#george and adam are SNITCHES
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I rlly like the idea of it being blurted out during a fight, or one of the boys accidentally telling her/her hearing it from them!!
idk which of these scenarios I'm writing actually happened, but it's so fun to think of different options that I'm just gonna keep doing different ones lol
im already working on an ask about the fighting one so, I'm gonna talk ab one of the boys accidentally telling you bc I think that's so funny (and on brand)
so I think you're coming to the studio with cookies that you baked the boys, you know they've been working so hard on the album and you wanted to get them a little pick me up.
security at dirty hit know you now, you've been there loads visiting matty and picking him up so they all just say, "hi miss y/n, visiting our boys?" And you're like "ah you all know me too well, but don't worry, I brought something for you too!" and I think you whip out some banana bread, and they are all over the moon. one of them let's you up, and then runs off to make a cup of tea to enjoy with his banana bread lol
you knock tentatively on the door and hear a booming voice say, "Come in," so you stroll in to see George and Adam sitting on the sofa on their phones.
"Hi sweetheart!" comes from George, and soon enough, both of them are up giving you a hug, "what are you doing here? matty didn't mention you were coming today?"
"Oh, I didn't tell him, I baked you all some cookies and decided to surprise him!" You smile and pull the cookies out of your bag and are immediately tackled into another hug by George.
"mattys out getting lunch right now, but you are more than welcome to stay and have a cup of tea," Adam says, smiling gratefully at you before tucking into a cookie.
it's at this point when Ross walks I'm, "y/n! Nice to see you, love!" he walks around to you and pulls you in for a hug, and you smile at all of their kindness. Being accepted so quickly by all of them was amazing.
"Hi!! just here to bring cookies and see matty whenever he gets back. " Before you can finish, Ross has pulled away with an excited gasp and is looking around for the cookies.
adam laughs and passes him the box. He immediately grabs one and bites in, moaning dramatically at how good the cookie is and passing the box back to you.
"Oh no wonder, matty is in love with you. with these cookies, how could he not be?" he says with his mouth full, blissfully unaware of the bomb he dropped.
the room is silent aside from Ross' happy crunching and before long that stops too, after George thumps him on the arm.
"Dude! ow! why would you do that? " Ross whines, and both Adam and George stare at him like he's grown 3 heads. meanwhile, you're standing there holding the box of cookies like 👁👄👁
ross, George and Adam share looks for a good 10 seconds before Ross drops the remainder of his cookie dramatically and simply says, "Oh shit."
another few seconds of silence come before a jumbled mess of apologies from all 3 men, "y/n just ignore him. you know how much he loves baked things and -" "Yeah, just don't tell matty -" "IM SO SORRY. SO SO SORRY. OHMYGOD DONT TELL MATTY"
and of course, what better time for matty to walk in with 3 bags of Chinese food like, "Don't tell matty what?"
you all spin around like you've been caught in a crime, Ross even shoots his hands up instinctively. and matty shifts his eyes between the 4 of you before snapping back to you, seemingly only just realising who the 4th body in the room is.
"darling! what are you doing here, hi!" matty says, placing down the food and wrapping you up in a hug. you say frozen with the box of cookies in your hands, and matty awkwardly hugs you around it and pulls back questioningly.
"Baby, are you okay?" But before he really checks in, his eyes shift down, and he says,"Oh cookies! thank you!!"
Whilst he was quickly distracted by the cookies, he was also quickly brought back at your wide-eyed expression.
"y/n..." he says before turning around to see all 3 of his friends avoiding eye contact and "acting casual" (acting extremely suspicious)
"Why are you all acting like you've killed someone? what happened?" he asks, and before Ross can stutter out an explanation, George and Adam so helpfully butt their way in.
"ROSS TOLD Y/N YOU LOVE HER," the pair says in unison, matty makes an audible choking noise before very slowly turning to meet Ross' eyes. which were currently scanning the room for an escape route.
you place your hand on mattys shoulder, pulling him out of his shock and bringing him back to whatever the fuck was happening.
you don't say a word. Simply grab his hand and drag him to the kitchen. as he leaves, he sends the boys a scathing look, and they all have the good grace to look sheepish, especially Ross.
you lean on the counter, and matty takes a seat at the small chair in the kitchen. Silence resumes until matty tentatively says "soooo, how's work?"
you give him an incredulous look and he promptly shuts the fuck up. you move slowly and sit in the chair across from matty, he reaches over the table and grabs your hands. rubbing his thumb along the back of them soothingly.
you finally muster up the strength to talk-
"you love me"
"yes"
"...are you sure??"
matty has to stifle a small laugh before responding, "I am 100% sure my love"
"...oh" you knew, because of course you knew. but knowing it and hearing it? 2 very different things.
matty is so fucking nervous at your response and just asks, "and how do you feel about that?" because he wants to be patient and kind but he can also feel his heart in his throat right now.
"obviously I love you too, but I just wasn't expecting to hear it from Ross. and I had like a plan of when I was gonna tell you because I didn't wanna scare you off. and I know you have to think about Annie, and it's so complicated being her teacher and-"
matty stands up, pulls you up too, and calms you as he pulls you into a hug, "shh sweetheart, it's okay. You don't need to freak out." he says as his hand rubs up and down you back, trying to regulate your breathing.
"But you love me?????" You pull back and look at him like he's just said the stupidest thing ever.
"yes I love you, but you've just said you love me too so I'm really not too worried" he laughs lightly at your reaction, you had clearly not realised what you had said in your anxious ramble.
"Oh... well, of course I love you... how could I not? you're the love of my life, " you say softly, and matty feels his heart move from his throat back into his chest, and soon it starts to beat again .
"So it's easy then, right? nothing is complicated. You are the love of my life, and I'm the love of yours. See? simple."
you smile still wrapped up in his arms and respond by saying, "simple"
more blurbs for this au here!!
#idk how i feel about my writing of this one but i stand by the concept#thats how i feel about everything i write actually#but anyway this is me inserting my baking hobby in this au bc im delusional#george and adam are SNITCHES#love em tho#anon!#teacher au!#matty healy fanfic
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request time 👀
george teaching reader how to smoke a joint for the first time, at the same time she’s matty’s little sister so is a secret relationship. I love a bit of drama
first time
some amazing blogs on here, @ughgoaway and @shinycollarboneapologist have already done the brother's best friend trope so i really urge you to go check out their fics as well. in the meantime... have fun 🤭💕
warning: weed obv and that's it i guess.
oh, btw... this is who you are thinking about. this is who this fic is about <33 (both gifs by @pleasedontbenaked i genuinely fucking hope the credit thing works 😭)
“andrew? really?” george stands at the bottom of the stairs looking down at her, one perfect eyebrow raised high. “you went to that twat for weed?”
oh.
her eyes widen at the mention of the w word. george is a fucking idiot—she knew that obviously, all her brother’s friends are idiots—but she didn’t know he would be stupid enough to just blurt it out in the house with her parents within earshot.
involuntarily she moves, slapping her hand on his mouth and harshly tugging on his wrist. “shut up! not here!”
george does nothing but raise the other eyebrow while slowly lowering his gaze to her hand. it’s on his mouth. touching his lips. mortifyingly enough, she comes to that realisation a second after he does and yanks her hand away as if he’s burned it.
george smirks. because what else do insufferable 20 year old boys do? but he lets her tug him to her bedroom and slam the door shut.
“yes. andrew.” she glares at him once she’s sure there’s no one eavesdropping. “are you gonna tell matty?”
because he would tell her brother as if she were a child. she’s 18, has been an adult for 2 months now but of course, to george (and ross and adam) she will always be their best friend’s little sister. the thought stings a bit when she looks up at george who’s cavalierly leaning against her door.
his arms are crossed in front of his chest, biceps and colourful tattoos on full display because of the tank top he’s wearing. she would never admit to this out loud, but she has certainly looked at the tattoos (and the arms) on more than one more occasion.
still the fact remains. george is insufferable—just like his little all-knowing smirk.
“now why would i snitch?” he drawls out and then pushes himself off the door. something has piqued his interest. “what do you want it for?”
she can’t help the snark and sass that rises up within her at that. “for a science experiment. what do you think i want it for?”
george rolls his eyes. “okay, smartarse. maybe i should go tell—”
she tugs on his arm a second time to stop him, effectively stopping him mid-sentence. like an idiot, she’s taken the bait.
george laughs when she groans into her hands. it’s a deep and rich sound; one that skitters down her spine… no! stop. focus.
“if you simply must know…” she glares, “my friends and i are trying it for the first time. at a sleepover. they asked if i could get some since, you know, matty’s practically a stoner at this point. but he’s also a little shit.” then she raises her chin primly, “i would never buy from him.”
“and so you went to andrew…”
“and so i went to andrew.”
george snickers. “you know he keeps his little baggies in his pants, right? like literally in his pants?”
she, in fact, did not know that. and judging by some more snickering, she can tell her face has turned a nasty shade of green. brief as it may have been, she absolutely did touch the little baggie andrew had discretely shoved into her hands. and now she needs to immediately dunk herself into a vat of sanitizer.
george seems to have taken pity on her, though, because his features soften and the smirk turns into a small smile.
“so you’re all planning to get high together for the first time?”
is this an attempt at small talk? why would he even try? still, if he’s trying to be civil, she can respond in kind.
