#Astoria Woods

[bigmeandragonlady]

@/mythir on Twitter made this fun romance chart, which I filled out for a couple of my more recent characters

since I have more room here, I'm going to dive into their sheets a little under the cut

Astoria

Song: Sun I Will Rise by Dune Moss

Right in the middle b/c difficulty rating varies on whether she's romances as a human or a vampire. Vampire is harder.

Gifts: prefers experiences and practical gifts

I forgot when her birthday was, guessed, and was wrong. she was born on the spring equinox would be a pisces/aries, i think.

A little further into the polyamorous b/c i think she would be up for merging with another couple, the right couple

Alignment good/evil is a little skewed b/c of her setting. she's one of the more 'morally upright' ppl of the cast but has also hunted down and killed people so i just slapped her 'ideal partner' right in the middle

the hunting is, you guessed it, people. doesn't necessarily mean they're dead but uh

the car thing is not an empty threat

Aelyn

Song: Two Weeks by FKA Twigs

Up there in difficulty, almost bordering on nightmare- I've already stated that she would likely sabotage and torpedo a relationship once she felt it coming on. It would take someone willing to push through and forgive that

Her alignment shifts through out the course of her life all over the Neutral/good/chaotic squares. I wouldn't ever really put her in 'lawful' b/c she has not only broken the law frequently but is (even as a shepherd) willing to bend/discard the rules when and how she needs to

Star sign is N/A as the world she's in uses a different calendar but she is a spring baby

It might come as a surprise b/c she is, for lack of a better word, kind of a slut but she's pretty low on the kink meter, esp compared to Ash who's into shit like bloodplay

I thought about the monogamous vs poly quite a bit and i'm leaning towards pretty strictly monogamous. She MIGHT be okay with a v centered on herself but turns out she's a lil possessive and her partner having a partner would not jive with her. threesomes/group sex is great though (as long as she gets the most attention)

I got a little confused when it came to paranoid/carefree. When it comes to starting a relationship or thinking of being in one at all she's uh reluctant but is not jealous or suspicious of her partner. If she feels she has to be it's a big ole' red flag for her and she'll be inclined to end things.

Also with greedy/giving. In regards to her time and effort in an actual relationship she's very giving but if we're talking sex and attention, she can be very greedy

Evil/good: I want to lean her onto good but her main romance is also a thief and ex-assassin

#i thought about filling it out for Nina but I don't know her very well yet #aelyn wildegarde #astoria woods #shoh

[izharmilgram]

#theodore nott x oc #aster greengrass #theo nott #thinking of a ship name for them #divinestar? #asther? #luna lovegood #daphne greengrass #oliver wood #percy weasley #trans astoria greengrass #transmasc #harry potter fanart #hogwarts grounds #send potential ship names my way #hufflepuff x slytherin #rare paring #hp rare pair

[nctural]

astoria ran her finger around the rim of her glass, a bored look on her face. "today is crap - honestly, i thought december was supposed to be fun and exciting - i have to be honest i'm not feeling very festive this year." she mused, shrugging at the thought.

#conversations | astoria wood

[chocolateforg]

#Theo #Theo nott #Theodore nott #Harry potter #Hp #Slytherin #Slytherin trio #Dramione #Draco #Draco Malfoy #Hermione #Hermione granger #Slytherin boys #luna lovegood #Ginny Weasley #Ron Weasley #Oliver wood #blaise zabini #Pansy Parkinson #Astoria greengrass #daphne greengrass #chocolateforg

[liiilyevans]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love

Hello my lovely friend! Thank you so much for this sweet ask! It's really hard for me to choose which fics are my favs, but I think I've managed to narrow it down. In no particular order:

Invisible String - Bill/Fleur, E

I wrote this for Weasley Fest and I had the best time with it! I related to Bill a lot more than I thought I would as I was writing him, and I loved putting my own spin on Fleur.

Life's a Witch - Ginny centric, T

Another fest contribution! I wrote this for @hp-12monthsofmagic, which is still going on if anyone is interested! I saw the prompt and immediately thought of Ginny and being pushed out of Quidditch and how she might handle that. So, this little one-shot was born.

Uncharted Territory - George/Angelina, M

The fic that brought me back to the fandom. (@harryissuchalittleshit can take credit for this as well.) At the beginning of this year, I decided I wanted to get into writing more. I saw some prompts for fluffuary, and I said, ok, you're going to write at least a thousand words every day for a month. If you do that and you don't want to write anymore, then you can quit again. I didn't quit again and I'm so happy about that.

your heart was glass, i dropped it - Draco/Astoria, T

I love the way this fic turned out. I just loved building out pureblood society and pretending that I was there with Astoria as she was in Venice. Like who doesn't want to just jet off to Italy when the chance comes? I also really liked the character development that took place in this fic. It's just one that I'm really proud of.

