he doesnt want to be here right now

drmuffinofdoom  asked:

I can't believe that I didn't ask this before now but- do you have any Drarry fic recs??? Pls tell me you do

CRACKS KNUCKLES, lemme go through ye ol archives of my favs >D

Running on Air



Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

(I’ve rec’d this one before but I will keep pushing it on everyone because its the bEST ITS MY FAVORITE ONE OK I live for the mood and the entire fic is like a walking aesthetic and the characters are portrayed pERFE C T LY goddang)

No Shadow Taller Than Our Souls



Auror Potter and Unspeakable Malfoy team up to investigate a series of missing persons, and it soon becomes apparent that Dementors are involved. Despite their initial misgivings, Harry and Draco find that they need each other’s help, in more ways than one.

(I literally just finished reading this one like 10 minutes ago and it was a good good. A lot of interesting Dementor lore!!)




Draco snorted. “I’m not reduced to penury. I want something considerably beyond money, and I rather think you’re the only one can give it to me.”

“You want the Invisibility Cloak,” Harry said, flatly. He’d half expected as much; it was the only thing he had that Draco could want—

“Don’t be stupid, Potter,” Draco said. “I want my reputation back.”

(I remember really liking this one and I thiiiiink this one has some good good ministry ball courtship-ing and stuff lmao

Actually looking now anything by astolat is good)

The Boy Who Only Lived Twice



Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It’s all right here, folks.

(THE SUMMARY DOESNT LIE. I TREALLY IS SECRET IDENTITIES, CELEBS, aND SPIESsseSSEs. But really this one is so well written and I’m a sucker for spy/thriller types and this blends the wizarding world into the genre so well im cryinnngngg)

Coffee, Cakes and Doorknob Snakes



Harry’s house is trying to kill him, and only one person can help him: pity it’s Draco Malfoy

(this one is just *clenches fist* so pure. The house has so much character I cant even believe. And Draco being the smartie mcsmartpants is my favorite thing ever.)

Open For Repairs



After the war, Draco works at a tv repair shop and Harry breaks things.

feat. sad boys in jumpers and more ABBA than is probably necessary

(this one melted my heart and rebuilt it. Better. STrONGER. Seriously tho this has everything in it.)

 And basically anything Saras_girl on a03 writes is like a gold standard.~ I might make a more indepth list when I actually compile all the ones I’ve read (theres a lot oh god) but these are goods!

Accidents Cause Accidents Pt 2

Word Count: 3234

A/N: so I am making this into a series, even though I have two other series going on but whatever lmao. I hope you enjoy the second part to Accidents cause Accidents, I made this part somewhat low-key but next one is going to be crazy. If you think I should make this a separate book let me know, and also just give me all around feedback! Much love! ️


Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

  Y/Ns eyes fluttered open, her head pounding and making it hard to even think. She looked around and saw the beanie boy sitting in the chair next to her hospital bed. He seemed to be asleep, but he had a laptop open in his lap. Slowly, she tried to sit up, her head feeling light and the room spinning, but she was determined.

    “Ugh.” she groaned, waking the beanie boy from his sleep.

    “Y/N, what are you doing? Lay back down!” he said, quickly placing his laptop on the chair next to him and rushing over to her side.

    “No, I want to sit up. Laying here makes me feel vulnerable.” she complained.

    “That doesn’t matter, you aren’t. But you’re going to hurt yourself even more if you sit up.” he said sternly, trying to direct her back down into a laying down position.

    “Listen here Beanie, just because we are apparently together doesn’t mean I need you to tell me what I need to do. I am my own independent person and I can take care of myself.” she shot in pure frustration and vulnerability. He slowly backed up, a look of hurt crossing his face.

    “Sorry…” he mumbled, staring down at the ground. Y/N softened up as she watched him sit back down and start to type on his laptop, and she felt her chest hurt.

    “You don’t need to be sorry, I was a bitch. I don’t mean to be, okay? I’m just terrified because I don’t know whats going on or who I am or where I am… I’m scared.” she said, watching the beanie boy. He continued to type on his laptop and he swallowed hard, his face still conveyed hurt.

    “I shouldn’t of snapped at you! You’re the only person who has been here constantly and I appreciate it. As of the moment, you’re the only one who makes me feel anything, and that scares me a little bit too. It feels good though, my heart stops beating for a second when you say my name, and when you’re near it speeds up. I don’t know what I’m feeling, you tell me its love but I don’t even remember what that is or what its supposed to feel like… all I know is that when I look at you, it feels like I know you, and I know who I am and where I am. I feel… safe.” she whispered the last part and started messing with her hands, scared to look at the raven haired boy sitting in a seat across the room. Just then she felt hands on her face and lips on hers, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling which was gone way too soon.

    “I love you.” he said and she smiled up at him.

    “I… I love you too Beanie Boy.” he chuckled and rolled his eyes.

    “I have a name you know, baby girl.” he teased and she giggled.

    “I know, Jughead Jones the Third, I have one too. Y/N….” she trailed off, trying to remember her last name. she furrowed her eyes in concentration.

    “Y/L/N. My beautiful girlfriends beautiful name is Y/N  Y/L/N.” he reminded her, and she nodded her head.

    “Y/N  Y/L/N.” she whispered to herself.

    “You should of had that memorized before you had mine down.” he teased, and she shrugged.

    “Your name was more important to me to learn than my own I guess.” she said and he smiled.

    “Miss Y/L/N, how are you feeling?” Dr. Smith asked, walking into the room. Y/N tensed up, and Jughead noticed, giving her a worried look.

    “I’m tired, and I want to get out of this stupid bed.” she grumbled.

    “I understand. Do you think you’re well enough to talk to Sheriff Keller?” he asked. She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her hands.

    “I guess.” she mumbled.

    “Maybe we should let her rest for a little while longer, she’s been having a tough time, or at least let her go for a walk.” Jughead suggested, and Y/N looked gratefully up at him.

    “I don’t think that’s much of a good idea. Its a miracle she is only suffering from amnesia, a concussion and a few broken ribs from her fall, I would hate to see her fall and hurt herself even more.” Dr. Smith said. “I think it would be better if she stayed here and talked to the sheriff, see if she can remember anything. I don’t know if you remember, but you woke up last night yelling about that day. We had nurses come in to help you and you started to explain things that happened when you fell off the balcony-”

    “I didn’t fall, asshat. I was thrown off.” she growled and Dr. Smith jotted something down.

    “Right, thrown.”

    “What the hell is that supposed to mean? She was thrown, we have witnesses that said it themselves too.”

