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ohdrarry · 10 days

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author reclist: toomuchplor

a few months ago, when i was coming back to fandom in earnest, i came across this post from @sitp-recs. explorations of faith, divinity and worship are some of the tropes i find most furiously compelling, so i had to jump into o come, all ye faithful as soon as possible. i did, only to fall headfirst in obsessive, wide-eyed, awe-inspired love. @toomuchplor writes a desire that's both slow and heady, relentless and gentle, all-consuming and a rest stop to breathe easy. i couldn't help but read through (most of) their catalogue in a matter of days. this author's thematic range is astonishing, their characterisations lead to delicious stories where two headstrong, wilful and perennially longing men crash, fumble and rush into achingly sweet love and burning lust.

what always spools me in with plor, though, is their use of circumstance, especially in longer fics. every fic has a premise iron-clad in its fascinating, inventive, raw and exciting potential. more often than not, i've found them doing something i haven't encountered before in fandom at all, or reworking a popular trope in ways that make you go, 'oh. oh, i never thought about that happening, how did i never think of that happening?'

i've loved everything i've read from them, but here's a selection of some of my absolute favourites that i'll be going back to, over and over:

i've got a beautiful feeling (everything's going my way) (E, 3.5k)

“I’ve got such a boner,” Harry says, voice scratchy, just slitting his eyes open now, turning his head on his pillow to face Draco. “Oh, lovely, good morning to you, too,” Draco says.

a slice of life like the plush inside of a ripe mango— a love that's mature, constant, beating like a strong heart. the filthy, hilarious, gorgeous portrait of harry and draco's married life— the familiarity of sex, the rush of wanting each other as much as ever.

o come, all ye faithful & all the angels cry amen (E, ~22k total)

In which Draco finds faith in the church, and Harry finds faith in Draco.

an achingly tender rumination on faith as love, and love as worship. one of the most heartbreaking and realistic depictions of the reckoning it would take for harry potter to accept he has found refuge and rest in draco malfoy's arms. i loved the non-chronological, dual timeline storytelling— that particular form works so well when there's a taut, twinging thread holding both narratives together, and harry and draco's gravitational attraction to each other, fraught in parts and at peace in others was the perfect anchor.

time and too much don't belong together (E, 23k)

A Malfoy family heirloom gets triggered in a raid, binding Draco Malfoy to Ron Weasley; neither of them is too chuffed about this.

a masterclass in revelations. the reader can tell, from the outset, there's more here than meets the eye. the reader can also guess, from the beginning, what the dynamic in the shadows is. tense and breathtaking writing, you know what's coming, but every time you're fed a morsel you cling to it with both hands. one of the most inventive takes i've seen on the lust potion/spell trope in this fandom, and done in a way that makes you want to see it over and over and over again.

polar night/midnight sun (E, 54k)

Harry travels to arctic Norway on the trail of dragon egg poachers, only to find he's been assigned to work alongside the only NorMagPol Auror north of sixty: one Draco Malfoy. It's been ten years since they crossed paths, and Malfoy isn't exactly what Harry expected or remembered. For one thing, he wears a lot more hand-knits? When a sudden winter storm strands the pair, unable to use magic to rescue themselves, they take shelter in a one-room Norwegian hytte.

exquisitely atmospheric. uses extenuating circumstances in some of the most delicious ways. builds character and interpersonal dynamics through those small little elements of storytelling (draco in knitwear! brynjar the dog! the mundane pillowtalk! the quirks of their miscommunication!) that go the longest way in having characters leap off the screen into your personal space. also the sex in this is absolutely mind-blowing, i was hooked on every glorious word.

truth to materials (co-written by lately) (E, 58k)

In which Harry learns to appreciate art and other pleasures of the flesh.

decadent. in premise, in language, in characterisation, just absolutely decadent. this version of harry, bewildered and captivated by draco's out-there artistry is one of the funniest and most endearing i've encountered in fic, ever. his head, so full of determination and good intentions and terribly flawed and completely believable thinking, was such a brilliant place to set this fic. and draco— lord. you know that moment of transition, that click, when a piece of art goes from something untouchable and distant to a soulful thing you keep close because you recognise it as a cultural, emotional response? this fic felt like a literary project trying to capture that click, except it's a shift in perspective about a person. draco— the cool, untouchable, subversive artist who becomes irrevocably, warmly, achingly human.

probationary action (E, 63k)

As part of the terms of the probationary contract, DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY shall submit for inspection his WAND on the last day of every month, such inspection to be carried out by a duly registered and fully qualified AUROR in the employ of the MINISTRY OF MAGIC, and such inspection to include a PRIORI INCANTATEM spell to ensure that no PROHIBITED MAGICS as heretofore described have been practised by the aforementioned probationer.

*incoherent screaming*. a fic that starts with a premise so lighthearted and filthy that you think it's going to be a long, kinky fic about two rather hilariously perverted men getting it on, except it also gets into some of the most resonant discussions of post-war revenge tactics and human rights neglect i've ever read. the dynamic between harry and draco is simultaneously so light and so weighted, this is a fic that holds you down and keeps you there till you're done.

in conclusion: an entrancing author, a gift of a writer. i can't wait to see what else they have in store for this fandom.

#drarry #drarry fic rec #drarry fic #drarry fanfic #geets recs #hpdm fanfic #hpdm #draco x harry #toomuchplor #haven't stopped thinking about this author since i first read them #so i thought i'd do something with that #also WHY has tumblr ruined the quality of my header #i am not a reccer forgive me the fact that i have no clue how to rec #i tried

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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: thank you to the person who requested! Hope this lives up to your expectations xx

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𝑨 = 𝑨𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Fred is absentmindedly affectionate. His mind is always thinking; coming up with new ideas - about business, jokes, pranks, etc. And when he gets like that, he doesn’t realise what his body is doing. Fred will play with your hair, your hands, draw circles on your back (which turns into drawing the plans on your back).

He’s completely fine with PDA (not around his mum though). But he particularly likes to show affection when he’s around Ron, just to annoy him.

𝑩 = 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 (What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)

𝑬𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚:

Your humour. He loves that you can join in on his jokes and the fact that you find him funny is especially important to him. He always asks, “but I’m funnier than George, right?”

He also loves your courage and intelligence.

But also your chaotic nature

𝑷𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚:

Your smile. Hands down, he loves the way you smile - especially when you’re feeling a little mishcevious. There’s a special way your lips quirk upwards and he knows you’re thinking of causing a little chaos.

𝑪 = 𝑪𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔 (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

HE. LOVES. TO. CUDDLE. Such a little baby when he doesn’t get a proper cuddle. Especially when you’re leaving, he’ll pout his lips and do the puppy dog eyes (will whimper a lil as well).

He also loves cuddling on the lounge and in bed. He’s literally such a sook. Definitely the type of boyfriend/husband to lay his head on your lap and have you stroking his hair.

𝑫 = 𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

It’s difficult to explain, but this man ... can never settle down. He may marry you, and yes he wants kids, but he also has big ideas and wants to chase whatever inspires him.

With cooking and cleaning, he’s actually really bad at it. George picks up after them both, especially when their mum is in a bad mood.

𝑬 = 𝑬𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 (When something is bothering them, how do they act around you?)

Depending on the severity of the problem, Fred is pretty good at letting things go. If there’s been an argument, he doesn’t hold grudges or take things to heart. He’s very good on brushing things off. His humour will always shine through, no matter how full on the situation is.

𝑭 = 𝑭𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒆 (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

I think Fred would be a bit more hesitant about committments. Marriage would be a subject that George teases him about but deep down he knows that you are the person for him. I have a feeling that marriage would end up being an issue but it would be resolved after Molly has a talk with you (because you refused to talk to Fred).

𝑮 = 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

𝑬𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚: I’m sorry but Fred ... isn’t that gentle emotionally. His humour askews his vulnerability. And he finds it hard to open up, so he hides beind his jokes and pranks.

𝑷𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚: Of course he treats you with respect, and that means that he’s physically gentle with you. But he can be very excited, and forget that he’s incredibly taller and much heavier than you are - so he would definitely jump on you and then you’d be yelling for him to get off you because you’re being squashed.

𝑯 = 𝑯𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 (Do they tell you about their childhood? Their trauma? The sides of themself that they keep hidden from the world.)

God, Fred’s trauma .... it’s hidden behind walls of pranks, neon signs and flashing lights. Fred hates talking about his feelings and in particluar, his negative emotions.

It’s almost like you get snippets of his trauma (that he doesn’t see as trauma). George will be the one to bring up particular memories and remind Fred of how horrible it was to experience that.

Basically, you get the information through George. And when you try to bring it up with Fred, he kinda shrugs it off. “No big deal, love.”

𝑰 = 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It wasn’t until George asked Fred if he’s said “I love you,” that he even thought about it. Since that moment, Fred was really awkward around you. It took weeks for him to open up about the fact that he didn’t know if he should say it or not.

“Just say what you feel, if you aren’t ready, than don’t push it,” you had told him. After that he calmed down. It took another 2 months before he ‘officially’ said it.

𝑱 = 𝑱𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚 (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Says he doesn’t get jealous, but when other people show you a certain type of attention...then he gets very jealous. Not a full on, territorial jealousy, but one where he makes the other person seem insignificant and small. He cracks jokes at their expense and you end up nudging him because he usually crosses the line.

𝑲 = 𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Fred’s kisses always leave you with a smile on your face. He likes being cheeky and playful with the way he kisses you. He might twirl you around and dip you towards the floor, and give you a little smooch. Or kiss you upside down and disappear (apparating).

𝑳 = 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 (How are they around children?)

George is much better around little children, but Fred connects more with young teens. He says it’s because ‘they can understand my jokes,’ but you think it’s because he feels like an older brother again.

𝑴 = 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 (How are mornings spent with them?)

Between Fred and George, Fred was the last person to go to bed and the first to wake up. In the mornings you’re the one who puts on the kettle and makes some toast. Fred is yawning, as he barely gets any sleep, but is still writing down theories and ideas.

𝑵 = 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 (How are nights spent with them?)

Fred has a desk covered in drawings, scribbled down ideas, post-it notes, scrolls of parchment and a patch of dried spilled ink. That’s where he is a lot of the time, surprisingly. He wants to get down all his ideas and he can get lost in his mind sometimes.

𝑶 = 𝑶𝒑𝒆𝒏 (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Very slowly, there’s some things that you’re still getting to know about him. At first he didn’t open up because he didn’t want to scare you away, but then you found yourself nearly begging for more information about him, and he just shrugged his shoulders because he never really thought about the deep stuff.

𝑷 = 𝑷𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 (How easily angered are they?)

Not easily angered at all. It takes a lot for Fred to be angry. It’s mainly if someone makes you uncomfortable or puts you in danger, that’s when he gets angry. It’s actually a really scary sight.

𝑸 = 𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒛𝒛𝒆𝒔 (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

...He doesn’t remember the little details about you. But he knows what’s important, and what you love most. He may not remember every single family member, hell, he forgets his own family members, but he always knows what kind of gifts to get you.

𝑹 = 𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Fred’s favourite moment in the relationship was when you pranked him. It took months. You enlisted the help of all your friends, to make Fred thinkyou were a twin yourself. That was your aim, to make him think you had a twin all. this. time, and he hadn’t noticed.

