#who obviously has been pining for harry for years

[fangisms]

HEYY so I love your writing and have been stalking your account since yesterday 🤭 I checked and I saw ur request were open so I figured I’d shoot my shot and send a request but if you’re not interested it’s totally fine !!

I saw that you don’t have Harry on ur master list so idk if you take request for him? So I won’t request smth for him here but if you do write for him pls lmk !!

Ok now my actual request, can you write smth for Theodore Nott x fem!reader where reader is like tough and usually goes against the grain of what other people are doing and for once she decides to actually go to a party when a Some Guy starts hitting on her and she’s like obviously very not into it Theo confronts the guy and gets into a fight with him.

Like maybe they’ve known each other since they were young and when they got to hogwarts they grew apart bc they were in different houses but Theo has been like hardcore crushing on her for years lol. And like after he gets into the fight she cleans him up in the bathroom and is all like “you didn’t have to do that I can take care of myself” and he’s all like “yah I know” but feeling smug bc she’s blushing or smth and he’s all happy bc yah it’s been a while but maybe he still has a chance and doesn’t just have to watch her from afar forever 🤭

SORRY this is so long but I have been having Theo brain rot and this idea has been floating in my head for a couple days now

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A/N: yk what i didn’t think i would but i WILL write for harry, send it in anon 🫂 also this request is so good pls gif cred: @possession

Pairings: Theodore Nott x Fem!Non-Slytherin!Reader

Summary: Battered and bruised, Theo misses you like hell and now seems like a great time to tell you. 1.5k words

Warnings: fluff, theo gets in a physical fight, unsolicited flirting, cursing, tw blood/wounds, kissing, lots of ‘bellissima’, soo much pining

"What's she doing here?" Mattheo welcomes Pansy with a kiss on the cheek, leering at you like he's amused by your presence.

"I convinced her to show up, so pretty please don't scare her away," Pansy coos, patting him on the shoulder before disappearing towards the couches.

"It’s a your lucky day," he huffs, guiding you towards the sound of drunken laughter and song. "I know someone who's dying to see you."

"Don't we all," you tease. By the looks of it, he's leading you into the belly of the beast—a group of Slytherin boys crowded around a brassy gramophone. "So, who exactly is dying to see me?"

"Don’t play dumb, sweetheart... you know who," he whispers before slinking off to find a drink.

"Mattheo!" you shout, "Coglione." Maybe you should hunt Pansy down. She's the one who forced you to come after all, she deserves to bear witness to your misery.

Theo had no idea you were coming. If he had, he might've tried a little harder to impress. You look just as beautiful as the last time you ignored him, and it's not helping his crush in the slightest. Over the years, he's grown a real talent for watching you from afar. Since the sorting hat took you away from him, it's all he can do any more, and suffice to say, he misses you like hell even now.

As he's mulling it over in his head, you glance over at him. He thinks your gaze will dart away like it always does while he take a drag of his cigarette. But you wave. You hold up your hand and wave. At him. And he nods back like some nonchalant idiot. He loves the way your eyes always seem to sparkle just before you look away.

Theo waits until you've visibly relaxed to approach you. And just as he's mustering up the courage to leave his chair, Graham Montague spills his drink down your shirt.

"Shit," Graham pants, stumbling forward and clasping onto your waist for dear life. He looks down at your top—or rather, down your top—and chuckles to himself. "Might actually be an improvement."

"You smell like piss," you say. He palms your shoulder and laughs, leaning closer to mumble low in your ear.

"Does that mean you like it?" His fingers flex against your collar bone and trail up the length of your neck. You want to vomit.

Just then, his body falls limp to the ground with a thud, and you gasp, turning to see Theo looming beside you.

"Theo!" you shout, but he gently sweeps you aside, falling to his knees and taking a fistful of Graham's soiled collar.

"Get off of me—ow, prick," Graham whines, clawing at Theo's shoulder and reaching to scratch at his face. Theo slams his back hard against the floorboards with a sharp inhale before landing a punch to his face. Graham lets out a yelp and whimpers when Theo stands above him. Theo presses his boot to the palm of Graham's hand.

"Go near her again, and you'll lose your hand entirely," Theo seethes. Mattheo finally yanks him away with a snicker, guiding him to the stairwell. But not before Theo shouts, "Mangia merde e morte."

"Alright, dickhead, I think you've made your point," Mattheo says, squeezing Theo's shoulders as his eyes zip back and forth wildly, looking any and everywhere he can.

"Where is she?"

"Calm down—"

"Mattheo, you know where she is. Tell me," he huffs. If it weren't for the haunted look in his eye, Mattheo would've kept his mouth shut. But he knows how bad his friend needs this. How bad he needs you.

"She's upstairs. Told her she could borrow our bathroom."

"Sei come un fratello per me, thank you," Theo whispers.

"Yeah, yeah," Mattheo says, "you owe me one." Theo leaves him a kiss on the cheek before taking the steps two at a time.

The light from the boys' bathroom seeps through the crack in the door. It's the only light in the whole dorm, and he can see your shadow as it crosses back and forth. He feels like he's out on the field before a championship game or about to take an exam he didn't study for. His hands feel weak when he reaches for the doorknob.

He presses his ear to the door before opening it any further. "May I come in?"

You shuffle around, and he hears you approach the door on tender foot. He can't take the way you open the door and stand back like you're faced with some predator. He hasn't spoken to you in so long, all he wants is to wrap his arms around you and never let go.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Theo?" you say, shutting the door behind him as he goes to sit on the closed toilet seat.

"Don't say that," he says, carding his fingers through his hair. He groans at the pain shooting up his fingers.

You look over him softly. Subtly, so he won't notice, but he's gotten good at noticing you.

"Are you hurt?"

He looks at his knuckles, sprinkled with blood, and feels for the scrape on his cheek.

"No—"

He doesn't have time to explain himself before you're kneeling at his side, dabbing a cold towel against his jaw and tilting his chin up.

"It's worse than you think, Theo," you hum, pressing the damp cloth to the column of his neck as he swallows.

"It's nothing I can't handle."

"You idiot," you say. He hisses when you hold his jaw and turn his head, wiping the shallow gash on his cheek. Most of the blood is not his, which is a good sign. That doesn't stop you from wanting to yell at him, though. He can tell with the way you're frowning as you wet the dried blood on his warm skin.

"I had it under control, you know,” you say.

He can't help but smile at your determination. He always admired that about you. Too stubborn for your own good. And his.

"I know."

Your eyes drift across his brow, narrowly avoiding the eye contact he so craves. He drinks in the curve of your lashes, the sweetness of your cheek, the way your thigh is pushed against his knee.

"He was harmless. And drunk. And you should’ve known better."

"I know," he huffs. You toss the pink-tinged towel into the bowl of the sink.

"We're not kids anymore, I don't need you to protect me." You stay knelt at his feet, focused on your knees digging into the cold tile. It makes you sad to think about you and him like this. You used to be friends. Best friends, in fact, the kind of friends adults would say were 'joined at the hip'. You used to cry over being sorted into different houses, but you got over it. That's life. You figured he moved on and so should you. Maybe neither of you moved on in the end.

"Look at me." His voice startles you out of your thoughts, and you meet his soft green eyes.

"Bellissima..."

"You are such an idiot," you huff. Theo looks down at you like he's been waiting to all his life. Like he's been cursing that very first day since it happened.

"I miss you," he coos, fingers twitching where they're rested on his knees. "I miss having you close to me."

"That's not fair."

"Not fair?"

You look away. "No."

"How?"

Oh, and you hate the way he smiles when he knows he's about to get what he wants. He knows exactly how to get you flustered. That's exactly why he was your first kiss. And your second.

"Come on, bellissima... tell me you miss me," he whispers, leaning his elbows onto his knees to be closer to you. To have his nose brush the tip of your own. He craves the shape of your mouth now more than ever.

Then you look at him. Him and his dastardly grin, how the charm pours out of him in gobs. The hair sweeping across his forehead and how you always catch him looking at you how he is now. Innocent and longing. Like you’re beautiful. Like you’re his again.

“Of course I miss you,” you sob, reaching out to cup his face in your hands, “I miss you, Theo.”

“Oh, bella,” he says, fitting himself into your arms, knees pressed to either side of your own as he slides to the floor. You shudder against his body, and he holds you tighter. “I never want to be without you.”

You pull away just to look at him, his face, the way time has changed him. He has his hands on your waist when you lean in to kiss his cheek. His eyes flutter closed and he waits for another. You swipe your thumb where you’d just pressed your lips, and you kiss the corner of his mouth. He smiles, eyes still gently shut as he manouvres his fingertips to the curve of your bottom lip. And you kiss him.

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[mydearesthrry]

hey love, im absolutely in love w your writing and wanted to ask if you could write something about harry asking reader/(y/n) out? maybe he’s super nervous cause he’s been crushing on her for awhile <3

obvious - h.s.

a/n: thank you for the request, lovie! this got a little messy but i hope i lived up to your wishes a little. enjoyyyy <3

🎀 warnings/cw: nothing, fluff ofc, harry being a little nervy boy

🐇 pairing: actress!reader x harry styles

💐 wc: 1.1k

summary: y/n thought she was being so obvious- looks like she was wrong.

“You look incredible,” Harry mutters, eyes trying to stray off of his script in an attempt to memorize it for the scene the next day. “I’ve been thinking we should try something crazy…” He pauses, trying to let the scene play out as accurately as possible. “Let’s have a baby.” 

A few beats pass. “What?” YN follows, a bewildered look in her eyes. Harry just smiles, eyes flicking down at his script, nodding when he remembered his line. 

“I mean, not right this second, obviously, we don’t have time. But…” Throwing the words around in his head, trying to ignore his chest squeezing at how accurate his next words were in reference to her, “I love you, and I want more of you, and now I think I want a little you. I don’t know. It’d be an adventure.”

Their eyes catch each other, and they share a look that they both couldn’t explain even meant. YN dropped her gaze first before clearing her throat and shifting on the sofa. “Yeah, that was great, H. I think we’ll do well tomorrow.” 

Harry sniffed and looked down at his script, flipping back to the title page. “Um– yeah, we will.” 

