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unravellingsilencehq · 1 year

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“Oh, Merlin, tell me, does THE INNOCENT ONE get what he deserves?” He is NEUTRAL, IMPRISONED & CLOSED to finding out.

— he walks through the world as ;

name → ashton whitley silas crump pronouns → he/him identification → cis-male year of birth → september 1941 - september 1942 face claim → josh hartnett blood status → muggle-born (werewolf) sexual orientation → pansexual occupation → criminal future information → n/a

— he is best described as ;

SAD eyes that have seen too MUCH. The scent of CIGARETTES and WHISKEY, like a night out you’d like to FORGET that’s etched into your BRAIN. He is a BROKEN man, once STRONG & SURE but years of DIFFICULT memories have FRAGMENTED him until he is a shell of the person he once was. But through the DARKNESS, there’s a FIRE. A GLIMMER of HOPE, that clings to him like a scent he can’t quite shake.

— his story starts with ;

An American werewolf once roaming the streets of London, Silas was born in Chicago, the eldest son of muggle business owner Christopher Whitley and his socialite wife Melissa O’Neil. Silas and his younger sister Rhiannon were raised with all the splendour their family name afforded. As the eldest in their family and the Whitley family’s only son, Silas was heir to the Whitley Whiskey fortune and would be designated the family distillery that sat proudly on the outskirts of Chicago alongside their lavish home. The Whitley family had been Whiskey men since the 1800s, the first and smallest distillery they owned was the one next to their home, after their family brand had expanded most operations took place where they had more land leaving the Chicago distillery as mostly a tourist destination and occasional playground for Silas and his younger sister. When strange things began to happen to Silas, Rihannon was the first person to notice. When some of his mother’s things would go missing the finger would be pointed at Silas though he’d sworn he hadn’t seen them. The day answers were finally offered to Silas he arrived home to a brown owl sitting on the bike rack, a letter in its mouth addressed to him.

Of course his parents had found the whole thing ludacris at first assuming it to be a hoax until Silas and his sister brought them proof they could no longer deny. Whiskey was what made their family famous. But the blend hadn’t been simply alcohol, it had been mixed with a potion and passed down. Ivermony was unlike anything Silas could have imagined, a beautiful castle which sat on the highest peak of Mount Greylock in the Berkshires of Western Massachusetts, the building itself was incredible and Silas felt lucky to be able to attend there. Silas enjoyed learning, particularly about the wizarding world and longed to find a place he fit amongst them. An experienced potioneer like his ancestors, Silas could brew anything he put his mind to, becoming popular amongst the students at Ilvermorny for his ability to mix muggle alcohol and potions into mind blowing elixirs. It was this talent that helped him catch the eye of Silas’ first girlfriend, OPHELIA DELACOUR [former partner]. Popping the question on her ninetieth birthday the pair got to work planning the wedding. Every other waking moment was spent at the factory with his father manufacturing their first blend of Whitley’s Wizard Whiskey which they would first serve to the world at the wedding.

After perfecting the formula Silas visited the pub with his friends, stumbling home drunk in the dark and attempting to find a taxi. But it wasn’t a taxi that found Silas that night. A beautiful woman who he had been speaking to that evening followed him into the alleyway behind the pub. Transforming into a beast before his very eyes, she bit Silas on the neck before sliding away into the dark. Managing to get home, Silas tried to hide what he had become. Brewing himself wolfsbane and drinking it religiously, Silas got into a new routine. Locking himself in the distillery on a full moon away from the eyes and ears of his family. Before he had known it the wedding was upon him. The night before his wedding Silas forgot to take his potion and after celebrating his last night of freedom and returned to the distillery to chain himself up for a difficult night ahead. Passing out in the chains due to the alcohol, he was unaware of a figure in the distillery attempting to untie him until it was too late. The next morning Silas awoke in the distillery to the sight of his sister torn to shreds on the floor in front of him and his whole world collapsing in on him.

Ashton Whitley could not live with what he had done, but Silas Crump might have a better life elsewhere dealing with the pain. London was where he chose to drown his sorrows, taking up a job in The White Wyvern before he was kicked out for draining their alcohol supply. That was when she found him. KAMALI SKENDER [partner] could smell their kind. The happiest Silas had been in a long while was at Le Cirque Des Rêves. Though the circus was composed mostly of creatures and shady figures, Silas was grateful to find himself hired as an alchemy act rather than a werewolf, dazzling punters with his ability to mix weird and wonderful drinks they enjoyed during the show. Kamali became the mentor he had never had, a werewolf who showed him that after the bite life goes on. CORIN HALE [daughter] eased a lot of the pain that still tore apart his soul, she became something of a daughter to him. His life was complicated but it was as happy as it could have been, until the night BELLATRIX BLACK [adversary] and RABASTAN LESTRANGE [adversary] appeared one evening in the audience.

Cornering Silas in a back alley in the centre of town, the pair revealed they had received information about his background and attempted to black mail him into joining a group they were building that would benefit people like Silas. Frightened that the truth would become known about his sister, Silas packed up his belongings and attempted to skip town before he was stopped by Corin. Silas hadn’t wanted to drag her into his mess but knowing she would follow him and risk her own safety he took her with him and the two left the circus. Silas had gotten as far as Nottingham before Bellatrix and Rabastan caught up with him, casting a memory charm on Silas and making off into the night with Corin. When Silas looked around him Corin was gone.. The moon had been full when she had disappeared, they had been taking their potion and he knew Corin wouldn’t leave him. Making his way back to London, Silas sought the help of defence lawyer RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE [acquaintance], knowing well that as soon as Corin was reported missing the finger would be pointed his way. Silas doesn’t remember a lot from that night, other than two figures and a flash of light before everything went dark.

