#halfblood c.

[siribunbun]

THE GRAND POLLS SHOWDOWN OF WONDERCON 2023

Had a blast from tabling at my first Wondercon with some friends, and we did a poll each day to see people’s fave character. The final showdown win between Venti and Wanderer was made possible by all of the Scaramouche/Wanderer cosplayers who came by repeatedly to illegally add votes check on the polls lol. The bottom two doodles were the freebie stickies given out at the con as thanks to the attendees for doing their civic duty. XD

[pawsedits]

bet you would run away ... (x)

PT: bet you would run away ... (x)

[mudskip-muses]

@yukitscne cont. from (X)

Try as he may, Gundham couldn't help the smirk that came over his lips at the truth that came slipping out of the kitsune, it being quickly ducked behind his scarf as he breathed a sigh of relief at the effectiveness of his concoction. “It was a potion of truth you’ve just consumed, it pains me to say that...that I do not trust you will be truthful with me in matters where lies have no place.” It hurt to say, that he lacked faith in Yuki, but it was true, and could one really blame him? Gundham had spent much time with the kitsune, and was only able to spot a few of his lies, always fearful that there were more he was blind to. They were inconsequential, to be fair, small things that all the halfblood could do was express his doubts and discomforts in them with the hopes that Yuki would be more truthful on the future. Some thing though...he needed an answer, one that he knew to be true, it was too important to get anything but.

“All I wish to know is, do you...truly enjoy being here? I am aware you’ve already said as much, but...” Was he...self conscious? “I also wish to know if there is anything I do that you detest, or you wish I would do. No matter how slight it may seem, I need to know if I ever made you uncomfortable or upset and you remained silent simply for...for my attention.”

[oldmanlogan]

i gotta stop following the pjo tag

[justabrunettewhowrites-stuff]

'The Night Everything Fell Apart'

Clarisse La Rue x DaughterOfApollo!Reader!

WARNINGS!!:Mentions of blood,su!c!de,r!attempts su!c!ce.Angst! (Sorry If I missed anything!)

Angst,Annabeth is the one who finds reader.Part 2 out:

A/N:Not what I usually write but one of my friends rq'd this so I gave it a try.I SUCK AT WRITING SAD/ANGSTY STUFF PLS DON'T COME FOR ME.

A usual night in camp halfblood was disrupted as all of a sudden,the silence shattered into a symphony of horror.A blood - curdling scream pierced through the night.The source of the scream was Annabeth Chase,who had a look of sheer terror etched across her face.Clarisse, shaken from her slumber, sprang to her feet, her hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of her sword.

"What the Hades is going on?!" Clarisse barked, her eyes scanning the camp for any signs of danger as her eyes narrowed

The camp was soon alive with commotion as other demigods rushed out of their cabins, confusion etched on their faces.The source of the scream became clear as they followed the anguished cries to the scene unfolding near the cabin of Athena.

Annabeth stood frozen, her eyes wide with horror, and a chilling realization struck Clarisse - something was terribly wrong.And soon they found out what...

Clarisse's boots pounded against the dew-kissed grass as she sprinted toward the gathering crowd.The atmosphere was thick with tension,and as she pushed her way through the onlookers,her gaze fell upon the tragic sight that had elicited Annabeth's horrified scream.

There,surrounded by a growing pool of crimson,were you,a daughter of Apollo.Your normally vibrant face was drained of color, and your once-bright eyes stared dully at the sky,blood dripping from the corners of your mouth.The metallic scent of blood hung heavily in the air, and Clarisse felt a lump forming in her throat.

Annabeth knelt beside you, her hands shaking as she pressed them against the fatal wound.The sight was heart-wrenching - a stark contrast to the usually composed and strategic daughter of Athena.Clarisse, known for her tough exterior,felt a surge of sorrow welling up inside her.

Clarisse's stern facade crumbled as she beheld the harrowing sight. The daughter of Ares,almost for the first time in her life - felt a surge of helplessness.

"What happened?" Clarisse demanded,her voice betraying a vulnerability she seldom showed.

"She tried to...end it," Annabeth choked out, her words heavy with sorrow. "But she's alive.Somehow,she's alive..."

"Get Chiron! Someone, get Chiron!" A familiar voice broke - Percy - as he pleaded with the surrounding demigods. A few of them dashed off in search of the camp's wise centaur, leaving Clarisse and others to bear witness to the tragedy unfolding before them.

Chiron,the wise centaur and camp director, surveyed the scene with a heavy heart. Clarisse stood by your side, her fists clenched in a futile attempt to contain the anguish welling up inside her.

Her eyes flickered to the faces of her fellow campers, each one reflecting a mixture of shock, grief, and disbelief.The bonds forged in the heat of battles and training seemed fragile in that moment as the reality of a friend lost to despair sank in.Especially the kids of the Apollo cabin - your fellow half-siblings broke down at the sight,it was too much for them to bear.

You had always been a lively presence in camp,your laughter echoing through the training grounds.Nobody had suspected the darkness that must have gripped your soul to lead to such a tragic action on your part.The weight of the realization pressed down on Clarisse's shoulders, and she couldn't shake the heaviness in her chest.

"No..." Clarisse whispered,the weight of the revelation settling heavily on her shoulders.

"Y/n!!" Clarisse's eyes suddenly widened, her voice a choked rasp. It was a plea, a desperate call to a friend - perhaps a love,who seemed to be slipping away.Her fingers brushed against your cold skin,and a shiver ran down her spine.The air hung heavy with the unspoken fear that lingered between the demigods.

She knelt beside Annabeth - who was still crying - her sword forgotten as she reached out. The usually fierce and stoic daughter of Ares felt a surge of helplessness in the face of such pain.Clarisse couldn't shake the image of you, alone in the darkness, driven to a desperate act.

As the reality of the situation sank in,Clarisse's emotions boiled over. She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white, and let out a primal scream that echoed through the night.The weight of the moment bore down on her, and she collapsed beside you, tears streaming down her face.

"Why?!Why would she do...this!?" Clarisse choked on the words,her voice raw with grief. She cradled you in her arms,her fingers trembling as she tried to comprehend the pain that had driven you to such desperate measures.

You were carried to the infirmary and properly taken care of.Though due to multiple factors like the obvious blood loss and the deadly wound you had inflicted upon yourself - you were still unconscious - not looking ready to wake up any time soon.

Soon enough,the infirmary door creaked open,revealing a scene that would forever be etched in Clarisse's memory.You - laying motionless on a bed,your once vibrant spirit extinguished.The room was filled with an oppressive silence,broken only by the gentle rustling of the wind.

However,Clarisse took it upon herself to visit you,her usual tough exterior softened by the gravity of the situation.The daughter of Ares sat by your bedside, words failing her as she grappled with the fragility of life as you lay unconscious.

The hours passed in a blur of anxiety and grief.The infirmary became a haven for collective sorrow,a place where the demigods faced the fragility of life in its rawest form. Clarisse, usually a pillar of strength, found herself grappling with emotions she had long kept at bay.

