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camil0ncha · 1 year
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@naffeclipse really just wrote a master piece of jester content and went on living like nothing happened huh?
hi naff, i read the whole of sleuth jesters in two days and i'd just like to thank you for such an amazing read. Vigilante y/n holds my heart and detective bots force my hand to make content about them.
Def expect more, the brainrot is strong
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A wild Lando Norris has appeared
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Bark Europa in the Lemaire Channel, Western Antarctic Peninsula, 14.01. 2024
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Just Wow 🤩 🤩🤩🤩
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Chocolate 🍫 any one 😍🤤
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jstor · 11 months
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Oh wow, these Inuit prints!!! Kenojuak Ashevak, Observant Owl; Kenojuak Ashevak, Throat Singers Gathering; Ningiukulu Teevee, Seasonal Migration; Sheelaky (artist) and Iyola Kingwatsiak (printer), Sea Spirit.
More than 100 of these beauties are available in St. Lawrence University's Canadian Inuit Prints, Drawings, and Carvings collection on JSTOR, which is free and open to all!
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TAEMIN 태민 'Guilty' MV Trailer [x]
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keikoyume · 9 months
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So my life was a lie
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𝗣𝘂𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗗𝗼𝗴
𝗘𝗖𝗟𝗜𝗣𝗦𝗘𝗗 ▰▰▰▱▱▱ Volume: James Potter
𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧
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Genre: ✓
Paring(s): James Potter x Fem!Reader
Summary: James likes a girl, who shows no interest in him. Though it isn’t new, and he’s still like a puppy in love.
Disclaimer(s): Cursing
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JAMES POTTER was completely smitten with a girl who, to his dismay, showed not the slightest hint of reciprocating his affection. Oh, the irony!
Like an eager puppy, he trailed her relentlessly, day after day, his eyes brimming with adoration and a sparkle that only intensified upon catching a glimpse of her.
His unwavering devotion knew no bounds as he gladly shouldered the weight of her burdens, eager to anticipate her every need.
Sulking in the Great Hall, James Potter appeared like a dejected puppy, arms defiantly crossed. His hazel eyes, still heavy with sleep, reflected both weariness and an undeniable yearning. Breakfast unfolded before him, accompanied by his loyal companions: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew.
Despite the jovial atmosphere, James's gaze ceaselessly wandered the expanse of the grand hall, desperately seeking a familiar figure that effortlessly ignited his heart. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, his emotions riding a rollercoaster of anticipation and hope.
"Lost in his infatuation," Sirius remarked playfully, his tongue clicking with mischievous delight. Remus suppressed a chuckle, huddling closer to his book as he enjoyed the scene unfolding before him.
Amidst James's scowl, a playful glint shone in his eyes, perpetually scanning the surroundings in eager anticipation. Sirius, always the purveyor of mischief, dramatically gasped, his own grey eyes widening mischievously. "Look, Prongs, your beloved master has arrived," he teased, unable to resist poking fun at James's infatuation.
Following Sirius's pointed finger, James's head swiftly turned, and his heart leaped within his chest as he beheld the girl who trudged wearily into view. Without a moment's hesitation, he sprang to his feet, propelled by an overwhelming desire to be near her.
Amidst the light-hearted banter, Remus couldn't help but snicker, gently setting his book aside. "He's utterly lost without her," he chuckled, fully aware of the profound connection that had ensnared James's heart.
James matched his stride with hers, effortlessly catching up to the object of his affection. He gazed upon her with adoration, his eyes caressing every feature, completely unfazed by the scowl she aimed his way.
"Potter," she spat out his name with a sharpness akin to acid. Undeterred, James shook his head, a smitten smile playing on his lips as he remained steadfast in his adoring gaze, even if it meant unintentionally stumbling into a sulking first-year.
"Oops, sorry there," James muttered, slightly flustered but unable to tear his eyes away from the captivating girl before him. It was as if the whole world could crumble around him, but he would remain blissfully lost in her presence.
Ever since they were eleven, James had been undeniably smitten with her, their shared journey now reaching the age of sixteen. His body instinctively gravitated towards hers, fighting the urge to intertwine their fingers and unleash the pent-up longing within his heart.
