#dauntless-hufflepuff-pride

[naferty]

Omg hi Naf! I feel like it's been so long 🙀 Assuming you even remember me. And if you don't please ignore this 😅😅😅

Whoo, I'm finally going through my inbox. I most certainly remember you! My hufflepuff buddy. My dauntless friend. My camarada.

How have you been? Good health and great things I hope.

[sheraayasher]

❝ ABOUT ME ❞

hi, i go by zoya trivedi, nice to meet ya!

i use the pronouns: she/they (meaning you can use either of them while addressing me).

sun sign: capricorn, rising sign: taurus, moon sign: libra

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[trapped-in-a-bottle]

Changed my name from dauntless-hufflepuff-pride to trapped-in-a-bottle because my old user made me cringe. So does the new one but InABottle was already taken :(

[hawkbucks]

Can I get 56.“Tell me what’s wrong.” and/or 70.“After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?” with Stuckony or winteriron or stony for the angst prompts, please and thank you

“You’ve been avoiding me for the past couple of days,” Tony comments casually, but his eyes are sharp.

Bucky tenses as Tony pulls out the chair across from him and sits down. Every muscle goes taut, and his legs are screaming at him to get out of there, head to the gym, and go a few rounds with a punching bag. He’s... never been good at hiding things from Tony, and he sure as hell has never been good at talking about emotions and insecurity, which is coincidentally exactly what he’s hiding from Tony. Maybe he should’ve accepted Steve’s offer of a nice jog in the brisk air of Central Park. “What do you mean?” he asks, but the words all smear together. 

“What I mean,” Tony drawls, “is that it’s sort of hard for me to be the good, caring boyfriend I should be if you’re not, you know... with me. Tell me what’s wrong.” He props his head up on a fisted hand, elbow resting on the tabletop. 

“Uh.” Bucky knows that Tony isn’t even going to let him up to get more apple juice until he explains what’s been happening. This is fine. This is fine. “It’s nothing.” 

“It is most definitely not nothing. According to Sam, you keep sleeping in the library even though you--we--have a perfectly good bed. I paid a lot of money for that bed. What’s wrong, James?” Tony’s voice is soft, warm, with an undercurrent of concern, and... and a bit of hurt. 

Bucky’s chest squeezes. Great. He knows Tony--better than literally ninety-nine percent of the world, he’d wager--and he knows that Tony is probably coming up with twelve thousand different scenarios in which it’s his own fault that Bucky has grown distant. He sighs, shoulders slumping. Tony’s feelings matter more to him than his own pride. “We should go somewhere a bit more, ah, private. I’ll tell you more then.” 

Terrible choice of words. He can almost hear Tony’s heart start racing. 

He leaves his half-eaten plate of scrambled eggs and cup of juice on the table. Steve’ll understand. 

(He thinks.) 

He holds Tony’s hand as he leads him into their room. “James--” 

“I feel like I don’t deserve you.” The words rip themselves from Bucky’s throat. He turns, faces Tony, and they stand with barely a couple of inches in between their chests. “I feel like sometimes, you’re just with me because you feel sorry for me. I don’t have--I can’t offer you that much, and you deserve... you deserve a lot, so much more than what I can give you. I’m afraid, and I thought I could work those thoughts out by myself, so I started avoiding you. I tried--I didn’t want to drag you into my mess.” 

Tony doesn’t respond to that. His eyes waver, lips parting. Then, he squeezes Bucky’s hand and lets go. He puts both of his hands on Bucky’s shoulders. “James, us being in a relationship means that you don’t have to do anything alone. If I came up to you and said I felt like you didn’t love me, would you help me?” 

“Of course.” 

Tony tilts his head to the side. “Then why didn’t you come up to me? After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think I love you?” 

“I know you love me,” Bucky hurriedly defends. “My heart knows that. My mind, however, disagrees. A lot.”

Tony hums. He rubs Bucky’s shoulders. “We’ll keep talking about this, okay? This is... probably not going to be solved with a single conversation, but when your brain is telling you that, you come to me. I don’t care if I’m elbow-deep in the guts of an engine, you come to me.” 

“And what? Just go, ‘Tony, do you love me’?” It’d be a mocking question from anyone else, but Bucky is smiling, full of good humor. 

Tony’s eyes twinkle with mirth. “Exactly. You know what my answer is going to be?” 

“I sure hope it’d be ‘yes’.” 

Tony rolls his eyes before pressing a kiss on Bucky’s cheek. “Always.” 

[aurumacadicus]

Um-! For your ask thingy, um, Stuckony, Hogwarts au!! (I'm weak for both of these thing 😔 it's my guilty pleasure.)

Steve is chaser for the Gryffindor team and Bucky is a chaser for the Ravenclaw team, which means they shouldn’t really work at all, because of the house competitiveness, but they’ve made it work and are one of the school’s most adorable couples. So sometimes they’re teased for following around the Hufflepuff seeker--they can’t be faulted for it when he’s so smart and witty and adorable and his butt looks like a peach emoji!

“What’s an emoji,” Tony asks in confusion, and they tell him it’s a muggle thing and he looks enthralled, and Bucky and Steve brighten when they realize that they can have his undivided attention by telling him all about muggle living, even if Tony does squawk, “What do you mean my butt looks like a peach emoji!” not knowing that it is a compliment.

[iam93percentstardust]

Okay, okay okay. It is 1am where I live, but I was hit with an AMAZING idea. Do you remember that one Vine that was like, "Country Boys, I love youuu... " imagine that but Tony saying it drunk out of his mind because it was the Avengers drink night or something and Tony just blurts out, "BROOKLYN BOYS I LOVE YOU...*hic.*" dunno why he would say it but yeah. And like, the three have been pinning helplessly with each other and yeah. The rest of the (not SteveandBucky) just burst out in laughter

so i, an old fuddy-duddy, had to look this vine up and now i have Thoughts

i’ve decided to go with sharon and tony being cousins for this because when do i not go with them being cousins and tony, being the magnanimous and gracious cousin that he is, has generously agreed to pay for all of sharon’s drinks when they go out to the club that night for her birthday (sharon’s not sure when she agreed to a club but tony looks really excited about it so she doesn’t argue)

they are, of course, joined by the rest of the team including nat, who sharon is crushing on hard, and steve and bucky, who tony is crushing on hard. it’s shaping up to be a pretty usual night except someone (clint) bets tony that he can’t go drink for drink with them and well, tony has never backed down from a bet either which is why he’s now very drunk and very sleepy and very uninhibited as sharon and nat discuss their Types

he’s pretty sure sharon is trying to make a pointed comment about her Type to nat except it’s flying way over nat’s head so in his drunk mind, he decides that the perfect way to help is to finally declare his love for steve and bucky. somehow this comes out as “BROOKLYN BOYS I LOVE YOOOOOUUUUU” and then he hiccups and passes out on the table right as steve and bucky whip around

the team (with the exception of steve and bucky) think it’s hilarious and the team (with the exception of steve and bucky) decide that they’re going to rib tony about this forever and the team (with the exception of steve and bucky) decide to task steve and bucky with carrying tony back to the tower 

which they do! and it might be a little hard because tony is squirmy even when he’s mostly unconscious and because steve can’t help but notice that tony fits right into his arms and bucky can’t help but notice how perfect the two look together but tony was joking. right?

they get tony into bed except then tony tugs them down with him and begs them to stay and they’ve always been a sucker for tony batting his lashes at them so they do. they fall asleep curled around tony cause he won’t let them go and when tony wakes up the next morning, they’re still curled around him

cue tony making a joke about how he’s had dreams that started like this

and bucky decides he’s finally fed up with waiting and asks “have you?”

“have i what?”

“had dreams that started like this”

tony almost says no but then he looks at how the two of them are looking at him and he’s almost fifty, how much more of his life can he stand to waste? so he says yes instead

steve is the one who kisses him first but bucky is right behind him and tony? tony’s just glad his masterful plan worked

[wordsablaze]

You always were one to make me cry. I just didnt know it would be so much with your latest one shot of :

hardest of hearts

ahh !! thank you for still reading my fics, i really appreciate it !! and sorry for making you cry, i'm sending tissues your way xox

[damn-anotherangel]

Perks of Being a Wall

I am here because I am strong. I am not loud, I am not rough. I am soft,  but I am here. I allow things to happen to me. People, they can hurt me It will happen, and it will hurt and it will happen again. and every time I get up and realize I am not dead. I realize I’ve lived through it,  it has not hurt me enough and so it will not hurt me at all.

-M.Molina

[steampunkpirate131719]

Personality Types - Jesper Fahey

I’m doing a ton of archetypes. Except for astrology signs because imma be Kaz and be edgy and also be Wylan and not know anything about the fun stuff in life.

If there are any other archetypes anybody wants to hear for any of the characters from SoC (I haven’t read shadow and bone. Sorry.) then just comment or ask. I’ll also do fics and headcannons on one character trying to archetype another.

Not gonna lie. I’m probably going to do more of these cuz this was fun. @sixofcrowsnet thanks for the amazing challenge.

Hero’s Journey: The Ally

If SoC goes with the classic, Joseph-Campbell style hero’s journey that most ya fictions still follow, then either Kaz or Inej is the main hero and the other is the love interest. (Sorry Jesper).

