#kind of ass but needed to exist

[itslittlegiggle]

Pretty Prefect

Percy/Oliver

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People often wondered how Percy Weasley and Oliver Wood worked.

The two boys could not be more different - Oliver was athletic, outgoing, always up for an adventure or a good laugh. Percy, on the other hand, was studious, introverted, and very serious.

“Do you even do anything together? He’s so uptight!” People would say to Oliver.

“I have way more fun with him than with anyone else!” Oliver would chastise. “You just don’t know him well, is all.”

“You don’t like any of the same things - you don’t even like Quidditch!” People would say to Percy.

“Yes I do,” Percy would sniff, “I’m just not obsessed with it. And people are allowed to have differing interests, you know - we have lots of fun.”

Against all odds, Oliver and Percy made a curious yet lovely couple who loved each other very much, despite what some may think.

And they did have lots of fun.

It was quite late; the usually bustling Gryffindor common room held only a handful of students, as most had gone to bed after a tedious night of homework and revision. As the remaining individuals slowly made their way to their dormitories, yawning and stretching, there were two Gryffindors who showed no signs of turning in any time soon.

“Are you almost done?” Oliver asked for the millionth time.

“No,” Percy snapped, “stop asking me that. I need to go over all my notes at least once more before I can go to bed. Feel free to go yourself, I’ll be up later.”

“And leave you down here all by your lonesome self?” Oliver teased, unfazed by Percy’s grumpiness, “no way!”

Percy just huffed, adjusted his glasses, and continued to read his notes. Oliver spoke again after a few more moments of silence.

“Can you at least take a quick break? You haven’t stopped since dinner, you’ve got to be exhausted.”

Percy shrugged his shoulders. “I just need to keep going.”

Oliver got up from his cozy armchair and stepped over to the table his boyfriend was working at, placing strong hands on Percy’s shoulders and giving a squeeze. “Five minutes? Come sit with me and reset your brain, Perce. You know it’s easier to absorb information when you take breaks every once in a while.”

Percy blushed at the contact and sighed. “I know, I know.”

A pause.

“Fine, five minutes.”

Percy stood and let himself be led to the armchair by his boyfriend. Oliver sat down and motioned for Percy to sit on his lap, which he did, facing Oliver with his knees bent on either side of Oliver’s hips and arms tucked between their chests. Percy leaned down and put his head on Oliver’s chest; Oliver wrapped his arms completely around Percy in a warm bear hug.

“Keep this up and you’ll be too smart,” Oliver teased, “and I won’t be in your caliber anymore.”

“Please,” Percy scoffed, tilting his head slightly to look at the other boy, “just because other people might think you’re all braun and no brains doesn’t mean you have me fooled - too smart for your own good sometimes, even.” His horn-rimmed glasses were a little crooked. His freckles stood stark against his pale skin. He looked cute. Oliver told him so.

“Whatever.” Percy rolled his eyes, but Oliver saw his ears turn pink and grinned as his boyfriend continued. “I’ll have you know that I am much more invested in my studies and our relationship than the opinions of others, and—“

“Pretty Percy,” Oliver interrupted, whispering in Percy’s ear, “my pretty, pompous, perfect prefect Percy…”

“Stop.”

Oliver only smiled more widely; he loved getting under Percy’s skin, especially when he was being too serious and needed to unwind a little. “You’re even more perfectly pretty when you smile…”

Oliver gently pressed his fingertips into the backs of Percy’s ribs and was rewarded with a yelp and jolt.

“Oliver, please—“

“Hmm?”

Percy flushed, looking around and pushing gently against Oliver’s chest. Oliver looked around too, noticing the common room had completely emptied out other than him and Percy.

“Nothing to worry about, Weasley. All clear.”

He goosed the redhead’s ribs again and couldn’t help but chuckle at the following yip.

“That’s not—oh, Oliver, don’t!”

