#and that's not even all of my hogwarts mystery headcanons

[indigobackfire]

The thing is, Ben will never be a dating option, he was never going to.

Outside of Tumblr, outside of a small bubble of shippers, the fandom doesn't like Ben, they never did.

The fandom also doesn't like Ismelda, the increase of her presence in semi-recent content is odd and, in my opinion, thanks to some writer in JC taking a liking to her and exploring her arc.

They both feel like loose threads in MC's story - bc as much as it sounds silly, it is MC's story - as of late with the inclusion of our dank cursed father and the "conclusion" of avenging Rowan's death and "finishing" the vaults. This is a way ---albeit a bad one--- of trying to sorta tie their arcs without putting any effort into solving their personal struggles --- Ben has unresolved PTSD and anger issues, Ismelda is prideful and a bully, and that's just the start of it for both.

If through struggles in their relationship we see them recognizing and working their way through those issues, then the pairing will be a good thing. But, let's be honest, at this point in the story is not happening, so this is just a shortcut into avoiding solving what's at fault with them as characters (and in their writing) then it's just cheap.

In on its own, shipping them isn't bad nor is it disliking it, it's all those variables that make it sour.

[hp-hcs]

yanxidarlings here~ literally screamed when i saw you followed me because your writings were the direct inspiration for my latest post 💖 but im curious to see your take on yandere! poly! mattheo and theodore with m! reader or just more poly headcanons because i am never. going. to. get. enough. of. them

OH MY FUCKING GOD UR KIDDING I WAS THE ANON WHO REQUESTED UR LATEST POST

IM FEELING STARSTRUCK RN 🙇‍♂️👑

requests open, please dear god

Yk, reader is (lovingly) so fucking oblivious

Like, his friends will be like “hey you’re getting pretty close with like, the two most obsessive and violent guys at this school aha”

And reader will be like “lol they’re so silly goofy aren’t they 😌”

Inspired purely by your “you know people think we're gay and dating, right?” “aren't we?” I present:

“you know people think we’re gay and dating, right?” “aren’t we?” — yandere! mattheo riddle x oblivious! male! reader x yandere! theodore nott

completely unedited cause i gotta sprint to my lecture broski

TWs: possessive/obsessive behavior, brief mentions of violence, one instance of slut-shaming (?)

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Honestly, you thought nothing of it when you were informed that due to “space issues” you were being moved to room with The Theos™. You just shrugged and followed the very anxious house-elf who had informed you of the switch to your new room.

Your trunk and belongings were there already, waiting to be set up and organized. Mattheo and Theo were hovering in the doorway looking a bit too pleased with the situation for comfort.

You just quietly said “hi” and moved past them, dumping your school bag on your new bed and flopping down next to it.

Theo and Mattheo practically trip over themselves rushing to “befriend” you. (Their words, not mine)

You all share a dorm, so it wasn’t long before they realized the other was obsessed with you.

Then, it’s all out war.

I’m talking mysterious falls down the moving stairs, getting locked out of the dorm all night, randomly being chased by bludgers—even when they aren’t playing.

Random fistfights between them whenever they see each other in the halls.

That all goes out the window, though, when reader is asked out.

Reader comes back to his dorm after a long day and finds The Theos sitting side-by-side on the edge of the his bed.

“When were you going to tell us that you became the class whore?” Mattheo drawled, his lips thinning in disapproval and disgust.

“W-what?” You ask, completely taken aback.

“We heard that little Y/N L/N’s got himself a date to the Yule Ball,” Theodore adds. “Who is it? That Parkinson girl? The Diggory boy?”

“Wh- no. I said no anyways.”

The boys scrutinize you, exuding an air of judgement.

Finally, Theodore pipes up. “Good boy.”

😳

“Aww, what’s this? Look, Riddle. Y/N’s blushing,” Theodore teases.

They make a quick mental note of that 📝

Anyways, they eventually find out who asked you out. They call a ceasefire on their own personal war, and team up to beat the shit out of the poor guy/girl.

After that, babycakes, if they didn’t already know before, everyone at Hogwarts now knows that you are TAKEN. (Even though you don’t.)

They tolerate each other, but just barely. They can really only stand each other when you three all curl up in one of your beds or on the common room couch.

Then, they’re the clingiest mfs you’ve ever met.

They have absolutely no sense of a personal space bubble. One of them is always touching you in some way, whether it be holding your hand, resting a hand on your hip or shoulder, putting their hand on your lower back…

Theodore charmed your chair in History of Magic to be impossible to move, so you can’t scoot away from him.

If you’re relaxing on the couch in the common room, Mattheo will move to sit right next to you (like r i g h t next to you) and put your legs in his lap. He tried once before to get you to just sit in his lap, but you told him no (like an idiot) and avoided him for the rest of the day. That is, until you woke up to him in your bed next to you.

Homeboy was not happy about that.

He is manipulative as fuck and will gaslight you to no end. He uses his shitty childhood and bad father to get you to pity him.

(It works.)

It’s obviously disconcerting for you when your boyos go from ‘actively out for each other’s blood’ to ‘eh, you’re fine, i guess’

You guys were watching a movie in your dorm one night, all piled onto your bed, and they accidentally fell asleep there. They woke to you already gone for breakfast and them with their arms around each other.

“If you ever bring this up again, I’ll kill you.”

“Oh, believe me, they’d never find your body.”

They become way more open about their attraction to you, everything from kissing your cheek, to making you wear their clothes (esp their jerseys with their last name on them), to asking you your ring size.

I completely agree with your headcanon of Mattheo neck kisses 😩🤌

Eventually though, because you are an oblivious gay disaster, you’re just chilling on the couch and you’re like “Hey guys, you know everyone thinks we’re gay right? And like, all dating each other?”

“What, like we aren’t?”

y/n: 😳🤨☺️🏳️‍🌈👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

[ahlyasimps]

Sebastian Sallow Headcanons

A/N: Prefer the way I wrote these headcanons to my Ominis ones.

✧ Totally the type to drag you out on some adventurous dates. Sebastian is a thrill-seeker who loves exploring dangerous places, so he might take you on a midnight broomstick ride to the forbidden forest or hocus pocus your way through a poacher camp. He might also challenge you to a game of Quidditch or suggest sneaking out of Hogwarts to visit a nearby village.

✧ Despite his daredevil and bullheaded nature, Sebastian is also a bookworm who enjoys reading about ancient magic and history. He needs to find a cure for Anne after all and some of the books he read genuinely sparked a passion for reading in him. He might take you to the Hogwarts library and show you his favourite books, or ask you about your opinion on wizarding history and magical beasts.

✧ Sebastian is known to be a shameless flirt and someone who can charm the pants off anybody but it’s a mask to hide a boy desperate to protect those he holds dear. This might make it challenging to get to know him at first. However, as you spend more time together, he might reveal his deeper thoughts and emotions, giving you a glimpse into his complex personality.

✧Sebastian has a sarcastic sense of humor and a love for puns/dad jokes, which can be both hilarious and infuriating at the same time. He enjoys banter and witty exchanges, and he loves to make his partner laugh.

✧ Sebastian is interested in the darker aspects of magic, he taught himself the Unforgivables after all. He needs someone who can understand this and not hesitate to pull him back when he goes too far. This could lead to some interesting conversations or debates about the ethics of magic (”how is a painless death from Avada Kedavra banned but burning someone alive with incendio isnt?” he likes to say). You’re the best person for this after all since the Unforgivables aren’t as taboo for someone so new to this magical world. He feels like he can have a genuine conversation with someone about it without being painted as the bad guy straight away.

