#every wizard wants to be him and you can't fucking deny it
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Best wizard in all of the spiral
#garrick goldenhawk#wizard101#wiz101#wizzy101#was replaying wizard 101 (this screenshot is from earlier this year idk) w my death wiz and I found the chillest man in Wizard City#Garrick Goldenhawk is an icon#every wizard wants to be him and you can't fucking deny it
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The BG3 Beef I wanna see shitpost
While I do love the idea of Tav/Astarion/Karlach/whoever getting more unique mean dialogue with Ulder Ravengard, especially when he has the audacity to take up space in your camp like that instead of someone cooler like Barcus or that one bullied hyena, I want very specific flavor text that you'd only get in the epilogue party if you pick a specific ending even more.
I think if you romance Wyll as Gale or Gale as Wyll and then you don't go to Avernus, I think it would be totally galaxy brain to have dialogue in the epilogue that reveals Ulder Ravengard and Morena Dekarios fucking DESPISE one another. Because they absolutely would.
We never get to meet Morena in game but you can tell from what Gale and Tara say about her and Gale's... Galeness that she is at least a part time passenger on the "Fuck you my child is fine" train. Her sweet little boy? Commit evil deeds? Never! There has obviously been a mistake. I mean she indulged that "Gale Of Waterdeep" nonsense and when Gale summoned a full on Tressym after being explicitly denied a kitten as a child, she just let him keep her. No repercussions.
And then her sweet boy brings home another sweet boy who is probably EXACTLY what she pictured Gale's partner should be like.(Because Wyll is the damn blueprint for "Guy you could bring home to mom") Wyll is ridiculously sweet to Gale, he's the perfect gentleman, he's very open to the idea of giving Morena the grandchildren she's been nagging Gale about in the very near future. Pinch her, she must be dreaming!
I cannot imagine her reacting to Wyll's backstory with any amount of empathy towards Ulder, obviously that man is a cruel psychopath to throw poor Wyll out like that after "a tiny misunderstanding" and Wyll is just too good of a son not to see it. Which is partially true, Wyll is definitely still in some kind of denial stage over what his father did but that's not the point of the post.
Then there's Ulder who probably thinks Gale is... Fine. He's not someone he ever would have pictured for Wyll. Gale is a babbling oddball, he has chronic foot-in-mouth disease and has only ever met the pointy end of a sword. But he can't say anything because Gale saved him, his son, and Bulder's gate, and a small army of tieflings, and apparently a bunch of mushroom people and blah blah more reasons he can never have the moral high ground blah. He's undeniably stuck with this fucking wizard, and his nightmare of a mother.
Morena firmly believes that since the Ravengard manor is technically Wyll's now, then it's also Gale's and thus is now hers as well. When I say she would walk through the doors like she owned the place I mean it very literally. Where did Ulder's old helmet display go? "They were rusty and it was ruining the wooden shelves, besides these enchanted swords go better with the new drapes we had to get, I don't know how you didn't notice how moth eaten they were getting." Everyday he wakes up and something about his own damn home has been changed to make it look more like a wizard tower. She doesn't even live here most of the time!
And it doesn't stop there, not at all. No this women has to make sure his son doesn't live there full time either. Every holiday and birthday she has to send Gale a letter about how much she misses him and you should visit so you can take a break from all that(Very important!) work and how she already has the venison just for Wyll.
And every time he's forced to interact with this harpy she looks at him with a sweet smile on her face, honey in her voice and the burning hatred of a thousand suns in her eyes then somehow managed to insult him five times in one sentence without ever explicitly insulting him. This women is a devil from Avernus sent to punish him for his sins and she's even won over the grandkids. Obviously that women is a manipulative psychopath for using her control over Gale to manipulate his son. Which, yeah Gale not being able to say no to his mom has contributed greatly to this and if Wyll knew what healthy boundaries looked like he probably wouldn't have put up with it but he doesn't so here we are.
Let these two be the Tom and Jerry style B plot to BG4 is what I'm saying.
#baldur's gate 3#bg3#gale dekarios#gale of waterdeep#bg3 gale#wyll ravengard#bg3 wyll#ulder ravengard#morena dekarios#gale x wyll#I don't know their ship name#I only ship it for the family drama#Astarion can also fill this role as Wyll's SO but this is funnier to me#bladeweave#thank you dromaeocore for telling me!
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Lucky Felix
Isaac Cooper x Felix McLaggen (OC)
Tags: explicit | handjobs | anal sex
2k words
Summary: After winning the Quidditch house cup, Isaac lets off some steam with his teammate.
A/n: Even though like three people are gonna read this, I couldn't help it. I ship them SO HARD. The legendary Isaac Cooper has been adopted by @slytherin-paramour (I hope I did him justice) and Felix McLaggen is my OC. The two hottest chasers the Gryffindor Quidditch team has ever seen. I've been enjoying roleplaying him so much!
"Gryffindor! Gryffindor!"
The chants followed the team off the pitch as Madam Kogawa blew her shrill whistle, barking at their housemates to leave the team be, and that no, parties were not permitted in the stadium changing rooms. There would be time for revelling when the victors returned to their common room later, no doubt with smuggled crates of alcohol and perhaps a little mallowsweet passed around if they were lucky.
The entire team was buzzing, Oscar was just a copper blur as he whizzed around the changing room, patting every one of his teammates on the back. Jamie was so awestruck he simply sat on a bench with a grin plastered on his face in disbelief. Isaac, though…he clutched the trophy so tightly it was a wonder the metal hadn't crumpled under his strong grip. His dark hair, so usually pristine off the pitch, was now a windswept mess much like Felix's own, but it looked so much better on him.
"What are you staring at?"
The question came as a surprise, and Felix realise that yes, he'd been staring.
"Just…I can't fucking believe it!" he replied, breaking into a grin.
"Should've had more faith in your captain, McLaggen."
Felix laughed as Isaac held out the trophy, nodding his head towards his outstretched hand.
"Take it."
He did, wrapping his still-gloved hand around the delicate gold handle. His heart skipped a beat as he felt the cup pull, and for a terrifying second he thought the trophy had been a portkey. Instead of hurtling into oblivion, Felix found himself hurtling towards Isaac as he yanked him towards his outstretched arms. With a round of laughter, Isaac slapped him on the back, his hand lingering on Felix's sore muscles. What he'd give for a firm massage about now.
The elation turned quickly into something much more intense as he was wrapped up in Isaac's arms, the musky scent of victory mixed with his aftershave causing Felix's head to spin and loins to stir. He had to get this under control. Pulling his gaze away from the dark haired chaser, he glanced over at Oscar, who was busy pulling off his gloves and looking right at him. He seemed to know something Felix didn't, as he only offered a nod and a smile before his legs were taking him out of the sweaty room. He was being led, or rather dragged by Isaac, both still clutching the cup.
"Where we going, mate? I need to take a shower before the party…"
Isaac answered the question by stopping his retreat in the tunnel and turning his attention to Felix with a dark gaze he knew all too well. He'd seen it being used countless times on dozens of witches and wizards, the old Cooper charm now directed at him. He couldn't deny how much he'd wanted this as his captain pinned him against the wall of the stands with a strength that made his tired knees even weaker, but he'd hoped beyond all hope that if the time ever came to kiss Isaac, it wouldn't just be driven by some post-match euphoria.
As his warm breath tickled his cheek, Felix almost contemplated asking him to stop, until his lips crashed into his and all thoughts evaporated from his mind. Vaguely aware of wolf whistles and interested mutterings, he tuned out every sound except Isaac's heavy breathing and quiet moans as their tongues made battle and hands grabbed at each other's dirty, sweat-stained uniforms.
This was really happening, and there was nothing Felix could do to stop it. His body yearned for him an Isaac was simply too convincing, too strong-willed. He always got what he wanted, and tonight, he wanted Felix.
The stumble back to their dormitory was the longest of his life, making no attempt at subtlety—everyone knew Isaac's reputation, why would he hide it? Felix was another notch on his bedpost, of which there were many. The two adrenaline-fueled boys peeled each others clothes off the moment the door closed behind them, revealing nothing new except their very obvious arousal. Countless times they'd seen each other in the showers or getting changed after a match, but Felix had always managed to hide how much he enjoyed his teammate's body, shamefully pumping himself under the running water whilst he imagined what it would be like to hold himself against him.
His wish was about to be granted as Isaac guided Felix by the hips onto his bed, laying him back with a low growl that stirred something deep inside him as his cock throbbed painfully with need. What the fuck was happening, he had no idea, but he wasn't about to question it. His mind was addled with lust as he looked up into those piercing eyes framed by dark strands of damp hair that drew Felix's hand upwards. Fingers tangled in his hair as Isaac straddled his thighs, burying his face against Felix's neck with another salacious moan.
His heart hammered in his chest as Isaac ripped his hands out of his hair, bringing them above his head on the bed in one swift movement. He felt the boy smirk against his neck at Felix's gasp, his body lowering onto him to press every bare inch of glistening skin together. Every conquest of Isaac's flashed through Felix's mind and he felt his body falter, until Isaac whispered in his ear.
"Don't fall asleep on me now, McLaggen," he said with a grind of his hips.
Their erections rubbed almost painfully against each other, eased by the slick now leaking from both tips.
"Fuck…"
He wasn't used to giving over control, the impulse to roll Isaac over underneath him only thwarted by just how strong the other boy was. Felix had his wrists pinned against the mattress, his tired muscles twitching in protest and powerless to fight against his restraint. Isaac continued his trail of stinging kisses down his neck, the sharp suction sure to leave a bruising reminder of the boy's latest sexual encounter. Felix's hips had a mind of their own as he arched into Isaac's rhythmic grinding, his moans now coming thick and fast as he lost the last of his inhibitions.
He wanted to reach down and touch him, feel his hand wrapped around Isaac's thick cock, make him moan. But his hands were useless, only his words able to convey his desires.
"Let me go, Isaac," he said, more sternly than he'd intended.
The dark haired boy retreated from his neck, flashing a devilish grin down at him whilst his hands tightened around Felix's wrists.
"What'll you do if I let you go?"
"Touch your cock. That's what you want, isn't it?"
"I want a lot more than that," Isaac replied, but his fingers loosened, the blood draining back into Felix's hands and making them tingle.
Isaac sat up, allowing Felix to see him in all his glory, his eyes immediately falling to his hard length as his hand followed. Isaac let out a low, rumbling groan as Felix wrapped his hand around him, spreading the precum across the head with his thumb. Before he could start moving, Isaac had his own hand around Felix, his grip tight and not at all hesitant. They looked into each other's eyes, daring the other to move, and they did with slow, mirrored strokes as their hands and cocks brushed together.
Everything about it felt taboo, but that made it all the more exhilarating. The two friends caressed each other, spare hands roaming over their naked bodies as they didn't once look away in shame. Felix's breath grew ragged as he tried to control the urge to finish, made even harder by Isaac's constant muttering about how fucking good he felt.