    “Son, I’m going to have to ask you to leave, you seem to be upsetting my patient and she’s already having a tough time as it is.” Dr. Smith said, looking up from his clipboard.

    “He isn’t the one upsetting me!” Y/N cried, holding onto Jugheads arm.

    “I refuse to leave, she needs me.” Jughead said.  Dr. Smith placed the clipboard on Y/Ns end table and walked towards the beanie clad boy.

    “I really don’t want to have to call security on you. I understand that you want to be here for her, but right now she has things that she needs to do. You can come backtomorrow at opening visiting hour.” he calmly said, and Jugheads face fell.

    “Why tomorrow, its only 10 in the morning now!” he said, and Y/N held onto him tighter.

    “She has a long day ahead of her and you are making her quite rebellious. She doesnt need that right now, she has just lost her memory and doesnt realize how much danger she is in. The last thing i need is one of our star witnesses disappearing, or even worse trying to and getting killed in the process. Now i am not going to ask you again, leave or else i’ll have to call an escort to remove you from the area.” Dr. Smith shot, and Jughead reluctantly nodded his head. He turned to face Y/N and leaned down, kissing her. Y/N felt tears stinging at her eyes and fear settling in her stomach and she watched as anger and sadness washed over Jugheads face.

     "Don’t go!“ Y/N called as Jughead backed up, turning towards the door.

    "Have a good day, Mr. Jones.” Dr. Smith said as he passed.    

    “You too.” Jughead gritted through his teeth




    Jughead opened his eyes slowly, staring off into the darkness. He could of sworn he heard something downstairs, but it stopped so he wasn’t really worried.




    Okay, he couldn’t of imagined that, there was definitely someone at the door downstairs, but who the hell could it be. He slowly got up off his mattress on the ground and stood, stretching. He quietly opened the door, and crept downstairs, looking out of the peephole.    

    “Oh my god!” he yelled, quickly unlocking the door and swinging it open.      

          “Hey there Beanie Boy.” Y/N smiled, and Jughead pulled her into the house.       

        “What the hell are you doing here!” Jughead exclaimed, and Y/Ns face fell.         

     "I hated that place, so I came here.“ she said bluntly. Jughead placed a hand over her forehead and pulled it back quickly.

    "You’re hot!” he said, running his hand through his hair, trying to think of something that would help.

    “You’re not so bad yourself.” Y/N said cheekily, and Jughead rolled his eyes and shook his head.

    “No I mean you’re burning up! How’d you even know I was here?” he asked, rushing off towards the medicine cabinet to grab some ibuprofen.    

    “Its just a little fever Beanie, I’ll be fine. And I’m not quite sure how I found you, I just kind of walked and ended up at this door.” she said shrugging, following him. He rummaged around the medicine cabinet, looking at bottle after bottle.    

    “And you decided to knock?” he asked worriedly. “You could have ended up at the wrong persons house and then you would have gotten hurt. What if there is still people out there after you? You aren’t exactly liked by the serpents at the moment, and night time is when they go out and cause problems. What if they had found you? You would have been killed on the spot!”    

    “Okay! Okay! I get it! I’m sorry, I just figured that you’d be willing to help me. I hated it in there, I’m a sitting duck!’ she yelled, and Fred and Archie ran into the kitchen.    

    "Y/N? What… why are you here?” Fred asked, walking up to the girl, but she slowly backed away.    

    “Don’t worry, that’s my dad.” Archie said, pushing past his dad and slowly walking up to Y/N. “Can I… can I give you a hug?” Archie asked quietly, and Y/N slowly nodded her head.    

    “Well, you don’t make me feel scared so sure.” she said, and Archie wrapped his arms around her.    

    “I was so worried about you!” he said, and Y/N wrapped her arms around him as well.    

    “I’m sorry.” she whispered and Archie pulled back.    

    “Don’t be sorry, its not your fault. You did a good thing and the town is really appreciating of your sacrifice. I’m the one who should be sorry, I should have taken you straight to Sheriff Keller, if I did then maybe this wouldn’t of happened.” he said, hanging his head.    

    “I don’t quite remember what happened or what I did, but I can assure you one thing, you are totally fine. You did nothing wrong, I’m sure you had important stuff to do.” she said, grabbing Archies shoulder. He smiled up at her and nodded.    

    “Well if you ever need anything again, just tell me, okay?” Y/N nodded her head. “Do you remember anything about me?” he asked.    

     "No, not exactly. I don’t remember much about anything, I’m not even sure how I knew to come here.“ she said.    

    "You come here all the time, you have ever since you were little.” Fred said, and Y/N nodded her head. “Archie, Betty, Jughead and you were constantly here, playing outside, causing havoc throughout the house.” Fred laughed to himself. “You four were quite the group, still are.”    

    “Oh. And you are Archie?” she asked, looking towards the red headed boy.    

    “Yup, thats me. Archie Andrews.” he said, a tinge of sadness in his voice, and Y/N caught on.    

    “Whats wrong?” she asked, leaning against the counter.    

    “You still know me so well.” he teased. Jughead handed Y/N a few pills and a glass of water, and she took the medicine.    

    “Stop avoiding the questions Archie, just tell us whats wrong.” he said, wrapping his arm around Y/Ns waist. She quickly tensed up and pulled away slightly, but relaxed after she realized it was Jughead.    

    “Its just weird, having to reintroduce myself to one of my oldest friends. Its kind of sad.” he admitted, and Jughead slowly nodded his head.    

    “I know, its weird having to reintroduce myself to my girlfriend.” he said, and Y/N felt tears sting at her eyes.    

    “I’m sorry.” she whimpered, not handling her two friends looking so sad very well.    

    “Woah, its alright!” Archie said, pulling Y/N into another hug. “This isn’t your fault, im sure you will remember soon enough.” he said, trying to comfort the sad and confused girl. Archie released the girl and yawned. “I’m going to head back to bed. Goodnight guys.” Archie waved and turned for his bedroom, exiting the room.

    “You are welcome to stay here if you would like.” Fred said, giving a small smile. “I’m going to head to bed too, now i already woke up once to a girl in my house, i dont want to wake up again to any strange wrestling, do you understand me?” Fred teased and Jughead rolled his eyes, giving a small smirk.

    “What do you mean strange wrestling?” Y/N asked.

    “Wow, your amnesia made you innocent did it?” Fred joked and Y/N rolled her eyes.

    “No I’m just confused, thats all.” she argued.

