━ funny how things change. marauders era // sirius black x oc ☆romanovana | 2024

"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦."❤︎ 𝗔 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝘀. ____ 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪'𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖, 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖? 𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙. <𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐔>

ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 ℍℙ 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕩 ℍℙ 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖: • 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕥 • 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥 • 𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ 𝔼ℕ𝕁𝕆𝕐

Spencer Walter Reid has a secret. He has a younger sister, her name is Elizabeth Diana Reid. She is younger than Spencer by 4 and a half years, when Spencer put their mom in the hospital for her illness he took care of his 14 year old sister. But then things took a turn for the worst, when Spencer got his job at the BAU, CPS came and took her away because Spencer wasn't home enough. 5 years later Elizabeth is 19 and Spencer is 24, he still works at the BAU and she is now in Los Angeles and working at the 118. Suddenly both the 118 and the BAU, along with Sargent Athena Grant are transported to a theatre like room where they watch the life of Elizabeth while in the 118 and the relationships that come with it. [Evan 'Buck' Buckley x Fem!oc]

hold me closer, tiny dancer 💌 dwts fanfic malachi barton fanfic malachi barton x dwts fem!oc

A Married couple goes on a hiking trip where they play out their cuckold fantasies

Hot one shots that'll make you want to combust.

A (Female) Harry Potter Fanfiction... Harriet Lilith Potter was always a bit strange, especially to her perfectly normal family, the Dursleys. They believed her a mute - everyone did, really. But, that's just what she wanted them to believe. Harriet was a beautiful girl, even at the young age of Nine, people passing by would gape at the girls angelic face and glowing green eyes. Harriet was an artist, in all sound, dance, and color; her Aunt Petunia always sought to use her skills for money and fame. Harriet was a protégé, a brilliant young girl with a brilliant mind, she had photographic memory, you see, and she could memorize every word in a book that she simply glanced at from afar. Harriet was a fighter, a trained martial artists and skilled weapon master, but only few knew this. Harriet had a secret. She had secret friends that hid in the Shadows, for that is what they were. Harriet had many secrets, and one that she planned to tell her dearest family on the the night of her ninth birthday - her real birthday - was one that she kept close to her heart and mind. For Harriet Lilith Potter knew of her real name, her real parents, her real family, her powers, and most importantly; She knew exactly how insane she was. And the girl would enjoy tearing her 'dearest family' apart limb by limb, for all the terrible things they've done to her. Because she had cracked long ago, and had been planning this day for years.

Petunia Dursley was a sad pathetic woman who neglected a young child simply because of his parents and his blood. Petunia Evans on the other hand? A little girl, unhealed and not given the needed attention and love she craved. She watched her younger sister, the favorite sister, get a letter telling her she was a witch. She held magic powers. Why didn't Petunia? How come she, the first born, the one to inherit everything first in DNA, didn't get to be a witch as well? Petunia had once loved Lily, no she always loved Lily, in her own twisted sense. Maybe she'd fight with her, yell at her, refuse to speak to her, but she loved her. She loved her enough to still put a warm cloth on her head as she slept to help with nightmares. She loved her enough to, without question, beat up Severus Snape. How could she not when Lily came home her 5th year explaining what he'd done? While he may have had magic, she had her sisterly rage. She couldn't understand as she grew older and meaner why she couldn't control herself as much, why she'd grown to be so vile. Couldn't understand how she could ever let a child be treated in the ways he was and yet she could and somewhere in Petunia Dursley was Petunia Evans and Petunia Evans didn't like Petunia Dursley one bit. "What have I done?" Petunia stood in shock as she look into her bedroom mirror. No not hers, but hers and Lilys. She was twelve again, how was that possible? It wasn't. Not unless her nephew had sent her back in time with magic. No.. but he was at hogwarts? It had to have been her. She saw the gold light shine through her hands as she reminisced in her younger, happier, more kinder days. "I have magic." Petunia Dursley- No, Petunia Evans had magic. She'd always had magic.

Cliche title I know. The last thing I remember before the darkness consumed me, was the smell of a hospital and a figure with a scythe. Now I wake up as a baby again, but not just any baby, but as the daughter of James and Lily Potter?! Well...the wizarding community better prepare, because I will not be a pawn. I don't own Harry Potter. Said right belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling All rights to the images/pictures used in this story belong to their original creators/owners. This story may contain strong language. This is a fan fiction, meaning things such as looks, background, people, animals/creatures and objects will not always follow the original plot or information you may find on the web about them.