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[flowerandblood]

I know that my Christmas series is slowly becoming less festive, but as part of Christmas Drabbles today you will receive a drabble from the HP universe, i.e. Green Snake, Red Lion!!!! 🐍

[rainbow-angel110]

And for my 150th post, I am going to talk about my OCs!

It's not cringe I swear! I've had this in my head for far too long and now I'm finally posting about this..... Okay, it's gonna be mostly pictures and some stuff I have solidly pinned down.

The master list!!!

(and if you can't read my atrocious handwriting [>_<;])

Team 24 of Sector 1, aka "Backup Squad" (ignore the parentheses, I don't like it)

Vanessa (Species: Human, Age: 16, Main OC, she/her)

Solace (Species: Mershark [Goblin/Dwarf Lantern shark], Age in human: 22 [Actual is 100], he/they)

Kiren (Species: Swirl Orc, Age in human: 23 [Actual is 89], he/him)

Ship name: Solren (are legal in their species ages!)

"Sam/Samantha" (Species: Deer Centaur, Age in human: 30 [Actual is 3,000], she/her)

Nova (Species: Space Elf [thinking about changing that], Age in human: 18 [Actual is 3], they/them)

Flitting (Faerin [also thinking about changing], Age in human: 100 [Actual is 25], he/him)

Ryder (Species: Human, Age: 16, not a part of the team, he/they)

Damn okay that's longer than I expected, sorry for making you read all that 😅

I have some doodles too! (Warning: They are bad)

^ Please ignore the notes, this was in history class [>_<;]

There's more to add but I'll do that if I'm up to it and if y'all weren't driven away from me by this whole.... thing

[richcasinoalgorithimoa]

การพนันกีฬาเกี่ยวกับเกม Leicester City vs Middlesbrough มีโอกาสชนะอย่างไรบ้าง?

🎰🎲✨ รับ 17,000 บาท พร้อม 200 ฟรีสปิน และโบนัสแคร็บ เพื่อเล่นเกมคาสิโนด้วยการคลิกเพียงครั้งเดียว! ✨🎲🎰

การพนันกีฬาเกี่ยวกับเกม Leicester City vs Middlesbrough มีโอกาสชนะอย่างไรบ้าง?

ในการแข่งขันระหว่าง Leicester City กับ Middlesbrough นั้นเป็นการชมเชยที่ไม่ค่อยผันผวนมากมาย เนื่องจากทั้งสองทีมมีฟอร์มที่ดีและยังคงพยายามเอาชนะกันอย่างไม่ลดละหลิม การวิเคราะห์การแข่งขันระหว่างทั้งสองทีมจึงเป็นเรื่องที่น่าสนใจอย่างยิ่ง เมื่อดูจากฟอร์มของ Leicester City มีระยะเวลาที่ดีมากในช่วงเวลาล่าสุด โดยทีมนี้ได้ทำผลงานที่น่าประทับใจกับการชนะเหรอ A และ B อย่างต่อเนื่อง ส่วน Middlesbrough ก็มีฟอร์มที่ไม่ใช่น้อย เนื่องจากทีมนี้ก็มีสมรรถนะที่ดีและคุณภาพของนักเตะที่ดี มีทั้งการโจมตีและป้องกันที่มีประสิทธิภาพ การคาดการณ์ว่าในการแข่งขันระหว่าง Leicester City กับ Middlesbrough จะมีการแข่งขันอย่างดุเดือดจากทั้งสองฝ่าย และคาดว่าคะแนนอาจจะสุ่มเซ็นกัน อย่างไรก็ตาม คุณภาพและความพร้อมพลังของทั้งสองทีมนั้นยังคงเป็นปัจจัยที่มีน้ำหนักสำคัญในการตัดสินใจของการแข่งขันนี้

ทีมฟุตบอล Leicester City จะเอนกเข้าสู้กับทีม Middlesbrough ในการแข่งขันในทางลีค English Premier League เมื่อวันอาทิตย์ที่ 14 พฤษจิกายน 2564 สถิติการพนันกีฬาสำคัญสำหรับการพบกันนี้มีความสำคัญอย่างมากสำหรับผู้เสียเป็นแฟนบอล ทั้ง Leicester City และ Middlesbrough มีผลการแข่งขันที่ดีในไม้เสียงล่าสุด ซึ่งทำให้การพนันแม้ว่า เป็นเรื่องที่ยากขึ้นเพราะทั้งสองทีมมีความก้าวหน้าในเกมล่าสุดในพรีเมียร์ลีค อย่างไรก็ดี การที่ Leicester City จะเคยได้แต้มเต็มในการแข่งขันล่าสุด ทำให้เป็นอีกการดูที่น่าสนใจว่าวันนี้ใคร��ะเป็นผู้ชนะในเกมนี้

