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agirlsguidetolove · 8 months

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I THOUGHT YOU KNEW

pairings: theodore nott x reader

word count: 0.9k

summary: “i thought you knew?” “you thought i knew we were dating?” “yes!” “how would i know that, nott, you never told me.”

Theodore Nott had dead eyes. That was something you had learned early on in your friendship with the boy; never expect his eyes to tell you anything. But, right now, you couldn’t help but wonder if your own advice was wrong because the look he was giving you in the moment was the farthest thing to dead. Alive.

Theodore’s eyes were ablazed, like you had lit a match in his face just as he had done with his cigarettes the night before. They looked on fire as he glared off at you, standing and chatting with some Ravenclaw boy who had decided to make the stupid of going to a slytherin party and talking to Theo’s girl.

It was a common fact that you and Theo had something, everyone knew. Well, maybe except for you.

Maybe that’s why you hadn’t expected for Theodore to waltz up to you and your new friend and throw an arm over your shoulder, and stand and listen to you too talk, not saying a word.

“Think we should get out of here?” Was the first thing he said to you, well, whispered into your ear, pulling you closer.

“I’m okay here, Teddy,” you said. Theo visible softened, melting into you at the nickname only you were allowed to call him. “You can go, though. I’ll be alright, promise.”

Theo smiled at you as you patted his arm that was wrapped around your shoulder, watching as your attention drifted back to whoever this guy was. He sighed.

“I know,” Theo started before your Ravenclaw friend interrupted.

“Yeah, mate, we’ll be okay,” he said. Theo hardened, dead eyes becoming colder as he took his arm off your shoulder, stepping forward and shoving the guy.

“Was I fucking talking to you, mate?” he spit.

“Woah!” you cut, pulling Theo back with your hand to his chest, “What the hell, Theo?”

“Yeah,” the Raveclaw pants. “What the hell, Nott? Calm down!”

Theodore sneers, glaring harshly ate the boy before hissing, “Fuck off,” and pushing past him and bumping his shoulder aggressively as he makes his way out of the common room.

Staring of at his fuming figure you quickly apologize to the boy before chasing off after Theo. When you find him, he’s angrily pacing through the hallway, running a hand through his hair.

“Theo,” you state angrily. Theo’s head whips to where you stand before shaking his head and choosing to walk away from you and down the hall.

“Theo!” you yell, walking quickly behind him. “What the fuck was that about? Can you wait for a second and talk to me?”

Theo stops, allowing you to catch up to him. You can practically see the steam coming out when he turns to you. “What am I supposed to do?” he asks bitterly. “Just let him flirt with you?”

“What?” you ask, just as bitter. “What are you talking about? Why’d you have to fucking shove, Dylan?”

Dylan. Theodore scoffs, getting madder by the second. He takes a step closer, towering over you. “So I’m just supposed to stand there when some prick is running up on my girlfriend!”

Girlfriend? What the hell was he on about. “Girlfriend?” you question, softer.

“Yes! You’re my girlfriend!” Theodore shouted. He just wasn’t getting it, was he?

“What?” you spluttered. “Since when?”

“What,” Theo got quieter.

“i didn’t know…” you said. “when did we start dating?…o-officially?”

“You didn’t know?” he repeated, incredulous. “I… I thought… I thought you knew?”

“You thought I knew we were dating?” You were getting louder, voice echoing off the walked.

“Yes!” Theo yelled, eyes getting sadder.

“How would I know that, Nott, you never told me!”

Theodore shakes his head, again getting gentle. “Don’t start calling me ‘Nott’ now, angel, you don’t do that.”

“Theo,” you reiterated, taking a breath. “When did we— when did we start ‘dating’.”

Theo looks like a kicked puppy when he says, “Last trip to Hogsmeade. We kissed.”

Looking at the ground, you say, “Just because we kissed doesn’t mean we’re dating.”

“To me, it did!”

“You kiss plenty of girls that you’re not dating!” you argue.

Theo scoffs, “They’re not you, now are they?”

“Teddy,” you say, tears quickly forming in your eyes. Looking up at him, he purses his lips, heart breaking in his chest. “Why couldn’t you have just asked me to be your girlfriend?”

“Love, I… I thought you knew, didn’t I?”

“Yeah,” you swallow, hugging yourself with your own arms, still holding in your tears. “Well, I didn’t.”