Even Molly got in on the prank, originally Ron suggested that you make Fred you were cheating on him but you all thought that was too dark.

𝑺 = 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚 (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Fred likes to make you feel safe. He didn’t realise how important that was to him until your relationship was official. Making sure his partner feels comfortable means a lot to him, and when you’re uncomfortable - even when he’s not there - he wants to know why, how and who made you feel that way.

And then he will absolutely embarrass the f*ck out of that person, under the guise of ‘oh it’s a joke’.

𝑻 = 𝑻𝒓𝒚 (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

You didn’t know this for a while, but George was behind the ideas for a lot of the dates, anniversaries, gifts etc. Even if George has his own partner, he absolutely adores you and wants you to be with his brother so badly. So he always makes sure that Fred knows that an anniversary is coming up etc.

With everyday tasks, he isn’t that great at them. And no please don’t be disappointed! Because it’s actually Molly’s fault. She had all those charmed items to do tasks, and she only nagged her kids rather than showed them how to do things. (I don’t hate Molly, not at all, but I can see how she could be a bad parent.)

𝑼 = 𝑼𝒈𝒍𝒚 (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

We know that Fred can take jokes too far, and at times he can be a bit insensitive. It isn’t until he sees a person’s reaction to know if what he did was ok. (Possibly a sign of autism???)

𝑽 = 𝑽𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 (How concerned are they with their looks?)

More so than George! I think Fred would definitely use a charm that Ginny taught him where the user’s hair falls perfectly. (During the golden trio’s search of the Horcruxes, I can so see Ron telling Hermione of the charm and her reaction is just throwing a book at his face).

𝑾 = 𝑾𝒉𝒚 (Reasons why they love each other)

Fred loves you because you understand him. You’re more than fine with him being in the spotlight (he loves it there) and understand that he has an innate need to create and pursue his ideas.

𝑿 = 𝑿𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 (What’s their song)

Me and Your Mama by Childish Gambino.

𝒀 = 𝒀𝒖𝒄𝒌 (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Close-minded, stoic people who can’t take a joke. He thinks people like that are a waste of space, and you have to remind him that everyone is different. And just because someone doesn’t understand his jokes doesn’t mean he’s not funny.

𝒁 = 𝒁𝒛𝒛 (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Surprisingly, it’s actually quite difficult for Fred to get to sleep. That’s one of the reasons why he’s the last person to fall asleep - some could call it insomnia. He just has a lot of thoughts

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mrsmikaelsxn · 8 months

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ABBA Marathon

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pairing: father sirius black x daughter reader

warnings: like one curse word, tooth rotting fluff, sirius being an icon, literally just a very fun read that i hope has you smiling in your bed

summary: you meet sirius, play chess with sirius, and have an abba singing and dance party with sirius (sirius meeting his daughter post azkaban - requested by anon)

a/n: im so obsessed with this idk i wish sirius was my dad, also sorry this has been in my inbox for so long

song: waterloo - abba

Being Sirius Black's daughter was quite tiring. But also thrilling. Especially since it was your third year when he escaped Azkaban.

Your best friends are Harry, Hermione, and Ron. You couldn't have asked for better ones.

With the rumors of Sirius coming after you and Harry, people had been cold towards you because of your father, not that you could control who your father was.

Right now you were outside, taking a walk in some fresh air. Suddenly a dog comes up to you and barks once. "Why, hello there," you coo and bend down. The dog happily wags his tail and jumps onto her. "Aww, you're so cute!"

You pet the dog, who leans into your hand. "You are very skinny," you frowned. "Follow me, I'm sure Hagrid has some food I can give you."

As you two head down, you get near the Whomping Willow. As you pass by, the dog suddenly spins and before you could blink the dog was biting your pants, tugging you to the tree.

"Um, excuse me, Mr. Dog, but these are new pants." You then get very close to the tree, "Er- I don't think this is a good idea," you say nervously as the branches of the tree start to move.

The dog looks up in alert and quickly tugs you into some type of hole that they slid down into. "Ah!" The dog jumps up and pulls on your pants again. "Where are we going?"

Finally, you come into an empty abandoned room. "What is this place..."

You walk over and pick up a dusted book, blowing on the cover before putting it back down. You turn around and her eyes go wider than they've ever been. "AHH!" you scream.

"AHH!"

"SHH!"

You cover your mouth and stare at the one and only Sirius Black.

Your father.

"What the fuck," you whisper to yourself. "Oh my Merlin, I'm too young to die! I- I haven't gotten to slap Malfoy yet, I haven't been able to prank Snape! I ha-"

"Prank Snape?" Sirius pipes up.

"I'm going to die. Oh, Godric," you pace while frantically whispering to yourself. "I'm in the same room with Sirius Black, alone."

He frowns at being called by his name instead of Dad, which it should be.

"Relax, love, I'm not going to kill you."

You spin and face the man, "You're not?"

"No."

"Then why am I here? For giggles and a tea party?"

"One, you're about to find out. Two, I don't like tea," Sirius makes a face.

"Huh, me neither. Now, go on, tell me why I'm in an abandoned room with an escaped convicted murderer," you cross your arms.

"I'm not a murderer. I'm innocent, I swear."

You narrow her eyes, "How so?"

"Well, it started when I first got to Hogwarts..."

You wipe the tears from under your eyes, "That is the saddest thing I have ever heard."

Sirius waves his hand, "Now that you know what happened, you believe me right?"

"Of course!" You throw her arms around the man, who relaxes into his daughters hold. It's been a long time since he has had human contact.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't tell anyone about me just yet."

"Why?! If I tell them you're inno-"

He smiles sadly, "I'm not so sure they would believe you."

"But-" Sirius shakes his head. You sigh, "Well, are you going to be staying here?"

He nods, "I guess. It's a bit dirty though, if you ask me."

"I can fix that," you grin. He raises his eyebrows in curiosity. You takes out your wand and flick it. The room starts moving and the dust all collects together before flying out the window. The furniture vanishes and new ones appear. Pictures form on the wall and the room cleans up into a brand new, clean room.

"Wow, impressive. Thank you," Sirius says. You nod and flick your wrist again. In the blink of an eye, Sirius is freshly cleaned and looks well taken care of. His eyes almost water at your kindness. "I truly can't thank you enough."

"That's better, isn't it?" You smile proudly at your work. "Oh! You need food," you think for a moment, "I'll just bring you down daily meals."

"I can't ask you to do that, it's too much."

"It's a good thing you don't have to ask. You mentioned your friend... Remus Lupin." Sirius nods and gestures for you to continue, "He's a Professor this year... anyway, is he a..."

"A...?"

"Werewolf," you say hesitantly.

Sirius' face goes a bit pale, "What makes you think that?"

"His boggart was a moon, and he has lots of light scars."

"Would it change your opinions about him?"

"Not at all! If anything I think it makes him even better." Sirius nods his head. "Yes... he's a werewolf?"

He nods again, "You're a bright witch."

"Thank you," you beam. You looks at your watch, "I have about twenty minutes before my friends start looking for me. In the meantime.... Wizard's Chess?"

"Yes! Checkmate!" You jump up from your seat in excitement. "I won!"

"That's not fair! You only won because I'm rusty," Sirius crosses his arms and sinks into the couch.

"Sure, sure. Rematch tomorrow?" you ask.

"Rematch tomorrow," you two shake hands and you go to the exit.

"I'll bring you some food in a little while."

"Bye, darling," he waves, watching you leave.

A few weeks later, you were on your daily trip to see Sirius. You snuck in through the Whomping Willow, you also learned how to avoid the branches.

"Hello?!" you shout.

"Over here!"

You follow his voice and see him digging through a closet. "What are you looking for?"

"I- that's... a good question." He stands up and clears his throat, "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"It has come to my attention that you recently made an appearance in the castle."

"Mhm."

"And you didn't inform me about it beforehand," you gives him a blank stare.

"I wanted to, but it took a while to plan and I wanted it to be a surprise," he grins with jazz hands.

"You do realize that I could have helped you in, right?"

"Yeah, but I didn't want to risk you getting in trouble," he frowns.

"I appreciate your concern," you salute him and he does it back with a chuckle.

"What's in the bag?" He nods to the one hanging on your arm.

"This, my furry father-"

"That was a horrible joke."

"-Is a record player!" You excitedly pull it out of the bag and place it on a table.

"A what?"

"A record player. It plays music. Want to see?!"

"As if I would say no to music."

You reach into the bag and take out some vinyl records. "I picked ones that I think you would enjoy best. There is a supergroup that I thought you would really like. They're called ABBA. They're one of my favorites."

You set up the record player and place one of the vinyls in. You grin at the man as you hit the play button.

"YOU CAN DANCE, YOU CAN JIVE! HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE! SEE THAT GIRL, WATCH THAT SCENE! DIGGING THE DANCING QUEEN!"

You and Sirius continue to shout the lyrics into your fake microphones as you hop around the room with the song blasting. When the room was first set up by you, you placed several privacy and silencing spells, so you two didn't have to worry about anyone hearing anything.

"YOU ARE THE DANCING QUEEN! YOUNG AND SWEET, ONLY SEVENTEEN-"

"GIMME, GIMME, GIMME A MAN AFTER MIDNIGHT! WON'T SOMEBODY HELP ME CHASE THE SHADOWS AWAY?" you sing while bouncing on the couch.

"GIMME, GIMME, GIMME A MAN AFTER MIDNIGHT! TAKE ME THROUGH THE DARKNESS TO THE BREAK OF THE DAY!" Sirius continues as he walks and dances as if he were on a stage.

"MAMMA MIA, HERE I GO AGAIN! MY, MY, HOW CAN I RESIST YOU?"

"MAMMA MIA, DOES IT SHOW AGAIN! MY, MY, JUST HOW MUCH I'VE MISSED YOU?"

Sirius and you hold hands as you jump together and flip your hair with matching goofy grins.

"YES, I'VE BEEN BROKENHEARTED! BLUE SINCE THE DAY WE PARTED!"

"WHY, WHY DID I EVER LET YOU GO?"

"BUT NOW IT ISN'T TRUE! NOW EVERYTHING IS NEW!" you grab your wand to create two pairs of light up sunglasses, you toss one to Sirius and you both put them on.

"AND ALL I'VE LEARNED HAS OVERTURNED! I BEG OF YOUUU!" Sirius sings.

"DON'T GO WASTING YOUR EMOTION! LAY ALL YOUR LOVE ON MEEEE!" you shout together.

With a flick of your wrist, you - much to Sirius' surprise - somehow managed to have a disco ball with neon lights come from the ceiling.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione sit in the Gryffindor common room.

"I wonder what she's doing right now," Harry looks thoughtfully.

"She's been leaving a lot recently," comments Hermione, biting nervously on her nail.

"I hope she's okay," says Ron, "Sirius Black could be out there."

"LAST NIGHT I WAS TAKING A WALK ALONG THE RIVER, AND I SAW HIM TOGETHER WITH A YOUNG GIRL!"

"AND THE LOOK THAT HE GAVE HER MADE ME SHIVER! 'CAUSE HE ALWAYS USE TO LOOK AT ME THAT WAY!" Sirius grabs your hand and twirls you, causing you to laugh.

