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if-loves · 6 months ago

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etude tableau op. 39 no. 6 (little red riding hood)

// Yandere Boothill

sum: The wolf wins.

wc: 2696

warnings: written before boothill release, boothill character story spoilers, fem! reader

a/n: i love cowboys

likes & reblogs are appreciated! asks are more than welcome ❤️

You’re good at hiding.

As a child, your favorite game to play was always hide-and-seek with your siblings, with you as a hider. You prided yourself on always being the last to be found, if they ever found you at all, but you were never the seeker; you never found the role as appealing, nor were you really any good at it.

You were a child when you decided that you always wanted to play hide-and-seek. Whenever you watched those cartoon shows of those silly characters running away from each other on the dingy television in your small house, you liked to imagine yourself in the shoes of the runner. The type stunts you’d pull off, the unique places where you’d hide, the strange disguises you’d put on to escape capture - that was your dream.

All children want to live their dreams, but not all of them get to. Many give up and leave, or worse, forget their dreams, leaving them to the past, while others cling on to them but are forced to part. There are few who are lucky enough to live their dreams, but the effort required is no small amount. No, you risked your life to be able to do what you loved most.

You started off as a thief, stealing candies from the local store. You liked those candies, but your family was far too poor to afford them regularly, making theft your only option. A child like you had no place at work.

The thefts grew bigger over the years, from small candies to necessities and finally to precious jewelry. You didn’t like that there were people out there who could afford everything they wanted and more, when there were people like your parents who had to work day and night to be able to even afford a home. This resentment grew, until it eventually morphed into a desire to be the greatest thief the universe had ever heard of. If you couldn’t and didn’t want to work, then you’d just steal!

One day you left, but not before leaving your parents and siblings the money you earned from exchanging precious goods. Staying in this world was not what you wanted, and you were going to get yourself free by any means necessary, even if that meant leaving everything you’ve ever known behind.

Before you left however, you picked out a red coat, bright as blood. You remember a story from your childhood, one your mother told you and your siblings when she finally wasn’t working. It was called Little Red Riding Hood, and it stuck with you. You enjoyed the cunning wolf, and you even found it particularly funny that he dressed up as her granny. It was unfathomable to you. Surely anyone would notice if their grandmother had become a big hairy wolf with sharp teeth, wouldn’t they?

Little Red Riding Hood's naivety was almost adorable. She was a child, so the blame was on the mother for the most part - who would allow their child, probably no more than ten years old, into the woods of all places, alone?

The ending of the story was a tad bit sad, but at the same time you admired how the wolf was smart about getting its meal. Thus, you wished to be cunning and sly like the wolf, but appear innocent like Red Riding Hood. It would also serve as a reminder of your home, and like the embrace of your family.

You had managed to sneak on to one of many ships heading for another world, sat in the peasant-class, blending in with the rest. When you arrived at the new world, your escapades started, and now you were happily on the list of the IPC’s most wanted criminals. Their incompetence in being seekers amused you greatly, for you always managed to slip right between their fingers as if you were air.

One day, you met a mysterious man on a planet you’d long forgotten the name of.

“You don’t look like yer from around ‘ere.” He says, a strong accent to his voice. His hair, a mix of black and white, caught your eyes, as well as the sharp teeth in his mouth. You wondered how much you could sell those for.

“Perhaps not.” You smile, pulling back your hood. “I am just a visitor.”

“‘s that so?” He holds out a hand for you to shake. “Then how do ya do, my lady?”

“Quite alright, thank you.” You shake his hand gently. “Could I have the honor of knowing your name, my good sir?”

“The name’s [???], nice to meet ya.” He tips his hat and sends you a wink.

“My name is (Y/n), good sir.” You put a hand on your heart and bow.

You get along well, for the time that you’re there. You’re more interested in what they have in store for you. Some diamond or gold, perhaps some rare ore? Or perhaps just a trinket you like, that you’d keep for yourself as a souvenir of this place. Something is bound to catch your eye, and maybe this man could lead you to where it is. After all, there’s no better guide than a local.

He shows you around sincerely, helping you ride his horse. The sunset is beautiful, and the sight of the people looking out for each other warms your heart. You have no intention of staying of course - like a hurricane, you may linger in one place for a little while, but you must always be moving. Getting caught by the IPC would be no fun, who knows what they’d do to you.

You’re almost sad to leave him behind. The last few days were spent with him touring you around the land he grew up in, introducing you to his adopted daughter, showing you secret places that you would’ve never found yourself. You like him, you really do; but you’re not a fool.

It’s late at night when you leave. You know he’s asleep by the soft snores you can hear from the room over, and his daughter is of course sound asleep at this time of the night. You wave them a silent goodbye, and as a souvenir for yourself, you take one of his bullets. Surely he wouldn’t notice such a tiny thing, not when he probably has hundreds of them.

You’re off to the next world by the time the sun rises once more.

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It’s been many years since you met that cowboy, and it’s all water under the bridge. You’re not one to linger in the past, not when the present and the future stand in front of you, awaiting your next move.

The IPC are still hot on your tail, eager to put your misdeeds to rest, while you’re just as eager to keep playing with them. You only lament their incompetence as seekers. Hide-and-seek is no fun if the seeker doesn’t try.

You, however, have noticed someone else participating in this game between you and the IPC. They are no lackey of the IPC, because then they would obviously be using their signature gear and weapons and subordinates, but whoever they are, they are a lone wolf. They’re a far better seeker than those intergalactic disappointments, and you know you’ve almost been caught at least once. You can’t say you’re scared though, because you live for this thrill.

It’s in Penacony when you catch sight of your seeker. He dons a hat, heeled boots, a mechanical body and black and white hair. He is a familiar sight, but you couldn’t say who. There are countless people who exist in this universe, you’d never be able to remember all of them. As you plan your escape from Penacony, a cold hand catches your wrist.

“How do ya do, my lady?” You’ve heard those words before, once upon a time. A long, long time ago.

“Quite well, my good sir.” You reply the same, just as you always have. You know this man, yet you cannot remember his name. And his appearance… he has changed. He has changed greatly.

“Fancy seeing you ‘round these parts.” He smirks, and you see the jagged teeth that decorate his mouth.

“Would you do me the honor of your name?” You smile, subtly trying to twist your wrist out of his grip. His grip tightens.

“Poor ol’ me. There’s nothing more heartbreaking than when a man’s little lady doesn’t even remember him.” He chuckles, and forcefully pulls you close. “Darlin’, do ya swear ya don’t remember a man like me?”

“You’ll have to forgive me, for I am no follower of the Remembrance. Many memories of my encounters with others have been taken by the cruel hands of forgetfulness, and I am merely the victim who can do nothing but watch it happen.” You dip your head in mock regret.

“That bullet on yer belt says otherwise.” The mention of the bullet has you momentarily surprised. You never imagined he’d remember such an insignificant thing that you took on a whim, not when it looked like any other bullet in his arsenal.

“This was a gift from a friend.” You explain, your smile strained.

“Unless that friend is me, yer nothin’ but a cold-hearted liar, sweetheart.” His free hand reaches to the back of your neck, and with no warning, latches onto it like a parasite. “Could ya believe that? My darlin’ Red Riding Hood’s a liar!”

“Sir, I’m afraid I don’t know who you are. Is it possible that you’ve mistaken me for someone else? It would be great if you could let my hand go, and we could both be on our merry ways.” You try to plead with him, but from the look in his eyes, he’s not buying even a second of it.

“Nah, I’d never forget yer red hood. After all, yer Little Red Riding Hood, aren't cha?” He grins wolfishly, leaning down to your face. He eyes your lips, and for the first time in years, you feel an inkling of fear.

“Red coats like these aren’t uncommon, it’s a popular fashion trend nowadays.” You lie through your teeth, your free hand clutching the fabric of the coat. You try to lean away from him, but his grip on your neck doesn’t allow more than what he decides.

“That so?” He finally, finally, pulls away from you, and you feel relief like you’ve never felt before.

“Of course! I have no reason to lie to you, not when you’re obviously the stronger one between the two of us!” It’s not a lie. He has a mechanical body for the love of Aeons, he could obliterate you in seconds if he so wanted. You’re only alive because he hasn’t decided that you’d be worth the bullet.

“That’s something you're honest about!” He barks out a laugh, and you wince at the sound. There was something… inhuman, almost robot, about it. He laughs for a few moments too long, and you want nothing more than to leave, to hide again. Anywhere else was better than being with this man.

“Sir, I have a ship to catch. If you would excuse me…”

“Nah, not on my watch.” He is unrelenting in his insistence. You don’t even get the chance to attempt to leave before he’s dragging you off into a more secluded area of the hotel, where he’s sure there’s no prying eyes nor ears that would lay witness to his actions.

“I’m pretty sure this is illegal-”

“Good thing it ain’t then, eh?” He cuts you off in an instant. You furrow your eyebrows. You didn’t take someone like him to be well-versed in inter-astral law.

“How do you know it’s not-”

“‘Cause laws,” he starts, finally stopping when he deemed the area acceptable. He turned to face you, leaning down once more until you could feel every breath of his, and there was a glint of something in his remarkably human eyes. “Don’t apply to criminals like you, darlin’.”

“You’re falsely accusing me-”

“Nah, I know you like the back of my hand.” He grins once more, extending his hand as if this were your first meeting. “Nice ta meet’cha, Little Red Riding Hood. The name’s Boothill, yer number one fan, and yer beloved seeker.”

It was rare that you lost your composure, that you let yourself stand there dumbfounded and vulnerable. You’ve imagined meeting your mysterious seeker, the taunting words you’d exchanged. If they are to be as humorous as you are, then you’d have a fun banter; but if they’re as cold as the IPC, then it would just be you. Never in a million years did you imagine that it would turn out like this, him with the upper-hand, and you, the helpless prey.

“Nothin’ to say? C’mon now cutie, I didn’t waste my time chasin’ ya ‘round for ya to clam up on me.” He, or rather Boothill as you’ve come to know, finally frees your wrist from his grip only to move up to your chin, forcing you to stare at him. “That bullet on yer belt belongs to me. Ya know that don’t’cha, ya thief?”

It seems that all your wit has left your lips, and you’re now overtaken by silence. What could you say? He knows you. He remembers you. If you open your mouth, you’d only be digging your grave further.

“Don’t wanna speak? Fine. Then I guess that means yer mine now.” He shrugs and takes your wrist once more, the cool metal of his hand sending shivers down your spine. Suddenly, he laughs again, and you think it’s a horrible, screeching, sound. “Ha! Guess the wolf really does win!”

“B..Boothill,” you start, slowly, and his laughter ceases in an instant. His eyes lock on yours, as if daring you to speak further. “Please think this over. I know the IPC has a bounty out for me, but it’s not that big, not as much as what I’ve sold things for. I-if money is what you seek, then I’d be happy to split with you.”

“Ha? The IPC?” His face visibly sours at the mention of the corporation, and you fear that you’ve pissed him off. “Nah, I don’t want nothin’ to do with those cuties. They could die for all I care. ‘sides, I don’t need no money. A Galaxy Ranger can live without that. What I’m after is you, sweetcheeks.”

His face leans impossibly close, and you instinctively try to move away. He only leans in closer, until your lips are touching, and his sharp teeth bite down on the bottom of your lip.

“I’ll make sure yer never gonna forget me, doll. I’ll carve every inch of myself into yer heart, and that bullet will serve as yer reminder of what ya got yerself into.” Boothill smirks, and you can’t help but shrink under his eyes. There’s a wolf staring at you, ready for its next meal.

He closes the distance without giving you a second to react, and latches onto your mouth with his own. You struggle desperately against him, but you’re no match for a hunter, so you opt to keep your mouth sealed shut. Boothill doesn’t like that.

He bites down on your bottom lip without warning, drawing blood. Your mouth opens to yelp, but he swallows the sound. Like a man starving, he doesn’t give you a moment to breathe, and it isn’t until you’re starting to wheeze that he allows you to be free. Licking the saliva around his lips, he pridefully stares down at you as if you were a trophy.

“I like it when ya say my name, doll.” He coos, squishing your cheeks together, leaning down once more as if to continue his assault. “Say it again.”

You remain silent as an act of defiance.

“Don’t wanna? We’ll see for how long.” He releases your cheeks. They ache. Dragging you once more, he doesn’t turn to look at you when he says his next words, but you know the look on his face perfectly well. “I bet you’ll be sayin’ it like a prayer after tonight.”

His laughter is a horrible sound.

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22ayla19 · 5 months ago

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Jiaoqiu x Reader

You have known Jiaoqiu since childhood. You liked his mischievous and cunning nature, and it’s not surprising, because he is a fox, and although you are a long-liver, you are an ordinary person from Yaoqin.

As the years passed, although you were friends, as you grew older you were busy with your work. Jiaoqiu as a healer in the alchemy commission, and you as the owner of a small traditional-style cafe. Over the years, Jiaoqiu matured and no matter how you look at it, he was still an enviably handsome man. It would be a lie to say that you liked him too, but remembering his character at times... Yes, it’s better that you don’t need such a thorn in the form of a sly fox who always loves to tease.

Later, you were stunned by the news that he would quit his business due to a broken heart. You tried to support him, to bring clarity to his clouded mind from love, but in the end you had a big quarrel, which is why your long-term friendship collapsed.

Even if Jiaoqiu later realized his mistake, he understood that you were unlikely to accept his apology, because then he told you a lot of unnecessary things, which he really shouldn’t have done. And although he smiled at others with his signature grin, when he saw you, this smile disappeared. He felt very bad at heart for his words.

At some point, he even came to terms with the fact that he had lost someone so close to whom he would trust his life. Until one day you came to his pharmacy.

There was no face on you. My eyes were swollen from crying, black circles under my eyes from insomnia, and I just looked tired. Jiaoqiu was horrified to see you like this. The smile that always accompanied him disappeared.

- (Y/N)? - the fox hesitantly pronounced your name. You didn’t look like yourself, even if it was that you were offended by him, you weren’t so upset. What happened to you while you were quarreling?

To be honest, you didn’t want to come to him, especially in this form, but you knew that the only person (fox) you could trust was Jiaoqiu. Taking a step towards him, you said with a voice hoarse from crying:

- My mom died...

- What?... - Jiaoqiu’s shock was impossible to describe in words. He knew your mother as a strong and resilient woman. He won’t deny that your mother scared him at times, but despite this, she cared for and sincerely loved the mischievous little fox with whom her daughter was friends.

- This morning at 8:20, my mother died in intensive care. For the last year and a half, she was sick with something, all the healers from the Alchemy Commission could not help her, - a minute of silence in which Jiaoqiu did not believe your words. -... I don’t believe... I don’t believe that she died!

Falling to your knees, you began to cry hysterically again. You didn’t want to believe that such a strong and healthy person like your mother died from illness. She had never in her life complained that something hurt her or that she felt bad. Even the commission’s doctors were surprised at how strong your mother’s body was, with all this amazing willpower that helped her in the fight against the disease, but even this did not help. Experienced doctors, a strong body and the desire to live next to her beloved daughter did not help her overcome the disease.

Jiaoqiu himself didn’t fully believe in your words, but seeing how you were crying hysterically and didn’t believe what happened, the only thing he did at that moment was hug you. When you lose someone close, it is a terrible pain that even time cannot heal. He knew that you were strong, that perhaps you could cope with the loss, because your parents passed on two strengths to you: your mother’s perseverance and your father’s patience.

Jiaoqiu hugged you until you fell asleep from powerlessness. Taking you in his arms, he carried you to his home so that you could rest, although looking at your condition, he understood that you wouldn’t be able to rest much, so he decided to stay next to you in order to calm or support you if something happened.

As you understand, the situation described in the story is directly related to me. As someone who has lost a loved one, I will simply say: value the time you spend with your loved ones, because you will never know when Death will take them away from you. No one expected that my mother would die, even those closest to me, we all hoped for the best, but even so, an absolutely healthy person developed cancer. Well, I... I still don’t believe it, I’m still waiting for my mother to call me and say that she’s feeling better, but she won’t call me again...

Appreciate the time spent with loved ones.

