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marauderstars · 1 year
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Sirius: I thought we said bros before hoes!
James: But my hoe is your bro!
Regulus: I’m literally standing right here…
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toomanyfandoms4me · 1 year
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Sirius: I thought we said bros before hoes!
James: But my hoe is your bro!
Regulus: I’m literally standing right here…
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fool-inthe-rain · 11 months
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All the Right Reasons
Sirius Black x Potter!Reader
wc: 1500~
Content: Fluff!!!! Angst if you squint. Use of she/her pronouns, use of Y/N. Let me know if I missed anything. 
Request: I’m a hoe for Sirius Black and was wondering if you could write a Sirius Black x Potter!reader secret relationship. Maybe some sneaking around and getting found out and James being mad or something but with a happy ending. 
Anon I'm so sorry this took much longer than I expected it to. Thank you so much for the request and I hope you enjoy reading!
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To say they were in love, well, that would be an understatement. The pair were totally and completely infatuated with each other. They did a remarkable job of hiding their intimacy, however. The only other person who knew about the relationship between Sirius Black and Y/n Potter was, of course, Remus Lupin. It’s not like they wanted him to know, but when he walked in on them making out on Sirius’s bed, it was pretty difficult from there on out to hide what was going on from him. 
Remus was, unsurprisingly, incredibly supportive of them. Sure, he was skeptical at first. Who wouldn’t be? Sirius Black, best friend of James Potter, and dating his twin sister? Remus made it a point to set boundaries, even though he knew, he didn’t want to hear about it or see anything too relationship-y from either of them. The less he knew the better. The last thing he wanted was to know every detail of their relationship, and have James find out he knew. Remus knew Sirius and y/n better than either would admit, that being said, even though they had been diligent so far, he knew how incredibly unstealthy the two were. James was bound to find out sooner rather than later. 
Summer was hard. What with Sirius living with the Potters and all. This was his third summer with them, and his last, as they were going into 7th year and would–hopefully–be graduating. Sirius spent his nights waiting for James to fall asleep so he could sneak into y/n’s room. He was exceedingly grateful that James was such a heavy sleeper. 
Sirius was already laying out a game plan in his mind for how he and y/n would get ample alone time during the three-month break. He figured it wouldn’t be much different than last summer, but he still wanted to be prepared for what he liked to call ‘unprecedented changes to the mission’ the mission being their relationship. To his credit, Hogwarts was much larger and much easier to sneak around in, so y/n let him have his silly code phrases as long as it meant they would still be able to get away from James when needed. 
They had gotten home late, as the ride from Kings Cross to the Potter’s home was excruciatingly long and boring. Euphemia and Fleamont let them know in the car that come morning, they would be heading out for a small family engagement on the coast. James and y/n were not expected to attend as it was extended family they really had no relationship with. As soon as Sirius heard the house would be free of adults for a few days the gears started turning in his head. When they had finally gotten home, decisions were silently made between Sirius and y/n to just sleep for the night, no sneaking around. They were too drowsy to be careful. 
Sirius and James parted ways from y/n and made their way to their shared bedroom only a few doors down from hers. 
“Thinking of going out tomorrow with a few old friends from the neighborhood. You game?” James asked Sirius, turning his head to look at his friend.
Sirius smirked from where he was standing, facing away from James. 
“Nah mate, you have fun. I think I’m just gonna hang out here, maybe see about that motorcycle I had been telling you about.” He was trying to hide the smile from his voice. This was almost too perfect. Effie and Fleamont would be out, James would be out, and then there were two. 
“Alright, well if you change your mind…” James’s sentence trailed off into a yawn. “Godric, I’m bloody tired.”
“Me too.” Was all Sirius could get out before he caught James’s yawn. 
James turned the light off and within seconds the pair was asleep. The next morning, as per usual, y/n was up early, in time to see her parents off. James woke up around mid-morning and when the clock hit 12:30, Sirius was still sound asleep. 
“I’m heading out for the day. I’ll be home around dinner.” James yelled as he left the shared bedroom, slinging a backpack over his shoulder.
“Mhm, whatever.” Sirius grumbled from under his sheets, sticking one limp hand out to wave away his best friend. 
James made his way out the door, offering a quick goodbye to his sister while tousling her hair. When she was sure he had left, she silently made her way upstairs, creaking open the door to Sirius’s bedroom. 
“I thought you left?” Sirius once again grumbled in annoyance, if there was one thing he hated more than his family, it was being woken up. 
“Oh? And where exactly was I supposed to be going?” y/n snickered teasingly.
Sirius turned around in the bed, enough so he was facing the door. A large smile was plastered on his face as he held the sheets up signaling for her to join him. Of course, she did, when Sirius Black wants you in his bed, you go. 
He draped an arm around her waist, running his hand up and down her back as they two just admired each other, and basked in the silence of the house. 
“This is nice.” She squeaked out, it didn’t matter that they had been together for almost a year she still got nervous around him.
“It’s exceptional. How lucky we are. First day home and we have it all to ourselves.” Sirius punctuated his sentence with a long kiss to her lips. 
The two were so wrapped up in quiet conversation, and each other's eyes that neither had heard the front door open. They certainly didn’t hear footsteps coming up the stairs, but they did hear the bedroom door opening and the loud gasp that followed. 
“What the hell are you two doing? Get off my sister!” James was wide-eyed as he stood in the doorway.
The two sprung out of bed, y/n’s chest was heaving from the adrenaline his yelling had caused. Sirius stood slightly behind her.
“I can explain!” Sirius quickly offered.
“Oh, I’d love to hear this! What you bed my sister and then leave her out to dry like every other girl?” James was fuming. “Give me one reason not to punch you right now.” 
“I love her.” Sirius shrugged as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. 
Y/n snapped her head back to look at him, her eyes wide in shock. They hadn’t said that before. Sure she thought about it, but to hear him say it made her heart swell.
“Okay, can I just say you two with the wide eyes, you look creepily alike so can you please stop with that look?” Sirius deadpanned as if he had just not made an earth-shattering confession. 
“You love her?”
“You love me?” 
The twins said in synch and Sirius just nodded. 
“Of course I do,” he was looking at y/n “I’ve loved you since the day I met you.” His eyes were full of honey and adoration. 
“I love you too-” Before she could get in another word James cut her off.
“Okay, wait, lemme get this straight. You guys are dating?”
The couple nodded.
“Merlin’s beard,” James ran his hands down his face a few times, trying to grasp the situation at hand, “How long?” 
“Almost a year.” y/n squeaked out, afraid that he would get angry again for keeping it from him for so long.
“Okay, okay.” James sat on his bed.
“And you,” He pointed at Sirius, “Love her?” He pointed at his twin sister. 
“Yeah mate, I really do,” Sirius said, nervously playing with the hem of his shirt.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” James asked, a twinge of hurt lacing his words.
“Mate, one of the first things you ever told Moony and I was that y/n was off limits. I thought you were gonna rip my head off!” 
“Well I mean yeah if you were gonna use her for a quick fuck then I would be pissed, but you love each other,” he stood up, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, “who am I to deny love!” he cried out with a dramatic flair, drawing them both into an equally as dramatic hug. 
“Why are you even home? I thought you were going out?” Y/n questioned when he let go of them.
“Yeah I forgot something, but now I can’t remember what it was.” 
James took in the sight before him one more time before picking his backpack back up.
“Oh, young love! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” He left the room and the couple could hear his loud laughter as he exited through the front door once again. 
“Well, he took that better than I expected.” Sirius smiled. “Now shall we pick up where we left off?” He got back into the bed, lifting up the sheets the same as he did before. 
Getting in the bed she couldn’t hold back her happiness any longer.
“You love me! Sirius Black is capable of love!” She sniggered poking at his sides. 
“Oh come off it!” He responded with a smirk of his own.
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if the winx and the specialists had a big group chat with all of them in it (which i assume they do lol) what would it be called
I honestly think they would change the name every few days. Like it started out as Winx Club (cause the Specialists are honorary Winx and yall can fight me on that) but it can be the most random shit ever like:
Tecna and Idiots (Changed by Musa)
My Homegirls and THE LITTLE FUCKS THAT STOLE MY SANDWHICH (Changed by Brandon)
Whoever Texts Here is a Hoe (Changed by Stella)
Can We Please Stop Changing the Group Name? (Changed by Timmy)
Musa the Rockstar + the Royals + Peasents (Changed by Riven)
I Think All the Problems in my Life can be Traced back to Bloom One way or Another and I Deserve Compensation (Changed by Timmy after Bloom beat him in Mario Bros)
I Love Yall, but if You Don’t Stop Changing the Fucking Group Chat I Swear to all that is Holy That I Will- (Changed by Sky)
We Don’t Talk About Trauma-ma-ma-ma (Changed by Aisha after watching Encanto)
Immma Snnnnaaaakkkkeeee, Where are My Arms? Just kidding, Imma snnnnnanaaaakkkkkeeeee (Changed by Helia after watching A Very Potter Musical)
I Will Now be Spamming the Group Chat until All you Bitches Have Watched Wicked and Written a Five Page Essay About- (Changed by Flora after watching Wicked)
I’m kinda Starting to Regret Every Decision that Lead Me to be Added to this Chat (Changed by Nabu)
Everyone Shut Up! I’m Trying to Fucking Record! (Changed by Musa, who was instantly spammed with voice notes of awful signing, GIFS and dumb stickers)
This Is Why We Don’t Have Any Other Friends (Changed by Tecna)
HAVE YALL LISTENED TO MIDNIGHTS? YALL HAVE TO LISTEN TO MIDNIGHTS OH MY FUCKING- (Changed by Bloom. At some point every TS Midnight song has been the name of the group chat)
And the picture of the chat starts of as a pic of the group but it also changes constantly to whatever embarrasing picture has been taken that week, be it of Musa sneezing mid-song, Timmy screaming cause he dropped a weight on his foot, Bloom tripping down the stairs, Stella with racoon makeup cause she messed up her eyeliner, the possibilities are endless.
