#and saw it spelled differently pfft

[avemstella]

It is sweet on occasion to play the fool.

Furina was born of a small mountain spring, the most unassuming of God King Remus of Remuria's many children. If one were to have asked anyone who knew her back then, who they would have guessed to live the longest of King Remus's progeny, she would have been the last on their list. But as Remuria fell, as all nations who dare to defy the heavens are destined, she alone remained of that damned blood line. She alone remained even as Egeria rebuilt the pieces of Fontaine from the Archon War. Furina alone remained when one of Seven Sovereigns, the Dragon of Water, was reborn into this world—and it was her who reached out and grabbed that little hand.

Neuvillette does not understand why he was born into this world—or who exactly he is. But, that strange woman who walked into his life one day has never lead him astray. So he continues to follow after her until their road ends.

Hey look I managed to get this out on time! Here's almost 25k words of Furina rampant lore speculation that probably is wrong and her found family with baby dragon Neuvillette

[baldursgat3]

follow up to this. honestly I was torn between like three different reactions and I still might fuck around and finish up the fluffier version of this.

for now though, local vampire fucks up, locks lover inside their own head for a year and kind of experiences an consequence

~*~*~

You could see the look on his face as he strode towards you, on the heels of Shadowheart. The same calm, tight smile you always got when you were in trouble in front of company. You only smiled warmly back at him, seemingly unaware.

"Dearest." His voice as silky as ever as he took his place beside you. "How on earth did you find yourself over here. I thought you were managing the food." He spoke as though he wasn't receiving a stare down from each of their companions.

"I'm sorry, love." Your voice came out as your head tipped down, reverently. "It wasn't going anywhere and- and besides, we wanted to chat. It would've been rude to crowd the refreshments."

He paused, you saw his eyes flick to the side where he knew Gale was watching. Everyone was watching. "You're always so aware of things like that, darling. Forgive me?"

"Of course." Ugh. The way you smiled back at him made you nauseous. It was so sweet and fake. Besides, you knew the only reason fake you got away with it was because everyone was watching.

"Cut the crap, Astarion." Karlach spoke up first, clearly irritated by the entire scene playing out before her. "We know what's up, let them go."

He turned to face her before you could get a good look at his reaction. "What are you talking about?" His voice had just the hint of an edge to it. He wasn't angry, not yet anyway.

Gale crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing at the man in front of you. "I can hear them in there. Whatever compulsion you've got going on needs to end, Astarion."

"You don't know what you're talking about. I don't compel them." His attitude slipped into irritation but, still, not anger. You were a little surprised, honestly.

"What part of 'I can hear them' did you not understand?" Gale stepped closer to Astarion, confidence bolstered by the ever imposing Halsin rooted behind him.

You watched as your darling's eyes took on a dangerous glint and you suddenly found yourself deeply worried for your wizard. You wanted to reach out, to step between the two of them. Surely Astarion wouldn't cause a scene here but Gale was treading dangerous waters.

He was outnumbered anyway. "I'd advise, rather strongly, you keep your nose in your own business." What was he doing? Why was he being so obstinate?

Halsin took a step forward, in your stead, placing himself between the two. "We can behave like civilized adults here. There's no reason to take up arms."

"Pfft. Tell that to the spell slinger. I'm unarmed, he never is."

"As though you aren't loaded to the pointy teeth with your own power, you demi-god jackass!" It almost would've been comical, the way they both craned their necks around Halsin to fling their insults. Almost.

"Gale…?" You tried, tentatively hoping he was still focused enough on your connection to hear.

Clearly he was, you practically saw his ears perk up. "Ah! There! Clear as day. You know, perhaps if you just listened you would hear. Aren't you supposed to be connected to your thrall, or something-"

"They are not my thrall." Astarion hissed. "I don't compel them. We're partners in this. And you all are guests in our home, I'd suggest you remember that."

He straightened up, squaring his jaw and turning his attention towards the rest of the group. "If you'll excuse me, I do have other guests to tend to. Dearest, I'd like you to join me."

"Yes, love." Your body moved to follow him as he turned on his heel, taking your friends away from view. You couldn't help the panic you felt in your bones at the idea of being alone again.

"Astarion, you can't do this. You can't just leave them like this!" You heard Gale call from behind you. "I don't know if you forgot or what but they're in there and they told me you caused this!"

Oh gods you wished you could've flinched. He always had to talk just a little too much. You saw Astarion tense up for a moment before he sighed, snapping his fingers.

In an instant, one of the spawn was at his side, awaiting his command. "Would you be so kind as to show Mr. Dekarios to the door. I'm afraid he's overstayed his welcome."

You heard Wyll's voice next, firm but still gentle. "Astarion, think about this. It doesn't have to be this way."

"And feel free to take along anyone else who would like to continue this ridiculous conversation." He waved the servant on, as he strode away. "Come along, love."

As your body walked away from the one connection you had to the world outside, you felt your heart sink into your chest. The door was closing, the light was fading. You crossed the spell's boundary, and you found yourself in darkness again.

~*~*~

The night dragged on, even more than it had before. Now you were stuck to Astarion, laughing politely and speaking when spoken to.

You felt like you were drowning. Slowly, slowly, agonizingly slow as you sunk into the darkness that seemed to swallow you whole. The one glimpse you had of light made this life you'd gotten used to seem so much more hopeless.

Not only had he forgotten you, he refused to even consider that he had. The only hope you had ever clung to, the idea that he would some day hear your cries, was dashed upon the rocks. He would never hear you. He wasn't even listening.

The night was endless and the future was barren. You didn't even have the autonomy to end your own misery. The party faded away around you, your own voice nothing more than a distant whisper.

Were you truly doomed to an eternity of this nightmare? What in the hells had you ever done to deserve such a fate? At the hands of your own beloved, no less.

You felt as though you could've been floating in that empty void of hopelessness for a lifetime before you were pulled out of it. With what felt like horror, you realized it couldn't have been more than a few hours. You were in the same dress. Astarion was in the room with you, quietly undressing from his formalwear.

"You are in there, aren't you?" You heard his voice, though he didn't turn to look at you.

It was like a tension wire snapped, all of a sudden you were thrust back into your body with a sharp gasp. You hadn't realized how dulled your senses had become over the time you spent away. It all felt like too much.

The gentle floral smell that filled the room threatened to choke you. The candle light and shadows dancing on the wall made you dizzy. The crackling of your fireplace may as well have been dozens of fireworks bursting inside your skull. It was all just far too much.

You clutched at your head with a pained cry and collapsed to your knees, attempting to curl into yourself as much as you could.

Then, like a flame, you felt his gentle touch on your shoulder. Without thinking, you wrenched away from him with another choked out sound. It was too much, it was all just too much.

The sensations, the emotions, the stress. It was overwhelming. You heard Astarion's voice blend together with the cacophony of sounds that barraged you now. It felt like you were spinning in circles as your senses went ballistic.

And then you woke up.

The very first thing you noticed was the hairpin jabbing into your head. You reached up to feel for it, vaguely recalling having more than just the one put in as you prepared for the party.

You were in one of your more comfortable pairs of night clothes, tucked snuggly into your plush bed with its silk sheets. You could see sunlight behind the thick curtains that hung in your bedroom but that was a poor indicator of time now.

At least your senses seemed to be more under control. Your touch was almost certainly still heightened, though. You would swear you could feel each individual silken thread under your fingers.

Your body felt heavy and almost unfamiliar and gods you were exhausted. You could feel yourself drifting in and out of consciousness for a while, unsure what to even do next and, honestly, unwilling to get up and figure it out right now anyway.

It could've been minutes or hours but, eventually, you heard the door to your room creak open. A faint candlelight flooded the room for a moment before the door shut again. "Ah! You're awake, now." You heard Astarion before he appeared at your side. "You've been out for a few days, I was beginning to worry, my love. You must be starving, I'll have a breakfast made for you."

He disappeared for a moment, you heard him walk back out the door and speak to someone. You didn't really care about food right now but you weren't going to stop him. Besides, he was at your side again just as quickly as he'd left. "How are you feeling?"

You blinked up at him, almost trying to remember how to speak as you searched for your words. "Tired." You finally managed, quietly.

He laughed softly, brushing your hair from your face. "You've been asleep for three days and you're still tired?" He was so tender right now, so sweet. It almost made you forget how you got here in the first place.

"Astarion…? What-"

"Shh…" He cooed, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. "It's past now, pet. I'm sorry it took so long."

Well, that was an apology at least - a very strange one, albeit. You had expected something bigger, more dramatic. You expected anger or sorrow or even just denial, but this? You had no clue what to make of this.

"Why did you-"

"Dearest." He sighed, moving to sit just a bit closer. "I know what happened was difficult, and I am sorry. I'm done with compulsions, sworn off them. Well, for you anyway." He chuckled. You didn't find it very funny.

You opened your mouth to say something but he continued, his eyes darkening as he spoke. "I've had quite enough of Gale, by the way. He acts as though he's in any place to judge my actions. I'm grateful he found you, don't get me wrong, but gods he couldn't have had a little decorum about it?"

He jumped so quickly from thought to thought as though each sentence wasn't cracking you over the head with it's implications. Gale had found you, at least that meant Astarion had forgotten. It also meant he chose to leave you that way and lie to your friends the rest of the night.

More importantly, he seemed largely hung up on Gale's position in this. "I didn't want to invite him but he's such a pest. I shouldn't have invited Wyll but imagine what people would think if I snubbed the Ravenguards." Politics, always politics. "I hate the way Gale looks at you, you know. Gods, if I had my way no one else would look at you at all but… well anyway."

It wasn't the first time he'd expressed that sentiment. You've known for a long time that Astarion was just a touch obsessed with you. It didn't help that you liked the attention, which only fueled the flames. Something about this time, though, something set off an alarm in the back of your mind. Suddenly, that idea looked more like a threat.

"Are you… really not going to compel me again?" Your voice was so meek, like you were afraid if you asked too loudly he might change his mind. You had so many questions but they could wait. You just wanted to know that he would let you keep your freedom.

The pained look that took over his face gripped your heart, for a moment you almost regretted asking. "Yes, my love… I was… It was foolish of me to think that I was any better than Cazador, just because I had better intentions." He laughed, bitterly. "What does it matter if I still hurt you?"

You finally moved at that, reaching out to grab his hand. "You're nothing like Cazador." It was true, Cazador wouldn't have put you to bed and taken care of you like this. He wouldn't have apologized, wouldn't have made this promise.

Astarion turned to you with a sad smile. "Only you could say that after all of this." You really didn't understand his reaction. He seemed upset at what he had done, seemed to grasp just how horrible it was. Yet, you had expected something bigger. A grand display of romance to prove his love or even just a fight about how he had had it so much worse.

A gentle silence hung in the air, neither of you fully sure how to move on. You found yourself wishing your promised breakfast would arrive just to break the quiet. Instead, Astarion spoke again, quieter this time. "Do you regret this?"

It was a vague question. You knew it was done on purpose, too. He asks a vague question to let you give the answer you want. It kept him from being too vulnerable before forcing you to take the first step. Even if it annoyed you, you understood why he did it. Asking him to clarify would defeat the purpose, so you chose the question you would answer.

"I haven't regretted a day in your arms, my love. I only wish I could've been the one you held these last few months." You weren't sure if that was a satisfactory answer or not but it put a small, hopeful smile on his face. That was good enough, gods you loved that smile.

He reached out to tenderly cup your face. "I love you. So, so much. Would you…" He took a small, uncertain breath before continuing. "Would you promise me something?"

"Anything."

"Stay away from Gale." Oh. Gods. Gale was the only reason he had remembered you in the first place, was he really that upset?

Your hesitation brought more desperation into his eyes than you had expected. "Why are you so angry with him?" You spoke with a practiced evenness, aware you were walking a minefield. "Why did you lie to them if you knew he was telling the truth?"

"I don't trust him, love." There was more behind his eyes than his typical desire to have things go his way. He was desperate for you to feel his concern. "He hates me, it's so obvious. He hates that I have this power, that I have you. I couldn't give him more ammo to fight me with by owning up to this in front of everyone.

"He's so smart, you know? And he can talk his way into things just as well as the rest of us. He managed to bed a goddess while I fought tooth and nail just to have you. He'll get into your head, he'll turn you against me, use this against me. I couldn't let him have it."

"Astarion, no one is turning me against you." You reached out to card both of your hands through his hair, bringing them to rest at the nape of his neck. "Gale is my friend, though. They all are and-"

"I'm not asking this for everyone. I know how… lonely it can get in here. Gale has cause to want to take you away. Please. I don't know what I would do without you…"

You hated seeing such desperation on his face. He really believed Gale was a few clever words away from snatching you away from him. You adored the wizard, he was a dear friend but you never had any interest in him beyond that. It didn't matter that you've already told Astarion this dozens of times, he was perpetually convinced that Gale was his opponent in a battle for your heart that he had already won years ago.

It didn't seem exactly fair that you were the one making a sacrifice to mend what was broken between you after all this. It felt fairly obvious that he was the one who should be making amends. But if this is what it took to make him feel safe in your love again. "All right, my darling. I promise."

[viemags]

Obey Me Boys & Royals Horn Headcanons

I was just browsing through my notes to delete some documents that I don't need anymore, then I saw these Headcanons about the OM! Boys that I had like a year ago and just wanted to share the "old me" rants I have about them! This is hella adorable(stupid really) and I have A LOT of things I want to say, yet some may be bullshit so yea... Hope you enjoy!

LUCIFER

Lucifart...pfftt definately me giving awful nickname just to piss him off. Remember the audio drama where his brothers butcher his name, this is another one yet inappropriate lol. Sweet because this mf lowers his pride for you and let's you touch his sensitive horns. You will also have the luxury to groom them. I would also be really curious about the gem on his forehead. He purrs too!(Tries to hide, but slips when he's really comfy) 10/10 would do again♡

MAMMON (Why is there no Yellow?🥲)

Mammoney corkscrew horn? Would it work tho? Imagine when he was new to it and young he tried doing it just to be cool and as a party trick lol. Would it work if I curl my hair in it? If I like drop a marble would it glide? The possibilities of his horns are endless! Also joysticks pfft. 10/10 would recommend for teasing with an abundance of my love for him. He probably does weird sounds when you stroke his horns, but will relax and just purr happily when he gets used to it.

LEVIATHAN

When I first saw Levi's horns I thought, are those tree branches? Not in a bad way, but in a Levi "woah" way 'cuz their unique like Mammon's, but cooler because they branch out! You can put ornaments or flowers in it!! Or tease him if you can hang little hangers and laundry to dry them hwhw. Goes hsssss when pleased by the horn petting.

SATAN

Satan's horns looks rough and sharp like his tail probably because of his aggression I dunno. Still Imagine putting flowers in it, cute. Or OR him putting the kitties on top of his horns ahhh!! He also purrs! I will die if he purrs AND the kitties purr at the same time! And me being a little shit reving it like a motorcycle🤦🏻‍♀️ (Be ready for some wild goose chase around HOL)

ASMODEUS

I can see Asmo having horns that shine or like reflects light because he takes care of it religiously. Also probably puts glitter in it. I would jokingly use it as joysticks too ngl. Also it's very unique too since his has an ombre!! Would def look good with rings and other accessories. Would downright moan when his horns are touched, whether it's because he is enjoying it or just teasing you.

BEELZEBUB

Beel's horns are built different lol, but fr tho his are the only one curling forward to his face unlike the others where they curl on the sides of their heads. Makes me think I can hold on to it, but probably not a good idea. Tho what if his horns be built like that if it represents how he is someone who they can rely on to carry them when their in need. And Belphie taking it literally by making Beel carry him. Would be really good for putting accessories, and it would make a very happy Beel♡

BELPHEGOR

When I first saw Belphie's horn my initial thought is, "that shits heavy, is your head ok?" I get it he's a cow , but that's probably one of the reasons he's always asleep 'cuz his head is too heavy he's always tired picking it up lol. Would definately play and twirl my fingers around it.

