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PLATONIC YANDERE POTTER FAMILY X READER X WEASLEY FAMILY

In this AU, Harry's parents are well alive

You'd most probably meet the Potter family first before meeting the Weasley family and I have a feeling that they'd be friends with each other. You'd meet the Potter family on the day Harry was going to Hogwarts, James did have quite a legacy at Hogwarts for being one of the best Quidditch seekers the Gryffindor Quidditch team ever had. Harry was looking forward to follow in his footsteps and the two of you met at the Kings' Cross Station. Your parents couldn't come with you to drop you off because they had an important business meeting with some client in Switzerland and they left you with your aunt who only dropped you off at the station and took off almost immediately, leaving you all by yourself surrounded with complete strangers. You've never been to Kings' Cross Station before and you had no idea where in the name of Merlin was platform 9 3/4. You've asked the Station master nearby and he thought you were just messing with him and pranking him which was why he just shooed you away

You were at a loss, you didn't know what to do and whom to contact, it wasn't like you were given an official guide as to where the platform was. You started panicking, thinking that the Hogwarts Express would be leaving without you any minute and you'd miss your wonderful chance to go to Hogwarts. You couldn't help but blink back a few tears of frustration as you felt that the situation was spinning out of control. You sighed and sat down on a bench for a moment to think about what to do next. You spotted a family of 3, a young boy of your age wearing glasses with a scar on his head, along with his parents, a man who resembled the boy's appearance, his father perhaps and his mother with hair as Red as the autumn leaves were accompanying their son with his trolley. "Blimey Harry, can't believe you're going to Hogwarts. Time does fly by fast" said James dramatically as he wiped his fake tears away

His wife, Lily glared at him and whispered "Shh... what if someone hears?" "It'll be all right, muggles don't know a damn thing about platform 9 and 3 quarters and Hogwarts and all that" he waved airily as they walked past you. An idea suddenly formed and took shape in your head as you followed them and when you finally caught up to them, you spoke "Umm... hi there, good morning. I was wondering if you could please direct me to where platform 9 and 3 quarters is...I know it exists, I just can't find it..." you finished with a forlorn look on your face as they stared at you in amazement for a moment and they had a silent discussion with each other through their eyes. You were indeed, one of them. "Don't worry dear, we'll help you. Where are your parents though?" enquired Lily as you replied "They're in Switzerland at the moment" "Oh...who came to drop you off then?" asked James as you answered "My aunt. She had some work to do back at her law firm. She's a lawyer so... it's just me by myself" you laughed slightly as they felt sad. Even though they just met you, Harry could already sense you were a bit upset and sad about something, the way your eyes had that wistful and wishful lost look in them, James and Lily didn't think too kindly about your aunt and your parents either at the moment

Attending Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and boarding the Hogwarts Express for the very first time was a magical once in a lifetime experience which would be memorable in one's life. How could your so called family just abandon you like that without even taking the time off from their work to even see you off properly? And did your family not care about your safety at all? What about all the dangerous and unknown strangers lurking around? The society and world these days isn't really that safe you know especially for sweet little things such as yourself. They decided to accompany you and show you the ropes as you tagged along with them and felt grateful that you'd finally catch your train in time

You noticed Harry's scar and when you asked him how he got it, he just had a sheepish smile on his face and replied "I was trying to catch a snitch at the Diagon Alley on my broom and I accidentally crash landed at Borgin and Burkes near Knockturn alley. The owner wasn't really that pleased with me when I smashed some of his stuff but the incident did kind of catch on with the other witches and wizards from the magical world. Some thought it was amusing and they think I'll follow in my dad's footsteps to become a great seeker like him" "What's a seeker?" you asked him with a confused and bewildered expression on your face. He stared at you for a moment and then it dawned upon him that you could have spent your life living with muggles and you probably had no idea what he was talking about. However no matter, he'd show you and teach you everything

You guys reached the platform just in time and you thanked them for their help as Lily hugged you and smiled "Enjoy yourself dear. Stay safe and have fun but don't get into any trouble" your heart warmed at her words, it was the sort of advice a mother would give to her child before sending them off into the real world all by themselves. You nodded as you boarded the train with Harry, saying your farewell and goodbyes to the Potter family. James and Lily couldn't get you off their minds for some reason, they were concerned with your safety and wondered if you were being treated well at home. Perhaps they'd better write to Harry after he reached Hogwarts to check up on you and update them about you. Just to be safe

You were talking with Harry and your conversation was interrupted when a ginger haired boy around your age dressed in black robes, with freckles on his face peeked in and spoke "Excuse me, do you mind? Everyone else's is full..." "Not at all" replied Harry as he motioned for the guy to take a seat in front of him. "I'm Ron by the way. Ron Weasley" he introduced himself as Harry introduced himself and you introduced yourself as well. The three of you were engaged in discussions when the sliding door opened again and this time, a girl with brown hair asked if any of you had seen a toad, a boy named Neville had lost one. The three of you said you hadn't spotted a toad and when she saw the wand in Ron's hand, she spoke "Oh, you're doing magic? Let's see it then" with an interested look on her face. Ron glanced at the two of you nervously but composed himself as he straightened his posture and uttered a spell which you were pretty sure wasn't even real because instead of turning his pet rat Scabbers yellow, he just made it frightened and it started scampering around everywhere till he finally managed to calm it down

The girl introduced herself as Hermione Granger and she disappeared after she told you three to change into your robes. You finally reached Hogwarts after a few hours and you were speechless by the magnificence and splendor before you. It looked exactly like the sort of castles in your bedtime stories your mother used to read for you when you were little, before she wasn't too preoccupied with her work and had time for you. You went along with the other first years led by a giant of a man named Hagrid who you thought was quite nice and friendly. Then the head of the Gryffindor house, Minerva McGonagall who was also the Transfiguration professor gave you all some background information about the houses

"Slytherin is filled with dark wizards and witches. And crackpots too" whispered Ron to you and you felt nervous, you didn't want to get sorted into Slytherin and lose your new friends. Professor McGonagall then asked you all to wait for a few moments as she needed to get some things ready for the sorting ceremony and as soon as she left, a blonde haired guy spoke "So it's true then, the sayings on the train... Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts" as everyone looked at him in surprise and muttered among themselves. "This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy... Draco Malfoy" as he introduced himself and Ron snickered in a not so subtle manner. Of course Draco heard it and wasn't really pleased with his reaction as he sneered at him. " You think my name's funny do you? There's no need to ask yours... red hair, a hand me down robe... you must be a Wealsey..." as he turned back to Harry and spoke "You'll have to know by now that there are some Wizarding families that are better than the others Potter. You're a part of the Sacred 28 after all,you don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort..." and glared at Ron again

You barely knew Malfoy for 5 minutes when you intervened "I'm sorry, what exactly makes a family a part of the Sacred 28? And Harry can make his decisions for himself. Of course, if you were a part of a Sacred family, your values and morals would be decent as well. Else you wouldn't be insulting people right off the bat as soon as you meet them". Some of the first years around you 'ooohed' when you said that as Malfoy's face grew hot and red with anger as he snarled "Stay out of this. No one asked you for your opinion" and you just rolled your eyes in response. Harry and Ron stared in amazement at your courage as Hermione was observing the scene from a distance away. It was your first day at Hogwarts and you were already getting ready to fight? She looked on rather disapprovingly but part of her admired your courage and loyalty for your friends by standing up for them. Which was why she also gripped her wand in her pockets just in case she could pull it out if the situation got out of hand. She didn't want anything happening to you for some reason