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princessofroses · 5 months
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Indy!Harry/Slytherin!Harry Stories Be Like
James and Lily either living and being abusive parents or not even being his real parents, terribly OOC for the first point.
If it's WBWL, it's fuck all for Harry and a big W for his fat Wizard Dudley of a brother.
If Lily + James die, the Dursleys are either nice or so abusive that there is no fucking way Harry should survive the second they see him on the doorstep.
If it's a time-travel Fic, Harry transports his arse into his 7 year old self and convinces Amelia Bones and the Goblin hoes to do something. Yes, because a Ministry Figure would take the word of a 7 year old. And don't come after me with EEUGGH it's Veritaserum, I am pretty sure if a 7 year old was alone and somehow not picked up by Muggle Police, Aurors aren't gonna buy a time-travel story made up by a 7 year old.
If Harry is raised by Wolfstar, they are insanely OOC. Lets be honest, if Harry was raised by Wolfstar, he'd be a James 2.0 with an asshole personality, Remus would either neglect him like a coward or not be there because even if he's selfish, his werewolf arse ain't about to turn Harry into one of them Lycanthropes, Sirius is just emotionally unfit to be a parent, he lost Jily and too much emotional trauma surrounding his character. But in these fics, he's portrayed as a dumb overgrown teenager who constantly persuades Harry to get in trouble.
Lord Black, Lord Malfoy, Lord Potter, Lord Peverell, Lord Pendragon am I missing some? Anyways I am pretty sure either Sirius was being sarcastic about 'The Ancient and Most Noble House of Black' or only the Black's called themselves that shit. The closest thing to nobility in Harry Potter is Sir Cadogan and Sir Headless Nick. (Not to mention, Remus said that their was no Wizarding Princes, so bingo)
Creature Inheritance (I hate this part, Veela's aren't 'inherited' they are born, and it takes away from Fleur Delacour's character if she had to inherit it by goblin arseholes or earn her beauty privilege, Fleur is a smexy beauty, change my fucking mind.)
Drarry or Haphne or god forbid, SnArRy.
Or even worse, harems.
If Harry is a Pure-Blood, he becomes a Draco 2.0 and talks about 'Pure-Blood Culture.'
Ginny magically becomes a slut and gold digger (Wtf), Ron becomes a thick headed fat backstabbing Peter Pettigrew 2.0, Molly becomes a manipulative bitch (Uh, Mollywobbles would never), and maybe Arthur or Percy are bashed. Sometimes Bill and Charlie are included in the bashfest, do you know who isn't though? The twins, who have way more reasons to bash them, I suppose pretty privilege is a thing.
Harry trying to reunite Narcissa and Andromeda (Yeah, because that's gonna happen)
Tonks bashing (Why do y'all indy!harry writers hate my girl Tonks, she did nothing wrong other than prevent your puppy ship that wasn't gonna happen anyway)
Harry speaking like a 60 year old British Politician at the age of 11.
'Slytherin Court'
Being in Slytherin or Ravenclaw, why no Hufflepuff? Or even a Gryffindor Indy!Harry.
Snape liking him for whatever reason.
Hermione is either Harry's love interest or a manipulative slut.
mpreg.
I'm not saying all Indy!Harry or Slytherin!Harry are bad, in fact they can be quite interesting, but Harry is so god damn annoying and overpowered in these fics.
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Quidditch Game
~* Harry Potter x Newsies Quidditch Headcanon*~
At breakfast Sarah and Katherine sat across from David who was tucking into fruit salad as he looked at an arithmacy textbook.
Katherine cleared her throat and David looked up.
“Good morning Ladies” David said with a smile.
The girls did not in fact smile back. David was slightly intimidated by the sombre expression on their faces.
“Whats up?” He asked cautiously
“Cut the crap.Why are you not going to the quidditch match Davey?” asked Katherine with an accusatory tone.
Davey blushed. “Oh yeah. Um I didn’t really think that with the amount of homework I have that it would be helpful”
“BULLSHIT!” yelled Sarah.
“Language Jacobs” called Medda as she walked past.
Sarah ducked her head down to whisper “Thats bullshit Dave and you know it”
Katherine nodded and said “It’s only because he doesn’t want to see his boyfriend”
David turned even more red and the two girls smirked and leant back, satisfied.
“So it is because of Jack” Sarah smiled. “Well now you are definitely going”
David shook his head frantically.
“It-Its not even a Ravenclaw match! What do I need to be there for?” David protested.
“Doesnt matter,”Sarah shrugged” A bunch of our friends are playing. I’m playing as a matter of fact! You can say you are there for support.”
“You’re not getting out of this one easy Jacobs” Katherine laughed.
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“Hellooooo my Girlies, Bros and Non-Binary Hoes!” Crutchie called joyously into the microphone.
“Morris” Kloppman called warningly from his post beside the announcer.
Crutchie ignored him blissfully and carried on. “Welcome to the first Quidditch match of the year!”
David was uncomfortably wedged in between his brother and Katherine.
“Sorry Bro, its to prevent escape. Sarah instructed us to not let you leave” Les informed him when he tried to protest.
David sulked while Katherine and Les cheered loudly beside him.
“We have a lovely line up of players today!’ Crutchie said ‘On our gryffindor team we have Jack, Albert, Tommy Boy, Boots, Kid Blink, Henry and our Seeker Sarah Jacobs!”
David was a bit confused as to why Crutchie was referring to the boys with their nicknames instead of their real names.
Kloppman thought that too.
“Real names please Morris”
“But whats the fun in that sir” Crutchie said cheerfully.
The crowd laughed
“And our Slytherin team everybody!”Crutchie introduces to a rousing cheer.
“Spot, Morris, Hot Shot, Snipeshooter,Smalls, Mike? No no sorry, Ike! And our seeker Racetrack!”
The crowd roared again. David covered his ears and winced.
“Also everyone. I have been told to inform you all that Race is single, ready to mingle and swings all ways” Crutchie said as he read off a small peice of parchment in his hand.
Race blew a kiss to the crowd and Davey could have sworn that he saw Spot roll his eyes.
“Well,”Crutchie began ”now thats all over, lets start on quidditch”
The balls were released and the players flew into the air.
“ Quaffle goes to Albert, Tommy Boy, Back to Albert, to Jack, to Albert, Back to Jack, Intercepted by Spot. Lovely interception Spotty Boy! Ooo, he did not like that nick name.”
Crutchie was talking at the speed of an auctioneer as the balls were passed around at lightning speed.
“Spot has the quaffle is going to shoot anddd he drops the quaffle from a bludger to the gut. Nice shot Boots!”
Boots smirked and waved to the crowd while the slytherins hissed at him.
“Ooo and boots is off his broom from the bludger that he hit!” Crutchie laughed. “Pride cometh before a fall my friend!”
Boots with the help of his fellow beater Henry swung back onto his broom with difficulty.
“Quaffle back to Jack, to Spot, intercepted by Albert, passed to Tommy Boy. Tommy boy shoots AND SCORES!”
The entire gryffindor crowd went crazy. Tommy Boy turned a loop de loop and flew into a high five with Sarah, who was still searching for the snitch.
“I think Lady Jacobs has seen something.” Crutchie began to get excited. The crowd did too. “Oh no she’s lost it”
The crowd sighed and David watched as Sarah scanned the pitch from a high point. Racetrack was acting like he was looking for the snitch but David could see he was watching Spot.
He laughed to himself.
‘Slytherin in possesion of the quaffle, Morris, Spot, Morris, Hot Shot, OH MY GOD A BLUDGER IS HEADING STRAIGHT FOR HIM!” The crowd gasped” False alarm everybody. It was expertly deflected by Miss Elizabeth Smalls, whos not even on the team!”
Hot Shot nodded briefly at Smalls and attempted to get the quaffle into the goal.
“He shoots. He scores” Crutchie Yells.
The slytherin crowd cheered loudly.
“The two teams have now drawn. Sarah, Race can you please hurry up and catch this snitch. We want to wrap this up before nightfall” Crutchie whined.
