#little dudles

[gomagopowerrangers]

he has been Picked Up

he has been Held

[killmeinmysleepwithachainsaw]

Drew a lil guy yesterday, thought you guys might like it :)

[keruwu-san]

a little dudle with ada wong

(guys, I would be glad to receive your requests, I think it's interesting)

[fruitsyrups]

Got sooo many little doodles recently. Been dudleing so much. I used one of those strong strong inky pens with the fumes and all that... was like wow qm I lightheaded or just sleepy and wearing too many hats. I'm warm. About to get warmer #blankettime

[the-plague-dog]

Here are some little dudles (dude doodles? I'm so funny)

Still chilling on holiday but still gotta feed my stupid postal obsessed brain during free time lmao

[wpdariacutnes]

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Me: radom dudle make song ( poo *turn a p dyfrent side* boo * get wirts lifing shy* gosht get town but it )

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(did stop play a lemon boy type twister a be angel a be peprs spry it but it us? You cofuze a your manster say!?)

Gem is can't Stell a neber a get it a

day in weeks in me self October?Do you remember that lemon a get evil town a fet dertoy a Relax sunny time's

( someone a older be dead a fund her after knows a me pit here someone all time a Wall spiker's . . . Hopleness )

Look, I don't wanna fight you enifing roliness hush you a miss enifing brakelity you show a knows but it too

You got to know that I meant it a knows insanety get in a hole a you like barek it a self nolelity but a grap neck and disapire a dead me but canda rezan Stell a life and like mirror but understand like get underground a See a body did self a man teshu ( hopleness knows bit you no red a yellow type sink gosht out and rund and down and up)

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) ×1

"Self dead body a knows a nostelity get a you a post you" get a man a bit a hunter on rivange a dead no colors a good side soul get butelity too. . ?

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) ×3

Enifing ghost like gosht going to Enifing chraing spik make me so violet but fell down's

"The gohst don't beliver get on leavesreality a more a get slef a on body a after a like me be same a get and stak it when it was over be" knows me a hopleness a knows a get better type dys a cotrol bit but knows animal type on Real body a das ghost filing's get it over pints going for it hit mirror and do more rage point's

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) ×2

"One more a someone get fell down a See more plase a bit a enifing get a forever be older here a after dead is deatch get a respoint going post for. . . Drak void or nofing a box it?"

Hope to see peren a ghost hopeness a toking a void a after say is town a enifing get you later when I get older be over and born new skin dress a self backs look a be so long and be enifing stak (When I said that I liked you)

"One more day knows a someone dont car a neber me of sorrow get a ghost town sund a rage but knows a get me body a make you levan me enifing get it and I'll struggle to stay me get a back a dys skin dress of sober a can neber me get in self a enifing years human get deatch"(Or maybe just the idea)

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) ×3

"Someone say a smell so harmony ones a get deatch enifing void a me dont filings more a be hold a nofing a room a white wall but it" hope a knows be older a get rezan not scary is enifing truma time expleing of ghost get hevy-hevy-hevy

("It hasn't get hevy gif up's left me since a post her the day you made me blue")

I bought it, don't ghost a want it redpost you now return that shit like enifing be void more frenldy but sedness get sinbole a miss it you ( enifing woring a ghost get respont finks )

Like enifing do like heartless dont care a get of:

I don't believe in ghosts

I don't believe in ghosts

I don't believe in ghosts get redpost going a enifing a did you be so heart get lost core bit it

Ghost say so shyletly but a ask be "I shy but it but knows a not introsting me like realityship get for a lonly" and ironic move enifing side head for like "yeah a loser a get froget hunting enifing time and knows a time a look like's"

But neber a how you a still remeber the smell a look like as colors enifing Real same time a be hit a down a get littles finks like skies a echo you a corss you a be hevan enifing time's so dysapire a dead bed one's a hide you (I still remember the smell of your angel get perfume not for yet but cross it)

