#cause i have to interact with her most of the times

[dunmeshistash]

ive always wondered if milsiril's overprotectiveness of kabru was less because of infantilisation (although she def like all elves has that problem) and more so out of guilt. she was a captain of the canaries during the Utaya incident I believe and she witnessed what happened and she couldn't stop it. and she left the canaries because of it and took in the kid who was the Only survivor, raised him in extreme comfort so he'd never see the horrors again and didn't want him anywhere near the dungeons! like i think learning self defense for defenses sake would have made her hesitant but she would have obliged but because it was specifically for the dungeons she was so against it. also like he must have had a rough few years dealing with that trauma as well which doubled her protectiveness

I believe it's a mixture of both, I don't think you can really take away the guilt (actually unsure if that's the best word to describe it) nor the race relations from how Milsiril sees Kabru.

I am the Milsiril apologist ™ but the fact she see's Kabru as a child even now is a big part of their relationship, she's a mother that can't grow up (both for being an elf and for her own issues) and that has to cope with her children outgrowing her fast

Putting a read more cause as usual when it's about Milsiril I talk too much

We can see in every way Milsiril acts that she sees Kabru at most as a toddler during his time with her, she's hand feeding him, has him in a room full of toys and talks about him like he's a cute baby.

I think people are too mean about this side of Milsiril tbh. I think it makes her interesting and it's clear (to me at least) that she does her best to provide for her children even if she doesn't truly understands them. Even in that first interaction with Kabru where she's trying to hand feed him they were *already* training with swords beforehand.

Milsiril also talks to Kabru in a way that kinda seems to expect him to understand more than what a small child would like we can see in the AB extra

So her infantilization doesn't extend to underestimating him at least, rather I think that's how she shows affection (which is still bad 😭)

Anyway, about her trauma with the dungeon and guilt (or maybe shame? Fear?), I do think that was one of the motivations for her to take Kabru in as I said in this post (beware I am a Milsiril apologist and I am VERY biased in seeing her in a more positive light, doesn't mean it's true) but I think that side of her manifests in her sudden switches from crybaby mom to ruthless master

Milsiril is very emotionally unstable from what we can see, she's really trying to convince Kabru not to go into dungeons and when tears don't work she switches into training him so hard he'll give up on his own. I've seen people call this her "true colors" or say she was using "crocodile tears" but in my opnion both the tears and the threat are genuine, I don't think it's a planned switch but rather the fact she's unstable to begin with, both the crybaby mom and the scary swords master are her true self.

Anyway! I think both guilt and infantilization are intertwined in her love towards Kabru, I've said this before but she's a flawed caretaker in a world where she does not have the resources to become a better one. She's traumatized she's depressed and she's an elf, but she's the only one (that we know) willing to at least *try* to treat the people she cares for the correct way. If it wasn't for Milsiril Kabru would have been raised by elves like Rin was (and we know that went very bad, they traumatized her), and Mithrun might not have received the proper rehab he needed to go back into the canaries (He might have managed but we see Milsiril put in the effort to help him cope besides being the one to tell him about Utaya)

That is all to say: Milsiril is still flawed!! It's part of what I love about her, and it's the reason so many people dislike her too. I'm saying this cause sometimes when I go on my Milsiril rants I get asks putting down Kabru to raise her up and that's like, very uncomfortable lmao. Even if she did her best he still was the one that to deal with all of her shortfallings while being raised and he's still the one responsible for getting to where he is, she just made is easier than it could have been.

Disclaimer as is usual for my Milsiril posts: I'm a Milsiril fan, my interpretations of her are very charitable because I often see people being way too uncharitable about her. Please read the original material and make up your own interpretation, this posts only contain what I think it's relevant for my point not an objective view of the whole. I've also already made several posts about her and I don't want to keep repeating myself so if you think I glossed over something important that's probably why.

Edit: thinking more about it, maybe rather than feeling guilty herself she might blame "elves" as a whole for the failure in Utaya, it does say she left it "in disgust". It's not that clear how she feels about it.

I still think it's shared trauma though, I don't think it's possible for Milsiril to not have been affected by what happened there and I think it's part of why she doesn't want Kabru to go to dungeons again. But her way to cope is to turn away from it (and blaming "elves" might be part of how she copes) while Kabru's is to face it so it doesn't happen again

[wlwsoccerfics]

Teenage Love(MagdaErikssonXPernilleHarderXTeenReader)

Warnings: hints talks about s*x education, goggle translate used

Summary: you and Siv are very much in love and your moms think it's time to have a serious talk.

Siv had been at all of your home games since you started dating 2 months ago. Things have been great between the two of you. Today the entire Team would be over at your place and you were hoping to Sneak away to your room with Siv for some alone time. While your moms were busy with the rest of the team.

But next in your agenda for today was the game against Turbine Potsdam. You already were in the lockerroom, texting Siv who was on her way to the Campus now. She was having lunch with her Family earlier. You always loved having her stand in the Family & Friends section. Honestly she became a bit of your good luck charm because you scored in every single game she had attended. one time you even scored a hattrick.

