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Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy

Summary: Before the start of Hermione's fifth year, a bleeding and crying Draco Malfoy walks into 12 Grimmauld Place, asking the Order for help. This is the story of the war against Voldermort and Draco's part in it.

(I can’t help but refer to @hanorganaas‘s Legendary Heroine Verse because it’s actually the best)

“What, your Earth doesn’t have that?”

“Well, we have Star Wars,” Cisco explained. “But we have Luke Skywalker and Leia Organa, not Luke Organa and Leia Skywalker-Solo.”

Winn shook his head. “Please tell me you at least have Han Solo.”

“Yeah, but they killed him off in The Force Awakens and- are you okay?”

“No!” Winn looked horrified. “The Star Wars on my Earth never killed Han off. He’s still captive right now, although Luke and Mara are trying to work out a plan to rescue him and-”

“You have Mara Jade in your movies?!” Cisco’s eyes were like saucers. “We never got that!”

“Well, here’s what we’re going to do when this is all over with,” Winn told him. “You’re coming to my Earth and we’re going to marathon the Star Wars movies there. No offense, but your Earth’s version has problems.”

Of course! 

OH MAN, I remember the BIG ASS TITLES, that was like a whole meme for a while pff 

Awwww Sim! Thank you so much, my love!!!

(This isn’t my best but I needed some cute domestic stucky.)

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The day started just like any other, with Steve waking up beside Bucky. He cuddled closer, looking over at the man he loved. He traced the wrinkle between Bucky’s eyebrows with his eyes, wishing he could soothe that out, could sooth out the tight look on his face. He wondered if Bucky was having another nightmare. He tightened his arm around him, trying to lend Bucky his warmth. The snow outside kept falling as Steve held him just a moment longer before finally getting himself out of bed. He made sure to stay quiet, not wanting to wake his boyfriend, especially not today of all days.

It was Bucky’s birthday after all.

Steve made quick work of making the breakfast spread up--eggs and bacon and potatoes and toast with orange marmalade and orange juice and the jasmine tea that Bucky liked so much. He arranged it all on the serving tray he found in an antique shop not long after he woke up that reminded him so much of his Ma’s--of her bringing him chicken noodle soup when he was sick and doing this same thing for Steve when it was his birthday.

Steve wanted to keep the tradition alive.

The food was still steaming when he made his way back into the bedroom. Bucky was awake now and he sat against the headboard, the blanket pooled around his waist. He smiled at Steve, his sleepy eyes lighting up as he took Steve and the contents of the tray in.

“Is that for me?” Bucky asked, voice still raspy from sleep.

Steve gave him a small smile as he came over to the bed, setting the tray on Bucky’s lap before scooting over next to him. “Not all of it.” He said, snagging a piece of toast, only to have his hand swatted for his actions.

“What, you too good to share, old man?”

“I’m not that old.”

“You’re 102!”

Bucky snorted, sipping at the orange juice. “So? I look damn good for my age.”

Steve made a soft sound of consideration, sizing his boyfriend up. “Well, you don’t exactly look young anymore…” Steve laughed at the scandalized look on Bucky’s face and leaned over to press a kiss to his cheek.

“You’re a punk, Stevie.” Bucky shook his head but looked over at Steve, moving in to kiss him softly. “But you’re my punk.”

Steve smiled against Bucky’s lips. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, jerk. Now eat your breakfast while it’s hot.”

Bucky pulled back and rolled his eyes at Steve, turning back to the food. It wasn’t quite enough to hide the small smile on his lips from Steve though. He took the moment to steal a piece of bacon, Bucky letting it slide this time.

It would probably have to be Harry dying since my second fave ship on the show is harrisco (and we know nothing bad will happen to westallen). I love Harry a lot and to replace him with another Wells from another earth would just make me sad

Written By: Anonymous Winter Fic Exchange Gift For: @sssssssim​ Beta’d By: @tylerhunklin​ Pairing(s): Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood Rating: Teen Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Length: 3645 words

Summary: Magnus throws a festive party. At different points of the night, Raphael, Catarina, Izzy, and Jace all reflect on just how much Magnus and Alec have changed since they got together -- and how much happier they seem.

"Bucky’s alive", the words kept ringing in Steve's head.

He had no clue who the guy saying them was, though he had an idea. It didn’t matter, really. What mattered was that in Steve’s brain, the seed was planted. And it was growing roots. Bucky was alive?

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This is my Endgame!  Just what I wanted!