    “No ruining your girlfriends innocence, is that understood? I want this to last as long as possible.” Fred said, giving a small laugh.

    “Yeah whatever.” Jughead huffed, and Fred turned to go to bed. Y/N crossed her arms across her chest and rolled her eyes. “What?” He asked.

    “No one ever tells me anything.” she mumbled and Jughead laughed.

    “How would you know?” he joked. “You forgot pretty much everything.” Y/Ns jaw dropped and she glared at him.

    “Oh my god.” she said, turning for the door.

    “Wait, I’m sorry, that was a bit insensitive, I didn’t mean to offend you.” he said, catching the girl in his arms and snuggling his head in the crook of her neck. She tensed up quickly but relaxed again. “You okay?” He asked, his hot breath tickling Y/Ns neck and making her stomach feel warm. She turned and Jughead stood straight, looking worryingly down at his girlfriend. She returned his stare and leaned up, pressing her lips to his.

    “I’m just adjusting to having someone around and touching me.” she said, pulling away slightly and looking into his blue eyes.

    “Do you want me to stop being so handsy?” he asked quietly.

    “Not a chance.” she smirked, placing her hand at the back of his neck, pulling him back down. Their lips melded together, seeming to be perfect puzzle pieces. Jughead lifted Y/N up onto the counter and deepened the kiss. Y/Ns hands went from his neck to his chest, slowly inching their way down his abdomen and pulling him impossibly close. Jughead breathlessly and reluctantly pulled back, earning a whimper from her.

    “If I keep this going, we’re going to start that strange wrestling Fred was talking about, and we’ll both be in trouble.” he said, chuckling. Y/N looked down at him confused, and he laughed. “Don’t worry about it.” he said. Y/N jumped off the counter but right as her feet hit the ground she stumbled, suddenly feeling very dizzy. Jughead caught her quickly and pulled her into his chest.

    “I’m sorry.” she whispered and Jughead shook his head.

    “Don’t be, let’s go lay down, maybe you’ll be better in the morning.” he said. Y/N stood up, trying her best to stand straight and walk but her head was pounding and she stumbled again. Jughead caught her and picked her up bridal style, making his way to the living room.

    “I’m sorry.” she mumbled and Jughead chuckled.

    “You’ve got to stop saying that, you have no faults to be sorry for.” he said, placing her on the couch.

    “Yes I do, you shouldn’t have to take care of me. I should be able to walk and do shit on my own but instead I’m here dizzy and confused.” she rambled.

    “I don’t mind taking care of you baby girl, I’d much rather it was me looking after you than that asshole doctor.” he said, earning a giggle from Y/N.

    “You mean Doctor ShitHead Smith?” she said and Jughead laughed.

    “Yeah, him.”

    “That’s what I’ve been calling him in my head anytime he comes around.” she explained, and he sat down beside her.

    “Did he come in often?” Jughead asked.

    “Well yeah, he was my doctor.” she said, earning a chuckle from Jughead.

    “I’m trying to be serious. What did he do when he came in?” He asked, and she shrugged.

    “Just constantly asked how much I remembered. He got really mad one time because I answered with ‘Well most of what I remember is a jackass doctor asking me the same question every three seconds.’”

    “Wow, I love you so damn much.” Jughead said, laughing.

    “Well I love you too. I don’t know what I’d do without you, Beanie. You’ve helped me so much during this, thank you.” she said, and pulled her into him.

    “You shouldn’t be thanking me,  I can’t help but feel like this is my fault.” he mumbled, intertwining his fingers with hers.

    “What do you mean?” she asked. Jugheads gaze went to their hands, and he felt his words catch in his throat.

    “I couldn’t protect you. I pushed you into a closet at the first sign of danger and I stood in front of you, ready to make sure nothing was to happen to you. I wasn’t scared, I was ready to do whatever it took to make sure no one would hurt you, but I failed. He threw me aside like it was nothing, knocking me out cold for a good 5 minutes and he threw you over the edge. If only I could have…” Jugheads voice cracked and he choked back the tears that were threatening to spill. Y/Ns heart broke at the sight of him like this, and she lifted his jaw so he’d look at her.

    “You tried to protect me Juggie, which is more than anyone else can say. Thank you for that.” she whispered, smiling sweetly and hoping for a smile in return. But instead he shook his head.

    “Exactly, I tried and I failed. I failed at convincing my mom and sister to stay, I failed at getting my dad on track… they-I just fail at helping those I love the most.” he said, his head falling back onto the couch.

    “That’s not true. Look I don’t remember what’s going on with your dad, or why your sister and mother are gone, but there’s one thing I do know;

you have not failed me Jughead. You were knocked unconscious, there was nothing you could do. It’s not your fault that you got thrown, you tried to protect me and for that I am forever grateful. And not only that, but you stayed at the hospital watching over me to make sure nothing else happened. You have been so kind and patient and you’ve helped me so much… you are the farthest thing from a failure in my eyes.” This time when she smiled, Jughead smiled back. She pecked him on the cheek and leaned down, resting her head on his chest.

    “Thank you.” he whispered, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms tightly around her.

    “And thank you. I love you.” Y/N murmured, sleep slowly washing over her body.

    “And I love you.” Jughead felt as sleep took the beautiful (Y/H/C) haired girl laying on him and he cherished this moment. He knew for sure that in the morning the police and hospital were going to be pissed that she was here, but he didn’t want to worry about that. All he wanted to do was spend some quality time with the one person in his life who had never betrayed him, promising to himself that this time if danger would show its ugly face again, which it most undoubtedly would, he’d do whatever it took to protect her.

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i reblogged a post earlier abt touchy klance but its smth ive been thinking abt so much lately and im probably coming at it from a different angle than the op so. heres a goddamn essay, formatted entirely on mobile bc i hate myself.

first, keith:

  • hes a straightforward kinda guy, and he trusts his senses above all else. if he can see it, hear it, smell it, feel it, its real. hes hands on–metaphorically, but maybe also literally?
  • i think hes the sort to just… touch things sometimes. feeling is believing.
  • think of that scene at the party on arus where keith pokes lance and he falls over. or the Bonding Moment™ where he just goes and like, grabs lances hand.
  • also like every interaction with shiro. they touch each other so much and it comes from both sides.
  • he canonically doesnt like touching strangers, but friends? a-okay.
  • also touch starvation is a thing that he probably has.

now, lance:

