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CHAPTER 18: to love and to care of the world is small (but my heart is large) is up!!
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hi! for the ask game, 'fidget'!
hiya, inky! can i call you inky?
anyway, this one's from my call girl rose fic, because i've been working sporadically on that one lately. >:)
Sheepishly, Sam looks up from her coffee. “Well, thing is…”
For a long moment, she seems like she’s not going to finish the sentence at all, but then colour bleeds into her cheeks and she fidgets in her chair—and it dawns on Rose what her friend’s about to say.
“I told him he ought to hire someone, and of course, he left that to me… and I haven’t booked anyone yet. You’re sort of the only call girl I know.”
“Sam.”
#inkwardspots#thank you for the ask and for giving me an incentive to work on this fic more‚ lol!#abbey.txt
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for the ask game:
your kindness!! you're always so sweet and helpful, and you really brighten up my dash (and my day!) !!
<3
Fariha ....... it's you who's very kind...and so sweet, and outgoing, and supportive, and so talented 💌 thank you so much for being my friend and for you being you ❤️💖
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WIP last lines tag game
Rules: Share 7 (or more) lines of a WIP you've been working on.
Thank you for the tag, @youknowmevj ! Sending love 💞💞💖💖💖
Okay, I couldn't decide what to send, because be proud would be spoilers, your fingers seek mine would make everyone cry, so I decided on six lies and one truth.
Premise: An agreement is made on the dawn of 2nd May, 1998. Harry gives Voldemort victory in return of stopping the hunt of muggle-borns and letting them normally into the wizarding society, and in return, Harry will never raise her wand against him nor he against her. Voldemort agrees. The vow is made, a contract signed, and Harry leaves wizarding society in Britain. After six months, she leaves England to travel the world. Voldemort didn't think Harry would ever leave. So, he tracks Harry’s whereabouts down every month, trying to convince her to come back to England.
“Well, thanks to you, we have forever, and if you grow bored, you’ve got plenty of other things to do!” hollered Harry.
“I don't want to do anything else, you stubborn witch!” shrieked Voldemort.
“Says the most stubborn wizard in the history of the world!” hollered Harry, trying to kick him off her, the grass of the field mildly itching at the back of her shirt. But Voldemort was too heavy, and the kicks all missed. “You selfish old man, leave me to live!"
Staring up into red eyes that seemed to see only her, Harry felt tears edge at her eyelashes, voice breaking, turning hoarse. “You have what you want! You won! Leave me be! Let me live a life without you!”
“Noooo!” Voldemort cried, the word filled with deep agony — one Harry felt like an echo in her soul, like someone stabbed her in the heart — like the mere idea of what Harry said brought him immense pain, like it was killing him.
Voldemort strikes out like a snake, white hands lunging, wrapping around Harry's wrists like two snakes, long skeletal fingers coiling around them, pinning them to the ground.
Harry never realized how tall Voldemort was until he was on top of her, casting an immense shadow over her, creating a shade for Harry with his own body, protecting her from the glare of the shining sun.
“You’re —” sneered Voldemort. Whatever it was Harry was, Voldemort could not articulate it, howling in rage instead.
Harry felt the same.
He looks beautiful in the sun, thought Harry, mesmerized, staring up at the waxy skin of Voldemort's white face gleaming like a pearl.
Then…
I want to kiss him.
Tagging (no pressure): @tommarvoloriddlesdiary , @liquidluckandstuff @limonium-anemos @riddlemeharder @shouldertallabyss @inkwardspots @loneamaryllis @cordeliawrites @purplewitch156 @monsieurclavier @mishqua @isalisewrites
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i was tagged by @9puppiesdrowninginapool for the moodboard tag. yours look so good omg! thank you for including me ♡
rules: go to Pinterest, search “[your name] core aesthetic” and create a moodboard from the first nine images. no need to mention your name!
these... strangely perfectly fit me. "it's in the name" haha
i tag: @ispeakuniverse, @mysoulremains, @deardiary17, @xiu-bee, @pangzi , @gingerteaonthetardis , @saecookie, @holdvilagos , @kaichouchou, @kafkascupcake, @nerdie-faerie, @inkwardspots , @angelictimelord2, @finn-shitposts , @panlyra
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Rules: Type <your name> core aesthetic on pinterest and share the results!
Tagged by @rosettyller
Tagging: @michael-the-angelo, @nerdyravenclawperson, @inkwardspots, @thereisnoneedtocallmesir, @gingerteaonthetardis
#Tagged#My moodboards#im not surprised by the colour palette of this at all 🙃#again i dont know whos already been tagged and most of my old mutuals arent active any more 😅
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tagged by @inkwardspots - thanks darling, I do love these! I’m going to tag @ambertea, @gingerteaonthetardis, @darth-tella, @thirdeyeblue - if you want! And anybody else who fancies, please do!
