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ilovefandoms102 · 4 years

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Part 3-Where Loyalties Lie

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Potter!Reader

Summary: A forbidden romance is betrayed when the very dark wizard who is out to kill you is your lovers master...

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Part 2

Note: I’m so happy for the love and support you all have given me! Thank you for 500 new friends, I am grateful for each and every one of you! I can’t wait to put out more stuff for you guys!

Would anyone like for me to continue the series for how Draco and y/n raise Scorpius and go through the trials of parenthood? Maybe even include their wedding and wedding night😛...let me know in the comments or message me!

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Draco pushed me into the main room, his family eyeing me now. I spotted Hermione on the ground, I went to move towards her. I was stopped by an unspeakable pain, a screech left my throat as I fell just feet from her.

“Crucio!” Bellatrix shouted, waving her wand at me again.

I convulsed on the floor, screaming as the pain shot from my head to my feet. I rolled to my side, heavily breathing. I scooted to Hermione, her hand barely mustering the energy to hold mine.

“Since this filthy Mudblood won’t talk, perhaps you will Potter. Where did you get the sword?” she seethed.

“Even if I did know, I wouldn’t tell you!” I panted.

“Draco! Your wand at the ready, torture this disgusting Halfblood until she admits her faults.” Bellatrix commanded.

“She said she doesn’t know, maybe they’re telling the truth for once.” Draco answered, trying to hide his fear.

“Either you do it, or your father kills them.” Bellatrix hissed, Draco’s face going pale.

They cleared to the other side of the room, leaving just Draco and I with Hermione limp on the floor. Tears started to leak from his eyes, my heart shattered. His hand shook that held his wand, bending his head to let out a sob.

“It’s ok, do what they say.” I spoke, Draco shaking his head.

“I can’t, I can’t do it.” he sobbed, fervently shaking his head.

“Draco please! It’s the only way we’re getting out of here!” I pleaded.

“What is the meaning of this Draco!? Do it!” Lucius boomed, Draco still sobbing.

“I can’t hurt the girl I love!” Draco shouted, his family gasping.

“You cannot be serious!” Lucius shouted, Hermione’s grip on my hand tightened.

“Fine, if you cannot man up to the task...CRUCIO!” Bellatrix shouted, repeating the spell over and over.

Draco tried to come to my aid, but his father fought to hold him back. He cried as he watched me suffer one of the three Unforgivable Curses, shouting my name as I screamed in pain. I couldn’t even put into words what the pain felt like, an excruciating void of unending beats was the best way to put it.

I tried to reach out for Draco as blood started to fall from my ears and mouth, him trying to do the same with the restriction of his father.

“Please Bella! Stop, please!” Draco yelled, falling to his knees as Lucius scrapped to get a hold of him.

“That’s enough Bella,” Narcissa spoke, pulling on her sister’s arm.

“Consider yourself lucky you belong to the Dark Lord Potter. For your friend, I can’t say the same.” Bellatrix sighed.

There was a sudden commotion as Harry and Ron burst into the room, firing off spells. Draco pretended to drop one of ours, rolling it my way. I fired one at Lucius, knocking him several feet away. It was a struggle trying to get up, only to be snatched by Narcissa, my muscles too weak to fight back. Bellatrix held a knife to Hermione’s throat, Harry and Ron dropping their wands at her command.

I looked at Draco, his eyes wide with worry. There was a squeaking sound from above us, looking to see Dobby unhinging the chandelier. It came crashing down, giving enough distraction for Hermione and I to break free. I launched myself at Harry, he held me close as we all huddled to apparate out. I took one last look at Draco, he mouthed those three little words. I mouthed them back, tears shining as we apparated away.

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Harry was headed to the Ravenclaw common room to find the Grey Lady, while I tried to make the Room of Requirement pop up. Just when I was about to give up, I heard creaking behind me, turning to find the Room of Requirement. Harry appeared next to me, dragging me with him.

We looked around the disastrous area for what felt like hours, clapping my hands over my ears when I heard the telling sound of the Horcrux’s. I whipped around to find Harry holding the tiara that belonged to the Helena. Just as I reached him, a voice I knew all too well sounded in the room.

“Well, well, well, look what we have here. What brings you two here?” Draco taunted, Crab and Goyle holding their wands at us as Draco did.

“I could ask you the same,” Harry answered, tugging on my wrist so that I was behind him.

“You have something of mine,” Draco spat, eyeing me before looking back to my brother.

“Why didn’t you tell her? Bellatrix? You knew it was me, and you didn’t say anything.” Harry asked, tilting his head.

“I would never hurt her,” Draco whispered, the other two Slytherin’s giving him a confused look.

“If you truly loved her-” Harry hissed, now my turn to grab his arm to pull him back.

“Harry!” I exclaimed as they all held their wands higher, at the ready to fire at us.

“Don’t be a prat Draco, do it!” Goyle seethed, Draco gulped before moving his eyes to meet mine.

In a split second, I whipped my wand out. Firing at Draco, disarming him. He turned and ran as his friends continued their assault, Hermione coming to aid. I shouted for Draco, watching as Ron ran after the Slytherin’s.

After some digging, Harry and Hermione plopped back to the ground. Ron came out of nowhere, snatching Hermione’s hand as he claimed that Goyle set the place on fire. Indeed he did as a giant fire in the shape of a snake came bounding after us.

I grabbed Harry’s hand as we weaved through the stacks of rubbish, not finding a way out. I whipped my head in search of Draco, wondering if he made it out alive. My chest burned from the fire, and the thought of the love of my life being dead in the very same room.

We bumped into some brooms, taking off to find the exit. I looked all over for Draco, not spotting him. Harry then caught my attention, whisking around to go back from where we just were. I sobbed in relief when I saw Draco, his eyes lighting up when he caught sight of me. I grabbed his arm, tugging him so he could jump on the back of the broom. He held tightly to my waist, his lips moving to kiss my cheek.

The blast from the fire knocked us off the broom once we reached outside of the Room of Requirement, Draco kissed me before taking off. Harry stabbed the tiara with the Basilisk fang, knocking both of us back.

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My heart crumbled after Harry and I took Snape’s tears to watch his memories. Not only did both of us have to die to completely destroy Voldemort, but that we might not come back. I thought of Draco, that we would never get married, have children, and grow old together. Neither would Harry, but this had to be done.

We found Hermione and Ron at the bottom of the stairs just in front of the castle. huddled together. They stood once they saw us, knowing what Harry and I were about to do. Hermione crushed Harry into a hug, Ron leaning down to hug me tight.

“We all had a feeling this is how it would have to end, no one just wanted to accept it.” I spoke, pulling back to smile sadly at Ron.

“After us, it’s just the snake. Kill it, and you’ll kill him.” Harry said.

Hermione tugged me to her, crying into my shoulder. I rubbed her back, sniffling to hold in my tears. Once I pulled back, I took Harry’s hand as we made our way to the Forbidden Forest. Harry found the Resurrection Stone in the snitch, holding my hand tightly. We looked around to see our parents, Remus, and Sirius. Our mother held her hand out, I instantly went to her. My hand went through her’s, my heart clenching when I couldn’t feel her.

“You’ve been so brave my babies.” she spoke, her voice melodic as it rang in my ears. How I wished I could have heard her voice my whole life.

“You’re nearly there,” our father said, his features resembling Harry so much they almost looked like the same person.

“Does it hurt? To die?” Harry asked Sirius, my eyes leaving my mother’s to look at my Godfather.

“Quicker than falling asleep.” Sirius quipped, a small smile gracing his lips.

“I wish more than ever that none of you had to die, not like this.” I croaked, Harry nodding in agreement.

“I never wanted any of you to die for me,” Harry spoke, looking around at our lost loved ones.

“Remus, Teddy he-” I started.

“Others will tell him what his parents died for, and one day, he’ll understand.” Remus smiled, his eyes looking between Harry and I.

“You’ll be with us?” I asked.

“Until the very end.” our father answered.

“Stay close to us.” Harry said, grabbing my hand again.

“Always,” our mother replied, my eyes tearing up as they disappeared.

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Voldemort had been defeated, finally freeing Harry and I from our life long torture. No more looking over our shoulders constantly, no more people that we loved would have to die for us. I could be with Draco...if I ever saw him again. He fled with his parents after Harry and I revealed to everyone that we were in fact still alive.

“We did it,” I gasped, laughing as Harry and I embraced one another.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and I were walking across the bridge that separated the castle from the outside world, mindlessly kicking the cement that littered from the battle.

“So what will you do with the most powerful wand in the world Harry?” I asked my brother, turning to face him.

I watched in horror as he broke the wand, throwing the pieces over the edge. He did the right thing though...

“Y/n...” Hermione mumbled, pointing at something behind us.