"AND I THOUGHT, MAYBE I SHOULD WALK RIGHT UP TO HER AND SAY 'AH-HA-HA, IT'S A GAME HE LIKES TO PLAYYY!" you and Sirius shimmy dance to each other.

You jump and freeze before breaking out in another dance and sing the chorus. "LOOK INTO HIS ANGELEYES, ONE LOOK AND YOU'RE HYPNOTISED! HE'LL TAKE YOUR HEART AND YOU MUST PAY THE PRICE!"

"SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS ALL THE TIME!"

"I TRY TO CAPTURE EVERY MINUTE!"

"THE FEELING IN IT, SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS ALL THE TIME!"

"DO I REALLY SEE WHAT'S IN HER MIND, EACH TIME I'M CLOSE TO KNOWING, SHE KEEPS ON GROWING!"

"SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS ALL THE TIME!"

"SOMETIMES I WISH THAT I COULD FREEZE THE PICTURE!"

"AND SAVE IT FROM THE FUNNY TRICKS OF TIME!"

Sirius and you wrap an arm around each other's waist as they sway to the music.

"SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERSSSSS!"

Sirius then starts pretending like he's playing the guitar to the music making your giggle.

You and Sirius fall back, panting, onto the couch. Sirius turns to you and gives you a high five.

"Oh my Merlin! That was the most fun I had in forever!"

"Me too, kid. Thank you. I don't know the last time I felt like that."

"You're welcome," you bumps his shoulder. "Oh! And you can keep everything, I have my own."

"Really?"

"Mhm, I'll bring you more vinyls I have. We can have more singing and dancing parties like this."

"I'm looking forward to it." He looks at a watch you got him, "I think it may be time for you to head back."

You look in a mirror on the wall, "My hair is messy from flipping it."

"I can help you with it, if you want," he smiles at you.

"Really?" He nods. "Thanks!"

Sirius gets up and grabs a brush, you turn on the couch so he is behind you as he brushes through your hair. "I'm going to try to do that braid you taught me."

"Here's a hair tie," you take one off your wrist.

He struggles at first but manages to do a good, tight braid. "Done!" Sirius claps his hands.

You look in the mirror, "Wow, you have a good teacher."

He shrugs, "Meh, she's alright." You slap the back of his head, "Okay, okay! Not the hair! Okay, I have the best teacher."

You nod happily and grab your bag, "Bye, Dad."

"See you soon, y/n," he winks.

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mybutcheredtongue · 2 months

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I'll Love You 'til the Grass Around My Gravestone is Deceased

harry potter timeline sirius black x fem!reader

CHAPTER THIRTEEN (see full series here)

1993

The school year draws to a close, with the school still chattering away about Sirius. You spend it relatively simply, teaching the last of your classes and then finally handing out end-of-year exam results. You're glad to see Hermione gets an almost perfect score — and Ron and Harry do...well, they do okay. You make a mental note to start buckling down on their incessant chatting during class.

You also spend it full of worries. Your every waking moment seems to be consumed with thoughts about Sirius. He's out there, all alone, on the run — you can't imagine how he's feeling right now. It ties knots in your stomach. You just want to grab and hold him, caress his soft, smooth skin, run your hands through his silky curls —

You miss him.

You sit in your compartment on the Hogwarts Express, flicking through the latest edition of The Quibbler. It's quite a unique little publication, very quirky. Luna Lovegood, one of your second years — her dad is the editor, so you decided to pick up the magazine after she recommended it to you once.

You're currently skim-reading a very in-depth article about some sort of creature called an 'epippinpor', when the door to your compartment slides open and Harry pokes his head inside.

"Harry!" you greet. "Need something?"

He holds out a folded piece of parchment, smiling. "Padfoot."

You take the parchment from him as he leaves, closing the door again. You beam excitedly, throwing down The Quibbler and pulling the parchment into your lap. Dubh gets up and starts to sniff the parchment curiously and you giggle, full of giddiness like you're a young teenager again.

My darling love,

I hope you get this before you've left Hogwarts, otherwise it may be quite some time before this letter reaches you. I decided to put your letter in with Harry's, because I'm sure your post is being monitored.

Buckbeak and I are in hiding, so you don't need to worry. I have so many questions to ask you, so many things to tell...I guess they'll just have to wait. I miss you, my love, just like you miss the stars during the daytime.

I hope I haven't lost my romantic flair.

Also, you're a professor now? Very professional, Professor Black. I suppose it does have a pretty sweet ring to it. And Astronomy, too? I'm still your favourite star, right?

You snort, rolling your eyes. Typical. You can just imagine his face when he wrote that: signature smirk, maybe a wink.

Can I get a kiss for that when we reunite again?

Typical!

I wish I could be with you this summer. At our home. Also...do you have a cat? I thought I saw you with a cat. Come on, love, we are obviously a dog home!

I miss you so much. I miss your voice, your warmth, your beautiful face, your kisses. Especially the last one. It's not easy to go twelve years without a single kiss...even if the Dementors offered me several. I love you with all of my heart. If you need me for anything, Harry's owl will find me. All my love, Sirius. P.S. I love you. I can't wait to see you again.

You smile at the letter, eyes tracing the edges of his scratchy handwriting. Your stomach is full of fluttering butterflies and it really does feel like you're a schoolgirl again. You re-read the letter several times, smiling especially wide when he says he loves you or compliments you.

No, Sirius. You didn't lose your romantic flair. Not one bit.

You reach out to pet Dubh, still holding the letter in your hand.

Maybe next year will be a little different.

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"Here you go," you say, handing Remus his cup of tea. He accepts it, careful not to spill a drop, and gives you a grateful smile.

"Thanks."

"So, any news?" You ask, pulling your legs up onto the couch and folding them in beside you as you look at the man in front of you. You're sitting in your living room, a wonderfully cosy little room, warmed by soft rays of August sunshine. There's green plants dotted around, and the walls have photos and beautiful paintings decorating it. There's even a few of Remus' original paintings up there!

One big hobby of Remus' is painting, though he is very secretive about it. He paints beautiful landscapes and still-lifes...it calms him.

One particular painting catches your eye. You had once asked him to paint you a nice, simple picture of pottery. A jug, a bowl, a plate...just general pottery works. It's quite nice.

Remus shrugs. "Nothing really since last we spoke. How are your parents?"

You stayed with your parents last week. Dubh had been put into Remus' care, as she always is, and she always comes back a little fatter than before because Remus is a big softie.

"They're grand, yeah," you reply with a shrug. "I told them everything that happened and honestly they were pretty nonchalant about it all, you know how they are...Mam thought I was very stressed and made me one of her special herbal teas and honestly, it was amazing. Felt young again."

"You are young," Remus says with a sigh.

"Sure don't feel it," you say bitterly. "Could do with a dose of that special tea every morning."

"So this tea isn't special?" Remus asks, gesturing to the cup in his hand.

"Not at all," you reply with a short chuckle. "I asked her what she puts in it, and she said it was an 'age-old secret only passed down when the last generation has ceased and the next lives on'. She's lying, of course, she's only saying that to be mysterious. I'm beginning to think that it's just the placebo effect."

Remus nods thoughtfully. "I think I'm going to trust your mother's words and say it is an age-old secret."

"Suck up."

He raises his mug and gives you a mocking smile. You sigh.

"And," you continue, "Dad took me to the muggle cinema, and we seen this film called 'Mrs Doubtfire'. Moony, when I tell you I sobbed — Merlin, muggles sure know how to make an emotional impact. I'm beginning to think that truly, wizards aren't better than muggles because they get to have cool films and we don't. It's unfair, really, if you think about it."

"'Mrs Doubtfire'? What was it about?" Remus asks.

"A woman called Mrs Doubtfire, obviously," you say and he rolls his eyes. "But turns out it's not actually a woman, it's this guy whose wife divorced him and can barely see his kids, so he pretends to be their babysitter and puts on a wig and a mask and fake tits and everything — "

"And that made you cry?"

"It was emotional! Then he gets caught and can only see the kids with someone supervising the visits! Isn't that sad, Moony? It's much sadder in the movie."

He raises his eyebrows, humming in weak agreement. "Right."

You scoff, sighing. "Anyway...Quidditch World Cup is coming up! And guess who's going?"

"You? No way, how did you get tickets?" Remus asks in shock.

You grin. "Minerva McGonagall, the gem that she is! Sent me a letter yesterday morning. Said she happened upon two tickets and asked me to go with her."

"I didn't know the two of you were such good friends."

You shrug. "Sometimes it can be a bit odd because she used to be my teacher, y'know — but she's such fun to be around. I mean, I've told you before that we have tea together sometimes."

He nods thoughtfully. "Mhm, yes, I remember."

"Anyway, I'm really looking forward to it! I wish I could bring you with me," you say with a small apologetic smile.

Remus waves you off. "It's a full moon. I daresay I might steal the spotlight off the teams if I attend."

You laugh. "That may be so."

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blatantlackofdecorum · 1 year

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do you write for multiple characters at once? liek simple headcannons but w a few characters included? if not just ignore this but if you do what about ron, brett, and / or andre (feel free to pick who u wanna write for lol) with a Short™️ reader ? i really love what you've posted so far :P

I do! of course, and thank you!! I’m including height headcanons for everyone too.

Brett Hand

- brett stands at around 6′2″ or 74 inches. he’s the second tallest of the three, but has always been a little intimidated by anyone taller than him. so he mentions it less than ron does. - the type of man to buy you stools for your kitchen if he see’s you struggling to get anything. he won’t even mention it to you, but some days you randomly notice a lot of unannounced furniture. if he see’s something starting to wear or tear, he’ll just get you a new one. call him irresponsible with his money all you want, he just wants to make things easier for you. - oh the hugs are supreme. whether he’s checking in on you at work or simply just gotten home, draping his arms across your waist and hugging you from behind, to his chest has to be one of his favorite things. you could practically use him as a pillow and he’d still just be happy to have you with him. - would not hesitate to pick you up if needed. piggy back rides? he’s literally built for it, need to grab something high up? he’s right there without a second thought. he does tend to lay out his house a bit differently when the two of you start dating, if he knows you’ll be over he sets out any coffee supplies you could need on his counter so you don’t have to stress over it in the morning. - he does worry though, he knows you can take care of yourself but, if someone hurt you, especially while he wasn’t there, he couldn’t live with himself. just a little more cautious about your safety, (will splurge on any self defense tool you could ask for) he will not hesitate to get weirdly protective the second someone so much as looks at you wrong. - will occasionally call you short or shorty, but if he ever sensed it making you uncomfortable he’d stop. if he knows you well enough, he’s able to read you like a book. very hypervigilant.

Ron Staedtler

- ron is definitely the tallest of the three at a staggering 6′4″ or 76 inches. he’s also definitely the one that mentions it the most. he’s used to being the tallest person in the room, but he is such a tease.

- this man spends most of his time with you in his arms in some form or another. pda is already a strong-suit of his. leaning his head on your shoulder while you’re working? his fingers laced with his or his arm snaked around your shoulder? he loves it. can’t get enough of it. - definitely holds stuff above your head, waits for you to reach up and kisses you when you do. that’s practically his favorite move, and he pulls it off quite well every-time. he’s a pain in the ass but he really does love you.. he does get over affectionate sometimes, so prepare to be occasionally smothered in pecks. - will just grab stuff off shelves for you if needed, don’t think you won’t get a chuckle or two out of him as he does though. (if you get tired of his shenanigans and climb on the counter though he’ll cheer you on regardless)

- i’d say you get scary dog privileges but he’s more mildly concerning if anything. that being said if anyone ever tried to mess with you, they can prepare for an awful surprise when he stumbles upon it. he’s a nice guy but he knows how to kick some serious ass.

