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anotherashley · 3 years

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Um, excuse me but I would read the shit out of another 20k of that soul bond blurb☺️

i was having such a fun convo with @ohblushes last night about soulmarks so i thought i’d share:

Me: you mentioned soulmarks and so i was thinking what if it's a world where soulmarks exist. except in this world at least four or five people will have a matching mark, and they could all potentially be a partner that would be super compatible with you and you would be happy with. but also that your soulmate would be happy with. and jonny and patrick meet as kids and fall for each other. and they know it's probably a long shot so they don't let themselves get involved until they can't help it one night during world jrs. and afterwards it's so painful bc they have to be separated again. but then jonny gets drafted and maybe he goes straight to chicago instead of playing an extra year for north daktota. so he's been in chicago a year by the time patrick gets drafted. and patrick thinks holy shit finally. we can be together. but he arrives and jonny introduces patrick to a friend of his and he realizes this guy shares their soulmark.

Ohblushes: oH MY GOD THEN WHAT

Me: alternatively if you don't like that idea. what if they know each other as kids but they don't know much about each other. except patrick knows that jonny has met one of the people with his soulmark. they met after jonny arrived in chicago for the start of his and patrick’s rookie year. and patrick's hanging out with them one day bc he likes jonny a lot and his bf or whatever is... okay. except whoa wait...the bf notices patrick shares their soulmark too...oh fuck

Ohblushes: WHAT HAPPENS WITH THAT ONE TOO

Ohblushes: Oh my god

Ohblushes: you can't leave it there!!!!!!

Me: lol which one first?

Ohblushes: first one!!!

Me: i feel like all three of them try to be friends and get to know each other. but there's obviously this weird dynamic bc jonny and patrick know each other better than....let's say his name is wes. bc they grew up together, bc they've been intimate with each other, bc they've had time to build up real feelings. and wes is trying to play catch up. and he's handsome. patrick can't deny. he's funny and charming. and they all have a good time together

Ohblushes: omgggggg

Me: but when wes smiles too long at jonny or touches his arm patrick kind of wants to rip his stupid charming face off

Me: and maybe in this world when a couple chooses to bond their marks shift into something new, that's specific to the two of them?

Me: and patrick can see his mark shifting, or maybe he's hallucinating. but it looks different. and he didn't bond right? they certainly didn't have a ceremony

Me: but then why is his mark changing?

Ohblushes: HIS MARK IS CHANGING

Me: and patrick’s wondering is jonny getting closer to wes? is jonny going to pick wes instead of him?

Me: and they say if a bond goes bad a mark can fade or even disappear completely. that might be a myth he read on reddit. but who knows? it could be true. what if his mark is fading bc jonny doesn't love him anymore?

Ohblushes: OMGGGG

Ohblushes: omg i have questions about what jonny thinks is going on but

Me: wouldn't it be funny if jonny was equally as worried and was doing all of these things purposefully putting himself in the middle between wes and patrick and patrick was reading that as jonny wanting him out of the way when it was really jonny being possessive af over patrick?

Ohblushes: YES

Me: and so patrick goes to confront wes and ask him if he's going to make a move on jonny. and wes is like yeah i was, but he turned me down.. and patrick's like wait what? and wes says ‘he asked me if i was going to ask you out, bc he wanted to be with you. so i guess we both have our answer.’

Ohblushes: what does patrick do!!!!!

Me: he rushes over to jonny's place and interrupts jonny during a workout when he's all sweaty and shirtless and is like ‘i'm sorry but this is more important than pushups right now. i love you and i want to bond with you and my mark has been changing for months now and idk what that means. but if it's the universe telling me i shouldn't be with you i don't give a fuck bc you're the only one i've ever wanted.’

Me: and jonny shows patrick his mark that's been changing too

Me: and then they make love and bond the end

Ohblushes: YES OMG

Ohblushes: i like the touch about jonny being sweaty and shirtless

Me: lmaoooo it made me happy too

Ohblushes: omg i love this

Ohblushes: what about the one where jonny has a bf!!!!

Me: mannnn that one would involve so MUCH UST

Me: so many little touches in place of what they both want but can't have.

Me: i could see them becoming really close friends and even closer rooming together on the road

Me: and the intimacy would be so intense. and maybe they almost kiss one night but don't and they both feel horrible about it. and jonny goes home to break things off with the guy (maybe his name is also wes lol). but he doesn't tell patrick bc he feels like he doesn't deserve patrick after that. so patrick doesn't know he's single and they're both like suffering and miserable wanting to be together so badly.

