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gods-graveyard · 6 months

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Slytherin skittles soft headcanons

Regulus has a "Doll" mode where he basically dissosiates and acts like the "Perfect Pureblood heir" his family desired. His friends all have different ways of dealing when hes like this

Pandora strokes his hair and sings lullubies, sometimes in french

Dorcas does all his homework on his behalf after wrapping him in blankets so he can cool down

Marlene paints his nails and rambles about all the gossip and rumors floating around the school

Evan will move him to the glass windows by the lake and watch the water silently by his side

Barty will make an utter fool of himself or start making outragous claims like "Im pretty sure the sun is an illusion and were just being gaslit into believing in it" because he knows it makes Reggie laugh

When Pandora and Evan were little and one of them had nightmares, they would sneak into eachother's rooms. Now at Hogwarts the first time Pandora had a nightmare she broke into the Slytherin common room. Now every time Evan misses his sister he knows he can just want her to come and there she is, they claim "twin telepathy". Also No one knows how she keeps getting in, she doesn't know the password- but who tf is going to stop her from seeing her brother??

Every time Barty gets an angry owl from his dad, he gets so overwhelmed by anger to the point being called by their name makes him want to scream. So all his friends start calling him "idiot" "pretty boy" "raccoon" "dumbass" respectivly until he calms down.

Dorcas is an overachiver and will run herself into the ground trying to be the "best" and meet her own perfectionist standards. They sometimes steal her homework to do it on her behalf, shes so sleep deprived the only way she notices it wasnt her is no one but Evan has a perfect immitation of her handwriting. She appreciates it nonetheless

Marlene impulse dyes or cuts her hair, peirce's her ears, gives herself a stick and poke. Anything that proves she is in control of herself and that her decisions have an impact. But of course one too many patchy jobs, choppy bangs, and infected peircings or tattoos and things had to change. Now she can go to her friends, demand a septum and Evan is pulling out some rubber gloves, Regulus some expensive jewlery, and Dorcas and Pandora grab face masks and other self care stuff to do afterwards. Barty always insists on doing it as well, that way if she does get dresscoded she isn't alone.

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yrluvjane · 2 years

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Perfect.

Regulus x fem!reader

Regulus Black was nothing short of perfect. At least that was what Y/n saw. She saw perfection in the smallest things.

Y/n was the type of person that liked to see wonder in the world, she was also way too observent. If you asked her what she saw in a glass of water, she'd say a clean glass of water.

What she saw in Bowtruckles? Their tiny hands, their playful and mischievous personality, their sensitive feelings hidden behind confidence, their vibrant green colours and so on.

Y/n saw things in a light not many see in. She believed everything was beautiful in its own way. And this belief made her see perfection in Regulus Arcturus Black.

The way his messy curls fell when he spoke, disobeying his perfect pureblood posture.

The way his eyes sparkled when he spoke of the stars.

How he narrowed his grey eyes and slightly sucked his cheeks when he concentrated.

How he always drummed his finger against his cup in the morning as he listened to Lucius ramble.

How he only hummed in response when he didn't concentrate but still tried to be polite.

How whenever he's angry or irritated, he'd swear in french under his breath because he didn't like loud voices.

How he was beyond patient and always trying to calm himself down if he was being pushed to the limits.

How he'd run his hands through his hair to try and tame it but it always betrayed him and fell.

Or run his hands down his face making you finally realise the dark bags under his eyes.

But there were somethings she knew that broke her every time.

She knew he liked to compare himself to his brother, Sirius.

She knew he was always tested by his Slytherin roomates to where his loyalties lied.

She knew that sometimes it was too much for him. Sometimes, when the stress and pressure was to much, it would break his walls.

And it broke her.

After an hour or so of pleading and begging for him to let her in, to let her hold him, comfort him.

Telling him that they could share the pain, that this relationship wasn't one but two. She knew that he feared that she'd leave him if she saw him like this but it was the complete opposite.

She had once punched Lucius just to make a point. Of course it had cost her detentions but she didn't care. Anything was worth seeing his almost visible smile.

When he'd finally let her in, she would hold him in her arms. She'd rest his head on he lap as he tried to hide his face and silence his cries.

She run her hands through his curls and tell him its okay. "It's okay to cry, it doesn't make you weak. It just means you've been strong for too long."

She'd kiss his hand, his head, his shoulder. She'd run her hands down his back soothingly. She'd push his hair back and kiss his forehead, his temples, his cheek.

She'd tell him how perfect he is. How wonderful, and happy he made her feel. How she had many friends that made her feel loved but with him she felt special. How he was special.

She'd read to him.

He'd be too tired to object to a muggle book but she knew the next day, he'd go back to his normal denying self.

And at some time would come over to her and point out how ridiculous the muggle book was and everything that didn't make sense.

The book held up by magic, while one hand intertwined with his and the other combing through his hair, she'd read to him till he cried himself dry.

She'd feel he's eyes fall and struggle to stay awake. She whisper good night to him and sweet dreams with a small smile when his eyes finally shut.

She'd place the book down and wrap her arms around him reminding his safe, she wait an hour or so to check he didn't have nightmares.

If he did, she'd lie there with him and draw small circles in his palm telling him some of her most embarrassing moments or muggle jokes that Regulus believed were pathetic but still smile because of how pathetic they were.

But in either situations she'd wake up early and personally make them breakfast, knowing he'd wish to go to class right away and avoid his 'friends'.

He'd thank her, kiss her and ramble of how she shouldn't have done that but she'd only look at him with a genuine smile and tell him it was nothing.

He'd motion for her to sit next to him and most of the time, they'd eat in silence but every time after they ate and got ready he'd thank her, kiss her, tell her he didn't deserve her and that she was beyond perfect and whisper the three words that made Y/n fall for him deeper every moment of the day.

"I love you."

#regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus black blurb #regulus black fluff #regulus black x female reader #regulus x reader #regulus headcanon #regulus arcturus black #harry potter x reader #regulus x you #regulus black x you #fluff #blurb #marauders era #regulus black angst

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sofoulandfairaday · 1 year

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Silly headcanons about Rodolphus!!!

Uhuhuhuhuhuhu- this ask sparks joy. These ones I all wholeheartedly believe (apart from one, maybe), and they always make me laugh, so enjoy.

If undisturbed, the man can sleep 'till noon. Bella is someone who needs very little sleep in general and generally is one of those people who feels that sleep is a waste of time that could be better spent doing other things. Not Rod. My man needs his beauty rest. Anything below 8 hours a night, he gets cranky.

I have a very big headcanon that the English Lestrange branch is the secondary one. The main one stayed back in France, and they are wine producers. The ancestral family home is in Burgundy (and some cousins live in the Champagne region) and they make some of the best wines in the wizarding world, thousands of dollars a bottle. For this reason, Rodolphus is a wine nerd. He knows everything there is to know - bottles, vintages, food pairings, etc. He gets incredibly excited whenever he can talk about this passion of his and it's the only time he transforms from a rather quiet and stoic man to a rambling fanboy. Bella rolls her eyes at him but secretly finds it endearing.

Lestrange Hall is in Cornwall. It's a huge castle, much bigger than Malfoy Manor, it goes back to medieval times and belonged to many other Houses before the Lestranges. Unfortunately, it always rains, it's always cold, and some part of it is always in need of reparations. Rabastan is constantly criticizing the place (but won't ever leave, because he won't leave Rodolphus). Rod and Bella really like the Wuthering Heights vibe. There are obviously ghosts, some friendly some not. None of them will respect Rodolphus (after all, they saw him as a small kid running around those halls). All of them are scared shitless of Bellatrix and it drives Rod insane.

He was born in England, has always lived in England. No matter. If you ask him, he'll unironically say he's French. He will also criticize the English way of life. Bellatrix was used to eating dinner at 6 pm back at her parents' house. Not anymore. The house elves are under strict orders: they can't even begin to cook supper at 6. The Lestranges eat at 8 pm, no exceptions. Rodolphus has no pity whatsoever for his starving wife. Once, while visiting the Lestranges, it was about 7 something when the Dark Lord asked sarcastically if the Master of the house was going to feed them anything and Rod just looked at him and went "No".

Surprisingly ticklish.

Dog person.

Prideful. The kind of person that will do stupid shit because someone bet them they couldn't. Bellatrix once used this to her advantage to dare him to wear a pair of her knickers (black, lacy) to a DE meeting. Rodolphus regretted it the second he stepped into the room and the most embarrassing moment of his life was when he met the Dark Lord's gaze. Yaxley was drawling on about this or that, Rodolphus was too self-conscious for his Occlumency shields to work... and of course what was at the forefront of his mind? The Dark Lord choked on his wine. Bellatrix maintains it was the best moment of her life.

Vaguely OCD. Bellatrix, on the other hand, is... well, she's not horribly messy, but she's not tidy either and he hates it.

Kinda NSFW: They have been caught having sex at pureblood events more than once.

NSFW: Bella is the one that brought the BDSM element to their sex life (she gets it from Voldemort, sorry not sorry). Rod, who is generally more vanilla, was hesitant at first. Then he got super into it but that's another post. "I want you to bend me over your father's desk and spank me" "Are you sure?" "Yes, please, Rod" "...But are you sure?" "Ffs Rodolphus, just do it!"

She calls him Daddy.

#bellatrix lestrange #rodolphus lestrange #headcanons #rodolphus is daddy #answered #asks

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monicatstf · 7 months

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The Fates of the Humanised Retrosquad.

NO THEY DID NOT JUST LEAVE TO ME

Also, my Halloween post

1 - Toby Twister (Twistatron)

2 - Steven Jammer (Spinjam, who I went on a little ramble about how I hate the ride so much)

3 - Freddy Flyworth (Funk n Fly)

Thanks to @french-pureblood-draws and William from @darkphantomthebest for helping me design them!

#monica the thirteen fan #alton towers #alton towers oc #the retrosquad alton towers

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inactive-herbalist · 2 years

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𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 𝓙𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓓𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭

Hufflepuff • Pureblood • British/French • INFJ • Scorpio • Art Enthusiast • Egalitarian • Alchemist

A/N: Hey, I’m new to the OC game on Tumblr. I’ve been thinking about Violette for a while now, so I’m super excited to introduce her to you guys! She’s my first and holds a special place in my heart. If your OC’s interested in being friends, dorm mates or even a love interest send me a DM or comment under the post!

