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kyyshobbies · 1 year

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Harry Potter - interest 1

I’ve always been super into anything fantasy and I was immediately drawn to the wonderful world of harry potter. Over the years I’ve been getting more and more into fandom and much more. I’ve even tried shifting into the HP universe (with no luck yet.) I’ve even started collecting the Nobel collection along with other items- some items coming straight from Hogsmeade + Diagon alley in universal studios Florida :)

If you are into HP like i am, here is a short little intro.

I’m in Slytherin even though many people say I'm a Slytherpuff. I have the full book set along with the whole movie set! :) I sometimes go onto HEXRPG (Hogwarts Extreme) to keep my creativity flowing and it’s a way to learn more about the wizarding universe :)

Favorites-

Book: Goblet of fire // Movie: Philosopher’s stone, Prisoner of Azkaban

Character(s): Weasley Family, Sirius Black, Bellatrix Lestrange

Collectables-

I'm still collecting to this day and I think I'm gonna use this blog as a way to keep track of the said collection. If you aren’t into collecting or anything like that I’d just skip this bit.

✧3D models/puzzles (Hogwarts express, Weasley wizard wheezes, madam malkins, hagrid’s hut, the burrow, ford Anglia (Weasley’s flying car), full-scale model of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry)

✧Offical clothing (all clothes made in the same place all the costumes were made. Fred Weasley Christmas jumper + Slytherin tie)

✧ Chocolate frog cards including two chocolate frog boxes (Chocolate Frog Box: Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff - Chocolate Frog Packages: Godric Gryffindor, Garrick Ollivander, Merlin, Albus Dumbledore)

✧Fred + George Items: Twins Yule Ball Funko pop figures, Nose biting teacup, extendable ear, puking pastilles, Weasley wizard wheezes enamel pin, Double Costume Card Weasley Twins Philosopher’s Stone quidditch robes

✧Nobel Collection: Marauder’s Map, Gringotts coin collection, Bellatrix Lestrange Dagger, Magical Creature No. 6 Buckbeak, Slytherin Wand Stand

✧ Other miscellaneous: Weasley Wizard Wheezes stationary set, Slytherin quidditch captain t-shirt, Quidditch Keepsakes Box with removable quaffle and bludgers, Sirius Black interactive wand (Universal Studios Florida), Goblet of Fire DADA class lego set, Harry Potter Pez Set (1 Dumbledore, 1 Harry, 1 Hermione, 2 Ron), Sirius Black wanted poster

#harry potter #slytherin #ravenclaw #gryfindor #hufflepuff

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thesingingbear · 6 years

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Slytherpuff twins

Hufflepuff: i want pancakes

Slytherin: if you make them I'll grab your stuff for you

Hufflepuff: *mixes batter and gets pan out* Can you flip them? I can't ever do it right

Slytherin: fine. *cooks all the pancakes and cuts up fruit for side*

#slytherpuff #slytherin #hufflepuff #hogwarts houses #twins #hp #harry potter fandom #harry potter #slytherpuff twins #slytherpuff siblings

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sassmundthejust · 3 years

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How a friendship of a single hufflepuff (me) and 3 of my college slytherin friends looks like.

#slytherin #hufflepride #hufflepuff #slytherpride #slytherpuff #harry potter #draco malfoy #luna lovegood #hermione granger #ron weasley #weasly twins

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seriouslyblacklikemysoul · 7 years

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Sunshine - Cedric Diggory x Reader

Request: Can you make a Cedric Diggory imagine? I quite don’t have a story about what to make but I love your writing and I hope you’ll make a best imagine with your own imagination. I admire your work so much!

Warnings: My English? Slytherin reader Gifs aren’t mine/ Credits to their original owners. Word Count~ 1.1k It’s small, I know and I am really sorry. MASTERLIST

You could have sworn that the sun didn’t shine as brightly as that boy. You could say that even the kindest of people weren’t as kind as him; models weren’t as beautiful as him; nurses weren’t as caring as he was. The galaxy wasn’t as breathtaking and majestic as Cedric. He was perfect and he didn’t even realize it. He was popular, got along with almost everyone and you… well, you were you. Plain, old you. You were a Slytherin but you didn’t have enemies, you didn’t criticize people… you weren’t Slytherin material, yet you were a green snake- how could he ever take a liking to you. You would have never guessed what was about to happen. It wasn’t that you hadn’t talked to each other. He was polite and greeted you every time he saw you- he even stayed sometimes to chat a bit about a paper, the weather or Quidditch. You were always up for it- how could you not be? At first, he was surprised. You were a Slytherin after all. But then he grew warmer and opened up. He was quite the charmer, that was for sure. There were many things, however, that he was besides that. And you slowly discovered them. You held longer conversations-mostly in the Library. You didn’t know this, but the only reason he was visiting the Library so often was to see you. You were in that very place now. You may were a Slytherin but Snape was your worst nightmare. You needed to study harder. You were lost in your thoughts and you missed the way he was staring at you. You had missed it every single time it had happened. In fact, you were oblivious to the fact that he was a bit puzzled himself about his feeling. Because only Merlin knew he had feelings for you. Well, Merlin and half of the school, that is. You had enough. You closed the book you were holding with a loud thump and banged your head against the table in front of you. It was hard enough- being a Slytherin that was best friends with the Weasley twins and genuinely caring about Harry. You never cared about blood statuses. You were a Pureblood but you had rebelled against your parents’ wishes once you were old enough to think for yourself. Being pathetically awful in Potions was just making things a hundred times worse. You mentally rolled your eyes at yourself. Your head snapped up at the sound of a low chuckle. Your eyes met his and you felt your cheeks go pink. You smiled and pouted simultaneously, something that made him smile warmly and sat down next to you. His scent had already intoxicated you. Creamy, warm and rich- like vanilla, honey and cashmere. “What’s wrong, sunshine?” he asked you in a playfully mocking way. You rolled your eyes, gesturing at the table, which was covered with books and notes. “Snape happened, sunshine” you answered sarcastically but you couldn’t help your smile-something strange happened. He seemed to brighten your entire word whenever he would do as much as look at you. He accidentally brushed his fingers against yours while he was reaching for the book you had previously closed. You blushed like mad and he noticed it… and the strangest thing happened. He smiled even brighter and locked eyes with you. You couldn’t look away from his soft and kind eyes, but even if you could, you wouldn’t. After a while, he lowered his eyes to the book and grimaced. “Maybe… um, I could help you? If you want me to, of course” he suggested shyly and that moment you knew he was too precious for this world. How could a guy like that like someone like you? “You would do that?” you asked taken aback. Sure, he was a Hufflepuff but… helping a Slytherin? Yes, he was kind and caring and helpful… but- “Of course” he simply answered. Okay, stop it-he is being friendly, you moron. He offered help, not a date! Yeah, like that could happen! “There is a catch, though” he added, a smirk plastered on his face. Of course. You furrowed your eyebrows. His eyes met yours and something twinkled in them. “You’d have to go out on a date with me”. What? You froze, unable to talk or blink or breathe. His face fell. You didn’t like him like that, he thought. He was about to let you know that you didn’t have to and he would play it off but he was cut off by you- you felt like you had won the lottery. “That has to be the best part of your offer” you admitted. It was time to let him know how you felt all these years. He looked shocked like he didn’t expect you to say those words. “Listen, Ced, I want to be honest with you. Can I?” you began, knowing that there was no turning back now. Maybe it would be okay. “You can tell me everything, you know that sunshine” he assured you, encouraging you. If your heart wasn’t beating as loud, you would be able to hear his. “I like you. A lot. But I’m a Slytherin, Ced-” you finally admitted. Not being able to handle his honest gaze and facing down. He softly placed a hand on your chin, forcing your head up. You were electrified by that simple touch. “And I don’t care” he gently yet passionately said. You were about to protest but you were cut off in the best way possible. His soft, full lips were on yours. It took you approximately two seconds to react. Your hands cupped his face and held him there- he was too precious and valuable and you didn’t even want to breathe. He smiled into the kiss before he pulled away. His lips tasted like caramel. You wanted more. “I don’t want to spend just a day with you, sunshine. I want all of them to be with you” he whispered tenderly and you knew that your heart had stopped beating for a couple of seconds. Instead of an answer- you were aware that you couldn’t verbalize your feelings- you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him in a feverish kiss. He tried to reason you once you bit his bottom lip. “Love- we are still in the Library. Not that I would really mind, though” he chuckled as you caught your breath. You blushed but smirked nonetheless. “Care to continue this some place more… private?” you purred and you heard him groan a bit. Your smirk became a devilish one. “What do you have in mind?” he husked near your ear. “Um, I don’t know… Your dorm, perhaps?” you cooed and he laughed but you both knew that you meant it. It would be safe to say that you never got to study that day. Or the next one. Or the day after that.