Percy fell into helpless laughter, high-pitched and squeaky no matter how much he tried to stifle it. He tried to wriggle free from Oliver’s embrace, but the arms wrapped around him were unmoving. Although the two boys were similar in height - Oliver was only a couple inches taller - Oliver was much sturdier and more muscular compared to Percy’s lanky frame. Percy had no chance against Oliver’s strength.

Oliver’s hands moved down to scratch his nails along the sides of Percy’s back, making him arch further into Oliver’s chest as he squeaked and sputtered around his laughter. Even through Percy’s sweater the feeling of nails on the backs of his flanks had him flinching and gasping.

Face red. Freckles highlighted. Glasses askew. Giggles frantic. Perfect.

Oliver loved how cute Percy was when tickled, especially because he was ten times more ticklish than Oliver was, but was kind enough to only indulge when there was no one else around; although it would certainly show others that Percy wasn’t just some pompous, uptight, boring git, Oliver liked having this giggly and blushing Percy all to himself.

“You know,” Oliver began conversationally, smiling at the squirming boy on his lap, “I really would like to go to bed. Shame I can’t go knowing that you’re still down here overworking yourself again…”

“J-just a few more minutes, I promise - wahait, wait!”

A hand squeezing Percy’s thigh erased any remaining composure the redhead still had and he snorted - snorted, how mortifying - as he tried to pull his boyfriend’s strong hands away from his ticklish spots. “I take it back, I take it back!” Percy shrieked.

“You’ll come up? All done for tonight?”

“Yes, yes, I swehear!

Satisfied, Oliver halted his tickling and smoothed his hands up and down Percy’s back as the boy flopped against Oliver’s chest, boneless and breathless, still giggling lightly. Oliver reached down to straighten Percy’s glasses, chuckling himself when the boy initially flinched with a giggle at the approaching hand. “If I fail any of my assignments,” Percy managed between breaths, “it’s all your fault. Plus, I’ll make sure you get detention.”

Oliver laughed and kissed the crown of Percy’s head. “If you fail any of your assignments, I’ll resign as Quidditch captain.” This made Percy giggle again, much to Oliver’s joy. “We would have riots on our hands, Wood. So you had better make sure to help me study more tomorrow.”

“Anything you say, prefect.”

[ravenpureforever]

On one hand, Young Justice is kind of neglected by the actual superheroes that should be looking out for them in a lot of crucial ways and very much failed by the adults around them

But on the other hand Red Tornado straight up hosts a parent-teacher conference where their respective legal guardians all show up, barring Batman who’s in traffic so Nightwing fills in instead because Robin’s dad does not know he’s a vigilante which is objectively hilarious

[panstarry]

my final from last semester that i made into a zine. cooked this one up in a couple hours before the critique (the ink was still wet!), so it's very raw and kind of sloppy but the sentiment is there. i love you trans people of color. we are the backbone of this community 🌟

[rawliverandgoronspice]

do you think EoW’s plot - specifically Null’s motive of “i was already living in this void and the goddesses just showed up and created reality and tried to kick me out” being framed as a bad thing - is in the same pro-colonialism vein as your issues with TotK?

Good question! My instinct would be a tentative nnnnno? For a number of reasons, but I do want to return to the game and reread the actual text before committing to this opinion. But from memory, I think the core difference, to me, is that Null had a complete hegemony over reality, fully rejecting change and life in it's every form (so the start of the story in that context is Null being in control of everything, instead of Hyrule being in control of everything/wanting to control everything), and demanding total compliance to non-existence from everything else. I think this reading on the pantheon places the Goddesses as a force of resistance to nothingness, which I think has very interesting implications for the magic system and how, in their own attempt to maintain their creation of life, they may have ostracized everything that wanted to question the set of rules they had put into place in turn. It's not canon or anything, but I do think it's (quite honestly) a far more interesting origin story than the Hylia/Demise debacle (even if it can be understood under this lens also, which would make it more interesting to me).

