#or harry potter. that would be fine too. :b ]

[hashtagboykisser]

HARRY POTTER HCS !!

FIRST “I LOVE YOU” !!

prompt: harry potter characters and their first “i love you”s in relationships

characters included: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, draco malfoy, ginny weasley, seamus finnigan, fred weasley, george weasley

warnings: you and seamus smoking in seamus’ part, swearing, physical abuse in george’s part

harry j. potter…

who said it: harry

when: 5th year

“cmon… just a little bit more..” harry cooed patiently, hands placed on your hips. “forget it, harry. i don’t think i’ll ever get it right.” you sighed, wanting to throw your wand down on the ground.

dumbledore’s army had just begun merely a few sessions ago, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t get your patronous just right.

maybe it was because you upset professor dolores umbridge today and pushed her far beyond her limits (not even on purpose, for that matter). or maybe it’s because colin creevey was stuck way too far up your arsehole whenever you would do something wrong when it came to today’s D.A session.

“well, maybe i can give you a happy memory to think about.” harry suggested. “how on earth do you plan to do that?” you questioned, wary of what he may do.

“maybe…like this.”

and with that, harry began to scan your lips with his, feeling for all the fine details that no one else would get to see but himself.

harry felt you smile against his own lips before pulling away, with a lopsided grin smearing his cheeks.

“i love you.” harry smiled, sounding as if he’s been waiting a century to say those words to you.

“i love you too.”

ron b. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 3rd year

“oh no!! oh no no no..!!” the ginger boy roared as he was being dragged by the foot by the black-furred dog (unbeknownst to him, which was sirius black), “i can’t die yet!! i haven’t told (y/n) how much i love her yet!!”

“you bloody moron, she’s right here!!” the shorter bushy haired girl replied, slightly jealous it was her best friends name and not her own.

“i love you, (y/n)! if i die, i promise my ghost will haunt you!!” ron shouted before being dragged away out of sight.

“i love you too!” you yelped, hoping he could still hear you.

hermione j. granger…

who said it: you

when: 7th year

“i know this isn’t much… but i wanted to be able to do something for you for our anniversary.” hermione said, rubbing her neck in pure embarrassment.

you, hermione, harry, and ron were on a hunt to look for all of voldemort’s horcurxes, and because of that, you all were staying in a rubbish tent in the woods.

the tent was empty for the most part, other than the small radio player that had muggle romance music on it.

“harry and ron are out of our hair…well for now anyway. i told them to go look for anything that could be useful, i just wanted to have a nice 3 months you.”

“you kicked them out for me?” you asked, disbelief leaving your throat.

“well yes — and i know it’s not much but-” the brunette would’ve continued if you didn’t interrupt her, and she gives a slight pout because of it.

“but it is much, it is something ‘mione! it is because i love you.”

“i- uhm. repeat yourself, please?”

“i love you, hermione.”

draco l. malfoy…

who said it: him

when: 6th year

“isn’t that right, ms. (y/n)?” the barely human wizard, voldemort, said, looking at you from the other side of table.

you gulped quietly, your shoulders stiffening. “yes, sir.” you murmured, glancing at the platinum blonde boy next to you before averting your gaze.

you and draco grew up together - as your mothers were very close in their teenage years, your fathers, not so much. but they got along okay.

when draco first became part of the death eaters, his mother decided it’d be easiest to have you there, to make it a little less hard on him.

“excuse me for a moment.” draco mumbled, somewhat abruptly, as lucius and the lord were in the middle of a conversation. draco stood up within the blink of an eye, and sped walked out of the room.

“would you be a dear and check on him for me, honey?” narcissa leaned over and whispered in your ear, as you were seated between draco and his mother.

you gave a small half-smile with a nod, as you politely excused yourself, afraid of what voldemort could do if you had done it in a way of which he didn’t like.

you went around the halls of malfoy manor, the walls of which most of your childhood memories took place, as sad as that is.

you saw a crack in the door of draco’s room, and you opened the door a tad more

draco said there, looking down at his folded hands, not saying anything.

“are you okay?” you asked, even though you already knew the answer.

“those meetings…get to me, sometimes.” the blonde mumbled, his voice cracking slightly.

“me too..” you answered, rubbing your hand up and down his back, as you sat next to him.

“thank you, for always being here. i’ve spent my whole life with you, i never want to let you go.” draco said, giving a small smile.

“i won’t ever leave you behind, okay?”

“this is exactly why i fell in love with you all those years ago.”

“wait…what?” you denied, your voice quiet.

“you heard me, i love you (y/n).”

ginevera m. weasley…

who said it: her

when: 5th year (well 4th year for her)

“hey (y/n)!” a familiar, high, squeaky voice called out to you, sounding a bit distant.

“oh, hi, ginny.” you half smiled, looking down at the younger girl.

“i need to talk to you, now.” ginny asked — well demanded, but she meant to ask.

you’ve known ginny long enough at this point to know sometimes, when she wants to ask a question, it can accidentally turn into a demand. especially, when she’s nervous.

“okay, no problem.” you reported, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

she grabs your wrist with a firm grip — but not firm enough for your to be hurt. and walks you down to a more empty side of the hogwarts express.

“i love you. and quite frankly, i hate it when you spend more time with my brothers and less time with me because it’s not fair, i fancy you!” the smaller ginger insisted, with a small stomp of her foot to show she meant what she said.

“i love you too, don’t worry, gin.” you spoke, as you tucked a string of hair behind her ear, that was before in the middle of her face.

she gave a lopsided grin before happily skipping off and giving a sing-songy goodbye.

seamus d. finnigan…

who said it: him

when: 4th year

the yule ball of the 1994 school year was slowly coming to a close, but you were unable to find where your date had ran off to, one moment he was with his best friend, dean thomas — and now you have no bloody clue where he is.

there was only one placed you hadn’t looked yet — the astronomy tower.

you begin your walk up the tower of many staircases and you hear some intense coughing the higher and higher you reach.

before your eyes, you see your boyfriend — or date, or technically boy friend, as the relationship between the two of you is a bit complicated, with a cigarette between his fingers.

“hey seamus.” you say, as you sit down next to him, leaning into his touch.

“hi doll.” he says, grinning as he puts an arm around your waist.

“can i smoke with you?”

“absolutely not, angel!” seamus gasps, shocked, putting a dramatized hand to his chest, his mouth open a gap.

“huh? why not?” you asked, now just confused.

“because! i love you! i’m not letting a gorgeous goddess inhale that shit!” seamus replied, now tossing his cigarette away into the distance.

“you love me?”

“with every inch my body stands.”

fred g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 5th year (3rd book/movie)

“i don’t know how you could even do this, i don’t know what half of this is supposed to to mean..” your ginger boyfriend said, cuddled up into your side, as the two of you studied for the following potions exams.

“well, to make it’s quite simple, it’s just seeing it on paper is the hard part.” you said, nudging him slightly, to make sure he wouldn’t fall asleep again.

“oh, how so?” he asked.

“well actually you take the-”

and before you could get any further, your boyfriend pecked you on the lips.

“sorry, at first i was interested and then i just didn’t care anymore.” fred said with a chuckle.

“fred gideon weasley!!”

“i’m sorry, i love you, does that make it better?”

“i… yes.”

george g. weasley…

who said it: him

when: 7th year (5th book/movie)

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

i mustn’t make mistakes any longer.

the words on your arm continued to ring in your ear, like the tangy feeling on your tongue after eating spicy foods.

none of this would’ve happened if you didn’t snap at the new d.a.d.a teacher - dolores umbridge.

the torturous (literally), cruel woman put you through so much pain in one detention.

don’t get me wrong, you’ve gotten detention once in 2nd year, but this could never compare.

the words on your arm were the ones that made you cry terrifying sobs as you had to continue to write and write and write - thanks to your low physical pain tolerance and somewhat sensitive heart, you just couldn’t bare it.

sprinkles of raindrops began to form in your eyes, they ground onto the table you were sitting at, as you tried to rub your eyes before anyone happened to notice.

“hey, love, are you okay?” george weasley - your boyfriend asked, scurrying over to you.

your arm was angled in the correcting lighting and point of view to where the taller ginger could see your scars perfectly.

“blimey!” your boyfriend shouted, pointing, before madam prince gave him a stern shooshing.

“what happened?”

you clung onto him immediately, sobbing quietly,

“hey love — it’s okay, i love you, i’m here and i always will be.”

#fanfics #x reader #requests open #canon x reader #fanfiction #harry potter x reader #hermione granger x reader #harry potter #harry james potter #harry potter fanfiction #hermione jean granger #ronald bilius weasley #ron weasley x reader #draco lucius malfoy #draco x reader #draco fanfiction #hermione fanfiction #ron Fanfiction #fred weasley x reader #george weasley x reader #seamus finnigan x reader #ginny weasley x reader #fred gideon weasley #george gideon weasley #ginevera Molly weasley #seamus finnigan #reqs open #draco angst #harry fluff #hermione fluff

[youuuimeanmee]

SxF Chapter 95 Thoughts

The drought is over.

And HOLY MOLY

AAAAAA I know we're nearing the end-semester gala but I never thought we'd get it on THIS chapter AAAADHJDJSKDN

When I saw the chapter is 21-pages long, I made sure to savor it well sskskjs

"Guardians will not be attending the gala." DAMMIT. Oh wait, Twillight can just disguise himself as a volunteer. I forgot.

Lol this is really not good for Damian's poor little heart.

WOHOO Becky cute!!

Huh, looks like Henry and Martha had a history together. Maybe they used to be classmates in Eden? Or something else, maybe.

The party is different than I expected. I thought ALL students will mingle in one place. I thought we'd meet Demetrius here. Oh well.

Damn this is depressing. Reassignation class based on academic performances. It's really happening. Anya will be separated from Becky. Hopefully their classroom will not be that far off 🥲

Damn Damian. Looking fine there, like a true young chaebol.

ANYA IS CUTE!! She's a princess!! 😭💕 I was surprised with her hair, I thought she'd keep the haircones. It's almost like as long as the little bundle of her hair is protected, any hairstyle is fine. Her dress though... It's darker than I expected; I thought she'd go with light color. But this is fine too. She's cute either way. (lowkey reminds me of a little witch, lol). It's also cute how she and Damian looks matching with black-and-white outfits, hehe. (Then again, this is b&w manga. Will their outfits have different color in the colored illlustration?)

Nicee Ewen, you do know when to give credits when it's due.

Nah Damian you're just making up shit now. You have excellent eyes, you know her dress is not cheap.

Of course Damian would fo anything for any imperial-scholar related. Cute.

Now this is interesting.

Some people say it's a reference to Harry Potter, so I wonder if some of it will turn out to be true. Especially the last two: "the cursed underground maze in section 4" and "the sealed chamber in the tower of wisdom." Sounds like hella suspicious places for a school filled with top political figures in the country. What if those are the places Donovan entered often? Hmmm. *sus glance* Wonder if DamiAnya gang will tackle the 7 mysteries like in Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun and see something they shouldn't see like in Promised Neverland, lol.

Anya, you got this! It's the name you learned in the school's interview! She already forgot, lol. But at least she got the "Ben" right!

Wonder if any of these kids will become Anya's new classmate, lol. Endo really used his break time brainstorming new characters here.

OMG IM DED. Narcis Hubrisse. Brayzen. These fucking fitting names I swear 🤣🤣🤣

Yesss you go Becky. Set your standard high. Don't mingle yourself with these lowly boys.

YAAASS. A GENTLEMAN ASKING ANYA OUT. YOU GO BOY. Even if it's a facade at least it's better than these Hubrisse and Brayzen boys.

OH.MY.GOD. FFFUUUUCKKK AJDNSKDBKDJDJSKHDUDJXNJDKDHDJJSJKSJSJSYEEEESSSSSS

HE'S HEREE HE'S FUCKING HERE. His hairstyle is ugly but HE'S HERE. I was wondering if we're gonna meet him soon. I was righttt, he iss gonna be a recurring character. I mean look at the name reveal from chapter 93. Look at that damn edgy hair. Hopefully he will be Anya's new classmate. But I never thought he'd put an interest in her as a runner-up in the classical language test. What is his background? How is he so good with the classical languange to even reach 90-ish points even though it's rarely taught? Does he have a connection with Anya with his gift in classical language and weird hairstyle? Why does he have such unsettling bow tie? I need to knooww

And he even pull off such a strong reaction from Damian too, skskjsksk. 2nd ML candidate? Lmao

Good to know Arnold's family is B tier. Not bad.

