#hptcc scorpius

[alscorposting]

this is scorpius he also loves albus’ personal space

[ellie-r2]

happy pride to albus and scorpius

may you find each other in every timeline

[khedoods]

pinned <3

hello, my name is cal! (he/him)

i’m currently 17 years old and i’m pretty much just gonna use this blog to interact with the scorbus fandom and MAYBE post my art?

current interests

harry potter and the cursed child (scorbus), olivia rodrigo, wtfock (sobbe), eastenders (ballum), 9-1-1 (buddie)

about me:

i read tcc for the first time in 2017, and i haven’t been able to put it down since. fun fact! the book was originally given to my sister (she hated it) so i being an incredible brother, took it off her hands!

more: i started creating fanart in 2019, but i never really had the confidence to start posting until now. i was super active within the fandom about 3 or 4 years ago? (which feels insane to say now)

likes & reblogs appreciated🫶🏻

[mxlfoypottah]

I need a Scorpius Malfoy funko pop

[beavillains]

This is one of the pages of The Cursed Child Remake I'm working on!

This scene has been rewritten and will be redrawn but this is what the comic should look like. I'm working on the Issues out of order (ADHD brain) but the First Issue should come out soon.

The characters have been redesigned Ill post the character sheet for Scorpius and Albus.

I forgot to put this in when I first posted it but Here is where you can read it.

[scorbuslove]

Albus coming out to his dad, and Harry accepting both him AND Scorpius <3

Scorpius is the most important person in my life.

I think that's a very good thing.

[ao3feed-scorbus]

HPTCC new script

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/0txYSN8 by ElleJolras It's Harry Potter and the Cursed Child with the added scenes and new changes this is solely focused on the changes made to the west end version not broadway. Hope everyone enjoys. Lastly these characters are not mine they very tragically belong to the worst and terrible jkr. Words: 3571, Chapters: 5/75, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Thorne & Rowling, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Scorpius Malfoy, Rose Weasley, James Sirius Potter, Delphi (Harry Potter) Relationships: Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Albus Severus Potter & Harry Potter, Scorpius Malfoy & Albus Severus Potter Additional Tags: New Script, it's the west end edition, Friendship/Love, Hurt/Comfort read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55344898

[alscorposting]

so sillyful !!

[ellie-r2]

The Scorpius playlist that I forgot to release (also I will be adding more songs)

Miss Americana & the Heartbreak Prince based on that one scorbus edit that was deleted, you will be missed. Also "voted most likely to run away with you" scorbus

[imagineitup]

scorpion king : scorpius malfoy x reader

request: omg so glad you’re taking requests again!! would you be able to write something where the reader asks the scorpion king to the blood ball (instead of polly ��)? hope you’re safe and healthy!!

a/n: i really, really hope u enjoy!! also this gif worked out mf perfectly so hd 

- - 

Scorpius is confused, bewildered; he’s beyond exhausted.  The dark robes he wears itches against his skin, it’s too polyester and starched for comfort, and he aches for his familiar Hogwarts robes, or his wool cardigan; he needs something soft to remind him that there’s still light.

He’s stumbling through this world, this world that comes with nothing good and everything deranged.  He feels like he can’t breathe, because Albus is dead.  Harry Potter’s dead -- a scream cuts off his thoughts.  People are dying, here.

This Scorpius, Scorpius thinks while looking down at his hands, has killed people.  This Scorpius has tortured.

Yann Fredericks and Karl Jenkins confirm this, as they high-five him like he’s their friend.  Somehow they’ve forgotten about all the years they’ve taunted him, and belittled him, and spit on his books after scrawling “Voldemort’s son” in bold letters on the back of his trunk.

And then there’s Polly Chapman.  The same Polly Chapman, who has made it crystal clear that she wants nothing to do with either him or Albus.  Even though she’s never directly said a mean word to Scorpius’s face, he knows she’s downright awful to Albus, and suddenly an intense, bitter dislike churns in his gut.

Yann and Karl nudge him, quickly.  Scorpius looks up to see Polly staring at him, expectantly.  So she’s still the same, after all, still disinterested and cool.  But there’s something else there, too, and Scorpius realizes, with confusion, that it’s pride.

“What?” Scorpius ends up saying, because now his eyes have landed on something else, someone else, and he can’t breathe.  There, standing a little to the side of Polly, is you.  