Ohblushes: omg yes

Ohblushes: patrick not knowing he's single is PERFECT

Ohblushes: does he find out!!!

Me: maybe jonny gets super drunk one night and comes back to their hotel room and maybe he's like crying? and he wakes patrick up out of a dead sleep and he's like ‘i know i fucked things up. i should've waited for you. i always felt something for you growing up even though we weren't close and that was probably our marks drawing us to each other. but i didn't know. and i was so excited when i met wes. i mean some people never meet anyone with their matching mark. how was i supposed to know you were there the whole time? fuck! i love you patrick. i do. i just need you to know that. i'm sorry.’ and then he goes and throws up and passes out. and patrick's so stunned he doesn't know what to do. is he willing to share jonny with wes? if it's the only way he can have him? he think maybe he can do it. if it's the only way. so he goes to wes' place a few days later to see if he's okay with the arrangement and finds out they've been broken up for months. and then he's kind of furious bc WTF JONNY. so he goes to jonny's place to bitch him out. and just ends up saying really fiercely ‘you should've told me’ and jonny says ‘i know i'm sorry.’ and then patrick says ‘i love you too, idiot. like a lot.’ and kisses him. and then they make love and bond the end.

Ohblushes: ohhhhhhh my godddddddd

Ohblushes: HE THINKS HE HAS TO SHARE JONNY

Ohblushes: alskdjfa;sldkjf;lsdkfja;slkdjf

Ohblushes: does he lay into jonny later

Ohblushes: did jonny think he didn't have a chance!!!

Me: yeah he does lol bc they could've been together all this time!

Me: and jonny thinks patrick didn't want to. bc he seemed so horrified that time they almost kissed. and he thought maybe patrick believed he was an asshole for that, like he'd be a bad partner if he could get that close to breaking a potential bond. and patrick's like ‘god you're a dumbass i literally didn't think any of that. i just felt guilty for maybe ruining your relationship with your future bondmate. i felt shitty for what i did. but i still wanted you all the time.’ and jonny's like ‘i still wanted you all the time too. that's why i felt so bad, why i had to break things off. i couldn't think about anything else.’

Ohblushes: they're so dumb

Ohblushes: and so in love

#soulmarks #chatfic #headcanons #1988 #Anonymous

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snarkwrites · 4 years

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sprung spring | cherry? popped. | xavier plympton {m}

PROMPT USED:

First time + permeate + “I need you. Now!” + rock in place + the steady creaking of the bed + supernatural being / human

NOTES:

Obviously, I am so so fucking awful at naming anything. And I tried my best to fuse ‘pre death’ Xavier’s personality with what he started to become before getting murdered and stuck in Camp Redwood. This is just my take. It’s probably not even remotely accurate, tbh. But.. It’s out here. I wrote the damn thing. I suppose I gotta own whatever consequence comes my way.

Fun fact... this is a small peek at a sort of story idea I have in mind that knowing me, I won’t ever write... So... yeah. Maybe if enough people bother me, I’ll think about writing the actual fic I have in mind. Hints of a soulmate au if you squint. Virgin sex. FYI, this is set in 2019. And the concept as I imagine it and would write it if I were to do a fic is a little... weird... twisty... idk mannnn...

WARNINGS:

unprotected sex - with a ghost, body fluids, heavy emphasis on biting and marking, oral / hints of orgasm denial, probably waay too fluffy / sappy Xavier, virgin ! human oc x ghost ! xavier... I think that’s it.

PAIRING:

Xavier Plympton x OFC, Cherie. American Horror Story 1984

TAGGING:

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“You’re not down at the bonfire with your boytoy?” Xavier didn’t even look up from the magazine he was flipping through. He knew she’d be standing there, watching him. The air between them lingered heavily with words unspoken. Since earlier, when she’d seen the soulmate marking on his arm that matched her own, she’d been scarce. If they had run into each other, she’d been distant.

Montana was right. In a few weeks, they’d all be gone and things would go back to the way they’d been before. He’d been an idiot to think that he could just get close to Cherie and be fine with having to let go at the end of the summer. So when Cherie started to avoid him earlier, he hadn’t tried to fight it. He hadn’t gone out of his way to seek her out.

