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i really like this dress :>

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my hands are trembling waiting for the next chapter of hpma i am so excited for fischer content nobody understands me i am so emo over that boy i’m so glad the twins are getting the recognition they deserve

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smash

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I hate them fr

my delulu ass writing scenarios about them:

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colby shimeji is done! ₊˚ʚ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎₊˚✧ ゚

he’s refusing to grab my windows for the video tho (̥ ̥এ́ ̼ এ̥̀)̥̥

not completely happy with it but my head already hurts so… *throws colby into the void*

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I don't really like this draw :o

But I feel the account is half dead so-

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this is a comic about twins

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hey /shows their ocs wands cutelly

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christiane with her boyfriend who is not her boyfriend now but will be her boyfriend soon

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i want to talk to a lot of my followers and people who i have interacted but it gives me anxiety

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me and the frey twins fans feeding with crumbs:

NEW PROMO SHOWING UNRELEASED GAMEPLAY & MAKING ME THINK ITS FREY TWINS CENTERED (i’m insane)

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the frey twins' design is fun. been playing around with different types of formal wear they might wear to dance club if they weren't so diametrically opposed to it

let me dance with the frey twins you COWARDS

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I recorded one of the dances with Daniel to make a joke of 'the sillies made peace' AND I JUST RAN OUT OF WIFI

It was a moment without the buttons but all stiff, so I share it

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me:

if and when they add fischer as a companion for the dance club you will never hear from me again i will simply cease to exist btw

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VAMOS LESBIANAAAAS

Holis! Vengo a pedirte un fic de Cassandra, hazlo como más desees

◆ Secreto | Cassandra Vole x Ravenclaw! Lectora

Una semana ya se había convertido en rutina, después de alguna clase iba al punto en el que siempre se encontraba con Cassandra, sus amigos se preguntaban constantemente a dónde iba con tanta prisa ella se inventaba una excusa tras otra, una más tonta que la anterior, en cierto momento Ivy la siguió en más de una ocasión pero a plena vista desaparecía, dejándola sin pistas y sin un rastro que seguir, sin contar que siempre tomaba caminos diferentes. Ella no era tonta aunque lo pareciera.

La ravenclaw se convirtió en una experta en escabullirse, llegando no más de diez minutos tarde a la hora prevista por algún retraso en el camino o con sus amigos, pero a Cassandra no le importaba lo más mínimo, sabía que los imprevistos podían surgir en cualquier momento del día y acordaron mantener sus vidas al margen mientras estaban juntas

La ravenclaw, mientras se dirigía una vez más al punto de encuentro pensó en lo extraño que era que Cassandra no la manipulara en ningun momento para ponerse en contra de sus amigos, la slytherin no se atrevía a ponerles la mano encima y eso casi le llevaba a sospechar de ella. Pasando de ser una acosadora que mas de una vez habia hecho llorar a sus compañeros de casa, a alguien incluso un poco más distante y respetuosa con sus conecciones, ni siquiera se atrevía a tener un duelo a menos que la contraria lo pidiera

Cassandra le contaba de sus plantas, se entretenía escuchándola, quién le iba a decir que sería tan entretenida, además de responder a cada pregunta que surgía, aprovechaba para contar algún chiste terrible o algún comentario sarcástico que a Cassandra le hacía un poco de gracia.

¿Por qué insistía tanto Cassandra en que la fuera ver a escondidas? No lo entendía, también se daba cuenta de otras cosas, como la soledad que parecía cazar a la slytherin a pesar de aparentemente siempre estar rodeada de personas alabando sus habilidades Sin embargo, los días pasaron e incluso los breves silencios entre ellas ya no eran incómodos, pero nunca se atrevió a preguntar por aquella sospechosa soledad.

Quería conocer las verdaderas intenciones de Vole, quería saber más sobre sus verdaderos objetivos, aunque la rubia nunca sabría que la estaba utilizando, que cada momento de descuido, su compañera de charlas solía revisar sus cosas y ahora incluso sabía que la chica tenía sangre veela en sus venas que podrían dar beneficios a sus objetivos, un poco de ayuda extra no le vendría nada mal.

Esa tarde llegó antes de lo que había planeado, la clase de ese día sería por la noche y por lo tanto todos tenían la tarde libre hasta la hora. Aprovechó para ir al punto de encuentro en un tiempo record, no es que tuviera prisa por llegar y hablar con esa presumida, aunque no hubiera más que palabras. Ella seguia actuando como si fuera mejor que ella

El apodo que Cassandra le puso 'Princesa' lo usaba tan a menudo que ya no le molestaba tanto como antes, pero seguía sin aceptarlo porque le seguía sonando ridículo, es más, se lo comentó hace un par de días y parecía que hacía oídos sordos a las quejas de la chica. Ya era un caso perdido, tendría que aceptarlo

— Dios mio, realmente eres como tu padre cuando era joven. —Oyó una voz. eran otra vez Cassandra y esa mujer.