ความสำคัญของการทำการสำรองที่งานพนันกีฬาเป็นเรื่องที่ผู้เสียเป็นแฟนพนันให้ความสนใจ เนื่องจากมีโอกาสที่จะทำกำไรได้ที่เป็นอย่างดี การศึกษาสถิติและข้อมูลการแข่งขันเพื่อทำการสำรองก่อนการแข่งขันเป็นวิธีหนึ่งที่ช่วยเพิ่มโอกาสในการชนะ ดังนั้น การวางเดิมพันในการแข่งขันระหว่าง Leicester City กับ Middlesbrough ต้องพิจารณาข้อมูลสถิติและความสมดุลของทีมเพื่อเพิ่มโอกาสในการชนะเพิ่มขึ้น

ด้วยการทำการสำรองให้ละลายระหว่างการแข่งขัน Leicester City กับ Middlesbrough คุณสามารถเพลิดเพลินดังไปกับก้าวสุดที่ไม่เหมือนใครโดยการวางเดิมพันในวันอาทิตย์นี้.

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ในการวิเคราะห์นักเตะทีม Middlesbrough นั้น เราต้องพูดถึงนักเตะกลุ่มหลักที่มีอิทร์เช่องอ่า จูลเอสต์ที่เล่นในตำแหน่งกองหน้า ซึ่งเป็นผู้ให้กำเนิดความตื่นตัวให้กับทีม และเกริ่นทางเข้าที่ทำให้เขาเป็นหนึ่งในนักเตะที่มีประสิทธิภาพที่สุดในสิทธิกลุ่ม นอกจากนี้ยังมี ดุกานะนิเกล ตัวกลางที่เป็นแขนกลางในการควบคุมเกมของทีม โดยมีบทบาทสำคัญในการสร้างโอกาสให้กับนักเตะกลุ่มหน้า นอกจากนั้น วิคเตอร์ ลินท์ กองกลางล่างที่เป็นส่วนสำคัญในการป้องกันและสร้างฐานเสริมให้กับทีม และ คริสท์จีนซี่ ไฮน์คีย์ ผู้เล่นที่มีความสามารถในการล้มละลายกองกลางของกลุ่มตรงข้าม

การวิเคราะห์นักเตะทีม Middlesbrough ทำให้เราเข้าใจถึงความสำคัญของแต่ละนักเตะในทีม การประสานงานระหว่างนักเตะหลายคนทำให้ทีมมีประสิทธิภาพในการเล่น เพื่อทำให้ทีมมีผลสำเร็จในการแข่งขันให้ได้ผลลัพธ์ที่ดี ความสามารถและบทบาทของนักเตะในทีม Middlesbrough มีบทบาทสำคัญในการสร้างประสิทธิภาพให้กับทีมในทุกระดับบนสนามเพื่อคว้าชัยชนะในการแข่งขันและให้ความสำเร็จในการไปสู่วัตถุประสงค์ที่ตั้งไว้ การวิเคราะห์นี้ช่วยให้เห็นภาพรวมของทีม Middlesbrough และความสำคัญของแต่ละนักเตะในการทำให้ทีมเป็นทีมที่เข้มแข็งและมั่นคงในการแข่งขันในฤดูกาลนี้

ในการพนันบอล Leicester City vs Middlesbrough มีเทคนิคหลายประการที่สามารถช่วยให้ผู้เล่นมีโอกาสชนะทั้งสองฝั่ง. ต่อไปนี้คือ 5 เทคนิคที่สำคัญที่ช่วยให้คุณมีโอกาสชนะในการพนันบอลคู่นี้:

การศึกษาและทำความเข้าใจเกี่ยวกับสถานะของทีมทั้งสองข้าง. การวิเคราะห์รูปแบบการเล่น, ผลการแข่งขันก่อนหน้า, และสถานะของนักเตะสำคัญจะช่วยให้คุณทำการพนันได้อย่างมั่นใจ.

การติดตามข่าวสารล่าสุดเกี่ยวกับทีม. ความสามารถในการจัดวางแผนการเล่น, ข่าวการบาดเจ็บของนักเตะ, และความเข้มข้นของหลักสูตรเป็นสิ่งสำคัญที่ช่วยให้คุณทำการพนันอย่างแม่นยำ.

การวิเคราะห์โอกาสการชนะและราคาของตลาด. การเปรียบเทียบอัตราการชนะ, ตลาด Asian Handicap, และ Over/Under จะช่วยให้คุณทำเรื่องฉลาดในการเลือกตลาดที่ดีที่สุด.

การเข้าใจความเสี่ยงและการจัดการความเสี่ยง. การจัดทำแผนการจัดการเงินอย่างมีระบบจะช่วยลดความเสี่ยงในการพนันและเพิ่มโอกาสในการชนะ.

การตั้งเป้าหมายและมีความอดทน. การพนันมีความสำคัญที่ต้องมีเป้าหมายที่ชัดเจนและไม่ควรทำการเสี่ยงเกินไป. ความอดทนและการเก็บข้อมูลจะช่วยให้คุณเป็นนักพนันที่ประสบความสำเร็จ.