They were literally two ships passing at night, after all. He was dead, doomed to remain in the camp for the rest of time. She was alive and she had so much ahead to live for. Things he couldn’t give her, even though he realized now that he really wanted to.

If he were as selfish as he’d been on occasion in life, he’d be stopping at nothing to keep her by his side. But he wasn’t entirely that guy anymore, so maybe it was better this way.

In the time it took him to come to this conclusion, she’d wandered into the cabin, shutting the door behind her softly. Sinking down onto the edge of his bed, she sat there, staring down at worn floorboards.

“I was. But then I…” Cherie trailed off, going quiet. “Look, before I came here, everything was planned. I was fine with it. Then earlier tonight, Jake got drunk and high and he started acting like an ass like usual…” she trailed off again, taking a deep breath. “I broke up with him.”

Xavier sat up, letting the magazine fall to the mattress. Even though he knew it wasn’t a good idea, he found himself slipping an arm around her. “You alright, doll?”

“Yeah, no… I don’t know. Everything is changing. I wish I could just freeze time. Or rewind it. I shouldn’t have come here, this was dumb, what am I even doing?” Cherie went to stand, but Xavier’s arms snaked around her hips and he pulled her back down to sit on his bed. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he leaned against her from behind.

This went against everything. He kept telling himself that he could handle the fact that the one thing he didn’t even realize he wanted having an actual for good expiration date attached, but today, her seeing their matching marks at last and distancing… It had shown him that he was wrong and he’d been trying to distance.

“No, no.. Freezing time or going back is the last thing you wanna do, doll. Believe me.” Xavier’s voice was warm and breathy against the shell of her ear and as he started to massage her shoulders, her eyes fluttered open and shut. Her head fell back and Xavier’s eyes locked on her neck as he licked his lips. He pressed closer.

“What’s that got to do with you comin in here, doll?”

“Because everything just became crystal clear… Maybe everything I had all planned out was wrong. Maybe Winona’s right. Shit happens for a reason. Coming out here, meeting you, I… I can’t fight the inevitable, not when I want it so bad it’s all I can see when I close my eyes… Do you know how hard it is, being around him, trying to pretend nothing’s changed and wishing it were you?”

Xavier’s breath caught and he gripped her body, pulling her into his lap before he could stop himself. “You don’t know what you’re saying. Trust me.”

“No, I know exactly what I’m saying.” Cherie’s tone was firm and she settled in his lap so that she was closer, pressing against him. As usual, he was almost icy cold. She gritted her teeth but smiled a little, taking his face in her hands. “You won’t make me change my mind. Look… I’m not saying that when the summer ends, I’m not gonna just…. Go off and do everything.. I’m not saying I give up, I just… I’m saying that I can’t keep going through the motions now. I just wanna be free. I want to enjoy things.”

“Babe, you can’t…” Xavier trailed off. She rocked herself against him and he swallowed hard, trying to shift the way she sat in his lap so she didn’t feel him about to burst through the jeans he was wearing. His hands slipped down her sides, squeezing her hips to try and stop her from doing it again.

“Why not? Don’t you want me? I mean we’ve been…Flirting for a while now and I thought that...Nevermind.” Cherie trailed off, confused and shaking her head. Her stomach was churning and she was starting to feel the embarrassment of potentially being wrong. She went to wiggle out of his lap and she made it to the door.

Xavier swore under his breath because the last thing he wanted to do was let her walk out that door. Goddamn it, he thought to himself, don’t I deserve something after all this bullshit?

“Wait, doll. Don’t go.” Xavier pressed himself against her from behind, his hand covering her hand on the doorknob, removing it. He slowly circled the shell of her ear with his tongue as he muttered lazily, “You’re not wrong, okay? I want you. So fucking much.” he thrust his hips against her backside, rubbing the bulge straining against his jeans against her backside and growling when the littlest bit of friction just wasn’t enough.

Just feeling how hard he was already through thin bike shorts had Cherie hissing and taking a ragged breath as she turned to face him and stared up. Her arms slipped up, wrapping around his neck, fingers toying with the hair at the nape of his neck as she clung to him and pulled him down just slightly. Enough that her mouth brushed right against his and Xavier growled quietly again, his hands gripping her hips tighter. Up into his arms she went and he stepped back over to the bed, dropping her gently against the lumpy mattress. He leaned down, pressing himself into her, his hands pinning her hands at either side of her head. “I need you. Now. We just… we won’t think about anything but tonight, okay?” the question came breathy and warm against her neck as his lips latched on and he rocked himself into her, drawing out a needy whine and a few ragged breaths as she nodded. “Agreed.” grinding against his lap, her breath hitching all over again as she felt the bulge in his jeans getting even harder. Her cunt was throbbing. Every single time he bucked into her, she could feel herself dripping a little more.

