"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

RICH KIDS SERIES: BOOK TWO It's different here now. The halls no longer echo with laughter and chatter, and the portraits trade long glances. A shadow of death has taken residence overnight, casting the castle in gloom. It feels awfully like home. You despise it. -- In which a group of Slytherins - kids - are trying to survive a struggle between their pasts and the present without being ripped apart.

RICH KIDS SERIES: BOOK ONE "You're so lucky." Lucky. Lucky to be in a wealthy pureblood family. Lucky to have parents who believed in that old saying 'children should be seen and not heard' - especially when it came to you. Lucky to have friends in the same boat - friends that had destructive tendencies, mental breakdowns, panic attacks when letters from home would come. Lucky to be stuck in a family that supported a murderous warmonger risen from the dead. Yes, lucky indeed. -- In which, a bunch of Slytherins have decisions to make - decisions, that might just end their lives if they're not careful.

Orginally posted on AO3. 'Cove 🦈: haha, you put chapstick on so much i swear it's rubbed off onto me. not that i mind though, youve got a lot of good smelling ones hey, wait! you should let me borrow one sometime! i'll always carry it on me as well in case you ever forget yours.' To Cove, this probably didn't register as anything other than a friendly gesture. You had the half the mind to climb into his room instead, say something along the lines of "if you wanted to kiss that much, you could just ask" and watch him as he sputters trying to recover. You'd spare the boy the embarrassment. This time. - i haven't written anything (serious but in general as well) in almost two years now so this is all new to me again. I've also got cove brainrot and haven't felt this happy to have a character like this since i first watched howl's moving castle. also, this is inspired by my sappy drafts that i let my friend sam read over and then had google randomly pick a number for.

Do you know what lies beneath? Beneath the ground, or even beneath those around you? You never think about it much, until it comes to the surface... And sometimes, it's too late. So come along with me... And learn about the tale of multiple families, merging into one.

As an intern in music production in college, you dreamed of working with big celebrities. Where does it go when you move to LA with a friend and end up at a party, only to wake up next to one?

Genshin impact Café AU Childe x Fem reader After getting disowned by her parents, (y/n) starts working at the velvet café. Where she meets new friends and one ridiculous, flirty co worker. Disclaimer: I do not own Genshin impact or any of the characters. ❗Some chapters have suggestive content❗ #1 in Childe [03/30/21] #1 in xreader [04/21/21] (Main story)Completed: 04/08/21 Afterstory ongoing

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

"You remember what I said a few months ago?" Alex asked. "About when you hit one million subscribers?" You thought for a moment, sorting through your memories. "You're going to have to be more specific." Alex smiled, sipping at her drink. "About the SMP." That jogged your memory immediately. "Wait- really?" You asked, now excited. "You'll ask if I can join?" Alex nodded, and your heart swelled up with joy. You were going to join the Dream SMP. And, oh, how your life would change because of it.

The song ended as you merged onto the highway and another familiar song started up - not by Myra but by an adjacent band to the Myracle Makers that you also liked - the Dream Team. You had found out about them through Myra's music (Spotify thought that they went together well) and you had fallen in love with a couple of their songs, and then a couple more, until you were in their top .5% of listeners. They were one of your favorite bands, and their song Florida Smile was a song for the soul. You smiled to yourself, turning up the radio. The familiar beat of the drums pumped through the speakers of your car and you began to sing along as the lead singer - he went by Dream as a stage name (like Dream's Team... haha) - began to sing. You knew all the words by heart. And you've got a Florida smile... sends my heart racing to the mark at the mile...