It’s silent between you both for a moment, nothing but you staring at the floor and Theo staring at you. Theo takes a small step forward, his hands touching where you hold yourself. “Would you?” he says, “Be my girlfriend, if I asked?”

“Yeah,” you chuckle, looking up at him, “if you’d ask, you dick.”

Theo chuckles, dipping his head low and putting his lips against yours. His lips are so soft, despite how he tastes like liquor and cigarettes. He breaks apart from you, hand coming to caress your cheek. “Would you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes, I would.”

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i 🫶 theo nott

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redheadspark · 3 months

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Can i Ask for an Oliver Wood x female reader, with promote 1 were reader is like very smart and they are like enemies to lovers or something. Only if you want of course😊

A/N - YAS! This will be cute for Oliver! Thanks for requesting this, anon!

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Summary - You and Oliver were always at each other's necks....until now

Warnings - Just some cute fluff

“You can cut it with a knife,”

“You think so?”

“Come on, look at them!”

Ron looked over at the small argument that unfolded in front of them out on the lawn. It was between you and Oliver Wood, two captains from rival teams that were bickering with each other on practice times on the pitch. It was awkward mostly, since both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw teams were awkwardly waiting on the sidelines to see who was going to win the verbal spat between their Captains. But this was no real shocker to either team nor was it the first time this has happened.

In fact, this was the fourth time this season alone.

“You’ve always hogged the pitch twenty minutes longer than what’s on the practice schedule, Wood! You needed the extra time because your team’s sloppy?!”

“Come off it, Jones! You must be that bored in counting the minutes until we leave the pitch to gloss up your maneuvers. They’re pathetic!”

“Bloody hell, this is one the worst ones,” Rom grumble as he leaned against his broom that was propped up. His twin brothers were overseeing with small looks of amusement on their faces, arms folded in front of themselves, and looking at their mannerisms and how close you both were at poking each other’s chest with rigid fingers. Of course, to the others that were watching this weren’t seeing what the twins were seeing. They were seeing two Captains who hated each other fight overtime on the pitch.

Where as the twins saw two Captains who had it bad for each other.

Ever since you became Captain of the Ravenclaw team Oliver was intimidated by you since you were sharp and had a great wit about Quidditch. Like Oliver, you grew up on the sport and knew it far more than most of the students at Hogwarts, becoming a Chaser your second year and then Captain a few years later. Although your love for Quidditch was not as intense as Oliver’s, it was still there and you were smart in your tactics and plays to make Raveclaw a challenging team to beat. Gryffindor was the top competitor against them, not even Slytherin could handle themselves again Ravenclaw when you were the Captain. But Oliver saw you as a threat, your eyes ever trained on your teammates and knowing how to stay a few steps ahead of others.

Arguments between you two became a regular ritual, though it would get far too heated at times about Flitwick and McGonagall having to have talks with you two. Of course, you felt bad that you were making such a scene, you knew better since you were representing your House. Then again, you were letting someone like Oliver get under your skin and fester there. His stubbornness, his fiery temper, and his thirst to win, it always rubbed you wrong. It didn’t make things better that you were also harboring a crush on him. His handsomeness in his face and smile, his playing ability in Quidditch, it gave you butterflies when you didn’t really want it.

So your relationship with Oliver was…complicated?

“I bet you 5 galleons she pokes his chest,” George said to his twin as you and Oliver were still arguing back at forth.

“You’re on,” Fred replied as he shook George’s hand. The rest of the players were watching and almost talking to each other as there was a pause in your argument, finally. You and Oliver were nearly nose to nose, but there was a sense of ease then as you both were taking a breath. You realized that arguing with him was not going to make things better, only worse. You inhaled deeply, looking over at your players in their blue robes and you sighed. The last thing you wanted to do was make this worse for them, and perhaps this was an eye-opening moment for you as you looked back at Oliver. He saw the shift in you too, the fire in your eyes was no longer there and you were simply yourself.

“Go ahead,” You replied, Oliver’s eyes going a bit wide as you picked up your broom that was by your boots on the grassy ground, “We’ll go over plays and practice tomorrow,”

Oliver was shocked that you gave in easily, you gripped your room tightly in your fingerless gloves as you were about to walk away. He reached over and placed a hand on your arm, not in a grip but just a simple press of his fingers along your blue robes. You looked at the contact, seeing his fingers near your wrist and how you could almost feel the heat of his skin through your robe.