  • i think him being physically affectionate is a common headcanon but?? i cant think of that many examples actually
  • mostly that scene where theyve got those space capri suns and hes leaning against hunk?
  • lance likes to sprawl, and Friends Are Furniture
  • BUT what i can think of are times when lance is totally chill with being touched. because hunk is pretty grabby/has no sense of boundaries and he doesnt seem to mind. i mean theyre both comfy with each other but mostly hunk initiates
  • big family –> no personal space, i guess

the sort of pre-conclusion to all this, is that keith touches deliberately, while lance is more passive about it–keith uses his hands, lance uses people as backrests/armrests/headrests

(also, kind of a lengthy sidenote, but for klance to be,, plausible,, lance needs some character development:

  • right now, to lance, keith is a rival, not a friend
  • if lance gains real confidence in himself (and not his false bravado, genuine confidence) he can stop like… projecting his insecurities onto keith
  • also the rest of the team but keith in particular, hence the rivalry. keith is kinda where lance wants to be right now
  • once he can think of them as equals–by gaining confidence in himself but also by recognizing that keith is only (mostly) human–they can leave the rivalzone and enter….. the Friendzone™
  • this is pretty much all on lance, though keiths actions could certainly help or hinder the process–but keith never instigates fights between them, only defends himself, and he doesnt always do that (im paraphrasing someone elses post here hfhhf)
  • uhh yeah the point is they gotta be friends first, i dont subscribe to that… i-hate-him-so-much-because-i-secretly-have-a-crush business soz)

so ANYWAY, actual conclusions:

  • the usual instigator of any physical contact?? is gonna be keith
  • like i said, hes straightforward. if he wants to hold lances hand hes just gonna… grab lances hand
  • hes probably also subconsciously craving physical contact because, again, touch starvation
  • lance mostly rolls with it but his idea of initiating touch is gonna be leaning against keiths shoulder or like, sprawling across his lap
  • hugging might be 50/50 though. its the middle ground lmao. i bet they hug differently though.
  • theyll work up to it slowly. starting with bumping shoulders and grabbing arms and working up to hugs and the aforementioned sprawling and platonic handholding
  • until it stops being platonic and then theyre just like… in constant contact all the time. such cuddles. wow.
  • thats a lame note to end on but ive spent all day on this damn essay and im done. read my fanfic b y e
  • kankuro: hey naruto uhh this is might be weird so feel free to say no but like... do you wanna go see a movie sometime?
  • naruto: yeah sure that sounds really fun!
  • kankuro: hey! naruto! over here!
  • naruto: hey kankuro. nice button up shirt.
  • kankuro: thanks temari ironed it. [shows him the burnt collar]
  • naruto: oh sick. wheres gaara?
  • kankuro: huh?
  • naruto: is he in the bathroom?
  • kankuro: why would he be here?
  • naruto: why... wouldnt he??
  • kankuro: [realization setting in] oh. haha,, yeah hes on his way hes just running late ill go call him haha
  • naruto: okay! tell him to hurry before we miss the previews!
  • kankuro: [crying on the phone outside the theater] gaara i asked naruto out on a date and then he thought that you were coming so i think he thought i just wanted to hang out and he doesnt know its a date and i need you to come right now because he thinks youre just running late and this is the worst thing to ever happen to me
  • gaara: you asked naruto out on a what
  • kankuro: he said for you to hurry before the previews start
  • gaara: okay.

anonymous asked:

hasn't magnus said he doesnt want to be in a relationship after julia? isn't it kind of rude to ship him with taako, or anyone?

He did voice feelings like that, yes. Here’s my view on all this.

First of all there has been evidence that there’s at least some possibility for casual sexual interaction between him and other people. Quoting directly from the TAZscripts here.

Travis: I-I- I show Merle and Taako inappropriate drawings that I got from a girl at another village and they get real– get real skeeved.

Griffin: Yeah, I– and so are– is me and so are the thousands of people listening to the show right now.

Magnus: She’s waitin’ for me back home.

This happened early on in the podcast, but since Travis developed Magnus’ backstory from the very start I consider this canon.

Second, and that is a personal opinion here:

I am tired of the trope of the suffering, heartbroken man. Julia has been fridged early on and purely serves as a plot point of pain and ache for Magnus, that he cannot let go even though it’s been probably around 5-6 years by now since her passing. Him saying that he is not really interested in another relationship, comes out of loyalty and loving servitude - and in the end also out of guilt because he’s clearly a character who puts everyone else first. That means it would definitely take some time and trust to win his heart and it’d be a big deal for him to fall for someone again. (insert another rambling about all the shit he’s been through with Taako right here) 

So, in the end: I’d rather see him heal and find a new chance of love and belonging in his life instead of being stuck in this limbo, holding faith to someone who’s long since gone. 

anonymous asked:

Yandere HT Sans and a s/o that loves him and doesnt have a family. One day there only close friend tries to tell them how sans treats them isn't normal. S/o is just tells them they love him and its normal he can just be rough at times. Then the friend tries to make them leave but s/o just runs to sans crying and saying they don't want to leave him.

@beautiful-things-and-memes  ;) This is some good shit right here.  

Also, I’m going to bed now.  But I got the day off tomorrow (because I’m sick) and I can’t wait to keep writing this.  

So keep sending it in. YANDERE!  YANDERE!  YANDERE!!!


Axe:  First off his flips off your friend behind your back.  Then it hits him what just happened so he shortcuts you both back to your room.  He dumps you on the bed and starts pacing.  He finally stops and asks you, “Did you really meant that?  Do you really, love me?”  

It doesn’t matter how long you two have been together or how many times you two have had sex.  He hasn’t said it and he never heard you say it either.

He always assumed that you were playing along.  That you were humoring him just to avoid making him mad.  He never blamed you for that, it was the smart thing to do and you weren’t stupid.  But now here you are telling him that you love him, that you never want to leave him, he makes you happy?  

