#pottering-about

[tuttle-did-it]

David Tennant for Prime Minister, please.

edit- Since this is getting so much attention, edited to include descriptions of screenshots.

This woman has lost her fucking mind.

Jo, are you okay?

[alloffandoms]

13yr old Sirius telling 13yr old James that his "sister was absolutely out of limits" about 12yr old pre-transition Regulus.

15yr old James telling a very angry 15yr old Sirius that, in his defense, he had said his sister was out of limits, not his brother.

[kellopot]

2 for rinnnnn :3c

2. Who is your OC’s closest platonic friend?

I want to say it’s Ace . . It IS Ace . . But they’ve also kissed so maybe he’s not the best candidate HAHA they’re besties but I bully Ace so he . . and his unfortunate status (2nd ml syndrome)

So I guess 🤔 Sebek is the answer! The Draconian Fanclub presidents /JOKE but they do initially bond over that actually 💃🏻 she likes listening to his stories about Waka-sama and eventually . EVENTUALLY it turns into reluctant friendship 🤸

Silly smthg I wrote for a zine I think?? Seberin platonic dancing !! (Disclaimer old writing . Old FRFR)

Without a partner actively sabotaging him, Sebek dances well, if a little stiff. She still finds herself missing the way Malleus would pull her closer than necessary, pressing a thumb over her pulse in replacement of a greeting. He would let her get away with pretending to trip and then catch her, grumbling fondly in her ear.

Telling Sebek about it makes him ‘kindly’ ask her to ‘quickly go dance with Waka-sama if she was going to complain about his dancing’, with a lot more dirty looks thrown in than before. He never failed to bring a smile to her face, so much so she has to suppress the urge to tease him too much, countering his threats of ‘letting her fall if she dared pretend to trip’ with quips of his largely harmless big dog impression.

“Do I really give off that impression?”, he asks, nose wrinkling in distaste, “Surely, I’m more like a mighty drag-”

“No, no, I’m sure this is the right one.”

He tries to step on her foot after that, knight, or any other code be damned, but Rin is faster. Their dancing turns into a childish game of ‘who can step on the other’s foot the most?’ (Spoiler: it’s not the half fae.) and they only stop when they crash into one of the mirrors lining the walls from floor to ceiling. The look on the NBC students’ faces are priceless, the look of torn amusement and horror on Sebek’s even better.

Her cheeks hurt from grinning.

[maluceh]

the potters

[sailforvalinor]

The most hardcore thing that Harry James Potter ever did was not, contrary to popular belief, the “there’s no need to call me ‘sir,’ Professor” incident, but instead was either the time that he

a) laid into one of the people he respected most in the world (and the only authority figure in his life offering him help in one of the most desperate situations he’d ever been in) for leaving his pregnant wife, going “man, you’re inhibited by your own self-loathing and fear? That’s rough. That really sucks. But you know what trumps that? RESPONSIBILITY. You brought a child into the world. You’re a father now. You’re scared? Walk it off. Walk it off AAAAAALLLL THE WAY BACK HOME. And say hi to Tonks for me.”

or

b) he willingly let himself be murdered, came back from the dead, walked back onto the battlefield, stared his own killer dead in the eyes completely unimpressed and called him “Tom”

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[theosbaby]

𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ casually thinking about...

stepbro!draco fucking you with your parents in the next room

NSFW content ahead, +18

the filthy sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the bathroom as draco pounds your tight little hole from behind, his tall frame pinning you against the sink while he watches you intently through the mirror, your pretty bambi eyes looking right back at him.

"shh, love," he coos, fingers gripping your hair tighter as he yanks your head back, lips pressing against your pulse point. "you gotta be quiet f'me, yeah?"

your parents are home at this moment, sitting in the living room within a few feet, so the chances of getting caught are high, and draco can't risk it. if his father finds him fucking you —his wife's innocent and polite daughter, he'll definitely kill him. that fact hasn't stopped either of you though, the thrill of getting caught just making the two of you hornier, his cock throbbing inside your warm cunt as you coat him in your arousal.

you can barely hold back your pretty moans as you feel the delicious drag of his fat cockhead across your inner walls, his dick hitting all the right spots inside you so easily.

"i— i can't..." you stutter between little whimpers, cheeks flushed while you arch your back, hips moving backwards to meet his thrusts.

a slow smirk spreads across draco's face at your response, fingers trailing from your hair down to your neck, roughly pressing his palm against the front of your throat as he slams forcefully against you.

"you can't, huh?" he'd taunt, his other hand gripping your hip to keep you still. "can't stay fucking quiet?"

a loud, strangled moan leaves your throat despite your efforts not to make a sound, your pussy tingling too nicely for you to be able to hold them back. you shake your head in response, lips parting as your gasp for air.

"feels too good," you whimper, eyes rolling back.

your noises would force him to reach out and cover your mouth, his palm muffling every pretty sound you make while he keeps thrusting in and out of your quivering cunt. you can feel yourself clenching tighter around him as you near the edge, the coil in your belly tightening.

"honey, is everything okay?" your mother's voice asks from the other side of the door suddenly, while she knocks softly. you both freeze for a second, but then draco starts pounding into you again. "you've been there for a while."

your brows knit together in a frown, pretty face scrunched in pleasure as you reach up to tug his hand away from your mouth, pulling it downwards to encourage him to rub your little clit. you have to be quick.

"yes, mum, i'll be right out," you answer, and your voice is clearly breathy and agitated.

you pray that your mother doesn't notice.

more.