- very soft, will spoon the living hell out of you, (and doesn’t really have a preference between big spoon or little spoon) on one hand being coddled does feel pretty nice, and the other, he gets to wrap around you.. win win.

Andre Lee

- andre is our shortest member of the three, at 5′9″ or 69 inches, 😌 this only means that he isn’t used to people being much shorter than him in relationships, which means he’ll definitely notice it more. - he finds he actually does like being the taller one, but he is not nearly as showoffish as ron. if he sees you struggling to reach something? he’ll grab it for you. it was originally how the two of you met, you were struggling to grab a coffee cup from the top shelf of one of the cognito kitchens, and he noticed. not wanting to be awkward he grabbed it and delivered it to your desk.. than realized he made it a bit more awkward. - prepare for a lot of time spent with his head resting on yours, especially if he's tired. he falls asleep holding you a lot ( otherwise he tends to have trouble staying asleep) usually leaving you half awake and tangled in limbs. not that you really mind it. - might crack a few more jokes about it if he’s high, but he usually has a higher standard for humor than that, (absolute lie, if you so much as say ball around him he’ll giggle like a mad man) bad habit. if anyone else ever jokes about it though prepare to be lectured, only he can make fun of his s/o - would not hesitate to provide you platforms or heels if you were insecure (or dysphoric) about your height, but he thinks it’s just a part of you and won’t hesitate to remind you of that. prepare for him bragging over his perfect partner anytime you mention feeling insecure. - he’s just stupid in love with you, your height will never change that. <3

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thegirlwhowrites642 · 10 months

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Hiii :)

Do you have any Harry headcanons ?

In the previous episodes: Headcanons about the Potter kids and Teddy Headcanons about Ginny

Now, some Harry headcanons:

His favourite colour is red but that's basically canon

Called the big black dog he and Ginny adopted "Pad" (in reference to Padfoot of course), literally the only animal he managed to name out of all the zoo they have in the house

Canonically he becomes Head Auror at 27, around the same time Lily was born, so I think it happened for a similar reason to Ginny changing her job. Harry loves being in the action and it definitely wasn't his last opportunity to become Head Auror, but basically never going in the field and generally having way more stable hours meant having way more time for the kids

After the war, he discovers that there's an actual Potter vault at Gringrotts he started having access to at 17. There he finds, besides more money, a lot of family heirlooms, diaries, and things taken from the cottage and so he starts discovering more about the Potter family.

When Ginny goes back to Hogwarts, Harry doesn't exactly have the easiest time dealing with her absence. So once he understands that drinking himself to death might not be a great idea he decides to keep himself extremely busy. Obviously, Auror's training helps, but also he spends a lot of time with Teddy and, inspired by what he finds in the Potter vault, he starts investigating his family, finding distant relatives or simply people who knew his parents and grandparents and maybe even great-grandparents. Not only from the Potter side but the Evans one too. He writes to Ginny about it and it becomes a sort of game where she suggests places to check (especially with her pureblood knowledge of the wizarding world) and many of the people Harry meets become inside jokes between them, like some sort of characters

Lily has him wrapped around her little finger. In his defence, she looks just like her mother, what is he supposed to do??

He is like ridiculously good at his job? Especially when he comes to terms with the fact that he can be very intimidating and starts using that with purpose

He is the one that cooks usually, a sort of reappropriation of the activity after his childhood. Now he does it for the people he loves and that very much love him back.

When the kids are all at Hogwarts, he decides that he needs another hobby besides cooking. I've always imagined gardening because it's an open-air activity and it's very methodical and therefore relaxing. Maybe he starts keeping a vegetable garden.

Robards is absolutely the new addition to his collection of father figures.

When he becomes Head of the DMLE, he gets as secretary a very competent, very grumpy, lady that is old enough to be his mother. Harry adores her because she doesn't give a fuck about him being Harry Potter and when she retires he is grumpy about it for months.

On this note, Harry takes Ron leaving the Aurors as a bit of a personal offence. He gets over it eventually but oh, he definitely complains about it

The Auror partner he has for years is a guy ten years older than him, that already has a wife and very young kids when Harry meets him, so he becomes a bit of an older brother to Harry [I hate when people give Harry no new friends in the Aurors, the man works there for a billion years]. The Potters are all friends with this other family, they have dinners together once in a while, the kids are invited to the others' birthdays, stuff like that

When Ginny plays for the Harpies he is the only guy in the group at parties. The only players with a partner are a couple of older married women that don't usually go to parties, all the younger girls are young and single so they basically adopt Harry as a brother and ask him for advice with the guys (to Ginny's great amusement and Harry's horror) but he actually grows into the role

As much as he hates to admit it, one thing he learns from hanging out with Quidditch players is how easier it is to be friends with other famous people than non-famous ones

He teaches his kids how to duel because he is paranoic and also there's nothing more Harry Potter-like than teaching your kids in borderline illegal ways despite being Head Auror

He has some quirks that come very clearly from being raised by Petunia, like being a bit of a neat freak. In general, he needs some things in the house to be done in a certain way

When he eventually retires, he picks up some cases here and there as a private investigator, mainly because I think it would be hilarious for him to be in competition with a department he led for years

In short, grandpa/great-grandpa/great-great-grandpa Harry has Harry's idea of a perfect life: he spends a lot of time with the grandchildren, he has his vegetable garden, he has fun solving only the more interesting mysteries, he goes to events to support his writer wife, and they have a fun trip once in a while

#harry potter

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DNDADS STIMS/HABITS/IDK

LONG. ASS. POST. do not click more or whatevs if u dont wanna see autistic ramblings of a mad man

darryl - scratches his scalp— he has like KILLER scabs on his head bcuz of this— but theyre so fun to pick at. he keeps his nails slightly longer than most so it’s easier to pick. it drives carol crazy. very subconscious but also does it consciously when his head itches.

after faerun he develops a habit of twisting his ring around his finger when he’s nervous or worried— usually when thinking about the future or his family.

this is only when he’s alone, but he shakes his hands around really fast to get his energy out.

ron - shuffles his business cards around— in a really cool way. like those people who can shuffle playing cards really well. he does this when he doesn’t have anything else to do and is understimulated

tugs on his mustache either very gently— subconsciously and just out of habit— or very harshly— when he needs to ground himself

rocks on his feet, or when sitting. usually to create a steady pace for his thoughts to follow.

shakes his head very violently— like a dog— when he needs to get energy out

henry - always has tree sap (?) or natural gum on hand to chew— it makes it so he doesn’t hear overstimulating noises and only hears the movement of his jaw and the gum.

has a ton of bracelets— loosens them, tightens them, spins them around, stretches them out, everything. usually when he feels sick/anxious. you know when he’s feeling under the weather when he spins around his bracelets.

bounces around when he’s very excited and hyper— to get out his energy

glenn - this man mimes playing the guitar ALL THE TIME. i just know it. usually its when he’s getting a bit excited and need to get his nerves/excitement out so he just goes ‘BAWOWOWOOOOWW’ with his air guitar

usually has 2 guitar picks with him— one for chewing on, flipping, etc— and one for actually playing. chews on the pick when he’s nervous and understimulated. flips it when he needs to distract himself from smthin

jodie - spins his keys around his fingers when he needs something to look at and is understimulated

after morgan left him, he was constantly tired, so he claps his hands often to stay awake— it’s cheaper than coffee. plus, caffeine doesn’t work on him.

rubs his temples to soothe himself when overstimulated— especially from bright lights. (the flames of hell suck! too bright 0/10)

grant - takes after his dad when he’s older, and picks at his scalp. but, marko always gently corrects it, and gives him some picking toy instead. only subconsciously, he doesn’t do it on purpose.

when younger, he used to jump around and flail his hands when overstimulated and full of energy— after becoming a ‘man’ he stopped.

matches his breathing to the nearest person’s breathing— even if he doesn’t know them. it grounds him and keeps him stable— especially when he’s older and has to be present for his husband and kid.

terry jr. - since Samantha is a therapist, he actually has many fidget toys that he knows work for him. probably the luckiest kid in that retrospect.

specifically; he enjoys fidget cubes, slime (only fluffy and non-sticky.), and watching a newton’s cradle.

he also very freely rocks and flails his hands— if anyone insults him for it, he knows that his mother would be proud of him for letting him express himself— despite what people say.

as an adult, he twists his hair a bit, but usually catches it and uses a fidget cube instead.

lark - very violent to himself with his stims.

hits himself in the head when overstimulated and upset— especially when on the verge of crying. usually does this when no one is around to worry about him.

picks at stuff with the structure/texture of saran wrap? like soft plastic? chews on it and pulls it apart— he likes being aggressive and just clawing into it. it soothes him.

sparrow - when she wears dresses, she twirls a lot to watch the dress flow. it calms her down and makes her giggle a bit.

when overstimulated, she paces really fast. wears footprints into carpet because of how long she does it.

kinetic sand is her favorite thing to play with— but it’s embarrassing for her to do it around other people. she feels like she has to be mature— not playing with stuff for kids.

nick/narc/nicky - chews on literally everything— nick chewed on a stainless steel necklace, narc chewed on an actual chewy necklace, and now nicky just chews on his hand, his arm, his nails, whatever he can.

taps things 3 times— one for nick. one for narcolas. one for him. it grounds him and reminds him of who he is— technically 3 people— just compiled into one person. he does this when nervous— or questioning his identity.

linc - if he has a soccer ball with him, he WILL do sick tricks with it— balancing it on his foot, shoulders, head, or whatever is cool to do with soccer balls?? idk im a theater kid i dont do sports

twists his hair— his hair is voluminous so you dont really see it, but he has some spots where his hair is thinner because of him twisting and pulling it. usually when hes nervous and not feeling well.

kicks at rocks and dirt when overstimulated— to get energy and anger out. sometimes stomps— but immediately gets embarrassed.

scary - twists her lip piercings with her tongue when she’s bored and understimulated— or her nose piercing with her hands. it kind of irritates her nose piercing, so she has to not do it for like a week if she does twist it around.

picks at the fishnet stuff she wears— claims that the holes that are caused by it are SICK AS HELL, THANK YOU. usually she does this when she’s mad— so when you see her picking at her fishnet stuff, BACK OFF (terry. )

never uses any of the fidget toys terry gives her out of pure spite— but did enjoy the slime he got her. she pretended she threw it away but actually kept it— currently in her backpack for when she’s upset and needs something to beat the shit out of (she likes punching it.)

normal - clicks his tongue to the beat of the songs that the marching band usually plays— also does little finger drumming to go along with it. this is subconscious and not necessarily for anything— it just calms him

cracks his knuckles, pops his shoulders, rolls his ankles and wrists until they pop, and cracks his neck. all because he likes the sound it makes and the way it feels afterwards. usually this is saved for when hes understimulated and needs something to listen to/focus on

hums when he’s overstimulated— usually some random song thats on the radio.