You were playing from the beginning like most games. Three minutes into the game Lea did a header after a Corner from Klara. So it was 1-0. Which was good. A lead this early on always was great motivation. When you were elbowed in the face, in the 44th Minute of the Game and you got a penalty kick you knew Giulia would get it in. And it did. 2-0 was the score you went into half time with. And your opponent got a red card cause that wasn't an accidental hit in the face, that much was obvious.

During half time you went to ice your face. But you could tell this sure was gonna turn into a black eye. There was no doubt in your mind that you wanted to continue playing for the second half. Your momma went to check on you in the locker room right away. "sötnos, ditt vackra ansikte är helt blåslaget(Sweetheart, Your pretty face is all banged up)." She told you. Looking quite concerned. "It might be a bit dramatic of you. Or am i ugly now?" You asked jokingly. Your momma's facial expression went from concerned to annoyed and then back to concerned within seconds"Are you sure you can play the second half?" Your Momma asked. You nodded your head softly. "Yeah momma really it's all good! Gonna Look like sh*t but i can play with a black eye! The medics already cleared me!" You told her. The Team was looking over at the two of you ,watching the interaction. "Magda, If she doesn't feel good during the second half she can get subbed off!" Your mom replied, walking over. Alex nodded his head. "That's right. I trust y/n's judgement when it comes to this." He replied. When a Coach puts their trust in you it's like winning the lottery. You also answer some Texts from your girlfriend cause Siv was quite worried after she saw you take an elbow to the face. Of course you let her know that it's nothing major, just a nasty black eye.

Soon the second half started but was quite uneventful apart from you scoring a goal from 15 yards away. The score at the end of the Game was 3-0. So you the Team get together at your home was now gonna be a Team celebration instead. You took a quick shower after doing your round on the pitch with others. Hugging Siv, taking a few Pictures with Fans and signing some things. Quickly putting on a red flannel, black jeans and your black vans. You were chatting with some of your teammates, waiting for your moms before you would walk to the car, taking Siv home with the three of you.

Your moms got a bit more dressed up at home for the Team celebration which was gonna start in around an hour. The Pizza had already been ordered. Drinks were cold and snacks were put out as well. You and Siv decided to take the opportunity and went to your room. Sitting on your bed, kissing one another gently. Arms wrapped around one another. The buttons on your shirt were already unbuttoned half way when your moms walked in. You forgot to close the door all the way. It was obvious that things between you and Siv would have probably went further if they haven't walked in. You quickly buttoned up again. This was embarrassing on so many levels. "älskling (liebling)?Siv? I know you two are in love but we need to talk about some things." Your momma answered. "Can we please not do that?" you asked, your face turning red like a tomato. Siv looked just as embarrassed as you did. Maybe even more so. "We have to. Young love is great and we are happy for you! But it's important to protect your hearts just as much as your body. I know they got your body and how that works covered at school but they never talk about how important it is to be ready mentally!" Your mom explained. You were thankful that at least this wasn't the s*x talk. Cause you moms have given you that talk like two years ago when it also came up at school. "The door to your room stays open please! You two can still have sleepovers but please make smart decisions!" Your momma told the two of you. "We will be super smart about us and your feelings!" Siv promised your moms.

Thankfully it didn't go on much longer that talk because you sure had enough embarrassment for one day. You were saved by the Team arriving. You and Siv were sitting in a corner all night, holding hands, avoiding eye contact with your moms. Talking to a few of your teammates for a bit. "Why are you not looking at Magda and Pernille?" Klara asked. You sipped on your soda. "Uh... They laid down some rules. Like the door stays open when we are in my room cause they walked in on us..." You admitted. Siv was hiding her face in your shoulder. "Oh, yeah that can be awkward but you know your moms are just looking out for you!" She answered. "Oh i know. But right now this is more embarrassing then the black eye!" You replied. Lea chuckled softly. "Y/n don't worry about we all got that talk!" She told you. "That does help a bit, Schülli!"

The night went on, the team stayed until around 2am but you and Siv were passed out on one of the couches. Cuddled up together. Your mom had covered the two of you with a blanket before she went to bed with your momma.

[greenleaf777]

Calling elriel a self insert ship makes no sense. Its a canon romantic relationship that is happening, regardless of if you identify with elain or not. Self insert ships are crackships and are for people who do not relate to the woman and dislike the canon choice the man makes to make it more palatable to them personally, like gwynriel. First of all you can tell because most fandom gwyn fanfic or fanart or theories shows a completely different gywn than what we get in the actual books. They first identified with gwyn more than elain inserted some of their own personality or what they wish they were THEN started the ship with her and azriel cause they interact a few times and shes the only female character(besides complete background characters) he does interact with besides elain thats single and straight(assumed). In most elriel fanfic or fanart or theories elains personality never changes. Since we met elain and azriel theres always been an interest there first, any self identifying as elain came after the fact. It works with fanon or crackships because you can make it whatever you want, like self inserting as a basic side character cause there is a lot of room to add things you prefer.

You wouldn’t call feysand or nessian a self insert ship.

Also not every Elriel identifies with elain just because she is the woman. I adore elain and do see parts of myself in her but actually identify and have a much more similar personality to Azriel. Thats why hes my favorite sjm character.

[cocogum]

The Great Wave - Chapter 11 Review

‼️SPOILERS FOR THE CHAPTER‼️

And we're back!! Yay!!

