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monicaalexandraaa · 23 days ago

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Oh how I loveeeeeee these two🥰🥰

Independent Extra I

Read Independent here | ~3k words

From me: not sure how I feel about this, but I've missed them and it may have gotten some juices flowing to do more.

Warnings: a little bit of insecurity/angst but otherwise very fluffy (I hope it will make you want Harry even more if that is possible.)

Harry felt like he was on the defensive. It was unfortunate that he was feeling sick when she had confessed that she was in love with him too. After all that time he had waited to hear those words, he wished he was in a better headspace.

But when they returned to their apartment, she started to look at him, analyzing him while he opened the door. Barefoot. Because he was so worried about her, he couldn’t even put on his shoes. But she noticed his normally glowing and pretty complexion was a bit pale. His eyes seemed a little red and the pucker between his eyebrows made it look like he was in pain. “Are you sick?” She sniffled—remnants from the crying last night. Plus, she knew she was on her way to her own cold because her body was achy in a way that sleep didn’t fix. So, it was only reasonable that she had inadvertently gotten Harry sick as well. Her eyes narrowed, scrutinizing him as if she knew he was going to lie.

He smiled weakly stepping into their place. “Ah... yeah. I think so. Jus’ a bit, though. Nothing t’worry ‘bout.”

“Oh, for the love of...” she sighed. “Go lay in bed,” she ordered.

“Honestly, Poppy, s’not so bad.”

She frowned. “You...” she swallowed. “You came to get me even though you weren’t feeling well?”

“T’be fair, kitten. You weren’t feeling well either,” he shrugged putting his keys on the little table inside the entryway.

Her heart felt heavy. She felt loved. Which was supposed to be perfect because Harry really felt different. But there was a flicker of doubt and a sense of the it won’t last forever in her head that she wanted to snuff out.

“I’m fine,” she deflected. “I’m going to get you some medicine—”

“Poppy,” Harry said sternly, despite the fact that he looked tired, even after sleeping for so long. “I am a grown man,” he assured her. “M’glad y’want to take care of me. S’an honor. But m’not going t’let you think s’how it’s going t’be,” he explained. “I can get m’own medicine. I will lay down, but you’re going t’lay down with me,” he pulled her hand toward him. “Thank you, for worrying ‘bout me,” he kissed the center of her forehead and let his lips linger there.

God, she wanted to kiss him.

“I want t’kiss you, but m’throat is killing me.”

Her want to kiss him was quickly turning into a need. She adored him. “Please let me get you medicine.”

“Go put on something comfy,” he turned her toward the bedrooms, ignoring her need to help him. “Then, come lay with me,” he headed to the kitchen to get medicine. But it didn’t stop her from trying to make things as comfortable as possible for him. After changing into a pair of joggers and a T-shirt that was too big, she gathered some materials for her stay in Harry’s room. She had a stash of cough drops tucked in her bedside table drawer for nights when she couldn’t sleep well due to congestion or allergies. She grabbed her heating pad for aches (typically used for when she had cramps) but she knew it would help the aches they both felt. She went to his room and set the items on his nightstand, and she made her way back toward the kitchen to grab her water bottle, but she bumped into Harry holding two bottles of water instead. He smirked. “Y’can’t help yourself, hmm Poppy?”

She grinned sheepishly. “I don’t think so,” she admitted. “Especially not for you.”

He shook his head, smiled a little brighter, and pushed her gently toward bed. “Y’can watch TV. I’ll sleep through it.”

“Are you sure you don’t need anything—”

“Jus’ you,” he murmured tiredly climbing beneath the covers. He draped an arm across her waist, closed his eyes and nestled into his pillow. Gently, she cupped his face, stroking her thumb along his cheek. “Feels nice,” his voice was groggy. She smiled admiring how cute he was, even when sick. His stuffy nose quickly turned his breathing into a light snore. After a few minutes of shamelessly watching him sleep and ogling his face, she snuggled into his other pillow. Maybe if she was feeling a little better herself, she would have continued to try and care for him, making soup, getting a wet cloth for his head, and the like.

But Harry said it wasn’t necessary. Not that she didn’t want to do it, but for the first time in her whole life, she didn’t feel like she had to. Harry wanted her to snuggle and sleep with him. That was enough, right? For now, it had to be. Because she was tired, and she wanted to sleep with Harry because that’s what he wanted.

Plus, she really couldn’t say no to sleeping with her hot new boyfriend.

“Pretty, pretty, pretty,” he murmured skimming the back of his finger across her cheek while she slept. She blinked her eyes open, adjusted to the scenery, and she smirked.

“You must be sick because I can’t even imagine what my hair looks like.”

He chuckled, turning his head slightly to cough. “M’not that sick.”

“Do you need anything?” She asked politely.

“No, Poppy. M’perfectly content,” he promised.