DIAVOLO

Dia's horns spells WEALTHY. I feel like I'm not worthy of touching it because I'm broke lol. I think the gold spots might be cold to the touch, but his horns are warm. Imagine helping him with his papers, and when you take a break his instinct is to flop his head on your lap, and make you play with his horns. Would def goof around until Barbs walks in with a stick threatening you both to finish you tasks lol. Give Dia more physical affection and love♡

BARBATOS

Barbs' horn make me do a double take because are those wings? They look like sticks? Will they break if I touch them? Will they flap? Brothers go brr when Barbs flies with his horns. Just kidding. Very unique and creepy at first. Got me thinking If Solomon asked to play with it before. Also what if you're the only one Barbs lets to touch his horns! Since he can see the future he can predict when you wanted to ask to touch his horns, so he will take extra care of it, and devise the perfect environment and break you both have to relax♡

[fateinthestars]

Yeesh has it really been nearly a week since I did a review/ramble post for SCM?

Well as I've replayed some stuff as I'm working on something (I fear due to the way I've decided to do it in the end that it's gonna take a while!), I may as well cover one of the ones I replayed yesterday...

So let's cover 'Whispers of Love from the Stars'

This set includes stories for: Leon, Scorpio, Teorus, Dui, Huedhaut, and Ichthys

Spoilers under the cut

Whispers of Love from the Stars

This whole set goes into specific human myths to do with the constellations and it's rather interesting to see some more of those combined with the Gods' reactions to them.

LEO: Catching Lions with Honey

I'm struggling to think of stuff to say about this one (especially without switching the mature filter on) but the other Gods getting MC into awkward situations in Leon's route does feel rather common!

Ichthys, Teorus, I really think you ought to find a way to apologise to MC.

SCORPIO: Under an Aphrodisiac's Spell

Oh for goodness sake MC! The last thing you saw Scorpio doing was making something. Dui told you it was a poison. Why the hell did you even pick that glass up?!

Still Scorpio was straight and to the point and helped quickly. I am wondering how this would have gone down had it happened with one of the others.

(Yeesh for that matter considering what God's poison does to Humans, what would Zyglavis have done in this situation if it was early on in his route???)

TAURUS: Sweet Prince, Take Me Away

Pffft. Okay this might be one of my favourite Teo stories but I have to admit it's not really because of Teo.

I would say I don't want to spoil the beginning but I think as long as you've played any main story it's pretty damn obvious who the Teorus at the start of this really is.

And I'm still laughing at the fact that a major part of what gave him fully away (even if MC already had doubts) was using his own full name rather than the nickname Teo would have used.

It is interesting that Ichthys does make so many mistakes here though... usually he has impersonating the others voices and mannerisms down really well. The food thing I'm not surprised at, but not thinking about the fact that Teo calls him Ikky? I wonder whether that implies Ichthys doesn't actually really like that but doesn't bring it up with Teo because they're friends and he just lets him do it but might not from anyone else. (Actually Teorus seems to have an ability of getting the others to let him call them by different nicknames - Scorpio doesn't pull him up on calling him Scorpy but the one story where Ichthys does it he bit his head off!)

GEMINI: Lost Between Two Stars

And now we're onto the first of the three in this set where MC isn't dating the God in question yet.

This is a nice sweet trip for MC and Dui with quite a bit of insight into how Dui feels.

I'd be interested to know whether anyone read this one before they read Dui's main story, because the 'dream' sequence in this probably hits slightly differently depending on how much of his backstory you are aware of in advance.

AQUARIUS: Intoxicated by the Deep Blue Night

Ow, my heart. *hugs Huedhaut tightly*

The start of this is an interesting talk between him and MC, and of course Hue knows the human myths for his constellation well because, well, he's Hue... but then suddenly everything is focussed on the past and you can really feel the heaviness in Hue's heart, especially as this is set pre main path.

Sometimes it feels really hard to not want to go and find Hue and just shout tell her! at him. 😅

This does have one of my favourite light-hearted moments though, and that's this:

Pfft oh Hue. 🥰 Guess I was right in my post where I basically said it felt like sometimes you should ask Hue and Karno to step away from the others to trick them into having a break.

PISCES: The Tangled Red Thread of Fate

Oh I utterly adore this chaos. Yes it's another Ichthys story before he's with MC but this one really does feel like it could have been the start of something.

Although, Ichthys? You really do get a rush out of infuriating Scorpio don't you? There was no reason to use that specific thing to act out the myth!

I adore Hue's reaction to the situation in this too. (Although his comment about fate specifically? My heart's breaking again...)

Attempted ranking thingy:

Aquarius

Pisces

Gemini

Scorpio

Taurus

Leo

Odd, the three that are pre-relationship on the top? But I think even though these are really close together in enjoyment level (apart from maybe Leon's) for me, that those three are the highlight of this set. Scorpio's also adds some interesting lore which is probably why I've put him just above Teo's even though here Teo is charming and sweet and even Ichthys' prank can't really dampen his mood because it showed him how well MC knows him.

Those top three though: Dui's is almost like a missing piece of a jigsaw puzzle that rounds off the start of his path nicely. An actual attempt to suggest to MC that there is a problem and what she would think if she knew... Ichthys' is the least consequential of the three but there's just something here that really sparks for me (I do wonder whether that is partly due to Hue's reaction - it's almost like he's realised something has started between the two of them and is happy to step back and watch. Like you get in some of the other main paths - he never interferes but is always making sure in his own way that MC is happy and not in danger)... which leads us nicely onto Huedhaut's own story - it just encompasses everything Hue is as a character in one short burst: from his vast knowledge (even of stuff like human myths) to his winemaking abilities, to his sarcasm (but ability to stop when he realises he's taking it too far), all the way to his complete and utter inner turmoil at having to see MC every day knowing something that he doesn't dare bring up but still cannot stop himself from vaguely murmuring stuff related to his secret.

[rainbowr0ses]

Okay part 2 of the protocol journey, idk why I’ve decided to do this, but I’m continuing until I reach the end or run out of motivation. 

This is what I do instead of sleeping (silly… for the most part) if any of this sounds like- off-? Or more unhinged than I usually am? Blame it on my time zone 

(This is after-watching Roses, this episode does talk about serious topics, so I recommend checking the content warnings before listening!)

oh hi Jonny! You’re starting the episode this time? 

Oh hi Alex! Jonny usually does this part, doesn’t he?

Spooky intro! 

Oh that’s a spooky title, knowing the tma/tmp series that is

The SFX my beloved <3 

Dracula-? Hi-?

This categorizing system is so silly to me-

Hahahah she got it wrong!

I love the sounds- it’s so different from the tape recorders

This is gwen right? Cause Alice’s voice is deeper.

I was right! The voices so far are easy to differentiate 

Or maybe I’m just better at it

Damn Gwen 

Alice is so real for that. I say that on a daily basis-

Oh- new scene! 

Oh that’s funky

Zoom-?

THERAPY?????

I- that voice- I recognize this voice

Oh I know that tone from therapists. Mmmm

Whoever you are kinda mystery lady, you are right

Okay, that’s a good way to speak

Patience!!

Fair-

I should not have laughed at the “deep trauma that your itching to unpack”as much as I did-

We love our artists. All forms of artists, but in this case we’re talking about a visual artist

Wtf

I’m sorry- is #makeupfree An actual hashtag-? (I don’t use a majority of social media, because you know (:  )

Ah

Good for you? Feeling more comfy in your own skin?

That’s not a good silence, I know that silence. That’s the thinking silence that means your brain is producing thoughts that aren’t good. Those thoughts are treated respectfully, and those that have them are welcomed in the household, but not the thoughts themself. (Guys I promise I’ve studied psychology-) I paused the episode for this

Continuing!

Daria! Such a pretty name

Ah, makeover is a good term

Oh? Tattoo time?

A generic witchy-alchemist character-? I wanna know who cause that’s so silly. Oh wait it’s generic, would it even be a specific character?

Ah so this is the ink5oul thing

I swear I saw ink5oul x bonzo somewhere. Or maybe it was needle?

Oh?

Pfft-

I can see this tbh (I’ve never watched ink5oul-)

Oh-? I love tattoos like that 

Does ink5oul actually exist-? 

Icky

I love when people are so spooky and use they/them pronouns

Omg

Diversity wins! The tattoo artist who is also an influencer that is causing you excruciating pain is referred to with they/them pronouns!

I unpaused the episode at wasp stings- flash backs to the Jane prentiss statement (🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱🪱)

Heartbeat noise!

Oh passing out from pain is such a trope

Not the mediocre dubstep-

Oh that’s so aesthetic!!

Tbh I wouldn’t complain if that was my tattoo

yeah go get your eeps Daria!

I have no idea how you spell Daria’s name-

Oh yay!! She’s having a good time! I can’t wait for it to be ruined

Oh here It goes

Ah-

Mmh

I see where this is going

I- oh dear- 

WHAT DO YOU MEAN-??

THE FUCK??

oh goodness not “perfect”

I- 

Mh

I’m speechless

I’m-

Oh fucking dear

I. The wording of this is- AAAAAAAAAAAA

This is going to go so so so so so so wrong

YEAH, SHE BETTER SCREAM WHAT THE FUCK

Oh? Valid? 

You see, this is what a therapist should do. 

Valid point, valid point, from the lady who tried to remake herself into something perfect by carving it out on a painting. 

That’s a normal painter people thing probably-

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT LAST LINE-

oh clicking buttons

Alice. Okay Alice and Tim share the same vocal slot in my brain now

That’s so fair actually Alice-

“Paid to not care” I can make so many Political jokes rn-

Camera time!

Echo-y

Alice and Gwen interaction!!

I-??? 

What kind of question?

Oh government stuff

Fucking Alice- I love you so much 

Gwen is my favorite 

I think I like Bouchard characters-

Elias, and not Gwen-

I love one sided conversations, but only when I can understand what’s being said though, but I can get the gist from Alice

Oh she went silent-

Click click click

I love band names-

THE MAGNUS INSTITUTE??

???????

MY INSTITUTE??

I mean. 👀

The computer must be so disappointed

The aggressive beat after its so- quiet? Always jumpscared me (I’ve heard it twice)

Woooo credits!! We love crediting people!! 

[harringrovesuperior]

Small bit of a fanfic I’m writing(with a friend) “friends to what..?” Harringrove

Billy’s pov: “today was just a normal day again, me probably getting yelled at by Neil (if that’s how u spell it) having to drive my step sister, max to school. “ I rolled my eyes and got up, and got dressed. Jeans, with a red shirt, unbuckled at the top to show some skin. I brushed my teeth and did my hair, and walked downstairs. Neil wasn’t up yet, he wasn’t even home. Didn’t care about anything and just left. I ate breakfast and waiting for max, since I had to drive her to school, it wasn’t that bad. “MAX LETS GO, TIME TO LEAVE.” I yelled, as I was washing the plate and getting the keys to my car. The car ride was quiet, neither of us wanted to talk about anything

I dropped max off at school, and went to the high school, had 2 classes left. I got into the class, almost late but made it in time, a few minutes later, I saw steve, steve Harrington. He was apparently late? I smirked, I liked his outfit, for once.

He'd always wear the same outfit, with a different shirt, but today he wore something new, something cute and different?

I'm sitting in class, and the teacher kept talking about the cells and random science stuff? It wasn't really that important. I had my feel up on the desk, and the teacher kept telling me to take my feet off the desk. "Mr Hargrove. Feet off the desk, I'm not asking again" he said.

"Whatever cunt." I rolled my eyes and put my feet off the desk. I wasn't really paying attention in class anyways but it didn't matter, we had 20 minutes before it ended.

Fast forward: detention

I’m sitting in detention, just for calling one teacher a cunt. I rolled my eyes and had my feet up on the desk, and then I heard the teacher. “Harrington, sit.” Harrington was in detention? Steve turns around and once his eyes met mine, he had a huge smile plastered onto his beautiful face. I didn’t wanna say anything but I did. “Why’s pretty boy in detention?” “Threw paper.” “Well that is a shitty reason” “Tell me about it” he rolled his eyes before returning his gaze on me. “You?” “Called a teacher a cunt” He let out a loud chuckle.

“BOYS QUIET” the dull teacher shouted I simply ignored him and kept talking to Harrington. “Well , you going to that party?” “Jason’s?” “Well who the fuck else?” He rolled his pretty dark brown eyes before going to say something but stopped. “Words got caught?” “What?” He said confused “You heard me pretty boy” “Pfft no they didn’t I was just thinking” “Hm.” “Your sister-“ “Stepsister.” “Right, yeah stepsister, she’s been hanging out with Lucas and that lot..” “Oh has she now?”

“Don’t worry bout it , they’re all losers anyways.” I clenched my fists together tightly as I felt anger build up.I kept calm somehow and realised I needed to have a word with that little ginger shit. “Yeah so she’s been getting really close with that Lucas kid lately , pretty sure they’re together if I’m gonna be honest.” At this point I was incredibly annoyed somehow I managed to keep calm and carried on to another conversation so that pretty boy and I wouldn’t get into an argument.

Fast forward an hour

I slam the front door closed as I angrily made my way to Max’s room. I kicked the door open, causing it to fly open earning a loud shout from max “BILLY WHAT THE FUCK?!” “So. I’ve heard you’ve been hanging out with those dicks again.”I said annoyed. “Yeah and your problem is?” “You shouldn’t be hanging out with those dipshits they’re losers.” “I can hang out with whoever the fuck I want.” “Well you’re not allowed to hang out with them anymore you go it?!” She simply replied by giving me the middle finger before I leafy her room incredibly pissed.

I walked downstairs to see if Niel was home yet, to my surprise he's on a chair in the living room, sleeping, a bottle on the floor. "He was out drinking again.." I thought to myself I tried to grab the bottle to throw it away, before I could grab it I felt his arm grab mine. "Listen here boy, you are taking max to get ice cream tomorrow and if I find out that you didn't, you won't have your car, and a broken nose." "Do I make myself clear?" "Yes sir." I nodded and grabbed the bottle quickly, throwing it in the trash being walking quickly to my room. I opened my door quickly, shutting it slowly trying not to make a sound. I looked at myself in the mirror, before I'd think I'd always look good, for the girls(😭) but now, I hate it, I hate how I look, but my mom, always liked it. I changed into just sweatpants and laid down on my bed, all I could think about is stupid Harrington. The prettiest boy in the entire school, yet he wasn't even king anymore, but people still liked him, well most people did. Except for me, Tommy, carol and some random ass people in the school that aren't that important. Nobody really knew that me and Harrington were friends ti began with, so I made it seem like we hated each other, and was rivals. I sighed and drifted off to sleep, after an hour of thinking.

Steve’s pov:

The alarm ring the same way it did as usual.I groaned as the ringing pounded my ear , I slowly turn to turn off my alarm before laying back sprawled out on my bed staring at the ceiling. My eyes felt heavy after a good minute or two , so i thought I might catch five more minutes in bed.

I woke up again, this time with a rather rude one,this time it was no alarm clock, but a very loud scream down my ear. I jolted awake whilst letting out a loud scream before finally realising who it was. “what the hell mom?!” “Steve Harrington! You’re late to school again!” “So? It’s only school .. it’s shitty anyways..” I trailed off before my mother left my room looking very annoyed , not even a second later I heard her scream upstairs “YOU BETTER BE READY IN TWO MINUTES STEVE OR YOURE NOT GETTING YOUR CAR FOR TWO WEEKS!” Fuck. I thought. If I lose my car then how the hell am I supposed to go around and hang around with my mates? I couldn’t even finish my thoughts before I realised I still hadn’t gotten ready.

SHIT. I quickly grab my jeans , and a blue top before I made a quick stop at my mirror to fix my hair, dashing out the door only a moment later.

I walked through the empty halls making my way to chemistry.I always hated the subject. The only reason I like it better now was because I was next to my best friend Billy.I had known him for years, he’d been my best friend since 3rd grade, he was always by my side no matter what.

I quietly snuck into the class room before only getting halfway before I was caught by Mr Clarke. “Mr.Harrington you’re late, again..” “Sorry mr Clarke I was helping a grandma cross the street” I could hear Billy’s chuckling behind me, that sound always used to calm me down , his voice…his eyes…his laugh .. he was just perfect. “Mr Harrington!” I quickly snapped out of my trance and focused back on the teacher, “yes sir?”. “What are you doing standing? Go sit down!” I nodded before making my way to my desk. “You want a puff?”Billy said holding a cigarette, “nah I’m good” “Alright…” the class went by pretty slowly and by the end Billy and I had already lost all of our attention and started throwing paper aeroplanes across the room.

I threw one around the room whilst mr Clarke wasn’t looking and by some bad luck, it had hit the back of his head.He slowly turned around and only said very calmly, “who threw that?” He paused for a brief moment, “WHO THREW THAT?!” He screamed leaving everyone to point at me.

