#When they played 'Leaving Hogwart' i got something in my eyes ngl

[denmark-street]

Went to a concert of movie soundtrack with medleys from Star Wars to Harry Potter. Often people would filmed some moments and I'm pleased to report I've seen the most phones up during the HP segment.

I filmed only some SW bits, here binary sunset :

They also had to play the cantina song because we kept applauding after they finished lol

[damonsvftie]

𝒜𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊

Draco Malfoy x reader

MASTERLIST☁️

Warnings: self doubt and I think that’s pretty much it

Note: this is 3.7k+ words. Also if you have any feedback let me know as I’m always trying to improve!¡ also h/n means house name also ngl im kinda proud of this 🖐😌✨

Summary: Draco unexpectedly breaks up with y/n and moves on with his life and now dates Astoria Greengrass but y/n still wants an explanation to why he suddenly dumped her leaving her heart broken but do things ever go back to what they were?

He was slipping out of my hands. I was losing him. I was losing myself. I was losing everything I had ever wanted.

My love for a certain platinum blonde haired boy was unconditional. His voice was delicate and soothing and was certainly music to my ears. His touch made me melt into his beautiful pale and creamy skin while he would caress me tightly but all of it was gone. Everything I had ever wished for was crumbling before me.

Draco Malfoy was no longer with me. After all we had been through it felt like nothing was no longer worth it and it hurt me to see him walking through the corridors with Astoria Greengrass clutching onto him. She was always with him, clinging onto his arm, feeding him in the great hall and now she even had access to his dorm. He promised me no one else would take my spot but at this point I assumed it was all a lie.

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“You know what? I’m not even mad he ended things with you because he doesn’t deserve you y/n,” mentioned Hermione while you looked across the great hall towards Draco who had Greengrass sat beside him giggling .Me and Hermione had become best friends since our arrival at Hogwarts and she had always stuck by me through thick and thin. Our friendship was an unbreakable bond and i had always shared my thoughts and feelings to her and trusted her more than anyone else.

“Surely I wasn’t deserving enough for him-,” you whispered softly as you played with the plate of ravioli in front of you,piercing thousands of holes into it every now and then.

—

When he left me, he gave no explanation for the sudden breakup. Everything just shattered and I had remembered pleading him while tugging on his arm for clarification while drops of tears streamed down my face. He couldn’t face me, he couldn’t even muster the courage to look into my eyes and tell me he no longer loved me. He harshly moved away from my grasp and walked away leaving me all alone at the top of the astronomy tower. What seemed to hurt me the most was how he confessed his love for me after the Yule ball had ended and now he had dumped me in the same exact spot . Was I not good enough for him? Was he deserving of someone else? I wanted him badly to come running back to me telling me it was a joke of some sort. I wanted to wake up and pretend everything that had happened was just a nightmare but it was real. He was really gone.

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The next day after lunch I made my way to my favourite tree. I would normally

sit by it and read the muggle stories I owned or just catch up on some work. I held precious memories here. I remember the first time me and Draco actually spoke to one another it was under the same exact tree only except after a few days I would read him stories like Alice in Wonderland or Jekyll and Hyde which he would thoroughly enjoy by sitting in one of the trees branches while munching onto an apple listening to the words that would come out of my mouth. He never really understood my thirst for reading muggle books. When I had first read them to him he was acting as if it was some sort of crime but once the stories got into depth he eased a bit and understood why I adored reading and it was all because I could get lost into my own imagination.

When I had reached the tree I couldn’t seem to believe my eyes. Under the tree laid Astoria’s head on Draco’s lap as he hesitantly stroked her hair almost looking a bit uncomfortable. I felt my eyes starting to well up and my vision instantly turned blurry. A pain in my chest made it seem as if my heart had been torn into millions of pieces. I stood there slightly trembling and took a step back. To my surprise my foot crunched under a pile of twigs and branches disturbing the two as Draco and his girlfriend looked up at me. He pushed Greengrass of him and scrambled up as if he were about to say something but Astoria tugged on his arm while glaring at me darkly and I decided to run back to my dorm. He really had replaced me.

—

“You should talk to him,” explained Hermione.I had told her everything from the way he made me feel and how uneasy I would feel whenever Astoria would be beside him. “If I’m being honest he really did downgrade,” added Ron while he took a bite out of his sandwich.

“I-i can’t, I just know he’ll try to avoid me,” i mumbled.

“You really think that? Weren’t you the one who said that he pushed Greengrass off him when he saw you?” Mentioned Harry sarcastically as he put the daily prophet down.

“But that doesn’t mean he wants to talk to me, I bet he doesn’t even care about my existence,” I groaned while i glanced at all three of them while Harry had a smug expression painted across his face.”let’s test that theory shall we?” .You knew he had some type of plan.

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“Malfoy, theres a letter that’s addressed to you,” spoke Crabbe as he took the letter between the beautiful white owl’s beak. Draco snatched the letter out of his hand and opened it:

Malfoy,

Meet me at the astronomy tower tonight at 12. This is extremely important, it’s about y/l/n. Her life is in danger.

Harry,

Draco read the letter, while his thoughts circled his head.His two minions, Crabbe and Goyle, tried peering over him to take a look at what was written.His heart started beating at a quicker pace and he was worried sick about you.He hastily shoved the letter back into it’s envelope.”What does it say Malfoy?” Asked Goyle curiously.

“It’s none of your business,” he snapped back.He didn’t want to put you into any type of danger because he still cared. He couldn’t bear seeing you hurt because he still loved you. However not everything was what it seemed.

—

“Harry I don’t want to start any trouble-,” I muttered before getting cut off.

“Come on y/n, tonight we’ll find out if he’s still in love with you,” interrupted Ron.

Hermione placed her hand on mine, almost as if she was trying to reassure me that everything would be okay. Harry’s owl came swooping through the gryffindor common rooms half open window as Hedwig plopped himself onto his owners shoulder while Harry stroked its feathers.

“He’s got the letter, now we just have to see if he turns up,” explained Harry as he looked at me flashing me a confident smile. I returned one back but something inside me made my stomach churn. What if Draco didn’t turn up. What if he didn’t really care about me and what if he was happy with Astoria. I had so many questions.

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The clock striked twelve, and I cautiously made my way to the astronomy tower making sure no one saw me out of bed after curfew. I was still in my h/n uniform shivering as I had left my robe in the common room. Once I got there I gazed at the stars hoping that Draco would come. I still wanted him to care for me, to love me but as time ticked by I stood there reconsidering everything. I had made a fool out of myself by showing up, I should have known better. He had moved on and I should have too. I was about to leave when I heard a familiar voice. “What are you doing here?” Questioned Draco. I had turned around to see him although he was a few metres away from me. I couldn’t quite make out his expressions. “I thought I was here to meet Potter not you,” he snarled. If I was being honest his words cut me deep leaving a wound that wouldn’t ever be healed. He really seemed as if he didn’t want to see me but I still had hope.

He turned around and almost started walking away but I had stopped him. “ if you didn’t care about me you wouldn’t have showed up,” my voice slightly broke towards the end. Ever so slowly I had made my way towards him hesitantly placing my hand on his shoulder. He glanced back at me not fully turning but his expression seemed to ease down a bit. “ Draco, I know it was wrong but I just wanted to talk-,” I felt my eyes tearing up but I quickly wiped them away.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” he answered back.

“Yes there is, why did you dump me? Do you realise how much it hurts to see you and Greengrass in the hallways! do you realise what you put me thr-,” I started to raise my voice while I vented at him before he cut me off.

“What I put you through?! I had no choice y/n. Don’t you think it didn’t hurt me when I left you?!” He had never spoken to me like that before.

“I just want my answers Draco, why? Why did you do this? Why did you end ‘us’?,” I whispered as I tried fighting back my tears but I couldn’t. He turned around now facing me completely. He seemed nervous as if he didn’t know how to break the news to me but he knew he had to, he knew he couldn’t keep me in the dark like that.

“Because... because I’m marrying Astoria,”

I covered my mouth with my hand trying to muffle my cries that tried to escape, stumbling backwards from him. He had never seen me so devastated and it really showed. I could tell he wanted to comfort me but he couldn’t. It would have been wrong.

My sobs started to get worse and Draco had noticed. “Y/n I need you to calm down.. please,”. The tone in his voice was soft like butter and I couldn’t help but listen to him. Hesitantly I pulled him in for a tight hug I could tell from his body language that he didn’t expect me to do that. He didn’t hug me back although it felt like his hand was hovering against my back almost as if he wanted to but couldn’t. I pulled away from him patting my tears dry while I shivered in the cold. I could have sworn that the tension in the air could have been cut with a knife. The next thing I knew, Draco took of his slytherin robe and covered me with it to stop me from shaking. “ I thought maybe you would need it,” he stammered. I crossed my arms looking down at the ground.

“Why are you marrying her?” I questioned while I furrowed my brows together.

“It isn’t my choice y/n, my father wants me to marry her because she’s a pureblood,” he responded while he looked at you with blurry eyes. You knew that his parents wouldn’t have ever approved of you, well mostly Lucius. He had despised you since the day you walked into the Malfoy Manor after finding out you were a mudblood.

“You should have told me, we could have worked this out, we could have done som-,”

“THERES NOTHING WE CAN DO ABOUT IT!” He sneered as he quickly scuttled away leaving me alone at the top of the tower.

