#tagging from left to right and top to bottom

[pealeii]

some video game themed bracelets yay !! :)

[jaikoyaki]

BAD TUTORS

//Pham Hanni x Reader x Kim Minji//Hogwarts Au//

SYPNOSIS: Y/N L/N, a struggling Gryffindor student with grades barely hanging on by a thread,  desperately needed a tutor. Her scores in Charms? Embarrassing. Potions? flabbergasting. Transfiguration? Let’s not even go there.  So, in a stroke of what she thought was genius. Y/N L/N had an idea. Why settle for one tutor when she could have two? And not just any two—she managed to rope in Kim Minji and Pham Hanni, the top Ravenclaws of their year.

TAGS: Short Oneshot, Harry Potter AU, Fem!Reader, Gryffindor!Reader

WORD COUNT: 1.2k

WARNINGS: Arguments/conflict (nothing toxic, just bickering), not proofread i got this idea at 2am

Y/N L/N, a struggling Gryffindor student with grades barely hanging on by a thread, desperately needed a tutor. Her scores in Charms? Embarrassing. Potions? Flabbergasting. Transfiguration? Let’s not even go there. So, in a stroke of what she thought was genius. Y/N L/N had an idea.

Why settle for one tutor when she could have two? And not just any two—she managed to rope in Kim Minji and Pham Hanni, the top Ravenclaws of their year.

The logic? Two Ravenclaw brains meant double the expertise, right?

WRONG.

DEAD WRONG.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, these two had been at each other’s throats since forever. The idea of tutoring together? Hell no, they’d rather scrub cauldron bottoms in Snape’s dungeon while listening to Jojo Siwa on repeat for eternity. That’s how much they hate each other. But despite their mutual hate for each other, they had one thing in common:

They both liked Y/N L/N.

And that was enough for them to reluctantly say yes.

Big mistake. Huge.

Now, Y/n not only had to deal with her sinking grades but also a splitting headache.

"Please, you barely even survived the last transfiguration quiz,"

Minji sneered, adjusting her Ravenclaw tie as she leaned over Y/N’s Transfiguration textbook, shooting a smug glance at Hanni from her spot on Y/N's right.

The shorter girl, seated to Y/N’s left, rolled her eyes. "I still got a 97, thank you very much."

"And who was the one with a 100?" Minji crossed her arms, a smirk tugging at her lips.

Y/N groaned, pressing her forehead against the wooden table of the Hogwarts library. Madam Pince gave them a warning glare from the counter, but Y/N couldn’t even muster the energy to care. She threw her hands up, whisper yelling. ���Guys. Hello?? I got a 67. Can we maybe focus on that?”

Both girls immediately stopped arguing, their attention snapping back to Y/N as if they’d completely forgotten why they were there.

“Right,” Minji said, clearing her throat and pulling Y/N’s textbook closer. “Transfiguration basics. Let’s start with the theory-”

Hanni cut in before Minji could say more. “Actually, practical application is way more helpful. Here—” She pulled out her wand, aiming it at a nearby quill. “Let me show you.”

“Are you dumb? Theory first,” Minji insisted, glaring at Hanni. “She needs to understand the principles before she tries the spell.”

“Hands-on practice works better,” Hanni argued, her voice rising.

There they go again!

Y/N finally snapped, slamming her hands on the table with enough force to make both girls startled.

“Merlin’s beard, I’d rather be stuck with Peeves right now!”

Both girls blinked, guilt flickering across their faces. For a brief moment, the library was silent, save for the rustling of pages and the occasional distant cough.

Hanni cleared her throat, pulling the textbook closer as if to reclaim her composure. “Fine. Theory first.”

Your head’s spinning, but not from learning. No, it’s from enduring the non-stop back-and-forth between your two so-called tutors. Somehow, despite their constant bickering, you’ve managed to slog through a few pages of your Transfiguration textbook. A miracle, honestly.

