#I remember Hi I'm X and I'll be auditioning with song X

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[teddyshoney]

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#5

So, the @gleeful-paintbox-project prompt got me inspired to write a little ficlet, which got me inspired to leave this open-ended so I can fill other prompts in a similar style. So, here we are with Glee According to Kurt Hummel.

The first ficlet in this...series?...is called Mr. Cellophane, in which Kurt is standing backstage, waiting to audition for the New Directions.

Ficlet below the cut. Or you can read it on AO3 or FF.net.

Kurt Hummel stood backstage behind the curtain, taking deep breaths and trying to calm the butterflies currently stirring up a tornado in his stomach. He thought he was going to be sick.

He could hear the clear, strong voice of Mercedes Jones demanding R-E-S-P-E-C-T, and it added more fear to the lump in his throat. He began to second-guess himself. Am I actually going to do this?

A beat went by, a beat of indecision. I shouldn't do this. It was a silly idea. I thought I could fit in somewhere, but I don't know how important that really is. I'm okay on my own. Right. Right? Am I? He immediately remembered some of the thoughts he had earlier in the hallway outside the counselor's office and shuddered. Maybe I'm not. Am I really going to do this?

He reminded himself that he had to. He could hear his dad's voice in his head, telling him that he wanted him to join a club. The request had come out as a do-this-or-else command, but Kurt had grown to know his father well enough since his mother's death to understand that his dad was looking out for him as best he could. He loved him, no matter how gruff he sounded or misunderstood Kurt felt at times. Kurt loved his dad, too, and appreciated his concern.

It did little to help the butterflies, though. Am I ready for this? I've never sung in front of other people before. What if they make fun of me? What if I sound bad? What if I can't hit that high note? Why didn't I pick a different song? Should I go a little more Top 40?

Then his thoughts shifted gears, moving to the future. He loved watching reality TV, and he had been on a kick recently, watching cast reunions and interviews. Will I make friends like that? he wondered. Will there be people I remember fondly, want to see at class reunions? Will I find someone who actually wants to be friends, who sees me for who I am? The thought Who knows I'm gay? flashed through his head, too, but he shoved that backward. Better to not be too hopeful, he told himself.

Just then, he heard Mercedes sing her final note. Then, there was the sound of Mr. Schuster's voice, saying something to her.

He took another deep breath in through his mouth and closed his eyes, letting it out ever so slowly through his nose. Center yourself. Focus. You can do this. Maybe it will even be fun.

He opened his eyes just as Mercedes walked by him, and he made himself give her a smile, however unconvincing. Then, he heard Mr. Schuster call out for the next person, and he took one last deep breath before he squared his shoulders and headed out on the stage. I just have to try. If I don't like it, I don't have to join. This doesn't have to define my high school career.

The next thing he knew, he was standing on the "X" in the middle of the stage. His voice came out stronger than he expected when he said, "Hello. I'm Kurt Hummel, and I'll be singing Mr. Cellophane."

46 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#4

Klaine 3-2-1 Prompt Bang Fic: When You Wish Upon a Star

Author: @teddyshoney

Artist: @teddyshoney

Prompt Provided by: @gleefulpoppet

Pairings: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Rating: M

Word Count: 15,459

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Isabelle Wright

Summary: When Kurt leaves California for a fashion show to premiere his line he's been working on for a few years, he never expects to hear a familiar voice or see a familiar face, one that he hadn't thought he'd ever see or hear outside of his head. It all starts with one sentence, and it blossoms far beyond what either Kurt or his mysterious and handsome stranger could ever have imagined.

Genre/Tropes: Strangers to Lovers, Meet Cute, Soulmates

Warnings: None

50 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

#3

Klaine 3-2-1 Prompt Bang Fic: To Serenade an Angel

Author: @teddyshoney

Artist: @teddyshoney

Prompt Provided by: @redheadgleek

Pairing: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Rating: T

Word Count: 12,375

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Roderick Meeks, Trent, Nick

Summary: After the death of his father, Kurt receives a letter from a prestigious musical college, inviting him to attend. He decides to attend, and shortly after his arrival, he hears a strange voice beckoning him down a forbidden hallway. Kurt begins a relationship with the voice, unsure why he finds him so intriguing and why his heart beats more rapidly each time he thinks about the voice. Who does the voice belong to? And what does it want with him?