It was time for the sorting at long last, the moment you've been waiting for and Harry, Ron and Hermione were sorted into the Gryffindor house whereas Malfoy was sorted into the Slytherin house. The sorting hat was placed on top of your head and it muttered "Hmm.... interesting. Very very interesting...." as you nervously looked up at it and asked "What is?" "In all my years of sorting students into houses, you're truly something. You have bravery, courage and loyalty, fit to be a Gryffindor and yet, that cheek, determination and lots and lots of ambition to make you a Slytherin. Plenty of brains, the curiosity and hunger for knowledge is in there as well, you'd do well in Ravenclaw. You're also kind hearted and have the good old nature that Helga Hufflepuff was talking about...hmm... where to put you?" it asked you

It was quite an interesting predicament because never before did anyone see the sorting hat have trouble sorting someone into a house. Everyone looked at you with bated breath as you could feel everyone's eyes on you which made you a bit conscious of yourself but you tried your best to ignore the feeling. The headmaster, Albus Dumbledore was watching you quite closely as professor Snape, the Potions professor seemed interested as well. After a few moments of deliberation, the sorting hat finally sorted you into Gryffindor which you felt relieved about. Harry, Ron and Hermione felt immensely glad that you were in the same house along with them. You felt an exhilarating feeling course through your body when everyone clapped for you as you joined the Gryffindor table. You were introduced to the Wealsey siblings present there, Percy Wealsey, the third oldest who was the Gryffindor prefect, Fred and George the twins who were overly fond of pranking people and you made a mental note to not get on their bad side. The last thing you needed was to wake up with horns on your head or something or a tail for that matter

Harry, Ron, Hermione and you became fast friends pretty quick but you refused to talk with them when they didn't include you in the quest for the Philosopher's stone. It broke their hearts but it was for your own good,you couldn't be put in danger like that. They cared for you too much and it drove them crazy when you ignored them or just glared at them angrily and stormed off. You finally softened a bit towards them when they said that they didn't want to put you in danger and they just wanted you to be safe. You started hanging out with them again as usual and they were elated, the days you refused to even spare them a second glance was utter torture for them. Harry, Ron and Hermione were like your three overprotective shadows, always around you no matter what. They've appointed themselves as your official caretakers and grew possessive and obsessive of you really quick

Harry wrote to his parents about you regularly as Ron did to his parents as well. During Christmas your parents forgot to send you your Christmas presents and you felt heartbroken. Harry, Ron and Hermione were mad as hell so they pitched in and got you some treats from the Great Hall and a few Christmas goodies of your own like a journal from Hermione, a cute quill set from Ron and from Harry, a book he thought you might be interested to read along with an encouraging note from all three of them. Of course they've mentioned to their parents that you haven't received any gifts for Christmas and you've received dozens of parcels from the Potter family and the Wealsey family, even though you hardly knew them. But they knew everything about you, more than you could know about yourself. You've received puddings, Tarts, cakes, pastries, sweaters, a maroon jumper with a W stitched on it and a snowglobe with a cute tiny snowman inside it. You felt grateful for their presents and sad at the same time for your own parents and family forgetting about you just like that

You were even more crushed when your parents said that they needed to go to France for a work conference and your aunt would be preoccupied with a huge case in the muggle world which meant you couldn't go back home. You were pretty devastated when you were invited by Ron to spend time with his family as Harry stated that his parents would join them at the Weasley's house for a couple of days. You agreed and upon reaching the Wealsey house, you could feel the warmth and homely feeling the atmosphere radiated. It certainly did give off homely vibes. You wished your family was also like this. You were introduced to Molly, who hugged you and spoke "So you're the famous Y/N my Ronald keeps talking about all the time... it's so nice to finally meet you dear" as Ron heatedly yelled out "MUM!" as Fred and George snickered in the background, whispering about how Ron was a simp for you as he told them to shut up

You were even introduced to Arthur Weasley, the father of Ron and the other Wealsey siblings who worked at the Ministry of magic, Bill Weasley who worked as a curse breaker at Gringotts the Wizarding bank in Egypt, Charlie Wealsey who worked with dragons in Romania which you found extremely fascinating. There was also young Ginny Weasley, who'd be starting Hogwarts next year. She was shy at first but she really opened up to you and she had fun being around you. The Weasley family loved and enjoyed your presence, it felt like you were part of their family already

Percy could see you becoming a head boy/ girl or prefect and he wanted to become your guide but Fred and George kept stealing you away to their room to show you their latest inventions. They loved it when your eyes sparkle and light up in curiosity, they feel proud when you take in interest in their inventions as do the other Wealseys when you enquired about their hobbies and pastimes. Molly wouldn't even let you step out of the house when it was time for De- gnoming the garden, she didn't want you getting injured and everyone agreed that it would be best for you if you'd stayed in while they'd take care of the business

A few days later James and Lily showed up at the Burrow and greeted you warmly as all of you sat down together and discussed various things over some nice hot steaming bowls of soup and a scrumptious feast laid out by Molly and Lily. When you were asked about your love life by Ginny, you literally choked on your soup as Molly patted you on the back and James handed you a glass of water. "Ginevra, that isn't a question for the dinner table" said Molly with a death stare as everyone present there became very interested in what you had to say. "Believe it or not, some guy from our Potions class, Troy Mullers asked me out for Valentine's day" "What did you say?" asked Hermione as everyone felt that sudden protective urge to make sure you were safe by all means necessary, even if it meant getting that Troy schmuck out of the way. They won't stand for someone to romantically court you, you were too kind and innocent to have your heart and feelings being taken for a ride by some random immature guy you barely even knew

"I... I rejected him. He wasn't happy about it and he called me all sorts of mean names but... it's not something I'm not used to" you shrugged it off as they all felt anger course through their veins. Who dared to make you sad and upset by calling you mean names and hurt your feelings? In fact Charlie was ready to send a Hungarian Horntail after them and Fred and George would send them Howlers after Holwers and packages with explosive Dungbombs from Zonkos, the Wizarding joke shop that go off as soon as you open the parcel. They were seething and they all came to a single conclusion, you had to be taken under their care for your own good. And judging by the way your so called family was treating you, you wouldn't want to be spend more time with them anymore which was a huge favor for them. Besides, what good is a family if they can't take care of you? Don't worry dear, they'll look after you and care for you like their very own. You've become a part of their families now whether you wanted to or not and it's like they say, family ALWAYS comes first...

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hierophant-mean · 1 month

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BLIMEY indeed *is instantly vaporised by lightning*

#fantasy high #dimension 20 #fantasy high junior year #losing my mcfucking mind this episode

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darklydeliciousdesires · 1 month

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Sky Full of Stars - Chapter Six.

It's a new week, meaning there's a new chapter for my SFOS crew! Thank you so much for your lovely feedback so far, guys! :)

Previous chapters - One Two Three Four Five

Tag list - In the comments

Words - 4,125

Warnings - 18+ content throughout. Minors DNI!

“Shit, honey. You sound awful.”

“Yeah, it doesn’t feel the best. We had to cancel the next three shows so I can rest my voice. The doctor told me I can only talk when it’s vitally necessary.”

“So why the hell are you calling me?”

“Because speaking to my boyfriend who I haven’t seen for two and a half months is vital, baby!”

He couldn’t help but find that endearing, that regardless of her strained vocal cords after ten months on the road, she still forsook the doctor’s advice, just to call him. Then again, Jade Burton and being told what to do didn’t usually go hand in hand. Except when he was doing the telling, and even then, she still protested.

