#ravenclaw has claws

[iiboronii]

everyone BUCKLE IN i'm going to try drawing again for the first time in awhile

[meangirls-imagines]

Welcome to the Poly!Plasticsverse!

collab with: @yungpoetfics (my fav bubs in the world)

Regina George

@queenbgina/@callmereginald (she/her)

North Shore's Queen Bee

Soft for her girlfriends

The mom of the group

Basically a sugar mommy for her girls

Lifehack Geek

TikTok hater

Has rational fear of werewolves

Will fight a bitch

Victoria's Secret girly

Female rapper stan (Doja, Cardi, Megan, etc.)

Gryffindor

Lesbian

Gretchen Wieners

@thegretchenw/@greatgretsby (she/her/it (only if ur special))

The second mom of the group

Softest human

Loves playing with her girlfriends hair

#1 Twilight hater

Has a letterboxd account just to leave bad reviews

The level headed one usually, but will snap when she needs

Cuddly as fuck

Loves Fleur du Mal lingerie

Stubborn as Fuck

Wine drinker/expert

Loves vintage music (Elvis, Elton John, etc.)

Hufflepuff

Bisexual

Karen Shetty

@karebearz/@karensheetty (any pronouns)

Ambidextrous™️

Loves Spongebob

Plant Parent

Knows Britney Spears and Lady Gaga choreo

Kpop girly (Blackpink, BTS, etc.)

Lettering expert

Has Funko Pop collection

Squishmallow lover

Ravenclaw

Pansexual

Cady Heron

@cady_heron/@defnotcaddy (she/her)

The third mom of the group

Whispers when angry

Carries bandaids at all times

Always has snacks

Lactose Intolerant (but LOVES cheese)

Cries at Rom-Coms

LOVES hugs

Cannot handle spicy food

Sleeps with a teddy bear

Happy to be here

Friends with everyone's parents

Token vanilla of the group

Has diary (with a heart shaped lock)

Bisexual

Aaron Samuels

@aaronsammy/@atomicaaron (he/him) or (ho/mie)

1/3 of Terror Trio

Y/N's best friend

North Shore's resident Himbo

Will do anything if someone says "I dare you"

Impulsive buyer

Has one brain cell (shares it with Y/N)

Overuses 💪 emoji

Usually confused

1/2 Golden Retriever duo

Can skateboard

Uses Axe body spray

Co-founder of Stuntmares

Dreams of grabbing a teddy in a claw machine (bucket list item)

Ass man

Owns too many grey sweatpants

Kisses his homies (homiesexual)

Has never watched Harry Potter

Watches lifestyle coaches on YT

Can play the ukulele (really badly)

Loves Eminem and Harry Styles (would fuck Harry Styles)

Writes Larry Stylinson fanfics

Kissed Y/N once (regretted immediately)

Bisexual

Damian Hubbard

@hubbarddamian/@damianishubby (he/him/they)

Learned how to sew from Janis

Does drag and has a YT channel (Anita Dick)

Huge Adore Delano stan

Will fight anyone who hurts Janis

Doesn't like Rupaul as a person, but is a religious Drag Race fan

#1 Poly!Plastics fan

Has an 8 step skincare routine

Cameraman for Stuntmares

Earlybird

Lies about having curfew to go to sleep early

Ravenclaw

(Lowkey wishes he was a Slytherin bc it's the "cuntiest house"

Him and Karen watch The Bachelor

Fav movie is Dirty Dancing (did the lift with Janis)

Learned how to twerk from Y/N

Gay

Janis Imi'Ike

@janiisimiike/@imiikenough (she/they)

Secret Barbie girly(live action and animated movies)

Will go straight for Ryan Gosling

Feral chihuahua of the group

Hozier stan

HATES THE KARDASHIANS

Pain in Regina's ass

Anger Issues™️

Secretly loves Olivia Rodrigo

Mentally Ill friend

Emotional Drunk

Karaoke Queen

Tits girly

Leather Jacket lesbian

Getting piercings > therapy

Has a suit collection

Thrifter

Loves her friends

Dog person (secretly)

Quotes niche memes

Kinky af

Middle Child

Lesbian

Y/N Y/L/N (FC: Chrissy Costanza)

@thisbeyn/@reginaslefttit (she/he/they/it)

2/3 Terror Trio

2/2 Golden Retriever duo

Has matching fried egg tattoo with Aaron.

Co-Founder of Stuntmares

"Hi, I'm Y/N and welcome to Stuntmares" *jumps off roof into pool*

Cuts her own hair

Blooper Reel Queen

North Shore's resident stoner

AUDHD (autistic + ADHD)

Playlists range from Beethoven to ashnikko

"IT'S NOT A PHASE. IT'S A LIFESTYLE."

Demisexual

Plays electric guitar

Has slight speech impediment

Gremlin of the group

D&D Dungeon Master

ALWAYS falls asleep during movie night

Power Nap Addict™️

Insomniac

Monster Energy Drink Enthusiast (collects the cans)

Oddly good at Origami

Tweets everything she thinks

Has been banned from Fortnite and Roblox

Married to Gretchen on The Sims (regina and karen were sad)

Anger issues

✨Spicy✨ Latina (do not fuck with her people)

Matching rings with her gfs

Def had one night stand with Cady

Shane Oman

@shaneomann/@omantastic (he/him) or (dumb/hoe)

Loves Old School Rap (Biggie, Tupac, Snoop Dogg, etc.)

Hates Y/N at first but comes to love her like a sister.

Only person who can outsmoke Y/N.

Has a dropped truck with red LED lights under it.

Blasts music walking down the halls.

Always has the zoomies.

Orange cat friend.

Has elevator music playing in his head 24/7.

Challenged Damian to a dance off. (He lost. But he had girls simping over him)

Posts thirst traps on TikTok. (Regina's mom is his #1 follower)

Has a frying pan tattooed to match Aaron and Y/N.

Always on Stuntmares trying to create new world records.

Or eating a bunch of weird combos.

"Oman! Not again!" *proceeds to eat a marshmallow and spam sandwich*

Ralph Lauren man

Whenever the polycule argues, he's a "fuck this shit, I'm out" person.

Professional party crasher

Dine and Dash expert

Has nipple piercings (Aaron and Y/N dared him to get them)

Curses like a fucking sailor (Half of his lines on Stuntmares are just censor beeps)

Talks way too fast.

Knows Italian and Spanish (Him and Y/N talk shit in Spanish)

His ringtone for Aaron and Y/N is the remix of the Windows error sound

Loves t-shirts with offensive prints (Regina tries to make him dress normally)

Has gc with Aaron and Y/N called "Hoemies"

Would fuck Aaron

TICKLISH

Major gossip (Him and Gretchen meet once a week to talk shit)

[larluce]

Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU

@dsabian , @theplatanitosqueal , @stressed-but-chill , @gregre369 , @chaosofbelievers , @thelordofabsolutelynothing , @another-tblr-fangirl , @aceauthorcatqueen , @smileytrinity , @tiny-and-witchy , @wako-weirdo , @a-very-tired-ravenclaw , @schiwalkers-ineffability , @natsu2501malo , @dearfuturelyn , @thedollopheadofcamelot , @yougottobekittenme , @your-local-asylum-escapee , @theroundbartable

LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 (You're here), PART 11

⚠️WARNING!! ⚠️: This chapter explores Merlin's friendship with Claws and his perspective of the events when he died, so it will inevitably be sad :(

Merlin in his bird form shortly after Arthur rescued him and Gaius tended his broken wing. He's alone in Arthur's chambers, perched on the window.

Merlin: (with his wing bandaged and looking out the window, thinking) This human's nest has a beautiful view. Oh, how I miss flying.

Claws: (flies in, lands on the window and gives Merlin a dead bird) For you, mate 😊.

Merlin: I'm not a female 😒. And I don't need you to feed me. (Thinking) I already have my human for that.

Claws: I hunt well. I will provide well for our chicks, mate 🥰.

Merlin:  Do you realize how forward it is for you to call me "mate" when we haven't even mated?

Claws: Oh! Do you want to see my flying dance? 😃

Merlin: No, I don't wa-and he's already dancing 🤦‍♂️

Claws: (flying very high and plummeting several times before flying up again and doing an 8 in the sky)

Merlin: (sighs in bird) Well, at least it's not so bad.

Claws: (he lands on the window again) So? Shall we mate? 😏

Merlin: I must say, that's the most impressive flying dance I've ever seen.

Claws: 😃

Merlin: But I wouldn't mate with you even if you were the last bird on earth.

Claws: ☹️.

Merlin: (thinking) I hate being so cruel to them, but that's the only way they leave me alone. (Chirps) Go away.

Claws: (does not move)

Merlin: I rejected you, go away! 😡

Claws: Are you going to eat the prey?

Merlin: What?

Claws: The prey I brought you, will you eat it?

Merlin: I already told you, I don't need-

Claws: 🥺

Merlin: (sighs in bird) If I eat it, will you leave me alone?

Claws: Yes 😊.

Merlin: I'll eat it, but only because I don't like wasting food (starts eating the prey). Now go away.

Claws: Okay, mate. (flies away)

Merlin: I'm not…! Ugh, never mind. (Keeps eating his food)

….

Merlin perched on a tree branch, sad after discovering that he is not a real falcon, but a familiar, a creature of magic.

Claws: (arrives and perches on the branch too) Hello, mate 😄.

Merlin: (barely paying attention to him, still very down) Hello, Claws.

Claws: (worried) Are you okay?

Merlin: Hmm?

Claws: This time you didn't say "I'm not your mate", or "I'm not a female". What's wrong? Are you sick?

Merlin: That has never stopped you, has it? But no, I'm not sick, I'm just sad.

Claws: Why?

Merlin: I discovered I'm a monster.

Claws: You're not a monster. You are my mate 😊.

Merlin: Do you want me to prove it to you? (He lets himself fall from the branch)

Claws: (chirps screaming) Mate! 😨 (flies after Merlin)

Merlin: (takes his human form just before landing on his feet on the ground) See?

Claws: (flying around Merlin, frantic) Mate! 😨 Where is my mate? What did you do to my mate?! 😡 (Pecks Merlin and scratches him)

Merlin: Ow! Stop it! Claws, it's me! (Takes his bird form) See?

Claws: Mate! 😃 What happened? Where did you go?

Merlin: I never left. The human you saw is also me (takes human form again) See?

Claws: (flies around Merlin, frantic) Mate! 😨 Where is my mate? Give me back my mate! 😡 (Pecks Merlin)

Merlin: Ow! (sighs) This is going to be harder than I thought (but laughs genuinely for the first time since he found out he is a familiar)

...

The day Morgana gives Merlin his neckerchief.

Claws: (perches on Morgana's window with a prey in his claws)

Merlin: (in his human form, talking to Morgana and Arthur) She does have a point. (turns around and exclaims happily when he sees his friend) Claws! (Takes his bird form and flies to him) What are you doing here?

Claws: I brought you food.

Merlin: (laughs in bird) I can hunt my own food, you know?

Claws: I know, but I'm practicing.

Merlin: Practicing?

Claws: Brownie and I got a nest. Soon we will have our chicks. So I have to practice to feed them.