“You…you sure?” He asked, his voice low and almost uncertain as the heat in his voice was also gone. You two locked eyes again, close enough for him to count your freckles and for you to see the specs in his brown eyes as you nodded. Now that you were close, you were feeling butterflies and almost weak in the knees.

“It’s not a big deal, honestly. We’ll come out to practice tomorrow, don’t worry about…Oliver,”

Oliver felt his own heart skip a beat from you saying his name, and he gulped and nodded his head slowly. You smiled, for the first time at him and he softly smiled too. But before he could walk over to his own team, you gently poked his chest with one finger.

“Make sure you tell your Beaters to not be sloppy with their swings.” You advised him, then turned on your heels to walk off. Your team followed you, asking you what happened and why you had the change of heart as Oliver stood there in shock and looked on at your backside. Without him realizing it, he touched the spot on his chest where your finger touched, gasping like a fish.

George grinned, looking over at Fred with his hand out, “You owe me 5,”

“Shut it,”

The End.

January Prompt Session

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crowlipso · 10 months

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Cassandra looks a little silly. Silly bean. I like her.

She A Little Confused, But She Got The Spirit.

I have a (head)canon that she always had a beef with Ravenclaw's entrance, other Raveclaws always got simple smart riddles but when it comes to Cass, the door always drop the hardest math problem or making her analysis philosophy and she ended up sleep outside, and it's happened a lot, so please fellow Ravenclaws, help her don't let your mate sleep outside—

#she got into Ravenclaw because of her creative mind and multilingual talents? Maybe #shes not stupid just a little bit confused #hphl mc #hphl oc #hphl #hogwarts legacy #cassandra seymour #ravenclaw #asks #personal

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a-random-weeb · 7 months

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bsd harry potter houses

Ok but like, don't tell me you weren't thinking about this too

Chuuya: Gryffindor

Kyouka: Hufflepuff (also ravenclaw)

Dazai: Slytherin

Kunikida: ravenclaw

Ranpo: ravenclaw or Slytherin? Or both

Akutagawa: Gryffindor?

Odasaku: Gryffindor

ango: Ravenclaw

Mori: Ravenclaw

Higuchi: this one's hard, but maybe Gryffindor?

Gin: Gryffindor

Atsushi: Hufflepuff

Yosano: raveclaw?

Nikolai: Slytherin

Fyodor: ravenclaw/Slytherin

Jouno: Gryffindor/Slytherin?

Tecchou: ravenclaw? Je ne sais pas

Teruko: Gryffindor

Kenji: Hufflepuff

Tachihara: Gryffindor

Sigma: hehehe sigma balls

#hogwarts au #harry potter #bsd x reader #bsd fluff #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #bsd skk #headcanon #bungou stray dogs #kyouka izumi #atsushi nakajima #chuuya nakahara

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ask-elland-n-will · 5 months

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🎃Halloween HL rp 2023 🎃

🕯️ Description of the Halloween Ballroom

👻 Costumes and participants:

Hellendil (Egyptian pharaoh) [x, x]

Allegra (didn't specify) [x]

Felix (goat mask) [x, x]

Will (vampire)

Elland (phoenix costume made by his brother)

Wren and Imelda (Mrs and Mrs Adams) [x]

Sebastian (unsure) [x, x]

Theodora (Scarecrow) [x]

Richard (The King of Hearts) [x]

Ominis (mouse) [x, x, x, x, x]

Duncan (puffskein) [x]

Montrose (Dorothy) [x]

Andrew Larson (pirate?) [x]

Gwen (Norwegian forest cat) [x]

Pascal (raven) [x]

Cora (fwooper) [x]

Magnolia and Cecelia (matching pjs) [x]

Marge (a student but wanted to be a squid at first) [x]

Nurse Blainey (nurse) [x]

Alsius (unsure what to wear) [x]

Tessa (has a few options, is choosing) [x]

Demetrius (mystical beast/demon with a huge wooden mask?) [x]

Amelia (not attending but plays chess) [x, x]

🍬 Misc:

Andrews make sure their hair look great [x]

Theodora dances with Clawdia [x]

Cora stays at the Gryffindor Halloween party [x]

Theodora and Demetrius, The Gryffindor is hiding under the table because a girl wants to dance with him and Meech can't [x].