Fuck. Harry thought. His hands kept fidgeting, left leg bouncing up and down. He wasn’t even anxious, per se, but he felt so incredibly nervous because of the pretty angel sitting next to him. He’d been pining over her since he was a teenager, watching all of her movies the day they came out, and listening to all of the tracks that she’d sung on every soundtrack. He even went on a spontaneous trip with the boys when they were in New York just to see her perform on Broadway. 

So safe to say, when he got the call back that he’d gotten the role of Jack Chambers in Don’t Worry Darling, he was doing somersaults when he found out who his on screen wife would be. It felt crazy to him that his dreams from when he was in tenth year had finally come to fruition— kind of. The two had a weird relationship at first, YN being extremely closed off and standoffish at the beginning, but she slowly let Harry break down her cemented walls that she’s had up for so long. She didn’t know why, but for some reason, Harry was one of the only people that she allowed to get to know her– fully, at least. 

“Okay, pretty boy, it’s getting pretty late, and I have an earlier call time tomorrow than you do, so I think I’m gonna head out now.” Standing up, she brushed off the front of her gray sweatpants, showing up to Harry’s flat in the most comfortable clothes possible since she knew she would be there for a while. She picked up their now empty wine glasses, them having shared a glass or two throughout the course of the night. 

Harry didn’t give any response and an awkward silence filled the air, almost suffocating as YN stared at Harry in confusion. “H?” 

Nothing. 

Harry was lost in his thoughts, seemingly. I need to do it now, but what if she says no! What if I’ve been misreading her this entire time and she’s just being nice? But that wouldn’t even make sense, would it? She’s been picking up what I’ve been putting down… I think? Has she? Fuck… Wait, wait what? Is she leaving? Why’s she slipping her shoes on?

“Wait,” Harry managed to choke out, YN halting her movements immediately. “Don’t– um, don’t leave, please? Come sit down, I wanna… I wanna ask y’something.” 

Fuck, he was really doing this. 

“Been trying to tell you that I’m leaving for like, ten minutes now, Babe.” She laughed, toeing her shoe off, dropping the other one she had in her hand onto the floor. 

“What’s up? What’s the matter?” She traced his face with her eyes, clocking his distant look that was written all over his face. 

“Bug, have t’tell y’something, but if I’m wrong, y’have to tell me, promise?” Harry mumbled, eyes flicking down to his hands where he was fidgeting with his ringless fingers. His rings were in a velvety cinched bag that YN, of course, had gotten him at a little thrift shop they found. 

“Promise, babe. Now, what is it, is everything okay?” She gripped the bottom of his chin in an attempt to get him to look at her. It began reminding her of the scene they filmed earlier of their characters in the living room in a very vulnerable state. 

He was too nervous to say his next words to even realize she'd called him babe. “I… I- um- I don’t want this t’ruin our relationship, but I have t’tell y’cause it’s been basically eating at me, but I… I really like y’and I want nothing more than t’take y’out on a date. But, if y’don’t feel the same don’t worry! I jus’ didn’t want to not tell y’and ruin our friendship or anything, even though now I fear I’ve made it wors-” 

“Oh my God,” She cut him off, giggles that soon turned into full on cackles filling the air. He watched her in fear, a worried look now on his face at the thought that she was laughing at him. “Harry, sweet boy, I would love to go out with you.” 

“I- you- wha- what? I… I don’t think I understand?” He stumbled, her actions and words not adding up in his YN clouded brain. 

“I thought I was being so obvious about how I felt about you, H. Sorry for not being more clear, that’s on me. Is this why you’ve been so distant and weird with me lately? You’ve been acting like this just ‘cause you have a crush on me?” She tried to understand, but by the look on his face she could see that he was really not getting what was even happening right now. “Babe, I’ve liked you since I watched you in the crowd of the first AMA’s you went to. I didn’t even get to meet you, but I’ve liked you since I’ve seen you, and it honestly’s gotten worse since I have to pretend to be your wife on screen.” 

Harry was bewildered. “So, y’telling me, that all this time I’ve just had to ask? Instead of torturing myself every night?” 

“Yeah, bug, that’s what ‘M telling you,” She giggled, moving closer to him on the couch. “We’re doing this backward, I think. How’s it that I’ve had your literal tongue in my mouth before you’ve even taken me out on a date?” 

“Well, when you put it that way!” He laughs, pulling her onto his lap like he’s always wanted and waited to do. They sat in silence for a few beats, letting their eyes roam around their faces without worrying about the director yelling 'Cut!'.

“What’re you waiting for? Gonna ask me out officially?” She whispered, moving her face closer to Harry, them being able to now feel their breaths waft between them. 

“Nah, gonna kiss y’first, officially as us, and not as Jack and Alice.” Harry mumbled.

"Yeah?"

"Mhm."

And when their lips finally touched as Y/N and Harry, the teenage boy in Harry was practically doing backflips and somersaults, knowing that his dreams had finally come true.

[forwhatiam]

Happy 28th! <3 Here's my favorite fics I read this month, organized from longest to shortest. Fics with a * before them found their way into my bookmarks!

so let's cross the lines we lost by thecoloursneverfade (E, 165.2k)

Louis lives a not so quiet life on a not so quiet street. Starting university was supposed to be easy, that is, until he realises his new neighbour is Harry Styles, and they kind of hate each other, so falling for him is definitely out of the question.

(or: Harry and Louis have a complicated past, Niall throws too many parties, Zayn is definitely not pining, and Liam just wants everyone to get along)

*Undone, Undress by angelichl (E, 134k)

Louis' new roommate is shy, skittish, and flinches at the slightest sounds. He's an art major who gets drunk on cherry wine, wears lacy lingerie, and shows up late at night covered in bruises that blossom across his skin like flowers.

Obviously something is wrong. Louis just doesn't know what it is.

*Into The Blue by zarah5 (E, 117.2k)

AU. In which Louis is Harry's scuba instructor and quite happy to provide the requested special treatment, pun fully intended. It can't be all that difficult to convince Harry that they're on the same page, right? Also, Niall and Liam may or may not be dating, and Zayn is surrounded by emotionally stunted idiots. He bears it with dignity.

i want you so much (but i hate your guts) by becauselarry (E, 83.6k)

AU in which Louis gets accepted to play for the Manchester University Alpha-Beta Football Team. The only problem: Louis is actually an Omega. He is determined to make it big in the football world, though, and he can't do that bound to an Omega team. With the help of a faked doctor's certificate and some pretty strong suppressants he is ready to fight for his dream.

That Harry Styles (Alpha, second year and youngest football captain of the A-B team in ages) doesn't seem to like him complicates matters, though.

We'll Be Seamless by dinosaursmate (E, 52k)

Louis spends all his spare time scrolling arty nude blogs on Tumblr but amongst them all, Green is his favourite.

*Love's Truest Language by summerwine (E, 48.1k)

The first part was meant as a joke. He didn't really expect Harry to buy anything. It was just Louis’ way of softening the ‘get the fuck out’ blow.

“Where's your order forms, then?”

“I don't want your flowers.” Louis chided before directing all of his attention to the arrangement in front of him.

Harry laughed under his breath as he stood to his full height, “Who said anything about them being for you, love?”

under your bed in new york. by sleepylittlejupiter (T, 33.4k)

there are many things louis likes to tell himself. we broke up for a reason. it's been so many years. and of course, the classic: i’ve definitely moved on from him. but when he suddenly finds harry back in his life after three years, louis realizes he might be a little less moved on than he thought.

au; spilling coffee onto an ex, being set up on dates, and having a nosy puppy might be all louis needs to find love again

you are half of me (and I am all for you) by angelichl (E, 24.7k)

One Direction, an obscure indie rock band, is about to embark on their first cross-country tour, living out of Louis' beloved van named Patricia.

Harry is in love, and Louis is oblivious. Or is he?

Featuring skinny-dipping in Texas waterfalls, getting lost in the desert, stargazing under the New Mexico sky, performing in front of crowds that grow in size each night, and falling in love on the road during the greatest summer of their lives.

Dust to Dust by dinosaursmate (M, 23.4k)

Harry, an active participant in the One Direction Tumblr fandom, comes across a rumour that Louis died and has been replaced with a lookalike.

Hung Up On You by hazzahtomlinson (E, 11.8k)

Louis received a dick pick from a stranger and normally, he'd be completely furious at something like that-- except, whomever it was, had a super nice dick. If only the person attached to it hadn't turned out to be a complete asshole.

Same White Shirt by lululawrence (NR, 10k)

Or the one where Harry's on the Late Late Show for a week and several misunderstandings with a certain mouthy assistant James recently hired make things that much more interesting.

You Came Along And Moved Me, Honey by fairytalefemme (T, 8.3k)

Louis was gone for Harry from the moment they met, already planning their wedding and picking out rings in his head, and after months of living in each other's pockets they knew almost everything about each other. The one thing Louis didn't know about Harry was what he did for a living. Faced with vague answers and question-evading, Louis begins to imagine scandalous and dangerous secrets that Harry must be keeping - but maybe Harry's secrets aren't so sinister after all.

In which Louis thinks Harry's hiding a life of crime and Harry just really likes candles.

The Rose & Dagger by galastyles (E, 4.1k)

The first time Harry went to a session at The Rose And Dagger, he told himself it was a one time thing. The second time, he said it was to get the idea out of his system. By the fifth visit, he stopped making excuses.

i'm going out tonight by disgruntledkittenface (M, 3.8k)

Louis hasn’t been appreciating his boyfriend Harry. He only realizes it when Harry takes matters into his own hands.

Inspired by Bejeweled by Taylor Swift.

HOT TO GO! by allwaswell16 (T, 2.3k)

When Harry does something weird at the barricade, he leaves Louis’ show devastated and hoping he can somehow make things right.

Or the accidental pervert fic

[getawayfox]

OMG it’s already January! I’m so very late to this and I have seen so many wonderful lists, but I very much wanted to make my own, so I did. We are so lucky to be spoiled by so many incredible fics – here are some (in no particular order) that grabbed me by the heart and never let go.

💀 draco malfoy’s substitute murder service by @oknowkiss (Draco/Harry, E, 10k)

I HAVE. NO WORDS. In the best possible way. This fic has to be experienced first-hand. E is an insane genius. That’s it, that’s the rec.

