dominikgarban

[blueberrymash]

james sirius potter and his girlfriend find an old picture of james sirius' grandparents that they took after their wedding - and they decide to recreate it!

[raven-dor]

Hi, could you write something with Charlie Weasley x reader, where reader is friends with the twins and they invite her to the burrow where she meets Charlie, and she's really smart and knows a lot about dragons and that's how her and Charlie start to bond.

Also could reader maybe be a Slytherin, I'm a Slytherin so I just think reader would be too, but the house can be unspecified or something else if you want.

lost without you

in which charlie weasley meets the love of his life

PAIRING: charlie weasley x slytherin!reader

WARNINGS: fluff, sneaking around, falling out, love confessions, molly weasley (sorry...)

AN: i love this request so much... thank you for asking!!

WORD COUNT: 3.7k

She was exhausted, that was for sure. Spending all night- she blushed. She shouldn’t have done that, but he was so kind and strong. Mysterious but gentle. He was brilliant; she could tell by the look in his eyes. 

She giggled as he kissed down her neck, squirming from his touch. He scoffed, no malice behind it. “Love, stop moving…” 

She blushed wildly, hiding her face behind her hands. “I never do this…” 

He pulled himself back to her level, prying her hands away. “There you are.” He whispered. “Don’t hide from me, please.” 

“I’m embarrassed.” She whispered back. “I never-” 

“Never do this.” He smirked, laying beside her and staring at her intensely. “You’ve said.” 

She moved herself closer, tracing shapes on his chest. “What do you do for work?”

He laughed, and she thought to herself he had a rather jolly laugh. “Do you really want to know?” 

She nodded, her eyes begging to shut. His hold was comforting despite the fact that she had known him for approximately two hours. “You look like you have a…” She yawned. “An interesting job.” 

He smiled, leaning his head on hers. “I work in…” 

She had fallen asleep before she had heard where.

Y/N blushed thinking about it. There she was, sleeping in a stranger's arms. 

Then again, it hadn’t felt like that. It felt like she had known him for years. She shook her head, trying to stop herself from daydreaming. George laughed, nudging her ever so softly. “Wake up, Dolly Daydream.” 

She rolled her eyes, shoving him away from her. “I am awake, thank you very much.” 

Fred smirked. “You have that look on your face.” 

“What look?” She glared. “I don’t have a look.” 

He nodded. “Yes, you do.” He laughed. “It's that look when you can't stop thinking about someone.” 

George wiggled his eyebrows. "A secret admirer, perhaps?"

She turned beat red, walking ahead of them to escape the interrogation. 

The twins had a tradition, one they had kept up since they’d gotten into Hogwarts. Every Sunday during the summer, their best friend would come to the Burrow for dinner. There had never been a Sunday she had missed (besides the brief time she was on the run from Voldemort with Ron, Hermione, and Harry). 

And in all that time, Y/N could proudly say she had met every one of their siblings. Except Charlie. According to Mrs. Weasley (who Y/N knew was prone to dramatics) he absolutely hated his family and chose the furthest possible job to worry her. 

Y/N was sure it was because he actually wanted to go to Romania. All her children were good people, and she doubted Charlie stressed his mother out on purpose. 

They had been walking into the Burrow when a shriek rang out from inside the home. Gripping their wands, they ran in ready to fight, when they saw that the shriek had come from Mrs. Weasley, who was sobbing rather dramatically. 

They lowered their wands, peering further into the house to see a young man, not much younger than Bill, being hugged tightly by Ginny. Fred and George left their best friend's side instantly, hugging the man tightly.

“Charlie!” 

Y/N tilted her head, her eyes widening instantly when he turned around. 

What was he- This was the infamous Charlie Weasley. Seeker, Head Boy, and expert Dragonoligist. His grin was bright, and she loved the way his freckles accentuated his cheeks. He locked eyes with her, a twinkle appearing in them. He extended his hand, his voice light and full of humor. “You must be Y/N.” 

She nodded, ignoring the fact that her cheeks felt like they were on fire. She could never tell George and Fred. “That’s me.” 

He smiled, shaking her hand lightly. “I’m Charlie.” 

“I know.” Her eyes widened, and she stumbled over her words, backtracking. “I meant that- Fred and George- I’ve met all of your siblings, so I just thought-” 

He laughed, interrupting her. “It’s alright.” 

Fred raised an eyebrow, clearing his throat. “Shall we eat? I’m famished.” 

Y/N nodded, walking away from Charlie abruptly. George linked arms with his friend, pulling a face when she looked up at him. She rolled her eyes, shoving him away and sitting down. 

Molly smiled at her second eldest son, loading food onto his plate. “You look as if you’ve been starved, Charlie.” 

He glared, taking the food without complaint. “I’ve gained weight since you last saw me, Mum.” 

“What have they been feeding you in Romania?” 

“The same thing you’re giving me now, Mum.” He looked over at Y/N, winking. “I’m all muscle now.” 

Fred shoved him, hissing. “What are you doing?” 

Y/N’s cheeks were still red, and she looked away. Was he trying to fluster her; because he was succeeding. Charlie kept pestering her with small talk, much to her and her blushing nature’s dismay.

“What house were you then?” 

“Slytherin.” She spoke through her food. Placing a hand over her mouth, she said it once more. “I was in Slytherin.” 

His eyebrows rose, but he made no movement to disparage her house. “Makes sense that the twins were drawn to you.” He smirked. “They’ve always been rather cunning.” 

Molly sighed. “You are one of the only Slytherins I’ve been able to stand talking to.” She smiled. “Which is quite the feat.” 

Y/N smiled shyly, not liking all the attention that was currently on her. Normally, she faded into the background, only providing (what she thought) were witty remarks when necessary. And now, here he was, pulling her out of her shell. It was some kind of cruel joke, she decided, that they had met the way they had.

Loud knocks rang through her apartment, and she groaned, shoving her face into her pillow. “One moment!” 

The knocks persisted, and she threw the covers off of her body, racing towards the door, wand in hand. “I said one-” She tilted her head, looking through the peephole to see Charlie. Now suddenly highly self-conscious about her appearance, she cast a beauty spell, smoothing out her hair before opening the door. “Hiya.” 

He nodded. “May I come in?” 

She crossed her arms. “Why?” 

He smirked, stepping closer. “Is it so shocking that I wanted to see you?” 

She blushed, stepping aside so he could enter. Watching suspiciously as he looked around at her flat, she shut the door. “You wanted to see me? That’s it?” 

He nodded, picking up a photo album. “What’s in here I wonder?” 

Y/N laughed, reaching out to steal it from his hold. “Charlie-” 

“Indulge me.” He sat down, patting the cushion beside him. “Tell me about them.” 

She sat beside him, peering over her shoulder and explaining each photo he asked about. “That’s me and the twins in fifth year. I think that was two days after they’d left the hospital wing.” 

Charlie laughed. “When they tried to enter the Triwizard Tournament?” 

She nodded, laughing with him. “Exactly. And that-” She pointed to the next photo. “Is me and George at the Yule Ball.” 

He tensed. “You and George-” 

She shook her head quickly, placing a hand on his arm. “We’re just friends, trust me. Ange would have my head.” 

He smiled. “Ah. Well…” He looked back at the book, smirking at the baby photo. “What’s this-” 

She snatched the book from his hands, clutching it to her chest. “Absolutely not.” 

Charlie had been coming over practically every day since his first impromptu visit. During those visits, they’d discovered that they both had a mutual love of dragons and that her knowledge of dragons rivaled his, a professional dragonkeeper. 

(She never let him forget it.) 

She sat at her bar as Charlie cooked them a Romanian dish he had made ‘one hundred times before.’ Y/N trusted his cooking, after all his mother was Molly Weasley. She then reasoned with herself that his brothers were also Fred and George, who couldn’t cook to save their lives. He moved around her kitchen like he’d lived there for ages, and she tried not to drool as she watched his muscular frame. 