“Let me know—”

“I would never deny you the pleasure of helping me, kitten,” he assured her and leaned forward to kiss her temple. “Jus’ needed some sleep.” His complexion did look a lot better, his eyes less sunken. “I am a very lucky guy, Poppy,” he murmured.

“Lucky? I’m pretty sure I got you sick.”

“Mm, but s’because m’close to you.”

Her stomach swooped a bit because she was used to Harry’s flirting and asking her out. But now he was hers. Which sounded a little possessive in her head, and she felt bad because Harry was his own person and yes, she wanted to live in this bed next to him but that didn’t mean he had to give up autonomy for—

“I’ve dreamt ‘bout you in m’bed a little too much,” he admitted, his cheeks turning the lightest shade of pink. “Want you all t’myself.”

She blushed in return. At least the feeling was mutual.

“What’s the heart on your calendar?”

Harry wasn’t trying to hide their relationship, but they weren’t being overt about it either. The office (Val and Rachel) had been a bit crazy about the pair of them in general. Once they found out they were a couple, it was going to be difficult to get anything done.

At lunchtime, Harry still gave her space. Unless she asked him to stay, which was difficult for her to do sometimes. But Harry didn’t mind letting her have a moment to herself. They continued not to talk too much during the day. Instead, she found her eyes drifting to his desk where he would smile when he felt his gaze on her. Never breaking from the task that he was working on.

Harry worried silently about her from across the room. You’ve been too close to your screen for a while, kitten. Go for a walk around the office ❤️

Don’t bite off more than you can chew, Poppy. ❤️ Don’t want you to put too much on your plate

Did you eat while I was gone? ❤️

God, she loved him so fucking much.

They didn’t carpool every day either and Harry took care of a lot of the chores around the apartment given she had a second job some nights and he did not. So as worried as she had been about overwhelming Harry with being around him all the time, her anxiety was all for naught.

“Oh, um...” she forgot she drew that on the calendar. She had been lost in the morning debrief from their boss and must have marked their first date with a heart.

“It’s usually a birthday, no?” Hunter asked.

“Yes, right,” she shook her head. “One of my friends from high school...” She hoped the lie wasn’t obvious. “I was thinking about the date and didn’t realize... I guess—” she cleared her throat hoping her overexplaining wasn’t as ridiculous as it sounded.

“Poppy, do y’have the report from yesterday on hand?”

“Yes!” She chirped grateful for the interruption. “Excuse me,” she grabbed a folder that she didn’t need and went to Harry’s desk. He gracefully took it and to his credit, he looked it over with hardly any ounce of lying.

Her phone vibrated. Smooth 😉

🙄 Thank you, I was drowning.

I’m excited for our date. I hope you are too.

Of course I am!

She was also petrified. Due to illness, work, and friends, their first official date was nearly a month after she asked him out. Harry asked her out for over a year. What if it didn’t live up to his expectation? What if she was weird and it was only noticeable on a formal date? What if he decided that loving her was all an illusion? She busied herself with her computer and the next task on her to do list, but her mind was spinning. Fortunately, she had mastered the art of losing her mind and continuing to work without pause.

I’m not going to fall out of love, Poppy. Stop stressing over the date. I’ve waited ages for it. ❤️

She allowed herself to look up at him. How could he see her worry? She was certain she was good at hiding it. It totally threw her that he could see it across the room. Then he was just staring at his own screen as if he hadn’t read her addled mind. He didn’t catch her gaze directly.

But he winked at his screen, smiled, both intended for her despite the fact he didn’t even have to look at her.

On the day of the date, she was getting ready, a curling iron wrapped around pieces of her hair, but it was taking twice as long because Joey usually did the curling, but she didn’t want to make a fuss about the date. So now she was listening to Maya vent about her job and wondering if she could look over her resume and cover letter. She was worried she would fall behind schedule and the thought of being late to her own date with the guy she was going on a date within her own apartment was just absolutely unbelievable.

“Ah...” she hissed, catching her finger on the hot iron. “Maya, can you hold on a second? Hunter is calling me,” she shook her hand to get the pain away. “Hunter, it’s after work hours...” she scolded.

“It’s important,” he assured her. “Any chance you could forward me the email with the client information from today’s meeting? I can’t find it and I apparently put this off and now—”

She sighed and headed to her room, hair half up and half curled so she could get her laptop. “I’ll send it now,” she said quietly.

“You’re a lifesaver Mary Poppins,” he assured her with a smile in his voice. “Harry is a lucky guy,” he chuckled.

She felt her cheeks flame. “Goodbye Hunter, don’t talk to me tomorrow.”

She called Maya back as she clicked through her emails. As if she hadn’t hung up, Maya continued ranting. “Jay thinks I’m crazy for wanting to leave but do you know what it’s like to be underappreciated at work? It just feels like a constant cloud over me that I do all of these things—”

She wanted to scream.

“Hey,” Harry’s gentle voice interrupted her worry and stress. She blinked at him. Her hair was a complete mess, and he just smiled.