taylor - when he doesn’t need his cane (usually on a good day) he’ll swing it around and twirl it and shit. for funsies. also because he just. he likes swinging stuff like swords!!! can you blame him!!

chews on necklaces like his dad, cassandra gets VERY emotional when he does that but pretends she doesn’t. me when people stim the same way that theyve seen their friends/parents do: 😭😭

he also yanks on his own horns alot to ground himself when he’s overstimulated and upset. his horns are often red bcuz of that .

bites his lip and eats the dead skin off of it. gross little man . (i say, actively doing the same thing.) hates the feeling of lipgloss and chapstick so i suppose he’ll just have gross disgusting chapped flaking lips forever… 💔

hermie - he likes messing with his hair— usually has a couple of hairties on his wrist just so he can tie it up and out of the way. the gayass shaggy hair is cute until you’re overstimulated by how the bangs are touching your face.

bro itches his burn scars way too much. i have a burn scar on my ankle and i itch it so much so i think if that’s on half of his body its. its gotta itch a bunch. he probably does it absent mindedly and doesn’t notice ever until someone points it out.

clacks his teeth together when overstimulated and angry. he likes tha sounds. clickclack bitch

scam likely/well actually - stretches like a cat constantly. hermie when his dad gets on all fours and does a ‘big stretch’: ☹️ . also he purrs :3 meowmeowmeow

literally pops his limbs out of his sockets idk what to tell u. he just. CLICK. hahahah hahahah spinspinspinspin like propeller. its horrifying. its terrible.

randomly turns himself into animals. just for funsies. especially when hes overstimulated. oh ur overstimulated? just turn into NAKED MOLE RAT ( look it up theyre mostly deaf)

hero - oh she has glasses chains FOR SURE and she fumbles with them constantly. like always fiddlin. always diddlin. ok maybe not like that but like. yea.

has a ring with like.. a spinny thing. like its silver with a little planet charm that can be spun. she adores it. will not let anyone touch it. only took it off for. yknow. killin deer with her bare hands.

+ i reached 30 fucking tags with this stupid post. hate this

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calkale · 6 months

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I know its a monday night but I am a little drunk and need to talk about Sliders lore

he grew up in a small town in New Jersey and as far as small towns go it wasn't too bad. He lived with his mom and dad in an old farmhouse just on the outskirts of town. his neighbour was this sweet old lady who's grandson came to stay with her for the summer, that kid turned out to be none other than Tom Kazansky. once a week Ron would knock on his neighbours door and ask if he wanted to come play, but every time Tom stood behind his grandmothers leg and shook his head, until one summer when Ron's dad had just built him a new swing set, Tom finally nodded his head yes. It took a while for Tom to warm up to Ron but once he did they were inseparable, they became best friends and when they finally reached high school Tom somehow convinced his Marine Corp General father to let him stay with his grandma and go to high school with Slider.

Ron loved his parents, they got along really well and understood each other until his mother got sick. He was 17 when she got diagnosed and put in the hospital and he started skipping class to spend time with her in the hospital. Tom knew how much Ron's mom meant to him so he would let him copy his notes and summed up what happened in class for him, they both planned on applying to the naval academy next year so Ron had to keep his grades up. Ron's dad was not taking his wife's sickness well though, he started drinking and didn't know how to process anything well so he took it out on Ron, nothing too serious he never went further than words but its definitely something Ron never stopped carrying around. Ron rarely stayed at home during this time, he slept in his truck in empty parking lots or in Ice's room but sometimes that was still too close to his father. His mother got better about a year after she was diagnosed and was able to go back to her normal life, it took everyone a few years to really become a family again especially since Ron got accepted into the naval academy and left just a few moths after his mom returned home.

Ron and Tom were roommates at the academy, it was kind of a shock to Ron but Ice's experience with his dad helped him push through his first year. their second year was when Tom asked Ron if he wanted to be his RIO when they entered service, Tom had known Ron already gave up his Air Force dreams to join the navy with Tom and they got into an argument over that. Ron had always wanted to fly but he wanted to be the pilot, ever since the a10 entered service it had been his dream to fly it. He told Tom he wanted to go into the Air Force but agreed to join the navy with Tom since he would still be able to fly, but now Tom wanted him to give that up to fly with him. eventually Ron did agree, nothing was set in stone because they didn't exactly get to pick but they would do anything for it to be that way. Ron never stopped wanting to fly though.

Slider never liked the spotlight, maybe that was why he agreed to be Ices backseater, he preferred to go mostly unnoticed but still acknowledged. They developed their "new" personalities during training, Tom became Iceman and Ron became Slider. Slider rarely saw the shy kid hiding behind his grandmas leg anymore, he only came out when they were alone and Ice needed a break from being the Iceman, which was almost never. The first few years were hard for Slider, it was difficult feeling like he had to hide his true self, he was always a very kind and loving person, definitely his mothers son, but now he was better known as Ices guard dog because of how big he was. He was tall, buff and always had a hard expression, he was cocky, as is every fighter pilot.

during leave Slider would go back to visit his parents, around them he was able to be his true self again, it was a nice weight off his shoulders and his parents were really happy again after all they had been through, it was nice to be back home. he spent a lot of his free time driving around, he helped out a lot around town, if anyone needed help with anything they called Ron's dad who then sent Ron on his way. He insisted that everyone called him Ron there since nobody in the navy every called him that, and he wasn't Slider there, he was Ron, the guy who was always so sweet and just wanted to help other people. He was on a first name basis with just about everyone in town, not that he wasn't before but now he was more than just a teenager.

#no one call me an alcoholic I know already #sorry for making ice an asshole in my head all the time but its a part of his character for me #every top gun character is a little bit of an asshole to me #theyre human <3 #guys I may be a little insane about slider #Ron slider kerner #tom iceman kazansky #top gun

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I can count on one hand when snape has lost his cool in canon . in poa when harry saved sirius , in OOTP when sirius vs snape , when harry saw his memories . In hbp when harry called him a coward . And that's about it . While majority of time he is composed , confident and insults people with coolness and sass . The list is too long . Like he has coolly sassed Bellatrix , peter , sirius , harry , Ron , hermione , james , lockhart etc .

I love and deeply appreciate your talent but imo snape's behaviour is reversed in TLE , he is just too angry here to think coherently let alone insult or attempt at sarcasm .

I mean Remus has more sarcasm and wit than he has in canon and i have no complain there as i am a sucker for wity banter and humor , but it feels like injustice to Snape's personality to me .

I’m sorry you feel that way! I emphatically (and amicably) disagree.

I think for me it comes down to the fact that I am not trying to replicate the characters exactly as they were in the books. TLE is a prequel, and thus for all the characters — but especially Snape because he actually survives — this is a story of becoming. They’re not meant to be perfectly reflected versions of who they were in the '90s, but rather versions of themselves that could feasibly grow into the characters we see in canon.

The Snape in canon is a 35ish year old man who has survived a war and had years and years to master his emotions and become a top-notch spy who, as you say, sasses the likes of Bellatrix, not to mention lies to Voldemort's face. The Snape I’m writing in TLE is a 17-year-old boy who has done none of that yet but is raw and bitter and wrathful enough to be convinced joining a fascist hate group is a really swell idea.

To me, the moments you point out when Snape loses his cool in canon are the entire point of his characterization, not an occasional aberration, and these scenes were crucial to me when building his character. Rage is crucial to his character. It’s notable, I think, that almost all of these moments are related to the Marauders/Lily in some way. It’s the moment the mask slips and the wounded teenager comes out.

A few examples, just for fun (emphasis mine).

(This got a little long, but I was distracting myself during some severe weather that was stressing me, so I hope you’ll take this in the spirit of fun discussion, and not anything else. 🙂)

From POA, after Sirius escapes:

“THEY HELPED HIM ESCAPE, I KNOW IT!” Snape howled, pointing at Harry and Hermione. His face was twisted; spit was flying from his mouth. “Calm down, man!” Fudge barked. “You’re talking nonsense!” “YOU DON’T KNOW POTTER!” shrieked Snape. “HE DID IT, I KNOW HE DID IT—!”

“Fellow seems quite unbalanced,” said Fudge, staring after him. “I’d watch out for him if I were you, Dumbledore.” “Oh, he’s not unbalanced,” said Dumbledore quietly. “He’s just suffered a severe disappointment.”

From OOTP after Harry sees his worst memory:

“So,” said Snape, gripping Harry’s arm so tightly Harry’s hand was starting to feel numb. “So…been enjoying yourself, Potter?” “N-no…” said Harry, trying to free his arm. It was scary: Snape’s lips were shaking, his face was white, his teeth were bared. “Amusing man, your father, wasn’t he?” Said Snape, shaking Harry so hard that his glasses slipped down his nose. “I—didn’t—“ Snape threw Harry from him with all his might. Harry fell hard on to the dungeon floor.

From Half-Blood Prince, after Harry calls him a coward:

“DON’T—” screamed Snape, and his face was suddenly demented, inhuman, as though he was in as much pain as the yelping, howling dog stuck in the burning house behind them— “CALL ME COWARD!”

These are all such extreme reactions that, rare as they might be, they definitely suggest an undercurrent of deep rage and, I might add, a pattern of losing control when provoked with certain memories.

And then, of course, there are the flashbacks in which we actually DO get glimpses of young Snape:

“Tuney!” said Lily, surprise and welcome in her voice, but Snape had jumped to his feet. “Who’s spying now?” he shouted. What d’you want?”

(Interesting, I think, that his first instinct is to shout. Petunia hasn't said anything yet.)

There was a crack: A branch over Petunia’s head had fallen. Lily screamed: The branch caught Petunia on the shoulder, and she staggered backward and burst into tears. “Tuney!” But Petunia was running away. Lily rounded on Snape. “Did you make that happen?” “No.” He looked both defiant and scared. “You did!” She was backing away from him. “You did! You hurt her!” “No — no I didn’t!” But the lie did not convince Lily: After one last burning look, she ran from the little thicket, off after her sister, and Snape looked miserable and confused…

Snape’s whole face contorted and he spluttered, “Saved? Saved? You think he was playing the hero? He was saving his neck and his friends’ too! You’re not going to — I won’t let you —“ “Let me? Let me?” Lily’s bright green eyes were slits. Snape backtracked at once. “I didn’t mean — I just won’t want to see you made a fool of — He fancies you, James Potter fancies you!” The words seemed wrenched from him against his will. “And he’s not…everyone thinks…big Quidditch hero—“ Snape’s bitterness and dislike were rendering him incoherent, and Lily’s eyebrows were traveling farther and farther up her forehead.

He opened his mouth, but closed it without speaking. “I can’t pretend anymore. You’ve chosen your way, I’ve chosen mine.” “No—listen, I didn’t mean—“ “—to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?” He struggled on the verge of speech, but with a contemptuous look she turned and climbed back through the portrait hole…

This to me does not read as a composed, confident boy. This is (in my opinion) an extremely angry, troubled boy who is buffeted around by his emotions, who hasn’t yet learned to articulate them fully, let alone control them. Learning to conquer these emotions and be the cool, calm, and collected double-agent-man we see in canon is a big part of his journey, but it's certainly not something he's mastered yet at 17.