It felt like a year since I've done these but I'm so happy we get to see what happened after that ANNOYING ASS cliffhanger.

And omg after reading this, I genuinely had so many more questions!!

So without further ado, LET'S DO THIS SHIT

We go back to where we've been before, aka seeing these three goobers choking up from that damn blueberry.

I'd like to point out that this is one of the rarest times where we get to see colored blood in the manga. I get that we've seen them bleed before, but the red popping up like that really made me miss it 🥰🥰

😀😀

Hotass masochist is at it again-

Anyways, Grougalorasalar brings Yugo and Adamai in their memories 💕without their consent💕 and...he actually never saw the Inglorium damn.

Daddy Grougalorasalar already has beef with these two morons so just imagine how he must be feeling from the fact that not only did they cause a lot of problems (without meaning to) in the world, but they also got to visit the gods' realm before him.

This guy might have lived far longer than these two and even he didn't see this place before them....

But what actually makes me confused here is that bro not only hates Yugo but is actually curious about what kinda shit he's gonna do next.

Like yeah he hates Yugo for doing shit he didn't mean to but at the same time he's waiting for him to do more shit cuz he's curious. Does...does Grougalorasalar like to cause trouble to people and to himself??

Omg...he's such a slut for pain i can't-

Yugo....sweetie...no 💕

A huge part of me knew he was still going to act recklessly and charge at Grougalorasalar without thinking. But on the other hand, a small part of me mindlessly hoped that he'd be more aware of the situation he was in. But at least it just goes to show that Yugo never lost his tendency to charge at the enemy ever since season 1.

Fun fact, in french, Yugo is yelling at him because he doesn't understand why Grougalorasalar would cause problems to "good people". I love how we still get to see his kid side resurfacing from time to time because that was the most stupidest thing a grown man could say.

YES!! THANK YOU!! THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT WE WANT TO KNOW!!

You have no idea how annoyed I felt when we got no answers as to why the other gods weren't present in Inglorium. I understood that it was because Tot wanted to explain their disappearances in Waven but I was still very into this mystery cuz it puts the eliatrope goddess in a bad light.

So to hear Grougalorasalar mention Inglorium's crumbled state makes me really happy to see cuz we get to at least dig on that topic.

OOOFFFFF‼️‼️‼️

NO YUGO HE'S GOT A POINT YOUR MOTHER WAS SO SUS ‼️‼️‼️

This is what I mean when I say that his mom needs to be held accountable, there's something seriously suspicious about someone who gives off weird vibes when they're supposed to be known as the goddess of LOVE AND CREATION.

I did not even think that Grougalorasalar knew about the state of the gods' realm, but it just goes to show that primordial dragons are aware of the world's situations and what goes beyond it.

But what shocked me the most in this chapter was that not only did Grougalorasalar know about the Inglorium being in shambles, BUT HE ALSO KNOWS WHO YUGO AND ADAMAI'S FATHER IS AND THAT THE GODDESS APPARENTLY INTERACTED WITH HIM BEFORE SEEING YUGO AND THE OTHERS.

There is a lot to unpack here just by reading these three panels.

First, Grougalorasalar confirmed to us that it was the Eliatrope goddess' fault that the other gods are not here. Back when someone asked her what had happened to the other gods, she simply dodged the question.

Second, Grougalorasalar claims that when the goddess got saved by Nora and Efrim, she went straight to her lover and freed him to take revenge on the other gods. This means that the goddess can, in fact, express feelings not related to pure emotions like love and compassion. She's like everyone else and does have faults of her own. This also proves us that this lover of hers is a very dangerous one. He's such a threat, in fact, that he was able to completely destroy the Inglorium and leave no traces as to where the other gods may have gone. We also got to know that her lover was angry. He may have been furious because the goddess had been imprisoned just like him. Why was he imprisoned? We don't know.

And third, Adamai doesn't know who their father is. It may seem very random that I'm mentioning him but it does make sense. Adamai had been taught and raised by Grougaloragran so he must've known who their father was. But judging by how Adamai seemed just as eager to know like Yugo, he never got to know who he is which means Grougaloragran, back in his prime, didn't know either.

But there are two people in Season 4 who must've known and those were Qilby and Nora.

The reason why Qilby knows is pretty obvious: he cannot forget a single thing from his millions of lives. So he must've known at some point who his father was.

And the reason why Nora knows is because she was assisting the goddess. Right after she saved her and had no choice but to leave Efrim behind to the necromes, she accompanied the goddess to free her father and then went with her to get the elite eliatropes.

If Qilby and Nora had still been alive, they would've explained everything to Yugo and Adamai, but we know that Tot loves to not reveal anything to these two 💀💀

Now for those who are not aware or haven't heard, Yugo and Adamai's father is not the Great Dragon apparently.

In an interview with Tot, he claimed that their father wasn't the Great Dragon and that the answer would be revealed soon.

So....take that as what you will.

Personally, it doesn't make any sense that he couldn't be the father because not only have we been told time and time again that the Great Dragon and the Goddess made the primordial eliatropes together, but we've also been told that he was also the one who created the krosmoz with her.

Now yes, he did take part in making the krosmoz it's just that Tot retconned the fact that he was the father of the primordial eliatropes.