Reunion is Sweet - Katie/Oliver, T

This is an older fix and honestly, it was just so much fun to write. The OG Quidditch team (minus Fred) are in it and there's laughter and drama and romance and drinking. It was a riot to say the least.

#bill weasley #fleur delacour #bleur #ginny wealsey #george weasley #angelina johnson #georgelina #draco malfoy #astoria greengrass #drastoria #katie bell #oliver wood

[indemnae]

THIRTY MONTHS OF NOX ! six characters featuring @dolors, @taciiturns, @witchbiitches, @hoggleswart, @qviddiitch and @cvriousheart.

ASTORIA YEŞILÇIMEN, PLAYED BY CHERRY.

cherry, my fellow and favourite aussie. <3 i love you with my entire heart and i love your characters just as much, so choosing just one was a challenge. at the end astoria won because her and cho’s friendship ? they truly own my entire ass. this almost went to parvati because honestly speaking, she’s an underrated favourite of mine but you execute her so perfectly just like you do with the rest of your characters. believe me when i say that it’s not even an exaggeration, as i’m sure that i speak for everybody here when i say that your characters are so detailed and it’s one of the many things that i love so much about you ! not to mention your writing, i am forever in awe. i could go on and on, but i just love you and your characters so much. <3

MIKAELA KARKAROFF, PLAYED BY LEX.

this spot was originally going to be for ismene, but i chose kaela because i love her so god damn much and how iconic she is. not to undermine how much i love ismene because she has a special place in my lil heart and always will. <3 lex, you’re honestly one of the most funniest people i’ve met and i love the one liners you come up with when it comes with kaela. i’ve still yet to come up with how i can slide connections for her with any one of my girls, but seeing you on the dashboard in general is always such a joy and ilysm !

PANSY PARKINSON, PLAYED BY RACHEL.

without exaggeration, choosing only one between all of your characters was another great challenge for me, because i genuinely love every single character that you’ve brought in. whether they’ve been a canon character or an original character, you always manage to make them so different from one another, and bring so much life into your characters. i enjoy all the ideas you come up with, and seeing them come to life on the dashboard so much more ! you are truly one of the most creative people i’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting, and it’s always so fun writing and coming up with plots with you. antigone and cho <3, nazli and cho <33, ginny and fleur <333, hande and fleur <3333 they are all so very dear to me and my heart. i love your characters so much, and you even more !

SEAMUS FINNIGAN, PLAYED BY ZIGGY.

ziggy, i honestly enjoy reading your writing so much because everything that you write sounds so chefs kiss ! seamus finnigan is an underrated character that you portray so perfectly, and there truly isn’t anyone that could play him as well as you do that it’s as if you’ve made up this canon character all by yourself. you’re that good ! jeremy allen white is also such an underrated, but absolutely hot take to have for seamus, and it works so well. i love him so much. <3 i can’t wait to come up with more plots and connections with him ( and the rest of your amazing characters ) for cho and fleur !

OLIVER WOOD, PLAYED BY MAEVE.

oliver wood, my favourite himbo character. <3 i feel like that isn’t what you were going for when it comes to oliver, but for him and cho’s dynamic, that’s how she and i see him. maeve, i don’t think you understand just how much i love your characters, but oliver really takes the cake for this round because of how well you’ve written him up. and because darren barnet is such a perfect faceclaim for him and i will never shut up about it ! i love the banter they have between each other and they are honestly my comedic relief friendship. i can’t wait to come up with more plots and connections with him, and the rest of your characters !

ORIANA TRELAWNEY, PLAYED BY CHRIS.

i don’t tell you this enough but i honestly am in love with oriana and cho’s dynamic very, very much. the fact that we have like four different threads going at the same time for them is a testament to just how much they mean to me! one of my favourite moments with you are coming up with oriana’s first prophecy together, and you telling me that you had never watched harry potter and you were running off everything rachel was telling you ahsjfajaf. you continue to be one of the most funniest people i know and ily a lot, chris !

#nox.task #astoria yeşilçimen. #mikaela karkaroff. #pansy parkinson. #seamus finnigan. #oliver wood. #oriana trelawney.

[ranger-kellyn]

Took me forever to get around to reading this, but I finally did! I finished it in two sittings, flying to Albuquerque and back, and without a doubt, I think it might be my favorite book.