ด้วยการใช้เทคนิคเหล่านี้อย่างชาญระยะ สามารถช่วยให้คุณมีโอกาสชนะในการพนันบอล Leicester City vs Middlesbrough อย่างมากขึ้น. อย่าลืมว่าการพนันควรทำอย่างรอบคอบและคล่องตัว.

[starscorners]

GAYATHRIE SHANKAR NET WORTH NOW

Gayathrie is a famous film actress, born on 2 January 1993 in India. As of January 9, 2023, Gayathrie Shankar net worth is $5 million. The multi-starrer Ula has been renamed Chithiram Pesuthuadi 2 and has seen a release in 2019. The film is directed by Rajan Madhav of Muran fame and also stars Radhika Apte, Priya Banerjee, Vidharth, and Dwayne Bravo. Puriyatha Puthir directed by Ranjit Jeyakodi and starring Vijay Sethupathi was released in 2017. Oru Nalla Naal Paathu Solren directed by debutant Arumugakumar was a black comedy starring Vijay Sethupathi, Gautham Karthik, and NIharika Konidela. The film was released on February 2, 2018. Seethakathi was released on 20 December 2018. She worked as an assistant director on Seethakathi, directed by Balaji Tharaneetharan. She also appeared in a cameo in Seethakathi. 2018 also saw her foray into web series. She played the role of Aadhira, in the Amazon Prime exclusive series called Vella Raja.

[theechudar]

Vijay Sethupathi and Vadivelu to join hands for this director's film?- Cinema express

Vijay Sethupathi and Vadivelu to join hands for this director’s film?- Cinema express

A while ago, Vadivelu had disclosed in an interaction with press that he will be joining hands with Vijay Sethupathi for an upcoming film. Now, multiple sources have speculated that they will be working together on a film directed and produced by Arumugamkumar, who bankrolled Laabam and directed Oru Nalla Naal Paathu Solren.  The film is expected to be a full-fledged comedy like Idharku Thaaney…

[trendingwatch]

இந்த இயக்குனரின் படத்தில் விஜய் சேதுபதியும், வடிவேலுவும் இணையுமா?

இந்த இயக்குனரின் படத்தில் விஜய் சேதுபதியும், வடிவேலுவும் இணையுமா?

சற்று முன், வடிவேலு, விஜய் சேதுபதியுடன் இணைந்து ஒரு படத்தில் நடிக்கப் போவதாக செய்தியாளர்களுக்கு அளித்த பேட்டியில் தெரிவித்திருந்தார். இப்போது, ​​லாபம் படத்தை தயாரித்து இயக்கிய ஆறுமுககுமார் இயக்கிய மற்றும் தயாரிக்கும் படத்தில் அவர்கள் இணைந்து பணியாற்றுவார்கள் என்று பல வட்டாரங்கள் ஊகித்துள்ளன. தங்கம் Nalla Naal Paathu Solren. இப்படம் முழுக்க முழுக்க காமெடி படமாக இருக்கும் என எதிர்பார்க்கப்படுகிறது…

[oldwxunds]

based on this

La mirada del castaño de dirigió hacia el punto en el que el dardo se había quedado clavado en aquel mapa. Se acercó para conocer cual sería el próximo destino de la contraria y él. New Orleans. Una divertida sonrisa se formó en sus labios mientras alzaba la mirada hacia la muchacha frente a él y señalaba la marca del dardo. “Ya tenemos próximo destino.” Comentó acercándose a ella con una amplia sonrisa. No era ni el primer, ni el último viaje que ambos amigos realizaban juntos. Ambos habían recorrido juntos una gran parte del mundo, pero ahora habían cambiado el hecho de llevar todo planeado para marcharse a la aventura por donde el azar quisiese. “¿Cuando te apetece que salgamos, esta noche o mañana por la mañana?” Cuestiono con curiosidad mirando el rejos que estaba en su muñeca, calculando cuanto tiempo les costaría llegar si salían ahora o al día siguiente. El castaño se encogió de hombros con levedad dirigiendo su atención a la muchacha. “Por mi cuando tú quieras.” @solrenning

[flowerandblood]

Green Snake, Red Lion

[Slytherin • Aemond x Gryffindor • female]

[warnings: swearing, fluff, physical violence]

[description: Aemond is a Chaser and captain of the Slytherin team. His biggest rival on the pitch from the Gryffindor team, turned to be his biggest fan, and he hates her with all of his heart. His hatred towards her slowly turns into something else, when she one day stands up for his sister, Helaena. This is a slow burn love story.]

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

Previous and next chapters: Masterlist

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Aemond left his team's tent furiously. Slytherin lost to Gryffindor by only ten points, as none of the Seekers managed to catch the Golden Snitch before time. Even though Aemond wasn't the only Chaser, he was the captain and he couldn't stand that the opposing player that he had the biggest problem with was a petite, inconspicuous girl.

Solren was a Chaser for the Gryffindor team. She was slim and of slight build so she was fast, agile and light on the broom. It was hard to keep up with her.

She appeared and disappeared suddenly, knocking the Quaffle out of his hand. He was often brutal with her on the pitch, she had more than one strong collision with him which she paid with bruises. He hated her with all his heart.