✧ Despite his chill demeanor, Sebastian is fiercely loyal to his friends and loved ones. He might joke around and tease you in public, but he'll defend you and stand by your side when it counts. He might also show his protective side by teaching you defensive spells in the Undercroft or offering to walk you back to your dormitory after a late-night adventure. He refuses to let even a scratch land on you.

✧ Sebastian is a bit of a romantic at heart, even if he doesn't always show it. He might surprise you with a handmade gift, a poem he wrote just for you (which is about as bad as you’d expect it to be), or a surprise date that he planned with meticulous attention to detail. He wants to make you feel special and appreciated, even if he doesn't always know how to express it.

✧ Ultimately, dating Sebastian would be a whirlwind of adventure, mystery, and complex emotions, with plenty of opportunities for growth and exploration.

[thebunnybabyblog]

"Tear you apart" 18+ Snape x reader

This is just pure smut so be warned! No one under the age of 18 should venture any further! Run away now you are not welcomed to read this please go play roblox or something :)

Age is not told in this but reader is 18+, Snape is whatever age your headcanon prefers. This is a female oriented one shot so specific terms will be said here that apply to that! Also don't even say a thing about her nickname this is soooo not a shamless insert for myself, def not 👀

the song "tear you apart" by she wants revenge is what inspired me to write this. please listen bc god it makes my head go brrrrrrrrr when i listen to it lol with that please enjoy and tell me what you thought! lots of love! 💕

Potions had always been your best subject. There was just something about the skill and craftsmanship that made you feel so compelled to learn as much as you could. It was like art and science all in one. The precision and dedication that it took to make something with so much value to the wizarding world was vastly impressive to you, but what really sealed the deal was the man that had taught you all that you knew.

Severus Snape was a god to you. The poised mysterious genius who seemed to be able to look death right in his eyes and laugh in annoyance. The way he just glided around school with so much power and command sent shivers down your spine. Always wanting to be in his good graces and never a means of annoyance like most students. You wouldn’t call yourself a know it all teacher's pet who would tattle acting as the school yard spy but truly as an admirer and helping hand.

You made it clear that you admired, appreciated and respected him and his immense wealth of knowledge. It’s not like you didn’t respect all of your professor's knowledge because you really did but he was just different? Part of it was how bad you felt from the vast amount of disrespect he received. Of course you understood that kids are difficult to look past tone and attitude but if you did your work and listened when he spoke and spoke only kind words to him, he was kind to you.

Over the 7 years at Hogwarts you grew a pretty decent relationship with him. Of course it wasn’t like you skipped down the hall hand-in-hand but he had gained a level of trust and mutual respect for you. To the point he had offered you to be an assistant of sorts to him, nothing major but since you had expressed after graduation you wanted to work at being a professional potioneer and owning your own shop one day, he let you come two to three days a week and help him with different tasks. It would always be a surprise that day on what you were doing. It could be organizing and taking stock of the store room, observing and taking notes of class projects of lower grades that were brewing (as some potions could take days or weeks to brew) or even grading first to third year assignments. All the while you'd be free to ask questions and just chat really.

You had really cherished these meetings but your social group really never understood why you were even wanting to be there. For them it seemed like a punishment.

“You had to organize the storeroom?!? What did you do wrong to have to do that??” They’d exclaim in shock and then be in total disbelief when you said,

“It wasn't a punishment, it was actually quite fun! He showed me some rare ingredients that you can only get on a full moon on the tallest mountain in the Himalayas every 6 1/2 years!”

None of it ever seemed like a chore; it was an honor. This man, with such great skill, had taken you even the tiniest bit under his wing. I guess people just couldn’t understand how such a bright and bubbly person would want to spend time in a dark gloomy dungeon with the dungeon bat himself. But you knew he was just misunderstood and it didn’t help that you found him to be the most beautiful man you had ever laid your eyes on.

To you he was the definition of tall, dark and handsome. His tall looming body, dark midnight eyes that looked straight to your core, chiseled features that seemed to be carved out of the most precious white marble. He was more than just looks, he was powerful, knowledgeable and what people didn’t seem to see but he was quite funny and gentle. The way he treated his work as if he was Michelangelo diligently and painstakingly painting the Sistine Chapel ceiling upside down on his back. He was just brilliant to be around and absorbing even a speck of him was a gift.

You couldn’t lie to yourself though, you were down bad. The type of bad that made you find yourself absentmindedly drifting off to space only to come back down to earth and see you had doodled all over your notes with little drawings of hearts with SS in them and sketches of his striking features or kicking your feet and going red when he pops into your mind while in class because he said something that just rolled off his tongue in just the right way that made you fantasize scenarios in your head.

A crush was truly an understatement at this point. If he asked you to be his pet you would be at his feet curled up in an instant. Never making it too apparent though as to never show him any type of actions that would threaten your ability to continue this precious opportunity to learn and just be around him, or so you thought.

Friday was your easy day and your most favorite day of the week. You only had one class and that was of course advanced potions at the end of the day and a day where you always stayed after to help out. Today was especially good because it was a day when everything just went well. Snape had shown the class how to brew amortentia, the most powerful love potion. Not only was it an exciting lecture and potion to brew but it got your head to brew all sorts of things as well.

“Gods I wish I could give him a drink of mine! I’d do anything for him to feel even a slight bit like me, the way I do for him!” You thought into the void of your mind. You couldn’t help to doodle while you waited for the last few minutes of the class to count down, not like you were leaving but just waiting for your afternoon Friday treat to roll around. Your little delusions were helped by the fact he had actually praised your work when he was making his way around the classroom before the class was over.

“Very good work Miss [last name], excellent pearl color and the smell is just right. You will make a fine potion master one day” he said in a smooth silky voice. You were lost in every word that rolled off his sharp tongue. It felt as if you had drank this entire cauldron, gulping it down like a man who was stranded in the desert who finally found water.

“Thank you sir!” You squeaked out, kicking your feet enthusiastically underneath your table. If only people could understand how good his praises felt, the chokehold they held on her heart.

“Alright class it seems our time is up, most of you really need to pay more attention when I’m up here teaching… this is a powerful potion that needs to be respected and I saw many glaring mistakes that certainly should have been avoided… I will expect a report on my desk about the history of amortentia by Monday morning sharp. If I didn’t tear your potion to shreds in my walkthrough you are excluded.” The class filled with annoyed groans and frustrated sighs and a few looks were shot your way since they knew the “dungeon bunny” (your unofficial nickname your friend would poke fun at you with) was exempted once again. It wasn’t your fault you enjoyed potions, that's what Hogwarts was for, to find your passions and excel and it did help when you were in love.

The class cleaned up their areas and one-by-one filed out of the room looking a bit defeated by the sudden addition of weekend homework but you stayed behind ready for whatever task he was willing to give you today.

“Great lecture as always professor!” You said looking up to him with a soft smile.

“Thank you Miss. [last name], it’s a shame not everyone is as devoted to potions as you and I.” he replied back to you in a smooth tone. For him to put you and him into the same category made your heart thump in your chest. His praises made your hair stand on end as if caught in an electrical storm. A blush was surely visible on your face when your brain was able to comprehend his kind words.

“Oh! I am nothing compared to your dedication, you are a god compared to me!” You spouted back not even thinking, making you blush harder.

“Oh. My. Gods. I did not just say that, what a loser, I must seem like such a fangirl. He's your professor, not an idol.” You barked in your head, now thoroughly embarrassed. Pulling yourself out of your thoughts when you heard a soft chuckle escape from his throat.

