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reblog if you’re 25+ and still roleplay; or if you believe older muns have a place in the rpc and shouldn’t be told to give it up when they turn 30.
i received this anon & i just want to make a point.
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“This is your daily, friendly reminder to use commas instead of periods during the dialogue of your story,” she said with a smile.
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Follow The Magic
A Eventual Draco x OC Fanfic
Might be the first chapter I am unsure about it.
Completely self-indulgent and is based off of a roleplay me and a friend did with some changes here and there just for story flow and I have some ideas involving the MC from Hogwarts: Legacy and my OC, Rose, but that may be a little farther down the line if I were to really get into writing this.
Now I am not good at summaries but long story short:
Rose(OC) comes from our world and decides she's going to try and change things hopefully for the better and will eventually come to learn new things about herself.
Rating: G
//This story will contain Eventual Draco x Rose(OC), Temporary Harry x Rose(OC) and use of headcannons in the future
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🐍Extra Author's notes and rp partner credit at the end🐍
The halls were dark and empty save for the moving portraits as all the students had settled in for their first night back in Hogwarts after the summer.
The sound of footsteps echoed as the known Potions Master, Professor Severus Snape made his rounds through the halls, holding his wand out with Lumos to light his way. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary as he could hear the snores or grumbles from the paintings he passed until he came across an uncommon sight.
The only ones up at this time would be whatever teachers that were preparing for their first classes in the morning or were patrolling the halls for any students looking to make trouble for themselves.
A young girl was layed out on the floor down one of the corridors, she seemed to be unconscious as her chest rose and fell steadily with her breathing.
Snape made his way to this unconscious girl, the light from his wand illuminating the area as he got close to her. His mind was racing with the thoughts on which house she belonged to, why was she out past curfew and why on earth was she sleeping on the floor in a random corridor?
It was only the first night and he already has to deal with this foolishness.
"Wake up." He snarled out as he moved his wand to illuminate her face with Lumos to determine who she was as she began to sturr from the bright light.
She opened her blue eyes slightly before raising a hand to block the light that was in her face with a soft groan.
"What?..." she muttered, confused on who was waking her with such a blinding light as she moved to sit up.
Snape stood up straight as he searched his memory for who she was, moving his wand slightly away so it wasn't blinding her still.
"What are you doing out of bed?" He questioned or more like demanded. The girl rubbed the sleep from her eyes as they slowly came back into focus. When he felt she was taking to long to answer he decided to ask again. "Speak. What...are you doing out of bed?"
"Mm...what? I was just sleeping on my couch..." she muttered groggily before she glanced around. Her eyes narrowing in even more confusion. "This...isn't my living room?"
Soon the girl's eyes landed on Snape. Now that her vision wasn't blurred from sleep she could see him almost clearly. But once she recognized him, her blue eye widened in shock at who stood before her.
His own eyes narrowed in suspicion. Only recognizing that her accent sounded that of an american. "Where are you from?..." His words slow as he could see the pure look of shock on her face.
It took her a moment to find her voice again as she mentally fought through her shock. "A-america...sir.." she stuttered out as she slowly stood up. Unsure on whether or not this was real.
His own eyes widened some in confusion as he wondered who this girl even was. "And...your name?" He asked next. "Its...Rose Adams, sir..." she answered. He got the feeling that something wasn't right with this girl.
"Do you have any idea where you are?" He questioned now before she gave another glance around the area. "I...would like to guess Hogwarts?" Her answer coming out as more of a question before she muttered. "If it is....maybe I'm dreaming?.."
He nodded his head slowly. "Yes....Hogwarts....and are you a student?" He asked, already knowing the answer.
"Um..no...unfortunately I'm what you would call...a muggle.." she said as he stared down at her. He kept his eyes on her for a moment longer before he moved to walk past her. "Come with me." He all but demanded as he moved quickly, ushering her to follow.
She struggled to keep up with his long strides as she followed him and the only light source there was in these dark halls.
It didn't take to long as he lead her to the statue that would slowly turn as it made stairs leading up to the headmaster's office.
Rose was greatly confused on her whole situation until she recognized the statue that Professor Snape had led her to, feeling a slight rush of excitement as they got closer to the office door.
Snape made his way through the door with Rose following as close as she could.
Albus Dumbledore stood behind his desk, already in his night robes as he prepped for bed. He looked up at the sound of his office door opening and seeing Snape along with this strange girl entering his office.
Rose couldn't contain her excitement at seeing the great Albus Dumbledore in the flesh as she gave a small but ecstatic wave with a excited "Hello!" Leaving Dumbledore to slightly raise his brow.
"Headmaster..." Snape muttered as he came over to Dumbledore's side and whispered to him for a moment before saying. "How could this have happened?" In a slightly louder but more hushed tone as Dumbledore let out a half laugh.
"Well clearly she isn't as much as a muggle as she thinks. Thats how.." Dumbledore said calmly as he looked at the Potions Master.
"Ooh no...no. I'm pretty sure I'm all muggle.." Rose spoke up, making both men look her way. "Especially since...well...since all of this doesn't exist in my version of home.." she muttered some as she looked down, fidgeting with her hands.