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

I think I saw you but I know I'm not supposed to

I don't believe in ghosts

I must be dreaming 'cause I don't believe in ghosts, yeah

I get lest see her and disapire but look mirror but dys a bed wake up after dead body a man get here after dys a next you das look slowly but you self but more me normally

I dont knows why but more arm say hi and im war one's in hevan one's but not fell yet but man get now a up rip head a after long of bone get a stak a but it a head like popsoda sund a like gore bit ("You cant it I don't believe in ghosts too")

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

Das role dys head as long bone a gif me but say not wona dys but hopeness help me enifing but more hevan bedlity rezan whatever a eyes more be wirts bouesh on darness? Niby and tooth too a blue and cross a chess too like code dys a see dys fames female dress a dys but out fluffy hoodi forms not Glassy eyes more a hevan woking's get woring

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) ×3

I must be dreaming a drop dead body man'cause I don't believe in ghosts, yeah?

"I can't expleing a knows lady Is void a ghost void in town? Not expleing a look mirror a Hit it and fund sowing a gif me is gold tiket and das levan hem alone but knows a help more soon's"

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

Now you see me, now you don't on Cause I been shady, shady, shady, shady, shady a poof a be real but smell is wirtlilty a be hot mix a can't expleing what is smell is hart or more pretty sky is das hot gas teperature get for . . . Yeah lot lemon boy get ask a wirts type's

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

I must be dreaming 'cause I don't believe in ghosts, yeah

I need attention a enifing spid times a enifing get better fun and insanety sametime so I try to be a crowd pleaser So I'ma disappear ( it or yet poof) Like miss sorry but feñce get a ghost void a smole town a enifing knows a dead for "I'm not a mind reader"

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) ×2

I'm a ghost a forget ask "Do you remember fell a get insanety get that day in October?"

Not Apologize me a enifing get hem/her a be ghost das more a "It was easy 'til it got a little deeper a neber you a gif me all note but you" Now I don't know how to deal with you

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) x2

Now you see me, now you don't enifing lafing but ufocore but bit say silesly get me piss mode a angry get me tone but sametime knows a can't proof it "Every time you hit the phone a code ghost get I'm a ghost"

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la) x2

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

Now you see me, now you don't for Ayy, I know it's inconvenient get anfone town a funky town du du du funky town~

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

I'm a ghost?To change your background but let's back down So you can see this is a problem's

I don't wanna put myself in front of left eyes Or spy on a rown get creep on, I don't know

Do you remember that day in ghost for a October?

Like get messing a rown get reality but it

The leaves were falling just like me when it was over i not lie ghost say self a look more bit a life not so lot blood but enifing eye so glass a be dead look or enifing bit element a more Relax takes

( . . . )

"I don't believe in ghosts? I a ghost a out a dertoy planet's void dont fret and skriming a scary you i help you out"

( . . . )

A nader types finks a get it ghost a enifing do right a enifing so knows it and Relax a knows a Hit is so detelityness but "If I don't holler, let me go"I should've said it but I didn't sedness a but and I won't (poof)

Can neber you a look like get a nader a rabbit hole like for her/hem void it. . .

( . . . )

You just ain't that type of I'm a ghost Now you see me, now you don't Every not get time you hit the phone

One more day of sorrow and I'll struggle to stay sober get insanety bit enifing type a woring someone a exit a unrelity it

I don't get reception

I get a likenssI don't believe in ghosts

Hope to see you later when I get older get a weru helping I still remember the smell of your perfume and never end after dead be realiness

(. . .I don't believe in ghosts. . . Das get me self same type like you side'ness. . ♡ )

Why don get you just leave me alone how long be here and why like zodiak a more rezan types years a sidapire deadness role act a not end yet is radom life for I think it's lasted a post to way too long But since get crisisam but you don't rezan introsting dys I thought by now hevan same a redcolors a mirror sideness that you would know "I missed your call goodbey but best believe I got the message you back a missing you to i not ruleness I das not dumb is so old a out rezan actlity been it"

( me bit ghost hart is to much a bit out a humaliness'it so sorry but dys me so syellinelity bit)

I know you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me but ghost rezan a get me a stay a life and be like me pet's a get look a pikingness one's like sun and moon sund a enifing look pretty a be so woring how long

(It hasn't left me since the day you made me blue not sedlity a more reality a steliness'it life)

Now you see me, now you don't Every time you hit the phone

Ghosts, yeah, ghosts, yeah, ghosts, yeah

I must be dreaming 'cause I don't believe in ghosts, yeah?

