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godwantsit · 1 year
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pokemonpowergirl · 1 year
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April 1, 1997
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March 24, 2023
Peak Growth.
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azastr · 10 months
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Serpent's Shield
Draco Malfoy
Description : Theo and Blaise being the ultimate wingmen and protecting Y/n through Hogwarts and beyond
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Draco's Friends Being Protective 
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was bustling with students going about their daily routines. Draco Malfoy, with his platinum blond hair and smug expression, was striding through the corridors, accompanied by his loyal friends, Theo Nott and Blaise Zabini. Their presence exuded an air of superiority, and their eyes scanned the surroundings for any potential threats. 
Meanwhile, in the Great Hall, Y/n , with her unruly Y/hc hair cascading around her shoulders, sat with her fellow Y/H classmates. Her Y/ec eyes sparkled with mischief as she engaged in lively conversations. She had come a long way from her early days at Hogwarts when she and Draco were sworn enemies. 
As the lunch break approached, Draco excused himself from his friends, intending to join Y/n. Sensing his departure, Theo and Blaise exchanged knowing glances. They had seen the love that blossomed between Draco and Y/n, but they also understood the lingering prejudices of Draco's pureblood upbringing. 
Blaise, with his observant nature, leaned closer to Theo and whispered, "Keep an eye on Y/n while Draco is away. We know how protective he is of her." 
Theo nodded in agreement, his dark eyes focused on Y/n's table. He had witnessed their journey from animosity to love, and he vowed to protect their happiness at any cost. 
A Protective Stance 
The Potions classroom buzzed with activity as students prepared ingredients for their potions. Draco and Y/n worked at neighboring desks, casting occasional glances at each other. Draco's focus was split between his potion and the desire to ensure Y/n's safety, even when he wasn't by her side. 
Meanwhile, Theo and Blaise, who were seated in the back row, exchanged a knowing glance. Theo nudged Blaise with his elbow, gesturing toward Y/n, who was momentarily distracted while stirring her potion. 
"I'll be right back," Blaise said quietly, making his way toward Y/n's desk. 
As Y/n looked up, she found Blaise standing beside her, a protective glint in his eyes. He leaned in and whispered, "Need any help with that potion Y/n/n?" 
She smiled gratefully, recognizing the genuine concern in his voice. "I think I've got it, but thank you, Blaise." 
Blaise nodded and returned to his seat, shooting a reassuring look at Draco. Y/n felt a warm sense of security knowing that Draco's friends cared for her well-being just as much as he did. 
A Watchful Eye 
In the library , Y/n sat on a plush armchair, engrossed in a book. The crackling fireplace cast a warm glow on her face as she read, occasionally running her fingers through her hair. Unbeknownst to her, Theo and Blaise had taken it upon themselves to keep a watchful eye from a distance. 
Theo leaned against a nearby bookshelf, his gaze fixed on Y/n. "She's too engrossed in that book. What if someone tries to bother her?" 
Blaise, ever the rational one, replied, "Relax, Theo. She's more than capable of handling herself. But it never hurts to be cautious." 
Just as he finished speaking, a group of rowdy Gryffindor boys approached Y/n, eyeing her with mischievous intent. Sensing trouble, Blaise straightened up, ready to intervene. 
Before he could make a move, Y/n closed her book with a determined look on her face. She stood up, her eyes flashing with confidence. "If any of you boys think you can intimidate me, think again. I won't hesitate to hex you into next week." 
Theo and Blaise exchanged impressed smiles as the group of boys, taken aback by her fierce demeanor, backed off and left Y/n alone. 
Standing Up for Y/n 
It was a chilly evening at Hogwarts, and the students had gathered in the courtyard, enjoying the festivities of the Yule Ball. Y/n, in her flowing gown, looked resplendent as she twirled across the dance floor with Draco by her side. They had managed to steal a moment away from the crowd, reveling in their newfound affection. 
However, as they passed a group of Ravenclaw students, whispers and jeers followed in their wake. Y/n's smile wavered, her grip on Draco's hand tightening. Sensing her unease, Draco's protective instincts kicked in, his grey eyes narrowing with determination. 