It was December first, and while he was back in Los Angeles wrapping up a huge onslaught of press work, she was east, the final leg of the tour now in its last two weeks. She had sixteen days to wait still until she got to see him again, Adrien set to meet her in New York upon her arrival. Or so she thought. Mr. Brody had been sneaky there, not revealing his plans to her for when the tour arrived in Pittsburgh.

He’d actually be arriving back in New York on the tenth, intending to hop on a plane to Pennsylvania three days later and surprise her by popping up when she least expected it. He’d had a little help there, though. Help that continued in their little covert operation when the day of the Pittsburgh show rolled around.

“Okay, she just went into the dressing room, go, go!” Jess spoke, ushering him through the side door, suddenly freezing when she saw Jade emerge again. “Shit, abort, abort!” How just over five feet of her managed to practically throw all six feet one of him back through the door, he didn’t know, ducking to hide while she kept the watch. “Okay, we’re clear, hurry.” They walked down the hallway together, Jess beaming with excitement, going into the dressing room before him, Adrien taking his phone out and making a call.

“Hi baby!” he heard her, both down the phone and just about through the door, despite all the noise going on around. “Blimey, where are you? Sounds as loud as it is here!”

He held onto the laughter bubbling in his throat. “Oh, just out in downtown LA,” he lied with ease, opening the dressing room door, seeing her in the perfect position to spring the surprise, her back to him. “How about you, how you doing?”

“I’m sleepy, but yeah, pretty good,” she spoke, jamming her finger in her ear so she could hear him better through the noise of the dressing room. “I can’t bloody wait to see you! I need to fast forward the time!”

“Might be able to help you there,” he spoke, hanging up, watching the smiles all around grow as he tapped her on the shoulder. “Hi!” he chirped as she turned, her eyes nearly falling out of her head.

“Stop it!” she cried, hands flying to her mouth. “You are not here!”

“I can assure you I am,” he grinned, throwing his arms around her as everyone else in the room cooed and applauded, falling into a long kiss that’d been three months in the coming. “Missed you, Moo.”

“I missed you too, and you’re here, and I don’t know how to process this information!” she spoke, her voice pinched as she started to cry, Adrien lifting her up, her long legs wrapping around his waist as he held her tightly. “How did you even do this without me knowing?”

“Had some help from the small one,” he replied, Jess waving cheerily.

“We’ve been in cahoots!” the diminutive bassist informed her, still thrilled that the plan had been pulled off seamlessly.

Indeed, they had, Jade blowing her a grateful kiss she pretended to catch against her cheek before burying her face against his neck, breathing his scent in. Oh, how she’d missed it. “You’ve got short hair and no beard, this is strange!”

Her observation made him laugh, placing her down, both moving to take a seat. “Can’t play a mercenary looking like a hippie,” he spoke, scratching his stubbly chin. “The facial hair I’m working on, though. The razor has been hidden for now.” He then looked around, noticing one person in particular absent. “Where’s the noisy one?”

“Sleeping off her hangover,” Jade confirmed, laughing at how trashed Jen had been the previous night. “She won’t rise until about 3pm. Actually, can you go give her a nudge? I’d do it, but the woman interviewing me is due any second.”

“Sure, I gotta go throw my bag on the bus anyways,” he spoke, just as right on cue Hazel entered the dressing room, beckoning for Jade. He gave her a quick kiss in parting, walking back down the short hallway and out onto the bus, taking his bag into the rear lounge.

“Jen, are you alive?” he called, walking back down the gangway, noticing the small curtain covering her bunk still drawn. “Jen? I’ve arrived and you haven’t licked my face yet. Kinda feel like I’m missing something,” he then teased, reaching through and giving her shoulder a little tickle. Nothing. “Jen?”

Pulling back the curtain, his eyes widened in horror, seeing her lying there, her mouth covered in vomit, her skin pallid, not responding. “Fuck, fuck!” he exclaimed, slapping her face gently, trying to rouse her. “Jen, Jen, wake up. Ahhh, fuck. Don’t do this, Jen!”

Looking around in panic as he pulled his phone out, he noticed her foot, a needle stuck between her toes as his shaky thumb dialled 911, jamming the phone to his ear while sticking his fingers into her mouth, clearing out what remained of her puke. Thank fuck he felt her shallow breath flutter across them.

“Nine-one-one, what’s your emergency?” the operator asked.

“It’s my friend, she’s OD’ing on something, I don’t know what but she’s out cold. Still breathing, but barely,” he spoke, his heart thrumming, feeling lightheaded.

“Okay, sir. I need you to check for a pulse and turn her onto her side. What’s your exact location, I’m getting an ambulance out to you right away.” He pulled her from the bunk while giving the information required, confirming she had a pulse, although it was weak. He was stuck in the territory of utterly terrified, fingers repeatedly checking her pulse, pulling the needle from her foot while having the operator explaining what else he needed to do, before telling him the ambulance was minutes away.

Luckily, he wasn’t alone in it for long, Katie boarding the bus, gasping as she ran to them. “What the fuck, what the fucking fuck!”

“I just found her; she’s OD’ing. Christ fucking knows what on, but I pulled a damned hypodermic out of her foot,” he explained, Katie crashing down to her knees, reaching for Jen’s hand and face as she trembled in fright, Adrien beginning to root around in the pockets of her jeans.

“What are you doing?” she shouted, her emotions in utter overload.

“Checking if she had anything left. This is bad enough, she isn’t going to jail eventually for possession if she has anything substantial, too. Cops’ll be fucking crawling all over this bus as soon as it's established a rock musician OD’d in it. Look in her bag, and if you find anything, throw it down the drain. Does Jess have a stash right now? If so, that needs to go, too.”

Reaching for his arm, she squeezed it in apology for her terse tone, thanking the stars somebody a lot calmer and more pragmatic than her had found Jen, her eyes swimming with tears as she carefully manoeuvred around where she lay, turning her bunk upside down at speed. Nothing. She quickly called her girlfriend while checking her bag, telling her to get their tour manager and get outside, in tears as she explained the situation. Unzipping the last inner pocket, she quickly found what she was looking for, two baggies, one full of cocaine and the other with heroin.

Heroin. How the fuck had she been using heroin and nobody had noticed? She then remembered how Adrien had said he’d found her, with a needle still sticking out of her foot. Injecting into the feet as a sure-fire way for someone to hide their track marks.

A quick reach into the overhead compartment located Jess’s weed, Katie running from the bus and just as the lady herself and Charlotte ran up the steps, Hazel following. The contraband was disposed of seconds before she heard the wail of sirens, an ambulance and two police cars hurtling down towards the bus. Everything moved like time was being run through treacle for all involved, the medics clearing the bus, Adrien moving to wrap his arms around her.

“Jade doesn’t even know! She’s in a fucking interview and the woman who’s like a sister to us is OD’ing in the gangway!” she cried, sobbing uncontrollably. The protector in him noticed the gaze of a few fans the police had pushed back from the bus, seeing a few cell phones being produced, turning to pull her away from it before anyone got chance to take a picture, heading back into the venue.

“Hey, hey, come on,” he spoke, moving her to the side of the hallway, hand rubbing her back. “She was breathing, she had a pulse. She’s gonna be okay, alright?”

She nodded dumbly, wiping her eyes. Jade was right, he was steadying, a very calming presence. In that moment, she was thankful for him especially, because she wasn’t sure how she’d have handled finding Jen OD’ing in her bunk, if she could have acted so calmly in the face of someone she loved slipping slowly into what could have easily been her death. If he hadn’t walked on that bus when he did...