I still remember the smell of your perfume

I must be dreaming ghost knows it and use it a see self better a enifing woring self a did me'cause I don't believe in ghosts, yeah

After weeknilty and say why wona stay so bedness self a code explode filings say a dont wona because see me been a Best frends and ingoring enifing coments a levan one's alone

"I think I saw you but I know I'm not supposed to a stay a one's redpost you and me same time soon so long fun but wery me See you persen"

Now you see me, now you don't I must be dreaming 'cause I don't believe in ghosts, yeah

The leaves were falling just like me when it was over

I'm a ghost

I'm a ghost

I'm a ghost

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

I'm a ghost

I'm a ghost

(La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la)

I must be dreaming 'cause I don't believe in ghosts, yeah. . . Is me best frends a neber belive a proofness

One more day of sorrow and I'll struggle to stay snow or enifing time a sunny times take disapire a someone looking but you

Hope to see you later when I get older get hopeness

(It hasn't left me since the day you made me blue)

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Me: I dont knows a skott like glue toys a only fun

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[airasora]

Hey, dudes, dudettes and dudles!

Have a little stand-alone (might be used for a future video) Thraxette manip. Who ever said Thrax can't be a gentleman if he wants to? x'D

[randomizersworld]

Dudles ok so hear this.

Kara and lena are in leans office after Supergirl flew them there from a mission successful at the DEO. Kara is gather courage to ask Lena out.

"So..."

"Yes?" Lena says with her trade marked arched brow that always gets kara to flush a little.

"So.... I was thinking, that, maybe, we should, um...." Stuttering through this whole thing she finally just looks down takes in a deep breath and say, "Soiwasthinkingthatweshouldgoonadate." Looking up she sees that lena looks confused.

"I'm sorry but i don't think that would be a good idea Supergirl." Lena says with no expression.

Looking at anything but lena kara whispers, " oh yah, of course, I-I don't even know what I was thinking."

Kara turns and is about to walk away when lena grabs her arm. Kara turns and looks at her with big puppy dog eyes because she feels as if her heart has just been shattered.

"However, if Kara danvers were to ask me them the answer might change." Lena looks her in the eyes. Her big beautiful blue eye.

Kara then smiles so bright that the sun it self would be jealous.

That's all i have. I just like it.

[tracle0]

wip titles

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and interests you and i’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!

Tagged by: @kaatiba and a fair warning I’m doing this for.... drawing WIPs cause all my writing WIPs are in seperate folders per WIP. I will tell you there’s ‘death story’ and ‘water bear story feat. Ella’ but that’s all you get. 

We got!

a cat, who dribbles

bet there’s a spider inside and olly’s getting it out

cloud of angst

dudle

ever invite your sister over only for her to be a bitch

got beaten up for being a punk

lemmie just jump off this building real quick

me nd the boys

oof that’s gotta hurt

please feed the crows

salt and pepper

some gays being gay

this is a cursed thing

what if sonder but medieval

yeecaw

That is a non-extensive list of all the dumb names I pick for my drawings cause no-one else will ever see them, checkmate atheists

Tagging: @joyful-soul-collector @albatris @petrolstationflowers @druidx73 and idk that person on the left there cool thank

[gomagopowerrangers]

they r besties ur honor

they share a braincell even

[callmepurebloodslytherin]

Complicated Favor (Harry Potter x Reader)

            “Do I have too?” (Y/N) asked, as she scrubbed another dish.

