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and so what if he's looking at jayce when his eyes do that

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A scene from the HP books that is so sweet you want it tattooed on your forehead

and a scene that makes you so angry you want to shake every character involved?

the sweetest is when Harry hugs Molly on his 17th birthday 😭 the first person besides his romantic interest that he initiates physical affection with!!!! like!!! are we joking? that’s his mum! that’s her baby boy! and she’s all worried and nervous he won’t like the watch as his present 🥺 this is insane what a pure moment, I love them forever

and the angriest:

a tie between 1) Harry saying Snape was the bravest man he ever knew and 2) Sirius telling Harry disappointedly that he was less like his father than he thought bye Sirius ily but Fuck Off with that shit

I’m tipsy ask my anything! 👀

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good evening I am tipsy ask anything you wanna ask 👀🤲

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I met my roommate's inappropriately young boyfriend today (like legal, but weird). He was a real sweetie pie but also a child. What am I supposed to say? "Hi, it's nice to meet you. What's it like being born after 9/11???"

OOP felt

my younger sister as a teenager once dated a man fourteen years older than her 💀 it was a bad fit from a lot of angles and we tried every which way to get her to rethink without pushing her away and luckily it worked out in the end but man that was an awful time

I hope no one gets hurt in your roommate’s situation 🙏

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Lyall and Hope Lupin with their son Remus, circa 1960.

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hello I'm around and alive and about to get back to writing, just got back from a loooong exhausting weekend lol

what's up with all of you precious babies, tell me your drama??? I could use focusing on someone else's 😂👀👀

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for @drarrymicrofic | prompt: welcome

The silence is so stone cold Harry wishes he would have worn his jumper. A Weasley one, just to make things that much more awkward. He stifles a snort.

Narcissa takes a sip from her tea cup that probably belonged to Salazar or Merlin, or whatever.

Lucius’s gray expression looks nothing short of painfully constipated.

Draco kicks his father under the table.

The glare Lucius gives his son is deadly, but Draco doesn’t flinch. Only raises one fine eyebrow.

“You are” - Lucius clears his throat, choking so hard on the words Harry rather thinks the man might be sick - “quite…welcome - in our home. Er - Potter.”

Draco barks a laugh and slides his chair back. “That was rubbish.” He bends to slap a loud kiss to his father’s cheek as he grabs Harry’s hand and tugs him along. “Good try, though, just keep practicing. You’ll get it eventually. We’re off then, I’ll probably see you in the morning.”

Narcissa hums and takes another sip of tea, opening the evening paper. “Have a nice time, dear.”

Lucius chokes again.

Harry tries his level best not to burst out laughing and squeezes Draco’s hand. As soon as they’re out of the dining room he whispers from the corner of his mouth, “You were right, definitely wearing that jumper next time.”

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Harry and Luna :)

I imagine they meet a lot (as friends xD) even when they’re adults. Hmmm, what do you think they’re talking about here?

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BLACK PANTHER 2018, dir. Ryan Coogler

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You are to be the new fist of HYDRA. // He’s fast, strong… had a metal arm.

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rarry microfic | just a couple of boys on a summer afternoon

“We - mphf - shouldn’t be doing this - ”

Ron releases Harry’s bottom lip, breath short. “Says who?”

“I - ” Harry doesn’t know, really, but he wouldn’t have been able to answer anyway as Ron uses that moment to sink his teeth into the muscles straining at the base of Harry’s neck.

“Ah!”

Ron quickly muffles Harry’s cry with his palm, warm and calloused, and chuckles breathlessly. The sound vibrates pleasantly along Harry’s skin. “Shhh, mate, you want Mum to come check on us?”

Ron’s mouth is back on Harry’s in an instant, licking into him, and Harry whimpers helplessly. His hands are at Ron’s neck, fisted in the back of his t-shirt, drawing him as close as he possibly can. This is…wrong, somehow, surely, Harry thinks, buzzed on adrenaline and high on the sheer heat of Ron surrounding him, pressing him into the bright orange blankets of his bed.

They’re mates, Harry thinks wildly with Ron’s tongue running over his teeth.

It’s the most alive he’s felt possibly in his whole life, actually, it’s the least wrong thing he’s ever done, and he never wants it to stop.

Ron’s fingers slip under the hem of Harry’s shirt, softly stroking the skin of his belly as though he’s something to be cherished, to be worshiped, and Harry feels like he might cry.

He’s kissing his best mate, and he’s losing his goddamn mind.

He hopes it lasts forever.

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its their first time and they didnt know they both had that dawg in them

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Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

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fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

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omg solv I can’t tell if I’m absolutely going to love Christmas at the burrow or whether I’m going to be emotionally destroyed and bawling my eyes out all the way through.

Whichever it is, I am in your very capable hands and very very excited!!

(p.s any small hints for the upcoming chapter to tide us over 👀😂?)

probably both! 😂😅

in ch16 we've got Bill and Fleur hanging out at the Burrow, a Tonks appearance, Remus spending the holiday of course, and there is Ron feeling unexpectedly protective over Harry in interactions with the twins oop

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writing christmas at the burrow is gonna kill me actually