Twillightt you got soft. Letting Anya and Damian do whatever they want? What happen to the mission?

Lowkey sad to see Anya trying hard because Twillight didn't trust she would do a good job in plan B.

Oh mah gahh these preciouss kiddss 😭True homiess 😭😭💕💕

At least this will ensure Anya to get her place fair and square.

I wonder if Twillight realize Anya is approaching Damian for the sake of world peace she mentioned. Or he's simply motivated with Anya's motivation.

But at this rate, the dance will be over the moment Damian got his partner, lmaoo

Great comeback chapter! 🔥🔥🔥

*Edit: Screw what I said that Arnold might be the 2nd ML. I don't trust his hairstyle, his droopy eyes, his bow tie, and his polite manners. So far we've seen only adorable children but he could be evil for all we know. Better be cautious than sorry.*

#spy x family #spy x family manga #spy x family manga spoilers #spy x family 95 #sxf #sxf manga #sxf manga spoilers #sxf spoilers #sxf 95

[once-upon-an-imagine]

Hi lovely! It's me again :)) hopefully this time you receive it 😊

Could I request a dialogue with James Potter, please?

If so here is the idea... reader attends a Gryffindor party (but she isn't use to go to parties because she is super shy) so she is just there with a drink, James sees her and goes to talk to her because he has a crush on her.

Thank you so much!!! 💌💌

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE! 🥰🥰🥰 Warnings: none :D pure fluff Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter 😊 gifs aren’t mine 😁

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

Alone

"Is this seat taken?"

You instantly felt your heart racing when you heard that voice. You looked up from your glass to face none other than the famous James Fleamont Potter smiling at you.

"Um- uh- n-no" you smiled, feeling your cheeks burning and moving a little to make room for him.

"So, how come you're sitting all the way here by yourself, love?"

You let out a nervous chuckle at the sweet name and smiled at him. "W-well, um- Alice actually invited me b-but I think she wandered off somewhere with Frank" you explained, taking another sip of your drink.

"Oh" James said, smiling at you. "Well, I'm happy you decided to come" he told you, making you look up at him.

"Um- y-you are?"

"Yeah, you rarely come to our parties" he explained, making you want to smile brightly at him. You had no idea that he noticed that.

"Oh... yeah, uh- I guess I am not the biggest fan of parties" you smiled sweetly.

"Really?" he asked, moving closer, something that didn't go unnoticed by you. "How come?"

"W-well" you chuckled, shyly. "I don't know, I guess it's just... too m-much people and it's always really loud and-" you stuttered. "Sometimes, it just m-makes me a little anxious" you admitted, looking down at your lap.

"Oh, well, if you'd like we can go somewhere more quiet" he suggested, making you choke on your drink.

"Uh-" you stuttered.

"Oh, Merlin!" James widened his eyes, realizing just how he had sounded. "I didn't m-mean it like that, I swear" he stuttered skittishly and you could see the blush on his cheeks. Your entire heart fluttered and you thought he looked adorable. "Shit, I'm such an idiot-" he muttered.

"N-no, you're not" you assured him. "It's okay-"

"No, I mean, here I am, finally talking to you, so happy that I got Alice to convince you to come and I just ruined it with my stupid comment-!"

"Wait, you..." you frowned your eyebrows in confusion. "Uh- what do you mean you got A-Alice to convince me?" You knew she had been extra pushy about you coming to this party.

"What? N-no, I didn't say that" he laughed, nervously.

"Yes, you did" you insisted and he took a deep breath.

"Okay, well... I just... I... may have asked Alice to get you to come" he said, looking down at his own drink, not wanting to face you.

"You did?"

"I just... I really wanted to talk to you but... I didn't know how a-and I thought-"

"Y-you wanted to talk to me?" you asked, feeling your entire heart melting and James turned to look at you.

"Of course, I did" he smiled shyly at you.

"W-why?" you asked, confused.

"N-no reason" he cleared his throat, trying to play it cool.

"James-"

"Okay, fine, I really like you and I have been wanting to talk to you for Merlin knows how long but I was afraid that you would think that I'm an idiot and then I saw you here and Alice and Remus pushed me to come talk to you and I ruined it with my stupid mouth and-"

"You didn't-" you blurted out, interrupting his rant. "Uh- you didn't... ruin it" you said, quietly, feeling your cheeks burn a little again.

"I didn't?" he asked, hopeful.

"No" you shook your head, smiling at him. "I know you were just being nice, I didn't think anything by it" you assured him. "It was actually really sweet" you informed him.

"It was?" he asked, excitedly, making you laugh a little. A sound that James was certain he loved.

"Yes, James, you are always really sweet with m-me" you smiled.

"Oh, could I uh- maybe get you something else to drink?" he asked, grabbing your empty glass from you.

"I would like that" you nodded as he stood up. He was about to walk away but he turned around and looked at you again, making you smile up at him.

"Also, um- w-would you maybe like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?" he asked, nervously, making you feel so relaxed at the fact that he seemed just as nervous as you.

"I w-would really love that" you said, feeling your heart flutter at the big smile that appeared on James' face.

"Brilliant!" he said, happily. "Um- one drink coming up, love" he said, leaning down to kiss your cheek, making your cheeks burn even further.

Neither one of you noticing Remus and Alice clinking their drinks, delighted that their plan finally worked.

The End

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

A/N: hope you liked it :)

#marauders #marauders imagine #james potter #james potter imgine #james potter x reader #james potter dialogue

[noahmullariii]

a much too whiny rant about fic icks

I die a little every time pup, cub or Prongslet comes up in a wolfstar raising Harry (together or separately) fic. especially cub - it makes literally no sense????? are you sure it's Remus John Lupin I'm reading about??? it's his evil doppelganger, I'm telling you. I'm not even sure I could stomach that word ironically.

Prongslet is fine in moderation, I guess, but only as an inside joke, only coming from Sirius and only when Harry's a smol bean. but when it's Prisoner of Azkaban compliant I wanna claw my eyes out.

it's even worse when those terms are used not just in dialogue but in Remus or Sirius' internal monologue as if pup and cub are Harry's freaking pronouns or something. my cub, my pup, cub did this, pup did that... just call him boy or kid or his name for god's sake. I once saw sprog pop up and was delighted cuz at least it's actually british slang.

and don't get me started on Hadrian(us) James Orion Potter-Black (which is just... why the fuck would James give his son the name of his best mate's horrible father AND the last name of his horrible family?? and why would Lily agree to that?) who's simultaneously Lord Potter, Black, Peverell and Slytherin (and, sure, I have a visceral reaction to aristocracy wank in general but even ignoring that - the last 3 literally make no sense since "Lord Black" is Sirius until his death; and both Peverell and Slytherin lines bled into other families ages ago. so being a Potter automatically means you're descended from Peverells as well as being a Gaunt - from Slytherin. and the last of those is Tom Riddle Jr. but that wouldn't make any Potters "Lord Peverell"s or any Gaunts/Riddle "Lord Slytherin"s. those last names are dead. smh).

but, uh, this tangent technically has nothing to do with my initial complaints, it's just that at some point I started thinking of this naming stuff in tandem with nonsensical nicknames as they began appearing in fics together. which is a double homicide, truly.

and look, I definitely understand the desire to make Harry's original name something else cuz it fits nicely with POC Potters headcanon and Dursleys being racist dicks about it, but... Hadrian? I mean, it's not really a big deal when the fic mentions it being his full name but both narration and characters still refer to him as Harry for short - that makes total sense. however when after the name reveal Hadrian replaces Harry completely, it feels super weird and uncanny, making it hard to identify Harry's character in the story altogether.

although I guess you should all knock me off my high horse for being the biggest hypocrite ever, cuz I myself have a headcanon for Harry's name, even if it's less elaborate than Hadrian. also less Roman? that's another thing I don't get - if you want to create a better connection between Harry and his roots, why choose a name of a Roman emperor for a desi kid? since he's usually explicitly desi in all the Hadrian fics. so it's not that I have a problem with renaming him, per se, I just don't understand the choice of Hadrian.

for example, I recently read a fic where he was Pakistani and his name was originally Hami, which is a very nice idea, actually, and makes total sense for such headcanon. mine is Hari btw (हरि in Sanskrit), since I headcanon Potters as Indian, but I didn't come up with that name myself - just saw it somewhere a couple years ago and fell in love. I think it's actually a pretty popular hc now? anyway, it's closer to Harry than any other name I've seen and has so many beautiful meanings that resonate with what I think James and Lily felt towards their son. so yeah, I'm one to talk, boo me.

now, I probably should shut up since this rant has been entirely too negative already, but while I'm on the topic of icky names/nicknames I should circle back to wolfstar cuz gods know I'll never be brave enough to talk about this particular pet peeve in its own post.

Siri, Remu and Remy make my blood boil. Siri could be kinda cute when it's a silly childhood nickname from Regulus, but if any marauder or Lily calls Sirius that - immediate death. Si and Re are a teensy bit better in moderation and if used ironically, but still stab me in the chest. a couple times for good measure. the only somewhat acceptable short form of any of their two names for me is Rem, albeit with a stretch and only because it's an actual version of the name Remus in Catalan and Russian. I know I'm being way too dramatic about this (just like with all of my previous points) but I just don't understand the need to shorten their names. at all. they're only 3 and 2 syllables long and so mystical on their own that any shortening just makes them simultaneously more nonsensical and less remarkable.

both characters literally have established quirky nicknames in canon that you can play with and even shorten to Pads and Moons if you want. Sirius is not a digital assistant and Remus is not the main character from Ratatouille. stop this madness.

plus James is right there. his name has a ridiculous amount of diminutives - Jamie, Jimmy, Jim, Jam, Jem, Jay and even Jimbo if you're into that. why strip Remus and Sirius' magical names of their charm if you can have fun with common names? but I digress.

at the end of the day, my pet peeves are mine only and I should live with them in fragile peace. this post is a personal rant first and foremost and if you disagree, I'm genuinely happy that you enjoy the things I can't. fandom is a playground and we can all find some fun in different corners. I'd also like to point out that I'm not trying to take a jab at fic writers who use any of the aforementioned terms, names or diminutives. I'm only one person, so if I stop reading your work because of my petty biases, it's only my loss and not your problem. hundreds of other fans will enjoy it instead. so keep doing what you love and writing those characters however you want, it's your right!

so yeah, writers and readers - don't take it personally and have your fun! don't listen to me being mean! I'm just making my fandom experience way too convoluted for my own good.

#this came out very mean #sorry #ah whatever #it's my blog #harry potter #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #james potter #lily evans #jily #i guess? #harry's their kid after all #desi james potter #desi harry potter #padfoot #moony #marauders #marauders era #the marauders #fanfiction pet peeves

[starchaseriseverything]

"Reggie, my love."

"What, James?"

James felt so in love in this moment that he thinks he might propose right then and there, without a ring, or without Sirius knowing.

"Can we tell him yet?"

"No."

Regulus and James have been in a secret relationship for about two years now. Honestly, James is surprised Sirius hasn't figured it out or that he hasn't told Sirius.

James has told Sirius everything since they were fourteen. They were immediate friends, but James didn't start trusting Sirius until fourteen. Just like with Marlene.

James has known Marlene for as long as he can remember. Their parents were friends before they were born, and they've always grown up together. But, he didn't start trusting her right away.

"Why not?"

"You know how Sirius is."

They are in the Slytherin common room. Sirius never goes in there. He's banned. Slughorn banned him after a really bad prank he did on Severus. He hasn't been allowed in there since.

Which is why they use the common room to meet up. Now, of course, their friends are always there. Especially when James' best friend is dating Regulus'. But, it's the best place.

Marlene rolls her eyes. "Yeah, dramatic."

"Who else is dramatic that we know?" James asks. "Oh, that's right, you."

"Shut up, bitch."

"Hey!" Barty yells. "I'm the only one that can call people bitches."

"Oh, I'm sorry, mister 'I won't call Evan a bitch'."

