stormy days & nights

I know you’re in pain. It hurts in ways you can’t even begin to describe and even if you could, no one seems to want to listen. Sure, people care and try to help… for a time… but when you don’t seem to be getting any better, after a while, they get tired of listening… Eventually it becomes easier to keep it all inside.
I know you feel like it will never get better and you’ll never be okay again. It’s been like this for so long now that you think if things were ever going to change they would have by now so this is how it’s always going to be… but it’s not. I promise it’s not. You learn cope, it just takes time and I know it feels like you’ve given it enough time already but not everyone heals at the same pace.
Tell yourself it’s okay to feel the way that you do. Nobody else on this earth has lived through your life to be in any kind of position to understand your battles. Nobody else but you has walked in your shoes to be any kind of comparison on how you should be feeling right now or whether or not you should be ‘better’. I won’t lie to you – what you’re going through will always leave its mark upon you as any trauma does – and that’s normal too. Nobody looks back on a traumatic life experience and giggles about it… But it’s this all-consuming depressive state… these overwhelming feelings you can’t control… the way those feelings isolate you and make you feel vulnerable and alone – THAT is what won’t last forever.
It DOES get better… you DO find acceptance. Not all at once – its gradual… like a stormy day or a long dark night… you don’t just blink and suddenly it’s a blue sky. Storm clouds part slowly, allowing brief flashes of sunlight at first… then eventually disappear… Dark nights end slowly as a new day begins to dawn… Acceptance is the same… and I know you have the courage to wait for it…
Slytherin Secrets no outsider will ever know.

1. The nights get ridiculously cold in the dungeons during the winter, you see. Sometimes not even the warming charms seem to cut it, so if everyone brings their blankets down to the common room and they sleep next to each other for body heat, no one needs to know that.

2. Horror stories told by the bloody baron under candlelight are a tradition during stormy nights. He even promises that one day, he might tell them just how he got bloody.

3. Slytherins don’t play ‘muggle’ games, absolutely not, specially not on Saturdays with a bottle of fire whiskey. So if you ever see empty bottles that you think might have been used to truth or dare or spin the bottle, or if you ever see a monopoly or dungeons and dragons box, you are imagining things, obviously.

4. Sometimes, if you ask nicely enough, the mermaids will agree to make small ‘theatrical plays’ for you and your friends. So be kind to them and enjoy funny and dramatic ‘pirate’ stories.

5. One particular night that they’ll never, ever talk about again, is when they were drinking fire whiskey and drank past “having a good time” straight into “getting emotional” and then proceeded to talk about how sad it made them that all houses seemed to think they’re evil.

6. “Guys… am I the only one who doesn’t like Professor Snape?” “oh thank fuck it’s not just me.”

7. “The half-blood fifth year brought muggle sweets.” “Muggle sweets?” “Try them. These Reese’s are the best thing I’ve ever had.”

8. “Let’s make a bet on what stunt Potter will pull at the end of the year.”

9. Someone once suggested that every Slytherin should take a shot whenever Draco complained about Harry. No amount of hangover potion could make 17+ Slytherins get out of bed the next morning.

10. A few boys and girls found out about an LGBT+ meeting club the Hufflepuffs were holding. So ever since then, Hufflepuff and Slytherin LGBT+ members meet up every Thursday at 6 o'clock.

11. The Slytherin common room always smells incredible. The Hufflepuffs give them ‘scented candles’, you see.

12. Planning trips together all over Europe. Fulfilling those plans during the winter and summer holidays.

13. Slytherins don’t prank you with moldy cheese or explosive artifacts. Oh no. You make a fellow Slytherin mad and you won’t find your robes or your skirts next morning. Someone will pull on your feet while you sleep.

(Some are modern, some aren’t) Feel free to continue!
What would your OC prefer?

To start off this blog, here’s an OC question post for character development! Have fun!