He cleared his throat, laughing. “Williams? You alright?” 

She sat up, realizing she had started daydreaming. Nodding quickly, she smiled. “Great.” 

He sat his spoon down, walking over to her until they were right by each other. “Are you sure? You seemed…” He whispered, staring at her lips. “Distracted.” 

She laughed, walking away. Salazar, if he looked at her like that again, she didn’t know if she could resist- “No, I-” A hand grabbed her wrist, and she gasped. Her skin felt like it was on fire. “Charlie.”

He stood behind her, his breath fanning over her neck. “Tell me you haven’t thought about that night, and I’ll stop. I swear to you.” 

“Charlie, we can’t…” 

“Don’t.” He pulled her close. “Have you thought about that night, yes or no?” 

“Yes.” She nodded, turning around to face him. “Every night.”

He smirked, leaning down. “Every night huh?” 

She nodded once more. “Charlie, stop teasing. It’s-” 

He slammed his lips against hers, grabbing her legs and wrapping them around his waist. “Godric, you’re going to be the ruin of me.” 

That had been months ago. She had felt horrible, keeping it a secret from the twins, Ron, and Salazar, Ginny too. She hadn’t told anyone, which could have been why she felt so wracked with guilt. It was odd, she told herself, to be sleeping with her best friend’s older brother. 

But when Charlie held her in his arms, she forgot all about her guilt. Her heart felt full, and she reasoned with herself that Fred and George would be happy for her if she told them. Happy that she finally found someone that cared about her as much as she-

“Love?” Charlie's voice rang through the door. “Can I come in?” 

She yelled back, casting a beauty spell over herself. “It’s open!” Walking out of her bedroom, she smiled shyly at the ginger man, holding hoards of groceries in his arms. He sat them down on the counter, taking each item out and putting them away.

“How was work?” 

She shrugged. “Same as always I suppose. Kingsley told me if I keep it up, I could be one of the youngest team leads in history.” She laughed, helping him put the last of it away. “Except Harry, of course.” 

Charlie nodded. “He’s quite the talented wizard.” Grabbing the vegetables for their salad, he began rinsing them off in the sink. She walked over, wrapping her arms around his torso. He hummed, smiling to himself. “Do you think we should-” She closed her eyes, taking in his rich scent of teakwood and tobacco. “Do you think we should tell my family about us?” 

Her eyes shot open, and she pulled away from him like he was scolding hot. “What?” 

His back tensed, but he didn’t turn around. “Mum’s been asking to meet the girl who’s been taking up all my time.” 

“Well, what did you say?” She walked toward her fridge, grabbing a butterbeer. 

“I said I’d have to ask her.” He turned around, watching anxiously as she refused to make eye contact. “So, what do you say?” 

“Charlie…” 

His voice was small. “Are you- are you embarrassed?” 

“No it’s not…” She sighed. “It’s not that, Charlie. I just-” 

“I’m sorry I brought it up.” He interrupted. “Let’s just go back to making dinner.” 

She nodded, not wanting to break their peace. But as the night went on, she realized their peace had been broken as soon as she said she hadn’t wanted to tell everyone. The air was tense as they ate, the once warm air turned freezing from the distance between them. She cleared her throat, setting down her fork. “I’ve been meaning to bring this up to you.” 

His face looked sullen, but he sat his fork down as well, staring into her eyes. Her heart fluttered, Salazar, he was beautiful. “Yes?” 

“I-” She gulped. “I think we should stop seeing each other.” 

He nodded calmly. “Is there someone else?” 

She shook her head adamantly. “Merlin, no! I just… I think it’s odd. Don’t you?” 

He tilted his head. “What do you think is odd about this?”

“That you and I-” She stuttered. “I’m their best friend.” 

He nodded. “You are.” 

“It feels wrong, lying to them.” 

“Well,” His voice held a frustration she had never heard before. “That is why we'd tell them.” 

“Charlie…” She was getting tired. “It’s not fair to you; me not wanting to tell them. I’m just-” 

“What?” He laughed hurmourlessly. “What are you?”

“You could be out there, finding someone who you could end up…” She blushed. “You know.” 

He stood up, grabbing his things. “I thought that was you.” His eyes looked heartbroken, and she honestly didn’t know why she was doing this to them. Everything was fine, why- “Because you are.” He smiled lightly. “You are that for me.” 

Her eyes started tearing up. “I’m sorry.” 

He shook his head. “It’s alright.” Opening the door, he whispered over his shoulder. “I’ll see you around then.” 

She’d been a mess for weeks. She’d practically shunned everyone from her life, only going to work because she needed money to live. Peeling off her dress robes, a knock echoed through her flat. Odd, she hadn’t had any planned visitors. “One moment.” 

The knocks were never ending, and she rolled her eyes, stalking towards the door. “I said-” The twins stood in front of her. “Oh.” She stiffened. “Hi.” 

They scoffed, George breaking the tension. “You look like a right mess, Williams.” 

Fred nudged him, murmuring. “George…” He smiled at the girl standing in front of them. “You alright love?” 

Her eyes widened. The last time she’d been called love… It was like she couldn’t forget him. She nodded, ushering them in. “Sit, sit.” 

They came in, taking in their surroundings. Fred cleared his throat. “What have you been up to?” 

“Nothing much.” She forced herself to smile. “How’s the shop?” 

George squinted. “We haven’t seen you for three weeks, and you’re asking how the shop is?” He stood closer to her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. “What happened, love?” 

“I-” Her throat felt as if it was closing. “Nothing. I swear.” 

He shook his head. “Fine, you don’t need to tell us.” He sat down on the couch, Fred following after him. “Mum’s been asking why you haven’t come to dinner lately.” 

She winced. How would she get out of this?

Answer: she wouldn’t. 

Because moments after, they were flooing to the Burrow, Mrs.Weasley wrapping her arms around her. “Where have you been?” 

She blushed, hugging the older witch back. “Work was busy.” She winced as Mrs.Weasley’s unconvinced stare pierced her soul. “I’m sorry.” 

Mrs. Weasley laughed, ushering her inside. “No apologies necessary. Have you been eating? You look frail, dear.” 

“I-” Charlie was in the kitchen, and upon hearing his mother’s voice, turned around. She felt like she could melt. “Weasley.” 

He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. “Williams.” 

Mrs. Weasley interrupted. “Why don’t you take a seat in the living room dear. I’ll add an extra plate to the table.” 

She nodded. “Thank you Mrs.Weasley.” Scurrying past Charlie, she plopped down on the couch, staring at the ceiling. 

“You’re alive.” A woman’s voice broke through the silence. She turned her head over, smiling at the new presence.

“Hey Gin.” She stood up, hugging her tightly. “I missed you.” 

Ginny hummed. “I missed you too.” Pulling out of the hug, she grabbed her friend's hands in hers. “Tell me what happened between you and Charlie.” 

Her eyes practically fell out of her sockets. “What are you-” 

Ginny glared. “Don’t play dumb with me. He’s been a whiny mess lately, that can’t be coincidence.” 

“There could be a million reasons for why he's whining. You don’t-” Ginny sat down on the couch, pulling her along.

“What did he do?” Ginny whispered. “I’m very skilled at the Bat Bogey Hex.” 

She laughed. “I know you are. Trust me, it wasn’t his fault. I-” She sighed, leaning against the back of the couch. “I thought you’d be upset at me, if you knew I was seeing your brother. Besides, Charlie is sweet, I’m not the right fit for him.” 

A deep voice echoed through the room. “Don’t you think that’s for me to decide?” Ginny’s eyes widened, and Y/N stared back, begging her not to leave. “Could you give us a moment, Gin?” 

