A Herbal Soup || Thorin Oakenshield x fem!reader
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Summary: the talent you possess in the kitchen gets complimented by Thorin during a stopover in Rivendell.
Warnings: none
Word count: 575
Author: Rouge
A/N: today’s prompt: Dinner Cooking
The journey to the Lonely Mountain was far from easy - you had to face trolls, orcs, spiders, and other foul creatures you never knew existed.
During the quest, you questioned your motives and the fact you agreed to help Gandalf - you were only a human and could add only the skill of wielding a sword; you even hacked heads of a few orcs.
The company was fortunate to have made it to Rivendell where you all could have rested upright for the first time since several days ago.
On the night when Gandalf sought Elrond's assistance, you joined the Dwarves at their small campfire while Elrond was translating the Moon-letters on Thrór's Map.
“Have you seen Thorin?” You asked Kíli after taking place by his side.
He nodded while biting into food he held in his hand. "Yes. In fact, he went with Elrond and Gandalf."
Nodding, you immersed yourself in one of Balin's tales.
After feeling a little hungry, and since the food the Dwarves had acquired a taste for was not something you longed for, you got up and went to ask the Elves for a cauldron and some herbs. The Elves agreed to let you use their kitchen after hearing your request; it was a blessing and you felt honored.
You chopped carrots, celery, and some parsley and its leaves, and added a few potatoes, herbs, and spices to a pot over the fire. You smiled at yourself as you inhaled the herbal smell of the soup you were making.
A sudden question asked in a deep tone echoed from the walls of the kitchen, "What are you doing, Y/N?"
Looking over your shoulder, you smiled at Thorin as he entered the chamber. "I'm cooking soup. Would you like to try it?"
As Thorin got closer, he simply nodded.
A spoon was passed to him and you shifted aside so he could get closer to the pot.
He gathered some liquid on the spoon, then he blew at it a few times and slipped the spoon past his lips. Seconds later, he smiled, "It's really tasty, Y/N. I never thought soup without meat could taste so good. Perhaps I'd add something spicy to it."
"Can you peel a big onion and a few peppers for me?" You asked. "Is everything okay?"
Thorin nodded, doing what you've asked him to. “In some way, yes. Elrond read the Moon-letters, which said: ‘Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks and the setting sun with the last light of Durin's Day will shine upon the key-hole’, so we are running out of time since Durin's Day is just around the corner,” Thorin said as he passed you the onion and started to chop the peppers.
Over the fire, you fried the onion until it turned golden, then added it to the soup, followed by the peppers. “I’m sure we’ll get to the right place on time, Thorin. Be of good cheer.”
Thorin only listened to you, his expression remained unchanged as he grabbed some peppercorns and threw them into the pot.
Thorin helped you clean the kitchen and threw away the peeling while remaining quiet.
As soon as the soup was ready, you let him try it.
Thorin looked at you after tasting the broth. "It's very tasty, and I take it as a huge compliment from a carnivore," he said. "Who would have thought humans are capable of cooking so well?"
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A Helpful Ally || Tommy Shelby x fem!reader
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Summary: After yet another "disagreement" with people he "works with", Tommy meets you on his way home, already knowing that you will not let him handle things on his own.
Warnings: none
Word count: 740
Authors: Bear & Cass
A/N: today’s prompt: Recovery
As a result of yet another fight he had gotten into, Tommy had an intense pain in the side of his chest. Normally, he would not have gotten to your place, but he met you on the street on his way home and after being asked too many questions, he agreed to follow you to your house. "I told you, Y/N, I'm fine, it's nothing."
"No, Tom. I'm done with your excuses. Get inside on your own, or I'll drag you in myself," you growled, frustrated with his nonsense.
It was obvious he didn't look good, yet he remained stubborn, as always.
With a loud sigh and rubbing his temple, Tommy stepped into your flat and slowly took his thick, black coat off, hanging it on a wooden hanger standing by the door.
"Tommy, you look like shit this time. What happened?" You asked as you walked into the bathroom to get whatever you needed.
"Just a little disagreement," he told you simply, and headed to your living room.