  1. Pancakes or waffles?
  2. Cereal with milk or cereal without milk?
  3. Comedy or tragedy?
  4. Sleep in goofy pajamas or nude?
  5. Camping or hotel?
  6. Sweet or sour candy?
  7. Walking or biking?
  8. Fire abilities or ice abilities?
  9. Wooden pencil or mechanical pencil?
  10. Hats or no hats?
  11. Modest clothing or flashy clothing?
  12. Finger-snapping or whistling?
  13. Long hikes or long car rides?
  14. Long car rides or travel by plane?
  15. Stormy night or sunny day?
  16. Summer or winter?
  17. Game night with their family or movie night with their friends?
  18. Chewy candy or hard candy?
  19. Band or football?
  20. Lucid dreaming or never having to sleep?
of monsters & men || starters

❛  just grab a hold of my hand .   
❛  somewhere deep in the dark a howling beast hears us talk .
❛  i dare you to close your eyes .
❛  you love love love when you know i can’t love you   
❛  after every sunny day , comes a stormy night  
❛  you’re my king & i’m your lionheart  
❛  breathe in , breathe out . let the human in .   
❛  my head is an animal .   
❛  all the trouble i have caused with my two hands .
& we’re far , far home but we’re so happy .   
❛  we used to play outside when you were young and full of life and full of love .   
 i watched you disappear .   
  it’s best we both forget before we dwell on it .  
❛  as i looked around i began to notice we are nothing like the rest .   
  there’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back .   
❛  are you really going to love me when i’m gone ?   
 i’m shaking like a leaf .   
❛  can you chase this fire away ?  
❛  but i tried , oh , i tried .   
❛  just let me go & we’ll meet again soon .   
❛  we won’t run .   
❛  it’s killing me to see you this way .   
 i’m a crook for not caring for it . ❜   
❛  the stairs creak as you sleep , it’s keeping me / you awake . it’s the house telling me / you to close your eyes .  
❛  don’t listen to a word i say  
❛  as the world comes to an end i’ll be here to hold your hand .    
❛  please hang around .  
❛  i can see through you .   
❛  it’s perfectly strange .   
❛  hungry for the kill , but this hunger , it isn’t you  
❛  we are the same .    
 some days i don’t know if i am wrong or right  
❛  you can follow me .    
❛  some days I can’t even dress myself .   
❛  why are you shaking your head ?   
❛  i’m all out of breath .
❛  your mind is playing tricks on you , my dear . 
     
❛  i am a killer .  
❛  i take off my face because it reminds me how it all went wrong .  
❛  darker days are raining over me .  
❛  my blood runs red but my body feels so cold .    
❛  i am the storm .  
❛  please look away , don’t look at me .  
❛  i heard them calling in the distance .  
❛  i am sorry for the trouble , i suppose .  
❛  i need nothing .   
❛  i know that it’s a waste of time , chasing in the dark .  
❛  you’re cold against the skin .  
❛  & i run , i run , i run .  
❛  the way you held me so tight … all through the night …  
❛  you & i will not be shaken !  
❛  stop , i will take control .  
❛  you scream , you scratch , you bite .  
❛  the books that i keep by my bed are full of your stories .  
❛  i’ll meet your eyes for the very first time , for the very last .  
❛  let go , lay to rest .  
❛  maybe i’m a bad , bad , bad , bad person . well , baby , i know .  
❛  these fingertips will never run through your skin .  
 i will lead you through this wonderland .
❛  water up to my knees , but sharks are swimming in the sea .
❛  ignore all those big warning signs .
❛  you have scars & some scratches . it makes me wonder about your past .
❛  the light is blinding my eyes .
❛  i push you away , although I wish you could stay .
❛  i’m never ready .
❛  time won’t let me show what i want to show .
❛  all eyes on me .
❛  i spend my night dancing with my own shadow .
❛  i packed my things & ran .

Imagine...

Person A is a young doctor who lives outside of town. One day after a stormy night, Person A finds an unconscious Person B. After taking them back to their house and letting Person B awake, Person A finds out that they have no memory. Person B doesn’t remember who they are or even why they were even out in that storm. So Person A decides to take Person B under their wing until they could locate their family.
But there was one thing Person A didn’t expect: Person A ended up falling head over heels for Person B.
Years pass and Person B begins to lose faith that they will ever gain their memories back, and instead began growing comfortable living with the young doctor, possibly falling for them as well. However, Person B cannot shake the feeling that they have to return home, that there was something important waiting for them in that forgotten home.