Xavier’s forehead pressed into hers, his mouth latching onto her lips, drawing her into a slow and lazy kiss. Her tongue slipped out, trailing lazily over the outline of his lips and one of his hands left her hand, drifting down between them and tugging the baggy crop top she was wearing up and out of the way, letting it settle on the cabin floor.

Cherie tugged his shirt over his head, throwing it next to her own and Xavier’s hands drifted up and down her body, lingering on her breasts, pushing them together, his tongue slipping over her teeth, tracing them and then slipping between them to tangle with her own tongue. She rocked herself up into him, a quiet series of urgent whimpers and begging moans making him chuckle and reach for the pull to the lamp on the table next to the bed, cloaking the room in total darkness. His mouth broke from her mouth, working down her neck after he’d pushed her hair out of his way.

The warmth of his breath against her ear sent a shiver racing through her body and when he muttered quietly “Gonna be a long night, doll.” smirking down at her when he felt her legs squeeze into his hips a little more. Her fingertips walked down his chest, toying with the button on his jeans as she stared up at him and bit her lip, giving a soft giggle when she responded quietly, “I hope so.”

Every part of him wanted to follow up with how he’d think of her as belonging to him after tonight, after they crossed this line, but he had to stop himself. He had to hold back. It was bad enough he was going this far. To delude himself -and most importantly, her, about a future they couldn’t ever logically have would be insane. Rather than do that, his hands caught in the waistband of her shorts and he started to pull them down her legs. She got his button undone, then the zip to his pants and Xavier rose a little too quickly, bumping the top of his head on the bunk above him and scowling while swearing about it, kicking his pants and boxers free at the ankle. Cherie’s eyes wandered over him slowly, lingering and even widening a little at the sight of his cock, standing at attention.

The thickness of his length had her swallowing hard and biting her lip as her heart raced erratically. Xavier knew exactly what she was staring at and it made him give a quiet chuckle as he lowered himself down all over again. Only her undergarments remained and those were quickly done away with, falling to the floor and settling on the edge of the nightstand and as soon as she was pinned beneath him, completely naked, Xavier’s eyes roamed over her body slowly and hungrily.

He licked his lips and centered himself above her, his body spreading her legs. Lowering his face to her face, he muttered smoothly, “Last chance to back out, pretty girl.”

“If I were going to back out, handsome… I never would’ve come in here to you.” Cherie admitted, going quiet when he stared at her a second or two as what she said clicked into place for him. He smirked, his mouth conquering her neck and throat, marking her up and not bothering to be careful or discreet about it at all.

Oh no, not him. He wanted tonight to be seared into her mind. If he was going to be stuck here, not able to forget her and knowing she was out there, away from him and living… If he were going to endure that torture, she was not going to forget tonight if he could help it. He wanted her to look back years from now and miss him. Wonder what might have been.

Maybe it was selfish. At the moment, he didn’t particularly care. It was already enough that he was going to do the right thing at the end of the summer and just let her go. That was already killing him. That was going to be enough selfless for him, right there. Knowing he had to let her go and that he’d never see her again, he’d never get to know what might have been.

“Fucking right you did, doll. You came to me.” Xavier’s voice was husky and low as he muttered into soft skin. Cherie took a shaky breath and gripped hold of his biceps, making him stop his mouth’s venture down her body and stare at her. “Just a heads up… I’m not exactly experienced at this.. Any of it… at all.”

Her words had him gaping a little but leaning down, capturing her mouth in a needy and bruising kiss as he muttered lazily into the kiss, “This is going to be fun, then.” as her fingers caught in his hair, threading through.

He reached down between them, wrapping his hand around his length, raising up to guide it along her folds, staring down at her with that devilish smirk as he licked his lips. When he teased the tip between them, he shivered and gave a quiet groan at the way she dripped already. “ Tell me something, doll..” he muttered , leaning down, pressing into her as his mouth moved across her collarbones, nipping and sucking. He stopped to look at her.