It would've made much more sense if the Great Dragon was the father because it would explain why he had been imprisoned by the other gods for being too deadly.

But who knows, maybe Tot does have a good answer to all of this, and we've just never seen him before because he's a new character that had been hidden in the shadows all this time.

And speaking of Tot....

Remember when he said that Armand's name was supposed to be spelled with the letter 't' at the end?

Well...

THE CHAPTER LITERALLY ADDRESSES ARMAND WITH THE LETTER 'D' LIKE IT ALWAYS HAS BEEN ‼️‼️

You mean to tell me that this guy got so fed up with everyone from 'butchering' Armand's name when the seasons, the credits, the ovas, the mangas, and even the artbooks CALL HIM WITH A D.

Come on Tot just admit that you personally like to call him that cuz his name reminds you of a relative of yours. Because you make no sense when the show and the books have called him the exact opposite. Cuz if you keep doing that, we're just gonna break our heads and seriously wonder if we should trust your words over the canon source material that we've grown up with.

But anyways ✨️✨️

Not only did this chapter reveal that the goddess is sus, that we learned what happened when she got freed, that we know that Yugo and Adamai's father is not the Great Dragon, and that Tot makes his own headcanons, but we also got to see another character's name make a reveal in this chapter.

Why is Harebourg's name mentioned and why did Grougalorasalar tell them not to have messed with him. 😀😀😀

Look....

If his name being mentioned is because he's the official antagonist of Season 5, then I will die screaming from the top of a hill.

If not, then idk why Grougalorasalar chose to mention him out of all the antagonists that we got lol

But this does make sense! In a video posted by Ankama animations on YouTube, they mentioned that the antagonist for the season will be a new antagonist but someone that we already know. @geekgirles made sure to screenshot the exact moment where an employee had mentioned the antagonist of the fifth season here.

I actually really wish that Harebourg had recently been a problem for Yugo and Amalia because it would make 100% sense as to why Grougalorasalar even mentioned him in the first place.

It makes so much sense in fact THAT I MADE AN ENTIRE THEORY AS TO WHY IT'S PLAUSIBLE THAT HE'S STILL ALIVE HERE.

[mosquego359]

𖤐One Kiss and A Quidditch Match — Chapter 6: A Quidditch Rivalry𖤐

Prologue (recommended to read)

Chapter 5 (previous)

Pair: Cedric Diggory x Male Slytherin Reader

Word count: 2.7K words

Summary of the book: You and Cedric Diggory hate each other. It has always been this way. But everything changes one night when you kiss each other at a party. Now, it seems you can’t escape each other — from being partnered up in Herbology for an important project to having to help Cedric during the Triwizard Tournament.

Summary of the chapter: Professor Sprout requests that you help Cedric out and befriend him. You meet him in the library and things don't go as planned

Notes: Please comment anything I should change to improve this. Also, I am not British so I am not 100% sure how to correctly write people from the UK.

Content warning: A lot of curing.

!PLEASE DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE WITHOUT PERMISSION OR CREDITS TO ME!

...

“No.”

Professor Sprout sputtered, “Mr. (Surname)—”

“I said no,” you spat, despite how disrespectful that was, “I don’t want to be associated with him anymore! I know I agreed to partnering with him for Herbology, but look how well that went. I’m sorry but you’re quite mistaken if you believe we ever got along.” And with that, you turned on your heel and walked off

“Mr. (Surname)! Please calm down and listen,” she said, running after you. For a teacher, she didn’t have much authority, “I care about my students-”

“No you don’t. You only care about the Hufflepuffs and those who take interest in herbology. But not me. Why would you? I’m just this silly little Slytherin who loathes your beloved Cedric Diggory.”

“Of course I care about you!” Professor Sprout said, “I hold all of the students close to my heart whether you know it or not.”

You stop and swivel around to face her, “Then why do you want me to spend time helping the person I despise most in the school? If you really wanted the “best for us”, you wouldn’t want us clashing again.”

A short silence passed between the two of you. The stout woman sighed, “Sometimes, what’s best for someone isn’t evident.”

“What do you mean?” You huffed, your confusion and irritation obvious.

“We can’t have the top students in Year 6 constantly butting heads. It’s not even friendly competition; both you and Mr. Diggory are constantly at each other's throats, whether it’s helpful to the situation at hand or whether it bothers everyone!” She explained, “And now that you are 6th Years, you hold so much more influence over your houses. Every corner I turn, it seems that no one gets along if they’re from different houses!”

You frown, perplexed at what she was talking about. Maybe it was because you stuck close to your group and didn’t bother venturing to make new friends, but you’d never seen any conflict between Slytherins and Hufflepuffs. 

“I’m not actually aware of this, Professor.”

“Of course you’re not! You’re so engrossed in your rivalry with Cedric that you don’t notice how the problem’s spreading around campus,” Professor Sprout attempted to keep her voice soft as usual but it held a twinge of annoyance, “Now it’s time to grow up and forgive each other.”

You looked away, a bit irritated yet understanding where she came from. “Apologies, but I don’t like him enough to try and solve whatever’s going on. And, anyways, it’s been going on for a while, so it's kind of hard to forgive.”