During one faithful trip to the town, Person A overheard people talking about the aristocrat who has been for several years. Person A, after doing some research, finds out that Person B was in fact this missing aristocrat. To their dismay, they learn that Person B already has a family, a wonderful spouse and an adorable child, who was only a baby when Person B disappeared. The discovery brings Person A to tears and a very hard decision to make: Should they take all this evidence back to Person B and return them to their rightful place? Or shall they keep the information a secret, depriving Person B’s child of their parent and leaving the spouse without closure, to start a new life with Person B?

anonymous asked:

Reinhardt, Genji, McCree, and Dad 76 when they find out their s/o ran for the hills-I mean left- when they weren't looking.

Admin B: These boys gonna be upset. Also, we’re limiting it to only 3 characters per ask because writing these sometimes takes a while. Also, I’m not doing McCree because he’s in an another ask, similar to this one.

Reinhardt:

❤ Reinhardt is more sad than mad (Lol it rhymes). He just wants his s/o to be happy and the fact that they left makes him sad.

❤ For a few week after they left he just lays and mopes around, hoping they’ll come back. They don’t.

❤ Realising they aren’t coming back, he goes out and searches for them. It doesn’t take him long to find his s/o as they moved to a different city in the country.

❤ He finds out where they live and one day when they come back from work, they find dinner on the table and Reinhardt sitting at a chair in the living room.

❤ He’s very happy when he finds them and tells them how happy he is. He tells them that they can be together again. He doesn’t mention them leaving because he doesn’t care why they left, he’ll just have to make sure they don’t try to leave him again.

❤ If they ever did try to leave again, Reinhardt would just have to lock them away because only he can have them, no one else.

Genji:

❤ Ninja boy is furious, not even Zenyatta trying to get him to meditate will do anything. Ninja boy still mad.

❤ He goes out to find them when he finds out they left. He finds them in a matter of time and quietly stalks them.

❤ While most stalkers would try to leave no trace, Genji leaves little hints that he’s watching. A flower petal here, a small bag with green tea in it. Just little trinkets that will remind his s/o of him.

❤ One day they come home on a dark and stormy night and feel like someone is in their house. They walk into the living room having seen something glowing green in there, and just as they walk in, a flash of lightning lights up the room. Genji is standing there. He takes off his face mask and walks gently to his s/o.

❤ “Why did you leave me?” He asks them in a sad tone of voice. He’s frowning as he caresses their cheek. “Don’t you know how much I love you?” His voice is getting quieter. “I would kill for you. I love you and you hurt me like this?” Genji is heartbroken but before he can even have a chance to cry and beg his s/o to come back, he puts his mask back on and leaves. If his s/o doesn’t want him, fine. He’s used to not being loved.

Soldier 76:

❤ He doesn’t understand why his s/o left him. Weren’t they happy with him? Weren’t they happy together? Overall, he’s upset.

❤ S76 is a mess for a week after his s/o leaves. He barely sleeps and starts to drink heavily.

❤ It’s not until he’s training with someone watching and they see him miss all shots of a very easy target.

❤ They suggest he looks for his s/o and ask why they left. Not a good idea as S76 is a very possessive man so when he finds his s/o, they will never leave him again.

❤ It doesn’t take him long to find his s/o as they didn’t even leave the city. When he finds them in their new apartment, it’s a dark stormy night, the apartment being lit up by occasional lightning flashes.

❤ At first, his s/o thinks they’re dreaming when they see him on the balcony, then disappear a moment later.

❤ He goes up behind them and hugs them tightly, putting the barrel of his gun to their head. “My dear, I’ve found you. I don’t know why you left me. I would do anything for you, but I don’t care. I’m going to make it so you can’t leave me. Ever. Again.”