He just doesn’t understand.  But then again he never was good with words.  So he tells you, “Prove it.”

anonymous asked:


  • the first time andrew meets stuart hatford is when he doesnt really meet him at all
  • its before the championship game against the ravens when stuart comes to talk to neil, and andrew is ofc watching neil like a guard dog bc after baltimore, he cant risk letting neil going out of his sight again
  • so when neil comes back from talking with stuart, andrew just gives him a questioning look, and neil says “my uncle stuart”
  • andrews a little wary of the connotations of him being there, but neil didnt look worried, so he let it slide, i mean, stuart killed nathan wesninski, he couldnt be awful
  • the second time andrew meets stuart hatford is at the hospital
  • neil was slammed into the court wall quite a few times, and was still asleep when stuart arrived
  • he had been a state over when he got the news, and he wasnt completely heartless
  • this was mary’s kid
  • so stuart stops by the hospital, obviously not using his real name bc hes a wanted criminal
  • and the foxes are wicked suspicious, and andrews the only one who would recognize him, but hes in the hospital room with neil
  • hes been there the entire time, and hasnt let go of his hand more than absolutely necessary 
  • renee, the absolute angel, knocks softly on the door, and peeks her head in to find andrew in the same position
  • she tells him that some guy is there to see neil, and andrew is up on red alert
  • he walks out of the hallway, Ready To Kill, and finds stuart hatford behind a human barrier of foxes in front of neils door
  • they just kinda stare at each other for a moment, and stuart recognizes this kid, hes the one always next to neil in the press photos
  • this is like full on staring contest. no one blinks. 
  • these two small men just with murder eyes (bc cmon stuart is a hatford, no way is he tall)
  • and finally andrew just goes “what are you doing here”
  • and the foxes are like tf who is this guy and how does andrew know him
  • “im here to see neil”
  • “neil isnt seeing anyone right now. you can go”
  • stuart kind of just glares at him for a moment bc he did not go through the trouble to check up on his nephew for some kid to tell him to leave
  • so he just slowly walks forward until hes a foot away from andrew, and andrew has a hand on his knives
  • but stuart just says “hes my nephew. let me see him”
  • and andrew narrows his eyes “i dont have to let you do anything”
  • “and who are you to decide that?”
  • andrew ofc isnt going to say anything back with words, hed be more than happy to stick a knife in his gut for questioning his importance to neil but then nicky speaks up, “andrew is neil’s boyfriend”
  • and stuart looks up at him past andrew kinda confused bc he did not know neil was seeing anyone, and he did not know that neil would ever see a guy
  • but what does he know, honestly
  • so stuart takes a step back, and sits on one of the chairs outside the room with all of the foxes watching him, and says to andrew, “if he doesnt mind, ill see him when he wakes up, but for now, id like it if none of you tried to kill me again.”
  • a few hours later, when neil ‘little shit’ josten is awake and high on meds, he wont stop referring to andrew as “my boyfriend”
  • andrew decides he wants to commit murder around neil “307%” of the time
    • “but you’re my boyfriend, you wont kill me” “dont test me, josten”
    • “can someone tell my boyfriend to come back”
    • “wheres my boyfriend” “im right here”
    • it only took an hour for andrew to answer to it

anonymous asked:

A fred story where y/n and fred are married (he doesnt die) and it takes place during autumn and its really fluffy and cozy?? Thank youu

I’m so sorry this is so short!! I really hope it’s according to your imagination nevertheless and have fun reading! x Thank you for the request! oh and by the way, you’re studying for something here, just insert any magical career you want loool! x

The sound of brownish leaves clashing against the windows of your apartment was what made you look up from your book once again. Every noise, every movement was distracting you right now – concentration was unreachable, but still, you felt dreadful whenever you thought about taking a break, so you forced yourself to stay focused. Your studies were keeping you troubled; or predominantly, your motivation range was hard to keep alive sometimes. The more you tried to focus, the more time passed. Correspondingly, you felt like you were wasting it completely, which lead you into utter frustration. As you were hunching over your desk once more, you heard the door creaking slightly. “(Y/N)?” a familiar voice asked. “Ah, there you are, lovely” Fred walked towards you, a bright smile on his face, and put his hands on your shoulders. He had just come home from his shop in Diagon Alley and was wearing his usual working-tux. “Hey, Fred” you mumbled and slightly leaned back to caress his hands. “What’s the moodiness about?” Fred brought his face next to your cheek. Your fingers ran over the wedding ring on his hand and you smiled lightly, looking into his eyes. “Studies, you know. I just can’t get the hang of all this stuff sometimes, I’m so easily distracted” you sighed, whereas Fred chuckled. “Turns out I’m a distraction too, right?” – “Fred” – You rolled your eyes at him and turned to your books again. “This is useless, what about we try to clear your mind for a bit?” he suggested, his hands now slightly massaging your shoulders. “I don’t know, Fred, I have to finish this today, I-“ you replied desperately, but Fred had brought his lips to your neck now and cheekily placed kisses all over it until he reached your cheeks and temples. “Come on, just take a break. It will help you to focus later on” he mumbled, still teasing you with little pecks here and there. “Fred” you chuckled when he hit a spot that tickled you. He kept going until you had to laugh out of tickle and were practically forced to give in. “Alright, alright, I’ll go with you, Fred” you chuckled, grabbing his hands and looking up at him. “Good, that’s what I wanted to hear. Give me 5 minutes and I’ll be ready” he answered before pressing his lips against yours softly.

“Better take a scarf, it’s windy outside. I don’t want you to turn sick” you said. Fred ogled you as you were putting the scarf that his mom had knitted him last year around his neck gently. “Ready?” he asked, putting his arm around your waist. You gave him a nod, although you didn’t even know where you were going. “I know this place we haven’t been to yet, I’m sure you’ll love it” – And a moment later, he had taken you with you by apparation. Cold wind was brushing your face when you landed on a little path leading into a forest. “I used to come here with George quite often when we were younger. The Burrow is about 10 minutes away from here” Fred mumbled, looking around as if checking if everything was still the same.”That’s adorable, Fred” you replied before grabbing his warm hand. He started walking, a slight grin on his face. It was truly a peaceful place; with the brown leaves on the ground, it made you feel all cozy inside. Your husband and you walked on for a while until he turned his face to you. “I’m so glad to have married you, (Y/N), you know that?” he said cheekily, pulling you a bit closer to him. You chuckled in flattery. His words made you think of your wedding day – you had decided to marry after the Battle of Hogwarts had been won, it was a time full of relief and you wanted to celebrate that. Both of you had known each other for quite a while and Fred had been especially eager to marry you. Last year, you had celebrated within your family and the Weasleys, with George being Fred’s best man and both of them having immense fun organizing the ceremony. It had been a day full of joy and whenever you thought about it, you felt something warm inside of you. “Now I do, Fred. I am so glad to have a husband like you” – Without hesitating, you stopped and put your arms around him tightly. He actually lifted you for a moment and swung you around gently now, making you laugh out loud. “Thank you for everything” you mumbled when he faced you with a smile. Fred pressed his lips onto yours several times before chuckling. “Your local consultant Fred Weasley will always be there for you” he mumbled.