“OH FUCK YOU” I looked up and met the fiery gaze of our teacher before. He then regained his calmness and simply told me “you have a detention” I plainly replied with an okay before heading on out.

Later after school I reluctantly made my way to detention, and to my surprise the only person I found there was none other than Billy. The boy that was my best friend. The boy that is so perfect that it hurts sometimes because I know he doesn’t like me back. But we had to be rivals, nobody knew we were friends, let alone best friends.

He turns around and once his eyes met mine, he had a huge smile plastered onto his beautiful face “hey pretty boy” “Hey.., the fuck are you doing here?” “I called a teacher a cunt” Classic.. Billy the bad boy.

The bad boy that had all the girls falling for him left and right, he’s got the reputation for dating everyone and being able to get who he wants whenever he wants.

If only he knew how much I liked him, then maybe he would actually want me for me , and not as just a new boyfriend every week.

“Helloooo?????”

I snapped back to reality to realise Billy was right in front of me , “you okay? Did you not hear me? I said I liked your shirt” “Oh - t-thanks” I smiled awkwardly as a light blush creeped up my neck. Billy only responded with a smile, he then looked at me straight in the eyes and oh, how I could melt into those eyes any day , his gaze made my knees go weak and before I knew it within every second we were getting closer and closer until suddenly he kissed me.

I couldn’t even think straight, all I could process was the feeling of his soft lips against mine.. before I felt him pull away. I slowly opened my eyes to his staring in mine , we stayed like that for a bit vendors the teacher walked in and let us go home. That car ride home I thought of the things that just happened. Not believing anything.

I got out of the car, still shocked, I unlocked the front door and walked towards my room upstairs. I didn't really wanna talk to anymore but Robin, cus she gets it. I closed the door, and quickly called Robin. On the phone: "Yes dingus?" "Robin. We need to talk, like please." "What's wrong dingus? Ofc we can talk?" "It's.. something happened at school today." "What happened? Did someone do something to you?" "Yes.. we'll it was in detention" "You got detention?!?!?!" "Yes but that's not important rn." "Yes it is, tell me about that tomorrow at work, but what happened in detention?" "Billy.." "What did he do? Did you guys get into a fake fight again?" (She knows about it being fake) "No no.. he uhm.." "What did he do dingus?" "He kissed me Robin!" "He what???" "Yeah.. he did" "Omg!!! Why don't you sound happy about it?" "It felt different.. I'm not sure how I feel about it, he never did that before Robin!" "Maybe he likes you? Maybe he just wanted to taste~" she said with a laugh afterwards "Robinnn!" "Sorry sorry, but maybe he does?" "I dont know robin.. he flirts with everyone at the school(that are girls) " "Yes but he calls you pretty boy, and I see the way he looks at you(when he goes to scoops)" "Maybe.. i dont know robin, I don't wanna overthink anything" They talk for about an hour about it "Ok ok, we can talk later dingus, it's getting late, cya at scoops!" We both say bye, and we hung up, I change into pjs and get into the bed, but I can't sleep.. "Why did he do that?" "Does he not want to be friends anymore?" "Does he like me?" "Does he like someone??" Those words kept going in my head, maybe he did like someone.. after an hour of thinking again, I tried to drift back to sleep.

Steve’s pov : 

I woke up feeling incredibly tired, my whole body was aching and not to mention, I also had work today. I looked over to my alarm clock to see that it was already 11:50. Shit. I’m going to be late again- last time I was late I got in a lot of shit with the boss, so this time I quickly threw my stupid uniform on and headed to scoops. 

I sped through the traffic and managed to get there….late. “Steve Harrington!” I could hear robin shout at me as I was approaching scoops.

“Yes robin?” 

“You’re late.”

“And?”

“Steve you fucker, you shows up late and made me deal with a group of bratty ass kids!” 

“Not my fault” I said before I stepped behind the counter.

“Well then you can deal with the next 50 alone.”

“Fine.” I said rather annoyed, although I get why she’d leave me up to it though, I’m just glad she forgot about Billy. Or so I thought…

“Harrington.” 

“Buckley.”

“Are you going to tell me about Hargrove or not” 

“Damn. Thought you’d forget..”

“No-? Now what the fuck happened to make you idiots kiss?” She said half chuckling whilst remaining half serious. I took a moment to really think about it. I really didn’t know why he did kiss me.. it - it just- I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard robin’s finger snapping in front of my face.

“Hello-? OI! Dingus??”

“What what?? I’m here Jesus Christ..”

“Go on. Tell me”

“Robin, to be honest I don’t really know.. I couldn’t even imagine what was going through his head..”

“Well what was going through yours?” 

She said in a calm voice.

“I… i ..don’t..know..” I said thinking,

“Oh Steve, are you falling for him?” She said as she started to laugh, when I didn’t reply, her laughter immediately stopped. “Hahah-you definitely like him Steve ….oh my god.. Steve.”“Well- I don’t know! I - I - don’t know yet!”

“Holy shit… Steve Harrington likes fucking Billy Hargrove…”

“Yeah. Fine . I do. I fucking do. I fucking like Billy Hargrove!” I said rather loudly. I thought that no one really paid attention, that is until I heard someone clearing their throat.

“Ah-em”i slowly turned around to see Billy Right behind me,I wasn’t sure whether he had or hadn’t heard me so I just froze. 

“Holy shit..well erm, I’ve got to do some stuff in the back talk to you later yeah?” Robin said as she sped off into the back room. I stood there in disbelief. Damn you Buckley.

“What happened pretty boy? Someone lost their voice?”Billy said smirking. “I-I-I-“ I couldn’t get out a word.I felt like I couldn’t breathe, I started getting dizzy, but somehow after a while I manage to snap out of it and finally say something.

“Pfft- no. I was just thinking. Now what do you want?”

“Neopolitan.”

“Oh. Hey there ginge”

“Just get me my ice cream.” Max said as she rolled her eyes at me causing Billy to chuckle. 

“And you?”

“Mint.”

I finished scooping max’s ice cream before giving her it and started scooping Billy’s. 

“I want to talk.”I say catching him off guard,

“About what.” He said whilst I was continuing to scoop his ice cream

“Yesterday.”

“Look. We can talk about that another time. I’m with my sister and I don’t want her to know. Okay?”

I only responded by giving him the ice cream.

“That’ll be $5.39 cents.”

He only gave me a death stare before handing the money and storming off

“Thanks for choosing scoops ahoy enjoy your ice cream.” I said as I watched him leave, fuck, what did I get myself into…?

[wormholxtreme]

It was laughable that this insect believed she could hold a candle to the powers of Lady Death. Did she not understand Kaylee was not the same helpless little girl anyone. The powers that coursed through her veins were beyond even the magics of the stones. She wasn't just a piece of a long abandoned goddess, she was the living embodiment of the very meaning of Pestilence. She was the reckoning, and this world, this universe would soon know what the very meaning of Death meant.

Pestilence sneered at the woman before her. Her eyes turning pitch black as the bloody ooze dripped down the top of her hair, bleeding into her blonde locks, staining it red. "You think your parlor tricks can work on me?" she shouted above the thunder and lightning crashing around them. "You're nothing, you're worthless, like you always have been Sophie Isabella Beck. You're a forgotten relic of my past, and not just mine." Pestilence giggled horrendously. "I mean even your own father abandoned you. And your brothers? Well let's face it Athan would cut you down like the pathetic insect you are and Ray is probably drinking himself into a hole. Couldn't care less about you. And your mother, pfft, you were just a consolation prize at the bottom of an off brand cereal box. The only person you ever meant anything to was me and even I've out grown you."

The energy swirled around them, the winds picking up as Sophie blasted her magic toward her. Pestilence's hands stretched out, her arms glowing a bright white hot light, not the magics of Titan or Death, but the real reason she was chosen all those years ago. She felt the surge through her body as the magic hit her and she absorbed the raw energy. Ooze poured from her eyes and lips, a smirk as she grunted with the pain that rippled through her. The spell was more powerful than she expected, the power still flowing through but she gritted her teeth. She'd take every ounce of energy and use it to bring this world to it's bloody knees.

But before the power of the spell ended she felt hot hands on her shoulders. The scream echoed through the air, filling Kaylee's ears.

"SOPHIE!"

A sudden flash of light and the world disappeared around them. A rushing sound like wind whooshed through the ...room? Was it a room? There was a darkness, the only light a little blonde girl's body as the tentacles of ooze tried to wrap around her. She didn't know why but a sudden feeling hit her. She knew that feeling anywhere. It was the same she rush the first time she saw Aunt Pepper's baby girl lying in her arms. A feeling that even in her young toddler body she knew meant something great.

The little girl screamed again, forcing the choking darkness out from her lungs. "SOPHIE!!" she could feel it, sense it, and then see the little green orb. Another girl appeared just out of reach, her red hair like flames in the green light.

"RUN!" she shrieked, wanting no one but especially not Sophie to be here in this space. She tried to struggle against the binds that tied her down. The marks along her skin were different in this realm. Not black with thick ooze but white light cracked through as the power in her soul fought against the darkness

“That's one thing we can agree on." Sophie's otherwise soft, ringing voice now carried the heavens like ominous thunder. “This world is not worth saving, but Kaylee is." With those words, her eyes ignited with a dazzling green light that gradually shot out from her entire body and momentarily pierced through the dark clouds towering above their heads. Like a light at the end of the tunnel, a promise of hope, it illuminated the streets beneath their feet.

With a swift sweep of her hand, Sophie parried Kaylee's strike and let out a low, snarling sound. The entity occupying Kaylee's body may have underestimated Sophie's abilities, but Sophie was determined to bring her best friend, her better half back, even if it cost her her own life.

“I'd rather burn in hell than let that bitch win." The power coursing through her veins may have been new to Sophie, but not alien. After all, it had been dormant in her body all her life, she had just resisted it. "This is my last warning. Kaylee, if you can hear me and I know you can - fight it! This isn't you! I don't want to hurt you and you know I never would, but I need you back." With the last syllables her voice dropped, almost pleading.

Words in an unknown language left Sophie's mouth as all the accumulated energy and light shot out of her body in powerful waves, surfacing through her cracked skin.

And as the powerful ancient incantation passed her lips one last time, Sophie put all her energy into pulling Kaylee down with her. All of the magic was basically tearing her own body apart, flickers of emerald light seeping through her skin, blood pouring from her face, and although the pain torturing her mortal shell was excruciating, Sophie had only one goal - to lock them both in a pocket reality where Kaylee's the soul will be able to separate the Pestilence parasitizing on its consciousness. That way, Sophie will be able to convince Kaylee to fight it and regain control over her own body and mind. Even though Sophie might not be able to go back because she didn't have much strength left, she was willing to spend eternity in purgatory rather than let Kaylee be consumed by Pestilence and be one of Lady Death's puppets.

She kept hearing Stephen's voice in her head telling her not to touch Kaylee under any circumstances, but Sophie knew she had to do it, she had to get as close to her as she could. Only then will she be able to get at least a glimmer of her Kaylee back and complete her spell.

Wrapping her fingertips tightly around Kaylee's shoulders, she screamed as pain shot through her body. Pestilence's curse was now coursing through Sophie's body like an infection as they fell from the heavens to the earth like two fallen angels.

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Lovely ( Fred Weasley x Reader )

Summary: Being a pureblood daughter means that you need to be proper and need to do what a proper lady and a pureblood girl should act. But well, you are different. As you are also very sarcastic. And that made one certain red-headed Weasley boy think that you are lovely.

Warning: none but fluff!

House: Ravenclaw

( not my gif and also, I can't find any Fred Weasley gif without George)

Being a pureblood daughter and the eldest means you need to act appropriately. Need to study, do what your parents have told you, and aim for what they want you to do. I mean, you are one of the well-respected pureblood families after all.

But in every pureblood family, there would always be one of them who quite a bit act differently, and well - that's you. You do what you are asked of course, but you are very wise and mischievous for a Ravenclaw girl of course.

It is now a Hogsmeade weekend, and so every student who can go is now walking shop to shop to look at each thing they want to buy. As you were walking with your friends, you saw Malfoy tormenting one Hufflepuff kid who seems to be not OK. That is about to cry.

You look at your friends and annoyingly groaned. " Seriously, can we just have a normal walk here? Why is he like this?" You then get your wand from your back.

You gave your friends a smirk. "Please don't do it. You know him Y/N, he will say something to his father." One of your friends Ashley said.

"No, I don't care. He needs to stop." You told her and get near towards where Malfoy and his two annoying servants as you call them.

As you get near them, you then cast a spell. " Accio wand!" You said and caught Malfoy's wand. He turned to where his wand has been stolen and he saw you. The eldest daughter of his father's co-worker. The eldest daughter of the Y/L/N family.

"What are you doing? Give me my wand back! Or I will -" you then cut him off.

"Tell your father? Pfft, I don't care Malfoy." You told him and now twirling his wand on your right hand.

But it seems like Draco Malfoy isn't done with his threat to you, as he is his father's son after all. He smirked as if like he has another thing that he has to say.

" You might not be scared of me or my father Y/L/N, but my father knows your father. " Draco says feeling proud of himself because he knows every pureblood kid needs to follow orders or simply follow what they are told inside their household.

But he did not know that you are different of course, and so you look at your friends and you burst out into fits of laughter. On the other side, one certain red-headed twin and the older twin watch you with love in his eyes.

The younger twin and their best friend notice it, of course.

"Your drooling Freddie." Geroge Weasley teases his twin brother, Fred quickly wipes his mouth but when he did he glared at his brother because he doesn't feel anything.

"Oh shove off George," Fred annoyingly told his brother and looked back at you waiting for your response. George then laughed at his brother's response.

"Well for your information, Draco I am not scared of my father or my mother. You may send a letter to your father about me and he will tell my own father but, dad would just laugh at your father." You told him and throw his wand at him and he then caught it.

You again turn around and gave a smile. A smile that made Fred Weasley felt like his heart is beating very fast.

"And again, if you would start to torment another student, I will again get your wand from you." You and your friends then walked away giggling with each other.

"Well, that made Malfoy shut up." He heard Hermione say along with Harry and Ron's laugh. Fred turned around, well yeah he was mesmerized by you and thought of you as a lovely person but he doesn't know your name.

"You know her?" Fred ask Hermione and she nodded.

"She's Y/N Y/L/N one of the smartest girl in Ravenclaw, a pureblood actually. She's in the same year as you guys. How do you not know the infamous sarcastic, wise and clever girl in Ravenclaw?" Hermione asked him. His eyes then went wide.

He heard your name of course, from Ginny. His sister told him about Y/N. His sister was saved by her. Ginny was almost tormented by Malfoy also. Ginny can protect herself, but the Ravenclaw girl helped her.

" She's the girl who every guy in our grade fancies? Bloody hell, she's lovely." Fred muttered but he didn't know that all of them heard him.

" Then ask her out." He heard George say he looked at him in shock.

" She's Y/N Y/L/N, she would not say yes and if would ask her, she would just sarcastically say something that would embarrass me." And that made his brothers and his friends laughed.

"Yeah, right. You're Fred Weasley. Just ask her out." Hermione told him. " Just don't do something stupid."

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And so he planned how to ask her out. Ask Neville what is the best flower to give her. His twin brother snorted along with Lee.

" I can't believe how you, Fred Weasley would like this to a girl. While also holding flowers. Good luck mate." Lee said with such encouragement. Also with a smile.

"Yeah mate, good luck." George also told him and he then gave them a smile.

"Thanks! Wish me luck!" And so, Fred went out and searching for you, but you were nowhere to be found. He curses because he should've asked Harry to borrow the map.

But then he bumped into someone. And when he looked at the person, he saw the most beautiful girl no - the most lovely girl that he had ever seen. With your beautiful Y/E/C that made his heartbeat.

"I'm so - sorry." Fred stutters while holding the flowers which are now a bit torn now. He then heard her giggle.

"It's fine Weasley, so um, why are you holding those pretty flowers? Or who are you giving it to?" Y/N asks him with a grin on her face. Fred cleared his throat and straighten how the way he stands.

He then gave his famous Fred Weasley grin. He can't show that he is nervous in front of a girl. Especially to the girl who wants to ask out.