But before he could confront the Ravenclaws, Theo and Blaise stepped forward, intercepting the group. Theo's voice rang out, laced with authority. "If any of you dare to insult Y/n, you'll answer to all of us." 
The Ravenclaws faltered, their mocking expressions turning into ones of caution. Blaise, his voice dripping with warning, added, "She's Draco's girl. Show some respect." 
The scene shifted, and years passed, but the protectiveness of Theo and Blaise remained steadfast. 
Theo and Blaise's Unwavering Protection 
Years had passed since their Hogwarts days, and Draco and Y/n were now happily married. Their home was a sanctuary where they built a life together, shielded from the remnants of their past. Yet, Theo and Blaise's protective instincts remained as strong as ever. 
On a sunny afternoon, Draco had to attend an urgent meeting at the Ministry, leaving Y/n at home. Sensing Draco's absence, Theo and Blaise decided to pay her a visit. 
Y/n welcomed them with a warm smile and invited them inside. As they settled in the cozy living room, Theo couldn't help but voice his concern. "You know, Y/n/n, we'll always be here for you, even when Draco isn't around. You're like family to us." 
Blaise nodded, his voice filled with genuine affection. "You're our sister, Y/n/n, and we won't let anything or anyone harm you. Not now, not ever." 
Y/n's eyes shimmered with gratitude as she squeezed their hands. "Thank you, boys. I know I'm safe with you by my side. Draco is lucky to have you both and so am I." 
A Protective Gesture 
In the late evening, Draco returned home from his long day at the Ministry. He found Y/n, Theo, and Blaise gathered in the living room, engaged in a lighthearted conversation. Draco's eyes softened as he took in the sight of his wife and friends, their bond unbreakable. 
As he approached Y/n, Draco noticed something different. On her wrist, she wore a delicate silver bracelet adorned with protective charms. It was a gift from Theo and Blaise, a symbol of their unwavering love and protection. 
Draco's heart swelled with gratitude as he leaned down to kiss Y/n's forehead. "Thank you for looking after my love when I'm away, you two. I couldn't ask for better friends." 
Theo smirked playfully, his eyes twinkling. "We prefer to call it 'keeping your darling safe,' Draco." 
Blaise chuckled and added, "Besides, who else is going to make sure your wife doesn't hex anyone who dares to cross her?" 
A Night Out 
Draco and Y/n, stepped into a bustling wizarding pub, hand in hand. The dimly lit room was filled with laughter and chatter, but Draco's sharp eyes scanned the crowd, ever vigilant for any potential threat. 
Unbeknownst to them, Theo and Blaise had been observing their every move from a corner table. They exchanged a knowing look and rose to their feet, determined to ensure Y/n's safety. As Draco and Y/n settled at the bar, engaged in light banter, Theo and Blaise positioned themselves strategically around the room, their presence a silent shield. 
A Jealous Encounter 
At a lavish wizarding event, Y/n, adorned in an elegant gown, radiated beauty and grace. Draco, unable to tear his eyes away from her, held her possessively by his side. They mingled with the elite, the envy of many. 
However, as the night progressed, an admirer approached Y/n, his intentions not entirely pure. Draco's instincts flared, but before he could intervene, Blaise smoothly intercepted the intruder, his eyes flashing with warning. "I believe she's taken." 
The admirer retreated, realizing he had underestimated the strength of Y/n's protectors. Blaise turned to Y/n, a playful grin on his face. "Seems like we still have to remind people she's yours, Draco." 
The Next Generation of Protection 
In the cozy confines of Draco and Y/n's home, Scorpius, their young son, played with his toy broomstick, his grey eyes reflecting the innocent joy of childhood. Draco watched him fondly, his heart swelling with pride and love. 
Theo and Blaise, now older but no less protective, sat nearby, their eyes trained on Scorpius. Blaise's voice held a hint of amusement. "Looks like Scorpius is going to have his own set of protectors someday." 