But as his memory slowly began to improve another body showed up similar to that of his sister. BOOKER BAGNOLD [person of interest], torn to pieces and floating in a fountain with his name attached to the murder. Silas had gone on the run, splitting his time speaking with Rodolphus and his other lawyer ANDROMEDA BLACK [acquaintance] and searching for Corin. Their legal assistance was top notch and even Silas could see the holes in the Ministry’s case. Coming out of hiding, Silas stood trial at the Ministry and watched in horror as CLARICE FARIBAULT [acquaintance] told the court about Silas pattern of behaviour and how he had murdered his sister all those years ago. The judges voted and Silas lost, booking himself a one way ticket to Azkaban whilst Rodolphus had his head in his hands and Andromeda shed a single tear, promising to look for Corin. Now in Azkaban Silas life is at its lowest. Incarcerated for a crime he didn’t commit and with his daughter still missing Silas would stop at nothing to get back to her and is waiting for the right time to make his way back to London. All he needs is the right moment.

— HE IS A LEVEL 8 WIZARD & LEVEL 7 WEREWOLF HELD BACK FROM WAR ;

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winxbutbetterimo-ovo · 4 months

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Wizards of the black circle

They are Ogron (Absorption), Anagan (Super-Speed) , Gantlos (destruction), and Duman (shapeshifting) , and have a punk/goth look. they used to be a group of 5.

about 300 years ago, the Wizards resided on earth while it was being run by fairies. under teh faries, earth was lucious and kind, but there were goups of people who believed that it would be better if everyone was free. the terrestrial fairies ruled with an iron fist, not really allowing the humans who lived at their whims to progress with their technology. the wizards were a part of the group who wanted to be free of the fairies' rule, but they were quite extremists. they believed that the fairies were purposfully inhibiting technological growth and unfairly inprisoning people who tried to invent new things that make life too convenient, and would render the fairies useless. they were also worried that with new technology, the humans would declare war and wanted to fight (they r scared coz even tho they rule, humans still made up the majority of the population.)

Ogron lost his boyfriend this way, when he tried to invent something that made life easier for the non magical humans. (the fifth member) because of this, the rest of the wizards decided to dedicate their life to toppling the fairies from their lofty "position" as rulers of earth. at first they tried to be cordial, but the fairies declared war and started fighting, so the wizards retaliated and created the black circle.

Also they say they are immune to fairy magic but this doesnt mean all fairy magic. They r hust immune to direct magic attacks by fairies in their base, charmix, enchantix and terrestrial fairy forms.

Their new purpose is to capture all the Earth Fairies and steal their magic powers to become the masters of the Earth. To capture the fairies, they used a magical item called the Black Circle from which they created and get their name. They rip out the fairy’s wings and absorb the magic in them into the black circle. and their goal was to free earth from the fairies' rule. (but they get crazy coz they r on the same quest for like 300 years so as their powers grew, their ambission also grew to wanting to BECOME the new rulers of earth instead of just freeing earth.

they leave the fairies with stubs or not fully functional wings on their backs and can only fly short distances for a short time in season 4.

#winx headcanons #winx rewrite #winx #winx club redesign #magic winx #winx club #winx redesign

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wonderlust111 · 2 years

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Bridget Lestrange OC- Harry Potter fandom

Bridget Lestrange is a great granddaughter of Ariana Dumbledore who gave birth to Regulus Dumbledore few months before she was killed and there left Regulus in care of her brother Aberforth. In years of Regulus attending Hogwarts he met unknown witch whom he had a son with but was never married to her. Reginald Dumbledor was born in 1926. Reginald had a daughter in his years of Hogwarts with witch from Greengrass family in 1942 unfortunatlly witch died while giving birth to their daughter Bridget Anna Dumbledore.

Bridget attended Hogwarts from years 1963-1969 where she met a year older witch Bellatrix Black and was amazed by Bellatrixs bad reputation in school and how kids were scared of her but she wasn’t and for that reason Bellatrix also noticed her even tho she knew who Bridget was since she was Dumbledors great grannice.

They official met when Bridget intraduced herself to Bella and there they started a friendship that was stronger then anyone tought it would be considering Bridget was Griffyndor and Bellatrix was Slytherin. Even tho both Bridget and Bellatrx had titles of friends, soon Bridget relised she started to feel something more then just friend love twords Bellatrix and it seemed Bellatrix did as well.

They have dated in secret trought whole time being together in Hogwarts. When Bellatrix graduated Hogwarts she became a death eater and married member of respectable pure-blood Rodolphus Lestrange. It was little to say that broke Bridget and she had for the first time felt pure rancor in her blood, but not twords Bellatrix but twords her husband Bridget knew Bella wasn’t in love with but her so she was ready to do anything to get her back.

