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imagine-that · 3 years

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White horse

Pairing: Loki x reader

Warnings: maybe angst? Kind of mentions of kidnapping ig?

AN: this one may or may not have more than one part coming 🤫🤭😉 also it’s too the song White Horse by Taylor Swift and I’ve linked it so you can listen while you read or after or before if you’d like!

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Say you’re sorry, that face of an Angel

Comes out just when you need it to

“Loki get back here! We aren’t done talking about this!” You cry, chasing after the green cloaked god.

“There is simply nothing to talk about. You think leaving is a good idea, I think it is not. Therefore, you are forbidden to leave.” He says bitterly, storming away, back towards the palace.

“Oh for the love of Odin- you’re being ridiculous! You cannot forbid me from doing anything Loki! I am my own person, or am I not now my love?” You ask angrily, picking up your pace to even try and match his.

“Stop! Stop calling me that, stop trying to make it better. I am no longer your love y/n, I am no longer your anything it would seem. But no need to worry, I will be sure to think the same of you and nothing more.” He says coldly, the smirk you so despised playing on his lips.

You groan, smacking his arm. “Would you just listen to me for five minutes?! I-I don’t want to lose you Loki. But I have to get away from here, I don’t want to be contained to only this one place all my life, it’s not enough for me!” You cry, taking his cold, bony hand in your own and holding it tight. “I want to be with you, please.” You beg, your eyes filling with tears.

“Y/n, if Asgard isn’t enough for you, surely I am not either.” He says coldly.

“That’s not true! Do you know how long it took me to finally make this decision for myself? To decide leaving is what’s best?” You ask and he says nothing. “I cried for days at the thought of leaving you. I paced all the time. You’re not the only one having trouble with this choice. Loki- you’re my everything. I can’t bear the thought of losing you forever.” You promise him, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

As I paced back and forth all this time

Cause I honestly believed in you

“Then do not leave. Stay with me, become my princess. We can spend our days by the lake and reading books from the royal library.” Loki argues, taking his other hand and wrapping it around yours.

Suddenly he’s getting down on a knee, pulling out a ring box. You shake your head rapidly, not believing what you’re watching.

“Y/n, you are my princess, my soulmate and my other half. This kingdom would be unbearable without you, it would be the most boring place in the galaxy. I see colors brighter, feel things more clearly and feel like a better man than I am when you are around me. Please, do me the greatest of honors and marry me.” He gives his little speech, smiling up at you with the look of lust and love in his eyes.

“No.” You breathe, staring down at him.

“W-what?” Loki asks, a frown etched on his face.

“I said no! You cannot... guilt trip me into staying here, nor can you just propose to me to prove a point or to distract me for my choices. You... you can’t just tie me down like this. I’m not going to give up on my hopes, nor on my dreams to suit you.” You scoff, stepping back from him.

“You have to! You have to because I say so and as I am crowned prince of Asgard, you must obey!” He cries angrily, getting up off the ground quickly and moving closer to you.

You stare at him with pure disgust and disbelief in your eyes. “You may be the crowned prince but you cannot force me to obey you by any means!” You shout back in his face, breathing heavy with fury. “If you insist I must then you’ll have to throw me in the dungeons because I’d rather rot down there for the rest of my life than marry the man I’m seeing before me right now!” You snark again, tears burning your eyes.

His face contorts into a sickly grin, one that sends horrible goosebumps up your spine.

Holdin’ on, the days drag on

Stupid girl, I should’ve know, I should’ve known

“You truly mean that, do you? You would rather die without a smidge of dignity, stripped down to nothing but a caged animal in the deepest part of Asgard’s darkest, coldest dungeons than marry your beloved?” He asks, inching closer to you.

“You are not my beloved. It would seem you have killed whatever’s left of him.” You growl coldly, turning your back to him.

He laughs a cold and hollow laugh. “You do not get to walk away from me!” He bellows and you remember exactly where his temper came from.

“Yes I do and I will.” You say calmly, your stubborn nature kicking in.

“Trust you to act like a coward in a time of need for bravery.” He sneers.

You swerve back around, snapping your head in his direction.

“Continuing this useless argument with you has nothing to do with bravery Loki. It’s stupidity. And you are being irrational. I can’t talk to you like this. So yes, I’m walking away. But believe me when I say that that is the brave choice in this situation.” You explain, staring straight into his steely grey eyes.

“You said you loved me! You said we were meant to be! You said we were soulmates the universe and the gods decided were meant for each other and only each other. Did you mean one word of it?” He asks, a sad and desperate smile on his lips.

“I- of course I did Loki. I meant every word of what I’ve said to you.” You promise, tears streaming down your own features. His slender and delicate fingers gently reach up, brushing them away with his thumb, his fingers lingering on your cheek.

“Then why are you insisting on leaving me?” He asks, his voice more broken than you’d ever thought possible.