Name: Violette Jolie Durand

Meaning: Violette – Violet (the flower); Jolie – "Pretty" in French; Durand – comes from the Old French durant, meaning "enduring," derived from the Latin duruo, meaning "to harden or make strong"

Nicknames: Vio (by everyone), Lette (by her grandma), Bijou ("jewel" by her father)

Birthdate: November 20th, 18XX

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio Sun, Cancer Moon, Virgo Rising

Personality Type (MBTI): INFJ – The Advocat

Sexuality: heterosexual

Gender Identity: Witch (she/her)

Blood-Status: Pureblood

Nationality: French/British

Residence: London, England

Hometown: Montpellier, France

Languages: French; English; German; Spanish

Physical Appearance

Face Claim: Mckenna Grace? / Kyla Matthews? / Nora O’Neil / Mélanie Laurent

Hair: very light blond (white)

Eyes: light grey

Height: 171cm

Weight: 58kg

Body Type: tall, delicate

Skin Tone: light, warm

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.):

mole in the centre of her right palm

mole on her left shoulder blade

small longish scar on her right ring-finger from a paper cut

Voice Claim: Barbara Pravi

Accent: when emotional or rambling, a slight french accent comes through otherwise RP British

What do they carry on them?: Her wand, a photograph of her and her family, oil pastels and a sketchbook, school stuff, enchanted protective gloves that she got from her deceased grandfather, notebook

Family

Mother: Amelia Ellenore Durand née Antubidasbin, second child of Irma Lucinda and Albin Liborius Antubidasbin. Ravenclaw, is great at Defence Against the Dark Arts, Herbology and Charms. Freelance artist, having her own galleries in Paris and London. Mathis and Amelia are childhood friends and got married right after their graduation. Soon Amelia gave birth to their first daughter, Violette. Used to work as an Auror. Activist and feminist. Used to take Violette too art circles and underground feminist gatherings. (FC:?, Taurus)

Father: Mathis Albert Durand, firstborn son of Albert Claude and Coraline Jolie Durand. Skilled duellist and Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministère des Affaires Magiques de la France. Comes from a rather rich and ancient family who know the Flamels. Great at Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Can speak with dragons. Taught his children how to defend themselves from a young age, scared that his position could put his family in danger. He’s a loving father and has a great relationship with all of his children. Sometimes feels overwhelmed with all the stress from work. Unwinds by spending time with his family, being silly or out in nature. Supports his wife, her art and activism, loves his family more than life. (FC: Ewan McGregor, Cancer)

Younger Sister: Celeste Avril is 2 years younger than Violette and a bit of a know it all. She likes to learn and has a knack for Astronomy, Asthmatics and Divination. Dreamer. Violette and Celeste bicker a lot but ultimately love each other very much. (Ravenclaw, Virgo, FC: Nastya Kusakina)

Younger Brother: Théodore Albin is 5 years younger than Violette. He’s a very curious young boy but tends to be a bit shy. He has a very close relationship to Violette and looks up to her. When in trouble she’s the first person he goes to. Loves magical creatures and they love him. Inherited the ability to speak with dragons. Emotional. (Hufflepuff, Pisces, FC: Freddie Highmore)

Backstory

The Durands were an ancient pureblood family from France that, held a significant impact among their peers. Begirded by myth, the Durands were said to possess the ability to understand and speak to dragons while said creatures would roam and guard their lands and fort.

Violette grew up in a rather loving and protected environment, away from the fort, in a smaller Chateau near it. Her father, the rightful heir to their myth-enshrouded estate, had rather left it in the hands of his brother, desiring a more conventional life for himself and his family. Although grown up away from the myths and legends, Violette was taught her family's lore and trained in all necessities before attending the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic where she would hone in on her natural affinity for alchemy/spagyric. She’d spend her summers bouncing back and forth between England and France.

In Violette's third year at Beauxbatons, her grandfather on her mother's side died under mysterious circumstances that have not been clarified to this day. Thereupon her parents decided to relocate to England to be closer to her now widowed grandmother, entailing a change of school for her and her sister.

the Durand Lineage/History

Magic

House: Hufflepuff

Best Class: Potions, Transfiguration, Herbology, DADA, later Alchemy

Worst Class: probably Flying, if any

Quidditch: –

Clubs: Duelling Club

Wand: Maple Wood, Phoenix Core, 13 1/2” Length, Slightly Yielding Flexibility

➔ I have often found that those chosen by maple wands are by nature travellers and explorers; they are not stay-at-home wands and prefer ambition in their witch or wizard, otherwise their magic grows heavy and lacklustre. Fresh challenges and regular changes of scene cause this wand to literally shine, burnishing itself as it grows, with its partner, in ability and status. This is a beautiful and desirable wood, and wand quality maple has been among the most costly for centuries. Possession of a maple wand has long been a mark of status, because of its reputation as the wand of high achievers.

Animagus: –

Boggart: her drowning

Riddikulus: turns into a mermaid cheerfully swimming through the room

Patronus: booted eagle

Patronus Memory: first underground feminist gathering her mom took her to

Mirror of Erised: her working with Nicolas Flamel, having her own family/being a mother

Amortentia (what she smells like): lavender, freshly printed books, vanilla, citrus, almond

Amortentia (what she smells): raspberries, worn leather, iodine, and ink

Magical Abilities: can speak with dragons and dragon-like creatures

Career

9–14: Student at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic

14–18: Student at Hogwarts

18–22: Alchemist apprentice of Nicolas Flamel; Freelance artist

22–??: Freelance/travelling Alchemist and Potion-maker

Joining Deaglán on his adventures, Violette focused on her work as a freelance alchemist and potion-maker. Her workspace neatly hidden away in her suitcase, ready to take it with her wherever they'd go. She'd pair up and learn from fellow colleagues all around the world, sometimes exhibiting her art in small galleries in the cities they’d stay in. Slowly but surely making a name for herself in both fields.

Personality & Attitude

Personality: kind, gentle and calm but steadfast in her beliefs, eager to work hard and learn more, feels a lot, great with people but likes to be alone or to be surrounded by close friends, doesn’t like seeing others being mistreated, even though not too talkative (only with people close to her) doesn’t shy away from discussions or voicing her thoughts and opinions, values integrity and kindness above all, has a deep desire to learn and grow

Strengths: creative, empathetic, tenacious, assertive (if need be), convincing, great duellist, affectionate

Weaknesses: very cautious and guarded around new people (she’s still nice tho), can be sensitive, perfectionist

Stressors: rarely showing signs of stress only when under a lot of pressure or in/on deep bodies of water (where she can’t stand)

Comfort: family and friends, alone with a good book and warm cup of tea, being out in nature, painting, summer rain, the ocean

Priorities: fairness, doing the "right" thing, her family and friends

Favourites

Colours: soft blue, off-white, lavender

Food: freshly backed french pastries

Drink: black tea with milk

Flowers: Lavender, Dahlia, Lilac

Books: North and South – Elizabeth Gaskell; Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen

Weather: warm and sunny, summer rain

Hobbies: art/painting, alchemy, reading, gardening, singing, playing the piano

Style: Violette grew up in a rather wealthy family, so she‘s always expected to look presentable but she doesn’t mind getting dirty. Usually prefers light and flowy clothes over overly constructed garments. Loves lace. Likes to wear pants from time to time.

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: Deaglán Herrity @magicallymalted Violette met Deaglán in their shared Herbology class shortly after she transferred from Beauxbatons in her fourth year. They developed a casual friendship from interacting in class which turned into budding feelings after she helped him through a sudden bout of panic when confronting venomous tentaculas again in review for their NEWTs. They grew closer ever since and once they graduated from Hogwarts and went along their respective career paths, they wrote letters to each other and eventually reunited in Paris.

Best friend(s): tbd

Childhood best friend: Victor Abel Lyon

Friends:

Julian Flamel @potionboy3 Violette and Julian met in class and would occasionally sit together and chat. They quickly bonded over their shared experience of moving to England from France and their mutual interest in Alchemy, soon becoming casual friends. When Violette went to Paris during their last summer holidays to prepare for her upcoming apprenticeship, she came to know that the Flamels claimed not to have any relatives named Julian. A little hurt about her unexpected finding, she questioned him upon returning to Hogwarts, asking him why he had lied. This caused a bigger argument between the two and a period of showing each other the cold shoulder. After a while and after coming to his senses, Julian finally reached out to Violette, inquiring about what she had heard … slowly starting to question his mother's story himself. After their reconciliation and their trust in each other growing, the two became close friends.

Josie Edwards; Lottie Gallagher; Lysander Mercury @slytherindisaster

Delilah Sweets @usernoneexistent Delilah and Violette were alchemy buddies and would spend hours in the lab together. After Hogwarts, they would take the alchemy world by storm, support each other as co-workers and pave the way for more girls in this field.

Abraham Aurelius Henry Alden

Oscar Alatar Erdstern

Open for friendship requests :)

Children: tbd

Random HC:

loves her family to death, although Celeste can be a bit annoying and they bicker quite a lot, all of them support each other

admires her parent's relationship, it makes her insanely happy to see them so in love even after all these years (low-key wants a marriage like theirs)

if her life was a musical she'd be strutting through a field singing Belle (Reprise)

Violette's father uses a port key to travel back and forth between his office in Paris and his home in London

skilled at wandless magic; fierce duellist (has been trained by her day since a young age)

when she was little, befriended a Portuguese Long-Snout named 'Diaval' but called it 'Didi', she would play with it in the fields around the fort; has a broad knowledge about dragons

when she’s not with her friends, she spends a lot of her time in the greenhouse tending to magical plants, studying or just hanging out (she likes the quiet)

she’s used to big gatherings and balls but, if she can, sneaks away to quieter places every now and then; not really into this whole upper-class thing aside from the dancing and sometimes interesting conversations xD

supporter of social movements (of magical and non-magical nature)

loves lavender because it used to grow on the meadows around her house back in France

childhood trauma: when she was 3 years old she fell into a lake and almost drowned, her father was able to rescue her but she’s been scared of deep bodies of water ever since

likes to sing and has a beautiful voice but doesn't really do it in front of other people or big audiences, only her close ones get to hear it

dreams of going to Paris to work with and learn from Nicolas Flamel; her father's side of the family is friends with the Flamels

misses French pastries terribly, her Grandma sends some over from time to time

#hphl #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #mcs #ocs #aestehtic #moodboard #my ocs #hufflepuff #violette durand #hphl profile #wizarding world

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regulusmagnusblack · 1 year

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Character Sheet

Name: Regulus Magnus Hitchens Black

Nickname: Reggie/Rex, Rabbit (Only Sebastian)

Sex/Gender: Male/Cisgender Pronouns: He/They (he doesn't really care, he prefers male or gender neutral pronouns, but he won't get mad if you use different pronouns to speak to/about him)

Birthday: August, 21st, 1875 (15~16 years old)

Birth place: Biarritz, France

Residency: London, England (currently)

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Social Class/Blood Status: High/Pureblood (he's actually a half-blood, but that's a secret Shhh)

Civil Status: Single (engaged/arranged marriage)

Physical Characteristics

Eyes: Emerald green eyes, he has bags under his eyes due to many sleepless nights.

