#tan probably reads harry potter

[annabellelupin]

thoughts I've had while re reading poa as a marauders fan, part one (chapters 1 - 4)

(id just like to point out this is my first time reading the books since middle school and first time I've read the books since I became a marauders fan in 2020)

chapter 1

- ok so ye the Weasleys are really poor, but if they're "extremely poor" you'd figure they'd use their money for something other than a vacation

-I forgot sweet little hedwig existed djdjdjdkdjd

-someone please eat the rat

-let the future cat have him pleaseeeee

-why did I start to dislike hermione so much again??? maybe it's just movie hermione I hate and I can't remember the differences between the two

chapter 2

-why are most of the antagonistic characters portrayed as fat and why is the fact that dudley is obese brought up so many fucking times like that seems pretty fat phobic of you Rowling

- when actually reading and thinking about the Harry potter books and movies I imagine the actor that played sirius and not the fanart marauders sirius I'm more used to, and apparently his hair is depicted as elbow length in the books not shoulder length WE WERE ROBBED. could have had long haired sirius with a bun in ootp

- also I swear marauders Era Sirius and golden trio era Sirius (so canon and fanon sirius) are two completely different people in my mind

- also forgot "muggle" news talked about sirius

-just finished the chapter and seriously he is so sassy (guess that's what you get when you're Sirius and marlenes godson, and James and Lily's actual son)

- also I really fucking hate how much mental abuse is glazed over here like????

- it happens every summer and he's forced to return to his abusers like wtf

- this is why I don't like Dumbledore very much

chapter 3

-forgot padfoot wasn't like an actual dog sized dog

-lowkey forgot about padfoot in general ngl

-bro harry are your really throwing precious and innocent Neville under the bus rn come on dude seriously

-ok like when they mention Sirius I can't help to think of the dramatic, gay, Remus obsessed Sirius from all of the wolfstar text posts I've read

-also the fact they have to clarify what a gun is in the wizard news is wow

-same with Ron not knowing how to use a phone

-no wonder these people keep having Wizarding wars and unstable teachers at their schools

- love how this 13 year old kid is panicking over the possibility of going to wizard prison for breaking one rule

-also side note the more I read the more I feel like Daniel Radcliffe portrayed him super well

- hedwig supremacy

- "ur the literal wizard president" "yea but I'm not ur guardian dumbass I can't sign ur permission slip what in hell is this"

- why is reading stans parts so fucking hard

chapter 4

- ah Florean Fortescue the one genuinely nice adult in these books (isn't he like Alice's dad or something?) I just remembered her last name is actually more or less a headcanon uhhh that's fun

- the Irish quidditch team are actually mentioned along with the quidditch world cup even Harry's checkin out the firebolt

- coincidence that Dean and Seamus are mentioned at the same time? I think not

- seriously jkr why do you keep giving kids abusive gaurdians and acting like it's nothing (talking about Neville and his grandmother)

- "...Ron looking incredibly freckly, Hermione very brown..." (pg 55 in my book). when first reading this part years ago I registered it as Hermione was black/poc and not that she was just tan from the sun lmao

- I swear crookshanks was James' old cat and that's why he hated peter

- also Percy wow this why you don't befriend stray rats man

- the things this rat has seen go on in Percy's and Oliver's dorm room....

- still probably not as bad sharing a dorm with Remus and Sirius tho

- I love the twins sense of humor

- but guys stop messing with my precious baby Percy he's just- an autistic overachiever doing his best guys

- ..."he lost everything..." Yes Sirius did in fact lose almost everything Arthur but not bc what you think happened dude

- "he's safe with Dumbledore-" yea fucking right /sar

- "stationniong soul sucking demons around a school is such a good idea hehehehe" /sar

- literally there's no fucking way McGonagall thought Sirius did it- literally fucking refuse to believe that she did

going to start another post for chapter 5 bc oh boy it's going to be long

#poa #prisoner of azkaban #harry potter marauders #harry potter #harrypotter #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #the marauders era #marauders era #the maruaders #percy weasley

[dracolilhoe]

Temptation (Severus Snape x Y/n)

Chapter 2 - Settling in and Surprises

Severus Snape x Y/n Evadne

Main Masterlist here -> DracoLilHoe

Harry Potter Fandom Masterlist here -> HP Masterlist

Temptation Masterlist here -> Temptation Masterlist

Warnings: Female reader, use of Y/n, Professor reader

Words:+1.5k

Summary: Y/n's first day back at Hogwarts and a few new friendly faces.

A/N: (h/c) =Your hair color

If you find mistakes please tell me! I'm not a perfect writer so please just let me know. Happy reading! :)

August 30th, 1993 7:30 am

I toss and turn in my bed, but it's no use I can't fall back asleep. I sigh and glance at my alarm clock. "Shit!" I exclaim, realizing I overslept.

I throw off the tan bed sheets covering my body and feel the cold morning air send shivers down my spine. I quickly sit up and rush to the bathroom. "Merlin, how could I be so foolish!" I say as I begin my morning routine.

8:00 am

I make a mad dash to my wardrobe and choose the first outfit I lay my eyes on. A raven turtleneck, a dark green skirt, and raven stockings.

I run my fingers through my (h/c) hair making sure the small curls aren't knotted. "Okay," I say as I glance at myself in the mirror, "this isn't that flawed. I suppose." I sigh as I turn around and continue to gaze at my body. I should probably change... This isn't that flattering on me... "Screw it. I don't have time for this." I mutter as I walk toward my kitchen.

I grab a slice of bread and put it in the toaster. I strode over to the hallway closet and put on my jet-black cloak and black boots. I make my way back to the kitchen, taking my purse off the counter and placing it onto my shoulder.

I glance up noticing the toast is ready, I grab it and quickly apply some butter. "Damnit," I mutter as I realize I sliced my finger a bit. I sigh and walk over to my living room. I'll worry about that later...

I eat my toast as I take a handful of floo powder and step into the fireplace. "Headmaster office," I say and drop the floo powder.

8:30 am

I stumbled out of the fireplace and look up to see the familiar office of the headmaster. "Ah, Miss Evadne. On time as usual." the headmaster says as he steals a glance at the clock on his desk. "Hello Professor," I say as I brush the dust off my skirt.

"As we discussed before your arrival, Professor McGonagall will be helping you settle in before the students arrive for the start of term," Dumbledore says motioning toward McGonagall. "Hello dear," she says giving me a warm smile. "pleasure to see you again."

I return her gesture and give a small wave. "Well, Miss Evadne, I trust you will have a great start of term. I will see you at the welcoming feast this Wednesday," he says as he walks further into his office.

"Well, come along dear," Minerva says as she places a hand on my shoulder and guides me out of the headmaster's office. "Pardon me, professor..." "Hmm?" "Dumbledore told me that lessons were already planned out for my convenience, and I was just wondering if you happen to know where he put them?"

"I'm not quite sure, I believe everything should be in your classroom or your chambers. Oh, and please, call me Minerva, as long as students aren't present, of course. We can't have them thinking I've gone too soft, can we? Besides it's only appropriate for you to call me by my first name, considering you are now part of the staff. " She says giving me a small wink. I chuckle softly and smile. "As you wish, Minerva."

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your finger?" Minerva asks as she takes hold of my hand. "Oh, I just cut it this morning. It's not as bad as it looks." I say giving her a reassuring smile.

"Come. I'll take you to Poppy." "Minerva, that is not necessary. I'm fine." I say placing my hands behind my back. "Nonsense dear. I was already planning on taking you there anyway. There is someone I want you to meet."

9:00 am

We make our way down a hallway and stop at a big brown wood door. "Poppy," Minerva says knocking on the door softly. The slight sound of heels clicking on the floor can be heard as the door creaks open. "Oh, Minerva," Madam Pomfrey says her eyes scanning the both of us. "is something the matter?"

"Nothing major, Miss Y/n sliced her finger this morning, and I figured we could also introduce her to Miss Dalia," Minerva says. "Please, come on in. I'll be back in a moment." Poppy opens the door wider motioning for us to come take a seat as she heads toward a door at the back of the room.

I walk in behind Minerva and sit on one of the beds. A few moments later Poppy comes back with a young woman who seems to be about my age, maybe a tad older.

She has dark brown hair pulled into two French braids that flow down her back, darker skin, and gorgeous bright hazel eyes. "Dalia Morland," she says as she holds out her hand for a handshake.

I give her a warm smile and shake her hand. "Y/n Evadne." "You're the new Herbology professor, right?" she asks. I nod. "I'm an assistant for Poppy. I'm training to be a Healer. I asked Dumbledore if it would be alright if I could get some first-hand experience before I start the real job." she says as she looks over at Madam Pomfrey.

"I'm assuming you went to school here then?" "Yes, I was in Ravenclaw. I'm assuming you were in Hufflepuff?" "Oh, um," I say giving her a nervous grin, "I was actually in Slytherin." Her eyes widen slightly. "Oh, I'm sorry I just, well, I um just assumed..."

"Alright, enough chit chat let's get that cut of yours healed, shall we?" Poppy says as she diffuses the uncomfortable tension by taking hold of my finger and turning it back and forth examining it. "Alright, not too bad..." she mutters as she takes a small jar from her pocket and rubs the contents onto my finger.

"Okay, should be fine by tonight." she places the small jar in my hand, "If it starts to scar or the cut deepens, rub a bit of this on your finger, it should feel better in no time." "Thank you," I say placing the jar in my bag.

"Okay! We best be-" Minerva starts to say, but Dalia cuts her off. "Minerva, would it be alright if I went with you and Y/n? I think it would be a good chance for the two of us to get to know each other."

"I don't see why not. Would that be alright Y/n?" Minerva asks as the three of them turn to stare at me. "Yeah, that's fine," I say shrugging my shoulders.

9:47 am

"Sorry about earlier," Dalia says as we walk down the corridor away from the hospital wing. "I didn't mean to come off as rude or anything. You just didn't strike me as a Slytherin." "Yeah, I get that a lot. Apparently, having human decency is a Hufflepuff thing or whatever," I say as I roll my eyes. "But don't worry, you didn't come off as rude." She laughs softly as we continue walking.

"If you don't mind me asking, are you the youngest professor?" "Well, I was until you showed up," Dalia says giving me a little smile. "There is a new DADA teacher, Remus Lupin. I haven't met him yet. He's supposed to come at the start of the term. He might be younger." I look over at her, she's staring right back at me a smile forming on her lips. "He's the same age as Severus," Minerva says from behind us.

"Severus?" I ask. "Severus Snape. He's the Potions professor and head of Slytherin. He's scary as hell," Dalia says as the three of us start heading down a flight of stairs and make our way outside. "We like to call him the dungeon bat. Just don't say that to his face." Minerva says a small grin forming on her lips. "Wait, I thought Slughorn was the one in that position?" I ask as the three of us stand in front of the door to the greenhouse. "Well, he was, he retired a while back."