-In the evening-

Fred had been right – the walk you took did clear your mind and you felt refreshed. It was unbelievable to you that you could finally concentrate on something for longer than 5 minutes and you actually got your things together, in the end. But nevertheless, it left you somehow exhausted. The bright light from the lamp on your desk shone on your books while you were resting your head on the wooden surface, dazed, close to falling asleep. Someone entered your room again, but your eyes remained closed. A moment later, someone had grabbed your waist and had pulled you up. Despite the doze you found yourself in currently, you slowly wrapped your legs around the person that had lifted you up and was carrying you gently across the room. Lips touched your cheek again and again before you were softly laid down on what you supposed was your bed. As Fred was covering you with the sheets, he placed a kiss on your forehead. Next thing you knew was his hand sliding over yours, gently fumbling on your wedding ring.

Steve just looks

Steve just looks.

He doesn’t say anything, doesnt do anything. He just wants to enjoy this moment, here right now. He wants to savor every last bit.

So he just looks.

There, sleeping next to him with messy hair and slightly open lips was Bucky. It was probably the most peaceful night he’d ever had since he came to live with Steve. No nightmares. It was also the first night they’d ever actually….um….

Steve felt himself slightly reddening as his gaze moved down to Bucky’s chest. Bite marks and hickeys littered his body; the only place not marked was his gleaming metal arm. Steve looks down at his own chest, and sure enough, those same marks were there, only there were more than what Bucky had. Memories of last night were still being replayed in his head and Steve could feel every touch. Every touch was gentle, and a bit unsure since they had never done that kind of thing before, but Steve had enjoyed every last second of it. He wouldn’t change anything, wouldn’t regret anything.

So he looks as Bucky’s chest moves up and down as he breathes. He watches his hair shift slightly as Bucky moves closer to Steve, pushing his face against Steve’s neck and lifting his arm to rest on his chest. He stares as Bucky presses his mouth softly against his skin, just the slightest bit of pressure. And he pulls away too soon, but Steve doesn’t complain since he gets to see Bucky drearily open his eyes and lift his lips in a sleepy smile. The early morning light lit every feature.

“I knew you were lookin’ at me, ya punk.” His voice is deep and raspy from just waking up. “You ain’t foolin no one.”

Steve’s heart flutters as he hears that old, familiar accent. He doesn’t say anything witty to retaliate, doesn’t even blush for getting caught. He just smiles.

Closing his eyes, Bucky sighs happily and fits his head back in the crook of Steve’s neck. He doesnt kiss it like he did before, but Steve could feel his lips brushing against one of the marks he gave him last night. He could feel him just barely moving his lips in small circles. Steve glances down at Bucky’s heavy hand still resting on his chest. Bucky’s finger was lazily drawing imaginary shapes into his skin. The touch was light. Every time he touched Steve, it felt right. It felt like he had found whatever he was missing all these years. Like he’d been blind his whole life and just now he was truly seeing. But most importantly, it felt like Bucky.

And who knew what the future held? Maybe this was just a one night stand, and they’d just forget all about it the next morning. Maybe they’d confess what they had felt back when they were two boys struggling to survive in this godforsaken world. Oh yeah, they’d definitely would have to deal with the future consequences of their actions. (Steve could almost hear the snide remarks from Stark.) But for now? For now, Steve just wanted to lay here all day with Bucky. In this exact same position. Knowing the other is there and feeling their presence. Steve knew this wouldn’t last forever. He knew they’d have to get up and deal with whatever today throws in their face. But hey, that didn’t mean Steve couldn’t love every single bit of this.


Steve just looks.

anonymous asked:

(a) My dickhead of a boyfriend decided to only tell me this now. So my boyfriend works at the hotel in Singapore where the boys stayed in. When the boys were leaving to the stadium they went in separate cars. OT3 and Larry. He told me that Louis was very loud and gay like (I think he meant flamboyant) and Harry was quiet. He told me about how polite both of them were thanking everyone. I just like to point out to people who think that Louis wants to hide.

(b) Louis had no problem with expressing himself and being his old loud and flamboyant self. And he said that Harry and Louis had no problem expressing who they are. He told me that Harry had his hands around Louis’ hips the entire time they were walking to their car. And he told me how gentle Harry is with Louis. Like trying to shush him cause he’s being too loud. SO FUCK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO THINKS THAT LARRY/LOUIS WANTS TO BE IN THE CLOSET

I know that Larries arent into receipts right now. But I thought I shared it with you cause its been pissing me off everytime someone says Louis wants to be in the closet like no fuck you he doesnt. he wants to be free with his boyfriend.

Whether this happened or not, I think it’s quite clear by now that Louis is quite flamboyant in his mannerisms when his guard is down or he’s not so overtly in the public eye, he can also be very loud, and he and Harry are sappy and adorable with each other, so the main points here are true regardless.

anonymous asked:

'I just do not understand what is so difficult to understand for PR here?' A) I believe he's the one preventing this from happening. Yet, nobody in his team of PR employees seems to have taken the time to explain him 'he' won't b the one running it. He has the means to pay some1 to do it. Heck, most ppl can't do it, just a trained person. B) His PR doesnt want to do it due to this sham. Maybe when it's over they'll b able to do this + many more things. Right now it must b risky.

All good points.

anonymous asked:

Nicky/Erik first date?? Yes please!

what??? nicky/erik first date?????? omg????????????

  • erik is nervous af around nicky after the kiss
  • it takes him a WEEK to go up to nicky and tell him “this time it’s a date.” 
  • when he does, nicky grins and ducks his head 
  • erik puts two fingers under nicky’s chin and his thumb on nicky’s lower lip and tilts his head up and kisses him on the forehead before walking away
  • (when he walks away he glances over his shoulder to see nicky watching and blushing)
  • nicky comes back to himself and follows after erik 
  • “wait! what time will we go?” 
  • “tomorrow at noon”
  • “all right…. all right.” 
  • nicky is smiling at erik again and erik is just…. staring at him
  • he loves his smile a lot
  • it takes a moment for him to look away and go back upstairs to his room (it’s past time he should be sleeping)  
  • the next day at noon, he knocks on the door to what he now views as nicky’s bedroom and leans against the wall next to it
  • he can’t wait to see what nicky dubbed as date wear, especially when he remembers how nicky told him he would have dressed up if he’d known it was a date on his first full day in germany
  • nicky throws the door open dramatically

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I'd watch the shit out of that...