Facial expression: His resting face usually looks sad, but he has a pretty smile

Body type: Thin and tall with lean muscle mass.

Body complexion: pale skin, easy to bruise, with freckles.

Height: 179 cm.

Weight: 77 kg

Physical peculiarities: has a small “crown” around his pupil in the right eye, but it's usually unnoticeable unless you stand eye to eye with him. He has freckles, he hates them but his mother loves them, she says it reminds her of his father. He also has a beauty mark on his left side below his lower lip and many small moles in neck and back.

Way of walking: he usually carries an air of nobility around him. Almost like a young lord. That's how he was educated.

Way of speaking: He usually speaks politely, but sometimes he start babbling when he talks about topics he's particularly interested in. He also rambles in French or Spanish when he's angry or frustrated. Not to be snobby but because he thinks French and Spanish curses are way more delicious to pronounce and they're just beautiful.

Psychological Traits

Primary Motivation: Love, Family, Empathy, Ambition and Revenge, Fear of losing loved ones.

Emotional Disposition: Calm and Collected on the outside. Probably panicking all the time in the inside. Self-doubtful and anxious. Prone to sadness.

Mental disorders: ADHD, Anxiety, Depressive episodes.

Special Interests: Greek Mythology, Muggle literature and cuisine, clothes and fashion, Ancient runes and writing, Spells: charms, jinxes, curses and magic in general, cats, dogs, snakes, frogs and magical creatures.

Sexuality and Gender: He sees himself as a homosexual cisgender man

Love interest: He's very much interested in his roommate Sebastian Sallow, he's helped quite a bit to get over his ex Alexander. He's also shown interest in his other roommate Ominis Gaunt, but he knows Ominis heart is elsewhere, so he stop this pursuit. He's technically engaged to a French girl from his previous school, but not him nor her have plans to concrete this arranged marriage.

Physical contact and pain tolerance: He usually hates when people touch him without permission, it feels weird and rubs him the wrong way. But he loves cuddles, he will ask for cuddles with the people he feels comfortable with, he's been a bit touch deprived since his mother illness got worse, but his friends never questioned him and just let him hug them and give them some love, they know cuddles is his love language. To the point that some other students sometimes question the nature of their relationship.

He has quite a

Relationships:

Iola Hitchens(neé Black): He adores his mother. She's the only reason he's has put up with the bullshit the Blacks have pushed on him until now.

Phineas Nigellus Black: He's a bothersome man. He only sees him as a piggy bank to get money from time to time. He wonders how would the Black family react if they knew that his father left him and his mother quite a fortune before passing away.

The Black family: He hates them, and only agreed with their plan so his mother's would be safe in Saint Mungo's. He couldn't care less about their blood purity bullshit, after all he's a half-blood to begin with.

Natty Onai: Best Buddies for life, platonic soulmates. She's the extrovert that his introverted ass needed. Also shopping buddies, Natsai seems to be the only one to share his obsession with fashion and retail therapy.

Garreth Weasley: Joy! Regulus have so much fun Garreth, he's always up to help him with his experiments. He's sure Garreth will be a great potions master in the future. Sure he fails a lot now, but everyone does in the begging. He appreciates his friendship with Garreth quite a lot. He's one of the few male students he feels comfortable with, he usually prefers female company.

Leander Prewett: Regulus don't like him that much. It's nothing personal, it just feels like Leander is exactly the kind of person he would try to avoid. Even though the readhead had been nothing but kind to him.

Sebastian Sallow: His handsome, intelligent and charming friend (for now). Both of them are looking to help a loved one with a maladies that seems incurable. They will stop at nothing to find a cure for Anne and Iola. Maybe some other feelings will awaken in them in the process.

Ominis Gaunt: Cute and somewhat vulnerable. A reliable friend. Regulus feel very protective of Ominis and will not condone anyone who offends his friend. They both have families obsessed with blood purity nonsense, and feel comfortable with each other.

Imelda Reyes: Sarcastic queen, Regulus love spending time with her silently judging other students and sharing jokes. He only avoids her when she's trying to convince him to join the quidditch team. She from Latin American ascendency so they can talk in Spanish if they want to share something they don't want others to know.

Poppy Sweeting: Can you have more than one platonic soulmate? With Poppy it definitely looks like it. He adores Poppy, she's the sweetest girl he had ever met.He fees very protective of her, similar to what Ominis makes him feel. They share so many things, they are both introverts with similar special interests, one day when they both lost track of time they got detention for a week for coming back to the castle at 3 am.

Amit Thakkar: Amazing just amazing, he feels privileged to have such a talented wizard for a friend. He taught him how to find Regulus his star in the night sky among the stars in the Leo constellation. He also sometimes played his violin for him, when the noise in the castle overwhelmed him. He was lucky to have Amit as his friend.

Alexander Delacour: His ex. Both of them knew that their relationship was just to have a good time, it wasn't made to last, but still their abrupt break up still hurts. They were together only because their bodies were compatible and had fun with one another, their break up was just due to Regulus suddenly having to move to London because of his mother condition. He still misses Alexander touch from time to time, but he's slowly starting to get over it.

#hogwarts legacy #original character #gay character #victorian boy #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

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gaeforurmum · 2 years

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MARAUDERS FIC RECS

♡ - fluff

◘ - angst

✧ - smut

✩ - personal favorite

a/n - these fic’s are not mine and are written by other bloggers!! i am just recommending them! all characters in mature fics are aged up !!!!!!

JAMES POTTER:

oneshots

✩♡ Featherlight Kisses - Spending some alone-time with your boyfriend is rare, so when you finally have the opportunity to enjoy his presence without needing to share it with others, you plan to make it count, regardless of James finding it fun to deny his kisses from you.

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♡ Massage - just james being the ultimate boobs man (bc it's canon)

✩♡ Kisses - "Thinking ab james’ flushed face/lips after kissing you"

✩✧ Hands - a smutty james potter blurb with a reader who has a hand kink

✧ Backfire - reader teasing james during dinner people, and he corners them alone afterwards to have a little chat.

✧ Breakfast of Champions - the one where james wants you to sit on his face but you are shy

headcanons

✧ Babyboy - whiny james... that's it

SIRIUS BLACK:

oneshots

✩◘♡ Shining Just for You - You had never had much luck with boys, coming to the conclusion that you were no one’s type. But you certainly were not Sirius Black’s type.

◘♡ Unbroken Promise - Sirius promises a breath-taking date, only to leave you waiting. When Remus arrives, your heart realises before your brain does that something might not be right.

◘♡ Be My (Fake) Girlfriend! - Sirius is fed up of girls throwing themselves at him, so he asks you to be his fake girlfriend, but you seem to enjoy the fake relationship more than you were supposed to.

♡ Christmas Lie - Your relationship with your parents has never been a good one, therefore they plan to spend Christmas without you. But you don’t want Sirius to spend it with you either, knowing he would have a better time with his friends. So you decide to lie.

◘♡✧ Enraptured - Sirius Black hates pureblood parties just as much as purebloods hate muggborns, but then he meets a pretty girl with a brutally honest tongue and decides that maybe they are slightly more tolerable with her around.

◘✧ Caught - your relationship with sirius was secret. but one day, your ex boyfriend, james, catches you and sirius naked and in not so pleaseable position (for him) in the shower.

✩♡✧ Go Back to Sleep - soft sleepy sex with sirius <3

✧ I'm Gonna Pay for This - Sirius and Y/N escape to his dorm during a Gryffindor party.

blurbs

◘ Love or Life - Sirius and reader where they're both in love and are together but she's from a pureblood supremist family and when they find out that she's with a blood traitor they marry her off to someone

♡ Tease - reader being witty and sarcastic when talking to Sirius and he can't help but murmur, 'she's so hot'

✩♡ Groupie - When your band is about to play your first real show, you can count on Sirius to be your number one fan.

♡ Like One of your French Girls - In which Sirius discovers your hidden talent and insists that you put it to use.

♡ Dog People - When you attempt to befriend a stray dog, you end up making more than one friend.

♡ Punch to the Face - you punch lucius in the face and sirius is in awe

✩♡ Butterfly - you and sirius being adorable in your animagus forms

✩♡ Ramble - sirius listens to you ramble and can't help the lovesick smile that grows on his face

♡ Fake Dating - simply a fake dating blurb with pads

♡ Amortentia - smelling sirius in your amortentia

♡ Dog Person - sirius being jealous of your dog

♡ Lilypads - fake dating lupin!reader turned to real feelings

♡ Baby Fever - your son with sirius takes his first steps.

REMUS LUPIN:

oneshots

◘♡ Little Family - After Lily and James’ death, Lily’s sister, you get custody over little Harry. Remus is beside you, every step of the way to help you, but your feelings growing for the man complicate things.

♡ Physical Affection - you haven’t been feeling good so you go and tell remus

◘♡✧ Sins, Secrets & Sins - regulus' twin!reader and remus are in love, and overprotective olderbrother!sirius catches them in a not so pleasing situation (for him)

✩◘♡✧ Tell Me Again on a Good Day - you’re pregnant from a terrible one night stand. remus only fancies you more for it.

✩♡✧ Something New - Ah yes, Remus John Lupin. Also two awkward people trying to teach each other how to pleasure the other. But also Remus Lupin.

✩♡✧ Perfect Three - you and remus finally get some time to have fun when your daughter is fast asleep.

blurbs

◘ Merry Christmas - remus wishes you could still be there with him (tw: talk of death and greif)

✩◘ For Me? - remus having to watch you die in his arms (tw: major character death, mention of blood)

✩◘ Alone - you find out you're pregnant the day after your husband sirius dies, and remus finds your positive test on the counter

◘♡ Toxic - remus lupin meeting reader’s toxic ex and being all protective

✩♡ That's Enough - you stand up for remus

✩♡ Oops! - remus accidentally walking in on sirius' sister changing

♡✧ Remus Taking Care of You - just what the title says ;)

♡✧ Interruptions - remus smut where one of the marauders walks in

♡✧ So Pretty - "look so pretty like this for me"

✧ Look at Me - a short little smutty blurb

✧ Aftermath - you hated the full moon, but not the aftermath

✧ Thigh Riding - thigh riding with remus while he reads

REGULUS BLACK:

series

◘♡ Drunk Nights: pt1 | pt2 - The reader invites him to a party and he’s drunk within half an hour. Chaos follow.