🧑🏼‍🍳 Make This Leap by @oflights (Draco/Harry, M, 118k)

Competent Draco and disaster Harry my beloved! This fic is so sweet and lovely and I want to live in it forever.

📩 Per my last letter (I hope you choke on it) by @fluxweeed, @lastontheboat (Draco/Harry, T, 10k)

I laughed SO much reading this! It went straight into the bookmarks and I visit it every so often when I need a pick-me-up. And I swear I discover some new clever detail every time I do! Delightful, hilarious, perfect.

🐥 Robin’s Flufftober 2022 by @rockingrobin69 (Draco/Harry, M, 17,5k)

October was my favourite month because every day we got a dose of soft soft Robin sweetness - a moment of peace and safety every time her name popped on tumblr dashboard. I protect this collection in my bookmarks like the treasure it is.

❣️ Draco Malfory Absolutely Does Not Need to Be Loved by Harry Bloody Potter by @nv-md (Draco/Harry, E, 18k)

Draco’s voice in this fic! From the very first sentence (no, from the title!) I knew I was in the right hands. What a treat!

🛁 Rubber Drakey by @crazybutgood (Draco/Harry, T, comic)

This fic is an utter delight, creative and clever, adorable and laugh-out-loud funny. This is Draco in his cutest form!

🌞 Look For Me In the Sun by @wolfpants (Draco/Harry, M, 9k)

Obviously a wolfpants fic had to be on this list but which one? *points at the whole catalogue* There is no way to go wrong there, what a year they had! I think I have screamed most about Pages of you (the number of times AO3 tells me I visited that one is embarrassing), Romp and Circumstance, and The Hollow (yes these are links, what of it, no it’s not cheating), so I’m going mention another favourite: Look For Me In The Sun, gorgeously atmospheric, achy, stunningly written.

🦦 Kept in Cages by @sweet-s0rr0w and @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm (Draco/Harry, E, 77k)

This has got to be THE fic this year for me. It’s fitting, because last year it was Nor All That Glisters, which got me into the drarry fandom properly, so of course it’s Sweet who just casually swoops in with another banger that won’t leave my brain, accompanied by the most incredible Joy art. I think this fic had me already at the tags but I was not ready for everything there is to love about the story - it’s impossible to do it justice in just a few short sentences, but if you haven't read it yet, it should be on your list for sure.

💍 Paper Rings by @lettersbyelise (Draco/Harry, E, 50k)

OTP: inevitable. Two timelines, both so exquisitely delivered: eighth-year drarry and grown-up drarry, both times so different and wholesome. This story is everything I love: nuanced, funny, full of pining and history.

🌙 Take the Moon by @tackytigerfic (Draco/Harry, M, 15k)

This fic grabbed me and squeezed, and I don’t think I’ve been able to catch my breath since. I’m actually lost for words here because the story makes me feel so much but I haven’t been able to name it yet and maybe that’s okay. It’s the Tacky way of reaching deep down into my feelings and letting me sit with them.

🍋 Preserving Lemons by @saintgarbanzo and @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm (Draco/Harry, E, 17k)

I think this might be the only time I managed to guess the author when this was still anon (and, well. The genius artist too). Such intimacy and longing, gorgeous food and so many layers to the story.

🌼 He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not by @sleepstxtic (Draco/Harry, Draco/Astoria, T, 5k)

I know that the infidelity tag might put some people off, but this is a stunningly written (devastating) Astoria PoV that absolutely clawed at my heart in the best possible way.

🍎 The Wrong Sort by @vukovich (Draco/Harry, not rated)

This fic makes me want to scream even though Vuk came back with a second part that patched up my broken heart. “I didn’t know how else to keep it” will forever be etched into my eyelids. Thank you, Vuk.

🥂 Nights With You by @the-sinking-ship (Draco/Harry, E, WIP)

Technically, this counts because Sly started posting in Dec and I’m obsessed! Flirting! Banter! Oblivious Draco! *screams*

[cinematicnomad]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

oh, WELL, thank you! honestly, in terms of fics i've posted that i'm actually proud of...five might just be the number lol. my account has fics posted to it that i wrote when i was like. 13 (i'm looking at you harry potter fics). and then fics i wrote when i was 30. VERY different 😅

let's go in order of word count, biggest to smallest:

01. taste your beating heart (19/19 | 112k+ | M) sterek; stiles POV; post s3; emissary-in-training!stiles; slow burn; mystery

something was wrong in beacon hills. derek was halfway across the country when he felt a call to return to his hometown, and somehow stiles had been talked into letting the werewolf stay in his guest bedroom. this could lead to nothing good.

notes: this fic took me 7 years to complete. i started it in 2012 during my senior year of college in a random word doc and finally posted the epilogue nov 2019. it's the first long fic i ever wrote and actually finished, and it's far more heavily plotted than my usual ~*vibes*~ type of fic. there are definitely some things i'd change if i could go back and do it again (for starters—man, i hate that summary), but i'm still proud of it to this day—especially the arc i created for stiles and scott's friendship and the dynamics between stiles, john, and derek. forever toying with the idea of a companion piece from derek's POV, but i doubt there's really any interest for that these days.

02. finding our way (back home) (5/5 | 91k+ | M) buddie; alternating POV; post s5a; minor buck/taylor; slow burn; mutual pining

when eddie left the 118, he promised buck that nothing would change. but six weeks later, things were strained between them as eddie tried to adjust to his new role at dispatch while buck decided to take a major step forward in his relationship. after a series of revelations forced buck and eddie to confront what they really wanted out of life, it was up to them to find their way back to each other. back home.

notes: THIS was a feat for me in the sense that i got an idea right after the winter finale aired and i completed the fic basically in time for the second half of the season to start airing (ok i was late by, like, 2 episodes). there are some things i LOVE about this fic, including how i handled buck/taylor, and some things that i'm like. ehhh i could have expanded on that more (looking at you, diaz parents). i hope one day i can pull off another fic like this.

03. so show me (family) (1/1 | 16k+ | T) buddie; alternating POV; post s3; buckley parents; protective!eddie; getting together

eddie’s heard these stories before. buck has a lot of them. the random, wild nonsense that he got up to as a kid. but eddie’s never considered who's missing from the stories until it’s pointed out to him: buck’s parents. they should have been there to reassure him, to hold his hand. but they weren't. buck was alone growing up. all alone. eddie never wants buck to have to be alone again.

notes: before the buckley parents ever showed up on screen there was A LOT of speculation about what kind of parents they must have been like. this fic was my attempt at figuring that out. written in the summer of 2020 after i'd first gotten in the fandom, i'm still pretty proud of how i captured them, and i'm pretty partial to the eddie POV scenes. obviously written before s4 had ever aired, if you ever read it you'll just have to deal with the parents and the madney baby having wildly incorrect names lol.

04. take my hand (take my everything) (1/1 | 10k+ | T) buddie; alternating POV; post s3; getting together; injured buck

when buck has another near death experience, he decides the smartest thing to do is update his will. it's not a big deal, really—he just wants to take care of the people who matter most to him: eddie and chris. but to eddie? to eddie that's a pretty huge deal.

notes: the first fic i ever wrote in the fandom in june 2020! also a fic involving a will reveal BEFORE eddie's canonical will reveal which still kind of blows my mind lol. fun fact, when i was writing this fic i almost had eddie update his will to make buck chris's legal guardian, but i changed my mind bc i thought that was too fanfic-y and not believable. imagine my face a year later when we saw what happened!! i'm still pretty proud of this fic and always happy when people stumble across it.

05. you never said a word (1/1 | 6k+ | T) sterek; derek POV; AU–no werewolves; mute!derek; group therapy; angst w/ a happy ending

slowly, but surely, they worked themselves around the circle of chairs until eight sessions after the first they finally found themselves sitting next to each other. (or the one where derek and stiles meet in a counseling support group for teens)

notes: a fic i wrote in college that i'm still pretty proud of! it was one i kept posting to livejournal prompt threads but no one picked up, until eventually i was frustrated enough that i decided to write it for myself. like all fics, there are some things i'd change nowadays, but it's a pretty nice time capsule and i still think there's merit to it. i LOVE the scene when derek finally speaks for the first time and that it's to laura. the sterek of it all kind of takes a backseat to derek's healing, but that's because derek's my favorite character and he deserved Better™ than canon ever gave him.

and then, because it's more a drabble than fic, here's an extra one i'm proud of:

BONUS: so far from who i was (1/1 | 1k+ | T) gen; margaret buckley POV; character study; pre-canon; grief

the other mother's looked at margaret—at her dyed hair and her crow’s feet—and assumed to know that evan was unplanned. when in fact he was anything but. evan was the most carefully considered decision that she and phillip had ever made.

notes: is it clear i'm a little fascinated by the buckley parents?? this character study wouldn't leave me alone after buck begins aired until i finally got it all on the page. i tried to really make sense of margaret's grief and her shame and her guilt and her feelings about everything that happened with daniel. i'm pretty proud of what ended up on the page, and honestly, if you ever read and like this—please tell me??? it's maybe one of the works i'm most proud of to be honest.

i've written fics for other fandoms, but most of those were written in my teens or early 20s, and i tend to cringe a little when i re-read them. if anyone actually reads any of these fics because of this post...let me know! i'd love to hear your thoughts.

also: basically none of these fics would have gotten written without the help of @crazyassmurdererwall and @woodchoc-magnum so a HUGE thank you to both of them 🥰

thanks so much for sending this to me anon!! it was v fun to put together

[notoriousbeb]

The My Tears Ricochet Deep Dive

While this song obviously has a clear reference to Taylor’s masters being sold to Scooter Braun in November 2019, I don’t think that’s the full story being told here.

When she released Folklore, Taylor shared via Instagram that “My Tears Ricochet” is about an “embittered tormentor showing up at the funeral of his fallen object of obsession.”

Now, why is she fallen? Because her work has been taken from her. Okay, one question answered. ✅

Now, who is the “embittered tormentor obsessed” with Taylor? Scooter Braun, of course…But see, I actually don’t think it’s that simple. I get why that’s the obvious first choice, though.