"Well go on in and check it out," Minerva says opening the door for me.

As I walk in I scan the numerous plants dangling from the ceiling and decorating the walls. The vines against the windows allow light to seep in, casting small, colorful smudges on the objects in the room. "Hmm... they changed it up since I was last here..." I mutter as I caress a flower and stroll over to my desk placed in the front corner of the room. I look down seeing all the lesson plans placed neatly in different piles according to each year, the keys for the greenhouse beside them.

"Everything I need seems to be here," I say placing the keys in my bag. "Come, we'll show you where your chambers are and help you get situated, then we can come back here and help you decorate your classroom!" Dalia says excitedly as she heads for the stairs.

"Well, she seems excited," I say turning toward Minerva. "Yes, she has always had a great interest in anything related to art or interior design. Just don't let her use glitter...I still have PTSD...," Minerva says as she shakes her head slightly. I smile softly as we follow Dalia back inside.

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[veryberryjelly]

could i have a 🥐 for a golden trio era character (no poly ships) please? and congrats on graduating btw <3

(btw this is oddly formatted cuz i still dk how to write abt myself 😭)

my hogwarts house is slytherin & i'm an intp. i've been told im observant, 'mature for my age', 'elusive' & creative, and that i could do a lot of things if i choose to and set my mind to it. i can be really funny, vulgar & charismatic, but also aloof and cold. im a bit of a slacker and i get into my fair share of trouble. i also keep a small amount of friends.

my favourites books are the secret history & the goldfinch. i like journaling and reading but i tend to procrastinate a lot. my fave fruit is pomegranete. i tend to associate certain places with how deeply i felt or an eventful moment that happened. i have an eclectic music taste and usually listen to songs from/before the 2010s, mid 60s/early 70s & 50s. once in a while i will listen to some modern new releases, though. the song ive been listening to on repeat recently are sleepwalker by akiaura, your face by wisp, noisy sunday by patrick watson and you know im no good by amy winehouse. other than harry potter, i know mcu (spiderverse films <33), the umbrella academy, the twilight franchise, the walking dead and lord of the rings. i also like silent films. i love daydreaming and sleeping. i have the burden of the oldest sibling. ans i plan to taste all the best wine i could get my hands on, but that probably won't happen.

idk if this i a necessary description but i have olive/tan skin,  black wavy hair, freckles & dark brown eyes. and my aesthetic would probably by beatnik and midwestern emo combined (and 'older brother' core but minus all the videogames).

𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

i ship you with...

theo nott !!!

i have no hard reasoning for this apart from the fact that i get the sense you'd both get along so so well !!!

i know theo likes old times music and he would 100% put some on and just twirl you around your dorm room whether it's just the two of you or if the room is full of you're dormates

his friends have grown used to it and at this point just watch in adoration as you two get so wrapped up in your own world.

theo will take you on a trip to taste the best wines in the world, probably to italy during your last summer at hogwarts and he makes sure it's the best trip you've ever taken.

theo will also go to see every marvel film in the cinema with you if you asked.

he loved those kind of films so he is very excited to see all of them

doesn't let go of your hand through the whole movie. <<33

#🥐 - jelly cafe event #·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 #theo nott #theo nott x y/n #theo nott x you #theo nott x reader #theo nott imagine #theo nott smut #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott x y/n #theodore nott x you #theodore nott imagine #theodore nott smut #louis partridge #golden trio incorrect quotes #golden trio fanart #golden trio era #golden trio rp #golden trio #slytherin

[xiscthulhu]

¿Why AO3 is English dominated? they asked in Reddit, and my respuesta was this:

I forgot to put the link, here it is:

 https://www.reddit.com/r/AO3/comments/1005cb3/comment/j2kekst/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3

Alt text for people who can’t see it: 

“Xiscally 0 puntos · hace 1 día · editado hace 22 horas

English language is part of the dominant culture at the moment, fanfic itself is, and AO3 is.

As a spanish speaker, reader and fic writer I've had this conversation several times, other spaniards and speaking spanish people from different countries tell you that if they write their fics in english, there's more audience, but at what cost? you'll never be as good as someone who lives in english, who is really one of them, unless you're half USA, UK, australian or something like that, you'll always be a poser.

I can't relate to this way of thinking at all, I write my fics in spanish no matter what. For now, I only write in a very niche fandom, the Spanish Politics RPF, we have a tag in AO3 though its heyday was mostly in Wattpad from 2016 on, I came to AO3 in 2020 and I still publish my fics in the two platforms. I think there's more people reading in AO3, maybe because it's easier for guests; they read and give me kudos and all, no problem, only the usual lack of feedback in a fandom so niche.

In AO3 I've seen fics in spanish in huge fandoms, Harry Potter or X Files, though not as many as in Wattpad; anyway, there's not a community because a probably great part of spanish fic writers create it in english, they see it as more appealing, cooler and even sexier; some people are so used to english only that they think smut in spanish is cringy and ridiculous, that makes sense for them somehow, very sad to go this far being ashamed of ourselves, apparently.

I don't like this at all, I think it perpetuates a lack of diversity, so I keep writing in spanish and hope some people more will do it if they find fics in their language. And for me as a writer, I will be much better in my language and full context.

One more thing: If there's a spanish speaking fanfic site I've never found it...”

En español, la pregunta en Reddit es “¿Por qué en AO3 domina el inglés?” 

“El inglés es parte de la cultura dominante en este momento, el fanfic mismo lo es, y AO3 lo es.

Como hispanoparlante, lectora y escritora de fics he tenido esta conversación varias veces, otra gente española e hispanoparlante de otros países te dicen que si escriben sus fics en inglés, hay más público ¿pero a qué precio? nunca serás tan buena como alguien que vive en inglés, que realmente es uno de ellos, a menos que seas medio norteamericana o británica, australiana, algo como eso, siempre serás una pose.

No puedo con esta manera de pensar, escribo mis fanfics en español sí o sí. Por ahora, sólo escribo en un fandom muy nicho, el RPF de Política Española, tenemos una etiqueta en AO3 aunque su apogeo fue sobre todo en Wattpad desde 2016, vine a AO3 en 2020 y todavía publico mis fics en las dos plataformas. Creo que hay más gente leyendo en AO3, quizá porque es más fácil para los no registrados; me leen y me ponen kudos y todo, no hay problemas, sólo la habitual falta de respuesta en un fandom tan nicho.

En AO3 he visto fics en español en grandes fandoms como Harry Potter o Expediente X, si bien no tantos como en Wattpad; de todas formas, no hay una comunidad porque es probable que una gran parte de los escritores de fic hispanoparlantes lo crean en inglés, lo ven más atrayente, más guay e incluso más sexy; alguna gente está tan acostumbrada a que el fic esté en inglés que piensan que el smut en español es grimoso y ridículo, eso tiene sentido para ellos de algún modo, muy triste llegar tan lejos como eso, avergonzarse así de nosotras mismas, en apariencia. 

No me gusta nada esto, creo que perpetua una falta de diversidad, así que sigo escribiendo en español y espero que alguna gente más lo hará si encuentran fics en su idioma. Y para mí como escritora, seré mucho mejor en mi lengua y contexto.

Una cosa más: Si hay una web de fanfic hispanoparlante, nunca la he encontrado...”

Sigo hablando sobre el tema. 

Veáse mi desentrenadísimo inglés de recepcionista de hotel/magisterio de Lengua Extranjera inacabado como muestra de lo muchísimo peor que sería escribiendo ficción en inglés. Me parece partir con una desventaja tremenda, y siempre sintiéndome una intrusa en el backyard, es que me niego, no hay por qué, incluso puedes escribir fic de una serie en otro idioma en el tuyo, pienso, aunque a mí misma me convence poco esa posibilidad o lo veo difícil, que también.  

En ese hilo suponen que por ejemplo, la gente rusa y china tiene sus propias webs de fic y ven el inglés como lingua franca, sin más implicaciones, sin ver la ventaja que es ser angloparlante en esa situación...he procurado dar una respuesta en ese sentido, enmarcándolo en esa dominación de la que hablan inicialmente. 

Como veis, he traducido mi propio post todo lo que he podido, porque es que llega al extremo de que debes usar terminología de fanfic en inglés tal cual ¿no hay una cultura fanfic en español ni en otros idiomas a lo mejor, o no tanto?

Y para evitar dudas al respecto, debo decir que también escribiré fics en catalán si así lo siento. Para escribir en otros idiomas debería de tener el mismo nivel que en los míos, y aún así pienso que hay lugares desde los que nunca podrás escribir, porque todo lo que crees que sabes es desde fuera, otra cosa es que formes parte de algún modo. 

Ya que estoy, pongo mis perfiles, y gracias por leer: 

https://www.wattpad.com/user/Xiscthulhu

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Xiscthulhu/works

#fandom político #fandom #fanfic #fanfic en español #fanfic español #peblo #pablert

[eyeballtank]

Might as well write something related to what happened with Skullgirls just because.

Some of the changes even affect Kickstarter stuff and the concept art, which comes off as revisionism and is a punch in the face to anyone who backed up the game years ago.

The "desexualization" still applies to characters that are legal like Cerebella.

They could also easily retcon Fillia's age to 18 but even then, it's just a number randomly slapped to a made up character and people thought Shantae was 16, while Yoko Littner from Gurren Lagann is like 14.

If people even thought SG had "evil content that had to be removed", why even support it in the first place? Same thing with P3P having the Ken social link: Why even support Atlus after the fact?

Maybe these people will always attach to Skullgirls and Persona because of the "waifu" appeal, meaning they only easily boycott Hogwartz Legacy because they think Harry Potter sucks and has no "cute 2D girls", not because of JK Rowling.

Otherwise, if Hogwartz Legacy had a 2D art style or even looked like whatever mobile game came prior, it wouldn't be just /v/ that'd talk about Merula Snyde.

Goes to show when someone calls anything "CP" they don't take it seriously and might as well associate it with "mildly annoying/thing i don't like".

They even changed a story moment displaying police brutality… don't people want cops to be portrayed as the bad guys? (Or did they gave up on that part because of that one time Mike Z made a "i can't breathe" joke?).

The Black Egrets only had the Nazi-like looks to show off their moral ambiguity in the setting, it's not like Alex Ahad was secretly promoting some Neo-Nazi messages (He even stated that they're not as bad as actual Nazis) but i guess these people LabZero wants to pander to never read JoJo or even European comics where Nazis are there for the sake of moral ambiguity based roles.

(Because Nazis will always be seen as assholes in history and most of this modern sentiment people have towards them is from 2017 culture war shit and associating them with the alt right: Don't be surprised if a Breadtuber dismisses the Holocaust because he thinks "Jews hate Nazis the WRONG way" in some video).

But i guess the cameo of a furry who jacks off to guro is fine, who even shat on Mike Z when he was getting cancelled (Probably karma for Mike Z in the first place but also means that a snake would be more fitting for this e-sports player's fursona).