She held on to Ginny’s hands as tightly as she could, but Ginny pulled away, murmuring sorry as she raced out of the room, no doubt telling her boyfriend and entire family. So much for secrecy. Taking a deep breath, she stood up, waving casually. “Charlie.” 

“You’re not the right fit?” He scoffed, walking close enough so that he could whisper and only she would hear. “You’re not the right fit, really?” 

“You know what I meant.” 

“I don’t really.” He grabbed her hands in his. “You are what I’ve-” He took a deep breath, most likely gathering the courage to tell her. “You are what I’ve always wanted. What I’ve always dreamt of.” 

She blushed. “Don’t patronize me…” 

“Love…” He tilted his head. “You are everything to me, and it kills me to be apart from you. Really.” 

“I don’t know how the twins would react-” 

“Who cares!” He yelled, quickly remembering he was inside and lowering his voice. “Who cares? I love you and I-” Charlie’s golden eyes widened, and he stuttered. “I mean-” His smile was sure, brighter even. “I love you, and if you love me, then we can make it. Through anything, including my brother’s disapproval.” Pulling her as close as he physically could, he whispered. “I don’t think I can be that separated from you ever again. It was torture, Williams.” He leaned down, their foreheads leaning against each other. “Utter torture.” 

“I love you too-” He pulled her lips to his, kissing her as deep as his body would allow him. She squeaked, melting in his touch. “Charlie, wait just a moment.” He groaned, leaning his head on her shoulder. “I know you could do perfectly fine with your brother’s disapproval, but they’re my best friends. I can’t just… I can’t lose them.” 

He whispered into the crook of her neck, chills running down her spine. “Even if that meant losing me?” 

She kissed his temple, humming. “I’m sorry.” Forcing herself to pull away, she ignored the chills that fell down her spine when Charlie grabbed her wrist, halting her in her tracks.

"I admire it, how fiercly loyal you are to my brothers." He laughed. "Very Gryffindor of you, I must say."

She scoffed, her eyes tearing up ever so slightly. "What can I say? Weasleys are worth protecting."  

The table was tense, Y/N avoiding every attempt Charlie made at eye contact. The twins were suspiciously watching the pair, wondering what exactly was going on. Ginny had surprisingly not told everyone, contrary to Y/N’s belief. Mrs. Weasley tried to make conversation, but she only made the situation worse. “So Charlie, whatever happened to that girl of yours? The one you were sneaking off to see.” 

Y/N looked up from her plate, staring at Charlie. He sighed, taking a sip of water. “She’s busy Mum.” 

Mrs.Weasley nodded, turning her attention to Y/N. “And you dear? How has work been? I hope Kinglsey isn’t giving you too hard of a time.” 

“Work’s been fantastic, thank you Mrs.Weasley. I actually…” She took a deep breath, grinning from ear to ear. “I just got promoted to team lead.” 

The table erupted into well wishes and congratulations. Mrs.Weasley smiled. “That is wonderful dear. You must be the youngest yet.” 

She nodded, giving a pointed look to Harry. “Besides this one, yes.” 

Charlie cleared his throat. “Congratulations, Williams.” 

The table quieted, and Y/N smiled gratefully, daring to make eye contact with him. “Thank you.” 

Ginny coughed, obviously trying to get her attention, but Y/N couldn’t be bothered to break eye contact with him. His eyes were dangerous, she’d determined, and there was a spark in them that was not there earlier. Butterflies erupted in her stomach, and she shook her head slightly. 

He was about to do something neither of them could take back, she knew it. 

She also couldn’t find it in her to care.

Charlie stood, his seat scrapping against the floor. His parents’s eyebrows furrowed. Mr.Weasley spoke first. “Are you alright son?” 

Charlie nodded, still looking at Y/N. “I’m perfect. I-” He smiled. “I have something to say.” 

Mrs. Weasley smiled knowingly. “Spit it out dear.” 

Y/N held her breath, nodding encouragingly. A second wind overtook him, and he stood strong. “I’m in love-” 

Mrs. Weasley grinned. “That’s wonderful dear!” 

Fred and George teased. “Lucky girl, that one.” 

Y/N tried to control her blush. Charlie smiled. “I’m in love with Williams.” 

She looked around the table, trying to gage reactions based off their expressions. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked positively shocked, and Fred and George… Her eyes widened. They didn’t look shocked in the slightest. Charlie continued. “I don’t want to upset you two, but we-” 

George laughed. “Why would we be upset?” 

Fred nodded. “We’ve known for months.” 

Mrs. Weasley scoffed. “Months? Charlie Weasley, you kept this sweet girl a secret-” 

“That’s actually my fault Mrs.Weasley.” Y/N interjected. “I- I didn’t want to upset the twins.” They pulled faces, rolling their eyes. “Why would we be upset? If anything, we’d be upset at Charlie for corrupting sweet little Y/N/N.” 

Y/N shoved them. “Shut it, both of you.” 

Charlie smiled, sitting back down. “Well I guess that’s settled then.” Y/N smiled back, mouthing the words he so longed to hear. ‘I love you.’ 

Mrs. Weasley sighed, picking at food. “Shall I be expecting more grandchildren anytime soon?” 

Y/N choked on her drink, clutching her chest. Charlie’s eyes widened, cheeks bright red. “Mum!” 

“I’m only asking.” Mrs. Weasley held her hands up in surrender. “Victorie has been so lonely.” 

Charlie tilted his head. “We’re not even married yet, Mum.” He looked over at Y/N, winking. “But that can be arranged.” 

It was Y/N’s turn to scoff. “Charlie Weasley, absolutely not.” 

He stuck his lower lip out, pouting. “What-” 

“Ask me in a year, not before then or after.” She nodded resolutely, taking a sip of her pumpkin juice, ignoring the looks from her friends. 

Charlie nodded, looking much too happy. “Yes ma’am.”

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[aacciorriptide-writes]

dating Teddy Lupin would include...

summary: a few ideas on how i think Teddy would act as a boyfriend a/n: i'm rewriting a bunch of old headcanon lists from my wattpad - find the full list here content warnings: n/a next gen masterlist

Neck/jaw kisses

Nose kisses

VEEERRRRRRRRRRY soft kisses

Stealing A L L of his jumpers.

Him calling you love/my love/baby ajadarfxreafgezvb

Neck/jaw kisses.

Him making a complete fool of himself whenever you're around.

Always sitting at the hufflepuff table

Cheering on hufflepuff in quidditch matches even tho you're not a hufflepuff.

Neck kisses.

Him always having his hair your favourite colour.

TEDDY BLUSHES EASY.

He always blushes.

When kissing. Touching hands. Just being around other people in general.

B.L.U.S.H.I.N.G.

Him making lots of jokes.

Teddy being the only one able to cheer you up.

Neck kisses

Him freaking out over the littlest things.

Harry and Ginny love you.

Always getting teased by his siblings (JAMES, ALBUS AND LILY ARE HIS SIBLINGS, FIGHT ME)

DID I MENTION NECK KISSES?!

Just - Teddy being sweet and adorable and perfect

[thathuffgurlsart]

Fred, my OC, and George

I’m on a Weasley twins high, and I love Fred x readers or OCs; and so here’s my Fred and original character. And of course I had to include Georgie. In a bit of a different style. Been experimenting with styles.

Sorry I’ve been gone for so long without posting anything. I’ll try and post more.

