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[areyouwho-ithinkyouare]

got so many ideas for a new d&d campaign like i really fucking love this one but the bit i CANNOT get is. the first fucking adventure. perhaps the most important of all and nothing! is! inspiring me!

[moonstruckme]

hii idk if ur taking requests but can u write sth with rockstar!remus who’s like full of adrenaline after a shkw and just kisses r ☹️☹️ the others wont let them be LOLLL😭😭😭 hope ur having an amazing day 💘

You have an amazing day too !

rockstar!Remus x fem!reader ♡ 643 words

James all but sprints off the stage, as he always does, working off his post-show adrenaline the best way he knows how. His routine seems unaltered by the fact that this is the biggest show the boys have played yet, but you don’t suppose he can really kick it into a higher gear than it already is. It’s also entertaining for the rest of you, watching him hurdle over sound equipment and careen past frightened-looking crew members before calling a “sorry!” behind him. 

You know to expect Remus behind him, leaving the stage at a slower pace while Sirius stays and soaks up the energy for as long as he can before someone physically drags him off, but you’re not expecting the unusual energy about your boyfriend when he comes in. 

Remus is crackling, the exact sound of when he plugs his bass into the amp but around him like an aura. Your heart kicks in your chest. 

You beam at him, holding up the small bouquet you’d impulse-bought at a stand a few blocks from the venue. You feel a bit silly, but Remus doesn’t seem to mind. 

He lets out a breathy little laugh at the sight of you and shakes his head as he takes two long strides, grasping your hips and pressing you into the wall. 

The flowers are instantly forgotten. Remus’ mouth is warm and insistent on yours, his knee pushing in between your legs and his nose pressed into your cheek. You don’t realize you’ve stopped breathing until he breaks the kiss. 

He sets both hands on your cheeks. There are crew members buzzing around you, and the crowd is still thrumming outside, and somewhere James is talking loudly, but Remus’ face is the only thing in the world. Scarred and sweaty and smiling at you. 

“Great show,” you scrape out. 

Another short laugh. If you didn’t know better, you’d say your boyfriend was giddy. “Yeah?” He gives you another kiss, shorter but still shock-happy. His lips stay curved against yours. “I thought so,” he admits, a bit softer, like a secret. 

You lower your voice to match. “You were incredible.” 

Remus grins even bigger, brilliant and totally unlike himself. He’s practically glowing. 

“Remus,” Sirius shouts, prancing toward the both of you with his usual regard for private intimacy, “if you’d pause in fondling your girlfriend, James says we’ve got a group out back who wants autographs.” 

Remus drops his forehead to yours, his disbelieving puff of air tickling over your nose. You pet down the hairs at his nape. 

“Oh, are these for us?” Sirius sounds delighted. Remus doesn’t take the bait, but you do, turning to find him looking at the flowers hanging limply from your grasp. “Doll, you shouldn’t have!”

“How could I resist,” you play along, letting go of Remus to ease one of the stems out from the rest. Sirius takes it from you happily. “They go so well with your outfits.” 

“More Remus’ than ours,” James notes, coming over. He’s even sweatier than the other two, but his excess energy seems mostly spent, “but I’m sure that’s only coincidence.” 

“Certainly,” Sirius agrees. “She’d never pick favorites. Say, babe, want me to sign something of yours?”

“She’s good,” Remus answers for you, tugging you closer and touching his lips to your brow. “I’ve got this one.” 

“I’ll bet you do.” James is grinning. He prods Remus’ shoulder, encouraging you both to follow him towards where the fans are waiting. “She may not pick favorites, but you will, is that right?” 

“Enough,” Remus says, but he’s still too happy to work up any real rancor. 

“Oh, I already know you’re gonna get an extra special autograph, doll,” Sirius teases. Your face starts to heat. “Likely when we see you tomorrow, he’ll have left you some even darker than a marker could do—” 

“Enough.” 

[lushaletta]

I have a question??? Could you do Fred Weasley x older sister Potter reader who's he's friends with and like headcanons of their relationship please and thank you

in good hands / fred weasley

pairing: fred weasley x fem!reader

content: mild swearing, older sister potter!reader

summary: being harry potter’s older sister is difficult. you hate watching your little brother get hurt both physically and emotionally, but fred happens to be a great protector.

a/n: MY FRED WEASLEY DEBUT!! george is my fav but fred is so arghghghgh hot. anywayyyy tysm for this request and i’m sorry i didn’t follow it to a t!! i was originally gonna do headcanons as requested but i kinda got in the zone… i do kinda like this pairing though so i may end up doing hcs eventually anyway! also my bad for this taking FOREVER i’ve been madly busy… love u folks

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Harry comes running into your room, soaked with both rain water and agitation. His broom is immediately tossed to the side and you can’t help but be concerned— you have a feeling you know what this is going to be about, and it’s not the first time.

“Harry?”

“So sick of it! I only try to help, you know? To make things better and no one ever gives a fuck! No gratitude or even kindness, after everything I’ve done.” Your face softens as he inches towards you, even being careful not to get your bed wet with his clothing.

“They’re still mad at you for losing the game? Are you serious?” You’re completely furious. Harry’s had the world on his shoulders since forever and his entire life is a tragedy. He can’t even play a school sport without being reamed for something that’s hardly his fault.