I turned around hesitantly, my heart soaring at the sight in front of me. Draco stood at the other end of the bridge, once he saw me turn he began walking. I took off in a sprint, tears rolling down my cheeks. He jogged the rest of the way, meeting me in the middle as I crashed into his arms. He spun me around, both of us laughing joyously. I pulled back to look into his eyes, a second later his lips were on mine.

Draco held tight with his arms around my lower back, my feet still off the ground. I licked my way into his mouth, challenging his tongue into a dance of passion. I moved one hand to fist it in his hair, tugging it slightly to hear him moan into my mouth. He sat me down gently, pulling away to lean his forehead to mine.

“You came back,” I sniffled, intertwining our hands.

“I’ll always come back for you my love,” he whispered.

“I love you Draco,” I smiled.

“I love you more y/n,” he sighed, pulling me into his embrace once more.

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shrinkthisviolet · 3 years

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If you could do a Harry Potter & Cobra Kai crossover fic, what would be your perfect story for it?

OOH I’M SO GLAD YOU ASKED BECAUSE I’VE BEEN WANTING TO TALK ABOUT THIS FOR DAYS NOW

Okay okay so I kinda previewed this in a previous ask, but it spawned out of the idea of Gryffindor Daniel and Slytherin Sam! Amanda is a Ravenclaw, since I headcanon that she was QUITE the rebel when she was younger and constantly questioned conventions (as a Ravenclaw should!).

Johnny is Hufflepuff, as is Bobby. Dutch and Tommy are Gryffindors, Jimmy is Ravenclaw, Ali is Gryffindor, Susan is Slytherin, and Barbara is Hufflepuff. Kreese is Slytherin, which is like...one of the few instances of me putting an antagonist in Slytherin 😂

Kumiko is Ravenclaw, Chozen is Gryffindor, Yuna is Hufflepuff.

Sam is Slytherin, Robby is Hufflepuff, Miguel is Hufflepuff (I meant it when I said he’s like Aang), Yasmine is Slytherin, Moon is Hufflepuff, Aisha is Gryffindor, Eli is Gryffindor, Demetri is Ravenclaw, Tory is Slytherin, and just...AHHH THIS PLOT BUNNY 🥰

Some of them are Hatstalls, but the only ones I know for sure right now are Amanda, Sam, Robby, Eli, and Johnny.

Daniel feels slighted on Sam’s behalf and Owls Dumbledore CONSTANTLY demanding that he change the Sorting. Dumbledore refuses of course, and some of the Slytherins are offended, and Sam & Amanda are eventually like “Dad/Babe...let it go.”

General premise: KK Gang during the Marauders Era, CK Gang during the Golden Trio Era.

CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW FUNNY IT WOULD BE IF AMANDA WAS WITH DANIEL FROM THE START

Encouraging him to go after Ali, taunting Johnny right next to him, realizing at some point that she loves him but seeing how he looks at Kumiko (who would probably be a Beauxbatons transfer along with Chozen, with Yukie coming along as one of the faculty chaperones) 🥺 and OMG I JUST LOVE THIS IDEA

Daniel and Johnny would actually become friends in this AU! Daniel would befriend all of the Cobras tbh. It’s easier since, because of the War, they have a common enemy (also, Silver doesn’t exist in this AU because Kreese doesn’t deserve nice things and these guys are gonna have enough trauma from the War).

And the kids?? All being brought up in a world that is thought to be peacetime but the most jaded of them know better?? This would be where the plot MAJORLY diverges, since obviously the kids would be friends (certainly Sam & Robby, who grew up basically inseparable, and Sam probably wouldn’t abandon Aisha in this AU the way she does in canon). Eli does become Hawk in this, but more like...the side of Hawk that Miguel sees, not the type that attacks Miyagi-Dos. Sam and Tory actually become friends first due to being in the same House, and Sam introduces Tory to Aisha and convinces both of them to forget the stupid House rivalries and give each other a chance (Moon would be so proud!)

I also thought about a subplot where Daniel finds out about how Harry is living and forces Dumbledore to let him adopt Harry?? Perhaps after First or Second Year 🤔 or maybe just before that? It would partly be out of guilt for letting down Lily in some way while the Potters were in hiding (gotta throw in some angst somehow!).

Feel free to send me more asks about this AU because...AHHH I LOVE IT SO MUCH 🥰 it started from Daniel&Sam and bloomed into THIS

#cobra kai #harry potter #the karate kid #golden trio era #marauders era #too many characters to tag 😂#ck x hp au

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noxtms · 2 years

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dear rachel ; we are pleased to inform you that your application for CATHERINE MARIE WARREN has been accepted to 𝐧𝐨𝐱 ! courtney eaton is now taken. you have twenty four hours to submit your account, or else your role will be reopened !

⧼ courtney eaton, non binary, she & they / runs in the family by amanda palmer + how did you know this was going to happen? tick all the boxes that apply. ☐ you saw it in a nightmare. you watched it happen like a movie, sitting cross legged in an empty room, gazing up at a makeshift silver screen. the director yelled ACTION and everyone knew their part but you. there was nothing you could do to stop it then and there is nothing you can do to stop it, now; you can shake yourself awake in the middle of the night, but you’re only really pressing pause. the reel starts turning the minute you drift, again. what else have you learned to carry with you in the purple smudges pressed beneath your eyes? ☐ someone whispered the answer to you. they leaned in close & cupped their hand around your ear to make sure no one else could hear; it was like cheating on a test you never studied for, without ever asking for their help. they didn’t have to do it, but they did. they wanted you to have it. they wanted you to keep that knowledge safe. you’re grateful for it, you are, but you never really earned the grade. you know you should say thank you, but it really begs the question; how did YOU know what was going to happen? ☐ it happened once, before. you don’t know when, but you remember something your mother said, something that her mother before her passed down, so on & so forth. generations of women who stood in the same bones as you do, who held themselves with that same awkward grace, who peered out from behind those same brown hues. you don’t need to ask what to do. your body already knows. how do you know that you’re always the one in control? ☐ it’s the one question you don’t have an answer to. it wasn’t a gift; it didn’t come wrapped in pastel paper, a pretty bow stuck on it at an angle. you didn’t get a receipt, and if you had, it would be rude to return it. you certainly didn’t learn it; there were no books to tear through, no classes you could sit & daydream at the back of. you can’t read cards and the only use you’ve ever found for raw crystal has been a hefty paperweight. maybe it’s a feeling, nothing more. maybe, it’s a guess. maybe, perhaps most likely, it’s an illness; the kind that gets into your bloodstream and never flushes out. maybe it all started with a girl who died in a bathroom, forty something years ago. do you think it’ll end with you? ⧽ ━━ hey, isn’t that CATHERINE “WREN” MARIE WARREN? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the TWENTY ONE year old half blood WIX is a RAVENCLAW alumnus who has gone on to be an UNSPEAKABLE-IN-TRAINING. i’ve heard they can be quite IDIOSYNCRATIC & EQUABLE, but i don’t know… they came off very FATALISTIC & TACITURN in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it? [ rachel, twenty three, gmt, she / they ]

#hp rp #harry potter rp #appless rp #fandom rp #canon rp #oc rp #mumu rp #established rp #accepted.

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bethansfandoms · 4 years

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For prompts: What about one in which both Sirius and Remus are head over heals for each other but they think the other is straight so they start dating other people and as a result they become very jealous and possessive of each other

Sorry it’s taking me a while to get round to prompts! Occasionally they get lost in my inbox. This one was sent to me a couple weeks ago maybe, if you sent one longer ago than that, please resend it, occasionally I loose them in notifications x

Sirius huffed as he entered the Gryffindor boys dormitory. He flopped onto his bed and sighed dramatically.

James didn’t even look up from his essay. “What is it Sirius?”

“Remus asked out Elsie Stebbins. Did you know that?”

“Yeah Peter told me.” James said casually. “So?”

“So?!” Sirius asked exhasperated. “So I’m still in love with him aren’t I!”

“Oh. That’s a shame.” James said, continuing his essay. Sirius threw a pillow at his head.

“I’m having a crisis here James!”

“Aw, you jealous Sirius?”

“Yes! I literally just said that!” Sirius snapped. “I should talk to him, right? Where is he?”

“Prefect rounds.”

Sirius picked up the map as he walked out of the dormitory. He spotted Remus’s name and walked aimlessly around the castle for a bit.

He eventually worked out how to cross paths with him and put the map away.

“Sirius?” Remus asked slightly startled, “what’re you doing out of bed?”

“I needed to talk to you.” Remus nodded, waiting for him to speak. “Is it true you’re going out with Elsie Stebbins?”

“Oh, ha, well she asked me to Hogsmeade this weekend so I said yes... you don’t mind do you?”

Mind, of course he minded! The boy he was in love with was going out with someone else.

“She’s in ravenclaw right?” Sirius asked. Remus nodded. “Well, maybe we could make it a double date.”

Remus raised an eyebrow. “Oh. With who?”

“Amanda Jones. I asked her out.” He lied.

“Oh. Yes. I think they’re friends actually so... that could be— fun.”