Everything seemed to move around them in a whirlwind, time suddenly speeding up. Hazel ran back and stated she was going to the hospital with her and would call as soon as she had news, expressly stating they stay where they were until she had, having their assistant Kim go and tell the venue manager and promoter the show obviously wouldn’t be going ahead before bolting back through the doors.

The most difficult thing Adrien thought he’d have to do that day was to get to the venue without his girlfriend being any the wiser. Dealing with someone OD’ing was perhaps beyond the very end of his list, as far as expectations went, lighting a cigarette, feeling awful that the girlfriend in question still didn’t know.

He stood with his arm draped around a still sniffing Katie, both moving back into the dressing room where Charlotte and Jess sat, looking dumbstruck, the latter bolting back neat tequila from the bottle. He made a motion with his hand, taking a big swig himself, the burn of the golden liquid taking the edge of the fact he was still in a state of shock, feeling Jess rest her head against his thigh as she hugged his leg.

“Are you alright?” she asked in a small voice, looking up at him with glassy eyes. “That can’t have been easy, finding her like that.”

He reached to squeeze her fingers, touched that she’d thought to ask. “I think so, and no, it wasn’t.”

It was a further ten-minute wait before Jade appeared, Adrien moving to hug her, relaying the news that literally made her legs buckle out from under her. He lifted her into his arms, moving to the couch over against the back wall, sitting down and holding her tightly while she cried her eyes out.

“Has anyone called Donna?” she suddenly asked, emerging from having her face buried against her boyfriend’s neck.

“I did, she’s on her way,” Jess spoke, referring to Jen’s only surviving parent, her mother. “Lou’s with her, too.” Her elder sister. That was good, at least, that Donna didn’t have to do the five-and-a-half-hour drive all on her own, worried out of her mind. “I can’t believe it. I knew she was upping her pills because of her back, but smack? That’s just not Jen’s style. And yet there she was, using right under our noses.”

“Don’t feel too bad, none of you. Injecting in her foot goes to show she went a way to hide it, and with her pain pills all being opioids as well, she could easily explain it away, looking all whacked out if she was ever caught.” Adrien spoke. It didn’t matter how much sense his words made, though, that Jen had indeed been very clever in hiding her habit well, they still all felt like they were responsible for not noticing.

“Yeah, but we did. I did.” He was expecting that, for Jade to take the blame. “And now I’m sitting here sobbing like a loser when it’s Jen in a hospital bed, not me.” Yep, he expected that, too. She really didn’t give herself any grace where being vulnerable for long was concerned, always hardening herself rapidly.

“Hey,” he spoke, turning her face to look her in the eye, “you’re not a loser because you’re upset about your friend, alright?” he told her gently, watching her wipe her eyes as she sat up and squared her shoulders, sniffing.

“And I sent you, and you had to deal with the fucking awfulness that was her almost dying. You didn’t need that!” She was up off his lap and pacing around in a circle, clenching and relaxing her fists as the agitation began to pulse, his words seemingly not penetrating at all. He opened his mouth to speak, to try and calm her, Jess quickly reaching to grab his arm, shaking her head.

“Let her deal with it in her own way, big guy.” she whispered. Was he the only one in the room that saw Jade’s way – blaming herself and then avoiding how that made her feel - wasn’t healthy at all, he wondered?

It was a further wait of half an hour before Jess’s phone rang, Hazel calling in from the hospital. The sigh of relief that exited her chest was huge, everyone feeling a little better to see the relief leave her tense shoulders as they finally sagged. “She’s alright. They gave her Naloxone and she snapped out of it like that,” she explained with a click of her fingers, “but they’re keeping her in overnight because her blood pressure is through the roof.

“Also, even though she stated it wasn’t intentional, a pure accident, they want her to have a psyche evaluation in the morning, too, once she’s rested. Hazel is staying there with her, told us to find hotels to check into for the night and the company will reimburse. We can go and see her tomorrow.”

While Jade organised accommodation, the others returned to the tour bus to collect their belongings, the police still there after turning it upside down, just as Adrien had predicted they would. At discovering he’d been the one to find her, he was asked to give a brief statement, his presence at the local PD not necessary. All he could tell them was that he’d found her, called an ambulance and no, he didn’t know her well enough to know if her habit was longstanding.

With three rooms booked at the Marriott, the girls all went and gave their crew big hugs as they packed away, Adrien noting how close they all seemed, like one huge family. Their sound engineer, Scott, a towering bear of a man with dirty blonde dreadlocks down to his knees took extra time to hug the four of them tightly, telling them he loved them and asking them to pass that onto Jen too when they saw her.

One sombre ride across the city later and they checked in, departing in the foyer, Jade and Adrien’s room on the seventh floor, the other two rooms on the ground. As soon as they closed the door, she was in floods all over again, the stress of it, what could have been hitting her square in the chest, pulled into the tight embrace she’d been missing for the last three months.

“You saved her life. I owe you fucking everything, baby. She would have died if you hadn’t come here early, if today hadn’t panned out the way that it did,” she told him through her tears. “I love you. Not just because of what you did for Jen, but because you’re the most amazing man I’ve ever met.”

He beamed, resting his forehead to hers, kissing the tip of her nose. “I love you, too. I’m not just saying it because you did either. I always planned to tell you in person, because I’ve known for a while.”

Hearing those words, her heart could have burst, the emotion of the day colliding with the love that she felt, pulling him into endless kisses, steering him in the direction of the bed. Sex hadn’t even been on his mind after the horror of what had happened, but in truth, they both needed something to take their minds off the awfulness of it. The sharp edge within needed softening.

Loving hands pulled one another from their clothes, touches and kisses exploring in sweet reacquaintance, Jade gasping as she felt herself parted around the thick heat of him, her mouth closing a soft kiss upon the side of his throat. His hands clasped hers, their lips locking together, kisses full of fiery honey exchanged, the rolling rhythm of it anchoring them back to each other.

Hooking his arm under her leg, he hoisted it forward, allowing him to fill her deeper, kissing the little sob that fell from her lips, staring into the blue glitter of her eyes. “I love you so fucking much, baby. God, I missed you.”

“I love you, too... and missed you... and your cock... oh, fuck!” He couldn’t help but laugh softly at that, nuzzling her, raining kisses over her neck and breasts, driving into her harder for a few thrusts before slowing the tempo again. Three months without the most incredible sex of his life meant there was no way he wanted to rush it. The fact that he could already feel those waves of bliss beginning to get stronger negated that somewhat, though, but he wouldn’t let them direct him.

Slipping from her, he moved down the bed, mouth closing over her glistening folds, tongue circling in a slow, firm rotation upon her clit. “Ohhh, how the hell did you get so good at that?”

“I pay attention.” he paused to speak, kissing her a couple of times, the blade of his tongue snaking back between her folds. It really wasn’t difficult, he’d always thought, to gauge how a woman reacted and adjust accordingly to that.

The swirling tempest of wet heat lapping against her had her squirming, nails raking over his scalp as her back arched, her little moans a complete symphony of bliss. It was amazing to him, that a woman capable of bending her voice to such an unearthly growl could be made to emit sounds so delicate and sweet.

Moving to kneel, he returned himself to her, parting her walls, his eyes falling to watch himself arrowing her as Jade grasped her legs and pulled them back until her knees touched her chest, improving that view for him even more. He didn’t know what was more beautiful to cast his gaze upon, how the petals of her pussy parted so prettily around his cock, or how gorgeous she looked while he was fucking her. His eyes flitted between as he brought his thumb to her mouth, watching her pillowy lips suck upon it before moving to begin rubbing sparks at her clit.

