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Join Me In Death ✵ Isaac Night X Reader by SetarePersian
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BUT, I LOVE HER if you really love her, YOU LET HER GO
Invictus [Tom Riddle / Tomione] by greyanawrites
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Voldemort intended the object to be used by his most loyal follower in the event that his horcruxes were destroyed, but it ended up in Hermione's possession instead. She knows she has to kill him. Steal his horcruxes. Destroy him. But Tom Riddle isn't who she thought he was. Hermione discovers it's a dark descent into the madness of the man she should hate, but can't. When she realizes Tom Riddle's soul is half of her own, she knows she can't destroy him. To kill him would be to destroy herself. There simply has to be another way.
𝗚𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛, luke castellan. by -casablancas
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❝ you're really beautiful, annie, you know that? ❞ ❝ shut your fucking face, castellan. ❞ ━━━━━━ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 . . . 𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ━━━━━━ 𝗿𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝗿𝗸, daughter of ares, is a sour, bitter, girl. secluded, unapproachable, and practically cursed. so at odds with 𝗹𝘂𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗻, the golden boy of camp, who can't help but be infatuated with her, even when she pushes him away, time and time again. 𝗢𝗥 . . . 𝗹𝘂𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗻, ever the charmer, has fell under the utterly unintentional, entrancing, spell of 𝗿𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝗿𝗸. ━━━━━━ ✰ - ❝ everybody wants you, but i don't like a gold rush. what must it be like to grow up that beautiful? with your hair falling into place, like dominos? ❞ style inspo... @louis-core LUKECASTE X FEM!OC... started 01/08/24
A Menina Dos Winchester by valenteautoria
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Naquele momento eu soube que não podia ir embora. Não podia simplesmente deixar os dois que me encaravam com uma concentração extrema enquanto o de sobretudo me lançava um olhar inocente e admirado. Eu nunca mais voltaria para casa... Nunca mais conseguiria fugir deles. "Bem-vinda à família mais estranha do mundo, garota" - Dean tomou a frente antes que seu irmão tentasse vir me consolar por aquela tragédia. Mas as palavras leves dele não combinavam com o seu rosto - Frustrado, abatido, vencido. Talvez soubesse que era tudo culpa dele. Ainda que nunca fosse admitir. Porque não tinha mais jeito para nós três, afinal; estávamos completamente condenados a nunca mais sobrevivermos sozinhos. Éramos uma maldição. E esta era minha vida a partir de agora.