Jesper is the ally, the buddy, the Ron Weasley or the Samwise Gamgee or the Sam Wilson. He serves a slightly comedic purpose but also is the most relatable. He’s got mad skills, to be sure. But any reader secretly knows that although they might dream of being a genius like Kaz or a badass like Inej, they’d probably handle things a bit more like a lime green goofball. Nothing is more relatable than messing up smarter people’s perfect plans and having to laugh at yourself for it.

The buddy is the first and the last to stick with the hero, even when the hero does them wrong. A lot. The point where the hero loses the friend because of something they did is the point the hero hits rock bottom. (*cough* we’re looking at you Kaz *cough*).

More on roles in the hero’s journey: https://m.mythcreants.com/blog/the-eight-character-archetypes-of-the-heros-journey/

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good/Chaotic Neutral

I don’t even have to explain the chaotic part. Revolvers, adrenaline junkie, the choice of lime green as his signature color, flirting with everything that exists. Needs no further explanation.

The reason he varies between chaotic good and chaotic neutral is that he evolves as the story continues.

At first he’s just Kaz’s accomplice in everything. He definitely shows more heart than a lot of the others, a trait which can be noted as early as the Big Bolliger fiasco, but he still kills without question and enjoys fighting quite a lot. A crow through and through.

When his father arrives, though, and once his relationship with Wylan begins, we see more of the fuzzy Jesper he’s been trying to shove down for so long. He stops gambling so much, confronts his failures, and accepts that he can’t just laugh the rest of the world off.

But he still isn’t entirely good either. I mean, he’s chilling in the Van Eck house right now but we all know he’s not planning on retiring from a life of hilarious deviousness and adorable chaos anytime soon.

Political Alignment: Leftist And Liberal

He’s not gonna be one to believe in government control of everything. There’s-a-place-for-it-but-I-don’t-want-to-see-cops-unless-I’m-being-murdered-type of worldview. But he also thinks that healthcare might be nice.

He loves breaking rules. He also knows there’s a line.

You-aren’t-taking-my-guns-cuz-they’re-antiques-but-also-who-the-fuck-needs-military-grade-weapons.

Be-gay-or-don’t. Smoke-weed-or-don’t. Idgaf. Also-can-I-get-some-weed-and-some-gay-up-in-here.

Socially, he doesn’t care unless someone’s getting hurt. Following the same morals as your grandparents is boring and never gets society anywhere.

More about political alignment: https://www.politicalcompass.org/test/en

YA Fiction-Style Sorting: Gryffindor/Dauntless/Hermes

He is a wild child.

He’s got too much heart to be Slytherin, too much drama to be Hufflepuff, and too much recklessness to be Ravenclaw. Plus he’s brave and really dumb sometimes so he belongs in Gryffindor.

Dauntless for pretty much the same reasons, but I could also see him chilling out with the drugged up farmers. So either way you want to call it man. No one really cares about Divergent anymore anyway. (Oops I said it).

Hermes because you know he loves pranks and being dorky. He’s got Apollo’s drama to be sure, but he’s a Hermes kid in every other way. He’s a traveller at heart.

Myers- Briggs: ENFP

Extrovert. Jesper loves people. He wasn’t ever happy with a quiet life. He flirts with everyone. He is basically the definition of an extrovert.

Intuitive. This dude is all about living in the moment. He trusts his gut. He wants things here and now. He’s all about creativity and whatever is new.

Feeling. His decision-making-brain accidentally got placed in his heart. He’s kind of an idiot sometimes because he doesn’t think. But his heart usually guides him to the right place when it comes to the people he loves, even if it screws him over with decisions that only affect him.

Perceiving. He does not know the meaning of the word plan. He’s flexibile, and not just because he has no bones. The dude is scatterbrained sometimes but no one really minds because he’s the best prepared when the rest of the world gets scatterbrained. (The shipyard).

Honestly I would put the link here but i think people put too much stock in this test so if you really like this type of personality typing then you’re gonna have to find it on your own.

The Right Decade: 70s.

He already dresses like he’s in a more murder-y version of a disco.

He’s living the free life of the hippies of the 60s but is also ready for the techno future coming in the 80s.

We all know he’s ready for those disco moves. He basically lives in Victorian London and yet you know he already knows all of them.

He would 100% be a member of the Village People.

The Seven Sins: Pride

Alright this is probably not the one you were expecting but hear me out.

Even though he’s a goofball, we all know it’s a little bit of a self defense mechanism. He really tries to maintain his pride, even more than Kaz sometimes.

His problems with Wylan always come from his inability to address his faults.

His biggest shame is his gambling problem, and the moment we see him the most upset is when his debt causes him to tip off rival gangs before the heist.

He won’t tell his father of his failure at college because he can’t face his father not being proud of him anymore.

Spirit Animal: Praying Mantis

Lime green

Lanky AF

Has no bones

Do I need to put more

[waltzofthewifi]

So, as a little side project

I decided to sort my MFHG tributes into Hogwarts houses. What I’ve determined is:

Tris Prior (Divergent) as Gryffindor

Part of this comes from her choosing Dauntless, both the faction of the brave and a brave choice. Gryffindor was obvious. She does have Erudite traits, but she doesn’t value intelligence like she does bravery, and that puts her in Gryffindor

Peter Hayes (Divergent) as Gryffindor

As a non-Divergent Dauntless, bravery would be his main trait. He definitely has Southern qualities - especially in the first book - but his status as Dauntless would mean that bravery is his main trait.

Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) as Gryffindor

Not only is he brave and selfless, but he’s chivalrous - another trait associated with Gryffindors. He keeps his word and follows a code.

Wanda Maximoff (MCU) as Slytherin

I almost went with Hufflepuff, but my roommate convinced me she is a slytherin. She does a lot of what she does because she feels like it’s the thing to do - especially after Pietro died. Yes, she works to save the world, but she does it because she feels like it’s necessary. And some of it is righting a wrong against her brother.

Peter Parker (MCU) as Hufflepuff

A lot of what he does is because he wants to help others. Doing the right thing is his main motivation.

Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson) as Slytherin

She’s one of the most ambitious characters in the story, and her fatal flaw is her pride. She will do what she sets her mind to, no matter what.

Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson) as Hufflepuff

His mortal flaw is loyalty, and it’s his main motivation. In LT, he goes on a quest for his mom. In SoM, he goes on a quest for Grover. In TTC and BotL, he goes on a quest for Annabeth. In TLO, he defends his city. In SoN, he goes to Camp Jupiter because he wants to reunite with Annabeth. Hence, he is a Hufflepuff.

Skipping the Harry Potter characters, since they already have canon houses.

Cassandra Cillian (The Librarians) as Ravenclaw

Not only is she smart, not only does she take pride in her intelligence, but evil Cassandra’s main motivation was applying her knowledge. The worst version of her was someone who tested her theories (of course, that included killing several people, but still).

Ezekiel Jones (The Librarians) as Gryffindor

He does a lot of Slytherin and Hufflepuff things, especially in Point of Salvation and the last Christmas episode. But in Apple of Discord, he gives a lecture about cowardice - suggesting that cowardice is one thing he despises. Add to that that he displays dare devil behavior once or twice, and I’d place him in Gryffindor.

Sadie Kane (Kane Chronicles) as Hufflepuff

I almost put her in Gryffindor, but she’s constantly motivated by her family, so I think she’s more of a Hufflepuff. She’s defensive of her grandparents and brother on multiple occasions, and her family and friends seem to be her main motive.

Carter Kane (Kane Chronicles) as Ravenclaw

He sees knowledge as a tool, and uses it to help him and his sister. He’s able to lead with wisdom, and always wants to plan.

Megan (Reckoners Series) as Hufflepuff

While under the influence of Calamity, Megan’s love and trust for David is what broke through. She shows that her loyalty is her main motivation, more so than taking down the epics or fighting for what’s right.

David Charleston (Reckoners Series) as Slytherin

He’s the one who convinced the Reckoners to take on their most ambitious hit. He’s constantly looking forward, always ready to pull some ambitious plan to help others. He’s also somewhat charismatic, proven by the fact that he manages to convince others to follow him.

Moana (Moana) as Hufflepuff

She’s hardworking. She looks to her ancestors to guide her. And she went out into the open ocean with no idea what she was doing because her island needed her. That makes her a Hufflepuff.

Flynn Rider (Tangled) as Slytherin

Before meeting Rapunzel, his main goal was to get as much for himself as he could. He betrays his team at the beginning of the episode, wishes for a castle, money, and an island for himself at several points in the movie. Even when he does have a change of heart, it’s because of someone he cares for.

Isi (Books of Bayern) as Ravenclaw

I was originally going to say Hufflepuff, but I feel like her journey rediscovering windspeak and then helping Enna through her research (initially) makes her more of a Ravenclaw.

Finn (Books of Bayern) as Gryffindor

He’s brave, he’s loyal, and he’s chivalrous. Even before the events of the book, he wanted to be able to fight for his kingdom. He’s one of the best soldiers of Bayern’s Own, and always seems to be there when you need him.

Jason (Atlantis) as Gryffindor

The guy took some old lady’s word and interrupted it to mean that he alone could defeat the Minotaur. He constantly helps out others, usually by being just as reckless.

Miri (Princess Academy) as Slytherin

She looked at the world, decided she was done being treated as lesser, and went on to surprise literally everyone she knew. She managed to help her mountain economically, left her home to learn more, and gains the trust of the royal family. She never falters in her path - she sets her sight on something and achieves it.