Sarah and Race turned to look at Crutchie with unamused grimaces.
Suddenly Race’s face dropped. And he shot straight down. Sarah followed suit and urged her broom ahead.
“People! I think our seekers have found the snitch” Crutchie yelled excitedly.
The two seekers zoomed side by side around the arena following the small golden sphere.
Racetrack reached out and grabbed the snitch. In his over exertion he fell off his broom and rolled onto the ground.
As his broom began to float away Smalls flew and grabbed it by the handle and brough it back to the ground.
“And the game goes to Slytherin!”
The crowd went wild and cheered both sides of players to the ground.
David noticed Jack cheering his friends on but still his eyes looked sad.
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mitchywitchythings · 2 years
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Oh, hello there, mortal. So you want to know more about me that you came all the way from the navigation. Alright then, where to begin from, I think a simple introduction should be a great start off.
So the name’s Mitchelle, but you can call me Mitch or witch, or even a bitch. Whatever is your preference, it’s fine with me. Well moving on from that I’m a girl and I’m straight, so my pronouns are she/her. I don’t want to mention my age since it’ll make me feel old, so I won’t.
Want to know my backstory, well to begin… I’ve lived in this Kingdom my whole life, training to become the next Queen to the throne, since I’m the next in line. When suddenly one day, we were attacked by dark creatures such as orcs and goblins. We tried to hold them back as best as we could, but they had a dragon.
A mighty creature that isn’t easily brought down even with the help of magic, in the end. We were defeated and I a lot of my people were slaughtered including my entire family. Driven with anger, I used black magic to slaughter all of the evil creatures as my revenge. After that, I’ve been continuing to do my duties to my people as their Queen.
Don’t I have friends besides from witches and wizards?! What kind of random question is that, of course I have! Well… I wouldn’t say friends per se, but I have been exchanging scented letters with the vampire King, Todoroki Shoto. And no, just because he’s a vampire and I’m a witch doesn’t make us sworn enemies, instead it brings us even closer. You see, vampires and witches are actually allies.
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Okay, now moving on from the fantasy me, the real me is a completely sleep deprived student who loves procrastinating. I’m a bit of a rebel and likes to skip classes more times than I like to admit, my parents are catching onto me about that so good luck to my future self. Lmaooo…
Actually my hair isn’t naturally brown, it’s black but we dyed it so that’s why in the pic above you can see it’s brown. I also like to write and read fanfictions, specifically reader insert stories. However I found that I can’t read ship stories for some reason, it’s just a preference, I guess. I mean I have read some but it never really stuck onto me. I’ve been doing this for I think around 5-6 years now. Quite a long time, I began with Wattpad for the most part until I was introduced to tumblr about maybe 2-3 years ago by my sister.
Ever since then, I became a total tumblr user! I read more on tumblr and qoutev now rather than wattpad and archive of our own. I’ll leave links to all of my different accounts on these websites down below if your interested in looking at it.
Another thing, I’m a huge SIMP for Todoroki Shoto from My Hero Academia(MHA), like seriously. I’ve got 2 body pillows of him, multiple figures, and plushies. I’m planning to also add more to my shrine when more money comes in because you already know this girl is a complete broke ass student. TwT
But I’m completely obsessed with Todoroki that I’ve legit rejected confessions cuz of him, the reason I’m probably too obsessed is because when I was going through a really rough time in my life I latched onto him as a comfort character and stuff, maybe it’s just a way of me coping. And it’s been running for a very long time now, maybe around 4-5 years, yeah it’s super long.
My side hoes that Shoto doesn’t know about are Monoma Neito(MHA), Karma Akabane(AC), and Regulus Black(Harry Potter), just to mention a few. So if you see Shoto in action, like say in an interview. Don’t mention that his wifey got some side goes, besides he’ll always be my number 1, hands down!
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Personal Blog on Tumblr
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Quotev
Archive of Our Own
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w0rmzfagg0t · 3 months
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Hello ! We're a system who runs this blog (@custercarnies) You can call us Wormz, Wormie, (or our names if you know them ig)... 20(00) yrs old - ADULT BODILY - He/They/It Our main f/os are Kurloz/GHB and Meluin !! They are our partners and I consider us to be married (3/7/23 ♡ 5/23/23)
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Group tag - #💌beloved [Uncategorized F/Os] #squish 🦇🖤- [Secondary F/Os / Crushes] ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Peick Finger (AOT) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Xavier (Renegade Angel) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Mamon (HelluvaBoss) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Hordak (SPOP) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Pennywise (1990) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏- Queen chrysalis (MLP) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Jeff The Killer (CreepyPasta) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Papa Nihil & Sister Imp (GHOST BC) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Papa Copia (GHOST BC) - Dr.Who (the 10th) - Purple Guy / Vincent (Rebornica series) ͏ ͏ ͏ - Nadia (What We Do In The Shadows) #my bloody valentine 🩸 #Killer 🔪[Slashers] ͏ ͏ ͏ - LeatherFace / Bubba (Tommy) - #countryboy ⛓ ͏ - Michael Myers (Halloween 1978) - Jame Gumb / Buffalo Bill (Silence of the Lambs) - Hannibal Lecter (Silence of the Lambs) - GhostFace (Scream - Billy & Stu) #Mosh pit 🤘[Metal F/Os] ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Nathan Explosion (Metalocalypse) - #explosion ♪ - Eddie Munson (Stranger Things) - #batboy 🦇 Carnies [clowns / juggalos] ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ - Grand Highblood #jugga-hoe 💜 - Meluin Leijon - #poor meow meow 💚 - Great Milenko - #rizz-wiz 🪄 - Joker (TellTale) - Laughing Jack (CreepyPasta) - Pennywise (1990) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏
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concupiscience · 3 months
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Critical theory has caused the west to be overly self-aware, to the extent that culture can no longer organically develop without obsessive comparison. Its tendency to dissect itself has left nothing but shards of thoughts, fragments of images that were once so tightly interwoven.
Therefore, we shouldn’t be concerned with the current popular trends, or even the forthcoming zeitgeist which is always visible over the waves of those successive trends, each obliterating the last in an endless cycle. Not now, not next, but what comes after that is our objective. What is unseen as of yet, that is our goal.
THE STARS THAT FLOG THE SEA WITH WHIPS OF LIGHT
NOT ME.
ecstatic rites of an elegant, ancient beauty
perishing under sickly skies
NEVER LOOK BACk
WHO FUCKING CARES
If u have formed some type of notion about me please just do us both a favor and just forget that shit because human beings are in a constant state of change
To taste every forbidden fruit,
松の木々を通る夕日の最後の光線 寒さを逃れるために南へ飛ぶ鳥たちを照らす
You are limitless potential. You are the clay at the potter’s wheel.
Is this hell? This is definitely hell.
that dusk-tinged demigod
Industrial society operates under the presumption that resources are infinite
A triumphant, arrogant attitude may be necessary from time to time
The same moon my ancestors and descendants behold
We’re all hoes under the same blue sky
Ephemeral and fleeting as a smoke spirit
Having drunk deeply from the cup of sin
Spoiling the land with hubris and greed
Wow imagine that, In our modern society everything has to be done for money
I think you live longer when you have a good attitude. There’s cases where cancer goes into remission when a person starts believing they don't have it anymore. Likewise, there’s also cases of people dying on purpose from resigning their will to live, like those super old couples who die within days of each other. You can control your health with your mindset, at least that’s what I believe. If your mind is thriving your body is thriving. Right but we do have free will to influence our future. “The system cannot be sustained indefinitely ” Right. Like why did a religious impulse develop independently in every single ancient culture.
Media consumes us. Objects own us. Money spends us.
The flowers bloom without caring if they are observed.
Pattern-Matrix
Mass media, escapism, distraction, bread and circuses, whatever you want to call it. Recorded by studios with more money than some countries, packaged neatly for mass consumption. This is the result of capitalism working flawlessly for over a century. the spectator becomes a mere receptacle for media, they become a consumer, the same way food is consumed then comes out as waste, media consumes us. The more people are emotionally invested in fictional people and fictional worlds the easier it is to distract them from what’s happening in real life- the panopticon of modern life. Your superheroes, singers, actors, exist for one purpose only: to sell you a product. Through our complicity they buy our complacency. They have taught us to be satisfied with “what is” and not think about “what could be” because that’s just the way it is. They exist to sell us an image of what our lives and the world ought to be, and we stupidly buy into it. It’s a drug we regularly take.There’s nothing wrong with enjoying movies, TV, books, music etc but you have to realize what is illusion and what is real. When you watch anything, imagine the processes that go into its production. Could this potentially be used to manipulate people into feeling a certain way? Is this fact or does it reflect the views of its creator? All I’m saying is that if you unplug from this “machine” things seem much more relative.
we are bound to our era. we cannot escape the present. 
The notion of a grand, divine scheme negates the possibility of free will. If God does have a plan for everyone, that would mean we only have the illusion of free will.