“I don’t belong here Loki. I’m destined for other things and meant to be or not, I cannot truly commit myself to being your princess, to being your forever if it means not exploring that destiny.” You say softly, resting your forehead on his chest longingly.

It’s taking all of your strength to fight the urge to wrap your arms tightly around him and agree to what he’s asking just to see his smile return but you manage.

You know this relationship could never be healthy if you couldn’t commit to it with all of your heart and soul. And if it couldn’t be healthy, you didn’t want to put either of you through that. You couldn’t handle that pain.

That I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairytale

I’m not the one you’ll sweep off her feet, lead her up the stairwell

“Loki. You have to let me go my own way.” You sigh, glancing up at him.

He says nothing, turning himself away from you.

“I cannot do that. I literally cannot bring myself to do that. Either you stay or I am merely nothing to you. That is how it will be.” He states after taking a shaky breath.

“Loki you can’t possibly expect me to make that decision!” You cry out, mouth agape in shock.

“It is the decision that must be made. If I mean anything to you at all, you would stay and rule by my side.” He says.

“It isn’t that simple Loki! I can’t just choose you because I love you.” You groan, throwing your hands up in frustration.

“And why not? Because it is easier to run away from me, run from what it is we have than to be with me? I am fully aware of that fact y/n, it has burdened me all my life!” He bursts out, his eyes glazed over with unshed tears.

“No! You do not get to play the left as a baby card right now Loki because you know it is not like that at all! You know I harbour nothing but love for you! It is not a simple choice I’m making right now!” You argue, shaking your head.

“What did you expect me to say exactly y/n? I am not going to stand here and blatantly lie to your face and say I agree with your choice in departure nor that I am ok with it!” He shouts louder. “I refuse to let you leave! I refuse it, ok? You cannot leave Asgard, I will forbid Heimdall from allowing you to go if that is what I must do but you will not leave me like this!” He snaps, his face one of rage and possessiveness as he makes his way to the doorway and out towards the bridge to the gate to the realms.

“You can’t do that to me!” You cry, racing after him to stop him. You scramble to get in front of him, laying your palms against his chest to keep him from moving any further.

“Remove yourself from my path darling.” He warns, staring you down. Still, you remain in your spot.

“Not a chance dearest.” You growl back mockingly.

This ain’t Hollywood, this is a small town

I was a dreamer before you went and let me down

He picks you up carefully by the arms, moving you behind him effortlessly.

“If you do this I will never forgive you! I will not only leave you, I will never speak to you again. Not even if you hold one of your swords to my throat to force the words out yourself.” You shout after him, your voice void of any emotions other than pure, white, hot rage.

He pauses in the middle of the bifrost, looking at you, testing the truth behind your words as he analyzes your stance.

He meets your eyes, your big y/e/c showcasing every bit of vulnerability within you in that moment for him to see. He had a knack for that it seemed, seeing everything about you no matter how much you tried to hide it.

He knew you like the back of his hand. Normally, you felt safe and protected with that.

Now you just felt hatred for the eyes baring into your soul.

“You will forgive me someday. I am sure of it.” He says quietly, smiling softly at you.

He leaves you there on the bridge, falling to your knees with a small sob.

Deep down you knew he was just scared. Scared you would somehow be hurt or taken or used as a weapon of some sort and he wouldn’t be there to come to your rescue.

But that didn’t matter. You didn’t want your knight in shining armour. You only wanted to be free.

Now it’s too late for you and your white horse

To come around

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A few nights later...

You couldn’t take it anymore. You had paced back and forth in your room, biting down your nails out of stress and anger and the need to concentrate. Your hair was a mess, you refused to change into any of the clothes you were given, staying stubbornly in your outfit from the few nights ago instead.

Since your meltdown on the Bifrost, Loki had brought you back to the palace, stroked your hair as he tried to talk you down, calm you. It had worked, much to your dismay. You’d woken up in a foreign room and upon an attempt to leave, you found that you were being kept there.

Loki was treating you like a prisoner. He was being true to the Midgardian fairytale Rapunzel he’d once read to you in the gardens, you’d thought to yourself the first day.

“Loki, let me out of here!” You screamed desperately that day, pounding on the door until your fists ached. Crying and shrieking in hopes someone would help you.

He again, came and talked you down, holding you as you sobbed. You were a wreck, you couldn’t comprehend how your sweet, kind eyed Loki had become this monster who kept you like a toy or trophy rather than his equal, his true love.

Somehow though, you believed he was in there, crying to get out and be the one to hold you in his arms and let you go. You imagined staring into his eyes, kissing him, promising you’d be there for him no matter how far you were. It was driving you crazy, trying to flip between the Loki you’d known all this time and the one you were with now.

Maybe I was naive,

Got lost in your eyes

You’d managed to calm yourself most of the time, you’d managed to talk him out of the crazy idea of keeping you under lock and key. Even this new Loki seemed to realize it was too much, too inhuman and cruel. He apologized for having done it in the first place and you merely nodded, staying true to your promise to him. You weren’t speaking to him anytime soon, if at all.