"You're not alone." Clarisse finally spoke, her voice wavering slightly. "We all face our demons,but we face them together.You've got people here who care about you." Even though she had no idea if you could hear her or not,she still tried to be there and encourage you - even in your state - but she hoped you could hear her,she then continued. "...I'm one of them.I care for you,I do,I swear I do,damn it!So please,please survive." Her once confident and authoritative tone was now broken and sounded more like a plea than anything.She wanted you to survive.

A/N:I have mixed feelings abt this but I wrote it bc I was in a mood and listening to spotify so ig it works.

Part two here!

[frickingnerd]

find me when it's all over

pairing: annabeth chase x gn!reader

summary: after a quest gone wrong, during which annabeth goes missing, you finally reunite with her a month later in camp halfblood

you had been waiting for weeks for annabeth to come to you. a simple quest, that should've only taken her a week, turned into something bigger. and before you knew it, a whole month had passed by, since you had heard anything from annabeth. and people started to speculate…

“i wouldn't be surprised if annabeth and her team didn't come back. even the simplest quest can lead to death for a halfblood…”

“maybe annabeth wasn't as strong as she thought she was and got herself killed by some monsters”

“i don't want to believe that she's dead… but it's been too long since we last heard from her…”

you've heard all sorts of thoughts and opinions on the matter. but no matter what anyone else said, you believed in annabeth. part of it was desperation, hoping that your girlfriend was still out there, alive and well. but you knew you weren't just telling yourself those things without anything to back it up. annabeth was a strong girl. the strongest you knew. if anyone could make it, it was her! she'd come back to you. you were sure of it!

and eventually, the day came. or rather, the night, in which you'd finally get to see annabeth again.

after two weeks of no contact with annabeth, you had begun to spend your nights away from your cabin. if annabeth were to return, you wanted to be the first to see her. and so, you waited near the barrier of camp halfblood, camping out there every night. and all that waiting paid off, when one night, you saw a group of people from the distance, that got suspiciously close to the barrier.

armed with a small weapon and a flashlight, you made your way towards the barrier. near a big tree, you waited for the group to get closer. until eventually you could hear voices. and a voice you'd recognize anywhere.

“chiron and mr. d are going to kill us for being gone for so long…”

“we shouldn't worry about them right now. more importantly, i think we all have someone at camp that we can't wait to see again. i know i have…”

that voice was annabeth's! there was no doubt about it. which meant that the person she couldn't wait to see again could only be…

“i hope you're talking about me!”

annabeth jumped as she heard your voice. she hadn't noticed you yet and only spotted you when you turned on your flashlight a couple seconds after speaking up. but when she found you, a smile spread on her lips as she ran up to you, leaving her companions a bit behind her.

“y-you're here–!”

you would've never believed you'd ever hear your girlfriend stutter. but annabeth simply couldn't believe her luck, as she wrapped her arms around you with such force that she almost knocked the two of you over, making you stumble back a few steps.

“of course i'm here! i've been here for a month, waiting for you to come home…”

your tone was playful, but you were just trying to hide how glad you were to see annabeth again. if you'd show how you truly felt about seeing her again, you'd likely cry until dawn.

“i'm so sorry i made you worry…”

“oh i wasn't that wo–”

before you could finish your sentence, annabeth gently smacked the back of your head and glared at you.

“don't act so nonchalant! i know you missed me, just like i missed you, idiot…”

you could swear you could see a faint blush on your girlfriend's cheeks. but in that darkness, it was hard to be sure. either way, you chuckled amused and leaned in, resting your forehead against annabeth's.

“i've missed you too, idiot~!” you whispered softly. “you can't even imagine how much…”

annabeth was just about to lean in for a kiss – one that was much needed, after being apart for so long – when her two companions finally caught up to her.

“annabeth–!”

they called out her name, making your girlfriend sigh quietly, as she pulled away from you.

“yes?”

“we want to speak to chiron as soon as we can! are you coming along?”

annabeth hesitated to reply, clearly wanting to stay with you for a bit longer, after being apart for so long. but you made the decision for her, gently kissing annabeth's forehead, before pulling away from her.

“go ahead, i can wait. i've gotten pretty good at waiting for you, you know~?”

annabeth rolled her eyes, as a small smile hushed over her lips. she pressed a quick kiss onto your lips, before jogging up to her companions, as she called out to you:

“i promise, i'll be back soon! you won't have to wait another month for me again~!”

[daydreamingmia]

First Day on Set🌊🔱

Walker Scobell X Reader | Series | You Belong With Me🔱 Part 1

A/n: Sorry, I didn't re-read the story, so there might be spelling errors.

Y/n's bio: The reader is just a few weeks younger than Walker. She got her start on Good Luck Charlie as Charlie. But Taylor Swift discovered her musically. She has released three record-breaking albums so far. Once Taylor took her under her wing, things were never the same. Not that you didn't like it. You loved it!! But sometimes the paparazzi can be annoying. Especially when your best friends are huge stars.

When she gets the part of Annabeth in Percy Jackson, she becomes best friends with the cast. Especially her co-star, Walker Scobell. But will they become more than just friends?

The alarm clock goes off and you look over to see it is 7 am.

You groan as you turn it off

"Come on y/n! We are going to be late!"

You hop out of bed as your remembered what day it was. Today was the first day of filming Percy Jackson! You have loved Percy Jackson since you were very little and you were so excited to play Annabeth! You hop out of bed and rush to get dressed.

This is just the first thing I found on pinterest

(You can change it if you'd like)

By the time you are ready it is 7:35. You run out to the car and jumped in. Then you saw a text from the group. You have gotten very close to all of them in the last few months. Especially Walker.

Camp Halfblood GC

Walker🔱: Y/n! You were supposed

to be here 20 minutes ago! Are

you still asleep?🙄🙄🙄

Aryan🐐: Oh no! The monsters got y/n!!😱😱

Y/n: I just fought one off!! I'm on my way now!!

Y/n: I just fought one off!! I'm on my way now!!

Walker🔱: On second thought

maybe don't come here. 😬

Y/n: She says she'll let me live

if I tell her where Walker is hiding.

Walker🔱: What?!

Y/n: I'm on my way!! She let me go😁

Walker🔱: Oh no! You are the one

who is gonna betray me 😱😱

Y/n:🤣🤣🤣

Y/n: I'm pulling in now.

Walker🔱: Cool. You want some Chick fil a? I'm ordering delivery.

Y/n: YES PLEASE!!!😁

××FLASHBACK××

You and the cast of Percy Jackson were going to a Party to meet one another.

You get out of the car and are half way there when you realize you forgot your phone.

"Ugh! Mom I forgot my phone ill run back and meet you there."

She nidded

You were running back when you ran into someone.

"Hey!" He said jokingly as you both fell to the ground.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't look where I was going!" You apologized

"Don't worry about it!" He said with a chuckle as he stood up and offered you his hand. You took it and he pulled you up

"Hey aren't you that girl from Avengers?" He asked

"Please to make your acquaintance." You said in a funny voice bowing

You both laugehd

"Y/c/n is such a badass!"