He sags in relief and makes the motion to run to you.  Yet just as his eyes soften and he’s about to bolt toward you, Yann hisses in his ear.

“Hey, Scorpion King.  Are you taking her, or what?”

Scorpius doesn’t register what Yann’s said.  He’s focused on looking anywhere but Polly, and that means looking at you.  Maybe one of the reasons he can’t bring himself to run straight to you is because you’re not giving him your goofy smile, and as you lean against the wall, with your hair smooth and pristine, he realizes, disappointedly, that the smirk twisting up your lips is anything but familiar.

He catches the latter end of Polly’s sentence, “-- taking me to the Blood Ball.”

Scorpius is caught with disbelief.  He chokes.  “What?”  He looks at Yann and Karl, then finally back at Polly.  “You want me to take you to a ball?”  He shakes his head definitely, stepping backwards.  “No, no thank you.”

Polly blinks.  The tilt of her chin lowers, and her upper lip quivers uncertainly; “No?”  She recovers quickly, throwing an irritated look at Yann.  “What is going on with you?”  She sidesteps you and completely ghosts past, and maybe that’s because you’re clearly failing to stifle a giggle.

The three of them: Polly, Karl, and Yann leave, and Scorpius lets out a long breath of air.

He’s startled again, this time, by the sound of applause echoing through the halls.  “Wow.  Didn’t know you had it in you,” is what he hears, as he finally registers this as your voice.  “Rumor was that you’ve been obsessed with beautiful Polly Chapman for years.”  

Even with seeing the words leave your mouth, Scorpius still doesn’t recognize you.  Your voice cuts straight through the air, almost sultry-like, and it sends an uneasy chill down his spine.  You’re so different.  Half of him wonders if this is even you, or maybe, instead, some demonic half-twin that you’ve forgotten to mention.

“I didn’t believe it, though.”  You offer him a grin, but Scorpius is still not convinced.  “I’m going to shoot my shot.  Go with me to the Ball.”

A wave of exhaustion washes over him.  He stumbles, losing his footing against the floor.  He would be crashing any second, if you weren’t so quick to surge forward, catching his arm and gently draping it across your shoulders.  

When he meets your gaze again, he’s surprised to see genuine concern written across your features.  “You’re not alright.  You’re acting strange.”

Scorpius blinks, dazed.  “Is it that obvious?”

To add to his surprise, you laugh.  It’s almost gentle, again, and nothing like the way you’d been portraying yourself earlier.  “Yes, Scorpion King.  It’s very obvious.  For once in your life, you don’t seem like you’ve got everything put together.”

Ouch.

“I promise I’m more fun than Polly, though,” you tease, devilishly.  “I’d give you a good time.”

Scorpius flushes.  “Oh.  I didn’t --”

“Scorpius, please,” you sigh, rolling your eyes.  “Let loose, you’re so on edge.”

“You want me … to go to the ball with you?”  He blinks, and the words feel strange on his tongue.  “Like a date?”

You sigh frustratedly.  “I like you, you like me.  You don’t really like labels.  You haven’t for years.  But if that’s what you want, sure.”

Scorpius turns away from you after you say this.  He just misses you.  The real you.  The you that likes to jump-scare him before morning breakfast, and the you who stands up on your tiptoes to ruffle his hair because he grew so much over the summer holidays, (taller even than you!), and he misses the you that falls asleep with your head tucked safely against his chest.

“I’ve picked out a dress, you know.  It’s dark emerald, obviously, but it’s got some velvet undertones and black stitching.  We could match.  Be best dressed, win Blood Crown.”

Scorpius nods blankly.

It hurts him, pains him, to hear you say this.  It doesn’t feel right.  Not when he’s heard you tell him a million times that if you were to go to a ball, you’d wear a long black dress with gold stitching, and everything about this you is so much different than the other you he knows.  He just wants to disappear.

Nothing’s ever easy, is it?

He stands up quickly, ignoring your protests as he walks away from you.  And even so, walking away while knowing that the person he’s leaving isn’t really you, is still one of the hardest things he’s ever had to do.

- - 

He sees you again, for real, this time, when you run into the Slytherin dorms and pull him into a huge hug.

This time he doesn’t see it, since it’s another of your infamous jump-scares.  But this time he’s slow to turn around, terrified that he’s done something wrong, and that this won’t really be you.  He won’t be able to handle the disappointment if that’s true.  Yet when he carefully meets your gaze, it’s nothing like he fears.  In fact, he can’t move.  He can’t breathe.