Genre/Tropes: Emotional hurt/comfort, friends to lovers

Warnings: minor character death mentioned; minor mentions of abuse

51 notes - Posted July 13, 2022

#2

This story is now complete! All 14 chapters have been written and posted! Thank you to everyone who has been reading! I appreciate all of you! And thank you very much to @klaine-word-scramble for the challenge! It's been fun!

Title: Words Unwritten; Stories Untold Chapter: 14/14 Words: 58,181 Summary: During his first ever author book signing event, self-published poetry author Blaine Anderson meets famous writer Kurt Hummel during a slightly awkward chance encounter. Blaine considers this to be a self-esteem boost and nothing more until an innocent-looking email turns into a whirlwind summer romance that Blaine is certain he'll never forget. To read it from Chapter 12 (the first new chapter), click HERE! To read it from the beginning, click HERE!

58 notes - Posted October 31, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Klaine 3-2-1 Prompt Bang Fic: Measure for Measure

Author: @teddyshoney

Artist: @datshitrandom

Prompt Provided by: @quizasvivamos

Pairings: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Rating: M

Word Count: 16,588

Characters: Kurt, Blaine, Sam, Tina, Mercedes, Mr. Schue, Ms. Pillsbury, Rachel (mentioned), Madame Tibideaux (mentioned)

Summary: Blaine Anderson, the new band and choir director for McKinley High School, immediately feels a connection to Kurt Hummel, the English teacher, during their initial teacher inservice days. He wants to get to know him, and after a conversation with the art teacher, Tina Cohen-Chang, he finds out that Kurt is stand-offish with nearly everyone at school—except his students—and his only real friend is Mercedes. Spurred on by his feelings, Blaine decides to do something brash: give himself five days to win Kurt Hummel. After he learns more about what secret Kurt's been hiding, however, that might prove to be a taller order than he'd originally thought.

Genre/Tropes: Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Pining, Love at First Sight, Drama

Warnings: Sexual content (see fic tags for more information)

Author's Notes: The title Measure for Measure has a double-meaning in this story! If you want to know how, check under the cut. I don't want to spoil it here! Many thanks to @datshitrandom for the gorgeous artwork. You can find another lovely piece below the cut that is also located at the end of the story! Also, a big shoutout to my friends, @jayhawk-writes and @gleefulpoppet for their support and beta skills! ❤️

Read it on AO3.

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65 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

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[graceanne19822]

Slither

Based on "Slither" by Djo

Pairings: Joe Keery x Reader

Summary: Joe needs support before getting the role of a lifetime

Warnings: Some fluff, some worry about a future career

A/N: I don't give permission for my work to be reposted anywhere. Thanks in advance😊

Also, requests are open!

ALSO OH MY GOD YALL I DID IT. I told myself I was gonna write a fic for each song on the new album to get myself back into writing, and I did it! I'll be over here doin a lil happy dance and working on requests(:

"Y-Yeah, no problem. I get it, you gotta go with what feels right. You guys have a nice day, and good luck with that project," Joe sighs heavily as he hangs up the phone. "Well, there goes another one," he comes to sit by you on the couch, laying his head on your lap.

"Honey maybe that one just wasn't it. You wouldn't have made a very convincing cop anyway," you tickle his side softly as he cracks a smile.

"I guess you're right, I just feel like I do all this work and as soon as I think I got it, it dies off. Like I get the impression that I'm getting the role, but it just slithers away, and there's nothing I can do about it. I just want to be someone. I want my name on billboards, in lights, all that shit," he huffs as he sits up.

"You'll get there love," you kiss his cheek. "It's coming closer, you're working to it. It'll happen."

"I know, I just feel like I'm getting older, and the opportunities are going to pass me by with age," he takes a breath to continue, but his cell phone rings.