(Back story for new kids who don’t know why Scoots is trash: In July 2016, Taylor was outcast and called a snake due to a leaked phone call by Kim Kardashian and her then-husband Kanye West. Scooter was Kanye’s manager. Then Kanye put out the video of the song in question from the call—featuring a naked Taylor lookalike. Then Justin Bieber posted that video to Instagram with a photo showing him on a video call with Scooter and Kanye. The caption said, “Taylor Swift what up.” So, they’re all three supreme douche-canoes of the highest order).

However, I think Scooter’s top priority (as always) in buying Taylor’s masters was simply to make money. And if he pissed her off while doing so, that was probably a delightful bonus. But I wouldn’t say he bought her masters because he was obsessed with her. This deal was nearly three years later, and nothing had popped off between the camps in the interim.

I have more on this tormentor/obsessor/muse, concept; but first, back to Folklore. Upon its release, Taylor also revealed in a YouTube livechat that it was the first song she wrote for the album. And that leads me into a bit of timing discussion.

I think Folklore was the result of a few seismic events in Taylor’s life: a run-in with Harry at Ed’s wedding in December 2018 (which I think helped to spawn his second solo album, Fine Line); followed by talking to him during early quarantine in March 2020 in Los Angeles when the Lover tour got postponed and then cancelled; the pandemic itself pushing her, like many of us, into some serious introspection; and, of course, the sale of her masters to Scooter in 2019.

Since this is the very first song Taylor wrote that ended up on Folklore, my speculation is that perhaps it was penned in those first couple of days of the pandemic, before she reconnected with Harry in LA.

Fine Line would have been newly released—just three months prior—and on her birthday no less.

Which leads me back to the tormentor and obsessor. You know what I might find tormenting, if I were Taylor? If I’d been waiting for this one guy to grow the fuck up for years and then (perhaps after we ran into each other at our good friends’ wedding?), he confessed to me that he still wanted me but, even at 25, he still didn’t have his shit together (please see, “Renegade,” “To Be So Lonely,” and “Peter”).

Then, after I piece myself back together following snake gate, some epic twat who bullied me online back then buys my work out from under me from the guy I thought I had a good working relationship with (Scott Borchetta) and while I’m dealing with that bullshit my ex I’m still pining for releases album on my birthday with songs seemingly about us and how he still wants me.

Yeah, that’d have me plenty tormented. And feeling like, since his first album was also quite “a tip of the cap” to me (his words) as well that, yeah, someone was a little obsessed with me.

So, anyway, the lyrics:

We gather here, we line up, weepin' in a sunlit room And if I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes, too

We open at the funeral Taylor told us about. Then referencing a potential cremation. If she’s burning, so is he. Because they’re twin flames? Because they’re so close?

Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe All the hell you gave me? 'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you ‘Til my dying day

Does this sound like someone talking to either a bully or a former business associate? To me it sounds like a very messy, very difficult, former lover.

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And you're the hero flying around, saving face And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake Cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

I can see how people could think this was about Scott, but not Scooter. But T herself said this whole thing was about one muse: The embittered obsessor attending her funeral.

Anyway, my take: it’s a lover she couldn’t let go of easily, so it ended messy.

And now he’s out promoting an album full of songs about them, pretending it’s not, because he’s a gentleman. But while he’s acting like she’s nothing to him, they both know what he said to her in private, and what those songs are really about, and no matter how much she cries and waits and wants him to grow up and come get her he just can’t — or won’t.

We gather stones, never knowing what they'll means Some to throw, some to make a diamond ring

This is a Biblical allusion to Ecclesiastes 3:5: “A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing.” I think she’s referring here to an idea revisited again in “loml,” that she thought she’d be safer and maybe get the life she wanted with someone more stable, versus being in a relationship that left her starry eyed, like she was with Harry…and that’s how she wound up with Joe for six years.

You know I didn't want to have to haunt you But what a ghostly scene

Ah, would it really be a Haylor lyric breakdown if we weren’t talking about ghosts and haunting at some point? 👻 They obviously haunt one another because they can’t shut up about each other. (Not that I’m complaining!)

Two Ghosts: “We're just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty.” ....Ready for it?: “Wonder how many girls he loved and left haunted.” Cardigan: “I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs.”

You wear the same jewels that I gave you As you bury me

Even while doing the press for Fine Line, H was wearing her ring. Should we talk some more about the Haylor ring? Or burying and graves? Nah. I think these posts sum it up very well.

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace 'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake Cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

I think these lines could be a reference both to things he’s said to her and in his songs about her, particularly the pointed ones. “Lights Up,” for one, which to me, reads like an argumentative back-and-forth about why must things change in a relationship against the backdrop of fame. It also seems to include a tie to “Peter” with “I’m never coming back down,” as compared to “I didn’t want to come down.”

And I can go anywhere I want Anywhere I want, just not home And you can aim for my heart, go for blood But you would still miss me in your bones

And where is home in this case—and so many others? Each other.

And I still talk to you When I'm screaming at the sky And when you can't sleep at night You hear my stolen lullabies

I imagine this is her picturing him listening to her old albums, as she hadn’t done her rerecords yet. Also, again, doesn’t this all seem a bit…intimate and dramatic for a business relationship? Like, picture this moment in the Eras Tour in your mind, please, and tell me with a straight face that you’d sing like this for your former boss. It certainly doesn’t seem like anything you’d say to someone like Scooter. Why would she ever want to talk to him at all?

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And so the battleships will sink beneath the waves You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same Cursing my name, wishing I stayed You turned into your worst fears And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain Crossing out the good years And you're cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

So, this is where we get into the “embittered” part of Taylor’s original description of the song’s muse—the person visiting her funeral. Why is he bitter? Because he lost her. She didn’t stay. Perhaps because his own bad behavior pushed her away. “All the light couldn’t put out the dark running through my heart?” “I know you were way too bright for me. I’m hopeless, broken.” Also, and again, please see, “Renegade,” and “To Be So Lonely,” and “Peter” and also “Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus.”

[hlficlibrary]

✤ Roommates Fics ✤

A series of posts with the top five fics of each category by kudos plus five more hidden gems from that category! Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find our other recs here.

- Top 5 H/L Fics -

1️⃣ Autumn At My Window by TheCellarDoor / @donotdialnine (M, 20k)

A canon-compliant AU, in which Harry and Louis are both in the band and have been sharing flats and hotel rooms for nearly five years, but never made the leap past 'friends who are too close for comfort'.

Featuring a lot of pining, Louis' addiction to Harry's scent, and a whole lot of sexual tension that might just snap loose when they decide to spend some time together all on their own.

2️⃣ Tainted Saints And Velvet Vices by Toomanytears / @toomanydreamers (E, 126k)

A self-fulfilling Hogwarts AU in which Louis is new to seventh year and Harry is the resident devil-may-care Slytherin set to make his entire experience a living misery. Due to less than favourable circumstances they're forced to forge an unwilling, tentative relationship for their own survival. Repressed emotions, decidedly unromantic ballroom dancing, Triwizard Tournament tasks, creative jinxes and twilight flying above the Forbidden Forest ensue.

A canon-compliant AU, in which Harry and Louis are both in the band and have been sharing flats and hotel rooms for nearly five years, but never made the leap past 'friends who are too close for comfort'.

3️⃣ This Road Leads Where Your Heart Is by @littlelostpieces (E, 14k)

Alright, so Louis has a bit of a type is the thing. And as fit as his supermodel flatmate (Harry) may be, he isn't what Louis is looking for in a potential partner. That’s all. He’s not Louis’ type, with his miles of lanky limbs and his bright, boyish eyes. His impossibly tight, little body and infectious laughter are not what Louis wants. They're not. Really.

4️⃣ Undone, Undress by @angelichl (E, 134k)

Louis' new roommate is shy, skittish, and flinches at the slightest sounds. He's an art major who gets drunk on cherry wine, wears lacy lingerie, and shows up late at night covered in bruises that blossom across his skin like flowers.

Obviously something is wrong. Louis just doesn't know what it is.

5️⃣ Talk Dirty To Me by BriaMaria / @briannamarguerite (E, 13k)

They were both naked. And that seemed, again, like a catastrophically bad idea, but here they were anyway. Naked. In the dark. Only a few feet apart.

It hadn’t even been a discussion. The minute Harry flipped the lights off, they’d both shucked out of their clothes as if they’d been on fire.

“Alright darling,” Louis said, his hand wrapped loosely around his own cock. “Just remember, start slow. Lots of descriptions. Light on the hygiene, heavy on the compliments. You’ve got this.”

As if Harry were about to compete in some kind of athletic game.

Or the one where Harry is absolutely terrible at dirty talk so he asks his best friend to teach him. And the one where Louis knows it's a catastrophically bad idea but agrees anyway.

HIDDEN GEMS:

💎 Set the Sky Alight, Oh Holy Night by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup (T, 33k)

“It’s a starter home,” Niall says. He looks ridiculously proud. Louis does not think he should look that proud.

“That bathtub’s fallen through the ceiling,” Louis points out.

“Starter home,” Niall emphasises.

One house, five almost-strangers (plus Niall), six new beginnings.

Happy Christmas, here's to many more.

💎 baby when you’re gone (i realize i’m in love) by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou (G, 13k)

Harry recently moved to London to study music. He doesn’t know he has a crush on the charismatic fashion student Louis, who just so happens to be his flatmate. Everything is fine until Louis leaves to spend a long weekend with his family.

💎 All I Do the Whole Day Through by @lululawrence (NR, 6k)

Louis reached up and grabbed the ridiculously thick jumper that had the planets all over it and slammed the wardrobe doors shut. It was only as he turned around that he realized why Harry’s bedroom door had been shut.

There was a nest on Harry’s bed.

But why was Harry using Louis’ clothes and items that probably smelled like him in his nest?

💎 Oblivious by grapenight / @louiswolves (G, 2k)

Louis and Harry are roommates, and Louis is instantly attracted to Harry.

💎 It's a match! by @maggieisalarrie (G, 1k)

What if, he thinks, I just swipe right?

And really, what’s the absolute worst that can happen? If he swipes right, they simply won’t match and that’s the only way he could ever see this playing out.

So against his better judgement, he swipes right.

[greenerteacups]

That Hogsmeade meeting felt strangely disturbing. It is scary to realize that you're watching a bunch of children, some of whom will most definitely grow up to become genuinely evil people.