You instead stayed in his room, staying by his side when he wasn’t taking care of his duties.

You knew he was wrong. You knew he was being awful and possessive and downright toxic but still, you couldn’t imagine not being with him. You couldn’t imagine it but you knew it was a terrible idea to willingly stay. It wasn’t what was right for you.

You stayed in bed most of the day, trying not to feel the ache for his touch in your chest the way you were now. And when you weren’t, you were standing on the balcony, watching out at Asgard. You may not love living there but you still believed it was beautiful regardless.

That was how Loki found you that evening, in a robe on the balcony, staring down at the city.

“It is beautiful with the sunset is it not?” He says calmly from the doorway, leaning against the doorframe.

You nod a bit, not bothering to turn around to face him.

You hear him moving closer but you pay no attention, crossing your arms over your chest.

“You are truly not going to talk to me?” He asks with a sigh.

You shake your head, resting your chin in your palm as you watched the sky become as golden as the palace itself as the sunset.

He sighs, running a hand through his hair from what you can see in the corner of your eyes.

You were taking your time, balancing your options on the invisible scale in your mind. You wanted to be held by him and trust him again but you couldn’t bring yourself to let him have it all. Not after what he’d done. You silently decided that letting him struggle, torturing him with your silence was your best play.

And never really had a chance

My mistake, I didn’t know to be in love

You had to fight to have the upper hand

Your long term plan for yourself was yet to be determined. Loki’s kindness and love for you was blinding you, making it impossible to concentrate on your thoughts, much less make them coherent.

You brush past him, ignoring his begging gaze as you go into the bathroom and shut the door behind you, getting in the shower. You let the water run down your hair, getting it wet while your mind starts to clear up a bit and you finally know exactly what you have to do for your sake.

You finish, getting redressed before going back into the room, ignoring the princes longing eyes as you climb into the bed, facing away from him.

“Alright, that is enough already y/n.” He sighs, pulling the blankets off of you. You jump up in shock, staring at him blankly. “I know you are mad at me however I only did this for us, my love!” He insists.

You scoff, abandoning your former decision completely. “You did absolutely NOTHING for us here Loki. You did this for you. You did this because you’re scared.” You argue back, your days of pent up anger at him thankful for a release.

“I did not! I did it to protect you, to keep us from falling apart!” He shouts.

“Please! Loki I am begging you to at least admit to yourself that you did none of this for my protection!” You cry, staring him right in the eye.

His breathing is heavy and jagged, he’s panicking, this much you knew. “I-I would never do anything regarding you for my own selfish gain.” He says calmly.

“But you did Loki. You did everything to do with this for YOUR gain.” You sob, tears covering your cheeks.

“I-I love you Loki. I truly, painfully do. But I cannot be with anyone who would regard me as some sort of trophy. I will not do it.” You continue, your lip trembling as you speak.

“I never- I never meant for it to get this far... I merely wanted to keep the one thing I’ve truly loved in my life safe. I wanted us to spend forever together, side by side.” He says, his voice so low and quiet you have to strain to hear it properly.

“I-I know.” You stammer, gulping in a breath between tearful gasps. And you did know. He was your other half, there was no way you didn’t think of the future with him in the same way he did. You just didn’t always treat it the same.

I had so many dreams

About you and me

“Please- please forgive me darling. I cannot apologize enough for the chaos and- and the harm and trauma I put you through these past few days. I was no better than my father himself. I was truly a monster.” He says, his eyes once again filled with unshed tears.

You nod lightly. “Okay.” You say quietly, meeting his eyes.

“W-what?” He asks, his eyes wide in disbelief.

“You heard me. Okay. I forgive you.” You say simply.

“J-just like that?” He says, still not convinced.

You force a laugh, continuing with your small charade. “Yes just like that. You’re my true love, I could never stay mad at you for too long Loki.” You say with a small smile.

He smiles back, pulling you into a hug. “Oh my darling you have no idea how grateful I am for your forgiveness.” He murmurs into your ear. You hesitantly hug back, wrapping your arms tightly around him.

“Always.” You promise quietly. “As much as I love sharing a room with you though Loki, I think I’d like to sleep in my own bed tonight if that’s alright.” You ask, blinking at him innocently.

He nods repeatedly in agreement. “Of course my love. Whatever you wish.” He promises, standing and offering you a hand. You take it in your own, getting to your feet yourself.

The two of you walk around talking for a few hours, making you glad for the fresh air and mind numbingly silent atmosphere. He holds your hand tight, almost as if he’s scared you’ll disappear if he lets go.

“I think I need some sleep my love. I’m feeling kind of tired.” You say with a small yawn. Without hesitation he walks you to your room, making sure you’re good for the night and that everything is to your likings.