Soon after Bridgets graduation from hogwarts she also became death eater but not because she wanted to be loyal follower of Dark Lord but to get love of her life back. Bridget wasn’t evil perosn like other death eaters or voldemort himself but if it ment she could be with Bellatrix she would have done anything even if it ment hurting people she loved. Soon after she becane death eater she was ordered to kill her father witch she did. And not long after she reunited with Bellatrix. They got married after Bellatrix killed her husband due to Dark Lords commands after his betrail twords Dark Lord. T

heir marriege took place around year of 1970 and thats the moment when two were loyal Dark Lords followers. In year 1982 when famous Harry Potter has defeted Dark Lord while being just a baby and sat wizarding world free from war, Bellatrix and other death eaters were inprisoned in Azkaban but Bridget has managed to convince minestry that she was inocen like Malfoys did. Bellatrix even ‘addmitted’ puttin imperio charm on her even thought it was just a lie so Bridget could rescue Bella from Azkaban once she was imprisoned. But it didn’t work out because of Lucius Malfoy who held Bridget back from doing it so they wouldn’t be exposed as well if anything wnt wrong.

So Bridget lived with Malfoys and for that time she have trained every day to become stronger then ever when it all falls down again. Bridget was even shown working with Peter on aliving Lord Voldemort again. And after Bellatrix was out of azkaban they reunited and Bridget never left her side.

“Line between love and madness is thin”

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter fandom #harry potter oc #bellatrix black #bellatrix lestrange #malfoy #hogwarts

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indigobackfire · 2 years

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Lee Family - pt. 2 - The Grandmas

Lorna Louise Mary Lee

Her eyes and words are so icy

Oh but she burns

Like rum on the fire

Hot and fast and angry as she can be

I walk my days on a wire (.)

“ Indigo makes an effort to keep her chest puffed and her head held high, but it was hard keeping the facade — the woman could suck up one's confidence as easy a Dementor, with cold eyes that with just a glance could wear her down. She is nothing like her own grandma, warm, welcoming, fun; Lorna Lee instead is cold, snobbish, vain. She smiles condescendingly down at Indigo who offers an explicitly forced one in return. Barnaby then takes and holds Indigo's hand, looking serious and unaffected, making her wonder how bright his soul had to be to survive the darkness of hers. ”

Lorna is the grandmother Barnaby often mentions and lives with. (Grace Kelly as a faceclaim cause, I'm sorry, I will not be accepting ugly mean grandma.)

Indigo expected his grandma to look like a hag, as horrible and repulsive as those described in DADA books, it would be the only way her looks would match her attitude. But upon seeing her, she notices how foolish the thought was — in Barnaby's genes there was part of her, however significant or not. Before her was a woman that didn't seem much older than her own grandma, dressed like old money usually does, discreetly but classy. But one thing was there as she expected, that look of superiority as if Indigo and everyone else wasn't worthy of existing in the same universe as her.

Lorna had always been this condescending bitch, the definition of girlboss gaslight gatekeep, but she gets worse after the consecutive happenings of her daughter turning her head against her and leaving, her husband's death that happened when Barnaby was about 7, then her favorite child, Earnest, being inprisoned after the 1st wizarding war. Barnaby really experiences her in most bitter and lonely years, because instead of offering him her best so that he'd become a better version of his dad, she only knows to take her resentfulness out on him and be her coldest self.

If I could point out a good she passed down to him out of all the bad, was the fact she made him extremely assiduous through her military-like tutelage — he takes good care of his room and things, nails cut, hair brushed, face clean, calligraphy respectful, table manners, good posture, etc. Some of these go out the window when he's far from her eyes — because he's a wild slightly unhinged child, that'll never change —, but many stay ingrained in his brain for years to come.

Innes Fraser Swanhild

I'm headed straight for the castle

They wanna make me their queen

And there's an old man sitting on the throne

That's saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean (.)

“ Indigo had only heard of the woman once or twice in all the years she had known Barnaby, and yet she knew it was her approaching them. Not only because of her age or appearance, but also the luxurious outfit and thick diamond necklace she displayed. It matched Barnaby's description of her — opulent, discreetly cocky, and with an expression that said 'isn't my presence so wonderful?' She was tastefully surprised the woman had come to their wedding considering how unpresent she had been in his life. Yet Indigo smiles, of course he was delighted to see her. ”

Innes is Barnaby's maternal grandmother who he's distant from, considering his mother wasn't Innes' favorite between her siblings and wished another daughter of hers had married Earnest. Then Ferelith goes and gets herself entangled with DE business then lands in Azkaban. She doesn't even consider going to Barnaby's aid after his parents are arrested — though I don't think Lorna would even let him go with her either way, cause he reminds her too much of Earnest, same reason why Innes might feel appalled by him at that point.

I don't have much to say about her, just a way of explaining why Barnaby ended up with one and not the other. Though wouldn't be much better with Innes and her family, as they'd probably be way more neglectful than Lorna is.

To keep in the line of old Hollywood faceclaims, Katharine Hepburn was used.

#lorna lee #innes swanhild #aesthetics #the lee family #barnaby lee #these were surprisingly fun to do #grandma lee #hphm

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grangers-broomstick · 3 years

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”Hold on, I tried to call Ron, who is this?” Potter doesn’t sound even a little bit out of breath. Twat. Draco sees him run past the Tom Ford store and silently prays that the awful looking grey monster with tentacles that is following Potter doesn’t destroy one of his favorite stores.

”Someone who’s watching this spectacle live. Merlin, I feel like im watching a muggle moving picture, a film is it? Anyways, Potter, watch out behind you,” Draco replies, and takes a sip of his tea. He watches as Potter hastily points his wand at that thing behind him. ”That beast was about to slice you in half, you really ought to be more careful. Didn’t they teach you anything at auror training?”

