#Year 4

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 265

the transgenderification is merely one of the services she provides

#day 265 #year 4 #roxy lalonde #homestuck

[fdragon-art]

Day 113 - TBH

Haven't really drawn them much despite how fun their design is~

#autism creature #tbh #year 4 #art #Yeah they get their tags as well~ #It's just a simple face-on one but I like how it came out~ ^^

[rosachaotic]

@stupendousbookworm I did it

I thought it would be funny im sorry-

Based on this post made by @dungeongremlin-1998

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #talbott winger #hphm talbott #hphm mc #talbott winger x mc #talbott winger x cereza gomez #cereza gomez #year 4

[dramioneasks]

Hi, I'm looking for a FF on ao3 (can't remember if its finished or WIP) where D and H are secretly dating, and during the quidditch world cup in 4th year Draco was immune to the Veela mascot due to his love for Hermione. there was description of Harry/Ron nearly jumping of the railings because of the veela effects. and Narcissa kinda knows about them dating. before the Death eaters arrive at the world cup they secretly meet, kiss, and then Draco takes Hermione to safety. but Lucius somehow figured out that or saw them kiss and punishes Draco after that night (probably crucioing him)

hope anyone can help

Anyone?

Edit: I should have known this! lol

awkadoodledoo: I'm pretty sure it is An Unexpected Malfoy by RiverWriter. It's a WIP. An Unexpected Malfoy Chapter 1: Prologue, a harry potter fanfic | FanFiction

#anonymous #secret relationship #year 4 #narcissa #quidditch #anti lucius

[blackcurlsgreeneyes]

Like Fire & Powder // Closed RP

@brothershardy​

Harry woke up with a start, his chest heaving for air and sweat clinging to his skin from the intense, dark dream that he’d torn out of because of a hand shaking his shoulder. He had one hand up to his face, fingers pressing on his scar instinctively, even though it never helped ease it when it hurt like this. This was deeper, magical pain--cursed pain--and medicine and ice packs and temple massages did nothing.

Fumbling for his glasses, he found the source of the shaking hand. “Hermione?”

His friend was staring at him, her brown eyes huge and worried, thick curls pulled back in a thick ponytail compared to their usual free flow. “Yes--sorry--Mrs. Weasley sent me to make sure you three were up, but you were twitching and muttering, was it a nightmare?”

Looking around, Harry nodded as he took in the faint, misty orange light that was filtering through the curtains from the dawn outside the window, illuminating his roommates--Ron, in his own bed by the window, and Joe, in a second camp cot that had been brought up for his and Harry’s stay. Sirius was in Bill and Charlie’s abandoned room down the hall.

Harry tried to recall what he had been dreaming about---it had seemed so real. Two people he knew, and one he didn’t.... The dim picture of a darkened room came to him. There had been a snake on a hearth rug...Wormtail...and a cold, high voice. The voice of Lord Voldemort. Harry shuddered. “Yeah. Just a bad dream, don’t worry. Are we running late?”

“No more than Ron ever is,” she grinned, going over to shake the redhead next. “She sent me up sooner than necessary. Oh, hush,” she laughed, when Ron woke, and gasped as if scandalized to find a girl above him. “Joe, you too! Mrs. Weasley said breakfast is nearly ready, and then Mr. Weasley’s taking us to meet another family at the Portkey.”

She left them to change, and Harry yawned as he hunted down his jeans, and a comfortable sweater and his jacket. “Do we know who we’re meeting?” he asked curiously. “I’ve never taken a Portkey before.”

“I think Dad said Amos at one point, so I reckon that’s the Diggorys,” Ron replied, taking his sweet time to actually leave his warm bed. “You know the son, he’s Hufflepuff’s Seeker. Joe, can you throw me that jumper on the chair?”

#brothershardy #Harry x Joe #RP: Like Fire & Powder #year 4

[omgcpbracket]

Year 4 Round 4 (FINAL)

4.22 Check vs 4.25 Faber

#omgcp #omgcpbracket #omgcp updates bracket #poll #year 4 #year 4 round 4 #week 7

[cricketnationrise]

Hi! I’m so excited to leave a prompt! 7:12am, Dex, and the Haus kitchen!

hey if this is your prompt come say hi properly!