Which, as someone who never cared for Peter Pan stories, is saying a lot. Had I not been on the airplane, surrounded by a bunch of strangers, there were plenty of times in the book where I was ready to sob. (ended up saving that for when i finally got back to my car and listened to Cardigan by Taylor Swift and just. sobbed at the line "tried to change the ending / peter losing wendy" dkfjhkdj)

A great book! A Peter Pan telling I can finally get behind and I honestly can't recommend it enough.

#i also love that it takes place up in Astoria #like!! i've been there!! #there were references i got!! neat!! #kellyn reads #lost in the never woods #aiden thomas does it again i loved cemetery boys and i love this one too #and i'm sure i'm going to love their next book as well

[exilae-moved]

also a.storia g.reengrass is now based in y.ellowjackets rather than f.ear street. i'll write up something properly later but she was a senior who had asthma and got diagnosed with fibromyalgia, rheumatoid arthritis, and pots during the summer between junior and senior year. she became an alternate rather than a first... whatever it's called. she is thus invited to nationals after allie broke her leg.

#she really struggles in the woods cuz of her illness... her medication runs out and her inhaler runs out #she tries not to but she really does believe in l.ottie and l.ottie's religion and such #yeah.... yeah #* ( 𝔈 ) · astoria greengrass : headcanon

[starrnobella]

I participated in Fairest of the Rare's Sing Me A Rare: The 1900s competition

Sealing Their Fate

starrnobella

Rated General Audience

Pairing: Oliver Wood/Astoria Greengrass

WC: 2151

Summary: Our fate is sealed. We are one so mote it be. It is done.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38295637

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14078311/1/Sealing-Their-Fate

#rare pair #hp rare pair #hp fanfic #astoria greengrass #oliver wood #astoria x oliver #fairest of the rare #sing me a rare

[the-sinking-ship]

Never Mind the Bollocks by The_Sinking_Ship

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rating: E

Wordcount: 118K

Collection: H/D Erised 2023, @hd-erised

Tags: found family, friends with benefits, slow burn, they were roommates, reluctant celebrity Harry Potter, not-so-reluctant celebrity Draco Malfoy, clubbing, drinking, smoking, drugs, parties, running from the cops, Harry rides a skateboard, jealousy, action, banter

Characters: Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Viktor Krum, Oliver Wood, Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, George Weasley, Seamus Finnegan, Astoria Greengrass, Dean Thomas, OCs (seriously, the gang's all here)

Summary:

If someone told Harry six months ago that by autumn he would be single, living on whisky and toast, and dancing the night away with Draco Malfoy, he would have told them to get their head checked.

And yet, here he was.

Notes: This fic was written for @shiftylinguini as a part of the Erised 2023 gift exchange! Big thanks to my betas @mintawasalreadytaken and @drarrymyheart for corralling this monster and the Erised mods for their patience and hard work.

READ ON AO3

#I'm baaaaaack mfers!! #erised 2023 #storiesfromthesinkingship #never mind the bollocks fic #drarry fic #drarry fanfiction #harry potter #draco malfoy

[draco-dormiens]

THE STRANGEST OF PLACES - Chapter Twenty Two

draco x fem!ravenclaw reader / postwar au series

warnings: strong language, angst, alcohol use (characters are 18+)

wc: 3375

masterlist

taglist is now closed - i’ve officially run out of tags! thank you all

One Hell of a Dinner Party

"So, Draco, your mother tells us you've taken a fancy to Ministry work," Mr Greengrass asks the young Malfoy heir from across the long dark wood table, between them a feast for at least a hundred people laid out by house elves scuttering to and fro, "fine place, the Ministry. Well, under the correct management, that is."

The man laughs, as Lucius joins purely out of politeness. Draco, too, manages a small laugh, as he pushes the food around his plate.

"Well, I've been thinking about that, yes," he answers, Astoria gazing at him from across the way, Daphne on her umpteenth glass of wine, "but I also like medicine, sir, so maybe a job at St. Mungo's."

"St. Mungo's, you say?" the older gentlemen looks over at this wife, Mrs Greengrass, who cuts her food into pea size pieces, and gives her an rather unreadable look, "very noble of you son, to want to help others, but what about the pay, and the hours? Not a very suitable job for a family man, wouldn't you agree, Lucius?"

"Ah, well, we have always told Draco he may choose whatever profession he would like," Lucius goes on to explain, dabbing the corners of his mouth with his napkin, "I'm sure, once he has climbed up the ranks, he will have more flexibility with the job."

