So, you know the guy who proclaimed “There’s been a mistake. Moonlight – you guys won Best Picture” and held up the card for everyone to see? The guy who thought he had just won an Oscar only to realize he hadn’t and was probably humiliated, but was only concerned with making sure sure everyone knew Moonlight was the winner? The guy who SHUT DOWN Kimmel’s “I would like to see you get an Oscar anyway – why can’t we just give out a whole bunch of ‘em?” with a very deliberate “I’m gonna be really proud to hand this to my friends from Moonlight?” The guy who, when the cast, producers, and director of Moonlight came on stage, immediately went over to hand them their Oscar and to hug every one of them?
His name is Jordan Horowitz and HE IS JEWISH and I am proud.
Hello, everyone! This is my masterlist (as made obvious by the title) lol. I will update these at the end of every day that I upload new content. I’m going to update this tomorrow with things that I will write this coming week, just to motivate myself. Once I get back into the groove of things, the updates should happen a few times a week. This cute lil ⚡ bolt symbolizes smut/mentions of it, so beware. Every day, the new additions will be bolded. So please check them out. Thank you for all the positive feedback guys! Much love xoxox.
I want to escape the morning after
Sinking beneath a ground
Made of concrete and clay and your bones
Crushed between the weight of
Your God and misfortune.
I spend the next few days
Like a bandit with his prize,
Counting down in Mississippi’s
All of the ways I will lie
to your lips or collarbones.
I am no longer your fever dream,
vomited up in a Sunday sweat nor
The arthritis of heavy knees
Buckling under seven years
Of pressure and fear.
Arriving to you as mornings calm,
Welcoming a wild uncertainty
That taste like motor oil and spring water.
Digging through a past life,
An unearthed artifact and the
Virtue of your fingernails
Clinging to bare skin.
Tripping over the thawed
carcass that is my shadow,
Dancing in and out of time
with the Ghost I’ve become.
Abandoned somewhere high
Above your bedroom ceiling,
Becoming still in the silence
of pleasure, impaling myself
On the arch of your back.
It’s easter at Hogwarts. Fred and George are both alive and kicking. They have decided that since Umbridge left, this might be a good moment to re-do their last year and cheer all the traumatized war-veterans up with some top quality pranks.
And maybe play matchmaker for a couple or two.
“Alright listen up ladies, gents and all who feel more comfy somewhere in between!” Fred’s eyes shot towards Alicia, who these days went by Al and they/them. “Today is the day!”
“The day you have all been waiting for!” Shouted George.
“The day of all days!” Added Lee Jordan.
“Yes, yes, yes. We heard it, now get to the point guys, I have to study.” Complained Ron, who got a loving look from Hermione in return.
“We will, brother dear. We will. Though I will add feeling up your girlfriend is not a part of the exam this year.” Answered Fred.
“Pity.” Said McLaggen. A comment that earned him a well aimed stinging hex from both Ron and Hermione.
“Today we will see who is the best student, the best seeker, the best lion badger eagle or snake this school has to offer!” A loud cheer went up among the attendants of each house. Every seventh and eighth year student was present on the grass in front of the entry hall, even the Slytherins. “Today we will see who has the power to overcome their past and their prejudice and look forward into a bright future!” Continued Fred.
“Lee, George and I have hidden seven easter eggs on the Hogwarts grounds. It is your job to find them.” Some Hufflepuffs immediately started to look around. The others knew better. There was more to it.
“But!” Shouted Lee over the sudden chatter. “Whoever finds an egg has to carry out the instruction inside.”
“And has to do so with their assigned partner!” No one really liked the cheeky grin that had appeared on the faces of the trio.
“When the instructions are followed to the letter, you will not just win eternal glory, but also a romantic date for two with your person of choice, provided by us!” Ron grabbed Hermione’s hand and grinned, but Harry’s mood sunk. A date… With who was he supposed to go on a date?
“And the pairings are…” Ron was paired with Hermione, Ginny with Luna and Seamus with Dean, but that was where the predictable picks ended. Neville was paired with Blaise and Lavender with Millicent. It wasn’t just Harry who got fidgety after the number of unassigned people shrunk.
“And last but not least, The Boy Who Lived and the boy who will probably be the death of him, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy!” Harry’s heart sank.