"And what exactly do you mean, version?" Snape asked quickly as Dumbledore stared at her for the moment in disbelief on what he heard her say.
"Well...I'm not exactly from this universe...or even time..." she started before thinking for a moment. "After thinking about how all that works it kinda hurts my head a bit..." she said as she glanced up before her eyes immediately went back down to the floor.
"But...I know all about Hogwarts..about the both of you. About Harry..." Rose said all this honestly, knowing she could trust the only other two people in the room with this information. "And its all because of some fantasy books that I had read back home.."
Snape looked at her, stunned. "Books?" He scoffed a bit as Dumbledore stood there for a moment as he processed this new information.
"Well...do you know how you came to be here?" He finally asked, unsure on what else to say.
"N-no sir...I have no idea. All I know is that I fell asleep on my couch back home and then I was woken up by him while on the floor of one of the halls.." She gestured towards Snape as she explained what had lead up to now.
Dumbledore pondered for a moment, starting to pace as he stroked his long beard. When his back was to the other two in the room he quickly turned towards them again. "Well I am unsure on how to send you back to your home at this point in time." He said before glancing over to Snape. "We shall get her sorted to blend in until we can figure something out."
Rose's eyes widened at what she was hearing before she let out a small squeal as she jumped in excitement. Once she noticed she had the two professor's attention she quickly calmed herself. "Uhm...t-that would be perfect. And I don't think I'll pop up on the ministries radar since I'm not supposed to exist here!" She happily said before she looked down in thought.
"But I'm a muggle...I don't think I can use magic at all..and what about the other teachers? Wouldn't they get suspicious of a new student who doesn't even use magic?" She asked before Dumbledore pondered this for a moment.
"I believe I can fix that." He said before turning to open a box and bringing out a basic looking wand. "This is an enchanted wand. It should work for any basic magical skills.. You will just need to learn the proper wand movements like everyone else." He said as he handed the wand to her before looking over to Snape.
"Professor Snape will oversee your practices and make sure you are not put into any awkward situations that you cannot handle." He muttered. "The rest I will handle. Welcome, our newest transfer student." He said with a weak smile.
Rose smiled wide as she held her new wand to her chest. "Thank you, Professor! I can't wait to see which house I'll actually get into." She said, all giddy.
"Well the wait is over." Dumbledore said before he gave a quick wave of his hand and the sorting hat came off of the shelf and a stool slid across the floor to the middle of the room.
Dumbledore held the hat as he gestured for Rose to sit on the stool before she quickly made her way over.
Once she had sat down and the hat was placed upon her head it instantly came to life and began to speak. "Interesting...muggle? A MUGGLE!?" It hollered in that familiar gruff voice she remembers from the movies. "Hmmmm....where to put you..." The hat continued before giving a chuckle. "Could make you a Hufflepuff...mmm...but you're to cunning for that."
As it spoke, Rose chewed on her lip in nervous anticipation as she thought about how it would be like to be in each house but her mind would always wonder back to Slytherin. The house she got when she did that one online quiz.
Suddenly the hat yelled "Let it be SLYTHERIN!" Before Dumbledore took it off her head. "Well there you go. Its settled and even better, Professor Snape can keep a closer eye on you."
Rose happily hopped off the stool before turning to Dumbledore. "Oh wait...what about books and other supplies for the classes?" She asked.
"It is already handled. Now if you'll excuse me I am off to bed. Goodnight." Dumbledore said with a yawn before walking off without another word.
Snape looked at Rose with a huff and a slight nod. "Well come on." He said before going to leave before turning back to her when she didn't follow as she was lost in her thoughts on all the exciting things she's going to learn.
Once she noticed Professor Snape standing and looking at her she quickly snapped out of it. "Sorry.." she muttered in slight embarrassment as she moved to follow after him.
As they walked she decided to strike up some conversation. "So...are we heading down to the dungeons?" She asked as Snape continued in his long strides without looking back at her.
"Yes....to the common room." He found it so strange that she knew so much and his suspicion showed in his tone.
Rose could hear the suspicious tone in his voice and felt a bit nervous with the current situation. "I uh...can't wait for classes to start.." she muttered softly before a thought popped up in her head. "Hey...what year is Harry in now?" She asked, curious on what part of the timeline she had landed in.
He finally glanced back at her as he kept walking "Potter..." the name nearly spewed from his lips. "Is in his third year.." he answered before they came upon the door to the Slytherin common room. "Pure-blood." Snape said before the door opened and lead Rose inside.
He quickly went to showing her where the girl's dormitories. "There is and empty bed ready for you and a trunk full of the supplies you would need to classes as well as a clean uniform." He explained as she nodded along.
"Thank you, sir..." she said but he didn't acknowledge her gratitude as he turned to leave. "Good night..." he muttered before quickly closing the door and leaving her there to her own devices.
Rose had muttered a soft "Goodnight.." back that he most likely did not hear. Once alone, she made her way to her dorm room, looking around at the other girls that were fast asleep in their beds before she found her own.