You talked for a little but then parted way so you could get your phone.

××END FLASHBACK××

When you got to set you parking in your marked spot and went to your trailer to meet your hair and makeup artists(Gina and Natalie). They were very nice and sat you down as you got to know each other.

Walker walked in with Chick Fil A and sat next to you.

"I got you a cookies and cream milkshake too" He said sitting down I the seat next to you.

"Thank you!! Your makeup is done already?" You asked while grabbing the milkshake he was taking a sip out of.

"IT WAS DONE AN HOUR AGO! YOU WERE LATE!" He screamed and you both laughed.

You take a picture of him and the food and post it.

The first scene you did was the bathroom scene.

You were talking with Dior when the director yelled action. You got yourself into character.

"I can explain" Walker said nervously

"No you can't" I replied

"Okay. Wait...I know you dont I?"

"No you don't" I replied channeling my inner Annabeth

"You were there that night in the infirmary"

"Yes. I'm Annabeth"

"Are you stalking me Annabeth?"

"Yes" I say like it's totally normal

"Okay" He said caught off guard

"Well, I've been waiting to see if something like this would happen so I know if you can help me"

"Help you do what?"

"Win capture the flag of course"

The director yelled cut and Walker walked up to you dripping wet

"Hey great job! You were born to play Annabeth!" He said as you backed away from him

"What's wrong?" He asked a little confused

"I don't want to get wet" you said continuing to set back

"Well in that case..." He said with a mischievous grin in his face

He then lunged forward and had you in and bear hug and was spining you.

The hug you didn't mind but now you were covered in water too.

"WALKER! PUT ME DOWN!" You demand

"Fine" He said putting you down

"That's what you get for eating my nuggets" He said with a fake stern face

"I hate you! You said looking at how soaked you were.

"You love me" He said with a smile

"I do" you sighed

A/N: This is my first attempt at fanfiction!! I hope you like it!

[moodyseal]

TOApril Day 3 - Stop to Smell the Roses

It's 9 pm and I barely made it for day 3 but ANYWAY

This drawing is based on what is probably the most obvious AU choice there can be for these two, which is a Flower Shop AU (I mean, sort of AU? Does it even count as an AU if it's set post-canon? Oh well) (I'm going to expand on it a bit under the cut)

Basically, after the events of TOA and once Meg is a little bit older (16, I guess? Chiron doesn't care about child labour laws but we do) she and Apollo open up a small flower shop somewhere in New York without really needing to work hard for it since, you know, she can grow any kind of plant she wants and he's literally a god

The reasons why they do that range from "Apollo was bored and somehow managed to circumvent the Ancient Laws to do this" to "Camp Halfblood needs more funding" (which ties back to the first point since Camp Halfblood is, technically, under his protection) to "Meg never learned money responsibility and she needs to in case she ever makes it to college"

Apollo, of course, insists for a very corny name that is a not so subtle reference to the Greek pantheon and Meg agrees because whatever, who cares

In any case, they finally open up shop, and things of course get busy because a) Meg is still a demigod and sometimes monsters will still very stupidly try to kill her, b) other monsters who just live their life (like that snake guy from TON whose wife probably did kill him once he reformed) will have absurd requests for their bouquets, and c) the shop also started doubling as some sort of sanctuary for demigods on the run and that's even more responsibility

There's also the fact that in this AU Hyacinthus is sort of alive and visits the shop without Apollo recognizing him, which is a whole other can of worms

I've kept it in my drafts for AGES with the intention of writing a fic out of it once I finished White Noise, but that didn't happen so I might as well make use of it for something lol

[nadinebrooks]

Here is the link to my masterlist.

How You Spend the Christmas Holidays Part 2

I just thought this was something cute to do for the holidays! I hope you are able to spend some time with family and friends. Please enjoy

George: Slytherin, halfblood, same year

"I know my mom can be a lot, and I'm sorry for all of this but-" George started saying, but I didn't care. It was perfect. He was perfect. Everything about this moment was perfect. I lunged across the bed wrapped my arms around his neck. George was staying at school for the holidays, and I decided that I would keep him company since my family wasn't doing anything too special.

"Tell your mom I love it." I grinned pulling away from the hug to see his face bright red. She had knitted me one of her famous sweaters and tossed in some homemade fudge. I couldn't have asked for a better gift.

I pulled the (f/c) sweater on over my head. I had left the Slytherin common room very early in the morning to sneak into George's room to surprise him this morning. I had brought him a couple of gifts that he had already opened, but I was saving one special gift. I was holding a very small box that I'm sure he was bound to notice sometime soon.

"Whatcha got there?" George chucked looking around my back trying to see what it was.

"I got these a couple of months ago, but I decided to wait to give it to you for Christmas." I passed the small box over to him and patiently waited for him to open it. When he finally did, I couldn't help but giggle at the surprised look on his face.

"Are you serious (y/n)?" In his hand were 4 tickets to a Quidditch match this summer. He had been talking about this team nonstop since they won the championship last year so I figured I would get him some tickets for an upcoming game. "Who are the other 2 tickets for?"

"Whoever you want." I shrugged, "I figured you'd want to invite Fred and he can pick someone to bring along. Just don't lose them."

"Wouldn't dream of it." He was still staring at the 4 paper tickets in his hand as if they were pure gold. Then he looked up at me with a look that I had never seen from him. "(y/n), I could kiss you right now."

And with that he started to lean in. I felt myself start to get nervous. I had never kissed a boy before. What if I wasn't any good at it? What if George didn't like me anymore after this? But before our lips could connect, the door busted open and there was Fred.

Don't get me wrong, I love Fred, but he couldn't have picked a better time to walk in? He could've given us at least another minute.

"Wow. Where'd you get those?" He questioned picking up the tickets lying on the bed.

"(y/n) got them for me. But did you need something Fred? We were kinda in the middle of something."

"Oh yeah." He nodded dropping onto the bed clearly oblivious to what he had walked into. "Hermione showed me a spell to enchant the snowmen so we could have snowball fights with them. So be ready in ten minutes so we can head outside." And with that to wait down in the common room.

"I'll meet you two at the entrance. I need to head back to get dressed." I got up off George's bed and walked towards the door. But before I could get too far he grabbed my hand and spun me around. He leaned forward until his lips were on mine. I wasn't expecting it at all.

At first, it was hard for me to keep up with the way he was kissing me, but after a moment I caught on. Then I started kissing him back as hard as he was kissing me. George pulled away and I sighed in annoyance which caused him to chuckle.

"Fred is going to wait a little bit longer." He smirked locking the door.

Fred: Gryffindor, pure, 2 years below (same as Trio)

I stumbled out of the fire place in the Weasley residence. I loved this place just like it was my own. I was here more than I was at my own house. I grew up in a Slytherin household, but my parents didn't mind the Weasleys too much. They had actually come to become friends over the past couple of years.

"(y/n)." I heard someone yell.

"Hermione. I'm in the living room." I called back as she ran into my arms. She was one of best friends and even though we hadn't seen each other in a couple of days, it felt like it had been months.