As you grabbed a bottle of whiskey for him, you muttered, "Little you say? It looks like a big argument where you got beaten up to me."
Tommy took a seat on a couch and followed you with his blue eyes. "Might be considered a big disagreement."
"Undress," you ordered, handing him the bottle.
He accepted the bottle but put it on a coffee table standing in front of the couch. "I don't need it."
"If you say so," you nodded and sat down. Once your equipment was on the coffee table, you began slowly unbuttoning his vest and shirt.
He let you do that, his gaze never left your face. "You're not a nurse. How do you imagine patching me up?"
During the course of undressing him, you told him, "Well, my aunt is a nurse, and she showed me a few things, perfect for situations like this."
The wound wasn't deep, which made you sigh in relief. "The little disagreement doesn't involve a knife, I thought," you offered him a glance and curled your lips in a mischievous grin.
To prevent himself from groaning, Tommy clenched his teeth together as you ran your fingers along the edges of his wound.
Looking at him briefly, you began cleaning the wound carefully so that it would not get any worse.
Tommy sat calmly, breathing steadily despite the sharp, burning pain that spread throughout his body whenever you touched the wound. "I appreciate it."
"Tommy Shelby appreciates something? That's something new," you said as you carefully wrapped the wound. "You ain't leaving this house today, I hope you know that."
His eyebrow was cocked. "What do you mean?"
Your reply was simple, "You're staying with me tonight. I'm not letting you walk around like this."
"Y/N, it's far from necessary."
"There is a wounded person in my house. I apologize for that, but I will decide where you stay. I will also take into account that this will not be the first time you stay here overnight," you winked at him as a smile spread across your lips.
A mischievous grin appeared on his lips as he recalled your naked form curled against him during one of his many overnight stays at your apartment.
After treating his wound, you kissed his cheek before getting up.
His hand briefly stroked your cheek.
"I'll put the stuff away. You can go to the bedroom, I'm sure you remember where it is."
Tommy heeded your advice, and soon he was lying on your bed with his hands under his head.
When you joined him in your bedroom, you commented, "For once, you listened to me. This was something new for you."
"Will you now play a nurse for me, Y/N?" He asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
"Mr. Shelby, I have no choice but to keep an eye on you since you like to get yourself into trouble so much," you bit your lower lip, gently caressing his cheek.
He smiled at you. I really appreciate your kindness and sweet gesture, Y/N."
Turning your head away slightly, you tried to hide the blush that crept onto your cheeks. "Oh, Tommy, you're such a sweet talker!"
Tommy caught your chin between his thumb and index finger and pulled you close to him; after brushing your noses together, he whispered softly, "I can be sweet for people I deeply care about, Y/N."
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A Rainy Night || Jack Chambers x fem!reader
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Summary: You're paying a visit to Jack, and as the rain begins to fall heavily, he refuses to let you out of his house in a protective manner
Warnings: none
Word count: 535
Author: Fenrir
A/N: today’s prompt: Time Spending
As you watched heavy clouds extend, creating one, huge, dark mass on the darkening sky, your index finger slowly traced a huge rain drop that was gradually moving down the glass of Jack's living room window. "If we could only look closer, each raindrop is a kaleidoscope. I imagine what it would be like to stop time, to suspend this watery gift and look through each drop. Perhaps it would be fun to sit inside those raindrops and ride that gravity-propelled ride to the earth," you chuckled softly, more to yourself. "I see raindrops on the cars, on each leaf, on the grass. They will soon come together to form the puddles. Maybe it's not normal to enjoy the rain so much, but who cares? I like it," you told Jack with a little hesitant smile playing in the corners of your lips.
"It's pouring pretty heavily out there," as he gazed out the window, Jack stated. He turned away from the pouring rain to look at you. "I don't want you to go out there, especially when it's raining like that, it's quite dangerous."
"Okay," you placed your coat and bag on the couch beside you. "I guess I'm staying the night then," you whispered, a small smile on your face, secretly excited to spend your first night with him. You were aware that Jack was a little overprotective, but it didn't bother you in the least.