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #jiaoqiu x reader #jiaoqiu #hsr #hsr x reader

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miowritings · 6 months ago

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Pjsk boys x gf who is older than them so she treats and calls them her baby? Fem reader plzz alsp hcs plz, tyy <3

Pampering♡

Tsukasa tenma, rui kamishiro, toya aoyagi, akito shinonome x F! Reader(separate)

✮A/N: yayayayayy fantasista gang!! Was gonna post this on tsukasa's birthday but forgot.. so sorry if it looks rushed!! :'(( idk if you wanted me to include len and kaito aswell but you only said pjsk boys and kaito and len arent from pjsk so i decided not to add them..

��Synopsis: general hc's for the squad🔥🔥

✮Contains: no warnings! May have a few grammatical errors but thats it, fem reader!(Though pronouns arent mentioned)

✮Tsukasa tenma!

-When tsukasa started dating you, he would think that he would be the clingy one, that was a mistake..

-whenever both of you were around, he would often get teased by his friends, but nevertheless, it was funny, as he was a grade lower than yours..

-both of you would get nicknames such as father and mother, cause of how mature you look and how you care for others as if theyre your children, and tsukasa? He cares for his peers as if they were his siblings! A good match if you say so;)

-speaking of nicknames, he loves making you nicknames and so do you! He'd call you my love, darling or honey, you? You love calling him sweetheart, darling too, and babe

-whenever he's practicing his lines for a show, you'd sometimes sneak up on him and hug him from behind, at first he'd be surprised, but eventually getting used to it

-despite you being the oldest in the relationship, he's more reliable than you.. he loves helping you with your studies.. even though you're the oldest, and you love giving him your old notes, occasionally, both of you spend more time at the library

-when cuddling, his favorite position would be him resting on your chest, your taller, so he likes to be the little spoon sometimes.., he'd nuzzle into your chest and would fall asleep then and there

-tsukasa would pout when you kiss anywhere his face except for his lips, its funny how he gets red, expecting you to kiss his lips but i. Reality? You would kiss him everywhere but his lips

-"hey.. are you doing this on purpose..?! I didnt do anything wrong did i..?"

-when visiting his place, saki would be the first one to greet you, hugging you while squealing, oh how she loved to have an older sister!!

-nevertheless, tsukasa likes the way you cling onto him, he feels warm.. back then.. he didnt receive that much attention from his parents as his parents were busy taking of his little sister, so, seeing you shower him with love and affection, makes him feel lucky and proud to have you.

✮Rui kamishiro!

-Rui doesn't mind being pampered by you, heck he loves it!! Sometimes he'll do the pampering but it's mostly just you :3

-Rui may be sly and cunning, but he blushes ALOT when you call him any nicknames such as "baby" or "honey" he'll give you an awkward chuckle accompanied by the blush on his cheeks<3

-Rui doesn't really care about you being older than him, that gives him an excuse to act immature just to tease you!

-His classmates often envy him of having a girlfriend that's older than him, some boys would come up to him and ask "howd you manage to get her?" Or something like that..! Though all he replies are shrugs..

-WILL BRING YOU WHENEVER HE GOES TO THE CINEMA, like, rui's probably 17-18 considering he's a 3rd year, you're probably 18-19?? He'll bring you to the cinema to watch horror movies that are too graphic for the younger audiences

-would sometimes ask you for the lessons you learned during your school year, so that he could learn in advance!

✮Toya aoyagi!

-will definitely look up to you!!

-gives you the biggest amount of respect since youre older than him

-would often ask you for advice since youre older than him, he feels as if he had some kind of strong bond with you, sometimes it would be simple ones, and sometimes its really confusing to the point you search it up

-will blush awkwardly when you call him "baby" or any other lovely nicknames

-WOULD BE EASILY SOFTENED WHEN YOU CUDDLE WITH HIM!! his fave cuddling position would be where his head would rest on his lap, he likes it when you play with his hair TRUST!! He'll easily calm down when you tell him some assuring words while playing his hair<33

-really, REALLY likes it when you pamper him with care and love, do you notice his parents? Sure they're not that good but.. they're somewhat distant? So.. having you close by him is pretty new.. at first he would be easily flustered but eventually, he'd get used to it

-Toya here is very reliable, sometimes the other way around, both of you take turns when helping each other, he's pretty mature so when you act "childish" he'll simply tell you so!

✮Akito shinonome!

-when akito first met you, he would put on his "nice guy persona" time gradually passes by and he put the mask away

-isnt that used to receiving affection.. when you call him baby or pamper him even just a bit, he gets red and would often murmur out something or look away

-has deep respect for you, since your older than him, its obvious he'd treat you much nicer and respectful

-does tease you here and there.. would sometimes tell you your shoes are untied only to find that they werent..

-accepts any forms of gifts you give him... Even if theyre a bit.. cringey.. still he finds it cute

-SUCKS AT STUDYING, will always ask you to teach him, if not, lets you answer his homework

-"hey.. uh y/n? Could you help me out here?" He asks, showing you a math problem he finds difficult

-your older than him so its just like the others, would ask you for advice whenever he's lost

-secretly loves it when you pamper him with affection, sure he may be gruffy or rude to others, but deep down he's very clingy and would get protective of you when something isnt right..

Taglists..

Rui kamishiro: @nogenderbee

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the-mortuary-witch · 4 months ago

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HERMES

WHO IS HE?

Hermes is a Greek god who is known as the messenger of the gods, the god of travelers, and the god of commerce. In Greek mythology, Hermes is a son of Zeus and the nymph Maia, and he is often depicted as a swift and clever god who is able to move quickly and silently. As the messenger of the gods, Hermes is responsible for transporting messages and news between the gods and mortals, and he is also known as the god of thieves and cunning. Hermes is often portrayed as a young and athletic figure, with curly hair and a mischievous or sly expression.

BASIC INFO:

Appearance: Hermes is often depicted as a graceful and athletic figure. He is typically portrayed as young and handsome, with curly hair and a mischievous or sly expression. He is often shown wearing a traveller's hat or cap and winged sandals, which enable him to move quickly and silently. He also often carries a caduceus, a staff entwined with two snakes, which is a symbol of his role as a messenger of the gods.

Personality: he is known for his quick wit, cleverness, and mischievous nature. He is often portrayed as a god of communication, travel, and commerce, and he is known for being able to move quickly and silently. Hermes is also known for his love of pranks and tricks, and he is often depicted as a god of thieves and cunning. Despite his playful side, Hermes is also considered to be a wise and understanding god, and he is often depicted as a god of wisdom and knowledge.

Symbols: caduceus, shepherds pipes, travellers hat, lyre, rooster, talaria, winged helmet, tortoise, and satchel or pouch Talaria, and petasos

God of: messenger of the Gods, heraldry, omens, poetry and fables, trade, travel, boundaries, thieves, education, psychopomp, wealth, luck, roadways, animal husbandry, sleep, language, and known as the divine trickster

Culture: Greek

Plants and trees: palm tree, crocus flower, Greek strawberry trees, hydrangeas, chrysanthemum, almond tree, iris, and marjoram

Crystals: alexandrit, amethyst, smoky quartz, hematite, agate, orange quartz, amber, citrine, peridot, quartz, malachite, ruby, bloodstone, and orange topaz

Animals: hummingbirds, tortoise, hare, cattle, hawk, goat, fish, ram, snake, and rooster

Incense: frankincense, myrrh, saffron, and dragon’s blood

Colours: gold, red, silver, copper, yellow, orange, grey, light blue, and green

Number: 4

Zodiac: Gemini

Tarot: Judgment, The Magician, The Fool, The Hierophant, The Hermit, The Star, and Suit of Swords

Planet: Mercury

Days: Wednesday, April Fools Day, 4th of every month, Hermea, Noumenia, Pompaia, Heliogenna, Anthesteria (maybe), Asklepia (maybe), Olympeia (maybe), Bendideia (maybe), Panathenaia (maybe), Eleusinia (maybe), Zeus Epoptes (maybe), Genesios (maybe), and Theseia (maybe)

Parents: Zeus and Maia

Siblings: N/A

Partners: Aphrodite, Brimo, Daeira, Peitho, Persephone, Penelopeia, and Palaestra

Children: Evander, Pan, Hermaphroditus, Abderus or Abderos, Autolycus, Eudoros, Angelia, Myrtilus, Palaestra, Aethalides (Argonaut), Arabius, Bounos or Bunus, Cephalus, Cydon, Pharis, Polybus, Prylis, and Saon or Samon

MISC:

• Winged sandals: according to Greek mythology, Hermes had a pair of winged sandals that he used to fly around the world.

• Caduceus: the caduceus is a staff with two snakes wrapped around it, and it is a symbol of Hermes and his role as a messenger.

• Thieves and tricksters: Hermes was often associated with thieves and tricksters, reflecting his role as a god of cunning and wit.

• Commerce and trade: he was also associated with commerce and trade, and was often invoked for success in business or financial endeavors.

• Messages and communication: Hermes was the god of messages and communication, and he was often invoked for help in sending or receiving important information.

• Travel and transportation: as a messenger and a god of travel, Hermes was often associated with the sea, rivers, and roads, and was invoked for protection and safe passage.

• Poetry and arts: Hermes was also associated with the arts, particularly music and writing, and was said to have created the first lyre, which he gave to Apollo.

• Magic and witchcraft: he was often associated with magic and witchcraft, and was believed to possess some magical powers himself.

FACTS ABOUT HERMES:

• One of the more popular myths of Hermes is the myth of him stealing Apollo’s cattle as a baby. Hermes was freshly born, escaped his crib and stole his half-brother’s herd of cattle. In order to avoid getting caught, Hermes plays some devious and clever tricks, though the tricks he plays depends on the myth-teller. At some point on his journey with the cattle he finds a tortoise whose shell he turns into the very first lyre. Inevitably he gets caught by Apollo but the sun god is so charmed by the lyre that he allows Hermes to keep the cattle or at least forgives him.

• Not only this myth, but others depict him as a trickster who enjoys a good prank.

• Hermes was known to be the patron god of Arcadia as he was born in Mount Cyllene in Arcadia according to Homer.

• Hermes is also a psychopomp, a traveler between the realms of the living and dead who aides souls headed to the Underworld.

• He was notably charming, even as a baby, considered a darling of the gods where many of the deities in the pantheon would teach or entertain young Hermes.

• Hermes was said to have invented wrestling and racing.

• He is often depicted as both young and old, as a mediator between god and man, and as a dream bringer. It’s possible that this ties into his involvement as an initiator for young adulthood.

• The Hermea were festivals held in honor of Hermes.

• Hermes’ staff or wand, the caduceus (staff with two snakes wound around it), is often mistaken for the Rod of Asclepius (staff with one snake wound around it).

• Inventor of fire: Hermes is credited with inventing fire, which he used to cook the stolen cattle.

• Protector of flocks: Hermes is also known to protect shepherds and their flocks, ensuring their safety and fertility.

• He likes rock music because of its high energy, energy drinks (especially red bull and original monster), elephants, yellow things, bergamot, dogwood, and vanilla.

HOW TO WORK WITH HERMES:

Create a dedicated space on your altar or in your home for Hermes, with objects associated with him, such as the caduceus, winged sandals, or a statue of the god. Make offerings to Hermes, such as incense, food, or small trinkets. Set aside time each day to connect with Hermes through meditation, prayer, or journaling, and ask for his guidance or assistance. Take up activities that are associated with Hermes, such as writing, traveling, or communicating.

PRAYER FOR HERMES:

"Great and wise Hermes, messenger of the gods, I call upon you to be with me now. Guide me on my journey, and fill me with your wisdom and wit. Help me to communicate clearly and effectively, and to approach each new challenge with confidence and ease.” 

“Hail Lord Hermes, swift as the wind, cunning as a fox, and wise as the stars. I open myself to your presence and await your guidance. So mote it be."

SIGNS THAT HERMES IS CALLING YOU:

• A strong desire to learn, especially in the areas of communication, travel, or creative expression.

• Increased synchronicities or occurrences of things that are related to Hermes, such as twinning (seeing identical numbers), winged sandals, the caduceus, or the symbol for Mercury.

• A feeling of being inspired or compelled to take action, particularly in a situation that requires quick thinking or communication.

• Recurrent dreams or visions involving Hermes or objects associated with him, such as winged sandals or the caduceus.

• Sudden onset of good luck or fortunate opportunities, especially in areas related to communication or travel.

• An increased sense of curiosity or playful energy, such as a desire to explore new places or learn new skills.

• A feeling of being guided or protected, as if a benevolent presence is watching over you.

• An increased sense of intuition or insight, as if Hermes is guiding your thinking or decision-making.

OFFERINGS:

• Rocks, specifically stacked rocks from the roadside.

• Koumara.

• Petasos (winged helmet).

• Talaria (winged sandals).

• Naturally shed feathers.

• Animal skins.

• Silver or golden objects.

• Food and drinks: white or red wine, olive oil, water, citrus fruit, honey, strawberries, milk, chocolate, wheat, lemons, almonds, cinnamon, coffee/energy drinks (especially red bull and original monster), candy, ramune, foreign foods, candies, or drinks, cheeses, shepherds pie, mutton, pork, beef, eggs, cookie dough ice-cream, blackberries, apricots, chamomile tea, beer, pineapple, bread, and milk mixed with honey.

• Statues/depictions of him.

• Herbs: cinnamon, feverfew, mint, dill, mustard, parsley, angelica, poppy seed, and coriander.

• Souvenirs/objects from trips.

• Incense: frankincense, myrrh, saffron, and dragon’s blood.

• Zodiac or astrology related items.

• Souvenirs from your trips.

• Coins and money (unique or foreign).

• Silver/yellow/orange/red candles.

• Stamps.

• Turtle shaped objects.

• Sunglasses.

• Depictions/imagery of cattle’s, turtles, rams, hawks, hares, rooster, guard dogs, and snakes.

• Dice.

• Maps.

• Flowers: crocus flower, hydrangeas, and chrysanthemum.

• Wands.

• Musical instruments.

• Rock or indie music.

• Foreign items.

DEVOTIONAL ACTS FOR HERMES:

• Write poetry.

• Play pranks, I won’t advocate for harsh pranks, personally, but he is known as a trickster so do with that what you will.

• Travel, he is the patron god of travellers.

• Watch a funny show or movie.

• Watch travel videos.

• Play or watch sports, he is known as a god of athletics and during his festival days people would play sports.

• Pray to him.

• Go to the gym or otherwise exercise, he has been cited as the patron deity of gyms.

• Learn astrology.

• Learn about agriculture and animal husbandry.

• Practice public speaking.

• Write His stories, poems, or jokes.

• Donate to homeless shelters.

• Honour the dead.

• Honour his children and his companions.

• Build a cairn, DO NOT STACK ROCKS IN NATURE as it disrupts the natural environment! However, feel free to build one on your porch or in your house with rocks you may already have.

• Watch a comedy special.

• Write letters and send them.

• Learning how to make drinks (wine, alcoholic mixed drinks, juices, etc).

• Traveling.

• Celebrate Hermea, I was unable to find a set date-range for these festivals. Some suggested around the beginning of August, possibly due to his conflation with the Irish god Lugh’s holiday Lughnasadh; others suggested May 15 due to the Roman god Mercury’s holiday Mercuralia. That said, he was known to be worshipped during other holidays in Greek tradition alongside other deities.

• Write stories.

• Exploring areas.

• Working.

• Making a money bowl.

• If able, learn a new language, if unable to do that listen to music in a foreign language or watch a movie or show in a foreign language.

• Learn about the Underworld and His role as a psychopomp.

• The story of Him stealing Apollon’s cattle always makes me laugh, so if you’re feeling down maybe read about that or watch a video about it.

• Eat food from a foreign country or watch cooking videos with recipes from foreign countries.

• Make a bucket list of places you’d like to travel (doesn’t necessarily have to be other countries. It can be within your own country or in your own state, or maybe there’s places in your own town/city you haven’t checked out yet that you’d like to go see).

• Learn some geography.

• Listen to or make a devotional playlist for Him.

• Play some board games or card games or dice games

• Learning how to send letters and packages.

• Stand up comedy and memes.

• Roller skating.

IS IT SAFE TO EAT OR DRINK AN OFFERING I GIVE TO HIM?