           (Y/N) was in the kitchen washing the dishes, when her mother approached her about going out with her friend’s son. Her mother and Petunia Dursley were friends and they thought it would be a good idea if their children were to have a date. (Y/N) wasn’t exactly thrilled about it. She met Dudley once, a year ago, and he wasn’t her type. She loved her mother and would do what she asked, but not without trying to get out of it first.

           “I don’t even know him,” she said, rinsing off the dish.

           “Well,” her mother thought for a moment. “Petunia said he attends Smeltings Academy and that’s a very prestigious school.”

           “I suppose it is,” (Y/N) replied, using a towel to dry the dish.

           “Oh! I do remember her saying he was a boxing champion. That’s pretty impressive huh?” her mother said with enthusiasm.

           “I guess,” she said, placing the last dish in the cabinet.

           “So you’ll do it?” her mother asked hopeful.

           “Yeah I’ll do it,” she said with a small smile as her mother embraced her.

           “Thanks sweetie,” her mother said, giving her a peck on her head.

           Petunia hung up the phone and rushed over to Dudley, who was sitting on the dining table with his father, Vernon, and his cousin Harry.

           “Good news Popkins!” she happily said, placing her hand on him as he shoveled food into his mouth. “(Y/N) wants to go on a date with you!”

           He continued to eat not paying attention to his mother. His dad, Veron, on the other hand was pleased to hear this.

           “She’s a lucky girl to be with our Dudley,” Vernon bragged.

           Harry rolled his eyes at his uncle’s words, wondering what kind of girl would agree to go on a date with Dudley, certainly not one with good judgement.

           Dudley continued to eat without any response to his parents. Petunia tried once more to get his attention.

           “Popkins did you hear what I said?” she asked, moving the dessert dish closer to him knowing that it would get his attention.

           When he looked at the dish, she repeated her news. “(Y/N) wants to go on a date with you.”

           This time he heard his mother and he swallowed the chunk of food in his mouth so fast that he almost choked. His mother hysterically slapped his back several times.

           “My poor Duddy. Are you okay?” she asked, hugging him and giving him multiple kisses.

           “Give the boy some air,” his father suggested.

           Petunia fanned her hand in his face. Harry couldn’t believe Dudley’s reaction, but he figured that Dudley was in just as much shock as he was hearing that a girl wanted a date with him.

           “Did you say (Y/N)?” he asked, taking a deep breath and sinking into his chair.

           “Yes!” Petunia replied, with a big smile.

           He thought for a moment before speaking, as Petunia anxiously waited for a response. He regained his composure and straighten up in his chair.

           “I knew she couldn’t resist me,” he said, pulling the dessert plate towards him.

           “Of course she couldn’t,” his mother happily agreed.

           “When will this occasion take place?” Vernon asked Petunia.

           “She wants to come over tomorrow for lunch,” she replied, gathering the used plates.

           “Hear that Dudley. She’s eager to see you,” his father said proudly.

           “I want four desserts for lunch!” Dudley demanded from his mother.

           “Yes Duddy! Anything you want,” she replied, placing the dishes into the sink.

           “And you!” Vernon spewed, pointing to Harry. “Stay out of sight!”

           “Yes Uncle,” he replied, annoyed with his uncle’s demand. He already knew to stay out of sight when visitors came. He didn’t need to be reminded every time. It’s not like he wanted to be around the people they invited. Most of them were unpleasant just like the Dursley’s, from what he could hear in his room. He’d be in his room even if they didn’t order him too.

           After dinner Harry was forced to clean the house, alongside his aunt with him doing most of the work. They wanted it to be spotless when (Y/N) came over.

           (Y/N) lived a few blocks away from the Dursley’s, so she decided to walk to their house for the lunch date. She tried her best to stay positive, but it was hard not to think that it was going to be a miserable experience.

           She approached 4 Privet Drive and paused on the sidewalk before moving towards the door. She gave herself a quick once-over and smoothed down her hair. After a few light knocks on the door, she heard voices and footsteps.