“Loki, everything is fine. Go. I’ll be fine.” You groan exhaustedly. He sighs in defeat, standing in the doorway.

“Ok but I will be here in the morning in case you need me. Goodnight my love.” He says, pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

You nod with a tiny smile, knowing that by morning you wouldn’t be there for him to help.

Once he’s finally gone, you change into something more comfortable and a little more inconspicuous, grabbing a few of your things and tossing them into a bag. You scramble to write a quick note to your family so they aren’t left entirely in the dark with all that’s happening and you ensure that the door is locked to buy yourself more time.

You climb out the window, gulping as you feel yourself dangling from so high up but making your climb down to the ground floor of the castle.

You felt guilt for leaving Loki so quickly and hastily but you knew it was for the best. You weren’t meant for any kind of fairytale life and staying with him while he was so controlling and had become so dark wasn’t a valid option for you. You wanted to live life, not struggle through it.

And so, you made a small jump to the ground and ran down the shimmering bifrost, running to the gates and off into the night alone.

Happy endings

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lunalovefics · 5 years

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kiwi

pairing- draco malfoy x reader

requested ? yes !

summary: 5 years after the battle of hogwarts you’re not only married to draco malfoy but now find out your pregnant

warning: none :)

(anyone who gets the title leave a comment, first person to get it right gets a follow and shout out!) ——

“(y/n)?” I heard Draco call out, I had now been in the bathroom for 20 minutes at the least and i’m sure he was getting worried.

“In here!” I responded hearing the door open shortly after, my head still leaning on the toilet in front of me as it had been all morning.

I felt him gently lift my hair out of my face holding it back trying to give me some comfort, but even the slightest movement set me off. I hadn’t thrown up this much since I was still in Hogwarts and someone had managed to sneak one of those Weasley twins’ puking pastels in my tea.

I leaned back into Draco’s chest to exhausted for anything else, “I must have gotten food poisoning at some point.”

“Again?” he questioned quite worriedly.

I could only nod, smiling nervously hoping he bought it.

“Maybe we should just go to the doctor.” he started before I cut him off.

“No i’m fine really.” I tried to reassure him. “You’re going to be late for work if you don’t hurry.”

He protested for quite a bit saying he wasn’t going to go while I was here sick, but of course I wasn’t going to let him call in and get in trouble on my account. After a bit of of pouting he finally agreed to go on the condition I would call if I needed him for absolutely anything.

When he left however I immediately called my best friend, Hermione. Luckily she was there in less than 5 minutes.

“You would think after all these years I would be used to traveling by floo powder.” she said balancing herself for a moment before making her way over to me placing a hand on my forehead.

”You don’t feel very warm.” she started, “How long has this been going on.” sounding almost frantic and still looking a bit sick from the traveling I lead her over to the couch.

“Mione you just got here take and minute to catch your breath.” I laughed having her sit down, waving my wand as a tray of tea floats in sitting itself on the table. “Sugar?”

“Two please.” she grinned, nodding.

Now that we had both us our tea and calmed down for a moment, my stomach especially, we could go over everything that had happened. I had an idea of what was going on but to say the idea of it worried me would be the understatement of the year. And if I was correct I was sure I would want her here with me.

Ever since our first year at Hogwarts she had been a rock for me, it was as if we were soulmates, destined to be best friends. We never failed to support each other, even when I first started to see Draco, someone who she very much hated. There was some bickering at first of course but once she had saw how much he changed and how happy we were together she became our biggest supporter.

We healed together after the battle of Hogwarts and she was even the maid of honor at mine and Draco’s wedding, needless to say I trusted her with absolutely anything and right now I needed someone I could trust.

“Now what I’m about to tell you might be a bit...shocking to say the least.” I began slowly working my way up.

“Oh no.” her face took a turn. “The last time you started a sentence off like that you told me you were dating Malfoy.”

Damn. She’s good.

“Well this definitely has something to do with Draco.” I sighed.

“What did he do? Do I need to march down to the ministry and kill him?” this is why I loved her.

“No, nothing like that!” I laughed before deciding I just needed to get it out. “I think I might be, well, pregnant.”

The look on her face was full of shock, relief, and to my surprise excitement.

“(y/n)! This is wonderful news! As much as dislike Malfoy’s entire gene pool.” she giggled placing a hand on my stomach. “Have you told him yet?”

“Merlin no, I’m not even sure yet, a part of me doesn't even want to know if i’m right.” I sighed running a hand through my hair.

Of course I wanted a family with Draco, and I was beyond excited at the idea of having a baby. But now that it was a reality I was terrified. I didn’t know the first thing about raising a child, what if i’m a horrible mother?

On top of all of that the vomiting was really starting to get to me.

“Say you are right. Just think about how loved that baby will be, think about how much joy he or she would bring you both.” smiling softly, she never failed to reassure me. She was right, as always.

I let out a sigh of relief, “I guess we better go to St.Mungos, get a definitive answer before I give Draco a heart attack for no reason.”

