#everything halfblood aesthetic

[everything-halfblood-aesthetic]

Ship Aesthetic - Daughter of Hecate x Son of Hephaestus

For @analogdetective

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS:

💖 APHRODITE: Goddess of Love and Beauty 🕊

author's note: I had a sudden idea about writing some headcanons Camp Halfblood demigods being claimed and what it's like for each respective god and cabin, followed by a small blurb afterwards. Thank you for reading and please like and reblog! The order is not in order of the cabin numbers. [PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST]

When you arrive at camp, you’re already got eyes following you. There’s something about you that draws people’s eyes to you. It could be your face, your hair, your eyes, your hands when they move, how you walk, how you move. So when you get claimed by Aphrodite, your fanfare is totally expected by others and unexpected when you get a magical makeover by your godly mother’s blessing. You’re dressed to the nines, your look done up perfectly like you're a movie star walking on the red carpet. People stare at you with awe and you can feel it.

The moment you are shown the Cabin, all you can think of is “Oh god it’s a god dang barbie mansion”; this may either fulfill your deepest childhood dream or your worst nightmare.

There’s gossip everywhere in the cabin. You’re hearing about people’s love lives, social interactions, and everything about the people in camp. Even if you’re not as romantically inclined yourself, you’re practically spoiled for choice for hearing about drama. There may be no TV or shows for you to watch, but this is the next best thing. It’s like the Kardashians, House Wives, and Golden Girls all the same.  

Shipping. So much shipping. Shipping between campers in your cabin and outside the cabin. Shipping between movie stars to literal characters. Heck, even self-shipping is encouraged! It’s a shipper's galore. 

The Aphrodite cabin likes to have fashion runs. A lot of the Aphrodite demigods become models and do a catwalk. But if you’re not that interested in being a model, there are still ways to participate. 

If you like to design and make your own clothes, the Aphrodite cabin has your back. You have access to all types of fabrics, patterns, and materials you could need. You have no shortage of models for you to work with. If you’re interested in doing make-up, cosmetic or movie makeup,  you have plenty of people to practise on. Even if children of Aphrodite have the ability to have permanent makeup and whatnot, it doesn’t mean you still can’t use your skills to be on fleek. 

You know the meme where you see a woman putting eyeliner with the sword to make sure it's sharp? You see that way too often.

You're swiftly proven that functionality being sacrificed for fashion is a myth. It can be done and it has been done, but it's just some outweigh functionality with AESTHETICS

Stans. Stans everywhere. People don’t usually see the Aphrodite kids fight and break character unless it comes to their stan. If you haven’t seen them fight before, you do now. You’re still reeling from the BTS stans.

K-dramas. K-pop. Enough said. 

You look at yourself as best as you could, it was both familiar yet foreign.  It was like looking at the mirror, seeing yourself and all the positives of your body. Even if you had a negative view of yourself, it was gone and changed.  

A girl stepped up, her black hair swaying, and you looked at her in awe as she smiled at you. “Hi! My name is Silena Beauregard, welcome to Cabin 10!” 

“Oh hi” you said lamely, but before you could say anything further, you saw a large amount of pink in your vision. “Oh my god” you couldn’t help uttering as soon as your eyes laid on the Aphrodite cabin. It was pink in glory, and all you can think was that it was a true to god barbie house. 

“Ah yeah,” said Selina, “Welcome to the Barbie house.”

“Wait it’s really called that?” 

“Well, we really shouldn’t be calling it a Barbie house, but ... .I do admit it is pretty much a barbie house” Selina whispered in the last part. 

You couldn’t help snicker and Selina gave you a knowing smile and wink, before she led you to the door.

“You ready?” she asked. 

“Ready as I’ll ever be” you replied after taking a deep breath. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll be here for every step of the way” she reassured and you smiled back. As soon the door opened, there was a waft of perfume. It wasn’t particularly strong or particularly bad, in fact it made you happy, but you could smell it anyways. There was a twinge of emotion that stirred up in you; it reminded you of smelling a perfume that reminded you of home and love…for some reason, you had a flash of a woman holding you to her chest and you burying your nose into her, your eyes closing with warmth.

“Hey everyone, let me introduce you to our new half-sibling!” introduced Selina, gently putting a hand on your shoulder. You raised your hand and waved, introducing yourself. That was all it took before the flood work came. Immediately, all the inhabitants in the cabin begun to interview you from where you were from, your favourite colour, your favourite colour, band, and etc-

Your head was absolutely swimming but as you all talked to each other, sharing your likes and dislikes, you had a feeling you were going to be alright.

[moonlightdancer26]

Thanks @thatlittlefangirl for the tag!!

Nickname: Moon/Moony

Zodiac sign: Gemini (technically a Gemini-Cancer cusp)

Height: forgot my exact height in cm but I’m around 5’11

Last thing I googled: buffalo chicken salad recipes

Amount of sleep: not consistent enough

Dream job: as successful as my dad

Favourite song: too many to choose from, but off the top of my head I’d say any song by Taylor Swift (sad songs, happy songs, love songs, ovulation songs (don’t ask), she’s got em all), Nervous by the Neighbourhood, Montreal or Die For You by the Weeknd, Crying Lightning by Arctic Monkeys.

Movie/book that describes me most: Lady Bird or Dead Poets Society.

Favourite instrument: guitars (esp electric 🙏🏼) or pianos

Favourite aesthetics: dark academia and old money

Favourite author: Leo Tolstoy and George Orwell

Random fun fact: Naturally good at everything I do except drawing. I literally just CAN’T. Used to be super good at it as a child until 7th and 8th grade, when I had my two most evil art teachers, they made me loathe anything to do with art and my talent then became an obligation. Now I can’t draw anything to save my life (also @ my art teachers.. I’ll never forget you BITCHES)

Tagging: @halfblood-princes-crown @astronova-00 @half-blood-slytherpuff and anyone else who wants to join!!

Get to know me :) thank you for the tags @pizzaapeteer, @justchillaxplz, @doremimosasol, @thatdammchickennugget and @heirofs1ytherin I GUESSS i'll do it lol

Nickname: Lyss (apparently)

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Height: wouldn't you like to know

Last thing I googled: sciatic nerve (i was worried i'd hurt myself LOL)

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Dream job: some sort of victim's advocate or social reseacher with the hope to influence social policy for the better lol

Favourite song: spotify wrapped says that 'happier than ever - edit' by billie eilish has been my top song for two years, so let's go with that lol

Movie/book that describes me the most: difficult! um. i usually identify myself with my music! maybe lady bird. or little women.

Favourite instrument: the cello. i've played it since i was 11.

Favourite aesthetics: it isn't really pastel goth, but i love a blend of the hyperfeminine and spooky. if it is pink AND freaky? sign me up.