”What?” Is all Potter says and Draco silently contemplates how he managed to become an auror with such underdeveloped critical thinking skills and terrible awareness of his surroundings. Draco thinks he is absolutely daft.

”Wrong number, and before you ask, yes I am a wizard with a muggle telephone and no I have no clue how to successfully operate this thing. It’s been fun to try though,” Draco takes another slow sip of his tea. Just twenty minutes prior, Draco had sat himself down at this café somewhere in central London for a calm, extremely boring brunch. And then Potter came to ruin it by blasting a bunch of slimey, grey tentacle monsters right down the block. Typical. ”Please, Potter, get this over with. I would very much like to enjoy my brunch as soon as possible.”

”Who are you?” Draco watches as he almost dies, again, and rolls his eyes. He feels as though he should probably be startstruck that Harry Potter, of all people, accidentally called him on his muggle flip phone, but honestly? He’s been through more shocking things. He thinks.

”The name is Draco Malfoy,” Draco tells him as he watches Potter turn a corner up ahead, and he’s gone in a swoosh of monsters and red flashes of light. ”Anyways, you should probably hang up now to focus on that thing following you, it’s about to turn the same corner you just did.”

Draco hears Potter’s swear through the phone, and then a list of spells shouted in rapid fashion. Most likely at the beast. ”Uhm, okay, thanks,” he says.

”Whatever,” Draco says, and then snaps shut his flip phone. He continues to sip his tea.

***

Almost four weeks later, Draco’s phone rings again whilst he is cooking dinner. He doesn’t recognise the number, but he picks up anyway.

”Oh thank Merlin, Ron. Please tell me how to stop a densaugeo hex,” Potter’s, now familiar, voice says.

Draco sighs. ”Still not Ron,” he replies. ”But just use a shrinking charm, it should do the job.”

”Huh? Who is this?”

Draco sighs again, this time annoyingly and loud enough for Potter to hear over the phone. The water starts to boil over in the pot on the stove and he turns down the heat slightly. ”Draco Malfoy, same person you called when those awful grey things were trying to kill you, do you recall? Reducio should save whatever has been hexed, you’re welcome.”

”Thanks,” Potter says, hesitantly. ”So, I still have the wrong number in my phone?”

”Well, considering I’m not Ron or his affair de coeur, yes, it seems so Potter,” Draco snarls, and smirks as he hears Potter laugh on the other line.

”Alright, that’s fair. Thank you,” Potter replies. Draco hears him mutter the charm under his breath faintly. ”Draco, was it?”

”Yes, I’ve told you that twice now,” Draco turns of the stove with a flick of his wand and pours the pasta into a bowl. ”Well, I would like to enjoy my dinner now so, goodbye.”

He hangs up the phone and eats his dinner in the living room. He thinks about Potter.

”Merlin what an idiot,” he says out loud.

***

Draco’s phone rings while he is at work only a week later, and Draco already knows who’s calling. Not that he is keeping track. He rolls his eyes and picks up.

”Hurry up, I’m busy,” Draco says, adding two drops of flobberworm mucus to his cauldron and stirring 4 times clockwise.

”Hey Draco,” Potter says, sounding awfully entertained. Draco huffs. ”Am I disturbing you?”

”As a matter of fact, you are indeed Potter. I’m working, get to it,” he says, and tries to focus on the dreamless sleep he’s making.

”Just wondering, do you know anywhere I could get some blood-replenishing potion? The Apothecary has run out and it’s sort of urgent.”

Draco hums into the phone, and presses it in between his shoulder and head in order to cut up some lavender. ”If you’re brave enough, Mr Mulpepper’s is on Knockturn Alley. If you just walk past Borgin’s and to the left, you should see it.”

”You think I’m scared? I defeated Voldemort, I think I can manage Knockturn Alley,” Potter says, and Draco can practically feel the grin on his face.

This would probably be a good time to owl Pansy to admit that he has been properly enamoured by Britain’s golden boy. Ugh. Not fair. Totally not fair.

”You’re not half as cute as you think you are, Potter,” he lies through his teeth. He stirs the cauldron anti-clockwise and adds the lavender.

Potter chuckles, and Draco feels it in his whole body. ”No, but you’re probably twice as cute as I think you are,” he says. ”Anyway, thanks for the tip Draco,” and then he hangs up.

Draco stares at the cauldron of dreamless sleep for at least, like, five minutes. He should be shocked that this was the third time Potter rang, if he wasn’t so dumfounded by the fact that Potter was flirting with him. Harry Potter had called him, on purpose, to flirt with him.

Draco fucks up the dreamless sleep. It turns blue. He gives up on trying to save it after that.

***

Just a few days later Draco is on his way to have a few drinks with Blaise and Pansy, when the phone rings. Draco would very much like to ignore it, but the ringtone is so immensely antagonising he thinks it should be illegal.

”Again, Potter, really? Be quick about it, I’m a busy person,” Draco drawls into the phone.

”Draco Lucius Malfoy, born 5th of June 1980 in Forcalquier, France. Son and only heir to Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy, née Black. Oh, you’re Sirius’ cousin, how fun, I’m totally going to make fun of him for that. Anyway, your father was a notorious death eater, played a major role in the second wizarding war and was considered You-Know-Who’s second in command. Very interesting. Your aunt was quite infamous too, Bellatrix Lestrange. She tortured me once, you know. You grew up in France and attended Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, I suspect for reasons being to stay away from your father, perhaps. Graduated top of your class three years ago, and works as a potioneer, is that right?”