"Can everyone just shut the fuck up?"

"Sorry, Cas."

"Sorry, babe."

"Talk, now. Why can't you tell Sirius. It's not that big a deal."

"You really want us to tell him?" Regulus asks. "Fine, let's see how it goes."

Barty smirks. "Yes! I gotta go get Ev and Dora!" Barty jumps up and runs up the stairs while calling over his shoulder, "Don't start without me!"

Evan, Barty, and Pandora come bounding down the stairs. "What is happening?" Pandora asks. "B just told us to hurry and didn't explain."

Barty smiles. "Their telling Sirius."

Evan' eyes go wide. "No."

"Yes."

"They do realize what's going to happen, right?"

"Yep." He pauses. "Well, maybe. I'm not entirely sure."

"Would you two just shut up?" Regulus states.

***

"Hey, Pads. How are you?"

"What do you want, Prongs?" Sirius looks behind him. "Is that my brother and Slytherins?"

"Dora' a Ravenclaw."

"Not the point. What are they doing here?"

"Yeah, about that..." He got cut off by his best friend.

"Jamie and Reg are dating."

"What the fuck, Marls!"

"Their what!?"

Lily laughs. "He had to have figured it out at some point."

"Shut up, Lils."

"When the fuck."

Mary smiles. "Mar, no."

"Two years."

"Two years!? You've been...."

Remus continues, "Dating."

"For two years!?"

"Yes?"

"Also, when did you start calling Rosier, Dora?"

"When he started dating Reg."

"Marlene Elizabeth McKinnon!"

"You made friends with Slytherin'?"

"Technically, Dora' a Ravenclaw."

"Not the point! Do you love him?"

James knows he loves him but he's not sure if he should tell him. He's said it before, but Regulus has never said it back. "Of course I love him."

"Then, choose."

"What?"

"Me or him?"

"Pads, please."

"Pads, don't make him choose."

"Stay out of this, Moony. Me or him?"

James looks at his best friend. He knows that if he asks Marlene right now to choose between him and Dorcas, she would choose Dorcas 100%.

Marlene knows exactly what he's thinking. "You know I will be with you either way."

"I know, Marls. But I also know you would choose Dorcas over me."

"You know what you have to do." James nods.

"Pads, Sirius."

Sirius gives him a pitying look. "Great, choose my brother over me."

"He hasn't even said anything." Mary says.

"He never calls me by my name."

"I'm sorry."

"No, don't. I don't want to see you. You're not my friend. Not anymore." He walks up the stairs.

"Moony, Wormy."

Peter shakes his head and follows Sirius. Remus walks up to him. "You know I love you, right?" James nods. "But I will always choose Sirius." He nods again.

"I love you, too." He walks up the stairs.

Lily and Mary walk up to him. "You know we always will choose you."

"No, go to Sirius. I'll be fine. Besides, I'm always happy." James could hear Marlene scoff behind him.

"Yeah, right." Mary says sadly.

"Please, just go to Sirius, ok?"

"Yeah, we will. In a little." Lily hugs him, and Mary joins soon after. They stay like that for half a minute, and then they walk upstairs.

"Jamie -"

"I'm fine, Marls." He walks to the passage way to get out and stops in his tracks. "Don't follow me." He walks out.

James makes it to the Astronomy Tower and stares down at the ground. He can see the dent on the ground where he rammed his broom into it. The blood from that so-called ramming.

He can remember how he was so distracted by Regulus that he didn't see where he was going and didn't realize he was going down until he hit the ground. Luckily, his head didn't hit it, but he did get some pretty bad bruises from it.

"Jamie?" He didn't even hear the footsteps.

"I'm fine, Reg."

"No, you're not. You choose me over, Sirius. He's your best friend."

"No, he's not. Marls is."

"Not the point. Jamie, you can't just run away from your problems."

"I didn't. My problems are in my head. They always are."

"Jamie -"

"I'm fine, Regulus."

"No, you're not! You can't just do that!"

"Do what?"

"Run away from everyone!"

James finally turns around to face Regulus. "Why would anyone care?"

"I do! I love you! No one else!"

"You - you - you just -" James takes a deep breath in. "You love me?"

"Of course I do, you idiot. Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know. Because I'm a Gryffindor?"

Regulus laughs. "Why would I care? Even if I didn't love you before we started dating, I would still love you now."

James smiles. "Really?" Regulus nods. "I love you, too."

James loves Regulus so much. He's glad it turned out this way. He would have rather kept his boyfriend and friend, but it wasn't supposed to work out that way.

"I know. How could you not?" They both laugh.

#ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3 #archive of my own #starchaser #jegulus #dorlene #wolfstar #angst #james potter #marauders era #regulus black #sirius black #barty crouch junior #marlene mckinnon #evan rosier #pandora rosier #dorcas meadowes #mary macdonald #lily evans #remus lupin

[igotanidea]

Not an average girl: Jason todd x reader part 1

This for the long-anon, finally! Yes, I'm turning it into a series, hope you'll like it.

summary : Y/N always thought she was ordinary... until some supernatural occurences started happening and she learnt the truth.....

***

Let’s put it simply.

Y/N was not an outcast. No one ever gave her any weird treatment or a cold shoulder.

Yes, she was a loner.

Yes, she was a bit specific.

Yes, she did feel a bit out, if you know what I mean.

But.

She was a good student with extreme listening skills. She couldn’t quite figure it out, but it seemed like every time she talked to someone she was just getting inside that person’s head, feeling what he or she felt.

It made her act like some sort of therapist, but once she was back from school and alone in her room she just felt like screaming, due to that weird, tingling sensation inside her. Like something was creeping in, but she used to brush it off.

The only way to relax and get some steam off was spending time in Gotham’s forest, alone, walking and thinking.

Just like she was doing at the moment.

It was getting quite late, but she couldn’t care less. She had another crazy day, filled with school, stuff to do and all the stimuli and things made her dizzy. She just needed a moment alone.  She was barely 17 and she already felt like life was a bit too much for her. And it was much more than just a teenage-girl-misery.

So. Much. More.

And Y/N just hated her mother diminishing her emotions and telling her how much the girl was exaggerating. She just didn’t understand. How could she possibly understand? For the last few years, every time Y/N was trying to talk to her mother about how she felt, in return she got wide open eyes, terrified gaze and reckless words.

It seemed like since the time her mum left her dad and started new family, Y/N’s stepsister was so much more important than her.  

And it hurt.

Hence why Y/N preferred being alone and acting like everything was fine.

“Shit!” she hissed feeling the rain starting to fall from the sky. Judging by the intensity she would be wet and shivering in the matter of seconds and that realisation made her run towards the hut in the woods she knew was nearby. “Freaking Gotham!”

Her feet were slipping on the damp litter and she had to watch her every step not to end up in the mud. That would surely be the reason of another series of questioning and damning gaze at home. Not that she cared, but why tank oneself…

“Shit! I just need five minutes to get to the shelter!” she cried out in space, fighting against the aura, brushing the hair plastered to her forehead and ducking under the branches. It only took a second of distraction and she stepped on the cone losing her balance and ending up face straight in the puddle. “shit!” she slashed through mud trying to get up and only after a moment realising that the rain did actually stop. “Right on time….” Her jeans already looked like she shit herself, her hair was a mess, she was all wet and dirty, already sensing a heavy cold coming. Amazing.

She sighed deeply, starting walking back home but after a few minutes the rain started pouring again.

“Oh, come on! Just freaking stop!”

It stopped. And now it got her confused and curious.

I think I forgot to mention that Y/N read her fair share of fantasy books while being younger. Harry Potter, spells, Divergent, fractions, element control…. She was really, really familiar with all that. But… seeing something like that happen in reality? That was a whole different level and she wasn;t sure how to feel about it.

“what the…..?” she muttered to herself looking up “what is happening?”

“give or take a few minutes and it will start again….”

“How do you…..?” Y/n turned around towards the voice coming from behind but once she saw the creature that joined her, the girl froze, her eyes grew wide and involuntarily she took a step back, avoiding another hit with the ground only by a miracle (I think you already guessed she was a bit clumsy). “Wha….whaaaa…..?”

“Don’t be scared, child. I intend no harm to you.”

“But…. But….” She stuttered. “you’re a…..”

“a wolf.”

“A freaking talking wolf! Since when is Gotham turning into a freaking Beacon Hills!?”

“now, my dear that’s a bit offensive” the wolf pointed out, tilting its head and growling.

“sorry, sorry!” she raised her head in surrender and apology “I got so many questions right now.”

“I’m sure…” the wolf yelped

“You… you’re good?” she hesitantly took a step forward “I mean, I don’t know why but… I feel like you’re in pain? I know it might sound crazy, but…..”

“My time is coming….”

“Your time is….I’m sorry what?”

“I heard your calling.”

“You heard my what now!?”

“My dear child, you have absolutely no idea who you are, do you?”

“Who…. Who I am? What do you mean? I’m just a teenage girl… No one special…. Oh my god…” she starts panicking a bit and babbling “I’m in the forest in the dark. Alone. In Gotham. Alone. In the dark. With a talking wolf…. A talking wolf telling me about who I am…. Oh, god…. Oh, god…. I am going crazy.” She starts pacing back and forth, barely holding back from biting her nails “I am going completely crazy….. Oh! I know!” she exclaims stopping in the middle of the step “It’s all just  an erratic dream! Yes! I’m gonna wake up in a second and then… then everything is going to be fine. I’ll go to school and laugh at what my tired mind produced during the night. My mum was right I really have to cut on the sugar…..”

“You’re done?” the wolf asked patiently waiting till she stops talking “It’s not a dream.”

“but it’s not a reality either.” She shook her head “so what is this? Some third dimension? I don’t do drugs. I don’t smoke. Damn, I don’t even drink!”

“Out of all the creatures in this world, you should be the one to understand supernatural occurrences. People tend to only scratch the surface of what’s possible and what exists, but you….”

“What? Am I different? I am people….” She trailed, but her words waiver at the end “I am people, right?”

“You’re a banshee.” The wolf revealed

“I’m a….” she whispered turning pale “I’m a…. banshee? Like… the old lady in white crying and sensing death? How…? Why….? What?!” she scrunched her face. “I’m 17! I can’t be a freaking banshee! It’s just a folklore legend! It’s not real!”

“Not realer than an old dying wolf saying that too you….”

“Dying?”

“Yes, I told you, my time is coming. But I sensed you…. I sensed… you had no idea….. and …..”

“You felt the need to tell me?”

The wolf nods, weakening by the second.

“I….um…..” she scratched her head, still unable to process what was happening. “thank you? But …..”

“My time is coming, child….”

“but I got so many questions!”

“you should talk to your mother…..”

“my mother! What does she have to do with that?”

“It’s her blood that makes you… who you are….” The wolf panted laying on the ground

“no, no, no, no, no…..” she rushed to his side and tries to make him keep his eyes open “hey…” she smiles awkwardly “I know we’ve only just met, but please don’t die on me? Pretty please?” her tone turned a bit desperate

“My job on this world is done, my child. I fulfilled the mission. The rest… is in your hands….”

“My hands? But… but I don’t have a clue what to do with that knowledge! I’m 17…I…..” she stopped seeing the pain on the wolf’s muzzle “I’m being selfish…..” she whispered “I’m sorry….” Her hands found a way towards the wolf’s fur and started caressing in gently. “It’s ok….it’s ok…. “ she soothed. The wolf was dying and all she was doing was pushing him for the answers ‘it’s ok…..you’re coming back to the roots… you’ll be united with the earth and the universe….” Those words shocked even herself. Apparently witch-like words came in bonus with the knowledge of her true nature…..

“Can you…. Burry me?” the wolf panted, his eyes falling closed.

“I will. I promise. You can rest now. You’re mission is done. You fulfilled your destiny….” She whispered, burying her face in his fur “goodbye my friend….”

Maybe it was crazy but once he gave his last breath Y/N did feel like she lost someone close to her. Maybe it was because of the fact that she was a supernatural creature now. She did not belong in the real word. Not fully. And knowing that was both scaring and exciting.

***

Once she buried the wolf as promised, she remembered his words.

It’s her blood……

Seemed like Y/N was going to have a serious conversation with her parent…….