“Yeah?” Cherie breathed out, squirming, trying anything she could to get him inside her. She gripped his jaw, guiding his mouth back to hers, her lips clenching his bottom one almost greedily as she bucked herself against him, splitting her folds as her cunt dragged down the length of his cock. Xavier growled and gripped her hip tight enough to leave a handprint behind and chuckling, he finished his question, “Are you ready to get your cherry popped, doll?”

“Yes.” gasping, she gave her answer as she tried again to buck against the grip he had on her hip. She couldn’t, and just knowing that had Xavier smirking, his tongue dragging lazily over his lip as he rose up and then crawled down her body, settling himself between her thighs, holding them spread with his hands. His tongue rolled up the insides, lapping greedily at every drop as she dripped for him. He felt her hand drifting down, tangling in the top of his hair and tugging. “That’s it, pretty girl. Pull my hair. Move those fucking hips.” Xavier drawled against her cunt as his tongue trailed right between it, a broad stripe moving upward to circle her clit one, two, three times. When he sank his teeth into the edge of the bundled nerves, she cried out, her other hand gripping the faded blanket on his bed. Her hips rocked upward against his mouth and his nose bumped against her dripping heat as he inhaled and groaned at the scent of her. He could feel his cock getting harder at just the thought of burying inside, having her walls clench around it. Feeling her drip and coat it. Making her scream his name over and over and over again. When she whimpered and whined and begged him to go faster with his tongue after he’d buried it deep in her cunt, he chuckled and smirked against her. “Does this feel good? Because fuck… You taste so sweet.”

Cherie’s head fell back and she gripped the blanket and his hair tighter, angling her hips upward, rocking against his mouth like he told her to, harder and faster. The faster her hips moved, the more his tongue swirled. Xavier growled against dripping folds as the taste of her absolutely flooded his tongue and wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand, he made his way back up her body, pulling her up, crushing her against him as he pulled her into a rough and bruising kiss.

He felt her tense beneath him as he started to sink into her and she whimpered, biting her lip as she looked up at him, tears glistening in her eyes. “It’s not gonna hurt long, okay? I promise.” Xavier’s voice was almost a growl when he muttered the words against the shell of her ear. His hands drifted down, gripping her hips as he sank into her a little deeper, staring down at her the whole time.

“Fuck.” Cherie gasped, “So big.”

The words drew a pleased smirk and Xavier pressed his hips into her hips firmly, going still after he’d buried himself in a little deeper. She tried to move her hips but he squeezed them, holding her still and shaking his head. “You good?”

“Mhm.” Cherie muttered and Xavier buried his cock completely inside, slow and deep thrusts, his hips smacking against hers so hard that he knew there would be bruises. She met every single one of his deep and hard thrusts with her hips, moaning his name and whimpering, clinging to him from below. “C’mon, faster, please?” she managed to gasp, but Xavier continued at his preferred pace, hell bent on fucking her deep into the mattresses beneath them. She pouted up at him, frustrated tears stinging at her eyes because she could feel herself tensing and tightening, just like she’d been when he had his head buried between her thighs and he kept stopping then.

She wanted another orgasm.

He seemed to be hell bent on taking his time. As his cock struck against her throbbing g spot over and over, slowly and steadily, she moaned louder, her voice drowning out the soft smack of their bodies colliding and the slow and steady creak of the old iron bed frame. “C’mon, doll.. Scream my name. Let everyone know who’s got their cock buried deep in that dripping pussy.” Xavier urged, smirking when he started to go a little faster and Cherie seemed to get louder, her moans bouncing off the walls and drowning out all the other little background noises around them. “You’re so fucking tight, so wet. Fuck.” Xavier managed to gasp as he went still inside her, holding his finger to her lips, leaning in to steal a few kisses.

It felt so fucking good he knew if he kept going, he’d explode. Stopping was better than doing that. But he knew he couldn’t hold off much longer, either. And he could feel her tensing all over, practically shaking now, whimpering and begging him to be able to come.