It didn’t take long for any containment to be abandoned, bodies colliding, the lewd noises of their fuck filling the room as they chased the culmination of sweet release. It blew through them like a howling storm, shattering against one another as the sublime warmth radiated and he filled her with cum, her inner walls milking his cock thirstily.

His body collapsed to hers, mouth pressing kisses against her neck as they lay in a content entanglement of limbs, enjoying the way her soaking walls pulsed around his cock. Smiling down at her, he remained exactly where he was, kissing her tenderly, fingers stroking her delicate neck. It was exactly what they’d needed to counteract the events of that afternoon, parting eventually but remaining close, Jade stroking his head until he drifted off.

He was tired, his eyes shadowy. He needed the coming break from work he had, him without any projects for the next five weeks, Jade having a month free until she flew over to the UK to begin a five-week movie shoot where she’d be playing the role of Sarah Quentin, a police bomb disposal expert. A little later that evening, it was as she was reading the words of the real people who worked in that field on her phone that Adrien found her, sitting outside beneath the heater on the hotel patio, a large JD and a cigarette in her hand.

“There’s my Moo,” he spoke softly, sitting at her side, placing the beer he’d brought down and stealing one of her cigarettes. “What are you doing?”

“Familiarising myself with all things bomb disposal,” she replied, sipping her drink, glad of the nice little buzz. She was all about buzzes at that moment, whether it be the afterglow from sex, or a good, cold bourbon, it was a little soother sorely needed. “I need to keep my mind off what nearly happened, or I’ll be climbing the damned walls.” Pausing, she placed her drink down, reaching to squeeze his thigh. “How are you feeling? I can’t even imagine how horrible that was, finding her like that.”

A little warm wave swelled through his chest at that, her concern over how he was dealing with it. “It was awful. Fucking awful. I thought she was dead for a few moments, until I cleared the puke out of her mouth and felt she was still breathing, and that she was warm, too. I just wanna go and give her a hug now, you know?”

“Me too,” she empathised, sighing.

“How about you, how are you dealing with it now?”

“Still kicking myself, but it happened, and what I feel doesn’t matter. I’m okay. I’ve just got to be there for her now, get her through it.”

A reply he more than expected. “What you feel does matter, Jade.”

“It doesn’t!” she exclaimed, eyes widening as she took a fierce drag on her cigarette. “I’m not the one who almost died, she is. I have to pull myself together and be there for her, get her through it.”

He wanted to explain to her that not being together immediately was perfectly fine, that her closest friend having a very real brush with death of course affected her as well. He doubted it would fall on anything other than deaf ears, though, and didn’t want to cause her further distress. She was trying hard enough to push that down as it was.

The truth of it was, at thirty-two, Jen was a grown woman, capable of making her own decisions and in this instance, her own mistakes. Nobody had forced her hand. Jade couldn’t have prevented it any more than her lament over the loss of control could mean that Jen hadn’t decided to shoot up an accidentally lethal dose of heroin. Again, though, he kept that thought on the back burner, not wanting to confront her with it.

Her habit of avoidance and self-blame, though, he saw quite clearly then that he’d have to keep an eye on it, before it rose up to become a problem she couldn’t run away from any longer. Until that happened, he’d simply be there for her, let her know she could talk to him. Or like he did later that evening, hold her tightly and make her feel safe when he knew that emotionally, she didn’t.

“Thank you for being here,” she whispered into the dark, lying in the same pose they did on the bus, his thigh between hers, arms around her, her hand rested on his cheek. “And for just been you. I think I’d have fallen apart completely if you weren’t here with me.”

He kissed her forehead, breathing in the scent of her hair. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, baby love.”

He truly meant it, too.

#adrien brody fanfiction #adrien brody smut #adrien brody x ofc #adrien brody #adrien brody fanfic #adrien brody fic #tw: drug abuse #tw: drug overdose

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The Night We Met

Pairing:Draco Malfoy x m!reader (ftm)

A/N: here I am again, had this in the works as I was getting over the writers block and I know alot of you are waiting for my other fics. To be honest I haven't had the motivation to write for a while (because of personal reasons) but I'm slowly getting back into it. Love you all and I hope you all are doing well :)

mentions: strong language(?), angst(?), gay pining. DO NOT READ IF UNCOMFORTABLE OR FEM ALIGNED. if theres any warning i left out please let me know.

-> do not repost, copy or translate my works nor post them anywhere else. Reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated.

Last year did have its ups and downs but one thing about it was i found a family not like the Weasley's weren't already mine and harry's family, but having to know someone so close to your parents made you feel like you knew a little more about them. And having your go fathers be there for you meant something, you would try to write to Remus when ever you could especially when you felt alone, he was indeed quite surprised finding out harry's twin is a boy now but both Remus and Sirius were loving as always.

Now here I was getting ready to head to the Quidditch world cup, I was walking with Fred and George to the portkey. It was my first time using such a thing but as everyone puts their hand on the manky old boot, i do so too after Mr weasley tells me and Harry to, before I knew we were spinning around. Mr. Weasley tells all of you to let it go and I fall on the ground with the others making me groan before fred helps me up and hands me my bag. I walk in the tent with the twins and look around with a surprised look seeing how spacious and comfortable it looked.

It's night as we all walk to our seats

"blimey dad, how far up are we?"

"Well put it this way." The Malfoy's walk up as draco talks with a smirk "if it rains you'll be the first to know" we both hold eye contact for a bit before he continues while looking somewhere else "Father and I are in the minister's box, by personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself." I let out a small sigh and walk away from where they all stood before I could get a little farther I hear Mr. Malfoy say "do enjoy yourself, won't you...while you can" we all move to get to our seats "come on up. Take your seats. I told you these seats would be worth waiting for."

As everyone returned to the tent i excused myself to take a walk to get some time to myself, as i walk around I hear screaming making me pull out my wand before someone pushes me down "get down dumbass" I hear draco's voice as people run around in havoc "get off me" I push him off me "I'm trying to protect you so shush" he says before pulling me up and taking me away from the chaos and to the forest near by "mind telling me what's going on now?" "no" he whispers as he keeps looking here and there, we both sit there for a while before i look at his annoyingly handsome face again "why are we here?" "because I don't want you dead" he mumbles while looking around "what?" "I knew you were Potter's brother but didn't think you were this dumb, there is something happening out there...something dangerous" "well that's vague" I sigh getting up but draco pulls me down making me stumble and fall on top of him. For a moment we both stop thinking and be in the moment unintentionally moving closer to the other as if to kiss 'this is exactly like last year' a thought in my mind makes me push myself away from him as I breathe heavily, in that moment both of us come to our senses and look away from each other moving to sit away from each other but I couldn't take it, I get up and walk away to find harry by now draco knew it was okay for you to be out there, as he saw the dark mark in the air making him take a deep breath. He would always keep you safe no matter if he was on the dark side...

We were on the train back to hogwarts, I didn't pay much attention to what the others were talking about as I was reading a book remus got me for my birthday "y/n where did you go when the whole thing happened?" Hermione asked making me look up at her "what thing?" i ask confused not knowing what they were talking about "the death eaters chaos" "oh i-i took a walk remember i-i was in near the forest s-so I just hid there" I try not to sound suspicious

As we arrive at hogwarts we see a carriage being pulled by winged horses "well there's something you don't see every day" A large ship comes out of the water.