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scorpius malfoy x cho changs daughter: secret relationship

scorpius malfoy and cho changs daughter have a secret, forbidden relationship. she is a smart, kind, beautiful gryffindor girl, even moreso than her mother, and attracts a lot of attention. whereas no father lets their daughter near scorpius because hes a deatheaters son with a reputation of sex, smoking and disobeying hogwarts rules. this has especially been relayed to her, as her mother experienced firsthand the death of cedric due to death eaters. but, no matter how hard she tries, she cant stay away from him.

sexual tension. long glances in class. sneaking off during balls when theyve both got different dates, her with james potter and him with an angsty slytherin girl. meeting in the bathroom. midnight strolls through the corridors, teasing her with nobody around.

they almost get caught, and that changes everything for her. her parents would kill her if they found out she was sneaking around with a deatheaters son. but she cant stay away from him.

so she hatches a plan without telling scorpius: shell date her best friend james potter, someone all of her friends and family wanted her to be with anyway, so that nobody suspects anything between her and malfoy. what does james get? hes into teddy lupin, and he needs to cover up his feelings for him by dating a girl. with all the attention he was getting from girls, people were starting to wonder why he wasnt dating anyway.

scorpius fucking despises this. he doesnt know about the plan because she doesnt want to hurt his feelings or risk losing him. they continue to have sex on and off, still wanting each other, but he feels like shit that shes with james instead of him. he doesnt understand why she keeps coming back to use him if shes got a boyfriend already. and its his bestfriends brother - its fucked. feeling betrayed, he shags other girls, ones that want him because the bad boy act is appealing. he makes sure she sees him.

for a while, she lets him. because shes been loving him from a distance for so long. but everyone has a breaking point. she meets hers after seeing scorpius go off with a really pretty veela girl, someone who looks nothing like her, and she becomes so insecure that she sleeps with james.

james, on the other hand, is in shock that hes not completely gay. maybe like 80 percent. but she is really really hot so he cant even blame himself tbh. because hes not fully gay, she suggests they end things with each other since its caused enough pain for everyone, and shes already lost the boy that she loves. hesitantly he asks her to hang in there and stay with him until he figures out his sexuality properly.

so she watches malfoy from a distance again. he absolutely despises her.

james meets a boy he likes in school. they get along really well. he speaks to her about it, and he comes to accept that hes bisexual. he also accepts that teddy will never be his, and theres more out there that actually suits him.

one day she bumps into scorpius at dinner. malfoy takes one good look at her and walks the other way.

"malfoy."

"dont."

"please. i cant stand that you hate me."

"theres a first time for everything, angel."

"i just want to talk to you."

"i dont want to hear it."

"youre being a dick."

"youre the dick, angel."

"im a dick-angel?"

"you know what? fuck off. youve got no right to stand here talking to me like that when you fucked off with james. i mean, james? of all fucking people."

"but i didnt."

"you -- "

"because i loved you. i love you."

the words just come out. she cant even help them. she supposed she would prefer being known as a cheater to everyone than for outing james sexuality.

shes crying now. sobbing.

"im beyond in love with you, and i dont know what to do."

"dont cry, angel. fuck, please dont cry."

"i cant be away from you anymore, malfoy. please dont go."

"i wont. i promise."

"malfoy -- "

"dont talk, just breathe. youre choking on your own tears."

"but i -- "

"i know," he says. "and ive loved you too."

then james decides to stand up and come out publically. that makes it all clearer to malfoy. eventually they do have to confess that james and her had shagged one time to test if he was really gay (and because she was insecure), which scorpius almost kills james for, but he was shagging people too so he accepts it. scorpius and her get together properly. everyone thinks of them as the couple they never expected, but the one they needed.

[glittervame]

Someone tell me what to do

like frr i have no idea what to do

[stormymind14]

WAIT GUYS

Ok, idk if anyone has already mentioned it or not, but thinking about the whomping willow during the battle of hogwarts always gets me all the goddamn time

The way it'd be whooping them death eaters asses isudhbenwk [bonus points if it thrashes fenrir greyback to a pulp..preferably like the hulk and loki scene in the Avengers]

I need fanarts

[simpingforthemm]

guys feel welcome to check out my side blog @blueberrymash, I just posted a lotta stuff for hp next gen hehe

[blueberrymash]

they're lowkey albus and james potter coded

[raven-dor]

right where you left me pt.2

in which james sirius potter loses the girl

PAIRING: james sirius potter x reader

WARNINGS: GIVEN LAST NAME, making out, fluff, james is freaking out, self esteem issues, more making out, arguing, ANGST

AN: this is directly pulled from my wattpad book, which has an oc, so don't be alarmed if when you read it on wattpad it says 'lydia' THAT'S JUST THE OC DON'T WORRY YOU FOUND THE RIGHT BOOK<3

WORD COUNT: 3.2k

That had been three hours ago. You had been pacing in your room ever since, debating whether to go see James or force yourself to sleep.

As you had known for longer than you cared to admit, James was your weakness. Moments later, you carefully opened your door, quietly walking over to his room. 

Leaning towards the door, you hissed. "James."

No reply.

You knocked quietly, scared that any noise you made would wake his parents. "James." 

Bedsheets ruffled, and the door opened quickly. His eyes were bloodshot from the lack of sleep, but he still looked just as dreamy as you'd left him. 

Smiling widely, you whispered. "May I?"

He nodded eagerly. "Please." 

You inspected his room, observing his walls lined with trophies and toys. You fought the urge to pinch his cheeks- it was adorable how he still proudly had his posters of Oliver Wood and Viktor Krum on his wall. You looked over at his bedstand, laughing lightly. "You don't have your glasses on." 

He shook his head, bouncing nervously on his feet. "Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine, James." You turned around, crossing your arms over your chest. "Just wanted to see you, that's all." 

He sauntered over, smirking. "Ah." He lowered his voice. "So you missed me?"

"Some would say that." You sat down on his bed, almost enjoying the way he squirmed.

He swallowed thickly. "As much as I enjoy this, exactly why are you here?"

You turned towards him, tilting your head. "Look at the context clues, Potter."

His cheeks turned bright red, reaching out to grab his glasses. You swatted his hand, pulling him over to sit beside you. "You're beautiful, you know." 

He rolled his eyes, still cherry red. "How unoriginal of you." 

He reached for his glasses again, and you giggled. "Leave them." 

"I can't see without them." 

"That's fine." You straddled his waist, playing with the hair at the bottom of his hair. "Imagine." 

A shiver ran down his spine, and he melted from your touch. Squeezing his eyes shut, he let his head fall onto your shoulder. "I'm legally blind, love." 

You whispered in his ear. "Do you really need glasses for what we're about to do?"

He groaned, tightening his hold on your waist. "For the things I'm about to do, I want to remember every single detail." 

Leaving Potter Manor was difficult.

Parting ways at Kings Cross was torture. Ginny smiled tearily, tightly hugging each of her children. She hugged her niece and nephew before hugging you tightly. "Look after them, please." 

You nodded adamantly. "I'll do my best, Mrs.Potter." 

Harry sighed. "As much as I don't want you all to leave..." He pointed at the clock. "I believe it's time to board." 

James hugged his parents one last time before walking over to you. Without even asking, he grabbed your bags, sprinting away before you could stop him. You groaned, racing after him. "James Potter, put them down!"

Harry hid his laughter behind his hand, nudging his wife as they walked back to the lot. "Do you think they know we have wards on the doors?"

Ginny smirked. "Judging from the fact three wards were broken last night, I don't believe so." She shrugged, looping her arm through her husband's. "Just this once; perhaps we'll let them get away with it."

The sun peeked through the curtains, making you groan into your pillow. Ophelia laughed. "You think after six years of this, you wouldn't be complaining." 

"You thought wrong then. I will never like waking up early." You sighed, sitting up. "Why can't classes start later?"

"Because the professors want us to suffer." 

"Right." You tilted your head. "Why are you so cheery?"

Ophelia laughed. "Me?"

"Yes, you." You squinted. "What happened this summer?"

Ophelia shook her head. "I don't know what you're talking about."

This continued to breakfast, with you pestering Ophelia to spill her secrets. "Come on, Phelia. You can tell me." 

"Y/N, for the last time, nothing happened." She sighed. "Now, eat your eggs." 

"You're no fun." 

Ophelia smirked. "And why is James staring at you?"

"Isn't he always?" 