Sirius burst through the door after having escaped the single worst conversation of his life.

“How’d it go?” James asked. “You profess your love to him?”

“Yeah I asked him on a date!” Sirius enthused.

“Really!”

“No not quite! I asked him on a double date. Said I was going to go to Hogsmeade with Amanda Jones.”

“... are you for real?! Why would you do that!”

“I panicked! I thought maybe it’d make him jealous or something I have no idea why! Oh Merlin I don’t even like Alisha!”

“Amanda.”

“Yeah, her. What do I do james!” He asked, shaking his shoulders lightly.

Janes just burst out laughing. “I have no idea! Tell her you’re gay that ought to do it. Does she even know she’s going on a date with you?”

“Crap, no. Ugh she’ll say yes though she asked me a month back. Well, who knows. The date might be fun.”

“That’s the spirit!”

“I was joking.”

Sirius’s initial guess as to how the date would go was correct. Horribly. Amanda and Elsie seemed to be responsible for the most part of the conversation.

Sirius didn’t say a word. He was sat opposite Remus and spent the whole afternoon just staring at him

With his stupid hair and stupid eyes and stupid lips. Stupid freckles, stupid smile. Sirius huffed in frustration.

The only thing worse than watching and being present for Remus’s date with someone who isn’t him, was watching Remus’s date flirt with him.

Remus wasn’t reciprocating much but he put it down to Remus just being rather socially awkward.

“I really like your jumper Remus,” she gushed, smiling at him.

“Thanks, Sirius got it for me.” He mumbled the last part but it almost made Sirius choke on his butter beer.

“Hey, so I was wondering,” Elsie said to Remus, “if maybe next Hogsmeade weekend we could go to Madam Puddifoot's? They do amazing cinnamon tea.”

“Remus hates cinnamon,” Sirius said quietly.

Elsie shot him a look. “Okay, well, all their tea is good. And their bakewell tart is the best!”

Sirius exhaled sharply.

“What, Sirius?” She asked irritably.

“Remus is allergic to almonds.”

She grunted in annoyance. “Okay I’ll stop making suggestions. You can order whatever you want Remus. You up for it?”

Remus sipped his butter beer in thought.

“Then we could always come back here for a butter beer afterwards?” She said hopefully.

Sirius scoffed.

“Merlin!” She snapped. “What now?”

“Remus doesn’t actually like butter beer, says it’s too sweet.”

“Ha ha very funny. He’s drinking it right now.”

Remus bit his lip nervously. “Well... you got it for me and I wasn’t going to be rude so I thought I’d give it another chance.”

“Oh this is ridiculous.” Elsie exclaimed.

“I’m really very greatful,” Remus mumbled.

“Forget it. If you know so much about him maybe you should just date him, Black. Come on Amanda we’re leaving.”

Amanda looked slightly annoyed but didn’t complain as she stood, flashing Sirius an apologetic smile.

“Really Sirius?” He asked. “You didn’t have to be rude.”

“You didn’t stop me.” Sirius observed.

“I’m not even allergic to almonds why’d you say that?”

Sirius laughed. “Funny? And besides, you never interrupted me and you didn’t stop her leaving for that matter.”

“I— don’t make this about me.”

“Why’d your even agree to go on a date with her. You obviously don’t like her. Not sure anyone does really.”

Remus laughed. “Says you! You couldn’t have been less interested in Amanda!”

Sirius shrugged. “Not my type to be honest.”

“No? And what is.”

The corner of Sirius’s mouth tugged up slightly and a smirk appeared on his face. “Well, Male would be a good start.”

Remus spluttered on his drink. “Wh- what?”

“I’m gay.”

“But— but why would you ask Amanda out then? That makes no sense.”

“I had my reasons. Why’d you say yes to Elsie when you didn’t like her?”

Remus thought for a moment. “I had my reasons.

“So... so you’re okay with me being gay then?”

“What? Yes of course. I like them too. Guys, I mean.”

“Oh,” Sirius smiled. “I only asked her out because I thought it might make you jealous,” he suddenly blurred out, “It’s stupid and I’m sorry and— why are you laughing?”

Remus grinned and looked at him. “I only agreed to go out with Elsie on the off chance it made you jealous!”

Sirius looked at him in disbelief. “You serious?” He Held up a hand to stop the upcoming joke.

Remus groaned. “I feel like such an idiot! Is this like... our unofficial first date then?”

Sirius thought about it for a moment, “is there a rule about kissing on first dates?”

“I’m sure if there was we could let it slide.”

Sirius hummed in content, “good.”

#wolfstar #wolfstar oneshot #wolfstar fanfic #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar prompt #wolfstar drabble #remus lupin fanfic #remus lupin #remus lupin x sirius black #sirius black #mwpp #marauders era #wolfstar headcanon #marauders era fanfic #mwpp era #hp marauders #harry potter

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clumsyclifford · 3 years

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hi bellaaaaaa, from the unusual asks, I would love to know 25, 30, 49, 66, 81! love you, hope you're having a good day! 💜

WELL amanda i would love to ANSWER these for you!! i am having a very good day thank you i hope you are too <3

25. what color socks are you wearing? omg strangely enough i am not actually wearing socks rn! which is weird because it's COLD but i'm sitting cross legged in bed with a blanket over my shoulders so i'm pretty cozy. but i was wearing socks earlier, they were different socks that both had ravenclaw patterns on, that @igarbagecannoteven gave me :) one is blue and has the ravenclaw crest and one is black and has snitches and stuff

30. whats your favorite candle scent? i was never really allowed to have candles because like i couldn't light em in my room so i didn't see a point of having them BUT i do remember one time i went to bath & body works and i smelled a candle that i think was...smores maybe? but it fucking smelled EXACTLY like smores i wanted to eat that candle so bad. so. that one

49. what was the last compliment you received? oh gosh uhhhhhhh? im not sure if this counts but last night we were having shabbat dinner with the precamp crew and everyone had gotten a little dressed up but nobody TOLD me so i was still in my clothes from the day meaning a fuckin captain america tshirt and a zip up hoodie and blue jeans lol and i was like "next shabbat i'm just gonna look really hot to make up for how i look now" and my friend who was sitting across from me looked me in the eye and she went "you look hot now" so. i guess maybe that

66. have you ever won a spelling bee? not a Real spelling bee but i took this film class in sixth grade lol and we had a spelling competition in the classroom, i do not remember why, and i think i ended up tied with someone else and we had to stop the thing because obviously neither of us were gonna lose. closest i've come

81. last person you called? adri !!!

#i want to make it clear that this friend was not hitting on me lmao #she has a girlfriend who is also at camp #shes just Like That #anyway. i was hoping to call home today but it seems nobody is available #well my sister said later bc she's getting a car serviced rn i guess #but i wanna naaaaaaaap #also i want to add: i did NOT look hot #circling back for a sec #i really did not #it was nice of her to say but it was simply not true #im kinda hungry #i just ate a whole can of olives lol #oh fuck this is the last inning of the nats game #bc it's a double header now #fuck!!#ask #lifewasradical

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seekercho · 3 years

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༄ amanda zhou, cis female, she/her + a stack of unopened letters, a half-consumed bottle of rosé, a sky blue jersey hung out to dry in the sun – is that yi-jun “cho” chang ? their ministry records say that they are twenty-three , a pureblood , and went to hogwarts. currently they are a seeker for the tutshill tornadoes . whenever i see them get free by mereba starts playing in my head. i think this may be because they’re independent & romantic , but also impulsive & hard-headed . [ rae, she/her, 25, gmt+8 ]

basics .

name & origin : yi-jun "cho" chang. so-named for her admiration for a tutshill seeker from her childhood, jo shafiq. yi (怡), for harmony. jun (君), for ruler. nicknames : just cho. no one but her father still knows her full name. age & birthdate : twenty-three, [birthday under construction but she's an aries, haha] gender & pronouns : cis female, she/her orientation : bisexual baby ethnicity & nationality : chinese, second-generation tutshill native current residence : a flat in muggle london, just off the path from diagon alley occupation : seeker for the tutshill tornadoes, just named seeker of the year a couple of months ago. hogwarts house / school graduated from : ravenclaw alum

miscellaneous .

phobias : cho hates hospitals. during the battle of hogwarts she'd had no problem patching people up (a leftover from years of cleaning up scrapes from the pitch, muscle memory from helping her mother on medical missions). but the sterility of hospitals drains her. she'd rather tough it out at home than go to one. quirks : she's got a rotating pile of mushy romance novels at her bedside. hobbies : would you really have time for hobbies if quidditch was your life? well, maybe, cho thinks, thumbing through yet another julia quinn bodiceripper. likes : shining her broom handle [waggles brows]. dislikes : losing (!!!!!!)

history . -- to follow

what was their family life like ? what was their childhood like ? what were they like in school / as a student ? what were their views of the war ? where were they during the battle of hogwarts and why ? what are some challenges they’ve had to face as a consequence of the war ? what are they doing now ? how have their views changed ?