"Why are you all covered in soot?" She questioned stepping back and trying to dust it all off.

"Floo Powder." I told her.

"(y/n) is here." There came more voices from another room of the house. Then came Ginny who was suddenly hugging me. I hadn't realized how much I had missed them. I would've come to their house right when school got out but I had to return home because the Zabinis were having a holiday party that I was not allowed to miss.

My parents could be a little old fashioned at times and I knew they were expecting me to marry someone who was pureblood which is why I couldn't skip the party. They were hoping I would meet my husband there.

"Hiya (nickname)." There came a very familiar voice. I pulled away from everyone to see Fred standing there in the doorway.

"Hi." I suddenly whispered looking down at my shoes. Why did he make me feel like this? One of the very few people who made me nervous.

"C'mon Ginny." Hermione said grabbing the youngest Weasley's hand and dragged her out of the room to give us some privacy.

"I missed you." I mumbled. In about three strides Fred was standing in front of me. I looked up at him and then back down unable to meet his gaze.

"I missed you too." He chucked wrapping my arms around Fred pulling him into me. Fred wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me into him. We didn't say much of anything. We just stood there embraced in each other's company.

Then I had the strangest idea: maybe I could marry Fred. I know he's not what my parents were thinking, but he was a pureblood. Plus I knew that in the end he could make me very happy. Which is all I wanted from someone.

"Now let's go see mum. She's been dying to see you ever since I told her you were coming." Fred pulled away and I followed him into the kitchen.

"Who else is here?" I asked him.

"Well there's you, Hermione, Harry, Sirius, oh Tonks and Lupin should be here sometime tonight. Mum has been preparing dinner all day to get ready for everyone."

"(y/n) dear." Mrs. Weasley grinned when she saw me. "It's so good to see you dear. How are your parents? I do hope they're doing well." She smiled pulling me into one of her hugs.

"They're doing fine Mrs. Weasley. They told me to tell you they said hello."

"Please call me Molly. Now can you two please get out of the kitchen. I've still got so much to do. I think everyone else is in Ginny's room. Oh and (y/n) you can sleep in the guest room or in the room Ginny's room with Hermione. Whichever one you please." And with that she shooed us out of the kitchen to get ready.

I went upstairs to say hello to everyone. I had really missed all of them. We all decided to play some games of exploding snap until it was time for dinner. I was absolutely terrible at this game.

I ended up sitting between Fred and Harry. While we were eating, Fred rested his hand on my thigh. I thought it was a mistake until his hand slowly started traveling higher and higher until I had to smack it away. I could see Harry smirking at us out of the corner of his eye.

After everyone was full, Molly sent us all upstairs to go to bed. Before I had went to bed, I wanted to speak to Fred about what had happened at the dinner table.

"Fred." I hissed pulling him somewhere so we could talk privately. "What was that at dinner?"

"What are you talking about?" His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."

"I'm afraid I don't (y/n)."

"Look Fred, I need you to listen good because I'm not going to repeat myself. I like you and I completely understand if you don't feel the same way. But I'm not going to allow you to do all these touchy feely things just because you can. I respect myself enough to-" but I was completely cut off by his lips on mine. It was a soft kiss, but I wanted more. I needed more. Fred's arm snaked around my wrist pulling me closer into him. When I tried to deepen the kiss, he pulled back chuckling.

"Good night (nickname)." He smirked heading towards his room.

That night, I lay in bed not able to take my mind off Fred. I cannot believe that kiss happened. I was starting to think that it didn't even happen. As I began to doze off there was a loud bang out in the hallway. I instantly sat up in bed trying to hear what was going on.

Then came Mrs. Weasley's voice roaring from outside my door.

"Fred Weasley! I just know that's not you trying to sneak into (y/n)'s room in the middle of the night."

Cedric: Hufflepuff, muggleborn, same year

"Can we please go outside?" I pleaded pulling on Cedric's hand. He was laying out on the couch reading a book on Quidditch.

"No (y/n). You are not allowed to go outside."

"But why?" I pouted dramatically falling onto the couch. "We don't even have classes anymore."

"You already know the answer to that (y/n). You get sick just looking at the snow. And when you get sick, I end up having to take care of you which causes me to fall ill as well. Plus your mother would kill me if we showed up on her doorstep sick."

I stood at the window in the common room staring out the window in awe. Where I came from, it did not snow like this. We occasionally had little flurries, but it never got cold enough for the snow to stick to the ground like this.

It was exactly what it looked like in the movies. I needed to get outside immediately to play. Breakfast didn't start for another hour so I figured that I had time to get down there for a little while before it was time to eat. I noticed that Cedric put his book and walk over to the window beside me and stare outside. At first I didn't say anything to him.

I assumed that he was watching everyone else playing in the snow and maybe he was going to change his mind. But then he adjusted his gaze. Now he was watching me.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" I smiled at him gesturing out to the snow.

"Yeah," he nodded still staring at me. "You are."

"What?" I asked in shock turning my attention to him. I cannot believe he had said that. Ever since we had started hanging out, I had started to grow rather fond of him. But I always thought that he saw me as a younger sister since I he was always having to look after me due to my mother's orders.

"I was just agreeing with you. The snow is beautiful." He quickly tried to avert his gaze from me now watching everyone who was playing outside. He had this look on his face and I knew that I would be getting exactly what I want.

"Fine. We can go outside but only for a little while."

"Thank you Ced." I gave him a quick hug. "Let me go change into something warmer and I'll be right back." I quickly ran upstairs and put on something a lot warmer to keep me from freezing.

We had been outside for about 30 minutes or so and I had started to get cold, but I wasn't going to tell Cedric that. In all of my excitement, I hadn't gotten my warmest coat and I was really starting to regret that. I fell onto my back and started moving my arms back and forth to make snow angels.

"Get up (y/n)." Cedric sternly said leaning over me. "You're going to get sick."

I opened my eyes to see him standing over me. I could tell he was cold by the fact that his nose was starting to turn red.

"No." I stuck my tongue out and went back to making snow angels. I heard him let out an agitated sigh and then walk away. Then he came back and stared at me. I wasn't sure what to make of the situation so I just tried to look away from him. I was starting to feel uncomfortable so I got up.

"Now your robes are drenched." He took in my appearance but I wouldn't allow him to see that I was cold. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. "And your hair is a mess." He reached up and gently smoothed out my hair trying to get the snow out of it.

"I don't mind." I don't know why but I was suddenly worried about Cedric looking at me. I didn't usually care what he thought about me, but now I really did.

"I know you don't (y/n)," he chuckled shimmying out of his jacket. "Here put mine on."

"I don't want to take your jacket."

"Please take it." He begged trying to force me into it. I took my jacket off and put the larger one on. "Now you look even cuter than before. We need to get you inside before you get sick." He turned around and headed towards the entrance. Did Cedric Diggory just say that I was cute?

"Cedric?" I called out running after him.

"Yes?"

"Do you really think I'm cute?"

"Of course."

"Not like I'm your little sister cute. But like you're attracted to me cute?"

"I'm very much attracted to you (y/n). I figured you would have caught on by now, but you're not good at picking up on signals."