Draco draws in a sharp breath. He had stopped walking and was standing in the middle of the street as if he had been hit with a petrificus totalus. Mild panic claws at his chest, but he continues walking. He couldn’t quite place the voice, but it sounds awfully familiar. The person is soft spoken, and the speech didn’t sound cruel, so he tries to calm down.

”That is indeed right, may I ask who I’m talking to?” Draco asks, trying to sound nonchalant. He drags a shaky hand through his hair.

”Oh yes, of course, my apologies,” the voice says, a bit muffled, as if the person is moving around. ”The name’s Hermione Granger.”

Ah. A lightbulb in Draco’s head turns on. ”Miss Granger, what a pleasure. Thank you for calling, I was just thinking about my cousin, Sirius was it? Last I heard he escaped Azkaban, how thrilling.”

”Hm, yes that was quite some time ago. He’s doing well now, all the things he had been inprisoned for were a lie, so,” Granger gets cut off by someone and there is quiet mumbling. He tries to make out the words but to no luck. Instead, he focuses on the directions to the pub. Something rastles over the phone, and Granger is back. ”Well, I just thought I’d call. Harry’s been very smitten as of late.”

”How fun for him,” Draco says and hangs up. He speeds up the pace.

The next evening, Draco had just walked through the front door to his apartment when that dreadful ringtone starts again. He slams the door shut and walks to his bedroom.

”You know, usually, people don’t keep calling the wrong number, Potter,” he says and squeezes the phone between his shoulder and cheek. ”And, I would very much like a peaceful evening so if this is Granger, please spare me the speech about my own family tree.”

”Wait what?” Potter’s voice fills his ears and he closes his eyes and shivers. ”Hermione? She did what?”

Draco unclasps his robes and shrugs them off his shoulders. He starts at unbuttoning his pants and curses as he almost stumbles over them as they fall to his his ankles.

”Draco, are you okay?” Potter says, sounding concerned. ”What are you… are you undressing?”

”What an excellent observation, Potter. But don’t get your wand in a knot, this isn’t some awful sex line,” he replies and steps out of his pants. He pulls on some old pyjama pants. ”I don’t think you could afford me, if I’m honest.”

Potter laugh is loud through the phone and Draco basks in it for just a moment. He pulls on a t-shirt and flicks a folding charm at his clothes before making his way to the kitchen.

”You’re funny Draco, but what was that about Hermione? What did she do?”

”Oh Merlin Potter, don’t worry. She just called me to kindly remind me of my heritage and the fact that my family is insane, no harm done,” Draco mutters and heats up his two day old Chinese takeout with a wave of his wand.

”Oh fuck, fuck, I’m- I’m sorry Draco, really,” Potter sounds annoyed. Draco wonders if Granger is in trouble. ”I’m going to have to call you back.”

Draco hums, ”Please don’t. I’m going to be asleep in approximately fifteen minutes, and I need my precious beauty sleep. Why do you think I wake up looking perfect every day? Ugh, you understand nothing Potter, imbecile.”

Draco hears another one of Potter’s dark chuckles before he hangs up, and silently prays to Salazar that he’s not going to be woken up by the phone ringing tomorrow morning.

***

The phone doesn’t ring the next morning, or the next until its been almost two weeks since he last spoke to Potter. Bit it’s Thursday afternoon, and Harry Potter walks into Mr Mulpepper’s potions shop. Draco is up front at the register today, and Merlin how he wished he was in the back brewing something right about now.

Potter steps through the door and the bell makes a little jingle. He heads straight for the hangover potions and takes a couple of vials before looking at Draco. He watches as Potter looks him up and down, and he wonders if he knows that it’s him. If maybe Granger had told him about Draco and his family, and maybe that’s why he hadn’t called in a few weeks.

He swallows and throws a small smile at Potter. He smiles back. Okay, Draco thinks, maybe he doesn’t know.

”Just these, please,” Potter says, and puts the vials on the counter carefully. He shoves his hand in a pocket of his robes.

”That’ll be 2 galleons and 10 sickles, Potter,”

Potter’s head shoots up and his movements stop completely. They stare at each other for a few uncomfortably long seconds. Draco looks away first.

”What, forgotten how to count, have you? I really don’t have all day, we have lots of customers you know,” he snarks. Potter shakes his head and slowly, a grin lights up his face. Draco wants to strangle him.

”There’s no one here but me,” Potter says and pulls out a few galleons more than necessary and puts them on the counter between them. Draco huffs out a laugh. ”I’m sorry, I haven’t… I never called you back, work has been hectic.”

He’s still grinning. His hair is in it’s usual mess, looking like he had just had a proper shag. I want to shag him, Draco thinks. Ugh. Not fair, so not fair.

”Hm, you don’t owe me anything, Potter. I was wondering why you kept calling in the first place,” Draco says. Merlin, was his voice a bit shaky? It is totally Potter’s fault for making him nervous.

”Well, what can I say? I kind of like the arsehole that picks up,” Potter says and Draco can feel a smile growing on his own face too. He blames Potter for his future wrinkles.

”Well Potter, are you insinuating that you’ve been calling me only for my arse? I already told you, you can’t afford me,” Draco says and picks nervously at his nails. He looks down and counts out the money since Potter is too preoccupied with staring, still.

