gryffindorbandit
gryffindorbandit
raise a little hell, wreak a little havoc
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gryffindorbandit · 7 months ago
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omg my heart and soul
first full moon / @wolfstarmicrofic / 662 words
Teddy Lupin is twenty-three days old the first time he turns into a werewolf.
He is his father’s darkest nightmare come to pass: newborn flesh and cartilage molded into animal by the violent pestle of the moon. 
(He is small. The change is quick. A wolf in baby’s clothing.)
The aftertaste of the potion burns the back of Remus’s throat like bile. He doesn’t believe in wishful thinking, or god, but for nine months he hoped and prayed for anything but this. 
The cub is too young to howl. Instead he whimpers pitifully, paws trapped in the sleeves of his babygrow, blue cotton patterned with sunflowers. Teddy’s mum picked it out for him. Now she is dead, Teddy is a monster, and the sleepsuit is a cage. 
(Not for the first time, Remus considers the irony of Wolfsbane: I am safer to others, and so much more dangerous to myself.)
The cub whines again, but more softly. A baby’s cry is its proof of life and Teddy’s has been stifled. Remus goes to him, the way he should have the instant the moon slackened its hold around his neck. He leans over the bars of the crib. Struggles with the fabric. Noses helplessly at stubborn clasps. Finally, seeing no other recourse, Remus sinks his teeth into the sunflowers and rips.
(Just like that, Teddy learns violence is part and parcel of being free, and the wolf proves an even worse father than the man.)
Thrilled, for his part, by the development, the cub sets to work exploring. He lifts a paw curiously and drops it, then another. Teddy Lupin is twenty-three days old the first time he walks, and his little mouth hangs open in wonder at his own existence. 
Eventually he pauses and looks up, awaiting further instruction, and oh, Remus doesn’t know how to do this. Teddy’s eyes are hazy but trusting, too newly formed to see the world clearly. Remus doesn’t dare do it for him; there is nothing he has to teach that he wants his son to learn. 
(In another world, they might have slept peacefully through this moon. The next one too, if Remus could afford more potion. Maybe all of them, now that the war’s done.)
(In this world, he will worry about his son every full moon for the rest of his life.)
In this world, there’s a knock at the door. Remus has terrible instincts; he freezes, and Teddy follows his lead—two werewolves, paralyzed like prey.
The Wolfsbane potion is more than 50% poison. This is enough to kill the wolf for a night and let the man take cover in its husk. Or so Remus has always thought. If it’s brewed and taken correctly, there is no more wolf in Remus’s brain.
It was not brewed and taken correctly, because the black dog is here and the wolf greets him at the door. Sniffs him cautiously. Leaps back and howls with recognition, delight. 
His human brain would think things like, oh, that’s Sirius. And, why on earth is he here? But the dog and the wolf, old friends together again, are unencumbered by such thoughts. 
The dog wags his tail and bounds over to the crib. With care but not hesitation, he grabs Teddy by the scruff of his neck and lifts him up. Delivers him to his father, then lies down to lick the fur between his ears. Pleased, the cub squeals with approval and leans into the offered touch.
Remus watches quietly until a wet nose nudges at his paw. His eyes meet the familiar grey ones of a boy who once, many lives ago, taught himself to be a dog. 
(It is still the only case he knows of a man becoming canine by choice.)
Fighting the desire to flee, Remus lowers slowly to the floor. Then, under the gaze of the first creature the wolf ever touched without causing pain, he moves closer and nuzzles his precious son.
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gryffindorbandit · 7 months ago
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"lily gets in the way of jegulus", "regulus gets in the way of jily"
james has two hands.
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gryffindorbandit · 7 months ago
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sorry if this turns into a mha blog
actually not sorry
fair warning tho
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gryffindorbandit · 9 months ago
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School sweethearts.