Seeing Zone-tan defending this is funny for obvious reasons, from the fact that people will still shit on him for being a porn artist involved in the game to the fact that Zoomers made the Ankha animation into their own version of 2 Girls 1 Cup.

Another porn artist i saw defending this was a guy that does Persona NTR shit, which is no loss. There's plenty of better artists to associate with Mitsuru anyway.

People say "it's only censorship if the government does it" as if they would say the same if it applied to a game they cared about more and affected specific things they'd like. It's honestly a statement on pair with "it's only prejucide if THIS specific group does it" where the meaning of a word is revised by making it as if only a group can do the act.

"It's their game, they can do whatever they want" the actual creators (Alex Ahad included) aren't present anymore, so this whole "they own it" part lines up with the notion that IP's matter more than artist: Part of what Martin Scorcece talked about with MCU movies.

It's pretty clear that Skullgirls (And a lot of media people attach because it's always a topic of discussion online) was made for and by "perverts".

Even the people that claim to be ok with these changes probably got into it for the same factor ("Sex sells" etc) and now, most reviews are turning negative on Steam and most positive ones are from years ago.

Maybe the problem with Skullgirls is that it's technically an indiegame but it didn't have that much of a "indie spirit". What i mean is the "goal" of it landing on EVO, since the competitive fighting game scene became corporate and i occasionally draw a line between that and when they started to tone down the panty shots from years ago. Because people already assume that other companies get rid of fanservice and sexy stuff for the sake of approval (Meanwhile, SNK is owned by Saudi Arabia and Mai Shiranui is still safe). It's a similar sentiment people have towards that Boxtown cartoon for being indie yet having the same animation style as most modern cartoons or that one Dinomites "when you encourage an artist" comic involving someone's dream of a Pixar mascot character and a Katy Perry music video. "Indie" isn't just a status in terms of economics or publishing, i like to think it reflects on the actual creativity and risks.

And this is also because Skullgirls has its fair share of references and influences to other stuff, which might've come from media by artists who had to say "no, i want to make this". Take a look at various artists, writers, game devs, movie directors, composers etc that you like: Chances are they had moments where they had to stand up for their works. Some even have their own varied political beliefs and still managed to upset both sides.

Even if they're notorious in certain industries and praised by some nerd media sites, they still have content that you know people would lose their shit over if it came today.

Anyway, if i were to make a fighting game, it'd just use it as an excuse to "mechanically expand" my characters and say "look, they have attacks and abilities" and not give a fuck about a competitive scene. And i don't really hide the fact that i'm a pervert, so if my current game's art improves, i'll still retain a certain easter egg. Maybe i'm too wary over things like "Troll's Remorse" but i know it's possible for someone to still make stuff and retain somethings in a creative field.

Not like anybody cares who i am and i still consider myself at a very early phase.

There's still some lessons to learn from this event.

#blog

[achaiapelides]

Kit's Diary

Chapter 3

Dear Ty,

I enrolled in a school today. Tessa and Jem suggested that it would be good for me to get in contact with some mundanes in our area, so I could find some new friends. I actually didn't want to, but they seemed to think that this was a good idea and were so happy, so I didn't want to disappoint them and agreed. It's a pretty big school, because all the kids in the area go there. I had some problems finding all the rooms first, but I guess I'll get a hang of it eventually. I had to elect advanced courses. Tessa told me history is quite interesting, English too. She knows this because she apparently attended the school a few years ago because she got bored, as you do as an immortal warlock.

First I got my timetable and a tour of the school with Tessa and Jem by the secretary, an older, very strict looking lady, but she was actually not that bad. She looked at my hand weirdly though, as if she could see my rune, Tessa assumes she probably is a mundane with sight. Afterwards I had my first class. Obviously maths. Ugh. But the teacher, a young man about 25, is very nice and actually managed to make me understand the stuff he explained. He even uses some new technology called IPad and beamer and made videos for us to watch at home so we can understand the topic better.

Since I know you're interested in that and Livvy is probably too, I'm going to explain it to you now. An IPad is a bit like a computer but you can, like on your smartphone, touch the screen so you don't need a mouse. But it's bigger than a phone, so you can write on it too if you have a pen that is connected to it. I don't quite understand how this works, I'm bad at physics and electronics okay? But I'm sure you can find that out by yourself if you want. A beamer is a device that you can connect to your IPad and project the thing you see on its screen onto a wall with light, like in a cinema.

So maths wasn't actually that bad. The only problem was a girl in my class, I think her name is Leo, who looked at me really weird, but not the same way as the secretary. She probably has the sight too and can see my runes. I fear she might ask me about it, so I guess I have to come up with some story, how I got them. I'm going to ask Jem and Tessa later.

After two hours of math, where I surprisingly did not die of boredom, I had history. They talked about Henry VIII, you know, the English King with the many wives. The teacher, Mrs. Addams is pretty strict, but still quite a good teacher. You have to imagine her a bit like a young Professor McGonagall from Harry Potter. If you don't know Harry Potter, you should read the books immediately, there's pretty good, even though the author is a bitch. But back to history: It was also quite interesting, especially the history of Henry's wives. Especially Anne Boleyn and Catherine Parr are very interesting.

Afterwards we had English with the same teacher. Apparently she kind of connected both subjects because we're reading Shakespeare in English class. She decided that we're going to read different works of him in groups. My group consists mostly of girls, who of course chose "Romeo and Juliet". I'm kind of bummed because Shakespeare has so much more interesting works but, I mean who can blame them, when Leonardo Di Caprio plays Romeo in the movie.

There is another boy in my group, his name is Sam. He has light brown skin, dark brown hair and is definitely straight. Not that he said that, my gaydar is just like "nope, don't even try". He does look a bit like a male Livvy, but more tanned. Quite attractive, but not my type... that's you. (Ok Kit, stop simping about Ty, you were writing about school!) Leo is also in my group. She does look a bit like Hazel, but white, blonde and definitely not a werewolf. But they kind of have the same face. Maybe they're related or something. She was eyeing me the whole time though. But not like a "fuck me"-stare, more like a "you're very different and interesting"-stare. Kind of the way you're looking at animals you find interesting. Okay, she will definitely ask me about the runes sooner or later. I really should come up with a story for that.

After English, my day was over and I walked home. Yes walked. The school is really close to Cirenworth. I told Tessa and Jem about my day and when I mentioned Shakespeare; Tessa jumped up and ran up the stairs, only to come back a few minutes with really old editions of his books. She told me, that Will, her late husband from the 19th century, bought them for her on her 21st birthday. Both she and Will and their children read them, maybe their daughter and son in law, too. Afterwards they stayed in Cirenworth, which was her daughter-in-law’s home, until today. There are even notes from all the people who read them in there. Tessa even allowed me to bring them to school for our next English class. Also they wanted me to invite Sam and Leo over because "you need some friends". I promised I would ask them. Mina was also very interested in the old books, and even though she can't read, she flipped through the pages very carefully and looked quite pleased. It was sooo cute.

I wish you could meet Mina. I just know you would love her. She's so interested in the little things that easily get overlooked, just like you. Speaking of you, I wasn't as sad about us today. In fact I was the happiest I've been in a long time. I still think about you almost every time something happened, but it doesn't hurt that much anymore. Maybe I'm starting to heal. Maybe one day I can meet you again without breaking into pieces. (Did you understand that expression? It's what it feels like when you see something that triggers your sadness and it gets so overwhelming that you literally feel the same pain as if you were breaking into pieces.) And look at that. I just noticed it but I even write as if you'd actually read those diary entries. But you won't. At least not now. But I always hope that someday we will see each other again. And that we maybe can understand why we did the stuff we did and forgive each other. Even if it will take a long time, today was the first time I actually believed in it. That maybe, just maybe, you completely misunderstood me and actually love me as much as I love you. (Okay. Stop it Kit! You're simping again... you gotta let a man dream though.)

For real though, I love you still, and I always will

Always yours,

Kit

Happy December 12th, everyone!

#shadowhunters #cassandra clare #the dark artifices #the shadowhunter chronicles #the wicked powers #christopher herondale #christopher jonathan herondale #tsc #kit herondale #kit x ty #kit's diary #ty x kit #tiberius blackthorn #ty blackthorn #ty herondale #tiberius nero blackthorn #kitty advent calendar #advent calendar

[bakugoushotwife]

Hey I saw you were doing JJK ships! I was hoping I capfuls get one of each (platonic , romantic, and love triangle) with nsfw if you have time! I’m a Leo, ENFJ, Ravenclaw, 4w3, and I prefer dating men. I am around 5’9 - 5’10, I’m kinda tan from being outside a lot but have probably the most unusually tan lines from it too. I have dyed ginger hair that is pretty grown out so my roots are brunette, and my eyes are blue/green depending on the light. I am a sucker for shoes and jewelry and have slowly begun collecting gold jewelry and expensive shoes. I’m not a morning girl at all and prefer to stay wrapped up in my plushy blankets though once I’m woken up I’m stuck being awake. So I tend to read when I don’t feel like being productive, but when I do feel like doing things I typically hit the gym or jog , and I LOVE a good pampering day with mani pedis and facials and if I’m really lucky I’ll get my lashes and brows done too. I like music, sushi, and collectible cups. My Spotify playlist is very diverse and tends change every other song and I love it. I work like a dog and am constantly bouncing between mute two I work, and I am studying to be a teacher when I finally do grow up lol. Thank you for your time!!

thank you for sending in a request and being patient with me!! i hope you like this one <3

i ship you with...

p l a t o n i c - has to be nobara. you guys would have so much fun splurging on shoes and jewelry and clothes after you get back from missions. she would totally gossip with you as you get mani-pedis and take turns touching up each other's roots. this is actually the most wholesome friendship around i am sobbing wholeheartedly.

for your l o v e t r i a n g l e, i'm thinking you have the second and third strongest sorcerers vying for your attention. yuuta, one year your senior, is enamored by your interests, sharing things like harry potter and cute collections with you. he even spied on your music tastes, sharing playlists with you that he thought you might like. yuji's in your class. he's super bubbly and outgoing, offering to run and workout with you on the mornings he sees you out and about--getting you coffee's just to show off his earnings from gojo's mission allowances. he's also close with your best friend, giving him the added benefit of knowing what you were spying at the mall and giving you ideas for your nails.

but ultimately, i think you're a match for yuji!! he's such a gentleman and would love to be the guy providing you all the inspiration for your nails and the types of clothes you get while splurging. he also thinks your dream to be a teacher is a very admirable one and helps keep you motivated through schooling for it. i can just see you guys in blanket burritos when you don't wanna get up in the morning before the gym. he reads over your shoulder and complains when you turn it before he's ready. stage one clinger and absolute love monster tbh. adorable.