"I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize." Cedric held the door open for me and I thanked him walking inside the warm building. I opened my mouth to say something else but then I sneezed.

"Damnit (y/n)." He groaned realizing what this meant. "Your mom is going to kill me."

[simplepotatofarmer]

please share some of your c!dream design ideas!!

okay okay here's some of my very favorite ideas:

-- rabbit dream! specifically a fawn colored flemish giant. i have a rabbit and the thing is, they are strong. they are determined. they can jump really high and are fast and also throw tantrums. plus anyone who has a rabbit knows they are haunted by the horrors (knowing their place on the food chain and struggling against it).

-- hare dream. same as above but with even more horrors! but still, big ears, strong legs. parkour king, you get me?

-- ball head. make him like one of those art pose dolls. he has joints. you slap his head and it goes boing.

-- CHICKEN DREAM. not to be confused with my idea of c!dream literally just being a chicken. i'm talking chicken hybrid. he has a comb (check out chickens with v combs, they'd look like horns!) personally i like the appenzeller spitzhauben because of its personality and appearance. you have to understand that chickens are fierce, they're stubborn and sometimes full of malice and willing to kill and also protective of their flock. (i also have this emotion about 'hope is a thing with feathers' and how the thing remaining in pandora's box was hope and i just really feel like dream should have feathers and i feel like it should be chicken feathers.)

-- axolotl dream. the face looks like the face of his mask.

-- i really love the idea that c!dream is just some sort of creature. he's covered with green fur, the same color as the minecraft skin, except for a white belly and under arms and legs. no one knows where his eyes are. he's so very off-putting.

-- even MORE creature. he’d be like a fucked up green rabbit. put him in a vat of radioactive sludge. give him a long tail and long ears. a cute little bunny nose above a too wide mouth full of teeth. he has claws and a white underbelly. when someone scares him, his fur sticks up. kinda like this but actually just have green fur all over his back.

-- dream but he's literally just a chicken.

-- any dream that has snake like features. or look up yuan-ti because yeah, that's it, especially the purebloods or halfbloods. coloration of a emerald tree boa, i think. or a white ball python morph but with bright green eyes.

ALSO and this is critical, this is the most important thing: give your dream a prosthetic. i'm a fan of giving him a prosthetic leg because i feel like that's definitely something that would've happened in prison. but you gotta give him clear trauma. they used the word maim. cut off some fingers. take an arm or a leg. i'm beggin'!

[azacharie95]

When your SPM brainrot comes to haunt you and then gives you the best ideas but you’re stuck in freakin’ wRITERS BLOCK- So instead, here’s my take on all of the Count’s minions before they join him + headcannons and anything that comes to mine-

This is mostly just word vomit and it’s not proofread so sorry for all the spelling errors- started this at 3 am and now finishing 12 hours later- yIpPie- maybe some day I’ll have the energy to write all of these down into a story one shot thingy-

The first I want to start with is O’Chunks because he needs some love (and by that I mean I’m about to throw against the wall of ideas because OH BOI-).

O’Chunks suffers from nightmares of the day that all of his men were killed, which also led to him having a really hard time trusting anyone other then The Count thinking they were going to betray him before get got close with Nastasia

I like to think that O’Chunks have always had semi crushes on each other but have been very blind to it since Nastasia was mostly blinded by The Count

Before his life with The Count he lived somewhere near York Town in another town before he had gone to war and got he and his men sold out and murdered (did he watch? Yes. He had to as captain.)

He was then saved before he was killed by The Count but by then the damage had already been done and he was now blind in his left eye and his head had been slightly bashed in making him kinda forgetful about a majority of his life that didn’t come to haunt him in his dreams

Before his life with Bleck, he did in fact have a family that he had to leave behind but now he can’t remember what they look like or even how to get home (or an even worse option, his entire home was raided and ransacked so there was nothing to go back to anyway and he just couldn’t remember what he was missing forever-)

As for his family? I like to think he may or may not have had a wife but he definitely had a daughter who acts a lot like Mimi making him grow very familiar with her quickly

He also really likes grapes for this-

Up next on the chopping block is Nastasia herself, and I’ll be honest I didnt have a lot at first before it hit me like a train wreck in my sleep-

I like to think she was a halfblood of The Tribe of Darkness, her father being of the Tribe and her mother being a kind of vampire/monster that many people feared (hence the similarities of skin tone with The Count)

She was raised by her mother for a long time but was chased for most of her life for not being ‘human’ or the Ancients just really wanted to get her because they didn’t like halflings because it was a waste of their magic potential and dangerous- maybe they were just speciesest- idk

She was caught in a magical trap deep in the woods and left to starve there for awhile up until Count Bleck had found her and freed her (because this was weeks after the Timpani incident so he still had a heart to help others)

Being so grateful and having nowhere else to go, she tagged along with The Count where she was given her more human like bat from so she wouldn’t run into any trouble anymore (that and at first she was sure he was going to kill her for just being alive

Now Dimentio is a really really tricky one because I have some ideas based off of different things I really liked (the idea of him being younger like Mimi is one of them but as for cannon wise I wouldn’t be so sure-)

One things for sure though is I truly believe that he was The Magician’s son and Shadoo was his older sister

His mother and father were the original leaders of The Ancients and The Magician was one of the writers of The Dark Prognostics (it was handed down to each of the original leaders of The Ancients/he or his wife originally wrote it because of vivid nightmares of the future-)

I fully believed that Dimentio’s mom would be like Master of Time or something- making Dimentio call himself the Master of Dimensions (yes I just gave him mama’s boy syndrome- no I will not be taking it back-)

He and Shadoo were close as she was his older sister that took care of them and had very promising magical abilities leading his father to take her everywhere with him to try to make those powers stronger while Dimmy just mostly tried to help where he could seeing as his powers wouldn’t kick in until later and wasn’t as strong as hers at first

While The Magician and Shadoo were away, The Tribe of Ancients was attacked/a spell had gone wrong setting the entire tribe into a state of panic because no one could escape

As a last ditch effort, Dimentio’s mom (What her name would be? I have no clue-) sacrifices herself to save what she came of the tribe and kind of freeze Dimentio in time hidden away where no one could really find him and wake him back up

Now you can play with HCs and CC here and say that Count Bleck and his minions accidentally woke him back up or someone random did because they were looking around where they shouldn’t have been (leading him to either be a child when the game rolls around or he escaped and trains before going to look for The Dark Prognostics because he had no idea what happened to him over 2,000 years)

For cannon I like to think that he escaped and went to go and train to get back his father’s book before ultimately going bonkers because everything he ever knew and loved was violently ripped away from him and he was left alone (making it a big reason why he both despises and adores The Count as having The Ancients blood in him).