Favourite author: my mutuals <3

Random fun fact: i'm a beverage girl and currently have 7 drinks on my desk with me, lol.

no pressure tags - @ashisgreedy, @slytherinslut0, @fandoms-are-my-h0me, @theeslutintheroom, @azrielscrown, @celerydays, @localravenclaw

[tendertokyo]

My take on NCT at Hogwarts

what is it with me and being active on this god forsaken app all of a sudden... anyways, i know that we've thrown jk rowling in the garbage but listen i can't just throw away my whole childhood for one stupid rich white cis woman. also i have no idea what's going on with the neos but when do i ever? alright here we go

taeil: he's giving me frustrated hufflepuff, like he really wished to be in gryffindoor but it didn't work out. think he'd be a halfblood and have a pet toad. likes to visit hagrid for tea sometimes. simps over some bad bitch in slytherin, really thinks she's into him too, everyone tells him she's way out of his league. broke his wand twice already trying to open a can of sardines

taeyong: also strong hufflepuff energy. he's the keeper and captain of their quidditch team and a prefect too, picked purely cause he's good with kids. walks around without his scarf in the cold winter because he wrapped it around ten's neck one morning and nagged on him for not taking care of his health properly, never got the scarf back and doesn't mind. i feel like snape would intimidate the crap out of him, like he would not be able to stay calm during his classes rip. he'd be adored by all the other teachers though, especially flitwick who believes he's really gifted in charms

johnny: a gryffindoor pureblood and keeper and captain of the quidditch team. always the one who tries to talk things out with mcgonnagall when they pull some stupid shit and get caught, never successful. has the marauders map and likes to throw underground raves in hidden rooms and tunnels. buddies with peeves and the house elves. buddies with everyone actually. and regardless of liking him like that or not, every girl in school has fantasized of fucking him in the quidditch locker room showers ooooop-

yuta: omg the heartbreaker of the school. a halfblood slytherin prefect and beater. snape's favourite student, like he gets whatever he wants from that man without trying. everyone is lowkey into him cause of his hot and mysterious vibe and there are so many rumours about his sex life circulating around, but no one actually knows if he's seeing someone. people also speculate he's a metamorphmagus but no lol he just dies his hair a lot. has a pet cat who's mean to everyone except him and mark. likes to explore the forbidden forest cause he's a weirdo

doyoung: a ravenclaw pureblood who hates quidditch, only shows up for taeyong's matches and nags him afterwards if hufflepuff loses. he's the headboy and happily uses his title to threaten haechan. hates divination with a passion and idolizes mcgonnagal, as he should. knows everyone's bussiness in the whole damn castle, never starts drama but almost always ends it. used to tutor some younger students but they quickly realised he's a mini mcgonnagall and zoomed straight outta there. snape lowkey wishes he was in slytherin but don't tell anyone

kun: gryffindoor headboy, probably the calmest person in that entire house and the only one who can kinda control the chaos. if yangyang or hendery annoy him too much he'll give them the wrong password on purpose, mcgonnagal has this unspoken respect for him for that reason. feels really bad for the house elves and wants to help them as much as he can. known as the dad or daddy of gryffindoor, depending on who you ask hehehehe

ten: the artsiest ravenclaw but fucking terrible at riddles, so he's always stuck at the door unless someone let's him inside lmao. is super into divination but purely for the aesthetic. never wears his uniform properly, always wears taeyong's scarf and lots of witchy jewelry. started a dance club in the room of requirement, loves hogwarts halloween with his whole heart. set a classroom on fire once and managed to sneak away undetected. always hooks up with someone at johnny's parties

jaehyun: the fucking fratboy of gryffindoor. he's a halfblood and a chaser on the quidditch team. left so many girls on read oh my god. sneaks alcohol and weed into school, coorganizes parties with johnny, yuta and mark. people think he's this hot bad boy or some shit, lol no bitch he's a dumbass don't waste your energy on a doofus like him, have you heard his laugh he sounds like a 45 year old man. mcgonnagall doesn't trust him at all, always looks at him with shifty eyes. the fat lady flirts with him everytime he approaches the commonroom door

winwin: on the snobby pureblood side of slytherin, like he gives off really judgy vibes. is in ten's dance club, there's a rumor going around that he's an animagus 'cause he moves gracefully like a cat or smth, but he isn't he's just really talented. spends most of his time in the owlery petting birds. the bloody baron freaks him out, most of the ghosts do. tried to be a big brother figure to renjun and chenle but they bullied his ass like crazy so he dropped them like hot potatoes

jungwoo: the most confident gryffindoor y'all. he's a muggleborn and a chaser. has the cutest pet owl, is really into care of magical creatures. snape hates him because he's too "sunny" of a person. wild at parties but looks fine in the morning somehow. the biggest flirt you'll ever meet and has so many bitches wrapped around his little finger lol, there's a rumor going around that he's real beast in bed. awesome at dueling, uses his cute airhead shtick to apsolutely destroy people. can you tell i love his pisces ass?

lucas: a hufflepuff halfblood and beater. wannabe fuckboy but can't because he cares too much lol, those muscles are made of feelings dawg. hits on every girl he sees and is almost always successful 'cause we're weak for cute and sweet himbos. is the biggest show off on the quidditch field and has his own fan club. really into care for magical creatures, like literally wants to befriend every single one of them, hagrid has to pull his ass away from them before he gets hurt rip

mark: a gryffindoor prodigy, a muggleborn and a chaser. the most stressed prefect you've ever seen. mcgonnagall has a soft spot for him and everyone knows it. snape dislikes him but respects him because he's fucking brilliant at potions. a lot of people like him and are into him but he doesn't know how to respond to them lol socially awkward king. plans parties with johnny yuta jaehyun and ten, is always roped into the dreamies schemes against his will. no one can fucking tell if him and haechan are on good terms cause they're at each other's throats all the time, but slobber all over each other like crazy when they get drunk

xiaojun: the most emotional ravenclaw. a halfblood and a prefect. he dated a girl for a long time and she broke his heart, moped about it in the prefect's bathroom for ages. lowkey believes she cheated on him with yuta but isn't sure, is extra weary around him though. says he's done with love but then simps over a new girl every two weeks smh. no one understands how he's such good friends with hendery and yangyang, like the combination of the two of them is a recipe for disaster. whenever they rope him into their bullshit, he always manages to drop their asses in the perfect time and doesn't get caught. many portaits are jealous of him 'cause he has better bone structure then them lol

hendery: the best definition of a gryffindoor. comes from a rich pureblood family, is a beater on the quidditch team. he's the life of the party, man. out of all the students he hates, he is the one snape hates the MOST and he's so proud of that. a really fast runner so he never ends up in detention 'cause it's just too hard to catch him. buddies with the ghosts and hagrid. tries really hard to impress girls, it only works half of the time when he's not being too intense

yangyang: also a gryffindoor pureblood, tried out for the chaser position but didn't make it, is still bitter about it. has a really fucked up owl that always messes up his letters. constantly in detention, like he's cleaned that entire castle by himself 43 times already. also in ten's dance club, also really good at dueling when he actually tries. really into muggle culture, explores it in his free time and shows everyone cool, new music he found all the time. gives kun daily headaches cause he's way too energetic in the morning

shotaro: imma say he's a hufflepuff but don't quote me on that cause i don't know him that well. he seems like he'd have lots of friends though and would be in ten's dance club

sungchan: don't know him well either so i'll just say gryffindoor??