But yeah, to me, Null had imagery that was very reminscent of cancer, of consumption and destruction for its own sake. I doooon't think it makes as much sense to read it in a political way? As Null is a single entity, completely disconnected from culture and community and society, and more-so as the personification of a natural phenomenon of death and stillness and negentropy in my opinion (which I think they wanted Ganondorf to be as well, but this fails imo because he starts off as a man with man-like preoccupations, and his aspirations are about gaining absolute agency --implying he doesn't start having that agency, and it's his very political and social circumstances that push him towards trying to gain that level of power in a world that is hyper-hostile to him simply... maintaining the power he started with --especially in TotK, you could argue he didn't have to swear fealty to Hyrule in OoT, we just don't know enough about the political backstory in the Myth Era to make definitive judgement, but even still he had very mortal pressures that motivated his envy and anger)

Anyway, I need to return to my Many Screenshots of the conversations in EoW that seemed relevant to make sure I am convinced by the reading of the game I tentatively argued for here (and especially reread the Goddesses' and Null's perspective on all that), but I hope this is an interesting first step at least!

[kacievvbbbb]

While I do so love the image of Mihawk as a blushing virgin bride bashful about all things sex and PDA. I cannot lie to myself.

This is a man that takes off his shirt to put on his jacket before heading outside. He has never known shame a day in his life.

[givemedamage]

AAAAAAAAA

[mueritos]

its my bday today so heres a new meet the artist :3

[doodlingwren]

If only the original Saint Seiya anime was a 2014-2018 anime series instead of being aired in the 80s-90s, I can only imagine the sheer amount of animation memes that could have been done. Some of the characters are just so perfect for those, like, if this was a more animation-oriented fandom this would totally be a thing.

[starguider]

Some Nikki photos. I didn’t take many that weren’t in the blue variant lol. I’ve got 4/5 evolutions for Crimson Feather… the last one will be a grind but I think it’s in sight

[thanatologie]

as a second, unrelated note: emmrich is our main viewpoint into the mourn watch, yes, but we also have other examples all over the place - from myrna and vorgoth to the watchers that populate the shrouded halls and their conversations about things - and that emmrich should not be used as a standard for mourn watch behavior. he is who he is because of his own issues and neuroses, not his training.

[allbeendonebefore]

boss like oh this one will be shorter because its not like it was gay-owned or anything and im just like does the lesbian clientele mean nothing to you aaaa

[cheshire-castle-library]

Does it bother you how much jargon other people have made up about our experience as queer people?

[vvelegrin]

finally tried to find a therapist that specializes in chronic illness. because i am hashtag losing my fucking shit. searched by specialty and insurance. the ones that i found that looked good, by this search, apparently are out of network so would cost me $150 per appointment. not doing that, i don't have a job, and that's why i pay for fucking insurance. which, by the way, i'm apparently now paying, checks site, $500+ A MONTH FOR???? when did that happen. i hate covered california. i hate insurance. i hate my life. when did this happen. you're already making me pay almost $100 in copay for doctors that were supposedly in network. how is this fucking POSSIBLE. i CHECKED. how are people supposed to KNOW THESE THINGS. i swear i fucking CHECKED WHEN I GOT THIS PLAN. i got a $500 BILL from my neuro two weeks ago (admittedly this is from my last insurance but also holy shit??? seems like something that should have been told to me at some point???). like what is the point of all of this. i went on this insurance because 'they'd probably cover the treatment that we want you to get on' (they haven't). what is the point of this. what is the point of this. what is the point of this. what is the point of this.

[xamaxenta]

Kind of whelmed

[roboyomo]

like there's no other way around this but prometheus Does miss yi ha-neul. And so does ha-neul himself. unhealthy codependancy showing through even centuries later. But just

remember that kenix is who prometheus haunts now. and kenix reminds yi ha-neul of prometheus. Guess In What Bullshit Kenix Got Caught Up. Take a Good Guess

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

really pisses me tf off that most of the windows in this house don't get any direct sunlight. like what even is the fucking point