"Sorry," she offered a gentle apology to the first-year James had accidentally collided with, her tone remarkably softer and distinctly different from the harshness she reserved for him.
The contrasting sweetness of her voice panged within James, for he yearned to be the recipient of such tenderness. Nonetheless, he took hold of the strap of her bag, determined to relieve her of any burden in his presence. After all, she should never have to carry her own belongings when James was around.
Unyielding, she attempted to reclaim her bag, urging him to return it with a tone slightly softer, a flicker of vulnerability hidden beneath her scowl. “Give it back James, Don’t’ need you carin’ it for me.” She spoke
Yet, James remained unfazed, his smile unwavering, his lips slightly jutting out in an endearing manner. With wide, puppy-like eyes fixed upon her, he replied, "S’fine, love," his voice laced with unspoken affection and a sincere desire to protect and care for her.
James guided her towards the spot where he and his friends were settled, his subtle gestures silently coaxing her to take the seat beside him.
However, she chose to sit next to Remus instead, offering him a soft smile that tugged at James's heart with a pang of jealousy. "Hey, Remus," she greeted the brown-eyed boy warmly, her voice dripping with genuine affection.
Sirius, ever the keen observer, raised an eyebrow mischievously, keenly aware of the subtle changes in James's demeanor.
He couldn't help but notice the tightness in James's clenched jaw and the transformation of his once tender, loving eyes into a steely gaze whenever his attention shifted to the pair.
"Now, now, let's not go around killing poor Moony here," Sirius playfully teased, delivering a playful smack to James's shoulder.
Wearing an awkward smile, she turned her attention to Peter, who had a piece of bacon dangling halfway into his mouth.
"So, Peter, how's Potions been treating you? Heard you had a little mishap with that third-year and ended up exploding your cauldron," she playfully taunted, her eyes flickering mischievously toward the wide-eyed boy.
James couldn't help but emit an exasperated huff, stabbing his fork into his pancakes with more force than necessary. "Oh, look, the puppy's getting jealous," Sirius whispered with a mischievous grin, promptly earning a smack on the back of his head from Remus and a piercing scowl from James.
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James and Y/N strolled through the dimly lit halls, the soft glow of the floating candles casting an ethereal ambiance around them.
"I didn't know you were a prefect," she murmured, breaking the silence that weighed heavy on their surroundings. She couldn't bear the quietness, nor the intensity of James's lovesick gaze fixed upon her.
James pressed his lips together, concealing a secret smile that threatened to surface. Finally, she was talking to him.
However, he decided to keep to himself the truth that he had worked diligently, studying hard and earning excellent marks on his tests, all in the hopes of becoming a prefect alongside her.
He had overheard her desire to be a prefect last year, and he wanted nothing more than to share that experience with her.
"Yeah, it was a surprise owl one night, and just like that, I became a prefect without even trying," he replied, attempting to sound nonchalant.
Yet, a wince flashed across his face immediately after the words left his lips. He had come across too cocky, and it stung him deeply. In reality, he had indeed tried, putting in genuine effort to become a prefect alongside her.
He had gone to great lengths, even attempting to bribe the head prefects to assign him and her to patrol together, time and time again.
She couldn't help but cringe slightly, inwardly berating herself as she nodded in response. She desperately tried to avert her gaze from his face, fighting the urge to let her eyes roam freely.
She resisted the temptation to study every detail, from his captivating hazel eyes down to the bridge of his nose adorned with a sprinkle of freckles that peeked out beneath his round glasses.
She admired the way his dark brown curls framed his face and the mischievous smirk that always seemed to grace his lips.
Frustrated with her own inability to resist these observations, she let out a quiet huff, drawing a questioning look from James. "You know, you don't have to carry that," she pointed out, tilting her head slightly in reference to her bag that he still held onto dutifully.
Her scowl masked a hint of internal turmoil, as she grappled with her conflicting emotions
James shrugged, a gentle smile playing on his lips. He readjusted the strap of her bag, feeling a slight ache in his shoulder from carrying it almost the entire day, during those moments when he insisted on accompanying her and shadowing her like a devoted puppy.
