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blysse-and-blunder · 7 months

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in lieu of a long weekend

10pm, sunday, oct 8, 2023

it's canadian turkey-day tomorrow ~ it's windy and grey outside ~ there is pumpkin pie in the fridge and i'm wearing an extremely pleasing wooly sweater my housemate was going to give away. we've turned the heat on for the first time this season. the cozy season of the year has arrived.

reading finished victoria goddard's whiskeyjack, book 3 in the greenwing & dart series! reading this series for me is an exercise in noticing the easter eggs that tell me it was written by a medievalist, and an academic, and a medievalist academic with a degree from the program i'm currently in. there's so much in this particular volume about poetry analysis. she came so close to using the word 'semiotic' and actually did use the phrase 'exoteric.' while i might have quibbled about things like pacing and plot and how i still don't always think first-person is a good fit in the hands of most authors, these books are like tailor-made for me. i can't not enjoy them.

and then on the other hand, i spent some extremely happy hours this past week with patrick o'brian's post captain. when i first read the aubrey books, i was probably in high school, fresh out of racing through the hornblower series. because the aubreyad is-- i'll be honest-- better writing, but also demands more of you as a reader, i fully didn't appreciate like 80% of this book. i knew the series, as much by osmosis as by actual time spent reading, and reading it now? felt like coming home. especially since i now have the attention, and the ability, to read between the lines. to pick up on the irony, the allusions, the humor, the misdirection! the women oh my god how did i not appreciate sophie, diana, or mrs. williams before now. i didn't mind before how little of the larger world and society made it into the movie, but i actually understand the griping now. but even more than that, i found the ship action and actual, like, battle extremely tense and interesting this time; i was up well into the night at one point just to see what would happen next, because i was nervous for my dear boys.

watching friday night double-feature with @hematiterings where we enjoyed the first three new episodes of Our Flag Means Death and finished with another two of netflix's Arcane: League of Legends, which we're probably going to finish fairly soon so i'll focus on that one. just quickly though, had a great time with the first new ofmd episode, just extremely good work from all involved, and then was weirdly not as into the second two-- though the end of ep 3 was back to grand. i think in general i like where the season is going, and i'm going to withhold further comment until we've seen some more.

i was not expecting to like arcane as much as i have been. didn't have a clue what it was when we started, but the art style has absolutely blown me away. here's a quick run-down of the animation, which is a mix of hand-painted digital, 2D, and absolutely gorgeous. it looks like a video game and a painting at the same time-- not in the same way spiderverse combines animation and illustration, but with some familiar elements. people's eyes have this amazing jewel-like depth and clarity? scenery that made us go 'oh, paris looks so nice!' and 'man i love cyberpunk' and other such witticisms. but seriously, if you like good animation and also art nouveau-inspired steam-punk aesthetics, there's a lot here. plus a good (dare I? could league of legends be good, actually?) tragic story-line, and enough twists that i haven't seen coming, to really get me curious about what comes next.

listening a long time ago, probably back in 2021 around the time of the most recent album, i think @mankillercalledbunny was sharing playlists or links that featured The Amazing Devil, and at roughly the same time i had a spotify playlist include a track or two for me, and now here we are. had their two albums "ruin" and "the horror and the wild" on all week, which made it a bit hard to read at times because i would get caught in the lyrics. this is exactly the kind of music two people who met at the RSC would make, it is dramatic, sort of gothic, sort of folky, sort of theater. the contrary motion, the interweaving voices, esp. in the chorus of "marbles", is where i've been living recently. i like knowing this about joey batey, i like that he has this extra dimension now when i see him as jaskier! i hope he can find a way to come back to it again, whenever.

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playing i finally (after how long!) got the wizard's ink well - witch's pendant - goblins (??) quest in stardew! not a hard one at all, but so satisfying to be able to use that hint that had been hovering there in the library for the past, oh, real-world year or so. i'm like 50 pieces of hardwood away from getting the ferry up and running too, and i'm excited to move off of the plateau i've been on and open up the next level of the world.

making i mentioned the pumpkin pie up top, and it did turn out well this year despite a distracted me happening to leave out the butter when mixing the filling-- i noticed before it got into the oven, luckily, and was able to add it in! but...while it was in the pie crust, which was kind of sloppy. no nicely pinched or braided crust for me this year. and then, since the size of can of pumpkin you buy here is always a little too big for the recipe, i tried out the smitten kitchen pumpkin bread that many friends have recommended before, and that has been a delight. moist without being dense or heavy, but still very substantial? a little bit less sugar than the recipe called for, and no freshly ground nutmeg, but we did have fresh ginger and overall it is very nice. it also rose architecturally, which was maybe a function of it being on a higher rack? or of me miss-counting scoops of baking soda? anyway, hilarious.

working on working on consistency. working on momentum. working on not getting in my own way. draft of this conference paper due 10/26, slides and notes for this guest lecture due 10/25, and the chapter abides. the conference paper serves it directly, however, which i feel good about. i keep finding new things to read about, and keep being glad i've continued researching, since i'm coming up with excellent (it feels) material to work with, but i can't let that get in the way of actually. writing.

#in lieu of a commonplace book #ilcb #weekly roundup

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firesofdainix · 11 months

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Hello I'm here to let you know that I'm very slowly making my way through reading the absolute giant that is phoenix and so far im fking loving it it's SO GOOD i cannotjehsjen

(also I'm subscribed to ur ao3 and was absolutely fucking SHOOK at the word count when i got the email and saw the first chapter 😭)

HAHAHA yes I shall feed on your tears and excitement!!! The word count is very long because my brain is working OVERTIME writing the damn thing so people can enjoy the niche I made just by watching a movie!!! I have to postpone the next chapter to July due to WIP scheduling, but let's hope everything goes well for these merry people!

(I also shook myself just looking at my word count, now that you say it...)

Anyways here's a little... something, as a treat!

SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE BIG REVEAL OF CHAPTER 3 UNDER THE CUT!

Olivia becomes slack-jawed, looking at the screen in horror. "No."

"It's true," Lloyd replies with a shrug, keeping the grief and betrayal he feels underneath his mask of nonchalance. "It makes sense, if you think about it."

“It doesn’t,” Olivia snaps, but her face is filled with fear. Perhaps fear over the fact that she perceives the devil to be incarnated as Kai? “How can he be alive? We… we made sure he wouldn’t survive.”

Cole tries not to feel pissed at that sentence. He oh so wanted to shout at them, tell them that they have forsaken a good person for selfish gains.

“We live in a world where ghosts exist in the same plane as us,” Lloyd tells her gently, but still grimacing about the permanent touches Morro has left for him. His touch on his mind was so intimate he couldn’t think or talk about him without shuddering. “While it also took a lot of time for me to wrap my head around it, the evidence points to him being alive.”

“How?”

“Dark magic,” Garmadon says simply, all four arms behind him as he looks at the picture of Kai, and back at Red Carnage. He dares to ignore the implications that he created this situation, all because he was a megalomaniac and wanted the power he has always asked for. Now, he is not sure what he wants, and why he is so tense at confronting what is actually a young man for the murder he has committed. “Or a cloning.”

“He isn’t cloned,” Cole insists, as Olivia starts to panic, breaths rising and falling at a rapid pace. Her eyes are fixed on Kai’s smiling picture, associating him with the picture on the left, of a gruesome murderer, difficult to endure.

Olivia whips her head around to face her lord, tears forming in her eyes. “This is karma, Lord Garmadon.” Her voice was small and quiet, as the tears started streaming down her cheeks. “We have angered your father on the other side and he sent Kai back to the living to hunt us down.”

#ninjago #lego ninjago #kai smith #lloyd garmadon #chel answers #manji wips #uh oh! kai came back wrong au #morro ghosts spirits are brought up here a lot #but the main theme is revenge #also i just really like the idea of karmic retribution and the flummoxing idea that is vigilante killing #the FSM being a vengeful god is my favorite change in this world as well #cole brookstone #nya smith #lord garmadon #not to get political but kai as a villain doing villain things for the sake of being a villain is boring #that's what caused this fic to happen in the first place #an au i want to write where i have so much liberties while ripping off favorite pieces of media i like

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iwaizumisbabe · 2 years

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WILL YOU LOVE ME?; bakudeku pt. 4

NAVIGATION | RULES | ALL CHAPTER | MAIN MASTERLIST

← MHA MASTERLIST

FRIDAY; 08/25/2034

─ 𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢𝗨 𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜

The week passed very quickly. Deku had tried to talk to me again and again, but I simply blocked.