Tragic figures such as these
Traditions everywhere are dying, we must forge new ones
Wholly effaced by time
Writ large
Pastoral vibes
I believe there are multiple paths to God. The fact that religion has sprung up independently in so many places over so vast a distance is incredible. Jesus and Buddha weren’t so different in their teachings.
Some got it more right than others, obviously.
So there is actually very compelling evidence that early Christianity was heavily influenced by similar savior-centered religious sects such as Mithraism, Orphism and the veneration of Dionysus (they all belong to the subset of Rising-and-dying gods). We know for certain that in Alexandria, an extremely important centre for early Christianity, Buddhist monks taught at the library of Alexandria around the time of jesus.
Wine was central to the rituals of Dionysus, who was believed to have died and been resurrected.
The real importance is that Jesus and Buddha were real historical figures that established schools of thought that endured for millennia.
They both preached the importance of virtue and morality, sympathy for the suffering and acceptance of the transitory nature of the material world.
The library itself was mostly intact until the 260s AD when it was burned by Aurelian.
There is ample evidence of eastern thought circulating in the near east around the time of christ. Statues of hindu gods were found in Pompeii, in Alexandria itself a tombstone with the Wheel of Dharma was discovered, in the port city of myos hormos in Egypt a sail cloth of Indian manufacturing was discovered. The trade routes between judea and the east were active until the 4th century AD.
Theres a Christian tradition that the apostle Thomas died in India where the church he established still exists.
Paganism is an umbrella term for anything that isn’t Christianity, or more accurately the animistic traditions that predate monotheism.
Judaism is fascinating because we have proof it originally was polytheistic. It’s totally Canaanite in origin but over time yahweh was promoted to the status of one true god. The painted pottery from Kuntillet Ajrud Shows yahweh and Asherah (later ishtar, aphrodite) as his consort.
Religions dont appear from nowhere. They’re the product of thousands of years of tradition, thought, and self reflection.
Do you believe the bible refutes evolution?
I dont think it does either. Those seven days of creation are metaphorical. The bible says our lives are like a single breath of god. Which implies he operates on a much longer timescale than humans. So the space between the first and last days of creation could have been billions of years for all we know.
Because the second to last thing he did was to create humans. Evolutionarily, anatomically modern humans first emerged in east Africa around 100,000 years ago. The first stirrings of human culture were around 20,000 years ago. The pyramids were only built 4000 years ago. Rome was only 2000 years ago. We can’t even comprehend how early on in our journey thru the universe we are.
A mere blip in the cosmic timescale. We might not even survive another million years.
I’m tired of getting hurt
旅に病んで 夢は枯れ野を かけめぐる
Falling ill on a journey my dreams go wandering over withered fields
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nityarawal · 6 months
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9/23/23
"OJ"- AKA "Juice"
Morning Songs
How Many Songs
Can I Write 
In A Day
Make It Short
Make It Snappy
I Overtalk
I Know
Lyricists
Cut Back
Rich Refusals
My Poetry Teacher
Said
Is It Songworthy
Put It Somewhere
Else
Maybe It's 
3 Songs In One
Maybe You Have
A Voice
Where Some Have
None
Is It A Coincidence
That AI
Tells Kim Kardashian
Stories
Is It A Coincidence 
Her Daddy Was The
Atty
That Coined The "RO"
For A Murderer
Mommies Silencings'
Is It A Coincidence
Kimmy Can't Speak
Will They Resurrect 
Robert's Hologram 
To Defend
#MeToo Please
Attys Vanity Restraining Orders
Kimmy Can't Speak
Acts Like She Can't Sing
But We Don't Believe It
Everyone's Got A 
Unique Voice
Tune
If They Listen
To Hearts
Callings
Whistles
Kimmy Says She 
Can't Sing
In So Many Words
But North Likes
Her Tunes
And Dances Galore
With Her "Ye"
Ears
Kimmy Says She 
Can't Sing
In So Many Words
Stumbling Through
Christmas Recordings
Kimmy Can't Sing
Clearly Not True
Because
We Like Her Voice 
#FanGirls
It's True
If Kimmy Just Wants To Be A Poppet
"X" Meme
Like Elon
That's OK Too
Maybe She's Being 
Wise
Or Gagged
With Pleas
But Queen's In
40's
Seemingly
Behind Glass
Behind The Sidelines
Mamma 
Queen Of The Globe
Influencer
Got No Pride
Your Life's Not Over
You Outlived 
Your Mothers BFF
Not A Hasbeen
German 
Nicole Simpson
Might've 
Started As A Waitress
At 18 
With A Black Man
12 Years Older
Like Me 
A Nun
When Her Story 
Went Down
Cloistered By 
A Bipolar Monk
20 Years Older
Secretly Engaged
To My Molester
Handler
Pedophile Of Football 
Clinton League
Whitehouse
Boys Stirling Cards Clubs
Co-Creating
Spiritual Center
Manifesting
Heavenly Mountain
Muses And Me
Who Thought 
His Yogi Body
A Perfect Cloak
For A Tiny Football
Players Brain
He Ran Into
Every Pub
At The Mall
After 8 Hours Of
Meditation
Threw Money At 
#MeToo
Shopaholics
Forgetting Us
At Banana Republic 
Or Victoria Secret
Watching 
Modeling Purchases
We Went To Nephew's
Football Games
Fresh Out Of Nunnery
Forbidden Love Stories
Secrecy
Thanksgivings'
3 Years
Alienated
David Kaplan Must've Gone Up
To Bat
For OJ
Like The Whole 
Defense Army
Begging Him
Like Their Beloved
Buddha
"Don't Die Bro,"
They Begged
As They Chased Him
In His White Bronco
A Gun To His Head
They Tried To Shame
The Waiter
Instead 
Innocently
Returning
Nicole's Mothers' Glasses
From Italian Cafe
Brutally
Murdered Kid
For Jealous
Triangulated
"Theoretically"
A Mistake
After "Words"
He Said
Bloody Mess
Stunned
His Son Later Accused
Of Murders
Anyone But Him
Not A Cop's Football Hero
To Be Confirmed Guilty
20 Years In Jail
Per Head
Like Most Civilians
Would've Been
40 Years
At Least
For Even Attempting
Crimes
His Best Friends
Targeted
Atty's Families Pay
Still
Kardashians Paraded
But The Football
Hero "Juice"
Won't Cover His Bills
"Hoe-Flation"
Tax
Candace Owen's Calls It
On ROs
For Poly Trans Losers
You Can Play
The "Barracuda 
Mamma" Song Kimmy
If You Settle
#Nitya4Eternity
Estates
Uncouple My Kids
From This Blessed Mess
And Businesses
Gwen Stefani
Lady Saw
Lady Gaga
Or #FreeBritney
Might Sing For You
Anyone You Want
You Can Play Lori's 
Atty Brands'
Like A Poppet
For Kardashians
If You Wish
"Lawyering" 
Style
But If You Did
Some Yoga
Find Light
In Meditation 
Pranayama- Breathing Exercises
Cardio
Self Oil Massage 
Ayurveda
I Think You 
Might Just 
Find Your Voice
Too
No Need To Let
The Courts
Antagonize
"Ye"
Me
Or #FreeBritney
You
And Ladies
All Singers
Kids
Masses
Abused Today
We Know 911
Didn't Work For
Nicole Simpson
Nor Me
We Know 911
Didn't Work For
My Latina Mamma 
Country Club
Neighbor
When Militia Shot
Her Son Adrien
On Mistakes
We Know 911
Didn't Work For Me
Not Even The New
Fancy Texting
Services
We Couldn't Prevent
Domino Effect
Of A Dozen More
Murders
Idy Missing Peeps
Secrets Hidden
By Sergeant Protero
Young Bribed Investigators
Sheriff Gays
Secrets Hidden
By The Old Art Academy
Staff
Now Dead
Fired
Institutionalized Students
Silenced
My Old Therapist
Posing For CPS
To Traffic Actors
Super Geniuses
Harry Potters
Like Russel Brand
For England
Julie Anne Steiger
A Spy To Rockstar's Attys
In County Courts
How Many Murdered
On ROs
211
With Ashby Clark 
Sorrenson
United Way
Judge Judith Clark
Lori Clark Viviano
911
Until Her
Scuba Diving Demise
Last Year
Was She 
Charles Viviano's
Class Action Atty
Starter Wife First
Or In Walter Clark's
Gay Chain Of Attys
Marilyn
Butterballing
Lying On Radio Ads
Before 
They Became A 
Poly Tribe
Inflicting Sodomy
Taxing Breeders
Her Kids Keep
Advertising Her Expired
Law Scams
"Dead" Orders Now
On Bribes
Even Though She's Gone
Tweeting Onto
Twitter #X
So Can't You
Resurrect Robert 
Kardashian's
#AI Hologram Too
And Rectify
Peace
Forgive
What He Did
To Restrain American Moms
From Kids
With No Domestic Violence
Hotline
Mind-boggling Them
DV's A 1-800 Data Collection Site
A Waste Of Time
On Last Pleas
Calls
Desperate Needs
Reparations
Needed
Now
Rain Rape Clerks Violate
Moms
Silencing
For Robert Didn't 
Know He'd Win
He Didn't Know
He'd Make A Hero
Of A Murderer
In Loving His Brother
"Uncle OJ"
Y'all Called Him
He Didn't Know
Homeschooling
"Tweens"
His Girls Flaunted
In Court
Like Child Trophies
To Shame Moms'
Child Brides Still
He Didn't Know
His Armenian Baes
Daughters
Would Make 
Civil Activists
He Didn't Know
He'd Win
Against Odds
For A Slaughterer
Who Asked Him To 
Go Back To Work
Take the Sordid
RO Job
Still Murdering 25% 
Mothers Annually
From Divorce Courts
Sexualising
Infidelity
Violence
Vows
All He Knew
Was His Road
On The Coattails
Of A Football 
Hero
"OJ"
Capitalism
Won
Kardashian Hung His Head
When They Won
For He Couldn't 
Undo
Sin
An Oath
To His Family
Bonds
A Legacy
Bartered
Peace,
Nitya Nella Davigo Azam Moezzi Huntley Rawal 
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nothingnothingaaa · 8 months
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The Tale of Peter Rabbit
Beatrix Potter, 1902
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Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were—
Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail, and Peter.