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cosmiclove-heavenstruck · 3 years

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Midnight Quidditch Games | Harry Potter

Pairing: Harry Potter x Gryffindor!Reader (written with a female reader in mind, though the gender is not stated)

Wordcount: 3800 words

Warnings: none, just fluff and friends-to-lovers

Summary: Fred and George come up with the idea of hosting illegal Quidditch Games for all four houses every Friday night. Harry convinces Reader to play with him and they end up on the same broom.

a/n: No Voldemort Au, set in Harry's fifth year. English is not my native language, so there might be spelling/grammar mistakes. (Based on a headcanon by @/ murphcooper on tumblr)

Friday was my favourite day of the week, and there were two reasons for that: One, it was the start of the weekend, and two, we played Quidditch.

Up until fifth year, the most I had to do with the popular wizarding sport was cheering at the official school games for the Gryffindor team and attending the Quidditch World Cup in 1994. Then Fred and George came up with a very illegal, yet very exciting and fun idea, which was to host unofficial Quidditch games in the middle of the night that any student could attend. Whether it were First Years who could barely fly, or simple people that never made it onto their house's team, anyone was welcome.

The twins had planned it the first two months of their sixth year together with Quidditch fans from the other houses and had created lists for every common room, which wouldn't be readable by the teachers or Filch.

“It's illegal! What if something happens? What if someone gets hurt, how do you want to explain that to Dumbledore, or worse, to Professor McGonagall,” Hermione argued as soon as Fred and George had prompted their idea to us one Sunday evening.

“I'm disappointed. Do you really think we would work that sloppy?”, Fred asked.

“The house elves are in,” George explained. “Which means free food and free healthcare, all in one!”

“Awesome,” Ron said, and he should be proven right.

The only rules to attend were the duty to remain silent and to come in your pyjamas, just for the sake of it. Gryffindors and Ravenclaws would be playing against Hufflepuffs and Slytherins, Lee Jordan would be commenting as always and because Madam Hooch wasn't available, Hermione would be our judge. This was decided unanimously.

The first two games had occurred at the end of November, and they had been a complete mess. We had to raise the number of players on each team so everyone who wanted to play fit in, which led to three Keepers, six Chasers, four Beaters and two Seekers for each house. Furthermore, there had been a dozen of first years who couldn't fly yet and who had to be taught by voluntaries.

Those first two Friday nights I had spent with Lee, Hermione, Luna and Dobby on the commentary stand, cheering and eating chocolate biscuits. Once in a while, I had thrown a biscuit in the air for Harry to catch.

Because of the bone-chilling cold and pitch-black darkness brought by the Scottish winter, Fred and George had invented glass bulbs which carried bright orange, warm fire and hovered over the Quidditch pitch.

With the first Friday of December approaching, the excitement grew bigger and it was basically the only topic during every meal. Now that the rules and positions had set and the First Years could fly, we were awaiting the first serious game – as serious as playing Quidditch in pyjamas with Hermione as a judge could be.

“You have to play, too,” Harry said to me during lunch on Friday. My friends had tried all week to persuade me to play instead of only keeping Hermione company, while I had constantly declined.

“Yes, come on,” Ron agreed. “We know you can fly, you played with us this summer.”

“No, no way.” I shook my head and pulled the pumpkin juice jug closer.

“Why not?”, Harry asked, covering my glass with his hand. I raised my eyebrows, but he only grinned, which made my stomach tingle. But I glossed over the unwanted feeling and shoved his hand away.

“Because all positions are filled. And besides that, I would be a terrible Chaser,” I answered. “Or a terrible anything, really.”

“You could play as a Seeker,” Hermione suggested and poured herself a drink. “You're good at noticing details.”

“But Harry and that boy from third year are playing as Gryffindor Seeker,” I reminded her, cutting my toast in half.

“You could fly with Harry,” She said plainly. I stared at her with wide eyes. I should had known the moment I had told Hermione about my not-so-tiny crush on Harry that it had been a bad idea. Now she did what I should had expected: Trying to set me up with him.

“No, I – no.”

“But I wouldn’t mind,” Harry said. “And if you don't like it, I can drop you off at the stands again. Come on Y/N, say yes.” He nudged my shoulder, looking at me with sweetest puppy eyes. I couldn't say no to him, he knew that. I sighed.