It sounded so stupid in my head, but Deku's behavior on Saturday had hurt me very much. This feeling was new for me. Never had I relied on anyone. I did it once and then regretted it right away...

Today was the day of that stupid party I would go to anyway, even if I thought it was stupid. It is definitely stupid.

Shitty Hair had certainly gone to a lot of trouble with the others, and even if I didn't show it, I liked Shitty Hair and the others, so I was going to do them the favor.

Someone knocked on my door and opened it seconds later. Speak of the devil...

"Bakugō?" he asked, stepping into my room.

"Yes, Shitty Hair?"

"Can you help us?", I couldn't help but breathe all annoyed, "It's nothing big, really!"

"What is it?", I can't believe I'm seriously caving in.

"We just need someone to set up the tables. They're pretty heavy, even for me and Mezo. It's super fast too; honestly," his grin was so wide you could see his teeth.

"Alright, but I have to change later, so we'll have to hurry."

"You're coming?" he asked incredulously.

"I promised you I would. You think I'm breaking my promises, Shitty Hair?" sparks flew from my hands.

"No, no. Of course not."

─ 𝗠𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗬𝗔 𝗜𝗭𝗨𝗞𝗨

I sat on the couch of the common room and watched Kacchan setting up the tables. Well, watching was a nice way to put it.

"Stop staring like that!" whispered Todoroki to me.

"Have you seen his arms? And his muscles...", the next moment heat rose to my face.

"Are we done?" shouted Kacchan across the room.

"Yes, thank you Bakubro," you could hear Kirishima's fists slamming together. Sometimes I'm really jealous of him.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. See you in a bit Shitty Hair!", with the words he had disappeared to the upper floors.

─ 𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢𝗨 𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜

Even if there were not many tables, I sweat as if I had run 15 km. Sometimes I really curse my Quirk...

Quickly I went to shower, after all I had not much time left.

Freshly showered I put on my only shirt, what I owned. Mina had the stupid idea to introduce a dress code. Although this pink alien had managed to get me to wear a shirt, she could forget about the tie.

Before I left my room, I looked in the mirror once more and checked that everything was in place.

↳ time skip 𖦹

"Bakubro, there you are!" shouted Kirishima from the corner where the tables were.

"Did I take this long or what?", why do you always react so annoyed and aggressive?

"Don't get mad right away, Bakugō. Here, beer for you.", Mina handed me an open beer, whereupon everyone else standing around us bumped their bottle against mine and started a conversation.

I listened and interjected a sentence or two every now and then, but my gaze was almost continuously on Deku. Isn't this the seventh cocktail he's had? For all of them being non-alcoholic, he looks pretty drunk.

It took a brief moment for my brain to put the puzzle pieces together. Shit, they're not non-alcoholic...!

Deku and I were separated by only a few feet, so I ran over to him and his weird friends.

"How dare you flat-earthers give Deku alcohol!!!", I yelled at everyone, but especially the IcyHot bastard.

"What do you care! You haven't cared all week. Just like all the fucking years before that," he was talking slower than usual, but actually you couldn't tell he was drunk. And he cursed...

"I didn't ask for your opinion, Deku."

"Of course, as usual. You just avoid all things unpleasant to you," Really now, Deku?

My face turned away from the bastard's to look at Deku, "You want to argue with me?", I asked him seriously.

"Gladly!" he hissed back

"Good!", I grabbed Deku by the waist and slung him over my shoulder. Together with him, I made my way to my room.

"Should we go after them?", Denki asked.

"No, let them talk it out. I don't think Bakugō will hurt him. And even if he does, we'll hear it then."

"I can walk myself!" muttered Deku at my back.

"Certainly not in that addition," why am I so mad that he was drinking?

↳ time skip 𖦹

In the room, I dropped him on the bed and took a few steps away from it, then paced up and down in my room. What am I supposed to do now?

"What's your fucking problem anyway!", since when the hell does Deku swear so much?

"What my fucking problem is?", I yelled back.

"Yes. Since you know I don't have a Quirk, you've been treating me like shit. And now that I have a Quirk, you treat me even shittier. What did I do to deserve this?" he yelled at me again.

"I was scared for you!", I yelled at the green-haired man who was sitting on my bed.

"Scared? You? About anyone but you?", he started laughing. And that provoked me so much that I ran to him, grabbed him by his collar and pulled him to my face.

"Yes! Do you remember what happened right at the beginning of the first year; in USJ? Imagine if you hadn't had Quirk then. What would you have done then?", Deku had to swallow and his eyes widened slightly.

"Exactly! You would have died. I didn't want anything to happen to you all those years," I don't know why, but all at once all aggression left my body and I lowered mine.

"And later... I don't know what that was either. I think I was just so frustrated that you stopped looking up to me. I wasn't your number one anymore and it felt so shitty. At least as shitty as it sounds right now," God this is embarrassing...

Suddenly I felt Deku's hands on my face and looked up again.

"You've always been my number one," he smiles so sweetly.

"Hmm, I don't quite understand. What do you mean?", I asked cautiously.

"Even though you treated me the way you just did, I always looked up to you. You were always, and are, my number one Kacchan," my eyes widened. I couldn't say anything back.

I also didn't have enough time to think about it and digest the whole thing, because Deku pulled me to him in the next moment and pressed his lips to mine.

And me? I couldn't help but kiss him back.

Carefully, after a few minutes, I stroked my tongue over his lower lip, asking for entrance, which he actually granted me.

This reaction increased my already huge ego and made me pin him to the bed by his arms.

My warm fingers slid under his red shirt to trace his rather defined muscles there.

It was the moan he let out that brought me back to my senses. I removed my hand from his body, as well as my lips from his. My head hovered a few inches above his.

"What's wrong?" whispered Deku.

"You're drunk...", I answered him.

"So what?" it came back, confused.

"We- I can't do this while you're drunk," I dropped down on Deku, but was careful not to expose him to my full body weight. Loudly, I let out a sigh.

Deku chuckled softly. What's so funny now?

"We can just continue tomorrow...", a few seconds later I felt his fingers gently stroking through my hair.

"Deku-", he simply interrupted me.

"I may be drunk, but I'm aware of what I'm saying, Kacchan," again a soft giggle escaped his lips.

What an idiot..., I thought to myself, yet I am at least as big an idiot as he is....

─ THE END

IT'S NOT ALLOWED TO COPY/REPOST/TRANSLATE MY WORKS ON OTHER PLATFORMS!

#mha #my hero acedamia #bnha #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia fanfiction #my hero academia fanfic #fanfic #mha fanfiction #bakudeku #bkdk #anime #bakudeku fan fiction #bakugo #bakugou #katsuki #bakugou x izuku #izuku

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RM afraid of Barca?! Bestie... pls 😭 I don't think so, but they need to get their shit together for sure, invest in younger players, because Benzema won't be there forever. Their recent season was 👌🏻 let's keep it up. Lmao not the Sheikhs buying all the top football stars? And for what 💀 for more money obviously, but that's just ridiculous. Kaka let the devil on his shoulder win 👀

You can try searching the basement, good luck, there are spiders in there! Maybe even snakes who knows 😉

I'm gonna watch one of those "I read Harry's book so you don't have to videos" to see what's going on there

Waiting for old Exo to come back, their last comeback was so-so, but hoping for the best! Can't believe Shinee and Exo will be coming back again <3 Shinee world tour... I think it's safe to say their world is very limited lmao. Okay but wtf was that GOT song, slightly better than Step Back cause the bar is in hell, but it felt so long and chaotic yet I felt like nothing happened 😭 and the MV? So unoriginal it's so sad, free these women! I haven't checked the mini yet, cause I don't feel motivated

That manhwa might be nothing special, but it's pulling at my heart strings. They're both whipped I'm afraid lovesick boys... oh yes, pls do start reading it's a slow burn and the beginning is frustrating for a few reasons, but it's fun. Also I realised something about my boy Eunhyuk and it's devastating, I feel so bad for him 💔

That bathroom scene in HP, iconic dare I say, yes! I was shaking for real lmao

Omg yes, young Jude had this Italian or French feel to him, a few British actors had that thing to them when they werw younger.

With the way some fansites act I'd not trust them around Seonghwa I think we should be present as well to make sure they're not acting up. Seonghwa bodyguard team! And I can take pictures, I'm better than some of those glorified paparazzi

Usually coloured ink is a bit more invasive(?) let's say, it depends of course. Actually snake's skin is very soft, I was truly surprised. A few people who were always against snakes kinda changed their minds once they felt the skin, but obviously bigger snakes look very intimidating

STOPBTHAY VIDEOOSOOSOOKAJJSJSJHAHAHA Seonghwa's smile is so sweet, the way his whole face lits up and his eyes 😢

The fact some stupid men and simp girls call Shakira crazy, I mean she's doing a lot lol, but he deserves it! Shakira Isabel Mebarak Holmes. Oh god I'd just move out tbh, but this is much funnier

I'll re-read model ONE DAY okay...