On your left, Hanni is hyper-focused, her quill flying over parchment as she scribbles notes. On your right, Minji is—wait. She’s doodling tiny frogs in the margins of your notebook.

“Stop ruining her notes,” Hanni snaps, snatching the notebook away with a sharp glare.

Minji looks completely unbothered. “Relax, they’re just frogs. Frogs are cute.”

You let out a tired sigh, dropping your head onto the table. “Can we, I don’t know, focus for five minutes? Please?”

There’s a beat of silence, and then Minji straightens up, putting the quill aside. She glances at you and clears her throat. “Alright. Let’s go over the steps again.”

She shifts her chair closer—closer than necessary—and suddenly she’s leaning over the book. Your breath catches as her face ends up mere inches from yours.

Too close.

This is too close.

“Here, This part's simple��� she says, her voice soft now. Her gaze flickers to you, and it’s intense in a way that makes your heart skip a beat. “Just… visualize the transformation.”

You swallow hard, nodding like your brain hasn’t turned to mush. Her words barely register because all you can think about is the way her hair brushes your arm…

or how her lips curve when she speaks.

Or—what the hell?

Why are you noticing these things?

Why can't you stop staring?

“Got it? “ Minji tilted her head, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

Does she know?

Does she know what she’s doing to you?

“Y-yeah, got it yeah.” Your fingers twitch, desperate for something to ground you. The textbook. Yes, focus on the textbook. Not Minji.

Before you could process what just happened, Hanni abruptly stood, the sharp scrape of her chair against the wooden floor snapping your attention back to the room.

“That’s enough theory,” she said, her voice clipped with irritation she wasn’t bothering to hide. Her smile, directed at Minji, was overly sweet, almost mocking, and didn’t even try to reach her eyes. “Practical application, remember?”

Before you could react, she stepped between you and Minji, positioning herself right in the middle. Her movements were deliberate—her hand gripping your chair as she tugged it closer to hers, the legs dragging noisily against the floor. Minji’s chair, on the other hand, was nudged a few inches away with a not-so-accidental shove.

“There,” Hanni said brightly, flashing Minji another insincere smile before turning her full attention to you. “You'll understand it better if I guide you.” She reasoned

Minji rolled her eyes but didn’t protest. Still, you didn’t miss the way her jaw tightened.

Hanni crouched slightly to meet your eye level, her wand already in hand. Without hesitation, she placed her free hand over yours, adjusting your grip on your own wand. The warmth of her touch was unexpected, her fingers steady as they moved against yours, and for a moment, your brain lagged, struggling to keep up with anything other than the closeness.

You hadn’t even realized you were gripping your wand too tightly.

“Relax, dummy.” she said, her voice softer now, the earlier irritation gone. “You’re holding it too tight—loosen your wrist.”

Relax? How were you supposed to relax when she was this close?

You swallowed hard, opting to nod instead of answering, since your voice would absolutely betray you. She shifted closer, her face only inches from yours as she adjusted your grip. The faint scent of vanilla and old books lingered around her, very distracting and impossible to ignore.

“Do you always feel the need to get this close when you're tutoring people?” Minji scoffs her eyes narrowing as they flicker between you and Hanni.

“What’s your problem?” Hanni stilled for a moment, her hand hovering over yours, before snapping her head around to glare at Minji. “It’s easier for her to learn if I’m close.”

“You’re clearly—”

And just like that, the two were at it again, their voices rising in sharp contrast to the library’s quiet atmosphere.

You exhaled deeply, This wasn’t what you’d signed up for—not the bickering, and certainly not the headache growing behind your temples. Finally, you stood up and grabbed your bag, slinging it over your shoulder with more force than necessary.

This was a waste of time.

You didn’t bother looking back as you walked toward the library exit.

Maybe Danielle would be less… messy.

Maybe.