" Actually, it's for you," Fred said and that surprises you. I mean, he is the first guy who actually asked you out that without stuttering. Because some guys will just, stutter because you tend to be sarcastic.

When he gave you the flowers, you smelled them and smiled at him. But you raised one eyebrow because it might be a prank.

" This is not a prank, right Weasly?" She asks him while raising one eyebrow. Fred is now feeling confident, and so he smirked.

" It's not a prank, Y/L/N. And I want to ask you out on a date." Fred said but she didn't hear the last part since he just muttered it.

"What did you say? In the last part, what DID you say?" You ask him again emphasizing the did because you know he said something but you didn't hear him say it.

Fred gave a heavy sigh. It is now or never. " I wanna ask you out on a date, on the next Hogsmeade weekend. If you're OK with it?"Fred again asks you but now you can hear it clearly. You gave him a smile and smell the flowers.

You kissed his cheeks and giggled. "Yeah, it's a date. Don't be late Weasley. Three Broomstick. 3 'oo clock sharp." You told him and walked away.

Fred then jumped out and down shouting like a guy who got a toy from his mother. "YES!" Fred shouted and when Y/N heard that she giggled.

" Yeah, you're really not subtle about it aren't you, mate?" George asks him and patted his shoulder.

" Yeah, he's not." Lee agreed and they watched Fred looking at you with such a lovely manner.

[absolutepokemontrash]

What if

MC is actually Diavolo's adoptive sibling? As in.... Demon King Dad saw MC as a kid and just adopted them because they were lost and couldn't find their parents?

MC has Satan's personality, ie they're fine until someone ticks them off....

Yay! Dia gets the friend he needs! :D

So, let’s say the demon king woke up for like, 20 minutes, saw this random human child, and just went, “Oh Diavolo, you always wanted a sibling.” *hands him MC* “Here. I’m going back to sleep.”

Diavolo

…I’m sorry but HUUUUUH??! How’d this even happen?! One second Diavolo is doing really boring paperwork and then the next he has this tiny human in his lap and he’s browsing parenting forums- BARBATOS THE HUMAN COUGHED CALL LUCIFER-

Well uh… he’s a big brother :D yaaaaaaaay! Barbatos, please cancel his two o’clock, he and MC are going to play catch in the yard. Wait… what do you mean he can’t cancel his two o’clock? Aw… well, after dinner they’ll play catch.

Like many older siblings, Diavolo ends up fulfilling part of a parental role as well…

He loves this little human, and the first time he got a good look at their rather… Vesuvian temper, was when they were both playing a game of DevilKart. The poor little thing had fallen off rainbow road one too many times.

Everything was quiet, then complete chaos.

MC was throwing things, screaming, cursing like a sailor, it was mental. Thankfully, after recovering from his shock, Dia was able to just pick MC up and hold them in the air like Simba until they calmed down.

“We can’t solve our problems like this, MC. Would you like to play on a different track?”

When MC gets older (*sniffle* they grow up so fast…) they obviously enrol at RAD! Diavolo’s always happy to see what new spells they’ve learned, even if they haven’t quite mastered everything yet.

Lucifer

…huh? The demon king did what exactly?

After getting over his initial shock, Lucifer devolves into his usual state but still slightly more stressed. He can’t let Lord Diavolo see him in a state of crazed panic!

Lucifer just kind of observes at first, trying to see what this little human’s deal is. But before he could say no, Diavolo dumped babysitting duty on him one day.

So, stuck with this small child on a random Wednesday in the middle of the afternoon. What is a Pride demon to do?

Teach the technically-princet of the Devildom some history of course!

“And then the princess decapitated all of her political enemies in court after luring them into a trap during the legal proceedings.” “Yay! Tell more!”

As the child grew older, Lucifer began to notice something… concerning. This child was an awful lot like that little brother of his… the one that had a penchant for pranks and sneaking cats into the house.

This all came to a head when Lucifer had to duck behind his desk because the kid was throwing the mother of all tantrums over only being allowed two Oreos after dinner. Oh geez… just like Satan… except much less biting.

Mammon

Oi! What’s with the little ankle biter sittin’ oh Lord Diavolo’s knee? New little sibling? Pfft, that’s lame. Don’t go askin’ the great Mammon to babysit because he ain’t doin’ it!

The Great Mammon was then told to babysit.

MC grew attached very quickly, for reasons completely unknown and totally unrelated to the ice cream that was totally not eaten before dinner.

When MC was smaller, they used to cling to Mammon’s leg like a koala and he’d just have to live with it. He’d walk around with MC attached like an ankle weight.

A few years down the line when MC’s not a little kid anymore, Mammon is the leader of the “break MC out of the castle to go do fun shit” squad.

“Hey! Kid! Jump! I’ll catch ya!” “Mam, I thought you were good at math! That force equals mass times acceleration stuff means that if I fall from this height and land on you, I’m breaking my legs!” “…Beel you catch them.”

Leviathan

No. Nuh uh. Exiting the server lobby. Levi is absconding. Babies and little kids are so annoying…

Yeah, safe to say Levi wasn’t too happy whenever MC came over for any reason. Why? Simple. They liked the way his room looked, and wanted to touch his precious figurines!

“I wanna play!” “N-no! That’s a rare Ruri-chan figurine! See here, there’s a production defect where they accidentally gave her hot pink nail polish instead of the normal salmon pink nail polish-” “LEMME PLAY!”

That led to one of the worst tantrums since Satan was a baby… Levi almost summoned Lotan to protect his precious manga and figurines- NO NOT HIS GAMING SETUP!

Everything turned out fine… surprisingly Mammon saved the day by wandering into the room and calming MC down- wait. Why was Mammon going into Levi’s room in the first place?

Not for a scummy reason? Sure. And Levi’s an extrovert.

Levi gets on much better with MC after they get older and have a better hold on their emotions. He does his duty and introduces them to anime and gaming, Rainbow Road continues to be a causer of gamer rage.

Satan

*Spider man pointing meme*

In all seriousness, Satan is more interested in how and why the demon king woke up from his nap and decided to adopt this seemingly normal human child.

Satan couldn’t sense any super strong magic… yet anyway.

He was going to figure things out. By totally legitimate and non-dangerous means. He just needs to find a way to babysit without Barbatos or (*gag*) Lucifer skulking around…

It actually takes a good few years, and Satan has bore witness to MC’s fiery temper… perhaps this could be his key to finding out if they actually have any magic.

After finally getting them decently alone at RAD, Satan had literally orchestrated the entire room into something designed to piss someone off. He poured pop all over the floors to make them sticky, he turned up the thermostat so the room was close to boiling, all of the chairs and tables were ever so slightly uneven so everything wobbled.

I just gave everyone who suffers from sensory overload a heart attack didn’t I?

Basically, Satan lets them stew for a bit, then starts a fight. A fight with a child. A child who is the adopted child of the demon king. This was a great idea.

So. After getting an (annoyingly sticky) boot to the face, Satan got his answer. Yes. MC could do magic, and no, this was not worth it.

Satan and MC are on quite rocky terms.

Asmodeus

Oh look a baby.

…

What the fuck-

See everyone, since Asmo is just the most perfect, amazing, beautiful, astounding, did he mention beautiful-

What Asmo’s getting at is, he’d love to babysit little MC sometime! Just babysitting though, if MC throws up on anything, Asmo will pitch a fit.

When Asmo holds MC for the first time, he nearly starts bawling. It’s just *sniffle* been so long since he’s held a baaaaaaaby… he holds MC out to Satan and starts blubbering about how small and cute Satan was when he was MC’s age.

Anyway~ Asmo is a proud member of the “bust MC out of the castle to go have fun” club. He just can’t stand the idea of MC being locked up all alone and sad in the castle…

Asmo is in near constant competition with Mammon for the spot of MC’s favourite. And Asmo’s actually doing really well in this competition. He helps MC make friends, he helps them look their best, he’s their constant hype man…

Everyone say thank you to Asmo for being great :3

Beelzebub

:0 a small human! They’re so little!

After being entranced by the human’s smallness, Beel is more concerned with his twin…

But um… anyway. Beel does his best to not scare MC, he knows he can be kind of intimidating without meaning to be.

Sometimes when MC needed help reaching things, he’d lift them up onto the counter so they could get their things :) the problem is Beel sometimes gets distracted by food and forgets to help MC back down.

“Hello MC, what are you doing up there?” “You left me here!” “Oh… whoops.”

Beel has a similar approach to Diavolo when MC goes on a rampage, he picks them up and holds them in the air.

Beel is another proud member of the “bust MC out of the castle to do fun shit” squad. He’s the person MC hides behind whenever Lucifer is spotted in the distance.

Belphegor

…ew.

Not only is that thing a human, it’s a child. Children are gross. And wriggly. And noisy. And- annoying Diavolo is going to be their primary caretaker.

Ugh… time to plot some revenge for Lilith.

Knowing that Belphie is a homicidal little shit, Lucifer takes extra care to make sure MC is never in a situation where someone can’t rescue them from the cow man.

After years of plotting murder… Belphie realizes he does not in fact want to kill a child. Or the adult that MC eventually becomes.

They’re just kinda cute? And it’s very funny when Lucifer has to deal with their tantrums.

“Hey. Hey MC.” “What?” “Wanna join the Anti Lucifer League?” “No! Lucifer’s nice-” “We have a pillow fort.” “I’m sold.”

It does take a while to convince everyone that Belphie doesn’t mean MC any harm, but once that trust is earned, it’s not uncommon for MC and Belphie to be found napping together.

[ami-s-place]

Replaced!mc au

Part 3

@d1ana129 @gallantys

Her godly voice echoed

“Why did you bring me here?” You asked

“I’ve seen how my brothers have been treating you and I’m truly embarrassed”

“O-oh”

“I’d like to teach my brothers a lesson but I am unable to contact them”

You didn’t know where this was going but you asked her to continue

“I’d like to possess you, if you don’t want that then I’m perfectly fine with it”

You being startled and confused you didn’t know what to pick

But your gut feeling was simmering up and you decided to let her

“Okay, you can possess me”

You hesitated but you let her

“Okay my dear child”

( your not Liliths child you know how gods say child when they’re speaking to like a human)

“It won’t hurt you will only get a out of body experience”

“O-okay you can do it now, but please don’t hurt the brothers”

Your butterflys now violently swirling in your stomach

You saw your body spring up from life

Lilith looking at her hands finally having the feeling of being alive again

You felt transparent like a ghost

You saw through your hands

‘Oh my diavolo’

“Oh thank god you’re here simeon!”

“Yes, hello r/n, may I ask why you are here?”

“Mc has been asleep for a day and a half and she hasn’t woken up”

“Oh my, do they always do this or is it a one time thing?”

“No they don’t why would I be here if they didn’t?”

“Sorry, sorry let’s go see them now”

You watched as Lilith made her way to the lounge where most of the brothers were

“Hello, brothers”

Usually no one would care but they heard Liliths voice

“W-what?”

“I said hello, are you my dear brothers deaf?”

“But-”

The brother were confused and got up immediately

“Now shush brothers”

“You shall hear what I have to say”

“What is this nonsense mc”

Lucifer said thinking it was a spell

“What did I say lucifer?”

“Now shush”

“How dare you treat my descendent like that”

“What? Descendent? But r/n has nothing to do with you?”

“Mc is my descendent how dare you even forget them! This is what I’m talking about!”

“Shall you brothers get striked down”

MC was watching from afar up they saw their ghost hands and thought of what trouble they were causing she tried to tell Lilith to stop but her calls were not heard

“ MC what atom nonsense is this stop pretending to be…. Lilith”

“I, Brother I’m not one to deceive.”

“I just want to talk about your behaviour with Mc”

“Pfft who cares, they’re just a annoying bitch”

“Satan you shall feel the wrath of the pain I feel for mc”

“Why do you care, Lilith?”

“They are my descendent, and I treat them like family”

“And you 7 are the worst, the way you treat mc shouldn’t be tolerated but they still didn’t want you to be hurt”

“I shall keep my word but I shall punish you in a different way”

“I, will remove mc and r/n from the devildom erasing their memory unless they say otherwise”

“W-what? You can’t do that!”

“But… I can”

Lilith left your body and you felt the feeling of coming back to your body but you were teleported to r/n

“Ga’ah!” You tripped while being teleported

“MC! Oh thank god you’re awake!”

“H-hey”

“What’s wrong? And how did you teleport here?”

“Uh I have something to tell you let’s go to my room”

Simeon was standing there 🧍🏾happy that you were safe

“I’ll be on my way”

“Bye Simeon” R/n shouted

You and r/n went back to the house of lamentation

And snuck into r/n’s room hoping that no one was there and thank the gods no one was

“Okay promise not to freak out or think I’m crazy when I tell you this okay?”

“Sure I promise”

“So basically Lilith possessed my body and told the brothers that she’d be taking us back to the human world and wiping our memories only if we wanted so”

“Oh”

She was speechless

“Uh I don’t know if I want to leave”

“It’s okay you don’t have to”

“Oh okay it’s just I’ll feel horrible if you go”

“It’s okay I’ll ask Lilith to not wipe my memory I think it would be best if I could remember and if the brothers come to the human world I wouldn’t be so frightened”

“Ah okay, can we still talk I think I have my phone”

“It’s fine I’ll try take my ddd with me”

“O-oh okay well I guess this is our goodbye”

“Yes it is tell Solomon that he is very hot”

“W-what?”

“I don’t know he’s just kinda..”

“I’m not telling him that”

You both laugh feeling like your ready you go to Lilith in your dreams

‘Hello, Mc I have heard you have made up your mind’

‘Yes I have I want to go to the human world, but r/n didn’t want too’

‘That’s okay, I shall send you back now’

‘Okay I’m ready’

As she was sending you back you forgot one important to tell her that you wanted your memor-

You woke up feeling more refreshed than ever

‘Why do I feel like I forgot something’

‘Oh my god I had the weirdest dream ever’

“Where’s Mc?”

“Are we not gonna talk about Lilith possessing Mc?”

“Morning, guys what are you talking about?”

“Mc? Where are they? Have you seen them r/n?”

“No I don’t remember seeing them”

“Oh diavolo, what are we gonna tell diavolo”

“Uh well guys I’m gonna go eat okay?”

“I think we should just go ask diavolo”

“I agree with Satan”

“Of course your gonna agree with Satan”

“Maybe your just jealous that no one like you”

“Oh shut your gap you weird otaku shut in you smell like fucking shit you weeb”

“Cut it out”

All the boys stop arguing

“We’re getting no where so all of you shut”

“Yes, lucifer”

They say in union

They all decide it would be best if they tell diavolo all the brothers were in suspense for his reaction

“Hahahah”

Diavolo bursted out laughing

“What? What is this lord diavolo?”

“ I know that they left it’s fine with me, but you shall not try and go visit them”

“Please lord diavolo we must say sorry”

“Mm sorry I can not allow that as much as you want to”

“Morning, mum”

“Good morning, how was your sleep?”

“It was quite interesting, I had a very strange dream but I can’t remember it”

“It happens you don’t really remember every dream you have, now have a good day, bye”

“Bye mum”

[monstrous-munch]

Ok so here’s how I would have made the movie:

Ok so we start off with an opening credits montage of the characters going about there lives.

We see two kids (young belle and human beast) playing and running about, the servants of the castle smiling at the children playing, beast’s parents reprimanding him for playing with belle (implied cos she’s a servant’s kid and he needs to act like a proper noble 🙄), beast being a bit older at their funeral - when belle goes to put a hand on his shoulder in comfort, he jerks away and then storms off. We see him, older again, being vain and uncaring. We see belle being kind, helpful etc. to others as she works, her father who’s tinkering with inventions to make everyone’s jobs easier. As the credits finish up as we once again see the human beast, his back’s toward us as we close in,,,, only to have the camera yanked over to a zany looking, old lady who like ‘wo wo wo over here people.’ And starts chatting.

The human beast does something eyeroll worthy in the background, and the old lady just looks over at the camera again with that really unimpressed look. Then, we see her face light up, cos she’s just had a great idea. After rubbing her hands together we see her poof out of the shot as a knocking happens at the door to the castle. Next shot is the door being opened, we get a high angle shot down on the old lady from earlier, looking sad and weary, holding a rose with the human beast’s shadow cast over her (in like a we know what’s happening here way).

Hard cut to black as music that has been playing ends. A moment passes and then some magic sparkles start to appear on screen with a twinkly sound. That sound starts to become the first song as the first scene fades in, the village, which is covered in sparkles that fade away as the song pick up more.