           “Hello Mrs. Dursley,” she politely said as Petunia held the door open.

           “Good afternoon (Y/N). Come in dear,” she replied with a huge smile.

           (Y/N) followed Petunia into the sitting area where they were met by Vernon and Dudley.

           “Hello Mr. Dursley,” she politely said as she shook his hand.

           “Good afternoon,” he replied with a grin.

           When she looked at Dudley, his stance was stiff and his eyes were practically popping out of his head. She had grown more beautiful since the last time he had seen her.

           “Hello Dudley,” she held her hand out for him to shake.

           Petunia gently pressed Dudley on his back to snap him out of his trance.

           “He..Hello ni..nice to see you again,” his voice cracking on the last word.

           She wanted to giggle at him but politely smiled and shook his sweaty hand.

           “Well let’s move to the table. Everything is set,” Petunia happily guided them to the dining area.

           Vernon gestured for Dudley to pull out (Y/N)’s chair. He quickly got behind her and pulled it out before she sat down.

           “Thank you,” she said, a little surprised by his manners.

           Throughout the lunch it was mostly Petunia who talked to her. Vernon occasionally voiced his opinion, but Dudley had only spoken a few words. She could see that he was nervous and, here she thought, she was going to be the uncomfortable one. So for her mother, she made an effort to engage him in conversation.

           “There are so many delicious desserts,” she stated, glancing at the four that were placed in front of her and Dudley. “Which one do you recommend that I try Dudley?”

           He glanced at them for a moment then chose. “I think mum’s pudding.”

           “Good chose my boy!” Vernon piped.

           “It looks wonderful Mrs. Dursley,” she complimented. “Could you serve me some Dudley?”

           He happily took her dish and plopped a large portion onto it. She smiled at Dudley as he placed it in front of her.

           “Thank you,” she remarked, lightly touching his arm.

           This relaxed him finally and gave him a shot of courage. Because he picked up a big blob of pudding with her spoon and pushed it towards her mouth. She had to open her mouth quickly to keep him from hitting her teeth. But she took it in stride and gulped it all down without choking.

           “It’s delicious,” she said, wiping off the pudding that had hit her lips.

           “So glad you like it!” Petunia beamed.

           Vernon and Petunia finished their desserts and left the two of them alone. Dudley continuously talked as he ate a portion from each dessert. (Y/N) listened and pretended to be interested in what he was saying. She had finished her dessert long ago and was just waiting for him to finish so she could put an end to their “date.” He finally pushed his plate away and wiped his mouth.

           “Well this has been nice,” she said, pushing her chair away from the table.

           “Wait!” he said not wanting her to leave yet. “I’ve got new computer games we could play.”

           “Yes! That’s an excellent idea!” Petunia chimed in.

           “I would but my mother is expecting me home soon,” she lied.

           “I’ll call her and explain. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind,” Petunia suggested.

           “Alright,” (Y/N) said seeing no way out of it.

           “Good come on!” Dudley excitedly said, grabbing her hand and leading her up the stairs to his room.

           She was practically tripping over herself trying to keep up with him. Once they reached the top, he slowed down. As they walked down the small hallway, she heard a loud noise come from one of the rooms.

           “Did you hear that?” she asked, coming to a stop.

           “No,” he answered.

           “It came from behind this door,” she said, releasing his hand and stepping close to the door.

           “It’s nothing,” he replied, seeing her approach Harry’s bedroom door.

           She ignored him and could see that the door was cracked open. She knocked on the door, then waited for a response. Harry remained still, trying not to make any noise. But unfortunately for him, this was the moment Hedwig chose to stretch her wings and flap causing a vibration against the cage. Having heard the noise again and no response from her knock, she opened the door. She never imagined she’d see a boy standing next to a caged owl.

           “Sorry for disturbing you,” she said, entering the room. “But I heard a noise and no one answered when I knocked.”

