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eterut · 9 months ago
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Overwhelmed by everything that this man is
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I mean, look at him
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He waiting respectfully
God, how I admire him. Well done David đŸ™ŒđŸŸ
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Thank you for existing, David wonderful gorgeous amazing Tennant ♡
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eggcromancer · 29 days ago
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Okay hear me out, a lot of Y/N x DCA fics has Y/N replacing Vanessa as the night guard; But what *if* I make them work besties instead? 👀
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full credits to @way2gosuperrstarr for the technician y/n & night guard vanny brainworms! (I'll be charging you rent later!! đŸ’„đŸ’„đŸ’„ //affectionate)
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slutforpringles · 4 months ago
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"Just cos Max is a little bit of a friend to Lando, you can't expect Max just to give him a victory."
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"Max said tomorrow he's not going to fight too hard. He said, if you get the start, I'll just defend the rest for you."
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goldiipond · 7 months ago
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can't believe these losers are 17 now
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namtanlovesfilm · 3 months ago
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#baby jane
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cherry-pop-elf · 2 months ago
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He Goes To Another School, I Swear!
Viktor Krum x Reader
With surprise appearance of best friends Golden Trio!
Sum: You always told everyone your boyfriend was Viktor Krum. Of course no one believed you, even with letters from him. Made you a massive target for bullying. Especially for your looks on why ‘anyone in general’ wanted you. Look at their faces when the Tri Wizard Tournament comes.
Warnings: Bullying, Viktor being the biggest himboist sweetheart ever, long distance relationships
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“So how’s your ‘boyfriend’ doing? Hm~?” A girl would cackle at you, before throwing a bread roll at your face. Socked you in the nose. Wasn’t like it hurt, but the intent that she wanted it to was what made that sweet biscuit sting.
No one ever believed you that you said Viktor was your boyfriend. All except Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Made sense they would. Harry bloody potter was all three of your’s best friend. They knew you wouldn’t lie, and were there at the Quidditch Cup.
Who do you think was able to give them all free tickets?
Ron, ever the one to defend his friends, was soon standing up. Ready to throw a full on breakfast at the girl, but Hermione had to yank him back down. As if they needed to lose points, but also she needed to distract her own hands from punching someone all the same. She was a lot more subtle with her rage.
“Just ignore them. They are looking for a fight. Don’t give them the time of day.” Harry would try and comfort you, but damn it gets under your skin. You know you shouldn’t care, that they are just bullies. But it’s still a lot to handle. It makes you go crazy. The human brain can only handle so much. Even with the truth is right there, a million lies can bury everything.
Made you lose your appetite. Not even Fred and George’s latest candy inventions could perk you up.
But Dumbledore could.
“Attention everyone, we have a grand announcement to make! This is the year of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. This is also the year that we have been given the grand honor of hosting it here to Hogwarts. Please, everyone, give a roaring applause to the schools that come.”
That had you perk up a bit. You remember Viktor talking about the tournament. You knew he would try and join. He was such a strong, determined, man. Oh your man was perfect in so many ways. Just so kind, loyal, sweet, sensitive, you could go on for hours about him.
But any chance you could, those damn bullies would step in to fight it.
Said bullies were still being annoying, as the Headmaster would tell everyone to give a warm welcome to Durmstrang. Making mocking kissing faces at you, as they cleaned up their makeup. Wanting to look their best. Just made your blood boil, until you heard the doors open.
There you saw him.
Viktor was leading the parade, next to his headmaster, with an expression that could kill. Face stern, cold, and hard. A man that was ready for war. Had all the girls, and guys, just swooning at such raw power he would display to everyone. This being of pure muscle and fight. Truly what a solider is envisioned.
That’s until his eyes locked with yours.
His face was so quick to soften, and a smile broke through the mask of intimidation. Just this childlike glee was filling those dark eyes, and making them come alive. He was so happy to see you. He nearly stumbled over himself, as he was distracted. Had to get a fellow student to bump his hip to get him back in line.
You couldn’t help yourself in a giggle.
Oh how you couldn’t tear your eyes off him, and how he struggled to focus on his performance. Trying so hard to not let you keep him from his calculated movements. It’s hard though. He was utterly smitten by you, after all. He just couldn’t stop throwing eyes your way.
Shame that your bullies were also in that same direction, and figured his puppy dog eyes were for them.
You couldn’t even pay attention to the girls from that French school come in. Your eyes were meant for Viktor, and his yours. It was all returned in his gesture. Smiling, and just utterly drunk in love for you. Oh how his body itched to move away from where he stood. To come your way and sweep you off your feet.