"This is Joe!" He answers cheerfully. "Hello Mr. Duffer, yes I remember speaking to you the other day at the audition.... yes, I'm available then...uh huh.... yeah, I can make that work.... thank you so much for the opportunity, I'll see you then!" he hangs up the phone before jumping up and down, excitement painted all over his face. You stood up, waiting for him to speak.

"You are looking at Steve Harrington, bad boy of Hawkins! I got the Stranger Things part!" He pumped a fist in the air as he hugged you with his free arm.

"I'm so proud of you, baby. I knew you could do it!" you smiled, giving him a big kiss.

"Dinner, at six. Dress nice," he kissed your cheek before disappearing into the kitchen to call his family.

"This is really gonna be something," you smiled, no idea just how big this something was going to be.

[noviceaoiryusei]

FAN REPORT 「 bonds ✨ 」

The show started with the three boys introducing themselves. As you may know, they are now called 'the audition group' because two of them came from JUNON x AMUSE idol audition. Just a brief introduction about them Tomohiro Iwasaki // 岩崎友泰, 20, a college student hailing from Chiba Prefecture. He won LATCH Award in JUNON x AMUSE Idol Audition. Yuto Hayashi // 林優大, 18, also hailing from Chiba Prefecture. He also won LATCH Award in JUNON x AMUSE Idol Audition. Last but not the least, Fukuzaki Nayuta // 福崎那由他, 20, hailing from Ibaraki Prefecture. He is the senior amongst them because he has been in the industry for 10 years already. Maybe sometime I'll introduce Tomo and Yuto too. 🤔 The show started at 21:00 JST. The three boys introduced themselves one by one and then they introduced their guest for tonight, Ryota Aoyama // 青山凌大. (I guess I'll also introduce Ryota sometime. Haha). Just a brief introduction, the show is about the three of them and they'll go through some games and discussions to test their bonds as the three of them belonged to a unit in STATION IDOL LATCH. I am having problems with my data connection so there sure is a lot that I have missed because it keeps on lagging. OTL One of the things I understood from this was Tomo asking if Nayuta has done anything when he was reading his script or any routines in preparation for a stage performance and Nayuta responded that he doesn't do anything in particular and that he just doesn't think of anything and just enjoy the whole experience itself. The next corner was to test their bond. Ryota asked how many times they did get together and Nayuta can't even remember. Yuto responded that it's probably around three times, they had talk show events. Yuto explained the next corner. They will play a game to test their bond and Aoyama Ryota will be their judge. They are aiming to get 100% score for this game. Ryota took over the MC-ing for this part. The title of the game is called 'kyun kyun heart' game. They will give heart gestures to the tune of the song, it's all about timing and who had the same gestures with one another. The one who gets along with timing the most times, gets along well! (by Ryota) WHAT THE!? 🤣🤣 Lastly, they will do an original pose to end the song. The song that will be used is the song that they sang together entitled 'Everybody Say Yeah!!' They practiced first. -- The first practice part was so hilarious and Nayuta was so funny. 🤣🤣

WHY ARE YOU CLAPPING?! 🤣🤣 Nayuta got carried away with the song that he forgot. Yes, you're included in here! Lol. After that, they danced twice. Tomo and Nayuta get quite in sync for the first one and on the second one, it's Yuto and Nayuta. The score Ryota gave them is 61 points which is I think fair enough for now. Haha. Ryota's final verdict is... 'it's Iwasaki-kun' (who'll get the punishment). Ryota explained the rules for the punishment game. He will dance to the tune of Everybody Say Yeah!! but he will do his own steps (not the heart ones) and for the final pose, he had to create his own original pose.

✨✨✨✨ Yuto asked how was it and Ryota gave 25 points... out of pity, that is!! 🤣🤣 (he originally wrote 20 but added 5. lol). To end the show, they announced about the upcoming live event of STATION IDOL LATCH and also the next episode of this show (the date and the guest). The show only lasted for around 30 minutes but it's quite fun to see those three bonding together. To be honest, I was worried that Nayuta might find it hard to fit with those two but I'm glad that they get along pretty well. 😊

Before I forgot, they already sang a song together and it's over spotify. I hope you'll give it a listen! 😉 And also, I encoded the romaji lyrics of the song here.