In some spiritual and religious traditions, it's considered appropriate to consume an offering that has been given to a deity or other spiritual entity. Some cultures believe that consuming an offering is a way to honor and show commitment to the deity, as well as to express gratitude for the deity's presence and blessings. In the case of consuming an offering to Hermes, some might believe that this is a way to deepen one's connection with the deity and to show respect and devotion. However, it's important to note that not all spiritual and religious traditions view the consumption of offerings in the same way.

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ellecdc · 6 months ago

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Hello you beautiful human, to be honest I really should be working right now but the ADHD is getting to me. I have never really been into poly reader before, besides the marauders idk there just something about them yk?

Anywayyyy, I hope I’m not intruding on your day or night (time zone yk) but I can’t stop thinking about wolfstar and reader. Sooo I was wondering if you could pretty pleaser share your headcannons for wolfstar and reader, in terms of ship dynamics, animagus form, pure blood va half be muggle born, and roles in the relationship and ect.

If you fancy it, if not I completely understand!! Also I ramble and do apologise, but um could I be this anon 🍄? Hope you have a wonderful night or day 💗💗💗

I never really realized that I have different ideas of who these ships would date until you asked me!

Ship dynamics:

I always see Remus being sort of 'in charge' but like, gentle and casually dominant....if that makes sense? makes sure everyone is taken care of etc

I see Sirius as a bit of trouble; maybe a brat in bed? but fiercely loyal and protective/possessive - you hardly ever see reader or Remus around without him near by, and anyone who's around Sirius will likely hear him talking (bragging) about his loves

I think reader would have to have a pretty solid personality in order to deal with these two lol, especially considering the friends they keep? I do see a shy reader working with them (because they'd just dote all over them), but ultimately I think they'd learn to stand their ground with them

I think reader would sometimes play referee between the two? if they got into an argument etc

Remus would definitely get after Sirius if he felt he was being too harsh with reader

animagus form:

this is super self indulgent but my favourite animal is a fox (for quite personal reasons) and I know that they are a) found in the UK, b) also part of the canine genus, c) would sort of fit within the packs dynamic [Sirius = dog because of loyalty, protectiveness, etc vs. reader who would have to be sly/cunning to manage with those two? idk if that makes sense] and d) would just be stinking cute and I love them 🥺

blood status:

tbh I've always imagined the reader in wolfstar fics to be either muggle born or at least half-blood, idk why. I think Sirius would like collecting things that would piss his parents off (lol)

I hope this answered your questions?? thanks for asking sweets 🫶

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tw1l1te · 8 months ago

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The Final Promise₊˚✩⊹

Chapter 8

Linked Universe x reader

Warnings: depression, angst, mentions of mental health, some fluff

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Sky tucks you in, placing another small cushion under your head to take a bit of pressure from your back, but it doesn’t relieve much pain.

“Need anything?” he asks, cradling your hands in his, so gently as if he was scared of hurting you more. You shake your head.

“Stay?” you ask.

He nods, a small smile on his face. He makes his way to the other side of the bed, slipping off his boots that he put on earlier. He wasn’t exactly dressed for the day when he experienced all of the commotion, so he was already in his sleeping tunic and pants.

Slipping under the covers, he faces you, examining your features for any possible open wounds or signs of discomfort.

“I can hear you panicking over me, Sky. I’m fine. Sore, but fine.” you say, glancing at him.

“Sorry.”

“You’re all good. Just don’t want you to be in even more stress, hell knows we don’t need more of it.”

You were both silent for a while. The only sounds being the occasional grunt from you or shuffling in the covers.

“What’s home like for you?” Sky asks.

Well that came out of the blue.

“What do you mean? Like in general or my life?”

He props himself up on his elbow, like Twilight did last night, but you shoo the the thought away quickly, not wanting to think about making out with your traveling partner.

“I guess more so your life. What’s it like, at least most recently?”

You think for a moment.

“Well, I go to school, college as they call it. I live in an apartment with my roommate with a dog and a cat, god knows how they even stand each other. I work at a bakery when I’m not in school, which is ran by my aunt. She’s kind of the only family I have, other than my pets, I guess.”

You smile before continuing, “Its nice back home, I miss it. Despite my past… i’m doing pretty ok right now. I hope to introduce you guys to my life someday, if its possible.”

Sky smiles at that, “That’d be nice. I’d love to meet your aunt, she sounds kind.”

Another beat of silence.

“What about your parents?”

Sky notices your wince at the question, “Sorr-”

“It’s fine. They’re not around anymore. Weren’t the best towards me. That’s all.” you mumble, wanting to change the subject.

He nods, but something is off about his demeanor. He seems… upset.

“Sky, hey, they’re not around anymore, they haven’t been since I was 15. It’s long in the past.”

He grasps your hands tighter, “But the fact that they treated you terribly, regardless of how long ago, is still horrible. You… didn’t deserve that. I wish I knew, so I could-”

“There’s literally no way you could’ve known, you could only barely hear me when I only played the game, much less hear me outside of it. Stop blaming yourself Sky, you carry so many burdens with you that shouldn’t be there in the first place.” your voice stern, but not because you were upset with him.

“It’s hard not to. I mean, I caused the curse to begin in the first place, consequently placing the burden on everyone else. In a way, it… is my fault.”

“You were young, Sky. You didn’t know, or ask for it. You can blame yourself as much as you want, but I saw what happened, and it wasn’t your fault.”

You both stayed silent for a while, processing.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me for telling the truth, Link.”

When evening rolls around the others wonder where Sky is, prompting a few of the members to come upstairs, anticipating the worst.

They find you asleep on Sky’s chest, hands grasping each other.

“Ok, what animal do you think you’d be? I’d be a big ass shark!” Wind exclaims.

“Language.” Wind just rolls his eyes.

“I think I’d be a fox: sly and cunning.” Wars states.

“More like flirty and you hiss.” Twilight mumbles, earning a choked giggle from you.

“Says you! You’d probably be a mountain goat!” he exclaims, hand on his chest dramatically.

“You’re actually not far off, an Ordonian goat.” he says, smiling.

“Oh, shut up, cowboy.”

“Hmmm… I think I’d be a swallow or maybe a sparrow.” Sky mumbles, deep in thought.

“Suits you, birdbrain.” Legend says, sarcasm lacing his tone, Sky just shoots him a bored stare.

You roll your eyes, turning to Time, “How ‘bout you, Old man? Any ideas?”

He sighs, “Maybe a wolf, protective of family and travel in packs. Loyal and cautious.”

You raise your eyebrow at him, turning to Twilight with a smile. He shrugs back at you.

What a coincidence.

You turn to Legend with a teasing smile, “You’re definitely a rabbit. All bark, no bite.”

Legend guffaws at you, “H-How did you- why I’m offended Y/n! Really supportive of you, Mouse.”

You just laugh loudly, but it quickly follows with a sharp pain from your back, causing you to hiss with pain. The group around you gets silent, anticipating.

“Ah, ouch! Fucking ow- guys I’m fine, just laughed a bit too hard. Anyways, Wild? How about you?” you ask.

His expression still worried, he hesitates before answering “I-uh, I don’t really know. Never really thought about it.”

Hyrule pipes up, “I don’t know about you guys, but I feel like I’d be a goat. Not Ordonian, maybe more like the ones we saw in Hateno Village.”

Hums of agreement go around the group.

“Personally, I’m with Sky on the Sparrow. Probably because I’m part Minish.” Four says, crossing his arms while leaning back. He looks at you, “And, Y/n? What about you?”

All eyes were on you, anticipating your answer.

Just as you were about to answer, Legend beats you to it “Easy, a mouse. Ain’t that right, Mousey?”

You squeak in surprise, face bright red.

Legend just hums in satisfaction, leaning against the wall, “Told you, a squeaker.”

You just look at him, eyes wide. He just gazes at you, eyeing you like a predator.

The silence was unbearable. If you weren’t covered in wounds and bruises, you would’ve sprinted out of the room. The awkwardness tension was suffocating.

“Are you guys done drooling?” Four asked.

The next minute all you can hear was yells directed at Four and Wind dying of laughter on the floor.

The next couple days were agonizingly slow. All you did was lay in bed, change your bandages, or talk to the group and occasionally Malon. You felt so guilty for everything that had transpired the past few days for her, apologizing profusely every moment you were with her. She didn’t want to hear any of it.

By the end of the fourth day, you were finally able to stand up and walk downstairs, granted you were leaning on Wars the entire way down, almost falling face first halfway down.

“Look! Mouse is up!” Wind exclaimed, running to you and hugging your unoccupied arm to not put pressure onto your back.

“Seems like I have a new nickname, huh?” you chuckled, ruffling his sandy hair.

“How are you faring, Y/n?” Time asked, arms propped on the dining table. He looked tired.

You gave him a small smile, “Better, still really sore, but couldn’t be in that bed any longer, my ass was deflating.”

Legend coughs, “Can’t be flatter than Cap’s.” earning him a smack on the head from Sky.

You rolled your eyes for the millionth time, “Anyways… How has everyone been lately? I know things have been pretty shaken up around here the past few days.”

“Before ya go on apologizin’ and all, don’t. We don’t know who did that to you or if not someone, what did that to you.” Twilight said, voice stern.

You nodded, accepting his statement.

“But besides that, we’ve been alright. Mostly doin’ work around the ranch for Malon. She’s out in Castle Town right now.”

Time stands up from the chair, looking at you “Which is why now is a good time to talk about our next steps.”

Everyone sits down around the table, Wars helping you sit down without hitting your back in the process.

“We’ve been here for a little under a week and so far there’s been no news or updates on either the Shadow’s army or Y/n’s passageway home. Although the serenity for once is nice, it feels too serene. Too ideal. I want to say something is going on behind the scenes, but I don’t have any proof to show for that.”

Wars nods along before joining in, “I too have felt that way. It’s unlike for the Shadow to leave us like this for almost a week. It feels too convenient for us, especially since Y/n’s incident. Do you think he hurt Y/n to distract us?”

Time thought for a moment, eyes focused on the vase on the table.

“No. No, I don’t think it was to distract us, or not in the way you’re thinking. From what I’ve noticed from our battles with him, he needs to regenerate health over time to get back to his full potential again. He isn’t invincible, but he seems like it when we encounter him because he’s had time to heal.”

Legend sits up.

“So why don’t we ever track him down whenever he’s healing and finish him off? We could’ve been done with this bullshit so much sooner!!”

Four shoots him a look, Legend just quietly seethes in his chair.

“Pardon my language, but it’s practically impossible to track that fucker down. From what we’ve seen with the portals, he disappears through them, and we don’t have a way of summoning portals or knowing when or where they went.”

You nod along, things were starting to click together.

“All I’m gonna say is that the Shadow is definitely not who I encountered in my vision, dream, or whatever the fuck it was. I thought that’s who it was, but…. It’s very unlikely that it’s him.”

Time looks around the group, “Right, well, there’s not much we can do right now. My guess is that a portal may show up somewhere around here in the next few days to a week, so we should always be ready to leave. You never know when it’ll open back up, even in the middle of the night.”

You groan, “Why do I have a feeling that’s what’s gonna happen.”

You look at Twilight, “Twi if we have to leave at two in the morning, you’re carrying me.”

He raises an amused eyebrow at you, “Is tha’ right? You the boss all of a sudden?”

You smirk. “I’m the only woman in the group, so yeah. Plus… you wouldn’t wanna upset me during shark week, would ya?”

Twilight’s smile dropped, ears flushed. Everyone just stares at you, wide-eyed.

Wind high-fives you. You had them wrapped right around your finger.

The chain and you were currently sitting on the couch and floor, just talking and laughing over jokes while Wild and Sky cooked in the kitchen. You sat in the corner of the couch, a pillow propped up behind your back and a blanket wrapped around your form. You were half listening to the boys’ conversation when the topic of birthdays came up.

“When’s your birthday, Y/n?” You snap back into the conversation.

“God, I haven't thought about my birthday in ages! I have probably missed one since being here. My birthday is in the late winter, though our idea of seasons and months are different from Hyrule's, so I can’t pinpoint the day,” you smile sadly.

“So you’re… 19? 20?” Hyrule asks, counting in his head.

“I think I’m 19 right now, but I’ll be 20 soon.”

Wind jumps up, “We’ve gotta celebrate! Birthdays are like the best time of year! Other than the Winter and Summer festivals.”

You look at Time, “Yeah, maybe when things settle down a bit. To be honest I don’t even know what to do or how to celebrate my birthday here.”

“We could always celebrate it during one of the upcoming festivals. It'll be easier to plan and there’s plenty to do.” Time offers, looking around for responses. Everyone agrees, already discussing what they think would be fun for you.

“Dinner’s ready!” Wild shouts out, ending the conversation and starting a new one. Twilight holds your arm to walk you to the table, your legs still shaky from the lack of physical activity the past few days. He sits you first, then slides into the chair to the right of you. You feel his hand slide into yours, giving it a small squeeze.

Legend follows you up, arm under your armpit in case you lose your balance. It was his turn for watch over you, the routine being almost natural at this point.

“Easy, Mouse. We don’t want you opening up those wounds again.” he mumbles, checking over your back. Satisfied with the lack of blood, you both continue back to your room, him shutting the door behind him. It must have been past midnight, as you could feel your tiredness approaching you.

You climb into bed, too lazy to change into comfier clothes, as that could risk reopening the stitches again. Wincing, it takes you a few minutes to find a painless position, as you can’t fully lay on your back.

Once you’ve settled, you notice Legend is still standing by the door, watching you.

“You… do know you can sleep with me right? You don’t have to stand there watching me.”

He seems to snap out of it, shaking his head slightly.

“Right, uh, sure. Need anything before I turn the lights out?”

You shake your head, patting the empty space beside you.

He sits on top of the covers, fully clad in his tunic and robes, even in his pegasus boots. He was staring at the wall across from you both, seemingly deep in thought.

“Rupee for your thoughts?” you ask, it has taken you a while to switch up the terminology from “penny” to “Rupee”. The first time you said the phrase, it took a lot of explaining on your part.

Legend seems to take a breath to speak, but instead stays quiet. Almost as if someone told him to not talk.

You inch toward his hand with yours, lightly holding it. It was ice cold.

“You do know I’m here for you, right? Whatever it is, I’m here for you Leg.” you murmur, not wanting to trigger anything for him.

“Forget it, I’m fine. Just rest, Y/n.” he rasps, eyes still not meeting yours. This was unlike him. You’d like to think you’ve both grown to trust each other over the past year or so, so you weren’t sure as to why he’s being close off and snarky about it.

“Leg, are you sure-” “Leave it, Y/n.” he grunts, his entire body goes tense, you pulling your hand back towards yourself. You could feel your eyes burn, so you lay down and lie on your side, facing away from him. Your tears silently spilled from your waterline until you fell asleep.

The next time you were woken up, Wild was shaking you by your arm, “Y/n wake up. Portal at the edge of the farm. Start getting ready and someone will be up in a few to help you pack up.”

He quickly jogged out, leaving the door open. You could hear Malon talking to someone. When’d she get back?

Eyes bleary, you noticed that the spot where Legend was sitting was empty, covers not even pulled down. Seems like he left the first chance he’d gotten.

Wincing a bit, you hobble out of bed, heading over to where your pack lay on the dresser. You managed to pull on your tunic over your long sleeve shirt. Your pants were on just as Wars came into the room, looking disheveled for the first time in your time with them.

“Make sure you put your harness on, we might be dropped into battle.” he rambles, eyes flicking over the room, making sure you didn’t leave anything.

You were too tired to talk, silently tying your pack up and slinging it over your shoulder. Wars helped you adjust the chest harness, being careful to not squeeze your back too much.

“Ready?” you nod, “Alright, let's start heading out, it’s almost dawn.”

“Wars? Are you ok?” he seemed off, he was always composed, strictly business you once joked. But now was no laughing matter. You were worried for him. All of them.

He just smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Just tired, Y/n.”

He rarely used your name except if he was being serious or if he was worried.

Before you could keep pestering him, he pulled you along the hallway and down the stairs, helping you down the stairs like he usually did. Everyone was already awake, packing last minute and putting on clothes and armor.

Twilight looks up from his boots, fastening the buckles around the calf.

“There ya are, was worried ya were still asleep. All ready?” he walks up to you, placing his hands on your shoulders. You nod, yawning. He chuckled, giving you a small kiss on the crown of your forehead, “Don’t worry, pumpkin, we’ll make up for yer lost sleeping hours as soon as we can, ok?” You were too tired to react to the physical affection, just nodding into his chest.