Peeling his jersey off, he crawls into your side and waits for your affection; the only thing he can count on when the world isn’t on his side.

“I tried to fix things, you know? Told Fletcher I was sorry but they’re still pissed, calling me a freak and saying all this crap about Voldemort.” You shush him and cradle his face in your arms. Your heart is breaking because how could anyone treat your baby brother like this, how could anyone see him as something less than precious?

His eyes shimmer but not with the sparkle of joy. They’re teary. “Fuck ‘em all. They’ll come around, Harry. They do eventually.”

It’s not fair what they do to him. He’ll mess something up and half the time it’s out of his control, and suddenly he’s public enemy number one. You’re usually there to help, and so are his friends like Hermione and Ron, but it can’t always be like this.

He’s okay after a while. You amp up the jokes and ruffle his hair and he’s okay. He has dinner with his group and you with yours. It’s a nice evening and all you can do is hope he’s forgetting everything wrong with the world. It seems like he is, because he’s tossing peanuts in the air and catching them in his mouth while Ron is laughing hysterically and Hermione is resting her hand on a judgemental expression.

“Oi, Weasley!” you say, and Fred whips his head towards you. “I’ve got something to ask. A favour.”

He perks up. You were asking him for a favour. He’s been waiting for his in since forever, but he wouldn’t let you know that. “Yeah?” he replies, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

A quick breath escapes your lips as you lean on him, lashes fluttering and a little grin settled on your face. He can look at you trying to be all persuasive without blushing. He’s stronger than this.

“How about.. you and George look after Harry? I’ve been worried about him, with the whole dementor thing. And after what happened last game, I can’t just sit from the stands and watch him get injured again knowing I didn’t do anything about it. Everyone’s pissed at him.”

Fred softens. His mind races, trying to come up with the cons of the request. He comes up empty. This was an excuse to talk to you more and, well, he already quite liked Harry, so that was no issue. And with your convincing doe eyes, how could he refuse?

He’s taking too long to respond and he knows it, but he can’t stop staring at your pretty face. You clear your throat, prodding for an answer. “Huh? Oh, yeah. The lad’s gonna be in good hands, m’lady,” he winks.

The roll of your eyes makes him smile. “Better make sure of it, Weasley.”

And to shut you up, he shoves a grape between your lips and you smack him across the arm.

From then on, Fred and George made sure no one got in Harry’s way. Someone messed with him, they messed with them. The twins were 190 and a half centimetres of beater strength and poking the bear was on no one’s to-do list, so Harry was pretty much set. Well, not entirely.

All Harry really wants to do is sit down and catch up on the pile of homework he’s missed for Chosen One duties, but some people take that as being haughty.

“Potter. You and your godforesaken hero complex. You think you’re untouchable? What’ll happen if I sock you in the face, huh? You think magic will—“

“Fuck around and find out.”

Finnick Lewis turns around. He immediately backtracks. “Hey, listen, man, I don’t want any trouble.” Fred didn’t miss the nasty glare that Lewis sent Harry on his way out. He’d take care of that one later.

The boy doesn’t really know what’s just happened or why, but he’ll take whatever he can get and he’ll be grateful for it. He mumbles out a thank you before scrambling to his room.

You’d seen Fred’s effort in protecting your brother. He’d done a damn good job at it too, because Harry hadn’t complained much about students in weeks. You’re glad you at least took that load off his shoulders.

“Tell you what, Weasley,” you say nonchalantly, unwrapping a chocolate.

He hums. It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon and he’s trying to finish up an essay. Lupin likes him just fine, but he’s definitely a tough grader.

“If you can make sure Harry’s perfectly uninjured after the next game, I’ll give you a kiss.”

Who cares about Lupin? Fred looks up at you instantly, suddenly feeling the velvet of the chair on his skin. “I’ll totally bite. How many seconds?”

You snort. “The kiss?” He nods. “3 seconds. 5 if I’m feeling generous.”

The essay is forgotten just like that.

The man moved the moon and sun to ensure Harry’s safety on his watch. Lewis and Fletcher had their tails between their legs after a few careful threats and actions to back them up, and Harry felt good. Safe. That’s all that mattered.

Monday arrives and the Quidditch stands are a sea of red and green with Gryffindor particularly antsy as Harry zooms around the pitch, Golden Snitch right within his view but not quite arms reach.

“Potter’s got his eye on the prize! I’ve got mine on too, Johnson looks impeccable in robes, I’ll tell you that much— Sorry, Professor.”

Fred’s holding his own, watching out for any foul play from the Slytherin Seeker whilst batting Bludgers. George is at his side, throwing them out and scoring right into Flint’s stomach.

“Wonderful play from Weasley! Not quite sure which one, but great nonetheless,” Lee says through the megaphone.

Fred’s just about to hit a Bludger into the opposing Keeper’s side, but he spots Harry in the corner of his eye being tailed by Higgs and there’s a nasty Slytherin Bludger coming right for him and he’s flying there immediately.

Harry’s so pumped with adrenaline and focus on the Snitch, he doesn’t even notice the ball coming straight to his nose. Godric knows that would leave a mark. Fred comes up and bats it away, nearly falling off his broom.