Merlin: That's wonderful! 🥰 Congratulations!

Claws: (looking at Arthur who is talking to Morgana on the other side of the room) Is that your human?

Merlin: Yes.

Claws: I don't think he likes me. He looks at me ugly.

Merlin: Oh, don't pay attention to him, that's just his face.

Claws: (still looking at Arthur) Your feathers are dirty. (Pecks Merlin's plumage).

Merlin: (laughs in bird) What are you doing? My feathers are more than clean.

Claws: (seeing that Arthur looks at him even more ugly) Oh, I get it now.

Merlin: What?

Claws: (points his prey) Are you going to eat it?

Merlin: You should give it to Brownie. It is her you have to prove you can provide for your chicks, not me.

Claws: Right... Yes, I'll do that. (grabs the prey with his claws and is about to take flight, but turns to Merlin) Are you coming? I want to show you the nest Brownie and I found. In the way, you can help me convince her to give names to our 10 chicks. She still doesn't quite understand how names work.

Merlin: (mocks in bird) You think you're going to have 10 chicks in your first nest? You hold yourself in very high esteem.

Claws: Are you coming?

Merlin: Wait a minute (flies to Arthur and Morgana and takes human form) Claws wants to show me his nest!

…

Merlin going to visit Brownie after Claws' death.

Brownie: (crying in bird) How did he die? 🥺😭

Merlin: (wanting to cry too, but staying strong for Brownie) He was hunted by a human hunter. (Sighs in bird) I'm so sorry, Brownie.

Brownie: You should! 😡 This is your fault!

Merlin: What? 😧

Brownie: My mate insisted on flying around human territory because you were there! I told him this would happen if he kept flying that area! Humans are evil by nature!

Merlin: Humans hunt to eat. Us too. Why are they the only ones who are evil? Because they hunt birds? We do it too!

Brownie: And you defend them! You defend my mate's killers!

Merlin: You are hurt. I understand and I'm sorry. I will leave you alone. (He turns to take flight)

Brownie: You think I don't know you interact with those monsters? You say they are not very different from us, but they don't just kill to eat. They kill for fun, they also kill each other for no reason. That's how they are.

Merlin: Not all of them are like that (thinking) Arthur isn't like that. (Chirps) But even if that were the case, I think that just proves it.

Brownie: Proves what?

Merlin: That we are all animals (sighs in bird) When I return I will bring you prey.

Brownie: I don't want anything from you! 😡

Merlin: Goodbye, Brownie (he flies away).

…

Merlin in his way to the castle spots Arthur and Morgana outside, so he approaches to tell them that he has returned early, but before he can make his presence known…

Morgana: (yells angrily at Arthur) Don't "hi" me. You killed Claws! You murderer!

Merlin: (shocked, hides in a nearby tree) What…?

Arthur: (shouts back) You're talking like I've just killed a person. He was just a bird.

Morgana: He was not just a bird to Merlin and you know it! Did you think about how devastated he would feel?

Merlin: (Keeps listening to the conversation, increasingly horrified, but he is too petrified in his place, not knowing what to do or what to think)

Morgana and Arthur: (enter the castle)

Merlin: (destroyed, to himself) Arthur… Arthur killed Claws.

...

At Claws' funeral.

Merlin: (To Arthur) Anyways, I need to go now. (Thinking) I need space from you. (Says) Brownie needs me to hunt her food since she's incubating her eggs still and can't leave her nest. (Thinking) Because you killed his mate. You killed my friend.

Arthur: (guilty) Right, send her my condolences.

Merlin: (thinking) Are you really sorry? Then why did you do it? Morgana said it was because of jealousy. Did you do it for me? Was it my fault? Brownie says you are a monster, that you are evil. You killed my friend and that's evil... but I can't hate you, why can't I hate you? (Without being able to say goodbye, he just kisses Arthur's cheek, takes his bird form and leaves)

…

Merlin: (thinking while flying to Brownie's place) Humans are animals that feed on other animals. They also hunt, they also kill. There are animals that kill when they feel threatened too. Arthur... Arthur is not evil, he acted on instinct, didn't he? He is not evil. He killed Claws, but he also took care of me when I broke my wing, he protects me and protects Morgana, he loves me even though I'm not... He's not a monster, he's not... He's not evil... Right?

Brownie: (chirping in pain in the distance)

Merlin: (coming out of his thoughts) Brownie?

Peregrine falcon: (chirps furiously in the distance too)

Merlin: (worried) Brownie! 😨 (flies faster)

…

Merlin: (finishes killing the Falcon that was attacking Brownie)

Brownie: (dying on the ground) Merlin?

Merlin: Brownie! (flies to her) Don't worry, I'll cure you. You'll be fine. (Thinking) Shit, there's a lot of blood. (He tries to heal her with magic, but it's difficult in his bird form and he's always been bad at healing magic, plus Brownie's injuries are too serious) Damn it!

Brownie: My nest.

Merlin: It's save. He didn't touch it. The eggs are save.

Brownie: Take care of my nest.

Merlin: (chirp crying) No, you're going to be fine! (tries to heal her again)

Brownie: That's what Claws would have wanted.

Merlin: ... What?

Brownie: He always wanted to have a nest with you. (closes her eyes)

Merlin: Brownie? (Chirps in pain) Brownie!

…

When Arthur finds Merlin with the nest.

Arthur: (carefully lowering the nest with the eggs and Merlin from the tree) Done. (Orders one of the knights) Carry the corpse of the female merlin. I want it intact in my chambers, don't you dare cook it.

Knight 1: Yes, sire (picks up Brownie)

Knight 2: Do you want me to carry the nest for you, si- (makes gestures to take the nest)

Merlin: (Chirps, furious) NO! 😡

Knight 2: (Steps back, scared)

Arthur: I'd better do it, Sir Bedivere.

Knight 1: How are you going to carry it, sire? You won't be able to go on horseback carrying that.

Arthur: I'll walk. You can take my horse and go ahead.

Knight 2: But-

Arthur: That's an order! And not a word of this to my father. Understood?

Knights: Yes, sire. (They leave)

Arthur: (stroking Merlin as he checks him, concerned) Are you alright? Did that falcon hurt you?

Merlin: (shakes his head)

Arthur: (relieved) I'm glad. (looks at the spot Brownie was found, apprehensive expression on his face) That was Brownie, wasn't she? (Points to the nest) And these are...

Merlin: (nods, sad)

Arthur: (his heart hurting for Merlin) I'm so sorry, Merlin. (pulls him close in a comforting hug as carefully as he can still holding the nest) I'm really sorry. (his eyes water)

Merlin: (Chirps) I believe you. And I forgive you.

...

Merlin may have forgiven Arthur but I will never! And I'm the fucking author! 😡 Claws! 😭 You deserved better 🤧. #justiceforclaws

I swear I cried while writing this. I apologize if I made you cry too, but I think it was necessary to see this side of the story.

[solivagant242]

losing you pt. 6

remus lupin x f!reader

warnings: strong angst, losing a relationship, minor swearing (?)

pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3 pt. 4 pt. 5

amberly is used as the MC here since i used to write a lot of fanfics with her, but feel free to self-insert or use whatever name you’d like <3

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The door opens, letting in tendrils of night air.

It’s not loud or particularly abrupt, but it still makes Remus jolt up from his spot on the couch, clawing his hair back as anticipation mixed with desperation pool at the pit of his stomach. He stands, trying to peer around the corner as guilt begins twinging in his mind.

Amberly has come into the kitchen. She’s carrying a paper bag filled with various foil-covered dishes, which she begins unpacking onto the table. She closes the door, waving to someone on the other side- James? Lily? The question is settled a minute later as Remus catches sight of James’ battered red minivan pulling out the driveway.

He can’t see Amberly’s face.

Her movements are exactly the same as usual- calm, unhurried, entirely peaceful.

He swallows hard. He’s not sure what he expected at all, to be honest- maybe tears, since she’s never been able to cope very well with them fighting. Maybe an angry text, a long string of sentences cobbling together the hurt he knew she had to be feeling (another message for you to ignore or send back one word, whispers his mind).

But there’s nothing, and somehow that’s scarier than all of them put together.

He steps out of the living room.

“Oh! Hey, Moony,” says Amberly, looking up. “Did you take your meds last night?”

Normal, utterly normal, but why can he sense that something, he doesn’t know what, is missing painfully from her voice, words, manner, everything?

“Um. Yeah,” he replies, looking at the floor. Truth be told, he can’t even remember if he did or not- he fell asleep at eleven with his phone next to his cheek, praying desperately that he’d wake up with that little Amberly <3 notification on the lock screen.

He hadn’t gotten a single one.

She nods calmly, brushing past him (not stopping to grab a kiss like she always does) to grab a dish from the cupboard. “Would you like some pasta? Lily made us this giant lasagna. I can cut you a slice.”

Remus stands frozen in place. “Sure. Yeah. That would be great.” His voice doesn’t even sound like his own, and he peers at Amberly beneath his eyelids as he tries to decipher what exactly the hell is going on.

He can’t tell a single thing. He who used to be able to read the Ravenclaw like a page in so many of his books is at sea, adrift in waves of guilt and fear as he tries to pick up on something, anything, that would tell him if she was mad or upset or-

Amberly places a warm plate of lasagna in his hand, passing him a fork. “Enjoy.”

“Don’t you want any?” he asks, turning pathetically to catch her as she exits the kitchen. That lump is swelling up in his throat again- where are you going, don’t leave me, please don’t leave me, I’ll be so lost without you-

She looks back, brown eyes wide and polite. “No, thanks though. I’m not all that hungry.”

Amberly vanishes into the hallway and Remus is left standing in the kitchen staring at his pasta as it congeals into a lukewarm, cheesy lump on his plate.

[minnielvrr]

Skz at Hogwarts- Part 1

Lee: Seungmin Ler: Han Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: kinda intense tickles for Minnie~🤭😋hope you enjoy!🥰💞

Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae, @reginald-stay09, @jungwon-is-the-one

Thinking about how Skz would be at Hogwarts. Chan and Seungmin in Slytherin, Lino, Hyunjin, Changbin and Han in Gryffindor, Innie in Ravenclaw and Felix in Hufflepuff.

The reunion of childhood friends should have been a warm, nostalgic moment, but for Chan and Seungmin, it became an opportunity for mischief.

The pair took every chance to use their Slytherin cunning to annoy the rest of the group.

Just minor inconveniences, turning their stationary into bugs (that one always had Han and Hyunjin screeching in the middle of the night).

He enchanted Changbin’s mirror so it would distort his figure into all manner of funny poses —one moment Binnie's head would be the size of a pumpkin, the next, his legs stretched like vines.

Turned Jeongin’s hair a hideous shade of pink for a whole week (it had infuriated the youngest).

And gave Minho cat ears for a day (he threatened to hex Seungmin if he didn’t get it off him). The list was endless. And he'd kept this up for a whole semester.

But eventually it came to bite him in the ass when Han and Hyunjin, stumbled upon a rather...unique spell book on one of their excursions around the castle.

They brought it back to the Gryffindor common room and the four poured over it.

