i breathed your name into the air; i etched your name into me. i felt my anger swelling; i swam into its sea. i held your name inside my heart, but it got buried in my fear. it tore the wiring of my brain; i did my best to keep it clear…
I think you saw me confronting my fear, It went up with the bottle and went down with the beer And I think you ought to stay away from here There are ghosts in the walls And they crawl in your head through your ear.
Draco found the tube under his bed. He knew it was the lipstick Pansy had lost and had been bitching about for days to anyone within earshot. He also knew that she had owl ordered a new one although, that wasn’t why he didn’t give it back.
He waited until everyone was in the great hall for dinner, spell locking the bathroom door behind him before he even dared to take the lipstick from his pocket. He opened it carefully, setting the outer tube on the ceramic counter with a soft click that seemed to fill the empty room. He twisted the tube and the deep red lipstick rose, feeling accusing just by being exposed to the air, in his hands, alone in this room.
A single faint tremor went through his hand. If his friends, if his family ever found out- He couldn’t bear the thought. But it was just curiosity, nothing more. Once he had done it, he would just leave the lipstick in the common room somewhere and be done with it. It was just once.
Draco bit his bottom lip thoughtfully and then lean forward. He hastily dried his lip with his thumb and then carefully traced his bottom lip, leaving pale red in its wake. He blinked, his heart rate picking up as he carefully went over his lip until the color was as deep and rich as the lipstick itself. He was a little too hasty on his upper lip and had to use some tissue to clean up the line until it was perfect.
He pressed his lips together and let them go. It was like looking at someone else. He had never paid much attention to his lips before except in passing. They had a nice shape and the lipstick made them seem fuller and bigger. Draco leaned back from the mirror, shivering when he took in all of himself. The red was so stark against his pale skin, stark and bold. His cheeks were flushing with excitement and nerves.
Okay but why couldn’t they still have played Quidditch during Goblet of Fire?
I understand that the champions probably wouldn’t want to deal with that while also competing in the tournament but it’s not really fair to everyone else to just cancel Quidditch for the full year.
What about the 7th years who wanted one last shot at winning the Quidditch Cup?
What about the 2nd years who were excited because they could FINALLY try out for the team?
But more so the 7th years, I mean no one even told them “btw we probs aren’t gonna have Quidditch next year so make this year count” like that’s actually really shitty.
And I understand that they needed the Quidditch field for the third task but there’s only like 5 games a year, you could’ve done them a little earlier and still had time to use this thing you teach called magic to grow the damn maze!
OR EVEN BETTER, instead of having the House Quidditch tournament, have the schools play against each other. I mean 3of the 4 champions are kick ass Seekers so why not?
OR BETTER YET have each of the champions form a team using anyone they want
Harry just asks the Gryffindor team to play with him and they use Ron to replace Oliver like in OOTP and at first he’s really nervous but then he gets his nerves on track because there’s NO WAY he’s losing to Krum after he took Hermione to the Yule Ball.
Cedric decides to try to get the best he can from all of the Houses, though the majority of his team is still Hufflepuff because he knows how they play and likes how they work together. He does find a Beauxbatons boy that makes a great Chaser though.
Karkaroff insists that Viktor only use the boys from Durmstrang (because he’s probably a misogynistic little shit) and he doesn’t really care because he’s the best Seeker in the world. Even if he just lost the Quidditch World Cup to Ireland, it’s IMPOSSIBLE that he wouldn’t be able to catch the Snitch before the other team got too far ahead.
And then there’s Fleur, who has never played Quidditch before but suddenly there’s a 13 year old red-haired Hogwarts girl asking her if she can be on her team because “I’ve been practicing with my brothers’ brooms for years and I’m actually quite good but I won’t be able to make the Gryffindor team for a few years” and Fleur agrees as long as Ginny helps her find some other teammates and gives Fleur flying lessons. Ginny accepts the offer and, in Holyhead Harpies fashion, sets out to put together an all female team because females are very unrepresented on the other teams. Ginny and Fleur ask two Bulgarian girls to be a Beater and Chaser. One of Fleur’s Beauxbatons friends is the other Beater, and Ginny asks a fifth year from the Hufflepuff team (who Cedric didn’t choose) to be the third Chaser, as well as Cho to be their Seeker. She insists that Fleur be the Keeper so that she doesn’t have to worry as much about not being steady on a broom.
Instead of all of the teams playing each other, they do it tournament style. Harry and Cedric’s teams go first. Ron is a nervous new Keeper and let’s quite a few balls in before he makes his first save and suddenly he’s on a roll. Cedric’s team has gained a substantial lead by now, but Harry spots the Snitch and just barely grabs it before Cedric (Fred and George are pleased since they’re still not over the Hufflepuff victory the year before when Harry was attacked by the dementors).