I'm scared for Theo and Pansy

I'm endlessly interested by how fate and choice interact to shape a person's life. Whatever else can be said of it, Gryffindor Tower gives children choices; there are some good eggs, some bad eggs, but with the exception of Harry, their social expectations are pretty in line with what's normal and healthy for children. (Get good grades, don't act up, be kind to others, etc.) It doesn't magically make you a good person by being there — Percy, for example, is pretty nasty until well after after he graduates — but it gives you a lot of freedom. Its children aren't as wealthy or as well-known as some Slytherins, so don't have the same opportunities to rise, but ironically, that gives them more horizontal latitude to explore who they want to be.

In contrast, Slytherin is full of kids who have been raised to believe that they have destinies, and that those destinies make them more important than other people. The only options for them are arranged vertically: rise, or fall. Your family succeeds, or it doesn't. You're a leader or a follower. Rigid frameworks of duty and honor infect everything they think. As Pansy says in Ch.43, they have to follow the rules, even if they don't want to. Theo does, even though it clearly makes him miserable, and Daphne's treatment is a big eye-opener for everyone about the amount of cruelty involved in enforcing these traditions. In a sense, the society that they inherit — the world that Draco calls "built for them" — is their reward and their punishment for the way they behave. The consequence of enforcing awful rules is that you have to live by them. Your punishment for being a bad person is that every room you ever stand in will have a bad person in it.

Some of them, of course, do like their situation! Cassius, for instance, seems pretty pleased about his. But Cassius is also seventeen. In Chapter 44, he's deliberately set up as an "end case" for the people in that room — he's a glimpse into their future. This basically becomes text in Draco's whole "opposed mirrors" internal monologue, but there are other details that collectively frame Cass as a parallel to Draco in the books: he's a pale blond pureblood with an "oily pompadour"; he's a Slytherin prefect; he flirts a bit with Pansy; he's a bit of a brownnoser; even the way Theo introduces them, "Warrington, Malfoy... Draco, Cassius," is a sort of involved piece of phrasing, but it mingles their names together in a way that could plausibly denote them as one person, flipping the traditional structure of [last name, first name] on its head. None of this is lost on Draco, who sees it, dislikes it, and realizes that this place he's been pining after for years actually might have fucked him up if he'd allowed it to.

And then you have Theo and Pansy. I obviously won't comment on where their arcs going, but I think it's worth saying that neither of them are fans of Cassius, even though Theo is the one who invites him, for reasons that I think are best left to interpretation. Cass also "irritates Pansy out of her skin," and it's not the first time in two chapters that Pansy has expressed discomfort with her lifestyle and the demands it makes on her. And when she tells Draco to give Daphne the badge, she says: "I wanted to ask you a favor," not "we," whereas she's the one who keeps talking about how Daphne is welcome; Theo barely says a word in that whole conversation. Though, of course, she does stay in the room, and Theo doesn't.

I guess I'll round this ramble off by saying that I put a lot of thought into the sequencing and staging of the Hogsmeade, and there's a lot of foreshadowing in it.

[daughter-of-melpomene]

For the if they were canon ask game: 🎬 + Rosaline Craven, please??

@dancingsunflowers-ocs ✨💖✨

Anything for my Ro baby, and for you, Alexandra!! (Also gonna tag @luucypevensie since she’s Rosaline’s godmama. <3)

HOW THEY'D BE INTRODUCED:

So I don’t think Rosaline would really be properly introduced with a name and everything until Order of the Phoenix, but I can see her continually popping up in the background of various shots, walking around with Pansy or sitting at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall or glaring at Ginny’s back if she’s part of a conversation. There would probably also be a scene where the focus is on Harry and a conversation he’s having while he’s with the Weasleys, but you can sort of hear Ginny in the background complaining about a Slytherin girl who seems to think they’re in some kind of competition, and you know who that is…

WHO THE FANDOM SHIPS THEM WITH:

Definitely mainly Ginny, but I can see people also shipping her with Pansy, since we all love a good friends to lovers arc, or even Luna, since they develop something of an unlikely friendship once Rosaline starts getting closer to the people around Ginny.

WHY THE FANDOM LOVES THEM:

I think for a lot of the same reasons the fandom loves Draco - child of a rich pureblood family of Death Eaters who doesn’t actually want to be a part of what their parents are making them do and who’s secretly in love with the rival they made for themselves - but since Rosaline actually gets her redemption arc in canon, they might even like her better (😅). I also think a lot of people would love her sense of style and her impeccable comebacks.

WHY THE FANDOM HATES THEM:

You just know there would be people who hate her for “breaking up” Harry and Ginny and “turning Ginny gay,” even though that’s obviously total bullshit. I also think a lot of people would call her redemption arc unrealistic or hate her because she’s kind of naturally snarky and bitchy, because you know how people get when female characters are like that.

WHAT THE CAST RELATIONSHIP WOULD BE LIKE:

Camila Mendes seems to be super sweet and funny, so I think she’d get along great with the cast! I definitely think she’d be good friends with Rupert Grint and Emma Watson, and obviously she and Bonnie Wright would do a bunch of cute interviews together.

WHAT THEIR AUDITION SCENE WOULD BE:

Likely the scene where Rosaline approaches Ginny and Neville about joining Dumbledore’s Army during sixth year, where she gives a little speech about wanting to right her wrongs and not wanting to be on the wrong side of the war anymore. It’s an emotional moment that touches on a lot of her motivations and who she is as a character, so I think it would be an important scene to have for auditions and see which actress can nail it.

DEPENDING ON THE FANDOM, WHO THEY’D BE AT PRESS TOURS/COMIC CON WITH:

Likely either the actors for the Silver Trio - Bonnie Wright, Matthew Lewis, and Evanna Lynch - or even Tom Felton, since they do play the two prominent Slytherins in the story.

IF THEY SPOIL THINGS:

I’m sure Camila would never!

IF THE SHOW/MOVIE HAS ENDED, IF THEY’RE HAPPY WITH THEIR CHARACTER’S ENDING AND THE ENDING AT LARGE:

Definitely! By the end of the story, Rosaline has escaped from under her parents’ thumbs, proven herself to be a better person than she ever thought she was, and finally in a relationship with the girl she’s been pining for. A pretty good ending, if you ask me.

send me 🎬 + an oc!!

[stoookes]

I love that WhatsApp chat idea, it's so feral! 😍😂 Ok so in my imagination, it all begins when VK's most recent conquests, maybe a baby, probably Harry, has suffered through a breakup with VK, because obviously, VK grew bored and couldn't be bothered to continue a relationship which he considered only as a bit of fun.

When news of the breakup filters through, Harry suddenly finds himself added to a whatsapp group which is just titled, "Simps for VK". Then comes a slew of messages, welcoming him to the group.

"Hello kiddo! Genuinely didn't expect to see you added to this group so soon, but well, it was bound to happen one day. He never stays long with anyone. Don't be worried though, you're in good company

Just know, everyone here is in the same boat as you are, and what you're going through is absolutely normal and ordinary, there's nothing to be ashamed of, because everyone here has already been through it already." This is from Jos, who seems as sympathetic and helpful on text as he does in real life, but Harry's still confused, because who's the "he" Jos keeps mentioning? What does he mean when he says that everyone here is in the same situation Harry is in?

When he articulates his questions, Jos clarifies, sounding as polite and kind and sensitive as one can be while referring to a break up that took place not half an hour ago. "I beg your pardon, but you did break up with VK, didn't you?"

"I-- yes-- but how is that even relevant?"

"This is what the whole group is about Harry." Jos answers patiently. You're not the first man who got his heart broken by VK. Everyone here has been dumped by him at some point in their lives. I'd share my own bitter story of heartbreak to make you feel a bit better, but you must excuse me, it's still too early and raw for me to talk about it."

"Jos, it's been 7 years since VK broke up with you! Get over it!" Harry can hear Jimmy's exasperated eye-roll through the text.

"You're one to talk, you're still pining after VK even though he left you a decade ago!" Joe immediately comes to Jos' defence.

And before Harry can blink, a fight has broken out over the chat, over which of them should be kicked out of the group, because a certain amount of years are too long to not be able to get over VK for. It's not a new fight, as evidenced by Kane, who's the group admin by virtue of being the first boyfriend VK had and dumped, stepping in to calm things down, and telling everyone sternly to maintain an atmosphere of civility, for this group was created as an outlet for all of VK's exes to connect and share their memories of him and help each other through the pain of seperation, not to criticize each other's relationships with him.

Ok, this is a multi chapter in the making.

First chapter - Harry gets entered into the chat and it's all explained, we get a bit of an intro into who else is in the chat group

Following chapters - each break up, painstakingly explained to Harry (though reader gets them not in text format but as if they were reliving the scene from breakupee's perspective).

