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Draco was protective of what was his, so when he saw a certain Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley trying to force what was his to ask someone on a date, he wasn’t happy. Not only that, but when Harry actually got up just to comply with what the two were telling him to do, he was practically furious- the wink Harry had given him as he passed wasn’t helping the situation either.

Draco had watched as Harry had slid in to a chair next to a pretty average looking girl and had begin to ask her about herself, as she was happily babbling on however, Draco was quick to get up and stalk over until he was hovering behind Harry. 

‘Potter, a word with you? Now.’ Harry’s shoulders had tensed ever so slightly before relaxing and he had let out a groan before climbing out of his chair and looking up to Draco. Unfortunately for him Draco had grown exponentially since after the war, and Harry had seemed to have shrunk in comparison. 

Draco lets out a low predatory growl, and Harry knew he was absolutely in for it, so instead of saying anything he began to walk out of the great hall, knowing Draco would be close behind after grabbing his bag and explaining why he was leaving so early to the rest of his housemates.

As soon as Draco is out of the large wooden doors, he stalks up to Harry and in one fluid movement he has him against one of the walls, their bodies flushed together and breath mingling in a hot flurry of lips and tongue. All too soon however Draco is moving away, leaving Harry breathless and flushed.

‘Mine, remember that Harry. Mine.’ Just to punctuate his words he leans down, hands purchasing against Harrys thighs and hoisting him up, leaving Harry to squeak and wrap his legs around his waist. He leans in ever so slowly, and with another whisper of ‘Mine.’ against the shell of his ear, he leans down and leaves a purple hickey sticking out against Harry’s adams apple.


Suffice to say, the next day for quidditch practice despite the heat Harry could be found wearing a turtleneck jumper and a blush on his cheeks whenever someone would ask him why he was wearing such a ridiculous piece of clothing when it was mid summer, both Ron and Hermione were curious as to why he would be wearing it too, but just shared a glance and stayed quiet about it.


Only after Gryffindor won the first quidditch tournament of the year did Draco truly get furious about the people surrounding Harry all the time, and even watched with a glower as the girl he dragged Harry away from pulls Harry in and kisses him hard, almost as possessively as Draco gives Harry kisses, and that stirred something in Draco.

Draco waits though, waits until he knows that Gryffindor and more will be watching. He knew that there would be a celebration of Gryffindor winning, so that’s exactly where he heads- straight to the Gryffindor common room, and of course he can get in because he knows it from all those times he and Harry sneaked in and out.

When he enters the common room, the atmosphere is bubbly until everything drops silent as he stalks further in to the room, until he’s stood in front of the fire, facing Harry. In a matter of moments, Harry is being pulled up by the chin and is being kissed, hard.

Laughter and cheers echo around the common room, until the two familiar voices of Ron and Hermione can be heard saying in unison- ‘What the hell?!’

  • Albus: Teddy, pretend to be my mom to Scorpius's mom.
  • Teddy: [picks up the phone] Hello? This is...Mum Potter. The children are playing swords. Sorry. Playing with swords. Oh no. They are dead. Do not call again. [hangs up]
  • Scorpius and Albus: ...
  • Teddy: Sorry, I panicked.

Look…Pidge is only a child, and yet she has already been through so much. therefore, it’s reasonable to think she would be having some problems, right?

Think about it… she would be living with the knowledge that she killed someone. It’s different, fighting in a lion versus being there in person and seeing them up close. What if the reason she yelled wasn’t because of rover falling, but because she didn’t want to let Haxus fall to his death. She was right there. she was the one who tripped him. She looked right at him and didn’t move as he hung in the air for those seconds.

Imagine Pidge having nightmares afterwards. Waking up and jolting upright, reaching out her arm to try and catch someone not there. Anytime she sees one of the paladins jump off something she freezes for a second, heart squeezing in her chest while she is brought back to that fight.

Just….she’s only fourteen and has witnessed so much death already, at her own hands within voltron. You can’t tell me she gets any enjoyment from it, yeah, she puts on a strong face for the others after a hard-fought battle but as soon as she is behind closed doors? She collapses into tears, sobs shaking her body as she is forced to relive what they’ve done, what she’s done. Staring at her hands, thinking about how she used to use them to build, to create things. But now she can only see the blood staining them in her mind, only seeing the loss and destruction she has caused.

Guardians of Notra pt. 1
  • Random New Blood, sets their hand on Cal's: If I touch someone, I can feel their feelings.
  • Cal: that's nice.
  • Random New Blood: You feel love.
  • Cal: yeah, I guess yeah, I feel a general unselfish love for just about everybody-
  • Random New Blood: No... sexual love...
  • Cal: No, no I dont-
  • Random New Blood, points to Mare: FOR HER!
  • Cal: NO!
  • Kilorn, busts out laughing: SHE JUST TOLD EVERYONE YOUR DEEPEST DARKEST SECRET!
  • Cal: Dude come on, I think you're overreacting a little bit.
  • Kilorn: YOU MUST BE SO EMBARRASSED!
  • Mare: blushing a lot
  • Kilorn, bouncing up and down and grabbing the New Blood's hand: DO ME! DO ME! DO ME!

can’t get over how aphobes will swear up and down that straight aces are straight, fully straight, completely straight-

but like, gay/bi aces really aren’t as oppressed as real gays, and headcanons for us aren’t real lgbt rep, and we need to stop talking about ace issues and let real gay people be the center of the community.

no matter how many times you tell me that “gay aces are gay so straight aces are straight!” i really don’t think you believe that first point

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A shipping chart for u all

Good god, this took forever to do.