“Fine.”

A content smile lit up on his face. “Brilliant.”

Around half past nine, we made our way out of the castle and down to the Quidditch pitch. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George, as well as a dozen other Gryffindor students had their brooms shouldered, following me and Hermione through the dimly lit corridors.

“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good,” I whispered, tapping the Marauders Map, which soon revealed Hogwarts’ grounds, ink lines flowing over the parchment. Filch was strolling around in his office, and so was Snape. McGonagall’s ink dot hovered in the East tower of the Fourth Floor. “Everything’s clear, but keep quiet,” I informed the others.

Hermione linked her arms with me.

“How are you?”, She asked, a knowing smile on her lips.

“Shut up. What was that at lunch?”

“Oh, come on, I just said what you were thinking. Everybody knows you have a thing for each other,” She said, and I quickly turned to make sure Harry was still talking to Dean and Ginny. Hermione chuckled. “I made a bet with Ginny that you will kiss after catching the Snitch together,” She added.

I swirled back around. “You what?”

“But Ginny thinks you'll snog in a broom closet afterwards.”

Before I could reply anything, Harry had caught up with us.

“What are you two whispering about?”, He asked, leaning closer so I could smell his deodorant.

“Nothing,” I said and was glad that the darkness hid my tinted cheeks. Hermione let herself fall back, leaving Harry and me alone at the front of the group.

“You're a terrible liar,” He said.

“Says you. Remember last year when we had detention with Snape –”

Harry wrapped his left arm around my shoulders, pulling me unintentionally closer, and placed his hand over my mouth to stop me from talking any further.

“You promised you'd take that to the grave.”

I grinned and pulled his hand away, though his arm stayed around me.

We made it out of the castle without any inconveniences, thanks to Peeves, who – on orders from the twins – created some chaos in the trophy room and distracted McGonagall.

We were the first to reach the pitch, and Harry unlocked the door under the stands with the key on the necklace around his neck, which led to the changing rooms and the spare brooms. Fred and George had stored the fire bulbs under a loose floorboard and were now freeing them so they could fly over the pitch. Hermione directed her wand towards the sky, sending out a Muffliato Charm, then winked at me and climbed up to the commentary stand with Lee.

In the meantime, the other houses arrived; the Hufflepuffs were followed by a tiny body of house elves carrying fast food on tablets over their heads. They spread over the stands, consorting with the students watching the game and providing them with hot meals and drinks.

“Welcome back everyone!”, Lee's voice echoed over the pitch and the crowd cheered. “And also welcome to everyone new here who wants to play or just likes to break the rules.”

“Hello from me too. We have some new players I want to introduce,” Hermione continued. “Marina Florence playing Keeper for Slytherpuff, Arthur Mitchell deputizing for Gryffinclaw’s Chaser Demelza Robbins, who is currently stationed in the hospital wing, and Y/N playing Seeker for Gryffinclaw together with Harry Potter.”

“That's ridiculous! Since when are we playing in pairs?!”, Draco yelled out of the crowd of Slytherin players.

“Since I'm making the rules, you daft idiot!”, Hermione called back, and laughing echoed over the field. Ron's language was clearly leaving a mark on her. “Now get on your brooms, everyone!”

“Make sure you don't slip off your broom in those silk pyjamas, Malfoy, ” Fred snickered loudly, and Draco held up his middle finger.

Slowly, the huge crowd of players on the pitch flew up into the air, positioning themselves on the right spots. I turned to Harry, who climbed on his broom. That was the part I had avoided to think about all afternoon: How would we fly on that thing together?

My heart drummed so loudly against my ribcage it was a miracle he couldn't hear it. We were friends, I reminded myself. And I would not ruin this friendship for the sake of some stupid feelings.

“Come on, Y/N,” Harry said, stretching out his hand. I grabbed it, and he helped me to climb onto his Firebolt, so that I was sitting in front of him. His fingers gripped around the broom stick, not very far from where I had placed my hands.

“You alright?”, He asked and I nodded.

“Brilliant,” I said, and he chuckled. He then wrapped his left arm around my waist before he kicked us off the ground and the Firebolt shot through the cold night air. My back got pressed against his chest, his knees squeezing my thighs, and out of shock, I held onto his arm around me.

I hadn't flown since last summer, and even then it had only been on Ron's old broomstick a few feet above the earth. This here was the complete opposite: Harry's Firebolt was a hundred times faster, and it barely took us three seconds to be the ones flying the highest over the stadium.

“I got you, everything's fine,” Harry said somewhere close to my ear as he had noticed my hand clenched around his arm, and a warm shiver ran down my spin. I looked down on the Quidditch pitch.

“It never looks that high when I’m down there,” I said.

“Are you afraid of heights?”, He asked, but I shook my head.

“No.” Not with you. I could feel his heart beating against my back and absently stroked over his hand on my waist, until Hermione's voice ripped me out of my thoughts.

“Okay, I want a fair game and no injuries, is that clear? And show some respect to the youngest players! Now ready, steady, GO!” With a wave of her wand, the trunk with the Quidditch balls snapped open and the Quaffle flew high into the air, followed by two Bludgers. For a short moment, I saw the Golden Snitch, then it rushed off into the darkness.

“So, what do we do now? Any secret strategies?”, I asked.

“No,” Harry answered, placing his chin on my shoulder. “We just wait and watch.”

A tingling warmth spread through my body at the subtle touch. Gently, Harry steered the broom around the pitch, while the others beneath us played.

“Katie wins the Quaffle – passes to Montgomery – Rick close to score, come on – YES, Gryffinclaw scores 10 points!”, Lee bellowed and loud applause erupted. “And Slytherpuff in possession – Blaise with the Quaffle – Josephine Gordon from Hufflepuff takes over, excellent Chaser that girl, and rather attractive – OW, I'm just stating facts!”

Hermione had smacked Lee on the back of his head.

“Anyways, Blaise in possession once again – now First Year Conan Ivory – Smith overtakes – and he scores. Ron, look at the Quaffle, not at Hermione – OW! – But Gryffinclaw still leads – Ginny overtakes – fights off some Slytherins – hey, careful Harry, Bludger coming your way –”

Harry quickly leaned over me and the Firebolt dropped a few meters, dodging the Bludger rushing over our heads. George (or Fred?) darted after the ball, calling a quick “Watch it, lovebirds!” at us, and hit the Bludger towards a Slytherin Chaser.

