I love Chinese food, like steamed dim sum, and I can have noodles morning, noon and night, hot or cold. I like food that's very simple on the digestive system - I tend to keep it light. I love Japanese food too - sushi, sashimi and miso soup.
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The Gallery of the History of Ancient Painting in the Hermitage, c. 1800s, by Unknown
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I thought I’d share this, i wanted to check out that ai that people have been using to write essays. I put in a 500 word prompt of what I wanted it to be about and let the ai do the rest lol.
Fred Weasley/ Y/N short story
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The Triwizard Tournament had come to Hogwarts, and the castle was buzzing with excitement. Y/N, the daughter of Sirius Black, was a Slytherin and had been eagerly anticipating the upcoming Yule Ball. She had been looking forward to it for weeks, ever since Fred Weasley, her lifelong friend, had asked her to be his date
Fred was a Gryffindor, and despite the fact that they were from rival houses, they had always managed to maintain their friendship. They had grown up together, and Y/N had always had a bit of a crush on him. However, she had never been able to tell him how she felt.
As the day of the ball approached, Y/N became increasingly nervous. She wasn't sure if Fred saw her as anything more than a friend, and she didn't want to ruin their friendship by confessing her feelings. So, when Michael Corner, a Ravenclaw, asked her to be his date, she reluctantly agreed.
On the night of the ball, Y/N put on her light mint green dress with white lace flowers, feeling a little self-conscious as she looked in the mirror. She couldn’t help but wonder if Fred would like it.
When she arrived at the Great Hall, she saw Fred standing with Angelina Johnson, a Gryffindor, and her heart sank. She knew that Fred had asked her to the ball before he had even met Angelina, but she couldn't help feeling jealous. She greeted him with a smile, trying to hide her disappointment.
As the night went on, Y/N and Michael danced, but she couldn't help but steal glances at Fred and Angelina. They looked so happy together, and she felt a pang of jealousy every time she saw them.
Fred, on the other hand, was equally jealous as he watched Y/N dance with Michael. He couldn't help but feel that he had made a mistake by asking Angelina to the ball instead of Y/N. He had always had a soft spot for her, but he had been too scared to tell her how he felt.
As the night wore on, Y/N couldn't take it anymore. She excused herself from the dance floor and ran outside. She found a secluded spot by the lake and let the tears fall. She was so caught up in her emotions that she didn't hear Fred approach.
"Y/N, are you okay?" he asked, concerned.
Y/N wiped away her tears and turned to face him. "Why do you care?" she snapped.
"Because you're my friend," Fred replied. "And because I don't like seeing you upset."
Y/N looked at him for a moment, and then she slapped him across the face. Fred was taken aback, but he didn't back down.
"What was that for?" he demanded.
"For making me think that you liked me," Y/N said, tears streaming down her face. "For asking me to the ball and then bringing Angelina instead. For making me feel like a fool."
Fred looked at her, his expression softening. "I'm sorry, Y/N," he said. "I was an idiot. I should have asked you to the ball, and I should have told you how I feel a long time ago."
Y/N looked at him, surprised. "How do you feel?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Fred took a step closer to her. "I feel like I'm in love with you, Y/N," he said, his voice full of sincerity. "I've felt that way for a long time, but I was too scared to tell you."
Y/N's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You love me?" she asked, her voice trembling.
Fred nodded. "I do," he said. "I know it's probably not the best timing, but I couldn't keep it to myself any longer."
Y/N looked at him, her eyes full of emotion. "I love you too, Fred," she said, taking a step closer to him.
Without saying another word, Fred took Y/N's face in his hands and kissed her. It was a kiss full of passion and longing, a kiss that they both had been waiting for for years. They broke apart, both of them breathing heavily.
"I can't believe this is happening," Y/N said, her eyes filling with tears of joy.
"I can't either," Fred said, grinning from ear to ear. "But I'm glad it is. I've been waiting for this moment for so long."
They stood there for a few moments, just looking at each other in silence. Then, Fred took Y/N's hand and led her back into the castle.
"We should probably go back to the ball," he said, his voice full of excitement.
Y/N nodded, feeling happier than she had in a long time. As they walked back into the Great Hall, they could feel the stares of their classmates on them. But they didn't care. They were in love, and nothing else mattered.
They spent the rest of the night dancing together, laughing, and talking about everything and nothing. They knew that there would be challenges ahead, but they were ready to face them together.
As the night drew to a close, Fred and Y/N walked back to the Slytherin common room, holding hands. They said their goodbyes, but not before sharing one last kiss.
"I'll see you tomorrow," Fred said, smiling at her.
Y/N nodded, a smile spreading across her face. "Tomorrow," she repeated.
As she watched him walk away, she couldn't help but feel grateful for the Triwizard Tournament, for bringing her and Fred together. She knew that their love story was just beginning, and she couldn't wait to see where it would take them.
#fred weasly x reader#fred weasley#harry potter#hogwarts#ai#fred weasley fic#slytherin#goblet of fire#yule ball#Weasley#harry potter fic#draco malfoy
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The sun is shining bright and clear,
But the warmth does little to ease my fear,
My mind is clouded, my heart is heavy,
And the joy of the day feels far too heady.
The light that should bring me peace,
Only serves to highlight my unease,
For while the world is bright and gay,
I am lost in my own dark dismay.
The warmth of the sun upon my skin,
Feels like a burden I cannot win,
For while the light is meant to heal,
My soul is too broken to feel.
The smiles of others, the laughter of friends,
Only serve to remind me of my own ends,
For while the world is full of hope and cheer,
I am trapped in my own pain and fear.
So I sit alone, basking in the light,
But my mind remains lost in the night,
For while the world is bright and clear,
My heart is too broken to feel the cheer.
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This was supposed to be a lady of the lake type deal but with a flood (?)
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Cleopatra- The luminaries
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“Desolate”
Based off of the anime Clannad
A world revealed to have been created by Ushio, who died regretting having left her father alone.
She creates a body out of garbage for an unnamed entity only referred to as "Me," so that she will not be alone in her world
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