“I’m gonna fucking fill you up, pretty girl. Do you wanna feel?” he asked as he drove into her deeper and harder, his hips snapping erratically as his mouth latched onto her neck, leaving a line of bites and bruises in his wake. Cherie moaned as her orgasm rushed through her, leaving her shaking and whimpering, rocking her hips against his thrusts greedily, gasping for air as she clung to him. Xavier fucked her through her orgasm and right into his own, the tightness of her cunt as it encased his length driving him right over the edge before he could stop. “Fuck… Fuck… here it comes.” he groaned as his cock throbbed, rope after rope of his sticky hot seed seeping into her deep, their juices puddling beneath them on the bed. He flopped down behind her, pulling her partially on top of him, raking his hand through her hair to push it back out of her eyes as he pulled her into a lazy yawn filled kiss.

“Sun’s comin up.” he muttered quietly, chuckling when she swore under her breath but then cuddled against him completely and muttered through a yawn, “Fuck it. I’m too lazy to give a damn what that overbearing woman could possibly have to say when she realizes I’m not in my bed.”

“That’s the spirit, doll. Just stay here with me a little longer.”

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pureblooded-archive · 4 years

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(From corda-comminuta, serpent-tongued-lie, cursed-and-chosen, tainted-prodigy, and victoria-immortalis) 🌟 from all of my muses, for all of your muses :P

@mendacia-dulcia

ok! *cracks fingers* here we go lmao (sorry mobile users)

Now that I finally have watch CoG I can think of more thread ideas lol

Nagini:

Lyra – I think you’ve convinced me that a time-travel au is now viable for Lyra and we can do FB verses LOL, so perhaps Lyra ends up in a different place. She’d probably get stuck in this time trying to cure the curse for Nagini lmao

Lucius – is probably the only other muse that I could think of that would work. Possibly when he’s young if the curse hasn’t completely taken over, maybe they know one another? Potential ship? wiggles eyebrows (but that’s mainly cause my Luci is a slut and will try to put it anywhere smh)

Pansy:

Draco – Immediately I think Dransy ahaha, I think they’d be super sweet when they were younger and dating, I definitely have a headcanon that they were betrothed when they were younger and actually got along but then after the war it dissolved and given Draco’s distance during their 6th and 7th year, as did their relationship

Lyra – always an interesting relationship if you go off the dransy betrothal, whether she is in her main verse and is sort of like a mentor/friend to Pansy or in the year above and is new to Hogwarts

Ron – I mean, I ship it lmao, it’s an unlikely pair but it is so tasty when it works ahaha, though I know not everyone is down with that, depends on your headcanons for Pansy, would love to know more

Ginny – again I ship it (I am a shipping whore lmao) but this would be a post-war deal and also depends on your Pansy

Theo – yesssss, my sweet baby Theo and Pansy (another ship lol), but really he’s just a very good and sweet friend to Pansy I feel and he’s a massive nerd so if she needs study help he’s your boy

Blaise – my Blaise is a sleaze, he will try to get with anyone he can, esp Pans lol

Astoria – this might be good for some awkward adult tension lol, but maybe like Astoria is good friends with Pansy cause I assume she’s friends with Daphne and like Pans thinks of her as a baby sister?

Millicent and Daphne – just typical girl shenanigans lol

Marcus – another sleaze and potential ship LOL

Cho:

Marcus – I can see him giving her a hard time, whilst also being wildly inappropriate (god I hate him)

I’m seeing potential in my head with Ron, Draco and Gin tho idk what

Vivian – she’s in the same year as Marcus/Percy and also in Ravenclaw so a year or two older than Cho (JK can’t math so why should I be able to) oh and they’re Asian so you know they’ll be best friends (there’s just some things you just don’t get unless you’re Asian and I’d know cause I’m half aha, we tend to gravitate towards each other irl)

Vinda I’m skipping cause I can’t really think of any others apart from our Lyra one but if you have ideas I won’t shoot them down

Lily again skipping cause I’m uncreative and the only older one is Luci but I think he’s like way older and ew

Tom:

Lyra – oh there’s so many ideas cause I just ahhhh

Lyra 100% goes to Voldy when the war begins cause she has to, like this bitch ain’t dumb and she don’t wanna die so she’s definitely gonna get in and be like hi im here, ready to serve

I think these threads would mainly be a lot of conversations of him trying to get her to do things whilst also trying to sus out her motives

Lyra does have a son and I wouldn’t mind Tom using him as leverage over her (Corvus is actually Snapey’s son but he doesn’t know – always wanted a Tom to force the truth out of her lol)

Ginny – I’ve done it before but the diary again would be cool everyone has different interpretations so yesssss, I’m sure there’s also other potential things and Ginny’s a strong muse for me atm so yes