[fortissimvs]

CHARACTER VICES AND VIRTUES

please repost and not reblog bold attributes you see your muse having.

VIRTUES: BEHAVIOUR SHOWING HIGH MORAL STANDARDS

ability // acceptance // acuity // affability // altruism // assiduousness // assertiveness // attentiveness // autonomy // awareness // beauty // benevolence // candor // caring // caution // charity // chastity // cleanliness // commitment // compassion // confidence // conscientiousness // consideration // contentment // cooperativeness // courage // courteousness // curiosity // daring // dauntlessness // dependability // detachment // determination // diligence // discernment // discretion // dutifulness // empathy // encouragement // endurance // enthusiasm // equity // erudite // excellence // fairness // faithfulness // fidelity // flexibility // focus // foresight // forgiveness // fortitude // friendliness // generosity // gentleness // graciousness // happiness // health // helpfulness // heroism // honesty // honor // hopefulness // hospitality // humility // humor // idealism // imagination // impartiality // independence // industriousness // ingenuity // innocence // insightfulness // integrity // intuition // inventiveness // justice // kindness // knowledgeable // lovingness // loyalty // meekness // mercy // meticulousness // moderation // modesty // morality // neatness // nonviolence // nurturing // obedience // openness // optimism // patience // peacefulness // perceptiveness // preciseness // perseverance // persistence // perspicacity // philanthropy // piety // prudence // punctiliousness // purity // purposefulness // refinement // reliability // respectfulness // resilience // responsibility // restraint // righteousness // self-confidence // self-discipline // self-respect // selflessness // sensitivity // sharing // sincerity // skillfulness // sternness // strength // sympathy // tactfulness // temperance // tenacity // thankfulness // thoroughness // thoughtfulness // trustworthiness // truthfulness // understanding // unity // valor // vivaciousness // welcoming // wholesomeness // wisdom

VICES: WICKED OR IMMORAL BEHAVIOUR

addiction // adultery // aggression // alcoholism // anger // arrogance // avarice // bias // bigotry // boastfulness // bragging // brutality // callousness // chauvinism // cheating // conceit // condescension // corruption // covetousness // cowardice // craziness // cruelty // decadence // deceitfulness // dishonesty // disloyalty // disrespect // doubt // egoism // envy // erratic // extremism // faithlessness // fearfulness // foolishness // glumness // gluttony // greed // grouchiness // grumpiness // hastiness // hatred // heartlessness // hubris // hypocrite // idiocy // idleness // impatience // impetuosity // incompetence // indolence // infidelity // inflexibility // injustice // insanity // insolence // intemperance // irritability // jealousy // lewdness // liar // malice // manipulative // mercilessness // moodiness // murderous // narcissism // obduracy // obsessive // obstinacy // offensiveness // perversion // petulance // pitilessness // pomposity // pride // prejudice // pretentiousness // profligacy // promiscuity // rage // rashness // recklessness // resentfulness // rowdiness // rudeness // ruthlessness // secrecy // self-importance // self-indulgence // self-pity // selfishness // senselessness // short-sighted // sloth // snobbishness // spiteful // stingy // stubbornness // sulkiness // tetchiness // thieving // thoughtlessness // treasonous // triteness // tricky // twisted // unfaithfulness // unloving // untrustworthiness // vanity // vengeful // voracity // wastefulness // weakness // wrath // zealousness

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[naferty]

Also, I'm pretty sure I've read all your aus by now

You have? That won’t do. How ‘bout another? A centaur balto au with a slice of iron dad! 

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The festivities are grand and the spirits are high on this beautiful day. The laughs and smiles are contagious and even Tony couldn’t resist joining in. While the town is small, the festival is impressive. Many tourists come from all over to take part in the fun. The many centaur-themed activities present and the town’s high centaur population is enough to warrant a weekend stay and then more, bringing in much-needed revenue to the town, but the main events, the races themselves, are really the whole reason the town is able to hold the festival in the first place. Twenty-five years running now.  

The yearly racing event of a little old town Tony calls home always got everyone ecstatic, including the town’s own centaur population that helped host a majority of all activities. Tony being included on that list. He had taken part in the jump race on the first day of the festival, winning with little problem and keeping his crown as champion. 

His biggest fan, little six-year-old Peter Parker, cheered for him the entire time. With a fan base like that, how could Tony ever lose? 

Now on the second day, the quarter race is on. Much like a regular horse race, the centaurs are running to a finish line. The difference? Centaurs don’t need riders and they certainly don’t need a track. No, instead the town has a pathway created years ago that cuts through the forest surrounding their town and down the main road of the town itself. It starts at the festival, goes through the main road, enters the forest, returns back down the same main road and finishes where they started. The biggest of the races, many would argue, but not one Tony is interested in.

Tony’s fifteen minutes of fame came and went. Now, he’s a tourist like everyone else, walking with his carer and his carer’s family. Ben is a good carer. Perhaps the best, but that could be Tony’s bias. He couldn’t be blamed for it, however. May is a beautiful woman, for having two legs, and kindhearted to a fault. Their ward, Peter, is downright the cutest little two-legged child Tony has ever seen, and no that isn’t his bias talking. It’s the truth. His boy is unchallenged and Tony is willing to die on that hill. 

At that moment, he walks alongside Ben, May and Peter through the sea of two legs and four. Peter sits comfortably on his back while Ben keeps a hand on him to make sure Peter doesn't fall off. Tony is careful to make sure he doesn't jerk the child, but the extra help is always welcomed. The last thing he wants is to hurt his boy. 

They’re heading towards the ‘smithy.’ The lovingly named building that crafted and sold everything related to racing from harnesses to carts to hats and boots. There’s a present waiting for Peter there. Something his boy has talked about non-stop for the past few weeks and something Ben and May had mentioned to Tony beforehand. With Tony’s blessing, they went ahead and ordered it weeks prior. Long before the festival officially opened. 

Ben quickly goes inside when they reach the building, leaving Tony and May to distract Peter and keep the secret a little longer. Peter has no idea and boy is the child going to be in for a big surprise. 

“Are you having fun, Pete?” May says to the child still sitting on his back. Tony’s height makes it easy for May and Peter to be at eye level and for them both to see the large smile on Peter’s face. 

“I am! Will we see the race today?” Peter starts to jump in place. 

“Of course we will, but behave. Don’t hurt Tony.” 

Tony smiles. He’d love nothing more than to say he doesn’t mind, but the language barrier and difference in vocal cords between them makes it impossible. So he’s left to simply listen and hope his face expresses what he means. 

Ultimately, it does. “Don’t say it’s okay. We both know this would hurt anyone’s back,” May shakes her head. “Behave,” she repeats to Peter and like the good little boy he is, Peter listens. 

“I’m sorry, Mister Tony.” The large eyes his boy gives him would make even the most hardened wild centaur crumble. 

Tony nods, making sure his face shows no signs of anger. He honestly doesn’t mind. Peter isn’t a heavy child. In fact, he’s lighter than most. 

Ben peeks his head out, giving them the signal. 

“Okay, Pete, time to get down,” May says and holds up her arms, meaning to help Peter down. 

Peter pouts. “Why?” 

“We got you something. You need to get down so we can give it to you. Come on.” 

Peter goes down grumbling. Tony knows the boy loves the height and usually fights tooth and nail to stay, but he figures the present will more than make up for it. 

Once on the ground, May asks him to close his eyes. The prospect of a present finally settles and excitement soon took over. Peter closes his eyes, going so far as to use his own hands to stop himself from peeking. 

When they’re sure he isn’t looking, Ben and the crafter wheel out the present. Said present is a carriage. A simple one with a child seat on the front. The special order Ben and May requested meant to cater to Peter. For you see, his boy has taken an interest in carriage driving after watching it on television. Something about the sport caught his boy’s little eyes. The child couldn’t stop talking about it. 

Ben and May had talked to Tony about it. The two own a plot of land but have no animals to call it home. Tony is really the only resident of the place. It fell down on him to make Peter’s little dream come true. He is the one who’s going to pull the carriage after all, but they’d never force Tony to do so. If Tony is going to do it, it will all by his own free will, and how could he ever say no? 

So here they are. The carriage is customized to allow Peter to reach the reins properly. Of course, the reins are really superficial since Tony will be in charge in all manner, but it gave Peter the official feeling he wants. 

Sitting on Peter’s little seat is the harness meant for Tony. The basic breast collar, the girth and the reins themselves. Colored in the most beautiful mahogany that is going to complement Tony’s black coat that Tony’s own champion money paid for handsomely. The best for his boy. 

“Okay, open your eyes,” May tells Peter. 

When Peter opens his eyes and sees the carriage he jumps in joy. He giggles and points at the craft. Excited beyond a doubt. “A carriage!” The child runs to it. The wheel of the thing is nearly his same height. 

“It’s all yours, Petey,” Ben informs him and earns himself a shriek of delight. 

“Thank you, thank you!” Peter hugs both Ben and May, thanks them seven more times, gives Tony’s front legs a tight hug and determinedly tries to climb the carriage to reach his seat. 

“I think he likes it,” May says with a smile. 

“I think so, too.” Ben laughs as Peter nearly makes it to his seat. “Hang on there, Sport. Let me help.” 

“Hurry! Hurry, Uncle Ben.” 

“I’m hurrying. Keep your hat on.” 