“...yes. for the first time.”
“do you even know what to expect?”
that makes her roll her eyes. it might be her first time, sure, but she’s not fully oblivious. “i have seen all of you blitzed out of your mind, george. i think i know what to expect.”
“so you don’t actually know what you’re doing.”
she's about to protest but he's already on the move. she watches with her mouth agape as george saunters towards her bed, examining all her little trinkets on the way. he runs his hands on the books on her bedside table, on the cds she neatly keeps on her shelves. there are posters on her walls—bowie, queen, the rolling stones, among others. then there are photos with her friends and her parents, another one where matty is 15 and she’s 12, in pigtails and grinning at the camera while matty does his edgy, angsty teenager grimace.
there’s also a polaroid she took of the band rehearsing. matty looks like he’s in the middle of tuning his guitar. adam is looking off-camera and ross is texting on his phone. but george…george is sitting against the wall. arms behind his head and drumsticks still in his hands. his jaw is slightly tilted up, jawline sharp enough to cut. he looks like he’s trying to figure something out while the rest of them goof around.
she remembers that day so clearly; remembers how excited matty was to show her a song they’d been working on. she remembers george smiling at her when she complimented the song.
george throws himself onto her bed, yanking her out of her thoughts.
“sit,” he motions at a spot next to him as if this weren’t her room and her bed.
“what…”
“i said, sit,” he repeats, “i’m not going to let you walk into the unknown with your idiot friends.”
several questions rise up, along with indignation at him for calling her friends idiots. she’s about to ask them all in one breath but he shuts her up with one look and takes his wallet out.
oh no… oh no no no.
“absolutely fucking not!” it almost comes out as a shout but she manages to turn it into a whisper at the last minute. “are you insane, george? my brother is literally in his bedroom!”
“relax, darling,” he drawls out as if none of this is concerning to him. and continues taking out a bit of rolling paper and a baggie of weed from his wallet. “your brother thinks i’ve gone home.”
this is somehow even more concerning information. what happens when matty hears them and barges into her room to check—it’s not like he knows the concept of knocking anyway.
also he’s just called her darling…
“but—”
“you’re overthinking,” he interrupts. “focus now. i’m teaching you how to roll a joint.”
times like these, she wishes she could simply whack him on the head, preferably with one of her hardcovers. but the rolling paper in front of her is intriguing, to say the least. and as much as she wants to be annoyed, she knows she can at least trust him to guide her through her first time.
“if you get me in trouble, george, i swear…”
“i won’t,” he places a hand on his chest and looks at her intently, “i promise.”
gingerly, tentatively, she sits in front of him; legs crossed and eyes firmly on the things in front of her.
“now this is what you want to do…” he picks up the paper and curves it slightly between his fingers. his forehead is creased in concentration, lips parted slightly while he continues to talk about the joint. her focus, however, has already wandered.
his fingers are deftly working away—adding in a good amount of weed and putting the tip in. her eyes wander over his hands—knuckles in the process of healing still like they always are. she used to think he got into a lot of fights until she found out that they were a result of the drumming. and then she couldn’t stop thinking about him, sweaty and tank top clinging to him…maybe even shirtless…as he worked on the latest song.
god she was a fucking cliche for thinking about her brother’s best friend like this. utterly basic and unoriginal.
george snaps his fingers in front of her face.
“where d’you wander off to?”
“um–ah…what? sorry,” she mumbles quickly and averts her gaze to where he’s half-sprawled on her bed. long, graceful limbs and all.
“focus, darling,” he chastises in a stern voice and the neurons in her brain instantly misfire. “now look.”
he picks up the paper with the weed in it and expertly rolls it while leaving some space at the end, twists the top and then as if it’s nothing, he licks the end—slow and deliberate and keeping his eyes on her—before finally sticking it shut.
if the neurons had misfired before, they have completely shut down now. she doesn’t even register it when she swallows roughly, eyes wide and trained on his mouth which slowly curls into a smirk once again.
“like what you see?” he asks and then cheekily adds, “the joint, i mean. it’s pretty perfect, isn’t it?”
“mm-hmm”
“should we smoke it?”
“uhh…” her voice is barely even a whisper, thoughts hardly coherent. he wants to smoke it with her? “now?”
“no time like the present.” then he sits up properly. “wait, have you at least smoked a fag before?”
she nods mutely and clears her throat, “once.”
“ooohhh. thought you were a good girl, healy…”
she blushes deeply then; absolutely unable to meet his eyes after that. heat spreads over her face and fuck it...but there’s no coming back from this now. god, he’s going to know about her embarrassing teenage crush and he’s going to tell matty about it and matty will not let her live it down.
she almost wants to cry out but he’s not done torturing her. because a second later he takes his lighter out and holds it under the joint.
“want to shotgun first?”
“um…uh…”
speak, you fucking idiot, her brain screams at her but unfortunately, it does not seem connected to her mouth at the moment. he’s going to know that she’s short-circuiting. he’s going to know how flustered he makes her.
fuck fuck fuck
“unless you don’t want—”
“yes,” she interrupts quickly. because the thought of not doing it is so much worse than shotgunning george.
“come closer, then. and open your mouth.”
he curves his palm around the flame to stop it from going out; joint resting lazily between his lips before he hollows his cheeks and takes a drag of it. the smoke rests in his mouth for a second or two before he leans forward; almost as if he’s about to kiss her.
the blood in her veins flows at the speed of light, her heart is thumping so fast that it’s a surprise he hasn’t heard it yet. he’s so close… he’s never been this close before. she’s never seen the exact colour of his eyes this clearly before or felt his hair tickle her face.
then he parts his lips and blows out the smoke in her mouth. a long exhale and a sharp intake of breath from her. his gaze dips to her lips before returning to her eyes. she imagines she’s done the same because a moment later his eyes are back on her mouth.
the smoke spreads through her body, warm and earthy, and slowly makes its way to her head. there’s a brief flash of panic and hesitation but she pushes it away.
then she leans closer.
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(yes i'm ending it there for evil reasons)
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I FOUND A POORLY WRITTEN FOUNDING FATHERS FANFIC MY FRIEND AND I MADE IN MIDDLE SCHOOL- I'm haunted oh my god
So here's what I found on the Google doc 🤭
john adams - hes really popular and has a girlfriend and flirts a lot, but also everyone wants to impress him and hes really good at academics. also kina the peacemaker
james madison - hes a snitch and favorites people, but hes always complaining, lies a lot, wants things his way and hes like GUYS IM JAMES M
thomas jefferson - wants to control how things are done, criticizes people, judgemental, is barely friends with hamilton, but always does stuff for madison, obsessed with being unique
george washington - just wants to have no drama, pretty normal, but cant express emotion so everyones like confused if hes happy or sad. also his mom probably raised him on all healthy no screens stuff
ben franklin - talks too much, annoys people, but is a good person deep down, social
alex hamilton - kinda energetic and immature, is really smart tho and brags a LOT, likes to learn
samuel adams - protests all of the time, love hate relationship with his cousin john adams. hes always trying to like make petitions and take over the school and stuff but it wont work, also hes like obsessed with home economics for some reason
james monroe - really social and has lots of friends, but the teachers hate him bc hes a troublemaker. also hes kind of a bully, he breaks the rules a lot
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Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire | JK Rowling | Published 2000 | *SPOILERS*
It is the summer holidays and soon Harry Potter will be starting his fourth year at Hogwarts. Harry is counting the days: there are new spells to be learnt, more Quidditch to be played, and Hogwarts castle to continue exploring. But Harry needs to be careful - there are unexpected dangers lurking...
Harry is invited to attend the Quidditch World Cup with the Weasley's. Together, he, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George, Percy, Bill and Charlie, the two oldest Weasley boys, and Mr. Weasley, head for a field with the Diggory's, Amos and Cedric.
Cedric is two years ahead of the rest of the group at Hogwarts, in the same year as Fred and George. Popular and handsome, he is quite friendly with everyone, despite previously having bad blood with the Gryffindor's after he beat them during a game of Quidditch the year before. Despite this, the ragtag group travel by Portkey to the event, where they erect magical tents and begin their festivities.
During the game, which is being played by the Quidditch teams for Ireland and Bulgaria, Harry is privvy to Quidditch facts that he didn't know otherwise. When Bulgaria's best player, seeker Viktor Krum, gets the snitch but was still 10 points behind Ireland, Ireland is able to take home the cup. Harry, Hermione and the Weasley's spend the rest of the evening celebrating Ireland's win and head off to bed, but are woken around 3:00am to screams and fires erupting.
Strange cloaked and masked individuals are wreaking havoc on the campers, and they attempt to flee, while the older Weasley's go to help where they can. Harry, Ron and Hermione become separated from Fred, George and Ginny, and they are met with the Dark Mark being set off above them by an unknown person in the woods. The Mark was meant to instill fear in those attending the event, as the Mark was Voldemort's during his reign of terror.
They are questioned by members of the Ministry, but the alleged individual who set the mark off was none other than Barty Crouch, a prominent member of the Ministry of Magic, house-elf named Winky. She is let go by Mr. Crouch and everyone returns back to the Burrow the following morning.