"S’fine," he replied with a smirk, his eyes darting between her eyes and her lips. She attempted to dismiss the intensity of his expression, trying to ignore the subtle way his tongue peeked out, grazing his lips.
She swallowed nervously, her mind filled with conflicting emotions. She was supposed to despise this guy, so why did she find herself being drawn to him in this inexplicable way?
James couldn't help but smirk mischievously, raising an intrigued eyebrow in response to her questioning gaze. As they continued walking through the halls, she made a conscious effort to keep her face averted, hoping to conceal the faint flush that had spread across her cheeks.
Unbeknownst to her, James noticed everything.
He possessed an uncanny ability to pick up on the tiniest of details—whether it was a new haircut, a solitary pimple on her face, a subtle change in her eyes, or even the slight shift of her body language.
His perceptive nature and unwavering attentiveness allowed him to observe and appreciate every nuance that made her uniquely her.
It was as if he held an unwritten catalog of her every feature, storing away the intricacies that painted the portrait of the person he held a deep affection for.
She cleared her throat, discreetly running her hand down the sides of her body to adjust her oversized sweater. James couldn't help but smile, stealing a glance at her before redirecting his gaze forward.
He couldn't help but yearn for the day when she would wear his clothes, a tangible symbol of their connection, instead of the worn sweater she had been sporting since returning from Christmas break. (Not wearing it over and over of course)
Yes, he was that attuned to her preferences and personal history.
Drawing upon his courage, James subtly shifted his body closer to hers, relishing in the delicate brushes of their hands and shoulders.
Each fleeting contact sent a wave of blissful anticipation coursing through his veins, as if their proximity held a secret language of its own.
Suppressing a smile, she allowed their bodies to remain in close proximity for the time being. "So, how were your classes?" she asked softly, her aversion to small talk making it difficult for her to initiate conversations.
Inwardly, she hoped James would steer the conversation towards a more engaging topic.
James couldn't help but smile as they rounded the corner, feeling a surge of warmth and excitement within him. If he could go back in time and tell his first-year self that he would eventually have the privilege of brushing hands with and engaging in conversation with the girl he envisioned spending his entire life with, his younger self would have been absolutely beside himself.
"Just got detention from dear old Minnie," James sighed dramatically, running a hand through his tousled curls. He glanced at her, a playful glint in his eyes. "But don't worry, she'll come around eventually," he added with a wink, subtly hinting at his growing affection for her.
"I'm sure she will," Y/N chuckled, her laughter causing James's heart to flutter. He observed her closely, his eyes filled with adoration as he watched her nose scrunch up and her eyes crinkle with joy.
It was moments like these that he treasured, where he could witness her genuine happiness and feel his own soul light up in response.
Y/N playfully raised an eyebrow, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "So, did your little gang get detention with you?" she asked, a hint of mischief lacing her words. She was, of course, referring to Remus, Sirius, and Peter, who were often inseparable from James.
James chuckled, shaking his head. "Nah, they managed to escape Minnie's wrath this time," he replied, a touch of admiration in his voice. "Those three have a knack for slipping through the cracks. But I guess that's what makes them my partners in mischief," he added with a grin.
Y/N's lips curled into a knowing smile. "Partners in mischief, huh? Sounds like quite the dynamic trio," she remarked, playfully nudging James's arm. The camaraderie between James and his friends was undeniable, and Y/N couldn't help but find it endearing.
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Waking up in the arms of the person she had sworn to hate since their first year at Hogwarts was a surreal experience for Y/N. If someone had told her younger self about this, she would have scoffed and dismissed it as sheer madness.
But the memories of the previous night came rushing back to her, flooding her mind with a mixture of surprise and warmth.
She recalled her sleep-addled self murmuring incoherently as James guided her into the Common Room, his concern and adoration evident in his every action. He had insisted on watching over her so she could rest peacefully.
In her drowsy state, Y/N had found herself inexplicably yearning for the presence of the lovesick boy, almost pleading for him to cuddle with her. And, to her astonishment, he had obliged, albeit hesitantly, careful not to overstep any boundaries.