There were all sorts of spells for all manner of purposes but a couple of them were much more interesting than the rest.

Smug smiles bloomed on their faces. After 6 months of being basically terrorized (not really), they could taste the sweet taste of revenge on the tip of their tongue.

"Anyone know if the puppy's ticklish?" Hyunjin's eager voice sparked a heated debate, with the group exchanging playful theories about Seungmin’s sensitivity, but eventually, the debate ended with one clear decision: they'd take turns, and Han, ever eager for mischief, would go first.

“Minnie’s been far too bold with his pranks recently. I say we go all out on him, teach him not to mess with us!” Han proposed.

Hyunjin was grinning at how easily the tables had turned. "I want to see him squeal. I’m betting he’ll beg within two minutes."

Han laughed at that. “Two? No way, you’re being too generous. All I need to do is to find his death spot. I know he has one.”

With the plan set and excitement bubbling, Han’s gaze turned mischievous. He wasted no time, his eyes glinting as he set off to find his unsuspecting target.

Feigning nonchalance, he approached Seungmin with a casual air. "Hey Minnie, Lix just baked a new batch of brownies. Everyone’s in our common room, come on!”

Seungmin, always eager for Lixie's treats, didn’t suspect a thing. He bounded towards the Gryffindor common room, oblivious to the setup awaiting him.

As the puppy entered, a devious grin spread across Han’s face. The moment the door closed behind Seungmin; Han’s intentions were clear.

He watched in amusement as Seungmin’s excitement turn into wide-eyed surprise. The room being empty short for the two of them.

“H-Han where’s everyone else? You—NO!” He yelped when Han swished his wand, making Seungmin’s wand fly out of his hands and his knees to buckle until he collapsed on the floor in a heap.

And then there were scribbling hands and nails clawing all over his sensitive spots, sending little shockwaves that had the little prankster squealing.

“Whahahaht ahahare youhu dohohohing?! Nahahahaha whyhyhy mehehe?”

A sadistic smile lit up Han's face, as Seungmin’s bright giggles quickly filled the room as Han expertly worked his wand, making the cheeky little puppy writhe and beg through hysterical laughter.

He mentally cursed himself for not seeing through Han’s trap.

“Coochie coochie coo Seungminie~” Han teased, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. “What's wrong? Can’t think of anything smart to say?”

Seungmin let out a breathless, wheezing laugh, managing to choke out between fits of giggles: "I... Ihihi'll geHEHET yohuu... back for... thiHIHIs!"

Han’s smirk grew wider and he directed his wand to the younger’s navel. Seungmin’s hands flew to his belly, fingers twitching helplessly as if trying to grasp the phantom feathers.

His legs kicked wildly, shoes thudding against the wooden floor, eyes watering and a wide smile painting his flushed cheeks.

It felt like dozens of phantom feathers were sweeping over his skin, tracing his ribs, swirling around his belly button, making him squirm helplessly.

The harder he fought, the more intense the tickling grew, as if the magic was reading his resistance.

“Hahahahahahan hyuhuhuhung nohohoho noHOT THEHEHEHERE!! SHIHIT!”

Han's eyes lit up with fascination as he guided the wand, watching the way Seungmin's body jerked and writhed under the spell.

The closer he pointed toward Seungmin’s belly, the more frenzied the laughter became.

To test this theory, Han pointed the wand at the puppy's sides, observing the way his laughter died down to bubbly giggles.

Han’s grin widened. ‘Interesting...’ he muttered to himself, inching the wand closer to Seungmin’s navel, eager to see just how much more the younger boy could take.

It was as though every nerve in his body was on fire, sending him into fits of frantic, uncontrollable giggles.

Han couldn’t help but smirk, relishing every breathless laugh that escaped Seungmin.

He marveled at how effective the spell was, mentally filing away its details for future pranks.

Maybe he’d use it on Minho next time—or better yet, use it with a levitation spell and watch Hyunjin float helplessly, laughing his head off mid-air. The thought almost made him laugh out loud.

“gohohohods thihis ihis tohohorture ahAHAHAHA!! Hannihihie! hyuhuhung! nohohoHOH—AHH!!”

A burning curiosity propelled Han to point his wand around where he assumed the puppy like boy's navel was. He was immediately rewarded with the loudest laughter he'd heard yet.

It felt like Minho’s electric toothbrush had come to life, buzzing mercilessly around his navel, it wasn't a feeling he'd experienced in years.

No matter how tightly Seungmin clamped his hands over the spot, the relentless ticklish sensations seemed to slip right through, making him writhe and scream with laughter.

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE PLEHEASE HAN I CAHAHAHAN'T AHAHAHAHAHA FAHAHAHA—"

Seungmin went ballistic, scream laughs echoing off the walls as his flailing grew weaker and more desperate.

"Should have considered that when you decided to pester me all semester hm? What, you aren't even gonna apologize to me yet you expect mercy?"

The poor boy couldn't even form words at this point, fragments of speech getting jumbled amongst long bouts of laughter. Seeing how desperate he was, Han decided to slow down.

He moved the top of the wand over to the boy’s neck, watching in fascination as the first tears escaped.

As Seungmin lay writhing on the floor, Han’s relentless tickling spell leaving him in a fit of helpless laughter, the door to the Gryffindor common room creaked open.

Changbin, drawn by the sounds of the chaos, peeked his head in. A slow grin spread across his face as he took in the scene: Seungmin’s desperate kicks, flushed face, and the bright squeals escaping his lips.

"Ah, Seungmin-ah, you look like you're having so much fun," Changbin drawled, stepping fully into the room and leaning against the wall.

His smirk grew as Seungmin glared weakly at him through watery eyes. "Maybe we should invite Professor McGonagall to watch."

"NO! Ahahahare youhu ihihinsAHAHAne?! GeHEHEt lohohost, youhUHU IDIHIHIOT!!" Seungmin cried, his voice strained with laughter, his legs still kicking helplessly as Han’s spell refused to relent.

The tickles came about in waves as the older toyed with him, twirling his wand lazily, almost as though he were bored.

Hyunjin followed behind Changbin, arms crossed and shaking his head in mock pity.

"We should have recorded this," he taunted, chuckling as he observed Seungmin’s feeble attempts to fend off Han’s magic. "Puppy’s first Hogwarts meltdown."

"ShuHUHUhut... HAHAHAHA... uhup!" Seungmin wheezed between giggles, but the boys only laughed harder.

Dissolving into incoherence, his laughter ringing through the Gryffindor common room.

“ahaHAHAHAHA SAHAHA—sorry iHI’M soHOHOrry!! nahAHAHAHA PLEHEASE!!”

“Sorry won’t cut it Seungmin-ah. I want to see you suffer~” Han flicked the wand, upping the intensity of the tickles, relishing in the way Minnie’s body shook with laughter.

He couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if they all cast the same magic on the pup, seeing how much his single spell was already affecting him...maybe the boy actually wouldn't survive. It would probably be torture.

Not entirely undeserving though it might cross some lines. So, for now, it was off the table.

Instead, he turned his attention back to the cackling mess on the floor, reveling in the teary pleas he got and after 20 straight minutes of it, he let up.

Seungmin slumped to the floor, his body trembling from the lingering ticklish sensations.

Gasping for air, he shot a weak, watery glare at Han, cheeks burning red from embarrassment.

The sight pulled a genuine laugh out of Han. Seungmin looked adorable like this; messy hair, crooked glasses, flushed cheeks and nothing sarcastic to say for once.

“What’re you laughing at?” Seungmin grumbled, his voice cracking embarrassingly, which only made him blush harder.

Han only laughed louder at that, moving to help him up and fetch some water. "Here, drink this. It'll make your throat feel better."

Seungmin reluctantly accepted the bottle, a sulky 'thanks' leaving his lips as he turned away from Han.

"Wow you are crazy sensitive. I tried this spell on a friend of mine (poor unwilling Minho) but even he didn't laugh as loud as you did. Must be a special talent of yours."

Seungmin choked at the words, folding over as coughs wracked his body. "Shut the hell up!" He yelled, throwing the now empty bottle at Han before picking up his wand and running off, leaving the older smirking after him.

Han had already cast a tiny spell on him, and as Seungmin stumbled and wiggled down the hallway, he couldn’t help the sudden bursts of laughter that escaped.

His legs buckled mid-step, sending him tripping and giggling as he shot Han a glare over his shoulder, the sound of his helpless giggles echoing down the hallway.

‘I hate you’ mouthed, eyes widening when Han quirked a brow and raised his wand again. Seungmin poked his tongue out, his frown dissolving into a smile as another burst set of at his neck.

All day long, the spell kept Minnie on edge, sending bursts of ticklish sensations at the worst possible moments, ensuring Seungmin’s day was filled with giggles—much to Han’s (and the other victims of Seungmin’s) amusement.

Suddenly their shared classes didn’t seem all that bad—especially when Seungmin had to read aloud in Charms class.

The professor, oblivious to the subtle flicks of Han’s wand, watched in confusion as Seungmin’s voice wavered between his words, muted squeals mixing with his words as his body wriggled uncontrollably.

The classroom erupted in laughter as the poor puppy tried, and failed, to hide his giggles while attempting  the simplest spell.

Even Hyunjin, who had initially been on the fence about the spell, couldn’t suppress his grin as Seungmin let out another helpless shriek.

"This is better than Quidditch," he muttered, earning a snort from Changbin.

[pxrty-crxsher]

He never knew when to stop. Florean was a giver. Students knew when they were upset, he would be there for them. And give out free ice cream. He’d constantly take care of other’s, putting their needs before his own. He didn’t think he had many needs, anyways.

Sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, bouncing his leg and trying to get his work done. But he just couldn’t concentrate. He needed to write a paper on… Oh Merlin knows what the herb was. He couldn’t even remember, and he was already a paragraph in his homework. Florean was a smart boy, one of the top of his class next to the boyfriend, August, and hardly ever had trouble with his homework. Normally, he’d get it done quicker than it was handed out.

But he just couldn’t.

“What’s wrong, love?” August asked, walking over to the boy sitting on the couch, putting his arm on the back of the couch, looking at his shorter boyfriend’s homework assignment. “Oh is that the unicorn hair assignment?” It wasn’t even a fucking herb he was writing on. “You’re looking in the herb section..it will be in..” he hummed, flipping through the pages of the text book, “magical creatures hair, feathers and claws.”

Florean lifted his fingers up to rub the bridge of his nose, looking to the clock on the wall and sighing as the time read 6:43. He’d been looking at his assignment for more than hour and had hardly gotten much done. “I’m fine..” he whispered, balling up his parchment and starting a new one, where he’d actually know the ingredient. “I just..can’t focus very well..”

August knew something was wrong..he was wonderful in potions class. “What’s on your mind?” He said, reaching his hand up and running his fingers through his boyfriend’s curly brown hair which sprouted from his caramel colored skin.

“It’s nothing I- I just need to..”

“Florean..” August murmured, “you can’t just disregard your own feelings… if you can’t concentrate..” he said, reaching over and pushing the assignment away. “then let’s talk about it..you matter just as much as anyone else. And even more to me.”