◘♡ Off Limits: pt1 | pt2 - sirius asks you to accompany his brother regulus - whom you’ve never been formally introduced to - to hogsmeade while he spends time with remus. you have no problem with this… until you meet the younger black that is. it’s hard to not feel an attraction towards him, especially knowing that he’s off limits.

oneshots

✩◘ Lavendar - Sirius Black escapes Azkaban and Professor Black’s students have a lot of questions about it.

✩◘♡ He Loves You - The Marauders hold a silent grudge against you for falling in love with the younger Black, until one day everything comes out in an argument, and Sirius has no choice but to find his brother, and see for himself how much he loves you.

◘♡ Secret Boyfriend - Keeping secrets seem to run in the Lupin family but one of the two twins has a bigger secret than the other can imagine.

◘♡ Of Monsters and Men - I present to you - best friends to enemies to lovers with jealousy, insecurities and confessions during a heated argument.

✩◘♡ Second Choice - Regulus doesn’t talk much, but his actions do it for him.

♡ Wishes and a Gift - Birthday party at your house. Just fluff, fluff, and fluff with Reg! Happy Regulus because I say so.

✩♡ The Best Man - you meet sirius’s brother at the wedding and realizes he’s more nervous than he seems.

♡ Words Unsaid - misunderstandings and a jealous regulus lead to a fun game of spin the bottle.

♡ Enchanted - Forced to attend a Slytherin gala, you stumble into someone who makes the night a bit more bearable.

blurbs

◘ Goodbye - Sirius tells (Y/n) that Regulus is a death eater but they don’t believe him.

◘ Final Goodbyes - i think the title says it all

◘♡ Poison - “Am I making you flustered, love?”

♡ Happiest - Regulus is always happiest when he’s with you.

♡ Gifting You His Ring - he gives her one of his rings as a present because its her favorite

♡ One Where He Teaches You How to Play Piano - "the slytherin common room just happens to have one and Regulus just happens to know how to play the piano and she hears him playing so she comes to listen and she has synesthesia so she describes to him what she sees (like colors etc) andd maybe some ultra fluff where he tries to teach her to play it"

✩♡✧ Praise - soft smut with reggie

✧ Knives - Regulus having a knife kink when you're being a total brat

✩✧ Tug - tugging on reggie's hair makes him melt

headcanons

◘♡ Regulus Dating a Muggleborn - just regulus secretly dating a muggleborn

MARAUDERS (POLY):

oneshots

◘♡ Just Ours - wolfstar x reader where the boys are possessive

◘♡✧ Forever Yours - Enemy shows up at your door step, clearly harmed, because he didn’t know where else to go. (when it's canon compliant

◘♡✧ A Bad Day - “I was wondering if you could possibly write a poly!marauders x fem!reader where reader has a bad day and breaks down and just cries into Remus and all three of the boys decide to make her feel better (this could be overstim or whatever).”

◘♡✧ And Let it All Out - It wasn’t the best idea to edge you for so many times

♡✧ Just a Little Tired - Sirius doesn’t notice how deep y/n is into subspace, but Remus does

✩♡✧ Needy - they push you too far into subspace and have to bring you back

✧ Swimming Pool - friends to lovers summertime smut

blurbs

✩♡ Shot - you take James and Sirius with you to get a shot

other

♡ Letter - a letter from poly!marauder bfs <33

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rainydayhogwartsimagines · 4 years

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here to request fluffy fred as asked!! i was thinking about plant shopping, like it would be really fun taking fred magical plant shopping and he has no idea what anything is because he never paid attention in herbology and reader just laughs at him as he gets nipped n squealed at by everything

"I still don't know why we need a plant." Fred sighed. "Would you prefer to be selling kids dead Pygmy puffs? Is that what you want? Traumatizing events?" You asked. "No. But I still think that we should just go out and buy the feed ourselves." He whined as you drove. "It is cheaper to grow it and plus, I'm good with plants." You reminded. "Then you're taking care of this because I don't know a damn thing when it comes to plants." He admitted. You rose a brow as you pulled in and parked. "You took a class on this." You reminded. "I'm aware. And if I remember correctly I had a very very sexy partner who was distracting." He said. You snorted. "Babe... You're getting potions mixed up with herbology." you reminded. "then who was my herbology partner?" He asked. "....Neville." You said making him get out the car as you wheezed. "Still... Why must I come along for this?" Fred asked. "Because if I'm not available one day to do this, you need to know what to grab." You said. He huffed as you walked in. You seemed to already know your way around, moving through the aisles quickly. Fred cocked his head to the side, looking at a bouncing bulb. "What's this?" He asked. "Bouncing bulb. Careful... it will attack you if you get to close." you warned. "plants shouldn't attack anything." Fred shuddered, following you. "But they do. Wait till you see what we're actually going to be buying... I wonder if they have steel cases or something." You pondered. "What the fuck does it do for it to need a steel case?" Fred asked. "That's actually the tamest of the plants. Just makes you dizzy. Actually more of an equivalent of being drunk, I think it's used in truth serum" You said. "That's tame to you!?" "Fred we literally took care of screaming plants that would make you pass out without protection over the ears." You reminded. "I really should've gone to class." He said making you smack your head against a wall and let out a long groan. "....You've got to be kidding me." You sighed. "Remember that you love me." Fred said. You groaned. "I knew that would come back to bite me in the ass." You grumbled as you pushed the cart forward.

You got a ton of questions from Fred. "Love, what the fuck is that?" or "Princess, why does that look like it's ready to kill me?". You answered them, best to your ability but he still had a nasty habit of trying to touch the plants. You swore up and down he was mentally five. You finally found the plant and sure enough it was in a case. Which Fred opened. And oh boy.

He was stumbling around like a moron. "Baby... I feel so weird right now." He said looking at his hands as you paid for the plant. "...He opened the case didn't he?" The cashier asked. "Yep." You nodded. "Babe... I have hands..." He said making you snort. "Yes, we all do Fred." You said. "Woaaahhh" he gaped as you dragged him to the car. You put the case in the trunk and you sighed, looking up at how long the effects were for this. "Fifteen more minutes. Oh boy." You muttered. "I love you Y/nnnn." Fred said. You looked at him and laughed. "I love you too Freddie." You said. "You're so good to me-- and patient-- God I want you in my life forever." He said holding your hands. You chuckled. "Careful Fred, those effects are going to wear off soon and you're going to regret saying something." You warned. "No I'm not! I have a plaaannnn." He said making you raise a brow. "What?" You asked. "A pllaaaaannnnnnn" he repeated waving his hands around before playing with his seatbelt. You rose a brow and he chuckled. "I have a ring and eveerrryyytthhhinnng" he waved making you gape. "Fred stop talking." You said. "Do you not want to get marrrrieed--" "No I'm trying to stop you from ruining your 'plan'" you said putting a hand over his mouth. "RIIGGGHHTTT the plaaaannn" Fred nodded before conking out in the passenger seat.

Fred had no recollection of the conversation you had or why you were suddenly acting very strange around him. "Y/n, darling is everything alright?" Fred asked. "Ahahaha! Yesss. I am perfectly A okay!" You said, eye twitching slightly. This was mainly going to your head. When on earth was this happening!? How did you not see this coming!? I mean, of course you were going to say yes but honestly the idea of a proposal in a crowded restaurant terrified you. I mean what if you tripped mid proposal or some shit? What if you did something stupid-- WHAT IF YOU SNEEZED IN THE MIDDLE OF IT AND PEOPLE WERE WATCHING!? "Did you inhale some plant fumes or something--" "NOPE. I'M GOOD. EVERYTHING IS GOOD." you said making Fred confused. "Did I... Do something?" He asked. "No! No you're perfect! I'm just nervous about... My mandrakes! I should get a sign so that when I'm working you don't walk in and... Pass out or... Y'know. Die." You lied. "Is that that weird screaming plant you mentioned?" He asked. "Look at you paying attention!" You said with finger guns. What the fuck are you doing?

"Right... I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Burrow tonight?" Fred asked. "Yeah! Yeah sure I am coolio with that!" You said. Could you chill? Please? "... Alright then... I'll leave you to the screaming plant children." Fred said before kissing your head and walking out.

The door closed and Fred was confused even more. What the fuck was that? "Does she know?" George asked. "I don't think so? She's acting very strange though... She used finger guns at one point." Fred said. "Are you sure she doesn't know?" George asked quietly. "No I don't think--" then it hit him... "Oh no." Fred winced. "What?" George asked. "I fucked up." He groaned. "What did you do?" George asked. "Fucking plant fumes made me high and I think I let it slip that I had a plan." Fred groaned. "Fred calm down. We're used to improvising. So how do we go about this?" George said. "Uhmm... Hmm...."

You walked out a couple of hours later and Fred was looking at papers. "Look at you looking all professional over there." You chuckled. He smiled and blinked a few times. "What the hell happened to you?" He asked. "Mandrake bit me... Fell back on the devil's snare and almost got high from plant fumes-- the usual." You sighed, sliding off the apron you were wearing. You used a simple spell to clean yourself and stretched. "You said we were going to the burrow?" You asked. Did you not suspect anything? "Yeah, Charlie, Percy and Bill are visiting." Fred said. "...So... Your brother are going to... Be there..." You realized. Fred noticed the suspicion. "Percy is down because he has finally lodged the stick out of his ass, Charlie is down on business, something about a welsh dragon nearly attacking a muggle and Bill just likes to see mum every now and again." Fred said. You nodded but clearly still suspected something was happening. "I uhm... What will we be doing exactly?" You asked. "Mum wants you to teach her how to make pizza apparently." Fred said. Oh... Oh that's like the least engagement-y thing to do. Okay, stress gone. "Let's roll then. Is George riding with us?" You asked. "Yep." George said walking out of a backroom.

You all rode in the car in silence and George was looking at Fred like "Dude. Say something." Fred swallowed and fiddled with the ring in his pocket and you drove. "Soooo... Charlie found a common Welsh dragon?" You asked. "Oh don't tell me you freak out over dragons too!" George whined. "They're cool, but I most likely don't freak out like Charlie does." You shrugged. "you got that right. That man could go on for HOURS about fucking dragons." Fred nodded. "Meh. It's better than Draco's ass rambling on about 'pureblood customs'." You shrugged. "that's always true." George nodded. You pulled into the burrow and walked in. "Goodness darling you smell like pesticide." Molly said after hugging you. "I am so sorry--" "Would you like to shower upstairs? I'll wash your clothes while you do." She suggested. "Honestly... A bath sounds great." You nodded. "She can just borrow some of my clothes." Ginny shrugged.