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The winter break was here and you were returning home for the holidays.

Every night since my return at home i couldn’t help but think about him. I started to become restless and i wished for the holidays to come to an end quickly so that I could see him again but what was the point? He was happy with Astoria and I would eventually move on from him sooner or later but I still had faith.

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When the Winter breaks had ended we were returned back to Hogwarts.

I remember when I had reached my dorm I started unpacking all my luggage when I found Draco’s robe inside my suitcase. I clutched onto it tightly while running my hand over the soft fabric inhaling his sweet scent that consisted of citrus and mint. Everything felt wrong. I had to give his robe back to him although he would have bought a new one but I still had to. I no longer meant anything to him.

—

The first class of the new semester was defense against the dark arts which was taught by Umbridge. Everyone seemed to loathe her apart from a bunch of kids who became a part of her clan. Unsuprisingly Malfoy was one of them.

I couldn’t help but stare across the room at him. He was just so beautiful. His prominent, sharp jawline could have easily cut whoever’s fingers glided across it and his magnificent blonde hair had grown a tiny bit compared to last year. I had sat there just admiring him from a distance when he seemed to notice when he had turned around to talk to Goyle. Our eyes had met until I pulled away quickly. I couldn’t do that to him since everything was over but I still yearned for him.

—

“I’m so sorry y/n, we didn’t expect Malfoy to react like that,” explained Hermione when you had told the trio everything that had happened before the winter break.

“I can’t believe he’s marrying her, out of all people he chooses Greengrass,” muttered Ron while he took a sip out of his cup.

“It’s not his choice Ron,” I mumbled under my breath just loud enough for him to hear .

“Are you going to give him his robe back?” Questioned Harry while he glanced at me with a weak smile.

“I suppose so, it doesn’t belong to me anymore,” I sighed while letting a shaky breathe out.

I could see from across the great hall, that he was staring at me until I had noticed. He quickly shifted his attention to Astoria while she rested her head on his shoulder. She was starting to infuriate me.

—

We were going to Hogsmeade today and unfortunately Harry couldn’t come because he couldn’t get permission to go on the trip or I could have hung out with him there. “Harry I’ll get you something from there,” I mentioned kindly with a small smile across my face. He simply nodded with a small smile and then left.

I thought it would be best if I left Ron and Hermione alone since I didn’t want to be the 3rd wheel besides I wanted to explore Hogsmeade alone and get all the heavy feelings of my chest and for once be carefree.

Once I had finished exploring all of Hogsmeade I decided to go to Honydukes to buy some candy for Harry since I knew he absolutely loved lemon Sherbets and well I had promised him I would bring him something back.

I went into the shop searching around for lemon sherbets and looking at the different types of candies in the glass jars until I saw Draco. Obviously he was with Astoria. My heart did a quick jump in my chest and I just froze. “What is she doing here?” Groaned Astoria. Draco just stared at me and then looked towards the ground. I could feel my hands starting to become clammy and a few drops of tears spilled down my face. “I see you EVERYWHERE, don’t you realise that things have ended between you and Draco? He’s MINE not YOURS,” sneered Greengrass. I quickly sprinted my way out of the shop while Draco was going to run after me but she had pulled him back from doing so.

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The next day in the great hall, I hid my head in my hands silently wheeping trying not to cause a commotion while Hermione rubbed my back in circles. “You should have stuck with us,” spoke Hermione while Ron nodded along agreeing with her.

“If i were there I-“ Harry started but got cut off when Hermione silently shook her head slowly, almost telling him to stop rambling on.”i-i need to go.. I’ll be back,” I stuttered.

I went to my dorm and grabbed Draco’s old robe and hurried back into the great hall. I was striding towards him furiously while everyones attention was drawn on me. The next thing I knew Astoria and him both looked at me astonished as I threw his robe in his face.”thought this belonged to you,” i whispered while my voice cracked and off I stormed back to my dorm.

I could hear everyone in the great hall talking about the commotion I had just caused while I ran through the corridoors.

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The next day was a ordinary Monday, Draco had promised to meet Astoria at lunch and then they would supposedly spend some time together. Lunch was intimidating for me. The buzz about all the drama that had happened yesterday was still news to everyone. People gave me sly looks from across the hall and others were concerned or confused.

Draco would give me small glances then look away just in case I saw. In my heart I still felt as if he wanted me but I wasn’t so sure. It had been a long period of time and it felt as if the 2 were starting to become closer than ever.

—

After lunch Astoria and Draco were walking the hogwarts grounds. She practically forced him to drape his robe around her. Greengrass was very touchy and there were moments that made him uncomfortable and he would slightly move out of her grasp.

“I don’t understand why y/l/n always has to come between us,” she muttered. Draco stopped walking and looked her in the eye.

“I don’t understand why you hate her so much, what has she ever done to you?” He snarled. Certainly Astoria never expected Draco to ever defend you like that, after all what were you to him?

“Draco, what are you saying?” She questioned while her cheeks turned a tint of red in embarrassment. He took a few steps towards her until the gap between them closed. He seemed agitated while he clenched his fists tightly.

“I’ve never wanted to marry you,” he snapped. Astorias heart started beating rapidly at this point he was scaring her.”Its never been you, it’s always been her,” he sneered as he snatched his cloak away from her body leaving her shivering in the snow.

—

I was at the top of the astronomy tower, lunch had just finished but since it was still winter season the sky has turned dark in the evening. I looked up at the sky admiring the beautiful colours above. This was my favourite spot to relax. A place for me to escape all of my worries and concerns. Everything that had been happening felt like a nightmare that wouldn’t stop haunting me. If I was being honest I had wished that Draco would be beside me, vibing into the moment like we use to but all of that was gone. I started to shiver slightly as I was only in my uniform and I had again left my robe inside thinking that I would be in all day. Turns out I was wrong after all.

Suddenly someone covered me with their robe. It smelt familiar, like mint and citrus fruit and it’s aroma was sweet with a hint of bitterness. “Thought this belonged to you,” uttered the voice softly under its breath. I slowly turned around to face the person when I saw Draco stood behind me.

To my surprise he gave me tight hug lifting me off the ground since he’s way taller than I am. The hug was different. He didn’t seem to hesitate and it seemed confident like he thoroughly wanted to. He held me there almost cradling me until I slightly wriggled out of his grasp. “Malfoy What is wrong with y-,”. He immediately went in for a kiss. It wasn’t anything extra just a peck on the lips until I pulled away from him. “Draco we can’t do this,” I spoke while my cheeks blushed.

“why can’t we?,” he asked while he pulled me back moving me closer towards him. He was acting totally weird as if he suddenly forgot that he was going to be marrying Astoria. “I think you’ve forgot that your marrying Greengrass,” I sighed after letting a deep breathe out. He seemed to loosen his grip and that managed to create a one metre distance between the two of us. He scratched the back of his head while I crossed my arms trying to avoid eye contact.

“Yeah um.. about that, I don’t want to marry her,” he spoke.

“What do you mean?” I asked hastily.

“Look I know after all that we’ve been through it was wrong for me to leave you like that with any sort of explanation and i just want you to know I’m- im sorry. I don’t care what my father has to say about the two of us. it’s never been her... it’s always been you,” he confessed. I stared into his beautiful eyes and I could tell he really meant what he said. The same Draco Malfoy has apologised for everything he had done and he was even ready to fight against his own father. On my tiptoes I caressed his alluring face with both of my hands as I pulled him down a bit until our lips grazed against each other. The next thing I knew his lips were on mine while one of my hands found their way to his head, softly tugging on the bottom of his platinum blonde hair while his arm slithered across my waist pulling me closer to him till no space was left between us. Pulling away panting slightly I smiled widely. Everything had gone back to what it was and I couldn’t have been more elated. “It’s always been you,” he whispered.

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I have some Fred and George promts that I don't want to forget so imma put them here. If you are interested in writting them, by all means go for it, just tag me. I don't think I have a preference over who is in each scenario. I will probably write George and Fred based on what I thought but they should work with either twin. I do think they are different, im just saying that I could see the story going with either boy

• Reader and Fred pull a prank on George that changes his hair color based on mood. (Red - angry, blue - sad, green - disgust, light pink - embarrassed, hot pink - flirty, purple - in love/swooning, dark purple -lust) The 3 are sitting in the great hall eating and George is staring at reader and his hair turns purple. Reader thinks he has just zoned out and starts to bug him asking who he is thinking about. Leads to confession (and I imagine he is embarrassed so his hair is pink)

• Reader is a metamorphmagus and they like to switch between male and female so they change their physical appearance as such. (I see Fred as bi ngl) Fred gets a crush on the reader without knowing they are both people. A little while later, he falls for the other side (if that makes sense) of them and thinks he likes 2 different people. He is super torn and has no idea what to do

•This one is a Soulmate AU. The one where you can hear the music your soulmate is listening to. Reader is listening to ✨🌶 S p i c y 🌶 ✨ music and he knows its reader and he is shocked because they don't seem like they would listen to it and he is pleasantly suprised to find they are super flirty and such (he is twin of your choice lol)

•Yet again, one of our boys gets pranked. They lie about something that makes reader upset so they prank them so that everytime they try to talk, bubbles come out instead and the only way to undo it is to do somthing super embarrassing (I'll leave that to y'alls imagination's) and they refuse because they are petty but they eventually give in with this big social stunt or smth

