"You'll learn to love him." ❧ Y/n Vitelli, of a wealthy Italian pureblood family, is forced into a marriage of social advancement with none other than the pompous, haughty Draco Malfoy. Unhappy with this arrangement made by their parents, y/n will go to great lengths to keep her newlywed husband at bay. When they return to Hogwarts for their final year of school, unbeknownst to their classmates as a married couple, y/n is faced with the challenge of falling in love with the man she is already married to. ❧ Slow-burn Draco Malfoy fanfiction + Cedric Diggory love triangle ❧ Highest tags: 1 in #dracomalfoy 1 in #harrypotter 1 in #draco 1 in #malfoy 1 in #enemiestolovers 3 in #romance 1 in #dracomalfoyxreader 1 in #slytherin 1 in #readerxcharacter 1 in #xreader 1 in #pureblood 1 in #arrangedmarriage

❝WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL IM GOING TO DATE YOU❞ in which a two enemies agree to fake date one another. [draco malfoy x fem!reader] © 2016 sameezyy

Seventy-four years has been long enough. The way of the infamous Hunger Games has been altered. No longer is every Gamemaker out to devise the worst means of torture and death for every tribute. No longer are the people of Panem outwardly tolerant of President Snow's murderous actions. Under the facade of a normal group of Gamemakers, several rebellious citizens have begun an experiment which, if it succeeds, will make use of technology both to rescue the tributes before they are dead and then deposit the brainwashed children back in time. They have to try it. No one knows what horrors future Hunger Games may bring, and the desperate rebels are willing to try anything. Meanwhile, in the mountainous regions of District 2, Cato Hadley and Clove Kentwell have trained their whole lives for the Games. Nevertheless, their ambitions change when they, without meaning to, find themselves in the Games together. They are both determined to win. But if they don't, what will happen to them? The brainwashed tributes who land in New York City know nothing of who they are or where they are from. They do not remember Panem, or the Games, or even their own names. This is a science fiction story based off the Hunger Games and its characters. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Hunger Games! This story is based around a plot twist I created, but all rights go to Suzanne Collins, the author of the original series. Disclaimer no. 2: this was a first draft written by a very awkward fifteen-year-old me; please treat it as such. Thanks. *insert smiley emoji here* ➸ Highest ranking: #86 in Science Fiction © 2015 clato_maroondiamonds

❝𝐼'𝑚 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓.❞ ➳𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝. fem!reader insert. all rights over The Hunger Games go to Suzanne Collins. cover by @carkann. started: july 28, 2020 completed: june 18, 2021

𝐈𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛. 𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠. ++++ The adopted sibling of the school's newest asshole catches the eye of a psychopath. After he catches the eye of their sister, and ropes her into murder. ++++ 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨. ++++ TW: Murder (obviously), gore, death, insanity/psychopathy, heavy cursing, smutty themes, probably more that I can't think of right now ++++ 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰. 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭...

I was quiet. "That really bothered you that much?" He nodded. "Yeah. I knew it would bother you. And it bothered me, too. For other reasons, though." "Other reasons?" I echoed. Now it was his turn to be quiet for a moment. I could see that he was thinking, debating in his head. "This isn't how I imagined it at all. Pouring, in a parking lot, just after I leave detention. It's kind of funny," Mischa nearly laughed, but didn't. I just looked at him, confused, heart pounding. "There's something that I really need to say. And if I hold it in any longer, It'll eat away at me."

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

"Holding in your feelings is unhealthy." "I don't have a healthy lifestyle."

"Do you know what it feels like to be in love?" You asked him. You were in too deep to back out now. "I think so." He replied, a confident tone in his voice you hadn't heard many times before. "What does it feel like?" "Exactly like this."

You thought you were leaving everything behind when you moved to Derry. Turns out, you were wrong. Richie Tozier x Fem!Reader ► soulmate au