“Well, do you even know how this whole deal started?” She asked.

The question made you pause, attempting to recall what caused you to hate him. You racked through your brain to find the root of the problem or even an interaction between the two of you before the start of your rivalry but your mind was blank. 

“I-I don’t know, Professor, it just seemed to always be that way.” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“You don’t even know the root of your problem and look at how your relationship with him turned out!” Professor Sprout responded, then more kindly, “It’s unfortunate; Cedric — Mr. Diggory — is a kind lad, and you two could have gotten along quite well. What a duo you would have made.”

“And…you’re saying that kids younger than us are fighting because of us?”

“Yes, that’s the main issue.”

“Oh. So I have to…talk to him nicely to fix this?”

“Well,” Professor Sprout chuckled, “It’s a tad bit more complicated than that, but in theory, it could work. And who knows, you might even make a friend…or more.”

You gave her a slightly judgemental look but didn’t confront her on anything, “Did Diggory agree to this or…?”

“Well, actually, I visited him right after the first task and he was the one that came to me for help. Not specifically for your help but he was never very good at puzzles and I thought that you could use this opportunity to make up. He found it an excellent idea.” She beamed.

The fact that Diggory thought of it as a good idea to speak to you was suspicious but Professor Sprout tended to be a little positive when summarising things so you didn’t think much of it. But your mind wandered to the kiss you shared at the party. The one that kept you up at night.

“Fine,” you sighed, giving in, “I’ll do it.”

“Really?” You nodded apprehensively. “Fantastic! I’ll schedule a date with him and inform you then. Thank you so much, (Name)—Mr. (Surname). Sorry! I have to go now, so I wish you a safe return to your dorm or wherever you may be heading.”

You smiled and waved her goodbye as she slowly backed away.

At around 6 PM, she came to you as you were looking for a book at the library. She informed you that Cedric wished to figure out the egg’s secret as quickly as possible, so they scheduled the meeting for tomorrow afternoon.

For the rest of the day, all night, and the next morning, you pondered on what you were going to say to him and felt generally nervous about the interaction. 

Your thoughts wandered to the kiss back at the party. It’s been over two months, and you still had it stuck in your head like a catchy song. Maybe you two could’ve been friends if not for the entire rivalry thing. Or more. The back of your neck grew warm at the thought. You quickly shook it out of your head.

As per usual, you informed Winnie (who reacted rather pleasantly to the news), Brian (who started theorizing the other possible reasons why Diggory wanted to meet with you) and Elsie (whom you felt you could trust and joined Brian in his speculation). 

You didn’t inform Alistair, though. You hadn’t forgiven him for his rudeness after the first Task of the Triwizard Tournament and generally didn’t feel you could trust him with something like this. He always seemed to dislike Cedric more than you ever had and never handled his emotions well.

So after class, you bade Winnie goodbye as you headed to the library where you expected Cedric to be.

You found him sitting in a corner by himself, back to the window where the glass rattled, the shimmering golden egg on the table next to a book he was reading. On the table lay a pile of books. You recognized a few about riddles and old treasures. Diggory seemed focused on the novel in front of him, hand in his hair. 

He looked so calm, so at ease, that you nearly forgot that you were supposed to hate him. Nearly.

The handsome Hufflepuff looked up as you approached him. His face was blank, but his eyes seemed to glare daggers into your own, taking you aback with how much hate was in that gaze. 

Diggory stood up and walked past you, “Follow me.”

You gave his back a perplexed look but followed him nonetheless. “Where are we going? Why aren’t you taking the egg? Answer me, Diggory! This isn’t about wanting to apologise and becoming friends, isn’t it?”

“I’d never be friends with someone like you.”

“Then what do you want?” You replied, slightly peeved at his response, and somewhere in your heart, you felt stupid and betrayed. Of course he wouldn’t be friends with you. “Where are we going? Respond or I’m leaving.”

With that, he swivelled to face you, causing you to nearly bump into him, “I challenge you to a one-on-one Quidditch match.”

You stared him down, finally getting a look at his outfit. What you thought as his school garments were actually his Quidditch uniforms, and with all the hints he gave you, you realised he was leading you to the Quidditch storage rooms where the brooms were kept.

You stepped away, feeling a bit weirded out. Earlier in the year, you would’ve probably accepted his challenge, but now, with the knowledge of the conflict between your houses and the turmoil of emotion clouding your head, you hesitated. And that hesitation gave Diggory the information he needed to get your answer.

“So you’re too scared for a competition?” he snarled.

“No, I’m just being logical.” you huffed, peeved, “It’s a tempest outside. Too dangerous to use our brooms.”

“So what? I don’t mind the extra difficulty.” Diggory looked you up and down, a cocky look in his eyes, “But it seems you do.”

The challenge triggered something in you, “I never said I refused. Get ready to get your ass beat, Diggory.” You spat his name at him and brushed past him to go to the Quidditch storage where you knew they kept extra brooms. Whatever hope of fixing the problems with the Houses vanished from your mind.

You were going to crush that motherfucker.

You grabbed your old broom — which you had given to the school for their own use — and stomped to the back door the Quidditch players used to leave unnoticed by other students. Along the way, you passed little to no students, most locked up in their dorms, cosying up by the fire as they watched the storm pass.