Montrose gets turned into a white cat [x]. Somebody places a pink bow on his head [x]. Meech tries to catch Andrew because he thinks that it's Egg — Wren's cat [x]

Gwen and Theodora wearing Halloween sweaters [x]

Theo goes into the Haunted House Room [x]

Montrose shows up at the party in a... different costume [x]

Duncan dances with a girl [x], comes up to mouse Ominis with a mouse trap [x]

Magnolia said Happy Halloween to Richard [x] and Gwen went to trick or treat him [x]

Ominis has a costume-related conversation with his mouse [x, x, x, x]

Felix brought sweets to his fellow Raveclaws: Montrose [x], Hellendil [x], Wren [x], Larson [x], Magnolia [x], Alsius [x]

Gwen and Fred get tangled after Fred drinks the Halloween potion, Pascal helps [x, x]

Hogwarts Student Association officially invites the nurse to participate in the event even if it is originally for students of 6-7 years [x]

Amelia bumped into Ominis on her way to play chess with Felix in RoR [x, x, x]

Will checks on Magnolia, Maggie spends Halloween with Cecelia at the Hufflepuff's dorms [x]

Somebody flirting with Larson for Halloween Ball [x]

Gwen and Pascal the day after Halloween. Richard joins [x]

Elland asks Allegra for a dance

Allegra convinces Will to ask Elland for a dance

Will and Monty at the Ball

Gryffindor with fluffy hair asked Anne to get her the Halloween potion in exchange for a favor [x]

🦇 William's corner:

Will thinks he's picked a good costume because of Monty and biting

Gwen plays a prank on Will (pickles on his bed) and Will ends up donating the pickles to earn more money for the Halloween decorations [x]. She sends him Halloween cookies as an apology [x]

Will getting pumpkins for the Halloween Ball decorations from Demetrius [x, x]

Will buying sweets for Halloween as a representative of HSA (Hogwarts' Student Association) [x]

Will checks on Montrose to make sure he attends the Halloween Ball [x]

Will about Marge's costume [x]. Will brings Halloween potion to Marge after the party [x].

Haunted House with Hellendil, Theodora [x]. Turn: me.

Will's bites: Nosy + Seb, Allegra, Hellendil, Felix, Wren, Theodora, Montrose

💀 THIS POST IS TO BE UPDATED because I need to hunt down everyone's asks and rp (feel free to send me links if you wish something to be added!) I'll be saving not only my characters doing things but others as well as long as it's within HL rp world. A lot of work was put into this, thank you to everyone who participated/es!

#hogwarts legacy rp #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #roleplay #Sorry if I missed anyone #It's a work in progress and it's a lot of asks #But I want to keep it all in one place for sure

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certainchopshopcheesecake · 4 months

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steddiehands86 · 9 months

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✨Choir and Quidditch✨

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Friday night was the most important night for everyone at the newly improved Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry- which was now simply named Hawkins Academy. No one knew why the names was changed- rumors of a new start abounded but no one really cared, so no one talked about it that much.

Everything was the same inside the school, the houses were the same- that would never have changed even if it came up in every yearly administration meeting. It only resulted in bickering, fighting, insults being flung along with a few hexes. Every time it ended with a round of tea with more than a shot of spirits. Nobody talked about that either.

However, what everyone did talk about- would not stop talking about- was the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor match that was to be played on Friday night. Professor Eddie Munson, Charm’s Professor and Choirmaster extraordinaire, would rather stab his eardrums with his wand than to hear any more about the damn quidditch game. Yet here he was, just after the children’s lunch break and all he could hear as he was finishing his pretzels was the babbling and speculation about the idiotic game.

However this class was usually his favorite- Dustin Henderson (Ravenclaw), Susie Bingham (also a Raveclaw), Lucas Sinclair (Gryffindor), Max Mayfield (Gryffindor), Will Byers (a Hufflepuff-throw in some spice to make it nice) and….Mike Wheeler (Slytherin). He didn’t know how Mike of all students worked his way into his classroom but so far his attitude was tempered by the presence of his very best friend, Will.

Today proved to be a bit problematic. The boy’s heads ducked together as they walked to their desks like a strange pod-like creature, with Max following behind with her charmed (by her ‘beloved’ Charms professor of course) Walkman on ignoring everyone around her. Susie trailed after her, clutching her textbook and parchment forever worrying about her boyfriend’s former crush. And Lucas…

Was nowhere to be seen. Well. Today was already starting to get on his nerves and it wasn’t even 2pm yet. Wonderful.