•i imagine reader is a Ravenclaw (could really be any) who is the child of Bellatrix and *Moldy Voldy* (why ravenclaw you ask? I'll explain) They are in George and Fred's year so they are older than Harry. Reader was rescued a little before Harry was born and got to stay with someone else (probably Remus or smth. I imagine a gryfinndor so that way the Slytherin and the Gryfinndor kinda cancel out so you get Ravenclaw. Slytherin is their blood but they know its wrong so they push for the good values. I know slytherins can be good [believe me, I am very big on the fact that not all Slytherins are evil] but when its Bella and Mr. Tom, they have some bad bones) and they keep it a secret from their friends (the twins, the trio, etc.) Until Remus brings them to an OoTP meeting. He doesn't say who he just says he is bringing He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named 's child and they are terrified of how their friends will react. Kinda angsty but eventually they all understand that reader isn't evil

• Branching off of the previous, same family situation but when they were younger, they weren't seen as a child, they were a weapon. Trixie and Tommy boy would experiment on them so they are lowkey fucked up. They are super powerful and struggle to control it. Reader freaks out because they are terrified that he will be able to control them or see in their mind and good 'ole Gred and Forge help our reader to feel better and reassure them

• Reader and a twin are dating in 7th year (With Umbridge) and instead of breaking up or telling them about the plan to start a shop, they just leave and break off all contact. Years later they see each other and reader confronts them about how he couldn't even break up with them before leaving and he confesses his worries. Inspired by the song Ways to Break a Heart by Maddie Zahm [you can find it on YouTube]

• Can happen to either the reader or George or Fred but somehow by prank or accident in class, they get separated into different parts of themselves [parts like the 7 deadly sins (so they would be split into Pride and Lust) but also other things work (like Fear and Wonder)] and the other 2 have to deal with it until the problem is fixed

• (I have a lot with the boys and pranks, sorry lol) the boys get de-aged and reader has to chase them around because they are H E A T H E N S but then later on they put them to sleep and the Love Interest (twin of choice) snuggles up to them and mentions how much they love them and reader gives it no mind because "he was a baby". They snuggle and when they wake up the boys are of normal age and the Love Interest just snuggles closer and says something like "I meant it y'know. I really do love you/think you're amazing" and just. Fluff

• (I wrote George, yet again, could work with either) Reader is playing with the sleeve/hem/string of George's sweater/hoodie and he quips with a flirty comment like "you want the whole thing? Here, give it back when it smells like you" and the reader brushes it off as a flirty comment and teases "how am I supposed to know what I smell like? I'm noseblind to myself" and he gives them a scent. The scent seems familiar to them but oh well. They wear it because its soft and it smells like him and later on when they are chilling in the common room or whatever (George isn't there) they realize that's what he said he smelt in his Amortentia in potions last week and they lowkey freak out and go to ask him about it and aaaah! Cute things ensue

• [!!!TW: Depression, suicidal thoughts!!!] Can happen to either reader or one of the boys.(If it happens to a boy i see it being George as he seems insecure of being in Fred's shadow and I will write the prompt that way but it works with Fred and reader as well) George has been a little off recently and reader and Fred can't figure out what it is until reader goes to the astronomy tower late one night and finds George on the roof of the atronomy tower, seemingly fighting with himself about whether or not he should jump off. Angst, ends with fluff, reader helps him to feel better. Inspired by the song Achilles Come Down - Gang of Youths

•During their 6th year with the Triwizard Tournament, a durmstrange gent takes a liking to the reader. They start to court the reader and flirt with them, give them lots of compliments, try to show their affection. The Love Interest (again, twin of choice) get REALLY jealous tho and decides to try and out-do the durmstrang boy. This leads to really extravagant methods of flirting (ex. Sending a howler that is actually a shower of compliments or after a big quidditch match, the whole team does a choreographed dance where the suitor sings/performs to reader) all of this leading up to the yule ball. They either go with the durmstrange guy and deal with Love Interest later or they end up going with the Twin, whatever you would like

• Everyone is at the Burrow and they decide to watch a movie. While everyone is in the kitchen, the twin (who is the Love Interest) comes by and says "Oh! Are you guys watching a movie?" Readet replies "Yeah, P.S. I Love you" and he just blushes really hard and sits next to them and says "I love you too". Reader doesn't know how of if they are gonna tell him that "P.S. I Love You" is the name of the movie. Then everyone else comes back in so they have to wait until after the movie to talk about it. The whole time the movie is going all they can focus on are the "I Love You"s that escaped each others mouths. Inspired by a wolfstar text post by @starsandmoonys

• Inspired by the drarry work, Mental by sara_holmes on Ao3 (which you should totally go read like holy shit i love this idea sooooo much) written with George but as usual, can work with either. Reader is in for total shock when a joke gone sour ends with George striking them with a bad Legilimency spell. Due to this spell, they can (and have to) hear each others thoughts and see the pictures in each other's minds. What will happen when they see all that goes on in each others heads? Will they learn to communicate? Will they let one another in? Will they like who they see, or will they be scared away from the thoughts behind closed eyes?

• (TW!!!!: Dreamt character death, War) Fred and reader have been friends-with-benefits for a long time with feelings slowly growing between the 2 of them. They stay in denial until Fred has a nightmare one day where reader dies in the war. The next day he is desperate to hold them and see that they are okay. He confesses his feelings in fear of losing them. Inspired by Woke the Fuck Up - Jon Bellion

• [(TW!!! War) Fred lives] Fred and Reader had a huge fight right before Fred and George left Hogwarts and leave things on a rocky ending. Fred knows just how much he needs Reader and he desperately wants them back. Reader doesn't want to admit it but they miss him.and want him back too. They see each other again after the war and Fred breaks down in their arms and confesses how much he misses them and needs them. How hard it has been without them. Reader reciprocates these feelings and tells him. They start over, slowly building their love up again inspired by Bad Habit - Ben Platt [First verse and Pre-chorus would be Fred's feelings and second verse and Pre-chorus would be Reader. They blend on the 3rd]

• George has been strangely quiet all day. Reader is confused and a little hurt as George seems to avoid them. Leaving rooms when they walk in, not keeping eye contact and staying as physically far as he can. That is until they sit down in the great hall for lunch and Fred tells his friends (including reader) all about having put a truth serum in George's drink and all the funny things he has gotten him to admit. Reader goes to confront George about what he is hiding (because otherwise he would talk to them, right?) And they get an oddly specific but touching confession [ie. "I borrow your chapstick because that is what your lips will taste like" and "I see you in my dreams almost every night" ] inspired by Jenny - Studio Killers

• [Choose whether the person who can dance is reader or Twin of Choice. I will be writting with reader] The yule ball is coming up and reader can't dance to save their life. A certain red-heades friend comes in to help. At first, reader doesn't believe him because "c'mon, why would you know how to ballroom dance?" But they are pleasantly suprised to find they are actually really good at it. Like, REALLY good. "Mum made all of us learn. In case we ever needed it". Reader notices their feelings start to change as they spend more and more sessions together dancing until the yule ball occurs. Take it from there lol

• just a very cliche typical love potion fic. Reader volunteers to be on the receiving end of one of Fred and George's pranks- spike their drink with love potion- on one condition. The person reader will be in love with, knows about it. Reader figures this will allow them some leeway and safety against other pranks. All is going well until they spike the drink for reader to like (twin of your choice) and they realize that nothing has happened except they are a bit more flirty. Everyone is crazy confused because for everyone else they were head over heels swooning and attached at the hip until Hermionie (or somebody else) quips in with "You can't create something that already exists, y'know".

• So this one is less creative and it's also a mix of 2 tropes but bear with me. Reader is a very outgoing flirtatious type of person. They openly flirt with everyone, Fred, Ginny, Neville, Dean, etc. They don't care, its a way they show affection. Then, when they start to get a crush on George (or Fred) they star getting more shy and reserved with him. And he is completely clueless. He's lowkey hurt because "why doesn't Y/n crack jokes like that with me?" And shit like that. He is feeling down when he sees it. No, not 'it', he sees you. You and Fred flirting. He's got you cornered to the wall and your cheeks are flushed and George is big mad. (When really, Fred just cornered them so they couldn't avoid the question and was teasing and asking about their crush on George). George ends up seeing out Y/n, getting them alone and confronting them. Light angst? But ends fluffy as reader explains what actually happened

*im going to keep updating this as I get more ideas so be prepared*

[whimsywit]

HAI BABES-

I'm immediately going to jump in cause hehe I'm a sucker for matchups.

Can I have a Truffle for Fairy tail (male) please?

Appearance and style:

I'm a female, 5'1ft and 110lbs (154 cm and 50 - 52Kg). I have short black hair and dark brown eyes. I'm also baby faced which can be annoying at times. I'm slight on the chubby side as well but a lot of people tell me I have an avarage body. My body type is rectangle. I'm in between pale and light brown skinned and my skin is littered with moles and scars. I'm a pure Filipino and I have prescription glasses but I can see fine without them. I've often been called a "soft girl" but I really don't have a certain styles. My clothes are often t-shirts, off-shoulders, (of multiple color and style) and any type jeans. But skinny jeans are my favorite! Hoodies and jackets are a must in winter season. Cause my skin is quite temperature sensitive.