I have this scene in my head for the next Avengers movie, where Tony Stark meets Darcy Lewis for the first time. I want him to meet her when he hires Jane. He calls her Boobs and dismisses her existence when she doesnt even hear him, too busy groping Thors abs, and Thor is torn between stepping between them or not getting tased (Darcy can handle herself) as Jane signs the contract to work for Stark, not even really here right now. Steve and Bucky walk in to talk to Stark about the arm. Then Tony has a thought, so he takes the opportunity and gleefully runs with it, introducing them as Buttercup and the Dread Pirate Roberts. Before Jane can choke that one down (of course she surfaces long enough to hear that), Darcy is there with a quick “I always wanted to work with the famous Tony Snark. Say, Geppetto, what’s a lady got to do to get a decent cup of coffee around here?”
I imagine the shock on Tony’s face quickly giving way to awe followed immediately by the realization that she existed and was talking to him. Steve blinks, Bucky smiles, and Thor laughs. Steve is polite, intoduces himself, and asks for her name. Bucky isn’t, introduces himself, and asks for her hand.

Just saying || part three

“Cause I’m better than him, just saying” 


part one | part two

-inspired by the song Just Saying 

It was for the best for Luke not see y/n as much anymore. As much as it was killing him, the boys were right about getting over y/n. But he couldnt seem to get her out of his head, even when he was with his girlfriend, he couldnt help to wish it was y/n instead. 

Luke admitted to find his girlfriend to be beautiful and fun to be around with, but she just wasnt for him. Luke didnt really feel anything towards Arzaylea but then again they’ve only been together for a couple months.  She would often drag Luke to take her places she’s never been to and hang out with Luke’s friends. 

She was basically living with Luke, almost all her stuff was over at his place and she was around most of the time. He didnt mind having her around but it was just unexpected for her to ‘move in’ so quickly. Arzaylea wanted Luke for herself, cuddled up next to Luke in bed wearing his shirt talking to him about how it would be great if he took her to some place. Luke wasnt paying attention though, he just said yes to get the conversation over with.

“Thanks Lukey.” she perked up smiling at him, giving him a kiss. Luke kind of gave her a small smile knowing that he hated the way she said his name like that. Something to do with her voice made it awful. 

In middle of watching whatever was on TV, a buzzing noise was coming from Luke’s side of the bed. Looking over at his phone, a picture of him and y/n popped up with her caller id.  His heart raced wondering why she called after weeks of not talking.   He mentally prepared himself answering the call. 

“Lukey!” y/n shouted over the phone, Arzaylea turned towards Luke giving him a questionable look. “Hey y/n.” he smiled sitting up from the bed. She continued to look at Luke seeing that she was mad, “Who is that.” she angered crossing her arms. “Y/n, my friend.” he told her. 

“Well why is she calling you by that name.” she argued back. Luke just gave that look of confusion, not sure why she’s acting like this all of a sudden. “Hey just calm down okay? She’s a friend.” Luke got out bed to talk to y/n privately in the kitchen area. “Whats up?” 

“Well we havent talked in forever! I just wanted to see if everything’s okay. I heard you have a girlfriend now, was that her that I heard in the background?” 

He sighed realizing that y/n probably heard that, “Yeah sorry. And im fine. And you?” 

“I’m okay.” she sighed, by her tone Luke could tell something was wrong. Probably with her boyfriend. “Is it Noah.” 

“Yeah but its nothing. Promise. I just wanted to see how you were doing Luke.” knowing it was lie Luke suggested for him to come over for another movie night to cheer up. Y/n thought it would be a bad idea for him to leave his girlfriend just for her but he didnt care. He rather be with her than Arzaylea right now. 

Luke dressed in his grey sweatpants with an old band shirt and Vans ready to leave. Arzaylea stood in front of Luke pissed at him. “Where are you going.” 

“I’m going to y/n’s, I’ll be back in a couple hours.” he said getting his car keys. She scoffed not believing her boyfriend. “So your going to leave me here for her.” 

Luke’s blood started to rise hearing her make stupid assumptions, “I’m going over there to cheer her up, she has a boyfriend and I’m with you. Nothing is going to happen okay?” 

She just walked back into the bedroom with her arms crossed, “I dont see why her boyfriend doesnt do that.” she mumbled before slamming the door. Luke rolled his eyes leaving his apartment. He didnt care to argue with her right now, he just wanted to be with y/n. 

Request for part four 

anonymous asked:

I have a headcannon that Wade will purposely distract Ben to steal passionate kisses from Peter cause he knows Peter doesnt wana do that im front of Ben OR Wade just does it anyways xD i feel like Wade would dod both xD and I LOVE YOUR SPIDEYPOOL FAMILY!!! 😭😭😭 Its adorable and i love it!! Your artwork is breathtaking!!

ohhh myy goooooodnesssssss, i said i don’t post prompt ideas cause i wanna keep them for myself, but AAAAAAAAAAAAH THIS IS THE CUTEST HEADCANON EVEEEERRRRR JKSDEFLWKSJ i want people to see this *U* damn i wish i could draw it right now, but i’m at work and drawing gay couple isn’t really what i’m supposed to do here xD thank goodness i am alone here on evenings so i have to wait when everyone’s gone and THEN draw it >:D THAAAANK YOUUU

Ash vs. Emotions

Ive heard arguments for both for and against this and I felt the need to get this out now because Ash is a extremely important character to me and so when I feel his character is done dirty I need to talk about this.

One of my major problems with the Kalos League (besides the obvious) is how Ash, on a emotional level is given no attention whatsoever, even up till the climax theres no care in how he’s reacting to anything at all for me. I mentioned it before but yes it does bother me that Ash pretty much had no significant reaction to losing 

Ive heard folks bring up the Greninja Arc as an argument, saying how because Ash had developed and learned to not let losses effect him/not obsessed with power/winning he shouldnt have any negative reactions whatsoever to him losing. On the one hand, yeah I understand that fine and that is consistent characterization, but on the other hand emotions dont work like a light switch, you can’t just turn them on or off whenever it’s convient, and maturity doesnt mean you arent still prone to negative thoughts, emotions feelings, etc. Because that’s just simply being a human being, and ill get back to that in a sec.

Right from the beginning it was clear that the Kalos League put all the emotional focus on Alan because he’s basically the main character of XY now and so building up his character for the TF arc stuff made more sense to the writers, it’s his baggage with Sycamore, his strained relationship with Manon, his dynamic with Lysandre that’s put on the forefront, and in the case of Manon is what ultimately led him to victory. 