Theo chuckled, his gaze never leaving the young boy. "Indeed. And we'll be right here, ensuring his happiness and safety, just like we did for his parents." 
As the years went by, Draco's friends remained steadfast in their protective nature, ensuring that Y/n, their once-archnemesis-turned-love, would always feel safe and cherished, surrounded by the unwavering loyalty of those closest to Draco's heart. 
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idk why but in my imagination these three remind me on Prongs, Padfoot and Moony 🤷‍♀️
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sanddollarpoems · 26 days
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An ordinary morning
Used to hold so much meaning
Now just a rehearsal
Of traditions once learned
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iggysbestman · 2 months
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Before (June 2023?)
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Now (Jan 2024!!)
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My art style with humans is very noticeable now that I look at my older drawings…
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I don't care. Three words that someone who cares too much has chanted to themselves, trying to believe.
I hate you. Three words that someone who loves too much has yelled trying to believe.
I love you. Three words that someone filled with resentment has spoken trying to believe.
I'll be fine. Three words that someone who is falling apart tries to believe.
Leave me alone. Three words that someone who’s heart needs attention tries to believe.
Don't touch me. Three words that someone who craves touch tries to believe.
These are words that have been repeated innecessantly over many millenia. Words repeated by people covering their ears, afraid they might hear the beating of their heart which says otherwise.
To be human is to be contradictory and contradictory we will be.
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thetacoshellturtle · 1 year
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Leon, sweetie- Please- q q btw that's supposed to be the weird food It looks gross That's the point The message I got was that it looked gross, so I'm sharing that same message
Warning- the next picture is extremely angsty Leon is not dead, he's just really sick
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Well, Leon, that's what happens when you don't take care of yourself smh (I say, as I forget to eat and drink constantly)
@leglessstreetlights I drew your boys and I want to cry now(apparently my lack of control over my emotions just gets worse when I'm empathizing with a smol child) It's gonna be okay, little Leo \(q q\)
Fanart for Three-Sided Coin on ao3 Because this fic lives in my head rent free And will not leave me alone
I am definitely going to make more fanart of this fic But like- Whatever wholesome stuff I can find probably
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mstr164 · 8 months
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過去と現在。
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oceancentury · 2 months
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The past, the present and the future.
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puppy--jam · 7 months
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When you decided to search about cartoons/games/whatever from your past and you discover something what you wish to forget.
I cannot believe that I as a child was watching so many shit.
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lairesta · 26 days
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"As soon as [Frodo] set foot upon the far bank of Silverlode a strange feeling had come upon him, and it deepened as he walked on into the Naith: it seemed to him that he had stepped over a bridge of time and into a corner of the Elder Days, and was now walking in a world that was no more. In Rivendell there was the memory of ancient things; in Lórien the ancient things still lived on in the waking world"
"Here is the heart of Elvendom on earth, [Aragorn] said, and here my heart dwells ever..."
-- J.R.R. Tokien, The Lord of The Rings, The Fellowship of The Ring --
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pokemonpowergirl · 1 year
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Nurse Joy and Gon-Chan Past and Present.
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azastr · 10 months
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Inherited Promises
Draco Malfoy x Potter reader
Description : Y/n seeing her father and uncles in her boyfriend and his friends
I just feel like they are similar
we don't consider that rat as a Marauder
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Y/n walked through the corridors of Hogwarts, her emerald green eyes scanning the familiar surroundings. It was a quiet afternoon, and most students were either in class or enjoying the outdoors. As she turned a corner, she caught sight of three figures ahead. Draco, Theo, and Blaise. The Slytherin trio. The Marauders, as she liked to think of them. 
Her heart skipped a beat as memories flooded her mind. Memories of her father, James Potter, and her uncles, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. The mischievous smiles, the pranks, the laughter. They were the Marauders, and now, Draco, Theo, and Blaise embodied that spirit. 
