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shootingcookielover · 5 months ago

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Yeah alright let's see how this lil villain!donald au shakes out, shall we? Prologue here if you're interested lol (it'll provide some, probably needed, context)

(i still need a name for this au urghhhh)

New one-shot/chapter whatever under the cut

Too good to be true. That was all Dewey thought as he sank into the backseat of the car, arms crossed, pout twisting his beak. His brothers similarly displayed their disappointment, though Huey seemed quite nervous for some reason.

Louie was leaning against the door, head placed on his hand as he stared through the car’s window.

“I’m glad I got to you before anything could happen.”, Donald was saying, adjusting the car’s mirror to look back at his nephews. “And you don’t have to worry! I’ll make sure nothing that dangerous happens to you again.”

Dewey muttered “Great…”, under his breath, tone sarcastic, while Louie let out a long, disappointed breath.

“Yup.”, was Huey’s contribution, hands tightly clasping his seatbelt. “Never again! That was way too dangerous! Why would we wanna do that again? Hahahaha!”

Even through his own emotional turmoil, Dewey noted that his brother was behaving oddly. He looked over, finding that Huey was sweating with anxiety, but when they made eyecontact, the red triplet only mouthed “Later.”.

The blue triplet glanced over to Louie, but he was still looking out the window. Most likely lamenting the loss of his future inheritance.

Donald, meanwhile, was frowning in the front seat. His hands clenched around the wheel as he took a turn. His eyes flickered over to glance at his boys once more.

Huey’s disposition screamed trauma and Donald couldn’t blame him. Adventures weren’t for the faint of heart, and while the red triplet had always excelled at being a Junior Woodchuck, anything more intense than a family cook-out would generally send him spiralling.

And now Scrooge had taken him on an adventure – to Atlantis! Where they’d probably faced deathtraps and monsters and… well, they’d definitely faced Glomgold.

Donald grimaced. Facing that guy tended to leave one with burns and tinnitus, all thanks to his fable for bombs. Or shark bites.

He’d have to take the day off tomorrow, to make sure his nephews were fine and wouldn’t face any long-term consequences from this excursion. Director Bradford would understand; he was the one who’d informed Donald of Scrooge’s little adventure, after all.

Even after Della disappeared, he risked her sons in exactly the same way---

The car came to an abrupt halt, surprising even Donald himself, even though he was the driver. He blinked a couple of times, finding that he'd driven back to the houseboat easily enough. Still, he shouldn’t make zoning out like that a habit; it was dangerous.

“Alright, boys, let’s go.”

-+-+-

“Guys!”

“What?!”

Huey was smiling. Dewey didn’t understand why. What was there to smile about?!

They’d just been banned from ever hanging out with their unquestionably coolest relative ever, and were expected to be grateful for it! As if exploring Atlantis wasn’t the most exciting, awesome thing they’d ever done in their lives!

But nooooo, uncle Donald was too concerned about their safety. Pfff.

Sure, he’d always distrusted Scrooge – had always talked about him caring more for money than family, being too reckless, untrustworthy – but uncle Scrooge had saved Dewey from several deathtraps! And he’d trusted Dewey to recognize the mechanism behind the trap in the main treasure chamber!

And---

Was Huey pulling a Walkie Talkie out of his hat?!

“I smuggled a Walkie Talkie out of the mansion so we can talk to Webby!”

“You did what?!”, exclaimed Louie, that sentence alone enough to pull him out of his stupor. His eyes widened as he stared at the Walkie Talkie.

Then his attention slid upwards, narrowing as he returned Huey’s anxiously happy gaze. “Who are you and what did you do to Huey?!”

The red triplet let out a nervous laugh, averting his eyes. “Well, Webby kinda shoved it into my hands while we were going through the ruins of Atlantis and I was supposed to give it back to her but then uncle Donald showed up and I totally forgot.”

“That makes more sense.”, Louie admitted as he leaned in to expect the device. “You think it has enough reach to get to the mansion?”

“Only one way to find out!”, Dewey exclaimed, grabbing the Walkie from Huey. “Webby? Can you hear me?”

There was a tense moment of silence, each triplet staring down at the Walkie Talkie in anticipation. But nothing happened.

Dewey groaned and threw the device aside. “Of course it doesn’t work, we’ll be stuck in this stupid boat with no friends until the end of our lives.”

“I’ll become a crazy old cat guy.”, Louie muttered, expression slipping back into despondence.

Huey rubbed his shoulder, feeling bad to have given his brothers hope only for it to immediately shatter into nothing. He went over to pick the Walkie Talkie up, where Dewey had thrown it. “Maybe there’s something in the Guidebook about extending it's range…?”, he said, though it came out more like a question.

A sudden crackle of static filled the room.

Everyone’s attention snapped to the Walkie in Huey’s hand.

“Dewey?! Is that you?!”

The blue triplet was at his brother’s side in an instant, shouting into the Walkie Talkie. “Webby! You can hear us!”

-+-+-

“Are you sure about this, boys? Maybe we should just have a quiet day in. I can still call in sick at work…”

“It’s fine, uncle Donald. This is exactly what we need, now, something nice and familiar! We’ll be fine, you’ll see.”, Louie smiled, the expression purposely comforting.

Dewey was giving double thumbs-up in the back, while Huey kept stealing glances at the building behind them.

“Besides, what’s a safer place for us than Funso’s? We’ve been here dozens of times!”

Donald sighed, finally relenting. “…Fine. I gave Huey some money for food and if there’s any trouble – any whatsoever! – You call me and I’ll come pick you up, okay?”

Louie nodded. “Of course! Thank you, uncle Donald.”

The adult nodded, pulling at his tie once more as he turned. Before he actually got back into the car, however, he leaned down to Louie, expression serious. “Keep an eye on Dewey for me?”

The green triplet gave a grave nod. “Always do, uncle Donald.”

That wasn’t entirely true; it was a responsibility shared between him and Huey, generally, but Donald knew that well enough. He nodded. “Alright. Bye, boys! See you later!”

The car drove off and Dewey shouted with excitement. “Let’s go!”

“Why are we sneaking behind uncle Donald’s back for this, again? He’s always so worried about us, making a friend should be a positive, shouldn’t it?”, Huey was evidently having second thoughts, wringing his hands, gaze darting around anxiously.

“You’re kidding, right?”, Louie responded, grabbing Huey’s arm and pulling him after Dewey toward Funzo’s. “Any other friend, sure, maybe, but this is Webby we’re talking about. He’ll spend one minute in her presence and decide she’s too adventurous for us.”

He stopped, glancing around to make sure Dewey was out of earshot as he leaned in and whispered, “You know he barely tolerates us hanging around Dewey. You think he’ll be okay with Webby?”

The red triplet sighed. “I know, I know, I’m just… Ugh, I hate lying to uncle Donald.”

“You get used to it.”, Louie assured, giving Huey a semi-comforting pat on the back.

“GUYS!”

Suddenly, there were arms thrown around their shoulders and an excitable duckling was pushing herself between them. “Oh my gosh I can’t believe you asked to meet me outside after everything! This is the best! I brought everything we could possibly need – I have a grappling hook and heat vision goggles and---”

“Woah, hey, Webby, calm down.”, Louie interrupted, extricating himself from the hug. “You won’t need all that!”

“Oh, I’m just so excited!”, she gasped, eyes catching on Dewey who’d come back outside to check on where his brothers were. “Dewey!”

And she ran off to tackle him, too, into a hug.

Louie gestured at the display, one eyebrow raised. “You see what I mean?”

Huey sighed. “Yeah, yeah, I get it. Now come on, we gotta show her the ropes before she and Dewey burn the place down.”

-+-+-

“Wh- you took them down by yerselves?”, Scrooge exclaimed, looking the scene over. Beakley had walked over to Webby, proudly giving her granddaughter some headpats.

“Yep!”, Dewey answered, wide grin on his beak. “You should have seen us! It was awesome!”

“Though, honestly, most of the credit should go to Webby. She was leading around Ma Beagle like a champion!”, Huey added.

“No, shhhh, it was all us!”, Louie interrupted, before leaning in close to his brother, “Maybe he’ll give us a reward! You wanna split that four ways?”

The glare Huey sent was quickly answered by an innocent raise of Louie’s hands. “What? She has a grandma! I’m sure she’ll get a reward from her!”