Even though he repeatedly told his Beaters, his brother Aegon and Darec, to keep an eye on her, they couldn't keep up with her. She dodged the Bludger nimbly, flying remarkably on her broomstick.

She was able to do various stunts on it, much to the delight of the audience. Aemond looked at it with embarrassment. He thought that she was just showing off, trying to get the applause. Nevertheless, nothing annoyed him more than her behavior off the pitch.

He felt like there wasn't a person in the world who loved him more than she did. She praised his skills over, his speed on the broom and the power with which he could throw the Quaffle over the hoop from afar. She always cheered him on at all the Slytherin matches, except of course for those played against Gryffindor.

She never imposed herself on him like the girls who tried to sneak him a love potion drink, but the joy and optimism she felt when she was around him drove him crazy. Sometimes he wanted to punch her. He thought she was just stupid.

He rolled his eye impatiently, letting out a sound of frustration as he walked across the grass to the school grounds and saw Solren waving at him from afar.

She had a cotton swab up her nose, which was oozing blood, another reminder of the collision with him when she tried to take the Quaffle from him. He pursed his lips, thinking that even his elbow in her face didn't bring him victory.

"I'm going to the infirmary right now to see Madame Pomfery, because I think you broke my nose." She laughed a little, as if she was talking about something funny. He looked at her incredulously, not stopping, looking away, impatient.

"I don't know if it makes sense, because I'll probably break it again in the next match." He spoke teasingly and coldly.

She burst out laughing at his words, as if his attitude didn't scare her at all. She pursed her lips in an apparent attempt to contain herself, her eyebrows twitching in helpless amusement.

"Come on, why are you so aggressive. If I broke your nose, you wouldn't stop playing either." She said low, and he gave her a dispassionate look.

"Do you have to follow me?" He asked in frustration, wondering why, among such huge fields of free space, she had to be right next to him, talking to him. She raised an eyebrow at his words.

"I'm sorry that I'm going in the same direction." She muttered, feigning an offended tone, walking a few steps ahead of him, shooting him a defiant look. With a gauze pad stuck up her nose she looked comical to say the least, and she knew it.

"You'll get back at the Ravenclaws. I will be cheering for you." She said with a smile and moved forward quickly, ahead of him. He sighed heavily as she disappeared from his sight.

She always chatted with him after the match. She congratulated him on every success on the pitch with an excitement and joy that left him completely off balance.

He usually didn't answer at anything she said, but she didn't mind that at all. He wondered if maybe she just want to fuck him, like the other girls who had tried to get his attention, with varying degrees of success.

He rejected the thought, however, because she always approached him in public, in front of other people or in plain sight. She didn't try to drag him into the restroom or other secluded places where he satisfied his temporary physical needs with various girls. He had absolutely no idea what to do with her or how to discourage her.

She used to come to all his matches, watching him play. She even painted a banner with his name on it, green and white with tissue paper patterns, which she happily held up in the audience, embarrassing him. His teammates often laughed at her and, wanting to humiliate her, approached her openly about it, asking if she was in love with him.

She replied that she thought Aemond was the best player in the school and that he was her biggest inspiration and authority. She said it so lightly and with such joy that his buddies finally let her go, finding her behavior even cute.

He noticed that she also sometimes praised them after a match if she thought that they played well. She was the only Gryffindor that they talked to without irony in their voices.

He thought that she was an attention-seeking whore, painfully craving the applause of others. She would say all these nice things to have someone praise her too, pat her on the head, tell her how sweet and kind she was.

He was furious when he saw her talking to Helaena in the corridor. His sister was in Ravenclaw. Withdrawn, quiet, a bit mysterious, she sometimes said strange, ill-considered things. He knew that some people in her household avoided her because of this, considering her a weirdo. Aemond knew that she had a naive, tender heart, and that Solren must have easily wrapped her around her finger.

"Stay away from my sister." He'd told her once when he'd approached her after a match, all hot. She gave him a puzzled, confused look, not smiling for the first time when she saw him.

"What?" She asked, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. He moved closer to her, so that no one could hear the exchange between them.

"Stay away from my sister. She is naive, she might believe that you actually like her. But I know that you're a bigger viper than most Slytherins I know." He hissed, leaving her pale and shaken.

There had been a change in her since then that pleased him. She stopped approaching him after matches, stopped bringing that fucking banner, and finally gave him a break from her outward appearances. He thought with relief that she would finally let him go.

One day, entering the Great Hall, he found a scene that knocked him off his feet. His sister was crying softly as she knelt looking at something on the floor between the long tables, a good distance from him. Solren was leaning over her, her back to him, stroking her head. He could barely hear what they were saying.

"He killed Meles. My spider, he was so attached to me." Helaena whispered in a trembling voice, looking at her for understanding and comfort. Solren nodded.

"I know, I'm so sorry. We'll give him a funeral on the common, what do you say?" Solren asked, and Helaena smiled sleepily.

"Do you think I could sing to him?" She asked, and Solren gave her a light, warm laugh.