renjun: i'm torn between ravenclaw and slytherin, gonna go with slytherin for him. he's a halfblood and a prefect, also uses his title to threaten haechan. loves defence against the dark arts anď herbology, might become a healer someday. gets tricked by the moving staircases all the fucking time, ends up at madam pomfrey's way more than he likes to admit. likes the slytherin aesthetic but can't stand the evil stereotypes. most people think him and chenle are brothers, wants to strangle chenle when he plays into it. once told the bloody baron to fuck off, no one dares get on his bad side since that day

jeno: pureblood hufflepuff prefect and a chaser. he's the cute, athletic guy everyone has a crush on. is on snape's good side 'cause he likes cleaning up his brewing station after finishing the task the lession is about. is the best flyer in the entire school and has the best chance of getting scouted in the future, everyone knows it but if you mention it to him he blushes like crazy. i feel like he's been in many fwb situations but they all ended well because he's a gentleman

haechan: a slytherin through and through. halfblood and seeker on the quidditch team. thought he was gonna be prefect and was hella pissed he wasn't chosen, i mean hello you're a snake who would want to give a snake authority goddamn it. also always complains during quidditch matches, calls everything a foul just 'cause he wants to win. puts up this persona of the mischevious slytherin boy but it falls flat on it's ass because he's peeves's favourite target

jaemin: a muggleborn hufflepuff, because of that reason he's sworn to himself he'll take care of jisung like a mother. a chaser on the quidditch team. such a sweetheart my gosh, like that dude is always so happy, unless he hasn't drunk his 6 cups of coffee. speaking of, mcgonnagall and pomfrey worry for his health like crazy but won't admit it. excells at care for magical creatures and charms, horrible at ancient runes like he didn't think there'd be so much math involved. girls are also crazy into him but he's such an introvert, the thought of someone wanting to be around him so much scares him. still flirts with everything that breathes lol

chenle: a slytherin and a pureblood, from one of those rich old families. because of that people expect him to be a lil brat, turns out to be the coolest guy you'll ever meet. he's friends with everyone regardless of house, a chaser on the quidditch team, known as the one who scores the most points in a game. he's great at defence against the dark arts and transfiguration, is thinking about becoming an auror 'cause that dude fears nothing i'm telling you. was made a prefect instead of haechan, rubs it in his face like crazy, but ultimately just let's people get away with stupid shit like "haha nice one, respect". memorized all the secret passageways of the castle in his head, helps johnny, mark, ten and jaehyun with their parties. pisses off filch like no other, was in detention all the time with yangyang until they realised how terrible it is when the two of them are in close contact lol so he gets let off the hook all the time. also fucking flirts with everything that breathes, the biggest fucking tease like you never know what he means smh

jisung: jaemin's muggleborn hufflepuff son, though most people are surprised he isn't in gryffindoor 'cause god the reckless shit that boy pulls... always late to breakfast with his uniforn all messy. people think he's very innocent but like his bestfriend is chenle, so how pure could he be. he's a seeker on the quidditch team, goes extra hard during hufflepuff-slytherin matches 'cause he wants to knock haechan off his high horse. blushes like crazy whenever he sees a cute girl which only gives chenle more reason to tease him 'cause he's a lil bitch like that. is the star of ten's dance club but has tripped and fallen down multiple flights of stairs, this kid's a walking paradox

to conclude:

gryffindoor: johnny, kun, jaehyun, jungwoo, mark, hendery, yangyang, sungchan

hufflepuff: taeil, taeyong, lucas, jeno, jaemin, shotaro, jisung

ravenclaw: doyoung, ten, xiaojun

slytherin: yuta, winwin, renjun, haechan, chenle

[asheshq]

STATISTICS.

name: evander macmillan birth date (age): 16 January (32) faceclaim: regé-jean page gender identity (pronouns): cismale ( he / him ) blood status: pureblood occupation: Ministry of Magic, Dept. of Magical Law Enforcement - Improper Use of Magic

AESTHETICS & MOTIVATIONS.

Despite your best efforts you were never your parents focus, never their first choice as a child. You were given the best of the best as far as education. Tried your very best to make them proud and be the perfect son. You were the perfect son. But then she was born. It wasn’t that you hated your sister, because you didn’t and still don’t; it wasn’t her fault that your parents doted on her instead, paid more attention to her instead, loved her instead. You couldn’t help but feel a small amount of resentment towards her. The moment your mother took her away from you was when you decided that if your parents were going to choose her over you (even though you were the one who wholeheartedly believed in the ideals your father instilled in you) then you were going to try and shape her into someone worthy of your father’s affections. Mold her into the person she was meant to be–supposed to be. Even if doing so kills you in the end.

BIO.

Just busy. 

That was what he told himself as a child so he wouldn’t feel so alone. Evander spent most of his childhood playing by himself quietly and trying desperately to get his parents attention. While he had the world at his fingertips and anything a child could want at his disposal, it wasn’t what a child his age needed. It was true that his parents were incredibly busy people. Always on the go and barely a word to each other in between. But things changed when his sister was born. Their attention was now focused on her and she was given everything that he simply was not. Evander took notice of this even as a small child and his heart broke. Why wasn’t he worthy of attention and love? Why wasn’t he seen? As they grew, so did they in closeness. Evander and Isabella were near inseparable and told each other everything. He decided that if their parents were going to focus on her he might as well shape her into the kind of witch that they could be proud of.

Thing was, that they were just two different people. While he saw things the way their father did and wholeheartedly believed in those ideals–Isabella was the opposite. Or at least that was what it seemed. His sister took more after their mother and Evander blamed it on the fact that when she got old enough that their mother whisked her away. Never spending too much time apart but it was enough every time for him to learn to resent their mother. He still loved her, she was his mother, but he couldn’t help but feel the growing disdain every time she took Isabella with her. Why wouldn’t she take him too? Was he not enough? It was like a knife was shoved in his stomach and twisted each and every time he watched them leave and said goodbye. In leaving Evander behind with his father, he was molded into a respectable wizard. One who knew who to talk to and associate with. He made formalities and small talk like everyone else. Falling in line with the rest of the pureblood families. He was going to be the perfect son, he decided. He would make them notice him.

Once in school, he assumed things would be different. He was sorted into Ravenclaw and nothing ever made more sense to him than being at that table. He was welcomed with open arms and over time he made himself a little family. Tom Riddle, while halfblood, had the same mindset and drive that Evander did. It was only natural for the two to become close friends. His need to prove his parents (or father at the very least) wrong, that he was worth love and attention, along with his growing friendship with his peers only served to drive a wedge between him and Isabella. It hurt him to watch her go down the wrong path. To watch her make friends with the wrong lot. She was their parents' pride and joy so why wasn’t she acting like it? But no matter what Isabella did it just made their parents prouder and praise her even more. Evander knew that their father was disappointed but he still made every excuse in the book for his sister. A luxury he was never given.

Exiting school, he was given an internship at the Ministry and Evander fell in love with his work. As soon as he was eligible, he took a position in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. A few years in and he got a letter from his good friend Tom from school. Tom had taken notice at how devastatingly good at gathering information Evander was in school and how he was at his job now. They spoke at length of what the Wizarding World was coming to and how disgusting it was. Both coming to an agreement that it was unacceptable. That was when Tom told him that he needed Evander’s help. He had plans and since the two had been close in school and shared the same ideals–Evander was eager to help. Thinking Tom a genius and admired him for taking the initiative to change the way the world ran.

Only problem was–where would that put Isabella? Evander decided that he would try to bring her back home. If it was the last thing he did..

CONNECTIONS.

TBD.

EVANDER MACMILLAN IS PLAYED BY MIRANDA.

[fanficparker]

First of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!!! MAY YOU HAVE THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!!!! Second what about a small blurb where Haz surprises you with coming home on your birthday? I know its cliche but i font think we have many like these in haz fandom. Also i love your writing so much and would love to read your version 😍😍 and Happy Birthday again!!!!

Aahhh haaaa THANK YOU SO MUCHHH!!! and haha why not.. It would be so self-indulgent 🙈🙈🙈🙈 // Word count: 370 words

Silence on both sides of the phone.

Another five minutes passed, making you roll your eyes. You finally spoke up, breaking the silence: "It's---" But were instantly silenced again by a shushing noise.

"Ssh. Just three minutes to go..." Harrison said, returning back to not speaking. You could visualise him glancing at the clock every two seconds. The thought made you bite your lower lip as you rolled over your stomach, lying comfortably on the bed, the phone tucked between your ear and shoulder as you waited.