Soon enough, the group is returning to Hogwarts, where they learn that Quidditch and the Inter-House Cup will not take place this year. Instead, there will be a once-popular event resurrected in the Triwizard Tournament. One champion from three of the biggest and most popular Wizardy schools will compete in three separate tasks until the remaining champion is crowned at the end of the third. Previously, any one of any age could enter to compete, but due to deaths of former competitors, they have decided to place an age limit of 17 years old. Fred and George are quite upset by this, as they'd be 17 in April of the next year, and they begin concocting plans to get around the age line that will be erected around the Triwizard Cup.
On Halloween night, the champions are chosen: Cedric Diggory, from Hufflepuff house is the Hogwarts champion; Fleur Delacor, a beautiful young girl from Beauxbatons and none other than Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian seeker, for Durmstrang's School. Dumbledore, along with Madime Maxime, a rather large woman and headmistress of Beauxbatons, and Karkaroff, a very imposing man and headmister of Durmstrang's, will be judges, along with Barty Crouch and former Quidditch beater Ludo Bagman.
It is very unfortunate that Harry Potter is chosen to be the fourth Triwizard tournament champion. Ron, most of all, is quite upset that he believes Harry was able to get around the age barrier and didn't tell him, but Harry is adamant that he did not place his name in the cup as he didn't want to compete in the first place. People are crying out that it is unfair, but since the cup chose his name, placed in the cup under a fake school, he is currently bound by the contract that it bears and MUST compete.
For the first task, of which Harry had help from Hagrid in learning what it was, and passed that knowledge onto Cedric, as the other two champions would be told by their headmasters, is to acquire a golden egg that is being protected by dragons of various breeds. Harry is the last to go, and he is able to use his wand to call for his Firebolt, in which he flies and manuevers himself around the angry dragon in order to acquire the golden egg. The other champions were also successful in getting their own golden eggs.
In the meantime, Harry is still corresponding with Sirius, who is off in an unknown land with the Hippgriff, Buckbeak and worrying about his classes as normal. After Cedric is able to make out the clue in the egg, he passes on the knowledge to Harry, as a thank you for giving him a heads up about the first task.
The second task is for Harry to reclaim something that was taken from him and that he would miss the most, which he is able to surmise is Ron. Hermione was also taken for Krum, while Cho Chang, Cedric's girlfriend, was his and Fleur's younger sister, Gabrielle, was hers. With the help from Dobby the houseelf, Harry is able to consume gillyweed, allowing him to breathe underwater for an hour to retrieve Ron. Cedric is able to save Cho, while Krum is able to save Hermione, but Fleur is nowhere to be seen and Harry is taking the clue seriously, that after an hour, those under the water to be saved would die. He is able to get Ron, as well as Fleur's younger sister, above the water, where they are all well-passed the one hour timeframe, but given points none the less, where Harry is able to get quite a bit of points for his bravery in saving someone that was not his to save.
The remainder of the school year passes without incident. The third and final task for Harry to complete is a large maze that was erected inside of the Quidditch stadium. Filled with obstacles of unknown nature, Harry and Cedric are allowed to take off at the same time, as they are tied for first place, with Krum after them and finally Fleur. Harry knows that he needs to head north in order to get to the cup which is placed in the middle, and he is able to do so after saving Cedric from Krum, who is attempting to harm him.
Cedric believes that Harry should have the cup, as he would have made it first had he not injured his leg, but Harry is adamant that he is meant to be the champion. But, the two of them agree to go ahead and touch it at the same time, tying for first place and they would split the winnings evenly. However, when they touch the cup, they are transported to a graveyard in an unknown location, as the cup had unknowingly been made into a Portkey.
Unfortunately, Cedric happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time when he is killed by the killing curse, Avada Kedavra, by Wormtail, who has returned to being a loyal servant to Voldemort. Voldemort is only a shell of himself, but Wormtail is able to conjure him back to full strength with various items, including his own hand and blood from Harry. When he returns, he calls to his former followers by the Dark Mark's tattooed on their arms, and they appear, including that of Macnair, who was the executioner in Buckbeak's trial the year before; as well as Lucius Malfoy himself, the father of Draco Malfoy and Harry's mortal enemy at school.
He attempts to kill Harry through a duel, but Harry is able to get away, secures Cedric and the cup and returns back to the maze. He is dazed and confused, but is taken away by Mad-Eye Moody, their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor as well as a former Auror for the Ministry. However, whom Harry had thought was a confidant in this strange professor turns out to be an imposter. "Moody" explains that it was he who had placed Harry's name into the cup, and who had conjured the cup into a Portkey in order to transport Harry into the graveyard to witness Voldemort's return.
But, luckily for Harry, Dumbledore followed when he became suspicious that Moody had taken Harry away from him after his return from the graveyard. With Snape's help, with a powerful truth serum, it is told that the person who had been impersonating Moody the entire year was Barty Crouch Jr., who had mistakenly been assumed to have died the year after he was put into Azkaban for being a supporter for Voldemort. He says that his mother had requested to his father, Crouch Sr., that he be saved from the prison, and the two of them conjured a Polyjuice Potion in order for his mother to become him, and he to become his mother, in order for him to escape. Therefore, the person who died in the prison was his mother. For many years, he was kept a secret and looked after by the family house-elf, until the night of the World Cup, when Winky was let go, and he was able to return to himself for the first time in many years.
The real Mad-Eye Moody is found to be unconscious, but seemingly okay, at the bottom of his bewitched trunk. Dumbledore escorts Harry to his office, where he is reunited with Sirius, and gives his recount of the events that occurred, before being taken to the hospital wing, where he is met by the Weasley's and Hermione, the people who have become family to him.
When the Minister of Magic comes to the hospital wing, and is informed of Voldemort's return, he refuses to believe it, despite having proof in Snape, who is tattooed with the Mark himself, and shows that it is no longer faded, but is now a dark black, and that it burned him when Voldemort had touched it to summon the followers not imprisoned within Azkaban. The Minister still refuses, and leaves, while Sirius is revealed to be the large dog that accompanied Harry. Dumbledore requests that both Sirius and Snape begin working to battle with Voldemort and they leave, while Harry is left to rest.
The next week, Harry and everyone get on the train to return back to King's Cross station. Despite her pleas, Dumbledore refuses for the Weasley's to take Harry in for the summer at first, but he is assured that he will be with them soon enough. Harry gives his winnings from the tournament to Fred and George, 1000 Galleons, and tells them to start planning for the joke shop they want to open after they admit that Ludo Bagman owed them moeny and refuses to pay them their life savings they had bet at the World Cup the year before.
Harry knows that in order to move forward, he has to move on.
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Blind To What's In Front Of You
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by WhatsOnMyMind
What happens when Wally gets separated at the worst time possible, in the heat of the Thanagarian invasion? What happens when his rogue gallery, in a spur-of-the-moment decision, save him from being spotted again, not knowing that they were rescuing their annoying archnemesis in the process? How can Wally sneak away while injured and under the adamant refusal of his rogues, who believe he'll snitch to either the league or the bird people their location?
Today's turning out to be an interesting adventure, much to Wally's exasperated chagrin.
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or; during the Thanagar invasion, Flash needs to use the washroom at the worst time possible, gets knocked out, ends up in the reluctant hospitality of his rogues, and spends the rest of his time desperately trying to reach his team while keeping his secret identity just that
Words: 4276, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English
Fandoms: Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons), Justice League - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: Gen
Characters: Wally West, Flash (DCU), John Stewart (DCU), Green Lantern, J'onn J'onzz, Diana (Wonder Woman), Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, James Jesse, Superman, Martian Manhunter, Leonard Snart, Batman, George "Digger" Harkness, Sam Scudder, Mick Rory, Shayera Hol, Hawkgirl (DCU)
Relationships: Rogues (The Flash) & Wally West, Justice League & Wally West, John Stewart & Wally West
Additional Tags: Episode: s02e24-e26 Starcrossed (Justice League & Justice League Unlimited), Secret Identity, Crack Treated Seriously, Crack, Wally West-centric, Wally West is The Flash, Bruce Wayne is So Done, Humor, Self-Indulgent, idk where this came from, Not Beta Read, we die like wally west in young justice, or do we
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if john/oscar got outed, do you think oscar/john would:
- fall on their sword and out themselves too
- immediately go get caught in flagrante delicto with a random woman
- act shocked/betrayed/angry
- stay mute but get married to a woman asap
- stay mute but visit their other half in prison in disguise
- change their name and move to lithuania
- something else
i think john getting outed is like in the top three worst things oscar can imagine (is steadfastly NOT going to imagine) ever happening Ever and i think he would freak. but it depends on the nature of who becomes aware, how much they are aware, how forgiving they are—he is going to assume the worst, and i think in most cases ultimately he would be proven wrong to do that!
like. Example Given: if Aurora "[Gay men are harmless and can be pleasant company and I believe everyone in this room is in on the joke]" "Oh, Mr. Adams! How nice!" Fane comes across evidence of some kind yhat John is gay she is probably going to burn it immediately if applicable and keep her mouth shut because as far as she is concerned this is harming nobody, and she gives me the impression that she doesn't snitch until someone is at risk. and the only person at risk here is John ~NOBODY is in on this joke~ Adams who also. isn't married yet and has a lot to lose. and whom she likes and thinks is charming and oh, that is why he isn't married yet! i see.
which does not preclude oscar freaking the FUCK out about it if he knows she knows but. this is a "make sure this is raised with nobody ever" deal which probably means. some conflict and maybe a rift but idk maybe they could get past it.