“We can come up with some kind of funeral march for the spiders. Meles won't be offended for sure." She said softly, Helaena seemed a little less broken than she had just a few seconds ago. The Ravenclaw beside them, apparently responsible for Meles' murder, shook his head in disbelief.

"You're both abnormal. It's just a worm, and this girl is crying like she's lost her mind. Are you sure you shouldn't be at St. Mung's?" He asked Helaena loudly, amused, leaning over her with a biting smile. Solren straightened up, frowning.

"Apologize." She said threateningly, clearly angry. The boy laughed at her words.

"Fuck you and your "magic creatures", play fun funeral for your sweet spider together." He said amused and turned to leave, but Solren grabbed his robe and pulled him so that he nearly fell.

"Apologise, you bastard!" She snarled, and they both began to grapple with each other.

"Fuck off!" He said, grabbing her arm aggressively, trying to pull her away.

Aemond was about to step in and interrupt but Cregan Stark, captain of the Gryffindor team, stopped him. He was a tall, robust dark-haired man, who lifted Solren with ease, tossing the kicking, angry girl over his shoulder.

"Calm down." He said, carrying her back to the Gryffindor table, obviously not wanting his house to lose points. Solren paid no attention to it and pointed her finger at the boy with whom she had just almost fought.

"I will fucking kill you!" She hissed and sighed loudly, lowering her head, letting Cregan put her on the floor after a moment.

He saw them talking about something for a while, Stark trying to calm her down as she gesticulated aggressively, obviously taken over by the whole situation. Her gaze met his and she stopped suddenly, frowning and she turned her face away.

Aemond walked over to his sister and helped her to get up. Helaena held the spider in her hands, or rather what was left of him after he had been crushed.

"I'm sorry." He spoke softly, not knowing how to comfort her. Helaena looked at him sleepily as if she hadn't quite heard what he said.

"We're giving him a funeral. Will you come with us?" She asked, looking at him hopefully.

He wanted to refuse but he thought that he had done nothing to stand up for her. He didn't even react when Solren struggled with that Ravenclaw. He sighed and just nodded his head.

After several minutes the three of them met behind the school grounds in a clearing, under one of the trees. Helaena thought that was the perfect place to bury her dead friend.

Solren brought a small cardboard box into which they placed the remains of his body and closed the lid. Helaena dug a small pit with her hands and placed the box in it, then shoved it all back in.

Helaena and she step back, his sister taking Solren's hand, apparently seeking comfort in her difficult time. Solren stroked her fingers, pursed her lips, real concern on her face. Helaena looked like she wanted to say something, but she couldn't. After a moment she turned to Solren.

"Will you sing something? I was going to do it, but for some reason I have a very tight throat." She said, sighing softly, her eyes red.

Solren looked at her, then at Aemond, not knowing what to do. She cleared her throat quietly, bewildered.

"I don't know what song would be appropriate for your friend." She said softly, uncertainly. Helena smiled.

"Sing what you think that he might like." She said, squeezing her hand tighter.

They stood there, staring at the mound of fresh earth in front of them. Solren opened her mouth after a moment.

When trust takes you over When the sleep of just falls on your head The moment you shut your eyes, I, under the cover of the night, will run away as far as I can I'll run becasue I can't take it no more I'll run before this love makes me devour you whole ‘Couse the more I want of you, the less I got of me Forgive me Oh-oh-oh-oh Sleep, my love, sleep

She sang it in such a way that it sent shivers down his spine. The song was primal, folk, magical, slow, from the depths of her chest. He was surprised at how pleasant her voice sounded. Helaena looked at her equally surprised, squeezing her hand tighter.

“It was beautiful. Thank you." She whispered.

The three of them walked back to the school grounds, Solren and Helaena still holding hands, walking ahead of him together as if they were a couple. He thought he had judged her very hastily. He looked down, discouraged and tired.

They escorted Helena to the dormitory. As she disappeared through the door, they both looked at each other in silence. He knew that the Gryffindor had a high-stakes match against the Ravenclaws tomorrow. If they won the match, they'd make it to the competition finals on points, even if they lost the next match to Hufflepuff and Slytherin.

"Good luck tomorrow." He said low, turning and walking down the stairs, leaving her with a shocked expression on her face.

The next day, his Slytherin teammates were talking about the upcoming match. He wasn't in the habit of watching them, except from the sidelines, knowing each team's tactics perfectly well.

He was sitting on the couch in their common room, reading a book, preparing for his Potions exam. Aegon walked over to him, sitting on the couch across from him.

"Will you come to the match with us? It's going to be a good show." He said low, brushing his hair casually.

Aemond wanted to answer automatically no, but hesitated. For some reason he wanted to see her fly on a broomstick from the side. Does she have any weak points. He decided that as her opponent, he should have been better acquainted with her personal way of acting on the pitch.

He agreed.

He and his friends settled in the audience. There was beautiful, sunny weather all around them. Some of the Slytherins started whistling and howling as the Gryffindors came onto the pitch. He thought it was childish and watched the whole spectacle dispassionately.