To be continued....

#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x oc #jason todd x you #jason todd x y/n #jason todd fic #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd fluff #red hood x oc #red hood x you #red hood x y/n #red hood fanfiction #red hood fic #red hood fluff

[narukoibito]

Please: The first time A is drunk (before they begin to date B) They absent-mindedly confess

Apologies for the late response! I ended up writing over 1.5k for this prompt. Hope that makes up for the delay. 💛

When the Morning Comes

AO3 | FF.net

Summary: Harry has a little too much to drink.

---

The cheers from the crowd were deafening as Ginny climbed up the stairs toward the center stage. All the lights were blinding, but she could imagine her family in the crowd, her mum wiping her eyes and her brothers cheering. Her heart clamored in her chest as she approached Gwenog Jones and her razor-sharp grin.

Ginny’s eyes slid to the Rookie of the Year award in Gwenog’s outstretched hands, pride pulsing through her veins. She was just about to touch the gleaming trophy when the cheers melted into shouts as Ron leapt onto the stage, a crazed look in his eyes. He slapped the award out of Gwenog’s hands as he shouted incoherently.

“What are you doing?” she cried.

Instead of answering, Ron lurked toward her. The crazed look in his eyes made her jerk backwards only to realize she was falling. 

Ginny jolted with a gasp.The shouting continued to ring in her ears as she stared up into the darkness. It took a moment to realize she had not only been dreaming, but also that the sounds were, in fact, real. 

What in Merlin’s beard was Ron doing?

Pickles, Demelza’s cat, mewed mournfully as Ginny rose from the bed. She should have known that her first opportunity to escape from the Burrow to cat sit for Demelza, Ron would find a way to ruin it. Months living at home–all she had wanted was one weekend. One. Pulling on her robe, swearing in a way that would undoubtedly make the twins proud, she tramped down the stairs. 

“Ginny!” Ron bellowed.

Her Saturday was not off to the best start. 

The incessant banging stopped when she swung the door open. Choice curse words on the tip of her tongue, she stilled, taking in the scene. Her eyes slid to her brother. "What did you do?"

"Me? What did I do?" Ron spluttered, indignant as he sagged under Harry's weight, his best mate's arm hanging over his shoulder. 

From where he had his face pressed into Ron’s side, Harry erupted into giggles. The way his wire glasses were awkwardly pushed against his face couldn't possibly be comfortable, but you wouldn't know based on his wide grin.

Ginny gave Ron a pointed look. “Why did you show up here?”

Ron grimaced. 

“Hermione warned you not to try them, didn’t she?” Ginny asked in a flat voice. 

Harry seemed to perk up, looking around as if trying to locate where her voice came from. When his eyes landed on her, he lit up. “Gin!”

In no way did her stomach flutter at his childish excitement. That would be ridiculous because she was long over Harry Potter—had been since fourth year. So the fact that he was stupidly happy to see her did not add to his charm.

“Ron, it’s Ginny!” Harry moved toward her and promptly tripped. 

She lurched forward, but Ron yelped and caught Harry before he fell on his face. 

Ron grunted. “Help?"

If it weren’t for Harry potentially hurting himself, she would likely have left Ron to clean up his mess. Instead, she took Harry’s other arm, the two of them stumbling as Harry dragged his feet.

His proximity was completely fine. Not a problem in the least. She was only feeling flushed because of carrying half his weight. It had nothing to do with the arm looped over her shoulder, his side pressed right up against hers, or how Harry's face was close enough to her face that she could smell the alcohol on his breath.

Obviously, the sparks in her stomach were from irritation.

Or so she told herself.

"Why is Harry in such a state when you're fine?" she muttered as they trudged through the family room.

"George had these new magical cocktails he wanted us to try. I’m fine, but Harry seems a bit worse for wear. Giggly and affectionate."

“Ginnyyyy.” Harry seemed amused by her name and giggled, his voice tickling her ear. She shuddered, goosebumps erupting where the ghost of his breath had brushed against her skin.

This was fine.

He tilted toward ever so forward, close enough that if he moved closer his lips just might brush against her neck. 

 Absolutely fine.

“I love you.”

Ginny’s heart stopped. 

“Don’t worry,” Ron said, not sounding the least perturbed by his best mate’s sudden declaration, and blissfully unaware of how hard Ginny was willing her heartbeat to beat again. “He seems quite keen on telling everyone that, don’t you, Harry?”

“Ron! Ron!" Harry turned toward him with urgency. "You're my best mate, Ron. You and Hermione—everything you’ve done for me—I love you…I lovvvve...”

“Yes, yes, mate.” Ron patted Harry’s back. "Don't forget about the gallon you owe me."

"Fleecing him in this state?" Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Is Hermione here? I love Hermione too...not like that though, Ronnnnnn, Ron Ron, Ron-Won, Won-Won!" Harry dissolved into singing.

"He's going to be in a world of pain tomorrow." Ron shook his head. 

“Might deserve it,” Ginny muttered. For nearly giving her a heart attack. 

“He’s been a bit brooding lately. More so than usual,” Ron said. He seemed struck by a sudden thought. “Maybe I can help.”

He unhooked Harry's arm and deposited said arm on Ginny's other shoulder. She tottered backwards as Harry naturally leaned further onto her.

"Wait—what are you—"

"I’mma make him a sobering potion!”

“Ron—you git!" She buckled under the additional weight. "Don’t—”

But Ron was already bounding off to the kitchen. “I’m his best friend! He’s suffered enough, don’t you reckon?”

Merlin, that cocktail must have some sort of delayed reaction.

“This isn’t my kitchen!” she tried to remind him. The only response was a disconcertingly loud clang.

Fuck, Demenza would kill her if Ron made a mess. Say goodbye to any chance of a repeat weekend escape. Ginny started toward his direction, but Harry didn’t seem interested in letting her go. With Ron no longer holding him up, he had taken to draping himself over her.

"Ginnnnny," Harry said again in a way that made her chest tighten. He now had her head awkwardly tucked under his chin. "You're short.”

She glared daggers at his chest. "You're lucky you're drunk."

She felt him hum in agreement or pleasure or both. “It’s nice.”

"Maybe for you. Come on, you big loaf." Ginny dragged him forward, staggering left and right under his weight. Their lumbering journey was punctured by his giggles.

She meant to ease him onto the couch, but his leg caught hers and they both tumbled onto the couch in a mess of limbs. “Oof!”

Her head spun for a moment before she realized they were tangled together. The blood rushed to her face.

Ginny was not thinking of his weight over her, pinning her against the bed–couch, against the couch.

It helped that his elbow was digging into her side. 

“Harry,” she complained.

He peered down at her through his crooked glasses. His cheeks were flushed a rosy hue, stretched by a stupid smile. There was always something about him that made her insides go soft, and the way he was looking at her did nothing to help.

Seeing him so disarmed was dangerous.

"I, I suppose I should go help Ron before he poisons you." She shifted, but Harry held onto her. 

"Nooooo!"

Merlin, for someone so inebriated, he sure had a tight grip.

"Don't go," he pleaded in such a petulant way that she couldn't help but laugh.

"Fine, fine," she acquiesced, settling back. 

Damn that residual weakness for him. She had gotten over him ages ago. They’d become friends, close friends during the latter Hogwarts years, and even were now, several months since she finished her schooling. All the recent get-togethers were fine. Friendly. She’d be lying if she hadn’t missed him.

He let out a long, seemingly satisfied sigh before pressing his nose against the crook of her neck. Her heart drummed against her chest, but thankfully he was too gone to notice.

Was he—was he sniffing her?

"Harry?" Her voice hitched slightly.

"You smell like Ginny flowers.”

“What are Ginny flowers?”

He frowned. “That’s what I want to know. They smell good, like summer. Like sunshine, and Quidditch, and…Ginny.”

"I’ll take that as a compliment.”.

"I love them," Harry murmured into her skin. “I love…I love you.”

She closed her eyes. God, was he trying to kill her?

"Yes, yes." Ginny sighed, patting his messy mop of hair in defeat.

It was really nice that he included her in his list of "loved" ones. It was great that he thought so highly of her, that they were now such good friends. She knew she should be happy, and she was, truly. She was perfectly happy with their friendship.

Except. Except this was Harry.

Unable to help herself, she leaned into his embrace, a nostalgic longing swelling inside her. At least there was no way he would remember this.

He had gone quiet long enough that she had wondered if he had drifted off when he murmured something against her.

"What was that?"

"I love you," he whispered again. It was pitiful how much her heart responded to the words.

"Harry." She started pulling away in self-preservation. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.

"I mean it," Harry breathed. Eyes heavy-lidded, he looked at her with such seeming yearning she forgot how to breathe. "I fancy you, Ginny. I love you love you."

Her heart was wildly tumbling out of her chest.

Harry fancied her? He was actually in love with her?

"You what? Since when?"

“Since stupid Dean,” he said, glowering at the name.

“Dean? Since then? All this time? Why didn’t you say anything?”

He groaned, dropping his head back against her shoulder. "Well, there was the whole Voldemort thing, an’ now you’re too 'mazing..."

Ginny couldn’t even begin to process this.

"Can't work up the nerve to tell you. Thought maybe I'd get a drink and do it tonight..."

He didn't seem to realize he was actually confessing because he curled up against her in apparent contentment.

"That's why you got sloshed?"

"Mmmmm."

"How'd that go for you?" 

"Eh, still scary," he said, his face scrunching up. "What if you say no?"

She was over Harry. 

Wasn’t she?

"What if I don't?" Her fingers gently threaded through his hair. 

"It'd be too good to be true,” he murmured, his voice tinged with wonder. A shiver ran through her.

"Harry?”

“Mmm?” He grew softer with sleep.

“Promise me you'll try?"

"Ok, but only because it's you..." He yawned and burrowed in closer. "Maybe… t'morrow..."

Ginny smiled into his hair.

Well, maybe tomorrow won’t be so bad after all.

#harry/ginny #hinny #harry potter #ginny weasley #fluffy otp prompts #anonymous #so so sorry this took forever #this is such a fluff bomb #hope you like it! #drunken confessions #drunk!harry for the win #i wrote a thing #when the morning comes

[hdowlpost]

OWL GIFTS for @uncannycerulean

"Dining with the Devil" - The Daily Prophet Summary:

THIS JUST IN!!

Harry Potter was Spotted with none other than the dazzling reformed advocate, Draco Malfoy inside a seedy cafe at Diagon! Is this just another case-related meeting? Or is there something more brewing under the surface!? Find out more on page two of our latest issue, along with Rita Skeeter's new scoop on the mysterious mistress of Mr. Marington (page 17).

Don't miss out on the exclusive, brought to you by the greatest wizard magazine in the UK!! Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: G Contains: Exclusive article, advocate!Draco Malfoy, newspapers Notes: It is safe to say that I've had the greatest time of my life creating this piece! XDD To dear @uncanny_cerulean, I know this is not fully in line with the specific prompts you gave, but you mentioned you like our boys with unusual jobs and my mind just went with it. While Auror Harry is no new trope, I know for a fact that we have rarely seen advocate Malfoy in action, so I thought why not? I hope you like it! Merry Christmas and happy holidays! I'd like to take a moment to thank my amazing beta L, who came to my rescue at the very last moment with their very detailed insights and constructive suggestions to improve this piece as a whole. I thoroughly enjoyed our conversations and in general, am excited to continue our newfound friendships over fics and art! A big thank you also goes to the mods for being the most understanding and helpful people I know. You guys are frankly the reason why I keep coming back to this fest every year. Know that you all are amazing!!

A Missing Mug and Mysterious Memos Summary: Draco is already dejected about the prospect of not spending Christmas with Harry. He did not need his favourite mug to go missing too. Word Count: 800 Rating: G Contains: Established relationship Notes: Dear uncanny_cerulean, I couldn’t go past your first prompt, ‘Who keeps stealing Draco's mugs from the ministry kitchen?’ I had lots of fun planning and writing this little mystery for you. Hope you enjoy the cryptic clues! Thanks to the Owlpostmasters for their enduring patience and my beta B for saving my behind.