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Astro: the Earth (3/6)

eunwoo would be the oceans that wrap the earth. he’s both the calm surface on bright days and the rough waves during stormy nights: he’s the feeling of the sea washing up on the shoreline and caressing your ankles. eunwoo is all the layers of the ocean, the deepest, darkest depths and trenches still waiting to be discovered, quietly glimmering in the light of the sun and moon. (insp)

astro: the Earth

if astro were things that made up the Earth, mj would be the sun. he’d be the sun yelling at you through your curtains when you refuse to wake up for breakfast, the warmth kissing your cheeks on days you need them most. mj is the sun peeking behind the clouds and waiting quietly for his chance to shine on rainy days, and is the soft rays of the sunset casting everything in an orange glow.

jinjin would be the blue, blue sky that encompasses everything. he’s the sky not a lot of people spend enough time looking at but will always, always be there, welcoming every change in weather and patiently listens to their wails when it rains or when the wind howls. he’s the vast sky that takes care of the earth as best as he can and watches over you day and night.

eunwoo would be the oceans that wrap the earth. he’s both the calm surface on bright days and the rough waves during stormy nights: he’s the feeling of the sea washing up on the shoreline and caressing your ankles. eunwoo is all the layers of the ocean, the deepest, darkest depths and trenches still waiting to be discovered, quietly glimmering in the light of the sun and moon.

moonbin is everything in the sky at night. he’s the moon in the far distance that shines brilliantly on clear nights, listening to you when you cry yourself to sleep at 3am. he’s the dance of the infinite stars across the sky that captures your attention when you see him; he’s the moment you decide to sit back and watch the night sky, the chilly wind giving you goosebumps across your skin.

rocky is the earth that holds you up and the mountains in the distance you can’t touch. he’s the cracks in the concrete you always feel like slapping a sticker on  and the feeling of soil between your toes. rocky’s the grand canyon that stands tall and proud, the deserts that change during the day and night, the volcanoes in the ring of fire and the push and pull of plates deep underground. he’s the many layers of the earth right down to its core.

sanha is nature, from the unexplored undergrowth in forests around the world to the little, dainty flowers sitting on your window sill. he’s the grass that tickles your bare feet and the daisy pushing itself through the ground to take a peek at the world with big hopes and dreams. he’s the sturdy tree you lean on outside your house and the vines crawling up fences to get what they want. he’s the field of flowers you’ve always wanted to frolic through.

this is astro, which means star in spanish, but really they’re the things that make up our world.

I know you’re in pain. It hurts in ways you can’t even begin to describe and even if you could, no one seems to want to listen.
Sure, people care and try to help… for a time… but when you don’t seem to be getting any better, after a while, they get tired of listening… Eventually it becomes easier to keep it all inside.
I know you feel like it will never get better and you’ll never be okay again. It’s been like this for so long now that you think if things were ever going to change they would have by now so this is how it’s always going to be… but it’s not. I promise it’s not.
You learn cope, it just takes time and I know it feels like you’ve given it enough time already but not everyone heals at the same pace.
Tell yourself it’s okay to feel the way that you do.
Nobody else on this earth has lived through your life to be in any kind of position to understand your battles. Nobody else but you has walked in your shoes to be any kind of comparison on how you should be feeling right now or whether or not you should be ‘better’.
I won’t lie to you – what you’re going through will always leave its mark upon you as any trauma does – and that’s normal too. Nobody looks back on a traumatic life experience and giggles about it… But it’s this all-consuming depressive state… these overwhelming feelings you can’t control… the way those feelings isolate you and make you feel vulnerable and alone – THAT is what won’t last forever.
It DOES get better… you DO find acceptance. Not all at once – its gradual… like a stormy day or a long dark night… you don’t just blink and suddenly it’s a blue sky. Storm clouds part slowly, allowing brief flashes of sunlight at first… then eventually disappear… Dark nights end slowly as a new day begins to dawn…
Acceptance is the same… and I know you have the courage to wait for it…

He is her hearts desire and her biggest fear..
He is heart stopping romance and dark sinful passions waiting to be unleashed..

He is the wildness of the midnight darkness and the silk that slides across her skin with a lovers caress. He is bated breath and anticipation racing across the raw emotions of her soul..

He is her hearts desire and her biggest fear..

He is hard edges and deep convictions, he is chiseled perfection and golden skin that begs for the exploration of her lips and tongue..

He is sweaty bodies pressed together on damp sheets amidst the heavy smell of passion and raw sex..

He is the romantic poet of days past, the knight in shining armor galloping to save the princess from her ivory tower..

He is her hearts desire and her biggest fear..

He is innate goodness, colored with forgotten chivalry, laced together with honorable intentions, the kind of man her daddy always wanted for her and her mama always warned her about..