As Professor Hooch released the Golden Snitch and the match began, he was surprised to see how nimbly and quickly Solren grabbed the Quaffle.

She maneuvered confidently and lightly among the other players, not even giving them a chance to react. She immediately hit one of the hoops, making the entire Gryffindor audience roar in ecstasy and joy.

She and the other chaser flew like clockwork, exchanging positions. Several people clapped and shouted with joy as Solren dodged the Bludger, turning the broom 360 degrees without losing focus.

He thought, looking at her sideways, that he was not surprised that he had a problem with her and had to resort to violence.

She played perfectly.

He also noticed, surprised, that she sometimes used his own tricks and feints in the game. He hadn't noticed it before.

He didn't realize that she was actually modeling on him.

He felt a cold sweat on his neck at the thought that everything she had said to him was true.

She really treated him as her authority, and he humiliated her.

He pressed his lips against the unpleasant tightness in his stomach, which he didn't like at all. He didn't want to feel guilty but he knew that he had misjudged her very, very badly. He looked down, thinking of Helaena. That she was the only one standing up for her.

The only one who wasn't laughing at her.

He jumped in place as the rest of the audience when he heard screams and squeals. One of the contestants hit Solren in the head with a Bludger, she spun on her broomstick and fell from a considerable height to the ground, her body limp. He stared at it with wide eye, his mouth parted in disbelief.

"Oh fuck me! Is she alive?!" Said one of his colleagues, horrified, for some reason no one was laughing anymore.

"Sweet Merlin, he hit her right in the head! The only Gryffindor girl I liked to talk to!” Someone else said, there was a commotion around him.

The judge stopped the game by running over to the girl, checking her pulse. Several people from the hospital wing quickly ran to her and lifted her onto a stretcher. Aemond stared at the entire scene unable to move for some reason. He heard the loud pounding of his heart in his ears.

After the game, he sat with everyone in the common room, completely absorbed in his thoughts. All they discussed was the accident, exchanging guesses and information from the hospital wing.

"She still didn't wake up. Poor girl." One of the Slytherins said, sighing heavily. Her other friend laughed, waving her hand.

"Come on, one less Gryffindor is better for our team, right Aemond?" She asked him sweetly, clearly remembering their one-time toilet experience, still hoping for more. Aemond looked up at her.

"Shut the fuck up." He hissed, staring at her with a stony face, his eye dark and dangerous. The girl swallowed loudly, confused and scared, looking away.

He got up from the couch, ignoring the curious eyes of several people who had heard his outburst and left the common room, heading for the hospital wing. He thought that he would go crazy if he didn't go there.

He went inside, looking around. Apart from Solren no one was there, the setting sun pouring in through the great, gothic windows. He walked over to her bed, looking down at her, her head covered with a large bandage, her eyes closed in a deep sleep.

He stood there, staring at her, unable to say anything for a long time. His lip quivered, his heart pounding hard as he finally managed to get it out.

"Forgive me."

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What can I say. I love it so much I couldn't wait any longer to show you this. Song that I used in this chapter is real. It's an english translation of first verse of song by Kayah & Bregovic - Śpij kochanie, śpij. You can listen to original, polish version of this song on YouTube. Śpij kochanie, śpij means: Sleep my love, sleep.

Aemond Taglist:

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@its-actually-minicika @notnormalthings-blog @nikstrange @zenka69 @bellaisasleep @k-y-r-a-1 @g-cf2020 @melsunshine @opheliaas-stuff @chainsawsangel @iiamthehybrid @tinykryptonitewerewolf @namoreno @malfoytargaryen @qyburnsghost @aemondsdelight @persephonerinyes @fan-goddess @sweethoneyblossom1 @watercolorskyy @astral-blossoms @randomdragonfires @amirawritespoorly @apollonshootafar @padfooteyes @darylandbethfanforever9 @fudge13

[pctricor]

         Sentía ira ante la situación, quería seguir dando pelea. Se lo merecían después de todo, los comentarios contra su padre, las palabras vulgares para referirse a su hermana y la manera en que trataban al pobre anciano, su jefe, todo eso le desagradaba y ya no pudo soportarlo. Ahora los tipos y el peleaban, y era obvio que iban ganando ellos ya que eran tres contra uno. Y a pesar de que su jefe y otras dos personas trataban de detenerlos, Isaiah se negaba en rendirse aunque no le estuviese yendo del todo bien. Sentía manos sobre sus brazos y hombros, de quienes lo sujetaban pero era tanto su enojo que simplemente los ignoraba, lanzando palabras para seguir provocando a los hombres. ( @solrenning )

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3, 12, 23, 28 & 50.

3. ¿Cómo te enteraste de los roleplays?

sé que me enteré de los feik en facebook porque uno me agregó una vez y yo de re wtf, y empecé a ver que tenía y cache todo po. es raro porque eso pasó hace miles de años atrás pero no recuerdo como llegué a la comunidad de rol en tumblr. weird.