So he wants to create perfect new worlds to bring back the world he was forced to leave behind and kill everyone in the process since it’s the worlds fault he was stuck like this anyway

For Fannon tho? I like to think that maybe Bleck had been the one to wake him up and witness his mental break when he realized his entire family and tribe died over 1,500 years ago leading The Count to take care of him forcefully because his bleeding heart over his wife screams “DON’T LEAVE BROKEN CHILD TO GO CRAZY-“

The ultimate reason he betrays The Count is because he doesn’t want his new family to die twice and is willing to do anything to create a new perfect world where he can bring back his original family and bring his new one along even if that means manipulating them to do what he needs to do to “save them” and become the forced king of the new world

Mimi’s is one of the more darker ones IMO and was the main reason that I came up with any of these and decided to throw it onto the internet-

Mimi was raised by her mother and father in a kind of poor situation before being sold (or kidnapped- idk what to go with here) to a wannabe tribe of darkness who wanted to recreate the magic of the ancients no matter the cost

Fully 100% convinced Mimi is a minor (no sure exactly give or take 13-18)

So they started experimenting on her to turn her into a pixel and try to recreate the powers that they used a long time ago but they really messed it up and turned her into a kind of walking corpse

She still could use the powers of a shapeshifter pixel, she just didn’t look the part because they replaced a lot of her ‘human’ parts with metal gears and wires turning her into a walking zombie pixel corpse as a child who only wanted to go home

this is also the reason she kind of has to snap her neck to change from her OG form to her preferred ‘human’ form because she isn’t copying anyone so it hurts more to change into something she wants rather then copying someone else’s while they’re right there (or maybe it is a copy and she keeps a copy of every person she’s copied and it’s just more painful to change into someone else based off of memory or from a long distance? Up to you really-)

The Count had found her because he had heard rumors of people trying to copy after his people and figured maybe it was Timpani trying to find him again but it turned out to be so much darker and killed the wannabes to save Mimi’s life

Since she had no where to go, The Count brought her along thinking that maybe Timpani would like her just as much as he did like a daughter they never could have

She is the silent favorite amongst the minions and everyone knows it minus The Count who says he doesn’t play favorites (yes he does-)

Then we have Mr. L HC simply because he is part of the team and no one will let him think otherwise-

He kind of plays an older brother role to both Mimi and Dimentio (which is why they pick on each other so often and why Mr. L and Dimentio hit heads all the time)

He also gets along well with O’Chunks and they fight/train a lot (I saw this on another person’s HC list and I loved it so I had to add it here-)

Stepping into Fannon territory- He sees Count Bleck and a mentor and boss figure since The Count treats him more like a human then his parents and friends ever did

Even after he isn’t brainwashed anymore he can remember being treated with kindness by the other members and being brought along and invited to things more then his brother and his friends ever did

He doesn’t fully forgive Dimentio for what happened but slowly warms up to the idea of coming to peace about it since no one really wanted to forgive him until they knew why he was so desperate for it

He’s slightly frightened of Nastaisa even to this day because of what happened and that someday she might just snap and jump him again (even if he knows he could take her down perfectly well, he isn’t going try because she’s much faster then him)

Then the dear Old Count himself- picking up random people and children to fill in his broken heart no matter the cost-

Timpani and Blumiere knew each other for longer then the flashbacks gave us credit for (over the span of like 6 months to a year I would think-)

She’s also the reason he had so much light in his heart and hope for other people- to this day it’s her fault that he loves the stars so much and seems to have a child like curiosity about things he doesn’t understand

His father was also highly abusive into making sure his son would follow the right path into taking up the tribe leaving The Count to have many scars on his body along with his heart since Timpani was the only person who ever listened to what he had to say about things (he couldn’t have any friends since he was the chief’s son either so it was like a breath of fresh air to him-)

When his father told him what had happened he believed that his father sent her away while she was dying and so, Blumiere left the tribe to go and look for her before he ever came back to read the Dark Prognostics

5 years passed before he ever returned and his dad tried to convince him to come back only for The Count to murder everyone that was left in his tribe/in the castle they all lived in before reading the Dark Prognostics

As Blumiere died, so did his love for everyone and everything making it so that he was living from a 3rd person POV making him mentally and emotionally detach from his minions who had grown onto him.

It isn’t that he shows he doesn’t care either because he stopped caring about everything they did, only wanting the end of all worlds to come so that he didn’t have to live in the constant said of black and white that his father put him in all those years ago

[every-character-ever-poll]

WEEK ONE ENTRIES

Thank you all for your entries so far! Here is our current lineup, in chronological order of submission, along with their fandoms (according to the submitter). I have placed it under a cut, as the list is... much longer that I thought it would be when bulleted.

The polls will begin being posted on Sunday the 16th of July, and be regularly scheduled after that until this week's group has finished. "Weeks" will start on Sunday because that's the day my laptop calendar considers the beginning of the week.

Elias Bouchard - The Magnus Archives Podcast

Barren from the Baronies - Fantasy High (Dimension 20)

Philza Minecraft - The Dream SMP/Quackity SMP/Origins SMP

Jo Chastain - In Her Skin

Kaidou Shun - The Disasterous Life of Saiki K.

Jill Valentine - The Resident Evil game series

Edward Teach - Our Flag Means Death

Stede Bonnet - Our Flag Means Death

Karkat Vantas - Homestuck

Dave Strider - Homestuck

Donatello - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (specifically, Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Susie - Deltarune

Koichi Haimawari - MHA Vigilantes

Dark Pit - Kid Icarus Uprising

My Melody - Sanrio

Alfur - Hilda

Kass - Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

Labrys - Persona 4 (specifically, Persona 4 Arena)

Rinzler - Tron

Mitzi Mozzarella - The Rock-Afire Explosion (Showbiz Pizza Place)

Corvo Attano - Dishonoured

Kevin - SynthV

The Outsider - Dishonoured as well

Miyamoto Usagi - Usagi Yojimbo

Tomoe Ame - Usagi Yojimbo

Cassandra - Tangled: The Series

Shu Kurenai - Beyblade Burst

Stanford Pines - Gravity Falls

Vinnie Dakota - Milo Murphy's Law

C!Wilbur - The Dream SMP

Adam - Hunt Down the Freeman

Ukiyo Ace/Kamen Rider Geats - Kamen Rider Geats

Eremiel - Beyond the End

C!slimecicle - The Dream SMP

Tubbo_ - The Dream SMP

Hong Lu - Limbus Company

Joe Hills - Hermitcraft

Haruto Keats - 86

Lynnette Tarkington - The Final Girl Support Group

Dana Scully - The X-Files

Lalnable Hector - Yogscast Minecraft RP

Natural Harmonia Gropius - Pokémon: Black and White

Eric "Cat" Chant - Chrestomanci

Red - Pokémon

Alice - Alice

Evil Magician Trent - Xanth

Tannim - SERRAted Edge

Killashandra Ree - Crystal Singer

Kim Dokja - Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Ed'Rashtekaresket - Young Wizards

Shana - Elvenbane/Halfblood Chronicles

Sayaka Miki - Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Kirio Ami - Welcome to Demon School, Iruma!