A hat plops on Peter’s head. A stylish, little brown cowboy hat. It makes Peter shriek even louder. 

“A real cowboy’s hat!”

An excited child is not one to be reckoned with, so Ben and May work quickly to set up the harness on Tony and get it connected to the carriage. Peter waits impatiently on his seat. His little legs kicking wildly as he watches his aunt and uncle. 

Peter grabs for the reins when it’s all set and ready. Like on the television, he begins to crack the reins, saying words ranging from ‘mush’ to ‘giddy-up’ to get Tony moving. Tony doesn’t budge until Ben and May give him the go-ahead

The two adults double-check everything. When they’re satisfied they eventually give Tony the green light. “Go on, but be careful, okay?” They opt to stay behind and let Peter go on his own for his first try. They’re showing a lot of trust in this decision. 

Tony nods and trots off when he hears a “he-yaw!” from Peter. From the angle Peter moves the reins he’s led back through the crowd and towards the area the finishing line for today’s races are located. He moves at a slow pace and is even surprised when Peter pulls the reins to slow him further or even stop him when families, humans or centaurs, come in their way. A responsible racer in the making. 

When the crowd grows bigger Tony knows they’re near the finishing line. Peter is a fan of all races, and now that he has his own little carriage the child couldn’t resist not going where the excitement currently is. That and perhaps showing off that he’s an unofficial racer. 

“Mister Tony, please slow down,” Peter says when they’re in the middle of the gathered bodies.

Tony does so and looks back to make sure Peter is still safe and okay sitting on his seat. As he does the barrier separating spectators from the running centaurs makes itself known. Tony sees his chance and rushes in to grab a good spot for both him and Peter. 

The crowd cheers loudly. A sign the racing centaurs will appear soon. Tony makes a grab for Peter and sets him on his back to get a better view of the race. They wait for the winner and Peter cheers excitedly for his favorite centaur runner. Peter removes his hat and waves it, trying to mimic the cowboys of the television and their dramatic antics. It’s at that moment a strong gust blew through and took the hat right out of Peter’s hand. Both centaur and child watch helplessly as the hat lands right in the middle of the track. 

“My hat!” Peter cries in panic. A gift from his aunt and uncle, who already struggle with money, about to be trampled by brute centaurs mere minutes after receiving it. Neither he nor Tony could do anything about it. They could only stare at it despairingly as the racing centaurs grew closer and closer, passing each marker as they got nearer. 

That is until a four-legged body jumps over the fence from the inside and joins in on the running. Tony is a little more than surprised when he recognizes the body as Steve. The wild (or feral as some bigots would often call them) centaur of their town. Tony has seen him a couple of times. He knows of Steve. Knows his name. Knows the wild centaur lives in the forest but will occasionally make a trip into town for one reason or another. Ultimately the town lets him be. Steve doesn’t cause trouble and the town sees no issue in his wandering, but that doesn’t necessarily mean the townfolks are welcoming either. 

Eyebrows are raised as the gathered townsmen notice the very same wild centaur running in the race now. A few cry out in outrage. Tony himself is left a little speechless when Steve catches up to the predicted winner with little trouble. Even at a distance, he could see Ty, the yearly champion, glare at the wild centaur and even go so far as to swipe at Steve. 

Steve avoids it expertly by leaping to the side then comes back, pushes further and jumps head of Ty to grab the hat that’s waiting innocently for its impending doom. Steve manages to grab the hat and move out of Ty’s way, skids over to the barriers, jumps over those and disappears into the crowd that scramble to move out of his way in a panic. 

Tony moves quickly to search for him. He doesn’t know why Steve would grab the hat and he certainly hopes it’s not because the wild centaur suddenly grew a desire to wear cotton shirts and denim. Peter holds on tight on his back. Tony is careful not to jostle him too much. Least he wants to catch a falling child. 

The disbanding crowd makes it hard for him to move. So hard that he’s forced to stay put for a solid minute or two as the bodies part way. Something that frustrates him. Peter’s hat is somewhere and Tony can’t do a thing to find it! 

“Mister Steve!” Peter calls behind him. 

Tony turns and sure enough, there is Steve making his way towards them. Hat in his hand. Undamaged and even clean. Tony watches him warily until Steve hands the hat over to his boy and smiles. 

“Thank you,” Peter puts the hat on, thankful to have it back. “What a crazy thing to do, Mister Steve. All to show off to a pretty boy.” 

Caught off guard, Tony looks to his boy and then back to Steve. Oh, he isn’t prepared for that comment. He certainly isn’t prepared when Steve doesn’t deny it either. Choosing to smile warmly at Tony. As if to express it true. 

Unable to keep eye contact, Tony looks down. He’s blushing. He knows he is. Did Steve truly do all that, putting himself front and center, to impress him? 

It’s at that moment that Ben and May catch up to them and Peter eagerly tells them what just happened. His boy talks their ear off as Ben brings him down and May grabs Tony’s harness. They lead him away. Tony nods to Steve in goodbye.

Steve is about to say something when he’s interrupted by Ty, the racing champion, barging in. He pushes Steve away and nearly makes Tony jump. Something he doesn’t want when May is still holding his harness.

“Yeah,” Tony elongates the note. He’s hoping his sarcasm is showing. “Almost as much as you did.” 

“Hey there, Tony,” Ty says in a voice that’s meant to be sultry yet is anything but. The winner follows him. “Did you enjoy the race?” 

“Thanks.” Clearly, Ty doesn’t catch it. “Let’s go celebrate. I know this lovely little spot by the lake. Ditch your carers and come with me.” 

Tony shivers in disgust. “Sorry, Ty. Suddenly I’ve lost my appetite.” 

Ty stops. Clearly he understood that one. He grins. “Ooh, well maybe your taste runs more toward,” Ty looks back, “feral.” 

Tony stiffens. He glares at Ty and he’s ready to give him a piece of his mind, but Peter calls out to him from Ben’s arms. “Mister Tony! Come on, we’re going back home!” 

“Sorry, Ty,” he’s really not, “my boy is calling me.” 

He turns his back and follows after his two-legged family. May is no longer holding his harness, leaving Tony to follow on his own. He keeps up no problem, but the crowd does pose a challenge. At one point he’s farther than what his boy is comfortable with. 

“Mister Tony!” 

Tony follows the voice. His family turns a corner.

“Mister Tony?” 

Tony turns to join them and stops in his tracks when Steve skids to a halt right in front of him. Their noses touching as Tony reels back a little. 

“Oh,” is all he can say when Steve pulls away. His ears are low and his eyes are wide. As if he’s just as surprised as Tony about their situation. 

“Tony - I, uh,” Steve stumbles. He smiles awkwardly. 

“Tony?” Ben calls out. 

“Mister Tony, hurry!” Peter waves at him. 

Tony looks away for just a second. That second is all it took for Steve to disappear. Tony searches, but Steve just outright vanished into thin air. He has no choice but to leave when his family calls for him again, but he does look back one last time to see if he’d catch sight of Steve. 

He doesn’t. 

[monoguk]

hippogriffs

You’ve always questioned why you had been sorted into the dauntless house of Gryffindor, even more so when you meet a boy from another house who is braver than you’ll ever be during your care of magical creatures class.

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Those brave at heart, set apart by their daring nerves and chivalry, living in the highest tower in the castle because they are fearless by birth, with adventure calling for them, and they willingly face them with determined goals and pumping adrenaline. Vying for the top, but does so through a clean fight.

Whoever possesses any of these traits, the Sorting Hat immediately announces the House proudly. Apparently, you were one of them.

“Gryffindor!” Your eyes widened as you slowly step down the stool and ears become deafened by the loud cheers from a mahogany table filled with students wearing robes the colors of maroon and yellow. Everyone cheered and celebrated, welcoming the pack of freshmen sorted and divided to the 4 Houses that built up Hogwarts.

However, you’ve never really considered yourself brave; always doubted why you were sorted into such a daring house. Every night, you swallowed a whimper down your throat, eyes closed tightly at the sight the window beside your four-poster bed beheld. Every time, you peeked a view of the world outside the glass, you’d bite back a cry. How were you even a Gryffindor when you were so afraid of heights?

Still, you were very much surprised you’ve survived the first two years of schooling at Hogwarts. Sometimes, you still weren’t used to the Ghost of Sir Nicholas living up to his nickname of Nearly Headless-Nick by nonchalantly pulling out his head from his neck. Sometimes, you cried yourself to sleep at the thought of being so high up the ground. It was a wonder that you even managed to find loyal friends despite your fear of strangers. Nonetheless, your survival wouldn’t have been made possible if it weren’t for the dedicated studying you have shown for the past two years. Secretly, you thought of these habit as a sort of distraction for the fears creeping up your spine.

Starting up a new school year, your parents allowed you to go to Diagon Alley by yourself to shop for your school requirements. At first, you were scared at the prospect of travelling alone, but minutes later you receive an owl letter from one of your friends informing you of their arrival alone in the lively alley and inviting you to join them. Because of them, you were had not been fearful that day.

At the end of your enjoyable day out with friends while shopping for requirements, you eventually eyed the letters from Hogwarts and warily checked your new schedule. Then, your eyes darted down to the peculiar tied-up book under your medium stack of new subject books. You would have sworn the book was snarling at you, but before further fear ate up at you, you had shoved thoughts away and began to pack your things for another academic year at Hogwarts.