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haus kitchen, 7:12am

Dex wakes up to the scent of warm cinnamon wafting down the stairs. There’s something so nice about waking up on his own, no alarms, no practice, no shifts at the student center – just a rare Saturday with no obligations. In fact, Dex is almost asleep again, so comfortable in his blanket cocoon, when he gasps – Bitty is visiting Jack this weekend. He rolls over to check the clock and frowns. It’s just a little after seven on a Saturday, usually the Haus is totally still, only faint snores of hockey players to disturb the peace. But today, there’s spices in the air and if he strains himself, Dex can hear the coffee maker bubbling away. 

Quickly getting socks on his perpetually cold feet and throwing on his warmest sweats, Dex climbs the stairs to the main floor and makes his way silently to the kitchen. The sight of Nursey carefully drizzling some sort of brown sauce into a bundt pan stops him in the doorway. His tongue is poking out the side of his mouth in concentration. It’s cute.

Nursey finishes his drizzling and slides the pan into the oven, setting an alarm on his phone. As Nursey bustles around gathering up his dishes, Dex spots a second bundt pan sitting on a cooling rack. It’s clearly the source of the smell and Dex can’t help but drift into the kitchen properly, drawn inexorably toward the aroma.

A quiet “holy shit,” slips out when he gets near enough to see the beautifully baked Monkey Bread inside. The biscuit pieces are a perfect deep golden color underneath the caramelized butter and brown sugar topping. The mixture is actually still bubbling around the edges – clearly fresh from the oven. Dex’s mouth waters; he hasn’t had Monkey Bread since the last Christmas his grandma was alive – no one in his family has had the heart to make it since. He’s so lost in his sense memory that he doesn’t register the water turning off. 

“Fucking hell, Dexy, make a noise why don’t you?” Dex turns to see Nursey clutching the counter with a death grip, his other hand braced over his heart, the very picture of cliche startlement.

“Sorry – I just – Monkey Bread?”

“Yeah,” Nursey says, still breathing harder than normal, “I woke up randomly early, couldn’t go back to sleep – had a craving. My Auntie used to make it once a month like clockwork. Figured I’d give it a go. Share with the team if it went okay enough.”

“I’d say it went more than okay. It smells amazing. Just like my grandma’s.”

“High praise indeed. Poindexter seal of approval,” Nursey teases.

“Doesn’t come lightly,” Dex jokes, “There’s usually a rigorous application process.”

Nursey’s eyes crinkle up as he laughs, no less devastatingly beautiful for how quiet it is in deference to their still-sleeping Haus-mates. Dex feels his breath catch in his throat.

A soft chiming breaks the moment and Dex reminds himself to actually exhale while Nursey checks his phone.

“The first one’s done cooling,” he says, moving to the counter. He pauses, then looks at Dex for a long moment, searching. Dex holds still, uncertain, but Nursey must find whatever he was looking for in Dex’s expression because he beckons Dex closer with a jerk of his head. “Help me flip this? I don’t want to drop it now and ruin it.”

“It looks so good I’d even eat it if it fell on this floor, but sure.”

“Wouldn’t want you to catch something – you know we’re only four days post-Kegster, the floor is still half biohazard.” Nursey pulls out the platter that Bitty normally piles high with cookies and lays it over top of the bundt pan, then hands over a set of oven mitts. “You hold that side, and I’ll take this side and we’ll flip on three, okay?”

Dex nods, Nursey counts, and they flip the pan in perfect sync with each other – clearly d-men magic is good for other things besides hockey. Nursey carefully pries the bundt pan up, revealing a perfectly formed ring of biscuity-cinnamony-buttery-gooey goodness. Delicious, yes – good for their diet plans, no. Dex will be eating at least a third of it regardless.

“Here,” Nursey says, handing over a fork. “Dig in.”

There’s no talking for a while after that, just the soft groans of delight at the taste, the contented hum of well-fed hockey players.