From Antarctica, Love Draco Summary: Draco had known that he would be gone for an extended period of time in the remote wilds of the Antarctic circle without any way to contact home. He wouldn't get to enjoy any of the comforts of his cozy London flat, with its adjustable heating and cooling charms or king sized bed with silk sheets and a dozen pillows for even longer. Draco had been fine with that. Welcomed it, even. Yet Harry’s eyes haunt him, even in the most remote of places. Word Count: 2.3k Rating: Mature Contains: climate specialist Draco, Antarctica, Antarctic expedition, lovable scientist ocs, getting together, pining, Harry falls first, Draco falls harder Notes: For uncannycerulean, I hope you enjoy this little science meets magic fic from one biologist to another. I honestly quite love this universe, and may have to write more! Happy holidays! Huge thanks to Teii for the beta and additional research! And as always, thank you to the mods for all you do!

#uncannycerulean #harry x draco #hdowlpost2023 #drarry

[mytragedyperson]

As bad as it would be in Slytherin and think you've won the house cup only for in the same breath Dumbledore to give 16o hous points to Gryffindor and have them win, I think I'd actually be more pissed as someone from Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. Maybe that's because I am a Hufflepuff, but imagine you're a normal student, not Harry Potter or his friends, not Draco or his friends, just a normal Hogwarts student. You follow all the rules, attend every class, earn house points, complete every assignment, basically do everything you're supposed to do. Meanwhile you notice Gryffindor constantly breaking rules constantly, to the point of losing 150 house points in 1 night. You don't really know the details about that but it happened. and then it's the end of year feast, Harry and his friends have broken the rules again and murdered a teacher, but the teacher was associated with Voldemort and he technically saved the school (though the stone would've been just as fine where it was, considering only people who don't want to use it can have it or something like that), Slytherin has won, you might be a bit annoyed but there's no real house rivalry there and they earned the points the same as you, so you're fine with that. and then in that feast 3 people from gryffindor, the first years who broke a ton of rules and murdered a teacher, are given 50 points each, and another first year is given 10 points for standing up to his friends or something. suddenly Gryffindor, who I'm pretty sure were last, have won the house cup and everyone else has moved down a spot. Gryffindor's thrilled, they would be, they won. But everyone else, all the other students from the other houses, if i was one of them i'd be pissed regardless of what House i was in, but especially if i'm in the House that has now come last. Seriously? I know what they did was a good thing, but they still broke rules, so they still got 50 points despite that. and, if you know Dumbledore is a Gryffindor, everything just starts to seem worse . and the other Heads of House. oh yeah, Snape would be angry, i would be too, because, as head of house, i know Slytherin isn't all bullies and racists, because ambitious and cunning does not equal evil necessarily, those aren't always negative traits and they can be used for good, and I know how hard my Slytherins have worked to win those house points. but as the hufflepuff or Ravenclaw Head of House i'd be just as pissed. whether he meant to or not, when Dumbledore gave all those points to Gryffindor in the feast, which was already a dick move, that wasn't just a fuck you to Slytherin. It was a fuck you to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff too, who are now third and fourth respectfully. who cares if you follow the rules and do everything you're supposed to do? here's famous Harry Potter, saving the school, and breaking every rule in the process. Gryffindor wins, fuck the rest of you. I don't think Dumbledore fully intended it, but as a student who isn't in Gryffindor and is just a normal kid basically, that's how i'd feel. what's the point in doing all these things and winning all these points if, at the last minute, Dumbledore can turn around and be like "psych Gryffindor wins"? honestly, fuck Dumbledore for that. I want the fic where after that, everyone who isn't Dumbledore just slowly stops trying, where every other House starts to dislike Dumbledore, and maybe even the Golden Trio because, when you show favouritism, that's what happens. Those who aren't in Slytherin hate Snape because he bullies children and b he shows favouritism to Slytherin, rightfully so. You think some wouldn't start to dislike Dumbledore for the same reason of favouritism, and on top of that they got these points for putting themselves in danger which, as 11 year olds they shouldn't have had to do. in second year, while Lucius does threaten some people to sign to have Dumbledore removed, some do it of their own accord, fearing that their children will put themselves in danger to earn house points, in an attempt to save people.

sure, extreme case, but for some of these students, they're still quite young, so when you award this many points for saving the school, some students may go well i may not be able to save the school but i can save other people, even just individuals. and yet Dumbledore still, knowingly or not, shows a level of favouritism to Gryffindors and especially the Weasleys and golden Trio. Ginny opens the chamber of secrets? oh she was mind controlled. yes she was, we know she was, did they prove this to the government or did the government just take Dumbledore's word for this. It was Lucius, he gave her the diary. yes he did you still need proof though. they probably do just take Dumbledore's word for it. look i'm not saying Dumbledore is evil, or means for this to happen. I'm fairly neutral towards him, don't like him, don't hat him either. But if i was a non-Gryffindore student, any blind adoration or worship would have worn off in this instant, so when i then continue to be in danger every year i'm at school after that, i don't necessarily trust him or believe i'll be safe just because he says so, especially if i'm a slytherin and, after hearing there's a troll in the dungeon, i'm sent to my common room... in the dungeon. as a slytherin, i don't, can't, trust Dumbledore to keep me safe. as a Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, i just feel like i wasn't even considered. Oh Gryffindor won, but Slytherin was still second and suddenly I'm last. and if this was done before the feast it would feel less like a massive fuck you, but one of these kids got 50 points for playing chess. oh i hate it, i didn't realise how much this moment pissed me off on behalf of every House that isn't Gryffindor. and i feel like in the movie, they show Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff being happy for Gryffindor or not caring but there were at least some Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws who were pissed. i know there were

#harry potter #albus dumbledore #gryffindor #ravenclaw #hufflepuff #slytherin

[slytherinqueenrose]

Total bastard |Percy Hynes White|

Pairings: Percy Hynes White x Polish!F!Reader

Warnings: bit of cursing, stereotypes about cars, mentions of Harry Potter, let me know if I missed something. It’s shitty by the way.

Additionally: Y/N - Your name, Y/L/N - your last name, Y/F/N - your friend’s name, Y/C/B - Your car brand/car of your choosing

A/N: Hello! That’s my third writing here on Tumblr and I must apologise for the grammar! I’m Polish so English is not my first language and don’t feel too comfortable using it. I’d be very grateful for any feedback about it because I truly don’t know if it’s even comfortable for you to read 😩

———————————————————

You may be wondering how does working on Wednesday set look like and the only word that comes to my mind and describes it perfectly is MAGICAL.

That was my first - let me call it - serious job. I took part in few other productions as an intern mostly and I played a background character only once before getting the role of Wednesday’s cousin. Coming back to the topic - even though I have some experience in films and I know exactly how everything looks behind the scenes, the set of Wednesday was something totally different and new.

Maybe it’s because most of the cast was young and not too popular (not counting Jenna and some other actors of course). That was the first place where I felt like I belong there.

But I also met somebody who desperately tried to break my heart or so I understood it.

Let’s start with a quick introduction. My name is Y/N, I was born in 2000, in Poland which makes me different from my movie character all the way. I was kind of stressed about joining the cast mostly fearing that I won’t be accepted. I mean, they all have became really good friends and what if I they treat me as an intruder ?

The trip to Romania was excellent even though some turbulences happened during my flight. Firstly I was wondering about driving a car (which would take about 12 hours but I thought of taking some stops in Slovakia and Hungary). I love travelling to new places but I decided that buying flight tickets and rent a car while in Romania definitely will be a better option. I needed some way of transport and I truly hated the public communication.

I did as I said, I rented a car and was heading straight to the hotel. The atmosphere of Romanian forests was just wonderful. So mysterious yet so beautiful. I couldn’t get enough of looking at the surroundings and I took few stops on the way to take pictures of as many views as I could.

After an hour or maybe a little bit longer I finally arrived at the hotel. It was just a simple building, not too pretty nor ugly. Cozy actually. It’s totally fine though. I don’t feel too comfortable in luxury places.

“Shitty drivers.” I muttered while trying to park my car on a parking lot. I have to mention that I’m a pain in the arse if it comes to driving. I always stick to the rules and rarely try to break any which often makes other people go insane. I remember my very first time in the US. I rented a car with my friend and she was laughing her arse off almost every time I drove. The only text a remembered after coming back home was “we’re driving with a very sick Jaguar. Almost dead”. And to make it even funnier, I have been overtaken by a bicycle.

Minute of silence, please.

But coming back to my thoughts.

After seeing this one black BMW parked totally wrong, I got a clever idea. What to do to piss off its driver? I parked my car correctly so there was no option for whoever owned that black car, to get inside. Sorry not sorry. I left the car and took my luggage and just when I was heading to the building, someone called after me.

“What do you think you doing? I can’t get into my car, you daughter of the devil!”

I quickly turned around to see a young man opening the black vehicle with his automatic pilot.

“Fly then.” I said with a grin.

“May you move your shitty Y/C/B so I can leave the parking lot?” He added visibility furious.

“Shitty Y/C/B you say. Well, does your BMW have working indicators or they are to cause a huge explosion if you use them?” I asked and raised my brows at him.

Before you’ll start hating me for this I must explain something. Polish people truly hate BMW drivers. It’s not like we don’t buy those cars - we actually do and they are very popular. However seeing a BMW using indicators is something worth celebrating. Does not happen too often, tho. If you happen to see a BMW with working blinkers, you can be sure it’s police driving it.

I didn’t even wait for his response, expecting it to be rude, and just turned around again and that’s when I noticed a certain boy that was portraying Ajax in the show. He was laughing his arse off while leaning against the hotel entrance.

“Well done, whoever you are. Jake is a total shit and makes everyone go crazy with his behaviour.” He said while extending his hand to me which I gladly accepted. “Georgie Farmer, Ajax Petropolus, call me whatever you want.”

“Nice to meet you, Georgie. I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I’m going to portray Wednesday’s cousin, Verity.” I replied with a smile.

“You have a funny accent. You’re not American for sure, aren’t you? I didn’t mean to offend you, of course.” He added.

“Don’t worry about that. English is not my first language so I’m not a mistress of speaking it. The truth is I usually fail doing so.“

„Stop saying so. You speak very well. I like the Brit or Australian sounding. But what’s your nationality then?”

“I come from Poland. Not too far away from here actually which I’m pretty glad about. At least my flight wasn’t tiring.”

“Woah, is that the country which is famous from pierogis?” He gasped visibly amazed and just when I nodded, he grabbed my hand and pulled me after him inside the hotel. I started giggling like crazy. I was totally over the moon because someone seemed to like me and that felt incredible.

“So I suppose you’re pretty stressed now before meeting the rest of the cast but there’s no need to worry. We are all very friendly and really excited to meet new cast members. Some of us are also pretty insane like Percy for example or Oliver but I’m sure that you’re gonna feel comfortable around them.” He said with a pure excitement, opening one of the doors for me. ”I believe that Emma dreams about giving newbies a hotel tour just like Enid would but what about me being your guide today? She’s rambling too much while showing people around.” He said. Well, isn’t it like he was rambling too?

“As long as you keep smiling and being all excited.” I replied winking at him.

And honestly that was the best beginning of a new friendship in my whole life. We spent around an hour running around the building while he was trying to show me everything. And I mean totally EVERYTHING. He even showed me a secret underground room where he, Percy and Oliver meet from time to time to gossip about what had happened during their day. Boys.

“And so this is the last room of ours. We call it a freak day room because we spend most of our free period here. A lot is happening here everyday so don’t be scared seeing whatever is going on there right now.” He said less enthusiastically.

“I’m prepared to see the worst.” I replied giving him a reassuring nod. I could already hear laughter coming from there and I felt sick from fear. I’ve never used to be too confident, not even mentioning popular. I was just a plain, grey, unknown and the least liked person in my school years. I’ve never had real friends. All of my “friendships” usually come to an end after few months.

“Guys, guys, guys, attention please.” Georgie spoke while entering the room. All the laughter stoped and everyone looked at him at once. “Percy, may you please stop this ungodly singing?” He added. “So I want to introduce a new person to all of you and-“

“You met someone new and didn’t tell us sooner?”

“I’m sorry, Emma but I needed to give her a quick tour and talk a little bit. Whatever. Ladies and gentlemen, this is Y/N, Polish miracle with a funny accent.” Georgie chuckled pulling me into the room. I almost fell noticing all those glances.