Lucius – so much potential mannnn, just so much

like we could do when he first joins to how he ascends the ranks

also Voldy’s return and Lucius’ disgrace

and yes I also ship lmao, he would get on his knees for Voldy aha

Harry:

Lyra – I always try to sell this to every Harry I see but Hyra (yes that’s their ship name lol) there’s so much I love about their dynamic though, both for my main verse and lightning

one I like to explore is my main verse Lyra, so there’s a 10 year age gap and they have to have shared custody of Teddy after Andromeda dies

but mainly it’s been Lyra transferring to Hogwarts after Book 4 to be closer to home and she’s a year above Harry and Harry’s nice to her and she’s like welp now I feel guilty my fam wants you dead lol

oh yeah and arranged marriage post war where they’re like oh we gotta unite the two sides so there’s less discrimination so Harry why don’t you marry the daughter of the people who like tortured you and wanted you dead

Ron – also another ship lol but also just such a good bromance, like Harry makes Ron feel like so much more than he’s used to. Ron is just so used to being overlooked and overshadowed and for once in his life, with Harry he’s special and important and I just jghafdjbjdgs but just anything with these two is just so good

Draco – I mean drarry is great, tbh Draco isn’t that strong of a muse so I’m like ehhhhh (tbh I’m tempted to drop him lol)

Ginny – ok, so I ship book Hinny but I also don’t. They’re just… I don’t know. I feel like they’ve got a lot of work to go through before they can really be together – but exploring those things, working through those things and making Hinny viable is a yes, otherwise I think they’re a great friendship

My other Slytherin babies I’m sorta like eh about, like not that enthusiastic about writing them together (they just don’t inspire me as much as the others, though I’m always down to explore further lmao) like:

Lucius would be just plain manipulation and abuse

Theo would be a sweet boyfriend to Harry

Blaise would just use him for clout

Astoria – oh yeah maybe something about their sons? just chatting, parent stuff

Millicent – would be a plain old bitch eh and so would Marcus and Daph lol

Young Albus Dumbledore I only see as teaching Lucius though this is not in FB era so yeah not sure, would be interested in Lyra’s time travel au how they’d interact though I have a lot of headcanons about their relationship based on my fic so idk if it’d work

Ambrosine:

Lyra – oh it’d be so interesting to put these together in the same year as my ‘Lyra Canon’ (born in 1970 so 11 years before Voldy fails)

whether Ambrosine attends Durmstrang with Lyra and the two of them decide to break into Karkaroff’s office together and torture him lol

or they’re reunited at Hogwarts when Lyra does that independently

Any of my lightning era babies would be interesting too

#Anonymous #this was 1200 words #and they're not even really thread ideas #just me ranting #long post

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Shado (as my self indulgent one) but also Laurel Lance and Harry Potter and Zuko

Is this revenge for me sending you all those questions last week? Ok, here we go.

Shado1: sexuality headcanon - we didn’t really see her interact with anyone apart from guys (since we all know there can’t be more than one woman in the flashbacks for any extended length of time *rolls eyes*) but you got me hooked on Shado with other ladies who would treat her better so I’m gonna say bisexual.2: otp - I don’t know if I have one for her. I see the merits of Dragon Assasin, but I’m a big Lauryssa shipper, but then the occasional Shado/Laurel posts you’ve made are also quite compelling. There may be only one way to solve this, if you catch my drift...3: brotp - Oliver and Slade. Sorry, I pretend the romance bs between them never happened because it ruined her character and got her killed so fuck it. What happened to my fun, team-as-family banter from s1?4: notp - Oliver and Slade lmao. I’m also not huge on her and Sara, sorry. But a part of me knows that to introduce Sara into the flashbacks spelled Shado’s doom because of that whole unspoken No More Than One Woman rule these shit-for-brains writers have and it lowkey has me bitter.5: first headcanon that pops into my head - I’d actually be pretty game for a nonbinary Shado ngl. Not sure what pronouns. But it’d kind of tie into my next answer below.6: favorite line from this character - not sure if I have this word-for-word but “My father wanted sons” because it really says a lot about her relationship with her dad. Like, I don’t doubt that Yao Fei loved her (and Mei), but at the same time she clearly knows that there’s some disappointment there, like she wasn’t quite enough as she was. Yet nevertheless she trained and worked to be everything she is and she still worked to find and save her dad and she was better than Oliver, than Slade, than all of them and just gahhhhhhhhhhhhh.7: one way in which I relate to this character - um idk, we are very different. Maybe when she looked at a photo of Laurel Lance and instantly fell in love knew she was the most important woman in the world had nothing but compliments to say about her because, like, same.8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - she was kind of too busy struggling to survive to do anything embarrassing. 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - Any of her “problems” result from the writers using her for manpain in s2, so I’m gonna go cinnamon roll. She was too good, too pure for this show.