.......But, at the end of the day, this is just a fanfic and everyone has different interpretations of these characters. Which is fine and fun! TLE Snape has always been somewhat polarizing, but I'm pretty set in my interpretation of him. I'm looking forward to exploring more of his journey as he grows into book Snape. He's just not there yet. :)

#ch answers #tle2 spoilers #tle2

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do you have any thoughts on luna and harry as a potential couple post-canon? i was reading your post on harry/ginny and i really loved your perspective on it, especially when you said your vision for harry post war was basically just lots and lots of big dogs (i LOVE that mental image and i agree it would be SO good for him!!) but i was wondering if you'd consider luna and harry to be a good match for each other? personally i have a sort of soft spot for the pairing because of how fond harry is of her in canon, and i think if anyone was going to understand and be unfazed by all the difficult trauma responses and long healing process he's going to be dealing with for years after the war, luna seems like a good fit :)

My love for Harry as a character is kind of unusual to me, considering I go pearl-diving for ships when I read things, and I fall in love with dynamics as a conduit to falling in love with characters. That said, I don't really ship him with anybody. I just genuinely adore That Weird Little Dude. Same with Ron; I'm just as pleased to see them with a range of people, because (A) I believe they're good partners and can have great relationships with many people (Ron Weasley get behind me they could never make me hate you Ron Weasley), but also (B) I don't see either of their canon relationships as Definitive. Some characters I ship together because I sincerely believe they are (non-deterministic) soulmates, in that they bring out parts of each other that make them the freshest, happiest, most interesting versions of themselves. With other characters, I'll look at a couple and go: "Huh. Could work!" and smack my giant rubber [APPROVED] stamp on it, then get back to work on my blorbos.

Luna and Harry are one of those couples for me. As I mentioned in that other post, I think Harry's primary requirement in a partner is someone who can treat him normally, i.e. will be generally chill about the Became Wizard Jesus Twice situation. Which is a big ask. Luna is uniquely capable of doing that because Luna is not normal at all, and so treats all things, extraordinary and ordinary both, as uniformly dazzling and delightful. I believe this is why Harry enjoys her so much in their friendship, because he gets to feel valued and treasured without feeling unusual or othered — a hard line to toe, and one even Ron and Hermione occasionally trip up on. He seems to like hanging out with her a great deal, and I think it says something sweet that he asks her to the Slug Club party instead of any of the girls in Gryffindor from his year, whom he'd ostensibly know better.

Luna is a bit of a cipher to me, I admit. We know she's the daughter of an eccentric and probably traumatized single father, raised without a mother; deeply lonely, because of how she's been ostracized for her beliefs and hobbies, and the victim of some degree of bullying for it; and yet full of a passionate, almost effortless wonder and joie de vivre. She's also intensely loving (cf. painting her friends' faces on her bedroom ceiling) and very hard to embarrass. She likes Harry for understandable reasons; they share most of those qualities (Harry's more sensitive to others' opinions, understandably so), and the only point where they diverge is their actual hobbies and interests. Harry seems pretty fond of her nonsense, and I bet she could sell him on crumple-horned snorkacks given some time — maybe if Hermione took a vacation to Switzerland and left them alone together.

In general, what I find sweet about the idea of these two is they're so chill. These are two people whose chief ambition is to hang out, enjoy their hobbies, and see some cool magical shit. Date night is so fucking easy for these two. Plus, Harry is a hothead a lot of the time, and Luna just... vibes. Literally never bothered. Insane levels of not fussed at all times. Very helpful for Harry, who has a bad tendency to bottle up his feelings and then blow up at the first person to sneeze at him. Conversely, I'd hope that Harry would age into the kind of genial, confident dude who would be able to rock up with a function where people were talking shit about Luna and be like :) My wife? You mean my wise and beautiful wife? Surely you are not talking about my wise and beautiful wife. :) instead of doing what he'd do from age 15-17, which is get mad and stomp around sulking. Which, again: teenager. Orphan. Non-stop trauma gauntlet from age 2-18. Excuses are made. But still. Would think it best if Luna's husband were not perhaps so keenly sensitive to gossip, for Luna's sake.

Anyway, these are just some dissembled thoughts. There's also something in there about Harry, boy under the staircase, falling in love with the magical world and ending up the Most Magical person, i.e., the person who took believing in magic to such an extreme that she imagines magic that doesn't exist yet. And Luna ends up with the one person who's inarguably stranger than she is.

#another e.g. for a Definitive couple would be Annabeth and Percy for instance.#like I think Nico and Will are cute but I'm fine if they date other people! I don't *root* for that but I'd be chill and open to it #if Percy and Annabeth break up I'm setting the book on fire and doing a Cursed Child brainwipe. it isn't happening.#they are Definitive. they are narrative complements. they need to kiss for Thematic Purposes (read: pretentious)#greenteacup asks #Harry and Ginny also exist in the rubberstamp box for me #I think Ginny does different things for Harry and has different strengths/faults #sidebar naming their daughter after luna is SO cute and lily luna is the one potterchild I'm okay with the name of #but it also makes me think about harry/luna kids and. you know what. I think it would go better #harry would be like 'perhaps... albus severus' and luna would be like :D great idea! I was Thinking Of Lysander Philodemus Crantor.#and then she would negotiate him down to like. 'katherine' but with a byzantine combination of Y's and E's

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Headcanon : Easy boys reaction to seeing their lady lieutenant for the first time.

Have a good day!!!! :)

AAAAHHH I love this!!! Thank you so much for the request and inspo, I appreciate it a lot! Hope you enjoy and hope you have a great day :):):) <;3

Easy boys reacting to seeing their lady Lieutenant for the first time:

Dick Winters: ok it would not matter what ranking Dick has, at this point he could be major or a lieutenant himself- but he’s still a blushing mess. Omg he’d be so so so so respectful, and would not bat an eyelid at listening to a woman in command. Sometimes he finds his eyes following you a little too much, and immense guilt and a fear of him breaking the rules ensues.

Lewis Nixon: smirks and shrugs it off, he’s so calm about it, but you’re so hot, he knows damn well how some of the men are gonna act like dogs in heat. Not Nix though, even with his cool exterior he knows how to treat a woman. Might forget to call you ma’m sometimes when he gets more friendly with you.

Ron Speirs: in shock. A little worried?? Confident because you seem so sure of yourself? Ron doesn’t know how to feel from first impressions- but one things for sure, he wouldn’t even think for a second about something as small as twitching his lips in reaction. He’s so respectful, would rather watch you from afar before judging you immediately. He’s super mysterious.

Carwood Lipton: super friendly, probably befriends you first out of everybody. He trusts you as long as you trust him and believes the two of you truly will make a good team. Would be your number 1 supporter and in your downtime he finds himself blushing and gazing like a teenager in love.

Babe Heffron: would probably shit himself? Idk just gives the impression that he’d be a nervous wreck.

Bill Guarnere: tells Heffron to shut the hell up as he himself swags his way towards you, before you have to remind him you’re not just some civilian woman, you’re his companies lieutenant. Apologises and probably admires you forever after this for being so bold.

Joe Toye: ok don’t take this the wrong way but I feel like Toye curses when he see’s his lieutenant is a female the first time? Not because he’s got a bad attitude to women, but this is the 1940s, he’s just in pure shock- I think he’d be guilty of not believing you’re as strong as the men at first.

Joe Liebgott: on the outside he acts all cool, tries to act a mixture between smug and shocked that the companies Lieutenant is a ‘chick’. On the inside he’s freaking out internally because goddddd you’re hot. You’d probably over hear him 50 times talking about how hot you are- he thinks he’s so sly as well.

Floyd Talbert: again, guilty of fancying the hell out of you. However, I feel like Floyd would be more respectful? Yes, I know he gets labelled as a womaniser and all, but I think he’d be kinda shy? Maybe worried what you think about him? Idk he’d give off the vibes that he wants you to like him, so the first time you meet him he’s surprisingly quiet.

David Webster: superrrrrr impressed that the lieutenant is a female. If Web was around in the modern day I think he’d be a feminist. Would brag to other men from different companies about you.

Eugene Roe: SHYYYYY, would barely be able to hold eye contact with you. I think Gene’s a lot more tough than we all give him credit for, but around women he’s a little quieter, so especially for his lieutenant who’s got authority over him, he feels a little nervous!

Shifty Powers: if anybody said ANYTHING bad about you Shifty would jump to your defence! Not in a harsh or abrupt way, he’d be very clear, letting people know they shouldn’t undermine your abilities, and reminds them of all your achievements.

Warren Skip Muck: like Lipton would befriend you instantaneously. He’d be so kind and energetic, he probably wouldn’t look at you any different than any of the men in charge- of course he probably has a little crush on you- but he’s one of the first people to go out of his way to befriend you!

Don Malarkey: giggles.

George Luz: giggles even harder- apologises with a boyish smile when you call him out.

Hoobler: this cutie would be so soft:( he’d make conversation with you and I feel like he’d be so innocent and starts telling you about the Luger pistol he wants to find.

Buck Compton: in the early days he’d be a little confused? Of course he’d never say this to your face or to anybody else but he’s wary. After a while he realises how much he can trust you and hates himself for ever having a doubt about you.

Chuck Grant: would probably smirk to himself, cos you’re hot, but he’s too respectful to admit anything out loud so silently admires you and how strong headed you are.

#Band of brothers x reader #Band of brothers #Band of brothers head cannons

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myfavcharacterdidntdrown · 2 months

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Just a microfic I wrote for fun.

What really happened in PoA

It was a normal day at Hogwarts. Everyone was in the Great Hall eating dinner. And… Ron eating like an animal as always.

“Ron. Ugh- I can’t believe you,” Hermione said in disgust.

“What?” Ron said while stuffing some more food in his mouth.

“Do you even-“ Hermione got cut off by a loud bang. The doors were opened. There was a man standing there. A black haired man. He was wearing black and white prison clothes. He was- HE WAS SIRIUS BLACK THAT RECENTLY HAD ESCAPED FROM AZKABAN!

Everyone in the Great Hall gasped in surprise. Harry was so shocked. Why would Sirius Black come to Hogwarts? Maybe to hunt him down or-

The next thing Harry saw was that he was already standing on the Slytherin table, literally standing on the table. He started walking towards the table where the teachers sat.

“DARLING! GUESS WHO’S BACK FROM JAIL!” He yelled looking at Professor Lupin. He seemed kind of… crazy.

The plates and glasses fell down as he walked on the table. The man looked around. “Ugh bloody Slytherins,” He looked at them in pure disgust. “When are Slytherins gonna quit being such prats?” The Slytherins were in pure shock- Everyone was in shock. That bastard was strutting- LITERALLY STRUTTING! How dare he barge into the Great Hall like this after he’d just escaped prison and strut on the table. Everyone looked at each other, trying to figure out what was happening. “Like damn babe I’ve never seen a Slytherin doing something useful,” The man said laughing. The expression on the Slytherin’s faces were priceless. Hah it was hilarious. They looked so offended. He would record this moment if he could to show it to Draco, just to piss him off. “Do at least something useful man,” The man yelled throwing his head back. He walked until he was at the end of the table. He sprung off the table and landed on his feet.

He looked back, Harry and the man made eye contact.