And that was how she found herself in this predicament—the comfort of her head nestled against James's chest, her ears attuned to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat and the gentle sound of his breath.
Their legs were entangled, fitting together like two perfectly matched puzzle pieces—something James probably imagined as well.
Y/N couldn't help but notice his hand tracing delicate patterns on her slightly exposed skin, his subconscious gestures revealing a tenderness he only wished to also do in his out of dream state.
Y/N let out a soft huff of air, attempting to wiggle free from James's firm yet gentle hold. But he mumbled unintelligibly, his voice gravelly with sleep, as he tugged her closer, not willing to let her go. "Stay," he murmured, his voice laced with a sleepy plea.
Her cheeks flushed with warmth, a combination of embarrassment and a fluttering feeling in her chest. She couldn't deny the allure of being held in James's embrace, even if it went against the walls she had built around her heart.
"James," she whispered, her voice barely audible, into the fabric of his chest as he pulled her closer. The two of them lay intertwined on the sofa in the common room, the early morning silence enveloping them like a comforting blanket.
She silently thanked Merlin that no one had ventured downstairs yet, no one would see the boy who loved the girl who denied him every chance he took.
Her words hung in the air, a gentle plea for him to acknowledge her presence, to understand the mix of emotions swirling inside her.
His grip on her hip tightened slightly, his touch conveying a mixture of possessiveness and a sleepy reluctance to let her go. He grumbled softly, the sound vibrating against her skin, as if he were caught between the realms of consciousness and dreams.
Y/N felt her heart skip a beat at his response, her mind swirling with a myriad of thoughts and emotions. The closeness between them felt both exhilarating and unnerving, as if they were teetering on the edge of something significant.
"James," she whispered once more, her voice a tender plea laced with vulnerability. The single word carried the weight of unspoken sentiments, expressing a desire for understanding and connection.
His grip on her hip loosened slightly, and his sleepy eyes fluttered open, meeting her gaze with a mix of confusion and tenderness.
In that fleeting moment, the world around them seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them in their shared space of intimacy.
"Hi," James greeted with a charming and slightly goofy smile, his eyes brimming with an overwhelming amount of love and affection. The intensity of his gaze caused her to avert her eyes momentarily, feeling a mix of shyness and warmth wash over her.
Seizing the opportunity, James gently tugged her closer, his touch guiding her until their bodies aligned, chest to chest. The sensation of their hearts beating in unison added a layer of intimacy.
"Hi," she whispered back, her voice barely audible, her own smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Her heart fluttered in her chest, beating in synchrony with the rapid pace of her thoughts. It was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking to be in this moment with him.
As she nestled her head under his chin, she felt a mix of vulnerability and comfort wash over her.
It was to quick for her heart, sure this boy had been pinning over her like a lovesick puppy for almost more than five years.
And sure she had felt her emotions reciprocating his a year ago, but she was scared. Scared that once he got her he would leave her.
The fear that had held her back for so long still lingered, but in this embrace, she allowed herself to let go, to bask in the warmth of his presence. Ignoring his surprised sound, she felt a sense of contentment settle deep within her as they breathed in unison.
"I love you," James whispered, his words hanging in the air as he tightened his arms around her, seeking to express the depth of his emotions.
For five long years, he had professed his love, and she had doubted him. But in that moment, as her own voice trembled with vulnerability, she found the courage to say the words she had never thought she would utter.
The weight of the admission settled between them, forging a connection that felt both fragile and unbreakable.
"I love you too," she whispered back, her voice barely audible, as if testing the reality of her own feelings.
His breath caught in his throat, a mix of surprise and joy washing over him. His grip on her tightened, his breath quivering with a delighted giggle. Though she couldn't see it, the love-struck smile played upon his lips, a reflection of his overflowing happiness.
"Ah, you said it back!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with a mix of disbelief and elation. The moment brimmed with a lightness, and even in the darkness, their shared laughter filled the space.