Ash though? He’s pretty generic and you dont feel like you’re really watching the League from his perspective most of the time, it’s weird to explain but it’s like your an outsider looking at Ash rather then seeing it through his eyes (this is weird to explain but watch the Sinnoh League and how everything led up to his confrontation with Paul and i think it would make more sense). The most we get is his relationship with Sawyer, because that actually has some emotional roots because it tied back to how he acted during the Greninja arc, and the consequences from there get resovled when they have their battle, Ash was determined to show Sawyer “the real him” that he deserved and I thought that was pretty cool, but like I said, that’s pretty much it. There’s also the fact that his battles at the League were mostly skipped because they dont matter (but lets make sure Alan’s first battle is shown) and there was no continuity references (an overall problem with XY) because honoring Ash’s history doesnt matter.

Even in the filler League episode that was about character depth and development, guess who the lion’s share of that went to? Alan and most TSME related characters (Lysandre, Manon, Sycamore, Malva). And what did Ash get?We got an explanation (but not really) for Ash-Greninja, and him making his usual “lets do this team!” speech, before having a talk with Lysandre (which at that point is basically more TF hype). The fact that he shows no amazement or even really mentions he’s going to the finals IS a big problem that I have honestly, because it makes light of Ash’s accomplishments and makes it unintentionally seem like he doesnt care that much and that brings me to the finals..

I don’t even feel like I have to to mention just how “nothing” Ash and Alan’s relationship is honestly, it certainly didnt have the emotional gravity to really feel like a bonafide final challenge for Ash besides the fact that Alan just being really strong and physical challenge for him to overcome. Alan is nothing more then a strong opponent to Ash, they havent interacted off the battlefield. Again though, emotionally Ash means a lot more to Alan then the other way around, from his narrations he sees Ash as some weird outlet to vent his frustrations by finding fun in battling him because everything else about his life sucks right now, and for Alan that makes sense but again, it’s not a interesting two-way dynamic.

And then finally there’s the loss, the loss that didnt really effect Ash in anyway. Like I said earlier just because he’s had his growth doesnt it mean it wouldve been completley ooc for him to be looking the least bit melancholic, not front of Alan of course but maybe in the locker room by himself, maybe wistfully starring at Greninja’s pokeball with Pikachu comforting him before getting back to his usual spirits. This is not a huge thing im asking for, I just want some validation that these constant League losses actually matter anymore, that Ash truly wants to do better and achieve his dreams because right now I dont get that feelings whatsoever, and that’s so weird to me considering how well he done, he was the runner up but I feel like the narrative doesnt want us to even care. I guess you could make the argument that there’s simply no time for emotional focus because, once again, Team Flare’s arc takes precedent (seeing the problem here)

Im not saying other characters arent allowed to take the forefront of the show over Ash from time to time but I still want the writers to care about having Ash’s role/goal not being totally disregarded for that focus.

All I can hope for now is for XY to do the BW thing and try and salvage Ash’s emotional investment in his dreams after straight up acting like they didnt matter and shove it all into its last episode(s).

Im glad Ash can walk away feeling satisfied by the battle Alan gave him and not harbor any negative feelings towards the guy, im not just not happy he gives no apparent fucks at how he failed again, how ‘broke’ the promise he gave to his mom, how he failed his Best Wishes self who made a solemn vow to achieve greatness and victory after a Saga of setbacks, none of that matters because Ash’s character right now doesnt matter, and to me that’s a huge injustice to him.

Rereading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire: Chapter Twenty-Seven - Padfoot Returns

One of the best things about the aftermath of the second task was that everybody was very keen to hear details of what had happened down in the lake, which meant that Ron was getting to share Harry’s limelight for once.

FINALLY. happy 4 u bb

- loling at ron changing the story tho; we shouldnt have expected anything else

People had been teasing her so much about being the thing that Viktor Krum would most miss that she was in a rather tetchy mood.


- HAHAHA omg rita skeeter just wrote an article basically saying hermione has an itch that harry can’t scratch alone - she needs viktor too and im just dyyyyying. im here for it only because its hilarious.

“I told you!” Ron hissed at Hermione as she stared down at the article. “I told you not to annoy Rita Skeeter! She’s made you out to be some sort of - of scarlet woman!”
Hermione stopped looking astonished and snorted with laughter. “Scarlet woman?” she repeated, shaking with suppressed giggles as she looked around at Ron.
“It’s what my mum calls them,” Ron muttered, his ears going red.

hahahahahah oh my fucking god this chapter is starting off RIGHT guys ive been deceased for the past 4 pages I cant.

- omg guys rons got the hots for hermione SO BAD and he doesnt even know it yet. hermione’s like ‘wtf how did rita know that viktor wants me to visit him and that he totally luvs me?’ and rons just like ‘BUT WHAT’D U SAY BACK THO?’ over and over again and i cant.

- ah yes, here comes that great part of the chapter when SNAPE IS THE BIGGEST DOUCHE EVER. hes now reading the article in front of the whole class like paaaainfully slow. whatta dick. but we already knew that. 

“All this press attention seems to have inflated your already over-large head, Potter,” said Snape quietly, once the rest of the class had settled down again.
Harry didn’t answer. He knew Snape was trying to provoke him; he had done this before. No doubt he was hoping for an excuse to take a round fifty points from Gryffindor before the end of class.

bro. you are a GROWN ASS ADULT. why are you trying to start fights with a 14 year old kid? like??????

- lol snape is threatening harry with veritaserum and the only thing harrys worried about is accidently telling snape he likes cho. 

- karkaroff has NO chill. he just busted into potions class and showed snape his dark mark like UM HELLO YOU CANT DO THAT DUDE there are children in the room

- how funny would it be if this dog the trio is chasing through hogsmeade wasn’t actually sirius lol

- WHATS UP BUCKBEAK missed u homie

Sirius shook his head and said, “She’s go the measure of Crouch better than you have, Ron. If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”

i seriously love this quote but its kinda fucked considering how sirius treats kreacher. BUT IM JUST SAYIN.

- sirius is laying it out for the trio about what it was like to live during voldemorts first reign and shits getting REAL yall

- also sirius fills us in on how FUCKING LOONEY crouch was during that time - just throwing people in jail and shit without a trail. 

- whoa guys im having a senior moment here and cannot for the life of me remember how barty crouch jr got out of azkaban…sirius says he died in there but I CANT REMEMBER ANYTHING omg this is actually kinda exciting lol its like reading this book again for the first time

- soo snuffles if officially a thing now

“Percy would never throw any of his family to the dementors,” said Hermione severely. 
“I don’t know,” said Ron. “If he thought we were standing in the way of his career…Percy’s really ambitious, you know…”


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