“Oh hey Harry, haven’t seen you in a long time,” He waved at him. Okay, now Harry was fucking confused. What the actual fuck was happening. He looked at the man in confusion. The man turned back and walked towards Professor Lup- PROFESSOR LUPIN?! Did they know each other? Maybe he was talking to Professor Lupin when he entered the Great Hall. He literally called him darling. Fuck, this shit was just too much to process. He didn’t even know what was going on.

The man sat on Professor Lupin’s lap. “Hey Moony, did you miss me? Or should I call you… Professor Lupin?” He put his index finger on Lupins chest. Professor Lupin was kind of shocked. He looked a little confused. The man looked at Professor McGonagall. “Oh hey Minnie, how you doing?” Professor McGonagall had a puzzled and kinda shocked look but then her gaze softened and she smiled at him.

Okay what the fUCK?!

Just as Professor McGonagall was about to respond Sirius turned his head towards Professor Snape. “Snivellus…” He said flatly. Glaring at him. Professor Snape glared back at him. “Black,” he said with a hateful tone. The man looked at Snape like he was about to murder him.

Fuck this! Something in Harry’s brain just short-circuited. He didn’t fucking understand anything. Why did Lupin look at Harry? Was Harry baby Bambi? He had no fucking clue. Fuck.

“Are you kidding me? Not here, Pads,” Lupin shoved the man- Sirius. Right his name is Sirius- off his lap. Sirius looked like a dog that got rejected. Lupin stood up, gave the Professors an apologetic nod and walked towards the doors. Sirius followed him. “Y’all suck. Especially the Slytherins,”

“Except you, Bambi!” He yelled as he walked out.

Everyone was so confused. Harry didn’t know what the hell just happened. The Great Hall was silent for a moment. But then everybody continued eating like nothing had happened. He had so many questions. He needed some time to process this. Harry wouldn’t be able to sleep that night.

#marauders #marauders era #sirius black #wolfstar #remus lupin #remus x sirius #harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasley #draco malfoy #severus snape #minerva mcgonagall #prisoner of azkaban

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yourwalkingdeadmf · 8 months

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Blood red l

This is going to be a carl grimes x reader Smith negans daughter

Y/N'S POV

I was there at the line-up when my dad killed those people how could he do that to those people the people of Alexandra I love my dad but I can't be here with him his gone mad so I have decided to leave I don't where I'd go but anywhere but here

CARL'S POV

Its been 3 days since negan killed Abraham and Glenn it been really hard on the girl especially Maggie all I know is that I will get my revenge on him for what he has done my dad I'd pissed but not as much as me and not only that but ever since I got here eind won't get off my ass don't get me wrong I like Eind but as a friend and she doesn't feel that way she wants to date which is weird because she broke up with Ron for me when I didn't even like her and then ron shot my eye out and now he is dead a she doesn't care but u can't tell her what to feel but I so much shit on my mind I need to go on a run

Carl: dad I'm going to go on a run

Rick: no Carl we were just attached by negan you could get hurt

Carl: dad please I need to empty my mind please

I say as I practically give him puppy dog eyes

Rick: fine but take this

He hands me a walkie-talkie

Rick: contact me if any goes wrong and stay close

Carl : thank you

I get up and grab my stuff and leave

Y/N'S POV

It's time I got my stuff and food but u need to get of here will my dad is to busy fucking one of his wife's yes I said one my dad is an asshole and wants more then one woman to fuck

I walk to the gate in the Sanctuary and climb out through a hole It's not big enough for walkers but it's is for me I'm small I get out and start running but then I a walker comes out of nowhere so I hide because I have no weapons I know stupid but I couldn't get any but then the walkers was killed shit

CARL'S POV

I was walking and I see a girl hide and then a walker I slowly go over there and kill the walker and the point the gun at the girl

Carl: get out of there and put your hand up

The girl nods and gets up

Y/N'S POV

I nod at the boy who told me to get up so I did

Carl: what's your name

Y/n: y/n

Carl: how many walkers have you killed

Y/n: I don't know I don't count

I say as I roll my eyes

Carl: how many people have you killed

Y/n: 1

Carl: why

Y/n: he tried to rape me

I look away

Carl: it's ok some tried to rape me too

I look at him

Carl: Carl my name is Carl

He puts out his hand for me to grab so I do

Carl: do you have a group

I nod yes

Y/n: but there bad people and im not I hate that they hurt innocent people

Carl: your from the Saviors

I nod

Carl: I remember seeing you at the line-up

Y/n: I'm so sorry for what happened

Carl: it's not your fault come with me ill take you to Alexandra

I decided not the say anything about negan being my dad just yet

We Start to walk to Alexandra

TIME SIKP CUZ IM LAZY LMAO

AT ALEXANDRA

CARL'S POV

I take y/n in to Alexandra

We walk in to my house

Carl: dad!

I yell and y/n jump a little

Carl: sorry

I say to her and she said it's ok

Carl: dad

I yell one more time

Rick: what is it Carl

Rick walks in and stop in his tracks

Rick: Carl who is this

Carl: this is y/n she comes from the sanctuary yes as in negan but she runaway from them I ask her the normal questions so can she stay

Rick: let me talk to her alone

I nod and start to walk away but y/n grabs my arm

RICK'S POV

Carl nod and starts to walk away but then the girl grab his arms and hugs it

Rick: it's ok I'm not going to hurt you

Y/n: can he stay please ill answer and tell you everything you need to know

I nod

Rick: how many walkers have you killed

Y/n: I don't know

Rick: how many people I you killed

Y/n: one

Rick: why

Y/n: he tried to

Rick: oh hey is ok you don't have to say the word I know what you mean and you can stay but you'll have to sat in this house and in Carl's room ok

The girl nods and yawns

Rick: Carl take her to your room so she can sleep

Instead on letting her walk Carl pick her up bridal style I cab tell he already like her and I'll have my main group come over later to meet her I guess she is one of us now

#carl grimes x y/n #twd fanfiction #carl grimes smut #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes

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tubborucho · 4 months

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Oh, dear ✨, what can I say…

First of all, don’t think Bad is capable of not being homoerotic with people.

Overall, there’s not really a single point where it started. I would say the first homoerotic moment was when Tubbo confronted Bad about kidnapping a worker and Bad went ‘Has anyone ever told you that you are too smart for your own good?’.

But I think it properly started going during Purgatory. The inherit homoerotism of a leader and his second in command. Especially adding all the dog metaphors and analogies. Bad calling Tubbo ‘My Captain’ before Purgatory 2. Tubbo calling ValleyBoyHalo ‘hot’. The switch during the @v@ arc, where Tubbo took the dog role and Bad took the leash.

For me personally though, it’s all about how they keep being each other’s mirrors and parallels. I actually don’t think there’s a single character for both of them who would follow their footsteps that closely and whose footsteps would they follow. First the mirror of Bad & Ron and Tubbo & Fred storyline happening at the same time. Then everything about Purgatory and how it lead to the dog on the leash thing happening and then flipping. The way both of them are on top of the list of the people who would kill and die and sacrifice everything for any Egg. None of them trust anyone fully (Tubbo said he trusts Phil 100%, but it’s definitely not true. Same to him saying that about Pac). Both feeling that others care about them only than they need something/being useful. Bad actively harming himself when Dapper is gone -> Tubbo harming himself while he thinks Fred is dead -> Bad harming himself after @v@ arc. And that’s only part of it, I am sure I can think of more if I try.

They will never happen in canon. But MY GOD there’s so much storytelling potential with those two.

#liss writes posts #tubhalo #liss answers asks

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author's note: chapter 10: reared & chapter 11: hatched 🐣🎇

thank you for reading chapters 10 and 11 of beasts (and especially for being patient with the bumper doubled up author's note). this time, ginny has a bad new year's eve (attends the world's most triggering party, slops booze down her old love rival, loses to her boyfriend at butterbeer pong) and then an even worse new year's day, featuring boggarts, the hangover from hell, the inevitable consequences of her own actions, and cormac mclaggen. nightmare. if you slog through all this you'll get a sneak peek of chapter 12 so that's my ploy to try and get you to endure my takes on liberal subjecthood and girlhood again. shameless! alright - let's do this.

✨ spoilers for this chapter below the cut ✨

writing notes and headcanons:

parties: i almost called chapter ten party animals. you can be glad that i didn’t. but wow writing parties is hard! you have to keep track on like 30 different attendees! it ends up like choreographing a musical number. and then i had to come up with costumes for all of them AND fun drinks names. nightmare. never again. i only did it to make all the memes

haunted house: ‘they have a house party then ginny gets trapped in the house with both her ex boyfriends, her boyfriend’s ex and also cormac mclaggen’ was a chapter concept i mentally wrote back in february lol. it’s too delicious. i wanted the teenageness of it - the sloppy lazy hangover vibe the day after a house party, but added all these layers of fear and the waiting game with all the left-behind characters. the garden as relief was important, but also the wild overgrownness of it, unmanageable untamed. i have lived in flats in the kinds of london townhouses grimmauld is based on and they very often have these big scooped out brick walled gardens below street level that are just so atmospheric and oasis like but also usually kind of a mess and overgrown. so count this as a love letter to a london garden

ginny and sirius: in these two chapters, the flashbacks are entirely ginny’s memories of sirius black - specifically, of teenage ginny’s attempts to connect with this veteran, someone she canonically cares for and admires, who i think would be something of a god in her eyes, partly because he’s hot/cool/can turn into a dog (slay) but mostly for his enormous self-sacrifice and martyrdom for his friends and for the cause, even before his actual death. i’ve talked about the canon parallels between these two characters in the first of a two part meta here, which lays out my thinking behind sirius and ginny’s relationship as rendered here (ie. sirius would quite like ginny, perhaps see shades of james in her - hence the snitch - but she would always care more about him, and about impressing him, than he ever would about her). one of the most important lines of sirius’ in canon for me is the one he yells at the weasley children the night their father is attacked: they (understandably) just want to go and see their dad, but sirius, as kindly but as firmly as he can, tells them that this is both naive and also counter to what the order of the phoenix exists to do: a resistance organisation that is all about self-sacrifice for the greater good (“This is how it is — this is why you’re not in the Order — you don’t understand — there are things worth dying for!”) through sirius, we learn, ginny began to form a set of ideas about some very important things for her: about how to survive, how to preserve a mind, and about what it means to fight, especially when being held back and deliberately kept out of the fight. all pretty formative in ginny weasley’s book, i’d say. i wanted ginny’s memories of sirius to be very triggered by place, trapped back in this very claustrophobic, very sensorily dense and evocative house. i knew i wanted moments where we have ginny actively drift off into reminiscences in the present timeline (getting caught drifting off fleabag style by ron before the party) or seek out spaces to remember (going into walburga’s bedroom). where previously the flashbacks have been less active and less visible acts of ginny remembering, more standalone cutaways than examples of a character actively going into a memory, it was important to me to start to show memories becoming much more like intrusive thoughts ginny can’t push away as her defensive coping mechanisms come under increasing assault.

animagi: one of the big things ginny first badgers sirius about is how to become an animagus. ginny’s interest in becoming an animagus does, at first, come from a place of childlike awe (especially from an animal lover). but, as ginny eventually hints to sirius, it’s also a reflection of young ginny becoming very interested in possible survival strategies to get out of facing awful memories she’d rather not think about every time a dementor comes to town. she sees sirius becoming the dog as an escape both from literal prison and from the prison of the mind. sirius suggests it’s not quite as simple as that. we’ll be returning to these ruminations in due course….