The talking was abruptly cut off as a single, incensed voice echoed through Funso’s. “What’s going on here?!”

“Ah, phooey.”, everyone sighed under their breath, as Donald stomped his way over.

His expression was furious, which meant he’d most likely already made up his mind about what had happened here, and there was little anyone could do to change it. The triplets knew the look well.

Dewey ducked behind Huey. He was definitely getting grounded.

“I told you to leave them alone!”, Donald yelled, to everyone’s surprise, at Scrooge.

“The lads were kidnapped by the Beagle Boys!”, the trillionaire responded, anger creeping into his voice as well, “What, you want me to leave the wee ones whenever they call for help?!”

“Well if you hadn’t taken them to Atlantis the Beagle Boys would never have known them!”

“The lads were practically begging me to go adventuring with them! I’d have had to be heartless to leave them behind!”

“Oh, so now you’re concerned about being heartless?!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“You know exactly what it means!”

“The spear of Selene was not---!”

“GUYS!”

Silence, everyone’s gazes settled on Huey who shrunk a bit into himself at the excess amount of attention. “Uh, I just, maybe we should stop fighting…?”

Donald sighed. “…fine. Whatever. He knows what I think of him.”, he glared at his uncle as he turned around.

“Now, come on boys. We’re going home.”

Two dejected ducklings moved to follow their uncle, but the third glanced up at the man who had given him the most amazing adventure ever, the man who’d run half-way across town to save them from being kidnapped, with nobody but his housekeeper as back-up. He looked over at Webby, who’s face had sunk into dejected sadness, who’d never gone out of the mansion until she’d met the triplets. The first true friend they’d made outside of each other.

And he said, “No.”

Donald stopped, flinched unnoticeably, but turned around. Faced Dewey with an expression that would have made the duckling wither in fear were he not flanked by somebody who’d saved his life no less than three times.

“What was that?”

“I said no. I’m not going back home with you.”

“Dewey—“, Huey began, but the blue triplet cut him off with a decisive shake of his head.

“You’ve only ever told us that uncle Scrooge is a terrible, selfish person, but the only terrible, selfish person I see is you.”, Louie sucked in a surprised gasp of air, “He saved my life! All our lives! And he didn’t even yell at us afterwards! These past two days were the most amazing of my entire life! I’m not letting you ruin that!”

Silence hung between them, even as Donald tried to string together a response.

He was beaten to it by Louie. “He… has a point, uncle Donald…”, a disbelieving glare, a hurt thing that wanted to return pain as much as it received, was turned on the green triplet. He shrunk back into himself, averted his eyes, but kept talking. “You’ve never trusted us to do anything more than spend an afternoon at Funso’s. You ground us anytime we do anything – or anytime anyone says we did anything, even though we didn’t! And that’s…”, he trailed off, shrinking further into himself. He didn’t know why he’d started talking. He didn’t know why he kept talking. But maybe, just maybe, he was sick of being treated like a fragile thing, yet also as though he were a delinquent. Maybe he was sick of the treatment, of the miniscule amount of time the triplets had ever spent away from the houseboat.

He met Donald’s eyes again, something that was almost resolve shining in his eyes. “That’s not okay.”

He stepped back, just enough to end up beside Scrooge. He was greeted by an unexpected touch to his shoulder.

When he glanced up, his uncle was giving him a soft smile. “It’s alright, lad.”

Louie didn’t quite feel like that, he felt like crying, but he gave a shallow nod.

There was only one triplet still stood between Scrooge and Donald, one triplet who had surprise scribbled over his expression, surprise and uncertainty.

“Huey?”, Donald asked, voice barely above a whisper. His expression had shut off, not at all displaying the emotions burning away inside.

“I…”, the red triplet began, but his voice died in his throat as he glanced between his brothers and his uncle.

He itched to pull out the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook, as if it contained any sort of answer to this situation. As a shield against the amount of eyes that lay on him, awaiting his decision. His skin crawled under his feathers.

He’d never gone against uncle Donald’s rules – not really. He had rarely been punished, especially not as severely as his brothers. The most he ever got was a week-long grounding, while Dewey at points had received entire months.

Not that being grounded was particularly different from normal, but still. He’d never been locked into their room, or been disallowed to attend dinner – having to eat away from their family – for any of his transgressions. He’d seen it in his brothers, of course, had seen them heaped with punishments that only ended up pushing them further toward misbehavior, but—

He’d always reasoned that it was that way because of how they’d acted. That, if they could just listen, could just stop misbehaving – like Huey, if they could just act like Huey – then everything would be fine.

But they couldn’t do that. They never could. They weren’t him, and no punishment could ever make them be him.

Huey’s gaze flickered from Donald to Scrooge, to his brothers, to the floor at his feet.

Uncle Scrooge had understood that after spending two days with them.

How could uncle Donald not, after raising them for ten years?

Huey’s hands balled into fists. He reached up, pulled out the meagre allowance their uncle had given him for lunch. He made eye-contact with Donald as he threw the money at him.

“Sorry, uncle Donald.”

He stepped back, felt reassured when Louie and Dewey each wrapped a hand around his.

-+-+-

The next day found the newly formed family stomping through snow, hiking gear loaded on their backs, ready to make it all the way up to the top of Mount Neverrest.

Well, all except Louie. The green triplet had looked quite put out when Scrooge had mentioned there was no treasure to be found on this adventure. “Why did I even come along…”, he muttered, kicking a pebble on the ascent.

“You know, you don’t have to come if ye don’t want to.”, his uncle remarked, watching the disappointed duckling trotting behind their group.

Louie stopped, eyes widening. “Wait, really?”, then his expression fell, “Ugh, you want me to wait in the plane, don’t you? No, I’d rather climb a mountain, actually.”

“In the plane?”, Scrooge echoed, a genuinely puzzled expression decorating his face. “I mean, only if you want to. I thought more along the lines of drinking hot cocoa in the town, until we return.”

Louie’s eyes widened again.

Before he could say anything else, Huey spoke up. “Isn’t that incredibly unsafe?”, he questioned, “Being all alone? In a foreign town?”

“Ach,”, Scrooge responded, waving the concerns away with one hand, “It’s a tourist town, everyone here speaks english. The crime rate here is incredibly low and besides, Louie already stole my credit card. I’m sure he could pay off a couple of criminals until we return and hunt them down to get my money back.”

The green triplet tensed. “Oh, he, you know about that.”

“It’s alright, lad.”, Scrooge assured, before a somewhat serious expression overtook his face, “Though please don’t overdo it with the purchases, alright? We already have way too much junk with all the equipment Launchpad bought.”

“You’ll thank me when we’re not dying of ice fever!”, said pilot replied, giving a thumbs-up.

“Sooo… I can really stay in the town? Unsupervised?”, Louie asked, just to be safe, voice somewhere on the edge of uncertainty.

“’Course, lad! I trust ye, besides, we’ll be back before sundown.”

The green triplet ran forward and hugged his uncle, before throwing off his climbing equipment and taking off toward the town.

Scrooge shook his head fondly. “Never seen a lad that age so concerned with safety. What’s up with that?”

Huey shrugged.

Dewey responded: “Oh, it’s cause uncle Donald never let us do anything on our own and whenever we did do anything on our own we’d get grounded or something and now we have a crippling fear of--- hey, Webby, no, we’re not far enough up yet!”, the blue triplet ran over to where Webby had planted her sled in the snow. “Maximum opportune moment!”

“Ah.”, Scrooge said, blinking a couple of times, “I see.”

--+---+--+---+--

Yeah. :D

Louie, after their confrontation with Donald, to Huey: Okay, but did you have to give him back the money?

#ducktales #dt17 #dt17 au #villain donald #huey dewey and louie

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twstwonderlandstuff · 3 years ago

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gotcha. (a Valencia Karasu fic.)

summary: the music club finds out about valie's not-so-secret secret.

Valencia cross dresses, so I'll be using he/him pronouns!

also, look!!! banner!!!

"you look at him like he hung the moon and stars." Lilia teases softly, nudging an embarrassed Valie.

"URGHHHH AM I THAT OBVIOUS?!"

"fortunately."

"URGHHHH I'm literally SO done..." the prefect wails, hiding his head with his hands. "silver totally knows OHMYGOD...."

"to think that my cute junior would be into the stoic types... I never would've guessed!" cater teases, eyeing valie with a smirk.