San was channeling his inner Loid Forger in that suit

I have to be honest I only found out like a week ago what rizz means, I'm a boomer <3

Sugar baby Hwa? That's my material baby girl

This whole thread 🧎🏻‍♀️and truth

I love him but this is fucked up, I won't tolerate this, I bet his alarm wakes everyone but him 💀

MY ROCKSTAR BABY

Did you see Jeonghan and Ten at YSL? And where the fuck is Seonghwa?! These stupid brands are useless!!!

Oh about Varanassi, it was years ago so I can't tell exactly, but I don't think so? I don't believe in spiritual things so I wouldn't really know sjhsuaajsjshbabshs I only feel weird in big empty Catholic churches (maybe because I'm not baptised and the devil inside me is trying to jump out 😆), because they're just too quiet and weird in general - DV 💖

hi hello!!!

come on anon let’s be real here bestie we both know the truth 🤚🏻🤚🏻with none of their players batting an inch against the 18yo, almost reminded me of that one special 19yo boy with long hair 😮‍💨 afraid is just a small word 🤚🏻defeat is best served when barca does it <3 rm rarely wins by a lot when versing barca, while barca can do 5-0 and u know that’s true too, rm fans agree too 😭😭😭 main reason for a mid rm season is: ancelotti 🔫 he changed the positions and playing style a lot tbh

mancity took this to heart

and the match today! ronaldo punched, got a free penalty, did a siu on a friendly 😭😭 got tackled by ramos, neymar missed pen, and then ALL of them being subbed off 😭😭

im convinced messi’s some secret comedian bc ain’t no way this man is just losing his shit like this

You can try searching the basement, good luck, there are spiders in there! Maybe even snakes who knows 😉 /// I'm gonna watch one of those "I read Harry's book so you don't have to videos" to see what's going on there

WELL IM GONNA TAKE U WITH FOR THAT PART, YOU ARE OLDER AND IT IS UR DUTY ACTUALLY TO LOOK OVER THE YOUNGER ONES 🤨 RULES ARE RULES ACTUALLY 🤚🏻 id rec this one person partially bc her voice is so nice & from an eye of a brit 😭😭 & this one does a pretty good job at it!

how many days left till baekhyun 😭😭😭??? 15 DAYS 😭😭 15 DAYS 😭😭😭 THEY ARE COMING BACK OUR SAVIOURS BACK TO BACK !!!!! bro raised sm’s stock by 30% by breathing, he’s actually bigger than sm 🤚🏻the last cb, def on the lower end with their insane title track history, considering that we’re all used to do much, this one def was more of a bside material! (prob the only title track by then that i do not indulge in that much)

BUT U BEST BELIEVE IM DONT FIGHT THE FEELING SCREAMING WHEN IT COMES ON but the bsides i don’t think i listened THIS much to some bsides, they were funky dancy and really good!!,, BUT LAY 😭😭🤚🏻 SHINEE EXO TOUR IS COMING TO SAVE SM FROM ITS BANKRUPTCY !!! WE BETTER !!!!! GET !!!!! BUG BUDGET !!!!! watch shinee just do a sk, jpn tour 🔫🔫

YEAH SLIGHTLY BETTER THAN THE LAST ONE FOR SURE! the gugugugu part is catchy but also annoying, ur right it felt like nothing happened, no hype, no promo?? did not find the songs on the album that good! but a few of them are okay! mala is good! but it’s very,,, similar to the tittle itself, one of them almost felt like an extension to it actually

ITS PULLING AT UR HEART STRINGS !!!!! anon ur whipped by this webtoon 😭😭 STOP THATS SO CUTE BUT THE BLACK HAIRED ONE 😭😭😭🤚🏻 his is a little too soft 🥰 i will begin to read it <3 TELL US GIVE US THE PAIN

That bathroom scene in HP, iconic dare I say, yes! I was shaking for real lmao //// Omg yes, young Jude had this Italian or French feel to him, a few British actors had that thing to them when they werw younger.

tbh the half blood prince movie set itself 🤚🏻 iconic as hell,,, snape dying 😭😭 RIGHT HE HAD THAT AURA, it was very old money vibes! quite a lot of british actors have that vibe, cillian is one of them.

ur right, we are his assistant, pr and bodyguard team. 3 in 1 🤚🏻we monitor EVERYTHING and i think we have experience as we are avid followers of football and can catch bs on the field right away 🔫 catch us giving red cards to fansites

AHHHHH-

u touched a snake.

STOPBTHAY VIDEOOSOOSOOKAJJSJSJHAHAHA Seonghwa's smile is so sweet, the way his whole face lits up and his eyes 😢

RIGHT 😭😭 his ENTIRE face just blooms when he smiles

and then he does this

The fact some stupid men and simp girls call Shakira crazy, I mean she's doing a lot lol, but he deserves it! Shakira Isabel Mebarak Holmes. Oh god I'd just move out tbh, but this is much funnier

NAHHHH I SEE COMMENTS LIKE “shakira this is not good, ur feelings should not be out”??? oh and he can??? bro played the song in front of his kid and roasted THEIR mother WHEN THAT MF CHEATED how low can u drop tbh I LOVE HER PLS THE PETTINESS IS ON PAR, THE GOVERNMENT NAME DBDB

the internet is so funny 😭😭😭 love how viral it is becoming <3 her and miley’s song

I'll re-read model ONE DAY okay... //// San was channeling his inner Loid Forger in that suit //// I have to be honest I only found out like a week ago what rizz means, I'm a boomer <3 /// Sugar baby Hwa? That's my material baby girl

ONE DAY. WHEN. 🔫

JEBWKDHSK BOOMER 😭😭😭 san’s a different breed, i do not know how i survive this man

anon.

This whole thread 🧎🏻‍♀️and truth //// I love him but this is fucked up, I won't tolerate this, I bet his alarm wakes everyone but him 💀

this man is so dramatic, i do not know how hongjoong tolerates him, im convinced they all throw hands at least once a month 🤚🏻 bc i def would, he’s asking for it too

MY ROCKSTAR BABY /// Did you see Jeonghan and Ten at YSL? And where the fuck is Seonghwa?! These stupid brands are useless!!!

GIRL I DID BRWKFHKWHDKW TEN IS MAD. THIS BRO IS SO INSANELY ATTRACTIVE!!!! WHERE IS SEONGHWA??? HE’S THE AMBASSADOR???? WHYS HE NOT THERE,, in the wake of everyone being a ambassador, i need him to be one too he is always representing them

but those photos dropped so im ok <3 a little <3 he looks so nice in the middle one!

LMFAOOOO 😭😭 ive always heard churches have this strange aura inside, kind of uptight and all,,, right! ive also heard that varanasi has this strange feeling to its environment bc it’s so heavily religious so i wondered if u had felt the same! FBWMFHWK MAYBE THE DEMON IS TRYING TO JUMP OUT 😭😭

two worlds colliding ayo

uh ,,, double uh

day 49 of me convincing u should come here, we unlock this very magical place in summer

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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nyctolovian · 3 years

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Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Pirate AU, Kidnapping, First Meetings, Waiter Crowley (Good Omens), Pirate Azirphale, Dark Aziraphale (Good Omens), Alcohol

Summary: A weird Pirate!Aziraphale and Civilian!Crowley fic. Written for @whitesuitcrowleyzine

In Crowley's defense, he was already planning to quit his job. He'd had quite enough with dealing with snobby rich people showing off their incredible wealth with luxury yacht dinner parties that he had to serve at. He might as well go out with a bang while wildly flashing middle fingers. The plan just wasn't fully formed yet (what he had at the moment meant that there would be two fires, which was one fire too few) when the pirates hijacked the yacht, waving around guns and knives.

It was mayhem as the pirates took down anyone who fought back and herded everyone else below deck with yelled threats and guns ablazing. Several people broke down in tears and huddled together. As all this transpired, Crowley went largely unnoticed and, not wanting to change that anytime soon, he dared not make any superfluous movement. So he followed the walls of the yacht and tried to make his escape, still carrying the serving tray like a proper professional. The commotion was beginning to dwindle, and Crowley had to be quick.

