#well i think i have a new hpx

[orkidays]

Farfa: you have to lock me up, before everything we did was in vain. Gian you can't let Amilcar pass.

Amilcar: the objective of the nether was to wake up the Netherite Knight that consumes Farfa. Farfa, in his dark times, worked for us. Until, because of his love for humanity, he decided to go back to earth. And well, he became a mortal. Now that he went back to the nether, he was consumed by the netherite again because of his hatred towards us because we invaded them, obviously. Now he's back permanently!

Gian: but you came back to earth, you understand? you can be good again

Farfa: some time has to pass, Gian. I need desolation, I need to get away from all of this.

Gian: the people built you a statue over there and they're waiting for you. You can't abandon them

Amilcar: you also have a sect in the nether, with a big castle! you probably miss it right now.

Gian: you're gonna abandon me like that?

Farfa: if people visit me and bring netherite, I'll end up getting more corrupted. I've been in this form before so I can manage myself but if we continue like this-

Gian: I can't see you again then? open the portal, Amilcar

Farfa: Gian you have to lock me up, you have to take all this off me and lock me up. You have to use the prision I built myself. You got this Gian, it's either lock me up or the world ends. The mechanism is over there, do it Gian

[professorsnape394]

Speechless

Pairing: Severus Snape x Reader

Rating: 🥰

Request: @haylss-hpx ‘Hii can I request number 11 from list one, 10 from list two and 10 from list three. Thanks 🤩’

“Just leave!” 

“I’m speechless, you’re so beautiful.”

Never wanting to pull away kisses.

A/N: So I struggled for a second with this one, but I took some inspiration from this interview with Alan and Rupert and I love the way it turned out, hope you do too! X

Warnings:  Whole lotta angsty Snape with a fluffy ending <3  (Y/L/N = Your Last Name)

Word Count: 1.6k

Credits to Gif Creator.

“You wished to see me, Severus?”

“That is correct. Take a seat, Professor.” The potions master ordered, gesturing to the chair opposite him.

Following today’s lessons, I arrived back at my private quarters to find a small tawny owl perched on my window sill, carrying a single white envelope. Given that I rarely received any mail at all, this came as quite the surprise, especially upon seeing who sent it.

I had been working as the new Herbology Professor here at Hogwarts for over two years now and Severus had barely taken any interest in me, with exception to the few occasions he needed my assistance in obtaining the odd plant or potion ingredient. Which is why the contents of the letter only confused me further, it appeared that I had dome something that had clearly angered the Professor, sending him into a more unpleasant mood than he usually was. His letter demanded he see me at once to put an end to whatever had rubbed him up the wrong way.

At first, I wasn’t sure I even wanted to go and see Severus at all after reading his note, given that he appeared to be in an extremely irritable mood, and his usual disposition already intimidated me. But I knew that avoiding him would cause more trouble than it was worth. And so, that evening I trekked all the way down to the dungeons to discuss whatever was on his mind.

“So…” I pondered, anxiously, picking at the cuticles of my nails. “What did you bring me here to discuss?”

“Do you know what this is?” He asked curtly, sliding a small piece of parchment across his desk.

I lifted it from the table, inspecting it curiously. It appeared to be a badly drawn picture, depicting a couple, presumably supposed to be a caricature of Severus and I. I couldn’t help but chuckle under my breath upon noticing that it was not only Severus’ rather prominent hooked nose that had been sketched comically large, but the illustrator had clearly taken some artistic liberties with how excited they thought Severus to be in my presence.

“Is something funny, Miss Y/L/N?”

“Not at all, Professor. Though I have to admit, I have no idea why you are showing this to me.” I stated, trying to hide my every-growing grin as I placed the parchment back on the professor’s desk.

“I confiscated if from a couple of students in my early morning Advanced Potions class. You will surely have noticed the characters are remarkably familiar, are they not?”

“Well, some aspects at least.” I snorted, vividly remembering the vulgar image.

“I will remind you this is not a laughing matter, Miss Y/L/N.”

“Of course, Professor. Please, carry on.”

“This picture was circulating my class no less than ten minutes after your little morning visit today. Clearly our students seem to think there is something more than a professional working relationship going on between the two of us. Not only that but they all seem to find it extremely comedic, at my expense, might I add.” Severus explained, struggling to speak through his tightly gritted teeth.

“I apologise, Severus, but I still fail to see what this has to do with me.”

“This drawing, Miss Y/L/N, is the result of years of inappropriate actions on your behalf.” He seethed.

“Excuse me?” I exclaimed, affronted by his offensive accusation. “What are you suggesting?”