Mr Greengrass scoffs amusingly.

"And how long would that take, Lucius? Narcissa, surely you would prefer Draco to choose a much more stable profession? There are plenty of places in accounting at the Ministry, I can always put a good word in for your boy." said Mr Greengrass.

Draco clenches his fist under the table. If it wasn't for his mother breathing down his neck, he would've given old Greengrass a piece of his mind. Astoria, like a deer in the headlights, looks between the adults with a nervous disposition.

"The offer is very much appreciated, isn't it, dear?" Narcissa then speaks up, looking over at Draco with a desperate sort of look in her eyes. Draco, already fed up and even more so now Mr Greengrass had voiced his opinion, takes a deep breath and forces a smile onto his face.

"Tell me, Mr Greengrass," Draco said in the most sarcastic tone he could muster, Daphne shaking her head at him in the corner of his eye in an attempt to stop whatever he was thinking about saying, "you've been at the Ministry for some time now. How do you find sleeping at night?"

"Right, how about some dessert?" Narcissa says very loudly, chair legs scraping along the dining room floor as she begins gathering plates and passing them to the tiny house elf, "I made the most delicious looking pavlova. Mrs Greengrass, care for some? Tea or coffee, anyone?"

Her voice seemed to be getting higher in pitch as she spoke, the tension now thick and rather unpleasant. Within a few minutes, the table was cleared and in floated several mouth-watering desserts. Along with Narcissa's pavlova, there was freshly baked strawberry cheesecake, double chocolate fudge cake and boats of pouring cream and custard. As the dessert settled on the tables service, talk of school began, and Draco's mind started to drift far away from the conversation around him.

"We are so proud of Astoria," Mrs Greengrass boasts, helping herself to the thinnest slice of cheesecake the world has ever seen, "we have full faith she will come out with top marks. Such a clever and interesting young woman."

Daphne snorts quietly as she indulges in chocolate cake, Draco meeting her eyes with a small smirk tugging at his lips. Astoria gives her sister a stern look. Their mother then changes the subject to Draco's school days, much to his dismay.

"Astoria tells us that you're rather sporty, Draco," Mrs Greengrass then asks, picking at her cheesecake, "she says you've taken up Quidditch this year?"

"He's always played Quidditch, Ma," Daphne rolls her eyes, "can't you remember?"

"The best seeker Slytherin has seen in years," Astoria speaks loudly over her sister, "Madam Hooch even says so. Thanks to him Slytherin have done extremely well this year."

"Isn't that wonderful, dear?" Mrs Greengrass says to Mr Greengrass, who hums in agreement as his mouth is full of pavlova, "and have you always liked playing Quidditch, dear?"

Draco clears his throat.

"I had a break in sixth year," he explains, all eyes now on him, "but I recently got back into it," he pauses for a moment, glancing at the six people around the table, "a good friend of mine helped me regain my passion for it."

Astoria choked a little on her dessert, before gulping down a glass of water.

"It's always nice to have good friends around you," Mrs Greengrass smiles, "does your friend also play Quidditch? Is he into sport?"

"She doesn't play, no," Draco smiles, the thought of you making his evening feel a little lighter. Daphne excuses herself to use the restroom, sensing the rise in tension as her mother's eyes widen to the size of the dessert plates.

"She?" Mrs Greengrass repeats in a sort of strained voice.

"Draco, why don't you tell Mr and Mrs Greengrass about your potions classes this year? You've thoroughly enjoyed them, haven't you?" Narcissa nudges Draco's leg under the table harshly, glaring at him over her cheesecake and cream.

"Do you have many friends, Draco?" Mrs Greengrass asks, shrugging off Narcissa, her face souring even though she was trying her best to keep a smile on her face. Mr Greengrass, oblivious to the current topic, was talking Lucius' ear off about his recent investment at the Ministry.

Draco grits his teeth, remembers what he's enduring this for, and lays down his fork.

"No, ma'am," he digs his nails into his knee to ease some of the frustration, Astoria staring at him with such intensity he almost feels his skin burning, "I'm afraid I don't mix all that well."

"He's being modest," Astoria laughs awkwardly, "Draco has many friends. Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini; you remember them, Mummy?"

She hums, and takes a miniscule bite of cheesecake.

Once dessert was over, the plates were cleared and in came the pots of tea and coffee, floating on silver trays with small, sugared biscuits on each coaster. A teacup was given to each of them, followed by their choice with cream or milk. Small talk passed the time, as Draco contemplated his entire existence in his cup of tea. In his pocket sits the little velvet box, a rock nestled in a silver band inside, waiting to be placed on Astoria's long, pale finger. He catches her line of vision when he looks up, and she smiles over her cup. He smiles back, and the guilt of his unrequited feelings starts to make him feel nauseous.

