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[protectmypeople]

~ the arrangement~

Ridiculous. Heinous. Violation of personal freedoms. Mutterings through the council. Marriage is the solution. Our troops cannot survive another war. They had decided, as he sat still, chin in his hand eyes focused on the small engrained details of the round table. Small linings of gold, hints of ruby, intriguing. "Sir!" The voice boomed out, his attention returning to the table of so called confidants who ran the kingdom under his mothers guidance. Eyes idly glancing across the older men, his eyes neatly settled upon his mother. The man beside her, a direct councilman to her was glaring daggers at him. "It has been decided. You will marry Davina of the Southern Region." He declared, the table nodding in agreement. Bellamy wanted to fight this. The way he had for the past few years, standing at the front lines, his country on his side. The men who had fallen at his feet, blood stained, choking on crimson as they pleaded for the release soon approaching. A scar still prominently hung across his thigh from where he had almost met that same fate. However, the coffers were growing thin, men and women alike exhausted, war depleting their resources. It was time to hang the sword, and put on a wedding band. Fingers idly scratched across his freckled skin, stretching over the scars recently gathered. Slowly rising, he placed both hands behind his back. Responsibility to his country was at the forefront of his thoughts. If marrying his enemy was the route the council had chosen, it was his duty to take it. Yet irritation still bristled under his skin at having his life discussed so casually. "So be it."

Preparations were well underway. She was to arrive today. His betrothed. The wedding occurring later that evening. Servants moved about the castle with an urgency he had never seen before, at least not in terms of decoration. The finest cutlery, new curtains, rugs cleaned, flowers hung. The smells of jasmine, and lavender wafted throughout the place. Bellamy hurried down the stairs, his coat stiff as a maid fussed over his sleeves. "They just aren't sitting right sir." She mumbled, following hastily behind him, as he was, per usual, late. "It's fine Marie. I'm late as it is."

Mother, and a handful of the council awaiting his arrival at the front gate. Bellamy attempted to hastily move while not being too obvious, just as a carriage rolled into the front of their estate. Stopping at his mothers side, he straightened, hands settling behind his back. The urge to itch at the tight collar on his throat nearly breaking his supposed at ease appearance. "You're late." His mother scolded, her eyes trained forward, an easy smile on her features as she welcomed her new daughter in law. Bellamy rolled his eyes, tension entering his shoulders as soon as the carriage door swung open. He wondered what she would look like, would she be kind? angry? she had been pushed into the same fate, he hoped they would get along. Thoughts spun wildly in his mind as his fiance stepped out of the carriage.

@fallenregent

[museyourmarbles]

@gentlepuff cont. from here.

Odette had to hold in a giggle as her fellow Hufflepuff spoke to her. "What? I do not snore." She replied softly. "If I do, no one has ever mentioned it to me until you did." She continued. She had turned to her as they sat next to each other in the Great Hall, pausing from eating her dinner. "Please dint tell me that I keep you up because of it?" She asked the other girl.

"Do so!" Poppy let out a light-hearted chuckle and gracefully settled into her seat adjacent to Odette at the massive dinning table in the Great Hall. "Maybe they were simply being courteous." Poppy quickly realized her comment may have come across as impolite and added, "Oh, no, no! It's similar to those silly noise machines muggles use to help them sleep." Something about her dorm mate's snoring eased her and put her to rest at night.

[into-the-groove]

favorite photo of all time not even joking

[theblob1958]

people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.

[kensatou]

i watch baseball for the side quests

update: i think you should look at the reblogs for more important baseball hijinks

[black-quadrant]

this couldn’t be said any better

[yourfavecharacterisqueer]

hypothetical scenario for you all: the real king arthur returns. you meet him and you welcome him into your home. what is the first thing you do with him? keep in mind, this is a man from the 500s (he died in 542), and you are from the 21st century (2024).

[froody]

my mom is soooo upset because she dropped and cracked one of her chicken’s eggs that she knew was fertilized. it’s her first time trying to hatch chicks and she was so excited. this was one of two eggs she’d seen moving while candling them. she feels so bad.

[ottosbigtop]

I think we as a society should bring back brotps. I think we should be weirder about characters being friends the same way people are weird about ships. Make those two characters who interacted once or twice besties. Make it difficult for them to get rid of each other even if they want to. Go nuts

[mangozic]

my dead goth son and his friendly neighborhood personified concept of insanity

[nymphoutofwater]

And why? Cultural norms? Personal schedule? “Cause I’m always late to everything”?

Bonus points: Region and/or ethnicity?

[narwhalsarefalling]

my (cis) brother is using my old license to buy wine and it has the gender marker F on there. so whenever he gets asked he just says “oh i’m trans”. its literally worked every single time.

[museyourmarbles]

@gentlepuff liked for a starter from Sebastian.

The weekends at Hogwarts were a pleasant change in pace compared to the business of the weekdays. During the week Sebastian spent his time running back and forth between classes, attending cross wands, keeping up with student (and professor’s) gossip, searching every corner of the library for a cure for his twin sister, and of course keeping his professors on their toes with his mischief.

But now that it was the weekend, the young Slytherin boy could finally feel himself relax. This particular early afternoon he found himself taking a walk around the Black Lake, hoping to see a peak of his favorite magical beast that inhabited the Hogwarts ground. The Giant Squid. But at last, the beast was nowhere to be found. What he did spot however was someone familiar. A short brunette Hufflepuff, dressed in her weekend clothes sitting on the ground near the lake. Odette.

He stuffed his wand into his back pocket,( A terrible habit his Uncle Solomon told him would one day cost him his wand.) before taking a seat next to her on the ground.

“You don’t spend all your weekends alone do you?”

[fangsandthangs]

When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag

[nicetomeetmew]

This collab was not on my 2023 bingo card

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