Belle is introduced similarly to the original movie. When she goes into a shop to get some books, the old lady appears and we, the audience, get kinda of an explanation as to what’s going on - basically she’s like one of those powerful beings that changes reality to teach people a lesson (also cos she mischievous and it’s fun to her). She’s not only transformed the beast and servants, she’s made it so belle and her father live in the village, the village doesn’t remember about the castle or the people inside, the people in the castle don’t remember belle and her father and, nobody remember’s the beast’s real name (this is all explained with the energy of something from the emperor’s new groove). We continue on with the song and the old lady joins in (she also kinda gives a vibe similar to the muses in Hercules).

Gaston is exactly the same pfft.

When belle gets home we have the some plot about her dad and his invention, belle asking if she’s strange, how she doesn’t like Gaston. But we also see her go to her room which is covered in sketches and paintings, of people, fantasy creatures, and places, as she goes on about how she like reading about different worlds, people etc, etc. (belle is an artist in this version cos it will be good for plot :] )

Pretty much the same plot happens about how belle’s dad ends up in prisoner by the beast, except we see the old lady do a lil spell or something on him so he sees/goes toward the castle when he gets lost.

Exactly the same shiz happens with Gaston trying to propose to her, and marry her that day (bro is full of the audacity god damn).

Belle goes to rescue her dad (we see plants and such moving subtly to help guide her toward the castle).

Same belle and beast introduction scene happens but belle very much is putting on a brave face throughout the scene. This carries over into when beast comes to take her to her room , which he does because he looked in the mirror and saw her crying and alone (implied with a high angle shot of him in his trashed bedroom that he feels alone and sad, and as a consequence feels bad).

Same shenanigans at the pub with Gaston. belle’s dad trying to get people to help him save her.

Belle meets the cursed servants, and refuses to go to dinner with the beast (but she’s much more sad, angry and resentful toward him than the original movie- rightfully so).

After the servants leave - looking saddened due to belle lying on her new bed and crying, belle slowly sits up and wipes away some of her tears. She looks around and, seeing no one there, leaves the room looking for a way to escape. But we see that same magic pass over her eyes as she draws close to the west wing, altering her course so she goes to explore it.

She ends up in the beast’s room (she doesn’t realise), which is completely trashed, and is drawn toward the slashed painting (she actually painted it but doesn’t remember cos of the old lady’s reality changing magic). Next she sees the rose but as she approaches it a large mass moves in the background. It’s the beast and he has just awoken to see her by the rose. The rest of the scene plays out the same as the original, with him scaring her off, the wolves attacking, the beast saving her from the wolves.

When they’re back at the castle, the cursed servants are attempting to treat him but he’s being being a grumpy lil bitch about it. After a particularly nasty growl at one of them, belle gets up and reprimands him over how he treats them, causing him to look surprised, then embarrassed and guilty. She then huffs out a breathe before going to help him with his wounds in a way that has similar vibes to the movie but also gives the sense of two people who are childhood best friends (even if they don’t remember).

Now we come to the actual befriending portion of the movie.

It starts off with the beast asking her if she would like anything to pass the time time while she’s here and she asks for art supplies ✌️. We then get a similar montage of moments including, them watching each other when they think the other isn’t looking, awkward meal times (including beast looking like a goof as he tries to use a spoon to eat), reading in the library at the same time, snow ball fight, beast trying to cook for belle and the others and failing miserably, snow ball fight, more of beast learning to cook, them cleaning up his room a bit, them reading together at the library, song ends with beast bringing belle and all the cursed servants in for the dinner he prepared (they can eat in this version). When everyone is seated as best they all can at the table. He makes a speech, apologising to all the cursed servants for the way he’s treated them both before and after he was transformed, especially since they were closer to family then his parents were. No Body speaks and until mrs pots steps forward and is basically like “we’re going to need to need to see a lot more of reformed behaviour before we can truly forgive you, but this is a start and we’re happy to see our boy again.”

Dinner has ended and beast goes to clean things away but all the servants are like no no we’ve got this (cough cough go spend time with belle and tell her you love her) so he asks belle if he can walk her to her room, and she agrees. When they get there belle hesitates and then asks him if he’d like to see the art she’s been working on. He says he would love to but only if she’s sure. So she takes his hand and opens up the door. Inside are various drawings and paintings of parts of the castle as well as a lot of still life/portraits/group painting of the cursed servants. He then sees some drawings of him. Some he looks goofy, some he looks sad. He picks up one where he looks particularly lonely, and basically says “you’re an amazing artist, your work is beautiful, why would you waste your time on an ugly beast.” To which belle replied, “because I think you’re beautiful.” We have a moments pause as they look at each other and then we cut to Gaston in the pub with the asylum fellow (cos unfortunately the bitch is still causing trouble 🙄).

That scene goes basically the same as in the original film.

Next we see belle looking sad as she sits in the garden drawing a picture of her father. Beast is a little ways away with some of the cursed servants and asks them why she looks so sad. They say it’s cos she misses her father, and when he asks what he should do, they tell him to listen to his heart or somethin like that.

The next lot happens pretty much the same as the original movie. Beast let’s her go back to her fathers with the mirror as a keep sake. Gaston threatens to have belle’s father taken away if she doesn’t marry him. Belle refuses. Shows that he’s not crazy by showing everyone the beast with the mirror. Says he’s gentle and kind but a jealous Gaston locks her and her father away, and the mob go to kill the beast.

Chip the tea cup (mrs pots’ son) manages to free them and they go to save the beast.

Seeing the angry mob approaching beast tells the cursed servants to go hide while he distracts the mob away.

Beast roars and scares back the mob, except for Gaston who goes after him.

Beast retreats to a balcony and Gaston pursues him.

Once there, beast doesn’t defend himself as now he knows the others will be safe, he doesn’t have any more motivation to fight (having no hope of seeing belle again).

Belle arrives at the castle and calls out to beast just as he’s about to be struck down. Beast gains motivation and fights back. Defeating Gaston but sparing his life. Belle has rushed up to where beast is.

As beast turns to great her, Gaston stabs him in the back. Jostled by beast’s pained reaction Gaston is thrown from the balcony.

Belle runs to beast as he collapses from the fatal injury, he tells her he was glad to see her one last time. Beast dies. Crying as she holds onto him, belle says that she loves him and kisses his forehead. After a moment sparkles begin to appear on beast, healing his wounds. Beast awakens. Magic gleams across the couple’s eyes signalling they have their memories back. Beast reaches out to cup belle’s cheek, hesitating when realises he’s still in beastly form. Belle grabs his hand bringing it fully to her cheek.

Final scene is belle, beast, belle’s father and the other castle member’s (now human again) sitting down to a joyous celebratory dinner. Camera shifts over to the old lady smiling at the group before she looks over the camera and winks.

Ok rewatched Disney’s beauty and the beast (1991) and some things really bug me:

Particularly the way beast treats the servants in his castle. Like they take care of him, and genuinely seem to care about him, and he doesn’t seem to care about their well being at all ? Like bro they got cursed because YOU were a dickhead. He doesn’t think about them when he sends belle off (like dude you’re not the only cursed one) and he doesn’t seem to care when an angry mob storm his home - dude they will break/burn some shit how can you not care about the people who have been there for you ??

Also belle has like,,, minimal emotional range. Let the girl be angry or sad or literally anything other than chirper

The fact her personality is ‘likes books, isn’t like other girls’ as well,,,

Feel like I need just a liiiitle more of belle and beast interacting to really believe that romance. It’s better than some movies tho

[asmo-ds]

I've seen alot of headcanons about Simeon turning into a demon, but how would everyone react if Luke managed to turn himself into a demon 🤔 Like maybe he didn't amount up to Celestial Standards (I headcanon the Celestial realm is kinda weird due to the events of the anelic event) and then he made some type of minor violation and they kicked him out of heaven to avoid the possibility of him growing up to be undesirable in the Celestial Realm

When a Child Falls

Luke-centric ANGST & FLUFF

Warnings: Pain, falling from heaven, Luke hurting :(

Summary: After failing to live up to the standards of his superiors Luke is kicked out of the Celestial Realm and becomes a demon. Luckily for him the exchange program had given him so many new and old friends who wanted nothing but to help the poor child despite any bitter past they may have had with him

a/n: i was gonna do headcanons but then i was like what if i make a whole one shot about him falling and everyone helping him adjust to his new life and uh yea <3

Also this didn’t come out as angsty as I wanted it to but demon brothers comforting a fallen Luke >>>>>>>

He tugged on his own arm, begging for the elder angel to release him and give him a second chance, his once hopeful blue eyes filled with tears and terror. 

“Stop, I swear I just need more time, PLEASE!” Luke cried, punching the elder’s arm and attempting to pry his wrinkly hands from Luke’s small forearm. The elder yanked Luke’s arm harder, resulting in a distressed cry from the short blond.

Luke tried to steady his breathing as they approached the boundaries of the Celestial realm, where he was to be pushed off for his failure to earn his wings in a timely manner. The Celestial realm saw him as useless and decided they would be better off discarding a weak angel like himself.

“LET HIM GO, PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS!” Luke could hear Simeon’s breaking voice screaming at the elders who held him back from Luke to prevent any interference, “JUST LET ME SAY GOODBYE PLEASE,” he begged to which the elder finally agreed and the two embraced tightly. “Luke you listen to me, you get to the Devildom you go STRAIGHT to Lucifer, he helped his brothers and himself through his fall he can help you, please, trust him with at least getting you through the transition then you can hate them again or whatever you want, pl-”

“I get it, Simeon, I promise I won’t let you down,” Luke interrupted, tears falling from his eyes onto Simeon’s broad shoulders. 

“Times up. Luke come to the edge, stand here,” an elder guides him into position. 

Luke’s hearing starts ringing as his adrenaline kicks in, the fear of death and disappearing from existing overwhelming him. His breathing grew fast, and before he knew it, he felt a push and wind pounding against his skin as he fell, and fell, and fell, until he saw the Devildom soil and he tensed, preparing for the worst.

Instead of hitting the ground he hears a fwoosh and finds himself caught in strong arms.

“Luke! What happened, where is Simeon? A young angel like you shouldn’t be down here all al-” Lucifer starts questioning the angel, concerned to see the small boy falling from so high. He was interrupted by a cry of agony, Luke pushed away from Lucifer, doubling over and screaming as the pain began to set in.

Lucifer recognized the transition immediately and how badly it hurt his brothers, so he gently approached the young boy, who glared at him with teary pained eyes, and he murmured a spell, before darkness washed over Luke.

- 

His innocent blue eyes fluttered open, not recognizing his surroundings, he sat up quickly, wincing and hissing as his back was suddenly filled with unbearable pain. 

Oh that’s right, I fell. They pushed me and now…His eyes snap open, remembering the feeling of falling, but nothing that happened afterward.

“I have… to find… Lucifer..” Luke spoke to himself, taking short breaks between every few words to take a painful breath, feeling his ribcage expand and contract as his wheezing continued.

“I’ve already found you, Luke, you’re in one of the bedrooms of the Demon Lord’s Castle. Please lay back and take off your shirt, your back is bound to be in a lot of pain, this serum will help.” The blond flinches as Lucifer rises from a chair next to the bed where he laid. 

Luke raises his arms and let Lucifer take off the shirt before laying on his stomach.

He hears Lucifer’s breath catch in his throat as he stares in horror at Luke’s back, where wings were starting to form, dark and mangled with feathers tangled and in need of a cleaning.

So like that, Lucifer kept Luke safe and took care of him whilst the other brothers prepared a room at the House of Lamentation for him to stay.

-

“Luke, I’ve brought you some tea and cake,” Barbatos walks into the bedroom carrying some snacks and drinks for the injured boy.

“Thank you Barbatos, I missed your cooking,” Luke smiles slightly before taking a big bite of cake and groaning. “Like, I really missed it-”

“Yes, Barbatos makes splendid food, which is why I keep him around!” Diavolo winks, nudging Barbatos with his elbow a bit.

“Actually sir, you only keep me around because no other demon has been able to keep up with your antics-”

“ANYWAY, Luke your wings look like they’re growing in nicely, and so do your horns,” Diavolo walks over to examine Luke’s new form. “You’ll probably be in a lot of pain for at least a few more days, but if you want to get situated into your new home we can let you go and just check in on you everyday.”

“Uh… I don’t want to intrude at the House of Lamentation, if it’s going to be any sort of burden to them-”

“Nonsense, my brothers and I are glad to take care of you and take you in, you experienced the same fate as us, albeit for different reasons, but still, we know your pain and we want to guide you so please, Luke, let us help you,” Lucifer places a reassuring hand on Luke’s shoulder as he says this.

“...Okay, BUT no calling me a chihuahua- GOT IT?!” Luke pokes Lucifer’s chest aggressively and earns a hearty chuckle from him.

“I agree not to call you a dog anymore,” Lucifer laughs out, “though I cannot speak for my brothers.”

-

“I can’t believe the chihuahua of all people got kicked out…” Mammon says, still in shock that the angel who had been so determined to make people smile just a year before during the exchange program had somehow managed to get himself thrown out of heaven.

“I remember when I almost didn’t earn my wings in time,” Asmodeus shudders at the memories of being threatened with exile and constantly pushing himself way too hard, “I got so many wrinkles from the stress.”

“Luke makes good food, I’m glad he’s staying with us.” Beel’s mouth was watering as he and Mammon moved a dresser, finally finishing getting Luke’s new room in order.

“Oi, try to be sympathetic when he gets here Beel. He may be a little annoying kid but he’s going through what we went through,” Mammon scolded his younger brother, an uncomfortable silence taking over the room as each and every one of them remembers the pain they were in as their bodies morphed into those of demons.

“God is such an asshole…” Belphegor mutters, getting extremely angry the more he thinks about it.

Luke had done nothing wrong, Lilith had done nothing wrong, so why? Why would he keep getting rid of the most determined of his angels over such insignificant things?

Suddenly all their phones go off with a text from Lucifer saying he and the boy would be arriving soon. They all gathered in the entrance hall, waiting for Luke to arrive. The front door creaked open, all of the brothers standing up straighter and nervous as Lucifer stepped through the entrance with Luke just behind him. 

The brothers all gasped quietly in shock at the state of Luke. He was pale and thin and the look of complete and utter despair in his formerly innocent eyes filling the room with a depressing atmosphere.

“H-hey there Fido- I mean- Luke, how’re you feeling?” Mammon tries to start up a welcoming conversation, getting a nasty look from Lucifer, who Luke was clinging to for dear life.

“Luke! As soon as you’re feeling able to, what do you say we bake something together?” Beel smiles sweetly, most of them getting nothing but nervous looks from Luke in response to their questions.

“I’m just going to help him get settled in. Satan you’re in charge of everything else around the house while I take care of Luke and my own paperwork.” Lucifer guides Luke up the stairs.

Satan rolls his eyes but mutters a small “fine,” before the two head upstairs to the attic, where they’d set up the room to look just like the dorm he stayed in at Purgatory Hall.

“Oh wow, it feels like I’m back in the exchange program,” Luke chuckles a little, clearly faking any sort of joy.

“Luke,” Lucifer kneels down, “you are one of my brothers now, you have nothing to fear, and Simeon will be able to visit at some point-” His attempt to ease Luke’s worries is interrupted by a loud sob.

“Don’t you get it?! Michael and Simeon will never look at me the same, ever again!” Luke wails, using his sleeves to wipe the tears that streamed down his face. “All I ever wanted was to impress them! To impress God and make humans happy and protect them! But now my natural instinct to hurt humans ruins any chance of me becoming the person I’d always thought I’d be!” Luke falls to his knees, sobbing and wheezing, his vision becoming blurry as a panic attack hits him like a truck. He can barely hear anything except for Lucifer calling out a name, and all he could make out was that it wasn’t his own name. A dark figure walks into the room and Luke hears muffled voices for a minute before he is suddenly extremely calm, his eyelids growing a bit heavy and he feels exhausted.

He then realizes someone was holding him and murmuring some sort of spell, causing him to panic once more, but this time he was perfectly aware and just jumped up ready to fight.