Once found she had climbed in under the covers. Once she was snuggled up in the bed she found that it was a little hard to sleep from both the excitement and nervous because of the situation and just ended up tossing and turning for a bit until she finally calmed down enough to fall asleep. Hoping this all of this wasn't a dream.
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Hey so this is the first fanfic I really feel comfortable with posting. I'm not all that good of a writer once so ever but I hope it will be somewhat enjoyable for someone out there.
Also let me know what other tags I should add if any cause I have no idea what I am doing.
Now I have to give some credit to my roleplay friend who used to go by Lyra Black on Discord. I wish we could have continued and possibly finished the rp but I hope you're doing okay out there. 💚
#draco malfoy#harry potter#draco x oc#harry x oc#slytherin#slytherin common room#slytherin character#prisoner of azkaban
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i love the idea of an obliviously op reader. like a reader who is just as (if not more) powerful than those at the top of the food chain, and yet has no idea about it.
you casually bump into gojo satoru on the street and- what the fuck? you passed through his infinity? huh?
while he’s stood there having a bit of a crisis you’re on your merry way to buy some snacks for yourself.
i’m specifically thinking about a reader like this in shibuya.
passing by mahito only to point and grin at him, “cool cosplay! i don’t recognise the character, but you look great!”
he giggles, placing a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to disfigure you, to turn you into some misshapen monster that’ll join the ranks of the others-
you blink at him, tilting your head a little, only to then place your hand on his shoulder too. you stare at each other for a moment.
“that was weird. see ya!” and then you leave him there oh-so-casually.
sukuna is in disbelief when he sees you- his domain should’ve wiped out everyone in the area? who the fuck are you?
and you just stroll up to him cheerfully, “man, i love your tats! where did you get them? i’m considering getting some, but-“
he lifts his palm, you should immediately burst into flames-
“high-five!”
and then you leave him to just stand there in confusion, continuing on your way.
it’s the fact that you cannot perceive the danger you are in that makes the world around you all the less dangerous.
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ALAKAAKDBSNSBSKAK !!!!!!!!!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING GORGEOUS YOU ARE????? YOU!! ON TUMBLR RIGHT NOW. YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. HANDSOME. CUTE. INSIDE AND OUT. DRINK A GLASS OF WATER OR I'LL HIT YOU WITH A ROCK
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Albert Wesker VS Johnny Cage
I have MK1 brain rot so...
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Y’ever read something and have understanding that has eluded you interminably suddenly stop, curl up, and snuggle neatly into a fold in your brain because a new way way opened to it?

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biblically accurate angel: ʙᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ
me, monsterfucker: *going up to give them a little kiss*
biblically accurate angel: ʙᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ
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dear non-spanish speakers writing spiderverse fanfiction (or anything with spanglish),
in spanglish you don’t switch by word, you switch by phrase.
it’s not:
“[first part of the sentence in english], [second part of the sentence in english], mi amor.”
“[full english sentence], querida.”
it’s:
“[first part of the sentence in english], [segunda parte de la frase en español], mi amor.”
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also miles is boricua, miguel is mexican. they have two different accents and use different vocabulary for certain words.
also miles is “nyourican” - a puerto rican native to new york - while his mom is directly from the island, so there are differences there, too, because his spanish is more influence by new york english. 
here’s some good references that aren’t google translate (which usually pulls from spain, a country that speaks vastly differently from latin america)
SpanishDict
WordReference
here have some random videos on different slang/spanish accents:
Puerto Rico
Mexico (1) (2)
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in spanish most words are gendered, so most feminine words end in a and masculine/gender neutral words end in o. adding ito/ita makes something cuter, smaller and more affectionate.
spanish nicknames that aren’t “mi amor”
“querido/a” - darling
“cariño” - dear (always masculine regardless, of who its being said to)
“mi princesa/príncipe” - my prince/princess
“mi rey/reina” - my king/queen
“papí/mamí” - can be used in any way; romantic, sexual, familial for one’s parent or child, or just platonically
“tesoro” - treasure
also spanish is a language that uses adjectives as terms of affection both cute ones and ones that might sound insensitive in english
gordo (fat), flaco (skinny), negro (black), blanco (white), linda (pretty), bella (beautiful), morena (brown skin), etc.
and like most languages that are not english, spanish has multiple ways of saying i love you.
“te amo” - romantic
“te quiero” - familial, platonic (although there’s nothing wrong with using it romantically)
see also:
te adoro - i adore you
te deseo - i want you
te necesito - i need you
 and, of course, they can vary regionally too.
please use this because i have read a lot of really well written things that take me out of it because the use of spanglish is terrible. don’t just go on your presumptions that spanish/spanglish works in the same way that english does.
buena suerte, gringos.
- signed your friendly neighborhood afro-latina
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I fucking reblogged this a couple days before I won $50 at God damn bingo!

This is the money Jack. Reblog to be punched in the face by Handsome Jack and then have bills shoved into your wallet-like hair.
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reblog if you’re not afraid to have a picture of god in your blog

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