As soon as tea and coffee was finished, Narcissa leads the guests back to the drawing room, where fresh bottles of wine and glasses had been placed on a golden tray in the centre of the coffee table. The fire was smoldering, as even in the summer, the large rooms of Malfoy Manor rarely heat up enough. Conversation starts once more, and the time for Draco's proposal creeps ever closer. He could feel his parents eyes on him every second, any time he refilled Astoria's glass with sparkling grape presse and her fingers brushed his, even when he shuffled slightly in his seat. The anticipation was clearly killing them. Even Mrs Greengrass jolted when he moved. It seemed everyone was eager, except for him. Daphne became topic of conversation for a while, Narcissa asking her twenty questions from her job search to her love life.

"I just love wizarding fashion, Mrs Malfoy," Daphne explains, playing with the ends of her golden, silky hair. Daphne was always beautiful, but Blaise had long made his interests known for the eldest Greengrass daughter, "Madam Malkin has been so kind as to let me help her around the shop, only to get some experience. I want to be a steam stress eventually, and design my own tasteful gowns for young witches."

"And what about Pansy?" Draco hears his mother ask, and his heart drops to his feet upon remembering what Pansy had witnessed, "do you still see one another? I have invited the family over to the manor a few times. Lovely girl, isn't she, Draco?"

"Uh, yeah," Draco nods, trying to sound genuine, "she was always... around, right, Daph?"

Daphne stifles a laugh.

"Indeed she was," Daphne agrees, and then smirks devilishly, "I think the reason for that was her... what shall we call it... interest, in you, Dray."

"Interest. Sure." Draco sips on his wine as Daphne turns her head to chuckle. It would seem Pansy knew better than to blab about her findings that night; she may be a lot of things, Pansy Parkinson, but being disloyal to Draco didn't seem to be one of them. She knew, just as well as he did, that Draco knew her all too well. There were a fair few things he was sure her parents would be interested to find out about their precious Pansy.

"Would anyone care for a drink in the garden?" Narcissa then asks, giving Draco a knowing look, "Draco, why don't you take Astoria to see my flower beds and wait for us to join you?"

This was the moment he'd been dreading. In his mother's letter, she strictly said to be prepared for when she offers the Greengrasses a drink in the garden. That was the perfect time, she said, to get down on one knee. As Astoria's parents walk out into the courtyard, surrounded by Narcissa's immaculate flower beds, Draco would be asking for their daughter's hand in marriage. How romantic, his mother had written, under the summer moon. It will be spectacular.

How scripted, more like, is what Draco thought.

A sudden cold sweat dripped down Draco's back. He grips the little box in his pocket, and for a long moment, doesn't respond to what his mother was asking of him. He didn't realise how long he'd been standing there, slack-jawed, until Narcissa cleared her throat loudly and gave him a look only a mother could.

"Oh, uh, yes, I can do that," he then rushes out, and holds out a clammy hand for Astoria to take, "please, let me lead the way."

She takes his hand without haste. Draco, silently, takes the girl out of the drawing room and through the house, all the while gripping the box in his pocket. Astoria, not sure what to make of Draco's strange behaviour, remains just as quiet, her heels clicking along the tiled floors and echoing in the stale air. As they neared the glass doors leading to the courtyard, they pass the staircase leading up to the room which Draco took you to. The one with the big window that seems to look out at the entire universe. He stops, dead in his tracks, and stares at the doorway.

"I was just thinking how big the world is, you know?" you had said, and he remembers looking across at you and thinking how nice you looked. How pretty you were, and how ignorant he was for never noticing that, "like, all those little specs in the sky are something, and we're just here. Looking up at them. A small piece in a big puzzle."

He recalls thinking that your mind must be a rather interesting place, to come out with something as deep as that. But then you asked him, perhaps the most complicated question he'd ever heard, and if he thinks about it, if you were to ask him now, his answer would be completely different.

"Have you ever loved anyone?"

He remembers, his answer was no. And he was quite confident in that answer, but now...

Now he had tasted what it felt like to crave someone, to want their presence even in the most mundane moments. When he's alone in bed at night. When he's reading in silence. When he's needing a comforting word or someone to lean on.

"Draco?" Astoria's voice sounds distant, "are you alright?"

