Yasmin

James Potter x Reader

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James Potter and Y/n Malfoy had always been sworn enemies at Hogwarts. He, the fearless Gryffindor, and she, the cunning Slytherin, had been rivals since the day they first crossed paths in the castle's corridors.

It was a rainy day at Hogwarts when fate decided to play with them. Both were on their way to the Potions class, a subject that Y/n loved and excelled in. When James entered the classroom, he immediately caught a familiar scent, a fragrance that mesmerized him. He looked around, trying to figure out where that delightful aroma was coming from.

Y/n Malfoy, with her challenging gaze, entered the room at that moment, and her citrusy perfume filled the air. She noticed James's intrigued look and arched an eyebrow.

"Potter, what the hell are you doing?" she hissed, her voice dripping with disdain.

He tried to play it off, but his eyes were still fixed on her, mesmerized. "Nothing, Malfoy. Just making sure you won't cause any trouble in this class."

Professor Slughorn started the class, but James couldn't focus. Y/n's scent lingered in the air, and he couldn't escape that sensation. The class seemed to drag on, with him struggling to maintain his composure.

When the class finally ended, Y/n looked at him with a mocking smile. "Did you like my perfume, Potter?"

He blushed slightly and mumbled something incoherent. The other students left the room, leaving James and Y/n alone.

"You're insufferable," he said, finally regaining his composure.

Peter Parker x Reader

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Y/n had invited Peter and MJ to spend a weekend at her parents' beach house. It was an idyllic seaside location where they could relax and have fun. While they enjoyed the sun and sand, Y/n met a friendly guy and started flirting with him. Peter discreetly watched the interaction, even though his heart hurt a bit from it.

As the day progressed, the flirtation between Y/n and the guy intensified, and Peter began to feel a pang of jealousy. He tried to push these feelings away, reminding himself that he was in a relationship with MJ, and Y/n was just a friend. But as night fell and everyone gathered in the beach house, Peter couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with the situation.

Later in the night, Peter and MJ were lying together in the same bed, sharing whispered secrets and muffled laughter. Everything seemed perfect until a noise from outside made them stop. Peter decided to check what was happening, with an unsettling feeling.

He found Y/n outside, under the dim moonlight, passionately kissing the guy she had met at the beach. The sight hit Peter like a knife in the chest. The jealousy he had felt earlier now turned into deep and overwhelming pain.

Without making a sound, Peter went back to the room and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the floor. He didn't want to confront Y/n at that moment, but he also couldn't ignore what he had just seen. Tears started to roll down his cheeks as he tried to make sense of his own confusing feelings.

MJ, who had followed him back to the room, placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Peter, we need to talk about this tomorrow. For now, try to get some rest," she said with understanding in her voice.

Peter nodded, but he knew that the weekend had turned into a whirlwind of emotions and secrets. What would happen next remained uncertain, and he felt lost amidst a sea of conflicting feelings.

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The next morning, the atmosphere in the beach house was tense. Y/n woke up, unaware of the emotional turmoil that had unfolded the previous night. She smiled as if nothing had happened while preparing breakfast for everyone. Peter and MJ were silent, avoiding eye contact and conversation.

During breakfast, Y/n began to sense the heavy atmosphere but didn't know the reason. She tried to start a conversation and make jokes, but the laughter was forced, and the conversation remained superficial. The tension was palpable.

Finally, when they were all gathered in the living room, MJ decided to address the delicate situation. "Y/n, last night, Peter saw you with the guy you met at the beach," she said with a serious expression.

Y/n widened her eyes, surprised and somewhat frightened by the revelation. "What? What do you mean, Peter?"

Peter sighed deeply, looking at the floor before gathering the courage to speak. "I saw you two kissing, Y/n. I got jealous, and it left me confused."

Y/n fell silent for a moment, processing what had happened. "I didn't know you cared that much, Peter. I thought we were just friends."

Peter looked into her eyes, his expression heavy with emotion. "Y/n, the truth is, I feel more than just friendship for you. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but seeing you with someone else that night made me realize I have romantic feelings for you."

Tears began to roll down Y/n's face, and she sat on the couch, stunned. "Peter, I had no idea... I didn't want to hurt you."