“I guess I should take my place up in the heavens then” he said as he made his way back around to his desk “today if you can, I would appreciate a walk through of the storeroom and make a list of anything that is running low. Will that be something you can help take off my plate today?” He asked in a way that sounded like silk.

“Of course professor you don’t even need to ask!” Gods you were pathetic and you knew it but you didn’t care an ounce. It felt so good to be of service, to do anything he asked of you. You were his devoted little bunny and hopped when he said hop. You’d never admit it to your friends but you loved being called his dungeon bunny because gods it really was so fitting for how you felt. And if it meant spending ages looking through every tiny vial in that room you would do it on your hands and knees to be around him.

Making your way into the room you began to look through the endless rows of ingredients. You knew this was going to take a long time but it was worth it. You had been working for only about 15 minutes when you felt a cold rush of air against your back behind you, not thinking much of it, only that it was just a draft, you didn’t even turn to look. It wasn’t until you heard the door click shut behind you locking you in the small room.

“Umm professor, did you close the door?” You said still bent over looking at vials in the cabinet below you before turning around.

“Yes” he replied

You jumped at the sound of him right behind you. He glides and somehow makes no noise when he walks, some people think he casts a charm on his shoes to keep them silent. You spin around and are now in very close proximity to him. Your breath is stuck in your throat and you push yourself up against the shelf. The vials behind you raddle as your back hits the wood. You look up to his looming figure and he looks down at you with his sparkling black eyes and his equally raven black hair falling around his face.

“I’m quite sorry, did I frighten you?” He says with a sly smile.

“Oh umm no hehe of course not.” You say with your eyes closed with an embarrassed smile slapped across your face.

“Oh good I would be awfully sad to scare off my little dungeon bunny.” His words slapped you across your face.

You look up to him in shock, eyes wide and heart pounding out of your chest, “d… dungeon bunny?!? How does he know about the nickname my friends call me?” You think in a panic.

“You scream it quite loud in your head all the time. It’s not hard to miss.” He replies to your thought. As if your eyes weren’t wide enough they were bigger now, you now understood he had the ability to use legilimency. The thought of every embarrassing little thing you have thought about him over the last 7 years bounced around in your mind. You were in utter shambles over how embarrassing you had been without your knowledge. Especially since you never were shy to let your daydreams run amok in the dirtiest ways you could think of.

“You enjoy being my bouncing little bunny don’t you?” He questioned as if he was a predator circling and taunting its prey.

“I….. I umm… I-“ was all that you were able to stutter out. A deep chuckle rumbled up through his chest and you felt his cool breath on your face as he loomed over your shanking frame. You couldn’t help to smell the smooth smell of spearmint and honey on his breath sending your head spinning.

“Does cat have your tongue, little bunny? Usually you have so much to say up here.” He said as he tapped a finger melodically against your temple. You felt your knees wobbling under you and you couldn’t help to just look up at him like a deer caught in headlights as you white knuckled the counter behind you.

“You're usually such a good girl and speak when spoken to”, grabbing your chin and squeezing your cheeks with his long slender fingers. “Now I will only repeat myself once more,” his tone stern and filled with authority. “I said you enjoy being my little. Bouncing. Bunny. Don’t you y/n?”

“Y… yes” you shyly mustered out.

“Yes what?” He commanded as he squeezed harder

“Yes sir!” You practically shouted, trembling in his grasp.

“See that wasn’t hard was it?” Leaning down to be eye level with you all the while still holding on to you tight.

“N… no sir.” You couldn’t help but feel like putty in his grasp. You wanted to be devoured, like you said before, if he said hop you would hop and you meant it.

“You know even if I couldn’t hear your detailed perversions every time you laid eyes on me you are quite obvious and oblivious to your surroundings.” He released your face and leaned in close to your ear. His hair tickled your skin as it cascaded over your cheek.

“Your little love doodles are very cute, you think I don’t notice them as I walk around the room? You’re lucky I don’t punish you for being off task so frequently but you are always such a good girl I can’t bring myself to punish you.”

You were overheating with your skin flushed pink, you felt a bead of sweat roll down the side of your forehead.

“Hmmm It is getting pretty hot in here, why don’t you take off your coat?” He hummed, pulling back from your ear. His fingers found their way under your lapels and slid your jacket off your shoulders onto the floor.

“T..thank you.” Not even sure why you were thanking him but it felt so good too.

“Such a polite girl, seems like someone needs a treat.” Taking your chin back into his grasp, he leaned down and planted a soft kiss onto your lips. Still in utter shock and disbelief from what was happening you just looked at him wide eyed but in an instant you shut them and sunk your weight into his hand. You grabbed onto the side of his robe for support and let out a moan that shocked you both. You could feel him smile against you and his left hand sneak to your waist and pulled you close into him.

Your eyes shot open when you felt him hard against your stomach taken aback by just how large he felt under all of those dark clothes. “Gods his cock is huge!” You couldn’t help but scream in pure lust loud in your head, immediately looking up to him in terror as you might as well have just said that out loud. Somehow his eyes grew darker than they naturally were and you knew it was game over. He was about to devour you whole.

You looked away fast in utter embarrassment but his hand snaked its way through your hair and pulled your face back to his and whispered once more into your ear, “I want to fucking tear you apart.” He said, so sharp it pierced through your body like flying arrows across the battlefield. Before you knew it the hand in your hair pulled you to the ground and you were on your knees faced with the serpent trapped behind his wool trousers.

“Now be the good little bunny you are and set your God free” he said as the hair he had in his fist fell free from his grasp.

Filled with nerves, your trembling fingers slowly reached up and skated across the black wool, hesitating for a moment once they touched the cool metal buckle of his belt. You looked up as if making sure it really was alright. He returned your wordless question with a light smile of reassurance. You slowly slid the leather belt out of the metal and grasped the button that was behind it and slipped it through the hole and pulled the zipper down. He sprung free from his prison and slapped his stomach with a snap.

You gulped hard, this was the first time you had ever seen a man in this way. You had seen one once before when a Gryffindor boy got a little too drunk at a party and thought it would be a good idea to whip it out as a laugh but it was nothing like this. Snape's cock was powerful and hot with desire, just as dominating as the man it was attached to. You could feel the slickness building between your legs as you looked up to him practically drunk.

“You look so beautiful down on your knees for me I wish you could see just how beautiful you look, all flushed and doe eyed looking up at me.” His words poured over you like honey. You craved his praise and you’d do anything he wanted to get it.

“Thank you professor! I… I’d do anything for you!” You cried out to him bouncing on your knees. You were passed the embarrassment, hell the embarrassment was fueling you. You didn’t care what you looked like, you just wanted to do whatever he wanted, that's all you’ve ever wanted to do for him.

“Oh I know I’ve heard you so many times lost in thought wondering how I looked under my robes,” his hand began to work the many buttons of his coat and he slipped it off onto the floor with yours. His white linen shirt flowed free around him as he worked up that as well. Soon his torso was bare and you eyed the pale skin that hid under it. You could see his scars that scattered around his smooth form and wondered how they felt.

He reached down, holding out a hand to yours. With a slight hesitation you placed them in his and he placed your hands on his stomach. Your fingers began to wonder, exploding the milky smooth skin you had dreamed about. A soft moan escaped him as your warm touch moved around his cold body. You couldn’t help but look up at him in amazement.