12. ¿Cuál es el FC que más odias?

definitivamente a emma roberts. no la soporto. a pesar de que una chica aquí en la comunidad la llevaba siempre y me encantaba rolear con ella. simplemente me imaginaba a otra persona y no a emma jaja

23. ¿Admiras a algún roleplayer?

hay muchos a los que admiro, @solrenning , @tormcntas, @trucdisaster, @cennizas, @desveladas, @darksiide, @mcnoism, @incfablc, @cvsmogonia, @zombics, @shr3kisl0ve, @remusitas , @scph is2g que si sigo así no termino nunca de nombrarlos. ily all.

28. Menciona 5 de tus OTPs.

¿del rol? no, no, chao.

50. ¿Te gustan los unoporuno o prefieres los grupos grandes?

los grupos grandes y el indie,yas.

[softsweetsuffering]

Glow in the dark stars dimly light up patches of his ceiling as he stars at his fingers. His hand reached up above him. Out of boredom his fingers contort and twist, lengthening and shortening his fingers. It quickly looses his interest, hand falling to his stomach as a sigh leaves his lips.

He glances over to his phone that’s still playing the same song on loop. Wishing there was a message for him to read and feeling too much like crud to want to send one. It wasn’t like he could just start telling anyone about the hollowness that had taken residence inside and that he wanted someone to claim or rid of. 

With another huff he rolls out of bed, bare feet carrying him to his window. As he pulls it open he’s met with a rush of cold morning air, slipping out onto small ledge of extra roofing and into the cool breeze.

Pausing for a moment, he takes in the night sky, the very hint of sunlight crawling up the horizon. He looks back into his window, the dark, empty room. J

He steps back and lets his back fall to the embrace of the wind, in a few brief seconds of adrenaline filled free fall, before his body twists and shifts and the small bird soars towards the clouds. 

When he reaches the peak above the clouds, he dares let himself shift again. High up in the air, this time his own wings blooming from his back, catching the wind and the left over moon light on golden feathers. He knows it’s much too early for anyone of concern to catch him. It’s safe. A cat on the roof. A dog bounding through a back street. Letting himself dip and dive the air. For a moment he feels fluid. Free.

And then he’s laying in the grass, hoodie pulled up to save himself getting too damp in the dew drops of the early morning. Laying once more, staring up at the sky. Watching as the remaining stars slowly fade in the morning light. 

[cvsmogonia]

@solrenning || bc you liked this.

                           ❝ ¿Acaso escuchaste siquiera la primera parte de lo que acabo de decir? ❞ cuestionó con la frustración dibujándose en las facciones en el momento que enfrentaba, más a regañadientes que por gusto propio, la mirada ajena, la exageración de la respiración el indicador más fuerte de que estaba a punto de sacar absolutamente todo de proporción, nuevamente ❝ es mejor que me vaya, no quiero causar más molestias ❞

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solrenning

  @solrenning: JAJA, DAME TODOOOO! -la sacude-...

JAJAJAJAJ mientras tanto yo aquí me debatía en si enviarte más memes o no(?) *thinking emoji*

Manda lo que quieras, yo feliz!! Y please, al rato te iré a dejar mil cosas a tu IM (?)! jajajajaj xd

[flowerandblood]

» The Bliss «

[ Slytherin ✦ Aemond x Gryffindor ✦ female ]

[ warnings: fingering, smut, angst, orgasm denial ]

» Green Snake, Red Lion Special Chapter «

Solren is very stressed before her Potions exam. Aemond decides to make sure his girlfriend relaxes a bit.

This work was created as part of a series The Christmas Drabbles which will consist of ten drabbles taking place after the events of some of my favorite fanfictions. Each of them is concerned with one feeling that dominates the characters at a given moment. This is my little gift to all my fans.

Word counter: 928

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

My other works: Masterlist

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"I can't do it. It's too complicated." She muttered in despair, tilting her head back, which landed on his shoulder, her boyfriend sighed heavily, impatient, embracing her tightly, pressing his cheek against her temple.

They were both sitting in the library, taking advantage of the evening to study for their Potions exam, and sat on the floor between the bookcases, away from the others, holding a textbook in front of them. Snape required that, by some miracle, they learn the list of 20 ingredients for the Burning Dread decoction and the order in which they should be added to the cauldron.

"Try again. It's really logical. Look, you can't add the basilisk venom before you add the bat wings because it will make a jelly, not a liquor." He said calmly pointing his finger at point 15 of 32 in the order of preparing the concoction, and she sighed heavily, feeling everything stirring in her head.

She closed her eyes, letting him embrace her more tightly, feeling that she was tired and drowsy after hours of quidditch practice and only wished she could return to her dormitory and go to sleep.

"I don't want to do this anymore." She mumbled and heard him let out a quiet breath, his hand from the textbook went up her thigh, under her skirt, touching her naked body under her long socks. She shuddered and swallowed loudly.

"We're going to try one last time. Hm?" He hummed, and she felt her heart begin to pound faster as the tips of his fingers traveled slowly higher, to the material of her panties, pressing gently against her womanhood.