We head back to our dormitories to change and go the great hall for the feast. After sorting out the first years Dumbledore makes his speech "well now that we are all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement. This castle will not only be your home this year but home to some very special guests as well" Filch runs up to Dumbledore "you see hogwarts has been chosen-" they talk for a moment then he walks away "so Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event, The Triwizard Tournament." some people look around excited while the other look confused "for those who don't know the Triwizard Tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school a single student is selected to compete. Now let me be clear, if chosen you stand alone and trust me when I say these contests are not for the faint- hearted. But for now please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their headmistress Madame Maxime" the doors open and a group of ladies walk in and wave out their arms and run as the butterflies fly. "blimey that's one big woman" you look to see a very tall lady walk in, they bow as everyone claps and cheers for them. Dumbledore raises his arms to quiet everyone "and now our friends from the north, please welcome the proud sons of Dumstrang and their headmaster Igor Karkaroff." We turn to see a group of guys come in banging staffs on the ground doing a chant then run up doing flips while Krum walks in "Blimey it's him, it's Viktor Krum!" They blow fire that forms a snake to a bird. After the feast ends a little tower like structure is brought in "your attention please! I'd like to say a few words. Eternal glory. This is what the student who wins the Triwizard Tournament but to do this that student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks and for this reason the Ministry has seen fir to impose a new rule, to explain all this we have the head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Bartemius Crouch." The sky ceiling makes lighting, then someone calms it down

"bloody hell. That's Mad-Eye moody"

"Alastor moody? The Auror?" you ask confused "Auror?"

"dark-wizard catcher. Half the cells in Azkaban are filled thanks to him. He's supposed to be mad as a hatter these days" he walks up to Dumbledore and shakes his hand before walking away and drinking something "what's he drinking?" I look confused at the flask "I don't know but I don't think it's pumpkin juice"

Mr. Crouch walks up "after due consideration the Ministry has concluded that for their own safety no student under the age of 17 shall be allowed to put forth their name for the Triwizard Tournament. This decision is final" alot of students get upset as i look at my watch before looking up accidentally making eye contact with draco "silence!" the voice pulls both of us out of the subtle eye contact, I look at Dumbledore as everyone quiets down, he points his wand at the tower like structure and it disappears showing a goblet before blue flames are above it "the Goblet of Fire. Anyone wishing to submit themselves to the tournament need to only write their name upon a piece of parchment and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly. If chosen there's no turning back. As from this moment the Triwizard Tournament has begun." The feast comes to an end, we head to our dormitories, I head to bed and grab the book I was reading "goodnight y/n" I hear Harry say "goodnight Harry" I say before laying down on the bed, soon falling asleep with one specific person in my dreams...

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Hope you had a good time reading this. Thank you for reading, and I hope you all have a good day/night. ❤️

#wolf knights writes #draco malfoy x male reader #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x ftm reader #harry potter's brother

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lovecolibri · 28 days

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Oh, Buddy had banished the ballot box?! Clutch fireball indeed!

As Brennan said, "Fuckin. Blimey."

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #junior year

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silent-raven13 · 5 months

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Present for the Birthday Boy!

"Come on, mates. This being one of the best birthdays I ever had. I wouldn't say it being the best of the BEST. I have to be completely gobsmacked." Hobie sats down on table after he finished dancing with his friends and boyfriend.

The Spider-Band created a surprised party for Hobie's twenty fourth birthday, it was a big deal since Hobie mentions his birthdays were never celebrated. It was always something small or the days weren't on their free day. Sometimes his closest friends Karl or Rhi-rhi would make a big party after weeks to celebrate.

So this time, Miles wanted to give him the best birthday party ever! Being twenty four is a big thing, Hobie is an adult and grew to one of the best Spider-mens around. The latest he can do is give something his boyfriend enjoys, so he had Gwen and Pavtri to help him Set a big party in an abandon warehouse in Hobie's world with the help of Karl and Rhi-Rhi- plus some close punkers.

Then, some of the main four Spider Band had their other friends helps like Peni, Margo, Slick, Sun Spider and so on. The only thing is they weren't sure how Hobie would feel about inviting adults like Jess, Peter, and Miguel... so they kept it professional tricking Hobie thinking a surprise party at HQ was his party.

The small party was a week before Hobie's actual birthday, and there was a small cake made by Margo. Gwen helped made some organic green cupcakes. Then, Pavtri made his family homemade Chai lattes, so all the adults get to enjoy the small party. It was mostly professional to keep away the adults from knowing the other party.

Miles knew his boyfriend wouldn't suspect nothing after that small party before his birthday. Not to mention, Hobie's birthday is on February and on a leap year at that. So this is a very big deal that his boyfriend's birthday is celebrate right on the 29th!

And boy, did Hobart didn't expected the surprised party on the day of his birthday. He was completely shock about it all. At first, he thought his darling Sunflower wanted to check out the abandon warehouse for fun after they got dressed up for the movies. Hobie really wanted to see Halloween, but the idea of watching a romantic film to make out was tempting. He should've known the moment his Sunflower disappear into the dark warehouse, chills run down his spine when he didn't hear Miles' response.

Then, as he steps into the warehouse a loud "SURPRISE!" Shook his to the core, when he saw firecrackers, lights and wicked decorated warehouse to a punker aesthetic for the birthday party. Miles giggles going up to his man to kiss him on the lips and hand him a bouquet of flowers to say, 'Happy Birthday, bae. Hope you like this.'

Hobie indeed can say he did love it, the more he hears it was his Miles' plan, the more he loves it. Oh, how his darling Sunflower is too good for him!

The party was MAD, it's the best blimey party Hobie ever had. There was music, everyone he cared for and dear. Hell, his siblings came by to celebrate, all his mates/punker allies were there to go crazy. There was beer, food, and many different indie bands from rock to soul to a whole mix of metal and punk. Then some people went up to sing karaoke or dance their heart out. Heck even young drag queens and other subcultured groups that were deemed by society. Some iconic Drag Queen performs and some did a stand up. It's the best party of the year some claimed.

Here is Hobie Brown sitting on a hand made Birthday boy Throne with a fake hand crafted crown on stage. One Drag Queen did a roast, then Karl hold his beer out to give his speech about being his best friend. Hobie couldn't help but chuckles at every joke the Drag Queen did or almost shedding a tear from his best mate's speech. Yet, his eyes were on his Miles. Wasn't he gonna give his own speech?

Surely he has to, because Gwen and everyone else did. Miles only sat by the table clapping and cheering on. Heck, Hobie's older sister made a small speech about him and they had their tiffs!

So here Hobie chug a Keg of beer while sloppily going to the table were his friends sat. Miles whispers low to Gwen's ear before getting up from his seat, "Hey, bae. I'm going to the bathroom, okay? Mwah, keep having fun." He kisses his punker boyfriend's lips.

"Wait, one more, luv." Hobie purrs with his lips locking against his partner's soft cherry flavor lips, "Mmm." He wishes his Sunflower made a speech then it would've been perfect.

Gwen and Pavtri were making, "OOOOHHHH, get it Miles! Get it Hobie!" They were drinking feeling more hyper than normal.

Hobie's hand rest on his boyfriend's waist before pulling away with a smirk, "Mmm."

"Hehehe, easy bae. Hold it out till the cake comes." Miles commented before leaving with his hand slipping away from his punker's hands. The young man wore a simple blouse top with dressing pants and nice Jordans. His hair still styled in short dreadlocks with gold cuffs.

Very different with Hobie having his hair stylized thick Jumbo dreads with added accessories like gold cuffs or beads. Then he had on a more spiked black leather jacket, shredded black skinny jeans with paint and added patches, and his thick heavy boots. All complete with accessories of two belts, chains, sloppy hand painted works and patches. Also he wore some rings and different types of bracelets, and three different types of necklaces.