[lunarlivs]

me <3 this werewolf

remus as pics from pinterest that reminded me of him

[courfee]

oby jeggy is a different kind of dsfkdsf so here is them from the first fic in that series, i will touch you with my mind by my love @itsjaywalkers

[irafook]

Ok, but listen. Harry goes back in time and decides to get rid of Tom Riddle AU, but the sorting hat goes like ??? when it reads Harry's mind. Idk it just irks me how the sorting hat is so understanding in most time travel fics, at best it puts Harry in a house he didn't want to be. But just imagine if it actually tells on Harry, full great hall drama with the hat going like "HE'S HERE TO MURDER SOMEONE"

And ofc Tom is instantly obsessed with the murder boy.

Extra:

(ofc the poor hat is not broken, it's on the verge of a nervous breakdown)

[ultravioletbrit]

“remember” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 342 words

“You do not.”

“I do too.”

“You remember the exact day you fell in love with me?” Regulus ask James incredulously.

“I think I nearly know the exact minute I fell in love.” James tells him.

“Bollocks.” Regulus says and James just shrugs. “Alright. When?” Regulus challenges.

“1 September 1972. I’m going to say…” James thinks for a moment. “…about 11:08am, give or take five minutes.”

“Oh, shut up, you did not.” Regulus dismisses.

“I did.” James shrugs, but his expression is completely genuine. “I didn’t know what it was at the time. But I remember it. I felt it. And it never went away.” James says.

Regulus softens, but still looks at James skeptically. “What did you feel?” He whispers and James smiles.

“I had just met you, you scolded me for calling you Reggie, shook my hand and told me my hair was atrocious.” James says with a small chuckle. “And I remember thinking ‘what eleven-year-old shakes hands and uses the word atrocious?’ But then I felt it, while we were shaking hands my stomach did this little somersault. And I didn’t know what it was, I had never felt anything like that before and I didn’t know what to do, so…” James trails off, looking at Regulus.

“So, you laughed.” Regulus finishes.

“And you thought I was laughing at you.” James smiles softly.

“And I hated you for it.” Regulus says, with a little pout.

“Yup.” James says, popping the ‘p’, and they both chuckle. “But every time I saw you my stomach did that little somersault. It took me a few years to figure out what it meant, but it was always there.” James tells Regulus as he looks deep into his eyes. “It’s still there.”

Regulus is gazing back at James with so many emotions and trying his best to hold back the tears threatening to fall. He puts his hands on James’ cheeks and leans in so they’re only a breath apart.

“You are a sap, and I love you so much.” Regulus whispers sweetly and pulls James in for a kiss.

[nothingtoseeherebyeexx]

“hey, your eyes have a little gold in them” *proceeds to vomit on james’ shoes*

i will forever love a good 10 things i hate about you jegulus au <33

close up under the cut!

[arliedraws]

[kellopot]

12!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

12. What is your OC’s favorite event(s), what was their role?

MAN . . THERES SO MANY . . But probably masquerade 🥴 totally not bias or anything 🤡 considering it’s one of the ONLY events I’ve written some silly drabbles for I think it shows but yeah HERS is probably masquerade bc rin thinks she gets to go on a silly date with the dragon if you ignore the fact someone’s trying to eradicate magic from twst! (I have not even watched it another clown moment this is my impression of what happened during the event)

I guess PORTFEST also comes to mind??? BUT THATS YOUR FAULY AI AND YOU KNOW IT (I have also not seen it) sunflower appearance . .

Have a silly little (old VERY old) snippet of the masquerade 🐉🌻 I wrote for self indulgence before the event came out:

Back when they’d first met, she had the feeling she would be washed away, as if the tide had come in and she was standing at the shore with her feet already knee level deep. Then he’d opened his mouth and spoke with that terrible voice and she’d been a goner ever since. Granted, he spoke to her as if he weren’t really paying attention, which only made her want to tease him more.

Maybe she liked him less now, but she knew it wasn’t the truth when the sky finally streaks with purple and Malleus turns with a smirk to make a remark— something like “Purple is the color of royalty, perhaps you should start donning it since you like to act as important as one so often”— and all she can feel are pools of familiar burning desires.

It wasn’t that she liked him less, only that she’d gotten used to liking him too much.

“If we’re picking colors for each other, I’d like to see you in white,” she waves a hand at his dark attire, “I know your fondness of black stems back towards your family but I wouldn’t mind being the one to wear black for once.” When he didn’t respond, she finally touched his shoulder lightly with a finger— their form of a punch in the shoulder because Malleus was apparently too fragile for a punch. That, and the fact Sebek looked like he would start screaming in her face when she brought it up once. “Come on, you’d look good in white. I know you would.”

“Of course,” he sniffs, and whatever bout that he’d experienced was over and he was back to huffing at her and curling his fingers into hers and sharing warmth with her through the small connection of theirs they didn’t acknowledge, “Stay in white. Both of us shall wear white,” he finally intones, the kind of voice he reserved only when trying and failing to put up a front.

“What, like a wedding?”, she laughs, and though he chuckles along, the thought of weddings didn’t really make her insides squirm, discomforted as much as it would in the past. Another thing that she would blame on the holier-than-thou Malleus Draconia, once she stopped falling for his warm, soft laughter over and over again.

[ecstarry]

i love petty and a bit obsessive james potter like yes he did just push someone to get to class first and sit next to regulus but what he doesn't know is that reg is the exact same just more discreet