Accelerator - A Certain Magical Index

Chara - Undertale

Shadow the Hedgehog - Sonic the Hedgehog franchise

Moon Knight - Marvel Comics

Scaramouche (Wanderer) - Genshin Impact

Donato Porpora - Tokyo Ghoul

Solf J Kimblee - Fullmetal Alchemist

Ness - Earthbound

Kelsier - Mistborn

Nayc - The Smile Alchemist

Raoden - Elantris

Honjo Rika - Tenkuu Shinpan

Juo - Tenkuu Shinpan

Arkady Patel - The Strange Case of Starship Iris

Bain - PAYDAY: The Heist and PAYDAY: 2

The Fool/Beloved - Realm of the Elderlings

GLaDOS - Portal series

The Knight/Ghost - Hollow Knight

The Hollow Knight - Hollow Knight

Hornet - Hollow Knight

Xion - Kingdom Hearts

Dennis Reynolds - It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

Zara - Disney Princess Enchanted Journey

Alistair Ash - Fantasy High (Dimension 20)

Phone Guy - Five Nights at Freddy’s

Anna Kwemto - Five Nights at Freddy AR: Special Delivery

Cure Lovely - Happiness Charge Precure

Kaz "Dirtyhands" Brekker - Six of Crows

Fubuki Clockford - Master Detectives Archive: RAIN CODE

Oliver Beebo - Detective Beebo

Leafy - Battle for Dream Island

[irondad-not-ironsad]

So it’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted here but I just saw the Percy Jackson trailer (I know it’s been out for a while oops) and while it looks great I just need to complain about one tiny thing: the signs.

The trailer shows some signs on the camp ground, and they do that thing where they replace a couple of letters in English words with similar looking Greek words. Which would be fine but a) The letters make completely different sounds in Greek b) if this series is accurate, part of the premise is that the characters all read Greek c) This is a series about Greek mythology, inevitably ACTUAL Greek written words will come into play

For example, the two letter substitutes I spot in the trailer is the more subtle β, and the super common one Σ, which people love using as an E to make stuff look cool.

The issue with these? First, β, which is pronounce in English at Beta but in Greek is called “Veetah” makes V sounds, not a B one. (Also β is lowercase, the uppercase is written “Β”) There actually is no letter that makes the sound “B” in Greek, rather it is written using two letter, “μπ” the Greek equivalent of “mp”

Σ is so commonly used in place of an E that I lighten here it referred to as “the Greek E” The letter is actually named Sigma (see-yma), and makes the “S” sound. The ACTUAL Greek letter that makes the “E” sound is called Epsilon, and written “Ε” or “ε” when lowercase.

I’m not asking for a show about Greek mythology to be hyper realistic, I’m just asking that when one of its premises is that the main characters have brains that are “hardwired for Ancient Greek” that they at the very least double check with someone who knows the language, or at the very least a phonetic guide to the Greek alphabet, to confirm the signs at Camp Halfblood would be easy to ready/likely to be made by someone fluent in that language.

I’d love to be proven wrong and see the show actually make reference to the incorrect usage of the letters. Surely on a show with this much focus on Ancient Greece would know better.

[potionisms]

[ Tamino Amir, Half-blood, He/They ] - SEVERUS SNAPE is a [ 20 ] old [ TRANSMASC ], and a member of the [ SLYTHERIN ] house. SEVERUS is studying [ POTIONS ] in their [ 10TH ] year at hogwarts. SEVERUS reminds people of [ a strange silence / moonlight / the smell of rain / an acknowledgement of a passerby / streetlights / a longing for something you can’t quite place / hoping for better days ahead ], and is siding with the [ NUETRAL (?) ] during the war. but hopefully, it won’t come to that.

Written by: Nox, 28, He/they/she Exclusive to the @nox-hq RP group Please do not interact without being part of said group

basics.

name: Severus Todd Snape

meaning: Serious, Stern

nickname: Sev, Snivellous (unwillingly)

birthday: January 9th. capricorn.

age: Twenty

pronouns: He/they

sexuality: Demisexual, panromantic

parents: Tobias Snape (father, Deceased). Eileen Snape nèe Prince (mother, deceased).

languages: English, French.

current residence: Hogwarts / Spinners End

born: Cokeworth, England

wizard fun.

Hogwarts house: slytherin

Hogwarts year: ten

area of study: potions.

extracurriculars: President of Potions club, Dueling club, the gay straight alliance, Herbology club, and Slug Club

affiliation: Neutral (?)

pet: Small, Black Oriental Cat named Coal

blood status: Halfblood

species: wix

patronus: Doe

Animagus (unregistered): Black Fox with silver flecking

boggart: Tobias Snape, Lily's Death, a Werewolf

amortentia ( what he smells ): eucalyptus, rosemary, fresh grass and cedarwood

reverse amortentia scent ( his scent) : Patchouli, sandalwood, petrichor, black pepper

wand type: Ebony, Threstral hair , 11.5 ridgid

appearance.

height: 5'9''

hair color: Black

eye color: Deep brown

hair style: medium and slightly curled

fashion style: Simple, neat. Slacks and button-up/tunic style shirts, sensible footwear

personality.

positive traits: Perceptive, Attentive, Patient, Ambitious, Intelligent

negative traits: Unsociable, Awkward, Blunt, Brash

neutral: Curious, Cautious, Skeptical

theme song: Like a Villain - Bad Omens

headcanons.

Severus cannot fly on a broom. He’s never been able to maintain balance and will seek out any other form of transportation. The few times he did manage to successfully ride, was always with someone else in control and him clinging miserably to them.

He has a fondness for cats, strays especially, and will take the time to feed them. They swarm on the back step of his Spinner’s End home for their bickies.

Severus didn’t enjoy herbology, but he buckled down and excelled in it, with the intent of being able to grow his own ingredients for potions.

Despite the above, he's come to enjoy gardening and has quite a few house plants

Sly and silver tongued, Severus has little trouble talking himself out of trouble. He equally has little trouble in lying to most anyone. The exception to this rule would only be those who get close enough to him.

Severus flinches when touched. As much as he craves physical comforts ( hugs, pats on the back ) he struggles with C-PTSD from his upbringing. He can usually suppress the knee jerk reaction in large social settings, but occasionally it slips through.

He's an especially good cook, when the mood strikes.

Unfortunately, he's prone to forgetting to eat or getting quick-make options

Bio:

The bio is literally too big for tumblr and keeps breaking my post, so you can find his bio in the link here!!

[morbidlyhumorous]

At What Cost (Draco Malfoy)

Draco's POVI sat at the long meeting table, previously our dining table, and tried to pay attention to the talk around me. I found it harder to keep my thoughts about the dark lord's agenda the more I began to doubt my joining the deatheaters. My unseeing eyes wandered aimlessly about the room, not taking in the dark patterned wallpaper or the intricate patterns on the ceiling moldings. I thought about what my girlfriend would think of me now, sitting in this depressing place, rubbing elbows with the worst men wizard kind had known. My thoughts, and the talk around me, stopped when a scream tore through the whole house and seemed to echo in the vast, empty rooms of Malfoy Manor. Several of the members looked anxious and confused, but I knew where it came from. The cells in our basement currently held several people and creatures so that they could be tortured to get answers on the whereabouts on certain persons. My face remained neutral as my bitch of an aunt, Bellatrix, let out a gleeful cackle and looked longingly towards Voldemort.

