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"I can't do this anymore."

A/N: Below the cut because of sexy times.

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capten-gwenog · 11 years

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sinister-lestrange replied to your post: ☢

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#OOC #I MADE A SHIP OUTTA MY BROTP #AND DUBBED IT QUEENSHIPPING #AND ROD SHIPS IT

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“If you don’t tell her, I swear to god I will!”

"You wouldn’t dare!"

"As if I wouldn’t. Look who you’re talking to."

"Do you even know how she’d react?"

"Exactly. Tell her or I will."

Being stuck in a broom closet for so long, you would think the oxygen had run out already. Both out of breath, their slight height difference minuscule when they were so close together. Anyone who saw them would think the worst; look at them, sneaking behind Bellatrix’s back, behind Edgar’s, thinking they’re so clever. Thinking that nobody saw them here.

The whole point of this argument was so that Bellatrix wouldn’t ever know the truth. Rodolphus thought he was doing the right thing here, trying to get Gwenog to confess, but he was wrong. He had to be. What he wanted to tell Bellatrix was something that could never reach her ears, something that could possibly ruin everything they had and Gwen couldn’t understand why he wanted to tell his fiance about this. Why would any man want to admit to the ‘love of their life’ what Rod wanted to tell Bellatrix?

"But you love her, Rod. Why are you-Just. Why? Why are you insisting on this?" The brunette lost her glare, her harsh defensive stance, her shoulders slumping as she weakly pushed at his chest to give herself some space. He complied, for once in his bloody life, and stepped back only to raise both his hands and plant them firmly on either side of her head. They stared at each other steadily, the moment unbroken until she finally glanced down and played with the button of his uniform shirt. "Would you just answer me, you sodding-"

"Because you love her as well."

The words spoken aloud, words nobody was supposed to know, suddenly all out in the open for anyone to hear, to grasp in their brains and take with them all the way to the Slytherin common room straight to Bellatrix. Gwen’s face darkened considerably and she flicked her eyes up at him from under her lashes, unsure of how he was expecting her to react. Was she to lash out in denial? To flip this around and counter that no, she was actually in love with him and it was all a ploy? Even better, to confuse him and have him think that he was, in fact, the one in love with his girlfriend’s best friend? His gaze was one all too familiar to her though, one similar to how he looked at Bellatrix but not quite the same. He cared for Gwen, oddly enough, just not in the same category. He cared for her because Bella did, because the two of them were quite the pair despite their differences, despite Gwen being a Hufflepuff and Bella being a Slytherin.

The two houses, the two young women, were much more alike than people would have expected.

The beater sniffed, unsure of where her tears suddenly care from, but she shrugged all the same, attempting to uphold her composure.

"How in the bloody hell is this going to help anything? We’re all leaving in a few months, you’re getting married. I’ve got Quidditch and I know you’re joining the Dea-"

"That has nothing to do with this. None of it does."

"Gwenog, she cares for you. Besides her sisters, we are probably the only two people she genuinely cares about. It’s the bloody seventies, do you really think telling her you love her is going to faze her? She has difficultly letting people in but us? She’s done more than that. Telling her that you are just as invested-Stay and listen!" Gwenog tried to pull away then, angry with where he was turning this. It was hardly about that, about their weaknesses, about their feelings as women in an age where they were awakening their empowerment. But he kept his grip and a large part of her allowed him to win because she wanted to listen. She wanted to hear from someone else the things she’d been rationalizing in her mind. "Telling her that you are just as invested in your friendship, in your relationship with her, is the best thing you can do for her. You know as well as I do how she is, how lost and hurt she’s been and how-how-"

"How much anger she has for the world," Gwen finished softly, giving Rod a resentful look. "I know that. I’m angry at it too. We’ve come to deal with it together. But what if she can’t stand the sight of me after? What if this ruins the one fantastic friendship we have? You don’t even know if she’s remotely interested in women, let alone me. How am I supposed to tell her that I look at her the same way you do without making a complete fool of myself? I’ve done the embarrassment before, I don’t need it again, especially not from her over this!"

With little warning, Gwenog shoved Rodolphus aside and kicked down the closet door, startling a few of the fifth years who’d been trying to listen to their conversation. A snarl from the captain and they scurried away but it was enough time for Rod to put a hand on her shoulder and spin her around to face him. An earnest face on a Slytherin was typically a rare unfitting occurrence but for the moment, it seemed to fit just right. It melted the resistance right off the Hufflepuff’s face.

"Tell her or I will, Gwen."

"….She’s in her dorm, right?"

#prompt #asks #rodolphus lestrange #bellatrix black #Queenshipping #as in the snake and badger queens

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capten-gwenog · 11 years

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Even More Drabbles

Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer your up.

Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.

Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Drink Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.

Leave a “Enamor Me” in my ask, and I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.

Leave a “Get Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.

Leave a “Haunt Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours[as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Invite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to

Leave a “Join Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.

Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

Leave a “Mourn Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death.

Leave a “Nurse Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.

Leave a “Offer Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.

Leave a “Paint Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Quite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Remember Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Shag Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters.

Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Value Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.

Leave a “Wed Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “X Me” in my ask, and I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]

Leave an “Yahoo Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

Leave an “Zip Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

#OOC

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capten-gwenog · 11 years

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prompts for the first wizarding war

☂ - Our characters get stormed in together

☏ - One (or both) of our characters is using the telephone for the first time

✎ - Our characters are supposed to be doing homework but get bored and/or distracted

∞ - A scene between our characters 10 years from now, if the war ceased to exist

☒ - My character is the reason yours dies

♚ - Our characters have a night in the pubϟ - One of our characters has a panic attack

☼ - Our characters have a child together

✪ - First date

❣ - “Because I’m love with you, idiot!”

⚥ - One of our characters is caught in a compromising position.

➳ - Our characters serve detention together (or one of them is supervising the other’s detention)

❝ - Reference to Remus’s “furry little problem”

✈ - My character’s first time riding a broom (or another experience, feel free to specify)

✿ - Headcanon: My character’s first kiss

♥ - The moment my character realizes they’re in love

☯ - Flash forward AU: our characters’ children get married

☢ - “If you don’t tell him/her, I swear to god I will!”

▲ - My character confesses something to yours

♭- Both of our characters as muggles

☾- One of our characters shows up to the other’s place drunk.

↮ - Our characters are trapped in a broom closet (or other small space) together

★ - My character having a fantasy/wet dream

♠ - Love potion: My character is slipped it and comes on to yours

♜- Midnight snacks

✂ - Divorce

☺- Kiddos: how our characters would have acted (or did act) together as children

☞- Our characters move in together

✖ - Envy

ღ - Desire

☌ - Insecurity

✔- AU where one of your character’s ships is now a student/teacher relationship (you pick who is who)

Σ - My character comes back to teach at Hogwarts

ø - My character suffers from amnesia and can’t remember yours

¢- Someone loses a bet

⚔ - Adrenaline

♫- Five songs I think of when you think of my ship

♩- Five songs I think of when I think of your ship

✛ - Dreamcast my character’s kid(s)

☸ - My character at their lowest of lows; your character encounters mine (opt)

☮ - In a perfect world…

✑ - An entry from my character’s journal

❦ - My ship doing something that should stay behind closed doors

✯- “Before you, I didn’t have this problem!”

♙- My character dreams of their future

♟- My character dreams of your character’s future

♣ - Felix Felicis

♦ - Our characters during a raid

➤ - 13 Going On 30 AU: My character wakes up 7 years from now with no recollection of what has happened in the meantime

❄ - Mistletoe

☃- Our characters act like they’re twelve

℉ - Dog days of summer

≠ - Cutting loose ends

ℳ - Marry me

⌘ - Our characters dance together

✌ - Winning

♛ - “Screw this!”

✞ - Our characters attend a funeral or visit a tombstone

♮- Our characters as old geezers

♯ - Babies

☟ - “You’re never going to let me live this down, are you?”

☀ - Pets

♞ - Dark Horse: Your character surprises mine (specify how)

✉ - “I can’t do this anymore.”

#OOC

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[Gwen's incredulousness died incredibly quickly in the wake of Sirius' horrible answer. She stepped closer to the pair, crossing her arms as she stared down at them. Normally, this wouldn't bother her but this was a semi-public corridor all the same and these were two members of House teams. She'd be pissed if nobody stopped either of her players from fighting before a professor came along.] S'either you two are gonna start shagging, definitely somethin' to see, or ya both are fighting. Would ya like a firstie t'report either?

Hangovers,

[Rodolphus dodged the punch Sirius threw and tackled him to the ground, throwing punches the whole time. He vaguely heard someone shouting but ignored them.]

#chat #Sirius Black #rodolphus lestrange

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[The sounds of fighting got louder as she rounded the corner, still in her workout shorts and tank from her solo training session. The squeaks of her sneakers stopped at the sight of Sirius and Rodolphus going at each other.] What the bloody hell is wrong with you two?! Have you lose your minds!?

Hangovers,

[He smirks as Sirius punches him. The air gets knocked out of him and he pushes the other boy off of him.] You’re all talk, Black. I’ll break that pretty little jaw of yours so you can’t talk anymore. [Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he charged him again, this time aiming for his jaw.]

#Sirius Black #rodolphus lestrange #chat #gwen is just always working out nowadays #ignore the gif text

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capten-gwenog · 11 years

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Which best friend? S'not like you blokes aren't attractive.

Who spread the crazy rumor that I'm shagging my best friend?

Come on, own it up.

#chat #Sirius Black #gwen doesn't ship ship it #but she wouldn't mind a threesome if james was ever down for one with sirius #-shrugs-

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capten-gwenog · 11 years

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Santa Is A Farce | Evan & Gwen [Flashback]

A Christmas unlike that she'd spent the previous year, to be sure, but not one she was unfamiliar with. Her incredibly pureblood-oriented grandparents had always been involved in 'higher society', even when the other branches of the Jones family hadn't bothered too much with it, and they'd made sure that Gwenog knew how to integrate herself into it just as they'd showed her mother how to. The training had been incredibly necessary with a tomboy like Gwen but despite everything, it'd come almost easily to her. And while praise from grandmother was always more welcome than negativity, it hardly erased just how poor an opinion the woman had of Gwen's mother at the start. If Gwen could feel alright yelling at an old lady, she would have done it already.