And so the plan was afoot. Fred and George had to act quickly while you were taking a shower, telling the family to ACT. NORMAL. You soon came back down in a comfortable dress that wasn't too fancy and Charlie was rambling about dragons. "Change of plans, mom is making pot roast apparently." Fred said. "And the there's the hungarian Ridgeback--" "Charlie I love you. You know I do. But shut up." Bill winced. You snorted and Charlie looked over. "You must be Y/n!" He said hugging you. "Charlie right? Dragon obsessed?" You asked. "That's me!" He nodded. "We've met once right? You were Fred's plus one to my wedding?" Bill asked. "Yes, Fleur correct?" You asked, looking at her. "Yes that is me." She nodded. "She's getting better with her English." Bill said. "pas besoin de s'inquiéter. Je connais le français." You nodded making Fred and George raise a brow. "You know French?" George asked. "I usually have to order certain plants internationally so..." You shrugged. "oohh" George nodded. Ron came downstairs with Harry. "Hey you two!" You waved. "Y/n!" Both boys said before hugging you. "Boy this is a nice get together... Where is Percy?" You asked. "With Dad looking at something to make sure it is 'of the ministry standard'." Charlie gagged making you laugh. "Any special occasion I'm not aware of here orrr?" You asked. "....I caught my fiftieth dragon!" Charlie said. "congratulations. Was it the common Welsh that Fred mentioned earlier?" You asked. "Oh no." Bill winced. "You know dragons!?" Charlie asked. "Read about them... And had to help that idiot over there during the competition." You said pointing to Harry. "So what's you--" "PLEASE. DO NOT. START. WITH THE DRAGONS. AGAIN." Bill groaned. See this? This was normal. Hermione came down with a smile. "Thought I heard you!" She said. You hugged her and let out a relieved breath. "God it feels good to be around other females." You said. "Hey!" Fred and George said. "I can only take so much testosterone." You said. "testoster-- what?" George asked. "Science George. It's science." Ginny snorted.

You and the girls talked for a while and soon dinner came along. "So, how's business?" Molly asked George. "It's good. Y/n has figured out ways to save us money so we're doing REALLY right now." George nodded. "She's bloody brilliant." Fred said smiling at you. You smiled and shook your head. "Though her plants are freaky." Fred said. "They are not freaky." You laughed. "They are! What kind of plant screams!?" Fred asked. " A mandrake." Everyone at the table answered making him groan. You laughed and he shook his head. Arthur smiled watching you. "Ginny did you leave the pygmy puff unattended?" Ron asked. "Uhm... Yeah, it's in my--" there was a thud upstairs and she grumbled. "Room." She finished before going upstairs. "I better help her... Puffers tends to be aggressive after waking up." Hermione said before walking up. "Puffers?" You asked. "He was the first successful Pygmy puff we made. We just gave him to Ginny. Glad to see he's handling mating season well." George explained after hearing another thud. "RON. GET THIS THING PLEASE." Ginny called. Ron sighed and walked upstairs. "Wanna take a walk?" Fred asked after another loud thud. "Absolutely!" You nodded before walking outside. You two walked for a bit in silent, shivering as the air got colder. Fred took the ring out of his jacket pocket and switched it to his pants pocket before giving you the jacket. "It's pretty tonight." You breathed as you huddled into the jacket. He smiled. "Yeah, yeah it is." He said. You smiled and he kissed you, holding your face close. "I've got to know this before I ask you something." Fred said making you raise a brow. "Any reason why you've been nutty lately?" He asked. "Uh... No?" You lied. He gave you a "really?" Look and you sighed. "When the plant got you... Intoxicated? You kind of... Said something pertaining to marriage." You admitted. "Is that so bad?" Fred asked. "What? No-- no I'm just... Look, I am a fuck up. I am a clutz and I trip over air. I am terrified that if you proposed to me in a crowded area I'd literally fall on my ass." You admitted. "... That's it?" He asked. "Yeah." You nodded. "Y/n I know you hate crowds. Why do you think Ginny made an excuse for us to leave the house?" He said. "...Wait.." "Why do you think my family knows that we're out here and trying to make you feel comfortable?" Oh my God. "Why do you think I made sure you knew we were going to be away from other people?" Fred asked. "... You're a serial killer?" You joked, tears already forming. He chuckled and got down on one knee. "Oh my God." You breathed. "Y/n I love you so much. And I want you to always feel safe and always feel comfortable telling me things." Fred said. "And I want to spend the rest of my life making you feel safe." He added. "Will you marry me?" He asked. You nodded and cried as you wrapped your arms around him. He slid on the ring and he kissed your head, holding you close. "Oh don't cry princess! We're going to have cake! Or alcohol... Or both." Fred said making you laugh. "I'm so happy holy shit." You laughed. He smiled and then had an idea. "wanna screw with my family a little?"

You two walked back to the house and everyone was standing around as if they were waiting. "...Nice walk." Fred nodded. "Yeah, kind of cold though." You nodded acting nonchalant. Ron and Hermione exchanged a confused look. "here's your jacket." You said, making a point to show your hand with the ring on it as you handed back the jacket making them all scream. "MY GOD WERE YOU JUST GOING TO KEEP GOING WITH THE ACT!?" Molly said. "maybe?" You said before being engulfed into a hug with her and Fred. "Okay-- air mum-- air!" Fred said. You looked at the family around you with small smile tugging at your lips "Champagne? Anyone?" Bill said holding up a bottle. "Aayyee my brother knows me so well." Fred said laughing. You rolled your eyes as Fred linked his arm around you and pulled you close. You looked in his eyes and smiled. This was safe. This was your home. This was your family.

#fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x you #fred weasley

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gameofdrarry · 3 years

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Wizards Hearts Recs: Epistolary

Wizards Hearts was a four-month-long Drarry reading fest. Players were given a playing deck of 52 tropes, and were asked to find 52 different fics to read and comment on to fill their decks. To prevent the same few fics from being read, fics were restricted to only being used for the game three times before being considered ineligible for further points. The tropes and submissions list can be found here.

Check out the masterlist of fics for this trope below the cut!