As expected, you saw familiar subjects occupy spaces in your timetable, while two other mandatory subjects fill up the once-empty slots. You’ve decided that you’d be taking up the Care of Magical Creatures and Arithmacy as your electives for this year.

You’ve thought that your subjects decision was a great one. Apparently, you thought wrong.

You wish you would have taken up Divination instead, but it had the same time schedule as Arithmacy - a subject you particularly liked despite it being the first week of classes.

You thought you should have taken other elective subjects, because you realized you absolutely hated Care of Magical Creatures class.

To clear things up, you were particularly fond with pets as you had your own dog, your sister’s pet tabby cat, your family’s snow owl, and your own brown owl companion you brought to Hogwarts.

You, during the end of your second year, had taken up the elective for magical creatures without actually expecting the peculiarity of the subject. Of course, it was your fault for expecting that your humongous professor would be teaching and showing you about unicorns or pegasus or tamed seahorses and the like of adorable creatures.

“Okay class, today I will be showing you a hippogriff. Did anybody read in advance about this creature?”

You looked around, satisfied that it wasn’t just you who weren’t able to open up the book. Luckily, your parents were around when you decided to check the specific book and apparently it was literally monstrous as it tried to bite at you. As students your year murmured around, soft thuds were heard from the distance until your teacher appeared with a humongous creature in a leash.

You would have sworn your soul left your body, rejoining the ghosts haunting Hogwarts’s castle, and you were thankful you weren’t the only third year scared out of their wits.

The creature had a peculiar body structure: the lower half that of a horse with his hind hooves and coarse-looking tail, while its upper body resembled an eagle with the two front feet that of deadly talons and the sides containing large majestic wings. It’s eyes were like any other animal’s, except it had this menacing stare that gave off a intimidating vibe to anyone who crosses its path. Its bucked beak opened up, releasing a spine-chilling screech, which apparently meant it wanted food (and, obviously the teacher fed it raw ferret meat).

“In this lesson, we will not discuss about physical characteristics of a Hippogriff as I believe you have perfectly functioning eyes and a very descriptive book. No, we will firstly discuss about proper etiquette around a hippogriff before caring for them. It is crucial to know that hippogriffs are proud creatures, and will not tolerate arrogant people approaching it. You third years must know that there had been past cases where students got injured because of improper approach.”

Students around you murmured, but you focused on not fainting whenever the hippogriff took small steps closer. The teacher asked the class if anyone knew how to get closer to a hippogriff without inflicting injuries. You would have aimed to answer first for the House points, but your fear had let you get beaten by a Ravenclaw boy.

“You have to show humbleness when approaching it. Slow steps and a deep bow is the safest way. Then, you wait until it comes to you willingly and calmly.”

When said like that, it seemed easy enough. You would have compared it to a stray cat, waiting for it to approach you instead of abruptly lunging for it and eventually causing cat scratches. However, how would you even dare visualize a dainty small cat as a large half-horse, half-eagle, carnivore creature?

“Five points to Ravenclaw. Now, it would be easier to teach you how to approach it through a demonstration. So, I would like a volunteer from the class. Come on, don’t be shy.”

It wasn’t that anybody was shy. It was obvious more than half of the class was mortified of getting closer the prideful creature. Even the arrogant Slytherins slithered at the back of the class to avoid being called. The Hufflepuffs were unabashed when they stepped back while the Ravenclaws buried their books deeper the scary monster book. Meanwhile, the Gryffindors were having second thoughts in taking up the daring challenge while you were there hiding your petrification.

There was a moment of awkward silence, your fellow third year classmates just murmuring among themselves and pointing at whoever to get the demonstration over with.

Seeing the inactiveness of the students, the teacher was about to randomly call a student’s name when one brave soul raised their hand.

“I’ll take the risk.” His voice - booming, low, and suave - rang deafeningly along the silence of the class outdoor. His eyes - was that a pair of silver contact lenses you see? - were wide, fearful but daring. His robes - stiff yet disheveled at the same time - were of a color you were not expecting. For this boy was the Ravenclaw who recited earlier.

You remembered being classmates with him since first year, and recalled that his name was Kim Taehyung. You knew little about him except that he had the deepest voice among your peers and that he had the weirdest personalities. Apparently, you knew something new about him: he was braver than you’ll ever be.

“Oh, wonderful. Step up a bit, Mr. Kim, but not too much.”

Taehyung stepped up, small strides that of confidence that beat your most confident strut. Everyone watched, probably noticing how his eyes stared blankly at the curios creature and how his lips pursed into a thin line before his tongue darted out to wet the pink flesh.

Tentatively, his upper lithe body bent forward to a bow while he eyed the hippogriff’s reaction with caution. The teacher was brandishing a wand and a dead ferret, ready to take over the situation on one side if ever things went out of hand unexpectedly.

But, judging by the third year Ravenclaw wizard bowing so low, it seemed that things would be going smoothly.

With batted breaths, you watched in fear and amazement as the hippogriff bowed back. The whole class let out a huge sigh of relief, while the boy upfront looked back at his peers to flash them a wide smile; one that instantly calmed your tense nerves.

“Very good, now why don’t you try and touch it’s fur, Taehyung?” The teacher tossed the dead ferret which was probably a good-boy treat for the creature.

Letting out a huge breath, Taehyung bit his lips as his feet slowly lead him closer the calm creature with his hand cautiously outstretched. An inch away from touching it’s beak, Taehyung stopped at the teacher’s command while everyone watched in awe as the creature willingly tilted its head towards Taehyung’s welcoming palm.

You heard a few girls behind you gush about the sight in front, and you would have joined them - because Taehyung was looking softly into the hippogriff’s eyes with such affection that beat that of a lovey-dovey couple - but what happened next had your heart bursting out in fear for the humongous teacher had effortlessly carried Kim Taehyung up on the hippogriff’s back.

Gasps erupted among you, noticing the surprise in the brave volunteer’s face before it was replaced with determined excitement. Then, with a soft warning, the teacher slapped the hippogriff, coaxing the creature to spread it’s glorious wings before it propelled graciously into the air.

Taehyung’s excited shouts and amused chuckles reached your ears although all of you were looking up the sky to look for the hippogriff with a Ravenclaw boy riding it. Agonizing minutes later, a gush of wind surrounded your class and in a flash the hippogriff was back on the ground with a bright-smiling Taehyung still perched on its back.

Your classmates cheered from afar as Kim Taehyung unmounted the seemingly-happy creature, but that was the last thing you saw before black consumed your vision with the thought of I’m probably going to ride that thing too, oh great looping in your thudding mind.

You came to next with the warm rays of afternoon sun kissing your skin. Your eyes opened, blurry figures of red and mustard blocking your vision of what you assumed to be the familiar cream ceiling of the Hospital wing.

When your vision came to, your close Gryffindor witch acquaintances had blocked the rest of your vision, their worried questions dizzying you further with you just having woken up. “Wait, give me a moment to breath.”

Thankfully they did, quietly supporting you to sit up on the rickety bed.

“What happened?” One of them asked with her two hands holding onto yours tightly.

“I-”

“She fainted during Care of Magical Creatures. But, I don’t blame her, that Hippogriff was intimidating.”

You never recalled having a voice as deep as a male’s until you realized you weren’t even the one who spoke. You and your friends looked back and tilted your head to the side respectively to look at the boy who had spoken. To your surprise - though you should have seen it coming by the timbre of the voice alone -, there stood a particular Ravenclaw boy with his uniform loosened and his gray contacts removed to give way to his natural umber eyes leaning up against the footboard of the bed across the one you were occupying.

“Taehyung?”

From the corner of your eyes, as you remained staring at the boy out of respect, you saw your friends gazing at each other; brains formulating presumptions that you were sure you were going to have a hard time explaining to them.

“Hey,” he greeted, bouncing away from the metal board before taking a few steps closer to where you were. “Professor needed someone from the class to check your condition, and I, er, volunteered.”

Kim Taehyung was notorious for always being up to the challenge; always volunteering whenever needed as long as he was sure he wasn’t breaking rules or endangering his life. However, despite this known fact, you were still surprised he’d volunteer at such a laid-back errand.

“Uhm, thanks, I guess.” You mumbled, suddenly flustered with the amount of dialogue you were unexpectedly sharing with Taehyung.

The giggles heard from your close friends worsened your shyness, expecting that they were going to come up with some excuse (made-up or true but awfully exaggerated) just to leave you and Taehyung alone. You hoped your assumptions were wrong, but what you thought were what your friends exactly did. They left simultaneously, spewing up excuses like studying for an Astronomy recitation or going to the bathroom or stalking their headboy prefect crushes or hanging out with their boyfriends, until you were left alone with the Ravenclaw boy in the empty Hospital wing.

“Uhm,” you swiveled your head back after the last friend left through the door though your flushing face didn’t dare look up to meet his. “I’ll be alright now. You can, uhm, go.”

“I waited for three hours, and you just shoo me away? I never pegged you as a rude person.” You knew he was only kidding, with his amused grin and breathy chuckle, but you, nonetheless, stumbled with your apology that eventually caused him to come nearer and chuckle longer.

“Can’t you take a - what do muggles call it? - ah! a joke?” Taehyung asked, now sitting on the side of your bed while you scooted subtly to give enough space between the both of you.

“Uhm, sorry, I’m not very good with new acquaintances.” You sheepishly admitted, secretly hinting of your fear of strangers. What were you two anyway? Mere acquaintances or just strangers?