He is darkness and light, leading the way to blazing passions, pushing limits, stretching, filling, and branding her soul..

He is her hearts desire and her biggest fear..

He is loyalty in a world that has forgotten the word, he is dark stormy nights, days spent within the confines of her mind, drenched with the proof of her desires..

He is the color of an artists brush, bold slashes of red across her blank canvas, he is the strings of her guitar, tender hands waiting to pick each of her cords until he has memorized the melodies of her soul..

He is her hearts desire and her biggest fear..

He is love in a world that abuses the word, he is the dreams that fill the back stairs of her mind and snake down her spine to wrap around her neck with tenderness and fierce possession..

He is drunk kisses at one in the morning when the world sleeps and her passions simmer in a pressure cooker of lust and raw emotion.

He is late night conversations on summer nights with the scent of honeysuckle and the oppressive heat of southern humidity..

He is her hearts desire and her biggest fear..

Inktober Day 13: Arashi No Yoru Ni (One Stormy Night) - Mei and Gabu

This movie, is one of the sweetest things I’ve ever seen <3 I found it one night while I was hunting through the internet, and fell completely in love with it! I love the designs for the goats and the wolves, and the story is really cute~ I’d recommend it fully!

In the beginning we were a summer romance, warm and filled with endless sunshine.

During our time together we fought more than we should of, cared less than we could of, hurt eachother more than we should of.

After you left my days have been cold as a stormy winters night and I can’t seem to get out of it.

Days and nights alone never felt so cold as I reach out for you only find air filling the spaces between my fingers.

—  Tenari Ioapo // Feeling incomplete without you.

mvlfxy-deactivated20170225  asked:

hi serra!! sorry if i'm bothering u may just ignore this tbh but i was just wondering if u have any drarry fic with background pansy/ginny. not necessarily them being together but they play major role in the fic. (them being together and matchmaking the boys is a bonus tho!) btw i really like your blog!!! 💖

Thank you so much! Here are some fics i can remember that have Ginny/Pansy as side pairing :)

It Was We Who Were The Cliché (But We Carried On Anyway) by ignatiustrout (31k)
When the reconciled Black sisters go on holiday together, Andromeda entrusts Draco, rather than Harry, with five year old Teddy Lupin for three weeks. Harry is convinced she made the wrong choice, and he decides the way to fix this is simply to keep turning up at the manor and refusing to leave Draco alone.

Pub Night by sdk (7k)
In a cramped loo at The Bitter End, what Harry and Draco do is only about one thing: getting off. …Isn’t it?

The Lesbian Muffin Debacle by abusing_sarcasm (7k)
Pansy and Ginny have a muffin-induced potions accident and Draco and Harry are stuck watching their love life from the sidelines – quite literally. Fortunately, they’re able to give each other a hand.

Be It Sunny Days Or Stormy Nights by bafflinghaze (16k)
Harry and Draco are good friends: Harry annoys Draco and Draco insults him back. But slowly, Harry starts to realise just how important Draco is in his life and discovers that relationships need not follow strict lines.

Shameless by QueenyMidas (49k)
Coming around on his third year in the local Escort service, Draco gets a new client that surprises him. Harry Potter, after having dropped out of the Auror academy a few years back, finds his life without direction or meaning when he orders a helping hand. Along with an Auror investigation gone wrong, once-separated lives intertwine again in a mess of scandal and moral ambiguity. EWE, disregarding Colin’s death.

Choices that are best made in the moonlight by Teatrolley (4k)
Harry never imagined that he’d someday know the feeling of Draco’s smiling lips against his own, or be able to replicate the exact tone of his during-sex laughter in his mind. Even then, he especially never imagined that, were he to ever know those things, he were also to be without them again.
Or, in other words: Harry and Draco break up.

c r a v e by epsilonargus (11k)
‘You are pushing me away to what, protect me? You’re lying, Draco, and worse, you’re fucking lying to yourself. You’re scared. You’re scared of wanting me.’ He laughs, hollow. ‘Godric, why do I have to go and fall in love with a bloody Slytherin?’ – A story in which Draco is too scared to reach out for what he wants. Featuring Veela!Draco.