#cricket writes #omgcp #ficlet fest 3 #nursey #dex #year 4 #Anonymous #check please

[mlp-toy-archive]

Gen 1 Special Release

Best Wishes

1986, Pegasus, Year 4

#mlp toys #gen 1 #year 4 #special release #pegasus #best wishes #so soft ponies

[maryslouisv]

we don’t talk about cedric and harry’s solidarity in the goblet of fire enough.

this is not intended as a ship post, take it how you want. post is meant to analyze the bond/connection at GOF brought cedric and harry. somewhat long post.

first task: dragons.

hagrid showed harry the dragons he may have been fighting. illegally. madame maxine and karkaroff do the same, but this leaves cedric in the dark about the task.

you’d think that since cedric and harry are from the same school and are competing head to head for hogwarts, they might be a little more against each other. but no. harry cheats a second time to help cedric

second task: merpeople

at this point, all four champions are at risk because of cheating and the shitty point system. and yet, cedric cheats yet again to help harry

AND THEN they help each other when they’re actually underwater. Cedric warns harry about vicktor and harry expresses that he wanted to help cho

third task: maze

harry saved cedric from cursed viktor

cedric offers to give up the throphy for everything harry has done for him

they decide to be a team, like they always were, and get the damn thropy together

post tournament:

cedric died for harry. not particularly by choice, but based on how he acts in the book, he would’ve done it with a fight.

cedric comes back as a ghost during the duel. he helps harry, reminds him to keep going. and his only dying wish was for his body to be brought back to his father.

#ivysdesk #harry potter thoughts #harry potter things #harry potter theory #harry potter and the triwizard tournament #harry potter and the goblet of fire #cedric diggory #cedric x harry #harry potter headcanon #triwizard tournament #harry potter books #harry potter films #harry potter opinions #harrypotter #harry potter ships #harry potter facts #harry potter franchise #harry and cedric #hogwarts #year 4 #book 4 #ivys thoughts

[ao3feed-romione]

Maybe I Just Wanna Be Yours

Maybe I Just Wanna Be Yours by Mak0 o

What if, Ron and Hermione's argument at the end of the Yule Ball went a little... differently, then it did in canon.

Words: 2649, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter

Relationships: Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley

Additional Tags: Getting Together, First Kiss, Ron Weasley is a Little Shit, Gay George Weasley, POV Ron Weasley, Fluff, Book 4: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Yule Ball, no beta we die like fred weasley, I'm not actually British, so this is all sounds pretty terrible, Ron Weasley is bad at feelings, Ron Weasley-centric, Hermione Granger pulls all the guys (real), Minor Hermione Granger/Viktor Krum

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44549866

#AO3 Feed #Romione FanFic #♥ #Romione #R:General #A:Mak0 o #Year 4 #Fluff

[hollywood3015]

These two are so cute and Lazlo has just taken over as Step dad in the best ways. 

#ts4 #year 4 #2t4 uberhood

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 363

0_0

#day 363 #year 4 #aradia megido #homestuck

[fdragon-art]

Day 5 - :D (John Egbert as seen in @badlydrawnjohn )

If there's one thing I'll never truly get over, it's the simple enjoyment of character ask blogs~

(It's transparent too~!)

=Thoughts=

Mimicking someone else's style - whether loosely or with great accuracy - is a lot more time-consuming than one might expect. The way shapes are formed, the style lines come out, even the particular texture of the pen, all make for a lot of small adjustments as you go along in the strive for accuracy.

I opted to use my usual pen texture since it makes it feels less like I'm directly copying someone's style and more going for a homage-type deal. I find it to be a nice blend of mimicking and intentional personal influence. It's even more useful with simpler styles since it avoids uncanny valley effects when the style is slightly off instead of noticeably so.

That said, for a simple style, there were certainly a few key challenges. The head shape took a few tries since it was either too round or too flat. The shoulders too since I was trying to avoid making them look too broad. Somehow - though fittingly enough - the neck wound up key to the shoulders and helped out with the head.