The man hums, and Draco closes his eyes briefly. “I mean, it’s a beautiful arse, don’t get me wrong. But, I think the sarcastic personality does it for me too.”

Draco lets himself laugh now, and shoves Potter lightly with a hand to his chest. He swears at Salazar for making Harry Potter so fucking fit.

“So, Draco, what do you say about a date?”

Draco is going to kill him.

#uhm #idk how draco got a phone lets just ignore that part #i haven’t written anything in so long this is so crusty #this is sort of a thanks for 3k followers ig #so thank u guys #i love u #drarry #harry potter #draco malfoy #draco x harry #hermione granger #hp #drarry fic #very much inspired by side bitch out of your league by rohkeutta #defo recommend

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ashes-and-ashes · 4 years

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Can you write a cute little one shot of married!drarry babysitting Ron and Hermiones toddler and them playing any game and at the end of the game one of them says they want a kid?

You have: 15 new voicemails.

Message One:

“Hey Ron, it’s Harry. Why am I saying that it’s me. You have my number saved, right? I hope so, cause I’m babysitting your fucking kid. Ah, shoot I probably shouldn’t swear so much, right? Not my fault - Draco swears like a Scottish sailor when he gets mad. Anyways, just wanted to let you know it’s all okay and hope you enjoy your date with ‘Mione. Hope you get some. You need it.”

Message Two:

“Hey Ron. So uh, I know Hermione left dinner for Rose but she wouldn’t eat it. Like full on, tantrum, wouldn’t eat it. And I know that I’m the boy who lived and everything, blah blah but seriously mate, I’m panicking? What do I do?”

Message Three:

“Yeah so Draco and I are never having kids. Rose wouldn’t eat, so we asked her what her favourite food was and she said fried eggs? So Draco made her some, and she seemed pretty happy until she started asking for dessert. And - your kid is going to be a pathological liar, I swear cause she said she was allowed ice cream? And we gave her some because what else were we supposed to do? Do babies usually stick to the ceiling? How long until they fall off?”

Message Four:

“Ron, I appreciate that you’ve probably turned your phone off cause you’re in the theatre or some shit but Rose is bouncing off the walls. Literally. And she’s shitting sparks. Is this natural kid behavior? Kid-wizard-baby thing that I conveniently missed out on? Please help me because I have no idea what to do and - oh god, the toaster is sparking. DRACO, WHY IS THE FUCKING TOASTER SPARKING??”

Message Five:

“Ron I am the smartest person I know. Hermione said that her favourite treat was those sugar quills right? We bribed her to get off the roof with those. Now she is happily sucking on one of them whilst Draco changes her nappy and I do the dishes. On an unrelated note you really need to stop buying these graphic mugs because they are horrible. Your “My wand is the largest” one is disgusting and Draco nearly choked when he saw it. And also...if you want to stop by a toaster shop on your way home?”

Message Six:

“Weasley. It’s Draco. I want to assure you I am never having kids because your child is a demon and I hope that the stained glass window in your study wasn’t terribly expensive because Rose just flew out of it. Don’t worry, Harry is going to get her but I’m afraid she may have flown rather far, due to the whole levitating sherbets - What? How was I supposed to know that? Harry you idiot, I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to mention the sherbet? How do I delete voice mail - Harry? Harry you’re the fucking Muggle here - Harry? Harry??”

Message Seven:

“Hi Ron, it’s Harry. Not to worry, everything is going to plan, Rose and I are just...getting some fresh air?”

“Your acting skills are tremendious, Harry.”

“Fuck off Draco, we’re - don’t worry, Ron, your child isn’t lost, she’s just a bit...High? Physically, not mentally. I mean, we wouldn’t have given her drugs, that’s a big no-no and - DRACO? DRACO IS THAT - I’ll call you back!!”

Message Eight:

“Hey, so it’s Pansy and Harry just wanted me to let you know to not worry, everything is under control. We’re going to find Rose and he promises she’ll be okay - oh sorry? I wasn’t supposed to mention that? Okay you fucking call then asshole!”

Message Nine:

“This is Blaise. I’m not sure if I’ve ever called you before but first time for everything. We have it all under control - Draco just invited Pans and I over because your daughter is a...handful. Anyways, enjoy your date.”

Message Ten:

“Hello, I am the hidden heir to the Black Fortune, and I am currently wrongfully inprisoned in Azkaban. I need you to open up a Gringott’s account so I can transfer thirty million galleons to you. I need an outside source to hold my money while I arrange for my release. If you would just send me the account details, I will allocate a significant reward to you once I am free. Please call me back, or send an Owl.”

Message Eleven:

“It’s Theo. Yep, the whole gang came over because it’s hard work caring for your spawn. Also, it takes a village to raise a child right? Anyways, just wanted to reassure you that your child is definitely at home with us and not halfway up a tree in the middle of the park. I promise I’m not be sarcastic. Potter, stop making that face at me. Potter - “

Message Twelve:

“Harry here - she’s fine, I promise Ron, swear it on my life, she’ll be okay, alright? Just enjoy your date and - you haven’t even answered your phone yet, oh god, all the voicemails BLAISE YOU HALFBLOOD GET YOUR ASS HERE - “

Message Thirteen:

“ - how’d she get into a fucking tree - “

“ - floated?”