“Hey you dirty demon! Don’t use your dark magic on me or else I’ll-”

“Pfft hahaha,” Belphegor laughs hard, tears threatening to spill from his eyes, “you still look like a chihuahua when you get annoyed!” Belphie teases and Luke blushes, before running at Belphie and tackling him, leading to a wrestling match on the floor as Lucifer stands by and watches the two of them closely, to ensure nobody got hurt under his watch. 

-

Dinner was the worst, to be honest. Luke had asked Lucifer if he could cook to say thanks for taking him in, but now he sat awkwardly and all of the brothers remained quiet, watching his every move and watching him like he was an injured little puppy.

“I-is the food not good?” Luke questions looking around nervously.

“AH- no its great Fido- LUKE, ah jeez I’m getting a headache this is so hard to adjust to,” Mammon slams his head on the table, earning a glare from Asmo and Satan who he sat between.

“Anyways, I know you’ve been to the Devildom before and don’t really need a tour BUT you’ve only seen the tip of the iceberg, there are so many more places to go!” Asmo smiles widely at Luke, “So let’s go together soon, okay?”

“Okay!”

“Ooooh Luke, you have to tell me what Celestial Realm video games are like, GAH I wish we had waited to start a war until after the invention of video games. Anyway I got a new one so I can show you a Devildom game and-”

“Shut yer trap Levi,” Mammon leans over the table to attempt to cover Levi’s mouth.

“But let the GREAT Mammon show ya all the best spots in town~”

“NO-no do not take the child Gambling, Mammon,” Asmo smacks him.

“Asmo for all we know you’re gonna scar him and take him to a strip club,” Belphegor smirks, knowing he just started a war.

“I WOULD NEVER, COME HERE YOU BRAT,” both of them in demon forms chasing each other around the house and screaming.

Suddenly everyone hears a child’s laughter and looks at the blond who had barely even smiled since arriving.

“We can try to do everything you guys want to show me,” Luke smiles. Everyone lets out a sigh of relief seeing that Luke was feeling more comfortable around them. “Um, question though… how do I go in and out of my… demon form?” 

“HAH that’s easy, just relax and let the GREAT Mammon teach ya!”

“Mammon, not yet. Luke, I will teach you, but we need to wait a bit longer or else the pain of transforming will be unbearable for you,” Lucifer looked down at the disappointed boy.

“Oh, ok.”

“Don’t look so gloomy Fid-LUKE JEEZ LOUISE- there's a lot the GREAT Mammon can teach ya in the mean time!” Mammon stands up with a cocky smile, hands on his hips. “Think of me as ya new master and you are my apprentice!”

“NO do not think of him like that he will make you do his dirty work,” Satan says, hitting Mammon in the stomach.

“Thank you,” Luke looks at Lucifer, “thank you for taking me in, I-I know we don’t have the best past and I was super rude towards demons during the exchange program but-but I’m trying to change for you guys! Thank you!” Luke bows his head, tears falling down his cheeks. The knowledge that he can never go back to the way he was bringing on more tears, but they didn’t mind. They’d been through the same process. So silently they all comforted him and welcomed him into their home with  open arms.

[keerishima]

HELLO! I saw you were a new blog that needed requests and I was wondering if you could write head-canons for todoroki, bakugou, and kiri (separately) with a s/o that has a witchcraft quirk? TY

well hi! thank you for the request, it was so cool to write! now i’m assuming you mean like a quirk that works like potions and herbs/crystals and spirit summoning and spells which is the road i’m taking i hope that’s okay?

now this boy is

excited

when he first saw the mist swirling around your fingers as you fought the robots in the UA exam, a shock went through his body

what was that? 

okay he didn’t mean to stare- considering he was in the middle of an exam- but the way you moved and the glints of a crystals around your body was just so cool

time passed and he got closer to you, during the dorm competition your room was the only room he wanted to see and boy did he love it

the green ivy and plants in your room, the pots and white smoke curling from diffusers and shelves full of powder and inks organised in a neat row

your room felt like a whole new world- like magic

literally after everyone had left he was still in your room looking around like a meerkat assessing it’s surroundings

fast forward; you guys are dating and he was VERY curious as to how your quirk worked, and you explained how your spells and energy came from the crystals and jewels

each crystal gave you a different energy, which converted to your power!

kirishima literally watched in awe as you pointed at all the different coloured gems and jewels and the symbols on your walls

he even asked to touch some of them and asked where you got them

he also asked to see them in battle, and asked if you had any similar to his own quirk!

the both of you engaged in LOTS of different mock battles, which almost always ended up in a play fight rather than real training- just because he ends up enjoying watching you use your quirk too much to actually focus

once you two had engaged in a long, breathless make out session against one of the walls- what can I say? you wanted to see what it felt like to kiss kirishima in his red riot form and have him melt back to normal under your touch

yeahh...it was a bad idea to do that in the school gym, where half of class 1-B caught you two mushed together against a wall

back to the hc!

he asks SO many questions

sometimes just sits on your bed for ages and asks one after the other after the other, to the point where aizawa has to come and send him back to his side of the dorm

let me tell you now: if you are 1) planning to get anything or 2) NEED anything, don’t let him find out

you once let it slip that you were considering getting pouches to carry these crystals, and the sweet, sweet boy went out and bought BUCKETS of bags

yes buckets because he didn’t know if your crystals would be affected by material or size of the bag or- god forbid what if it did and he ruined your quirk in battle?! 

he’d never forgive himself.

ever.

like literally he’d be on his knees ready for punishment of how you saw fit because of his mistake

what can i say? the boys dramatic

but its endearing :,)

it ended up being the cutest date of you cuddled up on his bed wrapped in his blankets like you were drowning in them,

whilst he sat on the floor, presenting each little bag and pouch to you, all teleshopping style.

‘and THIS 🤩 gorgeous article comes with not just 1😱! not just 2 😱! but THREE 🤯🥵🥳🥳 buttons to clip close to ensure a tight, secure hold of your 😏 special package’

yeah he made a sleazy face

yeah you threw a plushy at him

all of them were bought with your costume in mind and how could you not keep some of the bags? with kirishima watching you with the biggest eyes and slightly-pouting-lips-but-he-would-never-admit-it there was no way you didn’t keep the most useful ones

you asked him to return the extra bags so he wouldn’t have wasted his money, whilst you repaid his kindness with lots and lots of kisses and cuddles

;) or more depending on how you want it

todoroki is uhh...

emotionally constipated

but thats not his fault

#fuckendeavour

sometimes it comes off that he’s not interested in your quirk in a general sense, but it’s only because he doesn’t know how to ask without seeming pushy

he gets shy (but doesn’t show it) but with time that decreases to a sort of dry affection

i’m not saying he’s a dry boyfriend but he definitely isn't as spritely as someone like Denki might be

the way you’d see that he wanted to know more was if he asked you to come and fight with him, train with him and study

this is where he asked about your quirk

he didn’t ask to the extent of kirishima, who said everything that came to mind, he asked precise questions that gave him all the information he was desperate to know because you are so cool it makes his heart burn needed

and he also knew you would add more information as you explained, which he loved because he loved hearing you talk so passionately

this time your quirk allowed you to control people to an extent, depending on different plants and herbs you used

the plants each had a special line, muttered as you dropped the herbs anywhere on your opponent for it to activate

best believe todoroki asked for one to knock endeavour out, literally out of nowhere💀

once, one night you had been laying on your bed, and todoroki had popped over to see you. it was still quite early on in your relationship so you weren’t expecting him to cuddle up beside you and tuck into your smaller body, chin hooked onto your shoulder whilst his eyes bore into yours from below todoroki loves eye contact

‘Do your plants have meanings?’

that’s it, that’s all he softly whispered in your ear

‘What do you mean?’ You whispered back

‘Like...like roses mean love...do your herbs have a meaning linked to what they do?’

okay now he was blushing, very gently because he didn’t want to annoy you, or ask you a question you’d never thought of and make you feel silly or insecure about his quirk

YOU on the other hand were smothering a dopey grin. you knew your boyfriend and his boundaries, and you knew that him asking you in such an intimate setting meant he was trying hard for you

you also knew that he’d just given you free reign to ramble however you saw fit

so you explained, how each herb did this, how if you mixed them they did that, if you made a liquid infused with them it helped with your application in battle and so much more

todoroki listened silently, but his eyes were gleaming

literally glowing in the darkness- I mean was that even possible? it had to have been considering how todoroki looked at you that night

after you were done, he replied with a similar thing about his own quirk, and both of you had a long long chat that went from quirks, to schooling, to life, to aliens and more

todoroki had the weirdest humour, he never knew he was being funny until your quiet giggles morphed into full blown laughter- and caused a knock from the next room over because you were being too loud

he would let out his own little chuckles and smirks, seeing you enjoy his company so much

it was a while after that day when something new happened

you’d sent him a message, whilst he was sitting right next to you, and your contact name flashed on his screen suddenly, catching your eye

‘my calendula’

you looked at todoroki

todoroki looked at you

you both blinked

‘calendula?’ you asked

‘yes’ todoroki replied

‘why calendula?’

‘because,’ todoroki blushed deeply, eyes flickering away from yours

‘because you said calendula means joy...you’re my joy. arent you?’

and god help anyone who tries to say you aren’t todoroki’s joy

because you would literally throw them to the ground

your heart soared at how todoroki loved you and your quirk so much

even though it wasn’t blatantly obvious, it was the little things he did for you 😍

he originally going to call you his basil until Bakugou came round behind him asking him if he was writing the dorms grocery list. safe to say that plan was aborted immediately :D

oho

sorry I just

*pfft*

bakugo amuses me, he really does he’s so entertaining

okay sorry back to the headcanon

I headcanon you’re REALLY strong

like STUPID strong

Remember bakugos reactions to all the students quirks and he was like ‘shit I cant beat them 😨’

And his reaction to todoroki? yeah he’d literally see you use your quirk and just

no I’m joking

but I feel like as your s/o he’d be super obsessed with your quirk

he’d always want to train with you, he’d see it as an amazing part of you that he wants to help hone so you can be the best of the best

not better than him obviously but the best anyway

not that he’d SHOW all of this awe and pride to you, it’s normally delivered in a bunch of bakugo sentences:

‘oi your form is shit. do this instead.’

that means he’s realised a new way you can throw this punch, with much more force

‘tch, go train. you need the training.’

he wants to train with you. again.

‘....finally. took you long enough to learn that.’

you’ve just done something successfully and he’s trying so hard not to blush at how well you did it.

here your power is more destructive

you can create sigils using a your finger in the air and they create attack power

this with bakugos quirk makes a formidable duo, and if he doesn’t get partnered with you he will most likely throw a fit

but not a long fit more of a like ‘oi why is she over there we work better together’

but he realises as heroes you need to work well with anyone you meet, so he’s not too fussy

because of the fact that you draw the sigils, you have a habit of tracing out patterns and new symbols and any sort of designs subconsciously

this is done normally on any part of your skin, with a pen

bakugo being old man bakugo 🙄 got mad at you

he told you off for almost giving yourself ink poisoning and ruining your hand and making it all dirty drama queen

but throughout all of this bakugo had been clutching your hand, and best believe he wasn’t letting go

he used the hand he was holding to pull you along and sit comfortably, dropping his own palm into your lap and mumbling something that kind of, sort of, might have been along the lines of ‘use my arm dumbass’

now you had bakugos arm to scribble on to your hearts content.

you used this when you were stressed, worried that your nerves were causing you to forget things or simply because you wanted to hold bakugo close

in fact, bakugo himself had adopted this habit, and you’ll notice I said arm instead of hand

bakugo got nervous around you, and therefore sweaty, which therefore lead to tiny little explosions in his palms when you were near

but this habit had started to make him feel comfortable with his hands around you, it made him trust himself more

he knew his power was strong and he didn’t want to hurt you, your quirk was something that helped him with that

and he wouldn’t tell you that but he was grateful. VERY grateful

he once asked why you used pen, and not your finger on your skin considering the pen ink is toxic

you answered very quickly, by pulling out a sheet of people and sliding your finger across the surface in a sigil shape

promptly the paper burnt into a cinder :)

and bakugo never asked again

and that is the end! I hope you liked it and I did the idea of Witchcraft justice 😅 please do send some more requests!

god I loved this so much they’re all so cute :,) thank you for this request!!

[cheri-cheri]

[L&N] Text - A love that’s difficult to conceal

This text accompanies Ch 14!

Charlie: Dear, I wrote a “hidden word” poem for you.

[Trivia] A “hidden word” poem is basically an acrostic poem (i.e. a poem where the first letter of each line can be combined to spell out a word when read vertically). I didn’t use the term “acrostic” because of the way the text has been written. You’ll see what I mean later :>

Option 1-1: You know how to write “hidden word” poems? Are you that amazing?

Option 1-2: You know how to write “hidden word” poems? Dr Zha is really skilled in literature. I’m looking forward to it!

Option 1-3: Wow, I’ve already shifted a small stool over and am sitting down, waiting for the “hidden word” poem!

[ Option 1-1 ]

MC: You know how to write “hidden word” poems? Are you that amazing?

Charlie: Mmhmm. Don’t underestimate your fiancé’s ability to learn.

Charlie: Now, please enjoy my “hidden word” poem:

Charlie: I

Charlie: L

Charlie: O

Charlie: V

Charlie: E

Charlie: Y

Charlie: O

Charlie: U

Option 2-1: Erm... Dr Zha, did you misunderstand what “hidden word” poems are?

Option 2-2: Huh? Why is the “hidden word” poem a little different from what I imagined? 

Option 2-3: Oh~ I think I know what you’re getting at. Are you saying that there’s no need to hide your love?

-

[ Option 1-2 ]

MC: You know how to write “hidden word” poems? Dr Zha is really skilled in literature. I’m looking forward to it!

Charlie: Of course. I’m a core member of my department’s Archaic Rhymes and Poetry Group.

Charlie: But my “hidden word” poem is unique. Please enjoy it:

Charlie: I

Charlie: L

Charlie: O

Charlie: V

Charlie: E

Charlie: Y

Charlie: O

Charlie: U

Option 2-1: Erm... Dr Zha, did you misunderstand what “hidden word” poems are?

Option 2-2: Huh? Why is the “hidden word” poem a little different from what I imagined?

Option 2-3: Oh~ I think I know what you’re getting at. Are you saying that there’s no need to hide your love for me?

-

[ Option 1-3 ]

MC: Wow, I’ve already shifted a small stool over and am sitting down, waiting for the "hidden word” poem!

Charlie: Good. It looks like you’re extremely interested in my work.

Charlie: In that case, I shall showcase my "hidden word” poem:

Charlie: I

Charlie: L

Charlie: O

Charlie: V

Charlie: E

Charlie: Y

Charlie: O

Charlie: U

Option 2-1: Erm... Dr Zha, did you misunderstand what “hidden word” poems are?

Option 2-2: Huh? Why is the “hidden word” poem a little different from what I imagined?

Option 2-3: Oh~ I think I know what you’re getting at. Are you saying that there’s no need to hide your love for me?

[ Option 2-1 ]

MC: Erm... Dr Zha, did you misunderstand what “hidden word” poems are?

Charlie: Nonono.

Charlie: Do you know why I’ve only used these letters in the "hidden word” poem?

Charlie: Because there’s absolutely no need to hide my love for my fiancée.

Option 3-1: I’ve got to hand it to you. Your poem reminded me of a line that I once read - “You can’t hide your feelings for someone. Even if you covered your mouth, the feelings would spill from your eyes.”

Option 3-2: Pfft... Dr Zha is too smooth. Please write a book!

Option 3-3: HAHAHA. Now that I think about it, it’s true!

-

[ Option 2-2 ]

MC: Huh? Why is the "hidden word” poem a little different from what I imagined?

Charlie: Is the love contained within it even more direct than you imagined?

Charlie: Although I feel very apologetic...

Charlie: When I’m with you, my ardent love can’t be hidden.

Option 3-1: I’ve got to hand it to you. Your poem reminded me of a line that I once read - “You can’t hide your feelings for someone. Even if you covered your mouth, the feelings would spill from your eyes.”

Option 3-2: Pfft... Dr Zha is too smooth. Please write a book!

Option 3-3: HAHAHA. Now that I think about it, it’s true!

-

[ Option 2-3 ]

MC: Oh~ I think I know what you’re getting at. Are you saying that there’s no need to hide your love?

Charlie: You saw through it!

Charlie: Sure enough, my fiancée understands me.

Charlie: I changed the style of the “hidden word” poem because my sentiments of love can’t be hidden.