Just as he neared the staircase, ready to bolt, the weight on his tray shifted as someone lifted a glass from it. Crowley straightened and froze, caught red-handed. The person walked to stand side by side with him and took an elegant sip from the glass and sighed. "This red wine is simply lovely." By now, the commotion had died down to whimpers and sniffles as the pirates stood around on the deck, weapons brandished. Their eyes were pointed in his direction, or more precisely, at the man beside him, who swirled his glass gently and took another sip. Voice light in the way dangerous people kept it to let people know they were enjoying themselves, he asked, "Do you happen to have more of this on this yacht?"

Crowley cleared his throat and answered as calmly as his quickened pulse would let him, "I, I believe so."

"Excellent!" Placing a hand on the small of Crowley's back, he took a step forward, pushing him along. "Now," the pirate said cheerily, lightly pulling his jacket to primly fix it. "I have several announcements. You've been boarded by Eden so consider yourselves under new management."

Crowley didn't know it could but somehow the atmosphere grew thicker with tension. The complexion of the crew especially bleached. Crowley had heard of them—the Eden. He had heard tales from seafarers and such while they were at port. Many, many tales. Frankly, Crowley hadn't been paying attention to any of them, but he reckoned any ship with half as many tales as this one couldn't possibly be good news.

Interlocking his fingers over his belly, the pirate captain went on, "If I see a single silly move, it's off with your head immediately, you understand? I hereby demand you to hand over, well, everything that is valuable. Captain's orders."

Some people immediately began to strip themselves of their jewels and watches while others stayed frozen, like deers caught in headlights. Some of the service crew were huddled together in a corner, and the pirates approached them. Crowley never liked the bunch much, but he kind of wished he was standing there with them. Perhaps huddle together like little ducklings, all wearing the same white-top-black-bottom coat, feeling the safety in numbers, in blending in with one another. Instead, he was stuck standing right beside the pirate captain, still diligently and stupidly carrying the ridiculous serving tray.

Speak of the devil. “Ah, yes,” he said. “And some of that alcohol as well.” He turned to face Crowley with a smile. Upon laying eyes on the waiter's face, however, his eyebrows rose with interest. “How odd. Why are you wearing sunglasses at night?”

He swallowed. “Eye condition. Coloboma.”

The pirate stepped closer and Crowley instinctively leaned away. “Is that so? I believe I've read about that term before," he said. Slowly and deliberately, he pinched the pair of shades and slid it off.

Pale blue eyes connected with Crowley's and his breath hitched. He was tempted to break eye contact, his already jackrabbiting heart practically galloping at this point. Without the dark lenses, it was even more obvious how unusually fair the pirate captain was. His hair was a fluffy white cloud and even the suit he wore was off-white. The wrinkles on his face deepened delightfully as he broke into a smile of fascination. He was… for the lack of a better word, beautiful.

“Slits for pupils,” the pirate said. “And the colour, my, it's practically golden, isn't it? Almost like a snake's.”

"Or so I've heard as well," Crowley bit out.

"They're absolutely gorgeous."

"Wha…?" Blinking, he broke eye contact and gazed sideward.

"Has no one ever told you?" the pirate said, bending to meet Crowley's gaze again.

Gulping, Crowley shook his head. His cheeks felt strangely warm.

There was a sparkle in the pirate captain's eyes as he gently folded the sunglasses and slipped it into the pocket of Crowley's white suit jacket. With a smile, he patted the securely placed pair of shades. Then, he grabbed the serving tray that Crowley was still carrying and carelessly tossed it backwards. The earth-shattering clatter and the shattering of wine glasses made many of the yacht passengers scream in terror. By some miracle, Crowley merely flinched and quickly returned to his ramrod straight position, hands tightly clenched by his sides.

With a satisfied nod, the pirate captain released his jaw. Then, at last, he pulled out of Crowley's personal space, but only to command, "I wish to be shown where the alcohol is kept."

Stiffly, Crowley nodded and the pirate captain waved a couple other goons to follow along. As Crowley shuffled through the kitchen, he'd be lying if he said that the idea of grabbing a knife from the counter to stab someone and bolting didn't cross his mind at all. But he quickly kicked it to the ground. Numbers were not in his favour, and these were pirates for god's sake; they'd probably slit his throat open faster than he could pick up a blade. So instead, he opened the cooler and cold air rushed out to greet them, sending shivers through Crowley. One of the goons let out a low whistle at the sight.

"This is quite the trove. Do the bourgeoisie plan to drink themselves to death?" the captain remarked.

"Much as I hope they do, they drink less than half of what they stock up. It's to show off for the most part," Crowley muttered.

With a hum, the pirate captain sauntered in and lifted a bottle to inspect it. His jaw dropped dramatically at the label. "We are taking all of this, for sure. Now, chop chop!" He clapped his free hand against his wrist.

The pirate goons pushed past Crowley and grabbed two crates each before hauling them out. Crowley, the lanky dude that he was, could only manage one anyway and, thankfully, that was all that was left. He could feel the captain's stare at the back of his head and tried to convince his brain to ignore it. He followed the goons up to the deck and his eyes widened.

She was quite the beauty, even Crowley who was no expert at ships could tell that. A short distance away, the Eden loomed over the yacht, its flag raised high and proud upon the mast. A real pirate ship.

The footsteps of the pirate captain caught up with Crowley and he ducked his head and. Then, he quickened his pace as best as he could with trembling limbs and sweaty palms

Astern of the luxury yacht, speedboats were tied, and there were several people already dropping their plunder off. As Crowley’s crate was taken from him to be transported, he noticed hostages being shoved onto the speedboat and some were kids.

His stomach lurched at the sight.

Shit. Fuck. Shit. He needed to get out of this. Somehow.

His heart's rapid palpitation reached his throat. He took his sunglasses out of his jacket pocket and slid it back on to still his nerves. As casually as possible, he tried to turn and slink away. He’d say he was doing a pretty good job at it since he nearly slipped round the corner.

“Where are you going, Mr Waiter?”

Crowley froze. Taking in a deep breath, he spun around with a schooled expression.

The pirate captain was looking at him with an almost cherub-like smile. He ambled over before removing Crowley's sunglasses and studied Crowley's eyes once more. "They really are gorgeous," he whispered, placing his fingers over Crowley's jaw and tilting his head this way and that, as though to watch it catch the light. "Like jewels. Precious."

Crowley shivered.

"You're a smart boy. I'm sure you know by now my feelings towards objects of high value."

"You're not going to… gouge 'em out or something, right?"

"I quite like the head they're attached to as well actually."

"So you're…" Crowley swallowed around the lump high in his throat. "You're beheading me?"

The pirate sighed loudly and rolled his eyes before pursing his lips with displeasure. "How do you feel about joining my crew?"

Crowley's eyes widened so much, he was surprised they didn't pop right out of their sockets like marbles. "I… uh… what's the job description?"

It was the pirate's turn to be surprised. His eyebrows raised and his lips parted. "I haven't actually thought about it. Perhaps the odd job here and there while you learn the ropes," he replied. "Unless you have any suggestions."

Crowley blinked. The pirate captain looked at him expectantly. "Uh. 't hurts without it," he said, which wasn't a lie anyway. "Glasses."

"My apologies," the pirate said. To Crowley's relief, he returned the pair of shades back to the bridge of his nose. "It is a downright pity."

"Not many feel that way. I've been called the devil more times than I can count. Even had salt thrown at me once."

"Oh, I can imagine." The pirate laughed, a surprisingly genuine one.

"Don't your lot disapprove of," he scrunched his nose as he searched for the words, "demonic things."

"Ah. Yes, pirates are terribly superstitious. It's the sea, I believe." He gazed outwards.

Crowley followed his gaze to look at the dark waves, rocking the yacht, a constant reminder of water's presence and prowess.

The pirate continued, "She's a fickle beast that rears her head every now and again. She can be very difficult to appease, and the creatures that lurk within her even more so. It'd be amusing, I think, to see what tales other ships might spin about you."

"So I'll be the freak show?"

"A lovely addition to the freak show, my dear," the pirate corrected. "We're quite the menagerie. We have a witch, the antichrist and his merry band—"

"The antichrist?" Crowley repeated in disbelief.

"We're still working that out," the captain replied. "And of course there is myself. Well," he fixed his cap and pulled his jacket, "a bit unusual, aren't I?"

Glancing him up and down, Crowley nodded. If he had seen this man walking down the streets today, the first word that would probably pop up in his mind might be "time traveler" (yes, he knew that those were two words but let's not worry over the technicalities). He wore a lovely light suit that looked like it belonged in the early 20th century at least. Perhaps he'd even think "angel", what with the man bearing the face of a cherub. He looked fluffy, white and roundish. Sort of like a polar bear. He looked nothing like a pirate, which was probably what made him feel so intimidating. Upon further thought though, polar bears could be quite the menace, couldn't they?