"So, is this the best party you ever had?" Gwen finally asked the birthday boy as the loud band plays on stage everyone around them dancing and having fun.

And here they are, Hobie took a sip of his beer. Pavtri said, "Oh this isn't the best birthday? Why? This is totally top 1!"

"At least your top three." Gwen commented.

Hobie said, "I have my reasons."

"Well, maybe you'll change your mind when the cake comes." Gwen said.

"Why?" Hobie asked, then the whole lights in the warehouse shut off. Then a main light aim on stage giving a spotlight to a Rhi-rhi dressed as a Drag King, "Okay. Okay, I know you mutherfuckers want to keep drinking and partying, but it's time for the BIRTHDAY BOY TO CUT THE CAKE!"

"WHOO!" The whole crowd cheers out loud when the spotlight landed on Hobie.

"Huh? Wait, what about-" Pavtri and Gwen got him up while Karl pushes him up. Wait, what about his Sunflower? Surely, they wouldn't make him miss it.

"Come on, man! Sit here!" Karl made his best friend sit in front of the stage. "Rick, where is his crown?"

"Right here, bae!" Rick came in to place a crown on Hobie's head, "Hahaha, you're in for a surprised, man."

"Huh?" Hobie could only say that why Rhi-Rhi made a few dirty jokes here and there. The crowd laughs and cheers, until she did a stand up. All Hobie could think of, "Where is Miles?"

"Now, I would sing Happy Birthday, Hobie, but I ain't no fucking Marlyn Monroe so we got our buddy Rick rocking it." Rhi-Rhi shouted out loud as a small band plays a twisted version of Happy Birthday.

Then on stage there's a handmade large cake, it was being pushed by Gwen and Pavtri. Hobie sat being confused, "Is that real? Blimey it's huge!"

Rhi-Rhi smirking widely, "Happy Birthday Boy!"

Gwen rushes over to the DJ as she put on a song. They brought in futuristic music so they play variety. Hobie saw Pavtri and Rhi-Rhi quickly getting down from the stage once the cake stood in the middle of the stage. The punker's eyes arched as the cake shakes back and forth. "What is this?"

The large cardboard cake open up revealing Miles coming out wearing a sexy tight black leather front sleeveless body suit with a large v-neck with a large metal zipper dangling. His bare neat chest gave an illusion of cleavage, and he had long black gloves with thigh high boots, very thin six inch heels. Miles wore a black leather mini skirt. Makeup dramatic with a bold eyeliner, cheeks with glitter, and lips painted black lipliner and brown lipstick with a gloss over. His hair remained in his short dreads, but he added earrings.

Hobie's face fell, mouth dropped wide open making a huge 'O' shape. His eyes never been so wide by his Sunflower's appearance. His friends spotted his reaction having to laugh out loud.

"OMG, look at his face. He's shookth!" Gwen laughs along with Margo.

Pavtri and Karl cracking up. "YOUR FACE!"

Hobie didn't hear them by the crowd hyping up the dancer, which is his boyfriend and being so awestruck by him.

Miles began lip syncing as he began to dance sexually on stage, "It's okay, I know you want me," His body sway to the music, he did a slow cartwheel to split as he went toward Hobie's direction.

"Don't be afraid, love my body" Miles crawls on the stage being like a sexy feline with his intense stare. The young dancer stood on his knees as he did a hair flip while his hands rubs his waist to his chest and giving a little shimmy of chest toward his face.

Hobie watches his Sunflower leaving him speechless as he saw him lay on the floor then did a heel clack against the stage. "Up on display, at the party" The roaring at the show.

"I know you want me," Miles did a knee twist having to lay on the floor, "I know you want me"

Gwen grinning from ear to ear having to nudge Pavtri as they watch Hobie completely Pink, so pink and red that there was so many fonts popping up. Fonts like, "!?" Or "XXX" or "GOTDAMN!" The two were cracking up while they cheer on Miles.

The young man did a lot of erotic floor work, "I'm a god damn prize Kissing and victory in my eyes." Miles did another split with his ass bouncing on the beat and did another hair flip.

"I'm first in line," Hobie watches as his Sunflower finally got to him having to do a lap dance, his Sunflower smelled so amazing like tropical breeze. The punker turned mad bashful when his boyfriend flirtatiously lift his chin up as he lip sync, "Baby, better think twice 'cause the crown is mine.."

Miles smirks seeing his boyfriend leaning forward wanting to kiss him, but playfully shove him back against his seat, he turns away to slowly grind against his rear against his punker, "I'm a cut throat queen."

"I make the rules, I do as I please," The Black Latino head back the stage leaving his boyfriend flabbergasted, that he gave a wink. When Hobie wanted to lean close to him, Miles' boot gently shove him back again being a sexy minx. "Got you on your knees!"

"WhOOO, GO MILES!" Margo squeals!

Peni and Spider Zero laughs, "Heck yeah!"

"Oh my gawd, I never knew he can dance like that." Pavtri being surprised.

Miles smiles standing on stage. Time for the big reveal, "I'm a full course feast," He turns away from the crowd as he sway his hips side to side. "I'm a masterpiece! Uh!" He remove his mini skirt to reveal his other part of his body suit, which is the thong part with his plump ass cheeks hanging out.

"WHOOO! OH YEAH, BABY!" The crowd shouted.

Hobie's had no words, his whole body froze, palms sweaty, his lower groin aching, with his mouth being super dry. His heart beating so fast as he watches his confident boyfriend dancing on stage for him. So beautiful, so perfect, Hobie wanted to ravished him but he had to control himself.

The only time Miles allow him to touch him is when he did a close split at the edge of the stage so his punker can grab a fistful of his right asscheek. Honey brown eyes caught dark lustful eyes wanting him. Hobie seems he didn't want to let go of his rear, and this made him go to him to finish the lip sync. "I know you want me"

Hobie had his Sunflower on his lap again, this time he can smell the leather black gloves. Miles hugs his boyfriend with his arms around his punker's neck, "Happy Birthday, bae. Did you like my surprised?" He finally asked.

There was no words said from the punker. Instead he dipped Miles into a deepen kiss. Without another word, Hobie got up with Miles in his arms and he went off making the crowd laughing out loud. The party continued on as they all expected that little dance had the punker hot and bother.

"Hobie, what about your cake?" Miles pouted.

Hobie purrs lowly in his partner's eye, "You're my cake." This made Miles' face so warm. It wasn't long till Hobie took him back to his house boat and had their heated fun.

That being said, Hobie can say this birthday party is on his top three. Especially his darling looking too damn fine in tight leather bodysuits. Miles can say he is happy he got his boyfriend the best gift.

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #spiderman #spider verse #across the spider verse #spiderverse

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katiefratie · 1 month

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SHE IT WITH A 12 WOWOWOOWOW THATS A WRAP ON BRENNAN WOWOWOWOOWOWOWOWWOWOWOW BLIMEY INDEED

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fhjy #fhjy spoilers #zac in the dm chair agsjahsjajd

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long-song · 22 days

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◟ ▍ ‎₁ . —— @l1sten [ the doctor ] said: no more questions about me.

"blimey, am i really gonna become you? all cross and furrowed?" his nose scrunched in disapproval, surveying the other under an almost repelling glance. "can't say i'm looking forward to that particular moment! then again, i also wasn't looking forward to the moment i met stephen king for the first time, and that actually turned out nicely. a lovely chap he was." don't judge a book by its cover and all that. he shrugged, a somewhat childish pout crossed his features, not so much an indication of frustration, rather familiar acceptance. was this one of the dull ones? had he worn a classy cravat, or even a monocle 'round his neck, there'd undoubtedly be trickling answers. today he achieved nothing more than a sad old face with a scottish accent— that was exciting at least, a snippet of what's coming. still not ginger, but he'll get an accent!