A tidal wave of memories came rushing back to him. Christmas. Watching the stars, playing chess in the Astronomy tower. Burning potions. Arguing. The moment you threw that silly little drawing into the fire. All those nights you spent listening to him ramble on about constellations. The taste of your lips and the feeling of your hand in his. How, no matter how much he tries, he simply cannot be without you. A piece of him was forever missing.

"Draco," Astoria shakes him a little, worry plastered all over her face when he finally snaps out of it and faces her, "what's wrong? You went rigid and pale. Are you feeling well?"

"I, uh..." he begins, but the words get stuck, and suddenly the long corridor is suffocating, the air is thin and his suit is uncomfortable, "need some air."

He rushes off without her, loosening his tie and running a hand through his neat hair. Astoria hurries after him, calling for him to slow down, to tell her what was wrong. As he approaches the courtyard doors, he pushes them open with so much force that the glass rattles in the panes. The cooler night air hits him like a bludger to the head, and for the first time in an extremely long time, one thing was so strong and clear in his mind that everything else was getting lost within it, and his strength was returning to his spent and beaten soul.

"I can't do this," he says, as Astoria comes to a halt behind him, panting slightly, "I... can't do this. I see it now. All this time I've... What the fuck am I doing?"

Astoria doesn't say anything, instead, she merely comes to stand beside him. For a long moment, they just stand in silence.

"Draco," Astoria then breaks it, and Draco's watery eyes meet hers, "we both know what is expected of us tonight. Right now, as we stand here, they are waiting for the right time to witness our engagement. Even Daphne sussed it."

"Astoria," Draco's quiet voice says, "I can't-"

"Do you believe in soul mates, Draco?" Astoria continues, but Draco can't seem to find an answer. The pretty brunette continues anyway, "because I do. I believe it's not our hearts that yearn for another, but our souls. I like to think, that somewhere out there, a soul wanders this earth looking for its other half... it's soul mate."

She then turns to face him fully, a gust of wind ruffling her long brown locks. A smile graces her features, and she gently places her hand on his face.

"I want you to know, whatever you chose to do tonight, I understand," she whispers to him, "because the other half of my soul is still out there... but you, Draco, you have found yours."

"What are you saying, 'Storia?" Draco mutters, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, "you've always been so adamant that this is what needs to happen. Why the sudden change of heart?"

She shrugs.

"It's true, that I'd be happy to marry you, Draco," she admits freely, "but seeing you tonight, how stressed you've been, how unsettled throughout dinner. Why should someone make you feel that way? No matter what way you look at it, you are unhappy. We would marry, and you would still be unhappy. You'd learn to live with it, because that's the kind of man you are. Monogamous and faithful," she retracts her hand and looks out over the garden, "when you stopped back there, you were thinking of her, weren't you?"

"I feel so terrible," he whispers, squeezing his eyes shut, "why is this happening?"

"I want you to understand that I will never think ill of you, Draco," Astoria reassures him, "I don't think I ever could. If you walk away now, then I will not stop you. If you chose to stay and marry me, then I can only ask that you learn to live with your decision, and we make the best out of this situation. You have a choice. I never should have made you think otherwise. It was wrong of me."

A choice. Draco has never been presented with one of those before. He takes a deep, shaky breath and then remembers Grangers words. He remembers the dinner at Weasleys, the chance that Granger had taken the liberty to offer him, and as if a fire was lit from under him, courage and warmth spread throughout his entire body.

"Astoria," he says firm and serious, turning his entire body to face her fully, and takes her hands in his, "I want you to know that I have always and will always wish you happiness. You will make someone very happy one day, I'm absolutely certain of it, but mostly," he presses a quick kiss to her hand, "I thank you, for giving me something no one ever has before."

"What's that?" she asks, tilting her head slightly.

"A choice," he whispers, and she smiles a teary smile.

"Go to your soul mate, Draco," she tells him, "and don't look back, you understand?"

He pulls her into his embrace, squeezes her as if his life depends on it, and backs away before breaking into a sprint across the garden. If he was to make it, he at least had to apparate to Weasleys before the night was over. But first, he had to get as far away from the manor as he could. Behind him, he could hear the commotion, and Mr Greengrasses furious voice bellowing.

"What do you mean he's gone?" the man shouts, Astoria's calmer voice trying to explain the situation best she could. Draco hid behind a large oak tree, far enough away to apparate safely. As he catches his breath, he hears Mrs Greengrass uncontrollably sobbing and wailing into the night like a hurt animal.

"Stood up! Our precious Astoria! You should be ashamed Narcissa, ashamed I tell you!"