You’re watching from the stands in admiration and excitement and Fred can’t help but find you in the crowd. He sends you a wink from the pitch and a girl beside you seems to think it’s for her. You let it happen. You know who it belonged to.

Gryffindor emerges victorious, winning by two points and Harry’s crowd surfing, a big smile on his face as students chant his name. He doesn’t know how long the fame will last, but he doesn’t really care.

“You did good, Weasley,” you admit as Fred comes up beside you.

“Think I deserve my kiss now?”

In typical you fashion, you roll your eyes and pull him towards your face.

He thinks the kiss will be haste, but you melt into his lips and he does the very same. His arms snake around your waist and bring you impossibly closer and you relish in it. It’s embarrassing how much you’re grinning, but you can feel his smile too.

Catching your breath, “That was like 30 seconds. Now you gotta help Harry with his homework.”

[nonnieapple]

⛈☂ Strings☂⛈

 • (Marshall Lee x reader)  • r a t i n g: t e e n & u p • 2 4 2 5  w o r d s  • p o s t e d 24.09.2023     🌧 navigation  ☔️ SEQUEL • s u m m a r y: marshall likes snooping around, and you like peace and quiet.

The rain fell on the grasslands of Aaa and surrounding areas. The animals in the forests hid under trees, candy citizens ran into bars, and Marshall Lee floated high off the ground. 

  He floated to the empty Tree House. The willow branches dripped with cold water and glistened like rhinestones. He tapped on the glass. No one answered. Adjusting his jacket and turning invisible, he let himself in, prying the glass up with his claws. It opened with a slight screech. He flew in, shaking the raindrops off his leather jacket. 

  The water dropped to the wooden ground. He looked up and flinched, turning visible as he was met with a figure on the couch in the kitchen. 

  They held a left-handed guitar made of bone, decorated with worn stickers. They held a pick shaped like a heart as they strummed out chords of Francis Forver, strumming the e-string angrily each time they messed up, concentrating so hard it was almost intimidating. 

  Marshall floated above them as he zipped up one of his pockets.

  You jolted up, stopped playing, nearly dropped your guitar, and with wide eyes watched as some guy appeared in front of you. 

  He had mint skin, black hair wet from the rain, black and red eyes you never got used to, and an expression that confused you. Maybe fear, or worry. You screamed, and he did as well. It was Marshall Lee- kind of a friend of a friend with whom you occasionally crossed paths.   

  Kinda a person you thought was mad cool, but not someone you were close with. 

  "What are you doing here?" He asked. His voice was calm and bordering on deep. You hadn't heard him speak much, and it was startling. 

  You raised a brow.

  "I could ask you the same question!"   You jabbed. 

  He floated down, eyes staring at your instrument.

  "Nice guitar." He bent over to inspect it. You pulled away. His tone was between mocking and impressed. Personal space breached, raise the grimace shields. 

  He was acting quite calm. You were, too. Internally, though, you screamed, your heartbeat wild, hands drumming on your thighs.

  "Um... thanks? Did Fionna invite you over?" You changed your posture from a slouch to the straightest and stiffest pose known to Aaa. Even your tone was stiff. You weren't a person who was comfortable with others around, often becoming a robotic, clumsy mess, and you were even worse with people you barely knew. Cool people you barely knew? Instant death.

  "Nope."

   Your face flashed with concern. Marshall wasn't... malicious, but he was trouble, and glob forbid he dragged you into some antics. Can't a guy practice some guitar on a rainy afternoon?

   "As LSP would say, I'm crashing." He shrugged casually.

  You strummed your guitar. It was still connected to your demonic amp. The amount of demons you had to fight to get that thing was crazy. But it was worth it. The sound was clear, the controls were precise, and it sounded otherworldly, especially with deadstortion. 

  He floated near you and nearly stood on his feet. The silence hung in the air as your eyes drifted around the kitchen. 

  "Mind if I try?" He spoke gently, far more soft compared to his usual sass. It could be something he put on in front of groups of people. Or maybe your deer-in-headlights demeanor was enough to make even him more careful. 

  Your eyes fell on him and you folded your arms, not before gesturing to the instrument swiftly.

  "Uh no, go ahead." You nodded and raised your shoulders, tense. 

  Marshall scooped it into his arms. It fit great. His long fingers spanned across the frets nicely. He had hands made for playing guitar, and that made you envious. Even with practice, you couldnʼt reach so far. He positioned himself, floating mid-air. 

  Your face was a mix of curiosity and surprise. 

  "No pick? Just... fingers?" You raised a brow, the words coming out faster than you thought. He laughed lightly, and you flushed. 

  "I'm good with them." You choked on air as you sat stiffly, stifling a nervous laugh. If you were flushed before, now all your blood was definitely in your awkward face. 

  He strummed and his long ears perked up at the sound. 

   "You're left-handed?" He bit the edges of his black lips, positioning his fingers. He didn't need to take so long doing all that. He was stalling. Curious.

  "Not quite. A dragon tore off one of my left fingertips, so I can't hold down the frets without gross pain," You rambled quietly as you rested against the red cushions.

  He played what was definitely, unmistakably Misirlou. You had to close your mouth at the speed of his wrist. Looking at that shit was enough to give your wrist a sprain. 