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They lived with their Mother in a sand-bank, underneath the root of a very big fir-tree.
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'Now my dears,' said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, 'you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor.'
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'Now run along, and don't get into mischief. I am going out.'
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Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella, and went through the wood to the baker's. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns.
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Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail, who were good little bunnies, went down the lane to gather blackberries:
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But Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor's garden, and squeezed under the gate!
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First he ate some lettuces and some French beans; and then he ate some radishes;
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And then, feeling rather sick, he went to look for some parsley.
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But round the end of a cucumber frame, whom should he meet but Mr. McGregor!
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Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran after Peter, waving a rake and calling out, 'Stop thief!'
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Peter was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate.
He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
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After losing them, he ran on four legs and went faster, so that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately run into a gooseberry net, and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket. It was a blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.
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Peter gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself.
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Mr. McGregor came up with a sieve, which he intended to pop upon the top of Peter; but Peter wriggled out just in time, leaving his jacket behind him.
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And rushed into the tool-shed, and jumped into a can. It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it.
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Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the tool-shed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower-pot. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each.
Presently Peter sneezed—'Kertyschoo!' Mr. McGregor was after him in no time.
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And tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window, upsetting three plants. The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter. He went back to his work.
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Peter sat down to rest; he was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go. Also he was very damp with sitting in that can.
After a time he began to wander about, going lippity—lippity—not very fast, and looking all round.
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He found a door in a wall; but it was locked, and there was no room for a fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath.
An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep, carrying peas and beans to her family in the wood. Peter asked her the way to the gate, but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer. She only shook her head at him. Peter began to cry.
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Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he became more and more puzzled. Presently, he came to a pond where Mr. McGregor filled his water-cans. A white cat was staring at some gold-fish, she sat very, very still, but now and then the tip of her tail twitched as if it were alive. Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her; he had heard about cats from his cousin, little Benjamin Bunny.
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He went back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe—scr-r-ritch, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. But presently, as nothing happened, he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over. The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate!
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Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow; and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some black-currant bushes.
Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate, and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden.
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Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the blackbirds.
Peter never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big fir-tree.
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He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit-hole and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking; she wondered what he had done with his clothes. It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight!
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I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening.
His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile tea; and she gave a dose of it to Peter!
'One table-spoonful to be taken at bed-time.'
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But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper.
THE END
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desiredmalfoy · 3 years
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You’re Pretty! (D.M. x Reader)
Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader
Word Count: 1.3K
Genre: Pure fluff that is meant to be light hearted. Enjoy!
Summary: Draco can’t stop calling his girlfriend pretty.
Warnings: Some very mild bad language. Very small, you’ll probably miss it. Medical inaccuracies, sorry I am not an expert.
Universe: No Voldy :)
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Things were going well for you today. You had woken up early, they served your favorite breakfast and you had even received amazing marks in your classes today. You had also spent some of your time with your boyfriend Draco before he had to go to quidditch practice. It was one of those ideal days you loved.
You were currently sitting on the couch of the common room catching up on a book series you have been meaning to read. You grabbed a piece of chocolate and popped it in your mouth. Your peace and quiet were soon interrupted by an out of breath Theo. He ran into the common room still dressed in his quidditch uniform and broom in hand. If he didn’t look so serious, you would laugh at his current state. You lifted your eyes slightly from your book, enough to notice him making his way to you.
It seems things were going too well for you today. 
“(Y/N)…yo-you need to go to the i-infirmary.” He attempted to catch his breath. “Draco’s in there.”
“What happened to Draco?” You lifted yourself off the couch quickly and stood up. The book left idly now on the floor. 
“There was an accident on the quidditch field.” You were now following out of the common room and up the stairs out of the dungeon. 
You tried your best to keep up with him as he was basically running down the halls. “Explain Theo!”
“So Crabbe was eating this snack right? It was really greas-”
“Nott, I don’t give a damn what Crabbe was eating.”
“There is a point to this! Well, he went straight to grab his bat because you know he plays beater position. Right, so the grease caused it to slip and it hit Draco in the head!”
“You’re telling me he got hit in the head?!” The two of you had finally made it to the infirmary and were now standing outside of it. 
“Yes! You should have seen it (y/n)! It was such a bloody freak accident!”
You ignored that last part and instead pushed the doors open. There were only a handful of students in there so finding your boyfriend wouldn’t be hard. You spotted a familiar blond head towards the back of the infirmary. You rushed to his side where Madam Pomfrey was tending to his injury. 
“Ah! Miss (y/l/n)! I suppose you’re here to see Mister Malfoy?” You had stopped in your track once she had turned her attention to you. You carefully made your way to the chair next to his bed. 
You grabbed his hand and took it in yours, giving it a light squeeze. “Will he be alright?”
“Yes, dear. Received a big bruise to the head but I’ve already healed that. He has a concussion, poor thing was out of it before you arrived. But he’ll be okay.” She gave you a reassuring smile in an attempt to calm your nerves and the turmoil that was occurring in your head. 
You sat next to Draco in silence waiting for him to wake up once again. Minutes turned into an hour quickly and you were starting to doze off yourself when you heard grunting coming from beside you. 
“Draco, are you alright? Do you need anything? I can get Madam Pomfrey if you would like?” You were quickly by his side as he started to gain consciousness. 
“What’s going on? Who are you? And why does my head hurt so much?” He winced as his hand touched the top of his head where the injury occurred. You quickly grabbed his hand and kept it away. 
“Who do you think I am?” You asked him curious as to what he would respond.
“A really pretty stranger.” His voice came out sounding a bit groggy since he had just woken up.
“I’m your girlfriend Draco.” You explained giggling at the situation beforehand. “And you had an accident.”
“Girlfriend? Wow, you’re so pretty!” There was a hint of awe in his voice as he stared up at you. “I’m really lucky.”
“Let me go get Madam Pomfrey so she can make sure you’re okay.” You left to find her and come see him. She did another evaluation of him and came to the conclusion that he was fine. The hit to the head must have caused him to be confused but he was not suffering from amnesia. You sighed a breath of relief. She instead gave him a potion to help with the pain.
“So you’re really my girlfriend?” Draco questioned you once again as soon as Madam Pomfrey left his side once again. You took a seat in the corner of his bed and held his hand. “How long have we been dating?”
“Since fifth year when you finally got the courage to ask me out.” You joked with him. “Two years now.”
“Can’t blame me. You’re so pretty, anyone would be nervous to ask you.” A blush spread across your face at this. 
“I can’t believe I got so lucky. You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.” His voice had started to become softer as he started to feel sleepy. The potion given to him for pain finally started to have an effect on him. “Will you be here when I wake up?”
“I’ll be here again in the morning. They won’t let me stay the night. I’ll bring you breakfast okay?”
“Okay, I love you (y/n).”
“I love you too Dray.”
——
You had been right, the night before shortly after you were sent back to your dorm with the promise you could see your boyfriend in the morning. You unwillingly left his side and headed back to your dorm. 
It was now breakfast time and you had only come to get a plate for you and Draco. You rushed to your usual stop where all your friends sat. You quickly greeted them and started to look for foods you knew Draco liked. 
“How’s Draco doing?” Pansy asked you. 
“Last night I saw that I saw him, he was out of it. But he’s doing better. I’m going to go see him now and see how he's doing.” 
“Let us know how he’s doing okay?” Blaise spoke up and gave you one of his rare smiles. No matter the tough exterior, you knew he was worried about his best friend. 
“I will don’t worry.” You grabbed the plates and made your way out of the great hall. Moving against the crowd of students still coming for breakfast. 
You quickly arrived and opened the door that led to your boyfriend. You could see from here that he was already up and much better. He saw you coming his way and his eyes lit up as soon as they saw you. 