"IN OTOME GAMES, NOT IRL!" valie argues, squeezing his hands together. "but like come ON, can you blame me he's like so GRR, you know?! so MMPH and UGHH..."

"oh, no wonder you're always staring at him!" Kalim quips, dragging valie down even more.

"...welp, if Kalim knows, silver sure as hell know- oh fuck, oh shit, god damn it-" he curses, curling into a ball. " out of my like, 10 crushes, this one, this one's not gonna work out man, like," he gestures towards himself. "I am a fucking BUG compared to silver I-"

valie raises his hands. "it's not even worth confessing at this point God damn it..."

"confessing to what?" a familiar (and currently unwanted) voice asks.

"oh."

"my."

"seven."

each if the music club members exclaim in turn, leaving valie to look up... and regret to do so.

there stands silver, in all his princely glory looking confused and amused. "did you do something?"

silence reigns between the 4 club members, even as silver gestures to Lilia in a worried fashion.

Kalim jumps when valie stands up abruptly, looking absolutely horrified, quickly dashing towards the door.

"wait, valie-!" Kalim is quick to follow, leaving cater, Lilia and silver to exchange looks.

"cay-cay's gotta take care of his juniors, so bye bye~☆" with a wink and a wave, he's gone.

"...father, what was that... f-father?" silver's tone grows concerned as he noticed lilia's shoulder beginning to waver, a sign he connects to...

"BAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA-!" a burst of unbridled joy from Lilia.

"oh, how exciting~!" Lilia cackles, affectionately pinching silver's cheeks. "you have naught to worry, son. something interesting happened, that's all~"

he disappears in a mist of green and seconds later, silver hears an echo of an embarrassed cry from the prefect.

should he...? no, if the prefect wants to keep it secret, then so be it. although, silver must admit, he finds himself curious of the affair.

'ill ask him later.' silver concludes, steeling his resolve. 'later.'

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #cater diamond #kalim al asim #valencia karasu #twst x oc #twisted wonderland x oc #stuff hits the fan #HAHAHA GE TFUCKING PUNKED VALIE #they proceed to lovingly bully valie #and gets introduced to her sib fest of a love life LMAO #pt. 2 maybe?#OC shipping loee lets goooo

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buggy-d-hoe · 4 years ago

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“ we stopped trying. ” for dradella. cute ship name

Hi Anonymous! Glad you like the ship name! My little cousin gave them that, so I can’t take all the credit.

Hmmm, let me see what can I do with this. This is completely AU and in no relation to the story! This is just torture for me and urghhhh, I need to crawl back into bed and hide under the covers TT_TT

“We need to break up.”

Adella didn’t know when she fell out of love with Draco. She couldn’t pinpoint when he began to slip through her fingers. If it was when they were younger, she would’ve grabbed hold of him, begging to hold on and that they would make it. Now, years later, ��she stood idly by, watching as he fell through the very spaces he used to hold dearly.

She knew Draco had felt the same way, but stayed due to obligation. The promise of ‘I will never break your heart’ was the glue that tried to delay the inevitable, but it wasn’t enough.

It wasn’t a secret that the end was upon them: the ‘I love you’s’ grew more infrequent, the gentle touches turned into shying away from one another, and the once passionate nights were now spent with their backs turned to each other, staring into the dark and praying for sleep to take over.

“I don’t want to feel this way anymore,” Adella whispered, running a hand through her hair, biting on her lower lip to quell the tears from falling.

Draco sat motionless across from her, his head in his hands, and completely drained. He eventually looked up and met Adella’s eyes.

“I just wanted to love you, but I don’t know what happened,” she uttered, her voice struggling with every word. Adella was beginning to shake, restraining herself from breaking down. She didn’t want to lose it in front of him, in fear of returning only because she wasn’t strong enough to leave.

Draco remained silent, watching as Adella fought to compose herself. He sighed and leaned back, staring up at the ceiling. “I did love you Della, but where did it go wrong?”

Adella let out a long sigh. “We just stopped trying.”

He nodded as the realization hit him. “We did, didn’t we?” There was a time where they would’ve fought for each other, finding any reason to remain together, but now, there was nothing. They looked at each other in silence before he spoke again. “We just...stopped.”

That was all it took for the tears to fall. Adella hung her head low and quietly wept. Draco wanted to reach out and hold her, but he resisted the temptation. He was afraid he would never let go once he did. He remained there, looking at the ground, facing the bitter reality of their relationship. The sound of Adella’s sobs paired with the quiet ticks of the clock as it slowly counted down to the end.

#asks #oc: adella benson #fic: resplendence #dradella #draco malfoy #harry potter oc #thanks Anonymous for hurting my soul #excuse me I need to yeeeeeet myself to bed #crying myself to sleep

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ginger-and-mint · 7 years ago

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How about ficlet where a nice vampire and his human boyfriend spend the night in the estate of an Enemy Vampire Hunter to allay his suspicions about them...which includes the poor, underfed vampire having to finish an immense meal of human food. He remains calm, eats everything, gives no sign of discomfort, and walks with his boyfriend back to their room, where he collapses on the bed because his poor belly isn't used to holding solid food and the boyfriend comforts him.

So I’ve decided that this is the same vampire from this thing I wrote before. His name is now Theo(dore).

Here’s some hasty backstory for him:

shortly after being turned, he was taken in by a group called the Coven, who taught him how to survive as a vampire.

the Coven’s schtick is that rather than exsanguinating random innocents, they create hit lists of people who’ve committed crimes and their members prey exclusively from this list as a form of vigilante justice.

eventually something happens which sours Theo to acting as judge, jury, and executioner and he leaves the Coven.

around the same time (possibly relatedly? idk yet) he meets Darren, who becomes his boyfriend

now he’s sort of living in the shadows, hiding from the Coven and other people who want to kill him, ‘cause being a lone vampire is dangerous….

CW: mentions of blood-drinking (implied to be fatal) and nausea.

Theo knew she was a vampire hunter. It was neither ignorance nor stupidity that got him to the point where he was sitting at her dining table with a fake smile plastered on his temporarily-defanged face.

The whole Coven had been terrified of her. After all, she was like something straight out of primetime TV—a successful lawyer living in a beautiful suburban home with her husband and three golden retrievers. She volunteered with underprivileged kids, made generous annual donations to the local animal shelter, and in her spare time, she tracked down vampires and killed them dead.

“If anyone in this city’s gonna kill you, it’s Selena Chang,” one of Theo’s old Coven buddies had once said. “She’s ruthless. She worms her way into your social sphere and flips the lid on your coffin, so to speak. She’s so bad that if she started tracking you tomorrow, you’d be out of the Coven until you could shake her. If you could shake her.”

“Shit, really?” Theo had said. “What would I do?”

“You’d figure something out. Or not.” A toothy grin. “The only thing you can do is convince her you’re not a vampire. Ignore her and she’ll stake you in your sleep. Try to reason with her and she’ll sweetly agree to let you go, and then stake you in your sleep. Basically, one wrong move and you’re dead meat.”

Theo had thought about that a lot since leaving the Coven. One of his small comforts was that he didn’t have much of a social sphere these days, unless you counted the late-night clerk at the corner shop where he regularly went to buy ground beef and aspirin. But he’d forgotten about Darren.

Darren still had a normal life. He didn’t think twice when a friendly new face showed up at his aerobics class and struck up a conversation. One evening, Theo had gone over to Darren’s place and found the face of his nightmares sitting on his boyfriend’s sofa with a glass of blood-red wine.

She had invited them over for dinner a week later. “My husband loves to cook. He’ll be delighted to have guests.”

“That’s kind of you, but um… the buses stop running your way pretty early,” Theo had said nervously. “And we, uh, we don’t have a car.”

“Oh, that’s no trouble,” she’d said with a smile. “You can stay the night in our guest room. We have plenty of space.”

And that’s how Theo had ended up staring down a plate mounded high with vegetarian lasagna, steamed broccoli, and creamy mashed potatoes. There was a big basket of rolls on the table and chocolate cake had been promised for dessert.

It was probably delicious. From the look on Darren’s face, the smell must’ve been irresistible. But Theo’s body reacted to it as though he were looking at a plate of spare car parts. No water in his mouth. No desire in his guts. Just a vague nauseous hunger. He’d sucked as much juice as he could from a packet of cheap ground beef that morning, but that’d been like a drop in an empty, empty bucket.