“Well if you are pregnant you won’t be able to travel by port key or floo powder, so it looks like we’ll be enjoying a nice train ride.” Hermione grinned as I left to get some proper clothes on.

“Let’s hope I can make it there without vomiting on everything in sight.” I called out.

“How long have you been throwing up anyways?” she questioned.

“On and off for a couple weeks now, why do you ask?”

“And Draco just hasn’t noticed anything?” she asked both concerned and confused.

“I may have had “food poisoning” a couple times now.” I giggled a bit putting on rather dramatic air quotes, while Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose.

”He's just as daft as I Ron.” she sighed shaking her head.

It wasn’t long before we made our way to the station. Though it had been a while since either of us had been on a train, it was actually kind of nice. Instead of the motion of the train setting me off I felt rather relaxed and Hermione and I talked about some of the other symptoms I had been having and how we thought Draco would react. And even more importantly if I was in fact pregnant whether it would be a boy or a girl.

We talked about all the cute baby clothes, and the not so cute maternity clothes. How out friends and family would react, of course we were sure they were going to be thrilled.

By the time we had reached St.Mungos I was starting to grow fond of the idea of having a child, as Hermione had managed to calm any of my fears.

As we sat in a small waiting area I felt myself now anxious of the fact that I may not be pregnant. It wouldn’t be a bad thing, it would mean nothing had to change which I had to admit was a comforting idea. But I now almost felt excited, ready to start a new chapter in my life and in mine and Draco’s relationship. That’s when it hit me. I still wasn’t sure how he would react to all of this.

We talked about having children one day sure but dosent everyone? That didn’t mean he actually wanted them, and so soon? This could be a total bomb shell. I felt my anxieties start to come back as someone walked through the door.

“Mrs. (y/n) Malfoy?” the matron called out before leading us back to a room where we would find out once and for all if my anxieties were true. At this point I wasn’t sure what option I preferred.

As we talked with the Healer and explained everything that had been going on she made sure to reassure me in every way possible before telling us how everything worked.

“Well it definitely sounds as if you’re atleast 3 months along but of course we’re going to check anyways.” she smiled.

Months ?! 3 weeks maybe ? But months ??

It was baffling me that I could have went so long without realizing anything was off.

“Now I’m going to have to prick your finger but what we’re going to do is take a drop of your blood and put it into this potion, if it glows congratulations! You’ve got a little witch or wizard waiting to see the world, if not that’s great too! You’ll have time to either wait until your fully ready or simply try again.” her positivity definitely made both scenarios seems perfectly fine.

Hermione looked at me as I nodded giving the matron my fingers as she held it over the vile. I closed my eyes to nervous to the results no matter what the outcome.

“(y/n).” I could hear the smiled in Miones voice as she placed her hand over mine.

Ever so slowly I opened my eyes seeing the potions glowing as bright a candle, I could feel a tear stream down my face. Engulfing Hermione in a hug grinning ear to ear.

“Now for the hard part.”

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After discussing the many ways I could bring up the topic we managed to come up with the cheesiest most unoriginal idea possible. And yet it was absolutely perfect. It was now quarter till 6, Draco would be home in no less than 15 minutes. I hugged Hermione thanking her for everything before she made her way to leave before he arrived.

“Don’t forget I want a very detailed owl once everything’s over with.” she smiled taking a bit of floo powder in her hand.

“You already know you’ll be the first person to receive the novel.” I grinned jokingly. “Don’t forget to tell Ronald I said hello!”

She only smiled rolling her eyes before a big wave of green flames took over and just like that, she was gone.

I went to get our tea ready bringing it over to the table in front of the couch, setting it down right next to the gift I got for Draco. Finally able to catch my breath I leaned back into the couch relaxing best I could before I heard the door quietly open behind me.

”Hello my love.” Draco smiled placing a kiss on my forehead before sitting down on the couch next to me loosening his tie.

“How was work today?” I questioned trying to make small talk to nervous to say anything just yet.

“Same as always.” he shrugged. “I couldn’t focus much on anything knowing you were ill.” he frowned placing a hand on my cheek. “Are you feeling any better?”

“Much actually.” I smiled. “Tea?” I offered motioning to the table in front of us.

”That would be perfect.” Draco nodded moving to poor the tea but stopped midway. “Lovely there’s only one cup here” he let out a soft laugh.

“Well I actually got you a new cup.” she smiled holding a small box with a bow on top. He gently took the box from her hand untying the bow.

“Did I forget our anniversary? That’s not today is it?” he asked quite scared, fairly got of guard by the gift.

I giggled at how cute he looked when nervous, “No I just happened to see it and thought of you.” He immediately relaxed opening the box pulling out a mug.

I watched twiddling my thumbs, the anticipation was killing me.

“World’s greatest dad?” Draco questioned visibly confused before laughing, “(y/n) i’m not-“ he started looking up at me before he cut himself off immediately jumping up off the couch.