The other twin was close behind, shouting “Less snogging, more seeking!”

“Shut it!”, I yelled. For Merlin's sake, did everyone knew about my crush? Was it really that obvious for everyone except Harry? Not that I wanted him to find out – he would be embarrassed, he didn't think of us as anything other than friends.

Harry's arm slipped from my waist and he cleared his throat, but a broomstick did not provide much space, wherefore his chest was still pressed against my back and I could feel his rather fast heartbeat.

“Do you, uhm... want me to drop you off?”, He asked.

“Oh. Uh, no,” I said, trying to turn so I could face him, “I like it, but if you want to –”

“No! No, I just thought...” Harry’s eyes danced over my face like they had never before and we were quite close.

“ – Applebee has the Quaffle - and that's a score! Sixty to sixty!”, Lee called, and Hermione blew her silver whistle. I ripped my eyes off of Harry and looked down to the commentary stand. “Now, we’re gonna have a short break, because Dobby thinks you're gonna starve otherwise. All the first and second years are asked to go back to their dorms, because it's almost midnight – don't complain to me –”

Harry carefully steered his Firebolt back to the ground where he landed near Ron and Ginny. I climbed off and was glad to be spared an awkward conversation, because Ginny grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side of the pitch. The sudden loss of Harry's warm chest made me shiver.

“Now, have you ever thought about making out in a broom closet?”, She asked, a mischievous grin on her reddened face. I rolled my eyes at her.

“Hermione told me about the bet, so don't even try! No one's gonna make out in a broom closet,” I said.

“Except you and Harry,” Ginny replied. I opened my mouth to talk back, but was interrupted.

“What’s going on with you and Harry?” Cho had caught up to us, snatching a plate with fish and chips from a tablet an house elf carried through the crowd. “I have watched you, it's adorable, honestly.”

“First off, there's nothing to be adorable,” I said and stole a fry from her plate, “and second, you are supposed to watch the Snitch, not us.”

“So is Harry, but he only has eyes for you.” Cho smiled and tapped my nose with her finger. Ginny giggled and ate a piece of fried fish. In the same moment, Hermione breathlessly jogged up to us.

“What – were – you – waiting – for?”, She panted. I furrowed my brows.

“Huh?” Hermione sighed and shook her head.

“You were this close to kiss him, why didn't you do anything?”

“Is my love life this much more interesting the Quidditch game?!”

All three girls answered “Yes” in union.

“But he doesn't feel the same way for me!”, I argued. “We are friends –”

Ginny grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me around. “Do friends look at each other that way? I don’t think so.”

Harry stood a few feet away with Ron, Seamus and Dean, though he seemed not to listen to their conversations and instead stared over at us. At me. When he realised he had been caught, he waved shyly and almost spilled his pumpkin juice. I waved back at him before turning to the girls again, all of whom were looking temporising at me.

“Oh, I – I don't know. Even if you're right, I can't just kiss him out of nowhere on his broom.”

“No, you gotta snog him in a broom closet so I get my Galleon,” Ginny said smugly, and Hermione nudged her with her elbow and looked at her watch, before blowing her whistle again.

“Everyone back on their positions, break's over!” Then Hermione shot me a serious look. “Get the boy, we're all done of you pining over one another. Ron can get the other boys to crash somewhere else, if you need the dorm.”

“Hermione!”, I gasped, but she was already rushing back to the commentary stand.

“Good luck,” Cho said, and Ginny winked. I glared at them before making my way over to where the Gryffindor boys stood. I saw how Ron said something to Harry, patted his shoulder and flew off.

Harry turned to me, smiling. His hair was even messier than usual due to the wind, and he had put on a black hoodie over his pyjamas. He looked cute and hot at the same time, and I couldn't quite believe that he was supposed to like me back.

“Do you want to – or?”, He asked.

“Yeah,” I smiled and he got on his Firebolt, making space in front of him for me.

“Good. I mean –” He cleared his throat as I climbed on his broom. The next second, we were high up in the air, his chest against my back again.

“Okay, guys, game's on again! Go!”, Hermione shouted and waved her wand at the Quaffle, which flew upwards and was caught by Ginny instantly.

“And we're back – Katie passes the Quaffle to Valentina – She flawlessly dodges a Bludger – Back to Peters, almost made it onto the Ravenclaw team – and he scores! SEVENTY TO SIXTY.”

I took a deep breath and leaned back against Harry, watching the game unfold. He propped his chin back onto my right shoulder, like an unspoken routine.

“I think I'm gonna play again next Friday,” I said out of the blue.

“Really?”, He asked, sounding surprised. I smiled. The crowd underneath us cheered.

“Yes. If you save me a place on your broomstick.” I turned to look at him, and he smiled brightly at me. We were as close as earlier, maybe even closer. I held my breath, until I noticed something small and golden buzzing through the air behind Harry, illuminated by one of the fire bulbs.

“There!” I pointed at the Golden Snitch, and Harry's head spun around to assure himself.

“Do you trust me?”, He asked.

“Of course,” I replied. Instantly, his hand was back around my waist and he yanked the Firebolt around.

“ – Seamus throws the Quaffle to Dean – Dean passes Nott – and he scores! NINTHY TO EIGHTY FOR GRYFFINCLAW! And Potter seems to have spotted the Snitch, Draco, Cedric and Cho close behind – Come on, show them what that Firebolt can do!”, Lee's voice roared from somewhere deep down, but my eyes were glued onto the Snitch: It whirred through the ice cold December air and up to the left ring of the Slytherpuff team.

Malfoy had almost caught up to us; even though the Firebolt was the fastest broomstick on the market, it was obviously slower when carrying two people instead of one.

The Snitch twirled around the pole, then dropped down and headed for the floor. Harry followed, and now we where almost vertically flying downwards. Because of the sudden shift of direction, I swore loudly and clenched my hands tighter around the broom.

“I won't let you fall, I promise,” Harry called over air rushing past us.

“I know, but a warning would have been nice!”, I yelled back, and he chuckled.

The weight of two people on one broomstick also meant that we got dragged downwards way faster, which meant we were outdistancing Malfoy. The Golden Snitch took a sharp right turn and now buzzed two meters above the ground to the other side of the pitch.

“You have to catch it!”, Harry yelled.

“WHAT? No, I can't –”

“Yes, you can! I have to steer!” And hold you. But he did not say that. I swore under my breath and carefully loosened one hand from the broomstick, stretching it forward. The Snitch was inches away from my fingertips and I pushed myself up, Harry's grip around my mid tightening. The silver wings touched my fingers, I stretched my arm further and in the same moment my hands clasped around the tiny, golden ball, we fell forward.