As you expected, Diggory was waiting for you, a confident look in his striking grey eyes. “You regret quitting, (Surname)?” he asked, eyeing you up and down.

Since you quit the team, you renounced your Quidditch uniform and stuffed it in the back of your closet back home instead of throwing it out. Maybe one of your cousins would grow up to love Quidditch. Who knows?

But now, you regretted your decision not to bring it to Hogwarts as you stood in your school cloak and warm uniform.

You huffed, “I’ll only regret if I lose to you, Diggory. Which would never happen, no matter how we play this game.” After a short yet intense pause, you added, “How do we do this with only two players?”

“Good question,” he said with a smirk and pulled out a small golden ball, “The goal isn’t to score points but to catch the Snitch. But for a little extra challenge, we also have to avoid the Bludgers.” He patted a case next to him.

A bead of sweat ran down your neck, and you silently gulped down your nervousness. “Sounds like you put the odds in your favour. Can’t wait to see the look on your face when I obliterate you.”

Diggory clicked his tongue, brows furrowing slightly as he pushed the backdoor open.

A gust of wind bludgeoned through, causing you to block your face with your arm. Rain splattered you in the face, and you turned it from the entrance.

“Are you sure this is safe, Diggory?” You asked, hesitant.

He handed you big goggles and put his own on his face. “An Impervius spell has been cast on them, so you’ll be able to see.” As you grabbed it, he added with a sly grin, “I can’t be beating you that easily.”

You shot him a glare as you put the goggles on your head. It certainly helped against the beating rain, but you kept flinching when it touched your face. You hated playing in shitty weather.

Diggory stepped outside, and you followed, closing the door behind you. You had to slow it so it would slam loudly.

Once the two of you were in the middle of the court, you got onto your brooms, and Diggory released the Snitch, keeping it in his line of sight until it zoomed behind him. As the case where the Bludgers rattled, you felt your heart rate increase; never had you felt unsafe playing Quidditch — there was always a professor around and Slytherin Beaters having your back — but now, the vastness of the court and unseen danger of it all frightened you.

“Three. Two. One.” Cedric counted over the blasting wind.

“Go!”

Then the both of you took off.

You scanned the court for the minuscule ball of gold that circled the arena — which was difficult because of how foggy and rainy it was but mostly kept away from Diggory. That was until he flew right next to you.

“I’m going to release the Bludgers. Be careful.” He yelled over the roaring wind and pulled out his wand, heading away from you. Your stomach dropped as he said those words; you had secretly wished he had forgotten about them.

Despite the tempest around you, you somehow heard the chains of the Bludger case falling and the sound of them zooming in the air in search of you. You let out an unconscious whimper and gripped your broom tighter, heart pounding your chest.

The rain drenched your clothes and skin, sticking your hair and uniform to your skin. The roaring wind reminded you of a howling pack of wolves: hungry and ready to take what they wished to feast on.

Your eyes frantically searched for that flash of gold, eager to get the game over with. It was rather difficult, considering the amount of fog and rain hindering your vision and the wind beating against you and your broom.

You occasionally saw Diggory close to you or heard the sound of a Bludger, but every time that any of the two seemed to approach you too much, you quickly flew to a different area to search for the Golden Snitch as you fought against the harsh winds of the growing storm.

Suddenly, you saw a dark shape in front of you, zooming towards you. A Bludger.

You swerved to the right, barely dodging the ball and willed your broom to fly away as fast as possible. The Bludger chased you across the pitch like a starving lion chasing an injured antelope. 

You rolled to the left, turned to the right, rushed up and dropped down, desperately trying to get away from it. It nearly hit you once, but instead ran into your broom. You hoped it wasn’t damaged. At that point, you had completely forgotten about the Snitch, the beating of your heart against your chest blurring your thoughts. You normally don’t feel this fear. You shouldn’t feel this afraid.

At some point, you’re flying neck to neck with Cedric. Throwing away your pride you yelled at him to put the Bludgers back in their case.

“What, are you scared? You’re backing out this early?” He mocked.

“I don’t give a flying fuck what you think; I value my safety. This is certainly not keeping me safe!” You growled, “Put the fucking Bludgers away! Ah!” A gust of wind had pushed you, and you nearly ran into Diggory.

“Safe? The way you’re flying isn’t safe!”

You grunted, trying to keep your broom under control, but for some reason, it was swerving wildly. “I can’t — It’s not doing what I want! What the–” You yelled over the screaming wind, your panic increasing and your stomach dropping.

By now, Diggory had noticed something was actually wrong, and you weren’t fucking with him. “(Surname)! Your broom is broken!” He warned, realising too late that the Bludger probably hit your broom, cracking it.

You swore under your breath, the crazy winds abusing your broom, and the ride suddenly worsened when your broom seemed to stop working altogether, causing you to go spiralling across the arena.

You held onto your broom out of fear as you screamed.

Oh God. Oh God.

You were going to die.

Suddenly, you felt your body jolt. You felt branches whip at your face and limbs, and your right arm felt numb and like jello, but the tree nevertheless caught you and prevented you from hitting the ground, which would have probably killed you instantly.

Your head felt light. You probably hit it when you crashed into the tree.