“Hi Harry!” Maya cheered.

“Hi Maya,” he came closer to her and saw her forwarding the email to Hunter. He rolled his eyes and looked at her pointedly. She shrugged. He shook his head. “How are you?”

“Honestly, not great. I was just explaining how I’m going to quit my job because it makes me feel underappreciated. I’m sure I’m not the only person to ever feel underappreciated at work but—”

Harry was in awe that one of her friends could be so dense like that. “Poppy, y’almost ready?” He asked quietly. On purpose. Her cheeks flamed red even though Maya wasn’t there.

“Shit,” she whispered.

“Ready for what? Are you going on a date?” Maya snorted. But the silence was a beat too long. “Oh! OH MY GOD! JAY!” She screamed.

“Bye Maya,” Harry hung up for her. She sent the email to Hunter and soon her phone was blowing up with alerts. Texts and calls from Maya and Joey. She pinched her fingers to the bridge of her nose.

“Harry,” she frowned. He pulled the phone from her grip and turned it off. Tucked it into his pocket and ignored the calls and messages that started exploding from his phone.

He shrugged. “They were going t’find out eventually. Finish getting ready, kitten,” he closed her laptop shut for good measure and left the room with it in hand.

Harry was insistent that he pick the activity, and she could pick the restaurant. He opened her door before she exited the car, kept a hand on her lower back, pulled out her seat at the restaurant, and was the literal perfect gentleman. Not that he hadn’t been the entire time she’d known him, but this was their first official date.

Which meant they didn’t have tons to talk about because they were pretty well versed with one another. But the silence wasn’t awkward, which was nice. Harry rather enjoyed smiling at her, gazing at her.

“You’re stunning,” he smiled so sweetly it melted her heart, her stomach twisted with butterflies beginning to come out. It was exactly as he had said so many months ago. But now it was real. He was telling her how pretty she looked. He was going to pay for her food. Feed her dessert and he prayed he could kiss her everywhere at the end of the night. They shared bites of their food and Harry insisted she have two drinks because she liked it so much. “I’ll take care of you,” he winked.

When they left the restaurant, Harry placed a hand on her lower back again, guiding her toward their activity. “I am pretty unartistic,” she warned him as he helped tie her apron around her waist. “Like if creative is a trait that you look for in a girlfriend you might need to look elsewhere.”

He chuckled and pulled her hair gently from the loop of the apron that went around her neck, he brushed his thumb on her cheek. “M’sure s’not true, Poppy. Y’decorate so cutely,” he reminded her and quickly put his own apron on. Everything about Harry was gentle and soft.

Was it awful of her to remind herself that these little things might not last forever? That the door opening, the lower back touch, the fixing her hair might not be long term. It wasn’t really fair to Harry. Give him a chance to fall out of love with her, right?

“M’having a really lovely time, Poppy,” he told her. They were sitting at a table meant for four. Each on one side of a corner so they couldn’t see either working. Harry reached for her leg and squeezed her thigh. Calming all worry and racing thoughts.

“Me too,” she smiled. Because she was. Dinner was delicious and it was kind of him to pay for it (even though he said he was going to anyway). The painting was fun. Harry looked handsome as ever. His hair was perfectly styled, and it looked like he ironed his shirt for the occasion. He was pretty to look at. Even at the office, it was hard to keep her eyes from darting over to him at every moment.

“Yeah?” He breathed a sigh of relief, his smile growing.

“Oh goodness, do I not look like I’m having fun? I am, I promise. Dinner was great and even though I’m bad at it, I love painting,” she assured him. “I think I’m just—”

“Jus’ thinking I might not be this sweet forever?” He smiled. She looked at her lap, her cheeks flaming bright red. “S’okay, Poppy. Y’don’t have a reason t’believe any man that they won’t,” he shrugged. “Jus’ promise you’ll let me prove y’wrong, yeah?” He stood up briefly and pressed a kiss to her temple so sweetly. “I like the way y’did your trees,” he pointed immediately. Like he was actively trying to draw her attention away from his very accurate statement. “Looks pretty, we can put it in m’room,” he rubbed his hand up and down her back soothingly before he sat down again.

“How do you read my mind like that?” She asked.

His grin was a little devilish, mischievous, like he knew he was trouble for being such a good boyfriend and it was only their first official date. “Been trying t’read your mind for a year, kitten,” he shrugged watching his canvas and listening to the woman at the front teach the next step.

She stood up and stepped closer to him, gently tilting his head toward her so she could kiss his cheek. When she turned to see his painting, she wished she could have been surprised, but it made sense that Harry hadn’t painted what the woman was doing at the front of the room at all, but instead he was painting a vase of poppies.

Harry smiled sheepishly. “Sorry,” he chuckled.

“It’s very pretty,” she whispered.

“S’my favorite flower,” he promised.

God, she really hoped he never fell out of love with her.