Clearing his throat, Crowley held out a hand. "Well, I have been planning on resigning from my current job," he said. "Could do with a career change."

"I'm Aziraphale Fell. And how may I address you?"

"That's a mouthful. Crowley. Anthony J Crowley."

The pirate frowned. "What does the J stand for?"

He shrugged. "Uhhhh… Just a J, really. So we have a deal?" He raised his eyebrows in a silent inquiry.

"A deal with the devil," Aziraphale said, glancing skyward as they shook on it. "I wonder what my mother would say about that." When he glanced back down, he frowned. "Oh, your poor sleeves."

Crowley looked down as well. The once pristine white sleeves were streaked with black.

"Was it the crate? It really is a pity, you look quite dashing in white," Aziraphale said, running a finger along the inside of the sleeve.

Crowley shivered.

Of course, there was no way Aziraphale did not notice it, hand tightly grasped around his. "Though I do suppose you'd look dashing in anything." He smiled and added, "Or nothing at all."

#ineffable partners #ineffable husbands #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #pirate au #white suit crowley #fanfic #my writing #*shrugs* i have no idea

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thedyingwriter · 4 years

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Ravenclaw male X Slytherin female au

Ravenclaw : Axel Knight

Slytherin: Cassandra Bennett

Synopsis: Axel has liked Cassandra for a while now but has been vary about asking her out as it's rumored that she may be secretly dating Draco Malfoy, her best friend. What happens when they bump into each and other and can't stop with the flirtation anymore.

I hope you like this one shot au. It was something requested by my best friend and her wish is my command.

Cassandra was casually sitting in the library with her book in her hands, her legs placed gracefully on the nearby table not bothering the looks she was getting from the group of ravenclaw girls sitting next to her. She could still never believe that she was almost placed into Ravenclaw just because she was intelligent and a reader.

She was engrossed in her book about animagus. She had always been interested in the shape shifting quality some wizards and witches possessed. It always intrigued her. While she was busy in her own world she was oblivious to a pair of eyes who had been staring at her for the past half an hour.

The ravenclaw couldn't help but be attracted towards the Slytherin's charms. She wasn't like any other girl he had met. Despite being a pureblood she cared and respected everyone. Her attitude towards people weren't discriminated on the basis of blood but how they treated her and how much she could trust them. Axel has been find of the Cassandra since he saw her in the house sorting ceremony. He always wondered would they have been friends if she was sorted into his house? From the past 4 years he had never actually looked at her in a specific way other than just mild curiosity. She was a friendly person. She got along with everyone. She was known to be wrongly sorted into Slytherin just because of her pure blood status. He although felt she had a Royal aura about herself which she carried with pride.

"You should stop staring before you make it anymore obvious how extremely attracted you are to her" He heard the voice of none other than the devil himself, Draco Malfoy. He scoffed.

" Mind your own business Malfoy. I don't know how my eyes concern you but I would suggest you walk out of the library before anyone has a wrong idea that you may possibly even be interested in academics. " This time Draco laughed right at his face.

"For a ravenclaw you sure do have a sharp mouth. I suggest you may do something about your oh so obvious crush on Cassandra before someone else takes her away. With a beauty like hers and yule ball approaching its hard not be the center of every Slytherin male's attention. You may never even get a chance. " Draco said with mischief behind his eyes as he walked past Axel towards Cassandra.

Axel cursed under his breath. It was common knowledge that she got along pretty well with Malfoy too. He may be a complete asshole but it seemed he had a soft spot for her. They were close friends and some even believed they may be secretly dating.

He has never actually talked to her but after what Malfoy just said it was pretty obvious that if he wanted anything, even friendship to happen between them he would have to make the first move and that too before it's too late. There was no possibility in hell that she would approach him otherwise.

Cassandra was brought back to the real world after Draco took her book from her hands and lightly tossed it on the table. She gave him what seemed like a glare but she couldn't help but smile. Draco and her had been good friends for a while. Some people judged her harshly for it but he was a gentleman to her and being a Slytherin he was family. Hermione had once questioned her on how she tolerated his huge ego and flirtatious nature. She honestly never minded. He was just a nice friend to her.

"Mr Malfoy I assume you have something very important to discuss that you marched towards the library and spent your time bothering me while I read. " She said playfully.

" Oh yes I do Ms Bennett, I suppose since you are completely oblivious to things going around Hogwarts I should fill you in so that you don't feel like a deer caught in between headlights " He answered her with the same tone of sincerity.

"Oh please can we talk in human language and not like we live in Renaissance London. " She said laughing

" Sweetheart, it seems like Yule ball is approaching and you have a secret admirer. I think someone wants to ask you out here but is chickening out seeing how you have me around. "

Cassandra hit him with her book and an "ow.. Merlin woman calm down" Came from his mouth.

" I should not hang around you if that means I may lose a potential date to the ball who had less of an ego then our all might Draco Malfoy. " She said while walking down the library corridor back to her dorms.

" Whatever, you know you love me" Was last thing she heard from the blonde as she disappeared around the corner with a smile on her face.

. . . ..

Later in the evening she was walking towards the gryffindor table to return the book to Hermione and greet the golden trio when she bumped into someone. She almost fell from the pressure but was caught by the attacker as she layed in his arms her waist firmly held by his strong fingers. She looked up to see a pair of beautiful grey eyes of none other than the ravenclaw chaser Axel Knight. He was quite popular among females even though he was more of a shy, keep to himself kind of guy.

"Easy love we don't want the chaser to be killed by a Slytherin before the Friday game do we. " She teased him while getting back up and picking up her books. He blushed slightly but his smirk was intact.

" Who said you would kill such a pretty face like mine now? " He countered. She was taken aback because never had she ever seen the bold side of Axel before. She passed him a soft smile.

"I suppose we haven't formally met. I'm Axel Knight. And you must be the infamous Cassandra Bennett. " He said with his hands out. She placed her hand in hand while he softly planted a kiss on her knuckles. She looked at the pike of books in his other hand.

"Pride and prejudice. That's something I didn't expect to see in the hands of a quidditch player. I guess I may have mistaken you to be more into boyish stuffs then a revolutionary feminist novel written by a muggle. " She said eyeing the copy in his hand it was a beautiful illustration edition she had always wanted that version with its beautiful fine print.

" If I knew that a pretty lady like yours may guess so much about me without ever having a conversation I may have bumped into you a lot earlier I suppose. And I definitely am in love with this novel. I suppose you may be a fan of Mr Darcy. " He said. A man who knows his literature and has it's charms. Why had she never met him before.

" Mr Darcy is a lil too overrated, dare I say I was in love with the author herself. " She said with flirtation directed on her tongue.

The entire ravenclaw table was watching the conversation with the utmost interest until the heard the commotion and whisper they wee taken aback from the transe they were in and reminded of their surrounding.

"I guess I'll see you around Cassandra" She gave him a wink and walked passed him towards Hermione who was looking at her with mischief in her eyes awaiting lots of questions.

.......

The week had passed like this with flirtatious winks being passed between the pair in between corridor and classes.

She had grown to like this boy more than she thought and they were barely strangers.

She was lost in her thought while walking towards the astronomy tower in hopes of getting some peace and quiet form everyone asking out someone for the ball at every corner.

She looked at the vast sky in front of her and was distracted by the slight voice of someone in deep slumber. She turned to find Axel asleep leaning on the wall with his book half opened on his chest.

She lightly walked up to him and admired the beautiful face of the stranger she has grown to like. She imagined what it must feel like laying her head on his lap while she read him some beautiful poems filled with love. Her thoughts were short lived when she lost her footing and fell onto Axel's lap waking him up to a beautiful woman in his arm.

They were dangerously close and his eyes kept wavering between her eyes and luscious lips which gleemed of her cherry chapstick.

She tried getting up but he pulled her towards him again which ultimately led to her falling over him.

Her brunette hair covered her face and she could feel her heart hammering at the speed so high that it may even have bursted right then.

He pushed her curls to the back of her hair brushing her cheeks lightly.

" I may have talked to you for the first time last week only but how do I tell you this without sounding like a creep that you have intrigued me for years now. That how much I had wished to have you in my arms like this. That how much I hated when Malfoy flirted with me knowing I liked you just to annoy the living shit out if me. " He was brushing her cheeks with his thumb lightly. His other hand stroking the side if her waist.