"Ten… Nine…”

“Harrison it’s not New Year---”

“Ssh… Six��� Five…”

You let him carry on with the countdown with an ear to ear smile pasted on your face.

“Two… One…” And then silence. The words you were waiting for, didn’t hit your ears. Panic was the instant response.

“Harrison? Harrison? Are you still there?”

No answer.

You jumped up to sit on the bed, feeling bad about him missing the moment. He literally called you half an hour earlier than when the clock struck midnight and now…

You hung up the call and were about to call him again but there was a knock at your front door.

No way…

You ran towards the front door, pulling the door open without even a second thought. There stood Haz wearing a black hoodie, holding a wrapped big box in his hands, hairs nicely styled…

“At least check for the person before opening the door at midnight!” He groaned, tilting his head back. But when you tried to reply, mouth barely open, his lips were already pressed against yours.

For the tenth time in the past hour, Harrison Osterfield had not let you speak.

He smiled into the kiss before parting, “Happy Birthday, darling.”

You rolled your eyes again.

“Will you let me reply this time?”

“If you are mistaken madam, I must remind you how you just spoke one complete sentence,” He quirked a brow.

And you hit his chest playfully.

Those fake wails of pain.

“What’s in the box, by the way?” You enquired, knowing well that it must be the cake.

“Oh my god! At least ask me to get inside first!!” 

That’s why they say, never date your best-friend.

______

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[evermoreholland]

Happy Wife, Happy Life - Harrison Osterfield

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader

Warnings: fluff, mentions of sex and pregnancy

Word count: 1.4k

A/n: Requested by @just-a-littlebit-of-everything: “A request if thats cool 😁 casual relationship fluff with Harrison. Maybe just domestic bliss at home together? Idk thats vague but let your ideas sore!” I changed it up, but I hope I did your request justice :)

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Harrison enjoyed being an actor. It was a dream of his ever since he was young. It took him a while to branch off and take on different roles, but eventually his career took off, leaving him with plenty of new opportunities. More importantly, he met you. You were a school teacher and Harrison had no idea how he had the pleasure of meeting you, but he did. From the moment Harrison first laid eyes on you he was captivated by your remarkable presence. You had a good heart and you were giving. You eventually gave your heart to Harrison. Then, you got married.

Being married to an actor had its ups and downs. You loved Harrison with every fiber of your being, but it was hard letting him go for a new role. You treasured the moments you spent together, because he usually had to leave soon after.

Harrison had been home for about a month now, and you were ecstatic. He wanted to make time for you and he wanted to spend time with his beautiful wife. And that’s where you are now. You were sound asleep holding onto Harrison. It never mattered where the both of you were, being in each other’s arms felt like your safe place.

It was Sunday and Harrison woke up first due to the sun shining directly into his eyes. He then realized that he had left the blinds open from the day before. Harrison turned his gaze towards the digital clock by your bedside table and it read 7:58 AM. He shuffled around a bit trying to fall asleep. He wasn’t able to leave the bed due to your tight grasp around his middle. His shuffling eventually woke you up. You stirred around and began rubbing your eyes.

“I’m sorry. Did I wake you darling?” Harrison asked as you removed your arms from around him and laid down on your back.

“If it wasn’t you it was probably the sun. It’s so bright,” you said quietly, voice coated with tiredness.

“It was definitely the suns fault.” Harrison chuckled.

“Sure thing, husband.” You giggle. You yawned as you turned back to face him, looking into his crystal blue eyes. Harrison’s eyes always shined bright, especially when the sun was out.

“Your yawn is adorable, wife,” he said as he moved some stray hairs away from your face. “I can’t believe we actually got married.” He still couldn’t believe that you agreed to marry him a little over a year ago.

“Yeah, you’re annoying and you wake me up too early on my day off,” you teased.

Harrison looked back at the clock and said, “Y/n, it’s 8:00 in morning.“

“Too early,” you mumbled. One of the things you disliked about your job was waking up early to make it to the school building on time. Saturdays were when you worked on your lesson plans, so Sundays were your time to relax.

“Wanna go back to sleep, angel?” Harrison asked gently, stroking your hair while you moved closer to his chest. The loud yawn that came from your mouth answered his question, so he pulled you closer and you both drifted off back into slumber.

You both slept for another two hours in each other’s arms. You woke up to the sound of one of your phones ringing. You were first awake and realized it was your phone. You saw that your sister was calling and you picked it up, Harrison now awake.

“Hello?” You answered groggily. You looked over your shoulder to see the time. 10:04 AM.

“Hey Y/n. Do you and Harrison want to come for lunch at around 12:30?” Your sister, Arabella asked. Arabella was your older sister and she was married with two gorgeous daughters. You looked towards your husband and he mouthed a ‘yes’, already hearing the conversation. Harrison loved Arabella’s husband, Joshua and they got along really well.

“We would love too. What should we bring?” You asked.

“I was thinking some of your chocolate chip cookies that the girls love. Do you mind?”

“Not at all. We will see you soon,” you said and your sister said her goodbyes and hung up.

“Let’s get the day started, yeah?” Harrison said as he made his way out of bed, reaching for your hand to pull you up.

You both went to the bathroom to do your business and then proceeded to brush your teeth together, just like you did every morning since Harrison has been home. After that, you washed your face and made your way to your closet to pick out your outfits for the day.

“Can we match?” Harrison asked half-jokingly, half not.

“Absolutely not,” you said as you picked up your favorite dress from the hanger. Harrison picked out shorts and a polo and you both got dressed.

“Let’s go bake some cookies!” Harrison exclaimed after his clothes and shoes were on. He was such a little kid at heart, but you adored him. Harrison picked you up and ran with you to the kitchen. He placed you down and you immediately got to work.

“You need any help?” Harrison offered.

“I don’t want you burning our house down, my darling husband,” you said as you rummaged through the cabinets to get out all of the ingredients you needed.

“Alright, angel,” Harrison said as he went to sit at one of the barstools by the counter so he could look at you while you baked. You prepared the cookie dough fairly quickly and were able to get the cookies in the oven at a good time that you wouldn’t be in a rush. Once you put the tray in the oven, Harrison hopped off of the bar stool and came towards you to give you a hug.

“You’re the best wife I could ever ask for,” Harrison said in appreciation, while holding you close.

“And you’re the best husband,” you replied. Harrison grabbed his phone from his pocket and began to play some music. The two of you swayed around the kitchen together, enjoying each other’s company. A few minutes pass and your oven timer went off, letting you know that the cookies are finished. You let go of Harrison to get the cookies but Harrison steps in front of you, getting them out of the oven for you. He turned off the oven and got the cookies out and even placed them on the cooling rack.

“Thanks, hubby,” you said.

“Anything for my angel,” Harrison said as he leaned in to kiss you. It was short but sweet.

“While the cookies cool, I’m going to put on some makeup. Do you mind putting them in a container when they’re cooled?” You asked Harrison as you made your way out of the kitchen to the hallway.

“Of course, wifey.”

You went to your bathroom to put on some light makeup and did your hair. You then made your back into the kitchen seeing your husband smiling all goofy.

“What are you smiling at?”

“My wife is just so beautiful,” he said as he made his way towards you, and then kissed the top of your head.

“Thank you, H. Are you ready to head out?” You asked as you took a look at the clock.

“Yeah. I’m driving?” He asked as he picked up the container of chocolate chip cookies and handed them to you.

“Sure,” you said with a smile and you were on your way.

The drive to your sister’s house was around 20 minutes. Harrison and you jammed to music and enjoyed the ride together. When you got to your sister’s house, you were engulfed in hugs from your nieces, Anna and Jade.