I was prepared for the worst, bracing myself for the yelling to start but instead I felt hand placed gently on my stomach.

“This better not be some elaborate joke you’ve been planning.” looking down at him and I saw the biggest grin plastered on his face.

“I’m afraid not.” I joked.

“I knew no one could have food poisoning that often.” he laughed, seeing him so happy made me know I was truly okay, running my fingers through his hair I smiled. There had never been a more perfect moment.

*5 months later*

Five months had now passed and my baby bump was now very visible. I had to pee every 20 minutes and I hadn’t worn a pair of jeans in atleast a month but I don’t think I had ever been so happy. Draco and I decided it would be best if I took off work until after the baby was born so I spent most of my time “working” around the house.

Speaking of Draco he was now on high alert. If he wasn’t over protective before he sure was now, not even letting me walk down the stair by myself.

“Draco I’m pregnant not an infant.” I teased, “I can do some things by myself.”

He immediately began to protest, “I know love by while I’m around you shouldn’t have to. You heard what the healer said you need to take it easy.”

As much as I love him fussing over me I hated feeling as though I was unable to do much for myself. He cooked and cleaned all the while still having his job at the ministry. And yet I never once heard him complain, he always had a smile on his face. I almost hated to argue with him but I had to stand my ground.

“She said take it easy- like no heavy lifting, or traveling by port key not act as if i’m petrified.”

Of course it was no use, he was just as stubborn as I was.

”You know I just want you to be safe.” he said pulling me into his chest running his hand over my hair. It really was crazy to think in less than a month this was all going to be over, we were going to have our own little family.

Pushing slightly away from him I sighed, “Of course I do, that’s why I love you.” I smiled beige placing a gently kiss in his lips. “But i’m doing the dishes tonight.”

”Fine, but i’m drying.” he smirked.

“Deal!” I grinned hugging him one last time before turning to exit the room.

“(y/n)!” he called from behind me.

“Yeah Draco?”

“I love you.” he smiled before turning his warm gaze to my stomach. “Both of you.”

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madmen · 4 years

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all of them pls jodie comer janelle monae phoebe waller bridge, have fun

do you have a crush on anyone? yeee on my grilled friend! bitches be havin girled friends.

what’s your favorite candy? i am cadbury dairy milk bar’s bitch! i also really like kitkats especially the mini ones those are so good.

favorite love song? aaaaa it changes with the weather i like so many but can’t take my eyes off of you is always a classic both it and let’s get married (mitski cover) make me feel Warm and the past few months i cannot stop listening to mr mika tiny love. yes this question asked for one but this is me restraining myself i promise. OH it might be being alive from company actually.

what was your first kiss like? technically my first kiss lasted for .0001 of a second in a public high school hallway and it was by accident so i choose to disregard that one because the one after that was very nice imagine. you are on a BEACH it is MIDNIGHT she tastes like some type of wine and you are not sober and do not know what you’re doing so you’re taking MENTAL NOTES and trying to imitate what it feels like she’s doing but you want to live in this moment forever.

what was your last kiss like? it was sweet! well, more like salty because we were crying but it’s because we are simply full of love!

sexual/romantic orientation? i’m a (fleabag godmother voice) LESBIAN

do you prefer poems or love letters? love letters hands DOWN

favorite fanfic trope? i like it when they’re both friends and in love and afraid to say anything for fear of ruining their relationship. there is a name for this but i hate it so i will not say it it’s two words, first one with an m and second one with a p. Don’t know what it is about that second word but. hate it.

have you ever been in love? yes, highly recommend

favorite milkshake flavor? I don’t like milkshakes I think they’re ice cream soup which is disgusting but my favorite ice cream flavor is mint chocolate chip if that counts

dinner dates or brunch dates? I prefer the idea of brunch dates but I wake up hungry so in practice probably dinner dates but like. to diners so I can have breakfast food.

favorite flowers? Pink carnations! Honorable mentions to bleeding hearts and roses that are light orange or light blue or light pink.

favorite perfume/cologne? no clue

favorite candle scent? if it’s sold during fall i probably love it anything pumpkin-y or slightly-but-not-too-much cinnamon-y

what’s your ideal first date? we go on a funky lil adventure! we see some fancy house and get food together and then see something else maybe a beeg church i like the way they make me feel small and they make me feel Whole when i’m there with someone i care about. maybe go for a walk in my head this is some city we’ve never been to and we just walk and talk and hold hands and point out pretty architecture.

favorite love story? in real life i am still losing it every time i think about how ronan farrow proposed to jonathan lovett via his BOOK. in fiction i am unfortunately stuck at 11 still losing it over both the doctor and rose as well as mary and matthew crawley.

what’s the most attractive thing a person could wear? idk i think suits are hot but i also melt when my girlfriend wears her oversized hoodie she just looks so cute and cozy! i feel like most things are attractive when you’re into a person. also lingerie.