“ – And that doesn't look – Oh, Potter and Y/L/N are on the ground. I can't really see, if someone caught the Snitch –”

As one tangled mess, we landed on the frozen lawn, rolling over one another and stopping with Harry half on top of me. My whole body ached and I would definitely get bruises from the fall, but that was something I could worry about later. I caught the Snitch!

“Shit, sorry, fuck. Y/N, are you alright?” Harry's face hovered over me, a bloody scratch on his cheek. I grinned happily and held up the golden ball.

“Yeah, more than alright.”

“Y/N caught the Snitch! TWOHUNDRED AND FORTY TO EIGHTY! Gryffinclaw wins!”, Lee bellowed and the crowd cheered and applauded loudly. Harry held out one hand to help me up, and I took it.

“I'm sorry, I know I promised, but I couldn't hold you any longer and –”

“Shut up.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips. My hands found their way into his raven hair, and he hugged my waist, pulling me so tightly his fingers almost touched his own rips with the opposite hand. I kissed him, and he was kissing me back; it felt like someone had lit a firework in my heart, and for one marvellous moment, we were the only two people in the whole wide world.

Then the other players landed on the field, and we broke apart, catching our breaths. We were both grinning, and I felt drunk from the cold night and catching the Snitch and kissing Harry.

The raven haired boy bent down to kiss me once more, this time softer, and he intertwined our fingers before leading us over to our friends, where Ginny flicked a Galleon into Hermione's open hand.

“Took you long enough,” Ron said, who had both his and Harry's broomstick shouldered.

“Well, they got around in the end,” Cho added, leaning against Cedric, his chin propped on her head. “Sleepover at the Ravenclaw dorm?”, She added, and we all nodded in agreement.

While Fred, George and Lee collected the fire bulbs and Quidditch balls, and the house elves cleaned up the dirt with a snap of their fingers, we made our way back to the Hogwarts castle:

Ron alongside Hermione, followed by Seamus and Dean arm-in-arm, Cho with Cedric, one arm around her waist, Ginny carrying a tired Luna on her back, and lastly, Harry and me, holding hands.

“You know, I'm glad I agreed to play with you,” I said. Harry smiled.

“Yeah, me too.” He pressed a kiss on my cheek. In spite of the shivering cold, I had never felt more warm and comfortable than in this moment.

#fluff #my writing #oneshot #harry potter #harry potter x reader #harry james potter x reader #harry james potter #no voldemort au #quidditch

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george-fabian-weasley · 3 years

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Hello lovely, congratulations once again🥰🥰 Can i pls have a ship? 🥺👉👈 i'm a Hufflepuff, i like swimming, dancing and singing, although i study public policy lol (kinda political sciences); i like reading although i haven't read much lately (thanks uni). I'm very emotional and passionate, i never shut up, i'm very protective over my friends and i struggle a lot with mental health, also i'm a hugeeee procrastinator. I like cooking, i'm trying to go vegan again and i curse a lot, lol. 🥰🥰

HEY ALYSSA BBY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR JOININGGG

I ship you with Blaise Zabini!

okay hear me out

I am a sucker for SlytherPuff couples and i feel like you two are peRFECT

once upon a time.... Ok im kidding it all started when Blaise caught you singing alone at night

he was patrolling as he was a prefect (cmon this dude hAS to be a prefect look at him) and he accidentally saw you singing in one of the empty classrooms

Now, Blaise isn't familliar with love at first sight since *cough*his mom*cough* but there was a tingly feeling on his chest as he watched you singing your heart out (you must've forgotten the 'muffliato' charm)

He recognized you as you two shared classes occasionally, he only knew your name, Alyssa.

You didn't notice him at all actually, he didn't come forward to reprimand you or anything, he just watched from afar, admiring your voice.

Starting from there, Blaise noticed you everywhere

You would be in class laughing at your friends and he would look at you, his heart went badump badump at your sight

Or reading at the fountain with your hair almost covering your face as your head was so down low to the book you had on your lap, he would have stared at you for hours if it wasn't for Crabbe and Goyle shoving him to move quick

Boi wasn't familliar of these feelings at all, so he was very confused as of why his heart decided to beat faster whenever you smile or laugh with your Hufflepuff friends

So he asked Pansy about it (because god forbid if he asked Draco, he would rather drown himself)

"So your heart beats faster whenever you see her?" Pansy asked, intrigued. It's not everyday Blaise would talk to her, let alone for something like this.

He nodded, furrowing his eyebrows, "Am I sick? Should I see Madam Pomfrey about it?" He asked, his voice concerned for himself despite his stoic expression (he's bad at expressing emotions let him live syaf).

Pansy chuckled, knowing immediately what's wrong with Blaise. "Maybe not Madam Pomfrey, perhaps go see the blood traitor Weasley Twins instead,"

He shot her a ridiculous look, "What? Why?"

Pansy rolled her eyes at him, he's so oblivious sometimes, "Because, Zabini, they're selling love potions."

Poor Blaise still didn't follow, "What does that had to do with anything?"

"Salazar Slytherin, Blaise," Pansy sighed out, annoyed now.

"You like that Hufflepuff girl. Romantically."

And Hell breaks loose for Blaise.

See, Blaise hates the idea of love, his mother proved that, so when Pansy said that, he didn't know how to react

Like, AT ALL

Pansy had to see him went through 7 stages of grief in 15 seconds

He stormed to his room so quick, slamming the door shut and that night he didn't sleep at all, he processed everything

EVERYTHING.

He had thought he's asexual; he had no interest in love or sex before

And then this Hufflepuff girl, Alyssa came into his life and he's in shambles trying to recognize himself again

He had avoided you ever since then, he didn't want to feel it again (poor boy lemme give u a hug)

Well, it worked until Draco (that slimy git) had pushed your friend, Hannah Abott to the ground for being in his way one day.

And oh boy, were you furious

"What was that bloody for, Malfoy?" You spat as you shoved him back, before glancing at Hannah who was helped by your other friends.

Blaise was surprised, normally when Draco pushed someone away, they would cower in fear for his father. But you; you didn't give a single fuck.

Draco narrowed his eyes at you, scoffing in disbelief, "You dare to push me? You filthy little mudblood!" He shouted at you.

You scoffed, "Learn to have some human decency, Malfoy. Wrinkles look bad on you."

A sudden snort interrupted Draco from hexing you.