She got up from his hold her cheeks stained red due to his words. For the first time the confident Slytherin seemed lost for words. She has never really had a romantic encounter that would make her so flushed.

"Axel I suppose I should go to the dorms now. It's soon gonna be past our curfews. " She started backing away when she was pulled by her wrist and landed straight on a hard chest.

" I'll let you go but before you go I wanted to do something for a long time. I'm gonna kiss you now and if you aren't comfortable please tell me now. " He pulled her closer to him and put both his hands on her neck bringing her close. She was breathing heavily and closed her eyes due to the parade of butterflies in her stomach caused by his words and touches.

He kissed her softly at first deepining the kiss when she reacted to him the way he wanted. He broke the kiss breathless after what seemed like an eternity.

" I have been thinking about doing that for a while now. " She confessed. Her breathing still heavily sounding between them.

" I know you don't know me so well but I wanted to ask you if you want to go out with me to Hogsmead this weekend. I want you to get to know me before I ask you to yule ball. I promise you won't regret it. " He asked returning back to his shy self. She looked at him, his cheeks a shade of pink now.

" I thought you'd never ask" She teased him and they both laughed while they cuddled together against the wall thinking of how this day had become one of the best they have had in a while.

I apologize for any typos, this was written spontaneously and just randomly.

#slytherin x ravenclaw #harry potter #slytherin #ravenclaw #slytherclaw #raverin #draco malfoy #short stories #short story #harry potter au #fan fiction

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lawnierose · 3 years

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“Potter, Harry”

Whispers broke out throughout the Great Hall. All eyes seemed to follow the raven haired boy that walked to the stool. Some staff had waited years for this moment. Students, some of whom grew up hearing about the Boy-Who-Lived, couldn’t believe that they were seeing their hero. Some students had no clue what was going on but were caught up in the moment and begging those around them for an explanation. A few commented that the boy looked fairly small for his age. Minerva Mcgonagall pursed her lips at seeing the child again after ten years apart. She had to hold her typical stoicism, instead of wrapping up the boy she had adopted as her grandchild in her arms. She hated everyday that she had let Albus talk her into leaving him with those muggles. She knew Albus had caused her to forget their address mere moments after they had left the baby behind. Meanwhile, Severus Snape was sneering from where he sat at the head table. All he saw was a child who looked nearly identical to one of his greatest tormentors. A bully who had somehow stolen his first and best friend. He watched curiously as the hat was placed upon the small child.

One minute…

Two minutes…

Five minutes...The boy was a hatstall.

Ten minutes… Murmurs could be heard rumbling all around the Hall.

Twelve minutes… The brim of the hat parted and a collective breath was held.

“Headmaster, Heads of Houses, I need you to bring the child to the antechamber. I will sort the rest then the Deputy Headmistress will bring me to join you.”

There was a cacophony of noise as students had never heard of something like this happening. Minerva silenced the room with a bang from her wand. Pomona Sprout collected the child and escorted them from the Hall. Albus, Severus, and Filius Flitwick followed the pair. Severus turned to Albus with an incredulous look and spoke in hushed tones.

“What is going on, Headmaster? How is the Potter brat already causing problems?”

“Severus, my boy, I can tell you I haven't a clue what is going on. Are you planning to place your old grudge on the boy already?”

Meanwhile, the child was looking around in bewilderment, confusion, but also a begrudging acceptance. The adults in the room paying attention, noticed that Harry’s eyes seemed far older than the eleven years the boy actually was. All four tried to ask him questions but he remained stubbornly silent. Fifteen minutes went by, as they could hear the sorting continue in the other room. They heard Minerva start the feast before she joined them with the Sorting Hat in hand. She set the hat on a table in the room and conjured a comfortable chair. The other professors did the same, but she noticed Harry was still standing so she conjured a second chair by her side and motioned for him to sit. After he did, she turned back to the Hat.

“What is going on?”

“Why were you unable to sort the boy?”

“What in Merlin’s name is the problem?”

All of the adults tried asking their questions at the same time. They promptly shut up as they realized they were nearly shouting over each other. The Hat let out a put upon sigh, and if an inanimate object could glare they could all feel it.

“If you will all be quiet, I will tell you what the devil is going on. The child has multiple individuals in their head. Unlike the last time this happened, exactly twenty years ago, these multiples will not be sorted into one singular house. I regret to inform you that I sensed six individuals. Young Potter must simply be a child of Hogwarts, something that has not happened in two hundred years.”

The five adults sat back in stunned silence. Magical Multiple Disorder was incredibly rare. The person who was referenced from twenty years ago was sitting in the room as one of the heads of houses and knew intimately what caused that particular disorder to arise. Severus and Minerva looked at each other in horror as what the Hat said fully materialized in their minds. Six multiples, that meant Potter had gone through some of the worst abuse one could receive and all before age eleven. As one, they glared at the Headmaster. Minerva was the first to speak, and Albus had gone pale at the sheer loathing he could see in her eyes.

“Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbeldore, give me one good reason I shouldn’t hex you into oblivion right this instant. Explain yourself or I will permanently transfigure you into a cat scratch post.”

“Now dear…”

His response was cut off as a nasty stinging hex hit him in the forehead.

“Don’t you ‘now dear’ me you meddling old goat. You know what, sit there in silence. I am sure young Potter can tell us what we need to know.”

With that the headmaster was hit with four silencing spells of such power he couldn’t break through them. Although, if Albus was being honest with himself he most definitely deserved this. He had obviously failed Harry Potter for the child to arrive with six multiple forms. His eyes widened as he remembered what that truly meant. It was with great effort that he did not vomit as a wave of guilt swept over him. He focused back on everyone else in the room as Minerva asked her first question.

“Harry, do you know what the Hat is talking about? I am so sorry that we weren’t there for you but I promise we will do everything we can to help you. I couldn’t check on you, because this meddlesome man took my memory of where we left you. I wanted so badly to look in on you. Please, will you let us help.”

Harry took a moment to study the faces around him. He saw guilt, concern, anger, and despair, but he was happy that there was no pity. He took a deep breath and as he let it out, he also shifted. The adults gasped as suddenly a near identical twin to the child’s mother stood in front of them now. Severus went pale as a ghost and had to slam his Occlumency shields into place just to stay cognizant.

“Hello, I am Azalea, and I am our Nurturer. Harry is our Face, but he needs a moment. Yes, we know what is going on. After Hagrid took us to Gringotts, we pickpocketed our key and went back in. We met with our account manager and got recommendations for books to help us learn about what we are and the wizarding world in general. Headmaster, you are lucky that you never took money from us or had anything to do with those ridiculous books written about Harry Potter. My relatives are about to be bankrupt, by paying back what you set up to send them for my care. The writers and publishers of those books are also about to meet a lawsuit like they have never seen before.

Obviously, you all seem to know what causes this Disorder. My relatives were the absolute worst sort of Muggles…”

Apparently, Albus hadn’t fully learned his lesson as he finally broke the silencing charms around him. He proved just how senile he was going by daring to interupt Azalea.

“My dear girl, they are your family. You had to stay with them for your own safety.”

He flinched back as a dagger whipped past his nose and buried itself in the wood behind him. He stared wide eyed at the new form in front of him. Where just a moment ago had been a thirteen year old miniature of Lily, now sat a fifteen year old female version of Sirius. She was scarily similar to Andromeda or Bellatrix Black, if either woman had ever delved into muggle goth-punk fashion that is. Black curls ending in blue tips were pulled up into a messy mohawk. The girl was twirling another dagger between her fingers and glaring at Dumbledore.

“Feck off ya ol’ cunt. Safe, ya think ay ‘as safe with dem bloody rat bastards. I was created at four years old. FOUR ya fecking prick! I’s Zoey by the by, the Protector. If youse the bastard lef’ me ‘er, youse jus’ as much at fault. Argh! Fine. Harry wants to speak again.”

“Sorry about that. Zoey is quite aggressive and vulgar, and we would be here all night if I let her continue. As Zoey said, she appeared at the age of four, as did Freak and Jamie, who you will meet momentarily. Jamie is our Child, Freak is the Masochist. There is also Holly, the Slut. She appeared at age nine. Our Uncle decided beatings and starvation weren’t punishment enough. She and Freak are unique in that they would black certain things out for the rest of us. Those memories remain muted to the rest of us. Despite our collective mind, if you want details you will have to request those come forward. Be warned if you do that, we will probably slip into our Child form and need care for the rest of the night.”