“I got a letter..from my father this morning.. my mother has fallen ill.. and-“

August hated to see him like this, and he’d been keeping it inside all day. He held his arms out for him and gave him a gentle hug, “you have two more days to do this assignment..let’s just go back to the dorm. Yeah? We’ll talk about it in bed. Just let me take care of you…you do so much for other’s..you deserve a break.”

“Okay..” Florean said, taking a gentle sigh out his nose, feeling a little weight lift off his shoulders. “Thank you..” he murmured, standing up and leaning into him to head to the dorm.

“That’s just what I’m here for. No need to thank..” he whispered, pressing a lingering kiss to his forehead, lacing his fingers to hold his boyfriend’s hand and leading him up the steps to Floreans dorm. “After you let it all out..let’s get ice cream..”

“I love ice cream.”

“I know, love.”

( @yourlocalbadgerscales requested ship! We should figure out a ship name! Maybe something like florist? Because Flor(ean) - (Aug)ust

[anshares]

Another continuation art from my Cat AU from renheng week

Full plot below the cut

Ren - Slytherin House

Dan Heng - RavenClaw House

Ren and Dan Heng are both wizards but they are exes, Ren’s next class is potions which was DH last class and he stayed behind because he is still doing his extracurricular homework but Ren doesn't know that his ex is there so when he opens the door He accidentally bumped into him.

Meanwhile, Dan Heng who just finished making his special assignment potion accidentally spilled it all on Ren and it turned him into a cat. Both were shocked about the turn of events and just stared at each other for a while letting it all sink in.

They haven't met again since their break up half a year ago so this was unexpected, now Ren is giving off ominous vibes and is very angry that he got turned into a cat BY HIS EX but it's not his fault it wasn't as if he knew he would be there!

But now he is stuck as a cat. Dan heng better turn him back or else! DH apologized for the accident and said that he’ll take responsibility and turn him back to normal but all said reluctantly because he doesn't really wanna be around him after their bad break up months ago but the sooner he fixes this the sooner they go back to their separate ways.

So he goes back to the common room/lobby with Ren in tow. When his friends see Ren they all coo at him, the twins try to touch him but got clawed and March took a lot of pics (Ren hates every minute of it)

"Ommgggg he is so chonky i could squish the lil guy!!"

" hey dh did you get a familiar??"

" does the cat have a name?"

"Sesame...."

Ren: *bombastic side eye*

No way DH will tell them that the very cat was his ex that he cried over 6 months ago but they don't need to know that) so he just speed walks afterwards to his room where he will try to come up with a plan. Ren stays a cat for quite a while (a few weeks) and is being a general menace like how cats are, he is especially hostile to DH other roommates (he isn't jealous of them esp caelus, definitely not! whatever DH does afterwards isnt any of his concern they are already over but he almost clawed their eyes out tho when they try to pick him up for cuddles or selfie)

Ren is super annoyed that everyone flirts with DH altho DH doesn't notice it so Ren just attacks them suddenly. DH stops him everytime and confused what his problem is so you'll see a cat in the corner with glowing menacing eyes no one gets close to dh now except his friends ever since he got a familiar

While DH was pulling an all nighter for reversal potion and Ren was sleeping on the table where DH works. DH unconsciously pets Ren like how he did back when they were together just like how Ren likes it. Ren starts purring and leans to DH touch.

Ren opens his eyes to see DH soft smile but then he wakes up fully hisses at DH and goes to a random corner away from DH but Ren was so conflicted on why it felt good and just sulks in the corner but then over time he finally goes to DH lap for some pets but be giving off the “hmph it's not like I'm asking for pets or anything it's just warm here” and he enjoys it a lot and even falls asleep on dh lap everytime (he doesn't want to admit it but he misses DH too, he doesn't even remember why they broke up in the first place)

During his stay with DH he also overhears DH friends talk about him like how they are happy that DH is doing well now after the break up incident half a year ago and how he locked himself in his room then.

 DH seemed happier now, basically Ren finds out that he wasn't the only one affected over their break up since he only saw DH's stoic expression so he thought that DH didn't care. On the contrary he cares A LOT he just has a bad habit of bottling his emotions.

There's also one thing he is bothered about, he knows that DH is a vidyahara, one of the legendary dragon races its quite rare to see one in person and most are in hiding.

He noticed that DH doesn't let out his true form in front of his friends, he knows how uncomfortable it is to hide all his other features DH told him that when they were still together but now he is in his human disguise 24/7.

Ren wants to know how long this has been going cuz that must've been uncomfortable. Apparently the transformation potion that DH was making was for himself (he just calls it special assignment so that no one except the teacher know)

He is not very comfortable in telling people what he actually is especially since vidyadharas are still looked at with disdain due to what his ancestor did a few thousand years ago. So Ren jumped to DH shoulders and pawed at DH earrings

DH knew that he is asking on why he is hiding his form even at his own home. Its DH closely guarded secret and even if he thinks of them as family he doesn't know how they'll react to it especially with his race’s bad rep.

He doesn't want to ruin their friendship and he tells Ren not to worry he got used to it now and not as painful as before. Ren realizes that DH trusts him enough to let him know and be out in full form whenever he is in Ren’s home. Ren was guilty that the one DH trusts the most, trusts enough to be in his true self is also the one who broke his heart.

He tries to apologize by cuddling and stares at him that he didn't need to hide it in front of him so DH lets the dragon form out and they cuddle to sleep.

DH made several potions to try on Ren but all it did was either make him floofier or lengthen his claws so they have no choice but to consult professor Kafka so DH told the her about the contents of the potion and other details while Ren just chills in DH's shoulder so they find out that they just have to wait for the potion to wear off and basing from what DH said, it should wear off a few days from now!

Kafka also jokingly says that  DH could just kiss him to turn him back into a human. Ren hissed and DH refused, saying it'll be awkward so they went back to DH apartment. Since it'll be off in a few days they just spend the day like normal and while DH was sleeping on the couch since the all nighters are catching up to him.

Ren licks his face (cuz DH is too adorable he couldn't resist and his way of thanking him) DH half awake just cuddles Ren and kisses him and POOF Ren is back to human and naked. Both of them are blushing like crazy and DH roommates walked in on that scene 

March, caelus, stelle: .....

Ren and dh:...... *blushing like crazy*

Stelle: errr you know this is a public place right...?

Caelus: *slowly closing the door* aight! Well leave you guys sorry for disturbing whatever it is you are gonna do!! Byyyeee!!!

Anyway once ren is all decent he called back his roommates and explained stuff but both ren and DH has to address the elephant in the room on where do they go from here do they go back to being strangers or talk it out and see where it goes so they decided to have their long overdue talk and found out that both are miserable without each other and that they still do love each other or how they missed each other’s presence, so in the end they got back together.

Bonus:

- ren turned back to human not because of the kiss its because the potion wore off at that exact time

- sure he is back to human but he is still has cat ears and tail for another month

- ren still retains cat like tendecies whenever he and dh cuddle/kiss his tail wags and his ears twitch. Dh thinks its adorable

-THE END-

[thistuesdaynight]

Someone to Care

Jegulily minific

Autistic James has a shutdown and is comforted by his boyfriend and girlfriend.

tw: self injurious thoughts, autistic shutdown, dissociation

The Gryffindor common room was packed. It was filled to the brim with sweaty, excited bodies, languid with liquor, and alight with victory. The Quidditch team had won their fifth game in a row this season, and everyone had thought it the perfect occasion for celebration.

Normally, James would agree with them, but right now, he was drowning.

James took in a deep lungful of air, trying to calm himself, but he regretted it immediately. The air was stale and sour with sweat and breath. It seemed that everyone in the bloody school had come to celebrate with them, save for the Ravenclaw team who'd lost that day. James could feel the swirling tendrils of energy building in his chest, clawing at his insides and begging to escape.

He wanted to scream. He wanted to run, and throw things, and smash everything in sight. He wanted to destroy and ruin. He wanted to hit something. He wanted to hit himself. God, he wanted to hit himself. Just a little punch to his head or his thigh. Maybe bang his head against the wall while he was at it.

Anything to stop feeling like this.

He was ready to crawl out of his skin because the music at this party was too loud, and everyone kept talking to him. How 'bout that win, Potter? And Great game! And Where'd you learn that trick you did in the last quarter? He had to smile and nod and engage in conversation all the while pretending that the flashing lights weren't hurting his eyes, and the music wasn't pulverizing his brain, and the unbearable heat of the common room wasn't suffocating him.

But he couldn't react. People didn't like it. They didn't like it when he complained or cried. They would just call him an attention seeking prat like always.

"Alright, James?" Frank frowned at him, looking at him strangely.

They were mid-conversation and James couldn't keep still. The intense energy in his body continued to grow, and James just nodded his head, trying his best to look like he was still listening to whatever Frank was saying.

But James' breathing was going wonky, and he could feel his hands starting to shake, so he shoved them in his pockets. He wanted to sink to the floor and sob. He wanted to shout for everyone to shut up for one bloody second.

But he was the optimist, the ray of sunshine. People depended on him to look at the glass half full. James had to be okay because he was always supposed to be okay. Right?

The awful pressure increased to a level that James feared he wouldn't be able to contain. The buzzing energy climbed up his chest and into his throat, tearing him apart. Just when he was positive he would burst, a dizzying fog washed over his brain, making his entire body go weak.

He needed to sit down. He needed to sit down right now, or he would collapse. James felt distant remorse for leaving a confused and annoyed Frank behind mid-conversation, but he was too weak and too far away in his brain to fully care.

James collapsed into an armchair, staring unseeingly down at the floor, feeling like he would never move again for the rest of his life. His body was leaden, an anchor at the bottom of the ocean.

People kept walking past, patting his shoulder and asking if he was okay, but he could only shake a half-hearted thumbs up in their direction. He wanted to tell everyone that no, he was not okay. He felt like he was drowning, dying, trapped in his mind, subjected to the continued torture of the heat and the lights and the noise.

But he couldn't speak. Just the thought of producing words was exhausting. He wanted to tell everyone to just stop talking to him and leave him alone, because their voices hurt. Why did everyone have to speak so loudly? But when he tried to talk, pain wrapped around his heart and squeezed, as if he would die if he uttered a single word, so he gave up on that altogether.

Soon, people assumed he was being an attention seeking prat yet again and left him be. They muttered under their breath about how dramatic James was. But how could he be looking for attention when all he wanted was to be alone?

He didn't know how long he sat there wishing for this nightmare to end, when he felt two cold hands gripping tightly to his wrists. The touch was immediately calming because it was firm with decisive pressure, and cool enough to take away the edge of his feverish skin.

"I'm going to get you out of here, okay?" A soft voice intoned. "Lily's gone to make sure the room is ready for you."

Regulus.

Regulus was here, and he was going to be okay.

James wanted to sink into Regulus' arms and his grounding touch, but he still couldn't move. So, he simply hoped the boy knew how grateful he was. Regulus muttered something under his breath, and an invisible barrier descended around them. A personal silencing charm just around James' armchair.

James felt such relief at the quiet, that a tear escaped from his eye and rolled down his cheek.

"I know, mon soleil," Regulus tutted. His boyfriend wiped his tear away with a firm hand and pressed his palm against James' face. If James could have leaned into the touch, he would have.