Personality:

I'm often described as a chaotic motherly type of person. But really, it depends per person. I love to tease others but it's not often. And I won't tease them if they are sensitive or short tempered. I can be loud and obnoxious at times but I prefer to stay quiet. But with people I'm very close with, I'm just naturally loud. I can also be such a flirt if I wanted too but I only reserve those skills when needed. It's kinda rusty now but I think I still got it! My patience is very long and I don't get annoyed easily. Though push the right buttons, it won't be pretty.

Affection, teasing, and words are my love language. I tend to get just a tad bit grumpy when I don't get affection. I'm a really observant person, so I'm able to pick up emotional cues, habits, and body language. Though it's does take me a while to get the hang of it. I use that to check on people I care about. I try to act tough and strong so I would be a role model, since I'm the oldest child. I also tend to suppress my emotions and even fake them just so no one would be burden of me. I do share them if I trust you enough. I have the habit of subconsciously changing how I act depending on the people I'm with. I can changed from tye baby of the group to the mature mother to the trouble maker and to the quiet child. It usually depends with the group of people I hang out with.

Flaws and strengths:

I can be really insecure and really clingy. My insecurities are usually my body and my abilities. Not only that, I can also be moody, especially on that time of the month. I overthink things a lot. I sometimes even wonder if my friends actually are my friends or they are just tolerating/pity me. Some say I have trust issues (but honestly I don't think I have trust issues I just overthink things). I'm not afraid of material things or the supernatural. I'm afraid of being judged and left alone or abandoned. I also have a slight fear of falling, both literally and metaphorically. I hate the feeling the loneliness.

But I do give good advice, that's what alot of people tell me. My optimism and energy almost always lifts the mood up. I'm great with talking to people. May it be comforting them, persuading, I can do that. I'm also quite good at reading people. Especially if they are close to me and I've been through things alot with them.

Significant other:

Whenever I like someone, it usually ain't obvious to anyone else, since I'm known to be clingy. But, I would be in TOTAL denial of my own feelings and theirs. It takes me about a month or so to realize my feelings WITH help. My closest friend always has to tell me that I like the guy before I would actually realize it for myself. However, towards them, it seems as if I'm normal. But whenever they are gone, my fan girl self comes out and I'll squeal.

In terms of WHAT I want in a significant other. One of the things that is needed is that they don't mind me being clingy. They should also be willing to put up with me in general. As I can be moody and an overthinker, they just have to be able to either deal or tolerate it. However, in terms of their personality, I don't really mind how they would act. As long as they are morally good. Possessive? Sure just don't go over board. Protective? Same as the last one, no over board. I know that relationships aren't perfect so whatever flaws they have. I don't care. Being mean for no reason, not open minded, inconsiderate all the time, are an immediate turn off though.

Random facts:

I usually listen to pop or ballad but I like almostvall types of music. Songs like IDK you yet by Alexander23 or This is gospel by Panic at the disco are some of my favorite. My star sign is Cancer but I don't really believe it but I love learning about it. I'm an INFP-T (The dreamer) and my Hogwarts house is Ravenclaw! I love learning and doing new things. Science is my favorite subject, specifically Biology/Zoology. I sing and write stories as a hobby.

Thanks! 💕💕 If you need any info please don't hesitate to ask me :DD

HAIIII TYSM okay so this one took a bit of thought since you could work well with a lot of people! But I eventually decided you’d mesh best with...

Natsu Dragneel!

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Yep, the big fireball of power himself :D but really he’s the opposite of intimidating, and ngl you’re gonna have to end up playing mother to him a lot, but when you’re in your loud and chaotic moods you’re the b a n e of the whole guild and an unstoppable force of mischief!

Some of the things that’ll put you on his radar are your optimism and your ability to act strong even when you’re struggling, both of which he’d deeply admire, but he also thinks all your little marks are cool as hell! He calls them your own personal dragon scales >:D

You want someone with good morals? This slayers got the strongest moral compass around. Able to handle your clinginess? He’s already super affectionate maybe to the point of forgetting personal space is a thing so there’s no worry there! Plus he’s got his own temper, so he wouldn’t judge you for being moody, and though he might come off as close-minded sometimes, he’s really just hard-headed. Once you explain something to him he’s on board with anything and everything!

Though, with you being oblivious when it comes to love and him being oblivious..... period, it’d take a while for your relationship to start up, and likely some extra intervention from your friends too. But once y’all are together, trust, you’re practically inseparable.

Natsu thinks you’re the cutest thing around, yea he’d have a bad habit of teasing you for your size, but he’d make up for it with his constant blind protectiveness, and the way he’d pick you up and carry you around all the time uwu. It’s actually a really good balance, since you overthink and he doesn’t think enough (have fun with the braincell custody), but he simplifies things for you so you don’t get too caught up in your doubts, and you make him more conscious of others by example. (also just.... you getting cold in the winter and him warming you up or EVEN WRAPPING HIS SCARF AROUND YOU gosh... good stuff sorcerer weekly eats yalls shit up)

Honestly it’s a bit of an odd pair with you two being so different, but Natsu’s always going to support you, whether it’s relieving you of your insecurities or helping you with your science stuff whenever he can (he won’t get it but boy will he help)! And one thing’s for sure, his loyalty is like no other, so you never have to worry about him leaving you alone.

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my fave number timeeeeee~! i hope you enjoy! 3, 7, 13, 17, 23, 27, 33, 37, 43, 47, 53, 57, 63, 67, 73, 77, 83, 87, 93, 97. i hope you enjoy the asks! :>

Oh shit okay lmao.

3: What random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

Paper. I will never fold the pages. That’s a death penalty in my book.

7: Do you name your plants?

If I had any? Probably not.

13: Whats something that made you smile today?

I was saying hey to my cat and my brother started singing Newsies.

17: What color do you really want to dye your hair?

Light pink! Or dark blue....

23: Whats your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?

Play Minecraft ngl. Or draw. Depending on how sore my body is.

27: Whats your favorite bubblegum flavor?

Blue raspberry lmao

33: Whats your fave pastry?

Does coffee cake count? If not, maybe like.... croissants?

37: Do you like keeping your room messy or clean?

I have OCD. Do what you want with that information...

43: Who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?

My old friend in like....1st grade. My dad had built a new house so there was a giant clay hill. We would use sticks to make slides in it. We laid down on the top and watched the stars.

47: What food do you think should be banned from the universe?

Meat. I don’t like the texture and most times the flavor. I dunno. I’ve always had a problem with it.

53: Have you ever watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show? Heathers? Beetlejuice? Pulp fiction? What do you think of them?

Yes! TRHPS is one of my favorite movies! Heathers? Only like a million times because I simp so hard for Winona Ryder. Beetlejuice? Same thing because of Winona. Pulp Fiction is alright. Kinda one of those movies you’ll see once and not go out of your way to watch it again but if it does come up you will.

57: Go listen to Bohemian Rhapsody. How did it make you feel? Did you dramatically re-enact the lyrics?

I’ve literally grown up on that song. If someone told me to sing one song perfectly or else I’d die? I’d choose that one. I know every beat. That song makes me feel nothing. Nothing at all. It’s like an escape song for me.

63: Are you fussy about your books and music? Do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?

Yes, absolutely. Again, OCD. I keep everything nice and orderly.

67: How do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?

I honestly thrive on those days. My eyes are super sensitive to light so when I don’t have to worry about my eyes hurting, I could get so much done.

73: What are some of your worst habits?

Oof. I pick. I pick a lot. My fingers, my legs, arms, scars, eyebrows, eyelashes you name it. I’ve probably got a scar there. Also intrusive thoughts that don’t go away. I don’t ask for help unless I’ve tried every humanly way of doing it. Which has landed me a really sore body.

77: Pink or yellow lemonade?

Pink!

83: Whats some of your favorite album art?

Queen: A Day At The Races & Sheer Heart Attack. Also anything by Owl City.

87: What are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

Is it cringy to say IT? Because those movies make me feel like I’m not a random person in this world. Also Juno. That’s a good one.

93: Whats the hairstyle you wear the most?

I’ve literally had the same hairstyle my entire life. From 4th to 6th grade though, I had bangs but essentially the same.

97: Myer Briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

INFJ. Scorpio. Ravenclaw? I don’t really like Harry Potter enough to actually take a quiz or whatever on it.

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ships for @why-the-heck-am-i-here!