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gryffindorbandit · 10 months ago
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queer people of all kinds. i am looking you in the eyes. do not fucking kill yourself. are you listening to me it will be okay. it will get better. i am shaking you by the shoulders do. not. fucking. do. it. you have so much to keep going for and so many people who love you. the cost of the present will not outweigh the life ahead of you. i love you. chin up or down keep walking you'll get there. we will pull you back up onto your feet should you fall. i love you
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gryffindorbandit · 11 months ago
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[call me by blondie playing] THE STEVE HARRINGTON BABYSITTING SERVICE
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gryffindorbandit · 11 months ago
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i’m not talking about the little blurbs no i’m talking about chapters long. if you find any good ones pls lmk !
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gryffindorbandit · 1 year ago
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currently thinking about knight!bakugo and prince(ss)!reader
send help
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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dear god i love him
obsessed with steve eating pussy. sorry.
steve x f!reader
cw: 18+ smut, oral (f receiving)
“Steve,” you choke out in a breathy sob, fingers knitting into the damp locks of hair at the nape of his neck.
He moans in response, the sound vibrating through your core where he’s got his mouth on you. Your eyes meet his, under his thick lashes, his pupils blown wide with desperate arousal. The tip of nose buried in the curls between your legs and it’s the prettiest sight you’ve ever laid eyes on. Even with the pink and orange sunset behind him, Steve’s the best view. His head trapped between your thighs and you find it difficult to hold yourself upright on the hood of his BMW, but you can’t take your eyes off him.
Steve’s got his two middle fingers sunk deep in you, curled just right as you pour out around his knuckles. He eats you like he’s got a point to prove, and well, he thinks he does. Saw the way Hargrove flirted with you as you two walked into the parking lot at the community pool. So, maybe, he’s determined to devour you so beautifully that you won’t be able to think about anything else during your next shift. Jealousy is pretty cute on Steve, especially when it’s so pointless. No way in hell you’re even capable of finding another man attractive. You’re wholly Steve’s.
He whines as he licks through your folds, circles his tongue against your clit and straightens out the fingers he’s got buried deep in you, just to curl them again. You’re a mess of broken moans and cries, brows furrowed and jaw hung open as you watch him. Fingers tug at his hair and he takes the cue, keeping up exactly what he’s doing as your back arches and hips cant up against his face.
“Gonna— god, don’t stop,” you babble out, “just like that, Stevie… gonna cum.”
He blinks up at you, all pretty and wonderful. Eyes urging you on, saying what his mouth can’t because it’s too busy with the task at hand. But you can read it, can practically hear his voice begging you to cum for him.
Steve doesn’t dare let up when your body stills, then seizes against his face. A uncontrollable sob breaking from your throat as you squeeze him between your legs and pull at the roots of his hair. He groans, all deep and lovely against you. Loves his hair tugged at. He pulls your orgasm from you so sweetly, fingers and tongue working together to make you see stars. Only lets up when you let go of the vice grip you’d had on his hair. Steve stands, grabs your jaw and crashes your lips together. Whispers sweet things against your mouth and you cling to him so tightly, whispering compliments right back.
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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wikihow to be weirder and simultaneously cooler on the internet
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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this is so funny omfg
Me: Okay guys remember that it’s important in improv to establish your characters at the beginning of the scene.
Students: ok
Student 1: Hello. I am the president of the United States.
Student 2: Hello madame president. I’m William Shakespeare and I’m here to assassinate you.
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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a lil doodle compilation of the SDV Bachelorettes i’ve done through the year.
Emily, Haley, Leah
Abigail, Penny, Maru
✨Check out the bachelors here!!✨
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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As much as I love the Stardew Valley spouses it always kinda bugs me that they stay stagnant after you marry them. Like even after having kids and passing a decade in game they look and act the exact same? Anyway what if
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Bachelors and Krobus are here!!! Thanks for your patience ^^
(Also if you like these and want to see them smooching YOUR farmer, my commission info is here :3)
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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there are very few things i hate more than reading from the first person point of view
i’ve been listening to the pjo audiobook
i. am. struggling.
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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watched saltburn last night after taking an edible.
loved
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gryffindorbandit · 2 years ago
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feeling like i (myself) manifested the partridge x rodrigo couple
(((i am delusional)))
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