#abduco : intro #abduco : task 001

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echidnana · 4 years

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i was tagged by jamie aka the amazing @bitter-cherry-bastard for this 14 questions thing!!! tysm friend!!!

nicknames: lo!! people don’t really call me that, but i’d like it as a potential nickname :)

zodiac: leo sun, aries moon, virgo rising

height: 5”6 or 5”7

hogwarts house: i’m a ravenclaw

last thing i googled: random trivia

song stuck in my head: mr. bright side akdjfkgk

amount of sleep last night: about 8 hours?

lucky numbers: 3 and 7!

dream job: i would really love to be in forensic science, or maybe some other stem area? but i’d also love to have a sort of bookstore or something that’s a safe space for everyone! that’s more of a retirement type dream though

wearing: a really big red plaid flannel buttoned up with grey sweatpants! my shirt underneath is also oversized and has a picture of garfield on it ajdhfjgkgk (also my socks are a halloween pumpkin one and the other has mona lisa on it)

favorite songs:

- jekyll & hyde by bishop briggs

- ghost adventure spirit orb by chloe moriondo

- winds change by orville peck

- runs in the family by amanda palmer

- brutus by the buttress

instruments: i can play the ukulele and used to play the piano! (i took it for a couple of years when i was little)

random fact: i’m mixed race! my mom is asian (taiwanese) and my dad is white (czech and german)

aesthetics: whatever it is matthew gray gubler has going on man i love that guy’s vibes

i’m gonna tag @rotisserary @questhappiness @peter-parkours @adultphobic @whatspunispun @filius-deorum @queereid and @teencophater but don’t feel obligated to! this is just if y’all want! and also if anyone i forgot to tag wants to do this, go ahead! feel free to say i tagged you!

#logan.txt #ty jamie ahhhhhh these were so fun!!!

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galxcs · 4 years

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Drunken Nights | Wolfstar

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Chapter Five (Four) (Three) (Two) (One)

When they got to the common room after the game, Remus wasn’t surprised at what he saw. James was being hoisted in the air by what looked like the entire Quidditch team as everyone else whooped loudly around them. There were kids everywhere, all talking boisterously about the first win of the season.

Remus followed Lily and Peter, closely behind them, to the center of the room. By the time they got there, James had been put down, and he tackled Peter and Remus in a bear hug.

“Moony, Wormtail!” he screamed in their ears. “Did you guys see that catch! I mean it was crazy right!”

“Yeah, good job Prongs! You did great!” Remus yelled.

“What about me? Did I do great?” Sirius joked, strolling into the small circle that they had formed.

The group talked about the game for a while as the common room got slightly less loud and rambunctious. Mary joined at some point, and Alice and Lily chatted excitedly about how well she played.

When things finally seemed to die down, Remus watched as James jumped up onto a couch, cleared his throat, and cupped his hands over his mouth.

“Can I get everyone’s attention please?” he called over the noise in the room.

Everybody turned their eyes towards James and quieted down. There was a long note of silence as he stood there mischievously, smiling down at them all.

“Who’s ready to party!” He finally screamed, stretching out the words so that they echoed around the walls.

The room erupted into a fit of cheers, and Remus laughed at how outgoing James was. It was so loud that Remus couldn’t hear himself think. He was sure that a professor would come in soon and shut down the party before it had even started.

Luck must have been on their side because no such thing happened. Instead, James somehow managed to get the group of rowdy Gryffindors to quiet down to the point where it was absolutely silent.

It was crazy, the amount of power that James seemed to have. He could get a whole room to do anything just by saying the word. James beckoned Peter and Remus up to the front of the crowd, near the portrait hole, where he and Sirius were already standing.

“You ready for this?” Sirius whispered to Remus.

“Ready for what exactly?” Remus asked nervously.

Sirius only chuckled lightly in response.

James had the Marauders map tucked in his hands, carefully placed so that all the students behind them couldn’t see it. Remus tried to lean in front of Sirius to see it, because he honestly didn’t trust James to guide them all wherever they were going without getting caught, but Sirius pushed him back gently.

“You’re going to spoil the surprise,” Sirius said.

Remus rolled his eyes, not even bothering to tell Sirius that he couldn’t spoil the surprise since the map didn’t exactly tell him where the secret location that they were going was.

“Okay, let’s go,” James said loud enough that everybody could hear, but quiet enough to alert them that they still needed to stay silent.

As they were leaving, James handed the map to Sirius and stayed back behind the large group. Remus turned his head as they walked to see James leaning against the wall, chatting comfortably with the Fat Lady.

Of course, James was sweet talking her into not telling anyone about the entire Gryffindor houses absence, Remus thought to himself.

Sirius guided them swiftly down the halls. If anything, Sirius’ presence was even better at commanding the crowd than James’. Remus had never in his life heard a group of Gryffindors be quiet.

Occasionally Sirius would halt the group with his hands in the air, and Remus was positive that they had backtracked in order to avoid professors. At some point, James joined the Marauders again at the front, but he didn’t take the map back from Sirius.

The group got deeper and deeper into the castle, turning down halls that Remus didn’t know even existed. Noise began to pick up a little among the excitable students, but all it took was James turning around and putting his finger on his lips to quiet down the group again.

Suddenly, James and Sirius stopped in front of a large painting of a boot. There were mice scuttling around at the bottom of the painting, underneath the boot. Their squeaks left the painting, filling the hallway, and Remus could feel Peter leaning over his shoulder to see better.

James pulled out his wand, lighting it up with a muttered, “Lumos.”

He touched each corner of the painting with the lit tip of the wand and then did a complicated swirling motion around the front of it.

Remus watched in awe, wondering how on earth they had managed to discover this. He also wondered what would happen to their grades if James and Sirius put this much energy into school.

Sirius leaned in close to Remus. “We found it one day while we were adding to the map,” he whispered. “There’s one of these back at my family's home meant for hiding in or something. I knew it was the same thing because of the signature at the bottom.”

Remus leaned in, noticing a squiggly and very unreadable signature just under the tip of the boot.

“You should have seen how long it took us to get the right wand movements to open it,” Sirius laughed quietly.

“Is this where you two kept disappearing off to at the beginning of the school year?”

“Maybe.”

Remus stifled a laugh and watched as James took a step back just as the painting came swinging back quickly. Sirius chuckled to himself, so Remus eyed him questioningly.

“First time we opened it, James got hit by the painting and flew back into that wall.”

“Glad you could find joy in my pain,” James whispered, coming up to them.

Sirius laughed and turned to the crowd.

“Parties this way,” he yelled, his voice piercing the silence like a bird landing in still water.

It got the group moving excitedly forward, following Sirius into the hole in the wall. People were practically stumbling over each other's feet as they moved.

There was a long dark hallway at the beginning of the opening, and slowly one by one, wand lights began to shine on the walls. The hallway cut off into a large opening that—even with all of the strange white lights glowing around them—was impossible to see.

James said a spell that Remus didn’t recognize and Sirius joined him. Slowly as they muttered spells, the room began to be filled with strange dizzying lights like a disco ball.

Remus could see now that the room was like a cave. It was gigantic, but it had rounded stone walls, and a flat cement-like floor. The walls were dancing in all kinds of colors that flashed around the room like a nightclub, thanks to Sirius and James’ spells.

There were a few couches set up that made Remus wonder how they had gotten the couches into the room and where they had come from.

In the corner was a long table with stools set up like a bar. The wall behind the bar was lit up in a fancy way, and Remus could see shelves that had been carved into the stone wall. The shelves were filled to the brim with all kinds of drinks.

James and Sirius didn’t stop with the lights. Soon the room was filled with all kinds of decorations, and music filled the air, seemingly coming from nowhere.

Immediately the Gryffindors started the party. Some went straight for the bar, quickly finding out that it had never ending drinks. Others hit the center of the room, which seemed to be the dance floor, and started jumping along with the music.

“I’m going to go get the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws!” James called to the Marauders over the music.

Sirius nodded in response and turned excitedly to Remus and Peter. “Is this cool or what?”

“You two are literally insane,” Remus said.

“What do you mean? This is bloody awesome!” Peter said, glancing around the room like he still couldn’t believe it.

Remus could see Lily coming towards them from the way her red hair flashed anytime that the light hit it.

“Hi Peter! Hi Remus,” Lily said, blatantly ignoring Sirius.

Sirius barked out a laugh. “Nice to see you too Lily!”

Lily laughed also and turned towards Remus. “So how is Amanda going to get here?”

Remus opened his mouth to tell her that James was grabbing some of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, but Sirius interjected.

“Amanda?”

Again, Remus opened his mouth to respond, but this time Peter beat him too it.

“Amanda is Remus’ girlfriend.”

Remus’ mouth dropped open, and he lost all of his words. He looked over and saw Lily nodding. Before he could regain his composure, Sirius spoke up.