@why-the-heck-am-i-here: “Okay I really really want a ship thingy for marvel, Harry Potter and stranger things pls!! Imma send it here because I want to tell you as much about myself as possible 👉🏻��🏻. (Feel free to post it still lol! Okay so my name is Bailey and I’m 5’9 (v tall) I currently have kinda short black wavy hair but I’m always dying it! Imma do pink next ;). I have green eyes and I tend to always do big thick eyeliner and smudged eyeshadow. I dress more on the oversized grunge side of the fashion spectrum, tho I would love to go more alternative. Okay now that that’s out of the waaayyy. I’ve always been described as the cool one kinda. I’m laid back but at the same time always up to do something stupid lol. I’m definitely always up for some fun but also a good ol nap. When I’m not doing anything like that I’m drawing or binging any show/movie I can get my hands on! Anime sign me up! Horror sign me up! Romantic sign me up!! You get the point. Back to drawing tho, that is such a big part of my life. I’ve been drawing since I can remember. Rather it’s just doodling or going out side with a canvas and some watercolor I’m always doing something new with art! I even have a small business. And if I happen to get a cool idea I’ll sketch it out on anything! My pets are also a big part of my life. I have a Pomeranian puppy named kuma and a GIANT Akita named Harlow. Their kinda stupid ngl but that means they take after mom 😣. Oh there’s music! I’m literally always listening to it or wishing I was listening to it, some times if I can’t I’ll start humming a song without realizing. Lastly id say I’m really touchy, I like to hold hands and get hugs 🥺. SNUGGLING IS THE BEST AHHH. Just some little facts; I’m a slytherin 🚨🚨 My favorite marvel character is rocket I’m a sucker for sandwiches My favorite color is black I always imagined myself sneaking my dog into Hogwarts as a pet (probably the Akita because 🙃) I’m a master a video games! Pokémon is my bff That’s all I can think of! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I HOPE IM NOT A BOTHER 👉🏻👈🏻”

hello!! you aren’t a bother at all and thank you for your request! i just did marvel and harry potter, if that’s alright? i’m very sorry, i just had so many considerations for stranger things and couldn’t make up my mind :( i hope you still enjoy reading these headcanons!! <3

· so, let’s start of with marvel! · as i was reading your description, i was considering many ngl, but i just have to go with bucky, because y’all would really be a power couple. · so the two of you meet very randomly, and a little cliché, at a blockbuster. (rip blockbuster btw). · you’re browsing shelves of movies, just taking a good look when you spot this tall guy, with shoulder-length brown hair, eyes on you, flustered when you spot him and you just kind of smile to yourself. · you spot the metal hand he’s hiding in his sleeve, (knowing who he was, though it wasn’t something you minded,) as you strike up a conversation with him, about the movie he’d quickly picked up when he saw you heading his way. · “the 40-year-old virgin, huh?” · “what- uhh, sorry?” · you nod to the dvd in his hand, realising that was the movie he’d randomly picked when panicking, though he wouldn’t admit he was, even later when you become a couple. · bucky and you end up leaving with each others numbers on your phones, and though he has a hard time admitting it, he’s very giggly and happy. · i mean he just got a really cute girls number, what was there not be ecstatic about? · anywho, so fastforward to after a little too many dates where he asks if you want to make it official. · it’s actually a really sweet moment. · you two are sitting at a fountain, no one around, your head on his shoulder as you just listen to the sound of the water behind you, a comfortable silence between you two. · he then kisses your lips, and you’re both feeling over the moon. · so this guy loves everything about you. · you both kind of have the same energy in a way, both laid back and though he might not have the same amount of coolness as you, you two just click and fit perfectly. · there’s never awkward silences between y’all, you’re practically soulmates, and that’s what steve and sam say too when they meet you and see you together. · if bucky has to go shopping for new clothes he always brings you along for advice, ‘cause he really likes your style and the vibe you have. · and you love styling him, since he goes along with almost everything. · for only you, of course. · bucky always hypes you up and admires your art, kissing your temples as you draw or paint, looking at your art. though he thinks your the art. · btw he absolutely LOVES your pets, and he spoils them by giving them too many treats sometimes, but he can’t help it. · yes, he is a big dog lover.  · is it just because they are your dogs and seem to have some of your personality? · maybe.  · he’s a soft boy with you, always there for you, holding you close whenever he can. · and this guy is also very touchy. · there’s nothing he loves more than laying on the couch with you, snuggling and cuddling as you watch a movie together or playing video games. · you almost always end up talking through movies, not being able to focus, but y’all don’t really mind.  · and you always kick buckys ass in video games, and when he get’s sad about losing you make up for it with kisses and loads of love <3. · he loves listening to music with you too and you showing him songs you like, since he’s not all that up to date with modern music and what’s popular nowadays. · bucky LOVES holding hands with you btw. · he only really uses lots of pda if he’s jealous of some guy checking you out, but he always holds your hand, proud to have you by his side as his lover. · he just appreciates you so much, and is so thankful that you support him and are there for him, especially when he’s going through dark episodes of trauma and PTSD. · all in all, you’re a real power couple, always strong together and you both rely a lot on each other. the trust and bond the two of you is so deep and stunning, and you’re a real dreamy, grunge couple.

· now to the world of harry potter! · okay, so honestly how can i not ship you with the obvious person who came to my mind first- draco malfoy.  · so the two of you are childhood friends and meet in your first year at hogwarts, befriending the boy. · we all know that draco is quite the dramatic person sometimes, and you two are quite different in that sense. · sure you have the same slytherin qualities, but since you’re waaay more laid back, sure up for a little trouble, but nothing with major drama, draco is the opposite. · he’s meddling himself into things that are unbelievable sometimes, getting into trouble for the most dramatic things.  · but you’re always there to help him. · you grow to be best friends, and many from the other houses judge you for that due to his reputation. · but the thing was that they didn’t actually know him the way you knew him, as a best friend, though you wanted to be more, and let’s be honest draco has had a crush on you since your third year at hogwarts. · he asks if you want to go to the yule ball with him, and that’s when you both crack at the same time to tell each other you want something more than to just be friends. · might i add draco is very enchanted by your dress, which i personally imagine to be this black or grey, puffy gown. · no matter what you would be wearing, he’d love it and think you look gorgeous. · “draco, i-” · “i have to tell you-” · “oh,” you both say at the same time. · “you go first!” · “no, you, you.” · “i insist you speak first, i-” · but he interrupts you by placing his lips on yours and god are there loads of butterflies in your stomach. · from that night, you’re a couple, but it’s not something you disclose to many people in the beginning, despite draco being so fond of pda. · fond of pda doesn’t even begin to describe it honestly. · once you’re a couple he can’t stop showering you with kisses, hugs, gifts, chocaltes- everything. · infront of anyone, anywhere. · btw he loves shopping with you and for you, and simply must give you really extra clothes worth god knows how many galleons, but he doesn’t mind at all. · whenever you gift him something it’s usual small, but very personal, and god this boy may seem tough and ready to square up, but he becomes so emotional when you give him a present- no matter what it is. · also he loves giving you art supplies, insisting on buying your watercolour paintings so he can have them on display both in his dorm but also at home, though his parents may not be to fond of it. · he’s your number one supporter and inspiration. · draco is very proud to have you, and WILL show you off whenever he can. · he thinks and knows you deserve it, for everything you put up with. · aka him. · draco is the sort of person who has a facade for most people, you being one of the only ones, if not the only one, to be able to break down that facade. · he knows that he can be difficult sometimes, since being emotional is something he’s bad at showing just because it’s something he hides a lot, but he knows he can trust you and be himself around you. · and he knows that you’re always there for him. · and draco is always there for you. · you two have a lot of fun and are always pulling pranks or getting into trouble. · on a date you two went to explore the dark forest, luckily not getting hurt, but even if it was scary, it was funny as well. · afterwards you retreated to your dorms, sitting in the common room, having movie marathons, which annoyed the other slytherins since you two hog the tv quite a bit. · he also loves sneaking up to your dorm and taking you out on midnight walks. · sometimes you take your dog along, and it’s all just very cute. · all in all, you are such a great pair, strong, fun and troublesome, yet sweet and tender.

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I Need You, Idiot

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Warnings: n/a (I will always try and tag as many warnings as I can think of for each writing, if you read through and find something that I haven’t listed which may be a trigger for someone please send me an ask or message me so that I can add it to this list, thanks!)

Pairings:  Fred x Hermione

Words: 1,721

A/N:  I did a vote on which pairing to write about based on the line”I need you, idiot.” As you can see fremione was the most voted and, ngl, I’m pretty stoked because I LOVE fremione. So here it is, would love to hear any feedback you might have, I hope you enjoy :) p.s. to anyone who voted for a different pairing, feel free to send me a request with the pairing you want and a line that I can centre the oneshot around!

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Hermione didn’t know how to describe it, the feeling that bubbled up inside of her, that enveloped her every sense and made it difficult to breathe. she didn’t know what it was, she needed to know, to find out why this always happened whenever he was around.

Who was he?

Fred Weasley.

She’d always been able to tell them apart, that twins that is, from the first time she’d seen them. She hadn’t told anyone, didn’t see any reason to. She thought the twins suspected, in fact she knew the twins suspected, yet she didn’t tell them.

Both were covered in freckled, but Fred had a patch of larger ones under his right eye, his eyes themselves were slightly lighter than those of George and, if you looked hard enough, a ring of deep green ran around the pupil. That wasn’t all though, she could tell them apart without even seeing them, Freds voice was lower, slower and more husky than Georges, he spoke in a certain, always the one to start a conversation but never the one to finish. 

Hermione could list many things that split the twins apart, she could go on for hours, talking about every little thing, every little detail, that made Fred different. Every little detail that made Fred himself. Every little detail that made Fred, her Fred, special.

...

Fred didn’t know how to describe it, the butterflies that erupted in his stomach, the way his heart pumped so hard when she near, that he could hear it beat with his own ears.  He didn’t know what it was, he needed to know, to find out why this always happened whenever she was around.

Who was she?

Hermione Granger.