His eyes followed the little group as tried to shuffle by unseen, intelligent and beady little eyes darting to and fro like Eddie could actually see them. They were teenagers, hell he could smell them. All too much spicy body cologne, old and new sweat with a hint of ass and corn chips. He was familiar.

The girls sat in their assigned seats, Eddie learning fast to never let them choose their own seating- that was chaos in the making. Too many people surrounding the nerds, hoodlums in the back, brown nosers in the front- no. It was best to separate them. He wanted the boys where he could see them, right in the front row with the girls behind them.

He set down his pretzels, an irritated sigh building up in his chest at Mike as he pushed Dustin forward to talk to him as if he wasn’t brave enough to open his own. And that’s when they told him. Lucas was on the Gryffindor team, and thus couldn’t make it to the Choir banquet being held at Duurmstrang at the end of the week.

He knew it was going to happen, everyone knew about the damnable game, but Sinclair had been on the sides lines the entire season due to his almost inability to fly. It wasn’t his fault he was a foreign exchange student and that Quidditch wasn’t as popular over in the states as it was over the pond. They preferred a game of hexed ball-throwing, something like “dodgeball” but with a stinging paint charm thrown in and they ran around like savages. Eddie was engrossed in the description and wanted to implement it, even went so far as to hex charm a ball that Lucas brought but Headmaster Hopper put the kabosh on it before they could start. ‘Twas rude but nothing Eddie could do about it, safety was important and all.

Nevertheless, Sinclair wasn’t rumored to even play but it was insisted by the coach that he was to be in attendance.

Ugh. Coach Harrington was another thorn in Eddie’s side since he too transferred from America. He was loud (so was Eddie), he cursed (again same), and he had a weird relationship with another professor in History of Magic, Buckley. Setting aside there were many rumors about Eddie and the Divination teacher, Professor Cunningham- all of which completely untrue- Eddie and Coach Harrington didn’t swim in the same pools, and were thus vexed by one another continually since Coach Harrington arrived.

“Well far be it for me to ruin anyone’s fun, but we have been working towards this all year. Where is Sinclair now? He should be in class.” Eddie sent a steely dark gaze over the classroom, noting each student that looked away in cowardice.

The only one that met his eye was Max, who rolled her rolls in annoyance before stopping her music, “Coach Steve got him in the hallway. He got a note for extra flying classes, so Sinclair went with him as usual.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” The epitaph escaped before he had the chance to stop it, judging from the titters and giggling this was going to come back and bite him in the ass. He piled his curls in a haphazard bun, using his wand to keep them in place. He cracked his fingers and rolled his shoulders, “Right. Whatever. He’ll just have to make up this class. Mayfield you can inform him he owes me twelve inches on parchment on how effective a flying lesson is when you miss your charms class. We’re going to learn beginner’s wandless charming.”

Without missing a beat he continued the class amidst groaning and chattering. He wasn’t normally this stodgy, preferred to have fun but dammit-

Duurmstrang and Beauxbaton schools were notorious for keeping things so closed. Duurmstrang was an all boy’s school, Beauxbaton was an all girl’s school. There had been talks to make both schools co-Ed, like Hawkins- like Hogwarts before them. Music was one of Eddie’s suggestions to help the schools at least consider it, the mix of boys and girls and everyone in between meant for beautiful music, harmony that could be transferred into every day life. Wouldn’t things have been a lot better if they just opened their minds, their hearts to an alternate form of education?

This was important, and people were trying to railroad him. He didn’t like it. He couldn’t fault Lucas- the boy just wanted acceptance as did they all. He could fault Coach Harrington though, the man had the yearly schedule same as the rest of the faculty, he knew the dates and where everyone would be. Seemed to Eddie that the man was too chickenshit or too arrogant about his place that other’s schedules didn’t seem to matter.

It was only later, after all of Professor Munson’s classes have ended that he was visited by the very last person he wanted to see.

As he charmed the books to float back to their spaces on the bookshelf, the quills to flutter back into their pot on his desk, and the chalkboard to erase itself- he heard the steady tread of Coach Harrington’s sneakers squeaking on his spelled floor.

No one was going to get the drop on Munson any longer.

He heaved a great sigh as soon as the man rounded the corner, the smell of his alluring cologne wafted under his nose and the pissy bitch face he held on full display.

“Twelve inches, Munson. Seriously?”

“I’m sorry, you’re going to have to specify as to what you are referring to,” he shot over his shoulder with an impish grin, “I get confused when inches are involved.”