“Girlfriend?”

Remus would have clarified that she was not his girlfriend, except he was caught off guard when he looked at Sirius. Maybe it was just the lighting in the room, but his eyes looked much darker than they did a second ago, and his shoulders were tense in a way that Remus was sure hadn’t been like that a moment before.

“Yeah, she asked him to the party at the game,” Peter said.

“Okay, hold up,” Remus huffed.

Sirius interrupted, actually sounding hurt. “When were you planning on telling me you had a girlfriend, Moony?”

“She is not my girlfriend!” Remus snapped.

“Who’s not your girlfriend?” a voice from behind Remus said.

Remus whipped around to find Amanda standing there. Amanda had changed outfits from the game and was wearing a skirt and a blouse now. She had fixed her long hair in a simple way to get it out of her face.

“Uh, nobody,” Remus said. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sirius narrow his eyes, and he desperately wished that Amanda hadn’t come that very moment. “You look nice,” Remus added.

The second he said it, he knew it had been a mistake. He hadn’t said it to be flirty or because he was interested in Amanda, but it was just how Remus was. He had always tried to be as kind as possible, and if that meant complimenting his friends who looked nice, that was what he did.

Amanda beamed at Remus. “Thanks,” she said sincerely. “I told some of my friends I would say hi once I got here, but I’ll find you after, okay?”

“Sounds good,” Remus said. “No rush,” he added, hoping the others would take that as him not caring when she came back.

Amanda smiled and waved a little goodbye before turning and disappearing into the crowd. When Remus turned back to the group, everybody had their eyes on him with suggestive looks.

“Oh, stop. We’re just friends,” he insisted.

“You told her she looked nice,” Lily commented.

“I was being nice!”

“Okay,” she said, putting her hands in the air defensively. “I’m surprised you haven’t disappeared yet to whichever girl you’re dating at the moment,” Lily jabbed at Sirius, changing the subject.

“Jasmine and I are on a bit of a break right now,” Sirius answered, keeping his cool composure.

“Right,” Lily said, not trying to hide the sass in her tone.

Lily and Sirius’ rivalry always humored Remus. They were both his best friends and seeing them squabble was entertaining, especially because of Lily’s fire and Sirius’ calm. They eyed each other up for a second, both daring the other to start an argument.

Lily took the bait, unable to help herself. “So what are you going to do now? Sirius Black at a party with no girl? Unheard of.”

Sirius gave Lily a smirk that was practically trademarked by now. “I would have just danced with Moony, but it looks like he’s finally gotten himself a girl.”

“Shut up,” Remus said, rolling his eyes. “Don’t bring me into this.”

Peter and Lily both laughed, but Sirius just stared at Remus. Remus rose his eyebrows silently at him, wondering what was wrong. He had been acting strange ever since the party had a started, giving Remus weird glances and seeming moodier than usual. Sirius just shook his head at Remus and turned back to Lily.

“Someone will find me eventually,” Sirius said. “They always do.”

And Sirius wasn’t wrong. Only five minutes went by before a group of girls came giggling up to him, asking for a dance. They didn’t go too far, and Remus watched Sirius twirl a girl casually around his arm out of the corner of his eye. He shook his head, trying to ignore it.

He had gotten used to ignoring Sirius when he was like this. It wasn’t really Sirius. At least, not fully. There had always seemed to be so many sides to him, and it had taken Remus a long time to figure them all out and decide which ones were truly him.

There was this side of Sirius. Playboy. Heartthrob. The one who walked down the hallways, knowing exactly who he was, and what everyone thought about him. He went through girls like he went through his homework. Quickly and without thought.

It kind of played in with his next personality. The popular, carefree, class clown. The one who didn’t care about rules and did as he pleased. There was something about this side that was much closer to the real him than just going through girls. Maybe it was because people got actual joy from Sirius’ jokes. His pranks. Even the professors thought some of them were pretty funny, but they would never admit it.

Those were the sides of Sirius that everybody at school thought of him.

Then of course there was what Sirius’ friends saw. What the Marauders saw. They saw Sirius, the one who if James was going down for a prank, he was right alongside him. Sirius, the one who helped Peter on his Defense Against the Dark Arts homework despite the fact that he wouldn’t even do his own homework.

Sirius, the friend who suggested becoming animagus just so that they could be there with Remus through his transformations. The one who stayed up with Remus on bad nights and made sure he ate in the mornings. The one who sometimes hid in the hospital wing until Madame Pomfrey wasn’t around so that he could stay with Remus while he was bored.

That was the best side of Sirius. Remus thought that was the real side of Sirius too.

There were parts of Sirius, though, that only Remus got to see of him. James may have been Sirius’ best friend, but sometimes it seemed the only person that Sirius let hang around when he was at his worst was Remus. He didn’t know how to feel about that, except that he would continue to be there for Sirius until he didn’t want Remus there anymore.

It was on drunken nights by the lake that Sirius would pour his heart out to Remus. Or it was on mornings that Sirius didn’t want to get out of bed, and nobody seemed to know why; when he would make Remus stay with him, and tell him about the latest horrible thing his parents had done. It was the days after winter break, when Sirius came back looking like he hadn’t eaten for a while, and did he have a limp in his walk? Sirius would sit in Remus’ bed at night with a silencing charm and tell him how that break had been worse than the last.

That was the hidden side of Sirius. The one Remus wondered if Sirius had let any of the girls he dated know about. Selfishly, Remus hoped not. It was terrible to think, but there was somewhere inside Remus that was grateful Sirius only trusted Remus, and James too, with those things.

Remus cared about Sirius. Maybe a little too much, and probably in ways that Peter and James definitely did not, but he wasn’t ready to explore those ways or feelings just yet. Maybe not ever.

Remus thought that perhaps he loved Sirius. It didn’t feel strange, though. It was something Sirius already knew about Remus; he just didn’t know that there might be something more to that love than friendship. And Remus was fine with that.

He was fine with it for the same reason that, after two summers ago, Remus had been fine not dating at all.

It may have been easy for the others to forget the implications of being a werewolf, but Remus would never be able to escape them. The fact that the Marauders knew about his lycanthropy and didn’t care was a one in a million chance. It wouldn’t exactly be easy for Remus to tell anyone who he was in a relationship with that he was a werewolf, and he had learned that the hard way.

Even if he did tell someone that he was a werewolf, and for some crazy reason they were okay with it, how could Remus subject them to a life of that? He would be risking hurting whoever he was with. He already hated that he did that with the Marauders.

He would do the same pathetic things that he did now. Not eating, not sleeping, skipping classes. Except, it wouldn’t just be him anymore. It would be someone else who had to see him like that, and someone else who would maybe worry about him, and that was what Remus would hate the most.

So yes, Remus may have felt things for Sirius, but he could not explore them, not only because of all of that, but also because he could never risk losing such a close friend. Never.

And yes, Amanda seemed like an extremely nice girl, and she was very pretty, but what would happen if he let himself date her, and somehow they fell in love? He would have to break it off eventually and ruin all of it, hurting her in the process.

“Remus are you okay?” Lily asked, her voice breaking through the thick of Remus’ thoughts.

“Hmm…what?” Remus said, looking back from where he had been staring absently at the crowd of dancers. Lily’s face looked worried, and Peter was also looking at Remus strangely. “Oh, yeah I’m fine. I just zoned out for a second.”

“Are you sure, mate? You looked kind of—” Peter struggled for a word.

“Sad,” Lily supplied.

Remus laughed, glad for his friends’ concern. “Seriously, I’m fine.”

Eventually Amanda found Remus again, and when she did, Peter and Lily “conveniently” excused themselves to get a drink.

Remus didn’t know what to say to Amanda. They only ever really talked about school, and Remus didn’t think that was the right conversation topic for a party.

“Do you want to dance?” Amanda asked.

Remus didn’t want to agree to dance with Amanda because he really didn’t want to lead her on, but he also couldn’t think of anything else to do.

“As friends,” she added playfully, sensing Remus’ hesitation.

Remus laughed lightly. “Dancing sounds good.”

Amanda looked happy at Remus’ answer, and together they made their way to the makeshift dance floor. Remus guided Amanda to the outside a bit, so they weren’t directly in the center. She gave him a questioning look.

“Too many people,” he explained, “and too much noise.”

Amanda smiled, and added, “This is better for talking.”

Dancing was a little awkward at the beginning. Remus didn’t know where to put his hands until Amanda put hers on his shoulders, laughing at how awkward he looked. Eventually he loosened up, though, and after a while he started to actually have fun.

Amanda was really kind, and she was easy to talk to. She told Remus about her life and how strange it had been to discover that she was a witch.

She asked Remus if he minded that both her parents were muggles to which he replied, “It doesn’t make you any less of a witch.”

Amanda smiled at that and kept speaking. Remus wondered what she would have said if he asked her if she minded that he was a werewolf.