“Gods you’re just so pretty.” He said looking down at you with hooded eyes. You just couldn’t take it any more. You needed to touch his cock that had been staring you in the face far too long. You moved your hands down past his belly button following his little happy trail down to the base. Looking up to him one last time for permission, he nodded a gentle yes.

Grabbing the base, he was rock solid in your grasp. A huff escaped him and he slightly pumped into your hand. This sent your body into overdrive losing all sense of your humanity; you were just his slave to his desire. You worked your hand up and down his shaft not even able to touch your fingertips together as you pumped him slowly.

He reached out a hand and placed it on the top of your head and looped some hair around his fingers and pulled your face close to him. He smelt a mix of smoky body wash and sweat. He filled your nose with his scent and it made your eyes roll in the back of your head as you sniffed him in.

“Open that pretty little mouth of yours I can’t take this anymore.” He growled in pure need. Without hesitation you opened yourself for him and his tip was past your threshold before you had time to process. The precum that had began to gather on his tip spread across your tongue as he snaked himself into you. You couldn’t help but moan as your senses were attacked with him.

“Fuck your sweet little mouth feels better than I could have imagined.” He spit out. Your arms wrapped themselves around his thick thighs for support as he filled your mouth with his needy cock.

“You don’t even know how long I’ve waited for this moment. Fuck…. Take my cock. Just like that, you're such a good bunny for me.” You practically cried out in pleasure to the praise and the vibration only sent him into a craze. He began to frantically assault your throat, making you gag around him. The room filled with the sounds of your complete surrender to the man that now laid claim in your throat.

Tears filled your eyes and fell over your flushed cheeks, he reached a hand down and his fingers moved gently over them wiping away at your tear stained face. He pulled them to his mouth and took a long lick of his fingers, humming as he did so. You were practically crossed eyed looking up at him.

He pumped himself in you a few more times and released your mouth with a loud pop. You coughed out desperately for air but were sad that he had released your throat.

“As much as I’d love to cum down that pretty throat of yours it would be such a waste to put it there our first time.” “First time?” You thought. That implied this wasn’t going to be some one time event that you would think about over and over for the rest of your life on a loop.

“Oh you sweet little thing. You think I’d let you get away from me that easily? I’ve waited so long fighting with myself for a very long time. There is no way I’m letting you escape me.” His voice deep and raspy you trembled below him. Grabbing the collar of your shirt he pulled you back to your feet and placed his hands firmly around your waist and lifted you to sit upon the counter. You were practically face to face now, though he still had a bit of height on you even at this level.

His thumb brushed over your bottom lip and he pulled you back into a deep kiss. You found your arms sneaking in under his shirt and wrapping around his back pulling him close in. This kiss was pure sex and filled with fire. He pressed his body between your legs and his cock rubbed hard against your cotton panties. You could help but moan into his mouth with the sudden sensation shocking your wet core.

His right hand left your face and he made the journey down between your thighs. The feeling of his fingertips brushing against your soaking wet pussy made you jump. He pulled away from the kiss and now looked you in your eyes the way you asked his consent with yours earlier. You couldn’t help but look away for a moment embarrassed but you quickly moved your gaze back to him and nodded with the most precious lust filled face.

Before you knew it his slender fingers were hooked into your panties and he slid them all the way down in one large motion. The air was chilled against the sopping wet mess you had under your skirt. He slipped your panties into his back pocket.

“You're never getting those back by the way” he chuckled out. “Now since it’s only fair I think it’s time we take this tight little top off?” He backed away and looked at you. It only took you a moment to understand he wanted to watch you do this part.

Your shaking hands made their way up to the top button and began to slowly slip them out. He hummed in anticipation as you revealed yourself and the pretty baby pink bra you had hidden underneath your shirt. The shirt joined the pile of accumulating clothes on the stone floor below you. His hands reached up and began to wonder around your plush supple skin. His touch made your skin send goosebumps over your body. You let out soft whimpers as his nail softly scraped along your bra's edge.

“Please” you moaned out

“Oh she speaks? Please what my dear?” He says against your neck.

“Please sir, I can’t take it please just touch me!” With your desperate cries he sunk his teeth into your neck kissing and sucking soon to be deep red hickies into your skin. You cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain as he sneaked his hands behind you and made your bra fall to the floor where it belonged. Your breasts were exposed to him and the air and the mix of that made your nipples rock solid. His large hands began to knead into them with vigor and equal desperation. He easily found your nipple with his mouth and sucked and nipped. His deep moans filled the air and mixed with your high pitched squeals.

As his mouth sent attacks to your left breast and his left hand tweaked your right, his free hand found its way to your soaked pussy. It’s like he knew exactly how to curl his fingers around your clit to send shocks through your body. Your hips rolled desperately against his hand to feel him as much as you could.

“If only you could see how desperate and needy you are right now. Humping your dripping little cunt against me. Does your god feel good against your pretty pussy? Hmmm?” His words cut through you like a knife. All you could do is crumble under him in pleas and desperation.

“P…please please please, I need you, please fill me up I can’t take it anymore.” Tears filling your eyes again.

“Well if you beg me so nicely how could I say no to that?” With no warning his cock was pressed against your slit and plunged deep inside you. You cried out in pain as he was still against you.

“Shhh I’m right here I won’t move until you’re ready ok?” He said in between kissing away even more tears on your cheeks.

You were a mess under him but this was the only place in the entire world you wanted to be. For seven years you dreamed about him and wanting him so desperately to fill you up and here you were getting exactly that. You clutched onto his back sending your nails deep into his flesh. He couldn’t help but move forward slightly into you from the sensation. You let out a moan and tightened around him that made him moan into your neck.

“Please move” you breathed out. You didn’t have to ask him twice; his hips moved with a sudden urgency that even shocked him. As if on autopilot he moved in a primal need into your center and filled the room with sounds of him slapping against you. His hands gripped your waist hard, unbeknownst to you both, would leave behind bruises the next day.

His pace was slow at first but over time with the growing moans that escaped your mouth he began to move faster and more erratic.

“Fuck your pussy feels so good around me. Your cunt is sucking me in so eagerly.” He said through gritted teeth. His words made you clench harder around him. “Tell me how does my big cock feel inside you?”

“Hmgmmhh-“ is all your mouth manages to get out between his powerful thrusts. He grabbed the hair in the back of your head, snapping you back to look him deep in his eyes. “What did I tell you about speaking when spoken too? Don’t make me have to punish you when you’ve been so good for me.” He growled down at you.

“You feel so good! Y..you make me feel so full, I’ve n..never felt like this down there before.”

He paused and looked at you, you whined at the sudden stop. “Is this the first time you’ve had someone inside you?” He asked in disbelief. You panicked afraid that he would want to stop with your lack of experience.

“I’m sorry! Is that a problem? I don’t want to disappoint you!” You said, shaken. His eyes widened and immediately placed your face in his hands.

“Oh gods no! I’m just shocked someone as breathtakingly beautiful as you hadn’t had a line of boys trying to take you to bed with them.” A soft smile looked down on you and you nuzzled yourself into his touch.

“I have always just waited in hope that ummm it would be you.” You said looking away.

You could feel him throb in you as that escaped your lips. Without warning his hips snapped in you at a frantic pace once more.

“What a sexy little nymph you are. I am going to truly lose my mind.” He grunted as he pumped you deeper and deeper with each passing thrust. His fingers slipped down and found their way to your clit once again. Your moans filled his ears like prayers. Begging for a release that you were desperately in need of.

“Please sir I-I’m so close.” Your face found its way to his shoulder as you cried out.