Jack chuckled softly, his hands tucked into his pockets. "You certainly are. Let me go find you some sleeping clothes." Jack gently took your hand in his and led you to his bedroom. "All of my clothes are too big for you, but I think you'll look great in them," he winked at you.
"Well, there's only one way to find out," you chuckled.
Soon, you were lying with your head on his chest, and he was idly playing with your hair.
His heartbeat was soft and soothing, like the rain outside. It was a little unusual for rain to fall on Victory though, you thought to yourself.
"I'm glad you're staying over with me," Jack murmured into the night.
You smiled and reached for his torso. "I'm delighted as well. I thoroughly enjoy spending time with you. You never fail to make me smile, Jack."
"Me too, darling," Jack murmured as he ran his hands over your side. "I like the way you are, so precious and so innocent."
You repositioned yourself in Jack's arms so that you were now beside him rather than on top of him. You intertwined your fingers with his, which were hidden beneath the blanket.
Jack planted a soft, feather-light kiss on your brow.
You both closed your eyes, ready for sleep, after a quiet "good night" mumbled to each other.
Jack was gone in under ten minutes. As he slept, his soft snoring filled your ears.
You remained awake, staring at Jack as he slept peacefully. You knew you weren't going to sleep anytime soon, especially since you were relishing this new experience of spending your first night with Jack, soaking in the warmth that spread inside your chest, filling you with the cosy feeling of being so in love with him.
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Make Your Wish || Ivar the Boneless x fem!reader
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Summary: Ivar decides to cheer you up after an unfortunate event that left you feeling down
Warnings: none ♥
Word count: ~ 1175
Authors: Fenrir & Cass
A/N: The prompt for today is: Stargazing
according to my best friend, "Ivar speaks as if he watched too much Lion King before it was even animated, lol” ♥
There's no way you can believe it: Hvitserk cheated on you, and he isn't even sorry about the thing.
Even though you knew Hvitserk's tendencies, you hoped this time would be different; you hoped to love and be loved.
Now that you're sitting outside The Great Hall sobbing and trying to calm down as the feast is taking place, you realize you're a fool.
The inside of the building is filled with loud and happy sounds.
The only thing you want is to hide from everyone, even if others have already forgotten what happened.
Throughout the entire feast thrown by his older brother, Ivar kept an eye on you, including the scene where you caught a drunk Hvitserk fucking a thrall. After seeing, you running out, crying like a child, he decided you shouldn't be left alone.
Since he is used to crawling, Ivar decides to leave his crutch against the wooden table.
As he crawls by, he hisses and curses people, trying to think of a place you could go.
Upon leaving the Great Hall, Ivar sits casually on the ground with his back against the wall; although he is good at crawling, this shit is fucking exhausting.
It only takes him a second or two to notice the shoe prints you left, and he instinctively follows them as he scans the path leading deeper into the village.
Sitting on stones, you wipe your tears away. Accepting it is still very difficult for you. Why does he do this to you when you tried your best?
You almost fall off the stone when something suddenly touches your leg. Sighing with relief, you realize it's Ivar. "By the gods, Ivar! You scared me."
He smiles mischievously. "I didn't mean to, I mean it," he says, sitting flat on his ass and adjusting his legs. "I saw you leaving and thought I'd check out the reason."
Leaving the stone, you sit next to him.
While Ivar isn't perfect, he can be a decent man when he wants to be.
"Check out the reason? You and everyone else know why."
"Hvitserk." The word is spit through his clenched teeth as if it were some kind of dark spell. It's always Hvitserk. What did he do today?"
Your tears flow again as you explain, "He fucked the thrall, everyone saw it, he made a fool of me! What the hell was he thinking? I was good to him, and he just treated me like I was nothing? Am I really that useless, Ivar?"
The abrupt, unexpected outburst makes Ivar blink a few times and grimace a bit; he had always had trouble dealing with crying people.
You quickly wipe away the tears, "I'm sorry, you probably don't care about this. I really didn't expect this to happen."
Ivar instinctively wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. "Hush," he whispers.
Taking a deep breath and nuzzling him, you let out a heavy sigh; it feels so strange, but also so good and calming at the same time.
"Thank you," you whisper.