  He lifted his hands, holding the guitar loosely as he stared in your general direction expectantly. You cleared your throat. 

  "You seem good at left-handed playing. I've only seen you play right before." Marshall's expression flashed disappointment for a second before returning to a chill one. 

  "I've had a thousand years to learn, if I couldn't play either,  that would be embarrassing." He smiled. Damn, that guitar suited him... 

  "Same with money... imagine being poor after like a thousand years..." You tapped on the table, lost in thought, partially about vampires, but mostly about a vampire. 

  "I can't, I own half of Aaa and my mom is the ruler of the Nightosphere. I used to own this Tree House!" He motioned to a part of the tree, and objects lifted to reveal an M carved into it. 

  "I remember that. I wasn't there but I heard about it." You nodded. 

  "Guess you've heard a lot about me?" He lifted his brows. 

  "Quite a- oooh. I get it." 

  "Get what?" A grin tugged at his lips.

  "That wasn't an actual question, was it?" You squinted up with a smug expression. 

  "Wow. Pretty and smart. Package deal," He said with the perfect delivery- just the right amount of casualness for the line to be missed unless you were paying attention. And you indubitably were; you dearly hoped he didn't notice and you came off as cool and mysterious. Your flush and rigidity betrayed your discomfort. 

  Marshall passed you your guitar, and you leaned on it with your elbow, brushing hair away from your face as you looked around the room, searching for something interesting. 

  Dishes. Fridge. Your shaky hands. Paintings. Tree bark. A bug in the corner. Inevitably, your eyes fell back on Marshall. Your attention jumped from his clothes to his hair, to his inhuman features. 

  "Why are you staring?" You blanched and your expression fell. You met his eyes. If you looked down you'd be even more suspicious. 

  "Sorry, I didn't mean to. Your eyes are...." You trailed off. Shit. You weren't looking at his globdamn eyes, but you weren't about to say "Nice cock, bro". 

  "Horrifying? Demonic?" You swore he floated closer to you. You recoiled, pursing your lips. 

  "Interesting."

  Good save, idiot.

  His arrogant little facade faded, replaced by tired disappointment. 

  "It's also interesting how you're already tall but still float."

  He shrugged.

  "Alright, I'll bite." He stood on the ground. You finally got a good look at his frame and height, and man was that good look good. Every part of him was long and slim, from his ears to his eyes and fingers, and who else knows what. You slapped yourself internally at the thought. 

   He sat down next to you, setting his right calf onto his left thigh. He inclined his head. 

  "Not literally." He flashed the tips of his fangs. He fished a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, turning to you and slicking back his drying hair.

   "You want some?"

  You grimaced. 

   "No. and you shouldn't smoke inside. And this shit is bad for your vocal health." The rain still raged on, yet it felt like a calming ambiance when in the comfort of the Tree House. 

  "Aww, come on. Just once," He beckoned sweetly, nearing your face, feigning demonic puppy eyes. You shook your head. He set them down on the couch, as well as a red lighter. So much of his stuff was red. It was like if you had everything made outta food. 

  "It's like murder. It's a slippery slope."

  You bounced your leg, checking your phone. You scrolled through your notifications. As empty as your heart. 

  "Sometimes I check my messages and realize just how bitchless I am..." 

  "Can't relate. I have lots of friends and messages...." He spread his arms over the backboard, gesturing in the air as his eyes wandered. He had a real soulful expression, as though he was speaking of glob itself. 

  Marshall dropped his arms, sighed, and frowned. 

  "Okay, yeah, I don't have anyone close to me. Sure I hang out with people but I'm kind of a loner," He admitted quietly, reminiscent of your insecure and anxious tone. 

  "You saw me earlier. I'm not much of a loner as much as I am a loser..."

  "That's where we're different. But together we make a lone loser." He gestured to his unbeating heart, speaking like a damn motivational speaker. You smiled. 

  "Perfect."

  A silence lingered. If not for the raging storm out, you would've heard the caw of a cyclops crow. 

  The silence turned strange as you made prolonged eye contact. Your proximity sent you into a fever. He didn't have any warmth- it felt like you had stolen all of it at once. 

  You tore your gaze away, opening up a portal with your pick and putting your guitar in. Marshall's eyes widened and he jerked in surprise. 

  "Where did that go?!" His voice strained against serenity. 

 "Uhhh I put it in its case. Between the Nightosphere-" You lifted your hand. 

  "The Nightosphere?" He interrupted with worry. 

  "-And the deadworlds. Let me finish." You readjusted yourself, unamused. 

  "Oh, I'll let you finish alright. Not like that. Are you finished?" 

  Your mouth was agape. 

  "You made that a lot worse than it was. Yes, I'm done." 

  You would never forget the awkwardness that plagued you throughout that whole interaction. It would forever be embedded in your cringing bones. 

  You browsed on your phone, refreshing your conversation with Fionna. No updates. Not even a bad meme. Sad. 

  Your arms rested on the table as you set your phone face down. You contemplated making tea. 

  "Why haven't we talked much before?"

  That was a difficult question. You braced yourself as you turned your head to him just a tad. 

   "Honestly? I was... afraid of you. Not because of the demon vampire thing," You quickly defended yourself. 

  "That's surprising..." Marshall mumbled.