“Hey babe, you’re finally here to see me.” He said as you put the two plates of food on his bedside table. He pulled you into his side and gave you a kiss.
“You don’t remember I was here yesterday.” You pulled away laughing a bit in amusement. 
“Not at all. Yesterday was blurry. All I remember was being on the quidditch pitch and next thing I’m here.”
“Oh? So you don’t remember calling me the prettiest girl ever? Or forgetting I was your girlfriend?” You kissed the side of his temple gently.
“Can you blame me? Any bloke who would have just woken up not remembering anything would think the same about you. Because you are darling.” It was his turn to place a kiss on your blushing cheeks. 
“Well, you were definitely shocked I would date you.” You laughed recalling the events of the previous night. 
He laughed along with you as you told him what had happened the night before. “It’s a good thing I only said true things last night.”
“Now let’s eat so I can leave this place. I have to go see Crabbe.”
“Here you go”, you placed the plate of all his favorites in front of him. Having just a pinch of pity on Crabbe but not really seeing as your boyfriend was injured because of him.
“Hey, Draco?”
“Yes, love?”
“You promised me last night we could do whatever I wanted this weekend?”
“I don’t remember.”
“I do and you promised.”
“Only because I love you I’ll take your word for it.”
He in fact did not say that last night but he didn’t have to know that.
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dr4cking · 3 years
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I just came across your blog and I love your writing so much. Can I request where reader and draco are in a secret relationship so she likes to tease him in public by flirting with guys!? And he gets like so possessive and fucks the living shit out of her 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️
Consequences.
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draco malfoy x reader | smut | anon requested.
a/n : thank you for requesting! this was so fun to write! <3
this is one of the most excited things she got when she signed a deal to be in a relationship with the one and only, draco malfoy.
they have been secretly dating for 7 months and the fact that no one know about this, making the adrenaline of getting caught more exciting.
y/n loves how draco would treated her like she is the only girl for him, which is true. but she also likes how she would seek a chance of getting him worked up when she gets on his skin then she would get what she wanted.
like now, it was no different days but she decided she would add some fun today, she loves when he goes rough with her in bed and now she makes sure she would get it without having to look desperate.
y/n smirked as the brightest idea popped up in her mind. draco is the type of jealous and overprotective boyfriend, so why doesnt she proves it today?
she admit she was kinda scared when she saw the angry version of her boyfriend but she loved it at the same time. she likes to tease him, knowing he cant do anything.
and if this how she would get what she wanted then she would take it.
she walked out of her dorm and run downstairs, she knew draco already waiting for her in the great hall. it would be the perfect chance for her.
her eyes looking for the blonde haired guy as soon as she entered the great hall and she found him already looking at her, his eyes were telling her to sit near him,
but no, not today.
y/n took a seat beside theodore nott, a friend of draco who would always take his chance to flirt with all the girls who passed by him.
“hey nott, you’re looking good today” y/n raising her voice a little bit louder on purpose, draco who sat across them already fuming at her flirty voices.
“hey y/n its all you, looking hot as always.” she laughs although its not really funny, she cringed at the way her laugh sounds but play it along when she heard a thumped sounds from a fork dropped to the plate.
y/n continues her flirting with theo touching his arm and laughing about his jokes until it was time for their class. she looks at draco’s red face and give him a wink and a smirk.
“what the fuck is up with your bratty behavior today?” draco asked as he walks past her, he makes sure no one was looking in their direction.
“who are you calling brat? because i’m for sure not one.” y/n replied giving him her sly grin before she runs to the class not giving him the chance to answer her.
they were sitting next to each other in potions class, draco tried his best not to distracting the class by calling y/n’s name at any chance he got but she was still ignoring him and told him it was nothing.
“baby, did i do something wrong?” she swore she almost wanted to stop all her game when she heard the intonation in his voice but she decided to be stubborn.
“its nothing draco i promise” y/n shoots him a smile reassuring him, the least she could do right now.
professor snape called out and announce that they’re gonna make a new potion and have to partner up with someone and when he listed her name with harry potter, she couldnt get more excited as she look at draco and shot him an apologetic smile.
“hey y/n, could you bring the ingredients i’m still working on how to make this properly” she nodded at harry’s order and get the ingredients immediately but not before taking a look at draco and swaying her hips on her way making him glared at her.
“here, harry. so, what’s the first step?” y/n asked and do what harry instructed.
she keeps asking him not-so- important questions to keep their conversation going but to make it worse she touched his arm on purpose and twirling her hair.
draco behind her already watching every move she made.
but whats make draco more mad is when they finished the potion and y/n jumped happily as they successfully made the potion and give the chosen one a tight embrace.
draco stormed out of the class balling his fists up, anger radiates off of him making all people passed by him to back off a little. y/n noticed this right away feeling guilty and decided to follow him but he was nowhere at the sight.
she was still looking around for draco asking people if they’ve seen him but the answer is no.
until a cold hand grabbed her wrist harshly and pulling her in one of abandoned class. she yelped when the person lock the door and put his hand on her mouth to muffled her scream.
“you did that on purpose, dont you, brat?” y/n rubbed her thighs together as she recognized the deep voice behind her, its draco.
“now you gonna have to stay quiet and be a good girl for me while i teached you some lesson, yeah?” she only nodded at him cant speak as his hand still on her mouth.
“for the whole day i’ve been wondering what i did wrong to make you act like an ungrateful brat. but all i see now is that you just need to be tamed, right?” draco whispers into her ear guiding his free hand down to the bottom of her skirt after y/n gives him a nod of permission.
he sneaked his hand under her skirt and put it in her panties rubbing her cunt getting her aroused then he pushed in his fingers into her without warning making her body jolt out.
“you just wanted to be fucked braindead, yeah? what a dumb girl” his hand still remain on her mouth not trusting she would be able to keep her voice down.
y/n put her hand on his hand that were buried deep inside her and pushing his fingers deeper into her starting to fuck herself on his fingers making him chuckle.
“think you deserve to cum after what you did earlier, hm?” draco said taking all the control in his hand and starts to thrusting his fingers deeper and faster.
his long fingers abused her cunt just like the way she needed and when he curls them inside she screamed, luckily his other hand still covering her. she was squirming there and then under his touch.
y/n rolled her eyes back in pleasure when his fingers meet her spot and pumping into it over and over again.
draco feels her walls clenching around him and quickly pulled them out of her leaving the girl whining.
“think about the consequences next time, princess.” draco turns her around and pushes her chest against the wall, placing her ass right in front of his crotch.
“i’m sorry i’m sorry draco! please i need to cum.. fuck me please dray punish me!” y/n finally let her voice out as his hands are too busy roaming around her body.
a hard smack delivered to her ass making a loud sound causing her to whimpered at the sting.
“stay quiet princess or i will not consider about giving you the chance to cum” she shuts her mouth instantly as draco unbuckled his pants letting it falls to his ankle.
y/n cant help but letting out high pitched moan when his hand came in contact with her marked ass again and when he pushed her panties aside finally lining up his cock against her entrance.
“now you will remember who you belong to.” draco said as he slammed all of his cock inside her, pounding into her right away not giving her time to adjust.
“oh fuck! y-yes dray..” y/n moans out loud which earned her another slap on her sore ass.
“quiet, brat” she tried to hold her moan by biting her lips but it just slipped off of her especially when his tip hit her spot.
draco’s eyes rolled back in pleasure, groaning quietly as he let himself disappear inside her going in and out of her with snaps of his hips, each time it gets harder and faster.
he roughly squeezed her breasts through her shirt making her shirt ruffled and messy before letting his hand down to circling her clit.
“make yourself cum, y/n.” he slaps her sensitive clit a few times making her writhed, ripping her orgasm through her body, she doesnt care anymore when she moaned his name out loud.
“feels so fucking good” with the last thrust, draco stilled and shoots his thick cum into her non stop, painting her walls white with his liquids over and over again making the girl moaned when her panties became sticky.
draco pulls out and put his pants back on. he stared at her fucked out body before turning her around to face him and quickly pressing their lips together kissing her passionately.
“next time just ask me if you want your needy pussy to get pounded hard by me. dont you dare do that stunt ever again.” y/n nodded at his words giving him a cheeky grin. sweats running through their bodies.
and when they opened the door, all the students that passed by giving them a weird look, draco smirked at them before pulling y/n back into a deep kiss.
“mine.”
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pls i love this one-
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simplysummers · 3 years
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Hannah and Bea watch Star Wars
A few weeks ago, my bestie @floatyteabag (Hannah) and I (Bea) watched Star Wars: Attack of the Clones together. I, being a lifelong Star Wars nerd and a lover of all things Obi-Wan, somehow managed to rope this awesome human into watching the second sequel with me, keeping in mind she had never seen them before.
This is some of our live commentary, lacking in any context, which I felt needed to be shared with you all. I’m also leaving absolutely no indication as to who said what, to make it even funnier.