Draco, with his platinum blond hair glistening in the sunlight, stood tall and proud, exuding an air of confidence that mirrored her father's. His dark grey eyes twinkled mischievously, and his infamous smirk adorned his face. The sight of Draco stirred emotions within her that were both familiar and comforting. As she watched him banter with Theo and Blaise, Y/n's heart warmed, drawing comparisons between Draco and her dad, who was known as Prongs during his time at Hogwarts.  
Theo, with his shaggy black hair and a glint of mischief in his eyes, mirrored Sirius, her Godfather in both appearance and demeanor. His carefree nature and quick wit were reminiscent of the legendary troublemaker, and the way he interacted with Draco brought a smile to Y/n's face. Just like Padfoot, Theo had a knack for finding trouble and bringing laughter to their lives.  
Blaise, with his refined features, calm demeanor and wise eyes, was a mirror of her uncle Moony, a werewolf with a golden heart. His thoughtful nature and loyalty were apparent in the way he stood by Draco's side, just as Remus had stood by her father and Sirius during their time as the Marauders. In her heart, Y/n knew she could always count on Blaise, just as her parents had relied on Uncle Remus. 
Lost in her thoughts, Y/n felt a surge of nostalgia and affection. They were her family now, her brothers in every sense of the word. The past animosity between her and Draco seemed like a distant memory. They had grown, changed, and love had blossomed where hatred once thrived. 
Draco turned his head, his gaze meeting hers, and a slow smile spread across his face. "There's my love," he said, his voice filled with affection. "Come join us." 
Y/n's heart fluttered at his endearment, and she walked over to him, her steps light and graceful. She couldn't resist teasing him, a playful glint in her eyes. "Well, well, ferret. Causing trouble with your friends?" 
Draco chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. "Always," he replied, his voice filled with pride. "But I believe we're the charming kind of troublemakers." 
Theo and Blaise laughed, joining in the banter. "You know it, Y/n/n," Theo said, a mischievous spark in his eyes. "We've got a reputation to uphold." 
Y/n's smile widened, her heart swelling with warmth. As she stood beside Draco, she couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging. She looked at him, her eyes filled with affection, and whispered, "Ferret, sometimes I can't help but think of my dad and uncles when I see you and your friends. Just like them always up to no good, but with hearts full of loyalty and love. It's like they've been reborn in all of you."  
Draco's smirk softened, and he entwined his fingers with hers. "They were legends, Y/n. And if I can even come close to being half the man your father was, I'll consider myself lucky." 
They all went to the Great Hall and settled down. The Sorting Hat began its song, and Y/n's attention shifted to the first years being sorted into their Houses. But even as the sorting continued, she couldn't shake the feeling that her father's spirit lived on in the halls of Hogwarts, embodied by Draco and his friends. 
Throughout the evening, as Y/n reunited with her fellow Y/H and settled into her dormitory, her mind kept drifting back to Draco and the Slytherin trio. She knew their journey together wouldn't be without challenges, just like her parents' relationship had faced its fair share of obstacles. But she also knew that love could conquer even the deepest divides. 
As she lay in bed, Y/n let the memories of her father, his friends, and her own journey with Draco wash over her. Together, they were the next generation of mischief-makers, weaving their own story within the hallowed walls of Hogwarts. And as they carried on the legacy of the Marauders, love and friendship intertwined, Y/n knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be. 
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just want to know.. what do you think about your friends, both old and new. what do you see them as in your own perspective? other then seeing their levels that is.
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Dread
@vox-the-warlock
@jamestheenderman
@chimerical-waters
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g-h-o-s-t-2000 · 5 months
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I buried all my memories I threw all my life into the sea
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ayyy-imma-ninja · 1 year
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What was/is the favourite time of the boys? I mean do they like how the word and environment change throughout time? Do they like the modern era, or did they prefer the older eras, where there was no cars and advanced technology?
They certainly preferred the times with less noise pollution, or pollution in general. Things were much more quiet in their earlier years. Cars weren't zooming by, dispensing toxic gas into the air.
Yet days in the distant past had their qualms, too. Many wars, lots of fighting and bloodshed the fairies had to flee.
And yet, the risk of adults wasn't as high in the past as it is now.
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