“Well, everyone,” said Selena Chang with an impenetrable smile, “dig in!”

Theo put a lump of lasagna in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. It felt like a pebble dropping into his stomach, but he sighed and smiled as though it had been delicious.

Everything was packed with garlic, of course. There were whole cloves of it in the lasagna and the potatoes had been whipped with garlic butter. Garlic wasn’t gonna kill him, but it wasn’t gonna make him feel very good either. He’d learned that very soon after he’d been bitten, when he’d woken up in the middle of the night ravaged by bloodthirst. At the time he’d mistaken it for desperate hunger and so he’d dug some garlic bread out of the freezer and devoured the whole thing. God, he’d never been so sick.

From the way his stomach was starting to feel, he guessed today would probably smash that record. But Selena Chang was staring him down and he wasn’t ready to die yet.

So he smiled and talked and ate and hurt and hurt and hurt.

- - -

As soon as the guest room door shut behind them, Theo collapsed backwards onto the bed, groaning.

“Are you okay?” Darren asked.

“Urghhhh. No.” Theo wrapped an arm over his stomach. “I can’t believe I got everything down, ugh. Feels like I’ve eaten rocks.”

“That was a lot of food. Even I’ve got a bit of a bellyache from it. Those potatoes were heavy. And that cake was—”

“Oh god, shut up. Ughhh. I need—I can’t—can you—?”

“Of course.” Darren pushed Theo’s hands away and unfastened the belt he was struggling with.

Theo groaned as his belly surged outward. It felt more like a nauseous wave rolling through his stomach than a relief. “Ohhhh, god… d’you think she’ll stake me through the heart if I puke all over her guest room?”

“Probably. Just for ruining these fabulous Egyptian cotton sheets.” Darren sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked Theo’s hair. “You did so good back there.”

“Yeah? You think I convinced her?”

“Absolutely. I almost believed you were having the best meal of your life. You didn’t look uncomfortable at all.”

“Huh. Guess I’m better actor than my high school drama teacher gave me credit for…. Oh my god, I feel so sick! Like I’m stuffed full of garbage.” Theo put a hand to the side of his belly. It was swollen. Nothing compared to how full and round it used to look after he’d had a proper feeding, but that was a different kind of swollen than this nauseous, achy misery. That was a wonderful, contented, satiated sort of swollenness….

He dropped his voice to a whisper. “I want blood.”

Darren put his hand over Theo’s, gently rubbing the bloated belly. “You want to put more into this thing?”

“I could fit a couple raw steaks in there. God, I really could.” Theo had to swallow the saliva that had filled his mouth. His stomach gurgled—stuffed full and yet still so, so hungry….

Darren stared down at him, eyes soft. “Theo… if you need to, you know I’d let you—”

“No way. I already took from you last week, I’m not gonna—”

“But I’d let you.”

“No. You need it more than I do.” He paused, taking a quick breath. “I can’t, anyway. My stomach is upset as hell and if I puke blood under this roof, I’m as good as dead.”

Darren’s fingers slipped down from Theo’s belly to one of his jutting hipbones. They slowly traced up to where his ribs were showing through his skin.

“You need a proper meal,” he said quietly. “I can see you wasting away. You can’t survive on beef drippings and a pint or two from me every other week.”

“Yeah, well, what I am supposed to do? Climb through a window and drain the nearest helpless virgin? If I take anyone from the Coven’s hit list, they’ll find me, and you know I don’t want to be like them anymore—”

“I know.” Darren slipped down to lie on the bed next to Theo. “We’ll figure something out.”

“If I murder any more people, I’d deserve a stake through the heart! I can’t let myself—”

“Theo! We’ll figure something out! Okay?”

Theo shut his mouth. He briefly considered the word we and what a beautiful, wonderful word it was.

“But we’re not gonna figure out anything out tonight, are we?” Darren went on.

Theo cleared his throat. “Maybe we could figure out how to settle a stomach that hasn’t handled any solid food in over a year?”

Darren carefully pushed up Theo’s shirt and planted a kiss on the crest of his churning belly. “There. Did that make you feel better?”

Theo let out a short, painful laugh. “Try a hand on my belly and a kiss on my mouth,” he said, and he sighed as Darren obliged.

#this one's real long ooopsss #where did this vague semblance of plot come from #stuffing #stomachache #requests #anon #i made this #Theo #Darren

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loona-straightgirlsclub · 7 years ago

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Haseul: do you think Lip’s butt is hot?

JinSoul: yah, totally

Haseul: ... what?

JS: what? You asked me.

Haseul: that was a test, and you failed.

JS: failed what!?

Haseul: i’m 1000% sure you’re not straight.

JS: what??? Straight girls can comment nice things about other girls’ butts! It’s courtesy!

Haseul: honey you need to come clean with yourself

JS: you can’t just assume that I’m un-straight after my one nice comment!

Haseul: oh honey I think we’ve gathered enough clues.

JS: we???

Haseul: yeah, literally everyone else but you. We work together.

JS: ... should I feel betrayed?

Haseul: look. We’re helping you to feel comfortable about your true self.

JS: i’m straight. Straight as fuck. Straight as an arrow. Straight as a dick. Love dicks. I love dicks.

Haseul: *sighs* suit yourself

JS: omg we totally missed the point of why I’m calling you here because of Lip’s butt! FUCK YOU LIP!

Kim Lip: (distantly) I can’t hear you! *stops for a second* And I’m gay!

Haseul: urgh, why do you want more members? I just joined 2 weeks ago!

JS: we need a bigger community!

Haseul: i don’t understand! What are we even doing in this club!

JS: we gossip, we hang out, we talk about boys-

Haseul: literally no one does that here

JS: urghhhh i need more friends! And I’m sure there are kids who haven’t had a club to join, which is going to lower their community point in their report

Haseul: alright, have you had anyone in mind?

JS: well, no, that’s why we need to find them!

Haseul: and why didn’t you ask Choerry or Lip instead?

JS: i feel like you have this scouting ability

Haseul: ... tru... let’s go

JS: haha! Let’s find us some straight girls!

(An hour later)

JS: WHY ARE THERE SO MANY GAYS IN THIS SCHOOL?

Haseul: deal with it.

JS: wait, what is that?

Haseul: ... a poster... of a picture of... YOU? Kissing Vivi? Gosh, Soul, when did that happen?

JS: urgh has anyone heard of privacy!? I feel offended.

Haseul: Soul, this was taken in the hallway, there are people crowded in this picture.

JS: look, it also says...

Haseul: ‘Straight Girls Club is like, weird and not straight, don’t join them’

JS: L-O-L, this hater needs to work on their insult game, becaus-

Yves: nice kiss, you boobs snatcher.

JS: so it was you.

Yves: no, i know nothing about that poster, but i appreciate anyone who made that.

JS: yeah so I’m fucking Vivi, so what?

Yves: ... you realized you just said a scandalous thing I never asked?

JS: so what?

Yves: ... you realized I’d been luring you to say something similar to that?

JS: ... so what?

Yves: ... you realized i’ve been recording you saying that?

JS: ...

Yves: *pulls out phone* and... sent. Ciao! *runs away*

JS: BITCH! YOU COME BACK HERE IMME-

The school’s sound system: *echoes* I’m fucking Vivi, so what? I’m fucking Vivi, so what? I’m fucking Vivi, so what? I’m fucking Viv-

JS: OH COME ON!

Haseul: wait, do you know what that means?

JS: THAT I’M FUCKING VIVI? YEAH I KNOW THAT THANKS A LOT

Haseul: no, that Yves is working with someone else to sabotage us. She sent the recording to someone and they played it through the school’s sound system.

JS: we need to find that bitch.

Haseul: fast.

#loonastraightgirlsclub #loona #idalui sonyeo #straightgirlsclub #kim lip #jinsoul #haseul #yves

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Harry Potter and the Cursed Child: Sunday 23rd April, 2017.

Today was a full circle moment for me as I was sat in the exact same seat I did for my very first show. I had to laugh because people always ask me how I’m not bored of it yet but as I sat there in that small squeaky seat, with my stomach full of butterflies and my face aching from all the smiling, I can honestly say this show was just as magical the seventh time as it was the first ♥︎

Oh and before I start, I just want to say that today’s part two was one of the best performances I’ve seen from Anthony. He’s always a delight to watch but today he was something else. I’m so glad I scraped the empty barrel that is now my bank account to see him again!