“D-does my pretty bunny want to cum for me? Have you been a good girl? Should I allow you to cum all over my big cock?” He asked into your hair.

“God please, please let me cum! I’m begging you please!” You screamed out.

“Fuck, cum on my cock while I fill you deep with mine!” He shouted back at you. He plowed into you at dangerous speeds, hitting your cervix with every lightning crack of his hips. Circling faster around your clit with his thumb. You could feel yourself on the edge so close to your sweet release. With one final snap of his hips you lost all control coming undone around his throbbing cock. Squirting all around him unaware you were even able to do that.

When he felt you release around him that’s all he needed, “Fuck fuck fuck take my cum, fuck!”and shot load after load of his hot cum deep into your pussy. Grunting like an animal as he reached his glorious climax that he has dreamed of for so long.

You both stayed in this wrapped position for what seemed like an eternity panting and gasping for air. When you both found your breath he planted sweet gentle kisses all over you. You giggled with each one he bestowed upon you.

“Gods I’m going to keep you locked down here forever.” He said between kisses.

“You’d have to pull me out of here to get me to leave.” You replied back and planted a gentle kiss on his swollen lips.

“Well that would never happen,” he said looking over you sweetly.“Now let’s get you in my chambers so we can get you right in the bath because you are one dirty bunny.”

“Yeah your dirty little bunny.” You giggled into his ear and with that you were whisked out of the store room and through his chamber door off for more of your wildest dreams to play out before you.

[friskymary]

some more fun headcanons of my favorite boy, Harry Potter! - He is ambidextrous - For absolutely no reason given, he can walk while wearing heels. one of hogwarts biggest mystery yall - He's actually pretty . . . elegant! despite being a mess he tries his best to look good :3 - According to Sirius and Remus, for being James' son, he's really kind and sweet, even if he causes trouble all over. - He can play the violin !! - idk i'll add more

[unabashednightmarepizza]

ೃ⁀➷Harry Potter Masterlist

ೃ⁀➷Hogwarts Legacy

Legacy( series, ongoing)

Families don't really define who we are. We create our own path, our own legacy. And when dire times come, one should protect it so that it never dies out.

ೃ⁀➷Ominis Gaunt

Glimpse of Future and Past( Being written...)

ೃ⁀➷ Sebastian Sallow

You're Perfect, You're All I Want

No one in school could deny that Sebastian Sallow was in love with the new student, but also couldn't deny that he was a stupid with his confession plans... Would a birthday change it all?

Part 1, Part 2

ೃ⁀➷ Hogwart's Mystery

ೃ⁀➷Talbott Winger

Dating him would include...

ೃ⁀➷Merula Snyde

There Is No Use In Lying

Summary: A soulmate AU where your soulmate wouldn't be able to lie to you... What a coincidence that Merula never seemed to lie. To you.

ೃ⁀➷Charlie Weasley

I Will Rescue You

Summary: Charlie always promised you one thing: Safet and Protection. He swore that you would always be safe with him, but what would happen if he was late and whoever was threatening the whole school came after you?

Would he be able to save you from all the judging looks, and your own demise?

The Moments That Made Us, Us

Summary: Going back to the Burrow made Charlie's siblings curious about your adventures and also learning how it all started.

First Date Shenanigans

Summary: Firsts are always nerve-wracking... But this one date and everything that came with it seemed like a huge bomb as everyone flied around you to get a whisp of your crush. Too bad it was one of the red-heads of the school who didn't know his feelings were requited.

ೃ⁀➷ Marauders Era

ೃ⁀➷Headcanons

Marauders x Merlin!Reader Headcanons + scenarios

ೃ⁀➷ Regulus Black

Saving Grace, Part2( Fem!Reader)

Summary: Black Family sucked. That's what your friends, your family and boyfriend said. They were obsessed with being "pure" and ready to do anything to achieve that... But none of you would have known exactly what measures they would go.

My Cat In Disguise (GN!Reader)

Summary: Regulus was touch starved but he didn't know how to communicate about this, without revealing all his trauma. Who knew him using his new animagus form would lead to new discoveries?

ೃ⁀➷ Sirius Black

Bitch, You and I Are The Exact Same Person!

Summary: A funny game that showed the Marauders that you and Sirius were more than just lovers: You two were soulmates... That knew what the other was exactly thinking in the most creepy way possible.

Sirius Black! The Loser Who Never Wins

Summary: Sirius Black always felt like a loser all his life, even behind all that cocky attitude. But then... His friends came and changed him a little. His biggest change would be when you came to his life. He no longer felt like a loser, he felt like someone who was understood.

Too bad that good things tended to end for him soon after he had them: His greatest love and "wish" being ripped from him... as everything tumbled down around him.

ೃ⁀➷ Remus Lupin

You Saved Me

Summary: Remus loved Defence Against The Dark Arts, even though every year, he would have to listen to his class and their hateful words about werewolves. What they said was right, and he was getting worse, everyone was worried but they didn't know what to do. Who knew, all it took was a kind spirit reminding him of his homeworks and bringing him chocolate?

First Date Gone Right

[motherfuckingmaneater]

I don't know if you've answered this question before. Who do you imagine as Sirius and Regulus? What do you think his relationship with Bellatrix was like? I'm honestly intrigued by the relationship she had with the Black brothers, especially Regulus. She must have spent quite a bit of time with him, what do you think were her thoughts about him?

my favourite fc for Sirius will always be Ben Barnes:

i'm always undecided on Reggie but I like Timothee most:

Reg's relationship with Bellatrix I always find to be much deeper than Regulus with either Narcissa or Andromeda, but not as close as Sirius and Bellatrix had been before Sirius left. Don't get me wrong, Sirius and Bellatrix were a very different kind of close to that of Regulus and Bellatrix. I imagine she was very much the older sister for him. I think Regulus was fairly impressionable, particularly when it came to Bellatrix. I imagine though he made every choice to join Voldemort of his own volition just as Bellatrix had, it was certainly easier to do so because of her.

I imagine she adored him as she did all her family. I will forever headcanon her soft spots are Narcissa and Sirius but I don't doubt she for one moment loved Andromeda and Regulus any less.

According to the books she's not so much older than him if we're assuming he's only a couple of years younger than Sirius, likely only about 7 years and maybe a little less if its suggested they were at Hogwarts at the same time (which I don't believe they were but Bellatrix and Sirius were) but even then I'm sure he was treated like the little Prince he undoubtedly was.

I think Bellatrix was his confidant too. I headcanon that Regulus was gay (or at least bisexual with a lean towards men) but that he'd do his duty and would've married a pureblood witch to make more pureblood babies and I personally like the idea he told Bellatrix this.

I don't think she spent as much time with him as he wanted to spend with her but yes they spent a lot of time together. I imagine he stuck rather close to her but she was far more outgoing than he ever was.

I imagine him as introverted and Bellatrix as magnetic, not extroverted but somewhere between, mysterious enough but adored by all in their circles. I think he admired her a lot.

However I think their relationship was complicated. I think she missed Sirius and so did he, so they put a lot of that onto each other. I think Bellatrix was never quite satisfied with Regulus because he wasn't enough like his brother and I think Regulus, who saw Bellatrix as very much a better mirror of his estranged brother, was constantly wanting more from Bellatrix. More she perhaps was not always willing to give him (unless he gave her a good reason to give it). I think she capitalised entirely on his clinginess and desire to be close to her as well as the secrets he'd shared with her and though she would never let him come in harms way, I think she knew exactly how to use him and wasn't afraid of doing so.