"Isaac…"
The sigh left his mouth before he could stop it, head hazy from pleasure he took a second to realise that Isaac had stopped moving his hand. Felix frowned at him questioningly and the boy smirked, unwrapping his fingers and giving his hip a squeeze.
"Turn over."
Oh.
Releasing Isaac's cock, Felix rolled over on the bed, shuffling to get comfortable as Isaac's hands roamed the knots around his shoulders. Felix groaned as he began to massage him, relishing in the firm pressure that released the tension across his back, along with the constant prod against his arse. Once Isaac reached that particular area, Felix felt his cheeks part as his cock slid between them and he gripped the bed sheet tightly and groaned. He was so wound up and desperate for his friend's cock he contemplated begging, but he let him take his sweet time exploring his body, sighing with relief when Isaac finally probed warm, wet fingers into his entrance.
This wasn't his first rodeo, having various fumblings with older boys during his sixth year—he calmed his mind and his body followed, relaxing around Isaac's fingers as they slid into his arse with the help of a lubricant. It didn't take long to work him up to three fingers, the constant teasing of his prostate causing him to squirm and moan, seeking more.
"Isaac, please just fuck me already," he finally demanded.
The boy chuckled, smacking him hard on the arse befofe pulling his hips up to guide him into a kneeling position. He pulled his fingers out, immediately replaced by the press of the much thicker tip of his cock that made Felix's head spin. He'd never wanted anything quite as much as he wanted that girthy length buried deep inside him.
"C'mon…," he groaned.
Isaac pulled his hips back, impaling him as they both produced ear shattering moans that were sure to be heard downstairs in the common room. Felix had never felt anything so good in his life as when Isaac started to fuck him, slow and gentle but ramping up in intensity with every thrust as they lost themselves in the pleasure. He hit every spot just right, pummelling Felix into the mattress as his fingers worked bruises into his hips.
"Fuck, such a good boy taking me all, Fee," Isaac praised between heavy pants.
"H-harder…"
Isaac growled and bent over him, one hand bracing against the bed as he did as requested, fucking him hard and fast until Felix could barely form a coherent thought. He was only vaguely aware of the door opening, his bleary eyes making out a blur of copper that halted in the doorway.
"What the fuck…"
"Get out of here!"
Isaac didn't stop his thrusting, even as the horrified face of Oscar Weasley backed out of the room. Felix didn't want him to stop, he was close, so close…
"I'm gonna…"
"Yeah? Come for me," Isaac demanded.
With a strangled moan, Felix came hard, his body convulsing, hands and feet tingling as his cock leaked a stream onto the mattress below him. Seconds, minutes or hours elapsed as he whimpered into the mattress, wave upon wave of pleasure crashing down over him as Isaac continued to fuck him, chasing his own release.
"You've made such a…mess…," Isaac chuckled, the strain in his voice indicating he was nearly there.
Felix began to wriggle against him, overstimulation setting in until without warning, Felix felt a sharp tug backwards as Isaac pulled out of him and the subsequent wet splash on his skin as he came all over his back.
"Fee…Fee…shit…"
Isaac gasped his name with every pump of his hand, every last drop of his cum leaking onto Felix's limp and shaking body. The mattress dipped as Isaac collapsed onto the bed next to him, meeting his eyes once again with a satisfied grin spread across his face. Felix returned the smile before the pang of painful longing settled in his chest. He couldn't say no to those sparkling eyes, even if it cost him heartache.
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[Book 6 Spoilers]
Night Raven Quest but make that TTRPG, baby (ft. The Overblots)
Riddle doesn't really understand the whole roleplaying thing at first but surprisingly enjoys the whole dungeon exploring and puzzle solving. He'd be a Human, pretty basic, I know. And a boy scout like him would be a Paladin with very strict moral code and is very stubborn about it. His stubbornness and temper sometimes causes conflict on the table but he'll work on that. Most of the time it's not even him starting the conflict, but rather some people (Azul) getting on his nerves and causing his anger to explode. This boy seriously needs to learn to cut himself and others some slack and have fun like a normal goddamn teenager.
Leona is the type of mf who makes a hard-boiled character with serious fucked up backstory but gave them a goofy ahh name no one can keep a straight face calling him that. His character would be a war veteran Dwarf Cleric named Angus Schmungus or something. And you know what? That's probably not even his real name. His character name, background, affiliation, etc. is between him and god (the DM). And if anyone asks him about his background and/or motivations he'd just give different outlandish story every time like that one ex-convict dude from Ratatouille, neither confirming or denying the credibility of the story.
Azul would try to cheat, so they'd need a dice tower. They'd also need to check his dice before every campaign (can't be too careful with this slimy mf). During his character creation process, he prioritize stats like Charisma, Intelligence, etc. He plays a Bard and a Tiefling for that extra +2 Charisma and +1 Intelligence. Though when I said a bard, he's more like a...conman of some sorts (though he wouldn't call himself that). He'd Mansplain, Manipulate and sometimes Manwhore (should the situation call for it) his way into and out of situations.
I genuinely feel like Jamil would be a Yuan-Ti Warlock. I know how obvious and on-the-nose this is but idk it just feels right. He'd make very calculated decisions even if Lady Luck isn't on his side all the time. He'd also be the one who always take one for the team whenever one of them need to make a skill check, even if his stats doesn't seem to be the highest. He doesn't seem to be fazed by any trials that come his way and generally keeps his cool, unlike some people in this table. That is, until the DM puts down a giant enemy spider mini figure on the table and Jamil falls off his goddamn chair.
Vil surprisingly takes roleplaying pretty seriously? Idk I just can't see Vil half-assing acting even if it's only for a table top roleplaying game. And who knows? Maybe he'll finally get to be the hero he always wanted to be. His only obstacle? Leona's goofy ahh character name. Anyways, his character is an High Elf who comes from a long line of powerful noble Wizards.
Idia wanted to go fully on a "stealth DPS" (whatever that means) build, so his character creation focused primarily on what stats benefits his class more, which in this case is a Rogue Artificer. He'd invest most of his stats in Dexterity and Intelligence. For the race, he'd probably be an Elf for that +2 Dexterity; or maybe a Lightfoot Halfling for the nimbleness trait, no darkvision tho; or he could be a gnome for darkvision, +2 Intelligence and +1 Dexterity. All depends on what kind of Rogue Artificer he wants to be, he'd either be a Arcane Trickster or a Phantom (oof too close to home?). Whatever he is, he's all about that "Meta".
Malleus is very unfamiliar with the whole rules, character creation, etc but he's just happy to be invited here :). His whole thought process while creating his character is probably like 'hm..a Dragonborn? Well, I am a dragon fae..". So yeah, his character is a Dragonborn Sorcerer. Kinda predictable tbh, but very... Malleus, also his solution for every problem is to cast Fireball. Yea, his character is pretty much just him but a dragon. But hey, my golden rule in DnD is that it's all about having fun, regardless of the characters.
Almost all of them would try to be the team leader, so there's gonna be a lot of fighting and arguing on the table.
This party is dysfunctional as hell idk what to tell you
Did I mention that this is also a group therapy?
Nothing says group therapy more than a whimsical adventure with your not-friends am I right?
Yea that's all I got for them, not much but yeah idk man
#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#twisted wonderland#twst#twst fanfic#twst riddle#twst leona#twst azul#twst jamil#twst vil#twst idia#twst malleus#twst headcanons#twst hcs#twisted wonderland headcanons#twisted wonderland hcs#riddle rosehearts#leona kingscholar#azul ashengrotto#jamil viper#vil shoenheit#idia shroud#malleus draconia#twst ttrpg AU
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Can you please do:
Sdra2 boys with a male s/o who is ultimate trader and trading his life to save them from a deadly situation
This request reminded me of this song, ngl
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Spoilers in all parts!!
Hajime Makunouchi:
He didn't have much to say about your ultimate, just that there was nothing you could trade to skip out on a training session with him and Shinji.
He was oblivious to his crush on you, and Yuki or Sora probably pointed it out for him. He denied it at first, he just cared about your health after all!
...Maybe he cared about you a bit more than the others-
Hajime wanted to confess to you, and under normal circumstances, he would have. He would have trained with you alone and admitted to having feelings for you.
Unfortunately, this was not a normal circumstance or school trip. He was a member of void, and was supposed to be the first killer. He couldn't have a relationship right now of all times.
That's what he told himself, but Hajime couldn't let himself reject you when you confessed to him. He felt bad, knowing what he was going to have to do, but he also wanted to enjoy every minute he had with you.
Even when he had to 'get drunk' at the party, it was still one of his favorite moments with you. He acted tipsy and sick, but you refused to leave his side.
When he was voted guilty for killing Yuri, you still wouldn't abandon him.
Making the deal with Mikado was definitely one of the hardest negotiations you've ever went through, and even then, Mikado made it clear that Hajime was forbidden from talking about void.
Hajime thought for sure that would be enough to stop you. He wouldn't be able to help anyone anyway! What use was keeping him alive!? Especially in exchange for your own life!
"It's because I love you, Hajime. Even if you can't say anything, I want you to live."
No... you didn't understand! The whole point of this killing game was so he keep his divine luck and stay alive! He was going to die either way!
He wanted to tell you, but he couldn't waste your sacrifice. It was too late.
Hajime could only sink to the floor as you underwent his execution. He couldn't believe it.
Mikado really was planning to kill him, and you, knowing he killed Yuri, still sacrificed yourself to save him... why!?
Besides Shinji, Hajime was isolated after that. He doesn't mind, he knows he deserves it. He refuses to let himself wallow in guilt, instead training hard and pushing himself past his limits.
He's not sure what to do now, but he doesn't want the game to continue. Even if his options are limited, he'll still find a way to save your friends.
Nikei Yomiuri:
"A trader!? What does that entail!? What was the best trade you've made??"
Like the other students, he wasted no time interviewing you about your talent. He was one of the last people to realize his own crush on you, and even after that, this man was in complete denial.
When you comforted him after the events of the third trial, he couldn't deny his feelings any longer. Even if this was the wrong time for a crush, his heart nearly beat out of his chest when he learned you felt the same way.
Your happiness was short lived, as he did everything to push you away in the tower. Nikei didn't want to do this to you, but he had to stop Mikado.
All of that led him to where he was now: Shaking in anger as his right hand was torn off his body, just about to be executed from a stupid rule Mikado made up.
The last thing he was expecting was for you to make a deal of your own. Nikei didn’t want to die by any means, but he couldn’t sit idly while you gave up your life to save him.
Especially when he didn’t even have anything left.
Nikei couldn't let you do this. He already lost everything. His leadership, his pride, his fucking hand...
He can't lose you too. He can't have something else taken from him by this bastard wizard.
He cries and yells to you at the same time.