Unlike others, he’d never just viewed her as the Brightest Witch of her Age, Harry Potters best friend. She was way more than that, she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, her eyes were a deep earthy brown, so full of curiosity and knowledge.

Her hair, don’t even get him started on her hair. The untameable mane that completed her, it reflected her personality to a tee. She was fierce, stubborn, independent and wild.

It was these qualities Fred loved, but the ones he adored were on the inside. The kindness that flowed from that girls heart astounded Fred, she was unimaginably compassionate, never thinking of herself, always others. She stood up for what she believed in, tended to those who were hurt and helped those who needed helping.

He wouldn’t change her for the world, she his hot chocolate on a winters day. The one thing that he could count on. Hermione, his Hermione, was without a doubt the most spectacular person he’d ever met.

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Hermione was on her way to the astronomy tower, it was at least 1am, but she seemed unable to sleep. Instead of staying in her dorm or retreating to the common room, she decided that she needed some fresh air, despite the punishment she would undoubtedly receive from Umbridge if she were caught. 

You see she had something on her mind, a problem, a big problem; Fred Weasley.

She never knew how to act around him, she tried her best to act normal, to be herself, but she always seemed to make a fool of herself. Whether it was tripping up the stairs on her way to Charms, while he was walking behind her; or spitting out a mouthful of water all over herself when he made a joke.

It irked her to the very core, she never meant to act like a complete idiot when he was around, it always just seemed to happen.

All she wanted was one thing, for him to be hers, she longed to feel his embrace, to be encircled in his arms and -

Then she fell.

Before she knew it, her foot missed the next step and she began falling, closing her eyes she braced herself for the impact that was about to befall her - but it never came.

“You alright there ‘Mione?” A voice asked, laced with concern and deep with worry.

Upon opening her eyes Hermione couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her mouth at the sight presented to her.

Fred Weasley, his arms circled around her waist as he held her close, was hovering mere inches above her. His eyebrows were furrowed in concern, his eyes wide and mouth parted as he stared down at her.

“What - what are you doing here?” Hermione whispered.

“Just saving a damsel in distress,” He smirked, winking at Hermione, who quickly jumped out of his arms, cheeks stained a bright red.

“I - I was just making my way to the astronomy tower,” She told him, wringing her hands nervously and staring down at the floor in embarrassment.

“Well it looks like you could use some company,” Fred said, beginning to walk up the stairs, stopping after a few steps and looking at her, begging her to follow.

Hermione obliged, feeling her heart beat faster with every step she took.

Pull yourself together, you’re Hermione Granger, Brightest Witch of her Age, you can do this, she thought, mentally preparing herself for whatever was to come.

When she reached the top of the tower her face was no longer red, instead she held it high, eyes determined and stance confident.

“How come you were on your way here? In the middle of the night?” Fred asked, leaning casually against the railings, his eyes burning into her.

Hermione almost crumbled at the sight of him, he was in his Gryffindor dressing gown, but on his way up the stairs it seemed to have become undone, revealing a muscular torso and chiselled abs which almost made her faint just at the sight. She held herself together though, walking over to stand next to Fred, realising that she herself was only in a pair of shorts and one of Harrys t-shirts that she’d stolen.

“Just fancied a walk,” She replied, turning around so she was leaning on the railing, facing the Hogwarts grounds, away from the distraction that was Fred,

“How about you? How come you were out?” She asked.

“I actually wanted to talk to you,” Fred said, reaching across his chest and placing hands either side of Hermiones waist, turning her round so she was facing him.

“Fred?” Hermione whispered, surprised at his forwardness but intrigued at what he as going on about.

“We’re leaving, Hermione. Me and George.”

“Leaving?”

“Tomorrow, we’ve had it planned for weeks,”

“You - You’re leaving?” She mumbled, shocked at the thought of not seeing Fred every day, walking through the halls of Hogwarts, laughing with his brother at a prank they’d just played.

“Yes, I - I wanted to be the one to tell you, no-one else knows. Even George doesn’t know I’m telling you,” He admitted, rubbing his neck nervously.

“What -Why?”  Hermione asked, still trying to process the events that were unfolding.

“Umbridge, we can’t just wait around and -” 

“Don’t leave,” Hermione suddenly blurted, cutting Fred off mid sentence.

“What?” Fred asked, shocked at her sudden interruption.

“Don’t leave me, please.” She whimpered, staring up into his eyes, aware of the gap that was diminishing between the two of them.

“Hermione - I - why?” 

“I need you, idiot,” She whispered, a tear escaping and running helplessly down her cheek. Before Fred could even think he’d closed the ever diminishing gap between the two of them and kissed her.

At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss. Fred exhaled through his nose, not wanting to let go. His entire body had been taken over by the overwhelming feeling of relief, combined with eccentric panic, and lust. Fred moved his hand from her waist to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her long, bushy hair. Then his arms encircled her. He drew her into him deepening the kiss. 

Things quickly heated up, it wasn't that they wanted each other; because they did, but it was as if they needed each other. The kiss was passionate and neither of them wanted to stop, Fred and Hermione moved over to the wall, lips still interlocked. 

Hermione, finding herself pushed up against the wall, jumped up to lock her legs around Fred' waist. 

Suddenly, Fred stepped away, Hermione let out a short whimper as she felt his body move away, causing a throaty chuckle to escape Fred as she wriggled beneath him.

"We should stop, I don’t want to push you," Fred mumbled into her ear breathlessly. Hermione just nodded in response, she was too shocked to even speak, but knew that what he said was true.

“I’‘m sorry Hermione,” Fred muttered, pulling her into him, resting his head atop her own and exhaling deeply.

“It’s not that I want to leave you, I don’t. I need to leave because here, at Hogwarts, I’m not reaching my full potential. Me and George, we’re going to set up a joke shop, we’ve already got the property, we just need to settle in. We’re going to sell all our products, create more and have a little side project behind the scenes for new creations that could help in the war. I’d bring you with me if I could, but we both know you’ve never leave Harry and Ron, you need to be here, just like how I need to be out there,” He said, gesturing out into the horizon.

“I understand Freddie,” Hermione replied, tightening her grip on his waist.

“I’ll write,” He assured her.

“Everyday?” She asked, her voice muffled as she smushed herself closer to him.

“Everyday.” He promised, “Next Hogsmeade weekend I’ll come and visit, we’ll walk around Hogsmeade, I’ll take you out for lunch, our first date.”

“Not even going to ask me Freddie? How very ungentlemanly of you,” She whispered playfully.

“Would you, Hermione Granger, like to accompany me to the next Hogsmeade Weekend?” He asked cheekily, kissing the top of her head as she nodded against him.

“Of course I would love to, Fred Weasley.” 

As they stood there, atop the astronomy tower, looking out across the grounds of Hogwarts, content in each others arms, they knew that whatever hit them they’d be okay. That they had each other and, at the moment, that’s all they needed.

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thestrals

harry potter x slytherin!reader

warnings: a mother’s death

word count: 2375

a/n: honestly this took 5ever to write and im so sorry but also ngl i had small inspo and motivation to write since i was sick for a week and have been catching up w school. i hope you like it though!

  You could feel the chill of the dungeon floor rise through your shoes and make your toes cold. You loved being a Slytherin, however you could stand a more ideal house location. 

 Draco obviously didn’t mind, you noted while you entered the commons with your close friend at your side. He inhaled deeply, a large grin on his face. “Can you smell that? That’s the smell of justice.” He said, satisfied. You set your books down nearby and began fidgeting.  “What do you mean?” You asked. “Now that Umbridge is in charge of everything, I’m sure Potter won’t be getting away with anymore of his nonsense.” He said bitterly and you scratched the back of your neck.  A week ago, there were about twenty plus students who all met in the room of requirement. Hermione founded the group and Harry, Draco’s ‘sworn enemy’. To you it was all frankly rubbish.

 You personally liked Harry, but would be damned to ever say anything like it out loud. You’d pretty much be banned from the Slytherin house.

 So you kept quiet, adjusted your tie and nodded along with whatever Draco said. It paid to have connections and you couldn’t lose your connection to Draco.

 Under any circumstances.

 Days grew longer under Umbridge’s reign and sometimes you’d be on your way to the Room of Requirement when you’d see children walking down the halls, leaving detention. They were rubbing their hands, holding them close to their heart and you would wince.

 Umbridge had a cursed pen that whatever you wrote would appear and etch scars into your skin. It make your skin hurt just by seeing the aftermath and your heart dropped at the thought of Umbridge catching you and your shenanigans with Harry.

 Arriving at the room with everyone else, roll was taken and Harry would introduce what you were all learning today.

You, from the looks of it, were the only Slytherin in the army and it made you feel small. You tried to ignore the feeling as Harry made his way to the center of the room.

 “Today we will be learning to cast a patronus.”

He said simply and he demonstrated. The spell was one you’d studied before and expected it to be a fairly easy task.

 Mentally preparing yourself, you readied your wand trying to ignore watching eyes around you.

 Your first two attempts at casting the charm there was no luck whatsoever. You felt someone come up behind you and jumped.

 “Harry.” You breathed, recovering from the scare.

“Sorry.” He apologized and you smiled. “I think it’s really brave of you to be here. With Draco and all.” He spoke and you noticed a small hint of a blush on his cheeks.

 When you only smiled and nodded as a thank you, he cleared his throat. “Would you like some help casting the spell?” He asked and you nodded shyly.