Amanda talked about her younger sisters, both of which were muggles like her parents, and her life at school before she came to Hogwarts. It was nice listening to her talk. She was good at telling stories and spoke with a confidence that Remus never seemed to be able to achieve when he talked about himself.

When Amanda started asking him questions, Remus tried to keep things light. He told her about his life as an only child on the farm, and how his dad was a wizard, but his mom was a muggle. He steered away from anything that could lead to his lycanthropy in any way.

Amanda was very interested in hearing about his parents and how they met. Remus could see that she was a bit of a romantic as she asked him what happened when his dad told his mother that he was a wizard. Remus tried to tell the story that his parents had told him as best as possible, but he didn’t think that he did it justice.

At some point Remus’ eyes strayed from Amanda for a second, and he noticed Sirius dancing near the center. The girl that he was dancing with had on what looked like layers of makeup, considering Remus could see it from where he was standing. She had her hands wrapped all the way around Sirius’ neck and was standing closer to him than Remus thought was possible.

The strange thing was that Remus had seen Sirius dance with girls before. Sirius got into it more than Remus cared to think about, but this was not like those times. While the girl definitely seemed to be enjoying herself, Sirius was barely moving, and occasionally broke away from her to take a drink of something.

It didn’t make any sense. This was Sirius’ party after all, and he wasn’t even really partying. At least, not how he usually did.

Remus drew back to Amanda who was looking at him like she had asked a question.

“Uh, sorry what was that?” Remus asked, hoping he could pretend he hadn’t heard Amanda over the loud music.

“Oh, I said that it must be hard being an only child. I don’t know what I would do without my sisters,” Amanda repeated kindly.

“It’s actually not horrible,” Remus said, shrugging. “It gets a little boring over the summers, but James, Sirius, and Peter visit often enough.”

Remus still felt weird calling them the Marauders in normal conversation, despite the fact that he was pretty sure Sirius and James made sure everyone knew who they were.

“That’s nice. They seem like good friends,” Amanda responded.

“Yeah, they really are,” Remus said, looking back up at where Sirius was dancing. And that’s all we’ll ever be, he added in his head.

#wolfstar #Sirius x Remus #Sirius Black #Remus Lupin #remus x sirius #harry potter #marauders era fanfiction #marauders era #fanfic #Drunken Nights

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ofbuffoon-blog · 5 years

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hhhhhhhhowdy ! my name is amanda ( 18 , she/they & est ) and I just recently finished watching the society and it .............. fucked me up???? grizz ?? has my whole heart ?? but yeah !! I’ll keep this short : I live to play the sims, I have 2 cats + 4 rats and I love to take naps. oh !! and I’m super excited to be a part of this rp and to meet all of you and your characters !!

there’s info on my lil evie spencers under the cut as well as some wanted connections at the end. it is quite lengthy + I apologize but her past section especially got kind of long so I made a SHORTER VERSION if you don’t want to read all of it :~) I also have a BIO + STATS page up if you want to check those out .

( HALSTON SAGE / TWENTY-TWO / SHE & HER ) ─ EVIE SPENCERS was seen at the church after the bus dropped us off, right? SHE is known by others as THE BUFFOON because of her HUMOROUS & KINDHEARTED ways, but people also say she’s LOUD & SARCASTIC. maybe that’ll change once she figures out what’s going on with the town she called home. EVIE only went on the trip because SHE WANTED TO GET AWAY FROM HER MOTHER, so god knows how she feels now. BELLY LAUGHTER, MAKING SILLY FACES TO CHEER SOMEONE UP & HOT CHOCOLATE WITH BIG MARSHMALLOWS can’t help them now… so for the time being, welcome to the unnamed.

PAST

born & raised in oldvale + the younger of 2

evie and her family were always tight ; father was as nurse & mother was an animator for an up and coming series on youtube and they were heads over heels in love with each other

her mother was always quite a strict parent. she tended to call herself the “bad guy” when she would say no to things & her father would say yes. her father, on the other hand, was more laid back. never took anything too seriously and had the ability to make someone smile with a single look ----- needless to say : evie took after her father. her mother even called her her father’s “mini me”

evie was a good girl. got good grades and never disobeyed her parents. she always apologized after having an argument with her sister and simply “ agreed to disagree ” instead of continuing

everything changed when, at age 15, evie got a phone call from a police officer in the middle of recess. she and her sister got to the hospital as soon as they could to meet the officer. to their shock and heartbreak, there was a car accident that involved their parents and a drunk driver that hit them head on. they were in the emergency room for what seemed like an eternity. finally, the doctor came out and told her that her mother was going to be fine but --- her father was in critical condition. and that she and her sister should go in and say their good-byes. and so they did

everything seemed different after her dad’s passing. the air in their house was ... heavier. evie’s sister went through multiple depressive episodes and her mother started to drink more & evie heard her crying during the night ; honestly, she wasn’t sure if her mother was getting any sleep at all. you even once heard her speaking to a higher being. she said : “why him? why not me?” which absolutely broke evie’s heart

her mother was never the same after her love died. it was like a piece of her went with him. she was constantly on her daughter’s backs ; yelling and getting angry when things wouldn’t get done her way. she even went as far as to slapping evie’s older sister across the face when she tried standing up for them. it got to a point where evie was afraid of her mother

despite everything, evie stayed the same. she was still humorous and tried to keep the mood light. she did this as a way of honoring her father, in a way. to keep his silliness alive. sometimes it got on peoples nerves but she didn’t care. not one bit

in school, evie was pretty popular. not in a “ queen b ” sort of way but more like .... she was friends with everyone and never really fit in with just one clique. she loved this & loved being able to have a solid circle of friends

criminology was something that always interested evie & she spent countless hours watching true crime + missing persons cases. it was actually what evie ended up going to university to study

^^ but evie’s mother had a very set image of what she wanted to see her daughters do. she would always try to control every aspect of their life ; the clothes they wore, how they spoke, the activities they took part in. she even went as far as to picking jobs for them to choose from which was 1) doctor or nurse, 2) dentist or orthodontist or 3) a teacher which neither sibling wanted to do and when they told their mother, she was legit distraught. so much so that she threatened to kick them out. and so, evie allowed her mother to control her life. it wouldn’t be forever, after all

evie actually snuck behind her back and applied for a criminology major in university & she never told her mother about it. the whole time, her mother thought she was going to school to become a teacher

the last thing she told her mother was: “stay safe while we’re gone.”

PRESENT

not a day goes past that evie doesn’t think about her parents

she constantly makes jokes to keep everyone from being too afraid or panicking

evie also is trying to set up a “ game day ” to relief some stress ; some people don’t think it’s a good idea but she does

she ........... is very upset about being away from her mother. yes - part of her loathed her mother for trying to take control of her life but the woman was still her mother ; someone who lost the love of their life and evie couldn’t blame her mother for the way she changed. she wishes so badly to just hold her mother and apologize and thank her for everything she’d done

every night, evie has these “ talks ” with her father. she’ll just lay in bed and pretend she’s talking to her father ; talk about her day, how things are going. she even sometimes asks him if he knows where they are & how they all got there in hopes of hearing some kind of answer. but she never does

OTHER INFO

PINTEREST BOARD

evie was actually named after the pokemon : eevee .... because her father was a DIE HARD fan of the game but they had to make the spelling acceptable so "evie” it was

bisexual | enfp | ravenclaw | true neutral

pos traits : humorous, kindhearted & welcoming neg traits : loud, sarcastic & clumsy

WANTED CONNECTIONS

best friends :: someone evie can trust ; someone who she can’t imagine her life without

enemies :: someone who gets on evie’s nerves ; someone who has a mutual disliking

crushes :: someone who gives evie butterflies ; someone who she wants to kiss

past hook ups :: someone evie has slept with ; someone she probably tries to avoid

fwb :: someone evie sleeps with occasionally

literally anYTHING AT ALL

annnnnnnd yeah ??? sorry this got so long omfg fdjkgsd ; hit me up if you feel like plotting with my babycakes , mwah

#unnamed:intro #:^^^)

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nori-wings · 5 years

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my meister @leslietendo tagged me so here we go (you’re going to see that I have no idea about my life) ~

• Nicknames: Nori, Norah (only for Leslie) Nowi

• Zodiac sign: Aries

• Height: 1.65 mt

• Hogwarts House: I suppose that Ravenclaw?