ACT ONE

Act One, Scene Two

“Watch out for the Thestrals” - James draped his robe over Lily’s head as he said the line in a teasing, spooky voice. I love that he’s successfully annoying both his siblings up at the same time. From one eldest child to another, *double high five*.

Act One, Scene Three

“I mean - father-son issues, I have them” - Albus was smiling at Scorpius pretty much from the get go, but when he got to this line he turned slightly away from Scorpius (and towards the audience) and his face broke into this big grin as he giggled. That line really tickled him today.

“Wow” - Albus made the loudest, happiest sound. I think it was a ‘wow’? He was so ecstatic I couldn’t really tell. It’s amazing how childlike he sounds when he does this. It’s adorable.

Act One, Scene Four

Albus wasn’t happy with his sorting at all. He looked a little lost. Then Scorpius said his, “you can stand next to me” line (double thumbs up and all), and Albus turned round to him and finally smiled as he moved closer. I really love Scorpius in this moment. While everyone else is judging and mocking him (and who knows what’s running through his own head), Scorpius makes it ok. It reminds me of what Ginny says to Harry later on. How no one would talk to her but then he offered to play exploding snap? It’s a small thing to offer, a game or someone to stand next to, but it makes life seem bearable again.

“Albus Potter, the Slytherin Squib” - He sang this in a really horrible teasing kind of manner today.

“I’ve got a friend, Scorpius, and I know you don’t like him but he’s all I need” - Harry ran his hands through his hair and sighed at this so it’s clearly an ongoing issue between them : (

Also, this was my first time seeing James Howard on as Draco! But more on that later…

Act One, Scene Seven

I’ve mentioned this before but I love watching how softly Albus moves in the previous scene and in the beginning of this one. It’s like he’s purposely trying to be as delicate as possible and make no noise. Which I guess he is in the previous scene but in this one? It’s like he just wants to sit in his room and wallow in silence...

*cough* I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist *cough*

Albus was trying so hard not to cry after Harry said that line. His voice was so close to breaking : (

Act One, Scene Ten

“Tada!” - I love the robe swish he does with this!

“You know how I like to… get on early. Stops people staring. Shouting.” - He turned away from Albus and really kicked the trunk (which is the ‘seat’) as he said this. He usually sounds resigned to the fact it happens but today there was some anger in his tone.

Albus looks like he gives good hugs. He really wraps his arms round Scorpius and rests his head on him and closes his eyes. He takes every second of it in. I want one.

“Hogwarts ahoy!” - Scorpius salutes Albus after he said this. He usually does this but still… what a dork.

No “ya-huh”, instead it was a quick little thank you.

Act One, Scene Eleven

Scorbus were super touchy today and this scene was no exception. Scorpius spent most of his time on the floor and at one point instead of holding onto the train, he decided to grabbed Albus’s ankle and hold onto his leg for a bit. You know, as you do. But then again we already know if one of them goes off the train then the other is most definitely following.

Once he’d stood up again (he’s now in front of Albus), Albus put a hand on Scorpius’s shoulder and Scorpius looked back at him as he patted Albus’s hand. I love these moments where they physically reach out for the other and the other instantly turns around and they communicate silently. There’s other times they do it too.

I think Scorpius gave the trolley witch a thumbs up? I’m not 100% sure, I was watching Albus and turned as he lowered his hand but it kind of looked like a thumbs up?

They fall over and end up sitting/laying on the floor as the trolley witch throws the exploding pumpkin pasty at them. As Albus is behind Scorpius, he always reaches out and grabs Scorpius now to check he’s ok and Scorpius does the same back. But today Scorpius held onto Albus’s wrist where it was rested on his shoulder with both of his hands.

Scorpius’s wrist movements as he cast the cushioning charm were so over the top compared to Albus’s. It makes me wonder if they both managed to cast it right and neither of them ended up in the water…

Act One, Scene Thirteen

Scorpius was walking backwards and bumped straight into the wand of one of the old wizards. He quickly turned round and said sorry before looking back at Albus but that didn’t stop the old wizard from repeatedly trying to jab him with their wand afterwards.

Act One, Scene Fourteen

Scorpius pulled Albus back away from Amos when Amos drew his wand at him. He got him by his robes and held him back with both hands until the wand was lowered. Protective Scorpius is back!

When Amos suggested Delphi joined them, Albus turned to Scorpius and tapped him to get his attention and gave him a look that clearly said he was happy she was coming too. Scorpius smiled back enough to keep Albus happy but then once Albus had turned back round, Scorpius bowed his head and dropped the smile. He wasn’t happy about it at all.

“Do we?” - was said so quietly and high pitched, like ‘doooo weeeeee?’

“Are we?” - was shouted and afterwards he dropped his head into his hands as Albus carried on regardless. I was giggling away to myself because this is exactly what Albus does when Scorpius is being Scorpius. Now he knows what it feels like!

Act One, Scene Sixteen

“Okay, two points, one, is it painful?” - Scorpius is stood in between Delphi and Albus but he was completely turned to face Albus today for this line. Then when Delphi said her next line (“very - as I understand it”). He listened to her as he looked at Albus but waited for her to finish speaking before slooowly turning around to face her. He didn’t speak until he had completely turned her way and had come to a stop in front of her. His “Thank you. Good to know” was then said in the calmest voice. I don’t think I’ve done it justice in how I’ve described it but it was really quite comical!

You know that whole monologue he does about fish? Well he paused half way through, waited a second or two, then added, “fish! urghhhh” and pretended to vomit, before pausing again and then continuing on with his lines. I almost felt bad for laughing! Scorpius was clearly having a moment, re-living the horrors of past fish experiences, while Delphi and Albus both stood watching him with the straightest looks on their faces. Although Albus did eventually look a tiny bit concerned as he put a hand on his arm as he frowned a little bit. (Does he know the fish story?!)

“Okay, that’s - wow!” - Albus was so squeaky with his wow I genuinely thought Scorpius had said it. But then Scorpius did his “double wow” and out-squeaked him.

ACT TWO

Act Two, Scene Four

Can we talk about how Scorpius is the first to raise his hand, not Delphi? Albus was barely half way through his question before Scorpius’s hand shot up into the air. He didn’t look half as mad as I would have been for not being picked.

Scorpius had already started to move towards Delphi as she kissed Albus on the cheek, so when she turned around she ended up bumping into Scorpius since he was leaning in ready for his kiss. Except instead she quickly backed up and Scorpius brushed it off like he wasn’t actually waiting for a kiss. He must have said “it’s okay” half a dozen times so it was like “itsokayitsokayitsokayitsokay” in his usual awkward, squeaky manner.

Act Two, Scene Eleven

I spent most of this scene watching Jeremy so have some Craig notes, yay!

When Gryffindor first lost points he turned to his classmate sat across from him and did a silent “yeeeeah!”

Then the second time it happened he was actually bouncing in his seat. Typical Slytherin getting all the enjoyment out of watching Gryffindor lose all these points :’)

Also this was one of the most tearful reactions I’ve heard from Hermione after Albus brought up Ron. It made me tear up a little too.

Act Two, Scene Twelve

The staircase sceeeene. Albus ran off and once he was out of Scorpius’s view, he rubbed his eyes and then wrapped his arms around his chest (so his hands were under his arms) and hugged himself : ( Someone needs to tell Sam he’s got to stop making himself look even smaller because it breaks me.

Act Two, Scene Fourteen

Scorpius was sat near the top of the staircase (is he usually that high up?) and looked and acted so bored when Delphi arrived. He never even glanced her way once while she spoke. It wasn’t until she mentioned she was ill that he actually turned towards her before moving further down the steps to sit closer to her and properly engaging in the conversation.

She knew exactly how to pull his focus and gain his trust here and she does it so casually. Just the fact that she uses a serious illness to manipulate him like that… *shakes fist*

“Sorry. That’s - I didn’t mean - I just - don’t understand what’s going on” - Again, it wasn’t just “sorry”, it was “sorrysorrysorrysorrysorry” and I love it. It’s super fast and squeaky and so Scorpius. Forever grateful for Anthony for providing us with these quirky little gems.

