natvksblog

[natvksblog]

How do I tell my friend that's coming over for a sleepover that this is what the ceiling over my bed looks like now on?

[natvksblog]

Favourite lines

*proceeds to trip over nothing*

~said Oliver never

pov: you hit your sibling too hard

~ said Oliver NEVER (this man's birth certificate says yapper on it)

pov: when you genuinely wanna apologise to your siblings

~said everyone trying to hide their crush

[natvksblog]

Between Goals & Glances

In all the years I've been reading fanfics I never seemed to find a fanfic about my favorite ship and yes it doesn't need much thinking it's Flintwood!!!! 💗

(I started working on this a long time ago and it's so nice seeing how my writing changed throughout time)

Chapter one

Harry pounded on the door again, louder this time.

"Oliver! Wake up!" he shouted. "We're going to be late for practice!"

Inside, there was a muffled groan, followed by the sound of footsteps. Finally, the door creaked open to reveal Oliver Wood, hair tousled and eyes half-shut.

"What is it...?" he mumbled.

"You're late for Quidditch!" Harry replied.

"WHAT? "Merlin's beard, how stupid can I be?" Oliver groaned, running his hands through his hair. "Go tell the others I'll be there in three minutes!"

"Okay, hurry!"

Oliver dashed around his room, scrambling to get ready before the entire practice was ruined. Six minutes later, Oliver sprinted onto the quidditch pitch,the crisp morning air hitting his face and his heart pounding. Instead of finding his team mid-practice, he saw them lounging on the bleachers.

"What are you all doing?" he demanded, exasperated.

Jennifer, his sister and newest member of the team, looked up curiously. "Potter said something about a flint. What's a flint?"

Oliver groaned, rubbing his temples. "The most insufferable thing to roam the halls of this school," he muttered, stalking toward the Slytherins on the far end of the pitch.

Jennifer turned to Harry, eyebrows raised. "Seriously, what's a flint?"

Harry chuckled. "Marcus Flint. He's the Slytherin team captain. And-"

Before he could finish, Oliver's voice cut through the air.

"I TOLD YOU, FLINT! YOU NEED A WRITTEN NOTE FROM THE TEACHERS TO USE THE PITCH!"

He had gotten down and into Marcus's face.

Marcus crossed his arms, smirking as he rolled his eyes. "Relax, Wood. We're just here for a bit of practice."

Jennifer stepped forward, her hand tightening around Oliver's arm. "Let's go, Oliver," she said, her voice low but firm. "He's not worth it. We can practice tomorrow."

Marcus laughed, his voice dripping with mockery. "That's right, Wood. Hide behind your little girlfriend. Can't stand up for yourself, can you?"

Oliver saw red. Before Jennifer could stop him, he lunged at Marcus, landing a punch square on his jaw.

The boys' fight was shortly cut by McGonagall who stormed across the pitch, her robes billowing behind her. "Enough!" she barked, yanking Oliver by the collar as Snape seized Marcus's arm.

"Both of you to my office-now"

McGonagall folded her hands on her desk, her lips a thin line. "I should've expected this from you two."

Marcus smirked. "It's just a bit of fun, Professor."

"Fun?" McGonagall snapped, her voice icy. "This is the fifth time this term you've disrupted Quidditch practices. And now, your petty squabbles have wasted enough of my time."

Marcus smirked confidently, but McGonagall silenced him with a withering glare.

"As I was saying... You two will have to practice together for the whole semester... without fighting! Or else quidditch will be CANCELLED"

"But Professor, you can't cancel Quidditch! That's-" said Marcus

"Cruel" added Oliver for once agreeing with Marcus.

McGonagall adjusted her square spectacles, her voice sharp enough to cut through stone. "You should have thought of that earlier"

"Practice? With him?" Oliver said, his voice rising in disbelief.

"You heard me, Mr. Wood," McGonagall replied, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Marcus rolled his eyes. "This is ridiculous."

"What's ridiculous," McGonagall said, her gaze icy, "is your inability to behave like reasonable people. Consider this your final warning."

Would you like for me to post the following chapters?

The book:

[natvksblog]

*after every intense game between Slytherin and Gryffindor*

Oliver: Good game princess

Marcus: Fuck you

Oliver: Yes

Marcus: What?

Oliver: What?

[natvksblog]

the trope is:

brunette&blonde best friends who shared intimate moments and are clearly attracted to each other, but don't have the guts to say it out loud

[natvksblog]

YES! FINALLY SOMEONE WHO HAS THE SAME HUMOUR AS ME!

*Gryffindor wins the Quidditch Cup*

Wood, giving a speech at the celebratory feast: …And finally I’d like to thank all the Hogwarts’ players who have helped me grow as player and captain. Except for Flint, because he hasn’t helped me. He’s actually lessened my talent, it’s gone down since I’ve met him.

[natvksblog]

@urf4vspyd3r on Tiktok

[natvksblog]

This trend but it's

DEAD POETS SOCIETY

[natvksblog]

I mean...LOOK AT HIM

babe wake up my new dps meme just dropped (they both very gay and we know it ok)

[natvksblog]

Was it casual?

(but I'm not telling you who it's about till the end)

I think you already know who it's about...

So was it casual?

[natvksblog]

Was it casual?

(but I'm not telling you who it is about until the end)

I think you know who it is by now

So...was it casual?

[natvksblog]

Was it casual?

(but I'm not telling you who it is till the end)

I think you know who it is by now...

So...was it casual?

[natvksblog]

Was it casual?

(but I'm not telling you who it is till the end)

I think by now you know who it is...

So...was it casual?

[natvksblog]

Why are we doing this to ourselves?

Ouch...

[natvksblog]

Ouch...

[natvksblog]

Me when old people post their lovers under this song...

[natvksblog]

Can we all agree that Buck deserves a not new clear breakup for once in his life? Like I want the breakup with Tommy to be for a very normal reason like Tommy moving away. And ofc I want him to end up with Eddie cause it's my dream