“STOP IT! IT WON’T FUCKING WORK!! I’M DEAD ANYWAY!”
Mikado ignored Nikei, promising to fix up his wound and keep Nikei alive as long as he didn’t disclose anything about void.
Nikei continued to shake and scream, beginning to sob as you made the final handshake, sealing the deal once and for all. He just wanted to cling to you and never let go.
But once again, he was powerless as you were pulled away from him, watching your final, painful moments.
It was all too much. The shock from his injury and after watching the gruesome display… he felt numb. He didn’t want to live. If anything, he wanted to kill everyone in this place and then himself.
But that’s what got you killed in the first place.
Nikei is isolated from the group, and spends most of his time in his dorm room, thinking of what he should do now. He didn’t care about divine luck anymore, or even his stump where his prized hand used to be, he just wanted you.
Shinji Kasai:
Given his extroverted personality with guys and shyness towards girls, you couldn't help but be surprised when Shinji stuttered out his confession
It took you by surprise, but you couldn't be happier! The two of you took care of Yuki and each other throughout the killing game, comforting each other after every class trial.
Shinji trusted you completely, refuting any claim that you could possibly in void. And he wouldn't hesitate to tell you, that even if you were, he wouldn't love you any less.
The moment Nikei introduced the idea of Shinji being an informant, you completely shut it down. From that point forward, you knew Nikei had to be up to something.
You told Shinji what he had said, and convinced Yuki that Nikei was full of shit. Knowing what Nikei had said about him, Shinji was much more hesitant to meet with Nikei.
The moment you hear about it, you tell Nikei that you'll meet with him instead. He doesn't buy it at first, but you admit that you know he's going to get someone killed, and as long as you were alive, it wouldn't be Shinji.
You didn't know the full story, the truth that Nikei needs Yuki to be the blackend, but your current knowledge is enough for Nikei to change his plan, on the condition that you take the gun while Shinji is asleep.
It was a stupid idea, but the only way to get out of the tower is by someone's death. Whatever Nikei was going to do, Shinji would be safe.
You didn't notice Yuki until after Nikei tased himself, and by that point, everything happened so fast.
As you laid on the ground with a shard of glass on your neck, you still tried to comfort Yuki, who was slowly backing away in shock.
Shinji noticed both yours and Yuki's absence, immediately getting worried. He searched the entire tower, but he couldn't get there in time. You had only a few more minutes of life left in you, and there was nothing he could do.
Shinji cried out and yelled at Yuki for what he did, who could only drop to his knees.
As you felt your vision darken, Shinji looked at your condition. The two of you made eye contact, and you knew what he was about to do.
His shaking hand reached for the piece of glass, but you shook your head. You smiled at him one last time, the look in your eyes telling him everything you wanted to say, and used the last of your strength to plunge the glass deeper into your own throat.
Throughout the trial, Shinji comforts Yuki, but his upbeat energy isn't the same. He doesn't blame Yuki for what happened, assuring him that no matter what, he'll always be his big bro
But that doesn't make what happened hurt any less. He wants to forgive void, but what could have made them do something like this? Why go through the trouble just to kill Yuki?
When Nikei reveals the deal you made, and how Shinji was going to be the original victim, his guilt only increases. He does everything he can to hold himself together for Yuki and the others, but the moment Nikei is executed, he bawls his eyes out.
He refuses to leave Yuki alone, and makes a memorial for you on the next island.
He exercises more, trying to escape the guilt. You gave up your life for his, so he's indebted to make the most of it. He's failed to save everyone so far, but he won't let it happen again.
No matter what, Shinji will never forget the time you two shared, and above all, he'll never forget you.
Yuki Maeda:
Yuki admired your talent, but didn't really treat you any differently for it. He was extremely obvious with his crush on you, and you both got together pretty quick
As his friends were dying and killing each other, he couldn't be more grateful to have you by his side. You stuck through him as he freaked out about void, and even wondering if you were one of them.
There was nothing he wanted more than to escape this terrible place with you and his big bro
But of course, with his rotten luck, that couldn't happen. His big bro had died all because of him, and to make matters worse, he was becoming someone he didn't even know
As Nikei pointed the gun at him, claiming that everything that happened was because of him, Yuki didn't fight it, instead accepting his fate.
But you wouldn't accept that for him. Not after everything he went through.
Nikei wasn't able to think straight, being consumed by rage, so he didn't even think about your deal. He just knew that you were getting in his way, and he was about to kill everyone anyway.
With Nikei's rage unconsciously letting off his final act of divine luck, the gun managed to fire a single shot before it blew up on him
Yuki was by your side in a second, not even listening as Nikei screamed in pain at Mikado. He didn't care about Nikei being executed, all he cared about was you.
He wept, holding your dying body. You could only smile up at him, knowing he was safe now. He held your body close, not caring about the blood staining his uniform. You gently ran your fingers through his hair, just like you always did when comforting him.
“Y/n, please! D-Don’t go…! I can’t lose you, too…”
His body shook with every sob. You exchanged your last "I love you"s, and gave his hand a final squeeze
No one said anything. Yuki didn't even move.
Utsuro awoke to find himself holding the corpse of a complete stranger, but somehow...
It still hurt.
Yuri Kagarin:
Obviously, Yuri hated your guts when he first met you
If you ever did traded something with a woman, he would say that you were ripping them off
It would take A LOT for the two of you to get together, and due to how quickly his life is put on the line by Hajime, he probably still despised you
As the hook is stabbed into his calf, Yuri happily awaits his death, thinking it was a woman who trapped him
It wasn't until you intervened and managed to prove it was Hajime (since he would claim you were lying) that he really began to fight back
By fight back, Yuri simply ripped the hook out, cause there was no way he was dying from a male, and wrapped his jacket around the wound. A part of him did appreciate that you stopped his death from being wasted, but he still ignores your attempts to help him
However, he does warn you when he notices Hajime enter the tower with a syringe of muscle relaxant.
You tried to talk some sense into Hajime, but Yuri violently cursing him out in Russian didn't help. You knew that Hajime wouldn't let both of you live, so you did what you do best, and struck up a deal.
Yuri constantly spurned the talents of males, but he was impressed by your ability of persuasion. You told Hajime that the muscle relaxant was enough for only one person, and Yuri's blood loss could cause him to forget about this, but if Hajime used it on Yuri, you would tell everyone what happened
Yuri didn't understand why you were doing this. Males were vile creatures that only cared about themselves, so why were you doing this for him? After he had been so horrible to you?
When Hajime takes the deal, Yuri can't help but feel... afraid? Why? You were the one who was going to die. Could he be...afraid for you, a male?
As your corpse was discovered at the bottom of the tower, Yuri's eyes felt oddly wet, and his vision seemed to slightly blur.
He stops talking about dying for a woman after that. Despite being a male, you were... a decent person, and he shouldn't let your sacrifice go to waste.
Having someone die for him hurt, and he would never let anyone feel that way.
Wait, no. He would never let a woman feel that way.
Even if you were a good person, that doesn't mean he was wrong about men.
...right?
Teruya Otori:
You and Teruya connected right away with your talents, and it wasn't long before your relationship became something more
After he failed to protect Kokoro, he swore to himself that he would never let you become a victim
Even if he had to die
He refused to leave your side, and even when he locked up everyone in the tower, you refused to leave his
Both of you took turns resting in each other's dorms, as Teruya would cling to you in his sleep, just needing to hear your heartbeat and know that you were okay
After getting his reset code, he was conflicted about leaving you behind in the virtual world, but you assured him it was the only way to get help from the outside
When his attempt fails, and he's locked away, he can't stop himself from feeling like he let you down
Upon learning that he is a firewall, the one thing keeping the Kisaragi Foundation from entering, he prepares himself to eat the rice. Only seconds before the rice touched his lips, the noticed that you had thrown the door open, Mikado right behind you.
He screamed at you to leave, and as soon as he noticed Mikado's presence, he tried to eat a fistful of rice as fast as he could, but was easily stopped by Iroha.
Mikado had to gag him as he protested every moment you negotiated with him. He still tried to eat the rice a few times, but ultimately failed
Mikado saw Teruya's desperation to save you, and knowing that your death would break him even further, to the point where he might convince everyone to vote wrong on purpose, he agreed to take your life to save his
Teruya's eyes became black and white spirals of despair, becoming a perfect reenactment for Akane's sudden turn to despair, and being a perfect push for Yuki's personality swap
When the Kisaragi Foundation intervenes as the survivors are inches from death, Teruya could only feel disappointed that he couldn't be with you again
In the real world, he's forcibly restrained to stop him from hurting himself, and his drive for vengeance is the only reason he returns for the final trial
He not only failed to protect you, but you knowingly gave your life to save his. You died right in front of him, and he would never see you again. It was like his father all over again...
He's a shell of the person he once was, following deeper into Tsurugi's mindset and footsteps
As the dying Mikado reaches for Utsuro, Teruya stomps his head in.
Syobai Hashimoto:
From the start, Syobai was a bit annoyed at your talent, how you always managed to convince him to cooperate with the others and share information with them, with a bribe that was always too low for his liking, but your ultimate always came through in the end
You were smart, and seemed to understand him better than everyone else, whether it was a result of your talent or not
The same talent you were using to save him from Mikado, who had decided to punish Syobai for attacking him
You didn't want to have to do this, you brought up every trick you could, telling him how he said he wouldn't punish people for hurting him, but Mikado snickered
He was the mastermind, he could alter the game however he wanted, take Nikei for example
Syobai stumbled back when you made your offer, willing to give up your own life to save his
Syobai wouldn't let it happen
He'd offer to pay money, do Mikado's dirty work, however much he wanted to just leave the two of you alone
Whatever it was that void or Mikado wanted, Syobai would get it for them
Syobai has connections and money, but only one person who genuinely cares about him
One person who would give up their life for a bastard like him
With his job, he's faced situations like this before, where one wrong move can turn things ugly, so he prepares his knife
You lightly held his arm, signaling him to stop, but he refused
"Syobai...one of us has to die. And it's not going to be you."
Syobai's body shook in anger as you were devoured by flames
You didn't even scream as you became nothing more than ashes
Mikado tried to provoke him, but Syobai was still smart enough to know not to waste your sacrifice
He became more cooperative after that, telling the group that he didn't care about them, he just wanted to take down Mikado
Slowly but surely, Syobai begins to change, and while he's still far from opening up to people, he cooperates with the Kisaragi Foundation to end the game, and escapes with the remaining survivors
Because he knows it's what you would have wanted
Mikado Sannoji:
Yeah, no. There is nothing you could trade for this man.
The fact that you’re a trader only reminds Tsurugi of Teruya, and he learned his lesson about making deals with criminal scum from Syobai
Tsurugi would kill you as well, just for being an accomplice with no hesitation.