"Hey now, Potter, don't get too comfortable," she teased playfully, her words a playful reminder that their journey had just begun.
James sat up, gently pulling her with him, keeping her nestled against his chest. His eyes sparkled with a mix of adoration and excitement as he showered her face with a cascade of affectionate kisses.
Each tender touch spoke volumes of his love, starting from her neck and traveling up to her jawline, then caressing her cheeks, nose, and finally landing on her forehead.
As he pulled back slightly, his gaze locked onto hers, his eyes silently conveying his unspoken desire. His glance lingered on her lips, a subtle yet unmistakable invitation awaiting her response.
A soft nod from her granted him permission, and with that, their lips finally met in a long-awaited kiss.
A smile played on James's face as he poured his heart into that single moment, capturing all the lovesick smiles, stolen glances, and longing that had filled their five-year journey.
It was a kiss that spoke volumes, a convergence of emotions and desires unleashed with a passion that could no longer be contained.
In that tender embrace, time seemed to stand still as their lips danced in perfect harmony. It was a kiss that marked the beginning of a new chapter, a declaration of their shared love, and a promise of a future filled with unending affection and devotion.
And so they fell back asleep, wrapped in each other's loving embrace, blissfully unaware of the curious eyes that observed their intertwined figures and the hushed murmurs of gossiping voices.
News of their newfound connection spread like wildfire throughout the school, capturing the attention and excitement of their peers. Even the teachers couldn't resist being swept up in the joyous atmosphere, some having secretly placed bets on whether they would finally become a couple.
As whispers of their relationship echoed through the corridors, it was a day of celebration and triumph for all who had rooted for their love to bloom.
In that peaceful slumber, oblivious to the world around them, James and Y/N basked in the warmth of their shared affection, ready to face the challenges and adventures that awaited them as a united couple.
It was a blissful day, marking the beginning of a love story that would be cherished for years to come.
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zavithorpe · 1 year
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thinking about xavi doing ajax’s clown makeup…it’s homoerotic, but also they talk about how they want to fuck you
“Did you see her yesterday?” Ajax whispers, face mere inches away from Xavier’s.
His best friend is doing his makeup, large hand cupping his cheek as he traces a black vertical line across his eye. He’s so shit at doing makeup but at least he can draw. That should somehow influence the final result. At least that’s what Ajax is hoping for.
“Dude, shut up. I was hard the entire day,” Xavier mutters back and they both burst into laughter.
“Mhm, same.” Ajax can’t help but agree, eyes fluttering shut yet again as his best friend focuses on filling in his eyelids with black eyeshadow.
“We fucked last week. She sucked me off so good. Just thinking about it… damn,” Xavier sighs, warm breath fanning over his best friend’s painted face.
Ajax snorts in return and reaches forward, groping Xavier’s dick as if it’s second nature. He comes to the conclusion that his friend isn’t lying - just talking about it is getting him hard. Not that the gorgon is much different.
“Don’t be a dick,” Xavier laughs, slapping his friend’s hand away from his hardening cock. “We need to be ready.”
“Wanna fuck her in the ass one day. Do you think she’d let me?” Ajax adds absent-mindedly.
“Mhm, I don’t… know.” Xavier is focused on his best friend’s mouth, fingers tightly holding his chin as he drags the crimson back and forth until a Cheshire smile adorns his face. He attempts to concentrate on that instead of reminiscing the tightness of your holes. He can’t afford that right now. “You could try.”
“Yeah…” Ajax agrees, his silly smile hidden behind the exaggerated faux one.
Ten minutes later and they have to put everything on hold. The clown makeup has never suited them better - they surely feel like a bunch of clowns when they take their pants off and jerk off to the thought of you.
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dannydanoninoo · 2 years
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I love The Owl House so much but can we talk about the way the plot escalated in 3 seasons:
Season 1: yay magic! explore the world, fall in love, make a new found family, oh! and fight a dictator for a door in the last episode
Season 2: unravel a government conspiracy, be gayer and fight against said dictator but now to stop him from committing genocide
Season 3: fight fucking God
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iconicharry · 9 months
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in-ears out, teary eyes, goosebumps
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