omg this IS so nineties indian college girl core (source, my mom’s foray into ayn rand’s writing when she was trying to improve her english in mechanical engineering)
2nd Snippet from sort-of untitled ABO mated fic. Mark me down for sad and sassy.
“He would have never hurt you, Harry. Never.”
“Yeah - yeah, that’s what you say, that’s what Bellatrix said, Regulus too. And maybe he wouldn't have, maybe he panicked, maybe it was something harmless. But you know how I feel? When all his friends tell me he would never have hurt me, or his child? I don’t give a shit, the spell, whatever was going to come out of his mouth - it doesn’t matter, that he hesitated - doesn’t matter.” Harry shakes his head, bites his lip, skin tight and shaking.
“Harry-“ He won’t listen to placation a moment longer, his eyes harden on his exhale, slicing Barty’s words apart.
“What matters is that he raised his wand to begin with.”
This month has kind of a short playlist ngl, but maybe I'll end up adding more to it as the days roll on. This month has been weird so far I'm not gonna lie, but not the bad kind of weird if that makes any sense. Very liminal. I had some very dull moments and some very high stakes ones. I've been drinking a lot more coffee and spending a lot more time in front of my computer; I guess that's the best way to describe it. Either way, hope everyone had a good valentines day, i know i did! i ate some discounted chocolate and did my annual high school musical rewatch 👍