You turned around, grinning. "Hello, Pammy." You gestured to the empty space beside you. "Sit. Help me figure out what Ophelia did this summer."

Pamela looked at the blonde, tilting her head. "Something happens this summer?"

Ophelia blushed. "I-" 

The brunette smirked, taking a bite out of her biscuit. "You seem nervous." 

Ophelia groaned, hiding her face in her hands. "Nothing happened, I swear." 

Pamela nodded, visibly deflating. "Right." 

Ophelia tripped over her words. "It wasn't nothing. It's just that-"

Pam laughed lightly, placing her hand over Ophelia's. "I was only joking."

You looked between the two suspiciously. "Last I remember, you two were supposed to meet up this summer."

Pam shook her head, ripping her hand from Ophelia's like it was suddenly scolding hot. "That fell through. My parents wanted to take me to France for a debutante ball." 

You nodded, still not convinced. "Right." 

Ophelia grinned, wiggling her eyebrows. "How was the Potters?"

You blushed, ignoring the fact that they had both (together) expertly changed the subject. "Fine." 

"And you said I was being secretive," Ophelia muttered.

"It was lots of swimming and Quidditch." You appeased her. "I can now proudly say I know how to play Quidditch now." 

"And who taught you how to do that?" Pamela smirked, nudging her friend teasingly.

"Me." 

You looked up, smiling gently. "Hello, James." 

He smiled back, looking at Pamela and Ophelia. "Ladies." 

"Hello, Potter." Pamela squinted. "To what do we owe the honor of your presence?"

"Just wanted to walk Edwards to class. We have the same one, advanced potions." 

You grinned. "I didn't know we shared that class." 

"Well, I want to be an auror and I remembered you talking about it, so..." He clapped his hands. "Ready to go?"

You nodded quickly, grabbing a muffin. "I'm right behind you." You clambered out of your seat, following James out of the Great Hall. Pamela rolled her eyes, taking a rather vindictive bite out of her biscuit. 

"She didn't even say goodbye."

"Can you tell me what this potion does?" Professor Zabini sighed, clearing his throat. "Mr.Potter?"

"It's Amortentia, sir. It creates an intense infatuation." 

The older man nodded, satisfied with James's answer. "Ms.Edwards, can you tell us how to identify this potion?"

"It's characterized by its pearl sheen and spiral steam, Professor." 

"10 points to Ravenclaw." He smiled. "Could you give us an example?" 

You blushed. "I'm sorry, sir?" 

"Could you tell us what you smell?"

"I—" James smiled comfortingly, pushing you toward the front of the class. "Of course, sir." You stepped up to the cauldron, taking a deep breath. "I smell broom polish, salt water, and fireworks powder." 

"Thank you." He looked around the classroom. "Any other volunteers?"

James stepped forward. Professor Zabini smiled. "Very good, Mr.Potter."

"I smell lavender, parchment, and cherry blossoms, sir." Your face turned bright red, staring at the ground.  

Zabini nodded. "Today, we will be brewing Living Death. In the past, we've given a vial of Liquid Luck as a prize, but the board has decided that giving sixth-years Liquid Luck is not a wise choice." He laughed to himself. "I think it provides an incentive to become competitive, but alas..." He clapped his hands. "Get to work!"

You sighed, shaking your head as you tried to focus on your book. "You need to stop staring at me. I'm trying to study."

James shook his head. "Well, I'm studying your face, so hold still." 

You glared up at him, slamming your book shut. "I'll be back." 

"I'll come with you then." He whispered, following after you like a lost puppy. You giggled, shoving him playfully. "Honestly, James." Turning down the aisle, you scanned the shelf for your book. "Shit." 

"What's wrong?"

"The book's too high." You rolled your eyes, pushing your sleeves up to your elbows. "Watch my back." 

"What do you mean watch your-" James laughed. "You know you can use magic, right Edwards?"

"I don't want to become dependent. What if I lose my magic?" you started climbing the shelf, reaching out. "I almost-" Your balance shifted, and your eyes widened, arms flailing as you fell backwards. "James!" You clamped your eyes shut, waiting to hit the ground. 

"This is why we use magic, love." You opened your eyes hesitantly, grinning up at your savior. 

"Thank you..." 

He nodded, looking down at your lips. "Anytime." 

"James..." He put you down, his arms still around your waist. You smirked, whispering in his ear. "Later." 

You'd both just sat down when James leaned across the table with a dangerous look on his face. "It feels like later." 

You packed your books into your bag, standing up. James sighed. "Have I upset you? It was just a joke, love. I'm-" 

"I thought you said it felt like later." You grabbed his tie, pulling him out of his seat. "You'll find I'm a woman of my word." 

"Merlin Edwards. You're going to be the death of me." 

The corridors were quiet if you discounted the quiet laughter that left their mouths. "Do you-" 

James nodded eagerly. "Follow me." He grabbed your hand, pulling you further down the corridor. 

You giggled. "Bring girls to these spots often, then?"

He shook his head. "Only you, love." 

You flushed, rolling your eyes. "You're a sap, Potter." 

"What can I say?" He pulled open a painting, which led to another (much smaller) corridor. "You make me lovesick." 

You were sure your entire body was burning. Stepping closer to him, you put your arms around his neck. "Close the painting." 

"We're not there just yet." 

"I don't care." You pulled his mouth closer to yours. "Unless you do-" 

"I'm closing it." 

You muttered, a small glow blooming from your wand. "I want to see your face." 

James sighed, pulling you closer. "So romantic." 

"I-" Your lips were pulled into his, falling into his hold. He smirked, kissing your bottom lip lightly. "You talk too much." 

"Oh, I talk too much?" He kissed you again so feverishly that your foot popped off the ground ever so slightly. 

"You do." He held you against the wall, kissing down your neck. "I wonder how I can keep you quiet." 

Sneaking out night after night had proven easier than you thought (although you did feel terrible lying to Ophelia.)

You, James, and most of your friends were studying in the Great Hall when a seventh-year Hufflepuff approached you. You smiled brightly, recognizing him as Conrad Sinclair, Hufflepuff's seeker. "Sinclair." 

"Edwards." He waved quickly at the rest, gazing curiously at James before turning slowly back to you. "I was wondering..." He coughed, and James leaned back in his chair.

An intimidation tactic, you could only assume.

"Spit it out, mate." 

You glared at him, smiling gently at the Hufflepuff. "Yes?"

"I was wondering if you'd like to go to Hogsmeade with me." He smiled. "On a date." 

James choked on his water, causing more than just his friends to start staring at him. Rose watched in utter fascination. 

You may have been the Ravenclaw of the group, but Rose was just as smart, and she could have told anyone that you and her cousin had been sneaking around since before they came to Hogwarts. It was obvious. 

You frowned. "I'm afraid someone else has already asked me." 

He nodded slowly, looking back at James. "I see." 

You smiled quickly. "I would, however, love to go with you as a friend." 

"I'd like that, " he smiled. I'd like that very much." He clapped his hands, awkwardly stepping backward. "I'll see you around." He almost glared at James, muttering a goodbye. "Potter."

Rose laughed. "That was hard to watch." 

You smacked her arm, hissing. "Be nice, Rosie."

Lily looked in between her brother and friend, whispering curiously. "What's going on between you two?"

James whispered back, not meeting her eyes. "What do you mean, Lil?"

"Why are you sulking? She didn't say yes. You still have a chance."

"Yeah, maybe." 

You shut your book, looking at him expectedly. "James, do you want to come help me study in the library? I can't focus in here."

He nodded, seemingly forgetting about the feelings he'd just expressed to his sister. "I'll catch up with you." 

Lily shook her head as she watched her brother chase after the Ravenclaw. Something was going on, and she was going to figure it out.

You could tell something was off the moment James sat down and opened up a book. In the seven years you had known him, not once had be opened up a book in your presence. It annoyed you beyond belief, as he (somehow) managed to keep consistently high marks. You looked across the table, tilting your head. "You're being awfully quiet over there." 