• Last thing I googled: Mayu Murata

• Favorite musicians: The Cab, Amanda Lee... I don’t know lol

• Song stuck in my head: I can’t say it ;w;

• Following now: 124

• Followers: 1,772 (why do you follow me lol)

• Do I get asks: sometimes, I have asks from 2016 ;v; SORRY

• What I’m wearing: a Fairy Tail t-shirt and pjs pants

• Dream job: I don’t have one, my dream job broke my heart haha... maybe Puppy Cuddler

• Dream trip: Japan ~

• Favorite food: Sushi, ramen, pasta

• Languages: Español and a little bit of English

• Favorite song: “Papermoon” by Tommy Heavenly6

• Random fact: I have 4 dogs and I named one of them as Lucia Fernanda, so I can call her Lucifer (also Lucy)

• Aesthetic: I don’t understand aesthetics, I even have one? what do you think?

and I tag @nyxique, @rosikichan, @infantbluee, @nikowldrawbbles, @kallie-flower and @innocentcinnamonbun ♥♥♥

#tag

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maryellencarter · 5 years

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Character asks: Mon Mothma, Gavin Darklighter, Inyri Forge, Grarik "Face" Loran

Wow, that’s a lot of people, anon! Most of whom I don’t have nearly as many opinions on. ^_^

Mon Mothma:

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life (Gotta respect those powerful ladies. And she is very good at politics. I just don’t know a hell of a lot about her. Given the varying levels of consistency in Legends, I’m not sure anybody does. I understand she has a role in Rogue One, which I still haven’t seen due to low tolerance for everybody dying.)hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang (I keep choosing these “neutral tending toward yes” answers for her. I don’t have strong feelings about Mon Mothma but what feelings I have toward her are positive?)hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff (Uh. No fucking idea.)best quality: Ability to do politics on a super-high level in a very complicated galaxy.worst quality: *pulls hair* This is not going to come out right. Setting off Legends/EU writers’ tendencies toward misogyny? Like, that sounds like I’m saying her worst quality is that she’s a woman, which it isn’t. It’s that I don’t know what, if any, bad qualities she has that aren’t “She’s a powerful woman in politics and somebody didn’t know how to write that sympathetically”.ship them with: I don’t, really. @drinkupthesunrise writes some rather adorable Wedge/Mon, but mostly it’s kind of... Mon Mothma/The New Republic. She might be aroace in some part of my head. It’s not a strong enough feeling to put me off Amanda’s fic but I think it’s there.brotp them with: Leia and Wedge, definitely. SO MUCH RIGHTEOUS IDEALISM! :Dneeds to stay away from: Borsk Fey’lya, but doesn’t everybody? ^_^misc. thoughts: I really like her hair. Her iconic dress confuses me, I think because I expect drapey shoulder-necklace things like that to be big heavy Elizabethan chains of office, not... rope.

Gavin Darklighter

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would banghogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff (I went back and forth, because in my head “Gryffindor” is approximately “idealist” and “Hufflepuff” is approximately “absolute sweetheart”, but I think he’s a little bit more of a Gryffindor. He is so idealistic and driven to make the galaxy a better place.)best quality: Gavin is a good boy. He tries so hard.worst quality: Uh. He starts out a bit naive, I guess? I don’t know, I’m not terribly familiar with him. (Also I’m too damn nice. I hate saying bad things about most characters. XD)ship them with: I mean I guess he and Asyr were cute? Other than the absolutely horrifying circumstances of their first meeting, which I try to ignore as “these characters do not deserve my hatred just because they were badly written”.brotp them with: Corran. They really are good together, even though Corran Horn would not be my first choice for a role model for anybody... but somehow it works.needs to stay away from: Facial hair.misc. thoughts: Gavin is a good kid and I really don’t have much grasp of his personality.

Inyri Forge

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life (The thing with Inyri is that I like her a whole lot better in theory than in practice. The character concept has a fuckton of potential; the execution could have been a lot better. Bear in mind that I didn’t even warm up to Tycho until Heath sort of dragged us all by the hair into acknowledging his awesomeness. Mike Stackpole’s writing does not click with me.)hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would banghogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuffbest quality: Inyri is smart. She’s the one who comes up with most of the Millennium Falsehood plan to bait Zsinj into a trap. worst quality: That time she hooked up with a weirdo crimelord because her sister was The Good One? Relatable as hell, but there are better ways to rebel against your parents. I guess that would boil down to “doesn’t have great taste in men”.ship them with: Nobody, really. Shalla, Inyri, Mon Mothma, and Dorset Konnair are the only unattached women in the Legendsverse that I can remember, and I haven’t seen any compelling reason to change that. (Granted, Wes and Hobbie are about the only officially unattached dudes in the Legendsverse, which makes it a lot more gender-equal than most fictional universes where all the ladies wind up in het relationships.)brotp them with: Hm. I feel like I had an answer for this. Inyri and Hobbie are the two Rogues who contribute significantly to the conversation about the Millennium Falsehood; I feel like they might work well together. I really don’t remember enough about Inyri’s appearances in the Stackpole books to have any other ideas.needs to stay away from: Zekka Thyne.misc. thoughts: Due to the thing I mentioned earlier where Shalla, Inyri, Wes, and Hobbie are some of the very few people in Legends without official endgame relationships, it used to be custom back in the day (when slash was much more frowned upon and had to be hidden behind passwords) to ship Shalla and Inyri with Wes and Hobbie in some combination. So I’m always sort of eyeing the concept of shipping Inyri with either of those two, which probably distorts how I see her as a character on her own. :P

Garik “Face” Loran

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life (Finally, somebody I’m actually familiar with! XD)hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang (Face is like canonically hot but also very much not my type. Although if he’s played by John Cho, as @tigerkat24 suggested recently, all bets are off. ^_^)hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff (All the best spymasters are. Took him some time to grow into it, though.)best quality: His sense of humor.worst quality: The whole guilt thing.ship them with: Ton, Dia.brotp them with: Ton.needs to stay away from: That’s a good question, really. Face can walk in and out of situations that would kill most other people, because he’s just that good of a spy (eventually). Maybe Castin Donn? :Pmisc. thoughts: I really, really love that Face’s reaction to the Yuuzhan Vong war was to start learning to speak the language so he could go undercover as a Yuuzhan Vong if necessary. That is so fucking Face.

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obliobla · 5 years

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the 21 tag

Answer and tag 21 individuals. Tagged by @zeespazz

1. Nicknames: Obli, Cat, uh... that’s about it.

2. Zodiac Sign: Virgo

3. Height: 5′9″/5′10″ depending on how my back’s doing

4. Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw?

5. Last Thing I Googled: the ee cummings poem somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

6. Favorite Musicians: Um, a lot? A smattering: The Beatles, Queen, Elton John, David Bowie, Radiohead, Amanda Palmer, Hozier, Springsteen, Florence + The Machine, Rainbow Kitten Surprise, Jack White and his fifty different bands.

7. Song Stuck in My Head: Sane by Fear of Men

8. Following Now: 83

9. Followers: 104

10. Do I Get Asks?: Not many, though I’d love to chat 😁 Ask me random questions, send me poetry prompts. Whatever, really!

11. Amount of Sleep: Five or six hours? Not too bad, really.

12. Lucky Numbers: I’ve always liked the number 8. Also, the Fibonacci series as it continues 8, 13, 21, 34...

13. What I’m Wearing: Black t-shirt with a neon recolor of the Abbey Road cover, jean shorts, hiking boots.

14. Dream Job: Something where I could use all the random stuff I know and maybe learn some more random stuff in the process.

15. Dream Trip: There are few places I don’t want to visit, really. A few: Ireland, to see where some of my family came from; the great, old cities of Europe; Paraguay and/or Uruguay; New Orleans.

16. Favorite Food: I am terrible with favorites. Um. Lasagna, rogan josh, ramen, saag paneer, chicken fried steak, gyros, fish n’ chips, sushi, mashed potatoes, goat curry, pie (sweet or savory), angel food cake with whipped cream and strawberries.

17. Instruments: A little piano. I did flute in grade school band, but I wouldn’t exactly consider that a success.

18. Languages: English, Spanish, some Hebrew (mainly Biblical) and a smattering of French and Koine Greek.

19. Favorite Song: This is an impossible question. But. Feeling Good, Nina Simone.

20. Random Fact: I never know how to answer these. Uh, I used to sing alto/contralto in a children’s choir, I did karate as a kid, and I’ve never broken a bone.

21. Aesthetic: Books with yellowing pages stacked on every available surface, soft button-down shirts and well-worn jeans, the ozone and specious stillness in the air before a thunderstorm, incense and crystals, forgotten cups of tea, loose papers with indecipherable writing scattered on the floor, having far too many tabs open, classic rock from cheap speakers over the sizzle of onions and garlic in a pan...

21 is far too many people.. I’ll tag @emynii @matchstickdolly @theyahwehdance @arlome @hiromystory @pandainthestars @differenceenginegirl and anybody else who wants to do it!