“Hiya, nice to meet you!”

Let’s say that the very first day with the whole cast was just amazing. Everyone had a lot of questions, some simple, some weirder. We had a lot to discuss and considering the fact that the boys opened a champagne and then another and another, it resulted in a killer headache on the next day.

But it doesn’t matter.

Percy does.

Since the very first time we laid our eyes on each other, there was a sort of a weird tension between us. I felt pretty shy for no reason and he seemed to judge me. Or so I understood because I usually think that people are gossiping about me which never happens actually.

The thing is that he was acting different in my presence. For example this one time when he was listening to music and singing in a tent, he stopped immediately after I joined him and few other cast members. His face expression made me feel sorry for interrupting their fun time however was it my fault that I was just being curious about what was going on in there? Oh, ok. I’m a bit nosy but IT WAS OUR TENT and I had a full right to go in there.

The second time I felt bad was the Halloween day. Emma and I were simply preparing our costumes in our “freak day room” when Percy came. He just leaned on the doorframe with his arms crossed on his chest and was looking at what the both of us were doing. Then, he chuckled and raised his eyebrows.

“What?” I asked confused.

“Well, don’t get me wrong but wouldn’t it be just enough if you would have gone to the festival right after waking up? You know, all sleepy and messy.” He said with his characteristic grin. What was that supposed to mean?

“I was thinking about that actually.” I replied a bit upset forcing a small smile. Yeah.. He basically thought I was ugly. I can’t say I wasn’t though. At the age of 23 I had a lot of insecurities which may seem to be odd for many people.

“What are you planning to wear, Percy?” Emma asked.

“A beautiful smile and my fave hat. Enough to make all ladies gasp.” He chuckled and then left.

“He’s unbearable.”

That definitely was true. The way he laughed at me made me go insane every time. When I couldn’t hold the arrow properly, there he was, laughing his arse off. Same after all my bloopers. We also had a pretty heated argument scene one day and he couldn’t hold his laughter. I didn’t know what was going on. Was I truly this bad at acting? Not even mentioning the way he used to mock my accent and made me feel sorry that it was more British than American. Well, it’s not my fault! Polish schools ONLY teach British vocabulary and accent. It’s more familiar to all of us and additionally I used to grow up only having British or Irish idols. Who doesn’t remember One Direction for example? I was a number one fan and honestly I wouldn’t make it with my English without them. Before I met Percy I thought that the way I spoke didn’t matter but it clearly did. I truly started to have enough.

I can’t not mention the fact of being a Potterhead which was for some reason too funny for him. He used to walk around pointing at me with his fingers and go with “expelliarmus” or “abra cadabra” which wasn’t even a Harry Potter spell (and he knew that but wanted to see me explaining it to him and getting embarrassed). At this point I was truly frustrated.

“I’m so glad I have a bit more free time today. I was thinking about visiting the nearby shopping centre. What about you, Joy?” I said while eating lunch. That was the first day after a month of shooting when I was needless on the set. The most of my scenes have been recorded already and now it was only Jenna and her serie family time.

“I was there loads of times and I never get bored of going there. I will for sure keep you a company. I need to buy some stuff especially after Georgie ate almost all of my candy!” She laughed with pure happiness on her beautiful face.

“What are we doing today ladies?” Percy asked, putting his hands on Joy’s shoulders.

“We plan on escaping and doing some illegal stuff. Wanna join?” She replied with a smirk knowing just well that he definitely would accompany us if it really meant something illegal. He was overly confident and usually into rebelling.

“Does it mean few hours of shopping in cosmetic stuff which I ain’t understand? Then thanks.”

“We’re definitely planning on robbing a jewellery shop.” I said winking at him.

“Would be such a reward to have some new shiny necklaces, wouldn’t it? I bet it could ease your embarrassment after yesterdays fails on set. I really think you’re shitty sometimes.” He chuckled and made my heart shatter.

“Yeah. You’re right. So what about leaving soon, Joy? I think I’ll go to take my phone and car keys now.” I added not looking at him.

“I need to take a shower before we leave. Give me at least an hour, is that fine?” She asked smiling friendly.

“Sure. Take your time.”

As I said I went to my room and just sat there, looking at the wall. I’m shitty. That’s what he thought. How cool is that?

But no. It wasn’t what made me sob. Just not yet. The real reason of my future tears was much worse.

About a week later, just few days before Christmas, we all decided to have a lovely, friendly free period after work without caring about the job, without rehearsing, basically it was supposed to be just a chill out. Eating, doing nothing, maybe dancing a little, you know just a normal evening with friends. I was heading straight to our day room when I heard something what broke my heart into millions of pieces.

“What about you and your screen lover, artist?” Georgie laughed. Gossiping about me then. Fine. I just stood there behind the door to hear more and that was a mistake I wouldn’t make twice if I could turn back time.

“Y/N is… well, let’s say that I really couldn’t get more fantastic partner.” Percy scoffed, purest sarcasm in his voice. “I thought they’re going to hire a hot Latino chick for this role but then she came and I’m… huh. Can’t get over this. It’s a simple misunderstanding. You see, someone like her and someone like me. Not to mention that she’s one or two years above, isn’t she? Like a mama.”

“Oh yeah, I can totally agree, mate.” Olivier replied chuckling.

With that I didn’t even bother to listen to them anymore. I headed back to my room where I decided to call my bestie via FaceTime to let all of my negative emotions out. I sobbed hard for another half an hour and she was just there, looking at me and simply not talking. She was wonderful. She had no idea what happened but was waiting until my cries died, giving me some time before finally listening to the story and starting comforting me.

„Naprawdę nie wiem, co takiego mu zrobiłam.” („I literally have no clue what I’ve done to him to deserve it.”) I said, wiping the tears out of my face.

„Moje biedactwo. A przedstawiają go jako aniołka. Posłuchaj, siostra. Może i traktuje cię w taki a nie inny sposób, ale czemu to ma dla ciebie takie znaczenie?”

(„Poor little thing. Can’t believe he’s portrayed as such an angelic person. Listen to me, sis. He may be treating you like this but why does it actually matter to you?”) Y/F/N replied but just after that we heard my door being opened. I didn’t turn myself in the sound’s direction because I could clearly see in my phone screen who entered my room.

Percy himself.

But what the fuck did he want? I decided to stay unbothered and show no emotions at all. At last I didn’t want him to know that I was eavesdropping. Happily he does not know my mother language so it wasn’t too difficult to continue my conversation without his suspiciousness.

“Wiesz… Podłapałam małego crusha na tym dzieciaku. Nie wiem czemu. Zazwyczaj zachowuje się jakby się naćpał, ale jest dość uroczy i…”

(„You know… I might have fallen for him a bit. I know it’s ridiculous but he’s usually acting high like shit but he’s cute at the same time…”) I replied and saw a clear disbelief in my bestie’s face expression.

“On ci rujnuje samopoczucie z dnia na dzień coraz mocniej, a ty się w nim zakochujesz. Powinnaś się przebadać.”

(„Can’t believe it. He’s making your self confidence fall more and more everyday and you’re just casually falling in love. You should go and see the doctor real quick.”) She added visibly angry.

As we continued discussing this and that, I felt a movement on my bed. Percy sat cross legged behind me with a faint smile on his face which made me truly uncomfortable.

“Jak on w ogóle może tak o, wparować do twojego pokoju i gościć się w nim jak u siebie? Zwłaszcza po tym co powiedział.”

(„It’s so bold that he’s able just come to your room like nothing happened and simply feel like he’s being at his own place. Especially after what he said.”) Y/F/N said looking him straight in the eye. “Wydaje mi się, czy zaraz rzuci na mnie klątwę? Może Avada Kedavra?” (“Is he trying to hex me right now? Or maybe he’s planning on using Avada Kedavra?”)

„Możemy zmienić temat?”

(“May we stop talking about him?”) I asked with a forced smile.

But then I felt a very delicate tapping on my shoulder so I finally turned around to face Percy.

“You didn’t join us. Something’s wrong?

Yes, Percy. Yes. You happened.

“Powiedz mu co o nim myślisz i daj znać jak poszło.”

(“Tell him what you think about him and let me know how it went.”) My bestie added before ending the call.

“I don’t feel too well today so I just decided to stay here and spend some time alone.”

“Come on, sweet things, I know you’re lying.”

What did you call me?

“No idea what you’re talking about. I have a right to feel bad”.

“Something is clearly bothering you”.

How come that he was able to read my mind?

“Well maybe you wouldn’t need to worry about such a shitty thing if I was a hot Latino chick.” I retorted not daring to look him in the eyes. It took him off guard immediately.

“Wait, what?” He asked confused and then his face dropped. “Y/N, have you heard what I said down there in our day room?”

“Obviously. Look, I’m sorry that I got the role and you have to look at my Polish shitty face. I wish I looked different but I can’t. Also sorry for being shitty on set. And additionally I’m sorry for talking the way I do and I’m extremely sorry for liking what I like. I-“ I was cut.

“It’s a misunderstanding, sweet things. Let me explain, please.” He pleaded taking my hand into his and I just nodded. “I didn’t mean anything bad by saying all that stuff earlier. It might have sounded bad or so but I am very happy to have an honour of working with you. What I said about your acting was just a way to tease you. I like when you get flustered. I’m not laughing at the way you sound. I find it extremely attractive. I have a weakness for girls speaking languages and changing accents. Harry Potter is absolutely fine and I like it too. I mean, I like it a lot and even have a Dark Wand somewhere at my house. And what I said today… Sweet things, it was all positive. You see, I truly couldn’t get any better person to portray my lover. You’re just perfect doing your job. I also didn’t mean anything - I swear - anything bad talking about you and I feel like I wouldn’t be enough for you. So that’s why I told that someone like me couldn’t be with someone like you. You’re just much more mesmerising and too good to ever be mine. I’m so sorry about making you feel bad all this time.” He added with a pure sadness in his eyes.

This time I was taken aback.

“Wait, does it mean that-“

“I like you and truly wish we could start all over again. If you want of course. I get it if you don’t feel like being with someone younger.”

“You know that the age doesn’t really matter?”

“So is that a yes?”

“It doesn’t hurt to try though. But don’t you dare calling me “mama”. Like ever again.”

“Of course not. Never.”

Yeah, he was absolutely going to call me that. Seeing his little grin made me realise he’s not the one to trust at all.

To: Bestie 😈

Percy and I got together.

That might piss her off.

From: Bestie 😈

HAVE YOU GONE NUTS!

_____________________________________

A/N: I really am going to shit myself not knowing your opinion 🥲.

#percyhyneswhite x reader #percy hynes white x reader #percy hynes white imagine #percyhyneswhite #percy imagine #wednesday #xavier thrope imagine #xavier x reader #xavier x you #xavier thorpe #xavier thrope fanfic

[impishtubist]

not really a hot take but what are your thoughts/headcanons for wolfstar only admitting their feelings and/or getting together after azkaban

MY THOUGHTS ARE THAT THIS IS MY FAVORITE VERSION OF WOLFSTAR.

We all already know that I'm not really interested in them at Hogwarts or during the First War. They're too young and I don't care. But during the canon years, when they're in their 30s? YES that is the best version of Wolfstar. Characters are only interesting to me when they are full adults, apologies to the twenty-something crowd.

I think this could happen many different ways! Maybe Sirius doesn't know that he's queer--he always thought that he was straight at school, and then after he was focused on the war and his friends dying and sexuality sort of took a back seat to all of that. Maybe it's not until he's stuck in Grimmauld with Remus during OOTP that he starts to realize he's not as straight as he once thought.

Maybe they both knew they were queer but they always dated other boys at school--which is fine! Sirius and Remus are allowed to have other loves who are not each other, and who are important to them! I'm sick of fics where the two of them are jealous over each other lmao, you don't own someone just because you have a crush on them. Actually, I love the idea of them never having a crush on each other as kids and young adults! And then in their 30s, they're both like "wait...............you're kind of attractive actually."