It's dark outside, so you cannot see his reaction - he smiles to himself. "You're welcome."
As you pull away, you look at him and say, "I bet you think I'm pathetic. At the end of the day, I heard so many things about Hvitserk and his unfaithfulness, so I don't see why I am surprised. I was so stupid, and now I cry for that!"
Nodding occasionally, he listens to you. To his utter surprise, he feels bad for you, and he feels he knows exactly how you feel. He has felt that way before, too. "I didn't say that, these are your words, Y/N," he tells you softly.
Nodding, you wipe your cheek, looking at him. "It must have been difficult crawling all the way here. Thank you for coming to check on me," you tell him, offering him a gentle smile.
Ivar shrugs simply. "Why are you worried about a cripple? You're going through hardship, not me," Ivar says calmly and improves his position to rest his back more against the rocks you sat on before. Ivar whispers, "Look," and he points his index finger at the dark sky.
As you gaze up at the sky, you improve your position so that your back also rests against the stones. There are many stars in the dark sky, like beautiful lanterns set against a deep darkness.
"Make your wish quickly, Y/N!" Ivar shouts, pointing at two shooting stars. As he closes his eyes, he murmurs something to himself.
Before looking at him, you also close your eyes and murmur your own wish. "What was your wish?" You ask him openly.
A shrug of the shoulders accompanies his response, "For Bjørn to die. What was yours?"
With a blink, you soon giggle and shake your head; it's never clear if Ivar's serious or joking. You respond, "To meet someone who will make me happy," without much thought.
After a moment of thinking, Ivar leans forward and kisses your cheek briefly. The smirk on his lips widens as he stares at you for a moment. "It appears that the second part of my wish has just come true," he adds.
Totally confused by his behaviour, you stare at him in shock. "Second part? What's that?"
"That if I kiss you, you won't smack me."
You smack him on the head with a frown, then kiss his cheek.
Looking up at the stars, he smiles brightly and rests his back against the rocks. "Do you like stargazing?"
"Honestly, I do. They are so beautiful, just like diamonds or other shiny stones," you nodded and returned to watching the stars. "How about you?"
"I do, actually. I enjoy spending some productive alone time overthinking all my mistakes," he smiles, more to himself, joking darkly. "As stupid as it may sound, I like to imagine that my father and otherwise kings, among gods, are looking down on us from this endless darkness above."
"It's what my mom says, too," you smile and point at the big, bright star in the sky. "I give you my left hand as proof that this is Ragnar right now looking at us."
After cocking his brow, Ivar nods. "It might be. But if you're mistaken, you'd be left handleless, wouldn't you?"
Playfully pushing his shoulder, you tease, "He's watching his youngest son."
Despite his eyebrows cocked, Ivar gives you a stern look before smiling widely. "I would appreciate some help with horses if you could join me at the stables tomorrow. It's my turn to take care of them."
"I would love to help you, especially now that I don't have to worry about Hvitserk," you nod your head a little too eagerly.
Ivar smiles and squeezes your hand, telling you "Fuck him, you deserve fucking better. "I already cannot wait for tomorrow," you laugh, squeezing his hand. It may be that the youngest Ragnarsson is not as bad as his depictions by others suggest, you think to yourself
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A Little Nervous || Steven Grant x fem!reader
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Summary: Steven recalls holding your hand for the first time.
Warnings: none
Word count: ~450
Author: Fenrir
A/N: today’s prompt: Hands Holding
He remembered feeling extremely nervous before holding your hand for the first time.
His hands were icy, sweaty, and like a dead fish. Steven was acutely aware of every move you made and step you took. When you held his hand, he told you everything that was going on in his head, which you found amusing. Steven took frequent breaks to wipe his sweaty hand on his jeans, which was quite embarrassing given that his hands were always warm and welcoming.
After a while, and after seeing your hands clasped together, Steven felt at ease, and a bright smile appeared on his lips, and a gasp left his parted lips as his heart pounded within his chest.
"Is something wrong? Do you like it?" You asked him softly, looking at his flushed face.
