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Normalize Eddie making fun of Richie’s taste in fashion 
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every time i start to feel cringe for being too deep in the hyperfixation i remember the intense depression i have waded through and have to remind myself that enjoyment is fleeting (so grab it with both hands), and life is for loving (so hold that love close), and if anyone thinks i’m cringe they must not be having a very good time (and i hope they can find a good time soon).
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It stands to reason that Harry’s holding groceries when he runs into Draco Malfoy for the first time in twenty years.
Well— doesn’t run into, exactly. No, more like peers through a shop window like a right barmy bastard, bits of overspilling lettuce brushing his arm and passers-by on Diagon shooting him strange looks.
Of course Malfoy has to look up from the till— because, yes, Draco Malfoy is a shopkeeper on Diagon Alley apparently— and see him goggling. So, of course, Harry has to step inside, as though he meant to make a stop at— right, yeah, Narcissus Needlework Studio— all along, holding brown paper packages of vegetables.
Malfoy’s frowning when Harry makes his way over to the till.
“I don’t want any trouble,” he says. “I’ve registered the shop, everything’s perfectly within regulation—“
“Trouble?” Harry blinks. “Oh, no. I’m not an Auror. Anymore.”
“I know that,” Malfoy says unhappily. “The whole Wizarding World all over Europe knows that. Only you’ve never left well enough alone, have you, Potter?”
Harry’s forty next month. He’s lived twenty years seeing hide nor hair of Draco Malfoy, and he’s never gone looking. Well, except for that one time when he was twenty one and went to the Manor as a trainee Auror for a— well, it was a routine check, really. And that other time when he was twenty five and thought he saw a man at a club who looked just like Malfoy from the back and was convinced for four months Malfoy was back in London and must be up to something if no one knew about it. And that time when he was thirty two— and, oh, alright, Harry hasn’t ever left well enough alone, not when it comes to Malfoy, at least.
This time, though, Harry really didn’t go looking. And it’s definitely Malfoy.
“I just wanted some— thread,” Harry says. A needlework studio should have some of that, shouldn’t it?
“Thread,” says Malfoy. He looks down, deliberately, at Harry’s lettuce.
“For Molly,” Harry says. “As a, um, birthday present. New shop on Diagon, thought I’d pop by. Seemed the place, you know. Didn’t know it was yours.”
Molly’s birthday, Malfoy doesn’t need to know, is in December. It’s June.
Malfoy continues to stare at him, until Harry’s unsure whether to get indignant about it all or turn tail and flee.
“Well,” says Malfoy before he can make a choice. “Embroidery yarn for you, then, Potter. Come along.”
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“I’ll see you again, I assume,” Malfoy says at the end of what transpires to be a surprisingly smooth purchase.
Harry nods.
He only realises after he leaves that there’s no reason for him to come back. He’s seen it for himself— what Draco Malfoy’s up to these days. Nothing nefarious or suspicious, just yarn and needles and tapestries on Diagon.
Except, well, he’s committed now, hasn’t he? And Harry Potter’s a man of his word. He said yes, when Malfoy asked— Malfoy asked!— so he’ll be back.
And really, if he has to invent Hermione’s sudden new and passionate interest in needlework— well. That’s between Harry and his lettuce.
written for @drarrymicrofic’s prompt “sewing”. i just personally think harry james potter could be seventy five and still rapidly become obsessed with draco malfoy at any given moment.
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I love the first season of atla
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Katara’s stubborn hope makes me highly emotional and she inspires me and she’s my hero ok
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The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999) dir. Anthony Minghella
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I’m putting in my too weak notice.
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if you see this, please reblog with your zodiac sign, if you’re an older/middle/younger sibling or an only child, and the household task you hate to do the most
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- When the King returns from his hunt, I’ll tell him the truth. You must be gone by then. You and your children. I will not have their blood on my hands. Go as far away as you can, with as many men as you can. Because wherever you go, Robert’s wrath will follow you. - And what of my wrath, Lord Stark?
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i am a tragedy enjoyer before i am human
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— The Brothers Karamazov
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From Pierre-Auguste Renoir’s ‘The Cat with Julie Manet’, 1887
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Having someone match your wit or your weirdness without hesitation is actually so fucking comforting and fun.
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LEIA ORGANA Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope (1977)
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Something about the way Renegade Nell turns being the older sister into magic -- either wonderful or terrible. For Nell, her magic is almost like an expression of the deep responsibility she feels as the eldest sister. She has to fight, she has to make things right, she has to protect, she has to always, always be able to get up when she gets knocked down. She needs to be fast, she needs to be unstoppable. Meanwhile, Sophia's abilities are everything calculating and savage about an elder sibling protecting a younger one. She needs strength that is unseen, that is fast and deadly, that is so terrifying that it makes enemies flee before they can ever touch her little brother. She will do anything -- right or wrong -- for Thomas.
Just. Older sisters.
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screams and cries. sofia and nell are such parallels to one another. nell doesn’t overly care about the queen herself but she wants to stop poynton from taking things too far. sofia doesn’t overly care about dethroning the queen but she wants to help poynton to protect herself. and both of them just want to keep their families safe. both are widowed, both lost their mothers at some point and their fathers only recently. both have these incredible powers and a strong, passionate drive for their goals. but sofia is surrounded by people who want to manipulate her, people who are selfish and brass; where nell has people who love her, who see her beyond her abilities. so alike, and yet so different
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