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suugarbabe · 1 year ago

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theodore nott | lore

Theo was born to his father Tiberius Nott and his mother Selene. Tiberius is also Theo's middle name (but he heavily resents it)

Theo and Draco essentially grew up together as both of their father's were loyal followers of Voldemort

Theo's father was and still is a Death Eater (however he is forever imprisioned in Azkaban after the second wizarding war)

His mother became sick before he ever attended Hogwarts, around when he was five or so

Her illness was very rare and caused her to slowly lose all of her magic while simultaneously getting weaker and weaker

You would often find Theo at his mother's bedside at St. Mungo's

You wouldn't, however, find Tiberius there as he essentially began disowning his wife as soon as she started to lose her magic

Theo was there when his mother passed (he was about eight), which is why he was one of three students that could see Thestrals his fifth year (the other two being Luna and Harry)

Spending so much time at St. Mungo's is actually what made Theo want to get better at potions

Bby boy was one of 12 students able to continue on to advanced N.E.W.T. level potions

His time at St. Mungo's allowed him to really spend precious time with his mother, hearing her stories and her aspirations for him and getting to see what a kind and loving soul she was

Even though she was growing weaker and losing her own magic

She used their time together to try and teach him as many unique spells and magical oddities that she could

You will often be surprised that Theo knows a spell or how to make a potion because he seems to never be paying attention

While he had to do certain things at the command of his father, deep down Theo is a lover

Theo's rage comes from the loss of his mother and the spite of his father

Never really allowed to process what happened to his mom, Theo bottled those feelings and thus, it comes out as anger and rage (making him a great fighter)

Through and through, Theo is a protector, as that was something he wasn't able to do for his mother

In order to be the best protector he became an excellent observer

Thus, when everyone things Theo is in the background, nodding off or dismissing conversations

He’s actually taking in as much information as possible

Because you never know how useful information can be

All and all, while Theo has a raging RBF, he’s really just observant, protecting and caring

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themostobsessed · 7 months ago

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Tom's character concept

Didn't manage to finish the comic in time for the Daddymort festival 2024 ( @daddymortfest ), but still working on the Dark Water AU (JP horror movie of 2002), where little Jamie moves in with his loner of a father (Harry), who's in danger of being stolen by a ghost 🥹🐍

These are Tom's key points:

✨ intense red eyes;

✨ pale skin with green-blue tint;

✨ sometimes soaked dripping hair sticking to forehead; dark veins showing through the skin (when agitated, angry, jealous);

✨ snake plushie as signature item mysteriously appearing here and there;

✨ has rbf syndrome (???) smug lil bean

✨ big Harry simp on the inside, giving him his plushie no matter if he wants it or not cut him some slack he's a little kid ghost with attachment issues

✨ has ghost form (creeping darkness, also white shape, inspired by Ito Junji's pretty boy ghost)

✨ taking Jamie as a rival

*The initial idea and rough outline was researched and put together by my dear SquibNation10 on Ao3 ❤️

#tom marvolo riddle #harry potter #tomarry #hp fanart #tmrhp #tom riddle #daddymort #hp comic #character design #character sheet #webcomic #dark water AU

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1donoow · 2 years ago

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MIX FANDOM FANFIC REC PT.2

[Fanfics i've read]

Edited

......

♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

......

Fantastic beast [newt scamander]

harry potter [wolfstar][remus lupin][regulus black][james potter]

the black phone [vance hooper]

enola holmes [sherlock holmes]

the walking dead [glenn rhee]

outa [peter pan][felix]

maze runnner [newt][gally]

dune [duke leto atreides]

rise of the guardians [jack frost][bunnymund]

big hero 6 [tadashi hamada][hiro hamada]

·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·

———FANTASTIC BEAST————

newt scamander

@moonlit-imagines - your husband coming home to find a baby niffler hanging from your neck

@spideyharrington - one and the same

————HARRY POTTER————

wolfstar

@wolfstardaughter-jj - like fathers,like daughter

@masivechaos - you remind me of him

·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·

remus lupin

@ddejavvu - grumpy remus x sunshine reader

- ___

- y/n loving when remus ramble

- sleepy cuddles with remus

·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·

regulus black

@ddejavvu - the reader intentionally mistook sirius as snape

·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·

james potter

@reysdriver - lucky charm

———THE BLACK PHONE———

vance hopper

@angelofthenight - are we about to kiss?