He hummed, pushing his face further into the book. "Just studying, love." 

You shook your head, setting the textbook down haphazardly. "What's going on James?"

He ignored you, but you could tell he was itching to speak. You reached out, placing a comforting had over his. "Jamie did something happen-"

He pulled his hand back, shaking his head. "Let me study, love." 

"Don't shut me out. I can-"

He shut his book calmly, looking up at her intensely. "Do you like me?" 

You shook your head, choking on the air you'd just inhaled. "What do you-" 

He crossed his arms, tilting his head. "Do you like me? Is this just a game to you, or are we-" He trailed off. "I know you're scared, but so am I, and I feel like..." He whispered. "I feel used." 

You shook your head quickly, reaching out to touch his hand. "I need you to trust me when I say I would never do that to you." 

"Well, it seems like it." His eyes watered, and he placed a hand over his heart. "It feels like it." 

"James, I never had the intention of hurting you. I just- I just don't like everyone knowing; I can't stand people judging and poking fun." 

"So you're embarrassed of me? Is that it?"

"James, no! That's not it at all."

He scoffed, running a hand through his hair. "Then what is it? What-" 

"I don't want to be known as the girl who tamed James Sirius Potter."

He scoffed. "Wha-"

"I can't count the amount of times I've heard about how handsome you are, how amazing you are, who everyone thought you were going to end up with. You know the amount of girls in our year who are in love with you? The amount of girls in the school that are in love with you? I would be public enemy number one, I would be the punchline of every joke, and I don't-" You laughed. "I can't take that. I don't want to be ridiculed because I'm with you. I like you too much, and it hurts knowing everyone thinks that I'm not enough." 

"Since when have you ever cared what people thought?"

"Since I started falling in love with you." You whispered. "That's when." 

James stood up, kneeling in front of you. "I'd never let that happen-" 

You laughed, staring into your hands. If you looked into James's eyes, you'd cave; you knew it. "I'm not worth it."

"You're mad." 

You scoffed, finally looking up. "I beg your pardon?"

"You are worth everything. I would give up everything to be with you." He grabbed your hand, caressing it gently. "Everything." 

"Jamie-"

"Don't mistake my love for weakness. I'm still upset." He leaned forward, whispering in your ear. "Calling me nicknames won't get you out of this." 

Your heart fluttered, but you pulled yourself back to reality. "I can't handle being ridiculed constantly, James. I'm sorry." You pulled your hand out of his touch, standing up. "I get it enough from my own family." 

James stood with you. "When are you going to realize she's wrong? Your sister is a god-awful excuse of a person- of a sibling." He crossed his arms. "If anything, we should talk about how I'm not good enough for you."

"You know that's not true."

"Edwards, listen to me. I've been in love with you since our second year. You're all I think about when I wake up and when I go to bed. And if you're going to let love-crazed girls ruin what we have, then you're not the person I thought you were."

You tried to form words; all you could do was look away. Staring at the library exit, you quickly realized half of the student population was staring at you.

So much for not wanting the fangirls to know.

Without sparing James another glance, you walked out of the library. 

Seconds after you had left the library, a hand grabbed your wrist, pulling you into an all too familiar (secret) passageway. You laughed. "I think this passageway is cursed."

"Don't do that." 

You rolled your eyes. "Do what, exactly?"

"Fight with me." James intertwined your fingers, pulling you closer. "Fight for me." 

A tear fell down your cheek, and you pulled your hand out of his hold, quickly wiping it away. "I don't have any fight left. I refuse to feel embarrassed for simply existing." 

His voice cracked. "I've already told you that won't be a problem. At this point, you're just making up excuses." 

"You don't get it!" She yelled. "You're Harry Potter's son. You could be the absolute worst person in the wizarding world, and people would still have respect for you. They expect great things from you; I'd be a letdown."  

He rolled his eyes. "I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I wouldn't let that happen." His eyes were pleading with you to say anything. "Was all of it a lie?"

"I-" 

"Just tell me it's a lie. Tell me that we're done, and I'll move on, I swear." He moved closer to you, your lips inches apart. "I'll leave you alone, I promise." 

You took a step back, holding yourself. "James..." 

"You're a coward." 

You scoffed. "Well, not all of us were sorted into Gryffindor." 

"That's ridiculous. This is ridiculous." He ran a hand through his hair once again. "Why are you acting like this?"

You rolled your eyes. "I'm sorry that I don't meet your standards." 

"You are my standard."

You flailed your arms, on the verge of falling into a puddle of tears. "Stop saying things like that." 

He shook his head. "No."

At that moment, you did what you thought was best. What you thought was best, for both of you. "I'm done." You pulled your bag closer, stepping away. "We're done." 

He laughed humourlessly. "You don't mean that." 

"Yes, I do." You stepped back, walking into a wall. "I mean it." 

He shook his head harder. His heart yearned to reach out and kiss you senselessly; you looked radiant in this light. You looked radiant in all lights. "Then you're a liar." 

"I've been called worse." He took a step closer, and you hiccuped, tears now falling in a constant stream. "And you promised." 

He rested his forehead against yours for a moment before taking a deep breath. Another sob left you, pressing your forehead against his in return. 

"I love you, Edwards." 

Your heart broke, watching as his eyes pleaded with yours. When he knew you wouldn't do a thing to salvage it, he collected himself, and walked away, leaving you alone.

taglist: @beebeechaos

this is an excerpt from my wattpad story- unconditionally!! feel free to give it a look!!

wattpad: raven-dor

[novelizt]

EXPECTO PATRONUM (MASTERLIST) ☁︎ ANTHONY LOCKWOOD

GENRE ➺ HOGWARTS AU [slytherin! lockwood x fem! ravenclaw! reader]. rivals to lovers (and a dash of 'everyone knows but them'). fluff and angst.

WC ➺ 30.8k

SYNOPSIS ➺ after a six year rivalry with lockwood, your patronus suddenly matches his when it didn't before.

DISCLAIMER ➺ reader is implied to be shorter than lockwood. appearance of harry potter next gen characters and a few ocs. lockwood calls reader 'sweetheart' and 'my dearest vexation' (+'my girl'). prefect! lockwood. jessica lockwood lives!! (i also headcanon lockwood being a cunning-flirt, so lockwood might read slightly ooc.)

WARNINGS ➺ strained family dynamics (for reader), love potions (misuse of magic), dragons on the loose, wizard duels, boggarts, and a lot of unpolished dialogue. QUILL KIPPS. blood and injuries (tending to wounds). mentions of kids and marriage at the end.

SWEETHEARTS ➺ @kiyasoup @toddandersondupe @locknco @onecojg @avdiobliss @mentallyillsodapop @mitskiswift99 @mischivana @bella-rose29 @wordsarelife

NOTES ➺ it's been a long time coming. i got lost in the sauce. can you tell? this was originally a oneshot but tumblr's block limit was exceeded lol we can still pretend it's a oneshot!

i hope this finds you when you need it. this is for the girlies who are forever spellbound by london boys 💙 happy nanowrimo !!

CARDINAL STORYLINE — COMPLETE!

PART ONE ! 13.7k

PART TWO ! 17.4k

⌠ @novelizt 2023 ⌡

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Wednesday, January 31

JOYCE: Well, there are some things I'd be happy to see you share. Like the slaying. I mean, two of you fighting is safer than one, right? BUFFY: I guess. JOYCE: Unless, I mean, you heard her. She loves the slaying. Couldn't she take over for you? BUFFY: Mom, no one can take over for me. JOYCE: But you're going to college next year. I think it would be... BUFFY: Mom, the only way you get a new Slayer is when the old Slayer dies. JOYCE: Then that means you... When did you die? You never told me you died! BUFFY: It was just for a few minutes.