You’re glowing, radiating happiness as you say something with an infectious grin, and Scorpius can’t help but stare and try to memorize your features.

Lively eyes.  Soft hair.  Cute nose.  Soothing voice.

“Take a picture, Scorp,” you tease, poking him in the chest, “it’d last longer.”

Scorpius hums as he laughs, and half of him realizes that maybe, if that other you liked him, maybe this you would like him, too.

“Go out with me,” Scorpius blurts out.  “Please.  I don’t want to lose you again.”

Your expression blanks, and then toggles between elation and joy.  As quickly as that happens, your features soften as you register the rest of what he’s said.  “Scorp, I don’t know what happened,” you murmur, looking into his eyes, “but you’re not losing me.  Promise.”

Scorpius gazes at you uncertainly.  “Promise?”

You grin at him.  “I already told you.  I promise.  And yes, I’ll go out with you, you dummy.”

Scorpius smiles and wraps you into a hug, melting into you.  “I missed you so much.”

“Me, too.”

[kidovna]

Rose calls it his ‘Soulmate mark’ 🤭

[upthehillart]

The one worth giving up a kingdom for

[scorbuslove]

I also like to think that, during Albus’ conversation with the sorting hat, he said “I just need to figure out how to spend the maximum amount of time with Scorpius Malfoy”.

SLYTHERIN!!!

A Cursed Child Theory: Albus was sorted into Slytherin because Scorpius was.

HEAR ME OUT OKAY!!

The facts:

The sorting hat will take your wishes into account if you feel strongly enough

Albus felt very strongly about not wanting to be in Slytherin

The hat wasn't sure at first: "He puts his hat on ALBUS’s head – and this time he seems to take longer – almost like he too is confused."

So why was he sorted into Slytherin?

Because Scorpius was sorted into Slytherin, and Scorpius asked him if he wanted to be called Al or Albus.

We know our boy hates people calling him Al.

We know he feels an intense pressure to be who his family wants him to be.

Scorpius' first instinct was to ask him what he wanted to be called. In Albus' eyes, Scorpius was the first person in his life to put his wishes first. PLUS, we can only assume that after the scene cuts the two had the time of their little lives chatting on that train journey.

So when Scorpius was sorted into Slytherin, a little subconscious part of Albus' brain went "if he's in Slytherin, it's okay if I am too" and that's why the hat decided Slytherin.

In the first alternate universe (in the original script) he's in Gryffindor. Why? There's no Rose to force him to try and make a friend on the train, therefore no meeting with Scorpius, therefore he gets put in Gryffindor because Slytherin now has no redeeming qualities to him.

Scorpius' kind lil soul is the reason Albus Potter was put in Slytherin.

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk.

[jockbots]

alternative to the cursed child plotline:

Scorpius, Albus and Rose fight eldritch horrors that muggles inadvertently brought to life.

and it starts as like some dumb dumb that just wanted to mess with magic and ended up going mad

and then they find out that like shitty wizards were trying to corrupt muggles into mad creatures that they could either control or unleash on the wizarding world

insert Albus having to combat his negative self image to combat becoming draw into dark magic shit

Scorpius having to restrain himself from becoming inveloped in universal knowledge and rurning mad

and Rose having to learn the difference between being brave for the sake of it and brav for the right cause

includes but not restricted to Slytherins being cunning af. Utilising connection, privlages, politics and using not so moral spells and potions to get there way. Albus and Scorpius being gay; Albus and Scorpius trying to keep eachother sane. Rose also being gay and falling for a muggle that didn't know she was a witch/squib and them finding out that actually having a lower level of magic can still be quite powerful if used sparingly

but also including emotional blow outs and them being teens that still haven't figured out how to control their magic. and Albus being very powerful but needing to overcome his insecurites and anxieties in order to hone his skills. insert his family (scorp included) offering the hard but healthy way and the villan (possibly dephi minus uknowho) a quick and dangerous, darker option. That Al will take but only for a short time until he sorts his shit out

also featuring Draco's extended collection of weird shit hes collected and being way to excited to help his son out on his adventures

Cthulhu inhabiting fish monsters just to fuck with Scorpius, who is absolutely disgusted by everything sea related. Beasts for Albus and birds for Rose

[wilder-west-queen]

Anyways back to the part where I' living to see big dorks thriving