You could feel Legend’s eyes on you, but you couldn’t deal with him right now. Avoidance was definitely not the best thing to do right now, but everyone was on a time limit to get to that portal.

Malon walks up to you, “Before you say anythin’, I’m gonna miss you too and stop apologizin’.” You chuckle, “You know me too well, Mal. I’m sorry we have to go so soon. I’ll miss you.” She smiles sadly. She brings you into a warm hug, mumbling into your ear “Just be safe, Y/n. I know how dangerous it is travelin’ with ‘em. I fully trust Link, I just don’t want you to be reckless and get hurt. Look after him for me?” she asks, voice slightly cracking.

“Of course Mal. Anything for you.”

“You’re too kind for this cruel world Y/n. I hope you come back soon, under better circumstances perhaps.”

“I’ll be back before you know it. Ok?”

She lets you go, talking to Time about being careful and giving him the whole talk on “don’t be too hard on them, be careful”, the usual. Once that was done, Malon waves you all off, you walking through the field towards the portal. It was dark and imposing, standing amongst the fauna and flora of Lon Lon Ranch. You walked with Twilight, firmly grasping his arm.

You both walk in, hand in hand, the others following behind you through the murky purple abyss.

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fuokir · 2 years ago

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Aena Florence Cowell - Profile

◊ Basic Information ◊

▹ Gender: Female ▹ Date of birth: 19th of February ▹ MBTI: Defender ISFJ-A ▹ Nationality: British | Welsh ▹ Blood status: Pure-blood ▹ Wand: English Oak Wood | Unicorn Core | 14 ½" Length | Slightly Springy flexibility ▹ Nickname: - ▹ House: Slytherin ▹ Patronus: Red Squirrel ▹ Boggart: Dragon/Fire ▹ Amortentia: Juniper, menthol, lime ▹ Animagus: -

◊ Appearance ◊

Aena is slightly above average height. She has long blond hair, to be honest it's hard to say what color, her hair was once very burned out in the sun, I would call it a pearl blond, with a warm undertone. Violet eyes, in her favorite sly squint. A long, straight nose, it is very easy for them to get into other people's business. Freckled skin and two facial scars.

▹ Clothing style: Ready to dress up in anything, the main thing is that it be washed and ironed. She loves trendy blouses and comfortable shoes, otherwise she just wants to look neat. ▹ Accessories: Silver earrings. A brooch with which she secures a bow on her collar. ▹ Other distinguishing features: Two scars. First received before Hogwarts, her younger sister hit her with a candlestick in a fit of rage. This scar cuts through her upper lip. The second one was obtained approximately between 4-6 class step (I still haven't decided) in a fight with Aisha. This scar is located across the bridge of the nose.

◊ Personality ◊

Aena is a person who values connections very much, and, first of all, values her own comfort. She can come across as rude due to her bluntness, although she usually tries to choose her words. For close people, Aena is the figure of an older sister, patronizing and ready to help with deed or advice. She is still clueless in conversation, but it has its own charm. If you come to her in a bad mood or in tears, she will definitely coo around you and if words do not help, then be sure that you will be taken to have fun in Hogsmeade, even if Professor Weasley did not give permission to visit the village. Due to her rather reserved nature, it is very difficult to catch her own resentment or bad mood. As a rule, she suppresses bad emotions if the pressure on her is very strong. Cowell is inclined to break loose on someone, but more often than something (Ferdinand Octavius Pratt will never forgive her for his torn portrait that once hung in the Trophy Hall). Otherwise, she learned to live such moments in herself, not wanting to impose her problems.

▹ Traits: Self-confident, imposing, diligent, cunning, communicable. ▹ Likes: Feeling of winning, gift gifts to friends and family (she is one of those people who will see a wild flower, remember you and pick it to give), To speak caustically. ▹ Dislikes: Gobstones, hates all kinds of sweets and candies (childhood trauma). ▹ Good at: Chess, persuasion, remember things quickly. ▹ Bad at: Flying on a broom (she gets motion sick), to be tact. ▹ Hobbies: Board games, Herbarium, calligraphy. ▹ Fears: Fire, fatal disease. ▹ Ambition: Become an influential person in the magical world.

◊ Family ◊

▹Father: Ambrose Thomas Cowell ▹Mother: Lavinia Marjorie Cowell (nee Brown) ▹Sibling: Aeva Francis Cowell (little sister) | Darcia Arthur Cowell (little brother) ▹ Paternal grandparents: Bertram Caspar Cowell and Marjorie Rose Cowell ▹Maternal grandparents: They do not communicate for one reason or another / Aena does not know them, as much.. ▹ Other noteworthy relatives: Angus Beresford Cowell (uncle), Anna Rayne Brown (aunt), Victor Brown (cousin), Cain Beresford Brown (cousin, illegitimate son of Anna and Angus).

▹ Pet: Couple Mooncalfs and Jobberknoll ▹ Family home: Cardiff ▹ Blood Status: Pure-Blood ▹ Social standing: Middle class family, i guess... Aristocracy? ▹ Family background: The relationship between the Browns and the Cowells became very tense after the announcement of the engagement between Lavinia and Ambrose. Both Aena's parents were strong-willed and strong-willed, and although the families did not want this union, in fear that the newlyweds would quickly fall out of love with each other when they were drawn into the routine, this did not happen. The birth of Aena, the first-born, was not accepted by applause, the parents were still very young, just about to graduate from Hogwarts. it was also that Anna, Lavinia's cousin, and Angus, Ambrose's brother, were not careful and their families found out about their union. And although the Cowells, as a fairly young purebred family, were not well known, everyone whispered about the Browns. This angered the Browns and almost all ties between the families were cut off. This did not prevent the girl from growing up in love and care, even in some kind of permissiveness. Aena was a mischievous child. In particular, she adopted the confidence of her father, and inherited from her mother an unshakable determination. Of course her uncle Angus, who frequents them (living for a while with his brother and his family), also contributed. He was cunning, playful, witty and an excellent gambler. During the early years of Ambrose and Lavinia's marriage, he often stayed to babysit his niece while his brother and his wife worked at Gringotts Wizarding Bank. It would be nonsense if, in the end, Aena did not learn to play almost as well as her uncle. Over time, her sister was born, and now not only Angus was the nanny, but Aena herself, because her sister turned out to be a completely restless child.

The Cowell family can be safely called an example of a healthy family, where everyone listens and hears each other. Where conflicts are not hushed up, but resolved. In their house there is always an atmosphere of warmth and comfort. Family members value each other, they will never refuse to help friends and relatives. Her parents still work in a bank. Grandfather was an Auror, and her grandmother worked as a curse breaker. Her uncle Angus does not work anywhere, but thanks to his skill as a card sharper, he squanders money in all directions.

◊ Relationships ◊

It is difficult to write down with whom Alena is friends to one degree or another, since she tends to call a friend a person with whom she communicated a couple of times both of them at school. Anyway, she was the most frequent communication with Amit Thakkar, Aisha Werdy(oc), Grace Pinch-Smedley and Imelda Reyes. With the advent of the New Fifth Year, Aena's friend list has become noticeably larger! Since the fifth year, a new student has appeared in Cowell's inner circle (I would like to use a specific character, but I love many MCs so much … this is a difficult choice for me, in general, your character could be here !!!). Through the new fifth year, Aena became closer to Sebastian Sallow and Ominis Gaunt. This was an interesting experience for Aena, who was very prejudiced against Gaunt due to rumors and stories from her parents. Although her parents did not want to appear biased, because they had also been the subject of all sorts of dirty rumors before, they were very afraid of ties with the Gaunts. Interestingly, thanks to MC, Cowell stopped communicating with Cressida Blume. One day, Aena managed to overhear a conversation between a newcomer and Ominis in the Hogwarts library, where the MC told in detail what he had read in a Gryffindor girl's diary. She also had a quarrel with Imelda for a while, Reyes was tirelessly talking dirty about the new one and Aena was so tired of it that she asked Imelda not to talk to her until it was all over.

Any more serious and romantic feelings were alien to Aena for a long time. Probably the culprit was gambling, through which she received joy and adrenaline. When she was strictly banned from playing within the walls of the school for as much as 2 years, for Cowell it was a global catastrophe. She was still holding small sessions of games in Hogsmeade, Aena could not find a place for herself and did not know what to do. She struggled with background anxiety for a long time, at some point losing any interest in games. Ominis became her distraction. They bumped into each other on the way to Hogsmeade, talking. Gaunt had another problem with his parents (and more problems with Sebastian), Aena had complete emptiness and disappointment in herself as a person (she was really ashamed of her actions). The Slytherins entered into a playful agreement, Aena helped the boy create the appearance of the life that the Gaunts wanted for him (minimal, but this, as it turned out, was enough), and in return Ominis was supposed to simply brighten up Aena's especially lonely days. And so, with slow steps, they became closer and closer to each other.

◊ little things ◊

Heather Mason - Silent Hill 3

Dana Scully - X-Files

Morrigan - Dragon age:Origins

Suki - ATLA

Princess Leia Organa - Star Wars

Rhaenys Targaryen - House of the Dragon

#hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy oc #aena cowell #hphl #hphl mc #hp oc #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x mc #ominis x mc

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lyranova · 8 months ago

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The Golden Dawn Mafia AU!

William Vangeance: The King. He grew up in poverty and was mostly ignored by everyone, until eventually it was revealed to him that he is the bastard child of a major company’s CEO, and was set to inherit it. But after moving in with his father and step-mother his neglect and mistreatment only grew worse. Until eventually he ran away as a young teen and stumbled into a high class bar that was run and owned by Julius Novachrono called “The Grey Deer”, and Julius took him under his wing (along with Morgen Faust, Yami Sukehiro, and Marx Francois) and eventually showed him his true business before helping him establish his own “Mafia Family”.

Zera Cassia: The Queen. She is the youngest child and only daughter of Rika Cassia, the leader of a world renowned Mafia group. Originally she wasn’t supposed to get involved in the “underworld” like her father and brothers, but they all found that she seemed to have a knack for it and so was put in charge of smuggling things in and out of the city of Clover. Many suitors asked for her hand, not because they loved her, but because they wanted her family’s power and influence. So in order to get the suitors to stop harassing her decided to choose a random mafia leader to marry; William Vangeance.

Yuno Grinberryall: The Ace. He is the son of a wealthy CEO and his wife, and is an only child. After his father was killed when he was an infant he was raised by his mother and was set to inherit his father’s company after he became of age. But at the age of 15 he discovered that his father was assassinated by a mafia family called the Zogratis’s, and so after some searching he went to the Golden Dawn mafia family and joined them to find out who killed his father and to take revenge while also keeping his mother and the company safe from the Zogratis family.

Neva Belmonte: The Diamond. She is the adopted sister of William and is the daughter of a popular chef and baker. When she was 7 years old her parents were killed during a robbery and because she had no living relatives was sent to an orphanage. She wasn’t there long as the next day William Vangeance, a good friend of her parents, came to get her and raised her as his little sister ever since. He tried his best to keep her away from the mafia life, but instead she ran right for it, and ended up becoming one of the strongest in the family. She is referred to as “the Princess of the Golden Dawn” by the other family members.

Mimosa Vermillion: The Flower. She is the daughter of a wealthy mafia family, but instead of joining the family like they expected her to, she decided to join the Golden Dawn and become the mafia family’s in-house doctor.

Klaus Lunettes: The Lance. The son of a well to do business man, Klaus was projected to go to college and take over his fathers business once he decided to retire. But after he witnessed William Vangeance and his mafia family help a group a young women that the cops ignored and wouldn’t help, he found that he admired them. So instead of taking over his fathers business, he decided to join the Golden Dawn.

David Swallow: The Joker. He is cunning, sly, and is one heck of a gambler. After trying and getting caught cheating at cards, he was saved from being killed by William and Langris Vaude. To repay his debt, he decided to join the Golden Dawn. Now he runs the gambling houses and casino’s that are in the Golden Dawn’s territory.

Alecdora Sandler: The Jack. He is the son of a wealthy business man and is the heir to his families ‘empire’. When he was a teen he was kidnapped and held for ransom for days, and just as he was about to give up hope of being rescued he was found by William Vangeance and his mafia family the Golden Dawn. But instead of going back to his family, he decided to join William, and he works hard everday to try and repay him for saving his life.

Letoile Becquerel: The Navigator. She is the daughter of computer engineers, and has always been very good at computers and communications. She is the Golden Dawn’s chief navigator and always makes sure that the family is where they need to be and gets to where they need to go. She tends to work off-site, and uses in-ear comm’s in order to communicate with the family.

Langris Vaude: The Knight. He is the youngest son of the Vaude family and is their pride and joy. He initially joined the Golden Dawn at his parents request, since they wanted to keep tabs on William and what he was doing with their money, but after a while Langris found he began to admire the man and started to follow him willingly. He mainly takes care of the business side of things, and leaves the “shadier” side to the others as he doesn’t like it nor does he want to be associated with it.

#black clover #black clover mafia au #the golden dawn #william vangeance #oc; zera #oc neva #yuno grinberryall #mimosa vermillion #klaus lunettes #alecdora sandler #langris vaude #david swallow #letoile becquerel #i was inspired by laura to post mine 😆

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yourantag · 1 year ago

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New Beginnings (Ithaqua×Reader)

AN: Honestly not the proudest of this one, but I'm happy enough with it that I deem it as good as done. This is part of a collaboration of sorts with a few people from the Ithaqua discord server with a prompt focusing on a modern AU where Ithaqua has a healthy family relationship and takes you to prom. Hope you enjoy my take on this! On another note, I think I should probably try to make an introduction post and a masterlist. Problem is, I am simply too lazy and probably won't do it until like,,, 5 months later. Someone send help. Word count: 4.0k words Summary: Anxiety consumes him alive, to the point he's paralyzed in fear. Ithaqua doesn't want to lose you, but it seems no matter what he does, he will. Unbeknownst to him, you feel much the same. Senior year really does smack people in the face, doesn't it?

The Norwell twins are odd, though not in a way that is truly unusual for most siblings. The two are complete opposites, constantly bickering, yet also very close. Since they were separated at birth, many expected that there would be a rift between them. That didn't end up the case, for better or for worse.

Nathaniel was the heir to the notorious Norwell Conglomerate, treated like a prince since birth. Ithaqua was their long lost brother, raised by a kind woman in a rural area. No matter how anyone looked at it, Nathaniel would either have a sense of superiority or feel threatened by his brother returning. Ithaqua, in turn, would feel inferior to his brother who had been perfectly raised to be a leader.

Yet, none of those speculations and expectations became a reality.

Ithaqua quite literally denounced his right to be heir the moment he met his birth parents. He claimed he was perfectly content living life as he was, and didn't need anything the Norwell family may feel inclined to give him. While it was a bit blunt, it was honest. It put many people at ease, including his brother. Nathaniel immediately took a liking to his twin after that, which no one could really understand. When asked, he simply shrugged and said "I like straightforward people who know what they want."

Nathaniel is all sly words and cunning, charming in a way that is alluring like the gentle call of the depths of a ravine. He's used to the deceptive nature of business and people of the upper class. Honestly, he's so used to it that it sickens him. To finally meet the brother he'd always wanted to get to know, and find that he is everything that he'd ever want him to be? Well, Nathaniel couldn't be any more pleased.

Ithaqua is blunt and straightforward, but not unkind. He's someone who does what is right and is considerate of people, even if he doesn't seem like it. With a loving adoptive mother who taught him well, it was impossible for him to ever lust for more than he needed. All Ithaqua wants is a nice job and a house big enough for him, his mom, and maybe a caretaker for his mom when he isn't able to take care of her.

With how pure he is morally, it's expected that Ithaqua didn't particularly like his brother, or his whole biological family really, at first. Still, he gave them the benefit of the doubt and found that they weren't nearly as bad as he had thought they'd be. They were rather normal for a family, just... rich. He could ignore that if he squinted enough.

Not as much changed as he'd anticipated. It was merely requested that Ithaqua and his adoptive mother moved into the Norwell mansion, and that Ithaqua went to the same high school as his brother. It wasn't strictly required, and the Norwell's claimed that regardless of their choice, they'd respect it and send the two money to take care of themselves.