If this was how death felt like, you wouldn’t mind dying.

You closed your eyes, and it was as if the light in your body was snuffed out, and everything around you turned black.

[cutesyaddy]

from foes to forever

(part two)

Min Ho Moon x Reader

a/n:uhm kinda short sorry, i’ll try make the next one a little longer, hope you enjoy anyway

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After arriving to kiss and settling in my dorm with my roommate (and maybe new friend), Madison, I was so ready for this welcome party.

I wore a cute light yellow dress with intricate folds that cascaded down my legs. To pair with that, I wore some strappy heels and minimal gold jewellery, along with some cute yellow eyeshadow to bring it all together.

When I made it to the party, I couldn't help but feel nervous, yet excited. all at the same time.

I shrugged the nerves off and walked into the venue.

I heard a small ping from my phone, and I pulled it out quickly; it was my sister back home. I smiled at my phone while trying to text and walk at the same time.

The room was packed with students, the music was loud, and I was trying to weave through the crowd while simultaneously on my phone. bad idea.

My focus was completely elsewhere, and when I finally looked up, I collided with someone—hard.

(Sorry this part may be confusing because I kept switching povs.)

Min Ho was holding a drink and joking around with Q when bang, someone bumped into him, and the collision sent liquid from his drink all over his designer shirt.

He stares down at himself, then at the person that bumped into him. He gave me a disbelieving look. “God, watch where you’re going!”

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t paying attention,” I blurted out, handing him some napkins from the table.

He snatches them from me, annoyed. “Yeah, clearly. Do you make a habit of running people over, or is it just me?” His tone is sharp, and there’s a flicker of recognition in his eyes—he remembers her from the airport.

I freeze, narrowing my eyes as I realise who he is. “Oh, it’s you,” I say, my tone immediately shifting. “The guy who doesn’t believe in apologizing.”

A few people turned to watch our encounter. “Are you always this clumsy? Should I be worried for my future shirts?” he sneered.

“It was an accident; I already apologized, jeez.” I folded my arms in front of my chest. “Maybe if you weren’t standing in the middle of the walkway, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“This wouldn’t have happened if you were watching where you were going.” He stepped towards you, fuming.

“You’re one to talk, am I recalling incorrectly? Was it not you who bumped into that poor girl at the airport and didn’t even apologize for it?” A sudden realisation occurred in your head.

“Hey, you told her you couldn’t speak English; what, are you a liar as well?”

After a heated back-and-fourth with him, I muttered, “You know what? forget it” and walked away embarrassed and frustrated.

I left him standing there annoyed by our interaction, but what I didn't know was that he was amused by my ability to dish it back.

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the next day i was walking around campus, trying to get used to the new environment.

Sometimes people would look at me funny; they probably recognised me from my “performance” last night.

I groan inwardly at the thought. I caused a big scene in front of like half the school on the first day. ‘how embarrassing’

Madison wouldn't shut up about it this morning.

flashback**

“So… I heard you made quite the impression last night. You and Min Ho are the KISS gossip right now.” She pokes at me.

“ugh. Please don’t remind me.” I hid my face in my hands. “Hey—I'm just saying, I've heard things about him, and it takes guts to talk back to the Min Ho. Most people wouldn’t dare.

“seriously? “the” Min Ho? He’s not even scary, just super infuriating.”

flashback over**

‘I just hope I don't run into him again for a while.’

I decided to stop at the café to grab a coffee, and of course, the one person I didn't want to see was ahead of me in line.

‘Okay (y/n), play it cool; maybe he won’t notice.’ but unsurprisingly, with my luck, he noticed me behind him.

When he saw me, he smirked and stepped aside. “Ladies first. Or are you worried you’ll trip over me since you’re such a clutz?”

“You know, I would’ve thought you’d already used up your quota of annoying comments for the day.”

The tone with this “argument” was different than the night prior. This seemed like pointless bickering; there was no malicious intent behind his voice.

“I'm full of surprises,” he spoke smugly. I couldn't help rolling my eyes. “Maybe I don't need a coffee.”

finished with this conversation, I started walking away. “Careful; I wouldn’t want another accident!” He yelled loud enough for others to hear.

I shot him a glare, but I couldn't stop myself from feeling amused.

SORRY ITS SHORT!! PART THREE HERE

ALSO IM VERY OPEN TO CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM SO PLEASE LEAVE ANY TIPS IN THE COMMENTS 🙏

[htchnr]

ミ★ trains and porch lights ꜜ COOPER HOWARD.

𖦹 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𖦹 𝐛𝐮𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐨-𝐟𝐢!

「 ꜜsummary,, while Cooper finds a home in them, Lucy'll thinks she'll never understand your odd southern expressions. 」

「 ꜜcontent,, my beloved southern!Reader x Cooper + Lucy dynamic again ⋆ southern nonsense ⋆ poor Lucy feeling left out of the fun ⋆ drinking ⋆ dirty bar ⋆ Cooper's awful teasing ⋆ hint that you and Coop hooked up the previous night ⋆ semi established relationship. ꜜwc,, 0,6k. 」

© 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 𝐇𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐑. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!