But a solider does what a solider is ordered.
“Please welcome your new fellow students with open arms, everyone. Treat them as you would with your own. Enjoy your dinner everyone. Be kind, be respectful, and be what you are. Students.” Dumbledore would finish, as Mr. Karkaroff finally dismissed the students.
The way he bolted was truly a statement to his seeker abilities.
“VIKTOR-! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?! VIKTOR-!” His fellow Durmstrang students would laugh, as they were very well aware of his pure excitement. His adrenaline just rushing to finally get to you. And NO ONE would get in his way.
Out right said ‘fuck walking around the tables’ he JUMPED from one table to another. Caused quite a scene, and show, but it was entertaining to say the least.
He hadn’t seen you in person in so long. Even the Quidditch Cup wasn’t enough. Could only watch him from the stands, before the Death Eaters showed up. Ruined any chances of you two to hold hands.
Not today.
“INCOMING-!” Harry shouted, as the golden trio made sure to get out of the way. Just in time for you to pretty much be tackled, and scooped into his strong arms. Lifted high into the air like a ballerina, before into a swooping dip. Just so full of kisses.
You swore if he had warn lipstick your face would end up a solid shade.
“VICKY! We’re in public! These are my classmates!” You cackled, as he just wouldn’t stop kissing you. You swore he traded breathing for kisses in that moment. Just unable to let you go, and kept you in a grip like no other. Just kisses, hugs, and Bulgarian chants of pure love.
Your bullies sure were left dropping their goblets at the sight.
“Breathe man, breathe-!” Ron shouted, as he patted the seeker’s back. Just all a cackle with your friends. With Hermione herself smirking, and possibly flipping the assholes off, as Viktor finally calmed down enough to function. Sorta.
You were still in his iron grip, as he snuggled you close. His head buried in your neck, as he kept whispering about how much he missed you and loved you. It was just endless affection, and you were so happy to get it.
“You are playing this up, aren’t you?” You whispered to him, as he gave a deep chuckle into your flesh. Had a shiver run down your body, as he laced his fingers with yours. There to compare hands.
“What? Me? Pretend to act a certain way in the public eye for the paparazzi and reporters to eat up? Never.” He would play his sarcasm well, before he planted another sweet kiss to your cheek. Just left you so giggly, as you two finally sat down. Well, more so you snuggled in his lap as he kept praising you in affection.
The students at Hogwarts sure learned a valuable lesson that day.
Don’t fuck with someone who has a Durmstrang boyfriend.
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jasontoddenthusiastt · 2 years ago
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Honorary appreciation post for this mentally exhausted sweetheart.
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unorchido · 2 months ago
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He's the best boy
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isagrimorie · 1 year ago
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Captain Tuvok is proud of Captain Seven of Nine
Star Trek Picard 3x10 - The Last Generation
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jjinpang · 9 months ago
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calciumcryptid · 5 months ago
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I think my favorite part of QToey is when Toey will say something like "My boyfriend is the cutest" and Q will puff up his chest like "Yes, I am the cutest."
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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 1 year ago
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are you really besties if you can't share a joint
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buhbuhbenz · 9 months ago
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<3 Happy birthday Petscop <3
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notebooks-and-laptops · 9 months ago
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sirlancenotalot · 1 year ago
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aiklahori · 1 month ago
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Tawakkul - ŰȘَوَكُّل
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It is frequently mentioned in Quran.
meaning “to rely on” or “to surrender”
In Islam, Tawakkul represents a mental and spiritual attitude that embodies complete faith in Allah SWT as the Owner and Controller of everything in the universe.
The art of surrendering means that I know, no matter what the outcome is, good or bad, no matter what happens to me, good or bad, it's always in my best interest because Allah knows what's best for me. And you surrender to that idea.
And when you know it and you "believe" it, it's okay. But to really apply the art of surrender and to go against everything you've been conditioned to do, which is to panic, worry, be scared, be fearful, it takes a lot of courage. But once you apply it, the first time you apply it, it's scary. But then you realize it is easy. We all do do overthink, we keep ourselves worried, we destroy things for our own self. Our mind takes us to places.
But the art of surrender changes your life. And your mind shifts from
life happens "to" you
to
life happens "for" you !
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text inspired from this audio clip on insta. Note: there is some inaccuracy by the speaker, tawakkul is not the most mentioned word in Quran.
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