In the end, the two of you died as Partners In Crime
#sdra2 x reader#sdra2#super danganronpa another 2#teruya otori#nikei yomiuri#yuki maeda#yuri kagarin#hajime makunouchi#syobai hashimoto#shobai hashimoto#mikado sannoji#shinji kasai#danganronpa x reader
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alizayd for character opinion bingo 🧍🏽♀️
Thank you! 💖
Alizayd al Qahtani is the fucking best. There is no contest. He's empathetic, he's a sass machine, he's got a backbone made of righteous steel, he's a nerd raised to be a jock and was the best zulfiqari of his generation through sheer determination. He's the smartest (and tallest) man in the room that loves to help people and is also an oblivious social loser. He's a math genius and an economic wizard that outsmarted the Royal Treasury's best accountants as a teenager to secretly fund and make the Tanzeem's illegal transactions untraceable, and *During a Recession* got a millennia-old decrepit hospital to be completely rebuilt and functional in like 6 months. He also actually listens to people, and did possibly the most romantic thing in the series by building Nahri her private Cairo-themed office. He's self-sacrificing and self-denying to a fault and all he wants to do is fix things (and swim, and read), and he perfectly fits into soldier life and civilian life.
My man has the best character arc of the trilogy as he learns and grows past his early prejudice and indecision while sharpening his best traits. He is constantly reevaluating himself and his actions while still holding on to what matters to him, like his faith and his idealism that Daevabad can be improved. Even in the depths of his bitterness or grief, he always returns to trying to do the right thing, and not holding unrelated people responsible for the actions of others. He has the best motivational speeches in the series. His great grandpa is a crocodile and their scenes together are hilarious.
My man Alizayd has some Lord of the Rings: Return of the King-level epicness, in how he is descended from both Zaydi al Qahtani and the marid-blessed Armah. Zaydi, who rallied the djinn world against the genocidal Nahids and overthrew them to take Daevabad 1400 years earlier; and his ally Armah who commanded the marid to help take the city and Suleiman's Ring, and made the ultimate sacrifice by staying allied with the djinn. Ali is constantly compared to Zaydi in City of Brass and Kingdom of Copper, but there's this steady transfer of similarities to Armah in Kingdom of Copper and Empire of Gold, until Ali is truly representing both sides combined as he aids Nahri and a global army that he put together in three days to once again take back Daevabad from a genocidal Nahid. The man is a fucking legend, and with any other author or director it would unquestionably be at the forefront of the story. Instead it hides in background details foe readers to piece together, like it's barely worth mentioning.
This is because my man Ali also has the self-confidence/self-esteem of a shy beetle hiding six feet under the earth, and the author's subtle/vague writing style and inability to stand up for what she's trying to say when people misunderstand has created... how do I word this... A lot of wiggle room for bullshit?
Ali gets dragged a lot for being self-righteous and a fanatic, because characters that are threatened by him in the book call him that, and readers parrot it without any consideration or critical thought. Is it self-righteous to be against slavery? Or to create personal boundaries regarding drinking and premarital sex? Is it fanaticism when he argues against corruption, or practices his religion *in a completely normal way?* I dare say no! But Ali is both black and muslim, so he gets a shit load of shit from every corner, and with the author unable to really clear things up and too cowardly to even admit that Ali is her favorite character without immediately asking everyone to forget she said that (Oops. Also: no), it makes me very, very concerned for whoever ends up playing Ali in the Netflix show. Because if past is any pretext, he's definitely not gonna get paid enough for all the harassment he'll face. And if the author can't stand up for her characters and book themes now, how will she do it when the audience is much, much bigger and louder? :/
As much as I love Ali and his countless parallels with Nahri, and have a thousand headcanons for him (and a thousand fic & art ideas/wips), the series itself (or rather how it undid all its narrative themes in the end to appease loud fans who never understood what the series was trying to say in the first place, along with the author's blindspots regarding the Nahids/Daevas), has made me incredibly bitter. 🙃 I am someone who worships canon encyclopedically and remembers everything, and have come to the unfortunate realization that I cannot in good health ever read this series again.
So my beloved blorbo Ali exists for me in a weird dimension that I cannot really interact with anymore. Made worse because I still desperately want to see fandom stuff, but then also viciously tear apart everything I find. 💀
Idk how to end this. Thanks for the ask! ☺️
#The stupid thing is that I'm still trying to finish my fics#Because I LOVED writing Nahri and Ali????#Like yes my god he deserved better; but when they worked it was So Good 😭💖#And I feel guilty because We Fucking Won in River of Silver and I still can't get past my bitterness#Doesn't help that the final story is a time paradox and proves that no one on Team Daevabad is doing any due diligence with fact checking#Don't even get me started on the changes to the Gazebo scene -- I'm still mad about how she watered down his lines#I literally cannot think about this series without ranting#Even the good parts just remind me of how it gets fucked up later#And most people don't even notice??? All the praise I see makes me feel insane#And all the Dara fans and other readers completely misunderstanding the series makes me insane#I've never seen a series ask its readers to remember so many details and nuances; and then Get Worse the more you understand!#And not in the 'oh its so much more tragic' sense; but literally 'they stopped fact checking things' sense#It's a series that runs on vibes but is also completely against the vibes its sending out#Fuck I wish I could quit this series 😭#How do other fandoms manage this kind of bullshit omg#Hhhh#Ok I'm done#Alizayd al Qahtani#The Daevabad Trilogy#Long post#My posts
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I love the Daeron Dayne theory!
Re: And thus all of Team Green has to be bad guys in some way so that people can root for "Girl Bosses" and "People of Color" ... which as someone who is not white, I find that shit more racist than anything else.
I personally also can't wait for the optics of good bastards (the Hulls) played by black actors who stay true and loyal to team black, and evil bastards (The Two Betrayers) played by white actors who go comedic relief warlord, as well as, white girl (Jaehaera) gets murked for black 9yo beauty pageant LMFAO. Just a deeply unserious and disingenuous show. Will only be peeping the rest for the amazing performance of the team green actors tbh.
I also really like Steve Toussaint as Corlys but the show seems to not care for him beyond putting him in the role of Rhaenyra's wise wizard which comes with its own racist implications. He's a shrewd politician himself who was ready to pimp out his daughter but like everything else team black it's neither highlighted nor problematized as much as Otto/Alicent was. There's no way they're for real about that Seasnake show 😂
You joke, but I'm sure, at least before GRRM took over writing duty for Season 2, that was exactly what Spotchnik, Hess, and HBO Corporate had in mind for future seasons.
I mean it's now basically a well known fact that they tried to write Daeron out of the show, because, they didn't want Alicent or the Greens to have a heroic and moral son that is on par with Jon Snow and Robb Stark. GRRM had to fight (And fire a showrunner) to get him on the show, because, the people in Season 1 were so married to their political bullshit that they though Daeron's mere existence would spoil their racist algebra of "Team Black x Diversity + Pogressive Values = Good Guys! Team Green x White people + Catholic/Conservative Values = Bad Guys! Even in the parlance of GRRM's World that is not how things work.
Ugh, don't get me started on the Dragonseed Riders. I wish people would stop perpetuating that, somehow, they're all badasses. They fought like one battle - "The Battle of the Gullet" - in which both Aemond and Daeron were far from home. Then, they all pissed themselves when Rhaenyra tried to send them at Daeron. They literally threatened to quit, because, they were scared of Daeron and Tessarion. At Tumblestone, Hammer and Ulf shit their pants at the sight of Daeron in battle and switched sides so they wouldn't have to fight him. The only Dragonseed Rider who actually fought another Dragon was Adam Hull ... and he and Seasmoke got their asses kicked by Daeron and Tessarion - and yes, Daeron was piloting Tessarion in that battle, anyone who actually believes the maester about Tessarion doing all that shit on her own ... I got a bridge to sell you.
The only thing I looked forward too is Daeron and Hugh Hammer's rivalry. Cause Daeron really shows who he is by being Alpha as fuck going up against this jacked roid-rage rapist murderer on the biggest dragon in the world and sitting Hammer's dumb ass down every time they mix it up. I just love that the most powerful and dangerous Dragon Rider in the war is afraid of a 17 year old master swordsman who denies the Iron Throne twice and just wants his mommy back.
I mean if you polled any of the fans in 2018 everyone was saying that Daeron or Criston was their favorite character in "the Dance". It's revisionist history to say that Daemon or Corlys were popular when the book came out. I mean Daemon was GRRM's favorite and he became popular when Matt Smith took over the role - and he's damn good - but I'd argue that no one was that big a Daemon fan till Smith got cast. Daemon was a piece of shit who abandons his wife and young children to run off with an underage girl.
I do like Steve Toussaint a lot. I especially love that he and the actress who play Rhaenys are big fans of GOT and I love them together on the press tour. To be honest with you, I knew all the way back in 2018 that they were probably gonna race swap the Velaryons, because, even in the book House Velaryon stank of "Marketability" - You mean the House that is only ever mentioned in passing in ASoIaF and plays no bigger role except getting wiped out at the "Battle of Blackwater"? It had the stench of HBO on it from the beginning. So when they announced Toussaint as the Sea Snake, I wasn't mad nor surprised cause Corlys felt like a Corporate character from the inception.
I also agree with you that it bothers me a whole lot that somehow Corlys got a pass for doing the exact same thing to his own - much younger - daughter as Otto did and for the exact same reason. Except that I think it's much worse. On some level, I think Otto knew what he was doing was wrong and at least he never justified his bullshit with Alicent. Corlys not only did the same thing, but he was entitled when he did it. He didn't give a shit, not about Viserys or Laena. At least Otto eased Alicent and Viserys together and fostered a friendship. Corlys was just "You're gonna get Funky with Strawberry Shortcake and you're gonna like it!" like she wasn't even his daughter.
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Another wonderful week of creations for Next Gen Fest 2022. We hope you’ve been enjoying everything so far! We’re in the home stretch now; the last creations will be posted next Wednesday, 7/6, and creators will be revealed on 7/15. Thank you to everyone who has liked, commented, shared, or otherwise supported the fest so far - you are so appreciated!
Jeddy:
I Fell Heavy Into Your Arms (E, 15K)
James has moved home, and he's all grown up. Teddy takes notice. Or: how James and Teddy tried to keep their hands off each other in the lead-up to Albus and Scorpius' wedding and didn't exactly succeed.
lust and Quidditch leathers (M, 7K)
James and Teddy are best mates and play Quidditch for the same professional team. They're also fucking, but that's a secret.
take my heart, pull it apart (E, 9K)
Teddy knows nothing will come out of his feelings for his best-friend-slash-roommate. After all, Teddy has never been desirable. People don’t want Teddy, they want what he can give them — a near-perfect replica of the real object of their desire. Or, 3 times Teddy was someone else + 1 time he got to be himself.