Act Two, Scene Sixteen

The first time they were sshhh-ed, both of them turned towards Polly Chapman and held their hands up to apologise. Albus in more of a ‘I’m Sorry’ way, Scorpius in more of a ‘I Surrender’ way. He calls Albus but he really is quite a dramatic little bean himself.

Scorpius was bouncing his leg more and more as their conversation went on and his frustration grew. He was doing it in another scene too.

“Because you’re a terrible - the most terrible - friend” - Scorpius was pointing at Albus as he said this and he was closer than I’ve ever seen him get before. It made me think of the scene where Harry says The Thing to Albus since he too gets close and points at him like that. I was hit with all the Albus feels when I realised he hears both “there are times I wish you weren’t my son” and “you’re the most terrible friend” within such a short space of time.

Oh and just to make it worse, Scorpius’s voice was so heavy as he tried not to cry as he shouted at Albus : (

I’m not 100% sure which line it was but I think it was when McGonagall first interrupted them, but Scorpius walked off towards the side of the stage and pretty much banged his head against the wall. Well, he more lightly pressed it or pretended to rest it against the wall than full on smacking it. But still. Scorpius Malfoy, literally using the library to give himself concussion to avoid anymore difficult emotional issues.

Instead of, “That’s the Invisibility Cloak? Isn’t that James��s?”, it was “That’s Harry’s cloak- that’s James’s cloak!” It’s going to hit him at some point that it was the invisibility cloak and oh boy that immense geek out is going to make Albus want to steal it again just to shut him up.

“His department are currently investigating it” - Albus barely got two words into this line before Scorpius angrily cut him off by shouting, “Good. Let them.” The last time he sounded utterly dejected after learning this information so it was interesting to see him play it out like this today.

“No. They’re not true.” - Albus must have said ‘no’ about five times. He’s so saddened that Scorpius would ever think that for even a second.

“To the depths of your belly, to the tips of your fingers” - Albus looked down at his hand and wiggled his fingers slightly as he said the ‘tips of your fingers’ bit. It was the most adorable thing. You could hear the smile in his voice and there was an ever so slight chuckle too. He might have been laughing at his own silliness but he meant every word.

Scorpius was crying while Albus did his whole “you make me stronger” speech. He was sniffing and wiping his eyes on his sleeves which he had pulled down over his balled up hands.

“Friends?” “Always” - This was so good today! So Albus is stood up next to Scorpius who is still sat down on the chair. Albus always holds his hand out for him to shake but today Scorpius had already turned his head away from him so he couldn’t see. In answer to his question, Scorpius just made this ‘mehhh’ sound, like he wasn’t really that interested, and there was a couple of seconds of nothing. He just left Albus hanging. The two of them (and us) waiting to see who could cave first. It was Scorpius. When he turned his head to look back at Albus, he had the biggest grin on his face because he was teasing him. That little shit. Of course they are always going to be friends! Duh! His “always” was so happy and smiley.

Aww the hug! Scorpius was like, “Oh. Okay..” once Albus had pulled him in. Then when Albus didn’t let go (he just kept his arms wrapped around his shoulders, completely content in staying like that for a while longer yet), Scorpius let out an “okayokayokayokayokay” until Albus got the message and let him go.

Act Two, Scene Nineteen

The outer layer of the soap burst today and it was so loud and it made Anthony jump. It took everything I had for me not to laugh as he held this dangling soap a liiiittle further away from him after that. Bless :’)

Then when Albus was explaining how they were going to use Engorgement on Cedric, Scorpius made explosion noises and gestures with his hands like Cedric was actually going to end up like the soap did. It makes you wonder why he agreed to it. Is there anything he won’t do if Albus is involved?!

ACT THREE

Act Three, Scene Two

Or I at least think it was in this scene…

After someone did the ‘For Voldemort and Valour’ hand gesture at him and then walked off, Scorpius did an over the top flaily version of it at their back as they walked away. It was like a child mocking someone and that combined with the face he pulled, he had everyone laughing. (I wish I could describe it better because it was so funny!) You know how I keep mentioning how he repeats one word/phrase really quick over and over again? Well he did the same with this. He was repeatedly doing the gesture, twisting his wrists over and over as he childishly sneered at the other person’s back, until his hands/arms got too flaily and tangled and he dropped them before walking off too.

Act Three, Scene Three

Scorpius came straight in and sat down at the desk in his dad’s office as he riffled through his paperwork. I don’t think I’ve seen him sit down before?

Tbh this scene today was full of things I’ve never seen before. I guess that’s the beauty of seeing an understudy for the first time!

When Draco held Scorpius down on the desk, his head is usually turned away from the audience but not today! He was face down but kept an arm over his eyes to stop himself from being squished. Can I just say, seeing his face during this part was as painful as I thought it would be :’(

Draco walked round the table and stood in front of Scorpius not long after that. They usually really emphasis the distance here but today they were quite close. I really liked that.

Act Three, Scene Four

Craig stumbled back and fell over when Scorpius asked, “why can’t I be here?” He then sat up and shuffled over on his knees in front of Scorpius as he explained his homework wasn’t ready. Scorpius crouched down in front of him and they did the rest of their lines like that on the floor.

Scorpius stumbled back as he stood up and only just stopped himself from falling completely on his ass. I’m not entirely convinced this was planned. I know Anthony usually ‘stumbles’ as he walks over the moving part of the stage as this scene transitions into the next but still…

Act Three, Scene Six

“I’m a wanted man” “Less wanted” - Scorpius was trying his hardest not to laugh but you could see him smiling away to himself. As did Ron. Who gave him this look and Scorpius immediately stopped.

“I expect their mother is hot” - Scorpius spent aaages nodding and looking up as Ron watched and waited for an answer. It’s even funnier when you realise people who look up when they think tend to be remembering and/or visualising. So the question is, Scorpius Malfoy, what was running through your head? He did eventually stop and looked down at the ground all embarrassed though.

Act Three, Scene Eight

Why is Scorpius sat on the floor while he watches the first task here? Is it just a Scorpius thing???

Act Three, Scene Nine

I really loved Anthony’s reaction to the Dementors today. I don’t think he did anything different. I think I just felt it more today.

Whenever one gets really up close to his face, he goes up on his tip toes and his arms fall listlessly by his side and he looks utterly helpless. You can see them pulling the happiness out of him. It’s horrible. It makes you think about all the bad things he’s lived through and re-living in that moment every single time. I’m glad he has Albus and that the thought of him is enough to fight them off.

Scorpius plastered himself against the side of the tank when Albus surfaced. He watched him wide eyed for a second and then let out the longest “ahhhhhhh”.

“You have no idea how good it is to see you again” - You know when someone sounds so relieved that they sound exhausted and close to tears? Well that’s how he sounded here. Albus kept smiling at him, mostly bemused (and a little confused) by his behaviour.

The hug was the same as usual. Scorpius quickly wades through the water and picks Albus up and holds him tight. I don’t know why Albus jokes about drowning here. His real concern should be the fact Scorpius is squeezing him so tight I don’t think he can breathe properly!

Scorpius was on his knees when the adults came running onto the stage and he stayed there as he went round the group shouting their names. By the time he got to McGonagall, he was shaking his arms in the air with excitement. Then he looked at his dad and half stood up as he said “and dad”, then he was stood up but bent over with his hands on his knees for “my dad”. He was completely up right as he looked at Draco for the last “Hi. Dad.”

I love the fact Draco isn’t fazed by this overexcited Scorpius. His “hello Scorpius” sounds almost bored, like he’s had- oh I don’t know... fourteen years of it? :’)

Draco properly grabbed Scorpius by the back of his robe and dragged him off at the end of this scene.

Act Three, Scene Ten

Sam and Anthony pushing McGonagall’s desk on stage for this scene in their matching fluffy dressing gowns though. Aww.

“And it does sound as if you were brave, Scorpius” - Scorpius always turns round to look at his dad at this point but today Draco actually looked at him back and the two of them looked at each other for a second or two before turning back to McGonagall. This made me very happy!

Act Three, Scene Eleven

It pains me when Albus flinches as his dad starts shouting again here. He’s already so wounded (they both are) and he looks extra small, stood by his bed in his pajamas with his hair still wet as he hugs himself.