They agreed to live with the Norwell's in the end.

Two years had passed since then, and it was shocking to see how the twins acted now. Nathaniel would lightly poke fun at Ithaqua, and he in turn would poke back. The two had their differences, but ultimately ended up quite good friends. It was almost surreal to some students to watch the proud, arrogant heir suddenly become a teasing older brother of sorts. It made him feel less unreachable, more human.

With senior year rapidly coming to an end, many were either panicking or celebrating. Soon, they'd be going to college, trade school, or the like, becoming "real adults" and having more freedom than they'd know what to do with. It was nerve-wracking, it was exhilarating.

With the desire to have no regrets, many asked Nathaniel to prom. He rejected everyone, practically the whole school, while clinging to Ithaqua and claiming he wouldn't go with anyone in fear that his poor little brother would be lonely.

If Ithaqua's deadpan expression didn't show how much of a lie that was, Nathaniel's shit eating grin sure did.

The truth of the matter was, Nathaniel couldn't go with anyone in fear of either tainting their family reputation or giving someone false hope of a relationship he had no interest in. Even if he was sly, cunning, or as other people put it, a bastard, he still had his morals. Needlessly breaking hearts or hurting his family was not something he wanted to do. Ithaqua knew this, which was why he let his brother use him as an excuse. Not a good excuse, but an excuse nonetheless.

"Ah, I wish someone would go with my poor, unfortunate brother. So lonely, with zero friends and a personality that repels literally everyone! I sincerely wish my brother could have a partner, but alas, he has no rizz." Nathaniel dramatically proclaimed, draping himself over his twin. Ithaqua looked like he had half the mind to push him off, and after a moment of thought, he did. The older teen yelped, barely stabilizing himself before he could fall. "Hey! That was mean."

While the childish actions of his brother were mildly annoying, Ithaqua was too preoccupied to truly get mad at him. After all, he had more important matters to attend to. Specifically, thinking about how to ask you out to prom.

You were Ithaqua's first friend when he transferred into Oletus High School. With most either trying to butter him up or ignoring him, he thought he wouldn't be able to make a friend at all. Then you came, in all your fumbling glory.

You were in all of his classes, sometimes sitting right besides him. The class he first really noticed you in was drama. Ithaqua can't help but laugh remembering how you completely butchered your role as Mercutio.

Everyone was given a role from Romeo and Juliet at random, Ithaqua being Romeo and you being Mercutio. Technically, you could say anything as the whole purpose of this project was to modernize the script. It was entertaining, to say the least, to give teenagers complete free reign over a play that was pretty much made with the memes of the time in mind.

"Romeo, my guy, you were in love with Rosaline literally a day ago. Now, you're saying you love this- this Juliet you just met. I know we're hormonal teenagers but really?"

"She's attractive though."

"Yeah, well you're attractive too and you don't see me simping over you all the time."

"You simp over me half the time?"

"..."

"Mercurio?"

"Bye."

Honestly, most of the improved scenes were pure gold, but Ithaqua only remembered the ones with you. After all, to him, those were the funniest ones. It was what got him to reach out and interact with you.

He was pleasantly surprised to see you had no clue who the Norwell's were. Ithaqua expected you to know who he was, or who Nathaniel was at least, but you did not know and did not care. It was a miracle considering the Norwell Conglomerate was in charge of a lot of major brands, but he wasn't going to complain.

You treated him normally, making lighthearted jabs at him, casually joking with him, and offering him comfort when school and life became too much. In a new environment where most didn't want to interact with him for good reasons, you were like a shining beacon of light.

Being able to be himself without any judgment was nice. It was why he treasured your friendship more than anything else. Sure, many can claim his life is overall better than before, but you were the one who truly made it that way. Without you, Ithaqua is sure he would've grown to hate it all.

It's why he hesitated asking you to prom at all. It's not necessarily all that suggestive, perhaps, but prom is a place many go to with their romantic interests. There's an inherent sense of intimacy in asking someone to go with you. So, for Ithaqua to ask you to prom, it'd be tantamount to confessing his feelings without really doing so.

He couldn't bring himself to do that considering he didn't know if you returned his feelings. What if you didn't like him back? What if you stopped being friends with him? Would your friendship become more and more strained until your bond became nothing more than a fleeting memory?

Ithaqua, for all his honesty and straightforward nature, was truly not all that bold. But he could at least admit one thing.

He was scared.

He was scared of losing you.

Perhaps he's being a bit dramatic- asking someone to prom isn't always something romantic. But when it concerns you, Ithaqua's brain simply stops working. He can't help but fret over everything, drowning in a lake of anxiety that he created.

"Just ask them. Worst case scenario, they realize you like them, but your feelings aren't returned. After that, you'll be heartbroken, but at the very least you won't experience the awkwardness of being around your crush who doesn't reciprocate your feelings. We'll be graduating in a few weeks, so is there really anything to lose? Do you have any time for regrets?"

Sometimes, Ithaqua wanted to throw his brother out the window. He's being completely logical, yes, but matters of the heart aren't so simple. Ithaqua has been swallowing his feelings for so long because he didn't want you to leave his life. Sure, you guys may never meet again after high school, or maybe you will, but he wanted the last of his memories with you to be happy regardless. Ones he will yearn for, smile over, laugh with melancholy at, not cry and despair over.

Nathaniel shook his head as he watched his younger brother scowl at him, still deep in thought. It was painfully obvious to him that you returned Ithaqua's feelings, but neither of you were willing to try and confess. At this point, he should just do it for you guys!

...or so he feels, but he knows this is something for Ithaqua to deal with. Nathaniel wants to protect Ithaqua and make sure he's happy, but he can't do that for his whole life. A helicopter parent (brother?) is not what Ithaqua needs, so he remains silent.

Above all else, Ithaqua's feelings on this matter, along with yours, matter the most. Whether he gains the courage to ask you or not is up to him, not Nathaniel. It was honestly torturous to watch, but this is not something he should overly involve himself in. Nathaniel knew better than anyone else what it felt like to have your privacy violated, and he'd never want to subject either of you through such a thing.

Nathaniel can only pray that whatever happens, he gets a chance to shove Ithaqua into you so you'll finally kiss and stop going around each other in circles.

Days turned into weeks, each moment passing by faster and faster until finally, it was the day for prom. Ithaqua failed to muster up the courage to ask you to go with him.

It wasn't that big a deal, sure, since you were planning on going with him and his brother anyway. You three were a trio, a close-knit friend group, so it wasn't weird by any means. Still, he'd at least wanted to try. It was pathetic that he'd simply given up before he even could.

Regardless, what's done was done. Ithaqua had done nothing, so he'd face the consequences that came with that. At the least, he could be glad he'd be going with you.

...and his brother.

Pulling up to the venue, Ithaqua maintained a frosty exterior. He picked at the smooth fabric of his vest, muttering complaints as he threw his suit jacket over his shoulder. Nathaniel smiled brightly as he whistled, dragging his brother into the building.

Ithaqua was dressed in a white dress shirt, black vest, and blue trousers. Though his jacket was supposed to be worn and matching with his pants, he'd all but hissed at Nathaniel that he'd rather die than wear it properly. It wasn't like he hated the jacket, but it was too stuffy and thick considering the weather. Even with his hair pulled into a ponytail, his neck was getting sweaty just standing in the sun.

Nathaniel didn't seem to have that problem, wearing a crimson red suit in its entirety and not seeming bothered in the least. Ithaqua wondered if it was because he'd lived in the city for so long, or was just used to wearing stuffy clothes for business meetings. Probably both.

"C'mon Itha, you should wear the jacket once we get inside! They have air conditioning so it won't be that bad." Nathaniel whined, pressing the button to the 5th floor in the elevator. Ithaqua huffed, rolling his eyes as he scrolled through his phone quickly.

"I'd really rather not. Besides, you shouldn't worry about how I look considering the fact that you look like a red envelope given during Chinese New Year." Ithaqua responded, shoving his phone into his pocket as the elevator doors opened.

"Hey! I do not! I'm not wearing gold!" Nathaniel exclaimed, pouting as he followed Ithaqua. He was pretty much ignored, however, as Ithaqua was too busy checking in with the staff before entering the ballroom.

The ballroom was considerably large, enough for the hundred or so teens that were bound to show up. With the theme of "new beginnings," Ithaqua had expected weird decorations or the sort. (Seriously, why did the school choose such a vague theme?) Regardless, the venue was rather nicely decorated with butterflies and flowers.

"Well, I guess that works." Ithaqua muttered before turning around. He sighed, watching as his brother completely ditched him for his other friends. Unsurprised, yet nonetheless disappointed, he shook his head. Looking around, Ithaqua chose to sit at the table farthest from the dance floor. Being close to the overwhelming music and mass of bodies that would follow it later on would be undesirable.

In the next few minutes, the room filled quite quickly. The chatter of friends and constant movement was followed by colorful fabrics and extravagant outfits, the wearers sometimes needing assistance walking due to that. Although his eyes continuously scored over the crowd, Ithaqua couldn't find you.

Frustrated, he stood up to search for you. Pushing past people while apologizing the whole time, Ithaqua nearly tripped as he tried to step over Vera's dress. Stumbling, he bumped into someone. He quickly grasped their shoulders to prevent either of them from falling, stabilizing both of them.

"Ah! Sorry!"

He blinked in surprise as he finally saw who he bumped into. There, with the lights of the hallway framing their figure like dew hugging the petals of a flower, was you. With the dim lights of the ballroom, you seemingly glowed. His hold on your shoulders tightened as his breath hitched, face flushing as his heart beat out of his chest.

You looked like what love would be if it became a person. The incarnation of perfection, everything he could want and more, yet something he could only have in a dream. Ithaqua could only wonder if this is what Persephone felt like when she first saw pomegranates. A temptation like no other, beckoning with a siren's call to ensnare one's heart and mind. Divine, yet the sure reason for the descent of an angel into hell.

Well, he was never an angel in the first place, Ithaqua thought. But if he was, and it was for you, he'd gladly scrape his knees falling from grace.

You weren't just attractive, no, in this moment, you looked absolutely ethereal.

"Ithaqua? Are you alright?" You asked, concern clear upon your face. He cleared his throat awkwardly, removing his hands from your shoulders and stepping back. Quickly recovering, he nodded. Still, his eyes were stuck to you, completely enamored.

"Yeah, perfectly fine. Just, er, surprised. You look, you look good." He stuttered. You looked like you were going to ask questions, so Ithaqua dragged you to the table he'd claimed for the three of you. He pulled out a seat for you before sitting in his own, desperately trying to prevent himself from looking at you.

It was completely and utterly unfair that you, who already was the definition of perfection, just became even more... well, perfect. He was left to scramble for composure while you didn't even look vaguely affected by his appearance. To be fair, he was just wearing a plain old suit, but still.

Ithaqua didn't know if he'd be able to survive the night, and he couldn't decide if this was heaven or hell with how things were going.

You didn't understand why Ithaqua was avoiding looking at you, but it stung quite a bit. Admittedly, you'd hoped dressing up would, you know, do the opposite, but that didn't seem to be the case. Maybe he didn't like the colors? Or maybe he thought you looked ugly but didn't want to say it?

Regardless, your mood was worse than before, though you tried to remain cheerful. No matter what, today had to be the day. You had to confess your feelings to Ithaqua once and for all, or else you'd never do it.

Truth be told, you had originally intended to ask him to prom before, but you chickened out. You felt like you were going to die every time you tried, so you ran away each time with the excuse of doing something else.

You're positive Nathaniel laughed at you every time, that traitor.

With senior year coming to an end, you were left with a sense of dread as the future came rushing at you. Jobs, taxes, education, whatever, you were honestly terrified to face it all. Sure, you'd have people to help you when you stumble, but it's so hard to ask for it. In the first place, this fear isn't necessarily the fear of the future, but the fear of the unknown.

You didn't want to face anything, but you knew you had to. Still, you tried to ignore it.

However, one thing you had to acknowledge was that with the end of your high school year, you'd probably not be able to meet Ithaqua quite as much. You wouldn't be able to go to the arcade with him, laugh as he failed to get the plushie he wanted for the millionth time, or walk in the park while eating ice cream with him.

It left you feeling hollow and cold, the thought of losing him to time and distance devastating. He'd surely be able to make friends with his new classmates, live a good life, and even get a partner. He wouldn't need you.

The thought of him forgetting you made you want to cry.

You know he isn't the sort to abandon people, and surely he'd never do that to you, but time changes people. It brings new winds, ending things and creating new beginnings. You couldn't help but feel like you'd be left behind as his past, just that one friend he had in high school.

You didn't want this friendship of yours to end, or at the very least, for you to have never admitted you'd felt more for him than that.

He held you when you cried, laughed at you when you fell, picked you up when you needed help, and remained a constant comfort by your side. It was impossible not to fall in love with him.

You never confessed since you always felt like your love would never be returned. Like Mercutio who loved his best friend, who went as far as to die for him, yet would never be able to be with him, a tragic romance of his own.

At the least, you wanted to confess your feelings instead of leaving them unsaid forever. If fate decided to bring him to you, it'll be Ithaqua himself who will decide if he'll bend destiny to his will to stay by your side.

So, when you heard the gentle notes of a slow song start, you took Ithaqua to the dance floor. He seemed surprised, but allowed it as you held his hands. With careful steps, the two of you moved along with the crowd, swaying to the music.

He held you close so you didn't get pulled away, firm yet gentle in his touch. You wanted to tell him now, but with how quiet things were, excluding the music playing in the background, it felt awkward to do so. Another problem was that with Ithaqua so close, you could barely think straight.

By the end of the song, you hadn't accomplished your goal, though you felt considerably better than before. Nervous and shaky, yes, but happier.

You clasped your hands together to try and get them to stop shaking, though it didn't work too well. You purse your lips in displeasure, a frown quickly forming.

"Let's go out to the balcony. It's too stuffy here."

You stared at Ithaqua for a moment before immediately taking his outstretched hand. It was, as one would expect, getting quite stifling with so many people in one room. It didn't help that the floor shook whenever the DJ played a popular song as the crowd jumped up and down. Which was basically 95% of the time.

Stepping out onto the balcony, you take a deep breath. The calm evening wind cools you off considerably, bringing you back to life. Ithaqua seems more at ease, too. You can't help but smile softly as you lean on the ledge, staring at him.

Ithaqua's eyes are closed as he faces the sky, embracing the fresh air and the freedom of the outdoors. The moon seems to shine on him especially, making him look ethereal. His smile seems gentler, as though he were truly at peace now.

Your heart hammers against your chest as you take another deep breath in, closing your eyes as you try to gather all the courage you can. It all goes down the drain, however, when he opens his eyes.

With him smiling softly, his eyes half-lidded and illuminated by the moonlight, Ithaqua is unfairly attractive, stealing the breath you'd only just taken. You're sure that if anyone were to show you what you looked like right now, you'd look completely love struck.

"I love you."

You can't tell who said it first, but both of you said it for sure. It has your eyes widening in surprise, watching as he does the same. At that moment, it hits you that this whole time, the two of you have been pining for the other.

No wonder Nathaniel was laughing at you.

Regardless, as you stare at each other, finally understanding the other completely, the two of you draw closer. Softly, sweetly, your lips meet, and you know, then and there, that everything will be alright. Even if the inescapable future is marching towards you, you'll have Ithaqua by your side.

That's all you need.

So, you kiss goodbye what feels like the last of your youth, ready to greet the new beginnings of another chapter of your life. After all, it can't be that bad when it also is the start of your new relationship.

BONUS SCENE:

“Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

You nearly jump out of your skin at the new voice, whipping around to see Nathaniel with a smug smile. Ithaqua glares at him, a look of pure exasperation and annoyance upon his face. However, the two of you could see the underlying notes of embarrassment as well, his ears tinged a light pink.

“Did you really come out here to tell the equivalent of “I told you so,” Nathaniel?”

“No, actually. I came here to say I am sooooo telling mom and dad.”

“...”

“...so what flowers should I bring to his grave?”

“Don’t even bother, I’m dumping his body into the river.”

“Oh come on I wasn’t being seriou- ITHA WHA- STOP- I’M SORRY! OW!”

“GET BACK HERE NATHANIEL BABEL NORWELL!”

“Ah good old brotherly love!”