If her father had actually come home for holiday instead of stayed overseas, she probably wouldn't be as bored at the Black's annual Christmas party as she was now.

The Hufflepuff had seen quite a few of her classmates scattered around amongst the over-perfumed, over-dressed, arrogant adults around them but there was never a moment to speak with them. She'd seen Bellatrix in passing, Regulus was no where to be seen, and Narcissa was with Lucius. It wasn't as if Gwen was friendly with all the Slytherins, after all, just the important ones. Luckily, as her grandparents chatted with yet another head of so-and-so department and raved about how their very single granddaughter was going to join the Holyhead Harpies after Hogwarts, she spotted a familiar head of dirty blond. Her eyes focused and with little word besides 'I'll be back', she headed towards him.

Evan Rosier might not have been her best friend in the whole wide world but he was funny, good company, and a fellow Quidditch player at school. How wasn't she to talk to him? It wasn't even for that long either, just enough for a few questions of their breaks, of their families, and some quips about how shitty this entire ordeal was before his mother came by to whisk him away. Perhaps it was that they'd parted ways with kisses to the cheek, or that they'd kept their free hands loosely linked as they held their champagne flutes and spoke.

Their respective guardians were most likely just drunk, really.

But just a small moment in the night suddenly became a big focus for the elder Jones' and suddenly, her grandfather was speaking to Mr. Rosier and the two of them were not so discreetly looking towards each of their teenaged charges. Gwen, slower on the uptake than Evan as it seemed, realized a bit too late that a boring Christmas party had suddenly become her debutante ball and, on top of being spoken of like a prized horse to potential suitors, an actual talk of betrothal had come about.

What the fuck.

Before another mishap could take place, Gwenog slipped away from the main room, lips pursed in a definitive pout as she walked down the half-familiar hallways. If only Bella had been around to keep her company. She wouldn't be staring at a potential husband if she'd been with her friend but the beater was sure that Bellatrix was probably avoiding everyone after what'd happened in school with Rodolphus, the prat. Attractive or not, a relationship was a relationship and he just hadn't respected that the way Bella deserved. Gwenog would deal with him properly if he didn't shape up, she'd already told the other seventh year girl so.

After wandering for about fifteen minutes, she opened up one of the many doors and found herself in an empty sitting room. Well decorated with a fireplace, bookcase, and armchairs as well as a chaise longue, all lovely to look at thought not necessarily comfortable. Still, she wasn't about to be a beggar and look into another room. The Hufflepuff headed towards the long chair, settling herself gracefully and sighing as her feet rested against incredibly soft cushions. Much better than she expected.

"Bloody hell," she murmured, downing the rest of her flute before placing it on the floor, wishing she'd had more. The turn of events played out in her mind as she stared off at the opposite wall and honestly, it was something almost unbelievable. A simple chat and suddenly, talk of marriage. Gwen played with her fingers absently, Edgar on her mind as well as Evan. "Bloody. Hell."

#para #Christmas 1976 #evan rosier #flashback #evantherosier #have a visual Evan #i hope this is alright #since we wanted to skip the shit and get on with the better stuff #xD

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I hear ya, love....

Alright, pitch in five minutes. We both know there's nobody out there this time of night. [She leans in, kissing him gently on the cheek before leaving, heading to the basement to get her things.]

I apologise for being so distracted...

#brotp: gryffinpuff #James Potter #chat #if it does #no complaints from her #and i won't say a word hun xD

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No brooding. [She pats his cheek.] Marauders are supposed to have smiles on their faces, cheeky bastards.

Off we go then.

[Deep in thought, near the great hall]

I’ve nothing else to do that isn’t brooding in hallways, let’s go.

#chat #Sirius Black #....i suddenly had a thought to beatership but it makes me think gwen might sleep with all the marauders at one point then #and i don't know how i feel about that XDXD

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Went back home, picked up some stuff if you're interested, Pothead. And you know my trunk's always full of liquor so...

We could also just grab our broom and head out for a quick fly around the pitch.

I apologise for being so distracted...

#chat #James Potter #brotp: gryffinpuff #and if they get drunk and high and fuck on their brooms on the pitch #i'm not surprised

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If you say so. [She lifts her bat and shrugs at him, offering a small smile, going for cheeky.] Saw ya and figured I could ask? Training alone's getting old and my beaters are 'tired' from yesterday's practice still.

[Deep in thought, near the great hall]

I’m alright, [He looks up at her, shaken from his thoughts, and took in the bat] Looking for a practice partner, doll?

#chat #Sirius Black

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[She has her bat with her, headed to the Pitch to workout, when she sees him.] Black! Ya got free time? [She moves closer, eyebrows furrowing when she realizes that he's concentrating.] ...Y'alright, Sirius?