Steven nodded eagerly before whispering, "Yes, I really like it, your palm is so soft and warm, it is just so new to me, it's an important step I take..."
You laughed out loud and shook your head slightly. "Oh no, Steven! You are always so kind to me. When we're out in public, I like it when you hold my hand."
He frowned slightly, unsure whether you were joking or not. "Why? It's just me holding your hand…"
"Because it means and shows that you take me seriously, and I like to give a sign to other girls passing by that you're taken by me," you smiled as the two of you walked down the street in the heart of London. "And I find this one of the best signs of affection you can show to your significant other."
Steven's face flushed. "You're so lovely, Y/N."
You placed a brief kiss on the top of his hand that you were holding. "My lovely boyfriend."
He intertwined his fingers even more with yours and shook your hand briefly. "I adore you to pieces, Y/N."
Your thumb massaged the top of his hand as you squeezed it strongly. "I adore you, too, my dear."
You two walked side by side as Steven enjoyed the warmth of your hand, the softness of your skin. "You know, Y/N, I prefer metaphorical than physical hand holding, I prefer linking arms and strolling. I'm not sure why," he said out of the blue.
Upon stopping at the pedestrian crossing on a red light, you squeezed his other hand tightly as well. "I'll help you with the physical hands holding too, and I'm sure you'll love it," you assured him sweetly, bringing his palm up to your lips once again and gently brushing his rough skin with your lips. "The taste of everything is enhanced by love."
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The Emotional Reunion || Sirius Black x fem!reader
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Summary: After meeting Sirius in the Diagon Alley, you're in shock - did he actually escape Azkaban prison or was your mind playing tricks on you?
Warnings: none
Word count: 959
Authors: Bear & Cass
A/N: today’s prompt: Cuddling
He despised the number 12 Grimmauld Place. With all of his strength.
However, since escaping Azkaban, Sirius has offered the home to the Order of the Phoenix. It became his secret hideout, where he tried to get his life back on track after being imprisoned for a long time.
Despite regretting his decision to stay there, Sirius discovered one argument that proved he was wrong with all the hatred he harbored in his heart for so long - he met you nearby one day.
You couldn't believe what you saw when you first saw him; were your own minds playing tricks on you?As soon as you realized that it was him, there were no words to describe how happy you were. The first thing you did was throw yourself into his arms and embrace him tightly.
Sirius didn't want to draw attention to himself by embracing you in the middle of Diagon Alley, so he asked if you'd like to have a cup of tea near where he stayed.
As you gripped Sirius' shoulder, your arm twisted away from you; the next thing you knew, everything went dark; your eardrums seemed to be squeezed deeper into your skull; the next thing you knew, you and Sirius were standing in the middle of a long, dark corridor.
Seeing the place, you smiled; there was no way he could take you anywhere else. Just to make sure he was really here, you glanced at him again. "It's going to take a lot of tea if we want to discuss everything," you whispered, smiling at him.
Kreacher was asked by Sirius to make a pot of tea and prepare some biscuits he had baked the previous day.
He then led you to the living room, where he invited you to sit on the couch. "There isn't much to talk about. I've been immersed in the most poignant darkness you could ever imagine."
Looking at him, you shook your head; in an attempt to make any sense of what you were saying, you moved your hands frantically. "Why didn't you contact me or come see me? How did you escape?"
"Let me keep it a secret forever, it cost me everything," he said as he crossed his legs. "I did not contact you because it was not a wise idea; they were searching everywhere for me, which could have led to trouble for you."
"With or without you, I tend to get into trouble, especially with my niffler running around," you rolled your eyes and moved closer to him. "I've been worried. Every day I wondered how you're doing. I've missed you dearly."
"So many years, right?"
As you stared at him, you sighed and said, "Too many years, indeed."
Seeing your expressions, he could tell you were relieved that he was free again. Taking your shoulders in his arms, Sirius embraced you, hugging you softly. "I'm so happy to see you doing well, Y/N."
Hugging him as tight as you could, you smiled. There was no way you could keep it together anymore. "There is no single word that can describe my happiness now. I thought I would never see you again in my life, but here you are, with me again."