 He smiled. “Think of your happiest memory. Let the image in your brain flood you with emotion. Good emotion. And feel that while casting.”

 He advised and you nodded.

You thought back to a childhood you knew long ago. Your mother and you playing in the front yard. She was happy. You were happier.

 “Expecto Patronum.” You said firmly but quietly and blue formed out of your wand.

 “That’s brilliant! Keep focus!” Harry encouraged, which only made the happy feeling in your heart grow.

 A figure started to form from the color and it finally took full shape. A thestral.

 The patronus lasted maybe less than three seconds, but you dropped your wand. That was not a creature you expected to see.

 “It’s time to go, she’s gone now.” Your father harshly pulled on your sleeve. You were eleven.

 “No! She’s not gone! How dare you say that about her!” You cried. It was raining and mud was beginning to soak the both of your feet.

 “She’s gone now, Y/N. It’s time.”

Your father was dragging you away from your mother's grave. For the next year he acted like she never even existed. Like her death was an event to walk over.   She was buried outside of a family home now untouched due to historical reasons, it had been there so long. The ominous trees that surrounded the cabin. The things lurking in the trees.

   You saw them. Boney like creatures that looked like they’d been sick for days. When you’d mention them to your father he’d tell you they were mythical and only few people saw them.

 People who saw death saw them.

You could never understand why your father didn’t see them. He had seen your mother. And that was ‘death’ enough.   Once you were old enough, however, you learned he never saw because he never wanted to believe she was truly gone, much like you at a younger age. He was a closed off man and he shut himself off from the wizarding world and all it had to offer, only opening himself back up on your twelfth birthday when your letter from Hogwarts came.

 From the day your mother died to now, these creatures, these Thestrals, followed you around like shadows. You associated them with horrible things and were absolutely terrified when it appeared.

 Your flashback was soon over and you noticed the stares everyone was giving you. Quickly, you picked up your wand and excused yourself with tears brimming your eyes.

 You cried for an hour before Harry found you in one of the abandoned girls bathrooms on the sixth floor.

 “Is everything alright?” He asked. You sniffed and nodded.

 “Yes of course, I’m sorry-“

“I’m sorry if I offended you. And I’m sorry for making you cast that spell.” Harry quickly apologized.

 You looked at him with both admiration and confusion. “Harry, why are you sorry? You were helping me improve and it’s my fault I left. Thestrals are just associated with a bad memory and was unexpected.” You explained.

 He joined you, leaning against the sink.

“Would you like to talk about it?” He offered and you shrugged. “Not much to talk about. My mom died when I was eleven and since that day I’ve been seeing the boney creatures everywhere. Going to this school has given me a break but when I head home for Christmas I’m sure I’ll see them again, that’s all.”

 Harry turned to you. “I’m so sorry about your mum.” He apologized and you waved him off. “You’ve been through worse so it’s all right.” You laughed, wiping a tear from your own eye. You felt a hand on your shoulder.

 “I’m serious, Y/N, I truly am sorry. I know what it’s like and you know that. But if it’s any condolence at all, Thestrals are meant to be creatures of happiness. They look dreadful but they’re also misunderstood. They are quite gentle and can tell friend from foe. If you’re foe, they’ll attack and from what I’ve heard, these Thestrals where you live see you as friend.” Harry spoke and you looked away from him, giving it thought.

 “Maybe I don’t have to be afraid.” You muttered.

“Not anymore.” Harry whispered and you looked at him. You noticed how small of space there was between you.

 You felt Harry’s hand on your arm and noted he hadn’t taken it away. It sent sparks through you.

 You were almost going to lean in closer when Umbridge’s shrill voice sounded throughout the halls, causing the two of you to jump.

 “All students should be in their respective house locations in five minutes. Anyone out after curfew will receive immediate detention.”

 You looked at Harry and he looked back.

“I should. . .” He said awkwardly and you nodded. “Yeah, me too.” You said and you both walked out of the bathroom door and parted at the staircase.

 Today left your head spinning and while you were lying awake in your dorm bed, you couldn’t help but touch the space on your arm. If Draco knew you had a crush on Harry Potter. . .

 You had practice for O.W.L.S today and you were not looking forward to it. In the recent weeks, the weeks following your patronus incident, Harry had been avoiding you. At first you thought it was involuntary, but when it came time for meeting in the Room, he never made eye contact and when he did he looked away. Maybe he thinks I’m too odd now. You thought to yourself. It began to make you angry.  You had shared a very personal part of your life with him and now he was ignoring you. Without any explanation at all.  You were even more disappointed when you noticed the redhead and two brunettes at the front of your classroom. Even still, you took your seat, not breaking eye contact with the back of Harry’s head. When Umbridge decided it was time to begin, she was serious. There would be no talking, no communication of any sort, looking at one another, poking prodding or fooling about and no cheating.  You all agreed and your practice session began. Barely twenty minutes later you heard snickers from the front of the class. Your stomach sank when you noticed it was Ron and Harry. You figured they were both idiots but you thought they were smarter than this.  Umbridge was quick to act.

“Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley. I thought we all agreed not to speak or communicate and here I see the two of you laughing away. I assume the two of you found something amusing amongst yourself. Detention. B-”

 “It was me.” You spoke up. Everyone’s head turned to you. You were angry at Harry, sure, but you still cared about him a lot more than you gave yourself credit for and you couldn’t help but stand up and protect him when you saw fit.

 “What?” Her shrill voice asked. “It was me. I made them laugh.” You announced and Umbridge turned her body to you. “And how so?” She inquired and Harry looked ready to jump out of his seat to stop Umbridge as she made her way over to you.  By the time she got to you, you already had something in mind. “Easy. I transformed your appearance about six times in the past twenty appearance. You look fantastic with an elephant trunk, by the way.” You said as loudly, and as proudly, as you could without fear.  Her face grew red and her high pitched voice nearly shrieked. “Detention!”

You tapped your foot anxiously while the sound of kittens surrounded your ears. You thought that with the pink and comfort-y air about the room you’d be calm. But in reality, you would have been more calm if you were being sent off to Azkaban.

 “Miss Y/N. I need you to write something for me.” You cringed. With her special quill. You’d heard the stories and absolutely none of them were pretty. You’d seen the damage.

 “Can’t I just scrub floors?” You tried, bravely but to no avail. Her hand came down on the desk with a loud smack.

 “Absolutely not. You will write ‘I must respect my superiors.’ with my quill. You will write it until you understand it.”

 You looked up to the frog-faced woman, your mouth in a tight line, preparing to endure more than just an hour in detention. Your hands burned. They hurt. They were cut and scraped and somewhat bruised in small places.

 Returning to class was nothing easy.

You had potions.

   Your lab partner was Neville and he had agreed to not touch anything. Which in any other case would have been helpful. But today it was not.   You saw Harry across the room. You took a beating for him and he had the nerve to ignore you still. You managed the most angry look you could muster when he looked back at you.

 When class started you felt useless. You would try to pick up utensils and bottles alike but they would either fall or you couldn’t get them two inches above the table. Your hand was burning so badly to the point it was effecting your school work. You didn’t bother waiting for Snape to come by and look at your unfinished work. Lucky for you, you were a Slytherin. Which meant Snape favored you.

 He allowed you to be excused and you almost ran out of the room, failing to not catch Harry’s attention.    It wasn’t until after class when Harry joined you in the bathroom. He found you curled up in one of the stalls, sobbing.

 When you noticed his presence you couldn't help but sneer and feel your heart skip all at once. His blue eyes were so damn hard to get out of your head.    “What do you want, Potter?” You sneered and he looked sorry. “I know you’re mad but I’m here to help.”   “And what? Run away again?” You asked, bitterly, going to wipe your nose. “I know i've been ignoring you and I’m sorry. It’s just. . . I have been feeling things for you I know Draco would not be fond of.”

 “Well believe me, as of late I haven’t told Draco much.” You laughed. Keeping the DA a secret from your best friend had been extremely hard. And now you were hiding feelings from him.

 “I have feelings for you. And I’m unsure of how to deal with them.” Harry fessed and your heart stopped. He what?

 “Harry. Don't play around.”

“I'm not. I'm sorry for avoiding you. I know the burns sting. Look, I have my own.” He showed his hands which had scars on them. “It goes away after a day and can be treated with a small healing spell.” He offered, taking your hand in his gently.

 “I know I’ve been avoiding you and I regret it greatly. I want something with you and if you’re willing. . . Well, I hope you want that too.” He said quietly and you smiled.   He had been ignoring you due to mixed feelings. Your heart felt on fire. You smiled and nodded.