And yet one last thing, I didn't even noticed that Nayuta and Tomo are wearing turtleneck shirts and when Tomo posted a photo of them together on twitter, that's when I noticed.

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I posted 13 times in 2021

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#5

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Pairings: Thomas Loveren x Brianna Blake (Platonic)

Creator/s: @patient5289 (Thomas) and me

Summary: Thomas and Brianna are having a coffee date in their local coffee shop/bakery. (Set in Italy)

Warnings: Fluff, allusion to sex (very slight), mentions of swear words, umm coffee?? if theres anything else message me about it and i'll add it in.

P.S: These are original characters and our own story from the original rp (role play) we were in and now we use them in a different on, so please dont use these characters, thanks bye.

Thomas waited for Brianna in a small coffee shop, sitting in the corner, writing in his worn-journal (not the same one he had five years ago, a new journal)

Brianna sat down in front of him with a journal of her own (not for her emotions), "Hey,"

”Hey there stranger," Thomas mused, looking up, casually closing his journal

"Writing anything new, new movie I should prepare for in advance,"

"Maybe..." Thomas shrugged, "Just jotting down notes for Scars of Honour, how to adapt it to a series. I'll give you audition times though? When...well I find out about them?"

"Ok, nice to know i have an inside man," she joked as the waiter came up, "Prendo il latte macchiato, per favore," (I'll have the mocha latte, please) she offered a small smile to the waiter and waited for Thomas to order

"Your welcome by the way," Thomas chuckled, dipping his head slightly, "Prenderò una tazza di tè verde, grazie," (I'll have a cup of green tea, thank you) he nodded, sending a small yet still awkward smile, "What's that for?" he gesutred to Brianna's journal as the waiter left

"I'm writing poems, that hopefully one day might turn into songs or a book, either would be fun,"

Thomas arched an eyebrow, "Y'know...if you do ever want to make them into a book...I can give you my agent's info?" he offered

"Thanks tom thats really sweet of you," she smiled sweetly, as her latte was placed in front of her her sweet smile turned to a childlike grin (one which wasn't around much as a kid)

"Anything for you Bri," Thomas said casually, nodding as thanks as then the waiter placed his tea down, which he immediately took a small sip of. His smile grew in turn at the sight of Brianna's, he liked seeing Brianna smile, and at Italy, she smiled a lot more.

"I love mocha lattes," she mumbled before taking a sip of her drink, "Are you ever gonna try a new drink?" she asked screwing her face up at the tea before taking another sip

"It seems like you do very much," he snorted, hearing what she mumbled, "And no, I've got my dens to stick with," he took casual sips of his tea

"Yeah yeah whatever, and don't laugh at me you should hear what you say in your sleep,"

"...I-" he said exasperated, "What...do I say in my sleep?" a whole lot of things went through his head

"Oh nothing..." she trailed off taking a sip watching him from behind her cup with amusement dancing in her eyes

"Nothing- nothing? I swear to god Bri, tell me right now-" he sputtered, "You're really having fun there, aren't you-"

"Yes I very much am and why should I tell you, what do I get out of it?" she smirked placing her cup back on the table

Thomas let out a disgruntled groan, almost hitting his head on the table but he didn't as he was...in public, "Insider information? Did we not already establish that?"

"I already get that though,"

"Oh my-" he shook his head, "What do you want then?"

"For you to buy my mochas for the next week?" she posed quirking a brow in anticipation

"I..ye- wait...who's to say you aren't bluffing ay?"

She stood up from her chair coughing loudly gaining everyone's attention, "Oh Will, I miss you so much, when I see you again I think I'll just get on m-" she performed dramatically until she was cut off and everyone started laughing

// she was saying it in italian i just couldn;t be bothered to translate it

"What the fuck-" Thomas whispered yelled, pulling Brianna down immediately, "Don't mind her...she's...day-drunk," he said to everyone, whispering to her, "I fucking hate you-"

"What you wanted to know what you said in your sleep, didn't you?"