"It's not like that!" Astoria's voice yelled, causing the ruckus to seize, "this is a mutual decision, mother."

"Our son would never do this without reason, Mrs Greengrass, please be assured," Narcissa tries to quell the situation, "there has to be a perfectly good explanation."

"He's in love with someone else," Daphne puts simply, and gasps from all around are heard throughout the night, "he has to be. Silly boy thinks he's hiding it well. Couldn't be more obvious if he said it out right."

"With who, exactly?" Narcissa asks frantically, "not once has he mentioned..." she trails off, remembering a slice of conversation between them, a small detail she should have paid much more mind to, when he asked "Would you and father resent me?"

"Narcissa!" Mr Greengrass says abruptly, "explain this mess or so help me-"

"If you speak to my wife in that tone again, Mr Greengrass, I think you may need to leave." Lucius says coolly, coming to stand before the man, who was much smaller in comparison.

"No need to worry, Lucius, as we are very much leaving," Mr Greengrass flares his nostrils, "girls, get your coats. Never again are we stepping foot in this house."

Mrs Greengrass, still sobbing and wailing, follows her husband back through the house. Daphne politely thanks Narcissa and Lucius with a sympathetic smile. As Astoria passes, she thinks twice about saying something, and then double backs on herself.

"Mr and Mrs Malfoy," she calls back, and they both turn to face her, "Draco may not want me to intervene, but I must say this," She pauses, looking back as her father calls for her, "he has tried, for many months now, to gather the courage to marry how you wish. He has battled with his true feelings and the fear of disappointing you. Even I, and I realise now I had no place, tried to convince him that he must follow this path, and not the one he chooses for himself," another furious call from Mr Greengrass and Astoria begins backing away towards the glass doors, "please, if there's one thing I can ask of you, it's that you hear him out. Please."

"ASTORIA, IF YOU DON'T GET HERE RIGHT NOW-"

"Please, listen to him," are her final words as shes rushing back through the doors and out of sight, leaving Narcissa and Lucius in a state of utter confusion.

And just over the way, behind the large oak tree, Draco successfully apparates to the Weasley's home.

disclaimer: i do not own hp or any of the characters in this story

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[bigmeandragonlady]

downtime

#reupload b/c i wasn't happy with her face #[redacted] woods #my art #artists on tumblr #tvd #the vampire diaries #my oc #Astoria Woods

[hometoursandotherstuff]

The above actual side shot of this 1892 Victorian in Astoria, Oregon was removed from the realtor's listings. (I wonder if they're still there, though.) It has 4bd, 2ba, $748,158.

It's a lovely Victorian.

Oh, no, it looks like they painted the newel post and railing brown. Well, it does match.

The sitting room gets some nice light, love the alcove and inlaid floor. The light could be a repro, but it's beautifully matched.

Beautiful fireplace and pocket doors in the 2nd sitting room.

The dining room is so pretty.

Here, you can see how the wood was painted over brown. It's not the original wood tone, but it doesn't look terrible. I guess it's better than white.

Like that the kitchen isn't overly modernized, but it needs a little something more. At least a backsplash.

Has a cute pantry.

Upstairs hall- love the built-in storage.

Lovely bedroom with 2 window seats.

This pretty & bright bd. has a door to the balcony.

Nice large guest bedroom.

Love the vintage bath.

It has a nice side yard with a Victorian style iron fence.

Beautifully detailed home.

https://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/690-17th-St_Astoria_OR_97103_M28683-74805

#victorian home #old house dreams #houses #house tours #home tour

[nctural]

#musings | astoria wood #Spotify

[cozybearz]

I’ve been wanting to make this post for a bit. My friends have been dealing with housing insecurity and difficulty covering living expenses for them and their two dogs for a few months now, they are both immunocompromised, at high risk for Covid, and under a lot of stress daily. If you can donate to them either directly and/or through their fundraiser, and also share this post, it would be so greatly appreciated

heres the fundraiser link, and direct donations are also super helpful and needed

Cashapp: $LelandChazen

Venmo: artbydykes

(description from their fundraiser page explaining their situation below)

“Hi everyone! I’m Leland. My wife’s name is Eve and we have two sweet dogs named Rickie and Ralphy. We live in a travel trailer near Astoria, Oregon.

Eve and I are both immunocompromised and high risk for contracting Covid-19. This would likely prove fatal for me and cause Eve to have long lasting health effects.

Unfortunately, I lost my job working for Trans Lifeline as a Crisis Hotline Operator in December 2023. It was a remote job that I loved very much. The organization furloughed and fired direct service workers rather than the folks that are making six figures (who have let the organization down greatly.)