Rules: answer 21 questions and tag 21 ppl who you want to know better
1. nickname: loup
2. zodiac: Taurus
3. height: 5′4 (6 ft to some, also a head hobbit model)
4. last movie i saw: the Emperor’s New Groove
5. last thing i googled: how to spell emperor
6. favourite musician: David Bowie
7. song stuck in my head: Doves - There Goes The Fear
8. other blogs: @mellarking-about, @ambertea
9. do i get asks: sporadically
10. blogs following: lots
11. amount of sleep: in general, about 6/7 hours. I work best on 5-7 hours sleep, which sucks because I do love me some zzz’s.
12. lucky number: none
13. what i’m wearing: pyjamas (foxes, to be precise!)
14. dream job: forensic psychiatrist
15. dream trip: at the moment, Paris (or Tokyo, when someone isn’t watching me write this)
16. favourite food: Bafang Yunji Dumplings, number 2 Panfried Leeks 🤤
17. play any instruments: violin
18. languages: English, French, a long-forgotten A-level German
19. favourite songs: David Bowie - The Man Who Sold The World, Boney M - Rasputin (♥️), a few more!
20. random fact: I’ve got aphantasia!
21. describe yourself as aesthetic things: I took a quiz to determine which aesthetic I am and its none of them so here are some things that sum up my personality: bougie shit, a good northern brew, excel spreadsheets, movie marathons, fizzy sweets, pretzels, corgis, otters, coffee, 90s pop, vaseline (for my feet), macarons (for my belly)
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Office Dating Really Sucks (Mostly For Tom, Though)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ax4jzHT
by InkwardSpots
Barty and Regulus, the dream team!...And then, not.
Barty isn't taking the break up too well, and Regulus seems heartless, really. And honestly, can Tom not have just one meeting about preparing for the French delegate?
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Can be read as either a stand alone or companion to the world is small (but my heart is large)
Words: 417, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of tom and harri, the most unwilling of soulmates (plus, all their other shenanigans)
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen, M/M
Characters: Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Tom Riddle, Severus Snape, Barty Crouch Jr., Avery Jr. | Severus Snape's Schoolmate, Regulus Black, Sirius Black (Mentioned), The Infamous French Delegate, Lucius Malfoy
Relationships: Regulus Black/Barty Crouch Jr., Barty Crouch Jr. & Tom Riddle | Voldemort
Additional Tags: Basially, this was too funny not to write, Barty's deals with a break up...badly, and now Tom has to deal with the consequences...namely fining out they had sex in his office, also, Barty LOVES making puppy eyes
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ax4jzHT
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The Stronger Her Hearts Beat (The Faster Fate Unravels)
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/h297Sap
by InkwardSpots
Jenny is supposed to be dead. But, unfathomably, she is alive.
Her hearts beats for her family and she relishes each day - loves the adventure, the mishaps, the mayhem. And yet, sometimes her hearts can't take the loving and losing. Sometimes she wonders why her dad looks so sad and smiles so wide. Sometimes, she feels something is missing and her hearts twinge at the name 'Rose' like a confusing familiarity - one she knew so long ago but now can't recall at all.
She can't put a face to the name, and yet, she soon might.
Words: 1018, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/M
Characters: Rose Tyler, Rose Tyler | Bad Wolf, The Doctor (Doctor Who), Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who), Donna Noble, River Song, Martha Jones, Metacrisis Tenth Doctor, Jenny (Doctor Who: The Doctor's Daughter)
Relationships: Jenny (Doctor Who: The Doctor's Daughter) & Rose Tyler, Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler, The Doctor (Doctor Who)/Rose Tyler, Martha Jones & Donna Noble, Tenth Doctor & Martha Jones, Tenth Doctor & Donna Noble, The Doctor & Jenny (Doctor Who: The Doctor's Daughter), Donna Noble & Jenny (Doctor Who: The Doctor's Daughter), Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler
Additional Tags: Episode: s04e06 The Doctor's Daughter, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Gift Fic, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/h297Sap
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52 and 79/80 for the ask game!!
ooh okay thank you for the ask! 💗
"marriage of convenience" and "green eyed epiphany"
i legitimately just read a fic like this haha so it's hard to get that one out of my head--gonna start with Nine to make sure I can get something original going! so let's say that Nine is getting pressured by his cousin/elder sibling Donna (I just think the sibling sass between these two would be excellent) to get married (and probably also continue the family line; I feel like that's just how it goes in these historical sorts of fics haha) given that he's not getting any younger and he's quickly running out of options for people to court. Nine just wants to be a travelling doctor/medic; it's what he did as a soldier during the last war, and it's hard for him to stay settled in one place now without utterly losing his sense of purpose.