I could go on forever about the complexities of them...but anyway, hope this answers your questions for now.

[fierymiasma]

୨☆ Upcoming Works ☆୧

Wow, can't believe I broke through 100+ followers already! Thank you to everyone who has read any of my work. Here are the next series of fics that are on the docket. 💜

❣️Feel free to drop a comment/ask and your favorite one might be moved up in the queue!❣️

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🐍And You Look Fetching in Yellow | Part Two of "You Look Better In Green" | Sebastian x f!MC

Summary: It's been a few weeks since Sebastian had gifted her his scarf. And yet, to her frustration, nothing even remotely romantic has happened between the two of them.

How was she supposed to know that she was supposed to give him something in return?

Headcanon: In which Hogwarts couples exchange scarves to signify their intention with each other. Unfortunately for Sebastian, MC is new to the whole magic thing.

♪ Tags: Fluff, Misunderstanding, Happy Ending, Love Confessions, Teen Rom-Com, Flirting, Making Out

In Sebastian's hands was a warm, yellow and black striped Hufflepuff scarf.  The one that she had worn throughout the fall.  The one that always managed to hide her teasing smiles and blushes.  It smelled of their shared apple tarts and a bit singed at the edges as if one of her Confringo spells was a bit too close for comfort.

It smelled like her. 

He looked up to catch her gaze.  She was leaning with all her weight on one foot with her arms crossed, slightly annoyed at the silly affair.

Sebastian recovered quickly.  He couldn't stop the grin from his face.  He felt like he was back to his old self, just like how he was when the two of them first met.  "Well, well, I was waiting for you to pay me back eventually.  Nice to know that Hufflepuffs have some manners."

She huffed, tired of these games and double-speak.  "You know, if you don't want it, you can always give it back."

"Now hold on,"  Sebastian cut her off, already wrapping it possessively around his neck in intricate woven pattern so tight so she couldn't even separate it from him if he tried.  "I never said I didn't appreciate the gift."

🐍Slight Variation of "Between" | Ominis x f!MC x Sebastian

Summary: Ominis tries to be happy for Sebastian and their new friend. Really he's happy that his two favorite people have starting seeing each other.

...It's too bad that he wasn't included.

In which Sebastian and f!MC try repeatedly to ask Ominis out, too bad he's too stubborn to see it.

The three of them tumbled over each other into the broom closet.  Legs tripped on buckets as arms caught themselves on flimsy mops.  Ominis could feel someone's body pressed hard against his.  He flushed, entirely embarrassed to be caught in this situation.

Someone groaned in his ear.  He was glad for the darkness of the broom closet, so that no one could see the hair on his neck raise in attention.

"Well, that's one way of getting his attention."  Sebastian mused.

"Oh, stop it." she huffed, squirming on top of Ominis.  "You thought making out in front of him was a good plan.  Look where that landed us."  Her right sleeve was wet, dripping with…something mysterious.

Someone 's knee pressed against Ominis's ribs.  "Hmm, I don’t know."  There was mischief in Sebastian's tone.  "This would be the perfect time to play Seven Minutes in Bliss.  Who knows what a trio of teenagers could get themselves into."

Ominis had enough.  He was not going to be anywhere close to them when the other two inevitably starting to claw at each other's clothes, leaving him as the awkward bystander.

🐍Something's Gotta Give | Sebastian x f!MC

Request: Are you still taking request? If you do, can i request angsty to fluff sebastian and f reader (optional) being off from each other after solomon died. He was rumored to be dating other students and both mc and seb try to make each other jealous.

♪ Tags: Jealousy, Dark!Sebastian, Possessiveness, Obsession, Angry kissing, Rough and dom!Sebastian

🐍Sleepless in Hogwarts | Sebastian x f!MC

Summary: The Hero of Hogwarts gets way more drunk than usual at the Slytherin House. Like a decent, loving, chilavious man, Sebastian tries to get her needy, difficult ass back to her dorm.

She's lucky she's too sweet for him to be grumpy about it.

"Sebastian, are you able to escort her back home?"  Natty asked.  "I would do it myself but the Gryffindor tower is the complete opposite end of the castle and-"

"And no one can sneak around at night like Sebastian Sallow."  Sebastian finished for her.  "Of course, I'll make sure she gets tucked into bed."

Natty hovered, a bit nervous.  "She's ah, how you say, not very sober right now."  She hiccuped a bit before giggling madly. "Well, all I can say is, good luck!  She is quite the handful."

Before Sebastian could ask Natty what exactly she meant by that, a very loud presence announced herself. 

"Sebastian!"  The Hufflepuff in question shouted, throwing her hands in the air.  She pushed quite roughly through the crowd, heading straight for the Slytherin in question.  "Sebastian!  Good evening!"

"It is a good evening."  Sebastian agreed, wondering exactly how drunk she was.  "Now, I believe it is my duty to escort a certain someone to their bed."

She deflated like a Shrivelfig. "Oh…okay, see you later then."

It turns out she was very inebriated.  "It's you.  You're the someone I'm escorting to your bed."

"Oh!"  She smiled using all her teeth, then quickly hide them behind her hands giggling madly.  "Why didn't you just say so, silly?  This will be great!"  She shouted over the music.  "It'll just be like our very first night together!"

Several heads turned to look at the pair of them.  Sebastian could hear voices whispering behind them.  The back of his neck turned red.

🐍NSFW Jealous!Ominis | Sebastian x f!MC

Request: Hiii would you be interested in a jealous nsfw ominis reader fic

♪ Tags: Jealousy, Rough, Dom!Ominis, PiV sex, Sub!MC, NSFW, oral sex, Fingering, sexual tension

[ddejavvu]

Saw someone on here that wrote genderbend!marauders, and I just started thinking of how much the marauders would be disliked if they were girls...

Because James is like confident and extremely social and those pranks would def not be seen as funny

And Sirius is too cocky and would be ‘slut’ shamed for sleeping with everyone and way too reckless

Remus wouldn’t be seen as this cool and mysterious smart guy, they would’ve been rude and a know it all and way too closed off

And Peter would be too shy and just a dumb girl who doesn’t do anything besides what her friends would tell her to do, instead of a sweet, fierce guy (okay Peter is still not really like too much, but young Peter is...but ya know)

okay so tw for some rampant misogyny, and a very cynical take on how the marauders would be treated if they were women.

THIS !!! i saw a video on tiktok over a year ago that was a prompt for stitches/duets. it was a girl asking us to come up with one thing that a woman wouldn't be made fun of for. At the time, I thought I could do it. Obviously misogyny is a raging issue, and i was not downplaying it at all, but i figured there had to be something i could think of, right? nope. over a year later and i still have yet to think of a single thing women won't be made fun of for. it's disheartening, and i think you're so insanely right that the same traits women are made fun of for, men are praised for.

now lets translate m!marauders into f!marauders and see what rumors are floating around the halls of hogwarts:

m!james: outgoing, cocky, the best player on the co-ed sports team, rich family (complimentary), 'unkempt' hair (so curly he can't get a handle on it)

f!james: a loudmouth, full of herself, a woman player being better than men on her own team?, rich family (derogatory), unhygienic: does she even have a brush?

m!sirius: heartbreaker, broke away from an abusive family, smoker, rebellious for skipping classes, cool for the way he dresses, dry sense of humor, reckless

f!sirius: slut, fatherless, nic addict, lazy, weird and 'emo', rude, crazy

m!remus: mysterious, casanova, aloof, quiet, intelligent, strangely sick once a month

f!remus: unapproachable, a homewrecker, too serious, 'needs to smile more', meek, nerdy, oh my god, does she really keep missing class for her periods? it's not that bad, she shouldn't skip so much.

m!peter: chubby, the beloved sidekick, maybe not the smartest in the bunch, always good with jokes

f!peter: don't get me started on the names she'd be called for being plus sized..., a mary sue, bimbo, the fat funny friend.

and of course, all of this is not to say that those rumors are valid at all, it's to point out the difference in how women are treated up against men. i personally love genderbent marauders headcanons or fics, this is no criticism to them or their portrayals, i am just a cynic and i agree that it wouldn't go over well outside of fanfiction.

as my conclusion to these types of things always is: god, they're lucky they were born boys.