“I am suggesting… that the touching… the flirting… the jokes, it all has to stop. I refuse to be the butt of your jokes any longer.”

By now the professor’s pale sallow skin had begun to turn a light shade of red, his anger clearly building up inside of him, the longer I claimed ignorance to his accusation.

“What jokes? What are you talking about Severus?” I asked, genuinely confused by the whole situation.

“You think I haven’t noticed?” He begun. Standing up from behind his desk, the potions master slowly started pacing around his office, all the while refusing to look in my direction.  “The way you come sauntering into my classroom, for no reason at all. The way you ‘conveniently’ sit next to me during meal times, despite there being plenty other empty seats. The way you can never seem to keep your hands to yourself when you’re near me. You do it all to humiliate me. To embarrass me in front of my students! The game is over now, I can take it no longer.”

Snape’s face scowled in genuine sadness and frustration. I could tell this particular issue had really been bothering him for a while, though he chose not to mention it to save himself the embarrassment from admitting, to me and himself, that my presence taunted him in a way he could not ignore. The drawing, however, was his last straw of resilience.

I laughed in relief. Shaking my head vigorously so that my tangles of curls hid the wide grin and ever-growing blush on my face.

“You know, Severus, for an intelligent man, you really can be quite thick sometimes.” I sighed. “Haven’t you realised yet? I have been completely and utterly infatuated by you since the moment we met.” I confessed.

The professor stopped in his tracks, his whole-body tensing. Though he still refused to look at me, I could see his face was wincing sourly.

“Do not insult me further.” He snapped furiously.

“It’s the truth Severus.” I insisted, rising from my chair to join him in the middle of the room.

“You are a wicked woman for taunting me, Miss Y/L/N. I want you out of my office immediately.”

I paused for a moment, unsure whether he still truly did not believe me, or maybe he did not care regardless. Though he was a stoic man, I was almost positive that he was not entirely opposed to my affections, and did in fact often enjoy my company, despite not actively seeking it.

“Why can’t you see I done all of those things because I like you.” I pleaded, trying to force him to face me. “I just wanted to be near you always.”

“Get out.” He demanded abruptly.  “Just leave!” He yelled, throwing open the door for me to exit through.

“I will not leave here until you listen to what I have to say.” I stated softly, standing firmly on my spot.

Severus chose not to reply, letting me continue, but still did nothing to ease the permanent frown fixed on his face.

“I don’t know how else to convince you without resorting to a shot of Veritaserum, but you must know I would never intentionally hurt or humiliate you. And I would never lie to you like this.”

He was still not convinced.

I thought long and hard about whether or not this was the right move to make. I knew in myself what I felt was true. But what I did not know was how Snape might react if I were to finally admit it. The man was unreadable.

“I… I think I might be in love with you.” I stuttered. Now it was my turn to look away. ��And I don’t expect you to say it back, but I just need to know you believe me.” I begged, turning my gaze to the ceiling, closing my eyes and praying he would not ridicule me.

A long moment passed in silence. A few moments, actually. Still the professor had not responded.

Overcoming my fear, I turned to look at Severus, hoping to gage some sort of reaction from him.

He simply turned back to his desk. Leaning his hands on the table-top, his arms out-stretched supporting his body. His face was completely concealed by a curtain of thick black hair. I had no idea what he was feeling.

“Well… haven’t you got anything to say?” I pushed, beginning to get agitated.

“I’m speechless.” He confessed. His voice was soft and low, but it wavered ever so slightly as he tried to suppress his nerves. “You’re so beautiful. How could someone like you ever feel that way about someone like me?”

My heart pounded in my throat. Never had I expected this man to return my affections, though I certainly hoped he would feel the same.

My heart broke a little hearing him sound so vulnerable and broken. All I wanted to do now was pull him close to me and never let go. But I knew Severus still needed a little more reassurance before he could truly trust me.

“Because I believe that behind those walls that you built so high to keep from anyone getting in, there is kind and generous and loving man, who deserves to be happy. And I want to be the one to make you happy, Severus. Please let me make you happy.” I said, feeling a small tear form in the corner of my eye.

Finally turning to look at me I recognised a change of heart in Severus. He didn’t need to speak to tell me he was willing to finally accept the love I had been trying to show him for the past two years.

I made a huge stride in Snape’s direction, closing the large gap between us. Quickly I pulled him into a long and passionate kiss, wrapping my arms around him, feeling him do the same, squeezing me in a tight embrace.  

“I love you, Severus Snape. I don’t want you to ever forget that.” I mumbled into the crook of his neck.

I took his face in my hand, planting a small peck on his lips. Then his nose. Then his cheeks. And his forehead. And so on until I had been doing it long enough to hear a small hearty chuckle escape the potions master’s lips.