  "Sorry." He raised his arms defensively. 

  "But because you're... I'm gonna sound stupid." You laid face down and laughed nervously, in sync with the drops hitting the windows. 

  "I doubt that. You're not Fionna." 

  The corners of your mouth tilted up, and you shot the vampire a dirty look. 

  "Shut up!" You laughed hollowly, surprised by his little joke. 

   He gave you a tight-lipped smile. 

   "You're cool, and I thought you were better than interacting with someone like me." The words did sound stupid coming out of your mouth. The thoughts were completely irrational. 

  "Someone with mutual interests and more to talk about than hacking monsters or angry exes?" He quirked a brow. 

  "I'm not trying to rationalize it. Also, I have plenty of exes to talk about." You raised your phone. 

  Marshall's face was practically begging you to not. 

  "Please don't."

   "Fine. You're safe. For now. One was a demon." You glared at a picture of them with you. He peeked over your shoulder. 

  "That's interesting...."

  "You said not to talk about it." You leaned on your palm, feigning disinterest. 

  "I take it back, come on! Don't leave me hanging," He asked desperately, ghosting his black claws over your now upright back. You shuffled away. 

  "You'll have to beg-"

  Your phone buzzed. You hummed with displeasure, reading the message right away. 

  "Glob. You gotta go, Fionna will be here soon," You urged as you stood up, straightening out your clothes and stretching as you paced around the room. Marshall paused for a second and decided to stand up. 

  "You're right. No fun getting caught." He shoved his hands into his pockets, walking to the window. You watched his movements carefully as he opened up the window, putting his foot on the ledge, and floating, defying gravity. 

  As he left, you were hit with a lot of. A lot. Just, a lot.  

  You put the kettle on the stove, sitting on the counter, relaxing, finally. 

  You had always... wanted to hang out with him, but, damn, you didn't think it'd happen. And he wasn't as intimidating as he came off! You felt all funny inside, still absolutely high off the adrenalin of it all. When you saw him appear it was like your body got restarted. 

  The water began to boil, and you poked at dry leaves of colorful tea. 

  You were surprised as Marshall flew back in. You didn't have time to process a thing. He observed you as you lounged with owlish eyes. He picked up his lighter and cigarettes. He hadn't looked away.

  "Forgot these." He glanced from the objects to you. He headed for the window again. He hesitated. 

  "These aren't tobacco, you know." 

  You raised your brows. He flew out as the front door rattled and Fionna and Cake yelled loudly. You waved to Marshall, only to see that he was gone, and the window was open. 

  You sat like a statue with a mystified gaze. 

  The kettle whistled and Fionna waved her hand in front of your face.

  Did you fumble or did you fumble hard? Maybe if you had taken the offer, something else would be ha...

  "Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost," Cake frowned, poking your knee. You moved the kettle and Fionna turned off the stove. 

  "No, I saw a... yep, saw a ghost. A cool ghost," You replied breathlessly and somewhat robotically as you finally managed to focus on the two. You poured hot water from the kettle into your favorite mug. It had a cat on it. Dropping tea leaves into the water, you watched as the leaves seeped a bright ruby, and swirled with darker, near-black swirls. 

  Rain still poured outside, albeit it was far calmer than previously. You hoped Marshall was fine. 

  You held up two more mugs. You smiled awkwardly. 

  "Anyone want tea?" 

[sootrootdoot]

do u ever have mild existential crises over the fact that pennywise is one of your comfort characters? i hope i'm not the only one 🥺✧⁠*⁠。

YEah :( all the time :(

like im so amped about pennywise so i just sit there like.. amped. I get it, we need a pennywise support group fr fr.

[g-xix]

Sidemen x Harry Potter [alternate Universe]

Vikkstar123!HP au where Vik's the only one that completely understands charms, and literally has to host mass tutoring and study groups within the library for his six other housemates who are (nearly all) dreadfully failling

W2S!HP au where Harry's the only one that's ever had a fight with the whomping willow and won (don't ask how.) and is notorious for it within school - in his first year, mind you - which gained all older house members' respect and made him Hogwarts' favourite first year.

Tobjizzle!HP au whereby Tobi stocks up on Honeydukes sweets every weekend so that he can come back and sell them for a higher price to the younger years at Hogwarts who aren't allowed to go to Hogsmeade yet, and don't realise that they're being scammed.

And Zerkaa!HP au whereby he's the one who initially had the idea of reselling Honeydukes sweets, and thus makes a 20% profit of all income earned by Tobi. 

Miniminter!HP au where he at first got bullied by older years for a whole host of reasons - but JJ was the boy from another house who first stuck up for him and scared everyone else away from bullying Simon - with the help of his bruised knuckles and menacing Londoner demeanour which scared all the older years away, as well as providing Simon with his first real (and best) friend.

KSI!HP au where JJ's the robust, muscular beater on the Quidditch team that all the girls swoon for whilst he's playing on the pitches and then celebrating with his shirt off in the changing rooms and back at the house common room party - yet is also the one to have had his first kiss and first time with his tall blonde best-mate.

Behzinga!HP au where Ethan was the first to locate the kitchens. And become the second beater for the team, him n JJ being the notoriously unstoppable force that was Gryffindor Quidditch Team.