Might make a part 2 idk

[carvingclown]

Today in books that made me cry as a kid and then again as an adult

[arielluva]

goodnight, himemiya

[olessan]

Elendil makes this genre of face whenever he's mildly perturbed. Peeved. Perplexed. His flabbers gasted

[cringe-but-freee]

The Second Foundation threatens the Nation and all of Creation!

I drew this to celebrate 200 followers and 1 year since I got super invested in Asimov's books!! I love the turns that the plot of Second Foundation takes, and it has some of my favourite scenes in basically all of literature. I hope I managed to capture some of that energy here-

Thank you to @theeio for their huge help with the colours, and thank you to everyone who took the time to follow me and look through my art - it means a lot! <33

[redbootsindoriath]

Happy International Don't Stab Your Best Friend Day!

Apologies for this being posted so late. IDSYBFD sneaked up on me this year like an elf on a rescue mission and I didn't remember about it until I saw all you wonderful people reblogging my previous years' posts. And then my tablet's stylus battery gave out five minutes into drawing, and right after I finished charging the stylus the tablet quit as well. We're lucky that I even managed to finish it before midnight in my current time zone.

Transcription:

[Halls of Mandos] [elf 1:] "Holy ent bark, that's Beleg Strongbow of Doriath!" [elf 2:] "Well well, look who finally decided to show up!" [Fingon:] "Good to see you! (No hard feelings about not bringing more people to the battle, by the way.)" [elf 2:] "You know, rumor around here was you couldn't be killed. We've been taking bets on when you'd finally clock in." [elf 3:] "And in what manner." [elf 1:] "Obviously we all knew it would have to be some sort of crazy dangerous creature. Spiders the size of mountains or a horde of trolls at least." [elf 4:] "Or maybe a werewolf like Finrod. That was hardcore." [general clamor:] "So what was it? Balrog? An entire orc army? A dragon?? Someone told me a dragon was somewhere. Oh... ...I bet... ...see you taking on Sauron himself..." "Oh yeah, I bet it was a dragon!" "Multiple Balrogs?"

[garlicboyart]

nervous habits

(not pictured: pacing, clutching/picking at their sleeves and tearing leaves to shreds slowly if they have the downtime)

[r-aindr0p]

To think I’m going to have to wait one year until I seize this guy by his uniform bell the second his banner is here…

Same song I took the lyrics from for a previous post. "Belle" from the french musical version of Notre dame de Paris

[calbee-add1ct]

@attourney-at-lycan requested this but w laurance

n i js had to draw it

[ahouseintheocean]

redraw of one of my most favorite albums (how to be a human being by glass animals) with mythos characters :3 (monty, eunice and cthonaut c designs by @/sternevogn ^_^)

[compil]

9 Favorite Dynamics for BNHA's 9th Anniversary!

[laceratedlamiaceae]

The Izzy Enjoyer alignment chart

I posit that there are three distinct modes of Izzy Enjoyment that all Izzy enjoyers exhibit to varying degrees. At the extremes you have people who just think he's hot, people who think it's funny how he's always suffering, and people who are deeply invested in his character, but most people fall somewhere in the middle.

[speeding-fox]

I can't stop drawing Silver. He has a tight psychic hold on my brain.

[incesthemes]

@i-already-know-im-going-2-hell tagged me to make a moodboard for myself :) actually i thought it was fun, i've never made one before!

anyway i'm supposed to tag mutuals so uhhhhhh @wastemanjohn @according2thelore @captainmicaptain @packloafer @ttaibhse and @zaegreus i guess? no obligation of course!!! :)

[trammellesstangent]

I usually have thumbnails for my playlists be an image I took that generally reflects the vibe of the playlist, like this:

But I couldn’t think of an image in my camera roll that feels like my collection of The Killers’ music, so I decided to make one myself.

I spent maybe a week on this (which is not an exceptionally long time for me), and I’m actually really happy with it. See if you can find what inspired the various parts of this image. Answer is in the tags.

And once again, I am speaking to my non-existent audience.