#kyleedoesmatchups

[robthegoodfellow]

Steve/Billy vs Harry/Draco

Okay so I don’t know what degree of overlap exists between current Stranger Things/Harringrove fans and former Harry Potter/Drarry fans (I never actually called the ship that, so I’ll be referring to it as H/D henceforth), but as someone who read A LOT of H/D fic in the early to late aughts, it’s been WILD how often the Steve/Billy dynamic in fics reminds me of those heyday H/D dynamics... which is probably why Harringrove owns my soul at the moment.

So I’ve been trying to put my finger on what exactly the similarities are that keep triggering this wonderful nostalgia for the good old days, before JKR revealed herself to be such an enraging garbage human.

CANON SIMILARITIES

Obviously there’s the parallel in the characters’ canon dynamics and roles in the plot, where Harry/Steve are on a hero’s journey and Draco/Billy are relatively minor “schoolyard” antagonists, but the canon connections pile up the more I thought about it.

1. There’s the particular similarity of Draco/Billy’s outage at Harry/Steve’s social clout and determination to dethrone/humiliate the perceived “kings” of the school (plus Steve/Harry being primarily baffled/annoyed by their unrelenting harassment).

2. Both pairs face off early on athletic arenas (quidditch vs basketball), and are super invested in one-upping each other.

3. Harry/Steve are presented as sort of effortlessly likable and popular most of the time, whereas Draco/Billy are presented as bigots prone to violent outbursts.

4. There’s also the fact that while Harry/Steve are neck-deep in crazy Main Plot shenanigans, Draco/Billy remain blissfully apart from the worst of it until they later become Plot Vessels themselves (uh, literally, in Billy’s case).

FIC SIMILARITIES

It goes without saying that this canon dynamic is IDEAL for amazing enemies to lovers scenarios in fic, where the subtext of Draco/Billy’s bullying is teased out to reveal an obsession with/crush on Harry/Steve. But there are so many specific tropes that have emerged in Harringrove fics that mirror classic H/D tropes that I tried to come up with a list:

1. Character elements that are emphasized or magnified and then explored with FAR MORE compelling nuance than in canon: Harry/Steve’s backgrounds of neglect/feeling unwanted by their families; Harry/Steve’s trauma after fighting monsters and almost dying multiple times; Draco/Billy’s backgrounds of paternal abuse/the affects of being raised by vicious bigots

2. Moments where the characters’ difference in privilege is highlighted or confronted, given Draco/Steve’s extreme wealth compared to Harry/Billy’s middle/working class upbringing (in households where they were both treated like dirt).

3. Moments where Draco/Billy are made to confront and/or atone for their bigoted and/or bullying behavior.

4. Fics finding awesome ways to bring a multifaceted side antagonist (Draco/Billy) into the Main Plot in wayyy more interesting and meaningful ways than depicted in canon, resulting in delicious “bringing Draco/Billy into the loop” scenes where they are inducted into the weirdness that’s been going on beyond the scope of their minimal canon character arcs.

5. Highly descriptive emphasis on the minute and major contrasts in their physical character design (blond vs brunet, pale vs tan, lanky vs muscular).

6. The SNARK and BANTER that is sooo amped up in Draco/Billy especially, with wildly entertaining and endearing results.

7. The sneaking around to find opportunities to be together, given that society/their friends would not approve.

8. The horrified reactions from friend groups when their relationship is revealed, followed by an adjustment/reconciliation period.

Unfortunately, all of this resulted in one last similarity: feelings of intense frustration when Draco/Billy, characters so brilliantly developed in endlessly creative ways in fic, are done so dirty by canon, and all that potential is flushed down the toilet.

I dunno, is it just me?

#harringrove #harry/draco #drarry #billy/steve #harry x draco #billy x steve #fanfic

[unadulterated-syd]

Hi there! It is Sarah here! I was wondering if I can have a The Maze Runner, Wednesday, Stranger Things, Harry Potter and Teen Wolf ships please?

Physical Appearance: I have long brown hair with blonde highlights, ocean blue eyes with bluish-purple glasses, I have a curvy but lean body with strong calves thanks to the years of dancing (cheerleading and ballet), horse-riding, running and jumping, I am 5'1 feet tall, I have pale-tan skin with freckles on my face and also I got random moles and freckles on my arms and legs as well and people say I got a smile that can brighten up any room.

Personality: I am an open-minded, kind-hearted, optimistic and friendly girl with a love of learning things like zodiac signs, MBTI types, crystals and Disney etc. I can be very impatient, stubborn, naive and I am also in the spectrum so I can be blunt and quirky only because I see the world in a different way from other people but I see the good in people no matter what and I am loyal and dependable to my friends and family and when someone hurts my friends and my family I can be fiercely protective all over them.

My type for a perfect person: I just want to be my best friend and partner in crime, I want a gentleman or gentlelady who will be proudly hold my hand and being glad that I am their girlfriend, I want someone to bring me flowers and compliments everyday and being the mother/father of my future kids someday and treat me like a queen all the time.

Sexuality and Pronouns: Bisexual (Both male and female preference) and She/Her

MBTI Type: INFJ-T

Big Three: Sagittarius sun, Cancer moon and Aquarius rising

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

Enneagram Type: Type 2 (The Helper)

Temperament Personality Type: Sanguine-Choleric (The Influencer)

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Likes: Singing, dancing, acting, writing, reading books, typing, watching Disney movies, Zodiac signs, MBTI types and crystals.

Dislikes: Mean people, vegetables, yelling, someone who hurts the ones I love the most and bullies.

Random Facts: I've been in the school musical productions for 5 years and my childhood nickname was Sarah-Bear.

hi hi!! you have like the coolest hobbies ever I swear it ☹️🫶

I hope these all work for you!! :))

The Maze Runner -> i actually haven't watched the movies,, only read the books so the character I put you with is the book version!

I give you Brenda!

- Brenda would definitely fit your type, she would be your partner in crime and you two would not leave each other's side throughout the trials

- I feel like she'd really surprise you with how much she actually enjoys dancing, informally. She's the a club dancer to classical music I think

- I bet she'd try her best to act with you, dance with you, bring you any flowers she can find without suspicion from wicked

- given that you're in the maze, she probably snuck little things into the box before anyone at wicked could realize just for you

- you'd both be very protective of each other, plus you can both constantly mess with Jorge

Wednesday -> I give you Enid Sinclair!

- She would LOVE to dance with you, sing with you, and even act with you

- Constantly holding your hand bc she loves physical touch especially if she can show off how awesome you are

- You teaching her ballet bc she insisted >>>

- I also think shed be REALLY into zodiac signs + personality tests and you could both talk about them 24/7

- Not to mention you'd both brag about one another and be v protective but in subtle ways

Stranger Things -> I give you Max Mayfield!

- She's not a big dancer, but she'd try for you + you'd try to skate for her and such

- She definitely sings but ONLY around you it's your special thing

- I think you could easily get her into zodiac signs and personality quizzes

- she's the type to be v proud of you, and would definitely show you off

- she's not much of a flowers gal but I think she'd bring you any little nick nacks that remind her of you

- and you're both again VERY over protective of one another!!

Harry Potter -> I give you George Weasley!

- Hear me out, I think he'd be a very very understanding and calm guy with specific people — you being one of them

- You can have fun with him when in public, and expect him to see the beauty in some things you like outside of the public eye!

- he probably would CONSTANTLY have an arm wrapped around you and be v proud of you

- Fred would constantly joke that they're sharing (George definitely is not a fan of that idea)

- He'd dance with you if you asked

- Plus him and Fred doing acting scenes with you >>>

- idk I think it would just work really well!

Teen Wolf -> I've only seen so much of teen wolf, therefore we only have the original cast to choose from (Lydia, Allison, Scott, and Stiles)

I want to give you Lydia!

- she would love to dance and sing with you + she'd convince the others to come to school plays and such!

- I think she'd also know all about zodiacs and personality types

- She'd show you off in person after she got used to not caring about the publics opinion + she'd for sure bring you flowers whenever she remembered too

- writing extra notes for you, learning origami, and then giving you class notes as flowers>>

- she'd just be v supportive of all your endeavors and be v proud she can call u hers!!

I hope you like these!! :))

[the-francakes]

The (Third) Worst Year hit 500 kudos today!

It’s my second fic to ever get 500 kudos so I just wanted to say thank you so much for all that read and loved it! It was super fun to write and my first long-Drarry fic ever.  Also thank you to @ellamcsmellbella​ who did an AMAZING podfic for it if you ever want to check that out too!  Here’s a sample from one of my favorite moments...

JUST PAST MIDNIGHT

Actually, it was twenty-three midnight if you wanted to be exact. Surely that was an acceptable time to leave.  It was a weeknight after all.  Still, Draco chose to pull an Irish goodbye and leave out the back exit without anyone seeing.  He had spent the majority of his time drinking with Theo, chatting with some of the Gryffindors including a very heated conversation with Weasley about Quidditch, and none of it dancing.  

Occasionally he spoke with Potter when the brunette came by the table for a drink or to escape Granger’s grasp, but definitely not enough to appease Theo’s glaring eye.  Which is why he was escaping while Theo was distracted by Lovegood’s hips pressed to his on the dancefloor.

The night air hit him instantly, cool and welcoming.  Its crispness was an instant slap in the face alerting him to how much he drank.  He wasn’t drunk, but he could feel the liquor on his cheeks and his perfect white teeth were numb.  Okay, maybe he was a touch drunk, but just a touch.

He took another step and found just around the corner of the door, Potter sitting atop a short brick wall, cigarette in hand, looking up at the stars.  The constellations reflected in his glasses, making his eyes sparkle in the way that always made Draco breathless.

“I didn’t know you smoked, Potter,” Draco drawled.  He should have walked away, he should have just left the man alone, but the liquor didn’t let him.  His decade and a half crush pushed him to walk over and sit right next down to his once enemy.

“I don’t,” he chuckled, but that damn blush crept upward.  It made Draco want to put his mouth on the tanned skin of Potter’s clavicle. He regarded the cigarette in his hand and shrugged. “Well, only when I drink. And sometimes when I’m stressed. And sometimes just when I want to? Please don’t tell Hermione.  It’s a clove if that helps.”

“I’m not sure that’s any better,” Draco chuckled.  

“You’re probably right but,” Potter shrugged and took another drag.  Draco watched as the other man took a drag and then plucked the clove cigarette from between his fingers and brought it to his own lips.  The smoke slightly burned his insides. He knew better to inhale, it was not his first cigarette, but the dim fire in his lungs reminded him of his future.  

The sweet taste of the clove lingered on his lips, causing him to lick them softly. When he looked up, he noticed Potter staring.

“You can call me Harry, you know,” he whispered like it was a secret between them. His eyes twinkled.

Draco chuckled and nodded softly, whispering in return, “I know.”

“Then why don’t you?” Potter asked innocently.  Draco looked up, the green connecting once again with silver, pure and pleading, sincere and drunk.  