“Hazzy!” Anna shouted, hugging Harrison’s leg. Harrison picked the 2-year-old up and smothered her with kisses.

Lunch went well. You chatted with your sister about your nieces while Harrison and Joshua talked about sports. The girls really enjoyed your cookies, chocolate all over their faces.

“Jade, you got something on your face, darling,” Harrison said and wiped the chocolate off of the 5-year-old’s face. Jade smiled in appreciation and gave her uncle a big hug.

“When are you and auntie Y/n going to have a baby?” Jade asked and you giggled at the question.

“Hopefully very soon, Jade,” he said. Harrison had been talking about having children for a while, you just didn’t seem ready, but after today you know you are ready.

After lunch, you and Harrison played with your nieces for about an hour and then you decided to go back home.

Once you were home, Harrison decided to ask you the question of the day.

“When are we going to have a baby?” He asked, holding you close.

“Wanna start now?” You asked suggestively.

“Hell yeah!” Harrison exclaimed as he carried you off to the bedroom. Baby Osterfield would definitely be coming soon.

~~~

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[greenorangevioletgrass]

Ava’s Birthday Slumblr Party!

Hey y'all, it's my birthday today!!! So I thought, what better way than to celebrate here with the people who really have made 2020 bearable, even with everything going on. Thank you so much for sticking around, and I hope you continue to stick around 💞

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[everything-halfblood-aesthetic]

Character Aesthetic Transmasc Son of Dionysus

for @longsuffering-fossil

[petersasteria]

Idk is it’s late but part of your world with either Tom or Peter 😀😆

You’re not late, don’t worry HAHAHA!! Only a few people have requested.

Part of Your World - Tom Holland (AU)

"𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬? 𝐍𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞."

“Your brother has the newest video game?! It’s not even out yet!” Tom gasped as he made his way over to the tv to see the newest video game stacked on top of all the other vide games.

“Well, we have connections.” You chuckled. “Anyway, let’s go to my room.” You grabbed your best friend’s hand and dragged him to your room. It was rather large for one person to sleep in and it was aesthetically pleasing.

“Harry could take lots of pictures here.” Tom muttered under his breath.

“Come sit, Tom!” You patted on the space next to you on the bed. He immediately sat next to you and relaxed.

“Your bed is really comfy.” Tom sighed happily. “You’re very lucky to be born rich. Not a lot of people are like you. It must be nice to live like royalty.”

You chuckled, “Thanks, but...”

“But what?” He asked as he closed his eyes.

“Can I be honest with you?”

“Sure.”

“I want more.” You told him. Tom’s eyes quickly opened and he looked at you, “You want more? As in, more fancy shit? You already have a lot of things! You even have the original Broadway cast of Hamilton performing on your birthday next week. How could you possibly want more?!”

“Don’t be silly. I don’t mean material things, Tommy.” You giggled. “I meant I want more than this life, you know? Sure, my family and I have a lot of money and I’m sure my brother and I will be secured for the rest of our lives, but it’s kind of sad.”

“How come?” Tom frowned.

“Don’t be blinded by the things we have, Tom. My life isn’t as great as you think.” You told him. “My dad’s cheating on my mom for someone younger, my mom pretends she doesn’t know just to keep our family in tact, and my brother is having problems at such a young age. He’s only 10 years old and I love him to bits, Tom. He doesn’t deserve that.”

“So, yes. I want much more than this life of mine. I want a decent family. I want a loyal dad, a happy mom, and a carefree brother. I want my family to be like yours. I want to get out of here and I want to take my brother with me. I’m the only one he has because both of my parents hate him for some reason.”

“Oh. I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t know.” Tom frowned.

“No one did and that’s okay. At least I told you. I don’t want to bottle it up anymore.” You smiled softly.

“Well, you’ll always have me.” Tom nudged you lightly. You nodded, “I agree and thank you for always being here for me and my brother.”

“You’re welcome.” Tom smiled. “How about we take your brother out somewhere to cheer him up? That’ll help, right?”

You grinned, “It would, yeah. He’d love that! I’ll call him. But where are we going?”

“Nowhere special. Just at my house. I know Paddy wants someone to play football with and I know you want new pictures for your Instagram because you bought new clothes from those brands that I can’t even spell right.” Tom chuckled.

“Besides, you have that ‘Evening Dress’ from Valentino and I bet it looks ravishing on you, darling.” Tom praised. “You need a picture of you wearing that on your Instagram.”

“That’s true.” You laughed and got out of bed. “I’ll call my brother and then we could leave. My Valentino dress is in my closet and my new clothes are still in my car. I trust you with my Valentino dress.” You left the room and Tom sighed to himself and walked to your closet that looked like a shop itself. He immediately saw the dress and carefully grabbed it. He stared at the dress and thought of what you just said. He could give you the family you’ve always wanted. He just had to make his move. He knew he didn’t have much, but he knew you would be alright if you were with him than some guy you barely knew.

“Yeah.” Tom said to himself. “We could be the family you’ve always dreamed of, Y/N. We really could.”

He just had to start by asking you out and everything would fall into place. But for now, it was time to head to his humble home where you and your brother could be yourselves without any criticism from your parents.

* * * *

𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @abrielleholland @poguesholland @superheroesaremytea @marshxx @buckys-little-hoe @harryismysunflower @itstaskeen @hollandsrecs @ilarbu @slytherin-chaser @quaksonhehe @lil-mellow-bunbun @turtoix @badreputationlove @swiftmind @sovereignparker @nerdyandproudofitsstuff @pearce14 @xfirstfemale-marauderx @cherthegoddess @justanamesstuff @chewymoustachio

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[parkerpeter24]

pumpkin spice and everything nice sleepover! 🎃 (requests closed)

Halloween is almost here! I can’t believe it but here is another sleepover for you to participate in! Let’s celebrate Halloween together 🥰

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[pmfry]

here are my (reposted, but also somewhat revamped) headcanons for poppy’s immediate family.  got her older sister up top and both of her parents below the cut.   complete with fcs,  hogwarts houses,  occupations,  deaths,  and a whole bunch more information because i love the pomfreys !   even if they all died and left poppy alone !

name: philipa “pippa” pomfrey --- poppy’s only sibling, four years poppy’s elder. faceclaim:  anastasia griffith. hogwarts house:  gryffindor. occupation:  barmaid.  at the time of her death,  was working at the three broomsticks.   strengths: charismatic,  attentive,  extroverted,  with that certain something about her that helps everyone around her feel at ease weaknesses:   messy,  chronically late,  emotionally distant when shit really hits the fan,    commitment-phobe to the max,   yet dangerously forgiving aesthetic: “can we pretend”  by pink    /    that friend who always manages to get a presale code for your favorite artist’s concerts    /    sunrise over the hillside    /    the bar after hours,   the roaring laughter of those precious few regulars allowed to dawdle several rounds past last call influence: pippa and poppy,  poppy and pippa . . . while the two ran with different crowds at hogwarts during the school terms (due to differences in age,  house sortings,  and interests),  during the summers,  they were inseparable.  some of poppy’s happiest memories of childhood involve her sister,  a broomstick,  and a sunny day out in the fields.   this was a friendship that continued into adulthood.  poppy’s longtime boyfriend-turned-fiancé max and ippa were the only two people in the world,  it seemed,  capable of encouraging poppy to take time off.   on her brief breaks,  they were liable to convince poppy to leave the hospital wing to the other healers and go to hogsmeade for dinner and drinks with max,  pippa,  and whatever woman pippa might have been seeing at the time  pippa held all of poppy’s secrets and poppy held all of pippa’s grudges.   they were best friends,  the very best friends. death:  pippa was killed during the first wizarding war during a death eater strike in hogsmeade village.   at age 38,  she was hardly the youngest life lost in the war or in that specific act of terror,  but her loss was the single most devastating to poppy personally.