The hands are probably the one part I didn't put in as much effort for accuracy, especially the left-side hand. I still put in some effort, so it looks different to my usual. I kinda like how it came out, and might have to study it a little for my cuter styles~

It's fun doing style mini-studies with simpler styles. Makes for good line practice and gives appreciation for even the simpler-looking styles. It's like learning about the unique fingerprints of each artist~

#homestuck #john #john egbert #badlydrawnjohn #year 4 #art #That's right. I'm going straight for the ''let's give some specific people free fanart'' already~ #Honestly though. It's one of my favourite things to do from time to time 'cause it's just...fun to draw something with the intent of #giving it to someone else? Whether they enjoy it or not is secondary (though I won't deny I get good fluffies when I get complements~) #Just being able to draw stuff for other people is fun~

[dreamclan]

NOT PHILZA MINECRAFT

#year 4 #gen 1 #event log #deaths #cat: crowflight

[dramioneasks]

Below the Surface - Blueskiesrockyshores - M, 27 chapters, Words: 105,224 - Goaded into entering the Triwizard Tournament, Slytherin's very own Hermione Granger is selected as the Hogwarts Champion. As an accomplished witch and loyal friend, bets are placed on her being a strong contender. When faced with the challenging tasks, she worries her abilities might not be enough. With pressure mounting and the stakes high, Hermione must navigate the treacherous waters of the Tournament while keeping her true purpose for entering hidden. Will she rise victorious, or will she crash like a falling star? This story is now complete - please do not repost to another site such as ff.net or wattpad For Payton Rae, the fiercest Slytherin we'll ever know.

#author: Blueskiesrockyshores #hermione: slytherin #au #hogwarts retelling #the triwizard tournamant #year 4 #tw: violence #blaise #pansy #harry #ron #ginny #fred #george #crabbe #goyle #minerva mcgonagall #dumbledore #snape #fleur #viktor #narcissa #lucius #padma #draco's pov #hermione's pov #hermione: badass #anti ron #grieving #hurt and comfort

[blackcurlsgreeneyes]

@brothershardy cont.

It was a load off of all their minds to have the Ball partnerships sorted out, and nobody with stung feelings over not being asked was a nice bonus. It meant that the holidays could begin with festive energy--though they did have a shocking amount of homework, but only Draco and Hermione seemed inclined to dive into that right away. The rest were ready for some nice, relaxing days of food, snow fun, and lounging in the common room.

Joe convinced Ron to let him alter his dress robes, and the results were astonishing. Harry was overwhelmingly glad to see that the redhead would not feel embarrassed to wear them, and that it conquered Ron's sour attitude, as well. He asked Padma with sincerity, and Hermione reported that the girls were not having a blast planning their hair and makeup looks according to their dresses.

Christmas arrived with more snow and a lovely sleep-in, and piles of gifts at the foot of every bed and beneath the huge tree in the common room. It was always now Harry's favorite day of the year, bundled up in his sweater from Molly, socks from Dobby--one patterned with broomsticks, the other bearing the elf's apparent hand-added embroidery of "Harry Christmas" over and over--and a flimsy gold crown from one of the crackers that Joe cracked open.

They changed into their dress robes, brushing teeth and combing hair--or, well, Harry gave it half a try and then just tried to fluff it into something decent-looking--and then set off to meet the girls in the entrance hall.

Harry was glad that his robes were black, as that made him look alright beside Parvati's eye-catching pink. When Padma joined them, her colors worked nicely off of the dark maroon of Ron's robes, and Harry actually felt a bit of hope for the evening. They didn't look silly, there would be food and fun, it couldn't go too terribly, right?

Luna came to collect Joe, and Harry laughed at the blond's parting advice. "Joe, there's nothing you won't do," he reminded him, grinning as the pair went to join the other three Champions and their dates. Fleur was with the Ravenclaw Quidditch captain, Roger Davis; Krum had a pretty brunette from Beauxbatons at his side; and Cassius stood with a girl who Harry was fairly sure was a Hufflepuff.

"You know, I almost wish Hogwarts would do something like this every year," Draco remarked, heading their way with Hermione on his arm. Her dress was a darker shade of blue from Luna's, and her hair was impressively straightened, a white rose tucked behind her ear that matched the one on Draco's lapel. "It hasn't even gotten started and it's already warmer than holiday soirees at home."

"I'm telling your mum you said that," Pansy teased, coming over with Blaise and Theo escorting her. "Also, I've got us covered if anyone wants any," she added, revealing a flask in the little clutch she carried.

Professor McGonagall opened the doors of the Great Hall, and the majority of the students began ushering inside, trading greetings with the Champions before shuffling to encircle the dance floor for the formal entrance and first dance.

"Good luck," he whispered to Joe and Luna in passing. "So glad it's you dancing first, not me!"

#brothershardy #Harry x Joe #RP: Like Fire & Powder #year 4