“It makes it easier to ignore,” Draco said, biting his lip.  He could feel the cigarette start to burn his fingers, but he also couldn’t look away from the man in front of him.

Potter’s brow furrowed a bit. “Ignore what?”

“How much I like you,” Draco whispered, biting his lip as the tingle of whisky and feelings took over.  

COMPLETED, 20K Words, Explicit

Pairing: Endgame Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Sidepairing/One Night stand: Draco Malfoy/Charlie Weasley

Summary: Draco will turn into a dragon on his 25th birthday. The only thing that can save him is true love's kiss. His true love: Harry Potter. Draco just turned 24 and is getting his affairs in order because... not gonna happen.

Tags:  Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue, Draco Malfoy Needs a Hug, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Angst with a Happy Ending, Depression, Smut, Romance, Slow Burn, Post-Hogwarts, Drarry, Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Idiots in Love, Boys are Idiots (Affectionate), Crack Treated Seriously, So much pining it's a dragon sanctuary

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#harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry #hp fanfiction #draco malfoy/harry potter

[witchthewriter]

Hey love, I wanted to ask if you could write me some ships pls?🤍🌿

Fandoms would be: Grishaverse, Harry Potter and LotR (I didn't see it on your ship list, so if you don't write for those characters, you could pick a Marvel character)✨️

My pronouns are she/her, infj, Aries ☀️ leo 🌙 libra ⬆️, I'm bisexual (tho mostly attracted to men) and a hufflepuff.

Physical description: I'm 5'4", 20 years old, I've got very long dark brown hair down to my butt, my eyes are also dark brown. I've got tan skin. Not a size 0 but I'm quite happy with my figure. I don't personally think I'm that short, but my friends are all taller than me.

Character: I can be a bit shy and awkward at first, but I've gotten a little more confident over the years. I overthink a lot, sometimes my brain can't stop running in circles. That's why I'm not a very spontaneous person, I might say I'll do something but the closer that moment comes, the more hesitant I get. I can get angry very fast (fire signs complicating my life) and I may not forget, but I certainly forgive. I'm smart and a quick learner. I'm also stubborn and don't cope well with being criticised by friends or family.

Hobbies: I like staying in reading or watching films, I'm very excited for autumn, cause I just moved to a very woodsy place. I'm studying textile design, so I like knitting, sewing, crafting, I started making my own clothes a few years ago. Other than that I also draw a lot. I played a few instruments in my life, currently trying to teach myself how to play the ukulele, and I like singing (don't know if I'm good tho). I'm interested in mythologies and really enjoy watching documentaries about different civilisations and ages. I love period dramas and am obsessed with historical fashions. I like cooking but don't like doing the dishes afterwards.

Okay, that's all I can think of🤍🥲 I'd be so happy if I could get a ship from you! I already read some of your writing and you're so damn talented!

Thank you so much and I hope you have a lovely day !!🤍✨️

Want to be shipped? Here be the instructions 🦋

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏: ✧ Chivalrous ✧ Brave ✧ Good-hearted ✧ Stubborn ✧ Gryffindors

𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Matthias Helvar! I think you would suit characters that have a noble, chivalrous personality. Someone who would always do good by you, no matter what. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・He is SO PROTECTIVE OF YOU. And I mean overly - on multiple occassions you’ve had to command, “Druskelle,” while grabbing his arm. He’s honestly like a guard dog. 

・He loves eating and always overbuys; so you never feel hungry because there’s always a feast

・You love making him blush, and he’ll pretend to hate it. But really he absolutely loves it. 

・He is actually very very funny. It’s a lot of witty remarks and blunt statements. It takes you aback, but you always laugh. Because he doesn’t mean it to be funny, he’s just saying what he thinks 

・Relationship Tropes: 

  ✧ Big Reserved x Smol Fiery

  ✧ Mutual Pining But Neither Saying Anything Until A Dangerous Event Happens

  ✧ Would Die For The Other

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Harry Potter! I think you two would have a very genuine, authentic relationship. He would be so excited to have someone - a person who he can call family and feel secure with.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・With Harry’s inheritance from his parents’, and along with your in put, you guys are able to buy your own house from a young age (4 years after the Battle of Hogwarts) 

・It’s very cottage-like, and Harry wanted it that way because he always felt safe at the Burrow. So having aspects that reflect the Weasley’s made him immensely happy. 

・Definitely buying pets, and Harry is a bit hesitant at first but you’re so excited. 

・He’s probably an auror, and whatever job you choose, you would come home to a tired yet happy Harry, whose already started on dinner. 

     “Honey, aren’t you tired?” You cooed, coming up behind him and wrapping your arms around his waist. 

   “Not too tired for food,” he replied, turn in your arms and kissing your forehead. 

・On your one year anniversary, he gave you a beautiful necklace with a gorgeous pendant. It was a sapphire stone laid in an oval gold plating that seemed to be enchanted, because it glittered even in the darkness. (Hermione helped him ... he knew what he wanted to get you, but he knew Hermione could make it even better. So the enchantment isn’t just for beauty but also for protection). 

𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Arwen! I just think you need someone with a soft touch, but is also ready to fight when necessary. She would always protect you, but nurture and care for you as well. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・She loves braiding your hair; her hands are so soft and her nails gently scratch your scalp. It’s in those moments when you understand why dogs allowed themselves to be pets

・She gives you the MOST SOFT YET MEANINGFUL KISSES. LOOK HOW PLUMP HER LIPS ARE. THEY LOOK SO SOFT AND KISSABLE

・Gives you a weapon and makes sure you know how to use it 

・Teaching you words in Elvish and giving each other pet names in the language

・Playing with her hands and she feels giddy because Elves aren’t very affectionate. 

#ships #let me ship you #match ups #open

[nostalgiaispeace]

2338.

What does the shirt you are wearing look like?   It's black with lana's latest album cover

What was the last thing that stressed you out or upset you?   probably work

How do you stay positive with all that life throws at you?   I have a hard time doing that.

What quality do you admire most in other people?   smarts and bravery

What is the highest level of physical pain you have ever been in? rate 1-10   tbh i'm not sure. maybe an 8

…same question, but with emotional pain?   10

What is your most prized possession?   my stuffed frog

Which youtuber do you feel like you could be friends with easily?   bailey sarian

Do you like your natural hair color?   sure

Do you think you will dye your hair when you start going gray?   probably

Are you pale right now, or do you have a tan?   tan

Do you think you look best with a tan?   sure

What is your favorite app on your phone?   i like all the ones on my phone.

How old were you when you got your first smartphone?   22

Do you ever meditate on Scripture?   no

Are you living a life you want to escape from? or do you love your life?   Im trying to better the life that i love

When was the last time you felt that life was good?   idk

Do you have one big mistake that you’ve made that you want to fix?   yeah

Do you wish people would forgive you for your past so you could move on?  

yeah

Do you wear green on St. Patrick’s day?   If i remember

Are you Irish at all?   yes

Do you pray to God every day?   No

What are three things you are currently looking forward to doing soon?   yes!

Do you ever dance in the rain?   no

Have you ever sat on a rooftop?   yes

Who is that last good musician or band you discovered?   i'm not sure

Do you like to watch talent shows like America’s Got Talent and X Factor?   no

Have you ever tried avocado toast?   yes 

Name three items on your wish list right now.   books, clothes, tattoos

Are you more talented musically or artistically or neither?   music

Are you better at English or math?   English

What were your best subjects in school?   history

What was your favorite subject in school?   history

Have you ever visited a teacher at their home?   no

How many windows are in your bedroom?   One.

Who was your first roommate?   my husband

Who was your first best friend (besides a sibling)?   Jordan

Do you have a sibling who looks like you?   no

Name three women you know who have lost a child.   lindsay and april

Whose was the last funeral you attended or watched?   my grandma's

What types of cancer are in your family, if any?   prostate

Do you have big dreams for your future?   yes

Do you feel alone?   Yes.

What is this month’s calendar picture?   It's marilyn

What is the theme of your wall calendar for this year?   Marilyn Monroe

Have you ever seen a double rainbow?   Yes.

How old will you be on your next birthday?    33

Which nationalities have you been told you look like? (i.e., Asian, Irish) asian

Have you ever had an outstanding library fine?   yes

What book are you currently reading?   white horse, the summer of broken rules, and harry potter and the chamber of secrets

Are you poor/broke right now?   yes

Have you ever received any scary, threatening messages on social media?  no

What is the name of your youtube channel?   Its just my name i think

How many subscribers do you have on youtube? i'm not sure

Do you wish that life were more fair?   yes

Who was your first kiss?   jeremey

Do you feel you have found your soulmate yet?   yes

Are you single or in a relationship?   married

If you’re single, do you want to be, or do you wish you weren’t?   -

Ever collected shells at the beach?   yes

Would you rather paint or carve a pumpkin?   paint

Who are three of your favorite youtubers to watch?   bailey sarian, charlie...i forgot her name, and brett cooper

What year did you graduate high school?   2009

What do you miss about high school?   being young

What do you miss about college?   i'm in college rn so nothing lol

What color was your first car?   grey

Do you have a car now?   yes

What color was the house you grew up in?   i moved too much to really answer this

Growing up, what floor was your bedroom on?   first

What is your birth order in the family?   first child

What would your name be if you were the opposite gender?   Michael

What were you almost named?   Amber

Does your bedroom have carpet?   Yes

Best camping experience?   i don't remember

What are the top three travel destinations on your bucket list?   london, paris, ireland

Do you get heartburn?   yeah 

What are three things you are known for in your town?   nothing

What are three things you are known for on social media?   nothing

What is your Instagram account name?   nostalgiaispeace

Have you ever used Snapchat?  yes

Did you want to be famous when you were younger?   yes

What show did you most want to be on as a kid?   lizzie mcguire

First celebrity you were obsessed with?   emma watson

First celebrity crush?   leonardo dicaprio

What was your first favorite stuffed animal?   my stuffed frog

What was something unique about you as a kid?   nothing

Were you ever goth/emo?   I still am lol

Do you want any more piercings?   no

How many tattoos do you have?  9 Do you want more tattoos?  yes i'm getting one soon

If you had to get a tattoo, what would you get?   i'm getting a pomegranate with a snake

Do you mostly write in cursive or print?   a mix

Were you ever homeschooled?   no

Describe your dream wedding in five words. i'm already married

Pick three animals that you think resemble you, and why?   none

Are you unique?   aren't we all?

Do you get called a free spirit?   no

What day of the week were you born on?   a monday i think

How are you feeling right now? Tired

#me #survey

[ransprang]

Hello! My name is Isabelle and I would like to request a male, romantic, SFW + NSFW match-up for Harry Potter and Avatar, please and thank you :)

I've been told that I am a very blunt and direct person. I'm a realist and tend towards being a little pessimistic. However, this makes me a very honest person, which people appreciate, and know that I won't sugar coat anything that needs to be said. I am mainly extroverted but only if I have to be and/or with people I enjoy being around. I am a big flirt but I prefer getting into a meaningful relationship with someone and focusing that flirting energy on them (if that makes sense). I have a very dark/dry sense of humour and honestly, I have the propensity to say the wrong things at the wrong time. I value learning and believe that there is always something to learn and improve on.