James heard rather than saw Lily join them. The task of processing his surroundings was too great, so he couldn't look up at her, unable to move his gaze from the spot on the floor.

"Everything's ready, Jamie," Lily murmured, careful not to disturb the silence. His boyfriend and his girlfriend always knew what to do when he got like this.

"Can you stand?"

James gave a jerky nod. Regulus and Lily supported either side of him and helped him shuffle towards the stairs. He must have looked in a right state, having to be pulled along like that. The world was still too far away for him to notice, but he heard his two partners dismissing everyone's concerns.

With their help, James stumbled up the stairs to his dorm. Sirius, Peter, and Remus were still partying, so it was quiet, especially with Lily's silencing charm keeping out the raucous noises of the party.

Lily had dimmed the lights, casting the room in a gentle glow. The tension in his shoulders unraveled slightly. Lily had set up silencing charms round his bed too, so he wouldn't have to hear his mates stumbling in later that night. She'd also put up his favorite galaxy charm above his bed. She knew it calmed him to watch the swirling stars.

Regulus laid down first on the bed, dragging James into the cradle of his arms and legs. Then, Lily laid directly on top of him, Regulus wrapping his arms around them both and squeezing tight. James instantly relaxed, feeling buoyed and supported by the steady pressure of them.

They laid there for some time, allowing James' mind to quiet and the clawing energy in his body to settle. Lily ran her fingers through Regulus' hair, while pressing firm kisses to James' collarbone, while Regulus held tightly to both of them, fingers stroking Lily's side.

Finally, James began to come out of it. He still couldn't speak, but he could move easier and at least make noises. And the first noise out of his mouth was a sob.

Lily and Regulus sat up, knowing that James could handle a gentler touch now. They ran soothing hands over him, brushing his hair back from his face and stroking his tear streaked cheeks.

"Baby, it's okay," Lily murmured, wiping his tears away. "We've got you. Let it out."

And James cried harder, glad to have the permission to let go. Regulus dragged his nails up and down James' back, whispering soothing words in French. Even though James didn't understand, Regulus knew that he liked hearing him speak French anyway. Lily peppered kisses over his face and ran her hands through his hair, and he knew he was safe.

But James still had an urge to hit. He could hit himself. Just a little. Just to make himself feel better. He raised his hand to smack the side of his head, but Lily and Regulus pushed his hand away.

"No, mon soleil. Not that."

"We don't want you hurting yourself, Jamie."

He cried in protest, but they guided him to punch the mattress, which he did until he felt better. James punched the bed and cried, loud and ugly, all the discomfort he'd felt for the past few hours bubbling to the surface.

Slowly, he calmed, sobs subsiding into little whimpers, and his partners held him through it. After, he felt exhausted and boneless, all the energy and stress zapped from him. Lily and Regulus laid him back onto the pillows, snuggling close.

James tucked his nose into Lily's throat, breathing in the scent of her, and Regulus curled around his back. He blinked up at the galaxy swirling above them, feeling safe and supported by the two people he loved.

He couldn't speak now, but in the morning, James would thank them. He would tell Regulus and Lily how much he loved them and how much he appreciated them for helping him through this. He knew they would wave away his gratitude, but James felt it overtake his heart. He knew how lucky he was to have people to take care of him. He sighed, and his eyes fluttered, growing closer to sleep.

He loved Regulus and Lily. And he was so grateful to have them.

[lunas-side-anime-blog]

Modern College Student/BF Armin Arlert Headcanons

(rewatching aot and damn I forgot how much I love armin.  someone pls put me onto some good armin fan fiction?  this boy doesn’t get anough attention honestly, lemme know if you guys want me to do anyone else, im thinking eren next?)

Pre law student

I think in the modern world, Armin would only look at his love for the ocean and nature as hobbies.  When it comes to investing in his education and making money to support himself and his family, he’d go into a major he’s good at just to be safe.  And that’s persuasive arguments, crazy attention to detail and maybe a little manipulation for the greater good so yeah…lawyer it is 🙂

Currently focusing on political science for his BA before law school

Shares a small apartment with Eren and Mikasa cuz they all looked at dorm life and were collectively like “yea, fuck that”

Armin and Mikasa are up first every morning, and they usually share a lil breakfast together before deciding which one should dare try to drag Eren out of bed

Has the best color-coded notes, the type of student to type into the chats links to resources he found helpful when doing the homework, pulls thru with the quizlet right before quizzes

Heavy on that study beats, listens to it even when not studying

Has canva pro and no you cannot use it 🫶🏻

Strict study schedule but he doesn’t go overboard like other honor kids.  He gives himself plenty of breaks and plans his workload so he can enjoy his weekends bc he knows he’ll be useless all burnout 

His Starbucks order is an iced brown sugar oat milk shaken espresso, sometimes with a blueberry muffin, boy likes his sweets

The Starbucks staff around the corner knows him personally and even have a lil crush on him since he's there so often, polite and always puts something in the tip jar (he may get a few free cake pops here and there)

Loves the sims and doing little legacy challenges, the type to get emotional when his sim gets married or has kids because he fr raised them

Deep into the lore too, has his theories about Bella Goth and hates Don Lothario with a passion

One time Eren deleted his saved family and Armin didn’t speak to that man for two weeks

Secretly loves fanfiction but only found family fanfiction bc it reminds him so much of his relationship with Eren and Mikasa. Soft spot for anything Harry Potter tho (proud ravenclaw)

I don’t think he’d smoke weed bc I feel like he’d be a paranoid high so it’d be more stressful than relaxing tbh

But he always trip sits his friends!  

Will go to parties if dragged along but the most he’ll drink is like a twisted tea or white claw and just kinda watch his friends get hammered like 🫣

The type of guy at the party who’ll get dragged into some drunk crying girl’s story about her bf and he’s just sitting there with his one drink, sober asf like, “omfg bestie! you need to dump him, like i’ll help you draft that text rn”

Smells like Johnson and Johnsons baby soap and like he’s so embarrassed about it but his skin is so sensitive he has to use the goo goo gaga stuff

Other than that he kinda smells like fresh laundry?  Uses too much detergent and dryer sheets so his clothes smell like extra good and he doesn’t wear cologne so yeah, hope you like Tide bitches✌🏼

Very loyal to the vanilla bean burts bees chapstick

Has a blue hydro flask that he always has with him, also constantly reminding his friends to drink more water

Totally has scared Eren by telling him about kidney stones and how the dumbass might have to just pee out rocks if he doesn’t drink sum fucking water.

Eren now takes hydrating v seriously :)

Most of his friends will go to him more than their actual advisor bc Armin is just much more helpful tbh and he loves telling them which classes or internships they should take.  

Actually prefers articles and podcasts over books bc of practicality and he already has to read so fucking much for school

But is lowkey one of the annoying ppl where like any conversation you’ll have will end with him like, “Oh earlier I was listening to this one podcast and-”

Has painted his nails a few times but I think he’s a nail biter so he kinda stopped after unintentionally eating so much nail polish

Secret passion for skin care, may or may not be a skincarebyhyram stan

Tried countless times to get Eren to at least wear spf everyday but yea, that bitch don’t listen

Mikasa does tho and they actually go to sephora together once every month for lil skincare hauls (baddie w her baddie friend)

Calls his grandpa everyday, even if it’s just for a few minutes bc he knows his grandpa is all alone now that he left for school and armin just wants him to know that he’s doing fine and making him proud

As your Bf

You guys probably met thru a friend of a friend, most likely you befriended Mikasa or Eren and they started bringing you over and eventually Armin would meet you

Bc in no way would Armin actively search for something romantic when his main focus rn is getting his degree but like damn you were just-

Wow

Anyway, as your bf expect literally so many forehead kisses

Kinda clingy bc he is indeed a scorpio, once it’s official between you two every night he’s like “so we sleeping at my place or yours?”

Bc why would you guys just sleep apart from each other?  

Armin fr forgot how to 

Fav cuddle position is you on your back and him with his head on your chest and arms around your waist

Bonus if you play with his hair and whisper sweet nothings by his temple

I’m on team soft dom armin, boy is a ppl pleaser for sure but still a dom

He’s pretty vanilla and heavy on praise, but if you want him to go hard and degrade you or manhandle you, he would as long as you guys set up a safeword first

His post nut clarity would hit hard tho and he would be so afraid you saw him as some sort of sexist pig afterwards

“WOMEN ARE BEAUTIFUL AND STRONG, IN NO WAY DO I CODONE-”

“Babe chill all you did was spank me.”

If you have a vagina, he is like super educated on the anatomy🤓

Fr makes you pee after sex

Washes his hands before fingering you and you’re just sitting there trying to stay in the mood like “😀”

Tbh the only things I think would be off the table for Armin is anything unhygienic or like anything involving other ppl bc boy is too insecure and possessive for anyone else to be seeing you like that

Sex on the beach isn’t happening either.

If you try to convince him he would just be like,”Sand will end up everywhere (y/n)!  Honestly, it’s like you WANT a yeast infection!”

Having a pre law bf is literally having your own attorney at your beck and call

If you have a problem with a teacher for example, Armin would fr hop on a call with the college and be like “sweetie, who was the head of your department again?”

Next thing you know the poor teacher is fired lol

Can and will fight all your battles

The perfect study buddy, like he'll make flashcards for you without you even asking or telling him what the next test was about?

You never have to edit or revise your essays again, Armin is just proud that you wrote it all out, he’ll take care of it from there so all you have to do later is submit

Armin made one day of the week your guys’ date night and literally someone would have to die in order for him to reschudle bc the boy takes it sooo seriously

Literally Eren can call from the hospital and Armin will just be like “you know what day it is?  Right, it’s Thursday.  Which is date night for me and Y/n.  So unless that broken arm turns into organ failure, don’t call me!”  

Date nights are museums, cafes, planetariums, sometimes you guys will even take a class together

But honestly, the best dates are the ones you guys have at home bc he likes just having you all to himself

Boy is jealous, but more so possessive

Like, it takes a very certain action to piss him off enough to act outwardly bitchy

Boys can make you laugh, they can compliment you, they can try to impress you

But if a boy were to try to protect and care for you?

Armin will snap

Thats literally his job and he sees it as a threat

Will go out of his way to make the dude look really incompentent.

Your study partner brought you a snack bc they know you missed breakfast?

“Y/n doesn’t like that brand, it hurts their tummy.  Maybe you should ask before just shoving whatever in their face😒”  

Its cold out and some guy offers you their jacket?  

“Woah there, prince charming, I don't think your 10 dollar Old Navy hoodie is gonna cut it. Darling, why don’t we head inside and get you a hot drink? 😇”  

A guy friend stops by with some medicine bc he heard you were at home sick?  