MJ intervened, placing her hand on Peter's shoulder. "The three of us need to talk about this. It's a complicated situation, and we can't ignore it."

The rest of the weekend turned into a series of difficult conversations and raw emotions. Peter, Y/n, and MJ confronted the reality of their intertwined relationships and feelings, seeking to find a solution that would be fair to all.

Axl Rose x Reader

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Axl was on stage, his voice echoing through the arena as he sang the lyrics to his most iconic songs. He had noticed Y/n in the front row, her presence standing out in the crowd. However, he knew that winning her over wouldn't be easy.

After the show, Axl stepped off the stage, wearing an unassuming smile. He approached Y/n, who was chatting with some friends.

"Hi, Y/n," he greeted gently. "I saw you during the show. Did you enjoy it?"

Y/n smiled but was direct in her response. "Yes, it was great, but I really don't think going out with you is a good idea."

Axl was a bit surprised but respected her answer. "I understand. I won't push it."

In the weeks that followed, Axl continued his tour, but he couldn't stop thinking about Y/n. He wasn't someone who gave up easily and was determined to win her over, even if it took time.

During a special show on a starry night, Axl dedicated a song to Y/n. He sang with an intensity that conveyed his passion and desire. At the end of the song, he looked directly into her eyes and said, "Y/n, I'd still love to go out with you. Just one chance."

Y/n, taken aback by his dedication and persistence, hesitated for a moment. She looked at Axl, saw the sincerity in his face, and finally smiled. "Alright, Axl. Let's go out."

Axl couldn't contain his excitement. "Great! I can't wait. You won't regret it, I promise."

James Potter x Reader

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It was a typical day at Hogwarts, and James Potter was in the Great Hall, sitting at the Gryffindor table when he saw her. Y/n entered the room, a book in her hands and a curious look on her face. She was reading something, as she always did, but this time she seemed particularly engrossed.

James couldn't help but watch her. Since their first year, he had noticed Y/n. She was smart, beautiful, and full of life. Though he tried to hide it, all the Marauders knew he had a crush on her.

That afternoon, James decided to do something he had never done before. He approached the table where Y/n was sitting and said, "Hey, Y/n, what are you reading?"

She looked up, surprised that he had addressed her. "Oh, hi James! It's a book on advanced potions. I was thinking about signing up for extra classes to learn more."

James smiled. "Sounds interesting. Need any help with anything?"

Y/n was a bit surprised by the offer but gladly accepted the help. And so began a friendship that would change their lives forever.

In the months that followed, James and Y/n spent more and more time together. They studied together, explored the secret corridors of Hogwarts, and shared their deepest secrets. James discovered that Y/n was not only a brilliant student but also an incredible person with a sharp sense of humor and a deep compassion for those around her.

As time passed, their friendship turned into something deeper. James realized he was in love with Y/n. He wanted to tell her, but he was afraid of ruining what they had.

Finally, on a starry night, James gathered his courage. He took her to the Room of Requirement, where he had set up a candlelit picnic. "Y/n, there's something I need to tell you," he began. "I really like you, more than just as a friend. I'm in love with you."

Y/n looked into his eyes, her own eyes shining with emotion. "James, I feel something for you too. I was hoping you would say that."

They leaned in and shared a passionate kiss beneath the starlit sky. From that moment on, James and Y/n were not just friends; they were a couple.

They faced challenges together, including the Marauders' pranks, but always supported each other. And as they graduated from Hogwarts together and pursued their dreams, the love that had started as a friendship grew and flourished. James and Y/n knew they had found something special, something that would last a lifetime.

Neville Longbottom x Reader

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The night was alive with the buzz of the party in the Gryffindor Common Room. Neville Longbottom stood there, enveloped in a mixture of joy and excitement, along with a hint of anxiety. He wasn't the type to stand out in a crowd, but he was determined to make the most of the night.

As he watched fellow students dance and laugh, his eyes met yours, Y/n. You were chatting animatedly with Hermione, and he couldn't help but smile at you. He had always found you incredibly captivating, someone who seemed to radiate light wherever you went.

His heart raced as you finally noticed him and waved enthusiastically. Neville felt a pleasant warmth spread through him as he waved back, trying to appear as confident as possible. He realized it was now or never; he didn't want to let this chance slip away.