“FUCKING HELL WTF THEY BLEW UP ALREADY”
“R2 rolling about, he don’t give a fuck.”
“The face of a man who was WRONG.”
“Imagine R2 but as a hoover/vacuum. Perfection”
“‘He wouldn’t assassinate anyone’ 0-0 bro anyone named Count Dooku ain’t a good bro, bro”
“I don’t trust this man.” “I won’t spoil anything but you really shouldn’t lmao.”
“Captain Tofu?”
“Ooo someone’s in trouble. It’s me, idk why I said that”
“It’s better than my croissant attempt.”
“‘She’s a politician and they’re not to be trusted’ THAT IS THE BEST QUOTE”
“Ew look at the centipedes”
“How is she asleep like that. I would’ve had cramp in my wrist after 5 minutes.”
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“HE JUST YEETED HIMSELF OUT OF THE WINDOW.”
“Anakin is me driving.” “Obi-Wan is me in your passenger seat.”
“We’d be a menace to society but that’s their problem, not ours.”
“He fully skydived out of the car.”
“Obi-Wan is so chill. He’s just ‘>_> hate it when he does that’ like he’s done this before??? Aight”
“‘I want to go home and rethink my life’ same babes.”
“Omg Bea that is legit us, me being Anakin, the underage loser.”
“Bestie we ARE Anakin and Obi-Wan.”
“ITS BOBA FETT. No it’s not. YES IT IS. Hmmm.”
“Boba Fettacini.”
“Yoda floating around on the wii fit board.”
“Padme who let you lead a country.”
“WE ARE HANNAKIN AND OBEA-WAN.”
“Rocking up to space McDonalds” “I’d order a milkshake.”
“I stg if I become attached to this Cody dude.” “I’m VERY attached to the clones and it never ends well in Star Wars, so I’m dragging you down with me.”
“Look at the Pixar lamps!”
“He VIOLATED him for no reason!”
“PADME YOU DID NOT JUST SHOOT HIM DOWN WITH NO DEFENCE.”
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“All I see are some cotton earbuds”
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“So there’s like 50 clones of the same person running around?” “…..much more than 50.”
“Anakin, many things are smooth on that planet and you are NOT one of them.”
“Padme was over it before it had even begun.”
“Absolute kings. They deserve their own show….wait they have their own show….they deserve MORE Then.”
“🎵 the hiiiiiiilllss are aliiiiiiiive 🎵”
“Anakin’s a communist confirmed-“
“OH MY HOLY ITS THE MEME.”
“Yes. Step on Anakin”
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“Calm down Harry Potter with your floating Pear.”
“Anakin thinks he’s Shakespeare.”
“An extract from The Prelude: by Anakin Skywalker 🌺”
“I want a jet pack.”
“Ohh kick him!”
“Love how Boba, who is like ten, is just *shooty mcshooty*”
“‘Oh not good’ BABES LET GO”
“Hmmm yes ship is flying away *activates glowstick*” “it’s for the aesthetic.”
“Hey Ani, uh I kinda sold your Mom to some rando but hey we’re still cool right??”
“Boba: hehehehehe 😄”
“‘Get him dad, get him, FIRE’ this isn’t CALL OF DUTY, BOBA.”
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“Mothman wannabe.”
“Obi-Wan: I’m an international…superspy. SUPERSPYYYYYY.”
“Why is Tom Jones there?”
“she can’t die! I’m actually crying…..never mind I started laughing at Anakin’s face.”
“Lmao I love how Obi-Wan was talking for a straight minute and R2 was like ‘I’m busy sir, the audacity.’”
“‘It’s all Obi-Wan’s fault!’ Babes Obi-Wan isnt with you.” “Anakin take a chill pill!”
“‘R2 what are you doing here’ that’s fucking rude. Let him be.”
“Poor Jar Jar he just wants to make friends.”
“Don’t speak of Qui-Gon you HOE.”
“Count Dooku, turning on his voice chair: I want you on my team, Obi-Wan.”
“Parliament would be so much better if they floated in those pods.”
“Padme: maybe I can find a diplomatic solution to this.’ Anakin: *grabs glowstick*”
“‘Obtuse’ 3PO HOW DARE YOU.”
“Someone put Padme on total wipeout.”
“‘I want to go home’ ‘what did I do to deserve this’ 3PO is too relatable.”
“Padme chose the wrong day to wear white.”
“‘Obi-Wan’s gonna kill me’ priorities dude”
“‘Good job’ sass king.”
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“Obi-Wan- the king of puns.”
“How is Padme not crying.” “Legit. I bang my hip on the bed frame and it’s like almost waterworks.”
“Ahhhhh my kings they are coming.”
“Oooo a purple wand.”
“Jango doing the spiny gun thing. Show off.”
“I know he did NOT just decapitate jango.” “And his son was just 0-0 off to the side.”
“‘I am beside myself.’ I WISH I WAS THIS QUICK.”
“I care too much about the clones I swear to god.”
“I WANT TO BE IN THE POD WITH THE GUN.” “YOU IN THE GUNNERS NEST WOULD BE FERAL.”
“Ooooo hamster wheels.”
“‘PAHDMAHY’”
“Anakin you pleb.”
“If he has a red glowstick you know he’s a bad guy.”
“That clone just wanted an excuse to go home”
“He just straight up lost an arm. Hope he’s not right handed.”
“Bet Yoda’s glowstick is green……BAM.”
“THE CLONE WARS HAS BEGUN BABBYYYYYY.”
“PALPATINE NEEDS TO DO A BETTER JOB AT HIDING HIS CHIN.”
“‘Without the clones it wouldn’t have been a victory’ too fucking right. My boys deserve recognition.”
“The clones carried this.” “The clones carry everything these losers do.”
“MARRIAGE?!????”
“It’s like a Vegas wedding. ✨ spontaneous ✨”
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This was genuinely the most fun I’ve had watching a Star Wars movie with anyone. Han’ is hilarious and together we destroyed the movie while ironically loving it. We’ve watched ROTS, up next is Solo. And I actually cannot wait for that trainwreck.
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regretthatsme · 3 years
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Looney's Sister - Harry Potter x Fem!Lovegood!Reader
That's right bitches, bros, and nonbinary hoes. I'm back. I'm so happy that I finished a oneshot. AAAAAAHHHHHHHH! I'm sorry I've taken so long to post. But, it's here now!
Harry didn't know when his fondness for Luna's sister, Y/N, started. He just knew that he liked her a lot. They were quite good friends, actually. A few years ago, she saw him struggling with herbology, which just so happened to be Y/N's strong suit. It quite convenient honestly, especially when you consider the fact that Y/N was have issues in Defense Against the Dark Arts.
He knew from the start that his feelings for her were more than platonic. What he didn't expect was for him to fall so hard. But, how could he not when she was so perfect.
Her bubbly personality was so inviting and warm. Her eyes made e/c his favorite color. He adored her laugh; it sounded like a beautiful melody. Her smile was just as stunning.
Godric, I'm whipped, he thought. There was one issue, though. He couldn't for the life of him ask her out, ironic for a Gryffindor. What if she doesn't like me? How do I ask her out?
His mind would race into the late hours of the night, wondering how he would work up the courage to ask her out. He knew she wouldn't like something big and extravagant, for she had trouble processing lots of information at once, much like her sister. Her sister!
Harry wondered how he never thought of asking Luna before. I mean, their personalities mirrored each other almost perfectly. He quickly ran to the forbidden forest. Luna spent most of her time there.
"Hello, Harry." A dreamy voice called to him.
"Hello, Luna."
"Is there a reason you are here?"
"Umm... yeah." Harry's face became very hot suddenly, a stark contrast to the nippy weather that morning. "I-uh. I should probably come right out and say it, shouldn't I?"
"Yes, that would be most appreciated." Luna responded. Harry couldn't tell if she was sarcastic or not.
"I've fallen deeply in love with your sister, and I was wondering if you knew how I could ask her out."
Luna was clear shocked by this revelation. She thought for a few minutes before replying, "I appreciate your honesty, however I cannot say that I am too pleased with it."
Harry's face fell slightly. "What does that mean?"
"Harry, she's recently had her heart broken by another. I'm sorry, but I do not trust you with her love."
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He knew he shouldn't be over thinking this. He knew that it was pointless. He knew it was only going to give him stress, but he couldn't stop as much as he tried. Who would dare hurt her? Her? The most caring, beautiful person in Hogwarts?
Needless to say, Harry's eyes were sporting some serious under eye bags the next morning.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Asked Hermione during breakfast, noting the discoloration under her friend's eyes.
"Nothing. I'm fine."
"He was up late last night." Said his best friend and roommate, Ronald Weasley.
"No, I wasn't, Ron."
"Okay. Fine. You went to bed at a reasonable time." Ron said before turning to Hermione and mouthing No he didn't. Harry was about to retaliate before a small body sat down next to him. A dreamy voice rendered his speech effectively useless as a flush filled his cheeks.
"Hello Hermione, Ron. Good morning, Harry." She addressed each individually, as she always does. "How are we this morning?"