📜 To My Enemy (Secretly Yours) by randoyoyo Rated: Teen Words: 9757 Tags: Epistolary, Eighth Year, Roommates, Fluff Summary: McGonagall has decided on some changes for those returning to Hogwarts for an 8th year. Not only will Houses be abolished, but there will be a shared commonroom and rooms will be assigned to pairs. On top of that, they're all randomly assigned a pen pal within the same year that they have to write to each week. Harry and Draco don't like the way any of this information sounds, but it doesn't set in until they get their room assignments...they're going to be roommates?? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Re: Harry's Crush by lettersbyelise Rated: Teen Words: 3700 Tags: Epistolary, Bets & Wagers, Aurors, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss, Humor, Banter Summary: Ever get that feeling you're being talked about behind your back? Harry doesn't, he's too busy being stupidly, obviously besotted with the guy in the lab downstairs. A fic where the interdepartment betting war at the Ministry gets out of hand, Millicent and Hermione get scheming, Harry Potter ends up wearing black eyeliner, and everybody ends up getting more than they bargained for. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Misdirection by lea_anberlyn Rated: Teen and Up Words: 3764 Tags: Humor, Snarky!Malfoy, Epistolary Summary: Harry buys a new owl after the war – a bird he soon realises is cursed to send letters to the person he hates most. Draco Malfoy finds the whole thing hilarious. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Dear Enemy by GingerTodgers Rated: Teen and Up Words: 69130 Tags: Epistolary, Secret Identity, Orphanage, Harry Potter's School For Squibs, Slow Burn, Swearing, Politics, Ron Weasley is a Good Friend, Minor Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Minor Pansy Parkinson/Greg Goyle, Light Angst Summary: An anonymous benefactor makes a generous donation to Harry Potter's School for Squibs in exchange for a weekly letter from the Boy Who Lived. What begins as a chore soon becomes the only outlet Harry has to talk about the war, love, life, hope, redemption, his renewed obsession with a certain blonde nemesis and how he really, honestly, believes that this will be the year Puddlemere United reclaim the Quidditch League Cup. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Howlr by partialtopotter Rated: Explicit Words: 47634 Tags: Texting, text!fic, Sexting, Romance, dating app, Anal Sex, Rimming, they don't know they're falling for each other, Ginny has a personality, THIS IS NOT A NON-MAGICAL AU, Professor Harry, pansy x ginny, LGBTQ Themes, Smut, Mistaken Identity, Phone Sex, Depression, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Humor, Post-Hogwarts, Not Epilogue Compliant, Switching, Light BDSM, Bisexual Male Character, Spanking, Epistolary, Textfic Summary: Howlr is the new dating application enchanting Witches, Wizards and Everyone in between. Are you looking for the one or a one-night stand; it’s all here folks. Howlr is sponsored by Weasley Wizard Wheezes, the same team that brought us the Spellular just two years ago. Ginny Weasley, famed chaser for the Hollyhead Harpies, swears by the app, ‘guaranteed to make sparks fly,’ she says. The magic awaits you! ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Garden War by Cibee (Cibeeeee) Rated: Teen and Up Words: 4884 Tags: Fluff and Humor, Epistolary, Draco and Harry are neighbors, with a lake between them, and they keep trying to make their garden better than the other's, "one tree? fuck you I'll grow TWO trees", then omg quarantine, Frenemies to friends to lovers, Friends to Lovers, draco has a cat, harry has chickens, Mutual Pining, they both have no chills, Idiots in Love, Dramatic Draco Malfoy Summary: Harry and Draco are quarantined in their houses, a lake across from one another. What better ways to spend this time than to annoy each other with letters and attempts to prove that their garden is better ? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 A Series of Neighbourly Epistles by slytherco Rated: Mature Words: 13671 Tags: Neighbors, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Anonymity, Letters, anonymous notes, Top Draco Malfoy, Bottom Harry Potter, Mutual Masturbation, Blind Date, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Curse Breaker Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy Has Long Hair, and it's glorious, Draco Malfoy in a leather jacket, Brief Draco Malfoy/Other, Redeemed Draco Malfoy, some French food, Bisexual Harry Potter, Dirty Talk, the morning after, Pillow Talk, One Night Stands, that turn out to be possibly-not-so-one-night, Snark, Banter, Sexual Content, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Blow Jobs, in general there's sex but it's not graphic ok?? Summary: Harry finds himself in a very awkward spot when he calls the Aurors on his neighbour… having very loud sex. As in not actually killing anyone. He writes him a disgruntled note and thus begins a very interesting exchange. When they finally decide to meet, Harry’s not quite prepared to find out who his mystery neighbour turns out to be. Or for everything that happens next, for that matter. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Texting You by ununquadius Rated: Teen and Up Words: 6005 Tags: Major Character Death, text fic, draco is dead, Grief/Mourning, Hurt/Comfort, or maybe hurt/no comfort, Everyday Life, Pets, Asexual Harry Potter, Indian Harry Potter, one penis drawing, H/D Hurt!Fest 2020, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Loneliness, Drinking, Terminal Illnesses, blink and you missed them suicidal thoughts Summary: After Draco's death, Harry can't let go so he keeps texting their private chat, updating him on his life and rambling about everything and anything until it almost feels like there's a possibility that, one day, a reply will come. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 More Than Kisses, Letters Mingle Souls by Erin_Riwen, Kristinabird Rated: Mature Words: 21171 Tags: Epistolary, Professor Harry Potter, Professor Draco Malfoy, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Fluff with feelings, Past Child Abuse, Past Suicide Thoughts, Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Manipulative Albus Dumbledore Summary: It's the beginning of the term at Hogwarts and Professor Harry Potter never seems to be able to get close enough to have an actual conversation with Professor Draco Malfoy. When he discovers it's because his colleagues have been intentionally keeping them apart for fear they might have issues, he bristles at the intrusion and decides to send a letter to a very confused Draco Malfoy. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Summer's Lease by GallifreyisBurning, xkingofgamesx Rated: Explicit Words: 74162 Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Epistolary, Bisexual Harry Potter, Gay Draco Malfoy, Post-War, pre-eighth year, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn, slowest of burns, First Kiss, First Time, Coming Out, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, All of the jobs except employment, Gentlemen of Leisure, Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, Home Renovation, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Nightmares, Mental Health Issues, Homophobia, Lots of drinking, Happy Ending, Fluff Summary: It was just a letter. And then another. And then another. And then it was something more. The summer after the war, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are both at loose ends, not sure how they fit into a world where both of their roles have been fulfilled, for better or for worse. As the learn to live with surviving, they find, together, an unexpected way forward. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Recompense & Reparo by sablier_bloque Rated: Explicit Words: 48981 Tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Regency, Slow Burn, Pining, Gay Draco Malfoy, Bisexual Harry Potter, Alternate Universe - Historical, Masturbation, Anal Sex, Frottage, mention of suicide, mention of period-typical racism, Period-Typical Sexism, Mention of Child Abuse, Period-Typical Homophobia, Draco Malfoy tries to redeem himself in a very Slytherin way, Meddling mothers, Magic Rituals, Quidditch, Mention of Minor Character Death, Happy Ending, Letters, Epistolary, Indian Harry Potter, Desi Harry Potter, Austen-inspired, Mention of torture Summary: It is a truth universally acknowledged that a pureblood wizard in possession of a slandered reputation will do absolutely anything to return to good graces. And Mr. Draco Malfoy, pureblood wizard whose reputation has certainly been slandered by The War (and perhaps even by his own actions in said war) has a plan. A list of five steps to restore the Malfoy family to its proper place in society. That is until Harry Potter comes along and mucks it all. A Regency AU, in which there are ungloved touches, letters, meddling mothers, and hope that love can somehow find a way. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Always and Forever by PurePeace Rated: Teen and Up Words: 35162 Tags: N/A Summary: An epistolary fic between Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, taking place after the trials. It starts with irritation and relucant gratitude and ends - hopefully - with romance, always and forever. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 No Greater Victory by dicta_contrion Rated: Explicit Words: 26951 Tags: Hogwarts Eighth Year, Bets & Wagers, Diary/Journal, Slytherins Being Slytherins, Scheming, Blackmail, Recreational Drug Use, Casual Sex, Snark, Draco starts out as an angry defensive arse, Personal Growth, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Switching, First Time, Making Love, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Happy Ending Summary: Back at Hogwarts after the war, a defeated Draco Malfoy is prepared to settle for life's simpler pleasures: snark, sex, and Slytherin scheming. That is until Pansy, newly in possession of Malfoy Manor, offers to return his ancestral home. Just one condition: he has to win, and break, Harry Potter's heart to get it. That's no problem. Draco's got this situation completely under control. Completely. At least until he doesn't. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Help Is Always There For Those Who Ask by donnarafiki, orpheous87 Rated: Mature Words: 12873 Tags: Post-War, Mental Health Issues, Healer Draco Malfoy, Angst, Epistolary, Getting Together, No healer/patient, Depression, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Therapy, Friendship Summary: It's been years since the war, and Harry's been doing fine (Not!Auror). But after witnessing a violent incident in muggle London, he feels empty and angry. Eventually, he reaches a breaking point and has an outburst in public. The next day he finds a letter on his desk, the Ministry reaching out to connect him with a mind healer, saying they don’t even have to see each other, and everything can be done privately if Harry wants to keep it anonymous and confidential. He decides to write back. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 This feeling inside by Andithiel Rated: Mature Words: 8714 Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Epistolary, Diary/Journal, flatmates, omg they were roomates, lockdown - Freeform, Quarantine, bisexual awakening, Oblivious, As in ridiculously oblivious, Mentions of a fictional pandemic, Friends With Benefits, Friends to Lovers, Cooking, Baking, learning to play the guitar, mentions of:, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Frottage, Kissing, I think it was in that order Summary: Harry Potter and his flatmate Draco are both straight as nails. But during a lockdown, things start to get a little desperate, and suddenly they’re giving each other friendly handjobs and blowjobs on the regular. But that’s okay. That’s just what friends do. Right? A story about two oblivious idiots, told through the diary of Harry James Potter. ❤️ Read on AO3

#epistolary #letters #pen pals #drarry #drarry recs #game of drarry #wizards hearts #wh masterlist

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french-pureblood-draws · 3 months

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the bear!!!

it’s trying to kill me!!!

#french pureblood’s rambles #the tale of dresden bear

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bvrgins · 4 years

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oh but she burns; jade.

( trans woman | she/her | hunter schafer ) —— isn’t that JADE BORGIN? yeah that is them, sitting there at the SLYTHERIN table with those other FIFTH years. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees doodling the dark mark on your arm just to see what it would look like; blonde pigtails, scraped knees & dark alleys: an innocent face and dark thoughts; a face pressed against a window, always looking in; honey & salt; a sharp copper taste. anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty PARANOID, MACABRE, and CHARISMATIC. apparently they’re a MEMBER of VENIT TEMPESTAS and PUREBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related… —— [ mhairi : gmt : 20 : they/she ]

→ NAME: jade corrine borgin → NICKNAMES: corie, borgin brat → AGE / D.O.B.: 16 / 11th november 1960 → SPECIES: purebood witch → GENDER / PRONOUNS: trans woman / she&her → SEXUALITY: unashamedly sapphic

FAMILY → PARENTS: alyona yakovlevna turgeneva née kuznetsova, 34, mother. balthazar borgin, father. → SIBLINGS: barnabus, alistair, & cain, older half brothers. marilla & jasmine borgin, older half sisters. quinn borgin, younger half sibling. juniper borgin, younger half sister. → PETS: lucie, pet rat, was called lucifer till she realised it was a girl

LIFESTYLE → BORN: london, england → RAISED: borgin and burkes, knockturn alley → CURRENT RESIDENCE: borgin and burkes / hogwarts castle → NATIONALITY: english & russian → SPOKEN LANGUAGES: fluent english, near fluent russian, conversational bulgarian, german & gobbledegook, bits of italian, spanish, french and mermish. → OCCUPATION: student, helps at the shop during the holidays → DRINK | SMOKE | DRUGS: yes / socially / occasionally → RELIGION: atheist

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES → FACE CLAIM: hunter schafer → ETHNICITY: white → HEIGHT: 5ft. 10in. → WEIGHT: 110lbs → HAIR: white blonde → EYE COLOR: blue → DOMINANT HAND: left → ACCENT: english, quite unrefined but she can take on a posh affect → NERVOUS HABITS: laughs when nervous, tends to ramble and not realise how unsettling she can be

CHARACTER → MORAL ALIGNMENT: neutral evil → MBTI: ENTJ → WESTERN ZODIAC: scorpio sun, leo moon, pisces rising → CHINESE ZODIAC: rat → TAROT CARD: the tower → ARCHETYPE: the ruler → SONG: cherry wine by hozier

MAGIC → WAND: yew, basilisk skin, 13 & ¾ inches, sturdy. a wand her father had bough from an estate sale that matched with jade around her ninth birthday → PATRONUS: black cat → BOGGART: horses → OWLS: jade will sit the following owls this year: ancient runes, care of magical creatures, charms, defence against the dark arts, history of magic, herbology, transfiguration, potions

BIO

alyona kuznetsova came to england to have fun, a girl just out of dumstrang she wasn’t ready to take a child with her back to russia. but the child’s father was only too happy to add her to the every growing brood that cluttered up the shop he owned

to the child, nothing about her very peculiar upbringing seemed strange to her. surely everyone had dark artefacts that could kill you if you touched them just lying about the place? surely everyone had a mother that would only visit a handful of times a year? and surely every parent would nod and go along with it when their child starts growing out their hair and being asked to be called jade

a favourite of the dark street she and her siblings called home, her precocious and talkative nature made her a perfect courier between shopfronts and closes, especially for matters slightly less than legal

at some point alyona stops visiting, there’s a husband back home in russia, it’s best to leave her wild past behind. but jade keeps speaking her mother’s tongue; a tiny child sat on a counter translating transactions when others would be reading tales of beedle the bard, and teaching it to the sister she idolised. what she once shared with her mother she would now share with jasmine

off to school and she doesn’t feel like the strange one, no it’s the other children who are strange. those who’s parents are almost like enemies to them. those who hadn’t been raised with magic. those who heard herd talk of the dark lord and looked at her funny. and those that told her that she really shouldn’t talk about that over breakfast. so she stuck close to her housemates, to her siblings, to those who didn’t see her as some oddity. the lanky blonde girl who spoke too much of death

her relationship with her father isn’t exactly warm but to say it’s cold would be entirely incorrect. it’s a lot more transactional, he housed and clothed and fed her, and she had siblings to entertain her, but most of the actual affection she gets from her father comes when she’s in someway useful to him. when she runs a message, helps translate a transaction. and jade genuinely doesn’t mind it; he’s a busy man and she’s happy to help. and besides, he never abandoned her like her mother did

young, eager, and entirely unproven jade is desperate to join the death eaters, just like her older sister. she wants power, but more than that she wants to be accepted by the society that has treated her family as a service nothing more. but she’s been kept at arms length, told anything to get her to go away, and she’s getting tired. she needs to prove herself, has too. maybe she could play the innocent? maybe she could be a spy? then they’d want her.