It was Blaise, and he was trying so hard not to laugh. You looked at him in confusion; you never saw him smile before.... he has a nice smile.

"What are you laughing at, Zabini?" Draco sneered and Blaise rolled his eyes, his mood flattens down immediately by the platinum blonde, "Let's just go, Malfoy, class is starting soon." He said, glancing at you who had already looked at him.

There it is. Badump badump.

Draco huffed, "He'll hear about this for sure," and walked away, purposely shoves Blaise in the shoulder while on it. Blaise rolled his eyes at the childishness and turned to you, "You alright?"

That was the first time he ever talked to you.

You gave him a polite smile, "I had him earlier, you know. But thank you anyway," you said, suddenly got flustered as Blaise returned the smile.

He scoffed in amusement, "I know you did, but then again it wouldn't hurt to save someone from getting hexed at."

You rolled your eyes playfully, "If he hexed me, I would simply hex him back, so don't you worry."

A lingering smile on his lips, amused by your fiery personality. His mind was screaming to get away from you, but his heart had made him stayed put, stayed close to you.

"Say, are you free this weekend?" He suddenly asked, a sudden confidence was surging through him.

You shrugged, "Depends on what activity, why?" You never realized this but Blaise was quite... Handsome.

"I'm taking you to Hogsmeade, heard there's a new dessert at Three Broomsticks." He said smoothly, slowly Blaise took a liking at the fast heartbeat his heart made.

You smiled, shocked at the sudden confidence the boy in front of you had.

"Saturday, 8 am. I'll wait you at Zonko's." Was all you said as you turned around and left, leaving him speechless.

And that was the start of your beautiful relationship with Blaise Zabini.

He was a complete gentleman, smiling at you who was shocked, he arrived there sooner than you.

The Hogsmeade date was a complete success, you had shared the said dessert with him; only to find out later on he doesn't like dessert at all, but tried one anyway because it's with you

He was stoic and had difficulties to express his feelings through facial expression, but when he's with you; it became easier.

You're passionate at the things you love to do, and he loves hearing you talk about it, your eyes twinkled so much he wished he could store the twinkles for himself

That day Blaise smiled for the whole day (creeping out Draco, Crabbe, Goyle and Theo, although Pansy only smiled)

You would sing him to sleep whenever he sneaked into the Hufflepuff dorms to see you, and he loves to hear it.

"I've actually liked you even before I asked you to Hogsmeade," "Oh really? What have I done?" "I caught you singing at night one day, and my heart started to beat faster. I didn't understand what it was then, but Parkinson told me I like you." "Well, do you?" "Darling, I like you more than I like my friends." "Good to know, because I like you too."

The first time he realized he loves you was 2 weeks after that, you two had spent time a lot together, and he had never shared so much information of himself to others before.

You made him feel safe.

You made him feel loved, he barely had that since his mother is too busy finding a new husband

You taught him that love is indeed real, and love is indeed beautiful

And that's why he loves you.

To him, you are love.

JOIN MY SLEEPOVER!

#perhaps i am soft for blaise now #syaf's 600 sleepover #syaf sleepover party!#george-fabian-weasley #blaise zabini #i really hope you love it #i like this more than i thought i would

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spooky-scary-nonbinary · 3 years

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What the hell: Chapter one

this a slytherpuff fanfic. Also I’m writing this in my fanfiction.online account

Trigger warning: a lot of neglect and trama in this story. And for all you super straights and transphobic people and homophobic and all other lgbtqiaphobic people leave. Mention of alcoholism and abuse.

✨Thank Yew!!!!!✨

so now we’re going to see Zach and his two siblings. Also twins. Sorry I’m obsessed with twins. I want one. So here his family,

Zach Quinn: 11 years old, 1st year. Future Slytherin. Pure-blood, also trans 🏳️‍⚧️. And bi

Alexander Quinn: 12 years old, 2nd year. Slytherin Pure-Blood, Gay🏳️‍🌈, and cis male

Gabby Quinn: 12 years old, Slytherin, 2nd year. Pure-blood, Lesbian, and cis female

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So Zach and Sam meet on the train. He’s super nice to her and they become close friends. I’m making a Slytherin and a Hufflepuff be friends because I’m a Slytherpuff. So it’s my two personalities as friends. I love this plan.

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I listened to mad at Disney on loop while writing this. 😅

“talking”

‘Thinking’ or ‘mouths’

«signing language» (sorry one of my characters is deaf)

Chapter one:

Zach and his siblings go to the platform. They get in the line, Zach stands beside this girl with messy brown hair and brown eyes that seem to spark with intelligence. She’s talking to a small child with wild red hair. Gabby mutters “probably a Weasly” I hear her say “I’ll be back for Christmas Katie. Go with mom. Keep practicing on your plant magic. I want you to make me a pretty flower for when I come home” the child looks like she’s on the verge of tears “I’ll miss you Sam” says the child who Zach guessed was Katie. The girl hugs her sister looking like she’s holding back tears. The child runs back to their mother who has the same messy brown hair that Sam has. She turns back to her cart and strokes her owl. It’s a pretty barn owl, after a while of waiting they start to motion the kids to go. Sam looks kinda nervous she looks at Zach and asks “how will we go directly though a wall?” Zach looks at her then says “I’m not sure how to explain it but it’s a portal. You just pass though it. My siblings will show me how to do it you can watch with me if you’d like” Sam nods. “O-okay” she says nervously. A boy with jet black hair and bright green eyes turns to Zach “okay you ready to go to Hogwarts?” Zach nods “yes Alex I’m ready” he says. Alex goes to the front of the line and runs straight towards the wall and he passes through it without trouble. Then Gabby goes. Zach is next in line. He takes a deep breath and runs. Zach passes trough without trouble. A few seconds later Sam passess though with her eyes closed. She bumps into Zach “s-sorry” she mumbleds “it’s fine” says Zach. they walk inside the train. And find a empty cabin they sit inside. They are silent for some time. “I’m Sam” she says looking at her wand it’s a pheonix feather wand “ I’m Zach” he says fidgeting with his hoodie string “are you a Weasly?” He asks her “why?” She asks

“Well, the weasly’s are this big pure blood family. Harry Potter married one. I mean you siblings did have the signature red hair” he says still fidgeting with his hoodie string

”I know Harry Potter he came with me to buy my wand at Olivander’s. He’s my uncle. His wife, Aunt Ginny is the sister of my dad but I don’t use the last name. My mom divorced my father”