on the other hand if it's like...... George Russell or somebody else who has both power and no scruples about ruining lives for fun and profit i think either a very honest "WE need to break up and YOU need to get out of new york because neither of us need this" conversation happens (which is devastating enough) OR i mean there's an option where John is not fully aware of this Intel on him and Oscsr has a like... hysterical response of "i am breaking up with you it would be better for everyone if you left new york weird of you to ever think this could actually work also please never change your mind about not going into politics" one sided, delivered in the most cruel way possible, conversation would happen. and that one probably Would work because this does not warrant a newport response this warrants an "okay cool yet another city on the eastern seaboard i cannot bear to be in" response.
but they break up in a situation like that i think. i don't think oscar can mastermind himself out of that one.
and if it's Basically Everyone who finds out well i simply do not want to think about that myself <3 also i find it difficult to imagine john getting outed without oscar also getting outed. frankly.
re: he himself being outed, john is ... i can't make definitive statements after one season, but if he can see no way out of this one and it is Not someone sympathetic i do not see him doing anything other than taking responsibility and he might take the L and give oscar a get out of jail free card.
he's probably not going to court, i think he would be able to get out of that, but this is a Bad Look and he's not going to let this affect oscar especially when he knows full well how terrifying this Is for oscar
but also if it is looking like he Cannot get out of it,.john has (i really hope this never turns out to be relevant in this way) people who are neither himself nor oscar to worry about for whom the stakes are potentially higher than like, oscar by himself getting disowned or something*. which obviously is also bad and terrible but not the same as. idfk. "at least two people in my family are running for office right now and i have sisters and cousins who aren't married yet and this is Not going to quietly blow over and [if it isn't deemed unsuitable for print] it Will be national or even international news and also there is no way this isn't going to come back to oscar somehow anyway"
and on the flip side i.... again don't know him well Actually, but, i can see john being principled enough to stand by oscar, even with the given caveat?
idk i am already changing my mind about some of these words ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
* i don't think this would happen over john but there would be a lot of bad drama over it regardless.
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Love Potion (Part 4) (Draco Malfoy x Reader)
Part 4 is here! I hope all of you enjoy!
Prologue / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / End
Update Tags: @celestialceci @marvelobsessedteen @imaginesforthepeople @danidomm @marvelrose @vogueworthy-barnes @glossysoph @stevesvibraniumshield @bi-mama @fiveisadorable @paulalucianap1 @drama-llama-04
House: You choose
Blood Status: You choose
Warnings: Near-death experience, murder attempt (though that's a harsh way to put it), bullying (Not too graphic), possible swearing, mean Pansy
Note: The reader in this story hates Quidditch. The reader in this story is female / uses female pronouns.
Word Count: 2,632 words
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3rd Person POV
Day 4:
Y/n walked with Draco down the hallways, enjoying the unusual silence of the large castle. They were roaming through one of the (usually) busiest hallways which was now dead silent. It wasn’t an unsettling silence, it felt more like a comfortable quiet. Really, it was rather refreshing to not be suffocated by the noise of bustling teenagers trying to get to class. Suddenly, Draco gasped slightly, as if he had remembered something before turning to her.
"Love, I wanted to ask you something." Draco started, clasping Y/n’s hands in his. She raised an eyebrow, prompting for him to continue. "There’s a Quidditch game today with Slytherin and Gryffindor. I was hoping you would come along and watch me?"
Immediately, Y/n started shaking her head. She had never gone to a game and never planned to go to one, not even when Fred and George had begged her to watch. The game was a waste of time, in her opinion, and she had much better things to do. Nothing was going to change her mind about the game and she was especially not going to change it for Draco Malfoy.
"Love, I need my good luck charm with me." Draco pleaded, attempting to give her puppy-dog eyes.
Y/n rolled her eyes, still unconvinced. She could be spending time studying or reading instead of watching her classmates pit against each other in a highly competitive game. Quidditch did nothing other than fuel the houses’ rivalry (especially Slytherin and Gryffindor) and for players to show off how much better they are than everyone else. It was ridiculous how people could actually enjoy such a violent game.
Draco frowned and pulled her into a hug, still attempting to persuade her. He pressed light kisses all over her cheeks but Y/n was still adamant about her choice. He wasn’t going to change her mind anytime soon with just affectionate hugs and kisses. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted two heads of bright red hair around the corner. She focused on them and saw that it was Fred and George. The twins were smirking and nodding, signaling for her to agree to go. She glared at them and focused back on Draco, who was still desperately hugging her.
"I said no, Draco. I’m sorry but I really hate Quidditch. Not even you could change that for me." Y/n said firmly. Draco released the hug, hurt evident in his eyes.
"Oh. I’m sorry for bothering you then. You know that Quidditch has always been a part of my life and I was hoping that you cared enough to see me in one game. I just always thought I had your support and love. I guess I was wrong." Draco said bitterly, nodding sadly before walking away.
All Y/n could do was watch his figure grow smaller and smaller until he turned the corner and was out of her sight. Her gut twisted in guilt but she held strong, not allowing it to show on her face that she was regretting her decision. Why was she even feeling this way, it’s not like his feelings mattered to her, right? The twins walked out from where they were watching with mock sadness on their faces.
"Aw, trouble in paradise?" Fred teased, "How cold of you to not offer your infinite support to your boyfriend."
"I agree, brother!" George glanced at her, "What kind of girlfriend just lets her boyfriend play a dangerous sport and not be there to watch it?"
If looks could kill, Fred and George would have already died. The death glare Y/n sent them was chilling but the twins simply laughed. No matter how much she hated what they were saying, the two mischievous twins were right; what kind of (fake) girlfriend doesn’t offer her boyfriend support for something he loves? She still had 3 days left of this relationship, the dare wasn’t over yet. The terms of the dare was to act as Draco’s girlfriend for a week. She was technically not acting like a real girlfriend and therefore not doing the dare. Y/n sighed and rubbed her temples at this realization.
"Fine. I’ll go." She begrudgingly said.
"Yay! Y/n is finally going to see us beat those snakes!" George cheered while Fred did an odd victory dance.
"I hate both of you." Y/n shook her head at their idiocy.
"You love us." Fred grinned widely.
"Keep telling yourself that." Y/n smiled.
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Y/n ran around the long corridors of the school, searching desperately for a head of platinum-blonde hair. He couldn’t have gotten far. Where is that git?! She was nearly ready to give up, she swore that she had searched the entire bloody castle twice. Out of the corner of her eye, she finally saw Draco by his bleached hair. Y/n let out a relieved sigh and approached him. Draco raised his head at the sound of her footsteps, only to scowl and look away.
"Hey, Draco." Y/n greeted cautiously. Draco didn’t answer and instead kept his gaze on the floor. She couldn’t blame him for being upset with her. If her significant other refused to watch her do something she loved because of their pride, she would be pretty pissed as well. She cleared her throat, trying to ease the tension between them.
"I-I changed my mind. I’m going to watch the game." Y/n stated. Draco finally made eye contact with her, however his eyes were filled with anger.
"Oh? I thought you hated Quidditch so much that nothing could change your mind, not even me." Draco sneered at her. Y/n felt even more guilty, seeing how clearly hurt Draco was.
"I know what I said and I’m sorry. I should’ve understood that regardless of whether or not I like the sport, I should support you, especially if you’re one of the players." Y/n apologized as sincerely as her mind would allow her. She forced a tear to slowly drip from her eye for dramatic effect. Wiping it away hastily, she pulled him into a hug. She needed for him to believe her, or else the dare would be called off and she would become the chicken of the school. Merlin, she still was not going to allow that to happen.
Draco’s hardened glare softened slightly, understanding that she was serious and she really was going to the game to watch him. He flashed her a small smile as his angry expression was wiped away.
"Apology accepted. Besides, how could I stay mad at you?" The smile faded as he looked deeply into her eyes. "You don’t have to go if you really don’t want to. It’s not my place to force you to go. If you truly don’t want to go, I shouldn’t get mad at you for it and respect your decision."
That’s cute. He’s apologizing even though he’s not the one at fault. Although Y/n was tempted to take up the offer, she suddenly remembered the consequences of what would happen if she didn’t go. Shaking her head, she cursed herself for her pride and looked back at Draco.
"No, I want to go. It’s my job as your girlfriend to support you as much as you support me. I need to respect your hobbies like you respect mine. You’re not forcing me to go, I’m choosing to go." Y/n nearly gagged at the last words. This dare was going to be the death of her, it was forcing her to go to a Quidditch, a bloody Quidditch, game by putting her reputation on the line.
Draco’s smile was instantly back on his face as he beamed in happiness. "Thank you, Y/n."
For some reason, seeing him smile made Y/n’s heart melt slightly. Why does this keep happening? Was there something wrong with her? The more she tried to ignore it, the more the feeling grew. This was ridiculous, she refused to acknowledge the weird feeling as love because....it wasn’t. This was all fake. That was all it would ever be. This was a temporary feeling that would dissolve the day this all ended. At least, that’s what she told herself.
"So, I’ll see you at the game then?" Draco grinned.
Y/n nodded, pushing aside the heartwarming feeling that his smile had awoken. Draco pressed a kiss to her cheek before heading off to his next class. Y/n touched the cheek he kissed with her hand, fully aware that her whole face was red.