"− A-Aemond − what are you −" She gasped, looking apprehensively at the other students sitting at tables in the distance, absorbed in their reading and quiet conversations.

"− be quiet − what needs to be done first? −" He asked, pushing the material of her underwear aside with his nubs, running his fingers over her hot, bare skin, sighing contentedly when he met her sticky wetness. She pressed her lips together, writhing before him as he collected it and began to spread it, in circular, slow motions brushing her clit.

"− I − cut up the fruit of the toadstool, a-add a few spikes of holly and pour this over the decoction of − of − ah −" She mumbled, feeling that with her good answer she was rewarded with a firmer, more determined pressure of his nubs between her folds, they dug into her skin with a quiet click of her moisture, his lips placing gentle, butterfly kisses on her neck.

"− keep going − a decoction of what? −" He murmured lowly, she felt him throbbing behind her, his cock hidden in his trousers pressed against her buttocks in front of him.

"− of − of a decoction of dandelion, whale oil and bat's eye − then − mghmm − p-please −" She mewled, involuntarily spreading her legs wider, looking dreamily ahead, praying that no one would come into this alley for some book. She trembled when she felt his free hand from the textbook in her lap move under the material of her jumper, clamping down on her bare breast, his thumb playing with her nipple.

"− come on, baby − you can do it − focus −" He exhaled, bucking his hips behind her, rubbing against her buttocks, all hard, she felt a pleasant twitching inside her when his fingers speed up, teasing and squeezing her bud, she swallowed loudly, finding it increasingly difficult to form complete sentences.

"− a-and then you have to add bat wings − basilisk venom and − and boil that for two hours before the − the − Aemond −" She babbled out feeling him suddenly slide his finger inside her, with a loud, embarrassing wet click of her juices teasing a point inside her from where she had lost the desire to talk about potions altogether.

"− Aemond − no more − I don't want to −" She whimpered pleadingly, moving her hips in the motion of his hand, fucking herself with his fingers, his nubs pulling and squeezing her nipple, he knew she loved it, shudders of pleasure went through her from it.

"− you're so close, little one − come on, we're almost there −" He whispered in her ear in a trembling voice, holding her body so close to him, rubbing against her from behind so hard that she wondered if he was about to cum in his trousers.

"− before the − uh − before the water evaporates and − and you add the powder of the bones − bones − of the goat? −" She gasped out and he chuckled, not slowing down as she felt her walls clench and suck his fingers deeper inside her.

"− ram − and what else? −" He murmured, and she swallowed loudly, reaching back to grab his hair with her hand, feeling that familiar heat and tickle in her lower belly, knowing what it meant.

"− and − and dried − dried − frog legs − oh − oh, fuck, Aemond − fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck −" She cried out quietly in front of him, throwing her head back, he covered her mouth with his hand, the other still held between her thighs, a wave of wonderful pleasure and relief spread through her body, she felt the stress and horror leave her completely, leaving only bliss.

"− good girl − see, it wasn't that difficult, was it? − now we're sure you'll remember everything perfectly −"

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Aemond Taglist:

(bold means I couldn't tag you)

@its-actually-minicika @notnormalthings-blog @nikstrange @zenka69 @bellaisasleep @k-y-r-a-1 @g-cf2020 @melsunshine @opheliaas-stuff @chainsawsangel @iiamthehybrid @tinykryptonitewerewolf @namoreno @malfoytargaryen @qyburnsghost @aemondsdelight @persephonerinyes @fan-goddess @sweethoneyblossom1 @watercolorskyy @randomdragonfires @apollonshootafar @padfooteyes

[pctricor]

kat mcnamara, sebastian stan, dom sherwood & henrik holm 8)

Send me an FC and I’ll tell you my experience rping with them.

—kat mcnamara: well, me he topado su rostro en algunos rp pero fue poquito, ya de ahí no me ha tocado rolear con ese fc, y me parece bien bc, no me agrada del todo,*whispers* idk...

—sebastian stan: siempre lo he llevado yo8), bc solo puedo llevarlo yo, fin. Okno, solo la bella @stcclheart que me lo dio para mi chace crawford

—dom sherwood: *mira al horizonte* en un rp llamado gay camp, ( creo que era dom, bc en ese entonces lo confund[ia con jeremy jordan JAJAJ, i know, se que nqv), pero el punto es que fue ahí, mi sam claflin se dejó llevar a la cama por ese pj8))), es que la actitud del pj lo hacía tentador, lo juro.

—henrik holm: nunca me ha tocado toparme con el, fin del comunicado, bai. Ahhh, no es cierto, ntc bby, solo he conocido a una persona que lo ha llevado y eres tú. Me encantó como lo desarrollaste bc rápido lo amé, srsly, al igual que mi bebo nathan8) (hay que traerlos de vuelta, pls)

[faerietrolls]

new ship child! this time the child of Livisa and one of @turmoiltrolls‘s babs that has yet to be officially posted lol

perks of being friends with people is you get to play with their new ocs right away