Fleur and Viktor’s teams play next. The girls have 3 superb Chasers that are scoring constantly. Every time Viktor’s Chasers make it to Fleur’s end of the pitch, they get distracted by her flowing silver hair and tend to miss without her having to do too much (which is good cause even though she’s better she’s still not QUITE comfortable on a broom). Viktor frantically searches for the Snitch because if he can get it soon they’ll still be able to pull ahead but then the Beauxbatons Beater hits a Bludger right at him and in the moment it took him to dodge it, Cho had spotted the Snitch and already had her hand stretched out to grab it. Before he could even reach her elbow she had the tiny ball held tight in her fist.
The losers of the first round face off for 3rd and 4th place. Viktor, with a sore ego about getting beaten to the Snitch in the last game, catches it within 20 minutes. Cedric laughs the whole thing off and gives Viktor his congratulations, but he now has a harder drive to win the Triwizard Tournament.
Everyone is anxious for the Potter/Delacour game. Fleur knows that Angelina, Katie, and Alicia won’t be effected by her the way the Durmstrang boys were, so she trains even harder to keep up with the rest of her team. The game is underway and it’s neck and neck. Both teams have three excellent Chasers, causing the Quaffle to change sides constantly. Ron and Fleur are both highly nervous, but still manage to block most goals. Fred and George know that Ginny is the other team’s best Chaser, but can’t find it in themselves to try and knock their 13 year old sister off her broom. The Durmstrang Beater doesn’t have any such obligations, and aims a Bludger at Alicia as she’s speeding down the pitch towards Fleur. It hits her in the ribs and she is escorted down to Madame Pomfrey. Now that Fleur’s team has the upper hand, they start pulling ahead. Harry and Cho are playing rough searching for the Snitch, trying to psyche the other out by flying in their path. Harry notices Cho following him and decides to dive as though he’s seen the Snitch somewhere near the bottom of the field. He’s surprised when he doesn’t see her dive after him and looks up just in time to see her catch the Snitch 50 yards away. Everyone heads back towards the ground, the girls have a group hug because never in a million years did they think they were ACTUALLY going to win! Harry breaks through to shake Fleur’s hand and tells her “good game”. Fred and George are staring in astonishment at their little sister because “What the hell, Gin? Where did you learn to fly like that?” while Angelina is nearby cursing the fact that they can’t have 4 Chasers on the Gryffindor team.
In the end, Dumbledore allows the teams to throw a party in the Great Hall. Some Hufflepuffs make flower crowns for Fleur’s team to wear as the winners. A hush falls over the Hall when the doors open and McGonagall comes in. They expect her to yell at them for being too loud, but instead she walks over to Fleur and hands her the Quidditch Cup because she “won it fair and square” but explicitly states that if she does not return it to her by the end of the year “I will go to France and take it from you myself”. The Hall bursts into laughter and applause.
I know this is unexpected from me because I was vehemently against any pregnancies/baby faes for any of the ships in ACOWAR but I am okay with them having kids waaaaay way down the line. Anyway, I don’t remember how this happened but Sarah @nessiansmut and I came up with a few headcanons of Azriel and Elain babysitting Nessian’s kids so here we go:
The inner circle would do the ‘not it’ thing whenever nessian need a babysitter. no one would be able to keep those kids in line
Elain would volunteer as a last resort 'how bad can it be?’
Azriel agrees to help because Elain convinces him he could probably help keep the kids entertained with his shadows
one hour in they’re missing one child, one’s running around naked and another’s pulling at Azriel’s wings trying to get him to spread them wide so they can see them
just imagine loud curly headed children running around everywhere
even azriel’s shadows wouldn’t be a match for them. Elain would be frantically screaming at him to find the missing kid and he’d just be like 'I’VE GOT NOTHING! IT’S LIKED THEY DROPPED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH!’
I thought fae children were supposed to be rare where do they keep coming from????
From your damn sister who apparently spends all her time “training” doing something else entirely Someone needs to stop them before they make a small army
The naked kid is pulling out all these random weapons and Elain is just horrified. “Do they not baby proof?!?” (Cass would be offended to hear that: 'that is baby proof! the blade’s shorter than 20cm!’ )
Azriel would be begging and pleading for Rhys to use his daemati power to convince the kids to calm down “But you’re High Lord surely you can get them to stop moving.”
one of the kids would be grinning really wide but his teeth have a blue glow and Az sees and he’s like 'Spit out the Syphon! Geez, how and when did you even get that?’ (SOMEONE PLEASE DRAW THIS)
a completely dishevelled Elain would be furiously whispering to Az “Just knock them out! Not too hard. Nobody has to know. It’s the only way to get them to sleep and we can get a break. Please”
Azriel trying to change diapers having to use his shadows to stop the kid from squirming around
'AZ I CAN’T FLY YOU NEED TO GET HER DOWN FROM THE ROOF ASAP'
one of the babies is that type of kid who just doesn’t stop asking questions. “Are your wings bigger than daddy’s? Do you sleep upside down like a bat? Why are yours blue?”
the only reason nessian needed a babysitter was to go to the cabin in the illyrian mountains and have sex for a few hours.