 That night, you managed to sneak into the Gryffindor boys dorm and spend the night having Harry take care of you. It was quite the beginning of a interesting relationship.

i hope you liked it! @lupinlys

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❝ oh, look it’s niamh finnigan-thomas, a sixteen year old half-blood witch attending hogwarts. she is a sixth year gryffindor student. their friends would say they are fiesty + independent but can also be impulsive + stubborn. they are known around the castle as the firecracker. some swear they look like simay barlas but they would disagree. ❞

    it’s ya girl britt back again with intro number two for my my trash, but slightly more lovable spazzy babe niamh ! once again, you can add me on discord on britt.#6471 or hit me up in ims and i will love you down, but her info is below the cut. 

okay so this is my trash child niamh

she was born to a muggle bother in ireland, the product of a fling between an engaged wizard visiting from america over the summer. her mother was only seventeen at the time and quickly grew very attached to dominic, who was older than her. when she told him she was pregnant, he left her and returned to america, leaving her mother, aiyla, devastated. 

despite wishing to keep niamh, her being a piece of the not so wonderful summer love she could hold onto, aileen was severely injured in child birth and would soon die from the traumatic birth, leaving niamh orphaned.

news of her death reached dominic in america and he had niamh transferred to a wizarding orphanage, though he would never lie eyes on his daughter.

however, it was in this orphanage were she would get adopted, just before her first birthday and thus found a new life with seamus and dean finnigan-thomas.

niamh loves her dads more than anything in the world. they are her sun and her stars and she is forever grateful for the life they gave her and bringing her up in such a beautiful and loving environment. 

they are huge influences on her activism and one of the reason why she is so unafraid to speak her mind. will throw hands to anybody who insults them or insults her friends. probably threw toy trucks and people that looked at her dads weird in kindergarten 

has the same type of love with her friends, would throw hands in 0.2 seconds

niamh was a very full on child, constantly full of energy and having a dramatic flair from a young age. though dean and seamus had intended to adopt again, they had found this child to have their work cut out for them, and they were not the richest family, living in a small cottage on the outskirts of the city.

they did however, periodically foster children in need, these some of the best times of niamh’s life as she was always a social child and had wished for a big family like she had seen growing up beside the longbottoms and the potters. i have a wanted connection up for this and i would adore for someone to take it up ! niamh would have been very attached to those siblings and no matter where they ended up, would still consider them as part of her family.

though, knowing the story of her adoption and the comings and goings of foster children left her with some bad attachment issues. she keeps her social circle as large as possible and is terrified of growing too close to someone, afraid that they will only leave her hurt, as so many did in the past. 

though she is a tough flower and doesn’t like to show off her weaknesses to many. 

she was a very spazzy child and had a very short attention span as a child, especially when beginning hogwarts. she used to always wear her hair in a braid she did herself and had to get her friends to teach her about make up 

now, she hasn’t changed all the much, physcially maturer and somewhat emotionally, but she is still just as lively and fiesty as she was as a child

she is very sporty, into running why bitch and into quidditch, a beater for the gryffindor team. 

she is not the most responsible however, always getting into trouble for something and has a very do now, think later sort of attitude.

dare her to something? she will do it. probably how she dies tbh

rules ? sorry she doesnt know them

loves a good party

generally just a very sociable person, she loved meeting other people and just being in the midst of everything. 

her one true passion besides sports would be astronomy, you can always find her out looking at the stars if she’s feeling low and wanted to be an astronaunt until the age of 7 until she found out what it required and decided it was too much work

she is at the same time very emotional while not emotional at all, she has many emotions that she suppresses to they tend to come out in weird bursts. 

she’s the type of person you’d go to if you needed cheering up, not really the type of person you’d want to ask advice on things however. though if you did she would really try and do her best to give u good advice ok even if it wasnt

a big figiter

liberal views

wants to get lots of tattoos of smiley faces made from her freckles

very comfortable with herself, probably consider becoming a nudist at some point ngl

loves pasta, you’ve never met a bigger otp than niamh and pasta

very into the flower child, 70s, hippie, disco whole vibe. wears lots of flare pants and loves the beegees and earth wind and fire. she collects records and will obnoxiously play them all the time.

also very into 90s and 2000s pop music, rihanna is her icon and she probably dreamed of being part of destiny’s child at some point. jealous that her dads got to grow up in that era

a big Meme tbh, the kind of person that would send u vines at 3am

also one of those people who has random bruises everywhere but no idea how he got them.

holy shit this is long imma stop but??? please love my spazzy child and she will love you back okay !!

i do have some wanted connections up for her, but i am totally game just to brain storm and would love all the plots so give this post a like and i will come and ask for plots !!!

[minatums]

Ask meme: every one with a 3 or 4 in it. 3, 4, 13, 14, 23, 24, 30-49, etc.

3: Zodiac sign?

swagittarius

4: Video game I play to chill, not to win?

i mean honestly my go-to chill game is smash and that’s kind of a play-to-win game by default... I guess a not-to-win game would be rune factory!

13: Favourite word?

shit (im 5)

14: The last person who hurt me, did I forgive them?

cant remember who the exact last one was, im gonna 50/50 it 

23: A bad quality of mine?

i have a shit-tier attention span

24: Cats or dogs?

dogs! but nyas are lovely as well

30: Eye colour?

brown

31: Hair colour?

black

32: Someone I love?

christinya

33: Someone I trust?

christinya and maren

34: Someone I always think about?

christinya again

35: Am I excited about anything?

PERSONA 5 IN ABOUT TWO WEEKS

36: My current obsession?

breath of the wild

37: Favourite TV shows as a child?

shaman king, big o, and misc cartoons

38: Do I have someone of the opposite sex that I can tell everything to?

christinya and maren

39: Am I superstitious?

absolutely

40: What do I think about most?

viddy games

41: Do I have any strange phobias?

not that i can think of

42: Do I prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it?

i like both but only if the acting is funny, otherwise im more of the director role

43: Favourite hobbies?

viddy, 3d modeling, drawin

44: Last book I read?

i forget lmao

45: Last film I watched?

moana

46: Do I play any instruments?

nope

47: Favourite animal?

shiba inuuuuuuuuuuuuus

48: Top 5 blog on Tumblr that I follow?

too lazy to figure it out rn lmao but i wanna take this chance to give a shoutout to @reformed-devastruction​ for the long term follow and @magnolia-eclair​ for the silent mutual love of the same stuff, got mad props for you my guy

49: Superpower I wish I could have?

invisibility

53: What makes me smile?

35+ hit combos ending with a super into super

54: Do I sleep with the lights on or off?

off, but sometimes on when my bois are over friday nights playing street fighter when i gotta crash for work the following morning

63: What occupation did I want to do when I was younger?

write

64: Have I ever had a friend turn enemy?

lmao just this past year

73: Have I ever skipped school?

of course

74: Favourite place on the planet?

my room, ngl

83: Have I ever had braces?

nope!

84: Story behind one of my scars?

i tripped over an air conditioner that was lying on the floor after it got kicked out of our window by robbers and a sharp piece scooped an inch outta my knee ew ew ew

93: Siblings?

a brother, one year older, named anthony

94: What was the last thing I bought?

breath of the wild

103: Sexual orientation?

straight

104: Where do I currently live?

I live near boston, but I live in brooklyn for the school year

113: Favourite accents?

dont really have a preference off the top of my head

114: A place I have not been but wish to visit?

japan and mexico or Colombia 

123: Can I wiggle my ears?

nope

124: Do I like clowns?

nah

130: Favourite piece of advice?

live fast die young bad girls do it well

also “take a fucking break”

131: Am I a good liar?

yeah lmao

132: Hogwarts house / Divergent faction / Hunger Games district?

I tend to go back and forth between gryffindor and slytherin when asked/taking sorting quizzes. The other two I don’t care bout

133: Do I talk to myself?

sometimes

134: Am I very social?

absolutely!

135: Do I like gossip?

lmao yeah im not gonna pretend im above that shit

136: Do I keep a journal/diary?

nah i dont have the temperance to keep track of something like that

137: Have I ever hopelessly failed a test?

art history

138: Do I believe in second chances?

usually all the time

139: If I found a wallet full of cash on the ground, what would I do?

find who it belonged to if there was an id and whatnot in it. Feels mad different to me if it’s a wallet as opposed to a wad of cash

140: Do I believe people are capable of change?

yes!

141: Have I ever been underweight?

nope

142: Am I ticklish?

too much so holy shit

143: Have I ever been in a submarine?

nope

144: Have I ever been on a plane?

ye when i was real young. I don’t travel much outside of cape cod with the fam in summer

145: In a film about my life, who would I cast as myself, friends and family?

charlie day for absolutely everyone

146: Have I ever been overweight?

nope!

147: Do I have any piercings?

nah

148: Which fictional character do I wish was real?

i require a jigglypuff

149: Do I have any tattoos?

nah but I want one

153: What was my first car?

never had one

154: Do I want children?

yes but it’s not only my decision to make unless i adopt single

163: What do I love most about myself?

I personally find myself to be very strong against odds in terms of optimism and I take a lot of pride in it and how I can use it to help others

basically I think I’m very good at staying happy and like to be someone people can go to when they need to be happy and can leave in a better mood

164: Do I like adventure?

I do! Though I am very content just playing games too

173: Have I learnt from my mistakes?

the big things, yeah. The little things, I can still forget lmao

174: Best gift I’ve ever received?

a wii u with smash 4

183: What is my spirit animal?

i did a test once and it was a fox

184: How do I want to be remembered?

as being someone that made someone’s day

193: What motivates me?

well-made viddys

194: If I could choose my last words, what would they be?

fuck this shit im out

203: Do I judge a book by its cover?

honestly??? yes I fucking do and its not good

204: Have I ever had my heart broken?

yeah but im way past it

213: Do I use sarcasm a lot?

too much tbh

214: What TV character am I most like?

i actually really dont know

WOW I DID ALL OF THESE LOOK AT ME