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The stands that surrounded the Quidditch pitch were filled and extremely noisy. Y/n groaned, this was exactly one of the reasons why she didn’t go to games. She squeezed past a couple of students and took a seat in a random spot.
Suddenly, a blur whizzed past her as people screamed loudly at the object. It slowed to reveal Draco, smirking towards the crowd. All the Slytherins rose to their feet and cheered as loudly as they could for the blonde-headed seeker. His eyes landed on her and he teasingly blew a kiss at her before flying away. Y/n rolled her eyes at the gesture, disregarding the fact that her cheeks were turning bright red.
As more players flew out into the field, the crowds were going wild to their respective houses (the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws simply cheered for their favorite players). Soon the Slytherin and Gryffindor players had taken their positions and the game was about to start. George and Fred were waiting patiently and saw Y/n. They began to wave their bats in the air, showing their childish excitement at her presence.
Madam Hooch shouted "Brooms up!" as she threw the Quaffle into the air. Y/n watched Draco mount his broom and wait by the pitch for the snitch. All she could do was sigh and think to herself; ‘This was going to be boring’.
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The snitch was released and the Slytherins were losing badly to Gryffindor; 100-40. Draco was fighting with Potter, both looking around wildly for the fast-flying ball. Draco seemed to finally have spotted it, as he began to speedily fly towards something. Unfortunately, Potter also noticed this and began to quickly follow after Draco, hoping to steal the snitch away from him. Before Y/n could watch anymore, she was shoved so she was leaning over the edge of the stands. She tried to get back up but a hand was pressed against her back, preventing her from escaping this terrifying situation. All she could see was the 50 feet drop to the ground and she imagined what it would look like if her body hit the floor. She wanted to scream, but a hand quickly covered her mouth.
"I told you, L/n." The sound of Pansy’s voice sneered in her ear, "You really need to watch your back, or else you might slip and fall to your death."
Y/n wondered how the hell people weren’t seeing this happening, though she figured everyone was too focused on the game. It wasn’t like she could make a sound to get their attention either. She began to panic, cursing herself for leaving her wand in her dorm room. She tried desperately to escape Pansy, but the Slytherin girl wouldn’t allow it.
"Ah ah, no escaping." Pansy clicked her tongue, "I wasn’t finished with you in that hallway. You stole Draco from me and now you’ve brainwashed him into loving someone as stupid as you. Once you’re gone, he’ll snap out of it and realize the truth; that you are a worthless piece of trash and that he should be mine."
Y/n’s heartbeat thundered into her ear. Why was nobody noticing this? Was she really going to die because of a jealous, pug-faced twat? No matter how hard she tried to resist, the wench was too strong. Pansy leaned closer to her ear, whispering one, horrifying word in her ear; "Goodbye."
Y/n couldn’t even comprehend what happened next. Pansy shoved her over the edge of the stands, sending her falling to her death. With her mouth now free, Y/n screamed in horror, feeling the wind whip through her hair. Her loud cries finally caught the attention of everyone, even the players. However even if they tried to help her, it was too late. Draco’s head turned towards the sound and she could see his grey eyes widening in panic as he saw her fall. Immediately, he turned his broom and began speeding towards her, the snitch long forgotten. Y/n looked at the ground below her and looked back at Draco, whose hand was outstretched in desperation. The grass below was coming closer and closer, the wind howling even louder in her ears. Her screams had stopped, finally accepting her fate. Draco wasn’t going to make it in time, he was still across the pitch and she was mere metres from the ground. Draco’s eyes were wide in fear, seemingly speeding faster towards her. Y/n could see his hand inches away from hers before the ground rushed up to her and everything went black.
"Y/n!"
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Y/n awoke in one of the comfy beds in the infirmary. She was alive. Y/n released a soft groan as she felt how sore her limbs were. She heard rustling beside her, causing her to look over. Next to her, Draco was nestled in a chair, shifting over a bit to look at her.
"Thank Merlin, you’re awake." He said in relief.
"Wha-What happened?" Y/n asked groggily.
"You blacked out during your fall. If it weren’t for Mister Malfoy here, you would’ve died. You were lucky he was fast enough to save you." Madam Pomfrey interrupted Draco before he could explain.
Madam Pomfrey gave her one final checkup before allowing her out of the infirmary, warning her to take it easy. Draco walked with her back to her common room, where she gave him the password to allow them both in. The whole time, he didn’t say anything and instead focused on making sure Y/n was comfortable. He sat her down on one of the various couches and took a seat next to her. Once he was sure that she was alright, he pulled her into a hug.
"Merlin Y/n, you scared me. One moment, I’m about to catch the snitch, the next, you’re falling off the bloody stands. What happened?!"
Y/n immediately thought of that pug-faced twunt named Pansy. She wanted to tell Draco but didn’t want to make it seem like she couldn’t fight her own fights. Plus she wasn’t a snitch. She would deal with Pansy herself.
"I-I just fell off. I wasn’t paying any attention and I put too much weight on the edge. Before I knew it, I was tumbling over and free-falling towards the ground. I’m sorry, Draco."
Draco’s hug became a little tighter. "Just be more careful next time. I don’t know what I’d do without you."
Y/n’s heart fluttered at his words. Though she immediately squashed the feeling before it could spread. She really needed to remember that this wasn’t real and it never would be. Draco Malfoy was a cocky, arrogant prick and she hated him. This loving side of him didn’t exist. She was believing in, to put it simply, a lie. She was going to be so happy once this preposterous dare was over.
"Thanks for saving me, Draco."
"I already told you Y/n, I’ll always be there to protect you, no matter what. I’m not going to back out of that promise any time soon."
Y/n smiled and hugged Draco back. That stupid feeling was back but she didn’t care. It wasn’t love because love was felt with true feelings. Once this was over, everything that happened this week would be forgotten. Even if this side of Draco was fake, she was going to cherish it while she still had it.
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Thank you for reading part 4 of Love Potion! Sorry if the psychotic Pansy and the falling triggered anybody. I'm also sorry for the long wait, I had some technological issues. I know the ending was a bit rushed but I wanted to get this part out as soon as possible. Hopefully all of you enjoyed it anyway. If you have any requests, feel free to ask! Until next time.
-Jade
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WARNING LONG POST HEAVY SPOILERS
Episode4. Play back rewatch
*Open scene Montrose
*Drinking. Going through the memories of his mind
He drinks and still he remembers it all
*God Smites Eve
*2:12 "Give this to tic protect our family" GEORGE
*The Order of the ancient dawn
*You might be all Tic has left
*"Smells like Tulsa
*Bitcx better have my money
*Christina glides through cars
* Black arrow (nods it off)
*leti was ready
*Bitcx tried to walk in like she own the place
*the protection spell works 'akirum
She seemed impressed and snide
*your money (leti realizes where the money came from
**L: "You want something in this house. Something to. do with Atticus"
**Ct: "Dont let the men fool you into thinking its Always about them. "
**His blood may have power but thats only because itus spelled it that way. Hes Not Special. Not really
Christina is a Snitch
*"If he keeps operating like this hes going to get you killed "Again"
(she looks sincere) (im telling yall xtina did this before)
* "I dont want that. Or this house. I just want the orrery"
(To discover a world of first) (chritina dont lie withold yes)
You can get the Fuck up off my Porch
Call me
*Hippolyta calls her daddy... She has the Orrery
She smart as hell
*The new comic diana drawing..outta this universe
Moves and predicts the relative position of planets
*leti tells tic about tina paying for house
*Tic with holds information from leti
*knows tina used tic to kill father
tic was go kill her then just leave
Lil boy with Coke bottle glasses ( just like tic but not tic
*two sets of pages still exist
*the orrery is the key
(using the orrery to go into another world to find his pages)
Titus kept it hidden
*Casting spells to protect
*ask ya daddy " i dont want yall involved"
(Sound like his daddy when they saved him)
They in the back
Every time i tell you to do something yo do the opposite
*" how you kno its 34 lodges"
*"I cant help you kill yourself. You cant see this game she is setting up for you to play"
(Montrose and Christina have done this before.. I cant wait till the final. I need to kno)
*"Looking for answers you already have"
Boston
*"I know where to find that dame vault"
Christina plays hide and seek for the first time
Christina screaming "Im safe."
The police arrive for her to take her to ...
Lancaster
*She didnt mention leti being in the house specie or tic
Says convince "hyrum"
*she knows there is someone in the closet right away
*xtina says time machine
* " let "negros" move in..(vs niggers) cocky
Take my lodges
*did i miss your initiation into the order..
No cunts allowed
The silent fight
Let go. You told me to let go
Hyp suspicious
It so happens to be at a astrology museum
Tree
Ruby walks into Marshal fields
"Work like kobe just to shine like Russel"
Sees Tamara
"Yes yesterday"
"I applied on a whim"
Boston
Lights of the universe
Leti's face watching rose go with the guard
*"u kno y they call me tree"
"Shouldnt i already kno that since we fuc in highschool simore" rolls eye at that liar
True story: Harriet chariot
*MY MAMA NAMED THAT COMET
*Many artefacts Titus was giving in exchange for striping away everything they knew
(Stolen after killing, probably raping and enslaving the native people)
*tree hints at Montrose being gay to tic
Tic questions how mon knows the guard
The vault
*Christina pulls up goes around the gate
(William comes out 30seconds later, yes we kno the skin change happens in seconds seeing ruby change, BUT HOW IN THE HELL did xtina put on a whole suite down to the tie that quick)
Do they not kno william cuz then lancaster wouldnt have known it wasnt xtina when he dies.