Zach mouths ‘oh’ and looks down. Sam looks outside the window, a few minutes pass then Zach says “Sam’s a boys name why do you use it?” Sam looks at him then she says “I’m transgender, my full name is Samantha. But I don’t use it. I go by Sam. It’s a nickname” Zach nods understanding “I’m also trans.” Sam smiles at him

A girl with short chocolate brown hair and piercing brown eyes with freckles all over walks into their cabin “hi I’m Cassidy” she says in American accent “you should be getting into your hogwarts robes soon. We’re almost at school” She’s wearing a yellow and black tie with her uniform “by the way, I’m a 3rd year hufflepuff from Nebraska in the Us. That’s why I’m a little different. I can see the confusion in your faces” she walks out without another word. Sam stands up to go to the bathroom to go change she comes back a short while later in her uniform. Zach already changed and was sitting were he was before looking out the window. Sam sat down across from him “what house do you think you’ll get?” Asks Zach still looking out the window “I don’t know, the Potter’s are all over. I hope I get gryffindor though. Or maybe Hufflepuff” she answered fidgeting with her robes “I want Slytherin. My brother and my sister are there. And my dad was there. Though my mom was a Hufflepuff. Really a surprising house. She can be this gentle person one second then the next you can be afraid of her” Sam smiles remembering her own mother and says “she sounds amazing” he nods “she is. She’s great”

So that’s the end next is the sorting hat

#slytherpuff fanfic #hufflepuff #hufflepuff pride #hogwarts #slytherpuff #slytherin

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kalypsios · 3 years

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Hello love! Can I have a Harry potter marauders era and golden Trio era (if you can't do both, then the golden Trio era) ship? I'm a female (she/her) pronouns, heterosexual (but okay with a female pairing too!). My zodiac sign is Libra. Dark hair, dark eyes and short. Short tempered, impulsive, sarcastic, sassy and very blunt. Genuine and actually cares but has a different way of expressing it. Hopeless romantic (won't let anyone know) but scared of commitment. A Slytherpuff based personality and an esfp. Social butterfly, loves parties and organising events. Loves long letters and constant reassurances. Gives the best hugs and everyone's personal advicer. Loves Psychology and constantly geeks about things I like. Chocolate addict, loves cheesy clichés but pretend like I don't. Loves the color blue. Mix of a Skater and soft Aesthetic. Enemies to lovers troupe?

for the marauders era i ship you with james potter

we know james has a thing for women who are like sarcastic and blunt and you would definitelly yell at him to stop being so obnoxious.

at first ur relationship with him was rocky because ur friends with lily and u hated the way he pined after her and ofc because ur a slytherin but then the marauders pushed aside their pride and asked u to help plan a birthday party for him because u were known for yours. after that all of u just started hanging out and the rest is history.

james is totally a hopeless romantic so he really loves doing things for you and will let u play with his hair while you talk about your latest interest. and sure it took a while for everyone to else to come around to gryffindors golden boy dating a slytherin but the two of you made it happen

for the golden trip era i see you with george weasley.

obviously as a slytherin and him being a gryffindor the house rivarly was enough to get u to hate each other but the way u seemed to be almsot all of their targets to pranks didnt help. until you finally had enough and pranked them back.

the little rivarly and the teasing just turned into somehting more as time went on and then u found u actualky kind of liked his stupid face a lot? u didnt really even relaize when ur feelings changed but then the triwizard came up and he tried to join and the hole in ur stomach def wasnt normal rivals behaviour.

despite what it seems george is def the type to be romantic and listen to you talk. hes a weasley twin sure but hes the quieter more relaxed one and has a way of calming u down when u lose ur temper.

plus he wont admit it but he was actually observing u and what u like and what u hate when u pranked each other and he loves surprising u with stuff u didint think he knew about. it took the two of you a while to get together but when you did everyone definitely breathed a sigh of finally

omg i hope you like this?? its my first one so im not too sure what to think but yeah.

#ship requests #harry potter #marauders #james potter #george weasley

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quillyfied · 7 years

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well, in my quest to cosplay taako (maybe lup one day if i have the energy/confidence/creativity), i’ve been considering the umbra staff and i guess subconsciously was trying to think of how to fit it to taako’s aesthetic (or my perception of taako’s aesthetic)

having confirmation that lup is the one who made the umbra staff changes everything, i’ve gotta think like her instead of him now and it’s kind of rad

#taz #i can't decide if they're slytherpuff or slytherdor twins #but i love them so much

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boltwrites · 4 years

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ok but 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 the krew at hogsmeade would be SO CUTE. and the image of bolin, mako and korra trying to teach asami how to play quidditch, and failing horribly at doing so, is so cute 🥺🥺 also sorry if you’ve already answered this but !! what would taro’s hogwarts house be? and fave class?

oh man i have so much to say in reply here i’m gonna put it under a cut because now i have IDEAS

first of all i was thinking of how the krew would all meet, and i think Mako is actually the point at which they all converge. like, he’s in his third year and Korra’s in her second and they meet through quiddich, and obviously she’s introduced to Bolin too even though he’s just a first year spectator. halfway through third year is probably when Mako and Asami get goaded into dating and Korra and Bolin meet Asami!

i imagine that Varrick gets introduced to the group when he has defense against the dark arts with Asami and they have to do a project together... then later he enlists Bolin’s help for some herbology related prank a la Weasley Twins

the krew at Hogsmeade would be ADORABLE especially in the winter, like? Korra and Bolin contemplating how they would beat the shit out of the whomping willow. Asami gives her scarf to Korra because Korra forgot hers and even though she insists she isn’t cold Asami Knows. Mako trying to keep them out of trouble but also he definitely says something stupid at one point or makes a bad pun and everyone laughs at him

Korra and Mako teaching Asami quidditch would be hilarious! i don’t think they would fail so much as Asami would be a beater (but she doesn’t want to play quidditch and interfere with her studies) and none of them are beaters. she flounders at chaser and seeker (she does better at keeper when Bolin teacher her that) but it takes someone (idk who honestly) to teach her beater and then the rest of the krew is like :0

also thank you so much for asking about Taro!!! i didn’t mention hers anywhere because i figured there wasn’t enough interest lmao

Taro, like Korra, lies somewhere between gryffindor and slytherin. while she’s really brave and barrels headfirst into things with no hesitation, she also exhibits some really slytherin aspects - she’s resourceful, ambitious in her own right (she wants to be a great waterbender and resents her family), and she also can be very secretive and sometimes harsh. because of this i think she would end up as a slytherin!

she’s also on her quidditch team! she’s a beater :)

her first favorite class is defense against the dark arts. she loves learning spells that can be used in dueling! she’s a generally good student, although she’s never head of her class, and actually a lot of people don’t realize that she’s a good student because she isn’t interested in many of the other classes (she likes them, just doesn’t find them as interesting). care and keeping of magical creatures is her favorite elective!

she’s in the same year as Korra and they’re good friends despite their warring houses

Bolin and Taro... slytherpuff relationship.....