I think it happens during Sirius’s birthday in 1995. He and Remus are alone at Grimmauld, and while Sirius is miserable being stuck in the house and missing Harry, he’s glad to at least have his oldest/closest friend with him. I think Remus does what he can to make the day special for Sirius--maybe bakes him something of Effie Potter’s that he’d always liked, though Remus is shit at baking and it comes out terribly. Sirius eats it anyway, because Remus had tried and that means more than anything. Remus doesn’t have any money for a present, but maybe he found a box of James and Lily’s things he’s been keeping all these years, or a box of Sirius’s old things, or maybe they sit together with a photo album and Remus describes some memories to Sirius that he forgot b/c of the Dementors. And then, idk, I think at one point Sirius would just go for it and lean over and kiss Remus, and they both would be like oh.

And then when the school year ends Harry runs away from the Dursleys and goes to live with his gay uncles the end.

#imp speaks #chaos night #hot take night #but not a hot take #wolfstar raising harry #wolfstar

[utilitycaster]

I never got into D20 because I really didn't like Fantasy High, but I started Neverafter and I really like it so far. What non Fantasy High campaigns would you recommend?

Depends on what you're into! I've done my best but also given you an overview of all D20 campaigns in case you want to browse, and also in a possibly futile attempt to stave off people recommending things that I would not recommend in the notes which usually happens with D20 recs.

Recommended For You(Based on the fact you are liking Neverafter and did not like Fantasy High)

A Crown of Candy is a full-length campaign with the same cast as Neverafter (often referred to as the Intrepid Heroes Cast) that is, essentially, what if Game of Thrones, but everyone is food. It's very good and it's the first season where they switched up the earlier RP/Combat alternating rhythm, and they have never looked back (thankfully)

Escape from the Bloodkeep is their first sidequest, so it's short and sweet. Premise is "What if the villains of LOTR were the main characters, and also Sauron just fucking died". Notable for Matt Mercer playing When The Gay Baristas Get Mean Witch-King of Angmar and Erika Ishii playing Wine Mom Shelob but the whole cast is incredible.

If you like horror-inflected games or Dracula Daily, Coffin Run is REALLY good and is also a sidequest. Jasmine Bhullar is a fantastic guest DM, the set design is stunning, and Zac Oyama is unbelievably funny in this one.

A Court of Fey and Flowers was extremely popular on Tumblr a few months ago and for good reason. Feywild Regency Romance vibes. A hack of Good Society was used but it was mostly D&D. My favorite Aabria DM-ing yet. Mid-length season (longer than Bloodkeep/Coffin Run, shorter than A Crown of Candy or what Neverafter will be.)

The Unsleeping City is also a full-length campaign with two seasons. Urban Fantasy set in modern day New York City, some of my favorite characters of the Intrepid Heroes Cast, but the first season does suffer from alternating RP/Combat. The second season is in my opinion much stronger and I like the two characters who switched, but the first season is still pretty good.

Maybe?

Pirates of Leviathan. It takes place in the same world as Fantasy High but it's mostly adult characters. It was filmed during early lockdown, remotely, which means the entire cast is people they trusted to be very comfortable with D&D, and also meant they could actually get Matt, Marisha, B. Dave Walters, Krystina Arielle, Aabria, and Carlos Luna to coordinate schedules. It's a short season and it's very fun.

Probably not your thing because they are teen-centric/too close to Fantasy High

Obviously you said fantasy high wasn't your thing. I do think season 2, their only ever live season, was much, much stronger than the first season (which had plenty of growing pains) and it takes place outside of the school (it's spring break and they're on a quest) so if your issue was specifically the format of RP/Combat or being in a high school, and not that it was teen characters (valid to not want) then skipping to that one might be fine, but if the issue was the characters then skip this too.

The Seven is also in the Fantasy High setting, also with teen characters, though they also are on a quest outside the school.

Misfits and Magic is a (trans-inclusive) Harry Potter-influenced game run in Kids on Brooms. Fun and done well, but I'll admit I'm just kind of too over HP to be that into it and it is also about teens again.

Shriek Week is in a dating sim game designed and run by Gabe Hicks. Fun and silly and short and sweet, again with a great cast, but not remotely like Neverafter and if you're not interested in a school/young adult setting (the characters are seniors in college) then skip.

Not my faves, personally

I know a lot of people like Mice & Murder and again, the cast is great, but the low magic and the mystery run in D&D just doesn't do it for me; I do like a British manor mystery even, but D&D is just. it's not the right system. Everyone's a fucking low-level rogue. There's almost no combat. I do always love Rekha though and I want to see Sam Reich play D&D again.

Tiny Heist - the monologues I just posted aside, the premise just didn't work for me, even though, as always, the cast is great. I just think that if you are playing D&D and the cast is mostly rogues and fighters and you're like level 3, you should really just probably run a different system.

I like this one but I truly have no idea when to recommend it

Starstruck Odyssey: I like Starstruck Odyssey a lot! It's also in a different system (SW5e) and it's in a very different space opera setting, and it's truly a ridiculous and convoluted plot even for Brennan, so it's one of those things where it's like, if you are down with all those things please go ahead! But it's not the season I'd spring on a newcomer unless I knew they loved space opera or labyrinthine plots or SW5e.

#answered #Anonymous #not maintagging #recommendations

[underburningstars]

A/B/O Drarry request draco finds out he is pregnant and plans to confront Harry about it

I'M BACK! *nervous laugh* Sorry for the delay anon

on ao3

----------------------------------------------------------

Pairing : Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Tags : A/B/O, Alpha!Harry, Omega!Draco, Pregnancy, Insecurities.

----------------------------------------------------------

"Congratulations, Mr. Malfoy. You're pregnant."

The words buzz around Draco's ears. He can't believe what she's saying.

"That's-that's not possible. I'm on my supressents. How can I get pregnant?" Draco was confused. He never missed his supressents and was always careful about them. So, why did this happen?

"Sometimes these supressents don't work." The Healer explained softly, "Especially, when you're near your heat or intercourse with an extremely compatable partner."

Extremely compatable, Draco thought scornfully.

Fuck.

-

Draco apparated home in a trance. As he stepped into his bedroom, he saw Pansy waiting for him on his bed.

"So, what did the Healer say? All okay, right?"

"Nothing is okay, Pansy. My whole existence is doomed." He plopped on the bed beside her, head falling on his hands.

"Uh...you look fine to me." Pansy shrugged.

"No no no," Draco lifted and shook his head frantically, "You don't understand. My life is ruined. Everything I've build is gone."

"Then make me understand you jackass." Pansy said, exasperatingly.

"Pansy, My dear friend," Draco put both his hands on Pansy's shoulders, "I'm pregnant."

Pansy blinks at him and then, "WHAT?!"

"I-I, it just happened okay! I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?" Pansy stood up and started pasing around the room, "Oh Merlin, Draco how could you be so irresponsible? You've worked so hard to restore your reputation. Sorry sorry, I'm panicking. I should support you now. Okay, so do you know who the Alpha is?" she asked.

"No." He lied, "I don't know who the Alpha is."

"Stop lying to me, you bastard." Pansy hollered.

"I'm not lying!" he insisted, uselessly.

"Yes you are. You're left eye twitched." she pointed out, "You're lying."

Draco groaned, regretting his long friendship with her, "It's Potter." He mumbled.

"Speak louder Draco. I can't hear anything."

"Potter" he repeated, "It's Potter."

Pansy kept looking at him with a blank look in her face. Suddenly her eyes widened and she gasped, "Merlin's balls! You're serious."

"Of course I'm serious. Why would I lie about this?"

"You lied a minute ago." Pansy points out.

"That was then, this is now." He waves his hand in an act of dismissal, causing Pansy's eyes to twitch in annoyance. "New minute, new me."

"Fuck you. But I guess that's already done now, right. By Potter, of all people. What the fuck were you thinking?"

"That's the problem Pans." Draco says, laying down on the bed and whining, "I wasn't. We both weren't. We were both so drunk and I don't even remember what happened. Just that I woke up next to Potter in his shitty house naked and two weeks later I'm pregnant. I'm both literally and metaphorically fucked."

"So what are you gonna do now? You're gonna tell him?" she asks.

"Nope. No way that's happening." He disagrees instantly.

"What are you thinking of doing Draco?"

"I'll raise it alone." He announces.

"Alone." Pansy says, voice incredibly deadpanned.

"Yeah, how hard could it be?"

-

Turns out it was very, very hard.

Three months into pregnancy and Draco wanted to pull his hair out in frustration. The morning sickness and crazy mood swings were killing him. And he was killing Pansy, Blaise and Theo with his ridiculous cravings.

Working had become harder too. He was showing a bit but that could easily be hidden with his robes. No, the main issue was his swollen legs and sudden bouts of sickness.

The Healer says it's due to the absence of the Alpha. But Draco has done well for the past three months without Potter and he could do the rest too, mo matter what his friends said regarding this.

By the fourth month his health was rapidly worsening. He couldn't eat anything without throwing up, he had fainted twice in one week and had lost too much weight. He had to take leave from his job even though he didn't want to.

By this point, Pansy had enough of his shit.

"You're are writing to Potter right now." Pansy was seething in front of him.

"No I'm not." He refused on e more.

"Why not Draco? I'm so sick of your stupid stubbornness." she yelled.

"I-I can't okay?! What good would come telling him? Do you think he'd be happy? That he is going to have a kid with a Death Eater. No, he'll reject both me and the kid."

Pansy softened at that, sitting beside him on the bed. "Of he doesn't want you or the kid - which is dumb but Gryffindors aren't really popular for their smarts - then we'll think of something else. But right now you're too sick and not telling him wouldn't only endanger you but also the child. Write to him Draco."

Draco knows she's right. But the thought of rejection still scares him. At last he accepts defeat and owls Potter a simple letter.

Potter,

We need to talk.

It's an emergency.

Come to my place at 10:00 am tomorrow.

DLM

Draco couldn't sleep a wink that night. The anxiousness of talking to Potter about this was making him restless.

He never received a reply from Potter. So, in the morning he was silently hoping that The Boy Who Got Him Pregnant would just avoid the letter.

But he wouldn't be Harry Potter if he didn't make his life miserable, would he?

Draco almost jumped out of his skin when he heard someone knock the door. Pansy gave him a weird look and went to open the door.

Soon Potter was striding inside the living room. Just as the rude wanker he was he didn't even greet Draco as he came in. Only stared at Draco's extremely visible bump without a hint of subtlety.

Outside he could hide his bump with robes and Glamours but at home he didn't bother with any of that.

When none of them said anything Pansy rolled her eyes and have them both pointed looks. "I'm going inside my room. You two have a lot to talk about." the she addressed Draco, "Call me if you need anything."

After Pansy leaves, a pregnant silence settles between them (pun not intended). Draco fiddles with the sleeves of his jumper and Potter shuffles uncomfortably.

"Um...so con-congractulations?" in the end Potter breaks the silence.

"Thank you." Draco gupls, trying to gain courage for saying the next worda but Potter talks again.

"So, uh-who's the Alpha?" Potter asks.

"Don't pretent to be stupid Potter. I know you're smart enough to connect the dots." in any other circumstances Draco would give love potion to Umbridge rather than complement Potter but right now he really didn't have the patience for such nonsensical pretense.

"Shit." Potter remarked.

"Exactly." Draco agreed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Potter asked. "It's clearly not new. Why are just saying it now?"

"My health is declining. The Healer says it's due to the absence of the Alpha. So, I decided to own you." Draco explained.

"So-so what? You weren't ever going to tell me otherwise?" when Draco didn't answer Potter let out a harsh laugh, "Are you mental?! How could you not think of telling me? It's my child!"

"With a Death Eater!" he yelled, "It's your child, sure. But it's your child with a Death Eater and the boy who bullied you and your friends all through school. There is no reason for you to want this child. And we're drunk when it happened. I didn't even know if you remembered anything." He rambled.

"Malfoy." Potter's voice was much softer now, "Weren't drunk. We're tipsy at best. When I asked you if you were sure about this you said yes. So making up dumb excuses in your head."

Draco opened his mouth to protest but Potter didn't stop talking, "And cut the crap with the Death Eater talk. You go out for drinks with Ron and 'Mione.

You're friendly with most of our peers. The only one you ever avoid is me. Even that morning you ran away. Then didn't bother to tell me about the pregnancy. Why? And answer truthfully."