“HELP ME!”

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Holidays With You

Summary: Your first encounter with him wasn't as smooth as you thought it would be. As the years go by, things began to change little by little between you and him but not too drastically. Until one day, by some unforeseen circumstances, you had no choice but to spend the holiday season with him. That's when it all changed...

Theme: hogwarts au, frenemies to lovers

Genre: slowburn, romance, angst, fluff

Warnings: a brief mention of making out at the end but it doesn't lead to anything serious ;)

WC: 10.9k

Pairing: Slytherin!Minho x Ravenclaw!FemReader

a/n: As requested, I managed to turn an idea into a fic because I too, enjoy writing a good ol' Slytherin Minho fic so here's one more for you @lmhfilm ! Hope you enjoyed this as much as you did with Green Flames! 💚 happy reading and happy new year everyone!

It was always such a great honour to be invited into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as a fellow student with the ability to learn and master the arts of magic. Whereby not everyone could be accepted into the school. Every student in that school feels very proud to be in Hogwarts for it is every children’s dream to become part of the Hogwarts family. As for you? It is undescribable how you felt when you got the letter of invitation, knowing your parents would’ve been happy for you. Hogwarts is divided into four houses which were discovered by the respective founders.

Godric Gryffindor

The founder of Gryffindor house. A fair man, he believed that any child who displayed magical abilities before their 11th birthday should be able to attend Hogwarts. Godric values courage and bravery, believing that these were the two most virtuous abilities that a person can possess. His house corresponds to the element of Fire.

Rowena Ravenclaw

The founder of Ravenclaw house. A sharp and intelligent woman, intellect is a highly valued asset to the students of Ravenclaw house. Due to this, it is likely that Rowena wanted to make Hogwarts the very finest wizarding school on earth, teaching those children with the highest intelligence. Her house corresponds to the element of Air.

Salazar Slytherin

The founder of Slytherin house. A sly and cunning man, he was not unlike many of the students he brought into his house. He believed strongly that only wizards of pure blood should be allowed to attend Hogwarts. His house corresponds with the element of Water.

Helga Hufflepuff

The founder of Hufflepuff house. A kind and warm woman, she believed that in order to be sorted into Hufflepuff, a person must possess the values of loyalty, patience and be hard-working above all else. Her house corresponds with the elements of Earth.

Unfortunately, you couldn’t share this exciting news to your parents, for they were already gone too soon after a terrible car wreck. The only people you could share this news with were your grandparents who took care of you ever since that horrible accident. The only sad part is, they couldn’t send you off to the train station on your first day of school due to two main reasons. They were getting old which means they can barely walk for more than 5 minutes without having to stop for a breath.

They also have trouble travelling without proper guidance and so if you left to board the train, you worry about how they would head back after sending you off. So to avoid these from happening, you decided to just say your goodbyes before leaving the house that morning. Making sure to give them both tight hugs since you wouldn’t be coming home every night to be with them until the next holiday period.

Saying goodbye to them was hard, but you made a promise that you would write a letter to them every week so they know that you’re okay. They both kissed your cheek and soon waved to you at the door, watching as their one and only granddaughter finally climbed into the taxi to head to the train station. You have already bought the necessary things you needed for school with the help of a Hogwarts staff member who came to deliver the letter of invitation personally to you the other day.

So with your baggage trolley in hand, bags packed, your chosen pet owl whom you’ve named Snowy was sitting in his cage on the top of your stacked luggages, you pushed the heavy trolley with whatever strength you had packed in the small, fragile body of yours since you were in fact, still a child.

While you were searching for the odd but said Platform 9¾, you noticed a family who seemed to be rushing whilst the mother said something that caught your attention.

“Hurry up kids! You’re gonna miss the train! Quickly now. Platform 9¾’s this way!” She said as you silently followed them from behind. Once they stopped in between two huge pillars, you watched as their older daughter ran straight into the wall, dissolving into the brick wall in front of your own eyes. This made you gasp quietly before you went over to the elderly couple to enquire about what you just saw.

“Um… Excuse me? Can you… tell me how to do… that?” You nodded your head towards the brick wall in which the girl just went through, earning a bright smile from them both.

“Of course! It’s my son’s first time too. Anyway, it’s very easy, dear. All you have to do is run straight into this wall.” She said as you looked at her son who shrugged his shoulders.

“Ladies first.” He said. So with one deep, shaky breath, you took off running with your luggage trolley and went through the wall with ease. Once you were at Platform 9¾, the boy and his parents came through as well, leading you to the train along with their son. The train conductor ushers you into one of the train cabins after you showed him your ticket, telling you that he will help to load your baggage into the train for you.

With that being said, you glanced back at the boy behind who gave you a gentle smile and a nod.

This encouraged you to finally board the train and he did too, not before giving his mother a hug. The moment you were both inside, you looked at him and asked, “Do you wanna sit together?”

“Sure. Let’s find an empty booth.” He said as he began to lead you down the narrow alley of the train cabins. After about two cabins, you finally found an unoccupied booth so he proceeded to enter it followed by yourself. You sat opposite each other, staring out the window to see all the parents and family members waving goodbye to their children and siblings. It made your heart clench, knowing you came here alone with no one else.

Neither of you spoke until the train started to slowly move off. Once it was finally departing from the train station and your view changed from the busy crowd to the open scenery of the town, that’s when he spoke up.

“I’m Changmin by the way… You are?” He said, to which you looked ahead to meet his eyes through his round glasses that seemed to slide down the bridge of his nose every few seconds.

“I’m Y/N.” You said, earning a smile from him.

“Why weren’t your parents here to send you off?” He asked innocently without knowing anything so you couldn’t blame him for that. Nonetheless, that question made your breath hitch for a split second before you answered his question.

“They died a few years ago… And my grandparents couldn’t come due to health issues…” You tried not to sound as sad as you can even though you already felt like crying. Changmin couldn’t help but panic, realising that he just messed it up by asking you a sensitive question. However, you simply brushed it off saying you accepted his apology because he didn’t know about your situation. Even then, he still felt bad about it and you could tell.

Not long after, two new faces appear at the door. Even though they were unfamiliar to you, it was pretty obvious that Changmin knew them thanks to the way his eyes lit up excitedly while a bright smile creeped onto his face.

“Juyeon! Minho! You’re here too?” Changmin said as you glanced over to the new faces whom you do not recognize.

“Yeah, didn’t think you’re the only special one did you?” The one with a prominent smirk on his face said before his eyes travelled to meet yours.

“Shut up Minho.” Changmin laughed, allowing the two guys to settle down. Once they did, that’s when Changmin introduced all of you to one another. You found out that the one sitting next to your new friend was Juyeon. Which could only mean that the one sitting beside you was Minho. They began to talk about something you weren’t aware of but someone noticed the way you were left out. So he turned to his left and spoke up to direct his words to you.

“So… what is a muggle like you doing here?” Minho asked, making you frown.

“Are we not allowed in Hogwarts?” You asked, earning a smirk from him.

“Oh, you’re allowed in Hogwarts… Purebloods like me just find it unnecessary.” He sounded very cocky about it, it’s ridiculous.

“Then why don’t you sit somewhere else… I don’t wanna ruin your day.”

“Nah, it’s fine… I guess one muggle wouldn’t hurt.” He said, making you stare at him in disbelief.

Was he straight up flirting with you right now?

Either way, you rolled your eyes at him before taking out your book from your bag and began to read it. As surprising as it sounds, the three boys continued chatting and were almost acting as if you weren’t there. They didn’t try to tease you or disturb your reading session. You thought Minho would snatch your book away and make fun of you for reading or what not but he never did that. Instead, he would occasionally glance over to you once in a while during his conversation with the other two boys. And all he would do is smile.

Approximately an hour and a half or so later, you finally made it to the castle. Your dream has finally come true. To stand on the castle grounds. To witness the glory and beauty of the entire Hogwarts castle. To be a fellow student of Hogwarts. If only your parents were still around to celebrate the happy moment with you.

All of you were given robes to wear upon your arrival at the train station. It was compulsory to wear it when you finally entered the castle, proceeding forward with the house sorting. As soon as the huge double doors to the Great Hall swung open, you were all greeted by the existing students of Hogwarts and the teachers of the school. Long tables align the hall in four columns, starting with Hufflepuff, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor. A few metres above the tables were the respective house flags that were hung on each pillar on the golden rod.

Students of each house sat in their respective tables while teachers, headmasters and headmistresses sat in the long table behind the podium in which Dumbledore stood to welcome the newcomers including yourself. The new lot of you stopped at the very start of the short steps up the platform where you see a wooden stool and a very crimped looking hat. It was a pointed hat with a huge rim around it.

Except, what brought your attention was the face that was on the front of the hat.

“Now when I call your name, you will come forth. I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses.” Professor McGonagall said as she held the hat in one hand while the other held a big piece of paper that had the list of names that belonged to the new students this year.

And so it began.

“Lee Juyeon.” She called as he walked past the crowd to meet her at the top of the steps. He sat on the stool while she placed the hat onto his head. Immediately after it touched his head, the sorting hat’s neutral expression changed into a smirk before it spoke up.

“Hmm… very interesting. You are gullible but you can be smart as well. I see bravery and courage behind your gentle appearance that just suits this specific house… Better be… Gryffindor!” The students of Gryffindor cheer loudly as they welcome a new member to their house. Juyeon smiled brightly as he walked over to join his new housemates. A few names were called after Juyeon, waiting patiently for your turn. Then, another familiar name was called upon.

“Ji Changmin.” You turned to him who gave you a smile before walking forward. He sat in the chair and the sorting hat began to do his magic.

“Ahh… this one is quite easy… You are very loyal to the people you love. You have a good dedication towards doing what you love and for that, I shall put you in… Hufflepuff!” It said, earning a thunderous applause and roars of cheers from students of Hufflepuff to welcome another new member to their house. Professor McGonagall soon calls for the next name in the list.

“Lee Minho.” You watched as he strolled forward with a smirk on his face. He proceeded to sit on the stool, waiting for the hat to be placed on his head. Except, the hat barely even touched his head but it seemed like it was already determined which house Minho would definitely be placed in. And your guess was right.

“Slytherin!” Roar of cheers burst into the hall as the students of Slytherin welcomed him warmly. Minho joins them naturally like he knew he was going to be sorted into Slytherin right before he stepped foot into the castle. Right when you were just about to take a deep breath from feeling nervous, Professor McGonagall called upon your full name to summon you on stage. Since there were a few students left, you could easily walk up the steps unlike when you first started the sorting of houses. You sat on the stool, waiting patiently despite your heart beating rapidly in your chest.

Instantly after being placed on your head, that’s when the hat speaks, “Ahh… This one is tough… I sense great bravery within you that seems to overpower everything else. But your curiosity for even the small little things could easily activate your intelligence and that is the key trait about you that not many possess… I know… Why not put you in… Ravenclaw!”

As soon as this was announced, the students of Ravenclaw burst into cheers for you to welcome their new member into their house. You walked over to the empty seat with a smile, sitting next to the new boy in your year whose name is Hongjoong. He gave you a high five after you settled down, returning his gesture happily, knowing you were finally sorted into your house for the next 7 years. You then glanced forward naturally, not really sure what you were looking for until your pair of eyes met a pair that was staring straight into yours.

There he sat directly opposite from you. Minho’s gaze was soft but you could sense the playfulness in it. The corner of his lips curl into a smirk, raising his eyebrows cheekily at you to in a way, congratulate you for settling in a house. You weren’t sure how to react because this was new to you so all you could afford to do was divert your eyes towards the remaining bunch of students waiting to be sorted into the respective houses.

Once that was over, Dumbledore gave a quick last speech before he waved both hands out and magically, your tables were all filled with food that could feed everyone endlessly. You ate till your heart's content, not giving a single care in the world about who should have the last piece because it just magically refills by itself once the plate is empty.

Dinner ends with you being escorted back to your respective towers with the help of your house prefects. The way to enter the Ravenclaw tower is to answer whatever riddles or puzzles that the bronze eagle knocker asks as a password. Its question may vary so it doesn’t always ask the same riddles over and over again. Only those who get the answer correct may enter and those who can’t answer can only enter when someone answers it correctly.

The moment the door opens, you are greeted by a large and spacious area which is called the common room. Where the students can sit and lounge by the fireplace and use the built in library to read books. The boys and girls room were separate upstairs where a few students shared a room with 5 beds arranged in a circle with the foot of the beds meeting in the middle. It took you less than a minute or two to adjust to the new environment, going to your designated bed where your bags and Snowy were already waiting for you.

You couldn’t help but look forward to your days to come as a fellow Hogwarts student.

The next day, you were having your first class as a Hogwarts student. You walked with Hongjoong and Yeeun to the potions class. Upon entering the classroom, you noticed the students gathered at the back of the class. Clearly not knowing where to sit. It wasn’t a surprise considering all of you were still new to all this. Suddenly, an arm drapes over your left shoulder, catching you by surprise. You turned to your right to see who it was, only to lock eyes with the fellow Slytherin you met on your way here yesterday.

“Good morning. You look like you barely slept last night. Are you that excited to be here?” Minho teased with a cheeky look on his face that you didn’t miss out.

“You look like you had too much sleep. Are you that bored to be here?” You asked back, earning a laugh from him.

“Someone’s a little feisty this morning…” Minho said, making you roll your eyes.

“You just seem like you enjoy disturbing people for your own amusement so I won’t give you that.” You said easily, earning a nod of agreement to you.

“Hey… In my defence, I don’t just pick on people randomly. I choose who I wanna talk to because apparently, not everyone can handle my charms.” Minho sounded cocky and confident which never looked good on anyone. And yet somehow, it kinda suits him especially with that stupid Slytherin uniform of his.

“Charms? I think you mistook charms for repulsiveness.” You said before pushing his hand off your shoulder.

“Oh come on, Y/N… I’m not as bad as you think, you know? You just haven’t known me well yet.”

“Whatever.” You said firmly as the teacher in charge of this class walks in with a gentle smile on his face.

“Good morning class. My name is Professor Slughorn and I will be your teacher for Potions class. Now, you may sit with whoever you’d like. It doesn’t matter to me.” He announced, allowing you to settle down before he began teaching. You chose Yeeun as your sit partner without a doubt, not realising that Minho was sitting two tables behind you diagonally in the very last row with his housemate, Jungwoo. Minutes tick by and you are finally dismissed from Potions class.

After gathering your books, you left the classroom to walk to your next class which was Herbology. While you were walking and talking to Yeeun, you noticed Minho walking a few students ahead of you. He was with Jungwoo, Juyeon and Changmin but for some reason, he caught your eye first because he had already taken off his robe. Simply wearing the black pants, a white long sleeve shirt with the green sweater vest over it. His robe was hanging off his forearm like it was a piece of towel.

When you made it to the greenhouse, all of you were told to wear a protective gear which was a beige coat and a pair of thick gloves that would protect you from the plants in case anything unfortunate happens.

Class went well despite having a student from Gryffindor fainting after hearing the mandrake’s cries. Nevertheless, you finished class successfully and soon made your way back to the respective house towers. About half an hour later, you were all making your way to the Great Hall for lunch. Students were heading towards the same place in groups, chatting and laughing amongst themselves. You were talking to Yeeun about class when Changmin’s voice calling your name made you turn around.

He walks over to you with Seonghwa who was also a Hufflepuff. Once they joined you and Yeeun, all four of you continued to walk to the Great Hall together. On your way there, you spot Minho leaning against the staircase with some of his Slytherin friends including Jungwoo. They looked like they had absolutely no intentions of joining the crowd whatsoever.

However, the minute his eyes met yours from across the room, you saw the way he smiled wider and was shifting his weight from one foot to another as though he was about to push himself off the wall. At last, he opted to stay where he was even though his gaze never left yours for more than 5 seconds every time.

All in all, your first day of school went by pretty well. Making new friends along the way, letting Minho tease you to his liking, attacking him back with unexpected replies, earning the title of Tom and Jerry within the first day of school. Your classmates noticed this interaction between the two of you and some of them couldn’t help but say that there was some sort of secret attraction between you and Minho. As much as you disagree, you couldn’t help but wonder if it’s indeed true.