name:  ernest pomfrey --- halfblood; the second of five siblings, the fourth of whom was a squib. faceclaim:  peter capaldi.  hogwarts house:  hufflepuff.  this surprised his family when he was young,  but the reasons for it became more apparent as he grew older.  although his outward actions and attitudes scream gryffindor, his internal motivations and values aligned more closely with hufflepuff.  his fellow badgers challenged him in ways others perhaps would not have,  and his adult self might have been all the more erratic and untempered were it not for their influence. occupation:  minor ministry official;  to this day, poppy is bit unsure of precisely what he did. strengths:  hardworking, passionate,  team player,  diligent,  socially aware,  morally sound weaknesses:  careless, moody, temperamental,  restless,  insatiable aesthetic:  “soul“ by matchbox twenty   /   a grandfather clock echoing in teh dead of night   /   the little boy at the petting zoo,  feeding the llama no matter how often it spits on him   /   day break over town hall,  a political rally in its infancy    /    a vegetable garden planted with best intentions but never watered to life influence:   when poppy was growing up,  her father stood as a perfect example of the dangers of motivation without self - reflection.   ernest was a hard worker,  deeply driven to pursue justice and progress whensoever he could.    however,   he also possessed the very shortest of fuses and utterly lacked patience for the finer details of his job,   which prevented him from progressing very far in the ministry,  despite what had appeared to be a promising career out of  hogwarts.   despite his tendency to  bite off well more than he was capable of chewing in the pursuit of all his passions,  he was a devoted husband and loving father.    his wife and daughters were his WORLD,  as were the wide circle of coworkers and friends he deemed his family ;   in their time of need,  he would do anything to be by their side.  this included him allowing his career to stall on several occasions that he could help evelyn in her ailing health. death:  ernest would come to outlive both his wife and eldest daughter,  dying of natural causes in the summer of 1994.

name:  evelyn pomfrey (formerly chapman) --- the youngest of four siblings and the only magical in the lot. faceclaim:  caroline goodall. hogwarts house:  gryffindor. occupation:  homemaker. strengths:  loyal,  headstrong,  direct,  self-reliant,  highly resilient weaknesses:   clumsy,  reckless in her youth,  forgetful,  sickly aesthetic:  “more heart,  less attack”  by needtobreathe    /    a lioness keeping vigil over her cub,   her kingdom    /    the pit - pat of an iv drip    /    creaky floor boards    /    a rainstorm,  a rocking chair  a front porch,  a shawl draped over thin shoulders influence:  to this day, poppy’s definition of true bravery comes from evelyn’s example: quiet, strong, and consistent in the face of horrible circumstance. a housewife for the vast majority of her life, she showed great adaptability in her day - to - day life. she was able to calm ernest in his most passionate of rages but was unafraid of escalating to his level if such fortitude was needed to bring him down. she taught poppy everything she knew, from the domestics of cooking and cleaning to her limited knowledge of wizarding politics and history, and filled their home with laughter and love. she nurtured her daughters, but did not coddle them;  she made no effort to hide her disappointment when poppy’s o.w.l’s rendered more E’s than O’s, pushing poppy to spent more time on revision in her final two years in order to gain the n.e.w.t’s required for an immediate placement with st. mungo’s. despondency and self - pity were never options for evelyn, remarkable when one considers that she would have had a multitude of valid reasons for feeling both. soon after marrying ernest, evelyn’s health took a sharp decline;  she was plagued by numerous ailments of both muggle and wizarding nature for the entirety of her life. but evelyn’s mind was strong where her body wavered.   death:  in her last few years, evelyn required near - constant care.   in 1978,  after a painful final few months,  she passed away peacefully in the pomfrey home with her husband and poppy on either side.

[hitwizards]

❝ i would rather die of passion than boredom ❞ 

huh, who’s DARREN BARNET? no, you’re mistaken, that’s actually TEDDY LUPIN. he is a THIRTY ONE year old HALFBLOOD wizard who is a HIT WIZARD. he is known for being ABSENTMINDED, GULLIBLE, IMPATIENT, IMPRUDENT, and IMPETUOUS but also STEADFAST, AFFABLE, NURTURING, UNINHIBITED, and JAUNTY, so that must be why he always reminds me of the song WHAT I GOT BY SUBLIME and ASH TRAY FULL OF DISCARDED CIGARETTE BUDS, COLORFUL HAWAIIAN SHIRTS AND LEATHER JACKETS, MAGICAL TATTOOS THAT SHIFT AND CHANGE, TOUSLED HAIR THAT CHANGES COLOR DAILY, BOISTEROUS LAUGHTER, BRUISED KNUCKLES, MISMATCHED SOCKS, WIDE RECKLESS GRINS, and SCARS WITH UNTOLD STORIES. i hear he is aligned with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX, so be sure to keep an eye on him.

unless you are part of potterhq pls don’t reblog/interact

GENERAL

FULL NAME: Edward Remus Lupin NICKNAME(S): Teddy, Ted AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 31, 04/14/1998 OCCUPATION: Hitwizard GENDER: Cis Man PRONOUNS: He/Him/His HOMETOWN: Yorkshire, England CURRENT RESIDENCE: Edinbrugh, Scotland ALMA MATTER: Hogwarts, Hufflepuff House BLOOD STATUS: Halfblood

BIOGRAPHY

i’ll write something formal soon. but have some of my scattered af thoughts so far:  

PARENTAL DEATH TW. first thing’s first - since this is a lil canon divergent there comes the question: are remus and tonks alive? yes and no. nymphadora tonks is still alive and well, even still working as an auror and living their best life (unless someone takes tonks up and changes it, get spicy if you want). remus on the other hand is not. after a life filled with adversity and trials, but very much love, remus john lupin passed away at the age of 43 - shockingly early for a wizard, though werewolf life expectancy was a lot shorter back then. teddy was only 5 years old. he doesn’t remember a lot about his father. he remembers his scratchy old sweaters, his jackets with elbow patches on them, and his scarred up face that didn’t seem so scary whenever he smiled widely at him. everything else that teddy knows about remus is from family and friends and his mother, who like to tell him everything he wants to know. it’s almost like he knew him for more than a handful of years. 

DEATH TW. yes, harry was teddy’s godfather - and considering remus didn’t make it for long, he was kind of like a father figure to him. but teddy wasn’t exactly raised by harry. tonks was still around, so he had a parent, but he also had his grandmother andromeda and grandfather ted (after whom he’s named) to help with raising him. and he was basically adopted into the “wotter” fold, so he has more relatives and parental figures than a boy could ask for. but outside of his immediate family, he was rather close to his godfather harry - and hasn’t really coped with the fact that he’s gone. feeling a brotherly love for the potter children, teddy chose to be brave in the face of loss in order to be a reliable shoulder for them to lean on, someone strong for them. deep down he’s utterly broken up about it, and is probably going to break down eventually. that’s two dads he’s lost in his short life. someone give him juice and a hug.

before this most recent tragedy, teddy was a pretty chipper guy. he’d always been an optimist and a happy go lucky kid. his youth was spent running around the burrow with his extended family/friends and on adventures with his mum. tonks wanted him to be a happy kid, especially after remus was gone, and so the two spent a lot of time just going around and having fun. they’re thick as thieves, and when it had come time to go to hogwarts the only qualms he had was in leaving his mother. he had been attached to her hip, but he found himself comfortable in due time. following in tonks’s footsteps he ended up a hufflepuff, though he could have been a gryffindor. he could be boisterous and rowdy when he wanted to be, but above all else he was a kind and just boy, caring and loyal to a fault. he’s always been a wee bit of a nurturer, though that may have to do with being raised around the large wotter clan, of which he is eldest so he took a lot of pride in watching after the little ones. but that responsibility didn’t keep him from being a fun and mischief loving boy. 