Armin’s there at the door like, “My baby’s immune system is really weak right now, the last thing they need is strangers just coming over and making them sicker.  How thoughtless are you?🤬”

Fights don’t really happen bc Armin is so good at de escalating situations, he’s also just such a simp for you that you’ll always gets your way

The only fights he won’t back down from are the ones where he feels like your safety is at risk

Over his dead fucking body would you do anything even remotely dangerous

This is where I see manipulative Armin.  He’d use his skills to convince you that you didn’t even care about what you were arguing for in the first place

At first he might feel a little guilty but after realizing you’re objectively safer from his manipulation, he doesn’t feel as bad

Kinda yandere tbh, but really soft and not dangerous

Your location should always be on tho☺️

Fav Nicknames for you: darling, baby, princess/prince

Songs that fit the vibe: Turning Page by Sleeping At Last, Bad Habit by Steve Lacy and As The World Caves In by Mat Maltese 

“Yes, it’s you I welcome death with, as the world caves in.”

“Nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.”  

“Thought you were too good for me my dear, never gave me time of day my dear.” 

[chronophobique]

Cursed!Draco as a Triwizard Tournament champion

— 1135 words

content warning: drowning (no one dies I promise)

Draco knew, since the moment he thought he saw a green flash hit him during his heated encounter with that one student from Ravenclaw—whose name he’d never cared to learn—on the train, that something was wrong with him.

He could feel it every time he climbed stairs, when he found himself panting like an old man as if he’d never got used to climbing them in the past seven years.

But he wasn’t going to pay a visit to Madam Pomfrey just now and ruin his chances at finally proving himself.

Not when the Cup had chosen him. Not another Chosen one or a brave heart, like it had in the past. Him. The only student in this school who had been an Azkaban convict.

It hadn’t enchanted him, at first. The opposite, in fact. The war had made him a target—quite rightly. Now certainly wasn’t the time to be in the spotlight.

But it was his opportunity to show them he wasn’t the boy who had blindly listened and obeyed to stronger than him anymore. And he wasn’t going to miss it just because of some pain in his chest.

“Ten galleons that someone will take care of his case before he has time to step a foot into that arena,” he heard a Hogwarts student not so discreetly tell a Durmstrang student as he passed them in the corridor. It was the day before the First Task.

The dark-haired girl met his gaze, then, considering her answer, when a familiar bushy head interrupted her train of thoughts, a finger pointed at her interlocutor’s face. “We don’t bet on the champions’ lives, Darwin. Twenty points from Gryffindor.”

“You can’t do that,” Darwin exclaimed indignantly. “We’re from the same house!”

“All the more reason to teach you a lesson,” Granger snapped back, eyebrows drawn severely as she walked away, barely giving him a glance.

As with his trial in which she had testified on his behalf, it wasn’t the first time she put her nose in his business to get him out of an uncomfortable situation, and all it did was make him more confused. Angry. Ashamed.

The third time was during the Second Task, when he realised with horror and ever more incomprehension that she was the one thing that had been stolen from him.

It was already a surprise that he hadn’t drown in the first few minutes of the task, given that he had been denied access to the library due to his past and exposition to the Dark Arts and therefore had been unable to find a way to breathe underwater, but seeing her floating amongst the hostile merpeople for him to save really was the cherry on the cake.

As his lungs painfully rejected the freshwater of the lake, he hesitated. None of this made sense. What the fuck did it mean, Granger being stolen from him? What would it mean to others?

Still, he’d made it this far. Somehow. And before his brain could even process it, he was grabbing her by the waist and pulling her to the surface as if his four members now had a mind of their own.

Or at least, he tried, because as soon as he started kicking the water it suddenly felt like claws were closing around his heart, dragging him down.

Down.

Down.

Overcome by panic, he kicked harder, but his efforts were in vain. In just a few minutes, he lost his hold on Granger, breathed what he was convinced to be his last, and let the depths of the lake swallow him.

He regained consciousness with a start, coughing up all the water that had seeped into his lungs.

“Mr Malfoy, are you feeling alright?”

“Obviously not,” he rasped, lying on his side, going completely still when he noticed Pomfrey wasn’t the only witch present in the tent.

As soaked as he was, a few curls already sticking up on either side of her face, Granger was looking straight ahead. Like the last place on Earth she wanted to be right now was on this stool but she had no choice.

Looking down, he quickly realised why; her hand was laced with his.

Appalled, he tried to wrench it out of her grasp, but she held on strongly.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Madam Pomfrey warned, a close eye on his vitals.

“Why not?” he asked through his teeth, goosebumps all over his skin.

“Because you’ve been cursed, Mr Malfoy.” She let that sink in, probably unaware that it was a daily occurrence for him. “And whoever hit you with it didn’t want you dead, but miserable for the rest of your life.”

That didn’t explain why Granger was holding his bloody hand. Merlin. He’d never had anyone hold his hand like this before.

“Well, clearly it failed. As you can see, I’m alive and don’t feel particularly worse than usual. Now tell her to let go of me,“ he groaned.

“The thing is you shouldn’t be alive. And you have Miss Granger to thank for that.”

“I didn’t do anything—” the latter said, still not looking at him.

“Voluntarily, no, but it doesn’t change the fact that you did.”

He saw her stifle a laugh and wondered if he was imagining the pinker tint to her cheeks.

“Care to explain?”

“You were hit by an Octopus curse,” Pomfrey revealed, point blank, lips pursed. “A rare curse which forced your body to undergo certain changes in a very short amount of time, such as growing two extra hearts.”

Rendered speechless, Draco could only listen, though the warmth of Granger’s skin against his own was irritably distracting.

“Two hearts you’ve already lost,” she continued in a graver tone. “As one was apparently stopped with the Killing Curse and another deprived of oxygen for too long.”

“One heart left, lucky me,” he muttered sarcastically after a few seconds, sitting up and locking eyes with Granger. “And what should I be thanking you for, hm?”

Eyes as dark as he’d ever seen them, the witch looked like she wished he’d never resurfaced.

“You remaining heart, it seems, only beats because of me, Malfoy.”

He narrowed his eyes at her. What an insufferable show-off. “Yes, I figured,” he snapped. “What I meant was—”

“Because,” she cut him off, squeezing his hand so hard he feared for a second his bones would break. “I make it flutter every time our eyes meet,” she spat, her voice full of reproach. “And makes it beat faster when I touch you. I keep you alive.”

“In simple terms, she has your life between her hands,” Pomfrey added as if she fucking needed to. “So I suggest you listen carefully to what I have to say.”

[dracoxmalereader]

Silver "I"

Context: Fifth chapter of my older ravenclaw reader story. Takes place still during Umbridge's time at Hogwarts, still before she becomes headmistress, but at this point she's already getting super desperate to catch whatever Harry and the rest of thems has going on.

All chapters/parts together can be found on Wattpad and Ao3

Summary: Draco can't help but listen in on Crabbe and Goyle's gossiping about Umbridge using the cruciatus curse on students. Though, it is quite suspicious that the student in question is a sixth year ravenclaw, just like certain someone he knows...

Word Count: 879

The great hall hadn’t been the same in Dumbledore’s absence. The room once echoing with lively chatter had fallen mute, gradually being hacked to only dull whispers from those brave enough. The tables grew more sparse by the day, students opting to retire early to the common rooms or kill time elsewhere.

Even Draco had to admit it was a bummer, the silver “I” pinned to his robes growing duller with every boring meal he sat through. The hallways of the castle were lifeless, extravagant walls plagued with educational decrees.

Dinner was definitely the worst of all three meals, Draco decided. He picked at the food in front of him, zoned out to the background noise of his lackey’s hushed back-and-forth from either side of him. The large windows were dark, light of the hall reflecting off them and giving him little to get lost in.

“Really?” Crabbe was barely legible through his mouthful of food, but the draw of entertainment pulled Draco from his trance. Pansy Parkinson took her seat across from the trio, smoothing a wrinkle in her uniform skirt.

“I was there,” Goyle’s face held an ugly grin, smugness oozing from it. He continued, “I was the one that ratted him out, watched her do it myself.”

“Watched who do what?” Pansy leaned towards them, joining in on the conversation.

“Umbridge used the cruciatus curse on a sixth year-” Crabbe started. Draco hissed like he’d been burned.

“Gossip is heavily discouraged.” He scowled at Goyle before turning back to Crabbe. “And one must not tell lies, unless you’ve forgotten.”

Draco’s skin crawled at the mention of the curse, but he was not about to let his stupid goons mess up their positions in the Inquisitorial Squad because they had to run their mouths.

Crabbe chewed at him, swallowing heavily and licking his lips obnoxiously before responding. “I thought you two were friends though?”

Draco’s brows drew tight in confusion, anxiety blooming behind his ribs. How many sixth years was he friends with? He tried to reassure himself.

Goyle chuckled meanly, rude and teasing. “I thought he’d’ve told you first, you know how chatty those ravenclaws are.”

“Yeah, always yapping about something. Probably too scared to get on Draco’s bad side.” Crabbe snickered dumbly in return. He mocked, “One must not tell lies!”

Stomach churning, Draco suddenly found it hard to sit still. His lungs drew tight. His head was swimming with you, the thought of your blinking eyelashes not failing to make his heart beat faster even as concern clawed against the back of his throat. He felt his palms grow clammy.

He rolled his eyes and sneered. “What ravenclaw?”

“The one he ditched us for on the train last year?” Pansy bounced off his question. Draco’s blood felt like ice water in his veins and he held his breath at your blunt inclusion. He hoped neither inquiry would be answered.

“Yeah, that one.” Goyle confirmed. Draco felt sick. “Heard he’d been out by the greenhouses after hours, took fifty points from ravenclaw and went to Umbridge.”

Bile crept up Draco’s throat; the back of his tongue burned. The silver “I” on his robes felt like it weighed a thousand kilos. It felt like a dark mark. Shame bubbled in his chest. 

The power that came with his position in the Squad suddenly didn't feel worth it. He felt a little like a monster.

“Suspicious and outlawed activity, it’s no wonder she thought he was working with Dumbledore.” Goyle’s voice was grating, and Draco couldn’t shake the overwhelming image of you being tortured over something as ridiculous as watering plants.

His eyes felt like they were about to melt. Pansy eyed him suspiciously across the table, and he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

“You alright, Draco?”

Goyle’s incessant laughter rang in his ears. “Probably upset I caught that stupid ravenclaw first-” Draco pushed out of his seat. He loomed over Goyle, breath coming out shaky, and his fingers trembled.

“Shut your fat mouth, Goyle.” His lips drew up at the sides in anger. The orange glow from the candles in the air felt blinding, his face went hot.

Draco wanted to punch Goyle in the nose, wanted to rip the silver “I” off his robes and throw it at Crabbe so hard it bruised. He shook his head, taking another, equally ragged breath to compose himself.

“You and your stupid rumors.” His voice was a growl, louder than was acceptable by educational decree, but Draco didn’t care.

His gaze turned to Pansy. She looked at him with a brow pulled up, concern and confusion on her face. He scoffed and turned away, jaggedly swaying from side to side as he stormed off down and out of the great hall.

“What’s got his robes in a knot today?” Goyle wore an offended expression.

Pansy opened her mouth, silent for a moment before speaking. “You think they’re…?” She trailed off at the end of the sentence, eyes pointing in the direction Draco had left and raising her brows at Crabbe and Goyle in suggestion.

The two boys stared quietly at her, expressions blank. Crabbe leaned forwards, tilting his head at her. “Think they’re what?”

She rolled her eyes, turning to the food on the table. “Nevermind.”