#➳ ❪ development ❫ … 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 ❞

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( CISFEMALE , SHE/HER ) RITA SKEETER is a RAVENCLAW whose favorite subject is TRANSFIGURATION, maybe because they are OBSERVANT but also NARCISSISTIC. They might be so popular because they look like VIRGINIA GARDNER, can you believe they are a SEVENTH YEAR? rumors say they support NEUTRAL. where do they go from here?

BASICS —

Full Name: Rita Celeste Skeeter

Age: Seventeen

Birthday: October 13; Libra

Blood Status: Half-Veela

PERSONALITY —

(+) Positive Traits: Charming, observant, compassionate, idealistic

(-) Negative Traits: Narcissistic, self-indulgent, dishonest, passive-aggressive

LIFE AT HOGWARTS —

House: Ravenclaw

Year: Seventh

Wand: Hornbeam wood, eight and a quarter inches, with a veela hair core, from her great-great grandmother

Best Class: Transfiguration

Worse class: Alchemy

Pets: A Northern Pygmy Owl named Charlotte

Boggart: People whispering about her

Patronus: Russian Blue cat

Extracurriculars: None

BIOGRAPHY —

ACT I

October 13th, 5:42 AM. Rita Skeeter came into the world and two feuding families stopped arguing. Cigars were passed around and congratulatory hugs were exchanged and they toasted to the arrival of the newest member with champagne. Nurses said she was the most beautiful baby in the maternity ward and her parents were told they had never looked happier. Ophelia, her maman, had blessed her child with Veela charm and the looks of a porcelain doll. William, her father, had seen to it that she would have anything she could ever want, be it a pony or a doll house big enough for her to live in. Both of her parents had seen to it that she received magical powers, her mother being a pureblood and her father a half-blood. There wasn’t a doubt in anyone’s mind that their precious Rita would possess magical abilities and by the age of three, she had started to show signs of magic, such as levitating a glass of wine her father had been drinking off the table and almost to her hands before she was noticed by a house-elf and the glass was promptly returned to the table. It had brought her into a bout of wailing that set the newspaper her father was reading on fire. Her first act of accidental magic was to take something she wasn’t allowed to have and then set something on fire when it was taken away. It would have been humorous if it didn’t set the mood for how she would act growing up. Her father was immune to her Veela charms, had learned to see through them thanks to many years with Ophelia, but he allowed her one small sip, allowing Rita to taste it and realize that she absolutely didn’t want it. It wasn’t often that William told her no without Rita winning him over in the end (she could count the times on one hand) but when it happened, he had been nothing but patient and logical to help her understand.

Her relationship with her mother didn’t always reflect the best parts of their personalities. Both had tempers that would put anyone else to shame and it would lead to a blowout more often than not, especially when Ophelia lost control over her temper and she would appear more harpy than beautiful woman. It never scared Rita, frustrated her more than anything because from that point on, the argument was lost. It was a lesson she learned quickly, though her father seemed to still be working on understanding it, because their arguments went on even after her facial appearance changed. Fighting at home was natural to Rita, a weekly occurrence and she had developed a quick wit and thick skin because of it. The French never controlled their emotions and found that they were controlled by them instead and many things were said in the heat of the moment, something patronizing one minute and purposely cutting the next. Though the fights between Rita and her mother never lasted long and they would be back to normal within hours, it would be impossible for Rita to not have internalized the insults. Her parents were in love and very deeply so. They loved her more than life itself, they just showed it differently than other families. She knew that her family was perfect, other people just didn’t understand.

ACT II

Patience was a virtue, William would say whenever she got impatient for something. It was only mildly frustrating when she was a child, because she didn’t have any concept of waiting to get what she wanted. Her mother’s parents were always around, visiting their beloved granddaughter and doting upon her. They came bearing presents on a bimonthly basis and being happy to entertain the little girl while her parents did whatever to occupy their time. Her father’s parents remained in London and they went down to visit her grandparents once a month. They saw her less frequently than their maternal grandparents and often tried to outdo their gifts. They weren’t actively arguing anymore but there was too much bad blood to let anything go. Her parents had already given her everything she wanted, and her grandparents were giving her things she wasn’t even aware that she wanted. Rita was spoiled beyond belief and when she wanted something, she wanted it now. When she began to grasp control over her emotions and understand why she was feeling the way she was, she did her best to emulate patience and the saying her father would whisper to her whenever she had a temper tantrum in a store. “Be patient. You will enjoy it much more if you have to wait for it.” Very rarely was she told an actual no, it was more often a no to instant gratification. And William was right. She frequently got bored with things that were just given to her, but with things she had to wait for, hoping that every day would be the day he would give her whatever toy she had her eye on made it sweeter the day she actually got it.

The day her patience was truly tested was the day her father announced his job transfer. It was a higher paying position, which meant more money for their family and that he’d be able to spoil Rita more. The downside was that it was in London. Her mother’s family had a fit, insisting they let Rita stay with them so she’d be able to attend Beauxbatons, while her father’s family were incredibly excited at the prospect of seeing their granddaughter more and would scoff at their in-law’s dramatics. Hogwarts was just as fine a wizarding school as Beauxbatons, if not better. Neither of her parents had siblings and Rita was an only child. Everything they did was just to spend more time with their darling, their petit chérie. The ten year peace was over and it was back to warring families. Her grandparents were careful to never let her hear it, but that didn’t stop them from arguing with their children when they visited, believing Rita to be asleep upstairs when she was hiding on the staircase, a unicorn stuffed animal clutched to her chest. Ten years old and at night, cuddling a toy as she listened to the people she loved in her life argue. By day, in both Paris and London, people would look at her. Many didn’t know why, they just saw someone charming and beautiful, and most were innocent. Kids her age wanting to be her friend and women on the streets commenting on how she looked just like her mother, that beauty must run in the family. Some men, though, leered at her, making her skin crawl but it was attention that she craved. People had been paying attention to her throughout her entire life and now she only found herself wanting it more and more. She dressed to impress, to look pretty and perfect, an object of desire for men who were old enough to be her father. It was like a game to her. Until one grabbed her under her skirt and Rita had been quick to shout at him in public. People looked horrified, his wife especially, and she felt both nauseous at the grope but a little powerful at having used the attention on her to her advantage. Wherever Rita went, people looked at her. It was the Veela’s charm, or curse, depending on how you look at it. Rita felt that it was a curse, but if she was going to be cursed, she would make the most of what it left her with.

ACT III

Hogwarts was a fresh start for Rita. A boarding school, away from her parents, where she knew absolutely no one. The teachers would be less likely to coddle her and all of the things she had wanted growing up were left back at their spacious London estate. It turned out that very few of her professors were immune to her Veela charm, often letting her go on in class about whatever train of thought she was trying to grab hold of. Her words were never articulate, never carefully thought out and seemed more like a stream of consciousness. It was always endearing, never annoying, and people looked on fondly as she rambled. Friends came into her life quickly, she collected people through her charm and kindness. Her first few years at Hogwarts felt like walking on eggshells, too afraid that they didn’t actually like her for her and simply hung around her because she was irresistible. She made the mistake of accusing someone once of only liking her because she was part Veela and the closest thing to a best friend she ever had walked out of her life that day. It was then she resigned herself to having doubts about the people in her life. When she was old enough to start dating and noticing the attention she received from the older students, she felt wanted and the attention she so desperately craved. Though she was fiercely protective of anyone younger than her, especially girls, she thought herself to know better and understand the game better than they did. It never eased the doubts in her head about whether or not they actually wanted to date her or if they were just into her because of her Veela curse, but it didn’t stop her from dating around. She never held off from dating, but she held off from getting serious about any of them.

Most people don’t know she’s part Veela. They just think she’s charming and kind and with an allure that draws people in. If they knew what she was, they would be less likely to fall for said charms, and now that she’s older and not above using such things to get a leg up in the world, Rita doesn’t want that to happen. Many of them believe she’s just got one of those faces and they trust her, so they tell her their secrets. Any and all of them. Sometimes without any prompting. She prods here and there but it’s almost unnecessary. She comes off as a confidant so they tell her whatever it is that’s bothering them. It’s not her fault. It just started happening. And then because it was happening whether she liked it or not (she did), she felt it prudent to write them down. It was all in a diary, just for her eyes. Or she thought it would be like that anyway, until a sheet full of secrets fell out. The fall out was brilliant, the kind of thing that Rita couldn’t tear her eyes from. It was a power rush in the best way. She didn’t realize it would feel like this, but damn did she like it.

ACT IV

Patience is a virtue and now Rita is very patient but feels more like a snake lying in wait, letting her prey come to her before she strikes. Her classes are spent eavesdropping on the people next to her, meals in the Great Hall are for eating and pretending to read while she listens in to conversations and tries to find the one that’s whispered, for no one else’s ears. That’s the kind of conversation she wants to hear, to be privy to. She writes down secrets, uses them as a form of currency, except she comes out on top no matter what. Whenever people share something with her, she gives them something small, a little tidbit of information that doesn’t matter to her one way or another. When she “accidentally” loses a piece of paper full of secrets, she can’t help but smile as the gossip spreads around the school. No one ever blames her, or thinks she does it on purpose like she does. That is, if they even know its her. People are too busy focusing on the gossip than the source.

Her parents would be disappointed if they knew what she was up to, other people weren’t toys she could play with for her own amusement but Rita disagrees. Until she pictures her father’s face, how he would look at her and then she isn’t so sure she wants to be this person anymore. But given that she’s away at school and he’s in London, the guilt is gone as quickly as it came on. Rita wanted chaos and what Rita wanted, she got.

#svhqintro #intro.

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village-skeptic · 5 years

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ADOW Hogwarts House Sorting! I think Matthew is a Gryffindor and Diana a Ravenclaw, but what's your thoughts?

Darling anon: thank you for this very thought-provoking ask! I’m sorry that it took such a while for me to answer it - and that my answer ultimately got so long that I had to stick it beneath a cut.I’ve been ping-ponging back and forth on different possibilities for Matthew and Diana’s Houses for a while now, which leads me to my first conclusion: if nothing else, I feel quite sure that the Sortings for both of these two would have resulted in a wicked case of Hatstall.But even the most profound cases of deadlock have to be resolved in a House Sorting one way or the other. And so: a slightly-rambling essay on Diana and Matthew’s character evolution, and personality tropes in two different magical universes below the cut…

First of all, I know we’re just using the Houses as a personality metric, but given that ADOW is a magical universe, I find it amusing to consider situations in which Matthew and Diana might actually have encountered the Sorting Hat as a magical artifact. The interesting thing to me is that both of them (for most of their lives) would have avoided it like the plague.