“ - fucking helpful you piece of - “

“ - someone get me a ladder or a rope - “

“ - rope? Gonna climb your way to the top Pans?”

“ - make yourself fucking useful - “

“ - god is she spinning? A twirling, psychotic baby?”

“ - best friend’s daughter so shut your face Zabini - “

“ - will never, ever have children - “

“ - with the amount you and Potter bang it’s highly fucking unlikely that you won’t have children - “

“ - THAT’S NOT HOW BIOLOGY WORKS - “

“ - do you have her? I think - “

“ - YOU CAN’T HAVE A CHILD BY STICKING A DICK UP - “

“ - oh my god this was recording the whole time - “

“ - turn it off, turn it off - “

“ - oh god it’s fucking sending HARRY - “

Message Fourteen:

“It’s okay, Ron, we have her. This is Draco by the way. We’re on our way home now and - no. No, Harry, get that grin off your face - “

Message Fifteen:

“Hi Ron, it’s Harry again. Rose is asleep and I was thinking, all this chaos has taught me that I actually operate pretty well under stress. I think...I think I might want to have a kid. What do you think?”

#drarry #drarry fanfic #ronmione #draco malfoy #harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasley #drabbles!!#pansy parkinson #blaise zabini #theodore nott #drarry fluff

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dhiatzs · 3 years

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Okay I guess I made too much chill stuff around Sorcerio and Odval and not enough angst but like

Since I’ve watched episode 5 of Part 3 I’ve been having this headcanon so I guess I’ll offload it all

TW abuse/violence and inprisonment below, don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with these subjects. Also there will be vague spoilers about Disenchantment part 3 ep 3 and 5

I’ve got this headcanon/AU that Sorcerio and Odval both were in the Freak Show we see in episode 5.

Odval is literally a non-human creature, or at least looks like so (he has pointy ears and three eyes) and Sorcerio is, or at least calls himself, a wizard. The both of them would probably be "””freaks””” material enough for the Freak Show Animator (who I’ll call FSA from now on (yeah I suppose he has a name but idc he’s an asshole))

With what we know about them, I think Odval would’ve been a Steamland inhabitant for a little while, and simply would have hidden his third eye to live in peace, until he was discovered and imprisonned by FSA. That’s why he looks like he knows more about Steamland and modern things such as the fact earth is round and how to use a gun. On the other hand, I see Sorcerio as more of a Dreamland inhabitant, but who has been travelling to find Elfwood or something of the kind. This is why he's less aware of the modern world. Sorcerio learns more about various subjects during his travel, such as science or medicine, but while crossing FSA’s path, his gullible nature has failed him. FSA has made him sign a contract so he works for him, and eventually locked him up against his will

Odval and Sorcerio were locked next to each other’s cells.

They never were able to see each other but Sorcerio liked to cheer Odval up by trying to show him some magic tricks. FSA often hit him on the hands because Sorcerio stick them out. He’s wearing gloves because if people looked closely, they could spot some marks of the hits. Odval, in exchange, told him multiple stories to comfort him when he wasn’t okay. In the end, Odval gave Sorcerio hope, and Sorcerio made Odval smile.

They broke out of the Freak Show at the same time but got separated and never saw each other again...

... until Dreamland. Odval managed to climb the social ladder and to be at Dagmar’s service, while Sorcerio was a travelling wizard. Dagmar, Zog and their people attended one of his shows, and though it was mediocre, Odval recognized his voice and his tricks and managed to convince Dagmar to recruit him as a royal scientist, guaranteing her that he will more than grateful towards her and will serve her until the end of his life.

they fell in love af

Since they’ve been mistreated in the past, they grow antipathic towards Zog who’s not the most considering person and who sometimes hit them

(The Seekers were most definitely a thing at that time but without the sex part)

(but the members of the Seekers probably started to have orgies around the time Sorcerio started frequenting the castle)

(so they decided to just mix the two)

also have a lazy drawing because

#disenchantment #disenchantment spoilers #disenchantment sorcerio #disenchantment odval #sorcerio and odval #sorodval #zog #dagmar #freak show #tw abuse #tw imprisonment #cw abuse #cw imprisonment

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thundarrtheblogarian · 3 years

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Episode 3: Mindok the Mind Menace

A lot to cover in this alliterative episode. The evil General Zoa and his lieutenants come upon the ruins of a NASA space center in their amphibious war vehicle and enter in search of the “ice people” their leader, Mindok the all-powerful wizard, has tasked them with finding. Thundarr, Ariel and Ookla see them entering the center and go after them, thwarting their mission despite Zoa’s magic gem staff, which Thundarr breaks. With Zoa and his goons in retreat the heroes discover the “ice people” who are really NASA scientists who have been frozen in suspended animation presumably for a space mission that was waylaid by the apocalypse. Thundarr cuts them out of the ice with this sun sword and after waking like napping children the scientists are horrified at the sight of Ookla as well as their nightmarish new reality. Things only get worse when Mindok himself arrives, and having punished Zoa and his men by shrinking them and inprisoning them in what appears to be a snow globe, absconds with the scientists to his island stronghold. Determined to save the scientists for some reason, Thundarr cuts an old space capsule in half and they use it as a raft to travel to Mindok’s stronghold. Unfortunately the island is guarded by “firewhales”, horned whales that shoot fire from their horns, one of whom swallows Ariel at the commercial break cliffhanger.