She kick they ass
*William says i have a Date
Find a way to open it
Montrose finds the moonlight
How old is this museum
*"This is some journey to the center of the earth type shit"(name of book coke bottle kid in library was reading)
3tunnels
Ever the tide shall rise
Map of titus voyage's..
No telling Letitia fuc N lewis No
Dont help me
Yellow
*Based on adventure novels the tunnels should be based on the map.
*How you know he raided Diana
"I read a damn book
*1810 it was built
Established the sons of Adam 3yrs later
*Whats down the other tunnel?
The lantern being there
Ruby drowning her blues away to a half empty bar
Is copper considered a yellow
Voluptuousness
*I cant afford another one
Blues eyes got ya tab tonight
*A nod. A gulp
*"May i join you?" They dont sit
Keep my glass full"...
*Yall white boys dont come to the dark side for modesty (demanding woman
* i can buy my own drinks ( pride)
Take a bit more to impress me White Boy
*Never insult you to make you a kept woman
* promise me the world to lay with me
*a promise i can keep
(All she needs is the orrery & she literally can give Ruby Many worlds)
The way they look at Ruby
*20min of walking
Walking the plank
Tic brave
Tf me 1st
Learned how to lie
*juneteenth
* "FREEMEN WERE NEVER SLAVES"
She out there
Spider senses
Tic has training
Booby trap
Big fucking deal
The bored starts to disappear
Jump pop
Better catch me Boy. (I got ya kid)
Now they can run shuffle
Montrose knows the combination
Jessie owens
*The tide rising.. Less than an hr
Ruby "got there 1st, shoulda been me but i let Leti distract me"
They sat there all night
*"Whoes leti"
(i dont think Christina knew leti Nd Ruby were sisters before that moment based on willtinas expression
*"my half sister" (willtina Gulps (becoming a signature
* if i was in your skin i wouldnt even have to run"
*what to do about it?
William with them eyes.
*"Better stop looking at me like that, It Aint happening
White Boy"
I Put a Spell on You plays
Ruby want it
(Im more than sure this is Willtinas 1st time, also wonder if so as a woman. Possible leti was a virgin)
Willtina looked confused by the blood. Primal reaction
Ruby in control
William excited, whoa lip biting
The mark of Cain. Big Dic Energy
*" How you kno so much about the sons of adam?"
* george gave me the bylaws i burned it
My brother said protect the family. His dying wish
(Was to give Tic the book, but you cant tell Montrose what to do with his son)
Closing Pandoras box once Nd for good
You wont stop
*Leti finds the neighbors body who went missing
*Chicago to Boston 14hr drive
(They walk 20min to the plank maybe another 20 to yahima)
*sees elevator come down, looks familiar
*Epistien was apart of the order prob chasing the pages... He was missing an arm
This might get dangerous
*he was kidnapped. I Died.
*"not the center of the fucking universe"
Leti can swim too
*Fatherly advice
Ya mama was complicated too
*all that fussing is loving
*Epstein day look like he was missing an arm and like a drowned victim
I don't think Christina knew about the tunnels or at least she knew that she couldn't open them
Black folk dont watch bones come alive & just stare
*reaches. (Back the fuc up
* they have the same symbol on their stomach. The Regeneration spell
*yahima Woman man two spirit
*had no reason to distrust him
ALWAYS HUNGRY
*he killed them all (stole they shii) enslaved
Tic look like Will Smith as a fish in shark tail
*she dont know my spirit
Montrose Takes pages anyway (i think knowing booby trap)
. Grabs yama
*montrose drops the pages purposefully
Like damn leti. Grabbing for her
The kiss. The scream. The knockout
*how did they get back without woodie
*is that your dad's atlas
*devon county circled. Ardum reaper. Hyp makes a detour
*siren. Ill figure out how to help her talk
*"You were brave boy. Grew to be a good man spite me"
*he already had the plan
Damn montrose
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I summarized all the Hamilton songs
Alexander Hamilton: WoW THis PlACe iS LiT
Aaron burr sir: o crap Aaron Burr senpai, O CRAP LARUENS SENPAI
My shot: I am GREAT
The story of tonight: o CRAP let’s join a war
Schuyler sisters:FEMALES
(and PEGGY)
Farmer Refuted: the king! Lol no.
You’ll be back: I am gay for America
Right hand man: GeOrGe WaShInGtOn
A winters ball: let us screw some ladies
Helpless: Alexander Hamilton am I RiGhT
Satisfied: I loved him to Eliza
Story of tonight-reprise: wow ur MaRrIed
Wait for it: BURR IS IN LOVE~
Stay alive: don’t die plz, ALSO SCREW U LEE
ten dual comadments: FIGHT ME LEE
Meet me inside: WE WON, but Washington is TRIGGERED, I AM NOT YOUR SON
That would be enough: I’m pregernate welcome home Hubbie
Guns and ships: YO LAFFETT WOOOH, (u need Alex bac)
History has its eyes on you: yo, welcome bac, Be careful You need a legacy
Yorktown (the world turns upside down): WE WON THE WAR
What comes next: America left me I am sad
Dear theodosha: OFFSPRING IS GREAT
Non stop: write because My boyfriend is dead
What did I miss?: Jefferson, you fabulous bitch.
Cabinet meeting #1: o dear, everyone is triggered,PAY YOUR GODDAMN TAXES
Take a break: u have a family bitch (Alex)
Say no to this: NO NO NO NO U FRICKING CHEATER ALEXANDER HAMILTON I FRICKING HATE YOU
The room were it happens: they made a deal????????????????????????
Schuyler defeated: Aaron burr switched sides and then got a seat in the government
Cabinet battle #2: France needs help, we won’t help them even tho Jefferson want to help them
Washington on your side: ur dads favorite and it makes me sad
One last time: JEFFERSON IS RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT
I know him: omg, John Adams is running fur president
The Adams administration: Hamilton is SCREWED
We know: snitch ass people
Hurricane:I am about to to something stupid.
Reynolds pamphlet: I did something stupid
Burn:u bitch ass hoe
Blow us all away: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 BANG
Stay alive reprise: rip Philip
It’s quiet uptown: rip Philip
The election of 1800: my son just died so can we not
Your obedient servant:BURR IS T R I G G E R E D
Best of wives and best of women: come back to bed
The world was wide enough: rip Hamilton
Who lives, who dies, who tells your story: Eliza is G R E A T
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Omg how does teacher girlie meet charli and Carly !!! I feel like she’d really get on well with Carly but charli would defo bring out her younger wild side, they’d be the ultimate girl group
this is so fun to consider!!!!
I think you know carly through school, Little hann goes to the same school you work at and you trained in his class so you've met both carly and Adam at various parent's evenings.
at your first one you were really fucking nervous standing at the front of the school greeting parents and just listening in for the actual meeting. you didn't say anything but smiled and nodded along with the teacher you were working with. After carly and Adam finished their meeting carly came up to you to have a quick chat.
"Hi! sorry to bother you, but you just seemed so nervous I had to say something. From what we've heard from our little one, he absolutely loves you. you're doing a great job, don't worry. " she soothingly places her hand on yours, and in that moment, you feel on the brink of crying.
you simply smile at carly and say, "thank you" and she can hear your shaky voice and see the mist in your eyes, so she doesn't say anything more just gives your hand a final squeeze and walks away.
you don't meet charli until a few months after you and matty are official and George is hosting a New years party.
you're standing in front of the mirror, stressing about what to wear as matty sits on the bed and insits you look beautiful in everything.
"You have to say that, you're my boyfriend." You say exasperatly, staring you decide this dress is shit too and pull it over your head.
"See, I think you should just wear that," matty says, standing up and coming behind you in the mirror, wrapping his arms around you.
you scoff and say, "Matthew, I'm in lingerie." You pause and stare at him in the mirror where he has on a cheeky smile and just nods assuredly.
"Please, as if you could cope with everyone seeing me like this. can you imagine knowing George has seen me in my underwear? You'd never let it go, " you say, smoothing your hands over his.
"mmm okay you're right. but honestly, baby, you'll look great in whatever you choose. don't stress too much, it's just George and charli." matty says with a shrug. he begins to walk away but spins around when he hears you shriek.
"WHAT. YOU DID NOT TELL ME CHARLI XCX WOULD BE THERE." You're looking at matty dumbfounded.
"I just assumed you knew!! we're going to George's house... where she lives... for a party... that she is hosting." As he explains his reasoning, you only get more and more stressed.
"But now there's even more pressure!!! she's like one of the hottest women alive??? I don't have anything to wear oh god-" You start pulling every dress out of your wardrobe and dramatically throwing it on the floor
After spending another 30 mins choosing a dress, you anxiously arrive, but any anxiety melts away when charli greets you with an enthusiastic, "Oh my god, hi!!! so great to finally meet the girl. matty has been obsessing over!!"
matty scoffs and tries to hide his embarrassment at being so blatantly called out, you simply scoff and say, "Oh I was just as bad, my poor friends are fucking sick of it!!"
charli laughed, dragged you away to get a drink, and you guys soon became close friends.
not long after you and charli became friends, you also grew close with carly, "the 75 wives and girlfriends have to stay close!" she'd said when you first went for coffee as a group.
it became a ritual when the boys were on tour. If you were all free on a Sunday morning, you, carly, Little hann, and charli would all go for a coffee.
if the boys were home, they might join you, or sometimes they are strictly banned if one of you has something to complain about.