Ron smirked a small bit at his friend's face. "Oh, I'm splendid." He remarked, chuckling slightly at his friend's state. "What about you, Harry?"
Y/N seemed to perk up at the name. Her head turned to him, only now noticing the rosy hue on his cheeks. "Oh dear, you don't look so well." Her voice was distinctly quieter, almost as if she only wanted him to hear. Her hand slowly came up to feel his forehead. "You're absolutely scalding! And it's clear you haven't gotten any sleep."
She panicked slightly.
Ron tried to hold in a laugh. "Oh, yes. Harry was hacking and wheezing last night. It was horrible."
Harry's eyes were about the size of saucers. "What are you doing?" He whispered.
"Trust me." He mouthed back.
"He's in no shape to go to class. Someone must take care of him." Harry just realized what Ron was trying to do. Wanker.
"I would, but Hermione and I have a test first period." Hermione nodded too, quickly becoming aware of his scheme. "Looks like you're going to need to take care of him. I really wish I could help."
Y/N's eyes never left Harry's face. "Be sure to tell the teachers about Harry's predicament." She said as she dragged him out of the great hall, despite his protests. She knew the password was as she was a frequenter of the Gryffindor common room. He was led to his dorm and was forced onto the bed.
"Y/N, I'm gonna tell you one more time. I'm not-"
"Shhhhhh." She cut him off. "Harry, relax. I can't remember the last time you did." She did have a point. He couldn't remember the last time he had a stress free hour, much less day. "I'm going to go to the kitchen and whip up something. Get some rest, alright?" He nodded his head. His eyelids slowly fluttered and closed. He didn't really dream, but he felt a sort of presence. It felt like a giant hug.
He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he woke to the sound of Y/N closing his bedroom door. "I made a soup with some clowort root mixed in. It should help with your symptoms." She said. "And, there is some water to wash it all down."
"You never cease to amaze me." He said rather bluntly in his sleepy delirium. He took a spoonful of the soup. It tasted quite like the food in the great hall, but there was something distinctly different from it. There was an unmistakable taste of... home. He quickly went for more.
"Slow down, Harry!" Y/N's volume raised ever so slightly. "Consuming large amounts of clowort root can lead to some unwanted side effects."
"Like what?"
She gestured for him to lead forward, as if telling him a secret. "People tend to make quite irrational decisions when copious amounts of clowort are in their system." She pulled back and gave a stern yet loving gaze.
"I don't know. I've eaten a decent amount and I don't feel a thing." He said indifferently. She simply rolled her eyes and looked away from him.
"Hey. I uh... I heard from Luna that you had some trouble with a boy and I'm here if you need to talk or anything." He knew that he probably shouldn't invite his crush to talk openly about a romantic partner she had, but he would listen to her talk about anything and everything just to hear her voice.
"Oh. It's nothing. Just a stupid fling that hadn't even lasted a month." Y/N said, her eyes becoming more solemn looking.
"It's just... if I had a girlfriend," especially one as perfect as you, "I would treat her better than that."
"I can see the brash decision making has already taken effect." Y/N jokes lightly, but only was laughing at it.
"I'm serious, you know." He said, grabbing her hand and lacing her fingers through his.
"Harry, you're not thinking straight-"
"Ever since we met each other and you helped me with your helped me with my homework. You were so kind."
"Harry, please don't-"
"I understand if you don't feel the same way, I wouldn't be so keen on falling in love someone who nearly dies every other weekend either, but I needed you to-"
"Harry." Her voice was ferm enough to cut off his incoherent ramblings. Her thumb brushed against the back of his hand. "You're not well. You're saying things you don't mean-"
"No, I'm not-"
"Harry, I can't have my heart broken again." Her eyes held a certain glossiness to it that he hadn't seen before. Her voice was almost breaking. "You are amazing and sweet and beautiful and... well, words can hardly describe how much I admire you. But," Her eyes darted around the room, trying to avoid eye contact. "You're just doing this because you're sick and under the influence. You don't mean it-"
"Yes, I do!" Harry giggled slightly. He was getting a bit frustrated at this point. "What do I have to do to prove it to you?"
She looked deep into his emerald eyes. They say eyes are the window to the soul, and they weren't lying. Every emotion, every thought running through his pretty head, everything could be seen in them. It was so intense, she could only make eye contact for a few seconds.
"Nothing." Y/N whispered. Harry's head snapped to her. "I believe you, Harry." They sat in silence for a while, processing the revelation that just took place. It was a bit awkward. Okay, very awkward. The apprehension of the unknown was creeping upon them. Now what? Where do we go from here?
Harry was the first to make a move. He held his arm out, inviting her join him on his, rather small in hindsight, bed. She happily accepted and curled into his side. She was practically on top of him due to the size of the bed, yet he couldn't be happier. Neither could she.
Bonus:
"HARRY JAMES POTTER, WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?" Y/N was positive that Luna's cries could be heard throughout the entire castle.
"Luna, please calm down-" She tried to console.
"GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER!"
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ahtsumu · 4 years
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what your haikyuu!! fave says about you
hinata: wholesome; there’s something pretty big standing in the way of your current goals that you hope to overcome; you send those heart memes into group chats; your life motto is to have courage and be kind; aka you are a hufflepuff; you tend to stan/identify with protagonists; aka your favourite harry potter character is deadass harry potter (… or neville)
kageyama: you want to be a bad bitch; you started drinking cow juice milk out of a little box with a straw bc you saw that kags does; wildin’ online but you’re a lil shy irl; “little shit” is one of your favourite insults/terms of endearment; you refuse to play any position other than setter for pickup games
tanaka: wack af; don’t know how to use your inside voice; short temper but usually very sweet; you like walking around barefoot; you have a pretty sick party trick–– probably something physical and reckless, like a headstand LMAO; high alcohol tolerance
nishinoya: also wack but you’re short so you’re even weirder; you probably play libero on your volleyball team; you’ve tried copying the rolling thunder move and your first attempt was also your last
tsukishima: all your faves are tsunderes; dry af sense of humour; probably spends an unhealthy amount of time on reddit; people who know you irl call you a troll; definitely a complainer; hate-watch reality tv shows; people ask if you’re anemic/sick/tired a lot–– you’re probably not, you just never sleep; drinks too much caffeine
kuroo: thirsty
kenma: you play(ed) at least one of the following: legend of zelda, any final fantasy, the elder scrolls, fallout; you wear thick-frame glasses; cat-person; you’ve dyed your hair before; probably watch(ed) danisnotonfire and pewdiepie; definitely went through an emo phase or is currently going through one; you like “smol” things
bokuto: life of the party; you may be a little self-centred/vain but you milk the shit out of it for comedic purposes; you know your way around a grill; VERY COMPETITIVE; you listen to nicki minaj and cardi b unironically; probably lowkey famous on twitter for memes; definitely know too many tiktok dances
akaashi: pretty boys are the bane of your existence; you definitely draw or make art of some sort; you do well in school and have “intellectual” interests; pink is one of your favourite colours; soft aesthetic; you watch yuri!!! on ice; you either can’t stop cursing or struggle to say “fuck” irl; you want to start a bujo or you currently keep one
atsumu: you were originally an oikawa stan but you switched lanes when he said that fucking goody two shoes line because his voice is pure sex; you text with HAHAHA instead of 😂; probably curse like a sailor; you flirt by comparing hand sizes; you have a sweet tooth; active on twitter; a little self-centred; you laugh at fail compilations
osamu: atsumu was too much of a dick, immature, or cocky; you’re drawn to quiet people; most if not all your interests revolve around food; you intentionally root for the underdog in most movies/books; not very competitive, you prefer to just go with the flow; you can relate to being in someone else’s shadow; you probably stan loki over thor too oh my god you do don’t you
oikawa: your fave fic genre is angst; hoe for astrology, sci-fi, and crystals/palm reading; you’ve probably gone through a HELLA rough patch in your life (possibly depression); you like writing and probably have written an in-depth character analysis about him; you struggle with finding balance in your life; you get played by fuckboys irl but you never learn bc they’re just so hot
iwaizumi: you know an oikawa irl; you also watch free! but not for the plot 👀; your favourite fanfiction trope is enemies to lovers; you flirt by being mean to your crush; probably a beast at arm-wrestling; you’re physically strong but might not seem like it; owner of a resting bitch face for sure
terushima: two words: tongue piercing
ushijima: very slim chance you have crackhead energy; you’re ambitious and tend to stan powerful/successful characters; most likely also “gifted” with some sort of talent or skill–– and you’re damn good at whatever it is; one of your hobbies is a sport; you’re doing well at school; people say you’re a chill person; definitely have a thing for his thighs; you want ushijima to r u i n you
tendou: you watch at least one of the following: hunter x hunter, one piece, naruto, or bleach; unconventional-looking or ugly anime characters are your type; massive fucking troll; you openly thirst on main; you shitpost on your main instagram; you fear nothing, god fears you
semi: be honest you just like anime boys with silver hair
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