@mirrorballshiningjustforyou - vance with a opposite reader

- vance x cheerleader reader

————ENOLA HOLMES————

sherlock holmes

@marvelousmando - the game is afoot indeed

@love-strawberry - we'll be alright

@st-juliet - pulse point ♡

———THE WALKING DEAD———

glenn rhee

@the-daily-multi-fandom-post - gleens lover girl

@refiwrites - tepidity

@captain-tch - trinkets

——————OUAT————————

@thepiratequeenofneverland - A Poly introduction

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peter pan

@heliads - dating peter pan would include

@evangeline-perry - peter pan relationship

@bad268 - peter pan fluff alphabet

@justpan - Kindness and Cruelty

@mysadcorner - peter with a quiet!reader

·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·

felix

@goldenxshine - dating felix and wearing glasses would include

————MAZE RUNNER—————

@toxicbubblegum212 - snow in the glade

@virginia-peters - ___

@givemearock - tmr boys if you gave them a rock

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newt

@heliads - men and tea

@witchthewriter - jealous newt with a medjack girlfriend would include

·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·—·

gally

@cantstoptheimagines - rbf

@writingandimagines - gally teaching you how to defend yourself

@5sospenguinqueen - dating gally would include

@gladerscake - territorial

@witchthewriter - being gally's s/o would include

——————DUNE————————

duke leto atreides

@nonpoppin - beard

@dailyreverie - you are what’s important right now

- your touch

- hugging them from behind, laying their head on the other’s shoulder

@starryeyedstories - like real people do

@catlordewrites - in the water

- a little less lonely

@lightsinthedistancee - how it feel to be free

@geo-winchester - like we used to be

@supernovafeather - new home ♡

@letstalkaboutshtufff - opposites attract

@pumpkin-stars - stalwart

@ophelialoveshandsomemen - you're handsome with snowflakes in your beard

——RISE OF THE GUARDIAN——

jack frost

@imagines-dreams - ___ (cupid!reader)

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bunnymund

@razzlerdazzler - bunnymund with a halloween spirit s/o who likes spring and easter

@daydreaming-away-reality - the sweetest thank you (mother nature!reader)

—————BIG HERO 6—————

tadashi hamada

@multi-fandom-imagine - pop rock kiss

- ___

@subtly-a-selkie - tadashi is here pt1

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hiro hamada

@thequeenrains - a night to a decade

@bigherosix2 - quarantining with hiro

@maycat-19-142 - ___ (poison!reader)

#masterlist #mix fandom rec #newt scamander x reader #remus lupin x reader #regulus black x reader #james potter x reader #vance hopper x reader #sherlock holmes x reader #glenn rhee x reader #peter pan x reader #newt x reader #gally x reader #duke leto atreides x reader #jack frost x reader #bunnymund x reader #tadashi hamada x reader #hiro hamada x reader

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ronhazmione · 13 days ago

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I love this HC and I’m stealing it!!

adding on to this master piece, I am now also HCing that Snape often takes points from Harry for having an unpleasant expression on his face meanwhile Harry’s just squinting because he can’t tell if that letter over there is a ‘d’ or a ‘b’

Harry sucking at potions because he can't read Snape's fuckass board due to his glasses prescription being older then the renaissance age is my new favorite head canon

#harry james potter #severus snape #tani rambles #snape be like:#does he have rbf or is scowling at me???#harry does have RBF but he’s generally pissed off by everyone’s BS so it’s just stuck in his system now #severitus if you squint

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ilikemicrowaves · 5 months ago

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I'm normal about Carnelian (I say as I read her wiki for the 7262763 time)

Anyways, I here's all my hcs off the top of my head that I have. I'll probably add more or make another post with. But any ways, there's A LOT so under the cut

• She calls Turtle, Tortise and Kinkajou monkey because she forgets their names or wants to be a brat

• Her and Winter talk shit 24/7, 365. Mostly about Qibli and some of the gold winglet.

• hates the other skywings except Flame she fw Flame and thinks hus scar is badass (he doesn't believe her, womp womp)

• The only dragon she doesn't name call is Winter, Moon, and Umber. Qibli gets called sand muncher or Kibble.

• after a while she call Moon moron out if affection.

• Hated Scarlet not just because she was awful but tried to execute her for being friends with Peril at one point

• Hunting (or rather killing) is her unhealthy coping mechanism

• Truly dislikes Kinkajou and can't stand her

• likes Bigtail

• HATES Webs. She would have killed Webs during the invasion if she knew

• Prefers the dark

• Really idolized Tsunami and thinks she's pretty cool

• keeps trying to convince Tsunami to add a combat class and mentions it frequently

• rain makes her mad

• allergic to pollen. Blud is not smelling the flowers during spring

• Trying to convince Clay to let her and Flame wear matching Spike collars (he's scared she's gonna use it to kill someone)

• temper issues

• bad memory from ptsd effects

• orphan (parents died lmao)

• Is scared of Onyx (wtf is there an adult here???)

• wants ppl to think she listens to heavy metal but really she likes depressing hypepop and speed core stuff

• speech problems, struggles pronouncing L and S. (S sound like "sh" and L sounds like "y"

• Steals a lot of ppls food when she's to lazy to kill smth (usually from Qibli or one of the skywings)

• hates being looked at

• always squinting her eyes and RBF

• hates her name

• gave herself a nickname that nobody uses (Carnage)

• would wear a lot of baggy clothes and denim (her and Flame are pretty similar when comes to clothes)

• Pretty selfish but she's learning to be slightly nicer (it's not progressing well)

• reluctant to tell people about her nonexistent parents

• what would beak her? An explosion (😀)

• human!Carnelian would have a perm that almost hangs over her eyes and lots of face piercings

• has a husky and hoarse voice.