Hotline Operators are peer support workers who take calls from Trans folks in crisis—some are suicidal or are in the act of committing suicide. It’s a very hard job. Unfortunately, we are the most underpaid staff within the organization. It is nearly impossible to have a savings account when you’re trying to make sure your bills are paid and you have food on the table.

By firing the most important, yet vulnerable staff, Trans Lifeline knew they were putting Trans employees in dire situations.

I have to work remotely to keep myself safe. Since I was fired in December, I have been applying to jobs daily. It is incredibly hard to find remote work.

Since losing my job, Eve and I lost our housing, forcing us to live in a travel trailer which has been a very difficult situation. We have had flooding leading us to be without running water and a working toilet. On top of that, the trailer was incredibly moldy, which was a blow to both of our immune systems.

We cannot afford basic necessities, our vital medical prescriptions, doctors appointments, dog food, gas and masks.

We are now two months behind on our car payment and a month behind on our trailer payment.

To make matters worse, a few days ago our tire flew off of our truck. Luckily, we were unharmed, but we are without a safe, working vehicle that we rely on, as we live in the woods. Nothing is within walking distance.

The stress this has caused is severe. It has exacerbated my chronic illness symptoms and my mental health is suffering.

We are at risk of having both our car and home repossessed.

I am still waiting on unemployment. However, $1000/month does not cover our expenses. It doesn’t come close.

Please help us stay afloat for the next few months, as I desperately try to find a new job.

❤️,

Leland and Eve”

#i unfortunately live far away from them and also dont have income so i can only help a little bit #but they’ve been dealing with so much and can use any help anyone can give with covering their basic living expenses #long post #mutual aid

[octuscle]

As an American I wonder if it's really so hard to live in Mexico. I mean they've really nice beaches, nice food, and so on. Does chronivac offer a culture exchange? I'd like to live for a while as a mexican seeing what life looks like through latin eyes

For the cultural exchange, I ask you to join our experience center at the Waldorf Astoria Los Cabos Pedregal.

A nice hotel, you think. But you wanted to get to know the real Mexico. Not the luxury resorts where hardly any Mexicans stay. On the other hand, of course, there will also be rich Mexicans… It doesn't matter, just enjoy it. The lady at the reception configures the Chronivac, hands you your room key and wishes you a nice stay. Except "Gracias" you don't know much Spanish. So you say "Gracias" and take the elevator to your room.

Wonderful suite! But the program is not cheap. You mix yourself a Negroni at the bar in the living room and admire the sunset. And while you are still thinking about where to have dinner, you get incredibly tired. And you fall asleep on the sofa with the Negroni in your hand.

The alarm clock pulls you out of sleep at 04:00. Despite the squeaking fan on the ceiling, the air in your room is incredibly stuffy. Hardly any fresh air comes through the small hatch. And four of you share the room. Miguel, Antonio and Jose work in the kitchen, they can still sleep. But as a gardener, you have to make sure that the lawns and pool terraces are immaculate when the first gringos take a dip in the pool in four hours. And even if you cleaned everything up before you went to bed dead tired at 10:00 p.m. last night, you know exactly what it looks like upstairs now. The traces of the night's parties will be omnipresent. So you grab work gloves and a garbage bag and start putting away glasses, bottles, condoms and other trash. Silently, if possible. Afterwards, you'll mop up vomit, collect leftover panties, wigs, and other things that you seriously wonder how you could lose.

It's 6:00 a.m. and the sun is rising as the couches are lined up again on a clean floor. The first guests are on their way. Sunrise yoga on the beach, jogging. And a few poor devils who came without a private jet on the scheduled flight are already making their way to the airport. You arm yourself with a rake and take care of the sand on the beach. Today was more mess than usual, you are almost an hour behind schedule. A little later than planned, however, the beach is also prepared for the first guests at 08:30. And you can take a break. There is a small grove behind the pool, where you can be mostly undisturbed. You light a cigarette. And as usual it does not take long until you hear the cracking of branches A gringo comes the way to you. You know him. You are lucky with him. He is usually showered, knows your price and does not haggle. Even if you could speak better English, you wouldn't exchange big words. You get down on your knees and free the morning wood of your first customer from the bathing shorts.

Your clients love you not only for your talented lips, your agile tongue and your discretion. Hardly any other hustler in the hotel is so happy about a load of cum in the face like you. But you know that every client brings you a little closer to freedom and a life in the USA.

#male tf #reality change #tank top #race change #age reduction #male transformation