Harry took his glasses off, rubbed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of nose as he paused for a moment. He’s tired and he doesn’t want to argue with Albus but it keeps happening : (

Act Three, Scene Fourteen

Scorpius said Albus’s name four times today. My favourite being the time he was leaning over Albus’s headboard and his face was hovering right over Albus’s. He didn’t shout his name here like he usually does, instead he did this fake shout whisper thing he does with the “Hoooogwaaaarts” line in the owlery later on. I loved it. Especially since Albus slept right through it. “Aaaaalbuuuuussss” :’) I’m also pretty sure there was a tiny giggle at the end there too. I live for Scorpius finding himself funny.

Scorpius stood up on his bed. I was tiny bit concerned he was going to fall because he did not look stable. At all. This happened during the time timer reveal bit. He got it from under his pillow and held it up in the air and did a bit of dance/wiggle which looked mostly like he was trying to stay upright to be honest. Albus did he usual ’Scorpius is being an idiot so I’m going to hide my face in my hands because I can’t look’ thing. It was very much warranted.

Act Three, Scene Sixteen

The boys are already sat on the staircase as its moved into place for the owlery scene. Scorpius was swinging his legs as he looked over at Albus with the biggest, most honest smile on his face. The kind that reaches all the way up to your eyes and lights up your whole face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look so happy. He was pure sunshine as he looked at him in that moment. Then once the staircase had stopped moving, he stopped and moved further away and into his usual position for the beginning of this scene. But oh boy, that face.

He did the whole whisper and echo thing again with the “Hooogwaaaarts wartswartswartswarts” line. Yay!

He also patted Albus on the back again before shuffling closer to him.

Act Three, Scene Seventeen

“Marriage renewal. What do you think?” - Ron got down on one knee as he said this and held his arms wide open at Hermione and I melted in my seat. Hermione helped him up and he made an ‘ooof’ noise as she pulled him straight into a hug. (It’s funny because Scorpius made the exact same noise when Albus pulled him up and into a hug in another show I saw.)

Draco still glared at Harry after Ron got Scorpius’s name wrong :’)

Act Three, Scene Twenty

Cedric did this (slightly confused) giggle when Albus told him his dad loved him. It made the whole thing even sadder.

ACT FOUR

Act Four, Scene One

Can we talk about how lovely it is that Ginny and Ron are holding hands as they watch Harry and Hermione?

Act Four, Scene Three

When Albus ran off after Lily, Scorpius grabbed him back by putting both his arms round him, so his arms were over his shoulders and chest, and Albus automatically brought both of his hands up and held onto Scorpius’s hands in return. It was really sweet *wipes away tear*

Act Four, Scene Four

Ok, so James Howard. If I’m honest, I was really quite nervous about seeing him because I absolutely love Alex’s Draco. His Draco matches up so perfectly with the Draco in my head that I couldn’t imagine anyone else playing that role. Alex is my Draco, you know? (I’m so attached to this cast, I’m not going to survive cast change.)

It took me a while to warm up to him because all I could see and hear was Lucius. I knew this already about him but it still didn’t prepare me. He’s 100% a Malfoy. It’s actually quite scary. But in a good way? It’s really as brilliant as it is heartbreaking because at first all it did was make me miss Alex’s humour. But then Alex wasn’t like that at the beginning either so I guess we’ll have to wait and see!

He had completely won me over by the time he started fiddling with his wedding ring as he told Harry about Astoria though. If I wasn’t already crying by this point I would have started again. I was worried with how straight faced and ‘Malfoy’ he was being, that we’d miss out on how emotional Draco gets in this scene and how affectionate he is with Scorpius later on. I was wrong. So, so wrong. It’s hard to explain because yes he’s different, but he’s still absolutely perfect.

It’s probably because I’m not use to theatre but I always have these same worries whenever I’m about to see an understudy for the first time and I always feel so silly and guilty afterwards because this cast is superb. Every single one of them. I’m still not ready to let Alex go (or any of them), but I’m also really looking forward to seeing where James takes this character. I’m glad Draco will be in good hands come May 24th and I cannot wait to see him again!

Act Four, Scene Five

Scorpius ran up to Albus for the “Got it! We deliver it ourselves” line and Albus (who’s still down on the floor) held his arms out wide as he waited for Scorpius to do the maths (“we wait…..forty years”) and then laughed and dropped his arms once Scorpius had said forty years and didn’t stop. Like forty years was nothing in the grand scheme of things??? :’)

Scorpius was looking up at the snow collecting in Albus’s hair and then Scorpius pulled Albus’s hood up. Except it didn't stay on because he didn’t manage to pull it over his hair enough so it fell back down. Then when Lily came out the door he quickly pulled his own hood up and ran off. Once he was at the other side of the stage he turned back to look for Albus and saw him still stood there, rooted to the spot he’d left him in, and Scorpius pulled this pained face. He’d done so well at hiding himself but Albus was going to spoil time. Again.

“Still not getting you” - Scorpius did little finger guns at Albus as he said this line.

Scorpius and Albus double high fived and then kept their fingers interlocked as they leant down and in towards one another and got all bouncy on their toes in excitement over their grand plan.

Scorpius crossed his fingers on both hands before he tried pushing open Bathilda Bagshot’s door.

Once the door had swung open, he ran back over to Albus and grabbed his hands just like before and they continued with the bouncing before they both ran off through the door. Well, Scorpius actually jumped his way over the threshold. He’s such an excitable puppy.

Act Four, Scene Eight

The Malfoy hug!!! Once that first initial hug was over, Scorpius turned round to face the rest of the group but again, it wasn’t long before he turned back to his dad and went in for another hug. I love that there’s no hesitation the second time around from either of them.

Act Four, Scene Ten

Scorpius was sat sideways on the pew with his legs up and his arms around his knees until his dad spoke. He then turned and sat properly so he could see him as he spoke.

Omg the volunteering bit today. So Scorpius is still sat on the pew, he’s got his head bowed down and he took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose before standing up. He then shouted his line. Draco still shut him down before he’d even finished his first sentence of what I bet was a wonderful speech but still :’) Scorpius always sits back down so fast too. (I guess he has to, to be able to stare at Albus when he tries to volunteer next.)

(I also made a note about Scorpius and Albus sharing another half hug/side hug kinda thing and it was either in this scene or the next. I can’t remember now : / It was definitely in the church though!)

Act Four, Scene Eleven

Draco and Scorpius were talking by the door in the background and I’m so overly invested in these two that I don’t think I even looked at Ginny and Albus once. Oops.

I just love how after they’ve hugged once, they don’t seem afraid to hold back their affection afterwards. Draco kept his hand on Scorpius’s shoulder and whenever Scorpius wasn’t turning to face him, Draco would lean in and talk to him instead.

Talking of crying over fathers and their sons, the way Harry pretty much throws himself on the floor in front of Albus to hold him, make sure he’s ok, and then block him from Delphi to keep him safe kills me every time.

Just like the last time I saw it, Scorpius reached out for Albus after his outburst about wanting her dead. He held onto his forearm and then Albus looked back at him and the two of them just looked at each other for a few seconds. Again, I’m really loving this silent communication thing they do because they always do it whenever they know the other really needs it.

Act Four, Scene Fourteen

Scorpius yawned as Albus mentioned Rose. Make of that what you will.

Scorpius’s Rose induced flail is getting worse. Today he managed to wrap his robe completely round his head like it was a hood. He then paused for a second before tucking it back like he does his hair. He tucked his robe back. Behind his ears. Like his hair. *sigh* This boy… He then looked up at Rose and waited for her to speak. All he managed in response was a muffled “mmhmmm” because I’m fairly sure his robes were either in his mouth or were at least mostly covering it. He then had to pull the fabric down in order to say his line properly.

The hug was lovely but nothing ’new’. Two seconds into it, Scorpius adjusted his arms so he could hug Albus a little longer. This seems to be a thing with them too. It’s like they throw themselves into the hug, not really caring where hands and arms end up. Then once they realise they aren’t going to be rejected, they move a little to get comfortable and then make themselves at home.

So Scorpius did something to Albus before he walks away from him that last time and I’m not 100% what it was. He either pulled the zip on his hoodie (which he’s wearing underneath ready for the next scene and you could see it) or he poked/pinched/tickled??? his stomach. Whatever it was, it made Albus smile!

“Are you heading to Quidditch?” - Scorpius stumbled over this line. Or Anthony did? I’m not sure it was intentional.

Other Little Things...