Congrats, nonny, you added another long wind WIP to my list :P

[astranva]

I’m not trying to continue with the Olivia Wildehate train.but if it wasn’t for her we would have gotten one of the greatest press tours for a movie to ever happen. Chris pine, Florence Pugh, Kiki Layne, Gemma Chan, Harry Styles and Nick Kroll. We could have had that press tour happened and all of these pairings no matter how you put them together would have been amazing and I blame Olivia Wilde. We all know Florence didn’t wanna promote this film she could have taken time away from Dune, Zendaya was able to and so we’re Timothee and they are the stars of the movie very suspicious. Chris pine pulling out of all of his interviews after the Venice drama says a lot to me. Kiki Lane not posting a single thing about this film and the only thing that she did post was today and it was shady as hell and Gemma Chan completely ignoring this film says a lot to me. You have those for that I just mentioned completely ignoring this film and not doing any type of price for it and you have Harry who also has it done any price for this movie besides the Premier and Venice with Gemma. And Chris who obviously tapped out after Venice an Florence Pugh from the jump didn’t wanna do any press. If all of the drama didn’t happen this could’ve been a huge movie for Olivia’s career. The fact that the film itself was underwhelming, the script was changed for the worst and her and Katie Silverman really bombed the script, Olivia had absolutely no idea what she was doing with this film and it really showed and the direction was just off. Harry styles was a miss cast but the underutilization of the women of colour in this film and her white feminist take on all of it but also Cutting the women of colour out of this film to make more room for unnecessary characters like her own character Two playing into the model minority mess and the disrespect of black women which was not a story for her to tell nor was she capable nor was she able to. Not to mention the underutilization of the men of colour in this movie. Say what you want about her and her relationship with hairy Olivia Wilde really fucked up this film. And all of the good parts of this movie or nothing to do with her but to do with the people who made this film what it was the performance of Chris, Florence, drama, and Kiki the cinematography and the costuming. None of the good parts of this movie or a product of Olivia Wilde directing or her as a Director or leader of this film. It is all of the people I just named taking The bad material that they were given and making the most of it. And even if the movie isn’t very good this movie could have had one of the best press runs I have ever seen and also could have done much better at the box office. I just feel like Olivia really fumbled the bag and focussed on things that she shouldn’t have been focussing on and truly did not know what she was doing with this film and it took her a year and a half to edit this movie and the product that we were given was not good and underwhelming. If Florence and Kiki and Gemma and Chris were a part of the promotion for this film it could have been a big win for her. Olivia is the only person who has been promoting this movie and she has only done to talk shows and I don’t think we will see her doing anymore.

i think harry and olivia’s relationship is what first began this shitshow. real or not, i don’t care, it’s unprofessional and granted, made everyone on set uncomfortable and scraped their efforts under the rug with holivia took the wheel with the press and that sucked.

i haven’t seen the movie yet but the reviews have been well as far as i’m seeing, but it definitely could’ve been a hit if it weren’t for all that mess

[emotionalteaspoon22]

So here's what I think (because everyone asked).

1) I'm sad that immediately after ending a six-year relationship that seemed (keyword SEEMED) healthy, Taylor Swift has already been rumored to be dating like 3 different male celebrities (and possibly at least one female celebrity?), and clearly the most obviously true "relationship" is already being criticized and picked apart.

2) To feed into that a LITTLE, sure, it's annoying that she seems to be dating somewhat of an idiot now. However, just because someone says stupid things because they don't care if anyone takes it the wrong way doesn't mean they're the worst person on the earth.

3) ALSO, let's not forget that immediately after ending her previous long-lasting relationship with Calvin Harris, Taylor was very publicly dating Tom Hiddleston (while also apparently pining for Joe). I very clearly remember thinking "girl what on earth are you doing" when I saw the pictures of her and Tom back then.

4) I have had several friends who just can't stand being single. I have never thought it was the healthiest thing to be jumping from relationship to relationship without taking time for themselves in between. But you know what, we're all human and it's hard to judge someone else's unhealthy coping mechanisms when we all have our own vices.

5) Taylor may be VERY INTENTIONALLY being showy about dating Matt Healy (refuse to call him Matty like you are a grown man but whatever). She's probably VERY INTENTIONALLY dressing up and being seen on the streets of New York (she's New York City after all). We won't ever know for sure, but she may be either putting up a front, or trying to make a certain someone jealous on a large scale.

6) Everyone hates to think that their fav celebrity, their queen, their "mother" (ugh I hate that), may actually NOT be the end all be all when it comes to healthy representation. But guess what, we're all human, and that's also what we all get for putting someone on a pedestal.

7) Jack Antonoff called Matt Healy "a deeply sincere person who, at different points, can be misunderstood due to the fact that he enjoys a bit" or something like that. Doesn't mean it makes him likeable necessarily, but again.... we don't know him. Or her. Or anyone really.

So maybe we should all chill out. I'm still really sad for her about her relationship with Joe ending, but I guess that's my own bad for being too invested in a private relationship between two people who are strangers to me in reality.

[bottomlouisficfest]

blff prompt sending here bc you didn’t get these through the form last time

1. soulmate au where harry and (OMC/ one of the boys/ another celeb) are roommates and best friends. there’s a whole movement of people who don’t think soulmates should determine who you end up with and believe you can fall in love with others just as much as you could your soulmate or something like that. OMC has been heartbroken too many times due to dating people he’s not matched to. so he’s made it a rule to never bring home people he’s dating or introduce them to his friends until he knows it’s serious. after months of dating, OMC finally brings home his boyfriend louis and introduces him to his friends. harry and louis have an instant connection but don’t know why that is. they spend the night talking and hitting it off (while hanging out w the group). soon after a few weeks or so they find out they’re soulmates! louis is one of those people who don’t believe soulmates have to be endgame and plus he loves OMC and wants to make it work. louis stops talking to harry as much, and maybe neither tell OMC ab the bond (up to author ). louis starts being sort of mean to harry so lots of harry pining, sexual tension, sort of friends to enemies to lovers type thing. obviously larry endgame pls would prefer it to be a long fic, angsty, and funny! maybe at one point OMC notices the tension or maybe louis accidentally moans harry’s name? could even include cheating (like louis and harry end up getting drunk one night and give in to the bond and hook up?

2. harry is getting married to OFC/female celeb and him and louis have been besties for years. they had been separated for a year when they both moved on to college but had kept contact through phone calls and visits every now and then. louis had met OFC but had never really interacted w her, their visits had mostly consisted of h+l taking the whole day or weekend to hang out or go out w the rest of the boys. harry+OFC have been a couple for maybe a year or so??? harry calls louis to give him the big news on his engagement and asks louis to be his best man. lots of wedding planning stuff, louis pining, hating the OFC but being nice to her face. OFC thinks louis is great and starts befriending him and inviting him out places and asking him to help w wedding plans etc. zayn as louis’ other best friend and louis complaining to him ab OFC and mocking her niceness and whatever since he can’t do it to her face. sexual tension!!!! and then getting away w stuff not so platonic like louis and harry cuddling when alone, or being naked around each other, or getting a little too close during dancing or whatever at the bachelor party all because OFC doesn’t see louis as a threat since he’s a man and h doesn’t realize it’s not normal since that’s how they’ve always acted since they were kids. maybe harry doesn’t realize he’s bisexual yet and that’s why? something like that. i was thinking the love interest for harry could be kendall but up to author.

There are slight changes above from when you sent them the first time, but your prompts are already on the list (Prompt 296 & 302). They were added the day that we received them.

[parkkate]

The photoshoot

Inspired by these beautiful and hot hot pictures ;)

Draco had no idea what had possessed him to say yes to the photoshoot. The editor of Witch Weekly had practically begged him. She had been over the moon that famous Harry Potter had agreed to a very personal photo series and the editor wanted the best photographer for this. So naturally, she had come to Draco. 


“I want the Chosen One as we’ve never seen him before. I want sultry, I want sassy, I want steamy, I want sex!” she had practically screamed at him.
 He had been reluctant at first. He had no desire to be anywhere near his former arch-nemesis. But this was a great opportunity.

So here they were, in Draco’s studio, Potter in his old Gryffindor uniform. It clung to his body more tightly than Draco remembered. The prat had filled out quite a bit.


“Alright, Potter. Just relax. And don’t look into the camera.”


“Where am I supposed to look then?” Potter asked, sounding a bit unsure.


“Just… to the side,” Draco said, mentally sighing. This was going to be a long day. Potter looked uncomfortable and tense. Draco needed him to be relaxed. At ease.

“Potter,” he said a little more waspishly than he had intended. It made Potter flinch. “Just try to think of something that will take your mind off of this. Something fun,” Draco said in a softer voice.

Potter seemed to think about it for a second and the tension visibly left his shoulders. At least a little. His eyes became unfocused and Draco wondered what he was thinking about. Slowly, Potter took off his robes, revealing the white shirt underneath. He began loosening his tie. Draco watched him and tentatively lifted the camera to his eyes. He didn’t want to scare Potter out of his thoughts. But even the sharp clicking noises of the camera didn’t seem to disturb Potter now. Draco’s eyes widened as he watched Potter slowly biting his lip.

Draco cleared his throat, to distract himself from the funny feeling in his stomach.


“Good, good,” he mumbled. “Um, I don’t know what the editor told you about this shoot, but it’s supposed to be very…”


“Personal. I know,” Potter said, his green eyes locking with Draco’s. Without breaking eye contact, Potter began unbuttoning his shirt. As he slipped it off his shoulder’s, Draco’s mouth suddenly felt very dry. Potter walked over to the bed in the far corner and sat down on it.

Draco followed him, mentally slapping himself, because his knees felt weaker with every step. 
Potter gave him one last glance, before one of his hands reached for the waistband of his trousers. He hooked his thumb into it, while the other hand began stroking his abs. His ridiculously delicious abs.


‘Dear Merlin,’ Draco thought, ‘this was a horrible idea!’
 He took several shots of Potter in this pose, concentrating very hard. ‘This is your job! Do not get distracted by him. He’s a git, remember?’

Feeling a bit more confident about his self-control, Draco said,


“Get your wand out, Potter.”


“Excuse me?” Potter spluttered, which made Draco smirk and roll his eyes.


“Your actual wand.”


“Oh.” 


Potter pulled it out of his back pocket sheepishly. He pointed it at the opposite wall, as if he was trying to hex it. A crease formed between his eyes. Oh, Draco knew that look, that scowl. It felt reassuring to see Potter with such a familiar expression. But at the same time, Draco wished he could make it go away. For good.


“No, no,” he said, stepping a little bit closer to Potter. “We’ve seen enough of you as the Saviour. I think we need something different…”


Okay, so Draco could have just told Potter what he wanted him to do. But Draco was curious how his skin would feel against his fingers. He wouldn’t get another opportunity like this ever again. Why not push his luck a little bit?!

But as he touched Potter’s wrist, he involuntarily shuddered. And… was he imagining things, or had Potter just failed to surpress a shiver himself?! 
Trying not to ponder on it, Draco moved Potter’s arm up above his head. He guided his hand to the back of his neck, his own hand lingering for just a second longer than necessary. While avoiding his eyes, he draped Potter’s wand-hand to his side, so that it was half-wrapped around himself.


“There we go,” Draco muttered. He took a few steps back, clutching his camera tightly.


“You’re good at this,” Potter said. There was no venom or animosity in his voice, no mocking tone. It irritated Draco immensely.


“Yes well, brainless, shirtless idiots are easy to order around,” Draco said through gritted teeth.
He was expecting some sharp retort from Potter. Maybe even another scowl. He did not expect, however, Potter’s face lighting up in a huge, genuine smile. Draco was so shocked, he released the shutter of his camera by accident.