Nonetheless, you simply brushed it off knowing it’s only been a day and you have 7 years left with him. Maybe your feelings might change, maybe it wouldn’t. For now, it’s safe to say that you don’t see him romantically. Probably you just find him slightly attractive to a certain extent but that’s it.

That’s it…

Days become months and you are now 8 months in year 2. At the start of the year, your senior Namjoon and Jungkook encouraged you to go for the Quidditch tryouts for the three different positions. That was how you landed on becoming the Seeker for Ravenclaw. You’ve already taken part in a few friendly matches with the other teams, only to find out that Minho was also the Seeker for his team. You’ve lost to him thrice in the past 7 and a half months during a match. And yet, you’ve also won a total of six times in a row during that 7 and a half months, making you the ultimate Seeker for Ravenclaw.

It was a Wednesday afternoon, you had just finished having lunch and was now in the Great Hall again to do some quiet studying with Professor Snape being the teacher in charge of looking after everyone. You were sitting in one of the tables together with Yeeun, Hongjoong, Changmin and Seonghwa. All of you had to whisper to talk to each other because Snape was scary to all the students here and you wouldn’t dare to press his wrong buttons.

Just then, someone placed their book down on the empty space beside your arm, causing you to look up. You found Minho slipping into the seat next to you with Jungwoo on the opposite side.

“Hey guys, mind if we sit?” Minho asked, to which you scoffed at him.

“Yes, we do mind actually.” You said.

“Well, too late. We’re still sitting.” He said purposely to annoy you and it worked. You shook your head before turning your attention back to your work. A few minutes later, is when Minho nudged your elbow with his to gain your attention despite being aware that Snape was somewhere around the corner.

“Are you ready for tonight’s match?” He whispered loudly to you.

“Yes.”

“Really? Should we make a deal?”

“No.” You said, earning a smirk from him as he leans closer.

“Come on… It’ll be fun! I’ll start first.” Minho was about to continue when you noticed Snape approaching him from behind so you turned back to your book and whispered to give him a warning in hopes that he caught it.

“Snape’s coming!”

“Y/N, listen. It’s sim-” And then you hear a loud book smack to the back of Minho’s head. You flinched hard, feeling the pain when he received that. After Snape walked off, you turned to Minho who was rubbing the back of his head with a snarl on his face.

“I warned you…” You laughed softly, only to hear him scoff at you.

“Shut up.” He said in annoyance. However, he couldn’t stay mad at you for long. Which is why he brushed it off a few minutes later.

Hours later, you were finally preparing for the match. You had changed into your quidditch gear and uniform. Your team captain was giving a briefing before the match started like they always do. The first match was between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Next match tomorrow was between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Then the winners of each match will go up against each other on Friday. When it was your turn to head into the quidditch pitch, your team cheered before climbing onto your brooms and soon flew out of your tents.

You went to your position a few metres above every other player in the air where you hovered face to face with Hufflepuff’s Seeker whom you recognised to be Taehyung. While you were just focusing on Madam Hooch who was giving out instructions for the match, you heard someone calling your name from the Ravenclaw pitch only to see Yeeun bouncing on her feet cheering for you.

This made you laugh as you then saw Hongjoong and Chanhee doing the same. After you’ve given them a small wave, you naturally shift your gaze to the left of the pitch where Slytherin students were gathered. That’s when you spotted Minho standing there with his eyes fixed on you. Your smile began to fade despite seeing him smiling at you cheekily. Before something happens, you avoided his gaze by looking down. Pretending to listen to Madam Hooch.

Once the game started, you paid full attention to the game. Trying your best to find the golden snitch. Just as you were about to say something to Taehyung to throw him off, you saw the golden snitch hovering from side to side behind him. You smirked as you locked eyes with him and said, “Goodluck.”

That was all you said before taking off at a speed that no one thought you were capable of.

After a few minutes of active chasing and near-fall accidents, you finally caught the snitch in your hand by throwing yourself off your broomstick. Landing on the sand with a roll. The minute you sat up, you held the golden snitch high in the air, earning almost half of the quidditch pitch to cheer for you. Your teammates flew over to give you a group hug, celebrating your team’s victory. Your team soon made your way back into your house tent happily knowing you won today’s match. Which means you qualify to the final round.

As soon as you’ve removed your protective gears back to the trunks, you all made your way back to the castle. With your broomstick in one hand and your robe in the other, you walked back to your tower with your friends.

The next day, you found out that Slytherin won the match which means that your team would be going up against Slytherin for the final match. As nerve wracking as it sounds, you have a hunch that your team would win the match even though you know not to be too overconfident. Which is exactly why you weren’t boasting about winning the match since it hasn’t even happened.

Either way, you can’t wait for the match.

The final match was starting in less than an hour, as you put on your protective gears where necessary. Once that was done, you go over the techniques to use during this game knowing it was against Slytherin. When it was finally time to enter the pitch, you got onto your broom and flew out together with your teammates. All of you flew around the pitch before going to your places in the air. Since you were the Seeker, you hovered a few metres above your teammates. And since Minho was the Seeker for his team, he too flew up to hover above his teammates and eventually, facing you.

“Hey you. Ready to get your ass kicked?” Minho asked in a teasing tone, making you huff.

“I could ask you the same question.”

“Should we make a deal? The loser has to do the winner’s homework for a week.”

“Nah… It’ll be too obvious if you did my homework…” You said sarcastically, earning an offended look from him.

“Are you saying I’m dumb?” He asked with full offence.

“I’m not saying you’re smart either, am I?”

“You’re unbelievable.” Minho scoffed at you.

With that being said, the whistle was blown, Madam Hooch threw the quaffle up high into the air and soon, the games began. You stayed put while trying to search for the golden snitch. The minute you spotted the snitch flying around behind the Slytherin goal posts, you immediately flew in its direction. Aiming for nothing but the golden snitch. While you were flying, you noticed Minho coming for you as the golden snitch made a sudden turn up. Before you could crash into him, you flew up at a sharp 90° angle, following the golden snitch diligently.

Minutes ticked by as you weren’t keeping track of the time. Your team was currently losing with a hefty point of 50 against 130. You had only 4 minutes left to catch the golden snitch or else your team loses. So with a determined mindset, you tried whatever you could to speed up despite Minho trying to throw you off.

Nevertheless, luck seems to be on your side because during the last 30 seconds of the game, Minho ended up crashing through one of the wooden pillars when he tried to fly up. That’s when you managed to catch the golden snitch at the very last second, earning your team an extra 150 points. You celebrated with your team when you made it back to your tent. Happy that you won the final round of the tournament. When everyone had already removed their protective gears and was about to make their way back to the castle, that’s when you crossed paths with the Slytherin team.

“We would’ve won if you hadn’t cheated during the game.” Jungwoo said, directing his words to you. This made you frown, knowing he was probably just salty over the loss.

“Cheated? I never cheat during a game unlike your team. We play fairly according to the rules.” You defended yourself and your teammates.

“You probably casted a spell on Minho’s broomstick so that he would lose control over it, didn’t you?”

“Are you listening to yourself? Spells aren’t allowed to be casted during a game by any players!”

“You might’ve been desperate to win since your score was way lower than ours.” Jungwoo said with a prominent smirk on his face, making you want to just slap that shit eating smirk off his face.

“Enough.” Minho said quietly whilst pressing a firm hand on Jungwoo’s chest to stop him. However, the latter was stubborn.

“Maybe you wanted to win so badly, you just decided to cast a spell without anyone seeing.” Jungwoo continued to trigger you and it was honestly getting to you even though you knew that wasn’t true.

“Because you’re just a desperate little mudblood.” The minute Jungwoo said this, Minho immediately yelled at his friend, “Hey! Enough!” clearly disapproving of what the boy said. You then storm off without saying goodbye to your friends. You were just about to climb the Grand Staircase when a firm grip to your wrist made you stop.

“Y/N! Wait.” Minho said as you ripped your arm out of his grip.

“Leave me alone.”

“Y/N stop!”

“What more do you want, Minho?! You heard what he called me!”

“So what? It’s just a word.” He said unknowingly and it hurts you even more.

“A word? Do you even know what that means? You don’t know what it’s like to be a muggle born. You purebloods definitely don’t understand how hurtful that word means to us…” You said in pure disappointment as he clearly didn't know what to say.

“Y/N-”

“Leave me alone, Minho.” You said as you left him standing there just staring into your back without any intentions of chasing after you. For the next few days, you barely talked to him even though he tries to talk to you.

Fortunately for him, you couldn’t stay mad at him for too long as you eventually gave in when he sat with you in between classes and teased you lightheartedly about things you found ridiculous.

Hence, why you ended up talking to him again despite what you said the other day after the tournament.

Your relationship with Minho began with a rocky start but as the years go by, your relationship with him could be said to have improved quite a lot. Rather than fighting everyday, both of you were almost looking out for each other when times are rough for either one. Even your close friends could see the difference in the way you both interact with each other over the past few years. It’s quite obvious yet subtle at the same time. It was your sixth year a few months ago, and you were thankful that your grades have been consistently good even with how hard some of the subjects could be.

It was a chilly Saturday afternoon, you were all given the permission to go into town for the day provided you get a parent or guardian’s signature by signing an approval form. You were all walking down the path that leads you straight to the secret passageway that links to Hogsmeade town. You were walking next to Changmin, Juyeon and Seonghwa when a heavy arm suddenly draped over your left shoulder.

This made you flinch slightly before you turned to see who it was, not surprised to find the arm belonging to Minho. Beside him were Changbin and Hyunjin, who he became friends with after he ditched Jungwoo. When you asked him why, he only said they had a disagreement about something but he was never clear about what it was and you never asked further anyway.

“Hey babe, know where you’re heading to yet?” Minho asked, making you nod.

“Yes and I’ll make sure you won’t be there.” You said. The guys hissed jokingly for Minho, making fun of him. Minho on the other hand, smirks at you while rolling his eyes. You’ve always been like this with him and vice versa. Some of your friends even called it your love language with each other.

“Oh, come on Y/N… You know you like having me around.” Minho teased you openly, earning a little laugh from you.

“Aren’t you a little too confident right now?”

“I don’t have to be when I’m with you though because I know it’s always true.”

“You’re so annoying.” You whispered under your breath while pushing his arm off your shoulder. You sped up to join Sakura, Yeeun and Eunbi up front, leaving the boys in the back.

“Just confess already man… We can literally see your heart eyes for her.” Changmin teased Minho, trying to break the latter’s ego but it’s obviously not working. Not easily at least.

“I don’t like her. I just love teasing her.” Minho said with his head held high.

“Keep telling yourself that, Minho.” Changmin laughed, together with Hyunjin and Changbin.

“Come on, why would I like a Ravenclaw? She’s so… intellectual all the time. It’s annoying.” Minho claimed but his friends knew how much that was a lie.

“As if you didn’t just tell us the other day that you found that sexy.” Hyunjin said, earning a sharp glare from Minho who suddenly reached out to grab Hyunjin’s sleeve but the male was quick to run forward with a loud cackle.

Upon arriving at Hogsmeade, you told your friends that you would be heading to the bookstore. You always went there whenever you were given the opportunity to go into town as you loved to buy new books for you to read during break times in school. You were taking your own sweet time, looking through the books on the shelves when someone suddenly traps you between the shelves and themselves by putting their hands on either side of your head against the shelf rack.

You turned around quickly, thinking it was some weird person but instead, you sighed in relief after realising it was just Minho.

“Really? The first thing you do upon reaching town is to go to the bookshop?” He asked.

“We all have our hobbies, no?” You asked with a smile, seeing the way his eyes very subtly flick down to your lips for a second before meeting your eyes again.

“You’re a bookworm, you know that?” Minho said teasingly but you didn’t take it to heart for you to declare yourself as one too.

“I know.” You said with a light laugh before gently pushing him by his stomach in which he easily takes a step back to free you from his cage. He stayed with you for the next few minutes while you looked through the books that were open for sale. Minho never complained once or even asked for you to hurry up. Instead, he simply waited patiently behind you. Picking up books to casually flip through whilst waiting.

Since you’ve been there for almost an hour, you finally bought two books and left the shop with him.

When in reality, you could’ve been in there the entire day. You were walking down the cramp alleyway when a warm hand slid around your wrist to stop you from walking. You turned over your shoulder to find Minho’s eyes focused on the shop called Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop. He then turns to you silently and you got the message.

With that being said, both of you made your way into the shop, only to be greeted by a fresh aroma of teas and coffee beans filling your nostrils. You were going straight to the tea section while he went straight to the coffee section. A few minutes later, you were taking a sip of a tea sample that the staff gave you when Minho came back with a bag in hand. Both of you proceeded to then leave the shop to go find your friends at the Three Broomsticks Inn.

Upon arriving at the Inn, you found your friends sitting together at a table, minus Changbin and Hyunjin who sat with their own friends that you recognize to be Chan, Jisung, Felix from Gryffindor, Jeongin from Hufflepuff and Seungmin from Ravenclaw.

“Can’t we sit together?” Minho asked, to which you scoffed at him but the smile on your face did nothing to hide your emotions.

“Are you seriously being clingy right now?” You teased, earning a roll of his eyes at you.

“What? I can’t sit with the girl I like to annoy most?”

“Unfortunately, no.” You said before walking towards your friends.

Minho did the same despite feeling slightly bummed that he would have to sit pretty far from you. All the while, he would occasionally steal glances over to you from across the room. Sometimes you’d catch him, sometimes you were busy laughing at something one of your friends said. Either way, Minho felt like he was drawn to you every time and that made him sneak glances at you repeatedly. After almost two hours of just hanging out at the Inn, it was time to head back to the castle so you all left the place.

Two weeks later, you were in the library to study for your upcoming exams. Though you’ve asked some of your classmates to join you for a study session, they weren’t as studious as you so they made excuses to not go to the library with you. Even so, you never got upset with them for you just said okay and left to head to the library by yourself. Just as you were seated diagonally on the table top right beside the shelves with a book in hand, someone snuck up behind you only to lean in close until you could feel their body warmth radiating off them.

You turned to look over your shoulder and saw Minho looming over you from behind. One arm resting against the bookshelves while the other hand was tucked inside his pant’s pocket.

“Do you ever not go to the library? This is like literally your second home.” Minho commented on your choice of location that differs from everyone else for the weekend.

“I have to study. I don’t want my grades to fall.”

“Y/N, you’re literally the smartest person I know. Your grades will never fall if you skip studying for just one day.”

“Minho!”

“Y/N!” Minho loudly whispered as you grew quiet, not knowing what to say to him. You decided not to stir up an argument with him since you’re in the library so you simply sighed in defeat and began to walk away. He trailed behind you until you were making your way towards the exit. That’s when he spoke up.

“Let’s go do something.”

“Why?”

“It’s Saturday. Everyone’s out of the castle.”

“I need to study.”

“Y/N, how many times do I have to tell you, there’s no need to study 24/7… You’re gonna ace it. Even you yourself know that.”

“I don’t wanna be overconfident, Minho. What if I flunk this time round? I can’t let that happen.”

“You’re overthinking again.” This made you scoff knowing it's true. With that being said, you let out a groan of frustration before you spoke up to him.

“Fine! Let’s go.” You said as he cheered to your reply. You quickly went to change out of your Ravenclaw uniform into something cosy since it was gradually entering the winter season. Once you were ready, you left your common room to find Minho waiting for you outside the Ravenclaw tower. You didn’t expect him to be there since you told him to wait for you at the quad instead.

You were about to walk down the steps when he suggested something that was surprising to you.

“I have an idea… but it might not be something you’re used to.”

“And that is…?”

“Well… we could go to town like everyone else is doing… or we could play quidditch without actually playing quidditch…” He said with a playful smirk creeping onto his face.

“So you’re basically suggesting to play catch in the quidditch pitch?”

“Are you up for it?” He asked. You thought for a solid few seconds, wondering how bad it would be if you got caught but hey… it’s okay to have a little fun once in a while… Right?

“Let’s go then.” You said, which made him smile brightly upon hearing this. Nevertheless, you went to the quidditch pitch with him, deciding to borrow the broomsticks that were available in your house tents. You flew out of the tent only to find Minho flying in circles around the entire circumference of the pitch. When he saw you hovering about 50 metres off the ground, he flew to you with a prominent smile on his face.

“Who’s the seeker and who’s the snitch?” He asked.

“Rock paper scissors?”

“Okay.”