Laurel1: sexuality headcanon - she is bi as fuuuuuuck2: otp - Oliver or Nyssa depending on how I am feeling any given day3: brotp - Thea, they are my ride or die sisters4: notp - Laurel/Tommy, can’t get over how he essentially pressured her into dating him, then became obsessed with her and Oliver’s potential feelings for each other, and ended up kind of treating her as this trophy or prize in this weird jealousy game he had going with Oliver. Was kinda gross. They had their moments, but it was never a relationship that was gonna last. I also resent how certain sectors of fandom used it as excuses for why Laurel couldn’t end up with anybody else because her “twu wuv” had died. I see your bs.5: first headcanon that pops into my head - this is very dark, but I think at low points in her life she had very close brushes with self-harm.6: favorite line from this character - too many!! “You and me against an army. I love those odds.” “Hey, if I don’t try to save it, who will?” “I couldn’t be more proud of you if you were my sister.” “Because you’re important to me.” “I don’t need you right now. Everyone else does. So go. Save the city.” “I’m the justice you can’t run from.” “Your job, apparently.” “Fighting for your city isn’t selfish. It’s what a hero would do.” “I know. And then I realized I didn’t really give a damn.” “It’s the hypocrisy I can’t stand.” “Going out there and fighting alongside you guys, that’s what makes me feel alive inside.”7: one way in which I relate to this character - her struggle with depression.8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - I can’t really think of much. Maybe all the times she was wronged by the people she trusted and loved? And that’s less embarrassment and more righteous fury.9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - cinnamon roll, she was better than any of them from the word go and they never deserved her and some day the tears will stream down their eyes when they realize it.

Harry1: sexuality headcanon - also bi as fuuuuuuck2: otp - Harry/Ginny forever bitches3: brotp - Ron and Hermione, hell yes4: notp - Dr*rry, Sn*rry, and H*rmony5: first headcanon that pops into my head - Once Harry retires from the Aurors, then he finally gets to be the DADA professor Hogwarts deserves (and Ginny takes the Flying Instructor position after Madame Hooch so they can live together and take tea with Hagrid and Neville and be cute and disgusting and embarrass many future generations of Potter-Weasleys to come)6: favorite line from this character - so much of his sass oh my god but nothing, nothing, tops “There’s no need to call me sir, Professor.” Also these aren’t exactly lines, but any and all of his internal musings on how beautiful and amazing Ginny Weasley is because it is sheer poetry.7: one way in which I relate to this character - just his general approach to life, I think.8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - oh mannnn he was put through a lot of embarrassing moments, like which to choose?9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - cinnamon roll, he never asked for this prophecy bs but he saved everyone anyway just cause.

Zuko1: sexuality headcanon - I don’t know why but I don’t really have sexuality headcanons for Avatar characters (and I barely started Korra, but I do know about Korra and Asami and I am Here For It), so he could really be anything to my mind.2: otp - don’t really have one3: brotp - everyone in the Gaang, and also his relationship with Iroh is the best4: notp - don’t really have one of these either5: first headcanon that pops into my head - sometime after they’ve brought relative peace back to the world, Katara offers to give healing Zuko’s scar another try, but he turns it down. He’s made his peace with it, and he is proud of who he is today as a result.6: favorite line from this character - oh god, it’s been so long since I’ve gotten to watch anything from the show, but I always cracked up at his little rehearsal pitch for joining the Gaang. Also his reunion with Iroh is precious.7: one way in which I relate to this character - he fucks up a lot but still manages to try and do the right thing? That’s so inspiring.8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - his terrible s1 hair. The worst.9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - ummm maybe somewhere in between? He tries like really hard to be a problematic fave at the beginning, but then slowly his persona is stripped away to find a cinnamon roll underneath.

#shado #laurel lance #harry potter #zuko #emerson replies #kelsey #ayotofu

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