Pansy knows and honestly idk if that's a good or a bad thing yet. I should probably have the story more planned out by now because I'm 5 chapters into it but nope. Just winging it. Also I'm leaving it up to interpretation whether or not the reader actually got crucio'd because honestly while Umbridge would do that, Goyle would totally lie about it to sound cool. That's a headcanon but I've fully accepted it as fact.

I know Crabbe is supposed to be one of the brainless evil death eater goons but I wish he had more character exploration because honestly out of all the slytherins he's my second favorite after Draco 😭 You may not have much to go off of Crabbe, but you're forever an airheaded himbo softie in my HEART. Crabbe deserved a character arc I won't be taking critique on that (factual) opinion.

Tags: @nowayisthistakenyet @gayaristocrat @dracoshusband @hyperactivepest @esperfraud

[just-another-star-47]

Scents 🌹

How does each and every person in Hogwarts smell?

Slytherin edition 🐍

Plonbraw edition (OCs) • Gryffindor edition • Hufflepuff edition • Ravenclaw edition

Sebastian 🦊

Its own odour tickles the nose like warm, damp earth on a walk after the first drops of rain have touched the ground. It envelops without being intrusive and awakens an indefinite anticipation of more whenever dark clouds gather in the sky.

He was and is often responsible for the fieldwork at Feldcroft, sometimes voluntarily, sometimes to escape the house and Solomon. To soften the traces of hard labour, he uses a nourishing balm for his hands, the delicate smell of chamomile and marigold accompanies him even into the castle walls at Hogwarts, as his rough hands are often seen by him as very unpleasant. He also takes care of the rest of his appearance, regularly buying hair gel in Hogsmeade to tame his slightly curly hair, the delicate smell of yang-yang is the result, mixed with the rose of his hair soap.

However, the slightly sweet note of his care products does not make the soft woody odour of his skin disappear, but rather embeds it in a sweetish warmth.

Anne 🐈

A field full of flowers in May, surrounded by the light tartness of the strawy grass - the nose can't miss it and makes anyone passing by think of cheeky children's pranks on balmy summer days.

Anne doesn't use perfume per se, but perfumed soap, in memory of her mother, with whom she associates the smell. The delicate scent of violets blends wonderfully with her own floral scent and is more restrained than overpowering. The soap is one of the few luxuries that Solomon allows and eventually buys himself, ignoring the objections of Sebastian, who was previously responsible for buying it and had often helped out in the neighbours' fields in Feldcroft to earn the necessary money.

The moment Anne's spring-like odour was replaced by the stench of medicines and hospitals was the moment when hopelessness sank its claws into the siblings' minds - the delicate smell of violets now strangely alien and a mere, sad reminder of days long forgotten.

Ominis 🐇

Fresh and cool, like the smell on a path that leads through a dense forest, where you have lost your way and yet feel only security. Ominis has a fine nose and therefore refrains from using any perfumed products - they only make him feel woozy or give him a headache. Nevertheless, the smell of cleanliness always clings to him, which seems almost minty. To escape the clammy smell of the Slytherin rooms, he stores his clothes between bags filled with lavender, which adds a hint of flavour to his watery inherent odour. In addition, the purple flower helps him against his restless states, which always afflict him.

Imelda 🐍

She spends most of her time in the air, Quidditch training not only a part of her that is ingrained in her blood, but that also affects her scent.

Leathery like a well-groomed Quaffle, slightly tart and spicy, the smell of the salty coastal wind of her home village never quite fades.

Imelda wears a perfume that her brothers gave her for her birthday - a slightly smoky note with a splash of invigorating lemon and exotic vanilla.

[pansysbbg777]

-golden trio era dr me

⁺◟basic info . . . ꜜ

name: [irl name] corbeau griffe

age: 17

birthday: [irl b-day], 1979

nationality: french, british

language(s): english, french

year: 1

house: ravenclaw

⊹₊ ⋆ relationships ꜜ

my family:

• mother, emiliè griffe (deceased)

   • father, léon evan corbeau griffe (deceased)

 my pet:

   • aphrodite, barn owl, carrier

 my friends (soon-to-be):

   • theodore nott

   • mattheo riddle

   • pansy parkinson

   • blaise zabini

   • hermione granger

   • ginny weasley

   • luna lovegood

   • harry potter

୧ *·˚ extra┆↰

 hobbies:

   • crocheting, reading, writing /

songwriting, hanging out w/friends

 appearance:

     • clear skin, healthy hair, toned body, slim

face, fit and healthy

↷ ⁞ backstory i was born in paris, france to emiliè and léon griffe. i am a direct descendent of the ravenclaw line (corbeau = raven, griffe = claw) - my grandparents moved out of england during grindelwald's reign. my parents hid during voldemort's, but they were killed eventually by death eaters. voldemort was not aware of exsistence tmatm, so i lived on.

i was taken in by the french wizarding family, the delacour's, and raised there as they were a close family friend. before it was time to attend school, i requested to be sent to hogwarts. the delacour's obliged, seeing no reason as to why i should not and sent me to england. since 17 is the legal age in the wizarding world that one becomes an adult, i own an apartment in london that the delacour's kindly granted to me.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ other

magic:

• pureblood

• ravenclaw descendent - higher

intelligence, enhanced memory and iq,

wandless/wordless magic,

powerful/ancient magic

• seer

items in my trunk (has an undetectable extension charm on it, lile newt's briefcase):

• vintage record player + records for all my

fav artists

• guitar

• my favorite books

• desired wardrobe

• crocheting necessities

ೃ⁀➷ songs that represent dr!me

• when emma falls in love by tswift

• talk too much by reneé rapp

• get free by lana del rey

• future nostalgia by dua lipa

• arabella by the artic monkey's

• false alarm by the weeknd

• 1979 by the smashing pumpkins

[larluce]

Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU

@dsabian , @theplatanitosqueal , @stressed-but-chill , @gregre369 , @chaosofbelievers , @thelordofabsolutelynothing , @another-tblr-fangirl , @aceauthorcatqueen , @smileytrinity , @tiny-and-witchy , @wako-weirdo , @a-very-tired-ravenclaw , @schiwalkers-ineffability , @natsu2501malo , @dearfuturelyn , @thedollopheadofcamelot , @yougottobekittenme , @your-local-asylum-escapee , @theroundbartable , @alo-ween , @orliththedragon a little more of Merlin's perspective

LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 (You're here), PART 12

Somewhere in the woods. Merlin in his bird form lands in a tree branch where an older female merlin is.

Elder female: Oh, darling! 😊 Haven't seen you in a while. Do you have a nest already?

Merlin: For the 10th time, I'm NOT a female. (sighs in bird) But I do have a nest now.

Elder female: Oh, that's wonderful! 🥰 I'm so happy for you, dear! When did you mate? 👀 Who is this male of yours? 😏

Merlin: I don't have a mate.😒

Elder female: Oh, my feathers! Did he... did he die? 🥺😭

Merlin: No! I never had... (sighs in bird again) The father of the chicks died, yes.

Elder female: In your very first nest! It must have been so hard for you.🤧

Merlin: It was... That's why I need advice. I don't know a thing about breeding. I incubated them, but now that the chicks are getting out of their shell I don't know with what frequency I need to feed them or if I should give them meat right away. I asked around and all females said you're the best in that area.

Elder female: Well, of course. I had 8 nests with 8 different males. But I'm surpised you need any help at all. A female usually knows what to do by instinct.

Merlin: I'm not-I'm pretty new to this, please tell me what to do. (points his claw that has a bird he recently hunted) I'll pay you for the troubles.

Elder female: Keep that for your chicks, dear. You shouldn't have left your chicks alone in the first place! They still need incubation and protection!

Merlin: Oh, a friend of mine is helping me with that. Don't worry.

Elder female: (very surprised) Really? What unusual... Well, this is all you need to know.

...

Another day, Merlin visits Elder female again.

Elder female: Darling! How are your chicks?

Merlin: All five are healthy. One has the tendency to try to jump constantly out of the nest though and the youngest seems scared all the time and doesn't fight for food like his siblings, is that normal?

Elder female: Of course! Not all the chicks are fit to survive.

Merlin: ... What? 😧

Elder female: The reckless ones and the weakest ones usually die before they learn how to fly, that's how nature is.

Merlin: No! They won't die! 😡 I WON'T ALLOW IT!

Elder female: Oh, the denial of a female in her first nest. I forgot how it felt.

Merlin: I'm not-That's not why I came here really.

Elder female: Why did you come then, dear?

Merlin: I... I'm interest in someone. (blushes in bird) A male. And I think he likes me too. I... I want to be with him.

Elder female: (gets sad) Oh, dear...

Merlin: What?

Elder female: You have no choice then, you must get rid of your chicks.

Merlin: WHAT?! 😨

Elder female: Don't worry, you'll have more chicks with your new mate.

Merlin: (horrified) I won't do that! That's horrible!

Elder female: Do you want to be with this male?

Merlin: Yes, but I don't have to kill my chicks to do that!

Elder female: A male will never mate with you if you have chicks that are not his own.

Merlin: Then I'll wait til they learn how to fly!

Elder female: By then he'll lose any interest in you and he'll hate you for choosing your chicks over him. I know it's difficult, dear, but it must be done.

Merlin: He is not like that!

Elder female: Really? Has he asked you to mate with him yet?

Merlin: ...

Elder female: Just think about it, dear.

...

At night in Arthur's chambers. Arthur is sleeping on his bed and the chicks are sleeping snuggling close together in the nest on the window. Merlin in his bird form looks at the 4 day old chicks while they sleep.

Merlin: (heart broken, thinking) I was so naive... For a moment I thought we all could... But that's not possible, is it? Arthur will never love you. Why would he love the chicks of the male he killed? He's helping me just out of guilt and obligation. You're just birds to him... And I have to choose. (looks at Wary) You are the weakest one, you're going to die anyway, that's what she said. (About to grab him with his claw) I... I can do it... I-

Wary: (opens his eyes, sleepy, and chirps quietly) Mama? 🥺

Merlin: (tears roll down his eyes) No... No! That can't be your first word! I'm not your mama! I'm not even a female!

Wary: Mama! 😄

Merlin: (screams in bird)

Arthur: (wakes up at the sudden noisy) Aaah! What is happening? (gets of his bed quickly) Merlin? Merlin! (turns to the window)

Merlin: (on the floor in his human form hugging the nest, crying his eyes out) I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I don't want you to die! I don't want any of you to die!

Arthur: (thinking Merlin had a nightmare, goes to him quickly) Merlin, Merlin, it's alright. (sits beside him and hugs him) It was a nightmare. The chicks are save.

Wary: (not recognising Merlin in his human form, thinking he disappeared) Mama? 🥺 Mama! 😭

Arthur: (comforts and holds Wary carefully) Shh, it's alright. Don't wake your siblings. (to Merlin) I'll make 5 sleep in my pillow, that usually calms him.

Merlin: You know you don't have to do this, right?

Arthur: (confused) Do what?

Merlin: (thinking) You don't have to pretend you like them for my sake. (says) I can manage on my own now. You don't have to care for them too.