[lunar-serpentinite]

i want to talk abt my headcanons and my au so bad but i have nowhere to talk abt it with outside of my friends' discord server 🥹👍 like hi hello would u like to hear abt my au that has :

tamil james who grew up wholly immersed in his culture and telugu lily who was adopted by a white british family, lived in a small and majority white town and never had any connection to her culture until she met james and sharanya (my name for the patil twins' mum) at hogwarts

swana black family who are older than the statute of secrecy— hell even britain itself as we know it— and who are literally out of the grasp of the ministry itself, are quite literally above everyone and everything else . theyre not impressed w voldy in any way at all cz theyve literally seen and survived worse than him .

jegulily happened bc jily offered asylum for regulus after he realised voldy is batshit insane and regulus needed to rethink all of his life choices including unlearning the blood supremacy bullshit he walked himself into

actually regulus who couldnt go back to his family out of humiliation after he apparently "lowered himself" for a "measly half-blood with a god complex" so he had to grit his teeth and shatter his pride a little more to turn to sirius for help

harry who only became the boy who lived at age five bc ancient potter magic let them hide from voldy better than a fidelius charm and no one dies but lily does get the reputation of being the one who landed the final blow on voldy

more lore on the other families like the lovegoods (greek, with ties to the og ancient greek oracles as well as the cults for demeter and persephone), malfoys (french, deeply intertwined w the french court / parliament what have you and a mysterious connection to the rhine), weasleys (scottish, protectors of ancient magical scottish groves who were driven away from their home), parkinsons (korean, hides their stories in the garment they create and may or may not have a past w gumihos) etc.

idk if u wanna hear more just ,,, hmu i guess ? idk 😭😭😭 the hyperfixation is just too strong i need to let it out

[ala-baguette]

If you’re a fan of Ron Weasley share one positive headcanon about him

You will not postpone working on Knowing Where to Look to finish your Ron Weasley Left Behind story. You will not postpone working on Knowing Where to Look to finish your Ron Weasley Left Behind story. You will not postpone working on Knowing Where to Look to finish your Ron Weasley Left Behind story.

AAAACCCCKKKKK!!!!!

I promised myself no more side-projects until KWTL is finished, but between you and the announcement of Weasley Fest, the gods are throwing me into temptation. I must resist!

Without giving too much away about my upcoming Ron fic, (which I really do plan finish someday...) my Ron head-canon centres around his relationship with Ginny. I think Ron was an awesome big brother.

In truth, we don't really see alllll that much about Ron and Ginny's relationship in canon, all things considered. What we do see is often them snapping at each other as siblings are wont to do. But under that, I think Ron took his responsibility as a big brother very seriously, and moreover, I think he liked being a big brother.

I imagine there was a moment when he was old enough, that he suddenly realised that he held a responsibility toward Ginny, just as his elder brothers had toward him. This likely would have been spurred on even further when the twins left for Hogwarts leaving him and Ginny behind at the Burrow alone together for two years. I think he would have been proud of this responsibility and appreciated his clear role in the family, something Ron was obviously often anxious about in canon. And I imagine he would have been incredibly worried for Ginny's well-being and the part he may have played in increasing her danger throughout their time at Hogwarts: first during the Chamber of Secrets, then in the Department of Mysteries, then Battle of the Astronomy Tower, and finally, while being parted from her during the Unending Camping Trip of Doom.

[fish-eat-fish]

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[carewyncromwell]

“All those decisions that I made back then  That shaped who I once was... I've turned my back and grown away from them  To be who I am now! 'And are you fine with that?’ Yes, I'm fine with that. Diving down with arms outstretched, further from land, Deep into the sea of dreams, lost --  Destroyed by my own hands -- And you...oh, you...bright and innocent youth... Please stay that way in forgotten days...”

~“Sea of Dreams (cover)” by RafScrap

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Okay, this drawing didn’t exactly turn out the way I wanted, but since it’s taken me this long to finish, I figured I’d just go ahead and post it! 

So a while back, I was chatting with fellow Rakepick fan and rewriter @dat-silvers-girl​ and I shared this song with her since I both really liked it and really thought it had Rakepick vibes. Listening to the lyrics, I couldn’t help but imagine Rakepick looking back on her past mistakes in a Pensieve...so what I wanted to try to capture was the sort of inky aesthetic that we see for Pensieve memories in the film adaptations of HBP and Deathly Hallows -- 

As I said, didn’t exactly turn out like I hoped, but there you go!

One huge unanswered question I’ve had about Dumbledore in the game for a long while is why he decided to trust Patricia Rakepick in the first place. Just about everyone looked at Rakepick with suspicion, and yet Dumbledore both actively sought out her help and expressed no distrust of her, even though her Occlumency was strong enough to keep Snape out of her mind and likely Dumbledore as well. It’s well-established that Dumbledore isn’t the sort to trust blindly and is a chess-master who always plans five steps ahead too -- so why trust someone like Rakepick and let her into your school? Well, from a meta point of view, Dumbledore’s strange trust in Rakepick clearly parallels his trust in Severus Snape, which is likewise questioned by plenty of other characters and seemingly seems unjustified when Snape “turns” on Dumbledore. But we ultimately learn that Dumbledore trusted Snape because of his love for Lily Potter -- and so, at least in my headcanon that diverges completely from the game as of the end of year 6, Dumbledore ultimately decides to trust Rakepick for a very similar reason.

You see, when Dumbledore sought Rakepick out in Egypt, he initially was a lot more suspicious. He knew Rakepick had always been interested in the Cursed Vaults, and he did find it more than a little suspicious that she was suddenly so reluctant to return to Hogwarts to help him with them, as well as that right after school, Rakepick climbed the ranks at Gringotts so unbelievably quickly with seemingly no connections from public social groups like the Slug Club. Dumbledore had also caught wind of rumors -- forwarded to him by Mundungus Fletcher -- that Rakepick had made contact with Jacob Cromwell right after he’d been expelled from Hogwarts, and therefore may have been one of the last people to see him before his mysterious disappearance. Yet when he brought up Jacob and his family to Rakepick, she was dismissive.

“I’ve heard of them, certainly -- the Daily Prophet does travel, even this far out...”

“I don’t recall the Prophet discussing Jacob’s sister,” Dumbledore said, raising his eyebrows. “Yet you seem to know her, all the same.”

Rakepick crossed her arms, turning away with a slight huff. “Hardly. I only ever saw the girl in passing...I’ve never even spoken to her.”