“I love you too.” He whispered, capturing my lips in his one final time.

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[taylorf]

may or may not be based off an actual teacher 👁👄👁

Hpe teacher x student <part 1>

• New start to the school year and I was excited for it. Not for the work but for my friends and a few of the teachers. Or should I suck it up and admit that it’s only one.

• You see, last year I would always joke around and say that a particular teacher was good looking, or maybe I said hot. Anyways, my school has just over 900 kids and I heard that when this teacher arrived, some of the girls started to develop crushes, and the problem is, the bloody guys clueless. Well I think he is.

•I walked into school with a positive attitude and ready to see all my friends. I found the first one, Kate. Kate’s been friends with me for about a year and she was probably one of my most important friends. I thought for sure that she would unfriend me after all the things I said about the guy but no, she was still sitting there, smiling like always.

• “wow, you look different” was my greeting. “Can’t say the same” was my greeting, followed by a joking face. “very funny, anyways how was Christmas holidays?” She asked. “Yeah it was good, I even started to miss school a tiny bit” I replied, surprisingly admitting. “Yeah I think everyone does after a while” she nodded.

•here I was in maths, waiting for that unfamiliar sound to ring. The bell rang finally and I made my way down to the subject I always wanted to start doing. Hpe extension.

•I walked down the terraces, hoping to see some familiar faces. So far I could only see two. When I made it on the oval - where we were supposed to meet- I walked over to the familiar faces - Talisha and heather (NOT MY FRIENDS ACTUAL NAMES)-.

•”how long have you guys been waiting here for?” I asked. “Ten minutes” heather calculated. “I wonder who we have, hopefully it’s not some cranky old teacher, because I know we have some of them” I hoped.

•it was true, if we got an old teacher we would barely get any practical side of the unit.

•A group of boys grabbed their football and started to pass it around. I knew they were going to get yelled at if they started a proper game.

•”pass the ball you idiot-

•”that’s enough, thanks boys” shouted a guy at the top of terraces.

•the sunlight beamed down at the small figure. As soon as the sunlight faded I watched carefully what the man looked like.

•holy crap, there he was, the man I had been trying to get out my head. The man that I had explicitly told my brain to finally get over. The man I had to stop talking about. There he was. Standing on top of the terraces, looking down at his class, scanning and analysing each and every student carefully.

•the man I’d tried to get out of my head, was now teaching my class.

•His eyes were covered by black sunglasses and he was wearing a long sleeve shirt -the same material as a fishing shirt- (actually I’m pretty sure it was a fishing shirt) just like almost every other day the year before. He was wearing shorts that just cut above his knees and black socks with stripes on the top (RVCA union socks) and kind of old Adidas shoes.

•his hair was dirty blonde and parted just like the curtain hairstyle, except it was natural. I realised that I maybe took a bit too much attention and that’s why I knew what he looked like. That definitely was a bad thing.

•I snapped out of my daydream and looked at the guy, who was now coming down the stairs. “Sir do we have you” talisha asked. “You got it right” he gave a tiny smile, which sadly didn’t show off his teeth. “Unless you don’t want me to be” he backed away slowly. “no, no sir stay, stay” Talisha said quickly. “Well that’s good, because I’m here to stay” he answered.

•”so we do have you?” some guy asked. The teacher looked up from his clipboard and nodded. “Wait so your our HPX teacher?” Another person asked still obviously confused. “Yes, for prac and theory. 4 times a week” the teacher informed.

• “So you won’t leave us” I stupidly asked. “Now why would i do that” he asked, his head tilting as if he was confused. “Well I don’t know. Probably because- well I don’t know, just wanted to know if you wouldn’t miss a lesson” I explained - that sounded very suspicious -. “No, ha ha. I hope not” he said, laughing which showed off his straight white teeth.

•”now you guys are starting to confuse me. So, no more questions and let me explain really quick. My name is Mr Simpson and I am your teacher for hpx this year. Now I’ve only taught like, a few of you, because I can memorise faces from last year. And I definitely know that I haven’t been anyone’s all year round, one subject teacher in this class. I’ve only ever been a substitute for a few of you guys.” he explained, telling us a tiny introduction about who he was. Well I already knew what his name was but I guess a few of these guys were confused.

•”now lets try and start this term off fresh and fun.”

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Sudden Drops in a Portfolio - Life Lesson

Sudden Drops in a Portfolio

Unfortunately, I know this all too well!

In 2008, I decided to take control of my own RRSP, remove it from the Union’s fund and invest it at Odlum Brown. My advisor was new to the area and a recommendation of a friend. I like to use recommendations. This situation, financial stuff, even more so.