As he brushed a strand of your hair away from your flushed cheek, he asked, "Will you join us in our fight against Voldemort?"
"Does Niffler like shiny things?" You asked, raising an eyebrow as you cupped his hand and nuzzled it. "Of course I do. It's been a long time since I promised to follow you no matter what. And I don't break my promises."
Kreacher quickly served tea and biscuits.
Slowly, Sirius played with your hair as he held you close. "Upon hearing how eager you are, I'm conflicted. It won't be easy or safe, but I can't afford to lose you."
You nodded. "Let's not think about that right now. Let's just enjoy the tea."
A small mug filled with hot liquid was handed to you by him as he said, "I wish you could meet my godson. I believe he will play a major role in the battle against Voldemort."
Before taking a little sip, you blew on the cup and smiled softly. "I'm sure I'll have a chance to meet him."
He downed the mug quickly, returned it to the table, and then wrapped his arms tightly around your figure, holding you close. "I missed you so much. Every night, I dreamed about you."
Putting the cup away, you sat comfortably on his lap. As your arms wrapped around him, your head rested on his shoulder. "There are no words to describe how much I missed you. When I first saw you, I was sure that you were a ghost. Thankfully, I was mistaken."
"The only thing that brought light to the darkness surrounding me was you. Whenever I thought of you, I felt a little better."
"It doesn't matter anymore. You are free and back with me," you said softly, gently touching his chest.
The pieces of Sirius' heart that had been struggling to fit into this world became so quiet as he cuddled with you, as if they had found peace, as if they needed your glue to bridge their gaps and connect together again. "My love," he said quietly.
Assuredly, you said, "I am here and I am not leaving. I will never let you go."
The soul connection of your eyes, your sweet touch, and the strength of a long-awaited hug told the story of the emotional reunion Sirius was experiencing. Having joy take center stage once again, filling Sirius' heart to the brim, was a sweet release, a relief that made him gasp quietly. "It's so pleasant to be reunited."
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💘FLUFFEMBER🐑 Masterlist
🐼Hiya! 🐼
We are pleased to present you with our Fluffember 2022 Masterlist ♡
Essential information:
♡ the following post will serve as the masterlist for this event and will be updated with the links upon posting
♡ all works are SFW
♡ following the cut, you'll find the full list of the fics written for Fluffember 2022
Picnic [Moon Knight]
Stargazing [Vikings]
Dinner Cooking [The Hobbit]
Bed Sharing [Genshin Impact]
A Helpful Ally [Peaky Blinders]
The Emotional Reunion [Harry Potter]
A Little Nervous [Moon Knight]
Bad Hair Day [Genshin Impact]
A Rainy Night [Don't Worry Darling]
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💖🐼 Hiya Again!
It's time to sit down, relax, and catch a breath after a month full of excitement, spicy moments and lust.
Let us all soothe the mood and have fun during our very first Fluffember event ♡ As one of our writers put it, "Fluffember is like post-Kinktober aftercare" - we believe we can all agree on this statement!
Essential information:
♡ all of the works will be SFW
♡ our event-specific tag will be applied to all works: #paperpanda fluffember
♡ please keep in mind that all works range between 500 and 3k words, with little to no particular plot. All of our readers are female
♡ following the cut you'll find the full list of prompts and pairings we have selected for our Fluffember event. We would like to point out that the order on the list does not reflect the order of posting
♡ reblog to help spread the word!
1 - Recovery - Tommy Shelby x fem!reader (Peaky Blinders)
2 - Hair Brushing/Styling - Thoma x fem!reader (Genshin Impact)
3 - Dinner cooking - Thorin Oakenshield x fem!reader (The Hobbit)
4 - Bed Sharing - Tartaglia x fem!reader (Genshin Impact)
5 - Hands Holding - Steven Grant x fem!reader (Moon Knight)
6 - Picnic - Jake Lockley & Khonshu x fem!reader (Moon Knight)
7 - Cuddling - Sirius Black x fem!reader (Harry Potter)
8 - Time Spending - Jack Chambers x fem!reader (Don't Worry Darling)
9 - Stargazing - Ivar x fem!reader (Vikings)
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