If there's one thing that Draco Malfoy yearns for, it's seeing Harry Potter in pain. How that happens, he doesn't care. When Potter's name is pulled out of the Goblet of Fire, Draco sees it as the perfect opportunity to fulfill his greatest desire. Except Saint Potter has luck swimming in his veins. He needs to be distracted... And the best way to do that is to make him fall in love.

no matter what universe newt and thomas are in they are so very stupid

A Drarry Story. While Draco is confined to the manor on house arrest, he writes his story, publishes it, then shuts himself away from the wizarding world. Some nine and a half years later, Harry is about to leave the university where he works as a Professor of Defence Arts when he sees a student bent over a stack of books. There is something very familiar about the hunch of the man and his white-blond hair which takes Harry straight back to Hogwarts. A story of two men putting aside their history and coming together with considerable help from their two sons, Teddy and Scorpius. No smut, contains swearing.

[Written with @Huffinglepuff! (check out her instagram!)] Remus Lupin was an observant professor. He knew how it felt to be ignored, so he gave special care to pay attention to his students-not only in regards to their studies, but to their mental health, too. Remus Lupin was the first person to notice what Harry was hiding, and he was the first adult to care enough to do something about it. TW: referenced self harm, child abuse, brief mention of blood Total WC: 19,300 words COMPLETE

After finishing the song of Achilles, I decided to write this headcanon so I could move on with my life. In hopes that my heart would finally mend after Madeline tore it from my chest.(T_T) I just felt that I needed a short story where we get to see Achilles and Patroclus reunited and happy in their afterlife. It was quite a cathartic process and the end result is this. I hope it gives you as much relief reading it as it gave me writing it. Enjoy :) Setting: After Thetis etches Patroclus' name on Achilles' tomb, his soul is finally unbound from the earth. Patroclus is free to reunite with his lover, friend, companion and protector, Achilles. P.S My heart is still broken, but less so after writing this.

When Beth nearly loses a game at the US Open, she wants a drink. Instead, she visits Benny.

under all that beskar, he had a heart of gold - A scared child, discarded on the dunes of Tatooine for being mute, soon finds herself in the care of a menecing bounty hunter and his little green son. - highest rankings #4 father-daughter #1 din #1 thechild #1 parental #1 djarin #7 babyyoda (takes place after season 1 but season 2 is different AKA: canon-divergent) {all rights to Disney except my original characters}

These are four Good Omens one-shots that were written as presents for my dear friends: Deamonia214, KannaOphelia, Caffine_And_Spite, and Bring_Death_Upon_Me. The order is as follows: This year feels so brand new (tie a ribbon around me and you) - Christmas tenderness and shameless fluff Something So Flawed and Free- Saturnalia in Ancient Rome On the nature of demon summoning- Crowley get's summoned by a "cult." How on earth was he supposed to get out of this one? Crowley's Adventures in Discorporation- Written for the prompt: its sort of a free-for-all in the Corporations department in Hell, so as soon as a body is fixed anyone can take it. When Crowley gets discorporated, he finds himself not only without his favorite corporation, but with another demon loose on Earth.

It was not the first time they had kissed. Not even close.

The Nice and Fairly Accurate History of the demon Crowley and the angel Aziraphale, on their relationship over 6,000 years. Aziraphale and Crowley have known each other since the beginning, quite literally. From the gate of Eden to the end of the world, they have been there for each other- tempting, thwarting, and even helping (not that their respective head offices need to know). As the millennia go on, the two grow closer and closer, and there are words that both off them need to say, but neither do. It only takes the end of the world for them to get their heads on straight. AKA: Aziraphale and Crowley being pining idiots for 6,000 years. Cross-Posted on Ao3 under the same title