For hobbies, I enjoy reading a lot and cooking. I am a geochemist so for work I go on hikes a lot to collect and identify rocks/fossils/foliage samples to bring back to my lab. I also enjoy ballroom dancing and am classically trained in piano.

I like guys who display themselves as powerful and in-charge but would not be afraid to let me take reign once in a while. I am a possessive and jealous person so I like guys who will feel the same way towards me (respectfully of course I don't like being treated just as an object). Someone protective of their loved ones is a plus. I cannot stand being with someone who cannot support me in my accomplishments and prefer a man who can hold themselves intelligently. I am not one for PDA and publically announcing my love, so a man who prefers a more intimate relationship is nice.

I am an ENTJ Ravenclaw Aries with fairly long black hair (the underside is currently bleached), dark brown (almost black) eyes, and tanned skin. I'm 5'3 and have a thicker hourglass figure. My style most days is very dark academia. My love language is split between words of affirmation and quality time.

Sorry, this is a lot longer than I thought it would be! But thank you again for doing this ❤️

hii thank you for the request :D

Your Harry Potter match up is...........MOODY!!!

SFW

Moody is a suspicious, paranoid bastard so he'd love your blunt and direct attitude. He would appreciate your realistic mindset because he can rely on you as an anchor when he gets too paranoid.

He would also appreciate your pessimistic side, knowing you wouldn't judge him for being paranoid in a world of murderous racist wizards.

Your and Moody's sense of humour would match and he would be able to make all the cripple jokes he wants because of his leg :0

Flirting with Moody would catch him off guard in the way he least expects it. He's always alert to signs of other people harming him, but someone being actually attracted to him? Initially he would be suspicious of it because of his insecurities but over time he would begin to trust you and you'd leave the man would be shaking on that peg leg.

Although the books never showed Moody being particularly powerful he's actually one of the greatest wizards of his generation having survived all the battles and trauma the poor fella has suffered. Scars like that ain't cheap. He definitely knows how to take charge of a room and wise and experienced enough to let other people take charge when he needs to.

Tbh Moody probably doesn't date often, but if you cross his barriers and do manage to get into his heart he isn't letting you go easy. He would be possessive and jealous. Although you would probably have to reassure him about cheating just to allay his suspicions.

N/SFW

Moody in bed is a delicious concept. You could take your time tracing, licking and biting each scar on his strong, thick dad bod.

His fake eye would be bouncing all over the place when you get naked, truly not knowing where to look <3

Moody has a peg on his leg, therefore it's safe to assume he would enjoy getting pegged. Have at it, buddy.

Although Moody's grown a bit of pudge over the years, below that is hard, well-toned muscle. He's strong and could flip you on the bed and fuck you senseless when the time calls for it.

ATLA match up is under the cut

Your ATLA match up is..............OZAI!!!

SFW

You and Ozai would probably meet at a ball for the nobility in the fire kingdom where you both end up being matched up as dance partners, He would be charmed by your skills and sense of humor, and you wouldn't be able to resist a little flirting. He would meet you in secret after that and would wish to make you his concubine.

Being a control freak, he would be possessive to the max. He's possessing you, your house, your family members. He's the emperor, he owns everything.

Ozai would match you in the flirting department but only in private. To everyone else he's the Fire Lord but to you, he's Ozzy with a nice ass.

Ozai's jokes would just be his terrible thoughts spoken out loud, but you could always interpret them as dark, sarcastic humor.

Since you like reading, he would encourage you to read books about battle strategies and tactics like art of war by Sun Tzu. That way he could have a well-trained general as his lover, his ultimate fantasy. Not to mention how much he'd appreciate your skills in the finer arts. Being royalty, Ozai would have rich people tastes and would enjoy classical music and ballroom dancing.

Ozai isn't thrilled about you being a geochemist since it's too much in the Earth kingdom department. But he'll just try and be happy since atleast you're not a filthy water/air bender.

He would never publicly admit to you're relationship to the public so you never have to worry about PDA! He's low key ashamed of loving an Earth bender.

N/SFW

Ozai's the most powerful man out there, as far as the ATLA verse goes. He's made of pure dom daddy juice.

Ozai would be a brat-tamer in bed and treat you like he treats Zuko and azula. Expect spankings, and some harsh words.

He would be a natural dom in bed but if you wanted to take over you would have to REALLY fight him. We hope you can do it though :)

He'd definitely be into candle play and enjoy dripping wax onto your bare, sensitive skin.

Your powerful women,

admins san & sar

#avatar: the last airbender imagine #avatar imagine #avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender imagine #avatar #atla hcs #fire lord ozai #ozai x reader #fire lord ozai x reader #avatar: the last airbender x reader #atla headcanon #atla imagine #atla #hp imagine #mad eye moody imagine #mad eye moody #alastor moody x reader #alastor moody imagine #alastor moody #mad-eye moody #mad-eye moody imagine #mad-eye moody x reader #admin san #admin sar

[vukovich]

Peculiar Prompt: Harry and Ginny tell their kids that they’re getting divorced at Fortescue’s and Draco is thirsty AF. Include stickiness for extra points.

Cream Your Jeans

"Triple vanilla. Two scoops. Waffle cone."

A teenage boy in a pinstripe Fortescue's uniform smashes ice cream in a waffle cone and hands it to me, his eyes on the door. A strand of bells jangles discordantly as I ease myself onto a wobbly iron chair. My focus is all on the tower of creamy, frozen confection.

Two things people get wrong are: ice cream isn't dinner, and vanilla is boring. Vanilla requires subtlety and care to be good, but when given attention to detail, it's excellent. Rocky Road is a cheap thrill in an alley.

And ice cream is a perfectly acceptable dinner when one is going to spend the next four hours in a pick-up Quidditch game. It is also acceptable when one is turning 45 and avoiding celebrating the milestone. Milestones and millstones don't feel so different.

The amount of chatter picks up in the small parlor as I watch the edges of the scoops begin to melt. They aren't quite ready yet. Ice cream with this high a butterfat content needs to warm up just a bit more.

Several chairs scrape at a nearby table, then screech as their occupants scoot in.

The Potters. The whole lot of them.

James and Albus salute me with cones of strawberry and mint chip. I'm not sure if Scorpius turned Albus onto mint chip ice cream or the other way around, but Astoria was appalled when the two of them ate an entire quart of it out of her freezer in a single sitting.

I don't remember the girl's name, but she chose vanilla, so she's probably the smartest of the lot. Ginevra skipped ice cream in favor of clutching a manila folder to her chest. Potter has his back to me, but the bowl in his hand looks like it may have Rocky Road.

"So, kids, I don't-"

"I'm not a kid, mum," the girl announces. "I'm 20."

Ginevra rolls her eyes. "Fine. Beloved offspring, we have called you here today-"

"To destroy the family!" Albus says in a bad falsetto. James elbows him and initiates a short shoving contest.

"Boys," Harry says. His spoon is standing upright in his bowl, and the handle begins to tilt as it melts.

Soft, cool droplets run down my fingers, but stop on their own.

Albus picks up the falsetto again. "To officially disband the family!"

James snorts and joins in, clutching imaginary pearls. "The horror!"

Rivulets run down my wrist, but I'm riveted. There had been rumors, of course, in the gay wizard gossip chain. Whispers of a certain Auror's disinterest in the fairer sex, though I resent that description. I'm exceptionally fair.

Potter runs his left hand through his hair, down the back of his head, and clasps the back of his neck for a moment. No ring. Not even a tan line from a wedding ring. No wonder his boys are so blasé about it all. They must have been separated for years already.

Ice cream drips from the point of my cone onto the upper thigh of my jeans, but standing to fetch a napkin would draw too much attention.

"Right," Potter says, flattening what's definitely Rocky Road into a smooth puck inside his dish. "James, the deed to the old property at Godric's Hollow is in there, if you still-"

"Yes! I'm gonna dig a pond!"

"That's... great... Lil and Alb, the deed to Grimmauld is in there, too. Just play fair."

The girl, Lily, nods and nips at the edge of her cone. "Sure, Dad." She shoots James a playful sneer. "We're going to add expansion charms and an indoor pool. Enjoy your leeches."

"I will!" James yells.

Ginevra sets a pile of paperwork in the middle of the table, and a content smile crinkles the corners of her eyes as she turns to Harry. "You really do need a better Floo name for your flat."

"Never," Potter says. "Dadcave is cool."

The boys groan in unison. Ginevra flinches, and a buzzing ringtone comes from her pocket. She takes a moment to read her mobile screen.

"Shit. Guys, we're going to be late."

They all stand in a rustle of clothing and scraping of chairs.

Potter stuffs his hands in his pockets and bites at the inside of his lip. "Is it really alright that I'm not going?"

Ginevra watches their children file out the door and turns back to Potter. She tugs his jacket lapels smooth and smiles up at him. "Harry. You are single on a Friday night for the first time this millennium. Go cause some trouble."

She gently shakes him until he returns her smile. "Fine, fine. Hug your mum for me."

"Consider it done." She gives him a long hug and meets their children outside.

Ice cream runs down my bare forearm in a determined streak, and I snap out of my Potter-watching stupor. Bloody fucking hell, there's a puddle of melted ice cream in the crotch of my jeans, and my left hand is utterly covered.

Potter watches his family through the window as they walk away. He sighs and starts to turn toward me, so I do what any panicked sane man would do, and Vanish my ice cream cone. Two blobs of ice cream splat on my inner thighs and run between my legs to drip on the floor.

"Malfoy, do you still..." He trails off as his eyes rove over me.

I am a goddamn one-man ice cream bukkake scene. Obscene white streaks run down my arm. Thick droplets plop from my fingers onto my sodden jeans.

"...play Friday night... uhm... Quidditch?"

Licking my fingers clean would be a spectacle, so I rub them together, but the tacky-slick rubbing sound is identical to pre-cum slick foreskin.

I drop my hands over my lap, but the pose feels incriminating. Potter swallows audibly and steps closer.

"I do. Seven o'clock at the Brockwell pitch. You'd need a black shirt and a white shirt." He blinks at me for a moment. "For team designation."

He bites at a thumbnail and mutters something that sounds suspiciously like "You look fucking good in white."

He must have delicious thumbnails, because he works at it for a good while before he speaks again.

"Have you, uhm... had dinner?"

I lick my teeth and realize I never took a single bite of that ice cream cone. "No, I suppose I haven't."

"I know a good Thai place near there." He rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet. "My treat? For your birthday?"

It takes me a second for the offer to register, and a nervous, giddy thrill flutters in my chest and settles as a warm ache in my groin.