With a Little Help From My Friends by Sophia_Clark (5k)
Harry hates Draco and Draco hates Harry. Right?

Veritaserum Truth or Dare by ElectricBlueLilies (2k)
The returning eighth years bond over a game of Truth or Dare.

Also this tumblr ficlet by lovely @svlvzvr

I don’t understand how people fall out of love.

How could you lay in a bed with someone on stormy nights, comforted by their tight embrace & one day, not feel the warmth.

How could you watch their nose crinkle countless times while letting out a laugh & one day, no longer want to join in on the punchline.

How could you stroll down main street, tightly grasping their hand like a child, & one day, no longer need their interlocked guidance.

How people fall out of love, I’ll never understand.

Questions (Credence Barebone x Reader)

Credence Barebone Imagine

A/N~ IF you guys want a part two for this just let me know :) Enjoy!

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It was a cold rainy day in New York. Y/N weaved her way in and out of the crowds of people struggling to keep a grip on her umbrella in the harsh wind. Blinded by the hordes of people and the ever falling rain she crashed into someone. “Oh my God! I am so sorry Mister.” She said picking up some of the flyers that the boy had dropped. The boy stood up and brushed off some dirt of his legs. “It’s fine.” The boy mumbled mumbled. Y/N finally got a good look at him. He had pale skin and dark hair. He had a strong jaw and was actually very handsome.

Y/N looked down at the pamphlets in her hand. Witches live among us! It said in bold print, Y/N let out a barely audible gasp. “Uh… Here are your pamphlets. I’m Y/N by the way.” She said putting out the papers for him. He reached out to grab the flyers when Y/N spotted the multiple scars littering his hand. “Oh gosh! Are you okay?” She asked him. He quickly put his hand behind him.

“I’m fine.”It was a short and curt response, and using his other hand he took the flyers from her. He turned and silently offered pamphlets to people passing by. Y/N started at him, her feet seem glued to the concrete. “Mister? Aren’t you cold?” Y/N said cautiously stepping towards the mysterious boy. He looked towards Y/N but didn’t answer her. She took another step towards him and reached out towards him, but he flinched stopping Y/N in her tracks. She put her arm down and looked towards him curiously. “What’s your name Mister?”

“Credence. My name is Credence.”

“Well it was nice to meet you Credence. See you soon I guess.” Y/N said before turning her back on him, and continuing her journey back to her apartment. For the rest of the stormy day Y/N couldn’t stop thinking about Credence. Later that night when Y/N was preparing dinner for herself she realized she didn’t have any vegetables. So putting on a coat Y/N left her apartment and headed to the store. After an uneventful trip to the grocery store Y/N walked down the dimly lit street. A few yards ahead of her walked a man, abruptly the man turned the corner and went down an alleyway. Y/N got a glimpse of his face. It was Credence.

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anonymous asked:

hey, I checked ur master list but couldn't find anything, could you maybe do a list of (preferably drarry) fics featuring bi!harry? <3

I most definitely can! A lot of the fics just mention off hand that Harry dates women and men, so those would be really hard to compile in my opinion. These are all fics where Harry’s explicitly bisexual, no missing B word.

Not Just When You Want to Be by @gracerene09 (36k)
A little over a year after the end of the war, fate seems intent on pushing Harry and Draco together.

All of the Time by @gracerene09 (21k)
Twenty-five years later, Harry and Draco find their way back to one another. [Sequel to Not Just When You Want to Be]

Azoth by zeitgeistic (89k)
Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for eighth year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care.

Black Holes and Revelations by @femmequixotic (38k)
What was meant to be an unexpected one-off in the loo of a Camden bar turns into something rather different, much to Harry and Draco’s surprise.

The Darklist by dysonrules (87k)
When Draco Malfoy, wanted criminal, strolled into the Ministry to give himself up, he seemed destined for Azkaban until he offered to hand over information to avert an upcoming crime. Of course, he refused to divulge that knowledge to anyone but Harry Potter.

It Never Occured to Me That I Would Fall in Love With a Frenchman by lamerezouille (6k)
Harry kisses Draco in a public place. All hell breaks loose.