‘til we grew into the me and the you (T, 5K)
Jamie's boyfriend proposes, and of course he says yes. But aren't they supposed to be happy? Then why are they fighting every day over every tiny detail? Teddy is trying to support his best friend, but Jamie doesn’t make it easy, especially when Teddy’s in love with him.
Till Death Do Us Part (M, digital art/comic)
After some years without seeing each other, Teddy and James meet again at Albus and Scorpius wedding pre-party.
Scorbus
above the stars (E, 23K)
When their dads get married, Al isn’t sure what to make of his new step-brother. But bit by bit, through the years, Al falls more in love with Scorpius.
Green, Blue, and Royally Screwed (E, 46K)
Albus Potter is the hot, sulky younger son of the Saviour and the Minister for Magic. He hates dress robes, wizarding social media, and the man he's been pit against his whole life--Scorpius Malfoy. After an embarrassing incident at a fundraiser, the two are forced to pretend they're best friends for the sake of their families' reputations. Through staged public appearances and feigned smiles, they learn they have much more in common than they could ever have imagined.
Cross-Gen
Overexposed (E, 10K, Harry/Teddy/Draco)
Teddy never expected to become a model for Nimbus, and he definitely didn't expect any of the adverts to catch Harry and Draco's attention. But now that it's happened, Teddy can't deny he gets a thrill every time he catches Harry and Draco staring, and he's going to do everything he can to keep their eyes on him.
#hp next gen fest 22#fest roundup#weekly roundup#jeddy#scorbus#harry x teddy x draco#hp next gen#hp next gen fic#hp cross gen
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Why Lily was a bad friend
I always read something like: Lily was a good girl, the best friend, but Snape was a Death Eater and he was obsessed.
I didn’t notice her like a character at all, she was more a neutral to me, because everyone said, that she was so good and so beautiful and so awesome. She was Harry’s mother and I understood that she is an important for Harry and to some people. But then I read The prince’s tale. Oh, well. How can I start? The first thing, that I didn’t like: she used Severus even they were a children. He told everything about Hogwarts and Wizarding World. I think that was a reason why she wanted to be his “friend”. Lily lived with her sister, who hated her and when Lily realized that she is a witch, she was happy, because now Lily has some privileges.
When Lily came to Hogwarts Express, there was a scene:
"You didn't think it was such a freak's school when you wrote to the headmaster and begged him to take you."
Petunia turned scarlet.
"Beg? I didn't beg!"
"I saw his reply. It was very kind."
"You shouldn't have read " whispered Petunia, "that was my private ¨how could you ?"
Lily gave herself away by half-glancing toward where Snape stood nearby. Petunia gasped.
"That boy found it! You and that boy have been sneaking in my room!"
"No" Now Lily was on the defensive. "Severus saw the envelope, and he couldn't believe a Muggle could have contacted Hogwarts, that's all!
Okay, now it seems, like she actually defense Severus, but no. She said, that Severus did that. Severus saw, Severus found... why? She defense herself, not Severus. I had the same situation in childhood and I defended my friend and said it was my fault. Lily literally enjoyed this moment, when she can show to her sister who is a muggle and who is a witch.
Then in Hogwarts:
"...thought we were supposed to be friends?" Snape was saying, "Best friends?"
"We are, Sev, but I don't like some of the people you're hanging round with! I'm sorry, but I detest Avery and Mulciber! Mulciber! What do you see in him, Sev, he's creepy! D'you know what he tried to do to Mary Macdonald the other day?"
Lily had reached a pillar and leaned against it, looking up into the thin, sallow face.
"That was nothing," said Snape. "It was a laugh, that's all"
"It was Dark Magic, and if you think that's funny "
Yeah, Lily, it was a dark magic, but why you wasn’t terrifying, what James and Sirius did to your “best friend”? Or you are so good and so kind only to rich boys? Or maybe you just didn’t care.
Severus asked a logical question:
"What about the stuff Potter and his mates get up to?" demanded Snape. His color rose again as he said it, unable, it seemed, to hold in his resentment.
"What's Potter got to do with anything?" said Lily.
Oh, my God. Of course, you don’t know.
"They sneak out at night. There's something weird about that Lupin. Where does he keep going?"
"He's ill," said Lily. "They say he's ill "
"Every month at the full moon?" said Snape.
"I know your theory," said Lily, and she sounded cold. "Why are you so obsessed with them anyway? Why do you care what they're doing at night?"
He is obsessed? No, Lily, you are obsessed with defense. They bullied him all years in Hogwarts. Of course Severus hate them, it’s a normal reaction. I know, people can say, that Lily was a child, but when I was a fifteen years old, I wasn’t so stupid.
"I'm just trying to show you they're not as wonderful as everyone seems to think they are."
The intensity of his gaze made her blush.
"They don't use Dark Magic, though." She dropped her voice. "And you're being really ungrateful. I heard what happened the other night. You went sneaking down that tunnel by the Whomping Willow, and James Potter saved you from whatever's down there.
“LILY, THEY TRIED TO KILL ME DOWN THERE”
They don’t use Dark Magic though
“LILY THIS MAN ON THE STREET TRYING TO RAPE A BABY”
He don’t use Dark Magic though
"I know James Potter's an arrogant toerag," she said, cutting across Snape. "I don't need you to tell me that. But Mulciber's and Avery's idea of humor is just evil. Evil, Sev. I don't understand how you can be friends with them."
A boy, who bully others not a bad, he is just a toerag. Mmmmmnmmmm
Then was a mudblood scene. She literally smiled, she didn’t help, she said: LeAvE hIm aLoNe. What? If my friend was hung upside down, I certainly wouldn't say leave him alone. I would curse the bully properly and go straight to the headmaster or at least to the teacher. Why Lily didn’t go to the headmaster or to the teachers earlier? She just didn’t care about Severus at all. Because I can’t explain, why fifteen years old girl, who sees every day, that James Potter bully her “best friend” and she does nothing. Then Severus called her a mudblood. I have one theory and I believe that’s a canon. Levicorpus was Severus’s spell. He created it. And why Lily had a successes in potions? I am sure, that Severus gave own book to her and she saw all spells. Levicorpus is non-verbal spell and no one can learn it just by hearing. So, Lily gave book to James. He read this spell and used it. If this is true (at least it seems logical), so Lily is a fucking piece of shit. She gave best friend’s book where were a hints to his bully.
Then Lily was angry and said:
Fine,' she said coolly. 'I won't bother in future. And I'd wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus.'
Later, when Severus try to apologize, she said:
To call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?"
Yeah, girl. Like YOU, rich and beautiful human, said to poor, ugly friend wash your pants. It was a classism.
"It's too late. I've made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you. You and your precious little Death Eater friends ¨ you see, you don't even deny it! You don't even deny that's what you're all aiming to be! You can't wait to join You-Know-Who, can you?"
Okay, if you already saw that he is so bad and awful, why you continued this “friendship” Why? Nobody actually forced you. Why? If he wasn’t good enough, just say: Sorry, but I think, I don’t want to be your friend anymore. That’s it. You literally can do this.
Three years later Lily was married with James, who was “ an arrogant toerag”. Hmmm, okay. Sirius and Remus said, that James didn’t bully anyone but Severus. Lily didn’t know about it. Sorry, I don’t believe.
Results:
Lily didn’t care about Severus and their “friendship”. She gaslighted him all the time. She saw how difficult was his childhood, she saw his abusive father and their life before school. She didn’t help when James bullied him. And no, saying LEAVE HIM ALONE is not a help. If she wanted to help, she did it. Lily used Severus in Potions, before school, when he told everything about Wizarding World and then she gave his book to his bully. She is not a friend. She is just a girl, who wanted something from Severus. And yes, everyone say: IT’S NOT HER JOB, HE BECAME TO A DEATH EATER AND USED DARK MAGIC. She knew that all the time. If this was a problem, she could leave. If she was terrified about death eaters shit, she could talk with him. She knew how difficult life he has. It’s not her job, that’s right. Or maybe she is just a shitty friend?
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Chains of a family [B.W]
Bill Weasley x Grant! reader
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4
Summary: Molly thinks that Bill’s and the reader relationship is a mistake so she wants them apart from each other. Bill’s against his mother wishes and he find a way to drag the reader into the Weasley family officialy
Word count: 1.9K
Warnings: none
A/N: Hi! Part 4 of this thing lol. I’m so happy that you guys like this story. It’ll have like 20 chapters or so, i’m still deciding that so yeah, that’s pretty much the thing. Btw, from now on chapters will be more interestings... i hope so lol. Again, english not my mother language. Please let me know if something’s wrong. Aaaaaand if you want to be tagged in the next chapters tell me and i will add you! Enjoy!
Chapter 4: Arguments
The rest of the afternoon passed as normal as the days before your arrival. Arthur Weasley made sure of it. Even if Molly attacked you with her dagger gaze when you and Bill hugged each other after you were done with dessert.
You didn’t know what Mr. Weasley had talked about with his wife while you were taking a shower, however, you noticed the tension rising from their bodies after you sat down at the table next to Bill and saw an annoyance sign on Molly’s lips. Her temple was frowned, reminding you of your own mother's gestures. Those flaming eyes, cleft chin, and pinion lips. Both women contract their features too much when they were upset and in your distress, you knew that they must not be disturbed.
The last thing you wanted was to hurt a marriage as solid as the Weasley's. More than once you heard your mother talk about it with your nanny making a powerful emphasis on how Molly and Arthur were able to carry out their marriage even if their economic conditions were precarious and the war was on their heels. They were an envied couple. Few dared to expand the family as much as they did without money in their pockets and spreading their progeny like a plague. No one was surprised, not even your mother, not when her marriage to Evan Grant was merely for financial advantage. Now Arthur and Molly looked upset, too upset for your understanding and you just hoped they could get along soon.
You weren't sure you deserved the sacrifice Bill's father had made for you, yet a flame of hope lit up in your chest. If Mr. Weasley started to trust you that was a good sign for others to do as well, right?
The afternoon continued as normal, seeing how Bill's plans to distract you from the fervent harassment of his mother was marred by the twins intervention. They had just finished a new product for their store and needed a good taster to certify the quality of their merchandise. It was a bad idea, he told himself, because twins were just a disaster and you didn't know them well enough to deny their good-natured pretensions.
"Be kind!" He yelled at them as Fred and George pulled you into their. Bill exhaled, pleading that his brothers wouldn't bother his girlfriend more than his mother already had.
Before taking you home, he thought about the pros and cons of your stay in the burrow. His conclusion was based on the fact that his entire family welcomed Harry Potter with open arms, so you didn't have to be the exception. He knew the difference in conditions in which his theory developed, yet he put his trust in the good judgment of his family even if the Grants' past left much to be desired. Bill didn't talk much about you with his mother, in fact, your presence at home was the last of his worries, the real problem came at the time of joining the Order of the Phoenix, would you be willing to fight against your relatives even if that mean betraying your own blood? Bill hope you will
Coming downstairs, Bill found his mother storing the leftover food in the fridge while the dishes soaked in the sink. Then he watched her clean each plate with her bare hands, no magic. William knew his anger was real.