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Wow super weird post featuring a lil hint of Minishaw, different considering I never write gay ships but this felt kinda cute innit

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[thesweetestdevotion]

Stella ure readings on enhy are amazing im surprised u don’t know the group😭😭😭 I’ve seen many other ppl requesting this ask so I hope it’s ok if u want to do a tarot open on it but how would Heeseung from enhypen act /behave around his crush and pursue them?

I’ve seen a bunch of these readings about another member but haven’t seen any on him😭💔

If u have time to do this it would be rlly appreciated!🥹❤️

heyy!

Heeseung Enhypen around his Crush:

Dice: Venus, 9th House, Aries

Tarot: Four of Swords Reversed, Knight of Wands Reversed, The Sun Reversed, King of Swords, Six of Swords Reversed, Nine of Coins Reversed, Ace of Coins, Two of Cups, Eight of Swords Reversed, Seven of Coins Reversed

Okay, so i feel like he's a bit of a mess lol. There is a lack of confidence in him, so when it comes to pursuing his person of interest he sort of adopts a facade of over-confidence, especially pertaining to showing off his wealth and priviledge. With his dice i do see a propensity to over-indulge in luxuries and show them off. The nine of coins reversed, ace of coins, seven of coins reversed, all point out that this person uses the things in his life that hold value (money, fame, priviledges, etc...) to amp up his attractiveness. I think there is a lack of confidence in his personality and desirability so he feels like he needs to show off other things in his life to attact love. It's kinda sad because i do feel like he's relationship material, he's not hiding an ugly or mean persona beneath it all. He's loving and he sees the worth and value in many things, including people. It just feels like there is a deep sadness within him that can affect how he navigates a crush situation. I think he'd be very good with his words, lots of flattery and compliments. But he'd feel sort of lighthearted and lacking in depht because he's hiding so many things. This can make him very anxious and self conscious. I think his persona as a celebrity also affects this. Maybe he feels he needs to show up in that exact same way when trying to woo someone, but this can hold him back. He needs to build up trust before he's able to release all these anxieties and negative feelings, so he's the type to prefer close relationships. Idk why but im getting he might prefer to crush on people he already knows like friends or colleagues, just because there is already a sense of closeness there even if its only a little. This sort of gives him the leverage he needs so that he doesnt have to overcompensate or anything. I tries to ask if there was any specific reasons why he acts this way when crushing lol but there were no cards or messages! seems like he'd rather keep that quiet hehe i repect it!! so no more info sorry!

Hope you guys like it!! i think ive almost done all the enhypen boys so far if im not mistaken! theyre a fun lot!

[thelibrarydemon]

Jaytim fic idea

So, this has been bouncing around my head for a while now and not going anywhere, so I thought I could throw it out here where more creative minds might make something out of it.

Like, Urban Fantasy AU. Magic and Mythic Creatures are nothing unusual, live alongside humans and so on.

And like, one night on patrol Red Hood encounters a group Traffickers trying to take a little (like the size of a lage dog, or maybe a pony) Dragon in his territory. They already got it muzzled and injured and so Jason does the usual and beats them up and so on. When the fight is over, he approaches the cornered, hissing Dragon and eventually manages to calm it down, frees it of the muzzle and takes care ofit's injuries.

Meanwhile, Tim Drake, Boy Wonder and, at the moment a very terrified adolescent Dragon, wonders how it's possible for the new crime lord, heads-in-a-duffelbag Red Hood, to be oh so kind and Robin-like. And, wait a sec, he actively saves people? So Tim goes back out there to investigate the next few nights, but not as Robin, bc like Red Hood still hates the Bats and all.

That, dear fellows, is where I got no idea how to continue.

Does he save Jason in turn? Does he have to reveal his identity while doing so?

Or does he instead bond a little with Red Hood while figuring out the mystery that he is, bc he is literally nothing (almost) like how Batman says he is.

And I have no idea where JayTim fits in there and how that would go, only that I would like it to be.

And yea, I am totally ignoring the severity of the Lazarus Pit and it's effects. But, like in this instance it only amps up his emotions, especially and mostly his anger and drowns out rationality I figure.

Soo, there u have it, have fun I guess, and sorry if there's any grammar/spelling mistakes, English is not my first language.

[earlysunshines]

I want to share some irl moments that happened to me that might give you some inspo for fics UEBRKEHSGWHW (this is pretty long btw also a bit tmi SORRY WUSGEU)

First of, our laundry pipe(thats directly connected to the washing machine) bursted right after my parents left for work one day, leaving me with a flooded laundry area and half of the first floor ☠️ obv idk what to do so I stared for a good minute at the open pipe spewing water before running and almost tripping to close the water.(i was panicking, the cats were panicking, stuff were floating) coincidentally, my gf was coming over that day to make out hangout for the day, so we spent the afternoon scooping up water, drying stuff, and getting the pipe fixed. It wasnt an ideal situation, but it definitely prepared us for future situations 😅😅

Another happened last weekend, i was at a friends houseparty (these friends were from vball camp for refs) and we got kinda drunk 🫣🫣 Im a very clingy drunk(and just enjoy phytouch in general) and the friends there also love phy touch which gets amped up with the alcohol. I kinda started telling them how my friends ( class friend group) all hated physical touch and how I was really touch starved 😭 and that I havent seen my gf in weeks which made it worse. And so I spent the rest of the evening either being hugged or cuddled by one of them, having my head caressed while laying on their lap (literal made me almost cry) or had someone on my lap while we gossiped. One of them is my neighbor and we spent the walk home holding hands (imagine a big tall gay guy holding hands with an equally tall masc girl) 😭😭

I kinda envision the 2nd one with reader hanging out with nwjns (ESPECIALLY DANI) and them being like my friends 🤗🤗

used the first part as inspo for this fic!!