"fine, no more questions, then. nice and boring and not questiony." but why? why, why, why, indeed! was he merely crankier in his age, or was there something else haunting beneath the surface? it was usually the latter with him. should one look closer (rest assured, the doctor looked ever closer,) a definite change in the stance prevailed, the overall attributes of this doctor he's going to be. it extends beyond the hunched eyes, the weight of burning planets soaking the skin. he's not sure he wants to see.

before he risked peering deeper into places he ought to stay clear, a different approach breached. "how old are we now?" so much for no more questions. "'cause i always wanted to go back to anura, visit the good ol' frogs, check the water's still clean. do a little swimming myself. maybe. probably not. anyway. you done that yet?" a boyish glee rose in his tone, unearthed by a solemn state preparing to breathe through. it'd be nice to at least know where he's winding up. if such information wasn't passed down willingly, an inkling may satisfy. the way this doctor holds himself, the avoidance of any inquiries possibly hinting towards what waits in his future, was most unnerving.

"i just keep running out of time, you know how it is. never enough time." all of time offered at his fingertips and it was so very rushed / don't stop moving! it'll catch up sooner than you think. painfully evident by the other, his narrowed glances and regretful bearings. when did that happen?

#l1sten.#i am definitely a madman with a box.#lol i went with my hc about hell bent and rolled with it.#anyway he's annoying pass it on.#here u go i hope it doesnt stink.

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way-to-the-hill · 4 months

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Initialising Fallen London (D&D) Dashboard Simulator...

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Calling all knowledge-havers! If you know anything, tell me!

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I saw a bug lately... I know it.

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This is what I'm talking about!!

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🕯️ ThreadsOfPower Follow

what if i

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where am i

⌚ lt2malgrave Follow

I was more concerned about the grey void. What was that.

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#can verify. #I was there.

@ThreadsOfPower and why were you at the devil's sacrament? get back here

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I remember things

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What do you remember?

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Things.

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The War? The Sky?

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Come back, what do you remember?

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What do you remember?

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i uhh

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never love anything

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last time i tried an extreme sport it was all a dream but guess what fellas i've found myself a uhhhh skiing instructor see u fuckers in the next life im quitting to become one with the snow

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they call me the forgetter because i

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Went for a swim. Met some people. Jury's out.

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We love you please don't leave me alone with these guys one of them kil-- you know what nevermind.

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Okay. Jury's still out.

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they call her lolth cause she

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cause i lol when i th

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I killed my sister and Lolth has not exacted punishment this is proof I was right to do so.

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I need to diversify this newspaper. If you have anything you think would provoke thought, educate, or entertain, please drop a line! Leads to corruption are highly appreciated...

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I have a recipe.

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Great! Could you provide it here?

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I can play a musical instrument

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No, family secret.

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What?

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Could you provide any other recipe? And your playing is beautiful Faust but we may need more oomph to get a story about it in print, you know?

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The piano is played but I do not play it.

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On account of the ghosts.

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On account of the ghosts

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Newsworthy indeed! Could you provide more details?

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those are the details

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unfortunately i am bound to secrecy by the contract of crown and kingdom

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What? Too scared to leak?

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What happened to my post???

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beach ep pics 😎😎😎

they call me corvus cause cor blimey

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Accursed in the Lake’s Depths

Chapter 3 : Fawley? F-A-W-L-E-Y?

Harry J. Potter / reader

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“Attention everyone!” It was Bagman speaking again “It has been decided that the judges will be needing more time to discuss the scores, due to uh..special circumstances”. By now it was crystal clear that Harry had indeed saved the completely wrong person, and needless to say Harry has freed you but at the cost of derailing this whole thing slightly; he also gave Karkaroff more of a reason to hate him.

“Everyone is free to leave the venue now, and lunch will be served at the great hall shortly after!”. Everyone had started to make their way to the great hall after Bagman announced this, it seems that the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons champions had made their way to their respective headmasters' side. Cedric had been joined by his friends, much like Harry, and so he made his leave. Leaving you, Harry, Hermione, and Ron alone..well mostly alone, there were still some stranglers staying behind but whatever.

By now you and Harry were fully dry (Harry more so than you thanks to Hermione); you found yourself standing awkwardly in front of the trio as they were still caught up in their own bickering. Finally, Harry remembered your existence, and offered you an apologetic (and awkward) smile as he tried to divert the attention over to you. “Guys–guys!” Harry’s sudden loudness elicited silence from the two of his friends.

“There's still another person here..” Slowly, they turned around from Harry and faced you, as they originally had their backs turned from you. Awkward silence took over the group as Ron and Hermione had a silent fight on who was going to speak first, thankfully Harry got the message and broke the ice. “This is Y/N, Y/N Fawley.” Harry spoke, you could clearly see the gratefulness reflected in his two friends’ eyes. “Right then, nice to meet you Y/N. I'm Ron Weasley—blimey it feels odd to introduce myself for once..anyways, that's-”

“Fawley? Like, F-A-W-L-E-Y, Fawley? Wow..how interesting..and your name is Y/N? That's a bit odd.” said the girl, you knew her name from when students around the lake would gossip but anyways, “Yeah..uhm sorry that it's a weird name..I guess?” despite it not being in your control, you couldn't help the apology that rolled out on instinct, people pleaser and all that. “Oh! No no, I don't mean it like that at all, but it's just that you disappeared from Hogwarts grounds ages ago, as in like, 50 years ago! In fact you are thought of to be the ‘lady of the lake’, though I guess lady wouldn't be an accurate title considering your age..been debating that topic with my roommates for ages! Anyways, is it true that you helped open the chamber of secrets? Or is that just completely false?”

It was clear that she was rearing to ask more questions but took a moment to breathe. You weren't used to being questioned like this but then again, all those assignments Slughorn used to assign that required everyone to start interviewing each other on the usefulness of anecdotes was helping..kinda. Anywho, you heard Ron interrupt her little ramble, “Oh come off it, you can't tell me to stop ‘overwhelming’ Harry if you're just gonna go ahead and do this!” her ears went pink.

You tried to help her case by saying that you, truly, didn't mind one bit, but you found that she already made a rebuttal, “Hmph. I’ll just save the questions for later then! By the way, my name is Hermione Granger. I hope to be great friends with you, seeing as you know the value of information gathering! Unlike someone here..” truth be told you don't really know the value of ‘information gathering’ but right now you just needed a few friends to help you catch up on what you missed in these past..50 years was it?

“Y..Yeah! I’d like to be friends too..Hermione.” You slightly smiled at her, and your cheeks were a bit pink. ‘Dear Helga, being isolated from others really does things to you! And Merlin’s beard, 50 years? 50 years have passed..all my friends, everyone I knew..they would be gone by now surely..’ you thought, it was depressing to think about really, the thought that all your old friends would be..well–old now. And here you are, still physically and mentally 14. It's as if time had stopped for you, but you must move on for now. You will give that topic some more thought another time.

“Great, now if that's all sorted can we go eat lunch now, I'm as hungry as one gets.” Ok well, now you felt a bit bad because of how long introductions took, but anywho he was right. And frankly you started to miss sitting in the great hall, Helga this is making you realise just how much you took freedom for granted. “Agreed..the quicker we get there the better.” And so the group of 4 made their journey to the great hall. Guess you’ll just wait until after lunch to talk with Dumbledore.

A/N: ill have to move the meeting to the fourth chapter😔

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