"Oh please let me go and have some fun with her. I'll surely get the answers out of her." Voldemort pretended to consider this for a moment before he said "I think it would be best to give her someone she trusts, she'd be more likely to give answers under the guise that she was confiding in someone on her side." As he said this, he stood and seemed to glide behind the row of chairs, making people shiver as he passed, before I sensed him stop behind me. I looked across the table and saw my mother's face turn white, but my father's face betrayed no emotion. He gripped the arms of his chair as he said "My lord, are you sure about that? He is still merely a child, and there are many of us more experienced in getting answers.""Yes, but trust is a strong thing, isn't it, Draco?" Before I could respond, there was a shuffling noise heard outside the dining hall. A moment later, a man in dark robes and a great scruffy beard entered the room with a figure thrown over his shoulder. He dumped it unceremoniously on top of the end of the table, and it was then that I got a good look at who it was. "What have you done?" I asked in horror.

I stared in shock at my girlfriend, Y/n, her h/c hair spread around her, her skin as pale as paper. "Nothing quite extreme yet, she is merely unconscious." Voldemort said, studying me carefully. He stepped back a bit and gestured me towards her. I slowly stood and took measured steps towards her, feeling everyone's eyes following my every move. I stood over her and looked down at her pained but beautiful face, wishing I could touch her face but forcing myself to maintain some composure."Why have you done this to her?" I asked. Bellatrix's voice piped in saying, "she was working for the other side.""But she is a pureblood from a noble family, like the rest of us.""But she might as well be a Weasley. She has betrayed us all!" My aunt practically screeched. My eyes narrowed towards her as Voldemort said "It is very unfortunate that we have lost another great pureblood witch to the dirtied halls of Hogwarts, which runs rampant with halfbloods and mudbloods." He seemed to spit out the last word as my aunt cackled again.

I looked towards him and asked "What are you going to do with her?" as I gestured towards the body before me. He seemed unbothered as he replied, "Torture her, of course, until she gives us what we want. Or else she dies if she hasn't gone mad yet.""Just like those Longbottoms!" Bellatrix interjected in a both cheerful and malicious tone. I felt my blood begin to boil at the careless treatment of my girlfriend. She didn't deserve this. My eyes fell upon my mother, and her face was still white and drawn in anguish. She had loved Y/n as the daughter she had never had for several years and was quite fond of her. Next to mother, father's face remained unchanged, but I saw something in his eyes. Even if he hated to admit it, he was fond of Y/n, too.

I was snapped back to reality to hear Voldemort saying, "Really, Draco, you should end your relationship. It does not look good to maintain relations with a traitor." I turned to look at him and said, "I don't think I can do that." His false smile fell for a moment before it came back and he asked, "And why not?" "Because I love this girl and have been with her for many years. She cared for me when no one else did and taught me so much about life." Voldemort's face turned to that of fake sympathy as he said, "Poor Draco, she has corrupted your mind. Can't you see how bad she is for you?" I looked down at her face for a moment before replying, "She is the best thing that has ever happened to me." Voldemort's facade of calm snapped as he yelled, "You foolish boy! We, your family, have nurtured you here in the proper ways to be a wizard, and yet you choose to stay and defend this worthless blood traitor?!""Draco, what has gotten into you? She's just a traitorous bitch!" My aunt howled from her seat as she seemed to whip herself up into a mad frenzy. "You are no family of mine. She is the only family I need, and I will not stay where my family is attacked!" At that moment, my hand grabbed hers tightly and I apparated out of Malfoy Manor, the last things I saw being my parents' shocked faces and the livid look in Voldemort's eyes.

I found myself standing in a little cottage that Y/n and I had built almost two years ago to get away from life when it got too hectic. I had let Y/n design most of it because seeing her happy was the only thing I cared about. I carefully laid Y/n down on a little couch before I got to work setting up protection wards and undetectable spells on the cottage. When I was done, I took Y/n in my arms and examined her. There seemed to be no physical injuries, but there was a lot of strain on her mental state. As I sat there, holding Y/n in my arms, I promised her that I would never let something bad happen to her ever again.I honestly enjoyed writing this one, and I'm tempted to make it into it's own book. Let me know what you think.

[bittertrvgedies]

{ cis woman, she/her } ❝ These violent delights have violent ends,And in their triumph die like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume . ❞ huh, who’s ZENDAYA? no, you’re mistaken, that’s actually ROSE GRANGER-WEASLEY. pronoun is a TWENTY SIX year old HALFBLOOD witch who is a MEDIWITCH. she is a GRYFFINDOR alum and the biological child of HERMIONE GRANGER-WEASLEY AND RON WEASLRY. she is known for being ABRASIVE, BLUNT, and STUBBORN but also CONFIDENT, CREATIVE, and LOYAL, so that must be why pronoun always reminds me of the song VIGILANTE SHIT & TAYLOR SWIFT and the warmth of summer sunrises, notes written between the margins, soft of a crocheted sweaters, rock N roll tee shirts and hair bows. i hear pronoun is aligned with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX, so be sure to keep an eye on her.

E D U C A T I O N

SCHOOLING: Graduate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. St. Mungo’s medical program HOUSE: Gryffindor

Best Classes: Potions, DADA, and Herbology

Worst Classes: Divination.

Electives: Ancient Runes

Honors: Head Girl, Prefect

Extra-Curricular: Chaser, Dueling Club

P E R S O N A L I T Y

THE LABEL: the heroine ENTJ -  is someone with the Extraverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging personality traits. They are decisive people who love momentum and accomplishment. They gather information to construct their creative visions but rarely hesitate for long before acting on them. moral alignment: chaotic good ADDICTIONS: Sweets POSITIVE: creative, loyal, protective, innovative, & survivalist NEGATIVE: abrasive, blunt, untrusting, short-tempered, & impatient HOBBIES: crochet & knit, sews on occasion, loves a good karaoke bar, loves to bake, movie marathoning in a pillow fort

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

father: Ron Weasley

mother: Hermione Granger-Weasley

siblings: Hugo Weasley

grandparents: Arthur and Molly Weasley, Mr. and Mrs. Granger

extended family: TThe Weasley/Potter Clan

H E A D C A N O N S

Has a Grey Maine Coon cat named Sherlock

Is rather proud that she doesn’t have any roommates but tbh, Rose is the worst roommate to have. Her clutter is everywhere.

Is often compared to Hermione much to Rose’s displeasure. They look almost the spitting image of each other with the exception of Rose’s hair colour and rose is quite a clever girl– she did get top marks in school– but that is where the similarities end. Rose is much more rough around the edges… in fact, her edges are frayed and she’s barely holding it together. She’s harsher and more impulsive. she jumps to conclusions a lot and while 90% of the time, she’s right, she can be wrong sometimes. Not that she will ever admit it.

10 out of 10 a daddy's girl.

Sarcastic af

She puts everyone she cares about before herself. Has always been that way and sometimes it tires her.

her full bio is found here.