Summoning his courage, he left his corner and made his way over to you. The sound of music and laughter almost drowned him out, but he was determined to make himself heard. As he approached, you smiled warmly at him, causing his heart to skip a beat.

"Hey, Neville! So glad you came!" you said, genuinely happy to see him.

He chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "Yeah, the party is amazing. You... you look amazing."

Your smile widened, and you gestured to the dance floor. "Shall we dance?"

Neville eagerly agreed, following you onto the dance floor. As the two of you danced, he began to feel more at ease. Words flowed more freely between you, and he realized he had much more in common with you than he had ever imagined.

You talked about books, potions, and even your hopes and dreams for the future. Neville was falling for not only your outer beauty but also the incredible person you were on the inside. He loved how you laughed at his jokes and encouraged him to open up more about himself.

As the night progressed, the connection between you grew stronger. You saw how kind, thoughtful, and intelligent he was. And Neville admired your confidence and passion for the things you loved. It was a mutual exchange of energy and interest, creating a special bond between the two of you.

When the party was nearing its end, you found yourselves in a quieter corner of the room. Neville looked into your eyes and smiled, feeling grateful for having mustered the courage to approach you.

"Y/n, I wanted to say... I had a really great time tonight. And I'd love to see you again. Maybe we could grab a coffee at the Three Broomsticks sometime?" he asked, nervously.

Your smile transformed into an even brighter one, and you nodded eagerly. "I'd love to, Neville. Can't wait."

Loki x Reader

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In the golden halls of Asgard, Loki wandered the corridors with his characteristic wit, while Y/n, a mortal who had become entwined in the events of the gods, watched him with a mixture of fascination and caution. He was an enigma, a being of tricks and illusions, but there was something in his eyes that intrigued her deeply.

On a starlit night, as the lights of the hall shimmered, Loki found Y/n admiring a tapestry that told the story of Asgard's creation. He approached with a curious smile. "Interested in the history of the gods, Y/n?"

She nodded, still gazing at the tapestry. "It's fascinating how legends and myths can shape a culture."

"You seem lost in thought," observed Loki.

Y/n sighed. "Sometimes, I wonder what my presence here truly means. A mortal among gods and titans."

Loki studied her face for a moment. "You underestimate your significance. Not all gods have the privilege of understanding the mortal world as you do."

She looked at him, curious. "You speak as if you know me."

"I observe, Y/n. I observe more than you imagine."

Over time, Loki and Y/n found themselves increasingly engaged in conversations. They discussed philosophy, history, and even the complexities of love and human nature. Each exchange of words revealed deeper layers of their personalities.

One afternoon, while strolling through Asgard's lush gardens, Y/n broke the silence. "Sometimes, beauty lies in the small things that go unnoticed."

Loki arched an eyebrow. "Like what, for instance?"

She pointed to a delicate flower blooming in the shade of a towering tree. "This flower. It's fragile, yet it struggles to bloom even in the harshest conditions."

Loki tilted his head, contemplating the flower. "Do you believe something so ephemeral can truly be beautiful?"

"Yes," Y/n replied with conviction. "Because true beauty lies in the journey, the struggle, and the overcoming."

As they shared moments and conversations, Loki began to realize that the connection he felt for Y/n ran deeper than any illusion he could create. He saw his own complexity reflected in her eyes, and she saw the vulnerability behind his mask.

One night, beneath the starlight, Loki confessed, "You make me feel human in a way I never believed possible."

Y/n smiled gently. "Because you are more than just a god or a trickster. You are a complex soul, just like all of us."

It was in that moment that Loki knew he had found something truly special. It wasn't just a matter of intriguing curiosity, but a bond that transcended realms and ages.

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Neville Longbottom

James Potter

James Potter

Peter Parker

Peter Parker

Loki

Jim Morrison

Paul McCartney

Steve Harrington

Gilbert Blythe

Percy Jackson

Thomas Shelby

Soldier Boy

Tom Felton x Reader

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Amidst the bustling world of Harry Potter filming, a captivating tale unfolds in the shadows of Hogwarts. Tom Felton and Y/n Russel, as they step away from the set, find themselves drawn to the tranquil corners of the studio grounds during a rare break.

As the sun sinks below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, they settle into a quiet enclave, a place where their camaraderie flourishes.