Permaneció estática en su lugar, las voces se escuchaban claramente desde el otro lado de la puerta. Acercándose con pasos vacilantes, se detuvo detrás de esta, sentía cierta curiosidad, la última vez que vio a la mujer con obvios razgos parecidos a Cassandra fue en una ocasión similar, cuando ambas posiblemente discutían por lo mismo y la menor de ellas terminó con la mirada abatida, fue lo que la salvó de ser retada a un duelo, por lo distante que estaban sus pensamientos, centrados en el tema de la mujer que ahora mismo estaba enfrente suyo.

— Si me escucharas. Si me entendieras — La mayor hablaba con cierta tristeza, suplicando a Cassandra con la mirada.— ¿por qué te cuesta tanto aceptarnos, aceptarte?

— Madre. — Se acercó a la mayor, con una mirada de acero —solo quiero algo de libertad

— pero no es la forma correcta de tener libertad —Interrumpió ella, alejándose de su hija con mirada decepcionada. —¿Por qué escondes nuestro pasado como si te avergozaramos?

— No me averguenzan.

—Pues parece que sí. — respondio en un tono serio. — si no estuvieras tan asustada de que nos vieran contigo-

— No — En desacuerdo, agitó la mano como si hubiera cortado el aire y la mayor exhaló sorprendida.

una vez que la mayor dejo la habitacion, la ravenclaw salio de detras de aquella puerta

—¿hace cuanto estas ahi? — pregunto la rubia, su tono fue seco.

La chica solo alzo las manos con una sonrisa inocente, como si no hubiera hecho nada malo

—Tranquila, tu secreto esta a salvo conmigo. — prometio, haciendo la seña de cerrar su boca con un cerrojo y luego tirar la llave. Pero aun a pesar de ese comportamiento bromista, arqueo una ceja — ¿estas bien, princesa?

Desvio la mirada, dejando en claro un no como respuesta.

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I think you’d like this promt, ahem: poetry loving fem reader geeking out about their favorite authors with Colby :)

Colby used to spend time in the library.

It was his little secret, and it wasn't even such a secret because Fischer knew about it, there were times when it bothered him because of that because poetry was something quite delicate and it damaged the image that the school had of them as problem children, but it was fine, as long as no one knew about it.

Another day in the library in silence, Colby was going like a thief looking for the most precious treasure looking at the shelves, he had memorized (or had tried to say better) where the books of his interest were, he already had one in his sights, he had not He had read before because he had found some children from a lower class nearby reading something that was not much to see, but the mere idea of ​​being seen taking that book bothered him a bit.

Just as he was going to take the book, he saw him being pulled over the other side of the bookcase. There went that book, along with his dignity when he saw that on the other side there was a girl looking at him clearly confused.

Colby only became confused leaving there, as if nothing had happened, when he left between the shelves going to the study tables, he cleaned his tunic a little, possibly out of embarrassment because it wasn't dirty.

"Did you want this book?"

Colby wished more than anything that the earth would swallow him right now and spit out anywhere but here.

"Yes, it was for a friend," Colby lied quickly looking at her, the girl made a small sound of affirmation.

"It's not that good actually, I could recommend something by Salome Ureña... The translation isn't the best, but I personally like them." The girl smiled looking at him, that's when she piqued Colby's interest.

"I don't know her, who is she?" Colby asked looking at the girl while she crossed her arms, the girl laughs a little.

"Just a Dominican woman," She reply looking away, pulling a pale pink one from the small pile of books and giving it to Colby.

"I prefer John Keats" he said, flipping through the book, she laughs making the Slytherin boy look at her

"That's so British."

"Is there something wrong?" He now asks a little defensively, the girl denies trying to hide her smile.

"No, but I could show your friend more"

Colby's face was stained with embarrassment upon hearing that, apparently his lie didn't last as long as he thought and the girl had realized that, the Slytherin boy only clung more to the book and ran away from there. .

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I am absolutely BEGGING you for a hpma one shot, drabble, headc’s… whatever, for a male oc named Aloysius x Daniel Page.

Basically Daniel wants to ask him out to be his dance partner for the in game weekend dances but he is afraid Aloysius will understand he basically is crushing on him hard (Aloysius knows it and the feeling is mutual, he just wants to let Daniel do it at his own pace). So Daniel is a nervous wreck trying to ask him out without asking him out and trying to find lame excuses.