"You didn't have to tell everyone...that-"

"Well that was what you said the other night so thats what i remembered,"

"Again, you didn't have to tell everyone that...I'll still buy you your mochas though. Only sometimes,"

"fine by me," she smiled smuggly

"Key word being sometimes, focus on that," he rolled his eyes, drinking his tea

"Yeah i'm still getting my mochas tho,"

"Sadly," he jokingly commented

"Rude," she fired back

"Ah yes, I'm so so very rude," Thomas said sarcastically

"Sometimes, yes, all the time, no," she chuckled lightly

Thomas nodded understandably, "Nice to know you don't consider me like Umbridge or whatever,"

"Your nothing like the pink toad women, and your welcome,"

1 notes • Posted 2021-11-24 23:52:47 GMT

#4

Should I post the edits I made of my fav ship of all time. (from a role play with my friends)

Some info:

Ocs: Brianna Blake and Thomas Loveren + extras for like a second

Face claims: Holland Roden (don't like her she just fit the character) and Dylan O'Brien

1 notes • Posted 2021-11-23 08:04:45 GMT

#3

The Hockey Helper

Summary: Y/n is Gordon Bombay's daughter but she plays hockey for another team

Warnings: Written in third person, not proof read, idk about any others

Word count: 659

Y/n was on the ice, her practice was over and now she was just waiting on her dad to pick her up. The door swung open and a group of kids around her age walked in and went towards the change rooms, her dad behind them all talking to a shaggy brown haired boy who had a large smile plastered on his face.

She continued to skate around the rink until the kids all filtered onto the ice, a boy with black semi tall hair yelled to her "Oi what are you doing on the ice?" she stopped and turned towards him raising her eyebrows, "What does it look like I'm doing?" A few of the other kids chuckled until the boy from earlier walked onto the ice.

"Charlie tell her to get off the ice," another much shorter boy demanded, that's when her dad walked onto to the ice. "Y/N good your still here," she gave him a tight lipped smile, "yeah cause I totally chose to stay here," she mumbled. They were all whispering about her when they were told to go warm up.

"Y/N come over here," she skated over to her dad with furrowed brows, "I want you to help me train them today," she groaned and turned her head to face them, "Do i really have to?" she whined facing him again. "If you do ill let you have whatever you want for dinner," a huge grin broke out on her face, "Alright then, ill go get dressed," he thanked her as she skated away to the change rooms.

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She came back onto the ice with her pads on, her stick and her helmet. "Guys come on in!" the team he was with skated over to him while Y/n went around the rink letting them all talk, eventually she sped up she then turned around and skated backwards still going rather fast. "Y/n!" her dad yelled out causing her to slow down and make her way over to the group, "Alright Ducks Y/n, Y/n Ducks. She'll be helping us today,"

All the boys groaned and stink eyed her while the girl went up to her with a smile, "Hi Y/n I'm Connie," she offered her un-gloved hand to her and Y/n quickly took off her glove to shake her hand, "Hi Connie, nice to meet you," they smiled at each other for a second before Connie was pulled away from her by a blonde haired boy. "Y/n start em up," she nodded quickly.

"Alright everyone were gonna play a game of follow the leader with a bit of copy cat," they were all confused as to what she meant until she quickly handed her stuff to her dad and slowly started backing away from them all. They all put their sticks and helmets with the man and slowly followed her around, gradually she sped up after she turned around she started moving in waves and funny moves and so did everyone else.

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Training was over and Y/n was just waiting for her dad to get out side already, she was waiting in the car already with his driver and it was getting awkward, "I'm gonna go in and tell him to hurry up," she informed the man before opening the sliding door and running into the building again.

She was inside and saw her dad talking to a women so she just went up to him and poked him in the back until he said something about him being out soon so she went outside and waited again. Another ten minutes passed and he still wasn't out yet and she was annoyed, she burst through the doors and practically screamed, "Dad hurry up!" catching everyone's attention.

Unbeknownst to her the Ducks were all gaping at her as their coach walked up to her grabbed her shoulder and turned her around before pushing her out of ice rink and back to the car.

4 notes • Posted 2021-11-04 09:16:55 GMT

#2

Here is a warning for everybody, if I ever write something on here or anywhere for that matter it will be in third person because that is my immediate writing style and I don't know why. So sorry in advance.