"sorry matty you can't come! George has proper fucked charli off and she's about to slag him off for the next hour, and you're not trusted to not snitch!"
"What! that's bullshit! what if I promise I won't tell? " he says, pouting slightly.
"Mmm... Still don't trust you. Bye!" You say giving him a quick peck and running out of the house.
and when it's a weekend where can you all get pissed? absolutely you're going out.
drunk dancing until 3am, getting mcdonald's at a ridiculous time and all cackling so hard they kick you out for being too noisy. because it's breakfast time and all the grumpy businessmen are trying to get their 5am cappuccino, and you're all laughing about the time you and matty got caught in a green room on tour.
matty is very well versed in coming to pick you up from either the Hann House or Charli's. you always have sunglasses on and feel like death, and matty always has a cup of tea in a travel mug for you.
he loves how easily you bonded with them both. Your wild party girl side is so fun to see after he'd only ever seen you be professional (well... mostly). he loves how great you are with carly and Adams son, watching you interact with him and annie does give him wild baby fever.
speaking of baby fever... do we think teacher girlie and matty have any more kids??? I haven't even thought about it, but hmmm...
#basically you are all BESTIES#and ross' gf is immediately welcomed into the group also#and soon you threaten to start your own band#one night at soundcheck the boys let you all go on in place of them and die laughing at your “musical talent”#anon!#teacher au!
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“okay cry” 😭😭😭 also you snitched to his mother??? icon, legend, i love that!
i had to put george, adams, and ross’s pov calling him out😭😭 so it made it more interesting
-chai ai
OHHHHH oh you have everyone on your side damn!!!! good job 🤭🤭
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Bound: Fred Weasley x OC
Part 5: ongoing
Part 1: https://writemebb.tumblr.com/post/655010568952020992/bound-fred-weasley-x-ofc
As September drew to a close, I could see that this year was going to be unlike others at Hogwarts. Defense Against the Dark Arts had become a complete and utter farce, with Ministry toad Dolores Umbridge gate-crashing any chance of us learning anything decent.
At least the lessons we’d had last year with an utter maniac had taught us something- this year it seemed all we’d be learning was how to obey fatuous rules. I dealt with this as best I could- head down, pretending to read quietly. Umbridge was the sort of person whose bigotry was undetectable until it was blinding. Her hatred for the Gryffindors was palpable, and I wondered if that went back to her school years. She had given Potter Friday night detentions for the next eight weeks, purely for his adamance that the Dark Lord had returned- which she labelled insolence and lies.
Anyway, I was not a Gryffindor: I was a Slytherin, and it soon occurred to me that I could probably have slung my head against the table and taken a nap without suffering any consequences from Umbridge. I didn’t take advantage of this. I didn’t appreciate special treatment from people as abhorrent as her. Her claws seemed to dig deeper and deeper into the school as the weeks went by.
In the first couple of days of term, I had noticed the two redheads from the train hiding in corners around the school, little wooden box in tow, talking to other students in hushed tones, and briefly wondered what exactly they were up to- but after the way Fred Weasley’s grin had made me blush, I decided it was safer to stay well out of it. Besides, these sightings grew less and less as the days went by, and I thanked whatever had halted them before my curiosity killed the cat.
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It was the first of November, and the day of the Slytherin v. Gryffindor match- the first Quidditch match of the year. Of course, like all other things this year seemed to be, it was not destined to run smoothly. That had been clear since several nights earlier, when Pansy and Draco had taken it upon themselves to compose a taunting song to distract the new Gryffindor keeper, Ron Weasley. Apart from being totally immature and unnecessarily mean, it was quite clever really- the Weasleys made up a large portion of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and everyone knew Potter was basically a new addition to the family. If they could get them all riled up, a Slytherin victory was practically in the bag. I’m not sure the accompanying badges were necessary, however- and no, I did not sport one.
I appreciated the ingenuity. I didn’t appreciate how truly pathetic the whole campaign was. After several rousing choruses of Weasley Is Our King, and witnessing Weasley make some rather spectacular fails, I decided I’d had enough of Quidditch for the whole year. Standing up, I squeezed past Tracey and Pansy, who were so involved in singing that they didn’t even spare me a glance as I left. I shook my head as I walked quickly down the stairs of the stands, emerging at the bottom just in time to hear Lee Jordan shout: “AND POTTER’S CAUGHT THE SNITCH! IT’S OVER FOR THE SLYTHERINS!”
Silently, I was glad. Taunting the way to victory wasn’t my style- it was far too gauche. At the side of the stand, I had a close view of the bottom of the pitch. I didn’t hear the rest of what Lee Jordan was shouting, because I was too absorbed in what was happening with the players who had landed.
Potter appeared to have fallen off his broom, but he was okay. I heard Angelina Johnson saying something angrily about Crabbe, and I stepped a little closer to the pitch and craned my neck to listen. “He whacked that Bludger at you the moment he saw you'd got the Snitch-” she seemed to check her seeker was okay before continuing, “-but we won, Harry, we won!”
Closer to where I was standing, Draco Malfoy landed carefully. His face was white with fury and his body was shaking, but somehow he still managed to sneer cruelly at the other seeker- something pathetic about his chant. The other Gryffindor team members were landing close to Potter, triumphant and excited- all except their keeper, who had dismounted from his broom over by the goalposts and seemed to be making his way slowly back to the changing rooms alone.
Still Malfoy went on, and I caught his words this time. “We wanted to write another couple of verses! But we couldn't find rhymes for fat and ugly- we wanted to sing about his mother, see-” I rolled my eyes and folded my arms across my chest. Part of me wanted to leave immediately and head back for the castle, but I could sense that the situation was about to escalate and I was rooted to the spot. Johnson cast Malfoy a look of disgust, and he continued, pleased with her reaction. “We couldn’t fit in useless loser either- for his father, you know-“
At that moment, the Weasley twins had just moved over to Potter to celebrate, and their faces darkened as they realised what Draco was saying.
“Leave it!” Angelina cried at once, taking Fred by the arm. ''Leave it, Fred, let him yell, he's just sore he lost, the jumped-up little-”
Malfoy’s eyes glinted cruelly, targeting Potter again. “-But you like the Weasleys, don’t you, Potter?” he sneered. “Spend holidays there and everything?” I could see the anger building in the Weasley twins and Harry- the three of them stiffened, their expressions set. “Can't see how you stand the stink, but I suppose when you've been dragged up by Muggles, even the Weasleys' hovel smells okay-”
My nose wrinkled. Honestly, I wondered how he couldn’t hear how utterly classless his words were.
At this point, Potter grabbed hold of George Weasley to hold him back, and it was taking the combined efforts of Angelina, Alicia and Katie to stop Fred leaping on Malfoy. Draco was laughing cruelly. I looked around to see if Madam Hooch was anywhere to be seen, but she was busy berating the brainless Crabbe for the illegal Bludger he’d thrown at Potter.
Malfoy who, as per usual, didn’t know when to stop, forged on with his taunts, leering and starting to back away. “Or perhaps, Potter, you can remember what your own mother’s house stank like, and Weasley’s pigsty reminds you of it-”
The mention of his own mother sent Potter over the edge, and he released the furious Weasley twin he had been holding. The two of them rounded on Malfoy, and I was aware of shouts from the other members of the Gryffindor team- shouts from the stands as well, as Harry Potter’s fist landed a hard blow into my housemate’s stomach. I winced.
George joined in too, and I was alarmed to see hands that had so kindly and politely passed me my trunk and held the door for me on the train act so violently. Draco yelled in pain, the crowd bellowed, whistles blew, and I heard the dull sound of skin thudding into skin. For a moment, I was frozen- disgusted by Draco’s abuse but shocked by the extreme response- until I regained control of my senses and realised I was the only one close enough to do something about what was happening. I drew my wand and yelled, “Impedimenta!”, knocking the boys away from one another. Madam Hooch appeared, gave me a nod of recognition, and then screamed at the Quidditch players. I turned and started back towards the castle.
The Slytherins had begun to pour out of the stands. “Filthy stinking blood traitors- they’re like fucking animals! And that Potter needs locking up!” Pansy raged, pushing her past several people, likely to get a better view of Malfoy. As far as I was aware, he was still lying on the floor, crumpled and bleeding, moaning softly.
I shook my head, still shocked by what I’d seen. I walked back slowly, avoiding the main path so that other students could mill past me, with my hands tucked inside my robes and my scarf tightly wound around my neck. When I reached the edge of the lake, and the beginning of the steep incline towards the castle, I stopped, and studied the murky waters. Generally, I liked to take my time when heading back up to the castle anyway- not only was it a bit of a trek, but the longer I waited the calmer the atmosphere would generally be by the time I reached the dungeons. There was a smattering of large rocks at the lakeshore, some at the perfect height for sitting upon, and I clambered onto one to have a moment of peace.
#fred weasley#the weasleys#Harry Potter#harry potter fanfiction#fred weasley x oc#writemebb#bound#I have had the LONGEST week so that’s why I haven’t posted#but now the bitch is back
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Stuff My Dad Said During Hamilton (Act 2)
What'd I Miss: This guy sounds like a pompous asshole.