“Why don’t we take a quick break?” Draco suggested, grateful that his voice didn’t sound raspy. Or at least too raspy.

He stormed into the bathroom, splashing his face with cold water. It did nothing to calm his racing heart. Cursing under his breath, he decided to get this thing over with as quickly as possible. Why, in the name of Merlin, did he have to be so bloody attractive? Stupid Potter! But no matter. 'Let’s just get two more poses and I’ll send him on his way.’

Nodding to himself, he marched back into the room. But as Draco reached for his camera, his heartbeat picked up yet again. Potter had gotten rid of his trousers and was sprawled on the bed. Sweet Salazar! He was only wearing pants now! 


It took Draco a moment to realise that Potter was holding something in his hands, studying it intently.


“What’s that?” Draco asked, cursing his voice for sounding so high.


“It’s a map,” Potter said grinning. 


“A map,” Draco repeated flatly, before taking a picture.


“Yeah.” Potter’s stupid grin widened. “It shows everyone at Hogwarts, where they are and where they’re going.”


Draco registered the words, but it took a second before the meaning sank in.


“You know, I used to stalk you with this quite a bit. Especially in 6th year.” Potter’s grin turned… shy? 
Was Draco going mental? But… no. Potter’s cheeks were definitely turning a bit rosy. Draco’s heart stuttered again at the sight.

“This looks… weird. Maybe you should put on some clothes,” Draco grumbled and grabbed the next best thing. It was Potter’s ugly Gryffindor-Quidditch sweater. Perfect! Draco watched with contentment as Potter’s chest vanished beneath the fabric. Yes, that was definitely better! Wait, why was Potter lying down again?

Draco could not keep his thoughts straight with Potter lying there like that. Like he was waiting to be taken. Shaking his head, Draco moved around the edge of the bed to get a better angle. When Potter grabbed the hem of his sweater and pulled it up, Draco nearly dropped the camera. Dear Merlin, that was even hotter than Potter being shirtless. Damn it! Draco had to act. Fast.

“Get up,” he ordered, gesturing wildly with his hand.
 Potter did as he was told, clumsily of course, and came to a halt right in front of Draco. Impatiently, Draco dragged the sweater over Potter’s head without warning. Potter didn’t complain. He just kept staring at Draco mutely.

Draco had to surpress the urge to reach out and trace his fingers across Potter’s chest. He was standing so close. Too close. Draco could practically feel the heat coming from Potter’s body. It tingled on his skin, sending little jolts of pleasure down his arm.

Draco shifted the tiniest bit closer. He wanted to feel Potter’s warm breath on his face…

When he did, his knees almost buckled. He could hear his pulse hammering in his ears now. For one moment he feared Potter could hear it, too. His tongue darted out to wet his now very dry lips and he watched Potter as his gaze flicked down to follow the movement of Draco’s tongue.
 Potter swallowed, his eyes widening. This was mad. Why was Potter affecting him like this? And was Draco affecting him, too? That was intriguing.

But Draco couldn’t think about that now. He had to collect his wits. So he took a few steps back, holding up the camera in front of his face. He had a job to do after all. He tried to remember what the editor had told him.


“Now, Potter. I want you to think of nothing but one person. The one person you want to be with right now.” Draco was proud how calm and collected he sounded.

He waited for Potter to react to his words, for his pose to change, for the expression on his face. All Potter did was furrow his eyebrows. 
Alright, maybe something else then.


“Think about someone you want to kiss. Someone… you want to touch.” 
Draco held his breath as he waited for Potter’s reaction. Maybe a sappy, goofy grin? Puppy dog eyes?


Instead, Potter bit his lip again. That bastard! Draco stared at the tantalizing sight. Bloody buggar! Why couldn’t it be Draco’s teeth sinking into that rosy flesh? He was almost sure Potter would taste amazing.

Just as Draco thought this couldn’t get any more torturous, Potter did something that made everything in Draco’s body stop dead. 
Potter lifted his right hand up to his face and placed it on his cheek. His touch seemed featherlight as his fingers moved down to his jaw, down his neck, over his collarbone, his chest - dear god - down his side, to his waistband… 
Draco couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched Potter’s hand disappear beneath that waistband.

Draco forgot how to breathe. He forgot about the camera in his hands. Hell, he couldn’t even remember his own name right now. Potter, touching himself, right in front of him… it made something in Draco snap.

Without thinking about consequences or anything at all, besides that beautiful man in front of him, Draco lurched forward, threw his arms around Potter’s neck and pressed their lips together. Everything went hot in an instant. Draco felt like every inch of him that was in contact with Potter’s body was burning up. But it wasn’t enough. He needed to taste him, too.

Slowly, he dragged his tongue across Potter’s lower lip, making both of them shiver. Potter made a low moaning sound at the back of his throat, which thrilled Draco, but it also made him suddenly and painfully aware of the whole situation. He released Potter immediately, pushing himself away from him, a horror-struck expression on his face. Oh no! What had he done? 


“I- I’m sorry.” Draco didn’t even think about the fact that he was apologizing to Harry bloody Potter right now. He was only thinking about the embarrassment, the impossible situation he had just put himself in. “That was very unprofessional of me.” True, Potter had been touching himself, but… that hadn’t been for Draco’s personal entertainment. 
With this realization, another unwelcome thought entered Draco’s mind. Who had Potter been thinking about while he had touched himself? Who had Potter been thinking about right before Draco had practically forced himself on him? These questions made Draco feel sick. He wanted to smash that person to pieces, whoever they might be.

Draco was so focused on his anger that he didn’t realize he had balled his hands into fists, his nails cutting into his own flesh. It was only when he felt something warm and soft on his neck that his mind snapped back to reality.

Huge green eyes were staring into his. Apparently, Potter had placed his hand on the side of Draco’s neck. But that couldn’t be right. Why would he do that?

“Don’t be sorry,” Potter whispered, “you are so much better in real life than I imagined you in my head.” 


It was not a good day for Dracos lungs. He held his breath yet again, as Potter pretty much jumped on him, making them both stumble backwards, onto the bed. On any other day, Draco would have been appaled at the thought of being trapped underneath Harry Potter like this. But right now, he couldn’t have been happier.

He almost squealed when Potter placed hot, open-mouthed kisses on his collarbone, working his way up to Draco’s jaw, to the edge of his mouth. Tentatively, he repeated what Draco had done to him earlier, tracing the shape of Draco’s lips with his tongue. Draco didn’t think twice before letting Potter’s tongue slip against his own and deepening the kiss. 


Potter was right, this was definitely better than anything Draco had ever imagined. Not that he had ever imagined making out with Harry Potter. Of course not. Come on! 
Yeah well okay, maybe once… or twice. After glimpsing Potter in the shower after one of their Quidditch matches. Whatever!

“You have enough pictures, right?” Potter panted against his mouth.


“I think so,” Draco mumbled. 


“Good. Because I’d rather keep doing this,” Potter said, pressing his lips more firmly against Draco’s. 


Draco definitely agreed. And besides - the editor was going to be really happy with his work, Draco thought while smiling against Potter’s lips. After all, he was getting exactly what she’d asked for.

omg okay. So... I posted this like two months ago already? As a reblog of those amazing pictures. I came across it again and changed a few words here and there and yeah... here we are  :D

[dracowars]

hello!! can you do something with reader and draco as aurors and he’s been pining for her but she’s never really thought about it/is in a relationship/just broke up w someone etc. and he protects her on a mission or something and she realizes how much he cares for her and kind of a slow burn situation? post hogwarts and kinda fluffy & angsty (from draco atleast)

work buddy | draco malfoy

pairing: auror!draco x auror!reader

word count: 1,9k

summary: where draco and y/n work together as aurors

a/n: i hope you enjoy! feedback is always appreciated <3

warnings: angst

universe: harry potter

„Why were we chosen for such a task?!”, Draco snarls, walking a few steps behind you, sulking. With every step he takes, the branches break beneath his weight and the leaves rustle. “What even is the point of having a gamekeeper or Keeper of the Grounds of Hogwarts?! This school hasn’t changed a single bit-”

“Can you do anything other than complaining all the time? Seriously”, you interrupt him annoyed and turn in his direction, stopping him in his steps. “Just think of the good old days and stop waking up the critters that live in this forest!”

The Forbidden Forest has always been a place you have happily avoided. Back then when you were still going to school, and now as well. Unfortunately, you have been sent to Hogwarts as Aurors to track down and eliminate a werewolf who has holed up somewhere around here. What this elimination looks like? You have to see when you get to it.

Draco and you already knew each other from your school days, but you never had much to do with each other. It is only in the last few years that you have noticed him more often and you have met every now and then, often at moments when you would have preferred to avoid him. At the time, your friends persuaded you that he was deliberately looking for you because he felt something for you. Which of course was not true, it is ridiculous, but because of the constant comments from your close friends, you eventually got into it and developed feelings for him yourself. Which should have never happened.

Those feelings actually did not last that long anyway, because shortly after that Draco became a Death Eater and was responsible for many terrible things that happened at Hogwarts and in the entire Wizarding World. That is why you never thought that after you graduated, after all evil was wiped out and banished, you would see him again in the Ministry of Magic’s entrance exam to become an Auror.

The one who followed the pure evil suddenly wanted to hunt it down, how ironic.

That is why you are here now, the two of you, alone, in the forest, because you obviously know the terrain better than any other Auror currently active. Why they did not send Hagrid, you did not dare to ask.

“You know, I think you are right. I should enjoy the time I get to spend with you alone”, Draco agrees, hands proudly on his hips as you turn away, head shaking, and continue through the thick moss, with Draco close behind.  “Besides, I really have a wonderful view here.”

“Oh wow. You are still just as bad as you used to be”, you chuckle humorlessly, but decide to not say anything else and you keep walking straight ahead, even though you can feel his burning gaze on you. Your former self would probably have sunk into the ground with embarrassment, but not only Draco has changed, but you did too. Somewhere deep inside, those old feelings you once had for him are still hidden, locked up, but so much has happened in the meantime that it will never grow into something more. And that is good.