Thundarr rescues Ariel from the whale’s mouth and Ookla headbutts another whale and swimming to shore Ariel grouses about Moks smelling bad when wet (Ariel’s got jokes). We learn that Mindok’s reason for wanting the 2,000 year old scientists is that he was once a NASA scientist like them — hence his cool astronaut helmet — whose body was destroyed in the cataclysm. But thankfully his brain survived through wizardry and now he needs them to build him a kickass robot body, which for some reason he needs to fly the war machine space ship he has built. As they are working on that the heroes invade the stronghold but Mindok captures them with magic snakes, pictured, and shrinks them down to be imprisoned in a snow globe. The scientists complete the robot body and implants Mindok’s living brain into it.

Mindok takes his war machine space ship to terrorize a ruined city which I have to assume is Orlando. Thundarr frees himself and his pals from the snow globe with the sun sword, which magically reverts them back to normal size. They go after the warship on horseback, jumping onto its hull via a toppled skyscraper and getting inside, horses included. They battle Mindok in the cockpit by and his ruined robot body causes the ships control into orbit, and the heroes, on horseback, jump free of the rocket and land in the water, somehow surviving the fall.

The scientists explain to our heroes that Mindok’s undying brain will now orbit the world forever, and that they are cool with their new life here in the apocalyptic wasteland and plan to use their ancient knowledge to maybe help people and do some exploring. Ariel hopes they’ll all meet again soon.

This one was a satisfying brain-boiler with many great WTF moments. I like to think it mostly took place in Titusville Florida, hometown of my wife Jennifer Yarbrough. 5 stars.

#thundarr the barbarian #thundarr #episode #cartoon #recap #bluray

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Me again! How does this sound? -> The individual leading the charge to bring back this entity needs a powerful mage to do so. Knowing this powerful mage won't do so willingly, they need find a way to encourage her to help and decide to seek out these magical items that contain her old adventuring buddies, that were trapped to prevent them from stopping a plot to drive the mage mad using a magical item. To keep their distance, they have an agent pose as a stranger in a pub and mention these items to an individual that has an affinity for magical items. This individual hires the players to get the items for him. When they deliver them, an assassin shows up and kills him and takes the items. I'm thinking of having this individual being the one from the beginning that's in the town and investigating the goblin ritual. She can kill this individual with a knife from the shop that the players visited in the beginning and would recognize if they look. Once they figure out it's her, investigating her home town (which they will know) will link them to the original war/conflict involving this entity that they are trying to bring back.

This sounds like a very intriguing story. Though I’m not gonna lie, it was a little difficult to follow along at some parts😅

So to summarize, and, please, correct me if I’m wrong:

Bad guy wants the Mage to help them -> the Mage says no

-> the Mage has some friends [her adventuring buddies] who were trapped/inprisoned inside of some magical items-> the reason why they were inprisoned inside these items was to keep them from stopping a plot-> the plot was to use a magical item to drive the Mage mad

The Bad guy wants these magical items that contain the Mages friends, so that they can use said items to persuade the Mage-> they hire someone to talk to an items enthusiast-> items enthusiast hires the Party to go get him these items-> right after the Party delivers him these items, an assassin comes and kills the items enthusiast

-> the assassin was actually the Mage, who used a knife from the knife shop that the players had visited earlier on-> once the Party figures out that it was the Mage, they’ll know where to investigate about her-> they go to the Mages hometown and learn more about the war and this evil entity

The most of it sounds pretty solid; My only real questions right now are

why was there a plot to drive the Mage mad?

Why are those items missing? Why wouldn’t the Mage have the items containing her friends?

How was the Bad guy planning to use those items against the Mage?

Now there’s a multitude of reasons why someone wanted the mage to go mad, ranging from jealous rivals to governments wanting to keep her silent.

As for the second question, I gotta wonder why the Mage wouldn’t have those items to begin with. If I use my fan-theorist brain, my guess would be a) someone stole them from her, or b) due to some magical mishap, the items got scattered across the continent. Personally, I’d say option a) is the more interesting one, mainly for the angst potential that comes from a devastated Wizard. It would also give her a good reason as to why she’s suddenly willing to stab someone to death; she’s desperate to get her friends back. If the plot to drive the Mage insane is still ongoing, then pushing her into committing heinous acts to try and get her friends back might just do the trick.

For the third question, my fan theory would be that the bad guy was going to offer the Mage a deal: if she helps them release this entity, then in return, they would help her release her friends.

This entire plot line does sound really interesting though, and, if I may say so, it reeks of some wonderful ANGST potential 😈

How far would the Mage go to save her friends? Can her friends even be saved? How much are they suffering inside those items? And how much will the world suffer if the Mage accepts the deal?

This whole tragedy is just writing itself! It’s wonderful.

If I could give a suggestion on how to make it even angstier: what if it was the Mage herself who (inadvertently) locked her friends away? She was already in the process of getting driven insane, and in her partial madness, she trapped her friends in the items. Now she carries an unimaginable guilt around, and is desperate to undo her mistake and free her friends. Maybe even desperate enough to doom the world...

If I misunderstood anything , do feel free to correct me; these are just my thoughts and ramblings on this, and it is your story in the end. And a pretty exciting one at that! Looking at this, I feel like you’ve got a really good campaign in the making

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #cr #dnd homebrew #dnd ask #feel free to ask me anything dnd related #✨#also ‚ forgive me if I‘ve made any spelling or grammar mistakes #my brain just got fried in three different languages 😭

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