as soon as he left hogwarts, he entered into the auror training program with hopes to work beside his mother. he actually graduated from that and would have continued that path but eventually he found himself more interested in the hit wizard division and took up a post there. he’s been working as a hit wizard since, going on some pretty wild missions to track down dark wizards. he loves the job, even with its risks and hazards, and deep down he hopes that his father would be proud of his line of work. 

per the expectation of many, teddy dated his childhood and family friend victoire weasley. as far as first romances/young love goes, it was pretty great. they’d known each other their whole lives, which meant that there wasn’t as much awkwardness or discomfort in being himself around her, none of that “getting to know you” stage. they already knew each other, what was there to be embarrassed about? the pair had dated a decent amount of time... that was until the decision for victoire’s healing training came up. when talk of training in france came along, teddy was faced with a somewhat difficult decision: support her growth even if it meant going far away for a bit or try and convince her to stay. he’s never been a selfish guy, so the answer had come pretty quickly. and france wasn’t that far - not when apparition and portkeys were a thing. surely they could make it work... except they didn’t. communication was not their speciality it turned out, so when teddy eagerly encouraged her to go train abroad their relationship crumbled. to this day he doesn’t really understand why. outwardly he acts pretty cool and indifferent, almost as if it doesn’t phase him, and enough time has passed where he’s basically accepted it as over, but deep down he questions what the hell happened there and what things would have been like now if he hadn’t been so passive about his desire to make it work out. he tries not to dwell on that, though - things happen and he kinda goes with the flow when they do. 

when it comes to conflict and war, there was really only one side for teddy to take. of course he went with the order - what else was he going to do? his parents were in the order. his family was in the order. when it came down to it, he knew that he had to join their ranks and fight for their cause. it wasn’t even a question, and he doesn’t regret the choice to take up arms. as a hitwizard it’s his job to apprehend dark wizards and stop them from harming the community, so he was pretty much already doing as much. he won’t hesitate to do what’s expected and to fight. this is the kind of thing his father fought for, and that his godfather would stand up and fight for. teddy feels that, per their memory, it’s his duty to do so - especially as more of his friends and family join the fight as well. he feels a deep obligation to be there to protect them and fight beside them. the last thing he wants is to lose anyone else, and he would willingly throw himself in front of them if it meant saving their lives. and if it came down to it, he’s ready to put his life on the line for the entire cause. anything to see a better tomorrow. 

idk my thoughts are so scattered like i’ll be editing the shit outta this over the next few days so tune in. 

MISC

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Biromantic LANGUAGES: English, Gobbledegook FAMILY: Nymphadora Tonks (mother), Remus John Lupin (father) †, Andromeda Tonks (maternal grandmother), Ted Tonks (maternal grandfather), Lyall Lupin (paternal grandfather) †, Hope Lupin (maternal grandmother) †, Harry Potter (godfather) †, many many others PETS: a toller named Lenox FACE CLAIM: Darren Barnet ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Aries MBTI: TBD PINTEREST: (x)

WANTED CONNECTIONS

hogwarts gang ok

work friends? where the hitwizards at??

idk come at me with whatever. 

bonus: 

tattoo details: 

"je t’aime” written in handwriting that is mostly certainly not teddy’s. he won’t elaborate on this one. it is slowly fading away as the years go by.

lilies which is a clear representation of lily luna potter, whom he considers to be like a sibling. the lilies wilt and bloom with the seasons. he definitely has tattoos for each of the wotters which he has adopted as siblings/cousins, i’m just too damn lazy to come up with them / idk they’re probably in places not visible in this drawing afheiahpfiea

a lightning bolt which is new, it shimmers and shines and represents the man who was like a father for him. a snitch to represent his quidditch days. the snitch flies along his arm. 

a wolf which roams his arm and howls whenever its the full moon. there is a hand which is always giving a peace sign, but when teddy is angry a neon yellow outline reveals a hand flashing the middle finger. 

marauder’s footprints which sometimes walk along his arm. beneath each set of footprints are initials: JP for James Potter, SB for Sirius Black and RJL for Remus John Lupin. 

the andromeda constellation with stars that shimmer and shine during the night time. a match, possibly the only truly aesthetic one. idk i saw it and liked it ahfeiahfpe

some random teddy sketches

[goldenretriever-nicknelson]

Happy birthday Haz 💙

It’s Haz’s birthday! I don’t have any fics to post because my writing has been lackluster lately and I’ve been feeling crappy so I’m gonna have a sleepover/concept night!

Everything will be tagged as #Haz sleepover

So send me:

Concepts or headcanons about Haz! Can be fluffy, smutty, angsty and any AU you wish to talk about!

Requests for moodboards! Can be for an idea, fic or general aesthetic!

Send me a 💙 with a fic title for Haz and I’ll tell you what I would write

Or just come and talk to me about the birthday boy ☺️

And some sleepover things too:

💋 FMK, WYR, make me choose

🎉 Cast mutuals as...

😍 Top 5....

Tagging: @spideygirl2003 @halfblood-princess-505 @parkerpeter24 @the-crazy-fanfictionist @eeyore101247 @thinkoutsidethebex @terrifictomholland @worldoftom @glowunderthemoon @angelhaz11

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STATISTICS.

name: ziya padgett birth date (age): 21 June (32) faceclaim: berk cankat gender identity (pronouns): cis male ( he / him ) blood status: pureblood occupation: Ministry: Dept. of Magical Law Enforcement - Hitwix

AESTHETICS & MOTIVATIONS.

You were just a kid, swept up in false promises and the thrill of a job well done. You could trace your family back just as far as any other; generation upon generation of talented witches and wizards to be proud of, all until that one awful tear in an otherwise worthy tapestry. Maybe if another sort would have sunk their claws into your impressionable mind, things could have been different? You’re not a kid anymore though, and everything you’ve done to this point can’t simply be erased. You’re not really sure you want it to be. All you know is this time around, you want a seat at the god damn table. You’re done getting your hands dirty for people who spit in your face. Which table? Merlin only knows. 

BIO.

Growing Up: 

  Ziya’s upbringing was just this side of average. His house was slightly bigger than others, his broomstick newer, his robes far from hand-me-downs. It could have been better, was what his father had told him time and time again, but the Padgett family had slipped from the rung they’d found themselves on back when Ziya’s grandfather married a muggle woman. It had been quite the scandal, and Ziya’s own father had done little to repair it though he’d claim otherwise. He married a halfblood himself. It was Ziya’s older brothers, Thaddeus and Everett who influenced him the most. They looked out for him, sure, but they also whispered ideas in his head. They spoke of repairing what had been lost, even from a young age. They showed him that they meant it too, always striving to be the best. In school, they had immense success in classes, in friendships, and on the Quidditch pitch. Thaddeus had been Head Boy in his year, and after graduation, Everett had charmed his way to a position of respect within the Ministry’s Wizengamot. Ziya idolized them. He believed them when they said things could be different, that there were no need to settle.

 Ziya tried his best to follow in their footsteps. Thaddeus was a 7th year when he was a 2nd, and Everett had settled in the middle in 5th year. He’d damn near begged the Sorting Hat to place him in Slytherin too, and to his immense relief it had agreed. He was never as silver-tongued as Everett, or as boldly confident as Thaddeus, but Merlin did he try. He was good at duelling though, and quick on his feet. Thaddeus and Everett never lacked physicality, but Ziya surpassed them tenfold. He was athletic and learned best through practice and hands-on experiences than any sort of theory. He was still a teenager when his older brothers invited him to meet their friends. It was exactly what Zi wanted. He longed to feel purposeful, to claw back the pride he had for his family name, their legacy. At first he didn’t mind the tasks he was put to –– running errands, delivering parcels he was forbidden from opening, but once he graduated, those errands turned into something more, and the risks increased with it. 