"Want some help with that?"
"I'd love to, honey, thank you," his mother answered without looking at him. Bill raised the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, dipping his hands into the tide of water and bubbles that flew across the kitchen. Molly was silent, drying the dishes and flying them to her place in the display case across the kitchen. Bill cleared his throat doubtfully "It never hurts to help, much less when I have so many things to do before the rest of the Order arrive"
"Don't worry, I'll help you with that too."
"Perfect"
"Mom, can we talk?"
"About what?
"You know what," Bill clicked his tongue, passing her the last plate from the sink to continue with the spoons. "(Y/N)..."
"Your father has scolded me enough about that girl, I don't need you to do it too"
"I wouldn't if you had a little consideration with her."
"More consideration?" Molly asked in a squeak. Bill shook his head. "I'm letting her stay at my home!"
"Our home, mom, ours," he corrected, drying his hands with a cloth. "This house also belongs to my dad, my brothers, and me. It's the burrow, a family property, not a secret club where some people can get in and others cannot."
"You know what I think of her"
"And you know I don't care." Molly looked scandalized at her son. She didn't understand what he had seen in someone like you or what you had given him to come out and defend you as he did "I don't ask you to love her, but at least you have to try...
"Have you ever wondered what will happen when she betrays us?"
"That's not gonna happen"
"You're very sure of that, William"
"I'm convinced, Mom. You don't know her like I do and, you know what? I see that wanting to talk to you was a mistake"
"Moody thinks like me," Molly stopped him when Bill was ready to go upstairs. The woman clung to the railing watching her son standing in the first step out of the kitchen "(Y/N) Grant is a danger to the Order"
"Really? Like Mundungus Fletcher? I beg your pardon, mom, but if there is anyone who represents a latent danger to the Order of the Phoenix, it's him and yet you have assigned him for the mission tonight"
Molly's lips parted and if it weren't for the fact that Bill knew her mother too well, he might think the woman was about to throw herself on the floor in a tantrum. Still, she clenched the bars tightly, her brow furrowed, and the redness on her cheeks washed over her forehead.
"William!" Don't talk to me like that!"
"I wouldn't if you had a little more respect for my girlfriend."
"Don't you understand? I care about you! For all of us!" She snarled angrily. "Having a Riddle in this house..."
"A Grant, mom, (Y/N) is a Grant and that's not the same." Bill descended his steps, approaching her mother, returning that angry look that she had inherited from him. It was a strange sensation. A dyad of emotions between joy and fear where the composed emotion was guilt. He had never exploded that way with his mother, but Molly hadn't behaved that way with anyone either "His grandfather is Lord Voldemort's half-brother and his brothers are all Death Eaters, what does it matter? (Y/N) is not. And when do we judge others by where they come from? If so, we could start with half of us. Being a Weasley is equivalent to being a blood traitor"
"William!"
Molly's face went from fury to shock to fury again. Bill's eyes were twinkling and Molly swore she had never seen any of her children this angry, or worse, this determined.
"What would you have done, Mom?" Bill questioned taking his mother by his arms in an attempt to make him feel her despair. Molly opened her eyes, scared. "When your family tell you not to accept dad? When your brothers object to your engagement, just 'cause the Weasleys have long been considered blood traitors?"
For the first time that day Molly's mind went blank, Bill guessed, rewinding the memories of how difficult it was for the Prewetts to accept the marriage. Bill pleaded silently, but pulled away from her when his mother gave no indication to be a little more respectful with you.
"We aren't like that. We don't separate people by where they come from, we hug them" Bill resumed his way towards the stairs, stopping a couple of steps up, turning to take a look at Molly's stunned figure "As you did with Hermione, Remus and Harry when you and Dad became his godparents after Sirius died. (Y/N) is no different"
"She will turn her back on us when the Order fight the Grants. That moment will come and you know it"
"Don't worry, i'll make sure that doesn't happen"
"She is not part of this family"
"That can be solved very easily," he said and the smile he wore gave her a terrible chill down her spine. "Because I'm going to ask her to be my wife."
Molly's gasp was the only thing Bill heard before climbing the stairs and heading to the twins' room. He always respected his mother a lot and even thinking of opposing to her wishes was inconceivable, but your well-being was something that was involved and Bill couldn't just let her mother control his life at her will. Maybe the mistake he made was not telling his parents the truth about you from the start or, in that case, mentioning that the woman he loved was the fucking niece of the strongest fucking dark wizard of all time.
Bill Weasley rubbed his face as he reached the twins' door. He no longer had to torment himself, it was done and the only thing pending at the moment was to get Harry out of his uncles' house, take him safely to the burrow and find the courage to do what he told his mother he would do.
Would you agree to marry him? He hoped so and if not, he wouldn't pressure you. You were young - even a little younger than him - and it would be understandable if you refused to tie your life to someone else's from one moment to the other. The war progressed every day and if you were going to do it, you would do it as soon as possible.
Loud laughings brought him out of his thoughts to observe you and his brothers sitting on the floor, right in the center of both beds, laughing at each other and touching your faces. From the doorway Bill can't see the full painted room, however George's face showed a rather abstract mural full of bright colors when he felt the presence of his older brother. Fred did the same showing his face in the same situation and then you turned to Bill, still laughing and your face smeared with paint. It seemed the twins had created a paint bomb in millimeter pills, that explode when you put a little bit of pressure. You tried to clean yourself with the sleeve of your sweater but you spread the paint even more. Fred and George laughed and so did Bill.
His heart swelled with love as he saw that at least someone in his family - besides him and his father - had hope in you. God, he may have even cried with happiness.
Bill never understood how a sunshine as beautiful as you was never accepted in your entire life.
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James Potter x Reader
Oneshot
Warning:just angst and sad fluff ig
A letter for James Fleamont Potter
Dear James Potter,
Hey, what's up? That's a lousy letter starter after years of pretending you guys didn't exist.. This would be a rollercoaster of emotions, so try to keep up. Remember when we first met? You were in Ollivanders, buying a wand when you accidentaly almost killed me?
A little girl was walking pass a shop called Ollivanders, she was simply minding her own business when a ray of magic blast to her.. She fell on her butt first, her hair was a mess, she looked like she got burnt..
"Oh, dear godric!I'm very sorry!" A little boy about the same age as the girl came running out of the store.. He had a messy hair and thick glasses, he gave the girl an apologetic smile..
"What in the bloody hell are you doing?!" The girl was mad, who wouldn't? She was just simply having a great day when an idiot almost killed her..
"Buying wands?" He answered unsure. He was just shopping for wands when this very powerful surge made him lose control and it blast to her.
"I look like a mess, Mother would be infuriated..", The girl mumbles to herself as she stands up.. She huffs and glare at the boy.
"I'm James, by the way.."
"I'm Y---"
"Y/N L/N!!WHAT HAPPEND TO YOU?!" Her mother's voice boomed all throughout the alley causing some wizards to look at them..
"Goodbye, you bloody idiot.." Y/N mutters to herself.
"I heard that!"
"You were supposed to hear that!"
And that was the start of our friendship.. You little dim wit, but I'm thankful for that, because I got to meet you.. Did you know that I was not very fond of you? You just wore me down, you're a persistent arse.. But now, it all made sense to me..
What my gut was telling me about you.. You were-- no no, you're still my downfall, James.. I clearly remember when it all daunt to me, the how and why? I'm still unsure about the answer to those two questions. I'm guessing you know what I'm talking about, if you don't... I'll say it or write it now..
I'm hopelessly fucking in love with you, I realized that when you went and announced your relationship with Lily.. There was this painfully hurtful jealousy in my heart and brain.. And I couldn't get rid of those stupid feelings for you..
It was another dreary Sunday in Hogwarts, Y/N was with the Marauders except for James, they were eating at the great hall.. They were talking, teasing and annoying each other when James entered with Lily in his arms.. That image broke Y/N to thousands of little pieces, she suddenly became one with the universe.
"She finally said yes, mates!" James announced causing all of the students to cheer and screamed, obviously happy.
To Y/N, the news broke her.. She was fine with James crushing to Lily because she though Lily was not interested.. But after years of pining and persuasion, she finally said yes. Y/N should've seen it coming, she should be happy for them but why is she hurting?
"Aren't you happy for us, Y/N?"
Y/N was called back from her thoughts, the question echoed through her mind.. Oh dear Godric, she was not happy.. She wanted to be the one under James arms, or to be the one to kiss him in the lips.. She love James, not like platonic, this was so much more.. She wanted to be Lily so bad, ofcourse she's not bloody happy!
"Of course, I am!Congratulations, Prongs!"
But what could she do? Y/N would have lost that battle years ago, she was not James type.. What could she do but just pretend that she was happy and fine with them.. She was dead sure that she'll forget all about James someday.. So until that day comes, she needs to fake a smile and accept her fate.
Loving your bestfriend is the worst thing in the world, James.. I wanted to confess so bad, but the idea of losing you was a heavy baggage to carry.. So, I settled by just being your friend but you don't know how many times I've wanted to confess..
To go up to you and smashed my lips into yours but you were in a relationship with Lily, so I never did anything.. You were happy, and that was enough for me.. And don't get me wrong, I tried to find someone else but you were the best James..
It has been weeks since James and Lily got together, no one knew how she felt.. She was all alone, fighting her feelings from overcoming her. Y/N was sitting in the library, reading a muggle book called 'Wuthering Heights'..
However she hated it, she was bitter and had no time for lovey dovey books.. Y/N needed to move on, she shouldn't be stuck on James..
"Hey, Y/N!"
Y/N was startled by a Hufflepuff student, she smiled and laughed..
"I'm sorry if I startled you, I--I just have a question to ask you.."
Y/N squint her eyes, she doesn't even know this guy.. She rattled her brain for any recollection of this guy..The guy saw her confused face and chuckled.
"I'm Oliver Rigby, the captain of the Hufflepuff quidditch team.."
"Ohhh, yeah.." She just murmured but she had no idea who this guy is.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade this weekend?"
Y/N was taken aback but she needed to move on, she can no longer be hung up on a guy that doesn't even loves her back.
"Sure.."
"Alright!I'll pick you up then!"
Y/N just smiled and walked away, she was reluctant to moved on.. Her heart was still beating for James, but she needs to move on.. For her own sake.
They were nothing compared to you, I tried to moved on.. But I always ended up to you, the same feelings always came rushing in when I see you.. Every guy seems horrible when compared to you.. The short period of time we spent together was wonderful, you gave me purpose when no one else did.
Y/N has just come back from a very horrible date, the guy did nothing but talk and brag about himself.. He was not like James who was funny and talks about entertaining stories.. The guy was not sweet nor kind, he was a bit of an ass.. That's the only thing he had in common with James, she sighs and sat in one of the sofa in the common room..