Such Great Heights by softlyforgotten (93k)
Draco Malfoy, wide-eyed and pale and in a decidedly ragged shirt, was crouched next to the pile of whatever the dragon had been eating.
Harry threw himself to a halt and yelled, “Merlin, how many times do I have to save your life?”


Here’s The Pencil, Make It Work by ignatiustrout (49k)
Harry thinks “Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?” is a much simpler question than, “Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don’t, what will you do?”

Left My Heart by emmagrant01 (85k)
Auror Draco Malfoy has disappeared, and Harry Potter has been sent to San Francisco to find him. [Sequel Surrender the Grey]

Twice as Much as an Earthquake by @firethesound (18k)
Accidental bonding. Breaking and entering. Conspiring, however unwillingly, in the strange one-man war Malfoy’s waging against detention. This isn’t the normal school year Harry anticipated having, but at least it’s not boring.

Reading Malfoy by @femmequixotic (15k)
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“My Head is an Animal” sentence meme

Of Monsters and Men lyric sentence pack.


❝ My head is an animal. ❞
❝ The forest that once was green was colored black by those killing machines. ❞
❝ But these problems aside I think I taught you well. ❞
❝ That we won’t run, and we won’t run, and we won’t run. ❞
❝ But you’re a king and I’m a lionheart. ❞
❝ And as the world comes to an end I’ll be here to hold your hand.❞
❝ Said I could never get there. ❞
❝ The sea said goodbye to the shore so the sun wouldn’t notice. ❞
❝ The books that I keep by my bed are full of your stories ❞
❝ So love me mother, and love me father, and love my sister as well.❞
❝  The cat’s silhouette as big as a monster in this concrete jungle. ❞
❝ So make all your last demands for I will forsake you. ❞
❝ And I’ll meet your eyes for the very first time, for the very last. ❞
❝  I met a man today and he smiled back at me ❞
❝ I don’t like walking around this old and empty house. ❞
❝ So hold my hand, I’ll walk with you, my dear. ❞
❝ The stairs creak as you sleep, it’s keeping me awake ❞
❝ The stairs creak as I sleep, it’s keeping me awake ❞
❝ There’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back ❞
❝ We used to play outside when we were young and full of life and full of love. ❞
❝ Some days I don’t know if I am wrong or right.❞
❝ Some days I feel like I’m wrong when I’m right.❞
❝ Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear. ❞
❝ Don’t listen to a word I say. ❞
❝ But I knew that I was safe.❞
❝ After every sunny day came a stormy night. ❞
❝ Slow, slow me down.❞
❝ We fall to the ground. ❞
❝ Alone, I fight these animals.   ❞
❝ Alone, until I get home. ❞
❝ Well, maybe I’m a crook for stealing your heart away. ❞
❝ Yeah, maybe I’m a crook for not caring for it. ❞
❝ Yeah, maybe I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad person. ❞
❝ You, love, love, love, when you know I can’t love. ❞
❝ You love, love, love. ❞
❝ You know I can’t love you. ❞
❝ You love, love, love, when you know I can’t love you. ❞
❝  So I think it’s best we both forget before we dwell on it.❞
❝ We set fire to our homes. ❞
❝  Troubled spirits on my chest.❞
❝  Oh, I miss the comfort of this house. ❞
❝ Where are we? ❞
❝ Can you chase this fire away? ❞
❝ I’m looking for a place to start. ❞
❝ But everything feels so different now. ❞
❝ Just grab a hold of my hand.❞
❝ I will lead you through this wonderland. ❞
❝ Just follow my yellow light.❞
❝ I push you away, although I wish you could stay.   ❞
❝ So many words left unsaid but I’m all out of breath ❞
❝ I heard them calling in the distance, so I packed my things and ran.   ❞
❝ Far away from all the trouble I had caused with my two hands ❞
❝ Hold your horses now. ❞
❝ Sleep until the sun goes down.❞
❝ Through the woods we ran.❞
❝ The lights go out, I am all alone. ❞
❝ All the trees outside are buried in the snow. ❞
❝ I spend my night dancing with my own shadow. ❞
❝ I move slow and steady, but I feel like a waterfall ❞
❝ My dear old friend, take me for a spin. ❞
❝ I’m letting go, but I’ve never felt better.❞
❝ Passing by all the monsters in my head. ❞