The adults decided they did need to know more. First, they asked Freak to the forefront. Professor Sprout had to conjure a bucket which she immediately filled with the contents of her stomach. Freak was approximately sixteen and a mass of corded muscle. Over that muscle and covering his skin was crisscrossed dozens of scars. You could see them because all Freak wore was a pair of ripped sweatpants that ended at the knee. Roped scars covered his chest, back, and arms. The adults could see words; freak, monster, and whore, carved into his flesh at various points. It seems Freak had taken every wound and what it left behind onto his form. His size came from the sheer level of strength needed to survive all that had been done. While listening to Freak present his memories, Pomona and Minerva were brought to tears. Severus ended up summoning calming droughts for every adult present. Then they met Holly, who is around fourteen years old. She gave all of them appraising looks before informing them that her stories would have to come another time. The collective group was drained, hungry, and getting tired. The adults realized how late it had gotten. They decided Albus would make an announcement in the morning, and he went to give the closing speech and dismiss the students. As soon as he was gone, Holly told them Jamie was coming. The shift revealed a four year old boy, who was too skinny for that age. He had a stuffed black dog and a blanket that Minerva recognized as the one he had been left with that fateful night. Her heart nearly broke as he reached out to her.

“Nana Minnie, up?”

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Buster & Rio

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Rio: 😂 Rio: You know, got it's benefits Rio: she insisted on buying this dress, like Buster: Trust her to find somewhere to buy something like that around here Buster: Actual talent Buster: Don't tell her I said so, obviously but Rio: Obviously Rio: Step off my woman, tbh Buster: If she really is your woman keep her on the juice so she'll behave herself with me Buster: Spare me the telling off Rio: People'll think I'm tryna set up a 12 steps programme, like Buster: 😇 Buster: Not to be that selfish cunt now that we've done what we came for, but when can we go? Rio: I feel it Rio: it's exhausting being the centre of attention but someone's gotta, babe Rio: Soon Buster: If you're actually tired we can go right now Buster: Just tell me Buster: I won't even sulk that my idea hasn't got off the ground Rio: It is a good excuse Rio: We gotta make the most of it Buster: Exactly Buster: And then we'll go and I'll take you shopping, outshining my sister and making you happy at the same time Rio: You really need to, don't you? 😏 Buster: 'Course Buster: There's so much you and the baby both need Rio: Right now? 😋 Buster: Yeah Rio: He better not plan on going anywhere yet Rio: but what do I need, baby? Buster: You tell me, angel Buster: Other than the bikinis I already promised you Buster: There's a whole list, I bet Buster: Really think about it Rio: That is true, like no chance of wearing one today but I was popping out of that damn dress like no one's business Rio: I'll be pondering Buster: I'll just be thinking about that Buster: Don't mind me Rio: Gotta do something whilst I'm making my list, checking it twice Buster: I'll check you as many times as this lot will let me before taking the piss Buster: More than twice, at least Rio: I believe in you, babe Rio: we've had enough practice Rio: take piss all you want but you weren't that smart then, lads Buster: 😏 Buster: Speaking of, what do you reckon the chances are of us sneaking off for a little while Buster: I just wanna be alone with you Rio: Hmm Rio: I'm always up for trying if you are Buster: Well, I'm ready when you are then Rio: Speak of the devil Rio: No offense, Ma Rio: bear with Buster: 😒 Rio: Thought you loved being golden boy, babe? Buster: Mine's texting me now, I think you actually summoned her by mentioning the d word Rio: Give me the gist, yeah? Hope she's not vying for round two, like Buster: Nah, she's just checking in Buster: Weird but true Rio: Feeling the good vibes from here Rio: celebrating hard enough Buster: Or she only wants me to be at risk of bad vibes if she's the one giving them out Buster: Either way Rio: Not now, baby Rio: it's only gonna be good from here Buster: Yeah it will Rio: Literally Rio: I can't believe it Rio: no more being apart Rio: no more secret anything Buster: It doesn't feel real yet Buster: That we get to have all that Buster: Like properly, not just for a few weeks or something Rio: I know Rio: Actual forever Rio: No takebacks now Buster: If I smile any wider my sister is gonna take a pic of me and keep that forever 'cause who'd have thought they'd see the day Buster: Moody cunt I was Rio: You're so beautiful though Rio: can I frame it? Buster: I know you're trying to make me blush now so you can frame that Rio: I miss you Rio: how many times and ways can you say congrats, 'cos reckon I've heard 'em all, twice Buster: Same Buster: I think I'd rather a fuck you at this point Buster: Come sit on my lap, make them come to you if they must Rio: You cannot say fuck and lap in the same breath and expect me not to wanna turn you on in return now Rio: so, coming 😋 Buster: That wasn't even intentional, I just miss you too Buster: My mind can't help going there, clearly Rio: I know Rio: Shamelessly dirty mind Rio: been being good for too long now Buster: Yeah Buster: All day I've just been staring at your tits and thinking selfishly about how much I wanna suck on them before he can and the piercing has to come out Rio: 😩 DADDY Rio: Don't reckon we could get away with it, do you Rio: say we're practising Buster: I mean, I don't care if everyone watches so don't actually need to get away with anything Rio: That's so Rio: You're so Rio: Stop 🤤 Buster: I can't Buster: 'Cause you're so Buster: I guess I'll have to compromise with an earlobe for now Rio: How does that feel so good Rio: Shit, you're gonna make me moan Buster: Do it Buster: Everyone's being so loud you could probably scream my name out before any head's turned Rio: I know that's what you want Buster: Then give me it Rio: Loud enough? Buster: Not yet Buster: But maybe if I do this Rio: Baby please Buster: Please do it again, okay sure Rio: Please bite me Rio: quit all that teasing shit you're killing me Buster: Better? Rio: It's a start Rio: Best you can do here, in front of everyone, I think 😉 Buster: Is that a challenge? Buster: You know I take my dares very seriously, always have Rio: I'm gonna need proof of that Rio: been a while since then, remind me Buster: Alright Buster: You might wanna hold on to the edge of this seat Buster: Just saying Rio: I wanna hold onto you Buster: Hold on tight then Buster: Don't give us away or I'll have to stop Rio: I need this more than I wanna be loud Rio: Trust me Rio: I'll be the perfect angel Buster: We'll see Buster: You wanted a reminder, yeah? I'm just not going as far back in time yet, just a few weeks back for now Rio: I remember Rio: That was a good time Buster: Now, how did I begin? Hmmm Buster: Was it like this or this Rio: Oh Rio: Here, lemme help, if I just move a tiny bit forward like this Rio: that's definitely it Buster: Babe, you're so helpful Buster: But I think it was more like Rio: Yeah, wow, okay Rio: Maybe you're right, babe Buster: I'm still not sure though Buster: Let's try this Buster: Just Rio: Buster Buster: Rio Rio: Slow down if you don't want me to make a scene, this feels too good already Buster: So what you're saying is, if I want you to make a scene I should do this? Buster: Or maybe Rio: People are looking baby Buster: Let them Rio: Oh my God Buster: I'm gonna have to take you to the bathroom, aren't I? You're just feeling so hot and faint all of a sudden, like Buster: It's unavoidable Rio: I don't know if I can move yet Buster: I'll carry you, it's okay Buster: Come on Rio: Will you fuck me properly in there? Rio: Can't promise you cocaine this time but you'll definitely get some Buster: And I'll barricade the door too Buster: I can promise you privacy and all the reminders you want Rio: I love you Rio: I wanna remember every single time you've made me cum Buster: I love you too Buster: Try and look weak as I loudly make our excuses for the rest of the table Buster: Then we can focus on how you actually feel Rio: Won't be too hard Rio: always weak for you, like Buster: And you do look very 😳 Buster: Hold on Rio: That's your fault entirely, you knew what you was doing Buster: I haven't even started yet Rio: Make me so messy we can't say bye Rio: then take me home and do it all again Buster: You know I can't say no to you Rio: 😊 Rio: You know you don't want to Buster: I really don't Buster: I might be the one literally carrying you halfway across this bar right now but I'm so weak Rio: It's been a long day, baby Rio: this will make you forget all about it Buster: Feel my heart Buster: I need this Buster: I need you Rio: You've got me, forever Rio: I'm gonna take care of you Buster: We're gonna take care of each other Buster: Just don't let me go to hell for how concerned some of that lot are that