~~BtVS 3x03 “Faith, Hope, & Trick”~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Heartless (Buffy, Angel, PG) by badly_knitted

Healing Touch (Buffy/Giles, not rated) by ShyRomantic

This Is My Apocalypse (Willow/Pansy Parkinson, Harry Potter xover, E) by SnarkyGranger1

It’s always going to be you (Gilex/reader, not rated) by specialagentlokitty

The Burden of Fathers and Sons (Angel, Wesley, not rated) by naoa-ao3

Walking With Ghosts (Buffy/Spike, G) by violettathepiratequeen

Walking With Ghosts (Buffy/Spike, G) by violettathepiratequeen

[Chaptered Fiction]

Blasphemy, Chapter 3/? (Buffy/Spike, T) by wickedrum

One Big Happy-ish Family, Chapter 4/? (Connor, Angel, Queer as Folk xover, T) by LolaRD

Staying Afloat, Chapter 3/? (Willow/Oz, T) by dwinchester

The Master and her Court, Chapter 2/? (Buffy/Angel/Darla/Drusilla/Spike, Explicit) by TheClowniestLivInExistence

Comic - In Your Shadow, Chapters 5-6 Complete! (Spike/Xander, T) by genericaces

[French language] Les deux Phénix, Chapter 9/? (Buffy/Faith, M) by FridayQueen

Spike's Price, Chapter 4/? (Buffy/Spike, G) by Jdharblood

Her Old Fashioned Boy, Chapter 21/? (Giles/Jenny, T) by Bobbie23

Worship the Rain, Chapter 1 (Angel/Cordelia, T) by Cosmic Alice

Burden of Time, Chapter 59 (Xander, M) by Jennifer Schumacher

Unborn, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Lizzie Queen of Meigas

Early One Morning, Chapter 11 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by all choseny

Love Lives Here, Chapter 15 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Passion4Spike

Old Fashioned Romance, Chapter 6 (Xander/Steve Rogers, Marvel xover, FR21) by calikocat

Back to the Light, Chapter 6 (Buffy, Torchwood/Doctor Who xover, FR18) by MountainKing

Healing After Heaven, Chapter 19 (Buffy, Highlander xover, FR13) by Kate

A Breath is But a Soundless Whisper, Chapter 18 (Buffy/Spike, 18+) by Blackoberst

Coming Through, Chapter 10 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only) by hulettwyo

It's Easy Time, Until It's Not, Chapter 21 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only) by hulettwyo

Massacre at Carabon Hill, Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, M) by myrabeth

Stomping on butterflies, Chapters 8-9 (Buffy/Spike, T) by Blackoberst

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork: they saw you from across the bar and liked your vibe (Spike/Drusilla, worksafe) by genericaces

Artwork: buffy the vampire slayer my little pony au (worksafe) by wiltinn

Artwork: “You better not tell anyone about this Spike!” (Buffy/Spike, worksafe) by ice-fire-art

Artwork: Owen and Buffy at The Bronze, painted for Previously On… Buffy the Vampire Slayer. (worksafe) by ghostrabbit87

Artwork: I mean we all saw this coming right (Spike, worksafe) by doctormage

Artwork: [Spike] (worksafe) by alessandra-estrella

Artwork: Spike But A Butch (worksafe) by transmasc-taub

Artwork: Willow Moment (worksafe) by squibkin

Artwork: Sarah Michelle Gellar (worksafe) by sofya-creations

Meme: sprusilla + textposts (worksafe) by lunar-beauty

Meme: Spuffy + these tiktok comments (worksafe) by mcgnagallsarmy

Icons: Angel — S01E01, S01E02, S01E03 (1999) (worksafe) by slashericons

Moodboard: buffy x willow (worksafe) by purgeshubble

Lockscreens: Faith Lehane Lockscreens (worksafe) by myriaeden

[Reviews & Recaps]

Day 30: Favorite Season Finale: Season 2, Episodes 21 & 22: “Becoming” by k0nstantly-tragic

[Recs & In Search Of]

Smutty Sunday: Angel x Drusilla x Spike fic rec recced by februaryfangfest

The Hunter and the Slayer by pherryt [Buffy, Dean Winchester, Supernatural xover, T] recced by genuaryficrecs

[Fandom Discussions]

Angel/Spike for the shipping game by raelis1

The way people will hop into my mentions to attack Spuffy fans with reminders of Seeing Red tell me two things... by elysianholly

Re: BtVS “The Replacement” S5E03 aka the Toth episode by lierdumoa

I think a lot of people don’t know how to handle a show growing up along with them. by all-hail-the-water-god

Trigger Warning - Rewatching season 4 of Buffy and I’m at the arc where Buffy and Faith switch bodies... by kat–writes

Buffyverse Ship Tag Game by spangelmybeloved

Having thoughts about Jesse. by ammoniteflesh

Spuffy [for the shipping game] by raelis1

i love buffy the vampire slayer aus, but when authors make the slayer male, its kinda not lit by magneto-manifesto

Everyone in season 6 is making bad choices except for Anya, and I love it by marilyn-not-monroe

[Meta about BtVS, characters, and ships] by littleredruns

[Tribute to actor Hinton Battle and his performance as Sweet in OMWF] by xxgothchatonxx

riley leaving the decision about spike’s chip in buffy’s hands is so important to me by arthursdent

Could Buffy maybe have possibly died a third time including when she was shot by Warren? by Kristine, multiple posters

Sweet actor Hinton Battle dies by nightshade, multiple posters

What If: Billy's gift did work on Angel? by nightshade, multiple posters

I think Faith is partly well loved because of her relationships to others by Novel_Comparison7735

Sounds silly but does anyone get nightmares after watching? by cozyforestfairy

The most unrealistic thing in all of Buffy. by Reviewingremy, multiple posters

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Hii mina mae-duh-whores anon here! Hope you are doing good! first of all,i saw that ask mina and if you were to actually write mgime related stuff, please id really go crazy!! i love your writing so much!!

Second of all to that anon, if you actually start writing silmarillion mgime i wanna be the first to read it!! id love to beta read or just brainstorm or plot with you if you're up for that kind of thing!!

Third, I've got a recommendation or two that no one really asked for haha. There aren't many silmarillion mgime fics so I thought I'd share the ones I've read on ao3 that I think you or your followers might like!

The first fic called, stardusts in our souls by Autumn_moonlight. its ecthelion x oc, it was last updated in July or something, but its such a fun read so far! the oc reads ecthellion the harry potter series and his reaction and eagerness to find out what happens next, its so cute!! I love when the modern girl shares technology or stories or songs from her world and seeing the characters' reaction to it is just so!!! Oh, there's also maeglin x oc smut in later chapters so there's that i suppose.

Second fic, it's called the knowing princess by Fantasticoncer. it's kinda long? The author still updates it I think, I haven't really finished it yet tbh lol. anyways main pov is basically female of x maedhros but it has got lots of other ocs x characters too, like fingon and mairon etc. it contains reincarnation and stuff, mc gets reincarnated as an elf in valinor along with her sisters from her own home reality.

Third is the Oialëa series by natelly

It's mcu/tolkien crossover fic, its kinda long I suppose, multiple books and many chapters etc but it's fun read, tbh I haven't this one either. its not exactly silmarillion events set but oc is kinda part of the kidnap fam, glorfindel's sister, and I've read spoilers that maedhros travels to mcu in second book or something so I thought I'd add it to the list? The first book which I've read is hobbit period set, btw its elrond x oc, and the oc is also doctor strange's daughter, and she also has powers and stuff. So yeah, if you love mcu and silmarillion hobbit lotr and mainly elrond, this fic is for you. Honestly I don't even like elrond that much, more into his sons lol, but still,, it was so interesting I ended up reading the first book! The oc is such a fun gen z mgime and i love her so much! The series is so well written too and there's even separate prequels and epilogue and fics written from other characters perspective and stuff too! In one of the books maedhros and oc also goes to therapy, haven't read that part but mae,, im so glad he got therapy, he really really needs that haha

I am doing better as I've resurfaced from my week disappearance 😁. Though, everything feels strange as though I've been gone for longer 😅.