Went straight over his perfectly coiffed hair. How it stayed artfully messy after being in the air all day was a mystery that Eddie was leery of solving.

“What are you babbling about? I’m talking about Sinclair’s wrongful homework. He had a note, he doesn’t need to be punished for-”

“You made him miss my class,” Eddie leaned over his desk, splaying his fingers wide and balancing on their tips, “for a game.”

Why the oaf was gazing at his hands instead of gracing him with privilege of looking Eddie in the eye as he spoke he would never know, “for more than just a game-”

“Eyes up here, Harrington.”

He honestly enjoyed the baffled sputter a little too much but the man recovered quickly, “Look I get you’re pissed but maybe you could direct all this bitchiness to either the headmaster or your partner instead of at me.”

“I don’t have a partner and even if I did? He’d probably know that I and the choir have been working so hard since the start of the year to perform for the other schools to open up the idea of blended alumni. And that includes Lucas.” Eddie straightened, fire in his eyes at the boiling anger he was feeling, years of being mistreated and pushed aside by the very same calibre of jock that was standing in front of him now, “But you don’t seem to care about that. All you airheads are the same, nothing matters to any of you unless its balls through holes.”

He watched as Coach Harrington’s lips pressed together, mirth danced in his eyes and were his shoulders twitching? Asshole. He seemed to think this was funny.

“And yeah, laugh it up, big boy,” Eddie rolled his eyes, throwing up his hands in pure irritation, “We have worked our asses off this whole year, everyone knows their parts- and then here you come in swinging your big ass broom-”

“My what now?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” Eddie snorted delicately, “you act like everyone will just do whatever you want and fall all over ourselves like you’re charming or something-“

“Oh that’s all you.”

What? And why was he looking at him like that, squinting his puppy dog eyes like Eddie was some kind of toy for him to chew on.

“Right and here I thought we could have an adult conversation-”

“You started cursing not me-”

“Baby when I start cursing you’ll know,” Eddie knew he made a mistake as soon as he said it judging by his sudden shift. Eddie backed up a step, his hand finding his wand tucked inside his worn, denim waistcoat, “You will not do that again, Coach Harrington. I may not be able to do anything about Sinclair missing the most important night for us, but I will not allow my student to miss a class to train for a blasted game. The next time this happens, I’m taking it up with the Headmaster. I expect his parchment by Friday, when he comes back to my class.”

“Look I get that you’re mad, but can’t take it out on a student-”

“No see,” Eddie shook his head, lips thinned in anger, “that’s where you’re wrong. Lucas Sinclair has a voice- weaves beautifully with Mayfield’s- and he could have used it to tell you, ‘this will have to wait until after class’. Yet he didn’t.”

Eddie stared the other man down, he did so enjoy the look of fear and awe on the other’s man’s face. “You both chose a game over something that was important for the future of two other schools, for other students to be nearer to their families in a blended school, but he chose a flying lesson over his enrolled class. Be glad I haven’t given him detention or thrown him out of my class to take again next semester. His home work still stands. You’re dismissed.”

Steve held his hands up, helpless kicked puppy look and Eddie hated the twinge of guilt that he put that look there. Coach Harrington knew what he was doing, thought he could waltz right in and try to win Eddie over with his dazzling smile and his cute jeans-

Stop it. Absolutely not. He even shook his head for emphasis. Dared to watch the back of those cute jeans as they turned to leave his classroom, only to turn ever so slightly at the doorframe-

“Look I know I messed up here, like a lot,” and dear god not only was Eddie treated to the most perfect of rear silhouettes, but now he knew exactly which way Coach Harrington dressed. Nice. “Is there anyway I can make it up to you?”

Oh he wasn’t playing fair. Eddie may be a professor, did a lot of schooling- but to be fairly honest he squeaked the hell by; he honestly wasn’t sure if the coach was fucking with him or not.

Eddie considered his offer, hind brain supplying him with every single thing Coach Harrington could do to unruffled Eddie’s feather before he firmly squashed that down. It wouldn’t do any good to court fantasies about your straight co workers anyway. But still-

“We’ll see. After Friday.”

Steve beamed at him, throwing finger guns of all things before impishly chirping, “it’s a date!”

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(hey love, it's me again, can u do my friends ask?)

Hii! Can I have a macthup please?