6 notes • Posted 2021-10-28 15:46:41 GMT

#1

Strawberry Snake

Summary: You hate them or do you.

Warnings: Throwing up, food mentions, if there's anything else just message me and ill add it.

Pairings: Future poly!marauders (Peter's just a friend) x fem!reader

Words: 915

You hated them absolutely hated them but not because they bullied you or your friends because although you were in the same grade and in their rival house they never noticed you, like ever. They always saw your friends and house mates but never you it was like you were invisible to everyone but your friends and it absolutely sucked.

They were always handsome and everyone knew it, they would flip their hair if it was long enough or just pretend to do it if it was to short. They would flash a smile to anyone who caught their eye so nearly everyone and would flirt with every girl who they found interesting so never you.

You were sat at the Slytherin table with your head rested on you forearms as your friends babbled about what happened in their classes and ate their dinner, you were about to fall asleep when and blood curdling scream sounded from one of your friends your head shot up in fear and confusion.

You looked at your friends plate slightly while every one in the hall was freaked out about the scream, your friends face was as white as a ghost. Once you got a look at the plate you started gagging quickly scrambling out of your seat with a terrified look on your face, now everyone saw you. You sprinted out of the hall and to the lavatories before you finally threw up the contents of your stomach.

Once you had cleaned yourself up and left the lavatory you slowly made your way back to the great hall to collect your things. When you arrived everyone was still sitting there confused before everyone's heads snapped towards you watching as you made your way to your seat grabbing your things and shoving them in your bag before practically dragging your friends out of the hall.

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You finally made it back to the dungeons falling down on the cold couch with a thud the fire in there really did nothing for the cold. Sometimes you wished that you were in another house just so you wouldn't have to trudge down to the dungeons everyday but others you were glad because no one really tried to come down there without a reason.

You were still on the couch when you began dozing off before the painting swung open with a slight creak to it. You didn't pay it much mind until you heard four sets of footsteps suddenly stop then a blanket was draped over your body and the footsteps scurried up the stairs.

When you woke it was maybe 11 at night and the room was pitch black so you tried your hardest to walk up to your room. Maybe halfway up the stairs you heard the painting door open again and footsteps leaving.

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You were the first of your friends awake so you just made your way to breakfast after getting ready for the day. When you walked into the great hall there was already a bunch of people there but a certain group of four boys were watching you with calculating eyes.

Once you were sat at the table all four of them stood up and stalked towards were you were sat. The all sat around you watching for your reaction, "Hi?" you looked between them all confused, "Are you knew here?" the shortest one asked. You let out a breathy chuckle as you shook your head lightly, "No I'm not new," they all looked dumbfounded for a moment, "When did you start here?" the one with glasses asked, "Same time as you guys, when I was eleven," they all were gaping, "How come we never seen you around?" you shrugged your shoulders, "Well I'm-" the boy was cut of by you tsking them, "I know who you guys are, Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and James Potter,"

You grabbed a piece of toast as you began to stand up grabbing your shoulder bag, "Don't we get your name?" Sirius inquired and you shook your head, "Nope, see you around boys," you began walking out of the great hall when you bumped into your friends at the door, "Guys if anyone asks for my name don't tell them, thanks," and with that information passed on you left the great hall and headed towards your DADA class.

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You were sat at the back of the class, book open and quill waiting to be dipped in ink. The new teacher was writing their name on the board while everyone filtered into the room, "Good morning class, I hope breakfast was good. My name is Heather Brown but you can call me Professor Brown," she introduced herself and went on with the class. About ten or fifteen minutes into the class everyone was writing down what was on the board when the door swung open and Remus and James walked in with messed up hair and huge smiles-well more smirks- plastered on their faces, the teacher ushered them to their seats and continued writing on the board.

The boys weren't interested in the board much to your dismay as you could feel the piercing eyes of the pair stinging into the back of your skull. You tried to shake off the feeling and continue with your work but eventually it grew to be to much and you just put everything you were using away and got up and left the room while Professor Brown yelled after you.

8 notes • Posted 2021-11-17 03:58:35 GMT

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