Option 3-1: I’ve got to hand it to you. Your poem reminded me of a line that I once read - “You can’t hide your feelings for someone. Even if you covered your mouth, the feelings would spill from your eyes.”

Option 3-2: Pfft... Dr Zha is too smooth. Please write a book!

Option 3-3: HAHAHA. Now that I think about it, it’s true!

[ Option 3-1 ]

MC: I’ve got to hand it to you. Your poem reminded me of a line that I once read - “You can’t hide your feelings for someone. Even if you covered your mouth, the feelings would spill from your eyes.”

Charlie: That makes sense.

Charlie: It’s no wonder why my fiancée always looks at me with sparkles in her eyes.

Charlie: It turns out it’s from your glistening love.

-

[ Option 3-2 ]

MC: Pfft... Dr Zha is too smooth. Please write a book!

Charlie: My creativity is to be used only on my fiancée. Nobody else will have such an opportunity.

Charlie: Furthermore, this isn’t simply the work of words.

Charlie: From the past to the future, my feelings for you will never be hidden.

-

[ Option 3-3 ]

MC: HAHAHA. Now that I think about it, it’s true!

Charlie: Not allowing my love to be hidden or leave any room for doubt is merely one of my many merits.

Charlie: So... does my fiancée have time tonight?

Charlie: I need a sufficiently romantic venue to recite this “hidden word” poem to you.

[art-i-know-yes]

AHH I'M EXCITED LET'S GO

Spoilers Ep.66

The dEscRiption because like a WHAT to WHAAT WITH GLENNNNN

I'm sorry literally one of the only things I've wanted to see is emotionally open Glenn

not the spotify ads

Darryl plays Matt

Hot Take: Darryl hates the environment

That's an oof, Henry

Biiiiig therapy

Horses vs Henry and Cows vs Ron

oooohhhmygahwdbeth

"I know what you said and I ignored it"

WOOOOOOOOO RON THERAPY

Imagine going to therapy

Awww Ron

I was just high key thinking about them listening outside the door

geeEENETIC TIMELINE

"That's depressing"

Those are liike good rollssssss

mmmnnnnn nevermind

Kinda wanna dig up clams

I-I mean why not

I guess that's a good idea to teach them how to drive huh

"No, that's ok"

WHY'D HE SAY IT LIKE THAT

They're too emotional right now

The keyword they didn't use is HOPEFULLY THEIR DADS SHOOT AT IT

Excuse me too young some countries learned by like 8

Hiiiissss voice

Noooo

"11, that's sounds like it's gonna be sad" "Oooo that tracks for you"

Really!! Glenn followimg laws!!

Kids have these neat abilities called vroom vroom speed vehicle where they get self control

YEEEE KIDS GET TO DRIVE

Ehhh come on Darryl you're making this so depressing

Henry shut up please

"Doooope" "Definitely Lark or Sparrow"

I remember seeing someone call Sparrow a furry

I think that is good idea for flexibility because I did not think if that because if I'm honest I only trust TJ to drive we saw what Lark and Sparrow driving was like

Can TJ still like use magic

THE LAUGHTER THAT THAT CAME OUT OF ME I CAN NOT DESCRIBE NEAR TEARS IM TELLING YOU NEAR TEARS

"I'm sure Grant is gonna be fine, but if ya know, Lark dies or something-" "WHAT THE FVCK DARRYL" DARRYL YOU CAN'T USE THEEEEEM AS AN EXAMPLE

But also my second thought was Nick and I made myself lose it

"Ok so Terry dies-" "NOOOOO-" "Ok fine you have two kids. Let's say Sparrow dies-"

THEY COULD JUST BE INJURED WE DON'T HAVE TO THINK ABOUT THE WORST SITUATIONS

We should camouflage it again, both of them

Toooo thhhee raaaaaat

A LITTLE CONCERNED

Well I'm already in tears so

Real Nick Jr.? It's just Nick

Don't bring the Lawwrdd into this

Accidentally teaching him to dRIIIVVEEE HE CAN BARELY REACH THE WHEEL LET ALONE THE BRAKE OR GAS

But like literally watch Nick Jr. have to drive and does it perfectly

They are way to into the crab mech

He immediately started yelling-I'm just making noises at this point

Not the escape static I mean USEFUL but like the reverse j-turn is a little later

What did your dad teach you Glenn

This is why they're doing different sections

...I can barely do a regular reverse turn...

"I'M ONLY DOING THIS BECAUSE I WAANT TO FATHER"

Straight cut to "A few quick things in no specific order"

This is about what I expected with Willy as his father

Terry Jr. is having an existential crisis

Roooonnn

Understeer????

GlArK

"My son's name is not Glark" "HAVE YOU BEEN CALLING ME GLARK AND I JUST HAVEN'T NOTICED"

Not quoting the handbook

W-was Ron used as a getaway driver

TJ is big brain

"Use morse code" "Ok anyone wanna teach me morse code"

I just imagine Glenn turning around and like the Office "Quite an imagination on this kid"

"I'm in a dark place" respectable. thanks for being honest.

Honestly that's what I was thinking. Actually very close to that tune.

AWWWWWWW

CYCLISTS

I love you so much Sparrow

"*sniffle* you run 'em over son"

I... am so scared to see who's getting this roll

I desperately hope that twins aren't 1 and 2

This is a competition to them. I know it.

A 23!!!

Awwwwwwww poor baby nonononono

AWWWWW RONNN COMFORTING TJ

I'm not sure if you can tell who's my favorite father-son duo (or characters im general)

Noooooo Terrrryyyy (but like honestly SAME)

A VESPA

HE'S NOT THE DRIVER BUT LIKE STILL I KINDA THINK IT'S THE BEST CHOICE

"I know!"

"I purely know maps I'm the advocate"

CALLOUTS

This is the perfect team up

"And then also Sparrow"

"Idk we can tie them to like a stick or something"

Oh yeah the pillars

Doug is better than literally all philosophers

NONONONO

Is...Ron meta?

Not Elizabeth Warden

OH FVCK

That...doesn't sound good cause like...the underground part

mnnnmmnnnmmmnnn bombssss

"There was this show called Chernobyl" PFFT-

Yesss Bomb shelter beer

Ron's a genius

Hesoundsalittlesalty

"Sounds like somebody cares"

It doesn't sound like we'll make it to ep. 69

The humming is so funny to me

Ron *is* meta

I would LOVE to figure out what Glenn is actually thinking about Nick

YA KNOW WHAT THAT IS A BIG PROBLEM

I don't think mentally I'm ready for what is going to come out

I SCREAMED emotionally i am not recovered from loosing Nick hypothetically I am completely very ok it

*Cooooool*

Just the way he said it Hennrrrryyyyy

"Well, that sounds healthy"

He's really switching this conversation at them

We love Ron-Glenn solidarity

ahhhhh Henry rants

TOLERANT, SORT OF AFFECTION AHHHHAHAHHAHAHAHA

"We are Olive Garden"

Sir, that's a ring of self-sacrifice if you're willing

oooooo that hurts

I..dont know what to say. I'm in shock. My body literally has like tingles all over and my heart dropped. Is Erin ok? How'd he get there? How much does he know? I can't feel anything right now so much and many emotions

~20 minites of sitting in silence and shock later~

I WAS THINKING WHY WOULD THE DRAGON BE AFTER HIM CAUSE HE TOLD RADIOLAB WHAT HE WAS DOING AND WHY AHHH HE MADE HIM ROLL TWICE FOR THAT TO FUKIN WEAKEN HIM I KNEW IT WAS FUKING WEIRD THERE WAS NO WAY GOD

THE GASPS THEY KNEW IT THE MINUTE HE SAID IT

WTFWTFWTF IM SHAKING

CAN YOU HEAL THIS?! NO YOU CAN'T WHAT DO WE DO?! THE COUNTING! THE REMOTE REWIND? THE NEW ITEMS? 15SECONDS15SECONDS15SECONDS. WE CAN NOT LOSE GLENN RIGHT NOW CAN WE PAUSE. CAN WE BREAK THE SPELL LIKE THAT? WHAT IF IT DOESNT WORK? HE SOUNDS SO SERIOUS. IM SO SCARED BUT LIKE FUVK. HE'S GOOD BUT LIKE NOT THAT GOOD RIGHT BECAUSE GLENN WAS ALREADY WHAT 3 LEVELS ABOVE EVERYONE ELSE? YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!!!!AHHHHHH GLENN! NOOOOOOOO GODDAMIT HE PROBABLY HAS LEGENDARY ACTIONS I FUKIN THOUGHT ABOUT IT! OMGAWWD SLIGHT OF HAND SNEAK ATTACK. AHHHHG MODIFIERS SCARE ME.

I KNEW I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

FEAR FEAR FEAR FEAR FEAR FEAR YES HAHAHAHAHHA FVCK YOU

OH GAWD HENRY HEALED HIM

YOU FVKING SLVT ANTHONY

they were sooooooooo close

I swear to god we better see Glenn again or I'm killing someone

I'm having a late reaction tears are coming once I fully process.

BUT REALLY *RIGHT* AFTER THE HEART TO HEART

[damn-stark]

I Got Love

Chapter 15 of Different light

A/N- I honestly love how this chapter turned out :)

Warning- Angst, Fluff! talks of death.

Pairing- Harry Potter x Malfoy!reader

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As the grey clouds threatened to cover the morning sun, the chilly fall breeze was slow to float them away and let the sun rays brighten the words you were reading on the white page. A yawn escaped your mouth as your eyes skimmed over the words of the boring book you were reading about the Vanishing Cabinet you were trying to fix.

Going to the main hall to eat breakfast alongside your only friend was tempting, but being distant was a far better solution since your intention was keeping her away. But Clementine of course had a way to slither her way to you. And as always in a giddy mood once she saw you. “I've been looking everywhere for you.”

You pull your eyes from the book and raise a brow. “Have you?”

“Yes!” She makes clear as she gets closer to you and takes the book from your hands to pull you to your feet. “Enough avoiding and listen,” she smirks, “we’re going to go watch the Gryffindor Quidditch tryouts.”

You chuckle nervously and shake your head. “Why the Gryffindor team? Shouldn’t we be supporting our house team?”

“Oh, you know exactly why we're going to the Gryffindor tryouts, don’t act like you don’t want to go and catch a glimpse of Harry Potter.” Clementine grins smugly.

You scoff to try and put down her accusation, but she was actually right. And she knew she was. “Fine,” you sigh, “fine.”

She grabs your hand and begins to pull you towards the Quidditch field, having you carry your book with your hand and pick up your pace so as to not fall with her quick pace. When you finally made it outside, Clementine slowed down when you were both climbing to the stands, noticing that there were many people here to also watch the Gryffindor tryouts. Mostly all girls.

“Wow,” you breathe out as you glance at all the students from the different houses in their own seats, or standing by the railing. “It seems Gryffindor has a lot of fans this year.”

Clementine snorts. “Or more like your man does,”

At her passing comment, your eyes widen and your face burns incredibly hot; you blink to look at her and elbow her side. “Clementine, don’t say that.”

“What?” She smirks mischievously as her brown eyes meet your gaze, and she rests her arms on the railing. “You like the boy, do you not? He likes you. He’s unofficially your man.”

You move your arm to grab your left wrist and just shake your head. “He’s not.” You slide your eyes to look at the uniformed players on the grass fields and you feel yourself grow flustered. “We haven’t even talked about our feelings,” you pause and your eyes lock on the brunette you were talking about. “We’re just friends.”

“But listen, he doesn’t have to be,” Clementine snickers, “you need to talk to him, y/n! That boy is head over heels for you!” Clementine exclaims as she wraps her hands around your arms. “Not only that but you'd make a powerful couple! A Gryffindor and a Slytherin dating?!”

Heads of overly curious girls turn as they hear Clementine encouraging you loudly. You ignore them, but you feel their stares—“No,” you shake your head, “it can’t happen.”

“Why?”

“Because,” you shrug as the corner of your lips fall and you look away from Harry. “Because….it can’t. I can’t date him,” you sigh sadly as your thumb strokes the part of your arm where the brand was hidden by your sleeve.

Clementine instantly catches your change in tone, expression and manner that your shoulders dropped and she lowers her voice and becomes more serious, moving her hand to wrap her arm around your shoulders. “Look, you can’t let that bring you down, okay? You’re in school, not home having to deal with...that. Enjoy it while you can, or else you’ll regret it.”

Your body stiffens and you keep averting your eyes as you repeat her comment in your head.

You hadn’t ever told Clementine what you were turned into, but she was smart enough to know...and even when she did, she didn’t leave your side. You were grateful for that, but also upset because you didn’t want to put her in danger, or pull her into this dark business. But you also knew she was right.

“That also means that you have to stop pushing me away,” she continues, “not like it will work. You’re the greatest friend I’ve had.”

Slowly your lips tug and you lift your eyes to meet hers and playfully push her aside. “Stop.”

“It’s true,” she pridefully continues as she comes back to your side and follows your line of gaze to the field. “Now encourage your man, let him know you’re here!”

“No,” you shake your head, “I won’t do that. Plus he’s the captain so, he’s not really trying out, he has a guaranteed spot on the team.”

Clementine laughs softly and wiggles her eyebrows. “Captain? Even better.”

“Pfft, shut up.”

“Good luck Ron!” Clementine and you suddenly hear a voice shout loudly, both of you turning your heads to see who it had been cheering the youngest Weasley boy; expecting maybe Hermione, but getting surprised when it’s a pretty blonde Gryffindor girl in the stands.

“That’s,” Clementine speaks slowly, “surprising.”

You nod in agreement and both tear your eyes to look back at the field, in that exact time that you did, catching Harry’s gaze find yours. It was brief because he had to focus on his team, but the moment you locked eyes, time seemed to slow down. Before he could look away you did offer him a small smile, catching him fixing his shirt and changing his stance as he looked away.

“Y/N! Clementine!” You hear a soft voice shout shortly after your moment with Harry, causing you both to look back and see that it had been Hermione who had called to you and began waving you over to her.

Clementine didn’t hesitate to walk to where she sat, while you did for a bit for the same reason you had wanted to distance yourself from Clementine. But then Clementine's comment she made to you a few minutes ago echoes in your head, and has you joining both girls on the stands.

“What are you two doing here?” Hermione questions both Clementine and you.

“Y/N, here, wanted to come see Harry.” Clementine snickers.

You choke on your own saliva and look over to her on the other side of Hermione, to shoot her a glare and a warning. “Clementine.”

Clementine crosses her arms over her chest and just shrugs nonchalantly. “It’s true.”

Hermione giggles and interjects just as Clementine did. “Well I know Harry appreciates you coming y/n, he’ll try harder with you here.”

You just sigh, but can’t help the smile that tugs on your lips. As you turned back to watch the tryouts you right away noticed that Ron was by the goalpost, looking a bit nervous as he tried to keep attentive on blocking each goal that they tried to score. And when it came down to it, he did try blocking each and every goal, and was surprisingly very successful at it, but when it was Cormac's turn, Ron didn’t compare at all to his skill. Cormac was very good until….he somehow wasn’t. The boy suddenly jerked to the side as if someone had pulled him. It was odd until you heard Hermione whisper a spell to her hand to cause what was happening to Cormac.

Of course you didn’t say a word to her, you were more surprised by her mischievous doings than upset. And when Clementine noticed the same thing you had, she turned her head to share an impressed look with you, both noticing that Hermione avoided looking at either of you until the tryouts were over and she was trying to get out of the stands without you guys.

“Hey!” You called out after her whilst you ran to catch up to her. “Hey hold on Granger, where are you off to in such a hurry, huh?” You grin mischievously, from the corner of your eye seeing Clementine fall at her other side and mirror your grin. “We heard what you did back there.”

“I didn’t do anything.” Hermione lied in a nervous tone.

Clementine laughs and shakes her head as she shoots Hermione a playful look. “Okay, we’ll say we believe you, for your sake.”

Hermione eyes shift to both Clementine and you to shoot you both a side glare that only makes you giggle and continue to probe. “Why exactly did you pull that stunt, Hermione? I mean is there more than just because you want Ron to win?”

Hermione crosses her arms over her chest and her cheeks grow a tint of pink that answers your question without her having to answer it. “Look, the boys are coming,” Hermione pointed out to both Harry and Ron walking your way.

You cover your mouth with your hand to try and stop laughing. But it was hard to.