Tom's fingers twirl a discarded toy wand as he laughs, his eyes crinkling with mischief. "Remember the first time I held a wand? I was as lost as a Niffler in a jewelry store."

Y/n's laughter rings out, a harmonious melody in the evening air. "Oh, absolutely. I was trying so hard to exude confidence, yet I struggled to articulate even the simplest spells."

Tom playfully mimics a professor's voice, reenacting a moment lost in time. "Wingardium Levio-sa, not Levio-saaa!" Their laughter intertwines, reminiscent of shared secrets and countless hours together.

As the sun makes its final descent beyond the studio's boundaries, they delve into the chapters of their post-Potter journeys. Tom's eyes light up as he shares his excitement for exploring an array of roles, each distinct from Draco Malfoy.

Y/n, with animated gestures, unveils her fervor for behind-the-scenes work, unveiling amusing anecdotes of camaraderie among cast members.

"Can you believe how many years have slipped by since our journey began?" Tom muses, his gaze fixed on the horizon's warm embrace.

Y/n nods, a nostalgic smile curving her lips. "It's astounding how the enchantment of this magical world persists, captivating new generations regardless of the passage of time. Harry Potter is forever woven into the fabric of who we are."

In the heart of their twilight rendezvous, their discourse evolves from professional camaraderie to an intimate exchange.

Tom reveals his dreams and aspirations, his vulnerability painting a poignant portrait. Y/n, in turn, peels back layers, sharing her passion for diverse creative pursuits beyond the silver screen.

As the studio's lights compete with the emerging stars, Tom and Y/n part ways with an embrace that lingers. Their friendship, nurtured over the years spent side by side, mirrors the unyielding strength of the Hogwarts walls.

Peter Parker x Reader

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In the depths of an alternate reality, Peter Parker found himself lost in thought as he walked the tranquil streets of a past New York. His gaze lingered on the horizon, but his mind was entirely consumed by Y/n, the mysterious visitor who had crossed his path through the folds of time.

Y/n, on the other hand, examined the pocket watch in her hands, an artifact that had become the key to an unlikely love. She felt Peter's absence as a tightness in her chest, knowing the feeling was mutual. While she was confined to her own timeline, Peter's heart was tethered to her across temporal borders.

Peter and Y/n's encounters continued, each moment becoming a precious treasure they shared. They explored museums, attended vintage theater performances, and delved into each other's stories. As they got to know each other better, their feelings only grew, like a wild and untamed vine.

One night, beneath the starlit sky, they stumbled upon an old telescope in an abandoned observatory. While gazing at the stars, Peter gently held Y/n's hand, and they shared a silent moment that spoke volumes about their emotions. The universe seemed to conspire to bring together two souls separated by time.

However, reality caught up with them. They knew they couldn't continue like this indefinitely, and the farewell was inevitable. On a cloudy afternoon, they found themselves on top of a building, gazing at the city skyline that had brought them together. The wind whispered memories as they exchanged looks full of love and goodbye.

"I love you," Peter whispered, cradling Y/n's face in his hands. Tears in her eyes mirrored his deep emotions. "I love you too," she replied, clutching the pocket watch like a talisman of the fate that had intertwined them.

With a kiss filled with emotion and silent promises, they parted. Y/n closed her eyes and touched the pocket watch, focusing on her own time. When her eyes opened again, she was back in her reality, the watch safely in her hands.

The days that followed were filled with longing and yearning. As seasons changed, Peter continued his relentless search for a way to break through the temporal barriers that kept them apart. He delved into science, confident he would find a solution to bring Y/n back.

And then, one day, as the golden light of dusk bathed the city, Peter was in his lab when something extraordinary happened. Y/n's pocket watch began to glow softly, emitting a familiar energy. He looked at the artifact and knew what he needed to do.

With determination in his heart, Peter touched the pocket watch and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he stood before Y/n, who stared at him with wide eyes and an incredulous smile.

"Peter?" Y/n whispered, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"I said I'd find a way," he replied, a smile equally surprised and emotional gracing his lips.

The hug they shared was more than a meeting of bodies; it was the reunion of two hearts that had traversed time and space to be together. Finally, they were united, their souls connected in a story that defied all odds.