• HATES the noise of ppl tapping their claws (she does not understand adhd dragons 💔)

• Even though she was in the camp that believed Scarlet was deceased, I think she more of hoped than believed

• She misses her battalion a lot (they miss her skill, but not her.)

• out of her 14 battles, one was the invasion to the summer palace. She killed atleast 20 seawings

• She has a few broken teeth

• Her breath smells like ass (doesn't like brushing her teeth because her broken teeth hurt.)

• Her favorite color is actually maroon

• I based her design slightly off of a Harris hawk

• her and Flame have matching copper bracelets they made in art class.

• has Moonwatcher help her with the homework and reads to her

• Wishes Peril would talk to her (Very self-conscious about it and thinks Peril hates her)

• says dipshit a lot

• She thinks she's badass (she's not in most aspects)

• She looks a few years older than she is because of her squinted eyes and muscular build

• Mad JMA wouldn't let her bring in her spear

• skips music class almost every day

• Would refuse to go to any school dances unless Flame or Moonwatcher would ask her to go. (Most the time it's Moonwatcher, Flame hates the dances too.)

• hates all of the seawings but Turtle (DONT TELL ANYONE!!)

• wants to knock out Pike but restrains herself for Flame. (She's a little jealous of there frenemy-ship)

• Umber/turtle/Carnelian trio!!!!

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the-empress-7 · 7 months ago

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He's just jealous and angry. Like murderous anger. He cannot take it that the BRF has moved on so bloody well without him and most importantly, it's been alleged that William is running it with an iron grip just like Prince Philip did. William also has stop responding, reacting and had cut the traitor off for good. The family is a well oiled and smooth running machine now. Prince Philip must be SO PROUD of his dearest grandson! I miss him 😢

Murderous Angry Face is Harry's RBF.

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nekomabrat · 2 months ago

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AU TLOZ - Academia

Link is taken in at an early age by an official at the knight academy section in the royal school at Hyrule castle - he’s a scrungly and mischievous child, that does things like snagging snacks from the kitchen after lights out - though he mellows out as a teenager. Zelda is also in attendance at the royal academy, and is known for being an overachiever in scholarly adventures. They happen to notice each other in a Sheikah studies class but only exchange glances, these glances feel like sparks though they have no understanding of what this draw to each other is. One day they meet by chance in the library after lights out. As this is there first true meeting they’re both wary of each other, Zelda nears Link and once close enough their hands begin to glow and what looks like a tri-force appears. Both confused, they check the stacks to see if they can find anything in relation to Hyrule legends; Zelda had remembered hearing about the legends surrounding a hero and princess. They stay up that night searching through various history books of Hyrule. As they got closer and closer while flipping through the pages they continued to exchange more glances while searching through the books. Zelda prompts link to come back the next night and help her continue searching for the answer in books to which he nods. This sky rockets nightly meetings for them.

This story takes place in a period not very defined by the mainline games but in period where the legends regarding Zelda and Link are mostly a passed through word of mouth, and in turn have slowly disappeared. This story also primarily surrounds the life of Zelda and Link as students in the academy and less as their usual positions of Hero and Princess.

Inspirations are Harry Potter but not quite as “wizardy” - Definitely still academia.

-I am an artist do I DO want to make art for this AU-

Physical Descriptions:

Link - Dirty gold hair ; Same pretty features of most Links ; Hair is slightly long in the back and he has a messy middle part with long bangs and sideburns similar to that of OOT but far messier ; He wears the student uniform but he probably leaves wrinkles in it

Zelda - Sandy blonde leaning toward brownish, long and pin straight, she regularly wears a headband or a clip to hold her hair back ; More mature or serious features ; RBF ; Her uniform is constantly in perfect condition

#zelda #tloz #loz #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #zelda au #tloz au #alternate universe #fanfic

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 months ago

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Hi I was wondering if I could have a match up please? (and thank you :))

Age: 19

Pronouns: He/It

Matchup: Scooby doo, happy potter, and Dc please

Zodiac: Libra Sun

Sexuality: Bi

Looks: I am 5 '3 and kind of lanky, I have short hair. I am slightly tan due to my Hispanic genes but not much. I tend to have RBF. My fashion sense is all over the place but I stick with black or dark clothes. I am also almost always cold.

Hobbies: Reading, writing, crafts, watching TV and gaming.

Interests: Cartoons, scary movies/stories/etc, writing, mythology, books, FNAF

Style: Mine switches but mainly, dark academia, goth, nerdy, and middle school boy.