"It's difficult." Draco sighed. "Interacting with you is difficult. With the others things slowly settled down. I asked for forgiveness and eventually most of them forgave me.

But our animosity in school was much more intense than my bigotry towards Weasley or Granger." Draco stopped for a while, carefully contemplating his words." I-we're different Potter. Our behavior wasn't normal. Kids don't do that.

And I-I didn't even apologize properly to you. Or thank you for-for helping me during my and mother's trial. I wanted to. Apologize and show my gratitude but I had no idea how to talk to you. And then so much time passed that avoiding you became easier.

Then this happened." He pointed at his bump with his hand, "And I didn't want to hear you reject the child because you had it with a Death Eater.

I was scared of your reaction and hiding was much more easier. But I guess you knowing was inevitable in the end." He shrugged trying to appear nonchalant but the tension on his body gave him away.

Potter didn't say anything for a while. Then he sat down on the love seat beside the armchair, "I was going to ask to to dinner."

Draco was surprised to hear that and clinked at the the man.

"Don't look so shocked. I was. But I woke up and you were gone. Then you relentlessly avoided me in the Ministry. So I thought you didn't want to anything with me. And then you send me a stupid letter with no information whatsoever and I find out that you're pregnant. With my child. Wow." Potter chuckled.

"Well nothing is ever simple with us, is it?" Draco let a little smile creep into his face.

"No, I guess it's not."

"Is the" He clears his throat, "offer for lunch still there?"

"Oh!" Potter immediately perks up, "Yes! It's-it's there of course. Tomorrow?"

"I have an appointment with the Healer tomorrow morning." He smiles at Potter apologically.

"Maybe-maybe we could go together. I can also learn stuff, y'know." Potter bites his loos looking all kinds of unsure.

"S-sure." Potter immediately relaxes. "You can pick me up at 10:30. And then lunch?"

"Then lunch."

They both smile at each other. The future was looking quite different from the one Draco imagined. Maybe he should listen to Pansy more.

#draco malfoy #harry potter #draco lucius malfoy #harry james potter #draco x harry #draco malfoy x harry potter #harry x draco #harry potter x draco malfoy #drarry #slytherin #gryffindor #slytherdor #alpha beta omega #Alpha!Harry #Omega!Draco #pregnancy #tw mpreg #ao3 #fanfiction #ttt

[theclearblue]

When reading a book or watching a series, have you :

a. Finish a book or a series, even when you dislike the mc until the end but love the story (What's the title?)

b. Finish a book or a series, even when you dislike the story but love the mc (what's the title?)

c Finish a book or a series, even when you dislike the mc and story but love the worldbuilding (what's the title?)

d. Finish a book or a series, even when you dislike the mc, story, worldbuilding but still finish it for whatever reason (what's the title?)

The thing about me is I will drop a series very easily, if it can't hold my attention I'll be usually just drop it and move on lol. A and C are automatically out because I'm a big character reader/watcher, so if I find the main character boring or annoying, it's not for me. Not that the main character needs to be my favorite, they often aren't, but this is the character that the reader spends the most time with and it's through their POV usually, I should find them likeable or interesting enough to continue to care about plot/worldbuilding/everything else. There are exceptions to this in the form of I grew up reading the same YA slop that everyone my age read, so looking back I completed a lot of series that weren't very good and had main characters I found annoying. Harry Potter, Divergent, Maximum Ride, Pendragon series, Cinder, none of these hold up unfortunately (main exceptions to this being PJO, Hunger Games, and the Uglies series <3).

For the second question, the only one that comes to mind is Legend of Korra. LOVE Korra, I think she's a really interesting avatar and her character journey is really great to follow, but the series does get hampered by convoluted romance plot lines that I didn't care about, production issues that greatly rushed the pacing in season 4, and I didn't really care about the plot by the end because it was so all over the place. I don't think Korra herself is an issue in the series though, she gets way too much shit.

The last scenario where I finish it without liking anything is usually when I've invested a lot of time and love into a series and then it just falls on it's face at the end. Voltron comes to mind instantly where I just hated everything about Season 7 and 8, but I'm on Seasons 7 and 8 so I might as well finish the damn thing. Same exact scenario with Game of Thrones (the tv show). Showa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu is a 10/10 series until the "twist" with the open ending, it was soooo unnecessary and like. It wasn't crashing and burning like Voltron and GOT, it just abruptly slaps you in the face with it before leaving lmao. So maybe it doesn't fit because I DO love everything else about it, but this ending would color how I view the series on a reread, and that sucks. Other series like this would be Blue Flag, Death Note, Attack on Titan (kind of, the series is mostly fine I just got really grossed out with the antisemitism in season 4), The Promised Neverland season 2, Darling in the Franxx (idk why i started let alone completed this), Eragon series, Allegiant (looking back I hate the entire Divergent series, but this is the first time I remember finishing a series and hating the ending). There are probably more than this as well lol.

#asks

[snake-berry]

request info!

fanart requests are currently open :)

ok so my pinned post used to be my old request info, so im just re-doing it bc the old one is sort of out of date. soooo just ignore this if you are not interested <3

i take fanart requests for asoiaf and harry potter, tho i am more involved in the asoiaf stuff nowadays.

i draw both individual characters/groups and ships!

i do not accept all requests just because i have to be at least moderately interested in a suggestion to draw it. however i just dont reply to requests im not going to be doing, like im not going to put you on blast publicly lmao.

please ONLY send requests in my ask box! i do not take requests that are sent to my chat, ive had some unsettling requests sent privately in my chat before and so i prefer to only be contacted thru my ask box since it is a more open forum. you can use my chat if you want to just talk or whatever, thats fine id love to get to know ppl on here better, but i will not consider a request that isnt sent in my ask box. (asking for clarification for my request boundaries in chat is completely okay, just send the final request to my ask box!)

no i will NOT draw your oc... if it is a asoiaf/hp oc and you have a visual reference for them ig i would consider it, but im not going to draw someone's non-fandom related original character, esp not as a free request.

i do not take commissions, my art is fairly rudimentary so i feel like id be scamming yall lmao. so dont worry abt that, just send a request!

if i dont respond after you send a request once, its possible i missed it and you should feel free to send it again. however if i ignore it twice, your piece is either taking a while to complete or i chose not to do it based on personal preferences. so do not send the same request more than twice please!

i take requests from anons, thats perfectly fine!

if you have a suggestion for my asoiaf portrait series, please send one! or two! or three! i will always take requests for that series, and never reject them like 99% of the time.

i have other media i enjoy outside of asoiaf/hp, and would be happy to do fanart for some of those fandoms too, so you can look at my blog for the list of media im interested in or send me a chat if there is a fandom you want me to draw for! i will probably not draw for anything i am not familiar with, though.

i do have an ao3 (alrighty_aph and pseud snake_berry) but i am not currently taking fic requests. if there is something you really want me to write, you can send me a chat about it, but its much less likely that ill accept your fic request as opposed to a fanart request as i am currently knees-deep in my f&b longfic!

light nsfw requests are okay, but i will not draw anything too explicit.

you can be as specific or nonspecific as you want in a request tbh, either is fun for me in its own way!

ok sorry for the length but i just wanted to be thorough bc ive had bad experiences with requests in the past! (not anyone ive actually drawn for, just people i ignored bc they sent something i straight up prefaced i wouldnt do and then proceeded to harass me in my chat). but thats all so go ahead and shoot me a request if you have one! :)

#fanart request #asoiaf fanart #harry potter fanart #valyrianscrolls

[aropride]

NO SERIOUSLY hp fans will hear "jk rowling is bad and theres a lot of racism in the series" and then go and defend that its not racist because of the blood purity aspect and how it "deconstructs that" when it literally never does and do you HEAR YOURSELF YOURE TALKING ABOUT BLOOD PURITY. POINT A AND POINT B ARE RIGHT THERE AND YOURE NOT CONNECTING THEM.

sorry as a former fan of the series and a trans person with reading comprehension ive had to have way too many conversations about hp recently and its driving me up a wall. merry christmas ^_^

hi im late answering this sorry i went 2 eat dinner and then forgot to respond BUT LITERALLY!!! i watched shaun's harry potter video last night and there is SO much racism in that series- way more than i remembered and i remembered a LOT. like. the fucking house elves just in general and how hermione is treated as an annoyance for saying "hey maybe we should not keep a certain race as slaves and treat them as inferior and say they like being slaves" and how the slavery and bigotry and general shittiness of the system of the wizarding world isnt resolved at all but it "ends happily ever after" like NO IT DOESNT? not for anyone but the white main characters who become cops and shit because those systems of oppression are still in place after the series ends and that's. framed as a good thing? because jkr is like, incapable of realizing that sometimes The Whole System needs to change rather than just the people in charge. and you'd think it'd be pretty easy to figure that out when the system is literally built on slavery and racism, but. well she's racist and just an idiot, so.

it's like she knows "racism is wrong" and "bigotry is wrong" as statements and tries to show that in her work by having, like, a muggle-born wizard do well in classes, or a strong woman who's still feminine or whatever, or having the wizard racists be the bad guys, but she doesn't understand WHY racism and bigotry are wrong and awful so she ends up supporting those things in every other aspect of the narrative that isn't a direct intentional allegory for those things and half the time also when it is!

like idk i read the books the first time when i was 10 or so and even then i was like. "hey why is slave labor glamorized in this kid's book i'm reading? that's kinda fucked up!" or like "it's kinda weird that sometimes the Good Guys do fucked up stuff but it's fine because they're Good, isn't doing a bad thing still bad if you're on the good side?" or "why are characters being fat treated as something that makes them a Bad Person / a signifier that they are Bad People" or again: Why is there slavery in the wizard books! why is it rationalized with "they like being slaves" and "they're sad if they can't be slaves!" or "tricking them into not being slaves would be more cruel than enslaving them in the first place" (<- real thing that was on the pottermore website !)

side note, but why was jkr trynig to talk about things like slavery and racism and blood purity and nazi ideology in a fantasy series meant for children anyway. that feels.. incredibly unnecessary and weird. <- leaving this in for transparency but someone sent me an ask that made me rethink this & i do think it's important for those subjects to be addressed in fiction, even fiction meant for children, as they're already experiencing those things & sheltering them does them a disservice. jkr approached it very badly and the story would have been better off without her attempt at exploring it but in general it's not a bad things to address those things in fiction

and not to mention the way most of the characters who weren't white and british were stereotypical caricatures and even their fucking names-- kingsely shacklebolt, anthony goldstein, and cho chang come to mind-- that speaks for itself, really

and the antisemitism that's present through all of the books. the blood purity and the fucking goblins.. jkr why are your goblins identical to antisemitic caricatures and why do they run the underground banks, answer quick and then kill yourself please! like maybe it wasn't intentional but it's still incredibly fucked up and to my knowledge she hasn't spoken about it or apologized at all.

and that's not even to mention the transphobia. which is only slightly present in the books (Bad People who are women are depicted with masculine traits fairly frequently) but as we all know jkr is a raging transphobe with far too much influence over trans legislation in britain and believes everyone who supports her work supports her transphobia. also she allies with far-right activists and people who ally with the far-right far too frequently like literally any of that should cause people to want to drop her and harry potter in general

though even if that weren't a factor at all. personally i wouldn't want to support or engage with hp at all because of All The Racism. and fatphobia and abuse apologism and ableism and misogyny and antisemitism and homophobia and queer baiting and Oh Yeah, the racism again! like i'm embarassed to have ever been a fan of it and supported it like genuinely idk why i was comfortable engaging with it despite All Of That. granted i didnt pick up on everything when i was 10-12 but even the stuff i did understand as a kid was gross and i wish i'd stopped reading it and engaging with it the second i realized that

sorry for writing an entire essay there is a lot to hate abt that damn series !and merry christmas LOL may you never have to hear about hp ever again 🙏

(ID: two dark red banners with black text meant to look like it's dripping. the first reads "harry potter fans fuck off" and the second reads "ter-fs fuck off too". end ID)

#do u like my banners im not bothering to censor this so they are my first line of defense against wizard book likers #second line is Well i shan't say but it would get me suspended on twitter for threats or something probably #ask #sinsear-aisteach #anti harry potter #racism tw #slavery tw #nazi tw #transphobia tw #hp tw #fuck jkr