No one can beat James to Y/N, her standards were bloody high because of James.. She wanted to cry but that was stupid.. Crying over a guy who didn't even hurt her, she hates herself.
"Hey."
Y/N heart skipped a beat, she knows who's voice is that.. That voice gives her butterflies, she loves how that voice says her name..
"James.."
"Thought you had a date?Why are you back so early?" He questioned.
"O-Ohh.."
"Did he stood you up? I reckon he'd do that, he looked like a douche to me."
"Sure.." She answered not looking at him, James sits next to her and put her arms around Y/N.. She felt her body stiffen as his body made contact with her.. Y/N silently prayed that James wouldn't notice her increasing heartbeat, the stiffening of her body and the way her cheeks blush..
"Are you alright?" James seems to notice his bestfriend all red and she looked like very uncomfortable..
"What if I said no, what would you do?"
"Make you feel better, ofcourse!" His laughs echoed through the whole Gryffindor tower.. Y/N let out a dry laugh, she didn't mean that.. But her heart was breaking into thousands of pieces, she want this feeling out of her system.
"Are you really alright?"
"Yeah, maybe.."
"Want to talk---"
"Jameees!" Lily's voice called the attention of the messy-haired boy..
"I'll be right back, Lily needs me.."
"B-But what about me?" Y/N tried her very best to not choke up and crack.
"Later, Y/N.." James messed her hair, she didn't meant to be demanding however this was the sign she was looking for.. The sign that James doesn't feel anything special for her, she was just James very annoying friend..Y/N realized that with one call, Lily has James wrapped around her perfect fingers, with only one call from Lily, James was gone.. He just left her hurting friend for Lily, Y/N suddenly felt her heart was no longer there..
It was bruised and beated so many times, and now.. Y/N chest is nothing but a vacant lot, an empty hollow space.. The tiny little hope that maybe James likes her back can no longer be found.
That hope was now gone.
Y/N had reached her limit, it was truly over.. The love and jealousy she feels was a heavy baggage to carry. Y/N needed to avoid James, just until she was fully okay..
Y/N knew deep inside her that her love for James will never fully go away..
Avoiding you was the only reasonable thing to do, to be frank.. It was the only thing to do.. If I kept up that silly facade, I would ended up being mental.. You see James, jealousy is a monster that takes over your whole mind and body. It's a hideous monster you can't escape.. I do have a few questions, did you notice the not-so-subtle cold shoulder I gave you? Because back then it seems like you didn't, did you though? Did you cry every night like I did? Or did your heart break like mine did?
Y/N finally got out of her bed, she was in the great hall, hundreds of feet away from James.. But from the looks of it, he didn't really seem to mind.. He was too busy whispering sweet nothings to Lily's ear.
"If your glares could kill, Evans and Potter would be dead now.." Her friend intoned, she snapped her head away from the sight of James.
"I don't what your talking about.." Y/N denied..
"Of course, you don't.." Her friend tease.
"If my looks can kill, you will be the first one dead.." Y/N gave her friend a glare which her friends just brushed off.
"Blimey!No need to get mad, I was just stating facts.."
"Just sod off." Y/N just played with the food in her plate.
"If you told James about your feelings, he would've ask you out." Y/N's friend said in a teasing manner..
"No, he would never do that.."
"And how do you know that?" Y/n rolled her eyes at her friends question.
"Because I knew James, he was inlove with Lily since the start of our first year. "
"That's what you think.." Her friend crosses her arms and smirk at her.
"What?" She questioned confused.
"Nothing, idiot.. You won't understand.."
"O-kay?"
"Look Y/N, just move on.." Y/N scoffs at her friends genius idea.
"You make it sound like it's so bloody easy.."
"Is it not?You cry about it for a day then you find someone else.. " Y/N looked at her friend with a surprised gaze, is it that easy? How come it's so hard for her?
"See, easy.."
"Sod off.." She shut her friend down as thoughts occupied her mind..
Y/N was walking down the silent halls of Hogwarts alone, a frown in her face she hasn't been smiling this past few weeks.. Her back suddenly stood straight when the four familiar faces welcomed her when she entered an empty classroom.
"Oh, hello Y/N.." Sirius was the first to greet her with a big smile on his face but she didn't give the smile back.
"Y/N!I was wondering where you were these past few weeks.." Remus gave her a comforting smile.
"Yeah, I had no one to eat my sweets with!" Peter walked up to Y/N and offered her a chocolate which she didn't accept.
"I apologize, I have to go now.."
"But Y/N--" Peter didn't get to finish the sentence, she was gone, James didn't even look up from his seat.. Did he forgot all about Y/N? But Y/N didn't feel anything anymore.. Funny how numbness can have it's perks sometimes..
Maybe you didn't notice me because you were so inlove with pretty little Evans? That came out a little rude, I apologize for that, but I'm not sorry.. You see, I don't hate Lily, but then again kinda wish she were dead.. She was all you saw James, I was with you through your worst.. I gave you everything, but what do I get in return?
Just heartaches and neverending what-ifs.. You never saw me James.. Remember the day we graduated and left Hogwarts? You didn't even say goodbye to me, not even a single glance James.. I was not the only one who gave up on our friendship.. We both did, James..
Riding the Hogwarts train one last time was a bittersweet moment for others.. To Y/N, it was a relief.. She would finally get to leave the place that reminds her of James, every corner and walls was embedded with memories of Y/N and James having fun with each other.. It may sound nice but it only brought misery to her.
"Y/N!We're getting off now.." Y/N's friend broke her silent trance.. Y/N stands up and exits the train, her feet hit the platform floor, Y/N took a deep breath and wander her eyes to the sea of graduate students. Some were celebrating, some were crying and there Y/N saw him..
James had Lily under his arms as they talk with the rest of the Marauders.. Disappointment was written all over Y/N's face, this was the last day they would be able to see each other and James didn't even glance at her.. They were friends for years, she couldn't belive that their friendship was beyond repair..
"Quit staring at him, your looking pathetic." Y/N whispers under her breath, walking away without saying goodbye was not how she planned her last day in Hogwarts. Y/N was moving to America and will work in the Ministry of Magic there.. She does not want to work in the same place that James and Lily was going to work at..
Y/N needs to really move on, and America would be the place for it.. Atleast there, she's far away from any reminders of James or Lily.. Holding her trunk, she walks away from her old life.. No more heartaches, just miserable thoughts and lots of what ifs.
Moving here didn't even help, I'm still inlove with you.. You might be confused about why I'm just sending this letter to you now.. Well Mister Potter, I just got an invitation to your wedding and I'm very very drunk right now.. I didn't think you would really send me an invitation because you know were just strangers.. We spent years ignoring each other and now this bloody envelope shows up at my home..
How did you even knew my address? Were you keeping tabs on me? If that's the case then I'm very flattered and also a little bit creeped out but that's not the point! The point is, I'm not going to your wedding because I'm still fucking inlove with you.. I hope you enjoy the wedding though, also don't bother writing back.. I would never remember this anyway, so James.. Give Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease.
Sincerely,
Y/N L/N
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12. Liars and lovers
Dialogue prompt : If you don't hug me right now, I think I might fall apart.
Request by my favourite @thebusyfangirl @sunflowerishdolphin
TW- ANGST | highly inspired by young royals..
" you're just young in love. It's all just puppy love " beat
" it's not real. Wake up from this horrid dream" beat
" you're not in love, you can't be "
" you have black blood in you " beat
" you're a Malfoy " beat
It felt like flashes imploding in front of his eyes with the shutter of those lights going off with his heart palpating heavily like the beats of a rock music deafening his ears. He was over the solid surface but he felt as though he was in a Quicksand, sucking him under and his throat as if tied with a telephone cord which Only tightened with every beat. He could feel his hands but not his legs, it was weird, it felt strange like his eyes were closing but they were forced open. The feeling of the resting tongue on the top of his mouth felt very strange, as if it was the first time he was feeling it, but he wasn't. He always had felt it but it seemed so vivid. All his thoughts ran into had that wall always been that black? It was as if he was standing in the middle of a raging cyclone but not an inched of him was harmed as the water passed through him. And there he was, standing in his white sweater with emerald eyes, staring in the longingness , waiting for draco to take his hand.
" Mr. Malfoy ?" He heard. Draco's eyebrows shot up as his trance of thoughts broke and he looked at the opened door with a small figure's shadow casting on the surface.
" they're here " Reggie, the house elf said. Draco nodded from where he was sitting on the bed with a remembrall in his hand.
" I'll be there in a second " he whispered. Reggie nodded and left the door opened. Draco breathed heavily as he stood up and watched himself in the mirror, fixing his suit.
With a beating heart, he went where he was supposed to be.
" you know what to say ?" Lucius asked as he squeezed on draco's shoulder.
Draco reluctantly nodded, pulling his coat, shaking his hands to get rid of the anxiety bubbling.
Narcissa smiled fondly at her son, fixing his tie, then leaning down to whisper in his ear "it's all on you draco "
Draco tried to give a fake smile as he entered the living room, an interviewer waiting for him.
" the name had already a been corrupted enough for us that you had to be seen with the potter kid. Have our name not been tainted enough that you had to pull up another stunt to drown our name draco ? You're the hier of Malfoy, you can't be like this. We can fix this, fix you together but all you need to do is refuse any accusations that stand our way. You are a Malfoy draco, a Malfoy and we don't play with love. You are to marry a girl and live a life like everyone of ours and it ends there. You are to say, to deny everything printed out in Media. It's the Only way, the only way "
" are you ready ?" She asked. Draco heaved before he nodded, sitting down in front of her.
" we'll start of with the business you are bound to take upon soon ? So is it true that you had came up with the Malfoy business, right after you've been drowned in debt and you actually want to run something like that ?" She asked
" but I don't want to be the chairman or the bloody ceo or anyone of that company "
" yes, I will be taking over. And I very much look forward to it " he smiled stiffly.
" and is it also true that you will be in denial to any muggles and strictly follow a wizards and witches employees ?"
" people are never going to like it. Think-"
" that's enough Draco "
" yes. We believe that wizards and witches are the only one's capable of being our employees " draco answered with a stiff nod.
" and you're going to manage running the business alongside school ?" She asked
" but my education-"
" think about the family for one bloody second instead of just your own self " Lucius sneered
" I think it's very much that I run it alongside my education. And I very much think I'll do my best "
" now as of talking about the news that recently spurred through, you were seen with mr. Harry potter, at the recent fundraiser after party held by Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry ?" She asked, penning down with much interest
" big deal I was seen with him-"
" you can't be and that's the end of it. You are going to say that you were having a civil conversation, that's it "
" we have put our differences aside and I see no reason as why I cannot be seen with him " draco sternly replied, earning a low threatening glare from his father behind them " We were in a civil conversation if anyone interested " draco added
" so it's not true that you two were supposedly dating ?" She asked
" it's a lie "
Beat.