And so when Dumbledore finally did leave Hogwarts to meet Rakepick, he approached her far more critically. He broached the subject largely by talking about the young student who’d already stumbled upon the corridor outside the Ice Vault, a girl called Carewyn, and although Rakepick’s mental shield was strong, Dumbledore got the sense that Rakepick had known Carewyn and her connection to Jacob long before he first brought up her name. He visited Rakepick a few more times, both trying to convince her to come deal with the Vaults as the professional she was and to gather more information about her connection with Jacob, when Rakepick finally and abruptly agreed to return to Hogwarts to deal with the Vaults. Dumbledore, however, had one condition for allowing Rakepick unfettered access to his school.

“You must give me something first, Patricia,” he said gravely. “A memory. Specifically, the memory you have of Carewyn Cromwell.”

Something in Rakepick’s expression flickered. 

“I told you I’ve never met her,” she said lowly. 

“You said you never spoke to her,” Dumbledore challenged her, “but that you saw her in passing, nonetheless. I require that memory, before I make my decision.”

Rakepick was a bit reluctant, but finally agreed to place the memory in Dumbledore’s Pensieve so that both he and she could view it. 

Dumbledore noticed immediately how incredibly dark the recollection was, with many faces and locations oddly blurred. He wasn’t sure whether it was Rakepick placing little value on these things or the work of active tampering...but one thing was crystal clear, and that was the tiny girl dancing down the street all by herself, singing Don McLean’s American Pie:

“Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye,

Singing ‘this’ll be the day that I...die! This’ll be the day that I die!”

The details of the memory were vague enough to be compared to shadows -- even Rakepick’s reasons for being there, or even much of what happened after Carewyn ran by, were seemingly selectively dodged...and yet this little girl, in all of her blazing innocence and charm, was as clear as if she was really running right past Dumbledore at that very moment. And as she darted past Rakepick, completely unaware that anyone was watching her, Dumbledore saw a strange melancholy pass over the much younger woman’s face -- a melancholy he knew all too well, after all of the pain he’d caused his brother and sister...

And so it was Rakepick’s storge for Carewyn -- that love usually found among parents for their children, stained by remorse and regret -- that persuaded Dumbledore that the well-regarded Cursebreaker was someone worthy of his faith and trust. 

[justafairytailofinnocence]

Can u write bbc sherlock holmes x chubby ravenclaw reader x snape would belike

Hi dear 💖, thanks for your request.

Sherlock x ravenclaw reader x snape🔍🐦🦇

Snape would meet you in hogwarts and you would be a muggleborn.

You were a smart witch and snape was attached to you since you were kids.

He would secretly have a love obsession with you and become protective of you.

You were also living in London where Sherlock was.

Sherlock had hired you as an assistant to help with his mysteries.

Sherlock was a smart man but even he had a soft spot for your looks.

Snape would go "I always will love y/n".

Sherlock would be "despite my mind not comprehending most, I understand how I feel for y/n".

Snape would be quite obsessive and jealous he would try and hex Sherlock with a potion.

Sherlock wouldn't understand jealousy something Watson has experienced with Mary.

Sherlock would often look into the distance growing annoyed as you mention snape.

Snape would try and be more close to you and soft, your the only one he's mostly vulnerable with.

Sherlock would definitely be attached to you in a way he was with Irene.

Anyways that's all i have for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

Headcanon requests: open

[heartofspells]

Bleach by 5sos is most definitely a song for Remus right after everything has fallen apart. In the immediate aftermath of James and Lily dying, Sirius betraying them, and then murdering Peter and 12 Muggles. Just, “I feel you underneath my tongue / Next to every word that I should have said / No matter how far that I've run / Memories always seem to catch up again” for Remus running over every moment spent with Sirius, trying to see the signs, and wondering if he could’ve done anything to stop this ending; Remus was off with the werewolves for Dumbledore, so he’s thinking about if he’d been around more or said something to Sirius, could have stopped his betrayal, could he have kept Sirius’s loyalty? He must’ve spent days/weeks/months with memories of the Marauders playing through his head, and he couldn’t escape them no matter what and now all the memories are tainted because Sirius valued the master that got his brother killed more than his best friends and godson, and Remus cannot figure out when Sirius betrayed them and all the lies started, so it’s even worse because Remus can’t stop thinking about if this was always Sirius’s endgame and he was a spy from the moment he entered Hogwarts, so he can’t even trust that his memories of Sirius were ever real.

Do I even really need to explain how the chorus applies? No. Will I? Of course. “If there's bleach in the hallways, I can start over / Bleach in my head, just to get away / I'm washin' it out 'til I figured out / Livin' without you / (Everythin' I want is spillin' down the drain) / If there's bleach in the hallways, I can start over / Bleach in my hair every Saturday / I'm washin' it out 'til I figured out / Livin' without you / (Everythin' I want is spillin' down the drain)” is heartbreaking because Remus has to figure out how to survive when his whole world has imploded. Everything was fine a week ago, or as fine as it could be in a war, and now Sirius betrayed them all, James and Lily are dead, James’s son is an orphan and the person Sirius trusted to take care of his son if something happened is the reason why, Peter was murdered by Sirius, Sirius took the lives of 12 people not even involved in the war, and everyone else is celebrating because to them this means the war is over while Remus has lost everything; Wolfstar or not, you cannot deny Remus lost it all when the First War ended. Remus now has to figure out how to continue on with his life, because somehow he’s the last Marauder left standing, so he has to just wipe everything Sirius from his life, figuratively take bleach and scrub everything Sirius from his life. Remus desperately wanted to see James and Lily after the war, he wanted a life with Sirius, he wanted the Marauders to always remain friends, and now he can never have that, it’s all gone; everything he wanted went up in smoke the second Sirius became a traitor. (It gets even more painful if you apply to a Second War canon-compliant Wolfstar, because Remus did get Sirius back and learned that Sirius was not the traitor, Remus and Sirius could start again, and then Sirius dies in the Department of Mysteries so Remus lost him again, only this is so much worse because he let himself think they’d all survive and he got reassurance that his relationship was not actually a lie for several years, but Sirius just keeps slipping through Remus’s fingers like water, he’s gotta figure out how to keep going yet again when he finally let himself hope they’d make it)

Enjoy my rambling pseudo essays on how 5SOS5 is a perfect First War album

I knew I put off reading this for a reason.

I honestly don't even think I have anything to add to this, because I've spent literal years (since PoA, and then OotP) thinking about all this. And I don't stick to whatever JKR said about Remus' early life and family. In my forever headcanon, he lost both his parents before Halloween '81, so he was truly alone, had lost absolutely everything. Honestly, it's a wonder he survived it all, but that just goes to show the resilience and fortitude of Remus Lupin, which is one of the reasons I love him so very much and always will.

But yes, freaking 5SOS5 (that has now somehow managed to quickly consume my life by this band i've hardly listened to before now) is entirely a First War album. And just ugh. I'm not okay with that in the slightest.

[em-sars]

Some of my headcanons about Harry Potter (the Chosen One himself)

Harry finished his final year at Hogwarts

Harry became an Auror for 3-5 years to help wrap up the effects of the war

After 5 years, Harry retired from the Ministry and starts teaching DADA

He was the Head of Gryffindor House and was very involved in the Quidditch team, even bringing a pregnant Ginny to talk to the team about professional Quidditch experience to give tips

He became Hogwarts Headmaster and a (less academically but more emotionally intelligent) Dumbledore.

He declined the position of Minister of Magic multiple times, he continued fighting Darkness his own way, he started to enjoy speaking mysteriously because it made the students laugh

One of his changes at Hogwarts was to allow partners and children of Profs to live at the school, and he started a nursery for their children to use during the day while they are at work

He rebuilds all of the secret passages

He had a pet snake. One at home and one at work. He always had snarky conversations with the snakes