Arthur: (snorts) As if! You can barely take care of yourself. (kisses Merlin's head) Get some sleep now. (stands up and walks back to his bed with Wary in his hand)

Merlin: I'm serious.

Arthur: Me too. Don't wake the other chicks. (puts Wary lovinly in his pillow) There you go, little one. (yawns)

Merlin: He'll poop your pillow again.

Arthur: I'll have the servants clean it and I'll tell them it was you.

Merlin: (sighs) Why do you do this? I don't understand.

Arthur: (turns serious) Because I care. Is that so hard to believe? (taps Wary's head fondly and smiles) Is impossible not to get fond of these little snowballs. (yawns again and lies down on the bed next to Wary) Good night (falls sleep)

Merlin: (puts the nest back on the window, thinking) You are my chicks, we are a family now. I won't let anything happen to you. And if Arthur doesn't accept you, he can go to hell.

...

After Arthur did the flying dance to Merlin and they got together. Merlin visits Elder female again.

Merlin: (more than happy, celebrating) I'm mated! 😄

Elder female: Oh, I'm so happy for you, dear!🥰 I'm sorry you had to get rid of your chicks though.

Merlin: I didn't.

Elder female: ... what?

Merlin: My mate acepted me with my chicks! 😊 We're breeding them together now... though we were already doing that way before we mated.

Elder female: Oh, I see. He must be one of those males.

Merlin: (confused) What males?

Elder female: The ones who don't have seed.

Merlin: ...

Elder female: You must be careful with those, dear. They can be quite agressive and possesive since they can't satisfy you completely or give you his own eggs-

Merlin: Goodbye, elder female. I don't think I'm going to need your advice anymore (thinking) Or ever in fact. (leaves)

...

Arthur: (in bed with the chicks on his lap, reading them a book) So the brave knight unsheathed his sword and pointed it to the dragon!

Chicks: (gasp in bird) 😲😲😲😲😲

Merlin: (sitting beside them, rolls his eyes, but then smiles fondly) You know they can't understand most of what you're saying, right? They just like the sound of your voice.

Arthur: Don't cut my inspiration, Merlin!

Guardian: (Points the picture of the knight in the book) Papa?

Merlin: Yes, that knight looks a lot like your papa.

Arthur: (confused) What are you talking about?

Merlin: Oh... uhm... the chicks call you papa sometimes. 😅

Arthur: WHAT?! 😧 Why didn't you tell me?! 😡

Merlin: It's pretty recent and we weren't mated yet, I didn't know if it would make you uncom-Are you crying? 😧

Arthur: (definitely crying) I'm not! 🥺 I just got something in my eyes 😭🤧

Merlin: (touched) Awww, Arthur.

Chicks: Papa! Papa no cry! 🥺😭🥺😭🥺

Merlin: Now they think their papa is sad.

Arthur: (comforts them) Papa is not sad. Papa is just very happy.

Merlin: Arthur, I think Wary pooped on the sheet.

Arthur: (ignores him, holding his chicks close, still too happy to care) Who is your papa? I'm your papa! 🤗

Merlin: Aaaand I lost him.

...

When Arthur said Merlin needed more human friends he was serious 🤦‍♀️. Oh, Merlin... Good you came to your senses.

To sheer you up a bit, here a video of Arthur holding his newborn chicks for the first time:

[elliebyrrdwrites]

Dramione Snippet

December

I’ve spent the last two weeks of November whipping the little Slytherins into shape.

I’ve spent the last two weeks watching Granger ignore me. I’ve spent the last two weeks neglecting to take my potions. I can’t sleep anymore. There is no more manipulation of time.

For two weeks, I’ve watched Granger through the halls, inside of the common room. At mealtimes, I watch her while I build my army. I have spent the last two weeks listening to her shower, watching her study. I order my little soldiers around, training them to be the best they can be.

And I watch her, I watch her. I watch. Her.

The point is, I miss her.

Our little show in the Great Hall has caused the boys in our school to find her even more attractive. Because now they know she puts out. They’re just stupid enough to think she will put out for them. So, I watch them follow her around, flirting and teasing her.

The point is that when Professor Sinistra starts tells us to pair up for our end of term Astronomy assignment, I’m aching with regret. Anger and rage, punctuating that word.

Bro.ken.

The Ravenclaw with the big, dark lashes asks her to be his partner. She’s still ignoring me but today, her eyes flick over. An impulse, probably. But I grasp at it. Her eyes, they get stuck onto mine and she can’t tear them away. I capture her, adding her look to my growing collection as I lift a brow at her.

Her cheeks flame and she tears her eyes away from me before nodding her head at the Ravenclaw, agreeing to his request.

One day, I’ll look back at this moment and realize that it was my breaking point. Later, I’ll realize that for Granger, this is a breakthrough.

The point is, my entire life has been different stages of hell but this one, where all I want is her, is a special kind of hell I’ve created all on my own. And I’ve had enough. I can take a lot of abuse but this? It’s too much.

So, as soon as class is dismissed, I stalk over to her and I wrap my hand around her arm and before I know it, I’m pulling her. We’re stumbling down the stairs and she’s asking me what my problem is.

Her. She’s my problem. Me. I’m the biggest problem.

She’s protesting and clawing at my hand but I don’t let go. I’m pulling her until we’re in an empty class room no longer in use. I’m pulling her until I’m closing the door behind us with a locking spell.

“You win.” I growl as I shove her away, her back hitting against a desk.

“What?”

“You win, okay? I give up.”

I don’t know why I’m saying words. Why does my mind wonder away while my mouth moves? I can’t understand why my body does what it wants while my mind just hovers outside of my body, thinking of all the repercussions I’ll face with father when he realizes I’m about to throw all of his hopes and dreams into the garbage, where my own lay forgotten and miserable.

“What are you talking about?” She scowls at me and rubs at her arm, but her eyes are bright. They’re shining and full of sun rays breaking through all of the bullshit that stands in front of her.

Me.

“I’m not doing it anymore.” I sink my hands into my hair, scraping my nails against my scalp. “I can’t watch you shine those eyes on other boys. I can’t watch you give them all of your attention.”

“You had you chance and you humiliated me.” She reminds me, her words biting with anger and I just missed it like crazy. I miss her anger, her pain, her pleasure. I miss it all.

“Because I can’t do it!” I step into her, wrapping my hands around her shoulders. I peer into her stupid little face that keeps me up at night and I tell her, “I want you all to myself. I want you to break me. I want you to fix me. I want. You.” All of her, all of the time.

Her matte pink lips are parted in silent shock and her big, beautiful eyes are roaming my face, dissecting it, pulling it apart until she can unearth the lies. When she finds none, she lifts her chin. “You want to date, then?”

I groan and slam a hand over my eyes. “Just be mine, Granger. Don’t make me say stupid shit like that.”

When my hand drags down my face, I peek over it and she’s pursing her lips and nods once. “I’ll be yours if you say it.”

Gods, what a bitch. What a terrible, wonderful little woman. All of the blood rushes to my groin. For several moments, I say nothing. She says nothing. We just stare at each other and we’re waiting for the other to give in, while my dick hardens and something like lust curls deep in my gut.

The point is, Granger is the most stubborn little witch I’ve ever known and the point is, I’m fucked.

“Fine.” I sigh and though a tight jaw, I force the words out. “I want to date.”

“Me.” She adds and my eyes narrow in on her.

“You.”

The corners of her lips are fighting the urge to lift into a smile full of sun rays but she doubles down and says, “And only me.”

“Oh, fuck me.” I slap at the ant crawling up my neck and close my eyes. “Only you.”

And this witch, she does something that makes me want to bite her nose and rip her to shreds. It makes me want to wrap her up into my arms and squeeze until she’s part of my fucking soul.

“I’ll think about it.”

My tongue jabs into my cheek and my nose scrunches up in a sneer until she smiles at me. She’s tilting her head up, looking at me and she fucking smiles.

I’m on her before she can blink twice.

My mouth crashes into hers, capturing her perfect little pink lips and I’m stealing all of her oxygen while my hands grip her hips. I’m lifting her into the air and sliding her onto the desk before I’m kissing a trail of rage and pain down her neck. Punctuating her body with my adoration and my hate and our robes are falling, fluttering to the floor. My mouth is on her stomach, her shirt lifted up to expose her bare, soft porcelain skin.

It’s so smooth and perfect, I can’t stand it.

I bite into her flesh and she whimpers, she claws into my scalp and yanks at my hair. “Mine.” I’m gasping against the impression of my teeth, two pink crescent moons mirroring each other. I kiss them, gently. “Mine.” I say it again, in case she didn’t hear me.

She’s pulling me up and pressing her lips onto mine with such delicate strength, I start to melt. Over and over, her mouth presses into mine, softly, fiercely.

The point is, I can’t hate her. Not even at all.

The point is, she’s absolutely perfect and if it were up to me, I’d fight her every day until I die. I’d fight her until we can’t stand it and until our bodies are apologizing against our mouths, our fingers.

But it isn’t up to me.

Not, really.

Still, I kiss her back. I’m starved and she’s been slowly feeding me, torturing me, showing me what I could have if I just opened my fucking mouth.

That day, in the abandoned classroom, I take her from behind, bent over a desk and I kiss her back and her neck and I tell her how much she drives me crazy. How all I can do is think about her, want her, miss her.

She trembles with relief and when I collapse over her, completely spent, I plant my lips against the little ridges along her spine over and over and over.

Mine. I promise her.

Mineminemine.

And I’ll never give her up.

“Malfoy,” She breathes my name as I flatten my cheek against her sweaty back.

“Hmm?”

“If you ever try to hurt me again, I’ll hex your balls off with a strategically aimed bombarda.”

My cheeks tighten as my lips pull back to expose the most feral grin I’ve unleashed since I’d been released from the facility this summer, and somehow the room fills with sunlight. It must be pouring from her eyes.

The taste of freedom dances on the tip of my tongue again, and this time, I’m ready to take a bite.

[sebbianas]

who is benjy fenwick

ravenclaw prefect

one year older than the marauders

is a nerd with a giant heart

he loves quidditch but prioritized his studies so he didnt try out for the team - a decent keeper

originally wanted to be an alchemist but joined the auror instead to help with the war

has a love for animals, would visit the owlery just to feed the owls

claimed that he was able to pet mrs norris once no one believes him but peter

great with younger students, helps them with school works and tutors them with his free time

was headboy during his 7th year (cried when he recieved the letter)

was a bit jealous of james at the start of his relationship with peter because of peter’s old crush on him but after sometime he started to warm up to james (especially when he saw how james was with regulus)

got along easily with the marauders and the girls when he started hanging out with peter more and his friends

he, lily, and remus have a lot of study sessions that ends when peter arrives and tells him he’s been waiting for him - he packs his things very fast

an actual simp but peter is equally a simp for him so its balanced

I WILL NOT GET INTO THE ANGST OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP BECAUSE ITS NEW NAD FRESH (maybe i’ll detail the betrayal and shit someday)

possible shipnames:

clawtail - claw from ravenclaw and tail from wormtail

southstone - south from the name benjy which means son of the south and stone from the name peter which means rock or stone

benpete - which is just their name mushed up lol