you're actually sick Rio: They're gonna know how much better I feel soon, don't worry Rio: I'll put their mind's at, probably not ease but you know Buster: I love you Rio: I love you babe Buster: Time to find out how easy your new dress is to take off Rio: Well the girl in the shop had to help me get it on so Rio: but I believe in you Buster: You should Buster: I'm very determined Rio: I know, it's one of the things I like about you Buster: Give me the list while I strip you, see how many we get through Rio: Damn Rio: Okay Rio: You're smart but so hardworking with it, you're hot as fuck and the best lay ever but really fucking beautiul and sweet too, you're honest and I never have to second-guess what you say, or think there's stuff you aren't Rio: You're the best protector, you get me and you make me wanna be better 'cos you believe I can, you're never boring Buster: As much as I wanna hear more, I did it Buster: So phones down Rio: 😩🤤 okay daddy, long as you keep laying down the law too Buster: Promise Rio: 👑 Buster: Now do what you're told Rio: 😋 Buster: I'm serious, if I have to take it away from you you're gonna be so sorry Rio: Make me sorry 'cos I'm not Rio: At all Buster: Fine Buster: If that's how you want it Rio: 🙌 Buster: [Saucy behavior ensues] Rio: Well, this isn't shaming at all Rio: why'd you let him stop you? Buster: Would you honestly rather I didn't? Rio: I don't care really, even if everyone fully heard Buster: Good, 'cause it's a fair assumption Buster: You sounded so good though Buster: I hope they did Rio: I felt so good Rio: it's alright for you, if you'd drink it, they'd buy you a pint, like 😏 Buster: Use your pregnancy excuse? Buster: The hormones, like Rio: 😂 for being a needy slut? Rio: Sorry everyone, basically a medical emergency Buster: Yeah Buster: It can make you horny, that's accurate Buster: Your ma can back you up Rio: Hush 😒 she probably would and no one needs to be that blunt about it, like Buster: 😂 Buster: I need if it means we can go home sooner rather than later Rio: I'm waiting on you, big man Buster: Let's go then Rio: Meet you on the otherside, like Rio: no way of getting out of here quick or easy Buster: Not with that attitude, babe Buster: We can do anything, remember? Rio: You gotta be polite Buster: Nah Buster: I can be selfish, so can you Rio: Yeah? Buster: 'Course Buster: What if I'm polite to you? If I say please, maybe Rio: Try it and see Buster: Rio, please let me take you home right now Buster: Please Rio: 🤤 Rio: How could I say no? Rio: 'Specially when I wanna go too Buster: Good Buster: Don't resist me Rio: Daddy 😩 Rio: You're gonna have to fuck me in the car now Rio: 'fore we even get going Buster: I better move it first then Buster: Give us slightly less chance of being interrupted Rio: Good idea Rio: I can't deal with any more today Buster: I know Buster: Me either Rio: When we get home can we stay in bed for at least Rio: 3-5 working days Rio: and not have to see anyone Buster: Well, Indie maybe Buster: But definitely Rio: Okay, kinda unavoidable, not that rude Buster: You can still stay in bed, I'll bring you everything you need Rio: You're lovely Rio: I don't need to, I just want to Rio: I've missed you so much Buster: Shh I'm trying to be a prick so we can leave Buster: Well, I want too and I want you to Buster: So it's gonna happen Rio: 🤐 Buster: I love you Rio: I love you too Buster: Come on Buster: Enough of this Buster: Time to go home Rio: Thought you'd never ask Buster: Well, now I'm telling Buster: Everyone, and you Rio: 😍 Rio: Let's go Buster: Yeah Buster: Meet me at the car, I'm seriously gonna move it Rio: Me too 💃 Rio: Never seen me move so fast Buster: I could say when you were running away from me, but let's not think about that Buster: 😏 Rio: Oh but it's so much fun to Buster: Oh really? Rio: Don't you think? Buster: Are you gonna play hard to get in this car? 'Cause I think that'll be a challenge Rio: 😏 Rio: Keep on your seat, thank you Buster: 'Cause you asked so nicely Buster: I might Rio: Better Rio: can't keep your hands to yourself you gonna catch these hands Buster: Hot Buster: [Sends car pics of him not keeping his hands to himself, wink wonk] Buster: Are you sure that's what you want though? Rio: 😣 Buster: Use your words Buster: I asked you a question Rio: but I want you but I can't give into you so easy Buster: Yes you can Buster: You can do anything you want, have anything you want Rio: You promise you won't get bored Buster: Do I look or sound bored to you? Rio: I can't make it a challenge Rio: I need you so much Buster: I don't want it to be Buster: Don't you know how impatient I am for you Rio: I'm looking at the pictures, still Buster: I need you too Buster: Come here and I'll show you Rio: I'm trying, I swear Buster: Try harder Buster: Please Rio: I'm sorry baby Rio: they're trying to show me something, I'm barely listening Buster: Just tell them I'm trying to show you something Buster: [sends more pics to make his point] Rio: Fuck Rio: they're gonna know if you keep making me react like that Buster: Good Buster: You're mine and they're keeping you from me so Rio: Say it again Buster: You're mine and I want you here now Rio: I'm yours Rio: and I'm making my excuses Buster: Blame me Buster: I don't care Rio: I don't either Rio: They can be mad if they want Buster: Exactly Buster: We're free, babe Rio: We've been nice Rio: all day Buster: Jesus, we've been nice for weeks Rio: My poor baby especially Rio: enough talking, yeah? Buster: Unless its just to you Buster: For you Rio: I've got so much to tell you Buster: Start now Buster: I'm listening Rio: Do you have any idea how badly I've wanted you all day because being on the beach reminded me of the honeymoon and also where we're gonna make our next baby and it's been even more unbearable than being nervous was Buster: Baby Buster: You've really been through it today, yeah? You need to unwind Buster: When we get home, you're having a massage, no arguments Rio: I'm not going to argue Rio: I want you to make me feel good Buster: So hurry up Buster: I'm here waiting Rio: I'm out the door, where'd you move the car Buster: If you promise to behave for long enough I'll bring it right to you Buster: Otherwise [location] Rio: I'm an angel, how dare you Rio: but not a princess so you know, I'll walk Buster: Why do you think I've been carrying you all day, fuck princesses, you're a queen Rio: You're a dork Rio: but you're mine Buster: So that's a no to the plastic 👑 then, yeah? Okay Rio: If it ain't real I ain't down, general rule Rio: gotta match the 💍 Buster: Good to know Buster: First thing on the shopping list, is it? Buster: I'm still waiting for that too, like Rio: You'd rather go shopping right now? Rio: Okay, babe Buster: Shut up Buster: You're the one stalling Rio: I'm walking Rio: excuse me for being weighed down by YOUR huge child Buster: Don't listen son, your mum is just frustrated right now Buster: She doesn't mean it Rio: 😒 Now you're ganging up on me Rio: Charming Buster: Poor baby Buster: You feeling outnumbered? Rio: 😞 Yeah Buster: The dog can be a girl, I promise Rio: So you can call us both bitches, hmpf Buster: 😂 Buster: Behave Rio: You gonna give me a treat if I beg real nice, daddy? Buster: You know it Rio: Forever mad you don't like cats Buster: It's not like I hate them Buster: You can still have some, just not so many they outnumber the children Rio: It's not that I've got the ears and collar and everything and you won't even appreciate it 😠 Buster: Well, now you're just putting words in my mouth Rio: Salty fr 😂 Buster: 😒 Buster: Don't take the piss Rio: I'm not, I'm genuinely fuming, who am I gonna be a pretty lil kitty for now? Rio: dogs are such male energy, I can't, babe Buster: It literally hasn't stopped you before, but okay, babe Buster: Also I'm fuming that you're calling me a cat hater to get out of this Buster: Just put it on and stop playing Rio: True Rio: Hmm, I was just really jealous of the dog that day Rio: and I wanted to be choked, I'm not gonna not use the leash, like, who am I Buster: I remember Buster: Vividly Rio: Mmm, I'm sure the neighbours do too, another stairway escapade Buster: I hope they don't, that way we can jog their memory Buster: Or just give them a new one Rio: Your hands feel so good around my throat Rio: you can feel every noise I can barely make Buster: If you're gonna talk like that, I'm gonna need you to also walk faster Rio: You know how I get Rio: distracted Buster: If I have to get out of this car and come and find you, distracted won't be the half of it Rio: No? Buster: Right, I'm opening this fucking door Rio: I don't think you're gonna do anything to me on this public street though 😋 Buster: If you wanna be wrong, you can be wrong Buster: 'Cause like fuck I won't Rio: Yes Rio: Come get me Buster: I am Buster: I will Rio: What are you gonna do to me, daddy? Buster: It's a surprise Buster: Like you said, there's been so much talking today Rio: Fuck, just do it, do what you want do what you need, just be here now Buster: Say please Buster: It can be the last word though Rio: Please please please Rio: I'll be saying it quietly 'til I feel you behind me

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