chocolate, vanilla, or red velvet? vanilla!

snow, rain, or sun? rain but not too hard just a nice light mist

sweetest romantic memory? she wrote me LOVE LETTERS!!!!

favorite dating sim (and favorite character)? I have played all of one dating sim, which makes it my favorite by default. Unfortunately, it is UmaPri/My Horse Prince. I did not finish it I got impatient and my apartment watched a playthrough on youtube you don’t even get to fuck horse boy I don’t think you even kiss but it’s still so funny horse boy is obviously the best character.

fictional crushes? leia organa, cheryl blossom or betty cooper (whichever one is more likely to commit a crime on that episode), joan holloway, betty draper, villanelle, all the big little lies milfs, among others.

what’s your dream wedding like? it takes place at the johns hopkins library if i can’t have that then like. some fancy house or library or museum somewhere thats super neat. i don’t know what i wear but i look very nice. all my friends are there and it’s Very Fancy. elegant and refined thats the general Vibe.

what makes you blush? i have no clue i think sometimes when i drink my face flushes so we’ll go with that

do you believe in love at first sight? only in romeo and juliet. i think theres like. a spark at first sight maybe but also not needed for love ya know?

do you believe in soulmates? i don’t know i feel like theres like. maybe a list of people who are your soulmate? like it couldve been this one yea but it also couldve been someone else had circumstances been different like the world is soooooooooooooo big and sometimes theres right place wrong timing i think? i don’t know.

denim jackets, leather jackets, or bomber jackets? on me? all of the above. on hot gals? leather jackets.

what’s your sign? taurus sun, leo moon and rising

are you single? nope i have a grilled friend! i love her!

do you prefer to charm, or be charmed? both!

guitar or piano? normally i’d say piano but rianne used to play guitar so mixed thots here also it’s so fun to try and teach her piano and hear her lil laugh when i fix her fingers on the keys. answer foggy try again later

favorite romcom (or any romantic movie)? when harry met sally!!!!!!

do you fall in love easily? i don’t think so but i’ve only done it once so i could be mistaken

valentine’s decorations: yay or nay? i think they’re cute!

would you prefer to propose or be proposed to? what’s your dream proposal? I wanna propose which throws a real Wrench in Rianne’s concurrent desire to propose. Gotta keep the proposal a surprise, soz gang.

cloud gazing or star gazing? Star gazing!

do you like to dance? I cannot dance to save my life but god if I don’t fantasize about it every second of the livelong day

what’s your OTP? please do not make me admit to being into harry potter on main, and worse yet being into dr*rry and w*lfstar it is rightfully embarrassing.

kittens or puppies? I am afraid of almost all living things which includes kittens and puppies but I prefer pictures of puppies

coffee, hot chocolate, or tea? Cofy!

favorite soda? i hate fizz > : ( why does everyone like it when it feels like theres ants crawling on your tongue?

do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa? is there someone to give me atten shun? if so, i’m lying dramatically on the sofa. if i’m on my own it’s window time babey

favorite ABBA song? this one also changes over the years right now i’m gonna say voulez-vous

fuck/marry/kill? (anons name 3 people of your choice) this is so MEAN okay so phoebe waller-bridge’s dad was named in the panama papers i know she has the most exorbitant amount of wealth and i trust her to treat me right. that leaves jodie and janelle cannot stress enough how much i haaaaate having to kill any of them okay at the oscars we saw what janelle’s tongue can do so unfortunately we will be sacrificing jodie comer : / jodie i’m sorry i love you.

favorite pajamas? I don’t own pajamas because I’m a weirdo who either sleeps in their clothes or an oversized long sleeve t shirt and leggings

favorite liquor? vodka for mixing, sourz for shots

do you think about love a lot? yeeeeeeeeeeee

a walk in the park or a walk on the beach? i don’t like sand. it’s rough and it’s coarse and it gets everywhere. Honestly I think I’d rather just walk indoors i am anti fresh air got that sweet sweet hay fever

hand kisses or nose kisses? nose kisses!

what’s your dreamhouse? i wanna live in the city in an apartment and due to the fact that i am american it is unfortunately so big in my head no apartment has ever been this beeg and if it did exist i could not afford it but. it’s so pretty i have fancy kitchen cabinets and my living room is filled with bookshelf upon bookshelf of used books and it has room for my piano and i have a beeeeeg sleigh bed and black cherry furniture and a dishwasher and a laundry room. i come home and am filled with calm.

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Ray and Zari friendship: "Can this stay between us?"

Takes place sometime S4This was a fun challenge because I really haven’t written much of Zari, but I love the dynamic she’s built with each member of the team this past season.Thanks so much for the prompt!

Zariisn’t sure what time it is (other than really late), when there’s a knock ather door. She groans, swears at the door, then falls back into bed. “What?”