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Have that wall always been this green ? Draco wondered as he stared at the opposite wall longingly, unnoticed tears escaping his eyes. He didn't even cared anymore to wipe them away as the memories rang loudly in his head from the very afternoon, the conversation he had with harry himself, how he had let him down and his loving eyes and the pain it caused him. The look of pain etched so defined over his face.
" I waited like an hour for you " draco whispered as he watched harry come closer
" oh did you now ? Why was that mr. Malfoy? Shall I apologize my majesty?" Harry sarcastically replied as he crossed his arms in front of him after reaching close enough to have a conversation.
" harry-"
" it's potter to you " harry raised his eyebrows sternly
" harry, i can explain " draco sighed
Harry looked at the tree behind draco, almost rolling his eyes " and what would it change Malfoy ?"
" harry, please-"
" please what? Or do you want me to please you with another comforting things so you can bluntly say it to the media that we aren't fucking together " harry Snapped
" I had no choice " draco raised his voice
" you never have one draco " harry too raised his voice. Just for a moment, just one, draco wanted to scream at harry, to tell him thing's aren't served on a silver platter for him as everything think's it to be.
" I- it was the only way whether you accept it or not" draco sighed. He shook his head as he Turned around to watch over the lake they'd been standing near to away from everyone, their meeting spot. Maybe looking away would make it all easier, just maybe.
" also I think we should break up" draco suddenly whispered behind him.
Harry frowned as he turned to see Draco "you want to break up?"
" is that your decision?" He added
" yes, i don't think we should do this anymore then" Draco's voice quivered as he spoke through " we knew it wasn't going to last anyways. And I m- I need the family name to go on and not being with you is the only way. It'll just be like a little school fling "
"fine " harry whispered after a long pause, sniffing, wiping off his escaping tears.
" it's better anyway. I'd rather be with someone who doesn't throw me away " harry whispered.
Draco sighed turning to face harry and cupping his face in his hands " you know it's not like that "
" seems otherwise " harry distantly replied as he stared far ahead over the lake.
" hey" draco tried to make harry look at him but only met with stern denial " look at me, please " Draco chewed his lip controlling his emotions.
Harry finally looked at draco, his jaw clenched " and what ?"
" I'm sorry " draco whispered as he wiped Harry's tears and kissed his forehead. Harry hummed, avoiding draco's face again. Frowning draco wrapped his arms around harry, not meeting with the same..
" hug me" draco insisted
But harry didn't.
Draco let his tear finally escape his eyes over Harry's shoulder " you have to understand harry, please "
" I do understand, very clearly " harry replied stiffly
Draco had nothing more left to say. His tears spilled with his arms still wrapped around Harry's in unrequited action, feeling his heart palpating rapidly with a void.
" I'm sorry " draco whispered again, wrapping his arms tighter but met with only the emptiness of lost love. The pain soothed across his body with the denied physical touch harry had once enjoyed so much. He hated this harry, the one who didn't hug back, the one who was so distant. He needed his harry back, if only for a moment before they break apart but aware of the pain he caused harry, he knew he wasn't going to but he tried.
" harry, please " his voice quivered in Harry's neck
" if you don't hug me right now I think i might fall apart"
" you don't deserve it " and with that harry broke free and without a glance walked away leaving draco with the the agony of losing him. He wanted to hug harry, he really wanted him to, he needed to but harry didn't and somewhere draco knew he was left to deal with it himself from now on. Harry was gone and it was draco's fault.
" Draco I asked if you're coming for dinner ?" Someone asked as they opened the door slightly
Draco looked up from the wall to the door, pansy holding the door half open " you go. I'm not hungry " draco sniffed
Pansy looked at Draco with pity " take care " and she left, too.
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They were officially broken up. It was clear. Harry didn't spared a single glance at Draco, not even accidentally, he didn't share the table at potions with him either and much so, he didn't even cross paths with draco anymore but would rather be 4 minutes late to the class.
Harry was distant and not just with draco but with everyone else and it ached draco. Layin on the bed with lonely feelings, he missed their nights together, the nights of Laying under the star watching each other instead of the sky because they thought other was more beautiful. He missed the way Harry's wrapped around his waist from behind and the way he kissed his neck and whispered words so smoothly of a normal conversation as if it didn't affect him at all but most of them all, he missed kissing harry. He missed feeling the way Harry's lips Whispered in the howling wind his love for Draco. He missed it.
Draco threw his head back, sighing to himself, wiping away the tears of unhappiness that visited him like a nightmare every night after having lost Harry's because of his own faults.
But grief turned to sorrow, sorrow to pain, pain to numbness and numbness to anger, he threw away his journal at the opposite wall.
" fuck " he yelled as he harshly tugged at his hair " fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck " he groaned, crying heavily.
The entire month he had been waiting for the void to be filled with something, something other than harry but harry like a pest had reached the core of his heart and infected every inch that he missed him in every song, in every story, In every poem, in every walk, in every talk, in every conversation, in every tear, in every smile, in every melody, in every tune, in every aspect, he was infected with Harry's love and he missed him with the core of his infected heart that Could've only been cured by harry, who had left. Left for Christmas break, left draco, left everything about him.
He ran his hand down his face, pinching his nose trying to get rid of the feeling but nothing worked and he had to show up at another interview in another hour to talk about inauguration. He was screwed and he blamed himself.
" you are responsible for your own actions " narcissa had said one night " always remember that. Before anyone else's you're your own. Remember that "
" save the heart, you moron " harry had laughed one day while they were discussing a silly riddle..
" Save your heart, moron " draco's reflection mocked as he stared at himself in the mirror.
Wiping away his tears, he immediately got ready and checked out of the school.
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" and you'll be running the business, right ? Like your father expects ?" She asked, over the mic..
" yes, I will be" he replied, uncrossing his legs..
" Mr.Malfoy, if you don't mind of course, after having denied last month of any sparks of your relationship with mr. Harry potter, are you In general seeing anyone then? Someone who'd take forward the malfoy name ?"
That ought to do it, possibly. Draco stared at the fraction of people waiting for his reply.
" save your heart "
" you're your own "
" mr. Malfoy ?" She asked again.
Draco broke out of his trail, suddenly becoming aware of the mic in his hand.
What the fuck was he doing ?
Suddenly everything seemed so real and all he could think of was the emerald eyes, standing in the middle of the cyclone waiting for him to take his hand..
" I'm sorry" Draco suddenly said as he stood up, dropping the mic and walking off the Little stage
" Mr. Malfoy ? Can you please answer the question?" She asked again..
Draco looked at her before for one last time he picked up the mic and said " I lied "
" what do you mean you lied ?" 2 people asked
Draco stared at everyone, his mind doing circle one more time before he found the little courage and replied
" I'm gay"
" and I love harry potter "
Will have part 2
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campaign 2 episode 3: the full wizard experience
"show us your mouuuuuth hoooooles"
laura and sam's dice fucking each other over is on brand, honestly
this is starting well
the way these are lit always makes me think they're in front of a green screen even though I know they're not
that whole attack description was in vax voice
"MAKE UP FOR OUR SHORTCOMINGS TALIESIN"
dervish entity
"doesn't make me trust you any more. kinda less, actually."
discord: blood mollydict
he's so shocked
jester is me
hearing them still trying to settle into the voices is great
except travis sounds like a prospector right now
CLICKERS
"I'LL FIGHT YOU IN THE ANUS" travis what
MOLLY DOWN MOLLY DOWN
REZ CANTRIP
"she has a pastry kit"
"I'm THE cleric?!"
"there's no vanilla extract or sprinkles"
throw it in the lake
I'm so glad travis is smart now
hellfart
laura is so fucking cute
no. travis no.
I love taliesin's shirt
"you hop on your mustang" "shelby" traVIS NO
"this is definitely not going to backfire let's go"
"I arrange the bodies like they were having a romantic tryst" me playing skyrim
"she's all about shady shit"
I am very attached to the way caleb says beau's name.
okay I'm a big nerd BUT with the size of that thing and how far it jumps wouldn't it have like. ditches for footprints? just huge impressions where it shoved its weight off?
if you've been awake for less than two hours it's still morning
is this like grog hiding money in the bag of holding
"I shove the book down near my dick where she won't want to go after it" "I'm not afraid of dicks."
"she's not your sister anymore"
can. can jester not read?
"CALEEEEB we're BORED, tell us a STORY"
travis' FACE
"so it's all in the delivery of the seamen, is what you're saying"
"I mosey away"
I have a vague idea that jester can't read. or at least not well.
also laura's hair is really cute
make a roll to metagame
rocks fall from the sky, land only on caleb somehow
"she's eaten him twice"
real friends crowdfund your wizardry
they killed matt game's over
"you look like a princess" GUYS YOU CAN'T DATE IN EVERY GAME
"there's that bullshit again"
"can he tell who did it?" "no" "that's wonderful"
"you can't make me vax again, it won't work"
"playdoh! we've got playdoh!"
caleb, the Smelly Alchemist
I want that in my hair so baaaaad but I can't braaaaid
(I have basically beau's exact hairstyle)
"that's SO offensive"
"fucking anime actors" okay GAARA
"then why were you with the carnival?!" "because I'm WEIRD"
"AS AM I" five people at once: uhhhhhhhhh
"it's a nordic seven"
fuck that guard in particular
me going grocery shopping for my parents
NOAH matt no
"no aerator?" my favorite running joke
marisha's angry noises at her roll
what did sam SAY
tbf nighttime is the only time I would go to the beach
travis' choked little "kentucky"
mirelurks
NERDS
beau startled the witch!
at 12:45 matt really
"that's why we're holding hands?" like you need a reason
DON'T YOU GASLIGHT THAT BABY
light!
CHILDREN AND OLD PEOPLE
"if I move I am dicked"
el toad from hell-o
travis is so happy about having a spell dc
twice in one episode!
"you're a bard? what the fuck?"
I know I've said this before but if the roll matches the AC then it shouldn't count as a hit. it matched the armor class. the armor is performing as intended.
cool clerics don't look at explosions
"I cover caleb's body with mine" I'm not crying you're crying
marisha and travis are becoming my favorite table buddies
he fires it out of the pommel that's so fucking cool
blubberous
IMPS FALL EVERYONE DIES
"GIT"
matt stop fondling talisen's snitch
beau knocks the girl back out
"there's a convention around the imp right now"
caleb, waking up to nott's rescue breaths: put me back
I have three different molly-based emotions right now
1. "thank you, you did the right thing"
2. protecting toya
3. like he's holding a baby
jester don't give nott a panic attack
I can't wait for them to drag the fucking dead fiend back to that poor guy's boat
CUTES
marisha's face at being denied a level up
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