#asks #anon #Anonymous

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living-on-the-virge · 4 years

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You give off serious SlytherPuff vibes, but if we talking the usual Sanders Sides stuff, then a mix of the twins (Roman's creativity but Remus's horniness (Patton Thirst™)). Also Janus because whenever I read any of your posts, I remember that one blooper line "When were behind the witness stand, the gloves are off". Idk why

Oh I adore this— also yeah I'm a slytherpuff so that's great fuck yeah

#ask #ur-local-pair-of-binoculars

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thesingingbear · 6 years

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Slytherpuff Twins #2

So, I (hufflepuff) joined DECA to be in a club with my twin. On the first meeting we took a quiz to see what business charcter thing we are.

Me being me, mine was caregiver. (4,4,4,4,3,4). Probably because I try to baby my sister constantly.

Me twin being herself got caregiver and analysis. Probably because she's smart and babies me too.

It's an endless loop of love.

#hufflepuff #slytherpuff #slytherpuff siblings #slytherin #hufflerin #hogwarts houses #hopes and dreams #hogwarts #hogwarts au #twins #harry potter puns #harry potter fandom #harry potter #hp puns #hp jokes #hp textpost #hp

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rctribvtns · 4 years

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NOVA GALLO. XX. SON OF HADES.

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑.

name : nova gallo. nicknames : none he likes, but he’ll respond to gallo. birth date : december 25. gender : cismale. pronouns : he/him ethnicity : spanish/german. nationality : american. hometown : edgewood, new mexico. demigod abilities : —- necromancy : the ability to control the dead , raise skeletons and souls , physically interact with ghosts , and sense death as it happens or when it is coming . —- phobikinesis : the ability to radiate an intense aura of death and fear . —- umbrakinesis : the ability to control darkness and shadows . they can use shadows as a form of transportation , generate darkness , make themselves invisible with the use of shadows and heal minor injuries to themselves or others with darkness . —- pyrokinesis : the ability to control fire . select children of hades can create pillars of hellfire , trapping people in their father’s realm . cabin number & godly parent : cabin thirteen & hades. how did their godly parent meet their mortal parent? : not wanting to be labelled a lush by her bougie friends, mama gallo went to a dive bar so she could daydrink in peace. in walks hades, looking like a tall drink of water in the middle of the sahara, and she banged him on a jukebox in the backroom. super classy.

𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖊'𝖘 𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊.

faceclaim : arón piper. height : 6′1 ! hair colour : brown. eye colour : hazel. dominant hand : right-handed. distinguishing features : curly hair, freckles, small gold hoop earring in one ear, tattoos along his collarbone, lazy smirk, and a nipple ring.

𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖕-𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉.

go - to weapon : twin kindjals. favourite camp location : strawberry fields. their opinion of their godly parent : hades was more of a concept than a presence in his life. he knew that he was his father, that he had him to thank for his abilities, but he didn’t know much about him beyond that. after he was claimed and made the decision to come to camp half-blood, he started to feel a need to almost impress hades. the god had claimed him right when he needed him most. he wanted to make him proud. ( whew, we love daddy issues. ) age they were claimed : fifteen. how they were claimed : he was packing his bags, planning to run away, when it came out of nowhere. he’d always heard a voice in the back of his head, thought it was just his conscience, but it became evident to him that it was hades. the claiming happened out of nowhere and it wasn’t long before he found his way to camp. his mother managed that at least before they went their separate ways. stance on the new cabins : for. reason for their stance : he thinks it’s what they deserve. his father is hades, after all. give respect where respect’s due. their opinion on lyssa pentelute : she had him up until she started denouncing the cabins. as far as he’s concerned, hades should have always had a cabin and he’s only concerned re: his own interests so he doesn’t care about the others tbqh. quests : yes, definitely.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞.

positive traits : charismatic, athletic, resourceful, determined, protective, responsible, persuasive, rational, witty. negative traits : impulsive, competitive, selfish ( ish ), abrasive, self-critical, passive aggressive, tactless, petty, vulnerable, corruptible. mbti : istj. the architect. alignment : chaotic neutral . hogwarts house : slytherpuff. sexuality : pansexual. panromantic. archetype : “ the jester ” what candle scent are they : pomegranate lemonade or berry waffle cone. goals & desires : finding where he fits. finding someone, or something, that makes him feel strong but also supported. security. a sense of self and purpose. fears : repeating the same patterns and mistakes his family did. ending up alone, feeling unloved, or with regrets. hobbies : he used to play violin. listens to podcasts, probably played pokemon go for a while, has an animal crossing island with bomb ass turnip prices, and likes to play sports / run.

graphic credit to ambrosiahq !!

#ambrosia:task001

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diamondpride · 4 years

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Rules: Answer 17 questions and tag 17 people you’d like to know better

Nickname: Vic for Victoria

Zodiac: Taurus

Height: 5′5″

House: Slytherpuff but I go by Slytherin too lol

Last thing I googled: Piano sheet music

Song in my head: Lonely Dance by Set It Off

Following and followers: 25 following and 21 followers

Amount of sleep: Omg I need so much sleep, I need 9-10 hours a day otherwise my brain literally disintegrates

Lucky number: I have three: 8, 9, and 12 (8 is my main)

Dream job: A musician, professional hacker (the legal kind to stop illegal hacks), or a secret intelligence agent

Wearing: Ripped black jeans, black shirt, and blue jumper

Fave songs: I listen to too many to have favourites lol, although rn they’re Summertime, Millennia (acoustic) , and James Dean and Audrey Hepburn (acoustic)

Instruments: I play piano and guitar but have previously played alto saxophone and want to learn drums

Random fact: I have a twin? I hate that question lol

Fave author: Victoria (name twin!) Aveyard or Suzanne Collins rn (I just reread the Hunger Games, forgot how good they were)

Fave animal sounds: When cats purr or make the bleeping sound at birds

Aesthetic: Royalty (crowns, castles, swords, etc), stars, and dark forests

Tagging: @sapphire-nature @pseudo-sludge @daily-alex-gaskarth @waywardmasquerade

Tagged By: @devilrising

#about me #ask me things

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