Taehyung looked off in the distance, a look of understanding as he nodded, “Well, I’m guessing you’re not really good with pets too?”

“No, uhm, I actually love pets. Just not, er, big giant creatures.” You mumbled out the last parts, now feeling a little bit brave with stealing brief glances towards the boy. From time to time, you met his gaze but you were thankful he noticed and didn’t comment on your anxiousness.

“I see.” Taehyung comments softly, eyes looking off into the world outside the ceiling-to-floor windows of the room. You had noticed the orange rays dimming into darkness gradually as the shadows moved across the floor in accommodation with the setting sun’s orientation. The silence that ensued were neither natural nor awkward, with just the rustling of your blankets as you fidgeted with it breaking through the soundlessness.

When Taehyung spoke again, the sun was on the edge of disappearing from the horizon and staying in this hemisphere of the world. The lamps in the Hospital wing has automatically yet gradually lit up, the flames flickering cautiously until it was safe enough to dance hazardously in its confines. “I’m scared of cats and kittens, actually, if that makes you feel better for fainting because of the Hippogriff.”

You watched as his head tilted to face you, watched as his widened eyes met yours with sheepish innocence. It was when Taehyung’s lips quirked up did you realize you were gaping at him.

“You? Afraid of…cats?” It had been an unexpected surprise. Who would have thought that this daring Ravenclaw third year wizard would be petrified of a tiny kitten?

“Yeah, explains why I try to stay out of trouble, actually. Trouble means Mr. Filch, and Mr. Filch means Mrs. Norris.”

Unexpectedly, you giggled not to make fun of him but just as a reaction to such a random and unexpected fact about Kim Taehyung. I guess, you thought, Taehyung really is as random as I hear people say he is.

Eventually, Taehyung giggled with you; your differently-pitched laughter echoing along the empty room. The air about you two became warmer despite knowing that evenings at Hogwarts were mostly chilly.

When you’ve both calmed down, it was Taehyung who spoke again. “You know, you’re gonna have to ride the Hippogriff sooner or later. I sense that our Care of Magical Creatures Professor would be a practical test type.”

“You don’t say?” You bravely says in a sarcastic tone, and you u consciously went back to your timid self through a sigh, “I might as well get a failing mark for this elective, and maybe get wounded along the way. I should have taken some other Elective instead.”

“Hey,” you looked up, nervously noticing how his fingers were brushing along the side of your knee caps as his hand was laying near your blanketed legs. “I’m not letting a classmate fail if I can help them. You’re actually a very smart classmate, so I know this subject wouldn’t have been difficult if you only had a little bit of courage.”

“But, that’s the problem. Sometimes, I even wonder why I’m a Gryffindor.”

“Well, courage won’t come to you if you don’t face your fears. What do you say? Can I lend you a hand?”

Apparently, you weren’t as smart and witty as people pose you to be. But then again, how could you outsmart a Ravenclaw with obvious fake excuses?

“I, uhm, I was expecting a letter from my parents. Hansung would want a treat after flying all those miles away.” You reasoned, your footsteps subtly trying to pin yourself to one spot. But, the ground was too slippery and Taehyung was too strong as he was intelligent.

“That’s the sixtieth excuse you’ve said, you’re not backing out of our deal, right?”

In your defense, you had no choice as you had to pass a subject to sate your grade-conscious self. But the terms did not state about sneaking out past curfew to go to the hippogriff’s den without a professor’s consent.

The deal was - was it even a deal? - that Kim Taehyung would teach you how to approach the creatures introduced in the Care of Magical Creatures subject, starting with this intimidating hippogriff. As repayment, you had to get high grades to ease his helpful nature.

“This is mental, seriously, Taehyung. Why would you chose extra lessons at such an ungodly hour? Nonetheless it’s gonna cost us a lot of points take from our houses.”

“Live a little,” he chuckled, also noticing how you scurried behind him so as not to lose sight of him in the darkness as his strides widened. “Besides, if you said you were scared of everything, wouldn’t it, like, kill, uhm, four birds with one stone?”

“Four?” You squeaked as your forehead bumped into Taehyung’s back in hurry to catch up with him.

“Heights, Magical and Humongous creatures like Buckbeak the Hippogriff (you couldn’t understand why the creature even had a name and sooner you wondered when had your teacher ever mentioned it’s name then you figured it was after you passed out during class), Darkness, and Fear of Getting Caught.” Taehyung replied, slowing down until he was behind you and had a hand clamped on your shoulder to guide you to the stables where the hippogriff was at - though you wonder how this Ravenclaw boy even knew where the creature’s stable was - and to reassure you that you had a companion.

You guessed he had a point just as the same time you slightly calmed down from your anxiousness with the subtle physical contact ensued between the two of you.

A familiar foul smell invaded your nostrils, notifying your senses that Buckbeak was near. Though your steps lightened up just a few moments ago, it became heavy once again with fear and apprehension running down your spine as well as your whole body.

Noticing the regaining stiffness in your muscles and stance, Taehyung bravely walked beside you so that he had his arm around your nervous shoulders. He expected the reflexive flinch you made as response to his friendly-intimate action, but one soothing caress of his hand only at the joint connector your shoulder and your arm had slightly calmed you down. “Hey, it’s alright. We’ll be okay. Buckbeak’s warmed up to me, and I’m pretty sure he’s gonna comply to you what with your fear feeding his ego.”

“How are you even sure it’s a he? For all we know, Buckbeak might be a name of a she.” You retorted shakily, but the slight snarly comment had caused a chuckle to bubble from Taehyung’s lips which you eventually copied.

“Okay,” he stopped randomly, and so did you. His hand slide from your shoulder until you noticed he was moving away. In your panic, you reached out for him only to accidentaly and unconsciously grasp tightly at his hands as some of your fingers tangled with uncomplimentary ones of his. “I’m just going to get Bucky. Here, take my wand. Lumos.”

With two wands held by either hand, you nervously stood stiff in the same spot. Your eyes watched as Taehyung went further, stopping only until he was but a spec in your vision. Then you heard the hippogriff’s familiar sound, followed by his - its - loud thudding footsteps while Taehyung’s illuminated wand tip gave enough light to recognize Taehyung approaching you with him holding and chaffing softly at Buckbeak’s leash while the tamed creature followed.

Taehyung stopped a few feet. You assumed you and Buckbeak had the same distance between you two as when the Raveclaw boy had first approached the intimidating creature.

Taehyung tossed one dead ferret up in the air while the hippogriff flawlessly caught it straight in its mouth. He gave it one last pat before approaching a frozen you. Upon reaching your side, he watched as your head tilted to face him with your face paler than Rowena Ravenclaw’s ghost complexion. He then tossed you an encouraging and apathetic smile before gently taking yours and his wands. “You just have to do exactly as I did. We’ll go slowly. You bow. Wait until he bows. Approach him slowly. Wait until he closes the distance. Caress it fur or feathers or skin. Then fly. Sound good?”

“No.” You gulped, giving out deep sighs and exhales. “But, I have no choice, do I?”

Taehyung shook his head as a silent reply before stepping back to illuminate the rest of the ground you and Buckbeak were occupying. “Now, that’s the spirit, Gryffindor lass.”

You took in a couple more breathing exercises, feeling your dinner of gravy pork steak and buttered mashed potatoes going up your throat but you swallowed it in and began to bend your upper body.

Shakily, you subtly lift your head up to see if the hippogriff had reciprocated your act of humility and you waited until the creature did bow it’s head down towards you. It’s right talon was bent back while other was bent forward, almost as if it was a human bent on one knee.

You gasped, slowly mirroring the way the hippogriff stood up straight once again. There had been a moment of silence until you noticed the light flicker and suddenly you were heaving loud exhales of relief while quiet chuckles escaped in between. With one hand clutching your pounding chest, you turned to face the Ravenclaw boy just as he had during lessons, with your mouth upturned in the widest smile you could ever conjure. With the darkness surrounding the two of you, you could not decipher the awestruck expression in his blank face, because suddenly your ecstatic expression was brighter than the patronus he conjured after learning it from one of his seniors.

“U-uhm, that was brilliant! So, er, next step is, approaching.”

Your eyes widened, though you’ve already expected that it was bound to happen anyways, feeling your temperature drop abruptly. Sure,Taehyung’s presence was reassuring and Buckbeak’s reciprocation was relieving, but you weren’t two-hundred percent - for safety measures - sure you would have the same results as Taehyung had previously during Hippogriff lessons on Care of Magical Creatures class.

Taehyung, meanwhile, noticed your hesitance and eventually brought another smile onto his face. He took two steps closer, causing you to look up from your inner turmoil. “I won’t let Buckbeak hurt you. You have to try.”

Pursing your lips and exhaling another shaky breath, you gave a hesitant nod before facing the silent creature again. When you and Buckbeak met gazes, the hippogriff tilted its head and you admitted that looked a tad bit adorable.

Seeing this, you gained a little bit of courage to take a few steps forward. When Buckbeak remained where he was, you took a few more steps closer until you gradually reach the point where he was an arm’s length away from you.

From the corner of your eye, you saw Taehyung come closer with the same distance you ensued between you and Buckbeak. Your eyes, shaking and excited, met his with questions swirling in your irises. He gestured with his head towards Buckbeak, a silent answer to your predictable question.