traitors: as @ashesandhackles’ gift of a question suggests, one of the big themes at work in these chapters, particularly chapter 11, is betrayal and - particularly - the figure of the traitor. as ashes points out, we see a whole lot of traitors mentioned to varying extents (from canon: pettigrew, percy, regulus, sirius himself, marietta, mundungus, kreacher, xenophilius, snape, andromeda…). in c.10 these themes are more dormant, little passing asides (the banality of evil, lol, and geri halliwell betraying the spice girls aka the worst act of treachery in 90s britain). but in c.11, we see the memory of past traitors and the prospect of future ones come to bear: the DA’s interrogation and fear that dean might not be all that he seems, and then rabastan lestrange getting killed by his own brother for, as harry suggests in his analysis of rabastan’s murder, betraying a set of ideas and a worldview that pre-existed voldemort and now survives him. so far in the fic, we’ve seen ginny reflect on questions of the soul as an inherently moral entity, its existence imbuing all who have a soul with the capacity for good, if not compelling them to always do it. here, i wanted to start introducing questions of where the choice to do bad comes from, the big nature vs. nurture, question, because i think this question would not just interest ginny given her own set of experiences (and you can speculate what those might be, because we will be returning to them!), but also because it speaks to a broader set of themes and questions that beasts is trying to expand upon that thread through canon. i don’t want to spoil too much for a future plot point, but needless to say this is a fic that tries to ask questions about selfhood, people’s nature, about motivation, intent, and choices, about childhoods and why people grow up to be who they are and make the choices they make – and also about wizards’ claim of superiority over all other magical beings because they have a monopoly on morality, on conscience, on justice, and therefore, as the most rational, civilised, self-governing political subjects, have the right to make and enforce law over other magical species. the existence of the traitor, for these characters who made moral choices to resist during a war fought over right and wrong, is a fascinating litmus test for any society grappling with the enforcement of justice, what it means to try to do good, and the circumstances under which people choose not to do good - as kingsley’s speech at the end of c.11 suggests, what it is in a person’s development that might lead them in one moral direction or another. “is this who we are?” kingsley asks, and the answer really might be: yes, actually.

the girls’ getting dressed: a) it’s literally always the best bit of any party and b) yes it’s important that hermione granger not just looked hot but wanted to, and that her and ginny had the first meaningful conversation they’ve had with each other while they’re pulling on hoe fits and doing sleakeazy treatments. female friendship arc engaged. also nymphadora tonks just definitely had hot cool 90s clubbing fits don’t know what to tell you (recs below)

the DA: what was fun about writing the party, though, was getting to try and show ginny among her fellow soldiers, and, especially, harry getting to see it. we know that canon ginny is popular and well liked by her classmates pre the war, but the experience of the DA under the carrows (as future flashbacks will show…) would be an intense bonding experience for many, and, i think, of the three leaders (neville, luna, ginny), it would be ginny that would become perhaps the most important emotionally to her fellow soldiers on the basis of her personality, compassion and empathy. in these chapters, you see those who *were* at hogwarts during the war have their guard up, exercise stiff safety procedures, and those that *weren’t* - especially harry - start to clock how much the war changed the DA from duelling fight club to a resistance organisation with military capabilities and procedures. what this means for hinny, of course, is harry, knowing that ginny is keeping things from him, starting to put together that that persecution and torture neville spoke breezily about in the hog’s head tunnel that time might actually have been, er, real, and that ginny might have had her own direct experiences of it that she hasn’t shared with him…

the slytherins: @titaniasthings sent me this ask ages ago about slytherins and i very rudely banked the ask to talk about another day. and i'm not even going to answer it now! i am hugely sorry about that, but i will answer it in due course, so this is me publicly apologising and basically promising to get back to this question, because i think it’s both very interesting and also one of the weakest points of canon that fanfiction can help right in really interesting and productive ways. for now, let me just say theo nott and daphne greengrass’ presence at the party is me flagging that i DO think there are ways that slytherins would have engaged with the DA and with resistance during the war, for lots of different motivations, and look forward to developing this further as this lovely little inquiry gets underway…

deamus: is this deamus or is it dean/rio ferdinand (unrequited)? who’s to say

cormac mclaggen: yes everyone is under attack from a renegade bunch of vigilante wannabe death eaters but you should never let that stop you from going to pound town

cho and ginny: me, posting a sneak peek that looked like it was ginny dialogue but it was actually from cho… 😈

i’ve talked a bit about my thoughts on cho and ginny’s relationship elsewhere, and had this scene written for ages, because i a) think it’s funny when surprising characters call the protagonist out on their shit and impart the most useful wisdom (michael and cho have both played this part so far lol) and b) i wanted ginny’s insecurities about cho, which are understandable but come from a place of teenage rivalry and are quite juvenile, to have to give way to something more mature between them, as part of a coming of age growing up arc. in c 10 we get their petty interactions, judging each other for their outfits, clearly frosty, but in c 11, we see ginny and cho accidentally have probably the most important conversation ginny's had with anyone in ages. ginny has to face up to the fact that since 1995, cho chang has grieved and lived with a reality that ginny fears enormously - the death of the boy she loves - and also all the repercussions that came with it, including the impact of it on her own quidditch ambitions. the cho we see has done a lot of work on her own grief and now has a remarkably healthy reflection on what it is to grow up and to both forgive yourself and release yourself from dreams you had as a child, while also recognising it’s ok to mourn the future you hoped you’d have when life gets in the way. for hinny purposes, i also wanted the memory of cho’s distress and harry’s inability to handle it to resurface before the hinny fight, because i think cho’s weepiness and attempt to ask harry for emotional support would be pretty influential on ginny’s decision to try to avoid doing that at all costs. (ashes also pulled out my agenda behind the cho changing in front of ginny moment: “the difference of Cho's comfort with changing in front of people i.e women vs Ginny - it shows how differently each have built friendships and at what stage in their lives”. cho chang had close female friends before ginny or hermione really ever did and it shows!

rodolphus lestrange: ‘a huge day for rodolphus nation’ - aka just @saintsenara. i have never bought the idea that rodolphus is pure flop and bellatrix is the instigator in their marriage for them joining the death eaters - my personal take is that the lestranges are the gateway for the black sisters being drawn into the orbit of death eaterdom, and am especially a fan of a big age gap between bellatrix and rodolphus, meaning that rodolphus was in the first wave of death eaters/voldemort’s school gang or at the very least an early follower, and that that’s how bellatrix gets drawn from low key pureblood supremacist politics of the black family into the paramilitary activities of the death eaters. i *like* the idea of death eaters who aren’t just thugs for hire but have a real political worldview and a programme that they will continue to pursue after voldemort’s death, and am excited to explore that in the fic (and what it means for plans for postwar reform and societal rebuilding). slay from roddy, basically

ginny’s boggart: thank you to this lovely anon both for the regulus-ginny parallels note and also for asking about ginny's boggart! i am however going to be an arsehole and stay zipped lip on this one for now (we will find out i swear), but just for now to say: i wanted the boggart to both add atmosphere and a lovely sense of oppressive dread (hiding in a broken clock, a forever waiting game), but also ginny’s inability to bring herself to draw it out and face it to be a sign of her struggling to force herself to process dark memories that are proving stubbornly haunting…

the hinny fight: you all have had the patience of saints waiting for this scene fr. pls know this fight took me absolutely bloody ages to write lmao. fights are hard when you want people to be flawed but neither person really be in the wrong! here we have ginny, finally letting out seven years of resentment at being left out, patronised, and over-protected: harry, calling her on the fact that she’s clearly trying to protect him from things that really bothering her, letting her know how hurt he is that she’s excluded him from her ongoing ordeal - but also, in getting her to finally tell the truth, having to face up to the thing he hasn’t wanted to face up to, the possibility of ginny’s enormous sufferings during the war that he literally broke up with her, naively, to try to avoid. it’s a long scene – 4k words lol - but i really wanted the fight to have distinct stages, a crescendo, a cooling off period, building ultimately to a quiet moment of confession from both characters. harry finally says out loud what ginny has become to him, his fears about what happened to sirius happening to her, how lost he feels in a world where he is no longer the chosen one, and the hopes he has for him and ginny as a little family around which he wants to build a future amid uncertainty about literally everything else. ginny finally admits what it is in her past that has shaped how much she is prepared to trust and confess to another person about her fears. and so we leave them having finally aired out things that needed to be said, but lacking direction about how to resolve them. they’ve got work to do, baby (and i’m super excited to share how they’re going to do it). will be posting part 2 of the sirius and ginny meta v soon, which discusses in more depth how the memory of sirius, and especially of his death, influences harry’s ideas about familial love and especially his overprotectiveness when it comes to ginny. stay tuned for that. it’ll be real sad, sorry!

harry left holding all of his eggcups once ginny’s gone back to school:

songs from the playlist for these chapters:

i would personally like to take this opportunity to call out ginny weasley for having such a sad adolescence that i had to write about it and listen to phoebe bridgers the entire time and therefore fuck up my spotify wrapped. that is all

the songs for chapter ten (party party party) are wall to wall bangers. two tribes, with siren, right before the auror alarms go off! yesssss. also slow show is the most romantic song ever written about a party and a person’s dick (‘standing at the punch table swallowing punch’, ‘you know i dreamed about you/i missed you for 29 years/before i saw you):

playing around before the party starts by childish gambino | i predict a riot by the kaiser chiefs | paint it black by the rolling stones | two tribes - we don’t want to die version by frankie goes to hollywood | slow show by the national

the songs for chapter eleven are much more subdued, quiet (hangover-proof), songs for a waiting game. the mitski song is this chapter's manifesto and also is the harry-sirius-ginny arc anthem, i will not be persuaded otherwise (you're an angel, i'm a dog/or you're a dog and i'm your man/you believe me like a god/i'll destroy you like I am). i wanted duets, too, especially men and women duetting together, to echo the conversations that happen across both of these chapters (between sirius and ginny, dean and ginny, and then harry and ginny). and had to have auld lang syne cos it’s bloody new year for GOD’s sake:

ps. the new beyonce song could easily be harry to the DA at the end of chapter 11. get the fuck out of my house!!!

reading list:

on tonks being a hot girl with party streak and a wardrobe that is major:

Leather by @saintsenara/asenora (self-rec! embarrassing!) dead ends by whinlatter

on dean and his mum:

Lifelike by @evesaintyves

on sirius and grimmauld place:

Toys in the Attic by @ashesandhackles and thecat_iswriting Lux Aurumque by @saintsenara/asenora

on peter pettigrew:

All I ever wanted was a life in your shape by saptashati

on cho chang:

overemotional: in defense of cho chang by dirgewithoutmusic

plus the smallest of sneak peeks of chapter 12, coming in january...

They're different, his letters. She knew they would be, though it doesn't make it hurt any less.

#beasts #author's note #all i do in these author's notes is say: wait and see #because i am: annoying!#sorry for the sneak peek i know you said you wanted COMFORT but i'm afraid i only heard HURT #hinny #sirius black #cho chang #peter pettigrew #wizarding politics #meta #hp meta #analysis #ginny weasley

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