Rose, on the other hand, is trying to escape her own arranged marriage. Her parents are on the brink of accepting an offer from the family of James Stone, who are valuable business partners to Pete and whom her family respects greatly. Rose, however, has witnessed firsthand what a scumbag James Stone can be, and can't seem to convince her parents that he's anything other than a young man that "just needs to mature a little bit, that's all."
she attempts to confront James Stone herself to ask him to call off the proposal, only to find herself running when she finds him drunk, belligerent and angry at her words. at one point, she stumbles over an uneven portion of road, twisting her ankle and skinning her knees and palms a bit.
Nine finds her there almost immediately and patches her up. they get to talking and come to the realization that they can solve each other's issues by marrying each other, thus satisfying Donna for the time being and giving Rose's parents no choice but to decline the proposal from James Stone. they elope quickly, and Rose joins Nine on the road. both are of the understanding that their marriage is in name only, and is only relevant when they are in their hometown or when the situation requires it.
it's great at first, travelling with a friend--the pair of them find that while they don't have much in common, they quite enjoy each other's company, and being on the road together might be the happiest they've ever been. but when they reach a town that's miles and miles away from London and Nine books them separate rooms at an inn, Rose is surprised by the hurt she feels. her heart sinks further when she finds him later sitting at the bar with another woman (Jabe? Lynda? insert person of your choice lol) and he doesn't even seem to realize she's entered the room.
conversely, Nine doesn't even recognize the burning in his chest when he enters the tavern attached to the inn the next day to see Rose having breakfast with a gentleman he's never seen before in his life and who is sitting far, far too close to his wife (adam? jack? take your pick lol).
they continue their journey later that afternoon, slowly making their way towards the coast, where they've heard a town ravaged by a flash flood is in need of assistance. tensions are high between Nine and Rose as they both stew on the idea of the other flirting with strangers.
who will break first? good, good question...
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I'm a bit late but...LAST and the prompt 'dynamite'!!
i'm going to ignore the last JUST because my current project is a bit 🍆👀
dynamite, ahh...
She’s wearing a dress, and he’s noticing. He’s so utterly shit at working out what to say in moments like this--beautiful for a human had somehow not worked out in his favour, and apparently staring in awe wasn’t cutting it either.
No, he needs to say something. Something to let her know just how much he values her. Lets her know just how beautiful she is, just how perfect she seems every time she wanders into his line of site.
“Do you like it?” She asks, twirling, and his brain twirls right with her.
“You look...” Say beautiful. Say gorgeous. Say wonderful. “Dynamite.”
She blinks. “Sorry?”
“Dynamite!” He scratches his head. “You know? Like, hot.”
“You think I’m hot?” She says slowly. He shakes his head.
“No, not hot--”
“--so you don’t think I’m hot?”
He stops, horrified. She smiles, walking over and giving him a quick peck on the cheek. Once again, he is speechless.
“Thanks, Doctor. You look dynamite too.”
#so sorry how long this took lmaoooo#you literally couldve gotten an online shopping order in the time it took for me to figure out what to do with this prompt#also i have no idea why i'm using present tense god bless#asks#inkwardspots
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For @twinsunkithies, I hope this cheers you up <3!
“Flying, Headmaster…” She says, pausing briefly, trying to collect her words as a tense stillness grips the air, “Is wonderful. My magic feels calm in the air,” She admits, clenching the broomstick so tight she fears it may splinter, “It’s nothing like when I’m on the ground, like it’s burning me alive. When I’m in the air, the fire is calm. Good, even, like it’s a warm presence inside me instead of an inferno, Headmaster. If possible,” Harri says, meek at first but growing confident as the vigour and desire and want grows in her eyes, in her soul, “I would like to continue flying, even if it’s through…Quidditch, was it called?”
“Yes, Miss Potter.” The Headmaster says softly, dark robes drawing away from the darker and emptier portrait frame, “Quidditch…is dangerous. Easy to get hurt, even.” He says quietly, like wind chimes against the fluttering air, “If you’re not careful, not good, you can get injured very easily. With your conditions…it would be more fatal than most.”
“But I am good.” Harri says certainly, even if she has flown less than an hour in her entire life, “I know I’m good. It’s as easy as breathing, Headmaster, like I’m a bird gliding on the wind.”
And suddenly, the Headmaster pauses, as if he’s seeing a ghost.
(Oh, come on, Reg. You know, I’m good. His brother smirks, arrogance and assurance in his eyes, No one’s better than me and James as flying. Not even you, my star Slytherin seeker. He teases, ruffling Regulus’s curled and pampered hair.
How Regulus hates it.
How he loves it.)
But, as if the vision passes, Headmaster Black smiles.
It is soft and tentative and sincere.
“Well.” He proclaims, haughty and cold eyes fading away to reveal soft, molten ones that reveal his true nature, “I believe you have your answer, Minerva, Horace. But,” He says sternly, fiercely, looking at the adults behind her, “She must be checked by Poppy before and after every game. Training, I’m sure, will be fine, but the Hospital Wing will always be open to you, just like any Hogwarts student, Miss Potter. I will not have any child die during my tenure, not like before.” He says determinedly, before his forehead creases and he collapses in his chair.