He did the count for it, calling rock paper scissors before both of you pulled out a hand sign for your chosen item. He chose rock while you chose scissors. Minho took less than a second to decide to be the seeker which lands you with being the snitch. As soon as he counted to 3, you took off flying as fast as you could. You even went out of the pitch but still within the quidditch pitch area, avoiding going too close to the main castle grounds.

Both of you flew around for a couple of minutes with him being unable to catch you. Just then, you were flying straight into the ditch whilst turning back to look at him when Minho suddenly panics and shouts to you, “Watch out!”

This made you turn to look forward and you saw that the sand ditch was less than 10 metres away from you. With how fast you’re going, it’s impossible for you to curve up in time. And so, when you still tried to pull your broomstick up, the back of it crashed into the ditch. This great impact made you get thrown off your broom and crash into the ground in front. Your whole body bounced back off the ditch from how forceful it was but before you could collide into the ground again, a body crashed into you as you rolled onto the sand to a harsh stop.

The minute you stopped rolling, that’s when you slowly looked up to find Minho shielding your head by wrapping one arm around your head that buried your face in his chest while the other hand wrapped around your torso. Both of you were breathing heavily from all the chaos and tumbling around.

“Are you okay?” He asked quietly, earning a nod from you.

“Are you okay?” You asked him the same question after knowing he took most of the impact for you.

“I will be…” He said, making you huff. You carefully got off him, helping him up as well. When you were both back on your feets, you said that he should head back to his common room to rest. Deep down, he didn’t want to but he decided to just listen to you.

However, he promised himself not to suggest anything dangerous to you ever again.

Weeks passed by and you had a few days of school left before the festive holiday break which would be a solid 2 weeks. Returning back to Hogwarts after New Years. It was a chilly Monday morning. You had just finished your Herbology class and were walking towards the main castle with Yeeun and Sakura when Changmin’s voice called for you from behind. All three of you turned around to find Minho walking a few metres behind you along with Juyeon, Changmin and Seonghwa.

“You guys go ahead. I’ll catch up with you later.” You said to the two girls as they nodded and continued walking. You stopped and stayed where you were until the boys came to you. Once they were in a line with you, that’s when your legs started walking again. With you being in between Minho and Juyeon.

“Are you going back home for the holiday season?” Juyeon asked, to which you shook your head as a reply. Some of them frowned upon seeing this, confused as to why you wouldn’t be going home to spend the holiday season with your grandparents.

“Why not?” Changmin asked, making you look down at your feet.

“My aunt is bringing my grandparents out of the country for the holidays. They just didn’t bother to wait till my holiday started.”

“What the hell? That’s so unfair! How could they sit you out on this one? You’re literally their family.” Juyeon said, making you shrug in defeat.

“My aunt has always neglected me ever since my parents died. Only my grandparents know how much I’ve tolerated her bullshit over the past years.” You sighed, not knowing how angry Minho was feeling upon this revelation. As the holiday season was getting closer and closer, and students were starting to pack up to go home for the 2 week break, you occupied your time by going to the library after school to either study or read. Since that was all you could do during the 2 weeks break while the castle is void of students and teachers.

However, you weren’t prepared for the plan someone had in store for you. It was the day before the break started, you were just walking to your potions class when Minho catches you down the hall and walks with you. And suddenly, he said, “Pack your bags by tonight.” making you frown.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re coming home with me for the holidays.”

“What?!” You yelled in surprise, not expecting this at all.

“I’m serious.” He said.

“I can’t, Minho! Your family… They hate muggles. You said it yourself. I can’t join your family for the holidays.”

“It’s gonna be fine.” Minho said nonchalantly as though it was nothing.

“Minho, you know I can’t go. I don’t belong there.”

“It doesn’t matter because you’re still going and that’s final.” He was adamant on this decision so you had no other choice. The next morning, you were contemplating leaving the Ravenclaw tower. Hoping he’d just leave you once he sees that you weren’t coming with him but Minho wasn’t easily persuaded by just actions. You were lounging in the Ravenclaw common room when a lady from a portrait outside the Ravenclaw tower walked over to the huge painting in the room to deliver her message to you.

“Dear, there’s someone waiting to see you.” She said.

“Who is it?”

“It’s a Slytherin boy. A handsome one too.” You knew right off the bat who it was and you knew there is no way you could easily run away from him so you sighed in defeat. You got up and followed her to the entrance, as you opened the door to reveal the main castle’s hallway and there stood prince charming in his Slytherin robe over his casual winter wear.

“Packed your bags?” He asked without a hi, causing you to cross your arm over your chest while leaning against the doorframe.

“Hello to you too…” You let out a soft scoff before you continued, “Is there a chance that I could convince you into letting me sit this one out?” You sounded hopeful even though you knew he’d say no.

“No.”

There it is.

“Minho, please?”

“Y/N, you’d rather stay here with the ghosts for 2 long weeks than with humans?”

“I can survive!”

“And spend your 2 weeks in the library everyday? Even Rowena Ravenclaw didn’t stay in the library that long.”

“Minho!”

“Y/N, hurry up and get your bags!”

“Fine!” You ended up raising your voice after failing to persuade him, walking in to go get your things.

Meanwhile, Minho looked at the woman in the portrait and asked, “Can I come in?”

“Can you answer the eagle’s puzzles or riddles?” He glanced over to the bronze eagle knocker that was guarding the entrance to the Ravenclaw tower before he said, “Nevermind.” He walked away to lean against the wall while waiting for you. When you finally came back out with your bags, Minho offered to carry them for you but you refused. He then led you to the quad where the transport for him was already waiting.

Both of you got onto the carriage as it began to take you further into the woods that would bring you straight to the Lee’s residence since he was indeed a pureblood which means he didn’t live in the muggle world. The journey to his home was occasionally filled with laughter, oftentimes just you slapping the crap out of him in annoyance. When you finally arrived outside his house, you instantly felt out of place. You felt like you didn't belong there and he knew.

“Just stick to me if you feel uncomfortable.” Minho said as he helped you with your main bag. He unlocked the door with a simple flick of his wand, making you stare in awe. He led you inside after closing the doors.

“Mom, dad, I’m home…” Minho said as you then heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Oh, my baby is back home! I’ve made your favourite beef-” Her words stopped the moment she locked eyes with you, clearly not expecting a visitor. Her smile washes away as she holds her head high to look down at you.

“Why did you bring a muggle into the house, Min?”

“Mom, be nice. She wasn’t going home for the holidays so I told her to come with me.” She was definitely displeased with his answer to which you already couldn’t help but hide yourself behind him.

“Your cousins and relatives are coming over this weekend. I want her out by then.”

“What?! Mom-”

“I said it! You better do it.” She said firmly, only for his father to join you at the front door. He frowns upon Minho but never greeted you the way she did. Instead, he opted for a small nod before telling Minho to obey his mother’s words. You, on the other hand, felt like it was a mistake to come here. So right after his father walked off, Minho asked you to follow him upstairs but you remained glued to the ground.

“Hey, forget what she said. Come on.”

“No.” You said firmly. Minho frowned at you, feeling uneasy after how his mother acted in front of you.

“Y/N-”

“No! I’m not staying here if I’m not welcomed. You can’t force me to stay. This is your home, not mine…” You paused as a tear was threatening to roll down your cheeks.

“I should go. Happy Holidays Minho.” You said, turning back to exit the house. You began to walk back down the path you came from without the carriage since it was long gone. You were halfway into the woods when you heard the sound of tyres crushing dead leaves on the ground behind you. You turned around to find Minho on a carriage coming towards you.

“Hop in.” He said.

“What?”

“Come on. I have a better idea.” Minho smiled as he stood up and gestured for you to throw your bags in. Once that was done, you grabbed his reached out hand and let him pull you up with ease. You sat next to him, asking where you were going but he said it was a secret.

After a few minutes of chatting, the carriage finally brought you back to the castle where both of you got down with your bags and started walking.

“Why are we here?” You asked him quietly, only to see him smile.

“If you can’t spend the holidays with me at my home, then I’ll spend the holidays here with you.” You were shocked at how easy he said that as if his relatives weren’t coming that weekend.

“What about your family? Minho, you should be with them.”

“And you should be with yours, yet they left you. No?” You grow quiet, not able to find the right words so he sighed.

“Look, there’s nothing much we can do here but at least you won’t be alone for the holiday season…” He tried to cheer you up and you couldn’t help but feel touched by his sweet gesture.

Throughout the next few days, you and Minho grew closer as surprising as it sounds. Every morning, he would wait for you outside the Ravenclaw common room to head down to the Great Hall together. He would tease and joke around with you like no other, making you feel less lonely. For that, you were actually grateful to have him here with you. Today was no different. It was the second last night before everyone came back from the holiday break which was also the night before New Years.

Minho decided to bring you to the lake to relax under the moonlight since there was no one guarding the entrances to the forests during that long holiday break. Once you were at the lake, you sat under a huge tree next to him. Not really speaking to each other but instead, enjoying the calm silent night. Minho stood up as he began to collect small flat pebbles and toss them horizontally onto the water surface to make them hop.

You silently watched him flick his wrist professionally everytime he threw a pebble into the lake. Suddenly, you didn’t know what washed over you but you spoke up what was on your mind.

“Thank you.” Your voice was soft, as if you were afraid he’d hear you but that wasn’t your intention.

You wanted him to hear you.

“What for?” He asked as he turned to look at you. You find his gaze intimidating, making you look down onto your hands in your lap. Avoiding eye contact with him at all costs.

“For staying at the castle with me? You should’ve just stayed with your family.” You said as you picked on your cuticles out of anxiety. Minho noticed this but he didn’t wanna say anything.

“It’s fine… I needed an excuse to get away from them anyway. I’m sick of them bugging me to find a girlfriend every time I come home.”

“They want you to get a girlfriend?”

“Yeah… They keep telling me to date preferably a pureblood, Slytherin girl but have you seen the girls in Slytherin? I’d rather date McGonagall than them.” Minho shivered visibly, making you giggle.

So you teased him, “Are you saying you have a crush on McGonagall?”

“Yes. Yes I do.” Minho said, with a cheeky smirk. Your face distorts in disgust, earning a laugh from him.

“Eww, who knew you’re into old ladies.” You laughed while he just stood there with a smile on his face.

“Okay but seriously though? You can’t tell me there’s not even one girl in Slytherin who appeals to you?”

“Nope. No one.”

“That’s a lie.” You said.

“Would you believe me if I said I like someone outside of Slytherin?”

“I highly doubt it’s true but I don’t think it’s impossible.” You shrugged your shoulders, earning a roll of his eyes at you.

“Can you give me a name?” You asked.

“No.”

“Why? Are you shy?” You teased him, causing his ears to turn red.

“Hell no.”

“Okay, so then tell me.”

“No.”

“Fine, which house are they in?”

“I can’t tell you that.”

“Why not?”

“Y/N, you’re not a detective. Stop asking me questions!” He said firmly as he got up to leave so you followed behind him.

“Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re shy. I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

“No.” You remained quiet until you decided to make it fair for him.

“I like someone too… But I don’t know if they feel the same about me. So how about this… Will you tell me their house if I tell you mine?” You spoke up softly. Minho stopped walking as he visibly contemplated it. You weren’t sure if you were ready to say it out loud but since you suggested it, it’s too late to back out now.

“Fine. Just their house, yes?”

“Yeah. Nothing more. I promise.”

“Same time?”

“Sure.”

Both of you faced each other and at the count of three, both of you said at the same time.

“Slytherin.”

“Ravenclaw.”

You smiled even though your heart was racing in your chest.

“See! That wasn’t so bad, was it?” You asked, making him sigh. Both of you continued walking in silence until you could see the wooden bridge that links to the quad. Snowflakes gently fall from the sky, coating the ground and yourselves. Right before you reached the end of the forest where it was just an open field that leads you to the start of the wooden bridge, you called his name softly. He turned around to look at you as he hummed in response while his soft eyes wandered in thought.

You weren’t sure if you should say it since you promised to keep it at the house and nothing more. “Nevermind… Just forget it.” You smiled as you walked past him to go straight to the wooden bridge. You were halfway through when his heavy footsteps rushed behind you only to feel him grab your wrist gently to avoid hurting you.

“You wanted to say something earlier right? Just say it.” He said but you were stubborn.

“It’s fine. We should go, it’s almost New Years. We can see the fireworks.” You said as you carefully unwrap his fingers from around your wrist only to tangle your fingers with his. You dragged him all the way to the end of the bridge and once you were in the quad, you glanced down at your wristwatch to find that you have 1 minute left before New Years.

“Are you ready for year 7?” He asked while walking along the sheltered part of the quad with your hands still locked together.

“Yeah… All that studying better pays off or else I’m gonna throw someone in the Black Lake.” You said.

“Please… You’re like the smartest Ravenclaw in our class that I know. You’re definitely gonna ace it.”

“You’re just saying that because I’m here…” You teased him as he began to defend himself.

“No! I’m serious!”

“Yeah right.” You laughed only to hear the fireworks go off.

“Minho look!” You said as you pulled him outside to the open quad where you could get a good look of the fireworks. Both of you were in awe by how beautiful it was, decorating the night sky with colour sparks as snowflakes fall down on you.

“Happy New Year Minho.” You said as you looked up at him.

“Happy New Year Y/N.” He said with a sweet smile on his face. Neither of you dared to do anything else but the tension was killing you… And him too apparently.

So with him being the man, Minho whispers under his breath, “Fuck it” before he tugs you into his chest while his other hand cups your face to guide you until your lips touched his. Your breath hitched in your throat but you were quick to melt into the kiss. Your hands find their way to his chest and up to his neck. Minho hugs your waist to keep you close to him, feeling him smile against your lips.

“I like you, Y/N… I always have.” He whispered when he pulled away, leaving you to smile shyly up at him.

“Well guess what?” You paused to see his reaction. When he nodded his head once with a cheeky smirk on his face, you cupped both sides of his face and said, “I like you too. But I don’t know if I can say the same about the other thing though.”

Minho laughed as he kissed you longingly again before saying, “It’s okay. As long as you like me back now, I’m fine with that.”

You pulled him down for another kiss before telling him to go inside because you were freezing out there. Once you were back in the castle, you asked if he wanted to hang out with you for a while in your common room. Which he easily said yes. When you finally made it to the Ravenclaw tower, you helped him enter by solving the riddle that would open the door to your common room. He followed you up to the girls dormitory where you knew everyone was gone for the holidays.

You led him to your bed, allowing him to sit while you kissed him. He scooted back until he was leaning against your bed frame, with you straddling his lap. His warm hands slide around your waist, hugging you in place after removing your thick outer layers that were shielding you from the cold weather outside. You were left in just a sweater and jeans while he was in a button down shirt, a sweater that you just removed from him and his jeans. Minho smirked as he kissed you again, squeezing your sides softly to your liking.

With both your hands gently holding his face, you kissed him with so much passion that you completely missed the footsteps approaching until you heard a soft scream behind you.

This made you and Minho flinch from shock, turning around to see a Year 1 student standing at the foot of the door. You panicked as she froze in her spot so you quickly said, “Please don’t tell anyone about this.”

The girl nodded hurriedly before she left, slamming the door shut behind her. You let out a heavy sigh whilst burying your head in his shoulder out of embarrassment. Minho couldn’t help but laugh seeing your reaction earlier. You felt him kiss your cheek as he giggled in your ear softly.

“Are you that scared you’d get busted for sneaking me into your common room?” He asked.

“Of course I am! I don’t wanna get expelled, Minho!” You exclaimed as you pulled away to meet his eyes. He was staring up at you softly which was expected of him but you didn’t care.

“Relax baby. You know we can just cast a spell to make her forget she even saw this right?”

“I know but that’s against the rules.”

“Baby, when have I ever played by the rules?”

“Good point.” You said in defeat, earning a cheeky little kiss from him. After he gave you the umpteenth kiss, he finally rushed out of bed and excused himself for a second. He disappeared and came back a few minutes later only to tell you that he had already casted a spell on the girl to make her forget whatever happened during the past 15 minutes. He proceeded to lock the door and climbed back into bed with you, falling asleep in each other’s arms comfortably.

Spending the holiday with him wasn’t as bad as you thought. At least that made both of you realise how you felt for one another.

What a great way to start the new year.

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