Some recommendations for those who enjoy the Modern girl in Middle Earth troupe and for the anon who's in the process of creating a story for modern day reader. Thank you for assistance 💖

[starfall-spirit]

20 questions for writers

Thank you for the tag @tunaababee and @whatishowedyouinthedark!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

63 (and another in my drafts for omegaverse free day)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

237,274

3. What fandoms do you write for?

ACOTAR and Fourth Wing mostly, but I'm looking to get more works posted for ToG and Assistant to the Villain (esp with book 2 in hand). Once upon a time I was a Miraculous LB girl too.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Dragons Know Best (Riorgail)

Your Claim on My Heart (Riorgail)

Our Own Little Show (Violiaden)

So This is What Heaven Feels Like (Feysand)

High Lord, Cold and Cruel(Feysand)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Definitely. A single comment can be enough to turn a shitty day or even week on its head and I want my readers to know how much they mean to me. I also just love discussing my work with people who genuinely care about it.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm not an angst writer and I haven't looked at this one in a couple of years but my miraculous oneshot Agony has MCD. So does The Night the Stars Fell on Velaris, even if it turns out to just be a nightmare in the end.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Last year for Feysand Week I wrote All's Fair in Love & Paint Wars which is pure HEA tooth-rotting fluff and smut.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I don't thankfully. There have been a few snotty people who claim i should use a beta or whatever, but I have been very lucky to avoid major hate and entitlement to updates. Part of it is probably that I'm not as popular as other writers in the fandom and I keep my Ao3 locked. People don't like to be a bitch when their name is there for all to see.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Oh yes. Both fluffy and dark.

10. Do you write crossovers?

I don't, unless you count combining characters from the SJM universe. In that case I have a worldwalking next gen fic and a modern au for Feysand x Ruhn.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I'm not opposed to the idea.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes!! You guys should check out the ACOTAR Writing Circle. I participated in the 3rd circle. There's another thing I'm working on with a friend, hopefully for Feysand Week, but we'll see.

14. What is your all-time favorite ship?

Feysand, the Rowaelin. After that, probably the rareships Feyre x Eris x Rhys and Violiaden.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oof. Um, I've really been struggling to find motivation for Remember me? (Feysand x Ruhn) I started it when I saw an ask @captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship asked, but I'm very much a pantser and didn't do anything more than write one crappy chapter before hitting post.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Banter, I think. It's so much fun to write and since I'm lacking in most other components I let it lead my fics. I've had several people tell me I write great dirty talk, but idk. I just make mean men say 'good girl" repeatedly, so...

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Describing anything. My fics are too dialogue heavy and I'm well aware of it, but I've yet to improve my writing.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I'm great when it comes to learning sign, but I've never managed to hold onto spoken languages beyond English. I'm not brave enough to trust google translate.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

My Percy Jackson and Harry Potter was never published, so probably ACOTAR.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Burning in the Starlight/How Can I Loathe and Crave You? as well as Precious Collateral. Also super excited about my submission for this Saturday.

They're more about the vibes than making a fic that's actually worth reading and there's something so refreshing about just writing for yourself and like, three dark romance/poly fic girlies who hype you up. I'm in my happy little dark!rhys bubble and will be staying here a long while, thank you.

Tagging: @captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship // @panicatthenightcourt // @writtenonreceipts // @thelovelymadone

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Duo Of Chaos

Senku Ishigami x Fem!Reader

Chapter I: Kurayami

Y/n Asagiri

I can't help the happy little gasp that escapes my lips. I had dreamed of this day for as long as I could remember, ever since my parents told me tales of Kurayami. And now that I was finally here... It's even more gorgeous than I could have pictured.

Kurayami is built like a traditional sort of Japanese temple, except somehow with a magic flare to it. The three main buildings stretch up to the sky, roof tops covered with red clay tiles, walls made with dark wood panels. Lanterns adorn the latticework windows, lighting up the star dotted sky. The trees that peak out of the gaps in brickwork have already donned their fall hues of oranges and reds. I wish I could soak in the scene a little longer, but I'm quickly ushered inside by my older brother Gen, who seems a little too eager to be out of the cold.

My gaze darts around, standing on my tiptoes in hopes of finding my best friend. He had to be here. I'd spent the past week trying to convince him that magic was real and that he apparently had it, so my hard work had better not gone to waste. I can't catch a glimpse of him or his radish hair, not before there's a loud voice from the front of the room. Wherever we've been brought, it's crowded with people and chatter but it's all quiet once the voice speaks. I'm too far back in the room to see whose speaking, but judging from the expression of obedience of everyone's faces, it must be the head of the school.

I can't remember their name, or anything about them, only all of my parents' praises of their work and the disgruntled expression Gen always offered in response.

"Good evening students," their voice washes over me, a strange sense of calmness flowing over me in waves. "Welcome to Kurayami. My name is Kaze Kurayami. I am descended from the founders of this school. You may address me in any way you see fit, but do not think that makes me a friend." I can sense a hint of rage that quickly fades away. "New students, please file into the room on the left for orientation. Returning students, head to the right where you will be directed to your rooms for this year."

They raise their hand and speak one last phrase. It's too many syllables and letters, all swirled together into some language that I don't know, but somehow most of the students know it? Even Gen mutters the phrase next to me and he's never been particularly smart. Oh shit, does this mean I have to learn a new language?

I don't get a chance to ask Gen because by the time I turn to him, the walls are already shifting up and down and pulling away material into a doorway. It's the first time that I've ever seen this kind of magic, the kind that can morph the existing into something else. With that, I shuffle my way into the room to the left, fiddling with the strings to my sweatshirt.

A hand grips my shoulder. It's instinct to me to flip them over, grabbing their wrist. I'm not insanely strong but I know enough martial arts to defend myself so the person of grabbed me comes toppling to the ground.

My best friend lies on the ground, clutching his neck and groaning. His lab coat is stuffed to the bring with vials of some science stuff, sweater  and jeans pressed free of wrinkles. "Thanks for that, witchy."

"I told you, I'm not a witch, Senku. I'm a practitioner of the arcane." It's wordy, yeah, but that's the truth. "If anything I'm a sorceress."

Senku cracks a laugh. "Leave it to you to berate me on my sixteenth birthday."

I grin. "Like you care about that sort of thing." I heave Senku to his feet. In response, he flicks my forehead. I scowl but direct my attention to where the head of the school stands.

Since this room is a bit smaller than the last, I can finally get a good look at them. Contrary to all the beliefs about the world of magic, we don't all use wands and spells like how Harry Potter did a few years ago (Apparently he was famous enough that some normal human wrote a book series about him. I heard she turned out to be a bitch though...).

Instead, their hands glow with the bright blue of spacial arcana, strands of their blond curled hair dyed the same color. Their outfit consists of a sweater in bloody crimson and pants in the same color. A necklace of sorts rests against their collarbone, the gold strands glittering in the faint light, the glass clear jewels dangling down to their waist.

"I'll say it once more to you new students. Welcome to Kurayami, School of the Arcane." A small smile spreads across my face. Finally, I was here. After all the years of my life spent waiting for this day, I could finally learn to embrace and control this magic in me. I glance sideways to where Senku stands beside me. And I get to do it with my best friend!

...How was I supposed to know that the year just spiralled downwards from that point?

Author's Note: This fic was originally a Hogwarts AU but it's been reworked and rewritten so now the worldbuilding and magic system are my own (though the magic is loosely inspired by the Grisha in the Grishaverse). I have worked so hard on all the worldbuilding and plot, so I hope you enjoy this fic!