Y/N Y/L/N returns to Hogwarts determined to keep her head down-focus on Potions, focus on the future, focus on anything that isn't the Weasley twins wreaking havoc wherever she turns. Being a Hufflepuff has never made her soft. She's too kind to be cruel, but also too sharp-tongued to let anyone mistake her for weak. Y/N plans to survive the year untouched. Then George Weasley starts looking at her like her smile is something sacred. He doesn't mock her kindness. He doesn't treat her like she's naïve. He just keeps showing up-between classes, in Hogsmeade, in the spaces where laughter still exists even when the world is getting darker. And slowly, against her better judgement, Y/N realises the most dangerous thing about George Weasley isn't his mischief... It's his gentleness. [ Canon! PoA onwards 💛 Mature Themes | Smut ]

After years of silence and carefully maintained distance, nothing has ever truly changed between you and your ex-husband - Dr. Jack Abbot. You've mastered the art of civility, keeping the past buried beneath routine shifts and professional courtesy. But when a long-forgotten connection begins to surface, both of you are forced to confront what you left unresolved years ago.

It was your first day of residency at Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Centre. You knew working in trauma would be difficult, but you hadn't expected it to be anything like this. After finishing medical school, you planned to specialise in cardiology. You had been born with a bad heart, and the hospital had been your second home growing up, so you thought you had known what to expect when you finally became a doctor. You had been so very wrong. And to make matters worse, everything you thought you knew about yourself was completely thrown off course by the incredibly talented and even better looking Doctors working in the Pitt. As the hours go by, the professional boundaries between you and your coworkers start to disappear. Casual touches and lingering glances last longer than they should, and you seem to find yourself falling for your much older attendings and coworker. I couldn't choose between writing a fic about Robby, Abbot or Whitaker so I thought, why not all three...? Lowkey this is just a reader insert I wrote for myself. I couldn't choose between Robby, Abbot and Whitaker so I thought why not all of them? this story will be told in traditional x reader fashion but of course for a show like this you need to have a surname so I've settled on you being Dr Reid (get it like reader haha) because I actually cannot deal with Dr Y/L/N and Y/N. Enjoy!

Jack Abbot is not an overly-neighborly person. He has secret nicknames in his head for most of the people on his floor and actively avoids any and all types of neighborhood politics. However, he can't deny his growing fondness for the single mom and toddler in apartment seventeen. (Nor his burning hatred for your baby daddy).

In the chaos of The Pitt, falling for Dr. Jack Abbott is never simple. Whether it's late-night shifts, quiet moments between patients, jealousy, comfort, or the kind of love that sneaks up on you, every story is different-but somehow, it always leads back to him. A collection of reader-insert one-shots full of slow burns, soft moments, angst, and all the complicated ways of loving Dr. Abbott.

A collection of stories about my favorite characters from The Pitt Most will be reader insert without the use of y/n or anything similar.

ᴋ.ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ғᴇᴍ:ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ •°•°•°•°•°• "𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬..." "...𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧." •°•°•°•°•°• DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me except for the reader insert and any other oc that may appear. Character ownership rights are all destined to Kohei Horikoshi. •°•°•°•°•°• 🏅 5 in #college [29·12·2025] 🏅 2 in #bakugouxreader [31·12·2025] 🏅 5 in #katsukixreader [10·01·2026] 🏅 5 in #rivals [26·01·2026] 🏅 1 in #xreader [03·02·2026] 🏅 4 in #katsukixreader [08·03·2026] 🏅 1 in #rivalstolovers [14·08·2026] 🏅 5 in #katsukibakugou [14·08·2026]

Miles Morales x Reader INCLUDES SPIDERMAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE + ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE Alright, let's do this. My name is (Y/n) Parker. I was bitten by a radioactive spider when I was twelve, granting me spider-like powers. I've trained under my dad for years, slowly earning my title as the world's one and only Spider-girl. What could go wrong? I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS OR THE STORYLINE BUT (Y/N)! ALL RIGHTS GO TO SONY ANIMATION. NO TRANSLATIONS. ALL TRANSLATIONS WILL BE REMOVED.

You just want to survive the fallout of your past. Bakugo just wants to be Number One. When the two of you strike a deal, the rest of class 1-A starts talking... but behind the scenes, the 'deal' is beginning to feel like more than just a friendship. warnings: profanity, explicit smut (lemons), violence, themes of bullying&harrassment

TWST X Draculaura! Reader Fangs sank into the softness of flesh, leaving behind a blooming mark a love bite, tender and raw as crimson dripped quietly to the floor. Being the daughter of Count Dracula was never simple, but You made it work. At Monster High, you were the bubbly vampire with a big heart, a dramatic flair for fashion, and just enough sass to keep the halls interesting. Sure, you fainted at the sight of real blood and preferred poetry over biting necks-but you never let anyone's expectations define you. After all, who said a monster couldn't dream of something as beautiful and terrifying as love? Yet Loves hurt and leaves marks, the way your fangs glinted going for the throat of those around you, the familiar taste of iron that filled your mouth. A faint memory that flickered in your mind. Then came the mirror a reflection that actually showed your appearance. The mirror that shifted into something strange a flicker, a shadow, and then... a hand reaching out. Before even a slip of a scream, blink, or even pull away, you were pulled through. Now you finds herself in the darkly enchanted halls of Night Raven College, where villains reign, magic runs deep, and rules are written in ink darker than night. Your no villain, no prince, no prophecy-bound hero just a vampire girl with a love for pink lace, kind hearts, and the freedom to choose your own ending. Yet something about this world draws you in. Secrets sleep beneath the dorms. Shadows stretch farther than they should. And the boys who watch you with some curious, some cautious have eyes that glimmer with danger and desire. When trust is fragile, and romance sharp as teeth, even the sweetest kiss can leave a scar. A love bite to those who crane their necks back just for you to get a taste.