Well, I'm a 5´6 feet girl with a tomboy black hair and dark brown eyes. I'm also an INFP and demissexual, my favorite color is black, my favorite season is winter, I really like cloudy and rainy days( they give me comfort), I don't enjoy leave my home to go to noisy and crowded places unless I'm with my friends ( the close ones). My hobbies are watch animes/ asian dramas in general, draw, read and listen to musics while i'm looking to the moon. My friends kinda describe me as intelligent, gentle, loyal, weird sometimes, emo and funny. I love my family, my best friend and my few other friends, they are everything to me and the only people I can trust, like, I put my hands in the fire for them. Guess that my most terrible defect is compare myself with others, due to that I'm always trying do be perfect, mainly in the school subjects. My ideal type is someone who gives me confidence, respect my time ( due to my demissexuality), smart, deeper, like to play video games ( I forgot to put it in my hobbies),like animes, like to talk about everything ( even the nonsense subjects), someone who are there for me, cuz I will always be there for the people I love, to sum up I want a soulmate relationship. Personally, I like tall guys, however what metters to me is the person's feature. Oh, and if this is a relevant detail, I'm raveclaw. That's it, bye and sorry for any mistakes, Im brazilian and its been a while that I don't write an English text. Hope you have a good day or night. Peace✌🏻 💞

I think your Jujutsu kaisen matchup is

Scary, unpredictable, mysterious, cruel, intelligent. Sometimes crazy. Most of the time, that's how people can define him. Judging by his demeanor, he really is. He has a slightly different approach to friends, and to strangers and enemies.

He changes because of who he's talking to at the moment.

He's not nice to strangers. He doesn't think they are needed for his life. For him, they might not exist. He doesn't like places with a lot of people. I guess that's understandable. Would prefer to be alone or only in the company of loved ones. There's no way he could be the soul of the party. He has a few friends, and that's enough for him.

To his enemies, he is as I described him above: Scary, unpredictable, mysterious, cruel, intelligent, crazy.

Well, such qualities in people can really scare. But it's all true. No one who met him can deny him. When he's serious, he looks scary. Shows that he is actually a smart man. And it's hard to read his thoughts and movements through the serious expression on his face. Once he starts smiling like a real madman, it's the same. Laughter, crazy behavior. It was as if another person had entered him.

And it all comes together to turn into the most kind and gentle person later.

He's a bit weird. You can't hide it. He doesn't even try to hide it.

He cares about others more than himself. He takes care of everyone around him. Besides, he would do anything for those closest to him.

When someone earns his respect, he will respect everything that person does. Unless he thinks it's stupid. Geto knows his tastes and his views. One thing he respects, another thing he doesn't respect. There is some logic to it. And he sees it, even if someone else doesn't.

If he finds something correct and noteworthy, he will try to help. Everyone has the right to fulfill their dreams, try to improve themselves. Because he would never leave a loved one behind.

Headcanon:

He's mostly a listener, even though he also likes to talk. Maybe not often about himself, but he talks to you. He will sit with you at home (because it is the best place for him, relaxing and calm) and he will talk to you about anything you want. Deep conversations or meaningless ones, it doesn't matter. It's important that you talk to him.

Despite his seriousness in some situations, or rather often when he is in these or other places, he knows exactly the jokes, and he does it himself. He's joking, laughing. Everything that is the opposite of how he behaves elsewhere.

Any activity can be fun for him. The important thing is that he knew it and also liked it. If he doesn't like something, take his hand and kiss him. Hug him and tell him you want something. Then he will definitely not refuse you

He is never fussy. Neither in the food nor in the games you may have. He's just picky about people.

He wouldn't have been willing to go to a very crowded place if he knew there was something similar nearby where there weren't that many people. He tried his best for you. So if you've already chosen something, he didn't say no to you.

But luckily your tastes are somewhat similar.

Home, bed, couch, blanket, snacks, TV, video games, cuddling.

Perhaps he will find the perfect date in this?

The seasons for him are just changing weather. Weather is changing temperature and precipitation or lack of it. He probably never had a favorite season, day or weather. But he doesn't mind that you have it. You can like anything.

You don't have to be perfect with him. He will show you that no one is perfect and you don't have to try because for him you are the best.

He is tall. Let's say it straight. That's right, and until you cut off his legs, he'll be like that.

But don't. Even in arguments, this boy is too cute to kill. Even if he thinks you're wrong, he'll try to smooth things over to forget about it. Make it so good between you two again. And again. He'll tell you he loves you. So that you don't get angry with him 🙂

a/n: Matchups are closed but here it is😉

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