Personality: I am an introvert and have very bad anxiety. I tend to be chatty at times and be a pessimist. I also get frustrated with things because of my ADHD and Autism. I tend to stim, have anxiety/ADHD tics, scratch my arm, and stutters. I am pretty smart but my procrastination doesn’t help that. I am also almost very tired because I have horrible sleeping habits. I have a habit of going non-verbal for times so I learned ASL. my MBTI list is INTJ/INTP

Love language: I like giving things to people since it shows my love. I can cook and bake food, give to my friends. I also am very excited about holidays because I would make gifts, cards, drawing, etc for my friends and family.

I personally like gift giving, I really like weird stuff like bones, rocks,etc. I also like words or affirmations or touch from time to time

I’m so so sorry if this is too long.

HI! Don't worry, it's not too long! Thank you for all the information you gave me, it helped a lot when finding you the perfect match! ;)

I hope you enjoy your matchups!

<333333

Romantic Matchups; Scooby Doo, Harry Potter, and DC

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Romantic;

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Scooby Doo;

Velma Dinkley -

You first met Velma in a quirky, small-town library where she was researching an obscure paranormal phenomenon.

She noticed you pulling a thick stack of mythology books and couldn't resist striking up a conversation about your shared interest in the mythology and supernatural.

You were hesitant at first, overwhelmed by her somewhat shy but also confident - and rapid-fire explanations - but her passion drew you in.

She noticed while in conversation that you were stimming with a pen, and so she offered you a stress toy that she carried around 'just in case'.

Really, it was whenever Shaggy forgot his stress toys, Velma always had a few extra on her.

Velma loved how your knowledge of mythology and horror complemented her detective work.

She started asking for your input on cases, even ones where the supernatural wasn’t involved.

Yeah, it wasn't long into your friendship that she told you about her job with her other friends.

Though, she made sure that you were ready when introducing you to her friends; Fred, Daphne, Shaggy, and Scooby.

You bonded over late-night study or gaming sessions.

Who knew that she actually liked video games?

She introduced you to her favorite puzzles and logic games, and you surprised her with your knack for finding unconventional solutions.

She quickly learned to recognize when you needed space or were overwhelmed, offering quiet support without pressuring you to talk.

Velma began to fall for you when she realized how deeply you cared for others, even when it hard for you to express it.

She admired how you poured your energy into making/finding thoughtful gifts for people you loved.

On your end, you couldn’t help but notice how Velma’s intelligence was matched by her kindness. She made you feel understood in a way that no one else did.

She would obviously already know ASL, so she can communicate with you if ever you go non-verbal.

Velma officially asked you out during a quiet moment at the Mystery Machine. She’d written her feelings out in a little notebook.

Dates involved exploring old bookstores, binge-watching classic horror cartoons, and even arts and crafts.

She loved the gifts you had given her - homemade bookmarks, shiny rocks, and hand-drawn cards.

And food! She loves it whenever you bake her something!

She is a sucker for your cookies!

She loves giving you things in return; a piece of a coyote jaw bone, a very cool and smooth rock, a raven feather made into a quill - with some ink for your writing.

You helped Velma organize her notes when she got overwhelmed with research, offering her snacks and tea to keep her going.

She took you on ghost-hunting adventures, letting you hang back with her equipment if you were too anxious to join the front-line sleuthing.

Velma would often give you hugs or hold your hand when she noticed you getting fidgety in social situations, her presence calming you down.

But, if you are not into hugs at that moment, she will soothe you with her kind words and soft voice.

If you don't want that, she will just sit or stand beside you, comforting you with her presence, in the peaceful silence.

She bought you a heated blanket for your always-cold tendencies and loved wrapping you up in it while you watched horror movies together.

If anyone made you uncomfortable or dismissed your stims, she’d give them a firm, no-nonsense lecture about respecting boundaries.

You’d leave encouraging notes in her notebooks, reminding her how brilliant she was whenever she doubted herself.

Knowing how much she loved mysteries, you created a mini-scavenger hunt for her birthday, with clues leading to a handmade scrapbook of your favorite moments together.

By the way, Fred, Daphne, Shaggy, and Scobby love you!

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Harry Potter;

Sirius Black -

You were friends with Lily Evans and often helped her with schoolwork.

Through her, you untimely met Sirius.

Sigh.

Who initially came off as loud and intimidating to your more introverted self.

He was also quite the hindrance when you were trying to work on homework, but then again, you were also procrastinating.

Sirius found your quiet nature intriguing and took it as a challenge to get you out of your shell.

He’d sit next to you during meals or throw playful quips your way until you eventually started bantering back.

Opening up a bit took a while, he had to earn your trust.

Sirius loved dragging you into mischievous adventures, but he also respected your need for calm moments.

Which surprised you a bit because, well, he was Sirius Black.

But he was considerate, knowing when you were becoming overwhelmed or overstimulated and making sure you found a quiet place to destimulate.

He’d often sit with you in the library, pretending to study while secretly drawing funny doodles to try and make you laugh.

Sirius Black? In a library?