#tag game

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holymyth · 5 years

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damon + sorting .

okay, so as someone who’s super sick of seeing the tvd characters thrown into houses at face - value, i got invested in sorting damon in a way that was somewhat unbiased . throwing him into slytherin just because he’s a ~bad guy~ is such a cop out and failure of me to properly analyze his personality, so i started diving into house analyses in order to help understand my own take on his characterization, since those of you who were with me at eternaels know my goal is to completely revamp him as a character . so i hope you’re ready to buckle up for this NOVEL of a post . by the way, all things quoted in this post are coming from this post analyzing the houses per potterm.ore . xoxo gossip amanda

𝑔𝑟𝑦𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑟 --- let’s start with the staple harry potter house . courage, bravery, chivalry, blah blah blah . this is my own house, so initially i wouldn’t have pegged damon as a gryff . but the more i got thinking, the more i do see certain traits from this house in him . he’d be a very unhealthy sort of gryffindor, the more recklessly impulsive type with little consideration for any casualties or trouble left in his path, but some of that gryffindor fire can be seen in him throughout canon . “ gryffindors also like being around people . they’re not group - focused [ . . . ] and hate being bored . ( they may feel the need to make a little mischief to keep from being bored . ) a gryffindor never has to worry about being overlooked - they need to keep friends around them and are a more extroverted house on the whole, but they’re generally too active to be ignored . ” damon definitely has the extroverted tendencies gryffindors typically have, and his ‘mischief’ often comes in the form of more destructive habits . whether it’s self - aimed, or the trouble he stirs with other people in his life . he’s not the type to shy away from conflict the way some other houses might, and he doesn’t flinch away from risks at all . he’s often one of the first to jump into action, with the kill first think later attitude, or tendency to leap into a fight . ( even though the selfishness it’s generally driven by will be addressed later in this post . )

with all of that said, he doesn’t necessarily willingly have the gryffindor ‘hero - complex’ that he gives stefan shit for a lot of the time . “ gryffs do care about people, and seek external validation from others : they’re very interested in proving themselves . ” sure he has some ‘heroic’ moments, but most of the time they’re done begrudgingly . that ‘morally gray’ thing i love to harp on . but the ‘external validation’ bit resonated with me a touch : he has this big bravado regarding how he doesn’t need anyone other than himself, but we do see on several occasions where he does desperately seek approval and validation from others on a certain level . whether it was his dad in the past, from katherine, from his desire to be chosen first in any aspect he can manage . to prove that maybe he’s worth it, maybe he’s capable of being deserving of the validation he never received from his father or a woman he loved so much .

my take on damon doesn’t have the full - fledged gryffindor desire to be a hero that canon liked to say he does, but he does have that fire and action - driven nature . the reason i don’t think he’s totally a gryffindor, is mostly because bravery isn’t something he values most . i do think he’d be a damn compelling poster - boy for ‘gryffindor doesn’t mean good’ though, tbfh .

𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟 --- lmao who are we kidding, damon is as far from hufflepuff as a person can get, really . human damon may be an analysis for another day, but vampire damon really morphed into a person far beyond a hufflepuff - type personality . he’s too conflict - oriented, not keen enough on teamwork, and not one to shy away from any sort of risk or danger . considering he . . . frequently is the danger . when it comes to his own personal sense of justice, he typically has few limits to the extent he’ll go to reach his idea of equity depending on the situation, etc . he doesn’t care if his methods mean someone doesn’t like him, so long as he accomplishes what he believes needs done . he does passionately care for those that he finds himself loving, and he can be fiercely loyal, as loyalty from others is important to him ( as we see how much it wounds him when his hard - won trust is betrayed ), but it’s not particularly his most dominant trait . let it be known that loyalty IS something that’s super important to damon though !!

𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰 --- i’m gonna be straight up, this is the house i was convinced i was gonna put him in when i started writing this . damon, overall, values intelligence and competence above many things . and as a person, he’s far more intelligent than given credit for in the show . he has a low tolerance for incompetence / stupidity, which is what overlaps with a slytherin bit down below about not tolerating unnecessary risks . but he also shares the ravenclaw tolerance of even some of the most high - flying plans or ideas, as he often comes up with some of them . he has the wit of the house and he may not share the stereotypical drive for knowledge fanon likes to put on ravenclaws, it doesn’t mean he’s not a curious creature in his own right . it just tends to show itself in a more obsessive way, where he fixates on what he’s interested in at a particular moment until it becomes borderline unhealthy . when he’s looking to learn more on something, or figure something out / solve a problem, he latches onto it if he’s really interested or invested . it’s a selective sort of thing, though he himself surely has a couple of degrees under his belt from the past century when he got bored . he’s an incredibly individualistic character who is hard to cage like most gryffindors or ravenclaws, whose intelligence doesn’t always display in book - smarts, and rather instead street smarts . sometimes his plans are as blunt as a gryffindor’s can be, but in other occasions, they share the creativity of that of a ravenclaw .

“ on the sorting hat, ravenclaws are least - likely to do what’s expected of them in many cases . ” damon, as a basic rule, is a highly unpredictable character, reliable only in his sometimes explosive volatility . in canon he’s often the one seen to throw a childlike fit ( e.g. killing jeremy, alaric, you know the drill ), but in my portrayal he’s much more intelligent in the moves he makes . it can be read as slytherin deception / clever nature on occasions, but it can also be argued that it’s the ravenclaw competence and creativity with the way he thinks on his feet .

𝑠𝑙𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛 --- alright so HERE is the house i always see damon thrown into, which isn’t fair to the house to put all not - great people into, but anywhomst .

“ the river in pottermore represents unity, and slytherin is a group - oriented house . like gryffindor, slytherins are seeking individual greatness - but slytherins look out for their own group and see themselves as much more unified than ravenclaws or gryffindors . ” i went into this as not seeing it as a damon thing, but after reading the hufflepuff analysis, the ‘looking out for their group’ part rings more accurate for damon . once his trust is won, he is generally incredibly loyal to those who earned it --- he’s very selective with who gets his trust and loyalty, but once they’re within that circle of people, he’s more likely to do whatever it takes to protect them . but that trust is also easily lost as we can see often in the early seasons, as he’s fairly volatile when it comes to his emotions and general nature . which somewhat conflicts with some ideas of the slytherin house, but also coincides with others, so that aspect of him is just another area of his personality that overlaps houses .

slytherins are known for their ambition, which is usually the token trait put on them . damon isn’t the most ambitious character out there, but he does share the slytherin cunning and resourcefulness, which he uses to accomplish his own ends in whatever way he can . slytherin / cunning ≠ selfish, but in damon’s context, it often does equate to that . like mentioned alllll the way toward the beginning of this, damon is often one of the first characters in the show to shamelessly leap head first into a conflict, and in canon it can often be dumbly reckless ( re : elijah during the dinner party, his desire to off someone as soon as they betray or wrong him, etc ), but in my take on the character, is often done in a more calculated way . regardless of all of that, when he decides to jump into a fight is often driven by more selfish reasons . he usually has a personal vendetta against whatever person / big bad they’re facing, vs wanting to join the battle for the better of mystic falls . it can be argued that sometimes that attitude is a front, but even when that is true, it goes back to that slytherin desire to protect his own group . the rest of mystic falls be damned .

“ slytherins are more interventionist and more risk - oriented than hufflepuffs or ravenclaws . they won’t fall back or be cautious : they want their wand out, ready to fight, and they’re not going to cede ground to anyone . on the other hand, they also consider gryffindors to be needless risk - takers, perhaps a little too overt and blunt, and so they’re not going to go looking for trouble or charging directly into the fray . “ this ties into what i was saying above, but also suits him in regard to an argument i had to make for him as a ravenclaw up above . damon as a character isn’t one to not speak his mind, which puts him a bit more into the gryffindor field vs slytherin, but he is also the type to not go for risks he doesn’t find necessary . key word is he : other slytherins may find him to be taking unnecessary chances, but he’s also the type to think that of others . another gray area between houses .

“ slytherins are cunning and confrontational - and lack a sense of fair play . they’ll cheat in a fight if they can get away with it, but woe betide anyone stupid enough to get caught [ . . . ] despite being a group - oriented house, slytherins are cerebral - they don’t care so much for people, particularly people they don’t know . ” this suits my portrayal in a nutshell, tying right back in with my arguments about him not caring a bit about collateral damage and his general disregard for human life . with all that said, the analysis i’m pulling from is based on the pottermore quiz, so there’s some room for error here .

“ where ravenclaws want to explore mysteries and shed light on them, slytherins want to be the mystery : great and prominent, but distant from the masses . darkness, the flip side of the coin, the dark side of the moon : all of these are very essentially slytherin .” cough dramatic ass crow motifs cough . damon’s entire game of dancing along the line of being discovered by the public and the mystery of his victims goes alongside the mystery, his balance on the tightrope of darkness that he’s so curious about .

he really couldn’t give less of a shit about tradition though, thx

tl;dr i went into this post telling myself he wasn’t gonna be a slytherin, but i played myself

#long post /#` i. well fed devils behave better than famished saints . ( 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍: 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘. )#i love!!!! morally gray characters!!!! and juul plague could never deliver!!!!!#in today's episode of: sorting my muses helps me grasp my characterizations better #anyway soon im gonna actually be writing those season-by-season posts abt my vd muses canon changes

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