Diana, anxiously: You say that putting this hat on is a necessary first step to beginning my formal magical education? *instinctively Timewalks fifteen minutes into the future to avoid the whole thing*Matthew, coolly: As a 1500 year old French-born vampire, I could not possibly belong anywhere in a school for British witches.But let’s pretend they’re encountering the Sorting Hat early in their lives, as an expected ritual. Here, I think you’re right about Diana - she ends up in Ravenclaw, mostly due to her own negotiating with the Hat. I’m reminded of Harry’s silent plea - not Slytherin! - except for Diana, communing with the Sorting Hat, I think it would be not Gryffindor! It’s the Hat’s job to sort through someone’s potential, and I refuse to believe all of Diana’s very-present mettle would go unnoticed. But as a young girl, still reeling from the deaths of her parents, I think Diana would hear all of the bravery-bravery-bravery stuff associated with Gryffindor and think oh God, anything but that, please. Far better to end up with housemates who will understand the comfort of escaping into a good book, and the very real pleasures of research, rather than pushing her to do all kinds of extroverted joiner activities.

It’s really difficult to think about an analogue for this stage with Matthew. Eleven-year-old human Matthew - we know he liked tools and was bright and inquisitive, so maybe a Ravenclaw? But if we somehow reverse-engineer an eleven-year-old version of Matthew de Clairmont, son of Ysabeau, stepson of Phillippe, brother of Baldwin and Louisa -I mean, really. The de Clairmonts are a Slytherin family through and through. All jokes about blood purity aside (and look, who would have more invested in the question of blood purity than a bunch of vampires?), cunning and ambition is endemic there. There’s always been a de Clairmont on the Congregation? Mmm-hmm mmm-hmm.

But that’s just the family, you say. What about Matthew himself? Those Slytherin qualities are absolutely part of his character, especially in the earliest episodes. We see ruthless, calculating Matthew figuring out how to get Diana to share what she knows about Ashmole 782; we also see this side of him in action as he outmanuevers Baldwin by calling upon his fealty and obedience as a member of the Brotherhood. (Also, you don’t get a CV like Matthew’s without having a marked degree of professional ambition. Just saying.)

Slytherins have a rep for being the villains, and obviously I’m trying to push the characterization here past that one-dimensional stereotype. But we have ample testimony from the vampires who’ve known Matthew for hundreds of years - he CAN be “the bad guy,” whether you want to define that as at least two dead human women, or the selfishness that Baldwin describes and that Miriam and Marcus acknowledge, or even the whole pureblood thing. Think of the absolute certainty in Juliette’s voice as she tells Domenico, “Matthew hates witches.”So yeah, I think a young (or “young”) Matthew gets sorted into Slytherin. There’s definitely also a possible case for young!Matthew as a surprise Gryffindor - and oh BOY does that give me a whole bunch of Sirius Black feels - but mostly I could see him as a Slytherin, albeit an Andromeda Black-style Slytherin.

This is not necessarily the case for an older, wiser, sadder Matthew, however.

Don’t ask me how a c19 Matthew ends up with the Sorting Hat on his head (a very strange diversion during a hunting trip to Scotland?), but I think that there’d be a really good case for a Ravenclaw Sorting during the more “mature” part of Matthew’s life, before he meets Diana. The quest for knowledge is a fundamental part of his character, and it’s a really powerful part of what draws him and Diana together.

@burberrycanary and I have talked about this in detail, but the truly delightful part of this relationship is, well, the bits of it that AREN’T really magical or “fated.” I’m very here for the genuine attraction between these two individuals who are both curious, in their own ways, about the hows and whys of what we might call “the human condition,” inappropriate as that phrase might be here. It’s what Diana learns about Matthew’s long-standing research on creature origins - her belief in Matthew’s purity of motive - that sways her into telling him what she can remember about Ashmole 782.

(Well, fine. “Purity of motive” might not be the best way to describe everything going on in this GIF.)

(All creator credit to you, B.)

But okay, then. Ultimately, I would argue Matthew and Diana bring each other’s Gryffindor tendencies into full flower. To some degree, this is a function of narrative: they’re our protagonist characters, and we’re geared to see them as the heroes. And of course, the events that surround the discovery and disappearance of Ashmole 782 lend themselves to Gryffindor-esque displays of bravery and heroism.

But it’s more than just this Doylist explanation, I think - there’s a strong Watsonian explanation for Matthew and Diana both to be sorted as Gryffindor! Gryffindors are known for being brave and daring - occasionally to the point of recklessness (acting without thinking first). Nor are Gryffindors strangers to self-sacrifice, especially on matters of principle. And oh my goodness, feeling ALL THE THINGS and acting on them in grand ways is VERY, VERY much both Matthew and Diana, as we come to know them during the first season!Diana is a professional scholar, which makes us think “cerebral, methodical, disciplined” and makes us want to sort her as Ravenclaw. But so many of her decisions throughout this first season are impulsive and emotional! I say this not as criticism of Diana, but to argue that, no matter what her training is, her deepest impulses are Gryffindor in nature. Even before the most dramatic events of the season start, we see Diana reacting with stubborn bravery. She has zero problem telling Knox and Satu to bugger off with increasing firmness - the literal force of that “get out of my head!” moment feels very Gryffindor to me.

And of course, she’s not really intimidated by Matthew, either in his glacial professor mode or when that mask slips at the end of the first episode. In fact, he brings out a confrontational bluntness in her - “You’re a vampire”/“You’re following me”/“Is that a threat?”/“What are you going to do, rip my head off to find the truth?” - that is very, VERY Gryffindor. Once everything really kicks into gear, we see Diana following her emotional impulses nearly all the time. Feeling unsafe with witches? Seek out a vampire! Hell, let him drive you out of town, and spend the day with him. Invite him to dinner - as a starter. When the people who have been bothering you push your emotional buttons (the photographs), immediately seek them out to call them on it, and make a firm decision to try to end the conflict. Then, once they threaten your friend, unleash a torrent of magical power on them.

Diana only gets more Gryffindor from there, whether it’s her stubborn declaration that “they don’t get to choose who I love,” to taking everything that Ysabeau throws at her without flinching, to the brave romantic impetuousness that is the Hasty Vampire Elopement, to the climactic scene in which she nearly sacrifices herself to save Matthew, making an open-ended promise to the Fates.

Diana is a very very powerful, brave witch, and her magic is tied to her emotion. Better be GRYFFINDOR!Now, what about Matthew? In these first few episodes, I still gravitate towards that Slytherin classification. That exchange between them in the boathouse, where she asks if he’s going to rip her head off and he answers, “That’s not how I operate” - Slytherin, my dears, very very Slytherin. And yet. Matthew, is that true?He finds that self-disclosure is the most effective way to convince Diana to be his ally re: the Ashmole manuscript - and then he leans into it real hard.

And in this context, that’s a real act of bravery! For instance, after Gillian breaks into the lab, we learn that its existence has been a secret for a very long time - but Matthew brings Diana there only the fifth or sixth time they meet, and he spills the beans on the entire project, taking her at her word that she doesn’t subscribe to Knox’s supremacist, genocidal ideology. Emotional; brave; impetuous!As I’ve discussed elsewhere, that project of self-disclosure only accelerates, resulting in a romance that Matthew, at least, knows is going to be extremely problematic. He does attempt to deny the emotional attachment, to some degree - but it’s a small degree. Going back to Oxford against Hamish’s advice; accepting her dinner invitation; coming ‘round to her rooms the next day after rejecting her; eventually coming back to France from Oxford - please picture Matthew de Clairmont tossing his hair a la Mimi and saying “Self-control? I don’t know her.“

In one sense, this is Slytherin selfishness, but it’s also Gryffindor emotional decision-making - and bravery in the face of the dire consequences that are certain to follow. The peak Gryffindor Oxford moment for Matthew is, of course, the moment that he dashes into the Bodleian to confront (and calm) Diana as she’s in full tornado mode. There’s nothing shrewd, or cunning, or cerebral in those moments - it’s Matthew operating on pure instinct, and it’s brave, daring, and chivalrous.

I noted that Diana’s Gryffindor nature intensifies the longer that she and Matthew are around each other. The same is true for Matthew around Diana, despite the conflict engendered by the approach-avoidance paradigm before their Hasty Vampire Elopement. BTW, you notice that we never ACTUALLY get any kind of verbalized explanation for what changes his mind and makes him return to France, commit to Diana, and defy the wrath of the Congregation? Doylist explanation screams GENRE, but the Watsonian (and, I guess, based on this ask, the Rowling-esque) paradigm says: DARING GRYFFINDOR EMOTIONAL DECISION-MAKING. (Or, as @burberrycanary might put it: Soft Vampire Caring.)

Anyway, I can’t GIF things with any measure of skill, but LORD, do I need me a gifset that juxtaposes Matthew’s icy-cold "that’s not how I operate” in 1.01 with the short scene in 1.06 in which he and Baldwin come to blows within ten seconds of Matthew entering the room. Asking someone a question and then slugging them before they can answer? Has there ever been any purer form of Gryffindor nonsense?

Seriously, Ysabeau gives me EXTREMELY strong Narcissa Malfoy vibes, but her thousand-yard stare anytime that Baldwin and Matthew start mixing it up makes me think that she and Molly Weasley would have a few things to talk about as well. Ysabeau de Clairmont has been dealing with this sibling rivalry shit for fifteen hundred years, and she is OVER IT.

I’ve been (gently! gently! with love) dragging Matthew and Gryffindors here for the past few paragraphs, so I should obviously also reiterate: that heroic Gryffindor chivalrousness, in conjunction with the conventions of the genre, helps to explain so many of the things that make him work as a protagonist character. Bravery in defense of the people he loves and the principles that he has adopted? We see that time and again with how he acts, not only in protection and support of Diana, but in his care for Marcus and Miriam and Hamish and the whole complement of people who end up under the roof of my beloved Bishop house. For Matthew, this chivalry and bravery is to some degree culturally “baked in” (the man was literally a knight), but it’s clearly also a major set of personality traits.

Like Diana, there’s a lot of emotional control overlaid onto Matthew’s character, quite a deep vein of natural cunning, and an underlying hunger for knowledge that helps to explain their intellectual attraction. But when it comes down to it - he’s got those Big Damn Hero instincts, just like Diana. So again, for my money - that’s one more for GRYFFINDOR!

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