Never heard of that.

When he started spending time with you in the library, that's when James, Remus, and Peter started getting the feeling that Sirius liked you.

Yeah, more than a friend.

He always carried a charm or trinket you’d made for him, claiming it brought him luck during Quidditch matches.

He really likes the black dog keychain you made him, it's on his satchel bag.

Sirius realized his feelings at James and Lily’s wedding, where he saw you sitting alone, looking lost in thought. He was struck by how much he wanted to make you smile.

To be the reason for your wonderful smile...

Oof, he was hooked, smitten; he fancied you.

For you, it was the little things he did - like carrying a scarf to lend you when you got cold, buying you and him matching slippers, and when he tried baking you something for once... That made you fall for him.

After years of friendship, the transition to romance felt natural, as if it had been building up all along.

The night of the wedding, Sirius sat next to you and quietly confessed his feelings, offering you his hand for a dance.

That dance turned into a slow, heartfelt moment where everything else faded away.

He was fiercely protective, always checking in on your anxiety or making sure you had an escape plan at crowded events.

You’d spend hours curled up together, you reading while he absentmindedly played with your hair or practiced spells.

Sirius loved taking you on nighttime walks, and pointing out constellations while you shared random historical facts.

He taught you to ride a broom, holding you steady until you felt comfortable soaring on your own.

Sirius made a point of remembering your stims and comforting habits, offering distractions or grounding techniques when you were stressed.

Buys you all the pillows, blankets, and stuffies you could ever wish for whenever you are tired.

Just take a nap, and let all your worries wash away...

You defended him fiercely when people brought up his family, shutting down any judgment with calm but firm logic.

And, yeah, you know about his dog form.

Doggy pets.

Totally helps with anxiety.

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DC;

Helena Bertinelli (Huntress) -

You worked with the Justice League as a coordinator for resources and information.

Helena - Huntress - initially saw you as another "desk job" person and didn’t think much of it until you helped her track down a lead she’d been chasing for weeks.

She felt kind of bad for underestimating you.

She was impressed by your efficiency and sharp intellect, but it wasn’t until she noticed your quiet confidence that she started to really respect you.

You bonded over late nights in the Watchtower, where she’d take breaks from patrols and find you engrossed in a book or crafting.

Helena appreciated how you respected her boundaries but also had a knack for offering support when she needed it most.

She’d often sit with you during your breaks, sharing stories about her latest missions while you listened attentively and asked thoughtful questions.

You started stashing snacks and warm drinks for her, knowing she often forgot to take care of herself during long missions.

Helena started to develop feelings when she noticed how deeply you cared for her well-being, even when she tried to brush it off. She admired your determination and the way you made her feel seen and heard.

You didn't see her like some of the others in the Justice League.

They didn't fully trust her because how she thought killing was justified if the person had done something incredibly horrible.

You understood her, you made her feel seen, and you knew that she was just doing what she could to get rid of the bad people in the world.

Oh, and she usually ran on revenge, they didn't like that either.

But you liked her.

Basically, what I am saying, is that you supported her unconditionally, standing by her even when her methods were questioned by others, because you believed in her heart.

For you, it was her unwavering sense of justice and the rare moments when she let her guard down around you that made your heart ache for her.

The realization hit you both slowly but undeniably, like puzzle pieces falling into place.

Helena confessed her feelings one night in the Watchtower, her voice soft but steady as she admitted that she trusted you more than anyone else.

Dates were unconventional - training sessions in the gym, sneaking away to cozy diners or sharing a bottle of your favorite drink after a long day.

If you both aren't in the mood for anything crazy - as said above - the both of you would spend time reading together, watching horror movies, or even napping.

She was fiercely loyal and made a point of checking in with you, whether through a quick message during missions or a surprise visit to your office.

You helped Helena upgrade her gear, offering creative ideas that combined her combat expertise with your resourcefulness.

She is obsessed with the upgrade you gave her crossbow.

She loved reading alongside you, even if her taste leaned more toward gritty crime novels than your mythology and horror books.

Movie nights were a staple - she secretly enjoyed the cartoons and horror flicks you introduced her to, though she’d never admit it.

Helena made a habit of walking you home after work, her protective instincts kicking in every time she thought about you being alone at night.

Loves secretly leaving your gifts on your desk in your office - like cozy, dark-colored sweaters that fit your aesthetic.

She'd also surprise you with other small tokens of affection - a rare book you'd mentioned, a sleek jacket to match hers, or a plushie she saw and that reminded her of you.

She totally understands when you need to be alone, if ever. She also likes her alone time.

She also totally understands whenever you become overwhelmed or overstimulated; she has a full bin of fidget toys and craft supplies in her room whenever you need them.

Speaking more about fidget toys; Helena kept a small collection of fidget toys you introduced her to, finding them surprisingly helpful for calming her nerves after intense missions.

She’d often fidget with one while talking to you, claiming it was your fault she’d gotten attached.

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