Nesta: I have a meeting with the humans. Emissary business he’s coming for protection. Elain: *mutters under breath* the only protection he needs to provide is of the contraceptive kind Azriel: emissary business my ass.
imagine Az with a baby hanging onto his back for dear life and nibbling at his wing while he’s trying to find his pacifier
“Elain it bit me”
“Azriel they have names…"
"PLEASE STOP CHEWING AT MY WINGS DEAR GOD ELAIN THEIR BABIES ARE CANNIBALS”
“I fought Hybern. Twice. I survived my brothers. This this is too much.“
They find a 4th kid just sitting in the kitchen completely still.
they’d look outside into the living room muttering "1…2…3…” they turn and look into the kitchen “4?…”
“I thought they only had 3.” “So did I.”
after they realise that two of them are twins Elain would be running around yelling 'WHO ARE YOU?! WHERE’S THE SECOND YOU?!’
Nesta then lets them know that they won’t make it home in time and they need them to babysit the kids overnight
“What do you mean you’re running late and watch them for 3 hours is now over night? What do we feed them? Do they sleep?”
eventually Nesta and Cass would come back and Az would be passed out on the couch with a baby cradled in the crook of his wing on the floor, the baby’s nappy not even secured properly. Elain would be sleeping upstairs with her head on the toilet seat with two more kids sleeping in a nest of blankets in the bathtub and the fourth kid would be in the kitchen stuffing his face with marshmallows and grinning at them when they come home
They wouldn’t even blink, though. Cass would just pick the kid up when he makes grabby hands at him and goes 'DADA!’ and he’d be like 'Heeeey buddy… did you give auntie Elain and uncle Az a hard time?’ and the kid would nod and he’d be like 'good job!’ and fist bump his little fist. Nesta would go upstairs to wake Elain up and thank her
Elain would wake up and the first thing she says is
“I swear to god, Nesta if you have any more kids not even your death powers will save you from my rage”
or “I’d rather be thrown in the cauldron again than babysit these monsters again.”
Nesta and Cassian have 4 kids: the oldest is a girl, the twins and the youngest are boys
They name the girl after Cassian’s mother
the twin who always disappears has Nesta’s personality and he always just hides somewhere and reads
Steven Universe is not a normal 14-year old, and the fact that he’s a half-alien hybrid of ambiguous bodily composition is only half the reason. Steven is smol. Real smol. So smol that when I found out he was 12 at the start of the series my jaw hit the fucking ground because I wasn’t aware he’d hit 10 yet.
It’s not just his body that looks young. Steven’s mind, his emotions and his personality are basically somewhere between the ages of 7 and 9, bottoming out a good half of his actual age. This isn’t normal, and I think the gems are to blame
Canonically, Stevem grew at a normal rate until around the age of 8, at which point his physical and mental development more or less locked down. Since Steven’s body is directly tied to his emotional perception of age, we can’t exactly blame poor nutrition or an overdue growth spurt. No, Steven’s state is a direct result of the status of his uprbinging. and what a coincidence that Steven stopped aging right around the time he moved in with the crystal gems
As the crew constantly reminds us, the gem race as a whole do not age. They are born fully formed from the ground and are supposed to remain at the same mental and emotional age for their entire existence. The only other gem who appeared to have any sort of childhood was Amethyst, and how much of that was Steven’s imagination is a lot more ambiguous than the fandom has accepted (Remember the time he pictured an old englishman as Jamie the mailman?)
Put simply, the crystal gems don’t expect him to grow up or continually raise their expectations of his emotional maturity. They shelter him from danger, their history and his mother’s war crimes. They may allow him on missions, but they still treat him like a child, and that’s not even the start
Unlike every other little boy in america who wasn’t raised by christian fundamentalists, Steven doesn’t go to school, and given that he only first learned what school was in season 1, I think it’s safe to say he hasn’t attended.
In the absence of an evolving frame of reference, Steven fails to evolve with it. As a result, while all the other kids are in school socializing, playing and growing with their peers, Steven interacts with people much older than him who can only treat him as a child.
Without peers his own emotional age Steven isn’t going to grow emotionally or physically. He’s a little boy and it’s all because the gems coddle him!
Then, an unfamiliar face. Someone new. Someone previously unseen—the man behind the camera. The man behind the keys.
He’s shy, the text reads, followed by a chain of emojis: a few blushing emojis, a grinning emoji, and most puzzling, a monkey covering its eyes and grinning. What the See No Evil monkey had to do with the situation, Steve couldn’t decipher, but of his immediate concerns, that was somewhere near the bottom, given Bucky.
“Say hi to the internet!” Kamala’s voice says, from behind the camera. Bucky glances up briefly, flicking his eyes up towards the camera and smiles, coy, into his long, fluffy-looking hair.
“Hi, internet,” he replies, not taking his eyes off his notebook, but smiling, nonetheless. It’s a notably perfect smile, even ducked into his hair. Steve takes particular interest in that.