“Hi guys,” Harry greeted as he and Ron reached your side.

You draw in a deep breath and contain yourself, smiling slightly as you see Ron and remember what you just discovered about Hermione. Nonetheless you just keep it yourself and pay attention to both boys. “Hi, guys,” your eyes turn to Ron and you smirk, “you were nice out there Ron.”

His eyes instantly find yours and his eyebrows twist into shock and confusion, he parts his lips to stammer out his answer almost in an unsure way. “Uh...thanks?”

You nod and glance at Hermione before you turn to Harry. “You too Harry.”

“Oh, thank you,” he answered more confidently, his blue eyes not leaving your face. “I’m surprised to see you here.”

“She wanted to come see you try out,” Clementine blurted out with a smile that she showed with her eyes. “That’s why she’s here.”

You clench your jaw and slowly twist your head to see her and Hermione both smirking. Actually Hermione appeared to be enjoying herself more now that you were under the spotlight instead of her, she went out of her way to act just as mischievous as she did when she played Cormac. “Clementine, will you come help me with something I’m having trouble with in my NEWTS potion class?”

“Oh,” Clementine raised her eyebrows and smiled too widely as she touched her chest. “Why, I would love to help.”

“Great,” Hermione grinned, walking away hastily with Clementine and pulling Ron away with her too, so Harry and you could be alone.

Harry stayed quiet as he watched them leave until their figures disappeared, turning back to you and offering you a smile. “They’re not really going to go help each other are they?”

“No,” you shake your head and begin to walk inside the castle with Harry following at your side. “But I do appreciate that they left us alone.”

“R-really?”

“Yeah,” you nod, “I just wanted to talk to you.” You look at him and smile softly. “Or ask you something, I suppose.” You swallow thickly and pull your sleeves over your hands. “Do you want to come with me to Hogsmeade tomorrow? I know of this fun little cafe we can go to.”

Harry turned his head to meet your gaze and his eyebrows knotted together. “Do you mean Madam Puddifoot's Teashop?”

“Oh, by merlin's beard no,” you quickly answer him, “no. I know somewhere better.”

“Okay, good,” Harry answered with relief. “But, I, uh, I do want to go with you,” he pauses and scratches the back of his head and slowly continues. “...as a...date?”

Your smile threatens to widen, but you keep yourself from getting too excited in front of him. Instead you grin sweetly. “Yeah, a date sounds nice.”

“Good, cool,” he nods with a smile of his own. “Good.” He finishes with a brighter blush on his cheeks. “I can’t wait.”

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“This shade of black?” You ask Clementine as you lift a shirt in front of your body, “or this shade, but in this cardigan?” You quirk a brow as you lift the other item of clothing to your upper body.

“Turn around,” she instructs. You do as she says and she begins to tap her chin with her finger, bouncing her eyes from each item and then to you to imagine the outfit. “Are we going for, bright preppy rich girl? Or dark preppy rich girl?”

“Hmm, well, I do like the color black, but I also like the bright option,” you turn to look at your reflection in the mirror, swapping each option back and forth to try and choose. You narrow your gaze and put a hanger under your chin to hold it in place while you pull out your wand and magically change into each option like if it were blinking.

“I personally like the cardigan option.” Clementine finally chose, causing you to stop on the cardigan outfit and examine it deeper—“I like the way your jewelry combines with the outfit. It gives it an edgy taste.”

You lift your hand to study your family snake ring for a few seconds, before your eyes lift to study the pendant, Fred and George had gifted you; the one with the lion and the snake. Your fingers graze over the metal and you smile slightly before you pull your hand away and focus back on your outfit and nod in agreement. “I like it too.” You spin around to face Clementine and smile brightly. “I’m ready to go.”

“Go get your man,” Clementine smirks. “And protect yourself, yeah?”

As you reach to the door you stop and look at her over your shoulder. “Protect myself?”

“These are troubled times, I think having another set of responsibilities would be beyond stressing.” She says as her eyebrows knot in feigned worry.

It takes a moment for you to understand, but once you do you just scoff and roll your eyes before you walk out to the common room and bump into your brother on your way out. And when you do you don’t intend on talking to him, but he insisted on it. “Where are you going?”

“Does it matter?” You ask as you keep your back facing him.

“Yes,” he answers bluntly. “We have things to do today. Or have you forgotten our task?”

“No,” you sigh, “I haven’t. I’ll be back before then, I won’t be gone all day.” You move to get out of the Slytherin common room and briefly stop as Draco adds one last thing.

“You better not, the task is not just my responsibility.”

Without answering him you just hurry out of the common room and try not let those thoughts plague your mind. Instead you try to keep your mind on the date, on Harry waiting for you to walk together to the place you told him about. You try to focus on how nervous you felt, how fast your heart was beating and how truly happy you felt doing this date. It felt normal compared to what you had to do after.

Seeing Harry waiting for you, shifting back and forth in his spot nervously, made you feel happy and forget that he was practically your enemy. Seeing him, meeting his blue eyes made you feel at ease and like nothing else really mattered. “Harry!” You pick up your pace to reach him and see his eyes widen slightly before he waves as you reach his side.

“H-hey y/n, you made it.”

“Of course,” you smile as you shove your hands in your pockets.

“I mean, I knew you would, I just,” he tries to explain himself, “forget it,” he shakes his head, “let’s go.”

As you both begin to walk down the stone path towards Hogsmeade it’s quiet. Neither of you find the courage to talk first out of the nerves you both felt, you both walk side by side, feeling each other’s fingers brush against each other’s, you hear each other's footsteps and feel the warmth of your bodies next to each other, but words don’t spill out as easily.

Not until he tries to break the silence with a simple question. “Do you still want to be an auror?”

Your eyes slide to the corner and you nod hesitantly. “That’s the plan, y’know. Solving crime and all that sounds fun, but well I guess it depends on how everything turns out, right?” You laugh nervously, thinking to yourself something else entirely. “If I live long enough to become one.”

“Right,” Harry agrees as his lips drop to a slight realizing frown.

“I remember,” you change the subject, “you mentioned in your letters from last summer that you were raised in the muggle world. I’m,” you smile, “curious, what is it you like to do when you’re there? I mean the muggle world sounds so interesting!”

“Well I mean, I wasn’t actually really allowed to go out a lot.” He sadly informs you.

“Oh,” you frown slightly, “sorry.”

“It’s alright,” he continues, glancing at you and answering regardless. “I guess I like listening to muggle music, uh, I like going out alone now that I can, and I like well...I prefer the wizarding world better.”

“Hmm,” you nod, smiling from ear to ear as you remember something. “I've seen, in the muggle movies that Clementine showed me this summer, that you guys have drive in movies, like you take your automobiles and take them so you can watch movies from them! And, and,” you exclaim excitedly as you turn and grab his arm to unknowingly show your excitement “..boys stand outside girls windows with a…” you tap your chin and think of what the word was they called the black box they played music from. “It’s black and big, they carry it on their shoulder...uh…”

“A boombox?”

“Yes!” You point at him. “Yes that. Is that true?” You ask with your eyes glowing with excitement.

Harry eyes never leave yours and he can’t help but smile at how excited you had gotten over something he thought mediocre before. “Yeah,” he nods, “it’s true, but the boombox is just something from the films, I don’t know anyone who’s done it. And the drive-in movie thing is something not really done anymore.”

“Oh,” you sigh out, “well that sucks. It sounded fun.” You turn to look at the upcoming town, but keep your hand around Harry’s arm.

“I mean it’s still done,” Harry interjects, “but it’s not as popular as it once was….” he stays quiet for a few seconds and then continues in a quieter voice, “but maybe one day, we can go to one. I’m sure I can find a place.”

You grin softly and nod, “that would be great. It may sound odd, but it sounds...normal. Y’know, with everything happening outside of this school, doing things like this, thinking of that, sounds fun and normal.”

“Yeah I know what you mean,” he agrees, letting you guide him down a lonelier street where at the end of path stood a small but cute brown cottage. You pull away to get ahead, but as you reach the door, you see the sign on the door that read, ‘temporarily closed until further notice.’

“Shoot,” you hiss, “it’s closed,” you hit your leg with your fist. “Damn, I’m sorry.” You turn to face Harry. “I didn’t check beforehand, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Harry assures you, “it’s okay.” His eyes shifted to the sign and remained there for a couple minutes as he thought to himself what to do, whilst you walked down the stairs and walked to the street and waited for him to join you, seeing him scratch the back of his head and then drop his head as he looked at his shoes and breathed out deeply before slowly turning to you and offering a solution. “I might know something we can do...I mean it won’t be as fancy as this, but it’s something….if you want?” He finishes as his blue eyes lift to meet your already wandering gaze.

“Alright, I'm down.”

“Good,” he nods before walking down to join you, continuing to grab your hand to pull you down the street and turn into the main cobbled street to continue walking down the main path until he made one last right turn and another left, finally stopping as he reached a large fountain in the middle of the cobble street.

Nothing surrounded it, but green forest trees and colorful trees that began falling because of fall. Lanterns were strung above the small plaza and benches were placed across the surroundings of the water fountain for those people wanting to just admire the running water.

“I hope it’s okay,” Harry broke the silence as he stopped in front of the fountain and turned to look at you with an almost apologetic look. “I mean, I know it’s nothing like you’re used to, but—”

“Like I’m used to?” You question him, “Harry it’s fine, I don’t mind. Just because my family is rich doesn't mean I’m snotty and materialistic.” You laugh and sit on the stone surrounding the fountain. “I quite enjoy the simple things.”

Harry smiles at the ground and then moves to join you, looking around the area and then looking at you beside him. “Hermione told me to be prepared for anything, so I, well she, helped me pack some stuff into my pouch.” Without hesitating he takes out his coin pouch and pulls at the strings to rummage his hand inside it and pull out a picnic basket and a small stereo.

“Smart,” you compliment him, “I didn’t think of having backup.”

“Well it’s good that I was smart enough to do it.”

“Ha!” You snort “okay, sure. Because you thought of it.” You smirk. “But yeah, it’s good that one of us thought of it.”

Harry smiles and unpacks neatly wrapped food from the basket, placing it before the both of you and setting up the lunch as fancy as he could. It wasn’t the best set up, but he tried and that’s what counted. Plus not like the set up mattered, you both were so hungry that you just ate without caring of how it was placed. Time after that, time escaped the both of you, what had started as a bumpy start was soon turned to something out of your hands, you both talked and talked about anything and everything, you both just clicked and couldn’t get enough of each other. The music he played was low, but out of the picture, it was practically non existent.

Harry enjoyed hearing of your mischievous stories of your life in Durmstrang, they made him laugh and want to hear more, he enjoyed the way your eyes lit when you told them and the way your smile spread so widely on your face. Harry enjoyed that you liked to hear his own stories from his past adventures here in Hogwarts—or really reheard them because he had briefly explained them in the letters you both shared in the previous summer.

Regardless, Harry liked that you didn’t seem bored of the things he talked about, he liked making you laugh at the stupid jokes he remembered Ron telling Hermione, he enjoyed hearing your jokes that he much better than his. He just enjoyed that you didn’t seem as worried as before, that you showed the person he saw when you would hang out with the Weasley twins, and that you would show him in your letters.

Really nothing else in that moment mattered. There were no brands, no Voldemort, no scars, no death eaters, no talks of war, no secret plans, nothing but the both of you in that stolen moment.

“How did you think of coming here to do this?” You ask Harry as the sun began to lower into the horizon and the moon began to peek out, signaling the lanterns to begin to give some white hue to the plaza.

“I,” Harry began, “I don’t know. I knew Hermione had helped with backup, but coming here was just something I thought of at the spot.” He explained, but also lied because coming to this fountain was because of something he remembered seeing from a picture he had of his parents. He didn’t have them to give him advice on what to do on a date, but he tried to pick up something from their picture.

“Well I love this outcome much better than what we planned to do,” you reveal whilst you begin to repack everything back in the basket to get ready to head back to the castle.

“We should do it again.” Harry suggests earning your instant attention.

“Of course.” You reply, smiling and trying to hide the fact that you felt flustered. Nonetheless Harry and you pack everything up and leave the spot as it once was, standing up and slowly making your way back. “I had a lot of fun today. More than I've had in a long time.”

“I’m glad.” Harry said with a smile on his face, tilting his head so his eyes could meet yours. “I also had fun, and like I said before I want to have a second date if you want.”

“I'd love it.”

Slowly, and before you walk out of the small plaza, Harry’s fingers tangle with yours until he can slide his hand unders yours and interlock his fingers with yours, hiding his blush as he briefly looks down. Turning back to face you as he stopped the both of you to pull you close to him. “I wanted to ask if you would want to come to my first game next week?”

“I was already planning to,” you say, not being able to help your eyes from falling on his lips before you picked them up to notice his eyes wander below your eye line. “I’ll try to be the loudest in the crowd so you can notice me.”

Harry chuckles softly and nods slowly, “okay, but I know that I’ll notice you even if you’re the quietest.”

Your cheeks begin to burn hotter and you feel as if you’re breath hitches. The corner of your lips tug into a smile and just as you were about to catch your breath, suddenly Harry’s lips crash onto yours and you’re frozen again. Your eyes close, but your body is frozen for a few seconds that he shares his first kiss with you. You can’t react until he pulls away and you’re quietly looking at one other, unable to think of words.

Not like you had any, the sound of your heart hammering in your chest did all the talking. The one thing you could think of doing was lifting your hands to slowly cup his cheeks, letting your eyes glance at his lips before you felt a rush to pull him in for another kiss. This time knowing what to do, this time letting your mind process every feeling; the warmth of his wet lips against yours, the feeling of his smooth cheek underneath your fingerstips, the feeling of those same fingers sliding to the back of his head to pull him closer to deepen the kiss and move in sync with him. Feeling a rush of excitement speed up your already fast beating heart, feeling your lips curl to a smile as you kissed Harry. Feeling butterflies flutter in your stomach, and the heat in your cheeks rise until the moment you both pull away and offer one another a sweet, and happy smile.

Nothing was said, but you both thought that this should’ve happened sooner.

Regardless though, like the date you had, this was a happy moment and you both stayed in that bliss state on your way back to the castle grounds. Feeling as if nothing could disrupt that until the sight of the dark night, and the lights lit in the lonely castle halls reminded you of your other plan today with Draco.

“Oh damn,” you mutter as you pull your hand away from Harry’s. “I’m going to have to part ways here, I forgot I needed to finish something for a class,” you try your best to lie while you already begin to walk to your destination inside the castle halls. “I’ll talk with you tomorrow?”

“Uh, yeah.” Harry has no choice but to say out loud as he watches you move away.

Without another explanation, and one last smile you hastily turn the hall and hurry to your meet up location. Hearing Draco already begin to nag in your ear, actually dreading having to meet up with him, but having...no choice.

And when you finally see him, he’s waiting for you with an angry scowl on his face that you try to hold yourself back from turning around and going to the main hall for dinner.

“You’re late.” He remarks.

“Yeah, I know, I’m sorry,” you quickly shoot as you begin walking to your next spot. “I got caught up.”

Draco falls by your side and stays quiet, just keeping his scowl, but he then had to be nosy. “You smell,” he sniffs you, “like cheap guy perfume. Where were you?”

You scoff and feel your eyebrows pinch together as you retort. “Where it doesn’t concern you.”

“Who were you with?” He demands.

Your eyes slide to him and you shoot him a pointed look and stay quiet. Draco scoffs and rolls his eyes, going with the inclination to stay quiet but continuing to pester. “Are you dating someone? Is it really the smartest choice right now?”

You sigh and stop to face him and just answer with avoided truths. “Let’s not focus on that at the moment, we need to figure out our plan.”

Draco’s eyes glance at the halls and then he looks at you with a glare, grabbing your arm and dragging you to the appearing door that would lead to the room of requirement. He didn’t talk until he knew you were safely inside the room. “Don’t be talking about that so loud in the halls!” He sneers.

“Right,” you sigh, “regardless, do you have it?”

Draco let’s go of your arm and pulls out a simple slim black box that contains the cursed opal necklace.

“Good,” you mumble, feeling the energy between the two of you shift into something much heavier. “If what we plan goes well, the necklace will….”

“...kill Dumbledore.” Draco finishes for you, mirroring the somber frown that had replaced the bright smile on your lips.

“Right,” you whisper. “It will kill Dumbledore.”

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