks to @jrubalcaba though for helping me through certain parts of writing this and being an excellent friend. Looking forward to the next bit! 

Warnings: A little bit of smut at the beginning. Bucky is a tease! Well this does follow the story of Civil War so obviously, Bucky is still going into the ice so,  sadness. Not quite a big a cliff hanger ending as Collide though so, hopefully you won’t hate me as much this time.

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“Where are we even going?”
“Omg Pidge would you just shut up for like, five seconds? We’re almost there.”
“Maybe I just like the sound of my own voice, Lance. Not everything is about you, you know. Maybe I’m just–”

“…This is what I wanted to show you.”
“Happy Birthday, Pidge.”

It’s Pidge’s birthday so obviously I had to draw SOMETHING.

It turned into Plance. Go figure.


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