THANK U FOR THESSEEE THWYRE SO XUTE YOUR LIFE IS SO SILLY AND FUN AND ugghh i miss having a s/o but also not but also hearing this yeah A lot LOL

anyways idc if asks r long like genuienly don’t worry and plus this was so fun to read LOL

have already brainstormed smth w the second part of the ask and will work on it when i have time and brainpower LOL thank u again!!! hope u enjoy the fic based on the first part and i’m glad you managed to manage the whole situation with the pipe being broken and whatnot T-T

[6rookie-writer0110]

Hey long time no request lol can you please do a valkyrae (streamer) x male reader smut who’s also a streamer and is dating her and are friends with people like AMP, RDC, SomeBros, and Alpharad so they all go to the streamer awards and he wins like a lifetime achievement thing and they’re whole friend group goes including 100 thieves then they go home early and celebrate but having sex then taking a bath together then falling asleep thank u

It has lol. Yeah i can write it 👍

[jackies-ear]

Teacher wrote tomorrows schedule on the board but didnt put up when were doing my bday (which for the record I 👏DONT👏 WANT👏 TO 👏DO👏) which means itll be a surprise which is so fucking much worse

Like the last week or so has just been

Teacher: when do u wanna celebrate ur bday!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳What do u wanna do!!!!!!🤩🤩🤩🤩

Me: no. i dont.

Her: 😢🥺 but its ur bday ☹️😢

Were only doing an outside school thing bc its another friends bday and we decided to do a joint thing, so i said im not doing sunday mornings (not missing dance) but like everything else is just gonna be whatever she (or the group) wants. Only doing in school thing bc shes gotten all the kids amped up abt it and they also get all sad when i say i dont want to do anything/dont have plans like not everyone celebrates their birthday fuck off and stop asking me abt it

[melioriverse]

ZARA HC'S PLEASE, zara is so mecore honestly, also are u gonna write chpt 10??!??!?!?!?!?! (/j take ur time)

i promise im cooking up good shit… (side eyeing the blank doc i have labeled chap 10) i promise (lying through my teeth)

anyway zara my bbg do these count as hcs if im the creator or is it more of fun facts idk anyway here are hcs from the discord server!

she collects guitar picks and likes to coordinate them with her outfit or what vibes she’s feeling that day

also bites some of her guitar picks subconsciously (someone get her a chew fidget toy or something)

adhd

theater kid (she WILL burst into some musical act randomly)

kpop girl group fan!!

ALSO a hardcore metalhead

may or may not have had a Twilight phase

loves cats

voice occasionally cracks especially when she’s laughing hard

during sound check she likes to put the amp up all the way and then strum her guitar whenever Finn talks to piss him off

gossips with Soren

affection: grabbing your hand and pretending to bite it aggressively or nomming your shoulder. in a feral cat sort of way.

theres more but im eepy and running on 2hrs of sleep and a shit ton of coffee so ill write out more when there is more

everyone else this is your sign to send me more asks

[torialefay]

First of all I want to compliment your amazing work with the readings about Bang Chan, they are impeccable! You are an amazing writer! If it’s no trouble, can I get a comparability reading with Chan? Pretty please? I am a Taurus sun, Aries Rising, Sagittarius Moon, Taurus Venus, Mars in Virgo.

Thanks a lot for your time <3

thank you soooo much for the kind words! you don’t even know how good i feel after hearing that, and how much it makes me want to write more! and yes, i got you honey!!! ❤️ i hope you like :)

Aries Ascendant & Sun in Taurus:

I actually wanted to pair these 2 together because I think they’re a great combo to have! With this combination (without knowing house placements and such), it seems as though you would have a calm, more reserved “real” personality, but definitely know how to amp it up and “perform” around other people. This isn’t at all a bad thing, but it can bring about confidence in your life that you wouldn’t have otherwise. I see you as someone who takes on a lot of work (more than u should tbh), but is always able to push through until it’s completed. One thing I’d note for this too though is that you MAY have a low attention span or you can come across as having flights of ideas which can be hard for others to follow along with sometimes… even if they make complete sense to you. In my eyes, people with this combo are very smart and they know that. If you don’t then you should! You can realllly push through tough situations and would make one hell of a leader.

I think this is a good combo for Chan personally. I see it playing out as: on the exterior or to the press, you would be one hell of a power couple. You both are go-getters and can achieve anything together. But when hanging out with friends, the two of you would be more likely to seem as the reliable, fun couple of the friend group. Real “mom and dad who never really wanna grow up but could also be some badass parents” vibes. More than likely, you’d be the social, stable couple of the friend group.