Three days.

Normally Daniel wasn't the one who set deadlines on things as vain as you are, but for the first time in a long time it seemed that he had a clear objective.

He had been thinking about the idea in his mind for a while, but the mere fact of him realizing his intentions ate at him inside, maybe that was in his nature, to be afraid or insecure about things as simple as you are.

But the simple 'What will they say' was much stronger than him.

First day.

Daniel found Aloysius in his regular classes, talking as usual (Aloysius was the one doing the talking, Daniel was just listening.) He seemed a bit anxious at times and he was even sure Aloysius had noticed that.

On the other hand, Aloysius could tell from miles away how Daniel was, he was a little uncomfortable because he had never seen him that way but he didn't want to force him to reveal his darkest thoughts either, he knew that Daniel was someone who found it hard to open up.

"I thought..." Daniel began to say to Aloysius when they were about to leave the history of magic class. "You know..."

Aloysius looked at Daniel extremely curious, he could see him almost trembling.

"That you could help me with the enchantment homework." Daniel finally said, looking at Aloysius. The boy remained silent for a few moments.

"Oh sure."

Second day.

Maybe this day would be different, yesterday had been a fiasco but hope was the last thing to be lost or that was what he heard others say, he tried to ask Ivy for help but the only thing he achieved was that she was talking for a long time about another topic that had little to do with it. He didn't see much of Aloysius either, his classes didn't coincide and the homework was overwhelming.

When he entered the common room, he saw him sitting at one of the many tables doing his homework, Daniel sat next to him, the boy looked at the other's paper.

"I wasn't going to copy" Daniel said defensively looking at him "I didn't even take divination classes."

With that comment, Aloysius relaxed, looking at Daniel.

"So..."

"So?"

Daniel begged to be shot, the situation was quite awkward, he simply looked away and went to his backpack pretending to be looking for his Arithmancy scrolls but simply trying to ignore Aloysius.

"Dance club..." Those were the magic words that made Daniel listen carefully "I guess it's okay... But I don't know, Hogwarts doesn't do events like dances and stuff..." Aloysius laughed instead while he was looking up at the ceiling, rocking in his chair.

"Maybe it's something for the students to get to know each other." Daniel thought aloud. Aloysius, who was still rocking in his chair, looked at him.

"So you think? You're not the one to say that."

Daniel clicked his tongue, of course he wasn't the one to say that.

"Well, I'm done, I'll have a horrible month," Aloysius said, beginning to put away his scrolls. Daniel looked at him almost stunned.

"Sorry?"

"Professor Trewlaney will be delighted that I broke my leg going to ancient runes class," the boy said laughing before taking his backpack. "I'll see you tomorrow, Dani."

Daniel was left alone at that table, alone with his thoughts and his arithmancy homework. Another missed opportunity.

Third day.

His deadline came, it had to be today. Luckily for him, today most of the classes he had were with Aloysius and surely he could tell him.

As soon as he got to the history of magic classroom, he saw lvy sitting next to Aloysius, great, he had forgotten about that little bug with legs that followed them everywhere.

Daniel sat in front of them with another student, while the classroom was still out of control due to the absence of the teacher. Daniel turned to see Aloysius.

"Do you really think that Professor Trewlaney will fall for that?" Daniel asked looking at Aloysius, he smiled and made a small movement with his finger.

"Indeed, Daniel, that old woman believes everything, the more dramatic the better," the boy said, smiling at him. "Hey, I need to talk to you alone later, it's for the damn potions homework."

Daniel could feel how he was getting a little excited, it was the perfect opportunity to invite Aloysius to be his partner.

The common room was almost empty if it weren't for a few who were playing with some spells, among the people that were still there were Daniel and Aloysius still with the blessed potions homework.

It was much easier if Daniel to pass the answers to Aloysius and get out of it quickly, but the boy insisted that he had to learn the formula, by force if necessary, while Daniel did most of the work. Aloysius watched him in silence, listening to his comments. explanations.

In reality, he was only partially listening. He wasn't even that interested in potions homework or failing the subject, he just wanted to be with Daniel a little longer than normal.

And he suspected that Daniel also wanted to spend more time with him.

"You're not even listening to me" Daniel said crossing his arms looking at Aloysius, he just smiled and shrugged.

"What can I tell you, you talk like Professor Binns"

Daniel rolled his eyes, leaning back in his seat, the potion was made, he just had to wait a bit. Maybe it was time to tell him, it was now or never. Daniel settled into his chair, took a breath and looked at Aloysius.

"Do you want to go to the dance with me?"

It wasn't Daniel, but Aloysius who seemed a little or more nervous than him.

"I was about to ask you that..."