"I accept. And dessert after the match? For your... milestone?"

Harry grins and tosses his melted cup of Rocky Road in the bin next the door as we leave.

"You're on."

#drarry #drarry fluff #tw: divorce #peculiar prompts

[mctherofdragons]

In the Afterglow | 1 | F.W.

moodboard by @minty-malfoy​.

Summary: The reader is married to George Weasley, and for all intents and purposes, he is the perfect husband. But, despite her best efforts to resist, Fred presents temptation she never knew she’d fall for.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fem! Reader; George Weasley x Fem!Reader

Alternate Universe: No Voldemort AU

Rating: Mature, Future Chapters will Feature Explicit Content

Trigger Warnings: Angst, alcohol, cussing, mild sexual content

Author’s Note: I want to start off by thanking @oh-for-merlins-sake​ for being my sounding board for the past several days as I’ve prepared this fic! Also, to @sunflwrnarry​ for giving me an opinion on whether or not to go ahead with penning this. I cannot tell you how much this idea lives in my head ABSOLUTELY rent free. This might be my favorite fic I’ve written to date. PS: I have a taglist! Let me know if you’d like to be added for this story, all Weasley twins content, or for all Harry Potter content. Thanks loves!

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August 15th.

Summer mornings always felt particularly comforting. However, the mornings spent on a beach vacation felt especially wonderful. Heading out onto the balcony, you smiled contently, taking a sip of the coffee you had just brewed. George, your husband, was inside still asleep. The night before had been quite tiring as you’d spent all day on the beach before returning to your hotel to play board games and drink. It was the annual vacation you, your husband, and his brother took. It provided days worth of laughter and a much longed for break from the daily grind of work. Occasionally, Fred would bring a lady friend along, but not this year.

You worked for the Ministry of Magic, using your academic skills to contribute toward the greater good of Wizarding society. Meanwhile, your doting husband and his brother worked tirelessly in their joke shop. They actually fared quiet well, despite never completing their classes at Hogwarts. George was able to spoil you to absolute bits. Your wedding had been charming, complete with a send off of blue butterflies before you entered the reception. Everything about your marriage to George was a fairytale.

You watched the waves lapping against the shore. The smell of sea salt and wet sand tickled your nostrils. You pulled your tan cardigan closer around your torso, noting that it was still chilly in the morning, despite it being August. The silence gave you time to reflect on the beauty of the past two years. It felt as though barely any time had passed since you kissed George at the altar, vowing your forever to him. You had developed a calm and comforting rhythm to your life together. It consisted of cozy mornings with your cold feet touching beneath blankets. Your nights would end with dinner together and then finding some sort of movie to watch. You never felt thrilled anymore, but in a way, that’s what you had always dreamed of.

Settling down comfortably in the deck chair, you opened up the novel you’d been reading. Just then, the deck door slid open and your husband walked out. His red hair was messy from sleep and his voice was still raspy, not yet fully adjusted to the morning. He bent to kiss you softly on the head.

“Morning, Mrs. Weasley,” he smiled, moving to lean against the balcony railing. He crossed his legs and took a sip from his coffee mug. His nickname for you always made you smile. You adored it, because you were still head over heels about the idea of being his wife. George was safe and strong. He loved you in the ways other men had failed to. His adoration was clear through bouquets of flowers that would show up on your work desk, lavish birthday presents, and the sweet nothings he whispered to you in bed. George was never pushy. He never spoke out of turn. In fact, you couldn’t even recall a time he had raised his voice at you. George was - as a husband - predictable.

“Mr. Weasley,” you chirped back, turning to the next page of your book. You two sat in silence for a while. George watched the waves crash into the shore, thinking to himself that this was bliss. Even if he wasn’t at the beach, he reasoned, it would be paradise because he was with you.

The sliding glass door opened again and Fred appeared. “Mornin!,” he announced, stretching.

Fred was quite the opposite of George in a number of ways. You knew of Fred’s romantic escapades, which often ended in him bedding girls in his flat. He sometimes had a short temper and still lived on the high of getting into bits of trouble - even as a grown man. His spirit was more untamed. Where George craved peace, Fred strived for adventure. You would be lying if you hadn’t sometimes thought about what Fred would be like as a lover. But then the guilt would hit you. He was your brother-in-law, for Merlin’s sake.

“How do you have this much energy in the morning?,” George chuckled, watching as Fred sat down in the other armchair.

“I just like the beach,” he shrugged, looking over at you. Placing your book onto your lap, you glanced over at Fred. His brown eyes twinkled back at you affectionately. You and Fred had always been close, even before you started dating George. It was Fred that you had befriended first at Hogwarts. But of course, where one Weasley was, there was the other. Fred was thrilled when you began to date George. He thought you were - as he put it - ‘a total fucking catch, George’. Fred had even helped George pick out your engagement ring. He was over the moon to have you as a permanent part of his life - for you to finally and officially be a Weasley.

You looked out at the beach, eager to get some sun and finish your book.

“Then, let’s go.”

_______________________________

George had made the choice to stay at the beach house, wanting to hit the golf course. He had begged Fred to join him, but his twin was craving some time in the sun and surf, so he declined. George grumbled a bit as he packed up his golf bag. He tried until the very last minute to get Fred to come play at least a round but it was to no avail.

You were lying on your back, trying your hardest to catch some color. The normally dreary days at home wouldn’t provide the tan you wanted. Fred was walking back up to your umbrella. He had gone down into the water for a while. You realized then that you probably should reapply your sunscreen, but couldn’t reach yourself.

“Hey, Freddie, can you get my back?” You had thought nothing of it. Fred had obliged, picking up the tiny bottle next to you.

Fred knelt down in the sand, sitting back onto his heels to keep from tipping other. He squirted a bit of the sunscreen into his palm, rubbing it together quickly to warm it up. You had to press your tongue to the roof of your mouth to keep from gasping as you felt his calloused hands hit your bare back. He was being painfully slow, moving to massage the sunblock into your shoulders. The man’s concentration seemed to have drifted from assuring you didn’t get burnt to making you feel good. Fred kneaded a bit and that time you couldn’t resist, letting a tiny gasp escape your lips. It was painfully obvious that you had been wound up tight due to work and it felt incredible to feel your muscles loosen up.

Fred’s fingers danced beneath the strap of your bathing suit and you felt your heart rate quicken. He took a moment to run his finger across the thin, damp strap. You swore you heard his breath stop for a moment. You shook it off, assuring yourself it was you who was making this into something it wasn’t. Just then, he slid his hands down to the center of your spine before getting dangerously close to the elastic of your bikini bottoms. Neither of you were speaking, and for some reason, you felt a familiar feeling between your thighs. Shit, shit, shit, you thought. Thankfully your head was laying in your arms, face down, or else Fred would no doubt see you blushing.

“Okay that’s good, Fred, thanks,” you said quickly, moving so his hands were no longer on you. You couldn’t tell if the sun had reached its brightest point or if you were sweating because of your brother-in-law. But either way, you rolled back over to stand up, leaving Fred confused as you headed out toward the water to distract yourself.

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October 31st.

George was standing up front at the cash register of Weasley Wizard Wheezes, counting the nightly deposit. Halloween was always a particularly busy day as both old and young wizards alike grabbed their last minute bits of mischief.

You were sitting in the back room, giving Fred your opinion on his Halloween costume.  Each year, the Weasley twins put on the best Halloween party, complete with costumes, outlandish decorations, and overflowing fire whiskey and butterbeer. Getting an invite to the Weasley Halloween Bash was something highly sought after. Therefore, the twins always made sure their costumes were up to snuff. Fred was close to you, showing off his ensemble for that night. A black velvet cape was draped over his shoulders, complete with a white button up shirt and black pants.

“What is it you’re supposed to be?” You cackled, adjusting the middle button on his shirt, which he had overlooked. Fred swallowed hard as your hands touched his abdomen. You noticed how as you laughed, your eyes locked on one another. You diverted your eyes quickly, cursing the butterflies that were some reason threatening to burst in your belly. The redhead stepped back a little, doing a little twirl so that his cape swooshed.

“A vampire!,” he sounded exasperated, using his hands to gesture to himself. You cocked your head to the side, figuring he just didn’t have the makeup or fangs on yet. It was decided in your mind that once that was all done, the costume would look much better.

“It looks great, Freddie,” you finally conceded and he grinned.

“I’m going to vuck your vlood,” Fred joked, wiggling his fingers as he leapt closer to you. You shrieked, jumping back as he attempted to begin tickling you. Once you had both stopped giggling, Fred began to speak again.

“What are you and George going as?”

“Pirates,” you said excitedly, clapping your hands together. Fred rolled his eyes.

“I know you picked that out.” “I always pick. George is horrible at decision making, and if I’m being honest, his ideas are sometimes quite stupid.”

The bells on the back door jingled as George entered. “Oy, we getter get going if we want to set up for tonight,” he said to you, coming over to wrap his arms around your waist. A smile graced your lips as he planted a loving kiss on your cheek. He smelled like warm cinnamon - the perfect addition to fall.

_______________________ 

 You descended down the stairs, your heels clicking with each step. Fred was at the bottom of the stairs, busying himself with filling a tray up with some sort of side dish. He heard you coming and turned, his jaw going slack.

You were wearing black fishnets complete with thigh high leather boots. Your dress was candy apple red with a tight black corset. It left little to the imagination as it showed off the perfect teasing amount of cleavage and sat just below your bum. The look was complete by a black pirate’s hat and flawless makeup, which you were certain to spend at least an hour on. You had taken the time to curl your h/c hair as well, which lay perfectly on your shoulders.

“Aye, aye, captain,” George gawked, coming around the corner. His costume was a little less detailed, but none the less fitting to match yours. You giggled as he swept you up in his arms, giving you a few kisses on your face. “Please make me walk to plank tonight,” he whispered in your ear, giving your lobe a little nibble. You giggled, pushing him off a bit. “Now, now, sailor. We have company,” you gestured to Fred, who appeared to be blushing redder than your dress. You ignored it, pushing back any thoughts that began to stir in your mind. You had hoped, somewhere deep down inside of you, that Fred was just as taken by your look as George was.

Fred had doctored up his costume quite a bit, adding eyeliner smudged around his eyes, a bit of face powder, and some fake blood below his lip. He had gelled his hair to look more Victorian, too, which gave the perfect finishing touch. “You look awesome, Fred,” you remarked, giving him a pat on this shoulder. You began to help finish the snack table. The tension could be cut with a knife, you noted. There was something different between you and Fred ever since the beach. A lust hung in the air whenever you two were in close proximity. It was enough to strangle you, and the worst part was, you were convinced it was all in your head. It was bloody wrong, too, you had told yourself.