Right at the beginning of the show, Jeremy/Craig runs around a pile of suitcases in the middle of the stage but today he tripped right at the start. He didn’t completely fall over, he managed to right himself, but omg my heart stopped for him. At the end he half hobbled over to the suitcase he sits on and rubbed his ankle. He seemed fine afterwards thankfully!

Another near fall! Anthony stood on Voldemort’s robes as he walked off behind him during the curtain call and nearly fell head first into in the wings. He was extra careful the next time they walked off and even moved the robes so he didn’t do it again. I was cackling away to myself. Sorry Anthony!

Talking of curtain calls, everyone in the dress circle (and stalls by the looks of it) gave them a standing ovation today. I haven’t seen everyone do that in a while so it was lovely. Well deserved too!

Since I’ve spent 90% of this talking about him I might as well finish with another story about him too. So I met Anthony at the stage door afterwards and he got half way through signing my poster before he had to stop because he had forgotten how to spell his name : / It came back to him after a second but you know. There was a moment there where I genuinely thought I was going to have to help him because he went blank. I know it happens to us all but most of us haven’t just been writing it over and over again :p

#this is scorbus heavy because I have a username to live up to #and this didn't even hit 6k words??? I haven't written a recap this short in forever!#TCCleanne #cursed child play

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Sirius Black x Reader FANFICTION- A Lovely Night

Request: Ok. Can you like either do where like one of the marauder is hosting a party and lily drags the reader there, when she doesn't what to be, and like vents about how much the party sucks to the host. And then lily comes back introducing them as the host. I like thought of it, and I really want somebody to write it... PLEASE- @livingalonewithonlymyfanfiction (I changed it a bit, Sirius isn’t the host)

Warnings: drunk wizards, people getting frisky (nothing involving the reader)

Word Count: 1271 (it’s long to make up the amount of days I’ve missed posting)

A/N: (lol, miss me?) I recently saw La La Land and I had to take up this request and write it up! Also, in no way is there spoilers about the movie in the fic. I felt simply ~INSPIRED~. ALSO WATCH LA LA LAND, I PROMISE THAT YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT (Also all lyrics are used from La La Land’s A Lovely Night by Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone)

(Sebastian is my favorite character, no doubt about it)

Your nose was buried deep into a book, your glasses nearly slipping off. You were reading a book on Charms in your room. Someone abruptly rips the book from your hands. You sigh and look up. Your friend, Lily Evans, was standing in front of you, reading the title aloud. “Quintessence: A Quest” she took one look at you then burst out laughing. “Why are you laughing?!” you cried. You haven’t done anything wrong or embarrassing, so why would she be laughing?

“Oh, Y/N, you’re spending all this time with this book. instead of living. Take a break, have a little fun, won’t you” She pleaded. “Lily, I’m having great fun doing...” the end of your sentence trailed off. You actually couldn’t think of anything you’ve been doing recently “fun”. Lily finished your sentence “doing nothing. You keep reading books, not interesting books for that matter”

You gave a sigh, you don’t know what else to do. “Look, there’s going to be a party tonight and I want you to go,” she demanded. “You’re going to be the only person I know that’s there,” you grumbled. She scoffed “You know Marlene McKinnon” You snorted “Yeah, but she’d rather hang around someone else.” “Then you’ll get to meet someone new!”

A few moments later, Lily was doing your makeup. “I didn’t exactly agree to this” you murmured. “Don’t talk or I’ll mess up your eyeliner, besides it’s gonna be so much fun” After she was done hitting your face with brushes and drawing on your eyelid, she went over to your trunk. “What’re you doing?” you questioned. “Picking an outfit for you... Oo, this is cute!” She answered, holding out a simple yellow dress. “You should wear it more often, ” Lily said and threw it to you.

Now, with your makeup done, your dress on, your hair falling loosely around your shoulders, you were ready to leave. Lily was dressed in more casual attire of jeans, a crop top, and a long cardigan. Both of you were wearing heels. You were taking one last look at yourself in the mirror. You looked prettier than you could’ve ever imagined thanks to Lily. “Let’s go” Lily yelled from the door. “Coming!” you said and smiled. You felt good.

Nope. You weren’t feeling good. You lost Lily after 10 minutes of being there. Heels were an awful choice of footwear, your feet felt like they were on fire. People were pushing past you. Holding a mug of butterbeer in your hand, you sank into a cushion. Across from you was a couple heavily making out. Trying to avoid any eye contact, you took a sip from your mug and scanned the room.

You saw the awkward dancing of drunk bodies, the flirting between students, and of course no Lily (and no James Potter, your suspicions were confirmed this was going to happen) The couple eventually got up to go somewhere. Their spot was taken up by a guy. You turned around to look at him. He was a handsome stranger wearing a smirk.

“You seem to be sober.” he pointed out. “Yeah, is there a problem?” you lifted an eyebrow. You immediately started to dislike him. “Oh, of course not.“ he answered smoothly “it’s just that everyone is drunk but they seem pretty happy. You, on the other hand, is sober and seem displeased. Why?”

“This party sucks... I lost my friend somewhere, my feet hurt, and everyone is so drunk. I also forgot to mention there’s this stranger who I don’t want to talk to who’s bothering me.” you said icily. You were starting to get crabby. “No need to be rude,” he said calmly which you found more annoying. “The stranger also cannot take a hint.” you retorted. “Sorry, princess. I’ll leave you alone in peace, your highness” he did a little bow, and left with a cocky smirk.

“I’m leaving,” you thought to yourself. You got up from the couch and as soon as you were going to head up the stairs to your dorm, Lily stopped you. Her hair was disheveled and her lips were curved into a smile. “Where the hell were you?!” you shrieked. “Hmm... guess you didn’t make a friend,” she said, her smile turning into a pout. “No, and I just urghhhh” you groaned in frustration.

“Look, before you leave, there’s this super cute guy named Sirius. You’ve probably heard of him... anyways he’s SO your type!” she said enthusiastically. “I don-” “Anyways lemme introduce you to him” she interrupted. You sighed. You really wanted to go to your bed. You’ve heard about Sirius but never bothered actually knowing his face or he is. You could care less but it wouldn’t hurt to meet him.

Lily was leading a guy by the hand. She blabbering to him. “Oh, you’re gonna love her. She’s so funny, earlier she was reading some boring Charms book, can you believe it?” She laughed to her drunk self and he just smiled and shook his head. Wait... you recognized that face. It was the handsome stranger you talked to earlier. You groaned, wanting to leave but it was too late.

“Anyways, this is (Y/N).” Lily introduced you. “Ahh... we meet again, my queen.” He smirked. “Well, you guys are getting along just fine. I’ll be with James if you need me” She went off happily.

As soon as she left, he gave you a small frown. “This could never be, you’re not the type for me” he began. “Really?” you said sarcastically. “And not a spark in sight... what a waste of a lovely night” he continued. You scoffed “You say there’s nothing here. Well, let's make something clear, I think I'll be the one to make that call” He raised his eyebrows and grinned “But you’ll call?”

You rolled your eyes “ And maybe this appeals to someone not in heels or to any girl who feels there's some chance for romance. But, I'm frankly feeling nothing” “Is that so?” he teased. “Or it could be less than nothing” you replied. “Good to know, so you agree?” he said. “What a waste of lovely night” you confirmed.

You both looked at each other and started grinning. You seemed to get along quite well with him. A cheesy love song started playing. All the couples gathered on the dance floor. He looked at you. “Would you give me the pleasure of being your dancing partner, my lady?” he said, with a twinkle in his eye. You laughed, you were getting used to the silly names. “Sure, it’s terribly cliche, but sure”

Sirius guided you to the floor. You both started dancing. “Uh, Y/N, is it a bad time to tell you I can’t dance?” He said. “It’s fine, just follow my lead,” you said. You helped him through the steps and soon the two of you were dancing quite smoothly.

“You’re a really good dancer” he murmured. “Thanks, I used to take lessons when I was little” you replied. Now, his attention left his feet and now on you. “I’ve never mentioned how beautiful you look” he muttered. Now Sirius was making you blush. Your faces were becoming closer “And I’ve never mentioned how much I want to kiss you right now” you said. Your lips met with his. A shiver went down your spine. You brought your hands up to his face. His arms were wrapped around you. Maybe this lovely night wasn’t a waste...

#sirius black x reader #sirius x reader #sirius black #x reader fanfiction #x reader #marauders era #Marauders #la la land

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