You nodded once back, turning to look back at Buckbeak whose gaze wandered between you and Taehyung. With Taehyung close by and his wand still performing the Lumos charm, you marveled at the discovery that the hippogriff’s intimidating eyes were actually a large alluring painting of swirling marmalade. It looked at you with such innocence and curiosity that it naturally jinxed you to hold out your right arm.

You gnawed at your lip, shaky fingers still extended out and nervously waiting for the creature’s body to approach it. You distracted yourself by observing the contrast of its orange eyes with the snowy white-cloudy gray body; it’s body shimmered under the faint light from Taehyung’s wand, and you never expected you’d be so mesmerized by the subtle glint.

In your own reverie, you didn’t notice the hippogriff leaning closer until its head nudged your hand.

A gasp left your lips, surprised because of both fear and amazement. Surpassing your trepidation, you gushed at the live discovery that the hippogriff didn’t have a shimmering body for no reason; for its magical epidermis has alternating fur and feathers for skin. Looking closer, you compared the process to be like swaying grass on a wide meadow: its coat filled with fur as it leaned towards the front of its body, while it’s all soft feathers when it sways the opposite direction. The process was too smooth, too fast, that no one would have noticed it if they didn’t touch it or read about it.

A soft quack left Buckbeak’s mouth, enforcing a giggle out of you as you carefully caressed further down the creatures’s neck; a gesture you instinctively do when you handle your domestic pets.

Getting a little braver, you experimentally squabbled your finger as you scratched one side of the hippogriff’s long neck. To your surprise and amusement, Buckbeak went to lean his head closer to your body as its crown softly met the curve of your throat. The shifting of its skin tickled you, eliciting more giggles from you until the creature pulled away.

You smiled at it, giving it one last gentle pat, before taking your hand back to yourself.

The clearing was quiet, save for the rustle of leaves on the muddy ground and the loud but soft breathing patterns of the calm hippogriff, all until you gave out a shaky breath resembling a subtle chuckle. With pursed lips tilted to a tight-lipped smile, your eyes peeked from under your lashes to face your calming mentor who apparently was staring back at you and Buckbeak with a pride in his eyes.

“Are you ready for the last lesson?” Taehyung softly asks, handing you back your wand for it won’t agitate the creature as it had trusted you already, while closing the space between you two with a safe distance left.

Your gaze wavered, fear creeping up every fiber in your irises, but you were confident it wasn’t as bad as before you bowed down to the majestic hippogriff. Pocketing your wand and stepping a little bit away from Buckbeak, you stared at the Ravenclaw wizard with hesitant eyes before you dejectedly nodded; you had to do this if you want to finish this elective subject.

A full blown smile served as a reaction to your hesitant agreeing. You figured it was almost tomorrow, with the air growing chillier and the sky a bit lighter than when you sneaked out a while ago late at night.

Kim Taehyung had been famous amongst everyone since first year, deemed as one of the few chosen attractive people in Hogwarts at such an early age. As time went on, he became known for many things: the boy who didn’t accept being in the Ravenclaw quidditch team after performing perfectly during try-outs because he said he was satisfied with just being able to catch the Golden Snitch; the boy who had this distinct clangorous laugh when in the hallways but had the most unexpected poker face during class hours; the boy who is among the brightest wizards and witches, but us a completely dung-head when around his circle of equally attractive friends; the boy who dared to take up any challenge he was confident he can do; the boy who was sorted into the house of books and knowledge and is braver than you who was sorted into the house of courage and reckless ventures. A few other notable things people gossiped about this Ravenclaw wizard was his infamous tongue, and his incredible ability to effortlessly be adorable in one second and seductive in the next.

You were yet to find out what the witches were fangirling on about, but you did completely agree upon remembering these squealing girls talking about Kim Taehyung having the brightest smile.

If it were at the time of sunrise, you would have thought Taehyung’s genuine grin was brighter than the center of the Solar System, but for now you would settle with his smile beating the moon’s motherly luster.

“Come on,” he said, pulling you out of your reverie as you saw him walk to reach Buckbeak’s side. Though you knew you were just a little bit braver than a while ago, you understood why your legs failed to move forward.

Sure, you kind-of surpassed your fear of the hippogriff and maybe a little bit of the horror in being caught by the Hogwarts professor sneaking out at night as well as fear of the dark with Taehyung’s luminous wand and the gradual appearance of morning from the horizon, but heights had been on top of your fears list and you’re not sure if you could overcome it. Not even with Taehyung looking over at you softly like right now, absolutely not (maybe just a little bit).

“Come on, I’ll be right behind you.” He held out his long limb while you stared at his envious fingers. The hippogriff spared you one glance before it kneeled down on four legs as invitation for you two to mount it easily.

You indulged in your inner turmoil, balancing your emotions in your frantic mind. In one side, you were shaking with horror just like you did whenever you were up in your dorm room. On another, you were guilty for Taehyung and for the hippogriff because they were making an effort to lessen your nervousness while you were doing nothing but do the opposite if what they wanted. On the other hand, you were exhilarated - as surprising as that sounds - because when would you even be able to ride a creature like Buckbeak with the thrill of the possibility of being caught off-grounds after-hours?

If it were any other day, you would have not been in this position. You would not have even agreed to it in the first place. And all you could think of as an excuse was that Taehyung was a Ravenclaw who knew which words to pull to convince others into his side, though you found no wring in that thought.

Instinctively, you took another small step away while keeping your gaze locked with Taehyung’s expectant ones.

He was supposed to be the logical Ravenclaw; he was supposed to be scolding you for sneaking out, for borrowing a magical creature without a professor’s consent, for asking him to ride the hippogriff with you. You were supposed to be the daring Gryffindor; you were supposed to be the one who drag him hurriedly yet stealthily along the hallways of the castle; you were supposed to be the one who had tricks up your sleeves in sneaking into another House’s dormitories; you were supposed ti be the one confident for approaching a level one hippogriff; you were supposed to ‘live a little’ and grin recklessly. But the tables were turned, and you were everything Taehyung should be.

Deep within you, a surge of courage overwhelmed you. Whispering a mantra into your objective mind: take the risk. fly over the clouds. seize the moment. live a little.

“What do you say?” Taehyung called out your name softly; an almost inaudible sound mingling with your muddled thoughts.

Maybe it was the evident hope in his voice that coaxed your body to move closer. Or maybe he had mentally conjured the imperius incantation while his mouth said your name instead. Or maybe it was just his reflective eyes, his lighted wand emphasizing the closing in of his irises, as they connected with yours. Either ways, the next thing you knew was that you were beside Taehyung again while he was mounted on the creature and you were not. You were sure he wasn’t using a curse on you, because you felt you came nearer on your own will.

His hand was still outstretched while the other caressed the feathers in Buckbeak’s wings.

All these emotions were boggling your mind, and in the end, you just blew up with your head tilted back and your lips into a tight smile.

Seeing this, Taehyung grinned wider, glad that you were making an effort in overcoming your fears. He stretched his hand further, fingertips almost touching the skin of your arm. From afar, he heard the crow of a rooster and he brightened up even more at the sight to be beheld once riding on the hippogriff.

“I must be mental.”

“I got you,” Then warmth surged your whole body, your hand being held platonically by the one and only Kim Taehyung, your back pressed against his so none of you would fall off the curve of Buckbeak’s back, your legs straddling the creature’s back, and your front hugging the hippogriff’s neck once it lifted itself off the ground.

“Merlin’s beard- whoa!” You squealed, when suddenly Buckbeak propelled off the ground and the next thing you knew you were flying through the hippogriff.

Your eyes instinctively closed tight, fingers gripping onto the hippogriff’s shifting body coat, whimpers of apprehension and excitement bubbling out of your throat. Your hair blew softly everywhere while your face slightly froze at the cold breeze kissing every pore. Eventually, you buried your cheek further into the hippogriff, regaining the warmth you’ve lost.

It wasn’t until you heard a series of soft chuckles and felt a rumbling vibration on your back did you dare peek an eye open. It didn’t take long until you snapped your eyes wide open, mouth forming an ‘o’ as it emitted a strangled gasp.

There was no ground beneath you, though Buckbeak was obviously flying low. The sky was like a smudge of bluish periwinkle and gray as faint light peeked from the horizon seen in the distance. On your other side were the majestic forest known by Hogwarts as the Forbidden Forest - blurry swirly of gooey green so dark it was almost black. From below you, it was a rippling sight: colors in the gray palette swirling flowingly in a particular squiggly shape. Looking closely, you realized what was beneath you was the clear lake beside Hogwarts, reflecting your and Buckbeak’s and Taehyung’s figures despite the lack of light from the darkness of dawn.

Tentatively loosening your grip on Buckbeak’s neck, you breathlessly reached down until your hand was submerged in cool water, creating a straight ripple as you were moving with the hippogriff’s forward flight.

In your little bubble of delight, you forgot about the fact that you were riding a hippogriff; did not even notice the way Taehyung’s hand had softly and unconsciously found perfect residence on your hips. You never realized how your tight-lipped smile turned into a full-blown grin, growing wider until your teeth parted to emit soft giggles.

However, Taehyung did. He felt you bent down as you stretched your hand down, and he smiled at the faint memory of him doing the same thing when he first flew on Buckbeak. After that, everything else faltered: his breath caught in his throat, his heart skipping a lone beat, his affectionate smile fading into that of awe, his fingers twitching with the dilemma of holding tighter or letting go.