“Leave me.” He says, waving a hand in dismissal as they file out.
Harri follow her Professor’s but as she turns to close the door, the sight catches her:
Headmaster Black, collapsed against his desk, looking so alone and lonely. Next to him, an empty perch, covered in dust and previous life. And behind him, in the portrait…A man, old and wizened, with resplendent star-covered robes and twinkling eyes hidden by half-moon spectacles.
He winks at her as she closes the door, an amused closed-lip smile on his lips before Harri closes the door finally with a heavy thud all that is left before Madam Pomfrey drags her to the Hospital Wing for another check-up and to tut her disapproval at the Headmaster’s decision.
From Chapter 17: the brightest stars in the night of the world is small (but my heart is large)
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latest line tag game
rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote and try to tag as many people as there are words.
i was tagged by @deardiary17! thank you, sasha!! here's the latest (freshly-added) line in my christmas invasion au:
"Easy now," she warns, "or you'll get stuck with the pointy end this time."
did i give rose the sword instead of the doctor? hm... whomst can say?
that's 14 words so i'm tagging: @sunnibits (of course), @saecookie (naturally), @caspersgraveyard (with best regards), @lotsofthinkythoughts, @sunniebelle, @jefflion (what are you writing these days?), @kelkat9, @inkwardspots, @flamesandpages, @nerdie-faerie, aaaaand i can't think of anybody else off the top of my head, sorry if some of you guys don't even write! no pressure, ignore me. or just write a sentence down like, "hey, abbey, what's wrong with you?" that would probably count...
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For the ask game - definitely candy store. You are just so pink, pink, pink!!
Awww, thank you, my dear! You are so sweet!
ask game
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WIP Wednesday
Thank you for the tag @chiocchi 🥹 and @hazelnut1 ! 💖💖💖
Tagging (no pressure): @isalisewrites @youknowmevj @shouldertallabyss @maidenwychelm @leafiloaf @duplicitywrites @tommarvoloriddlesdiary @riddlemeharder @liquidluckandstuff @mishqua @mrmxlemons @ginnyruin @mayfriend @kagariasuha @louveclaviere @inkwardspots @cannibalinc @itsevanffs @purplewitch156 @loneamaryllis @snake-queen7 @ahru0226 @solavonn @limonium-anemos
I'm working on nynn ch 40 so I suppose I'll send a bit of that 😊
“Lumos.” whispered Harry. A small, white light flickered atop her wand, illuminating the darkness of the narrow hallway.
In the darkness, Harry traced the outlines of Lord Voldemort's back, a skeletal ivory figure clad in black.
Restraining a shriek of terror by slamming her palm over her mouth, forcing the shriek to resound in her throat instead, Harry leapt behind the wall.
“Nox!” Harry whispered urgently, barely above a breath, mindful not to be heard. The light went out at once. Starting to curse herself for giving into the need for light, Harry remained pressed with her back against the wall in the swathing darkness, unable to see a thing, chest heaving rapidly.
For long seconds, Harry counted her breaths, clutching her wand until her palm started to sweat. She was shaking.
Nothing happened. It was fine. Voldemort didn't see her. She was safe.
Harry peeked out from the corner of the wall. In the darkness, she could make out the outline of Voldemort's figure. He did not move, did not turn.
He didn't see her. Thank Merlin.
“Hello, Harry.” said Voldemort, his cold voice carrying through the hallway like a burst of calamitous wind.
The startled yelp Harry released was a completely reasonable reaction.
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I was tagged by @sera-chyeah to spell my url out with song titles and then tag as many people as there are letters in my url(my url is so long omg). Thank you Darling 💙💙💙
E - Emotional Machine by Marina Diamandis
N - Nobody by Mitski
G - Garden by Pearl Jam
L - Lovesong by The Cure
I - I miss 2003 by As It Is
S - Sacrifice by London After Midnight
H - Honey by Kehlani
B - Bad Habits by Ed Sheeran
U - Utraviolence by Lana del Rey
N - New Rules by Dua Lipa
N - Next episode starts in 15 seconds by Johhny Loyd
Y - You found me by The Fray
R - Rocky Trail by Kings of Conviniences
O - Open waters reckless fishes by Squalloscope
C - Careless Whisper by The King George Michael
K - Kaleidoscope by Hurts
S - Shinigami eyes by Grimes
I tag: @pangzi, @deardiary17, @gingerteaonthetardis, @saecookie, @inkwardspots, @kaichouchou, @xiu-bee, @dandaelions, @vanajannoita, @that-one-random-stuff, @rose--tyler, @black-rosegold, @finn-shitposts,
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