“Zee…canI come in?” Ray’s voice flows through the cracks, like a whimpering puppyasking to be let in.

“Whatdo you want, Ray?” she wines, debating between pulling the sheets over her heador throwing something at him.

“Can Icome in…it’s,” he pauses for a moment, “sensitive.”

Withanother groan she sits up, “let him in, Gideon.”

Thedoors open, and in comes Ray Palmer in his Star Wars pajamas (because of coursethey are). He waits for the door to shut, then moves toward the bed, pausing atthe foot of it.

“Just sitdown,” she motions to the bed, and he quickly accepts the invitation. “Now,what is it that couldn’t wait until morning?” she asks, squeezing the bridge ofher nose.

“It’sNora.” Before she can reply he holds up a hand. “Not what you think.”

“And,what exactly do I think?” she watched as he opened his mouth, only to close itagain and shake his head.

“I meanit’s not about helping her escape…actually it’s kinda about Anna too.” Hehuffs, “I mean, I guess it’s a little about even Kendra.”

“Ray!”she cuts him off, waiting until she has his attention to continue. “What areyou talking about? Who’s Anna? What’s this have to do with your previous teammate?”

“Theywere both my fiancé.” He replies easily.

Zarifeels her jaw dropped, “you were engaged…twice? What happened?”

“Well,Kendra’s reincarnating soulmate came back…and they decided to try and workthings out.” He waves a hand before him, “which was for the best, really.”

“AndAnna?” Zari rests her arms on her pulled up knees.

There’sa sadness she doesn’t think she’s ever seen in his eyes. “Anna Loring was thelove of my life. She loved me before the Atom was even a thought, before I wasanything more than a man full of ridiculous ideals.” He goes silent, and Zari’snot sure this is a story she has the right to pry open. Gratefully, hecontinues on his own. “We were in Starling, now Star, city. There was a villainafter the Green Arrow, our accident was just collateral.” He takes a slowbreath, “we were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, but my whole worlddied that day.”

“Ray,” Zaridoesn’t know what to say, wonders how the embodiment of sunshine came throughthat so brightly in the end. Absently things how in all the conversations onthe ship, he’s never once asked about going to rescue her.

Heshakes his head, “I’ve made peace with that.” He looks down at his hands, “if itwasn’t for losing Anna, I would never have become the Atom, never gotten here.”

“I’mstill not sure how this connects to Nora Darhk?” Zari questions, watching as heleans back against the wall.

“Afterlosing Anna, I accepted I wouldn’t fall in love again.” He motions to the restof the ship, “then I met Kendra; and I didn’t love her like I loved Anna. But Icould see myself being content, happy even, with her by my side for the rest ofmy life. But Nora,” he runs a hand through his hair. “Nora makes me feel somuch more than that. Her struggle hurts so much, rivaled only by the hope thatshe’ll come through.” He looks at Zari, big puppy eyes so very lost. “I think Ireally love her, Zee.”

“Kendrawas just a placeholder, of sorts. But you feel like this thing with Nora is abetrayal of Anna’s memory?” She asks, pieces falling in place.

Henods, frowning slightly. “Please understand…I really did love Kendra, it justwasn’t the same as…this.”

Shenods, heaven knows she can understand the need for companionship, even if sheknew it wasn’t long term. “So…wouldn’t Anna want you to be happy?”

“What?”he’s looking at her confused.

Shesighs, shifting to sit closer to him. “If your positions had been reversed, andAnna had found someone she loved, someone who brought her heart back from thatblackness…would you have wanted her to move forward?”

“Ofcourse!” he straightens. “Anna’s happiness would trump any vow or promise shemade to me before my death. No question.”

“Anddon’t you think she would want the same for you?” she asks gently, reachingover to take one of her hands in his. “I may not have met your Anna; but I knowyou. I’ve watched you take risks and break rules for Nora, not for a romanticreward, but just so she has a chance for something better.” She shrugs alittle, “if Anna loved you near as much as you care about Nora, I have no doubtthat she’d want to see you happy.” She reaches up to rest a hand over herheart, “moving forward isn’t forgetting the ones we love. It’s choosing tohonor their memory by not letting that loss stop us.”

Raynods, eyes shimmering in the dim lights. “Thanks Zee.”

“You’rewelcome.” She gives his shoulder a light shove, hoping to lighten the mood. “Now,we should both get some sleep before the Captain bursts in with a new catastrophe!”

He laughssoftly before wiping his eyes. “You’re probably right.” He rises, pausing justbefore he gets to the door. “Most of the others don’t know about,” he motionsaround him, “all of this.” He shifts his weight, “so, can we keep this betweenus?”

Shesmiles, “Yeah, Ray. Your secret is safe with me.” She motions toward the door, “nowout! I want sleep!” He laughs again, but makes his way out the door. Zaricollapses back into her bed, wondering how she’d become the romantic advisor ofthe Waverider as she drifts to sleep once more.

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