He’s noticed you just as much as you did, even before the situation you were both in. In a small class of first years, it was hard not to memorize who your classmates will be during mandatory subjects until seventh year at Hogwarts.

You were somewhere between a wallflower and an art center piece; known by a lot, though not as extravagantly as he. Your classmates knew you as this bright Gryffindor girl, who rarely talks and when you do it was almost a whisper. For Taehyung, secretly, you were more than that. He could faintly recall how surprised and fearful you were when you were sorted into Gryffindor just because you had the most distinct reaction out of all. He could not understand how someone could be so afraid of being into a house almost everybody wants to be sorted in. He was one of them, begged to the Sorting Hat for it, but in the end, he was placed in Ravenclaw.

Not that he was complaining, he loved his house nonetheless. It’s just that something about being in the house of Gryffindor brought a sense of satisfaction with his compulsiveness for adventure.

That aside, classes were always enjoyable to him; or rather, sneaking trouble in during classes alongside his variety of friends were. He often gets in trouble as much as he escapes punishment. Besides, he and his friends knew when it was time to get serious with their studies.

But, most of the time, he was among the mood makers, bringing cheery grins upon their classmates faces. Taehyung could say you were no exception, because he notices the prevented large grin and suspects that when you cover your mouth it’s emitting these soft giggles only your Gryffindor friends had the privilege to hear.

Tonight was just extraordinary and overwhelming, for the both of you; because you’d never thought the terrifying hippogriff was just as gentle as a pygmy puff and he’d never thought he’d be one of the selected few who’d witness this hidden side of yours.

Taehyung’s gaze stays mesmerized at you as your head tilted back to watch the trail of disturbed water you’ve made with your fingers dipped in the lake. Seeing the huge grin still etched on your lips, the faint rays of dawn highlighting shadowing perfectly on your figure, he grins as well, bravely letting go of your waist and raising his arms up above an air with a booming 'woo-hoo!’ escaping his lips.

The noise pulls you back to reality; the warm sensation gone from your hips startled and made you fluster. You look back at Taehyung, seeming to have the time of his life with his arms up in the air and the light breeze ruffling his hair in crazy directions. Your terror comes back when Buckbeak flies a bit higher and when you realized that the Ravenclaw wizard was no longer supporting you upright.

“Taehyung! What are you doing?”

“Taking a risk! Come on, try it! It’s amazing!” Taehyung hoots again, and Buckbeak takes it as a sign to raise higher from the surface.

You whimpered, realizing that the impending sunrise was illuminating the scenery before you. And no matter how breathtaking it was at that moment, all you could think about was “BLOODY HELL, BUCKBEAK’S FLYING HIGHER, STOP IT!”

You were shrieking at that point, urging the hippogriff to reach at least two feet off the lake’s surface. Taehyung’s chuckles were no longer helping you to calm down, and why the hell was he even laughing at your own misery?

“I think Bucky here wants you to be a bit braver. Please? Before he goes back to the stables and before we go back to Professor Bin’s class?”

You weren’t sure how he managed to stop your screams; how he was crumbling your resolve to dust particles; how your chest was actually enjoying the obvious pounding and hammering of your heart, the thrill of all of this.

You calculated that Buckbeak was about four feet higher now and was accelerating its flying speed. Taehyung’s excited laughter rang in your ears, despite the loud brush of air ceasing your sense of hearing. The pressure of the wind caused you to squint your eyes, with your legs feeling the joints of the hippogriff’s wings move. Your hand held tighter, loosened a little bit, before gripping tighter again.

Then, the creature set an angle to the direction of its course, and the suddenly tilt had you leaning away from the hippogriff’s neck. You briefly remembered Taehyung, but when you looked back he was still laughing manically.

Biting your lip, you guessed there was no harm in trying, seeing that Taehyung was still intact in Buckbeak’s back and that you’ve already done so much daring things for the past few hours so what harm would one more do?

Tentatively, you raised your arms until it was perpendicular to your head. It surprised you when you leaned back, causing a sense if falling to pass through you. Your fear was short lived when your back met a sturdy body, knowing that it would be no one else but Taehyung.

When you looked back, his arms were raised like your shaking arms were. The pressure of the atmosphere as Buckbeak went higher tightened your chest, but you believe your breathlessness was because of the close proximity between you and this attractive Ravenclaw boy and because of his glimmering grin, so boyish and so daring.

His eyes were random swirls of chocolate, now that the sun was peeking its edges into the horizon and that Taehyung wasn’t wearing any contact lenses. But, no, you weren’t mesmerized, drowning in the valley of each strand in his irises. Rather, you felt something akin to how you would soften when your cat would brush their body all over your feet, or when your dog would slip in under your arm just to have any form of physical contact with you, or when Buckbeak tilted its head to the side to cutely urge you to not be afraid of him - her, it, whatever.

Your chest tightened and your breath stuttered while your hair flew haphazardly into the air, until everything came at a standstill and all you could see were clouds, reflecting hues of blush pink and arctic blue and peach.

There was a moment of serene silence, just admiring the raw beauty of the sky at its first bloom in the morning. The flap of the hippogriff’s wings calmed you down, subtly lulling you to sleep and remind you that you can’t sleep a wink a few hours ago, but you thought it was all worth it.

Suddenly, you gasped, feeling warmth penetrate through the thick material of your sweater and a sturdy chin nestling its place safely on the curve near the joint connecting your shoulder and your arm. You didn’t dare look to the side, afraid of the sensations to fill you up with an up-close view of thus developing boy. You blamed all of these with the uncontrollable and mandatory hormones overflow as you gulped down your nervousness and remained quiet.

“Pop quiz: how to sneak in Hogwarts, without getting in detention, in broad daylight?”

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[aurumacadicus]

Quick question regarding you newest lovely fic of Animal bride. Where does Bestfriends! Rhodey and Pepper fit in this...???🤔🤔🤔

Steve sees Tony bouncing up the beach and runs to meet him even though he knows he looks like an idiot when he runs, wings all flappity and feet all slappity. But, if Tony is not embarrassed by his bouncing (“It’s... how I move on land in seal form?????”) then he is not embarrassed by his inelegant flailing. Then Steve notices two other seals bouncing up the beach behind Tony and flails to a stop, letting out an embarrassed squawk when his face slams into the sand.

“Steve!” Tony cries in dismay, starts to bounce faster, then just sheds his pelt so he can run to Steve’s side. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” Steve wheezes.

“You don’t sound okay,” Tony says, and then turns, calling out, “Do you guys know how to help a swan?”

The other two seals have also shed their pelts, and the male is picking up Tony’s and shaking out the sand. “Just let him die?” he suggests, obviously unimpressed by Steve at all.

The female shoots the other a scandalized glare. “Jim! He rescued Tony!”

“We coulda rescued him once we found him,” the male, Jim, mutters petulantly.

Ah, Steve thinks, understanding. These must be Tony’s friends.

Tony had talked about them, somewhat woefully, before he’d realized he could go find them. He’d been hesitant to go deeper into the ocean without a group, but Steve had contacted an old friend of his who had spread the word that Tony would like an escort, and a beluga whale had shown up and said, “People don’t like me when I’m angry,” and Tony had tucked up under his front fin and off they’d gone. That had been two months ago and Steve had been mournfully staring at the sea since then. His friends had been disgusted.

“I’m Pepper,” the female selkie says, and then smacks Jim with the back of of her hand without looking at him, making the other selkie grunt. “And this is Jim. How’s your face?”

Steve lifts his wing to brush it against his beak. “Okay, I guess. More embarrassed than hurt, honestly.”

“You should be,” Jim tells him, and then winces when Pepper smacks him again.

Steve decides that since the selkies had all shed their pelts, he should also shed his feathers. He takes his cloak off and stands, wiping sand from his face.

“Oh my God,” Pepper breathes, putting her hands over her face. Jim looks horrified.

Steve frowns and looks down at himself. He doesn’t think he looks too bad. Sure, Tony had said his breeches and tunic made him look like an old man, but he’s also blushingly hadn’t let Steve change. Then again, Tony had also been very intimidated by his muscles. Maybe Pepper and Rhodey are intimidated by them, too.

(“Oh my God Jim oh my God he’s going to rip Tony in half!” Pepper whisper-screams as Tony frets over Steve, brushing sand off of him.

“He’s built like a brick house I don’t know if I could take him,” Jim admits, horrified. “I could try?”

“He would rather have Tony sit on his face so I wouldn’t really worry about it,” Natasha says from behind them, making them scream and spin toward her. She fluffs her feathers at them, amused.)

[iam93percentstardust]

You are a beautiful, wonderful,amazing, lovely person and I am SO, SO, SO, SO (×100) glad that you woke up today and I wish that you have a wonderful week because you more than deserve it!

A fox! A fox! Look, she’s so cute and I love her!

Thank you! It’s been a great week so far! I picked up some fresh fish from the market this morning and a friend and I made plans for the weekend to use group watch to watch some Halloween movies and I’m going into the lab tomorrow to do my first EPR experiment since before quarantine so things are going pretty well!

I hope you have a great week as well!

[wordsablaze]

Thank you for feeding me Soft Mother Yennefer this fine day. Along with Happy Baby Jaskier 😌🙏🏼

aw, it was truly my pleasure !! and thank you for feeding me this lovely ask <3