The problem was that it didn’t feel like the reward did. He sat, sulking beside his brothers, as Grindelwald spoke. He was enthralled, until the mockery came along with it. He’d muddied his hands for these people, who turned their noses up at them. It was infuriating that he still sought their approval despite it all. Thaddeus promised they would restore their name soon. Everett reassured his worries, insisting he would understand when the dust had settled and he saw the world wide open before them once more. 

Connection to Tom:      

The world blew open, that was for damn sure. Thaddeus and Everett hadn’t prepared him for the possibility of Grindelwald failing, but they’d been there to ensure he stayed far away from trials and arrests and Azkaban. He’d dealt with some questioning, and suspicious looks, but there wasn’t enough evidence to do much more, even if he’d made it infuriatingly complicated. He owed that complication to Tom. He’d been older, but not so far older that they couldn’t be close. He’d been the youngest of his family, but Tom was like a younger brother for him. He fell for his charm, and for the reassurances that it was his age –– not the unfortunate dark spot on his blood line –– that kept him from truly having a seat at the table. He got his hands dirty in school too, stupid pranks, stupid hazing. It wasn’t serious. Ziya had seen what serious looked like, Tom wasn’t there. Not yet. But he could sense it, his intuition piqued now. 

Thaddeus and Everett weren’t as sure about Tom, but they never discouraged their friendship either. And now? Ziya still cares deeply for the man he’s called friend, but he’s not sure he can stand behind some of his recent choices. He doesn’t want to be drug into the muddy waters again, not when the reward feels further and further away. He’s worked hard to shake off his youthful involvement, reassuring others that he’s grown up, matured. Tom knows though, he knows all his damn secrets. He wants to trust Tom, but he’s seen too many people like him left to face the aurors alone, still covered head to toe in the muddy fuckin’ proof. 

Current Motivations:     

Now Ziya is working on figuring out where he stands in this all. He’s never been afraid of hard work, and he likes to believe he’s loyal as they come ( maybe the sorting hat had even been right about it’s initial assessment ), but he’s not ready to muddy his hands again, not without more reassurance. He stays in touch with Tom, to a degree, though there’s been more distance since graduating some years ago. He’s built his own life in the aftermath of Grindelwald, his record pristine despite personally knowing otherwise. He enjoys his job, finding it rewarding and thrilling all at once. He doesn’t even mind the looks his coworkers sometimes toss his way, but there are days where he forgets himself. It feels good, using his talent to escort high profile witches and wizards, to protect Quidditch players during riots, to stand in the fray when others would turn back. And maybe he just doesn’t think about the complicated emotions that boil up inside when a particularly difficult file crosses his desk. Until someone gives him a reason to get up, he’s going to sit at this table. 

CONNECTIONS.

TBD.

ZIYA PADGETT IS PLAYED BY BEA.

[fanficparker]

I don't know if your requests are open, but I had this happen to me recently and it might be perfect for a Haz fic? During the night my bf had accidentally hit me right in the eye while sleeping and I woke up with a swollen red eye. When he got home after work he thought someone had attacked me or smt and threw a major fit about it. When I finally told him it was him that had hit me, he was mortified.

Yes requests are open :) Anyone who wants to request, just shoot me an ask. Response time will be between 1 to 5 days, depending upon the number of asks I have in my inbox. Also I love this idea and really sorry it went a bit dramatic, but here you go :) 💕 ( 770 words )

Harrison Osterfield was no doubt a fluffy teddy bear, from the inside. Contrary, from the outside he was a mass of hard and strong bones and muscles. All the credit goes to the time and efforts he spent in the gym, playing sports, particularly boxing. And that was the exact reason you were greeted with a purple eye when you cheeked yourself in the mirror this morning.

Last night when you and Harrison were sleeping beside each other, he was laying by his side but then he shifted on the mattress to lay flat on his back. Unfortunately during this process, the back of his hand ended up falling over your closed eye from at least ten inches distance in the air. That instant you were extremely sleepy and didn't seem to care. The affected area was mildly stinging and then you fell asleep but now your right eye was all purple and bruised and it was even slightly painful whenever you would smile wide, laugh or clench your eyes tight.

Harrison had left early to work the morning even before you were awake so he was technically unaware and oblivious to the situation going on with your eye. And that could very well explain his reaction when he was finally met with your appearance in the evening.

As soon as he stepped inside the flat and saw you, he dropped the little bag that he was carrying to the floor and ran towards you, cupping your face in his hand.

"Oh my god, love, what happened? Who the fuck dared to hit you?!"

It was impressive to notice how his expressions and tone of the voice changed with the two sentences he uttered one after the other. His soft, caring expressions turned into angry with a blink of an eye. He started with droopy eyebrows and a voice full of worry and ended up spatting and gritting his teeth.

"What no. No one has hurt me." You reply, shaking your head, his hands falling by his side.

"You should not hide this from me. I must tell you, that person will be counting his days." He declares, voice almost threatening.

"It's fine Haz. Nothing has happened, it's just---"

"No, it's not Y/n. This is abuse. You should not hide it. Tell me about it," He tried to calm his voice whilst clenching his fist.

"Harrison, you are worrying for vain---"

He wasn't even allowing you to complete your sentences, interrupting you continuously. It was slowly turning a bit frustrating.

"No, love. You aren't understanding. You need not be afraid, we will take the person down---"

"It's you, Harrison! " You cut his rambles off this time. His mouth opens at first in an attempt to say something but then your words sweep in and he instantly clams his mouth shut.

"What?" He takes a step back, fear sweeping over his facial muscles.

"Did I? Oh my god!" He exclaims, hands reaching out for his curls as he pulls at them.

"No Harrison, listen---" You reach forward but he takes another step back.

"No Y/n, don't touch me.  I am a monster. Stay safe, stay away from me," he declares, backing off completely, maintaining a distance of at least six feet.

You glared at him with wrinkled eyebrows, mouth hanging open, hands at your hip.

You tried again, "Harrison you didn't do it on purpose---"

He's fast to cut you again, "I know. I was drunk last night and I hit you. But being drunk is not an excuse. I will---"

"WILL YOU ALLOW ME TO FUCKING SPEAK?!" You yelled, actually shutting him up. He winces and his body freezes. You huff and lower your voice, "Now listen carefully without any interruption," you ordered, pointing a finger at him. He nodded.

"You were asleep and you accidentally, fucking 'accidentally' slapped your hand over my face and that's everything that happened. Over and out."

You sigh while his lips pout to form an 'o'.

You roll your eyes for a moment but then walk up to him and wrap your hands around his body, pressing the side of your face against him.

"Everything is fine Haz. We are fine." You whisper softly. A soft shiver runs down his body, you could feel him shake lightly and then finally he sighs loudly. He wraps his hands around your waist, resting his head over your shoulder, planting a small kiss over the covered spot.

"I was seriously terrified." He admits.

"I know."

"But now it feels funny," he chortles. You can't help but chuckle in response.

"You are a div, Hazza." You say.

"I know." He mumbles this time.

"My div..." You ruffle his hair.

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