Here’s how the story goes. I was taking my sweet time to actually commit to investing the money on the stock market. My advisor, reached out and suggested some things to invest in.  Some of the investment suggestions were great, some I thought were not so great. But he’s the professional. Some of the stocks I purchased were, Starbucks, Hewlett Packard and Nokia. (Yes, the Nokia cell phone company from Europe).

The prices seemed decent enough so I had him pull the trigger. (SBX $18.50, HPX $35.65 & Nokia $38.75 – Just giving everyone a baseline on the value of the invests to give you the landscape) As some of you will know, the market crashed hard in 2008 about 1.5 months after I invested. Oh boy. Going from memory, SBX dropped to $6.25/share, HPQ $12.98/share and Nokia $3.45/share. Yeah it hurt. Over 50% of my portfolio valuation was lost. Starbucks rebounded and I sold at $18.75 a share. Not a great return but a decent return. Both HPQ and Nokia have yet to bounce back. Nokia may never.

This isn’t the moral of the story. The moral of my sharing this story is that not all investments will win. But on average you can do better if you are patient. My knee jerk reaction to the losses was to sell Starbucks at a small gain and reinvest it elsewhere. I did based on the advice of my advisor.

What happened to Starbucks stock in the long run? It’s trading at $58ish a share. I could have tripled my investment over the life of the stock. There’s also the idea of buying more as it goes down so you average out your costs. There’s a ton of different investment strategies you can take. The point is this. 2008 was a rare situation. If I would have just relaxed and stayed course, I would have just been fine. But since I responded to the loses from a knee jerk reaction and not a long term strategy perspective, I lost out on potential wins.

Three take aways from this, trust your gut. I didn’t like nokia, I like Apple. But instead I gambled that the European cell phone marker would break into the market. I didn’t believe it would happen and it didn’t. Also, ask me what phone I am using. Second, play the long game. Historically, most stocks bounce back. Third, find a financial advisor that is trustworthy. If you can trust them you’ll sleep better. BUT REMEMBER, they are human. Mistakes may happen. As is the case with most things in life. But if you found a trustworthy level headed advisor, then you found someone who will take a deep breath, re-evaluate your strategy and help you move forward.

I also found my friends Rhys Martell’s article on the subject title Sudden Drops. This made some sense to me. Hopefully it helps you.

  Sudden Drops

Very few people like to see their investment portfolio drop in value. We all want the wonderful long-term returns that can be gained from investing, but very few of us enjoy the rough patches that inevitably pop-up along the way.

So how do we get the good without taking the bad?

Let me assure you—it’s impossible. Some may be able to fluke from time to time but no one can consistently predict the future. Just ask a weatherman. The simple fact is, markets will do what they will do and they don’t ask for, nor wait for, anyone’s permission to do it.

But let me also assure you that the rough patches pass. In fact, every single time that North American equity markets have dropped, they’ve not only come back, but they’ve surpassed their previous highs—every single time in recorded history. Volatility is normal.

Now I realize you’ve heard all that before. But when your portfolio is down it’s still only about as comforting as a wet towel. I get that. And the truth is, it’s perfectly normal to feel anxiety when markets swing. Perfectly.

In fact, during one of the most recent downward market swings I just happened to be on a flight to Alabama for a speaking engagement. I was thinking about how my clients might be reacting when, right then, the plane hit some serious turbulence.

Now I’m not sure what you do when you hit turbulence, but I always do the exact same thing. I look for the flight attendants and I watch their facial expressions. If they’re cool, then I’m cool. After all, they do this every day so if it isn’t phasing them, then I’m not going to bother losing my mind about it.

    However, if I see them buckling up in a panic and praying between sobs, then it’s very likely that I’m going to fall apart. Thankfully, that’s never happened.

Anyway, in that moment, it struck me how similar turbulence is to market volatility. No one likes it. It’s never fun. And though the person beside us looks like they are about to throw-up and is swearing they will never fly again, it’s just turbulence. It’s normal. Just ask the flight attendants. It happens all the time. And it’ll pass.

And unfortunately, the only way to avoid turbulence is to not fly. But then we’ll never get where we want to go. At least, not in a reasonable amount of time.

Same with market volatility. No one enjoys it. But it’s a normal part of investing. And unfortunately, the only way to avoid it is to put your money in a bank account, a GIC, or under your mattress. Of course, if we do that we’ll never get where we want to go. At least, not in a reasonable amount of time.

Rhys Martell, BA, EPC

www.WellBuiltPlans.com

Rhys Martell is an independent financial advisor and runs a private practice out of Abbotsford, BC.