" my heavens, he's got a face that could make a train take a dirt road. " Lucy hears you mumble under your breath as you sit down beside Cooper. he snorts, almost choking on his saliva.

you set the drinks down on the dirty table, moving each to the right person. " no really, i swear the porch light's on but ain't nobody home. had to repeat myself four times. it ain't even that busy or loud! "

Lucy just blinks as she sips on her drink, confused eyes flitting between you and Cooper. he clearly gets what you're on about, but she doesn't have the faintest idea. " why would.. a train, take a dirt road? " she asks.

Cooper laughs, downing most of his drink in one go. you swallow a generous amount down, raising your brow. " haven't y'seen 'em? " you nod at the guy manning the bar.

Lucy looks past you, eyes landing on the guy. her nose wrinkles up, she's definitely seen.. nicer.. guys to look at. " what about him? "

you snort, taking another large sip. " well, f'you saw 'em on the tracks, wouldn't you wanna take a different road? "

Cooper watches the two of you with an amused look on his scarred face. while he feels at home with your southern remarks, Lucy only grows more confused by the day.

she shrugs, " i don't know? " taking another sip.

you huff, waving her off. Cooper laughs, " don't worry, i get'ya. " as he pats your thigh. " he looks as useless as a milk bucket under a bull. "

you smile wide from behind your glass, downing the remainder. " see, Coop, " you grin, turning to face him. you kick up your boots to lay crossed in his lap. " that's why i could never hate you. "

Lucy watches the interaction, Cooper's gloved hand stroking up your calve. he tilts his head, hat tipping, as he nods. " 'think i saw a bulletin board back over there, " Cooper nods to the back of the bar. " we should go see f'they've got any heads for us to gather. "

you nod, swinging your legs off his lap before you move to stand up. Lucy finishes her drink, standing up along with you and Cooper.

you stretch your arms, then your back. " i say we find us a decent hotel for the night, " you grunt, hands supporting your lower back as you make your way to the board. " cause after that stiff floor last night, my body needs a damn mattress. "

Cooper snickers beside you, his gloved hand briefly smoothing over the back of your shoulders. " y'didn't sound like you were complainin' much last night, " he squeezes the base of your neck slightly before moving past you to the board.

Lucy's eyes widen at the comment, her cheeks flushing slightly. " Cooper, you asshole! wait till i get you on your back, then we'll see who's complainin' next! " you jog after him, Lucy opting to stay a little behind in hopes of dodging the rest of your clearly private conversation.

" now darlin', don't threaten me with a good time. " is the last comment she can make out, as she watches you smack his hat off his head and place it on yours. and unsurprisingly, Lucy doesn't spot a single dagger being shot your way, only that filthy smirk on his thinned lips that's only ever there for you.

y'all i missed writing for Cooper so much 🥲🫠 i love this dynamic way too much, it's by far my favorite that i've written 😭🩷

please send me some requests if you've got the time! i'd love to write some short things for this cheeky Ghoul again 🫠

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[sappho-favourite-pupil]

My ex is at it again

[welcometogrouchland]

Also I am. Constantly forgetting how fucking funny Hunter is. We never give him enough credit for how funny he is because his life is so fucked up but I swear 90% of his lines are just bit after bit after bit. He's not even trying either. Anytime he actively tries to make a joke it falls flat but if you just put him in a Scenario he'll find a way to be so over invested and yet out of touch/at odds with whatever's going on. He's so autistic

[moeblob]

Honestly? Good anime imo! I really enjoyed Aileen. I enjoyed Claude. I enjoyed Isaac and Keith and Rachel and Almond and Ribbon. I enjoyed Belzebuth and the flock of ducks (Walt/Kyle/Auguste) and Jasper.

[the-mayor-of-hatersville]

I'm live and let live for the most part despite appearances, but I have to say the damage fucking,,,, the slytherin skittles as a concept has done to other peripheral characters in the marauders era? Unmatched. Is it bad that y'all are making up headcanons about these characters? Admittedly no, you can do whatever you want forever just like me. HOWEVER Is it really annoying that Every Single Character has to have a knock off marauders friend group now? Yes. Does it annoy me that characters who could be so much more complex than they are keep getting used as fodder for relationship drama with fucking Jegulus of all ships? Undoubtedly. Does it piss me off to see characters, particularly female characters, w being used to prop up death eaters who frankly are not half as interesting? Very Much So.

[liquidstar]

sleepovers save money on hotel rooms while on missions 👍

[avatarkcrra]

tlt enjoyers i am so curious to know what has been occupying your mind the most during the alectopause. i for one Cannot Stop Thinking about judith deuteros.

[marimbles]

at the risk of sounding like really entitled….

does anyone else have a fic that is their most popular, but you don’t want it to be, because you don’t think it deserves it, and you have better stuff, and while ofc you are grateful that people like something you wrote, it’s almost annoying that for some reason That one is the most popular. lmao

[todayisafridaynight]

i’m pretty surprised that you can be in a fandom without really checking the tags regularly for new content or discussions that’s pretty impressive

ive got twitter for that and twitter has shown me enough as is

[deepseawave]

obsessed w the tags on ur last reblog

Omgg, thank you haha, it was a quality post so I just had to appreciate it in full force 😂❤️

Can‘t believe someone would actually enjoy my yapping :,D