Cabinet Battle #1: That's that line you like. The shoe fitting one. You've said that too much...
Take A Break: Where's the third sister? Did she die? Is she okay?
Say No To This: ...damn...just...damn...
The Room Where It Happens: I want to feel bad for Burr but he's reminding me of those 'try too hard' kids. Like you.
Schuyler Defeated: I knew he was gonna turn into a huge dick.
Cabinet Battle #2: He sounds like you did in kindergarten. "He was my friend first!" I think you said that word for word.
Washington On Your Side: LANGUAGE!
One Last Time: If only he had known what was going to happen to our country...
I Know Him: And here comes the other George.
The Adams Administration: Spiteful little dude...
We Know: Snitches get stitches.
Hurricane: This guy's life kinda sucks...
The Reynolds Pamphlet: No one ruining your life? Don't worry! Ruin your own...apparently.
Burn: If only she had actually burned him. Like. Revenge bitch.
Blow Us All Away: Oh yeah mini Hamiltons.
Stay Alive (Reprise): Does...Does everyone die? (Me: Eventually) Okay there's no need for smart ass comments.
It's Quiet Uptown: I'm now in like...a state of hurt and anger and...how?
Election Of 1800: That first note actually scared me...
Your Obedient Servant: Hamilton's disrespect? Doesn't Burr call his mom a whore every five songs?
Best Of Wives And Best Of Women: I've never been more emotionally hurt by a musical...
The World Was Wide Enough: Ah yes. I shall call this Act, "Stab You In The Heart Repeatedly".
Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: ...who the fuck is telling Peggy's story?
#hamilton#alexander hamilton#john laurens#marquis de lafayette#hercules mulligan#thomas jefferson#james madison#george washington#angelica schuyler#eliza schuyler#peggy schuyler#philip hamilton#lin manuel miranda#daveed diggs#okieriete onaodowan#anthony ramos#philipa soo#jasmine cephas jones#renee elise goldsberry#christopher jackson
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Blind To What's In Front Of You
by WhatsOnMyMind
What happens when Wally gets separated at the worst time possible, in the heat of the Thanagarian invasion? What happens when his rogue gallery, in a spur-of-the-moment decision, save him from being spotted again, not knowing that they were rescuing their annoying archnemesis in the process? How can Wally sneak away while injured and under the adamant refusal of his rogues, who believe he'll snitch to either the league or the bird people their location?
Today's turning out to be an interesting adventure, much to Wally's exasperated chagrin.
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or; during the Thanagar invasion, Flash needs to use the washroom at the worst time possible, gets knocked out, ends up in the reluctant hospitality of his rogues, and spends the rest of his time desperately trying to reach his team while keeping his secret identity just that
Words: 4276, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English
Fandoms: Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons), Justice League - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: Gen
Characters: Wally West, Flash (DCU), John Stewart (DCU), Green Lantern, J'onn J'onzz, Diana (Wonder Woman), Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, James Jesse, Superman, Martian Manhunter, Leonard Snart, Batman, George "Digger" Harkness, Sam Scudder, Mick Rory, Shayera Hol, Hawkgirl (DCU)
Relationships: Rogues (The Flash) & Wally West, Justice League & Wally West, John Stewart & Wally West
Additional Tags: Episode: s02e24-e26 Starcrossed (Justice League & Justice League Unlimited), Secret Identity, Crack Treated Seriously, Crack, Wally West-centric, Wally West is The Flash, Bruce Wayne is So Done, Humor, Self-Indulgent, idk where this came from, Not Beta Read, we die like wally west in young justice, or do we
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Supporting Oliver Wood - part 2
Ship: Oliver Wood x reader
a/n ;; Alrighty, this is part 2, i don't think anyone is exactly looking for a part 3 - but if you do, send the request in baby!
And i am totally stoked and excited cause i’ve been getting soon many notifications with the last two Weasley one shots i did! The George one shot - here - just blew up! And you guys are still enjoying that Ron one i did ages ago -here.
If you want more like that - or even other parts to those, you know what to do! Anyway, on to the imagine!
Imagine the entire Gryffindor team listening to you scream threats at your boyfriend from the stands - well, above the stands; they could also see you screaming threats at your boyfriend from above the stands, the flying carpet from third year forever making its appearance at the quidditch games. You, Dean Thomas, and Ginny Weasley all sat on the giant levitating carpet, Ginny laying with her head by the crook of where your thighs met your torso and her legs curled on Dean’s lap. You and Dean were holding a giant enchanted hand drawn lion flag - also courtesy of Professor flitwick of, course with more permission from Dumbledore - but, the sad thing about it was the lion was no longer even interested in the game; having gone on for so long, it was choosing to bat at a bee that seemed to have taken an interest in the colours of the sign rather than the actual game it was even created for…
“DO YOU HAVE NO SHAME?!” Sadly, instead of distracting your boyfriend, it only provided a distraction for the Weasley twins, as they took a break from ‘bludgering’ the opposing team to come and chat - since the game seemed to be going nowhere.
“Shame in what?”
“I do say Gred, what shame could we possibly bring to Gryffindor?”
“That’s what i was thinking Feorge, especially when we’re leading with 130 points!”
Glancing over at Dean before you both leaned forward to look up at the bored lion, the twins followed your line of sight before wincing and flying off.
“Okay, you make a fair point. Oi, Harry!”
“Harry, mate! Find the snitch! If you don’t hurry, people are gonna leave the stands!”
“I’m pretty sure our lion would if he could; even he’s lost interest in us!”
After your lion banner decidedly took a nap, and harry caught the snitch - your boyfriend joined you in his room to spend some well deserved one on one time - studying. Watching as you scribbled on piece after piece of paper, Oliver sat down behind you watching as you continue jotting down notes, hints, and tips on how to stop a mandrake from screaming when without dirt. number one on the list being ‘kill ‘em’ - written in deep red with arrows and little sparks with clashing swords around it.
“Maybe murder isn’t the best way to handle a mandrake, love.” your boyfriend confided from behind you rolling onto the bed to lie back with his arms behind his head and relax. As your boyfriend whistled behind you, you couldn't help but feel distracted.
“Olli?” glancing back at your boyfriend quickly you caught a glimpse of the now lazy Oliver Wood as he attempted to doze off on his bed, laying horizontally across it and whistling the theme song tune to the kids show The Bowtruckle in the Bowtie - a couple of crumpled parchment papers and frazzled quills scattered around him.
“Yes love?”
“You know my report is due tomorrow morning, correct?”
Flailing, you attempted to get your balance back and not topple off the edge of the bed as your boyfriend vaulted off like a rocket - or maybe a Weasley firecracker.
“Oliver!” you screeched as you stabilized yourself on the mattress, watching your boyfriend tear the room apart.
“It's probably still soaked in ink from yesterday!”
“Oli what are you ta-“
“Sprout is gonna kill me!”
“Olive-“ you watched him freeze as he turned to you once again, pulling at his hair.
“Oh Merlin, no, no no, oh no she’ll probably feed me to one of those wizard-eating plants!”
“Oliver?”
“You know that big red one in the back of the greenhouse with the giant jagged teeth and the orange tongue? Not the one with the little blue tongue. Merlin [y/n] It's tongue is as thick as my calves and it’s got a bigger Adam’s apple then my elbow! It could probably swallow a man whole! It’s most certainly tall enough to snatch a quidditch player out of the sky with ease! Oh merlin, I’m a quidditch player… and we just defeated Hufflepuff… MERLIN’S DRAGON’S ARSE I'M SCREWED!”
“OLIVER WOOD!”
Your boyfriend turned to you, his face, ears and neck a bright red from his session of panicking and imaginative death scenarios.
“You handed it in yesterday Oliver…”
Your boyfriend blinked at you owlishly before dropping his gaze to the ground and trudging back over to his bed before flopping onto his stomach and covering his head with his dark red pillows.
“Oliver?”
“leave me to die alone and stupid.”
“I can’t do that,” you replied to your boyfriend as you continue to scribble about mandrakes onto your parchment “you’re going to have to die with company.”
“Rude….”
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.
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“Is it’s tongue actually that thick?”
“Yes, why?”
“Do you think it could swallow a mandrake whole?”
“No, [y/n], you are not putting that in your report!”
“Do you think you’d still be able to hear it screaming?”
“[Y/N]!”
“Fine! No murder!”
#imagine#x#reader#x reader#hp x reader#oliver#wood#oliver wood#oliver x reader#wood x reader#oliver wood x reader#wood imagine#oliver imagine#oliver wood imagine#harry#potter#hp#harry potter#quidditch#wizard#wizardry#fluff#wrong-wand#fanfic
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hamilton characters during class
washington: the snitch
hamilton: kicking jefferson under the table
laurens: poking ham
lafayette: eating a baguette
mulligan: listening to other people's conversations
jefferson: sticking little pieces of tape on ham's back
aaron burr: studying
angelica: arguing with ham
eliza: drawing hearts on post-it notes
maria: crying on the floor
phillip: showing ham his poems
charles lee: hiding in the bathroom
samuel seabury: trying to start a debate
james madison: in the cafeteria
adams: sharpening everyone's pencils
george: singing for the class
peggy: in the corner
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