Moon in Sagittarius:

With this placement, you probably highly value your relationships with others, fun experiences in life, and a sense of self-sufficiency or independence. You NEED all of these things to feel reach fulfillment in the world. Most likely, you have a positive outlook on life.

There are good and bad aspects of this combo with Chan’s Moon in Libra. For the good, you both meet on a fundamental level of wanting to see people for who they really are. This can bring a beauty and overall feeling of positivity to a relationship. Again, I think you would both highly value the friendships that you had as other couples and would attend events together often. Some places where things could get rocky is in your need for freedom, though Channie is someone that needs constant reassurance. He may even become too clingy for you at times. If you like clingy, then that’s cool too, but I do see things coming to a point in the relationship where you feel like you need a “break” for a minute OR that Chan catches onto the fact that you still need to have your own individuality aside from the relationship, and he fixes this by holding in how he really feels.

BUT the way he communicates in conflict due to his Mars in Sag would really resonate with you and I see you two being able to work things out quickly since you’d understand in the deepest parts of you how he’s feeling when he’s being reactionary.

Venus in Taurus:

I see your pairing with Chan going one of two ways in this case. I’ll lay it out:

1. One area you MAY struggle would be balancing the physical world with the spiritual world in love. If you’ve read my Venus in Scorpio post for Chan, then you know that he pours a lottttt of emotion into love and sex. For some Venus Taurus, this can get overwhelming at times, especially if they’re not in the headspace to have such a mental game involved. While there are times that Chan will want to have just meaningless sex, it isn’t as often as the alternative. He underestimates how taxing this can be on someone else. You may come to a point where you have to discuss with him that sometimes the physicality of it has to overcome the emotions tied into it.

2. ORRR, since I think you have compatibility in other areas, its possible that this is something you all could work through and could actually lead to a fun, varied time in the bedroom. You just need to remind Chan to live in the real world sometimes, and other times, feel free to get carried away in your own little world.

Mars in Virgo:

This is an okay combo I believe! Although at first glance Mars in Virgo and in Sag for Chan may not seem compatible, I think considering the rest of your chart, it could actually work out just fine. The way I interpret this is that you tend to like things done in a certain way, but this probably also stems from the fact that you take on too much than you should. You don’t usually blow up about things, but you do like some stability in your life. When things change drastically, like Chan having to change plans last minute or having to be gone for extended periods of time, it can get under your skin at times. He holds things in a lot, but can explode if things come to a boil. You are good at resolving things though. Since you also have a Moon in Sag, I think you all would be able to relate well to each other and you would be understanding of his outbursts to help him work through them. You would also both need to work on explaining your emotions instead of keeping them in.

[skeetlebeetle]

ok guise here’s my portfolio!! i had things in there that i alr posted recently so i’m leaving them out of this post but if u want 2 see em reeeeeally bad then check out my archive for #art (cleverly titled, ik)

u know what i gotta do now..

[banghwa]

I know this is never gonna happen but still. I’m on my hands and knees, big hit producers please dust off those live instruments from the basement, buy new strings for the guitars, check the amps PLEASE use a base guitar or an electric guitar while working with jk!!! he’s amazing in pop and I’m sure I’m gonna enjoy whatever he puts out but I’d start climbing the walls if I hear him in anything alternative… like I get that entertainment companies aren’t really gonna let idols create outside of pop (other than like rnb) they are pop music artists and ent. companies are revenue driven so ofc they don’t want to risk a flop when they can make safe pop music that consistently gets the numbers but idk… it kinda feels like a loss that most kpop artists can’t really experiment with their identity as a musician and be experiential with their sound… anyways i just think id be cool to hear jks vocals in a pop punk setting lol I didn’t mean to ramble so much

THISSSSS LITERALLY THIS i know its never gonna happen but seeing jk play around with that bass in that one memories video i think wtv like that shit changed my life GIVE HIM SMT INTERESTING!!!!! give him smt messy could u imagine how he'd sound with a dirtyyyyy muddy guitar tone. like he does GREAT pop he does! and i dont blame him for wanting to stick to it bcs he's so good for it and its a sound that he likes to listen to himself. but if he did anything slightly grungy i think the planets' axis would shift like. lots of idol groups try to push what kpop means n its what bts used to do too when they werent as big and they werent being toyed around like a catch-all brand instead of an artistic project 🙄. idk i think bts have this rly great opportunity to not play it gp safe all the time given they have such a unique position rn where anything they do will get attention. and u can tell some of them rly want to push that boundary and its great that they have the platform to do so in a safe way so i just think jungkook deserves that same exploration process! they shouldnt be scared of it!! let jk make rock music !!!!!!!!!

[aestherin]

hi bhie sana kinakaya pa natin kc nasesense ko na u r going through it 🥲 kaya ang message ko sa'yo ay kaya mo yan!!!

skl may career orientation kami bukas pero ayoko umattend!! andami pa naman naming group projects at assignments 🤸🤸

even tho we're goin through it and it makes u feel alone just know that i would die for u����😩😩

KAKAYANIN!! kailangan😩 KAYANIN MO RIN!!🤧❤️

also ong beh legit di talaga worth it sa time career orientations esp pag tapos na college apps like?? nugagawen HHAAHHA amp required ung amin dati nagcheck ng attendance shuta (ung f2f di ko inattendan💀 HAHAHA)