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 The night went off without a hitch. Ron and Hermione had shown up, dressed adorably as a cop and a robber. Ginny and Harry had come, too, of course, wearing their most ghoulish ghost bride and groom attire. Even Draco Malfoy and his wife Astoria made an appearance. Dozens of other witches and wizards had passed through the night, sharing in the imbibing and laughter of the evening. By midnight, the party had thinned out. For those in attendance with children, trick or treating was over now, which meant it was time to return home.

You had had quite a few shots of fire whisky, which had now left you sleepily sitting on the couch. George had gone up to bed due to the fact that the shop would still be open in the morning and it was his turn for the morning shift. You yawned, stretching out to lie down. Fred was still over and he sat down, pulling your boots to sit on his lap. This closeness normally would be nothing but platonic, but tonight the tension began to rise again. Maybe it was the alcohol, but you suddenly felt a wicked dizziness in your head. Your heart felt like it had risen into the bottom of your throat when Fred began to talk.

“You know, y/n, I’ve always thought you were very, very....gorgeous. Even when those stupid, snotty Slytherins would pick on you in school. Too beautiful for me, but perfect for George,” Fred was mindlessly watching a horror movie you’d put on the television. His words were slurred. “And tonight, I mean talk about a smoke show.”

“Thanks, Freddie,” you smiled, thankful for the compliment.

“Do you ever wonder...what if it would have been us?”

The question caught you off guard and you sighed a little, looking up at the ceiling. “Sometimes,” you had never admitted it out loud. But it was often that you did wonder - what if you had fallen in love with Fred instead of George?

“My feet hurt,” you allowed the words to tumble from your mouth. You were never one for a filter when drinking, either. It was just one more thing you and Fred had in common.

“Lemme help,” Fred whispered, reaching over to unzip your leather shoes from the top of your thigh to the ankle. He pulled each of them off, and then looked up at you. He placed on hand at your ankle and ran his hand up to your thigh, feeling the fabric of your fishnet stockings. Again, he ran his hand down your leg. He cleared his throat, clearing coming unglued by the feeling of your smooth legs and the course, patterned fabric of your fishnets dancing beneath his hand. Instinctively, you allowed your legs to open, tempting Fred to move his hand up further. But just as he moved his hand toward the inner part of your thigh, you swung your legs around and sat up.

You bent over quickly, grabbing your shoes and standing up. “You should go, Fred,” your throat felt dry. Nothing happened, you told yourself. You’re overreacting. He was just helping you take your boots off.

“Right, it’s late,” Fred said awkwardly, standing up and grabbing his keys off the coffee table. He didn’t drive, luckily, because it was apparent the he had also had a few too many beers.

[To Be Continued.]

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[sweeethinny]

This is random, but I wanted to say how much I enjoy that you wrote Al as gay but didn't make him in love with Scorpius! It's a friendship I love. Any chance you'd write more about them? :)

Mah, I took too long with this, I'm so sorry!

but i finally wrote it, and i hope you like it <3

AO3

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Because that's what friends do

"You're an idiot. She doesn't care about you."

"How do you know?"

"Because she likes my brother." Albus said, rolling his eyes at the fact that his friend is the only one denying it. Even Lily noticed, when last week they saw the two of them in the garden in the afternoon, she was sitting against a tree with a book in her hand, and he was lying on her lap sleeping.

It was obvious that they had long since stopped being friends.

"Well, you could be wrong," Scorpius shrugged, sitting at the Slytherin table but his eyes focused on the table in front of them, where hair as blond as his stood out.

It was early, there weren't many people there, Albus didn't even want to be up so much before their class time, but they had to study and he had promised he would go this time. He almost always preferred to stay asleep, even if he had to study late into the night afterwards.

Albus worked best at night.

"Man, she probably sees you as her boyfriend's younger brother, as she sees me,"

"They don’t date." Scorpius stared at Albus like a hungry owl. He sighed, giving up on trying to help.

They had already had that conversation many times, and they always ended up falling out because to Albus it was obvious that Mira didn't even remember Scorpius' existence, but his friend always said that he had never liked someone so much to understand what he felt.

"All I have is hope, you don't know what it's like."

Which was true.

Albus had never liked anyone, at least not in a loving way, but it was because he was… afraid.

The first time he realized he had found a man too handsome, much more so than his classmates, that's when Ben Johnson was revealed as a new player for Puddlemere and appeared shirtless on the cover of Witch Weekly magazine.

The image of him smiling with that beautiful face of his, and his body all tanned, strong and sweaty, stayed in his mind for much longer than it should have. And Albus still had his poster because his arms looked huge in that uniform and heavens, how could anyone be so handsome?

But of course no one knew that, because it seemed wrong that Albus should spend so much time liking a man when his friends seemed to be obsessed with the newest Harpies. Okay, they were pretty, Albus would never deny that, but not… that pretty. The Puddlemere guys were much more interesting to him, and Albus decided that was very wrong.

And he wouldn't even get into the fact that Elio, the new Hufflepuff chaser, was probably the prettiest boy Albus had ever seen at Hogwarts.

Elio was a year older than them, he was in his fourth year, and he was so kind it was irritating. Albus and he ended up meeting in the library at night when he went there to study, the Hufflepuff also seemed to agree that night was the best time to read and do the things that needed to be done, and whether for lack of friends or because he really wanted, Elio invited Albus to sit with him.

It was just the two of them there, and it was almost close to curfew, so not even the nerds were in the library, and as much as Albus didn't want to raise expectations, on other days, Elio also invited him to study. Which made it a very difficult situation for his poor heart.

"Are you listening to me?" Scorpius complained, glaring at Albus like he was crazy. "I asked you if you want to go to the gardens?"

''Why would you- oh…'' Glancing quickly over his shoulder, Albus saw James arriving at the Gryffindor table, waving to him before taking a seat next to Mira, who laid her head on his shoulder as he passed his arm around her waist.

Albus wanted to have James' confidence.

"Come on, it should be nicer out there." He tucked the books into his bag, wanting to tell Scorpius that he'd warned, but not thinking it would be very kind of him. He wouldn't like it if he did that.

''Where were you yesterday, by the way?'' Scorpius eyed him with a smirk, walking beside him out of the hall, looking as if he hadn't just seen the girl he liked showing affection to another guy. "You're full of secrets lately, should I be jealous?"

"Don't be an idiot," Albus pushed him away, chuckling softly and feeling his cheeks flush. ''I was studying.''

"You seem to have become quite fond of potions all of a sudden, Freya said there's probably someone involved in this… You'd tell me if it was true, wouldn't you?"

''Of course.'' Albus looked away, not because he didn't trust Scorpius to keep his secret, but because... if he spoke it out loud, it would come true, and he didn't quite know how to handle it yet. It was weird.

For years he had envied James his confidence and how extroverted Lily was, thinking that if it was them there, they would have no problem with just taking it on for the whole world and not caring what others thought about it.

Albus wished he could talk to his dad about it, because Harry would probably know how to handle it, but it would be hard to ask for advice without telling him that he liked boys.

"Hm… I wasn't so confident in that answer." The two sat down behind one of the greenhouses, like they used to.

‘’Where is Freya? I thought she was going to be here.'

‘’Don't change the subject, Potter... So, are you liking someone? Is that why you've come to love potions now and go to the library to study every night?'' Scorpius dropped his own bag on the floor, turning to him with eyes wide with curiosity, looking excited at the prospect of him having a date.

“There's no one.” Albus opened his bag, not wanting him to see his expression because he knew he wasn't a good liar.

‘’Come on, Al, please tell me. I promise I won't laugh.”

“Why would you laugh?” He grimaced.

‘’I don't know, maybe you're liking a hateful person and that's why you don't want to tell? Or… I don't know Albus, but it doesn't matter, please tell me. I told you about Mira, and she's your brother's girlfriend.” Scorpius shrugged.

‘’Aha! So you admit she's his girlfriend.”

‘’Okay, yes, I admit it. So, will this encourage you to tell me? Is it someone I know?'' Albus didn't quite know what to say, but he was spared that, because before he even opened his mouth, a group of Hufflepuffs passed by, probably heading to their morning Quidditch training, and in the midst of that jumble of voices and laughter was Elio, with his perfect brown hair in a bun, his uniform highlighting everything that was best in his body, and that smile that made Albus sleep smiling - even though he thought that was the dumbest thing of all.

His tanned skin seemed to glow against the yellow of his uniform, and Merlin helped him, he looked like a Sun God.

Albus was pathetic.

"Hey, Potter!" He greeted him, for the first time, in front of other people - but Albus usually flinched from him when he saw he was with his friends.

He thought it would combust.

"Hey, Perlman!" Albus nodded, trying not to smile too much.

Scorpius didn't say anything as the group walked away, it hadn't been a big deal, Elio hadn't declared himself to him or kissed him in front of everyone, but even so Albus felt close to screaming with happiness.

"Oh…" Scorpius was still looking in the direction where the group had gone, blinking nonstop. Albus was ready to say it wasn't at all what he was thinking and came up with some female name to say it was who he was in love with, but Scorpius wouldn't let him. ‘’Elio?! Why didn't you tell me before?” Was he…smiling?

‘’Scorpius, it's nothing-’’

''Change of plans, we're not going to study, we're going to go watch them train.'' Scorpius didn't even seem to think before throwing their books back into his bag, soon getting up and pulling Albus along with him, who was still a little mortified.

He wasn't going to the field.

''We will not go.''

‘’Of course we will! By Merlin's beard, why didn't you tell me? Elio is the nicest guy I've ever met, of course you'd fall in love with him, and I can't deny he's handsome.” Scorpius shrugged. ‘’Have you ever kissed?

"No!" Albus blushed, because he didn't want to admit that he'd thought about this much more than acceptable. "Are you… are you okay with that?"

"With what?" Scorpius blinked in confusion, pulling him toward the field.

‘’With me liking a boy... I mean... you don't have to pretend it's okay-’’

‘’Why would I need to lie? Look, Al, I'll be honest with you, I already suspected, you didn't hide the Ben poster so well,” Albus blushed even more, but Scorpius continued. ‘’But it's okay to like guys, you know? You're free to kiss whoever you want, and if you don't, that's okay too, it's your life…” He shrugged. "I'm your best friend, you don't need to hide these things from me." Scorpius' smile faltered. ‘’I'm still your best friend, am I not? Or has Elio already taken my place?’’

"Don't be an idiot." Albus pushed him again, laughing along with him. "You're still my best friend, even if you wake me up early to study."

‘’Well, now we found a new hobby for you to do; Watching Elio being hot in the air.” He said all dramatic, hands up, as if showing the title of a movie in the air. ‘’Much better than studying History, be honest.’’

"Much better." Albus smiled. "Thank you," he said sincerely, because that burden seemed less heavy now that he was sharing it with someone.

''Is nothing. That's what friends do, isn't it?” Scorpius smiled, pulling Albus into a hug, not seeming to mind the people passing by and looking at them suggestively. "Come on, you still need to tell me if you've ever flirted with him."

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