“Why exactly are we looking for that creature in the middle of the night again?”, Draco asks seriously, interrupting himself every so often when he nearly trips over a root on the ground.

“Well, if you were paying attention back in Defense Against the Dark Arts, you would know how to deal with a werewolf. And that they love the full moon”, you explain, a little know-it-all. “Oh wait, no. Every child knows about the full moon, my bad.”

“And you are still as snippy as you used to be”, Draco chuckles softly behind you. “One of the reasons I love being around you. I love that side of you, partner.”

“Oh, you do?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I don’t love your annoying side, partner”, you counter and the next moment you hear how he slaps his own hand firmly against his chest, right where his heart is.

“Ouch, that hurt”, he whimpers playfully, which brings a small smile to your lips that he cannot see. Draco can be really annoying and overbearing at times, but you can tell he has changed. He is not the cheeky arrogant boy from the first year anymore. He is no longer the quiet, withdrawn boy of seventh year when he was burdened with a difficult task. He has changed, for the better, and if you could choose, you would still choose him as your partner over anyone else.

“How is your boyfriend anyway? What was his name again.. Louis? Liam?”

“You mean Luke?”

“Yeah, that guy! Tell me, how are things going between you two?”, Draco demands, while you gasp as you dodge a branch with your head, holding your illuminated wand rigidly in front of you.

“We are not together anymore”, you reply as unemotionally as possible. It has been a while since you broke up, deciding that it just does not work anymore. It was a brief crush, nothing more. However, sometimes you find it difficult to accept that you will probably never find the right one for you.

“Oh- That- I am sorry, I didn’t know-”

“Don’t worry, everything is fine. We just didn’t fit, that’s all.”

“I see..”, Draco clears his throat uncomfortably, apparently not expecting such an answer. In silence, you walk on, directly through the dense forest, the bright full moon above your heads partially covered by clouds. After some time, you reach a dark cave that looks like a shelter and approach it carefully. A temporary tent has been erected in front of the cave and the campfire next to it has burnt out, not even embers are left in it.

“What a nice little space- Hey! Don’t get too close!”, Draco calls you back loudly, clawing at your arm just as you were about to examine the tent more closely. “First rule of Aurors: never act rashly.”

“That is not the first rule-”

“Do you still want to risk it?!”, he asks you, almost upset, and lets go of your arm, which he had firmly in his grip before he could realize it.

“Obviously the werewolf isn’t here, Draco. I know what I am doing”, you smile provocatively and continue to look around the small camp while Draco waits in the middle by the extinguished fireplace, looking around.

Quietly, you trudge around a few fallen trees blocking the path when you suddenly discover footprints on the ground. Traces of huge claws that have dug into the damp underground.

“Draco! Look, there are tracks here!”, you call out to him, pointing at the tracks on the ground with your glowing wand. You only notice the orange eyes that suddenly light up in the bushes next to you when you hear a loud growl and a black shadow jumps on you.

Just before the giant beast can grab you, Draco throws himself at you at the last second, pulling you out of the way. Hitting the ground together in pain, some rocks and sharp branches pierce through your skin, Draco’s body beneath yours. Scrambling to your feet, shock is etched in your bones as you help Draco to his feet. Immediately, he pulls you behind him as you face the snarling werewolf.

With its orange eyes it watches you, your every move, before one of them was probably the wrong one and it jumps towards you aggressively.

“Alarte Ascendare!”, Draco yells loudly and the werewolf flies up into the air, in the opposite direction, buying you time. “RUN!”

Without hesitation and without the realization really hitting, you sprint off hand in hand, always looking behind to see if the creature is following you. Which it, of course, does. Since it is much faster on its four paws than you are on your two wobbly legs, you try to think of a solution as quickly as possible.

“Bombar-”

“No, we mustn’t hurt it! It is still a human”, you interrupt Draco, knocking down his hand in which he holds his wand. Your job is to eliminate the werewolf, but that does not mean you have to kill it.

“Arresto Momentum!”, you yell loudly and shoot the spell directly at the wolf, who gets hit and slows down accordingly. Without using any words to communicate, Draco knows exactly what to do next.

“Incarcerous!”, he shouts and in the next moment, thick ropes, which are conjured from thin air, wrap themselves around the werewolf’s body, around its legs, thus making it unable to move. Additionally, it is weakened by the slowdown spell, which is why it does not try to defend itself against the tight bonds.

You exhale with relief and put your hands on your knees, exhausted from the chase but glad that everything turned out alright after all.

“Y/N! You are bleeding!”, you hear Draco say worriedly, causing you to shift your gaze from the creature on the ground to him. In irritation you watch as he comes up to you and strokes your cheeks, where a branch must have hit you, tearing your skin, with the sleeve of his coat. You watch intensely as he scans your face for more injuries, the tips of your noses almost touching, making your heart skip a beat.

As your eyes meet, it feels like the world stands still for a brief moment. The wind blows through the branches, rustling through the leaves, and through your hair. Silence spreads in the forest, the stars and moon shining bright above your heads. The next moment, however, the world continues to spin as usual as Draco backs away from you, leaving only a warm spot on your skin which you subconsciously touch with your fingers.

“Thank you”, you say softly while he looks at you with wide eyes, as if he cannot comprehend how close you were just mere seconds ago.

“Are you.. hurt anywhere else?”, he asks, still concerned, his eyes fixed on your clothes, destroyed by the branches while his own probably does not look any better. Running your hands over yourself to make sure you have not seriously injured yourself, you shake your head. Draco looks quite relived at this, which elicits a giggle from you at the most inopportune moment ever.

“What?”

“Sorry, I just can’t believe you care so much about me”, you smile to yourself. It was supposed to be a joke, but it did not sound like it. You do not know what made you say this after you were just chased by a werewolf who could have killed you with one bite or transform you. It just came to your mind, and you said it.

“I- Well, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable-��

“I think it’s a nice feeling. Knowing that there is someone who cares about you.”

“I always care about you”, Draco mumbles so softly that you can barely hear it, which is why you ask him to repeat his words.

“Doesn’t matter. Not that important”, Draco brushes you off quickly, looking straight at you while clenching his fists as he makes up his mind. “Honestly, no, it is important. You are permanently on my mind, Y/N. I can’t think of anything else, back then I couldn’t think of anyone else. You are such a stunning person, and I would do anything to make you happy.”

Completely taken by surprise by his sudden confession, you look at him with wide eyes. Unfortunately, this reaction gives him the wrong impression and just as he is about to turn away in embarrassment, you grab his arm and make him look at you.

“I wish you would have told me that much sooner.”

“W-Why?”

“Because I think I feel the same way about you, Draco.”

[moonlightsolo]

could you do a little series on harry styles's songs about youuuu???? feel like it would be cute plus you're a phenomenal writer!!!!

harry's songs dedicated to you

wc: 800-ish??

pairing: harry styles x female reader

warnings: kinda suggestive, really fluffy and kinda funny not gonna lie

note: i had so much fun writing this. thank you for the compliment ilysm anon <3

harry’s songs about you….

obviously you were his muse for both of his albums

hs1 you were secretly dating

(mostly a friends with benefits type of situation)

and during the fine line era you were both officially a very serious couple

“harry styles and mystery girl step out for a bite in london!”

about a month later, “harry styles spotted with the same girl in los angeles!"

the news headlines could go on and on....

everyone was curious about who harry based his songs off of

and now they know!

“source closed to styles says: “they’ve been together for a really long time. they’re really in love”

back to the songs!

only angel is an obvious one

the sexy, mysterious person that harry was pining over in this song

it made you feel powerful

you’re the girl who’s an angel in public eye and “a devil in between the sheets”

that song describes the fire in the beginning of your relationship

the touchy, can’t keep your hands off of each other, kind of relationship

aka the highest your libido has ever been

now woman…. that song literally made you fall in love with him

well this is before told him that you fell in love him…it was a secret for a while…

but now he knows and it’s mutual so it’s fine. anyway!

harry poured his feelings for you into this song

how you spent the first night at his house watching romantic comedies on netflix

and then he cherished every curve and dip of your body in his bed ;)

but your relationship kinda fell apart for a while

because harry was seen with countless models (he’s stupid)

soooo you ended up wanting to take a break bc you felt the feelings weren’t mutual with him

(but they were….y’all were just too scared to tell each other)

then you somehow got a boyfriend :(

that wasn’t harry :(

and you felt happy but still unfinished???

bc how could you ever replace harry f’ing styles.

so he finished this song by writing it about being envious of the man that won you over

honestly, h was so distraught he thought he lost you forever

then the other songs that weren’t really about you, just his life in general.

carolina (rolls eyes), sign of the times, kiwi, ever since ny….

two ghosts aka both of your sad souls being without each other

h was inspired to write meet me in the hallway about you two meeting again after being apart for a few months

you saw each other in the hallway of your apartment complex for the first time :0

gasp!! such a coincidence!!

as soon as you got home, you broke up with your bf over text.

then harry let you listen to his finished album and you cried like a big baby

he consoled you with kisses n cuddles

you told him “i love you so much” in a fit of pure emotion

and he says that he loves you back (yay!!!!!)

you guys spend every minute with each other

you ended up moving in with him

you travelled with him to nyc, la, everywhere!

after a few years, harry started writing fine line

now this was a more sex positive! female power! divine woman! kinda album

watermelon sugar is a no brainer- we all know what it’s about

cough the female orgasm cough cough

specifically how he likes going doooown….town…

adore you, cause duh… he adores you??!!?!

(cherry just does not exist in this scenario)

she bc you’re the girl in his daydreams

aka the woman of his DREAMS

sunflower is just all his happiness from you poured into a song

and you remind him of sunflowers :’)

and the lil addition of, “kiss in the kitchen like it’s a dance floor”

you guys literally dance in the kitchen while making dinner

and when you heard that lyric you almost died

you definitely cried bc it’s such a small intimate thing he added

tpwk because harry is the kindest person in the world

fine line and falling bc emo harry came out

mostly bc y’all like to argue and harry gets upset

and just writes sad songs to cope with his problems

but he does have a therapist so that also helps!

(you do too, don’t lie)

let’s just say you’re literally his inspiration for his albums

hs3 is gonna be a whirlwind especially

bc there’s a heavy ring sitting pretty on a specific finger on your left hand ;)