           Harry couldn’t believe the sight that was before him. He never thought  someone that agreed to go on a date with Dudley would be so attractive. For a brief moment, he was envious of Dudley.

           “Not a problem,” he replied, with a smile.

           “Is that an owl?” she asked, walking up to the cage.

           “Yes,” he replied, looking over to Dudley who was standing at his doorway with a glare. He knew there was going to be trouble with the Dursley’s once she left the house. He had broken the rules about staying quiet, but right now he didn’t care. “Her name is Hedwig.”

           “That’s a nice name. What’s yours?” she asked as she stared into his eyes noticing their beautiful hue.

           “That’s not important. Let’s go to my room,” Dudley interrupted.

           “Dudley don’t be rude. Let him answer,” she said.

           “It’s Harry. Harry Potter,” he replied.

           “Are you two related?” she asked, wondering why none of the Dursley’s had mentioned him.

           He looked to Dudley and answered. “Yes, we’re cousins.”

           Hedwig flapped her wings again grabbing their attention.

           “Is she hungry?” she asked, moving her hand toward the cage.

           Harry immediately grabbed her wrist to stop her.

           “She likes to snap at fingers,” he said.

           “Oh sorry,” she replied, noticing that Harry was now holding her hand.

           “Wouldn’t want you to lose a finger,” he said, rubbing his thumb against her finger.

           “No I wouldn’t want that,” she giggled.

           Dudley cleared his throat to break up their discussion.

           Harry let go of her hand and smiled. She had almost forgotten that Dudley was even with them.

           “Dudley was going to show me his new computer games. Would you like to come with us?” she asked him.

           “No I’m fine here,” he answered, feeling the angry stare of Dudley on him.

           She looked around his room and noticed that there were only a few books and a trunk. There wasn’t much for him to do.

           “Come on. It’ll be fun. Right Dudley?” she asked with a smile.

           Dudley not wanting to say no to her, agreed.

           “Good. Lead the way,” she said happily.

           They entered Dudley’s room and she was overwhelmed by the massive amount of items he had in there. It was obvious that his parents gave him anything he wanted. It was quite the opposite of Harry’s room.

           Dudley and (Y/N) sat down at the desk in front of the computer, while Harry stood behind them. Dudley explained to her how to play one of the games then let her try. He sat very close to her almost covering the entire screen from Harry. Occasionally, he would look back at him angrily. He ignored Dudley’s threats and kept his concentration on (Y/N).

           “Let Harry play too,” she told Dudley, noticing that he was only allowing the two of them a turn.

           Dudley reluctantly rose from his seat and allowed Harry to sit. She watched him as he played. She could see his face light up every time he passed another level. She thought he looked so cute.

           The three of them continued to play for some time. She looked at her watch and noticed how long she had been there.

           “I think it’s time for me to head home,” she announced, rising from the chair.

           “I’ll walk you to the door,” Dudley said.

           Harry tried to follow them down the stairs but Dudley pushed him back when (Y/N) wasn’t looking. When they reached the door, she said goodbye to all the Dursley’s who kindly invited her to come back whenever she wanted. She wanted to say goodbye to Harry but he was nowhere to be found. She figured he must have not enjoyed her company as much as she did his.

           As she walked down the block, to her surprise she saw Harry standing at the end of it.

           “What are you doing out here?” she asked him.

           “I was waiting for you. Thought I’d walk you home,” he said with a grin.

           “I’d like that,” she said, smiling back at him.

           They walked slowly beside each other as the sun started to set.

           “How come you didn’t say goodbye with the rest of the family?”

           “I wanted to surprise you,” he answered, not telling her the whole truth.

           He didn’t want to explain how he wasn’t even supposed to come out of his room or make any noise. They just met and he didn’t think it was the time to be explaining his horrible situation with the Dursley’s.

           “I thought you didn’t like me and that’s why you didn’t say goodbye,” she replied.

           “No definitely not. I like you,” he replied a little more excited than he meant too.

           She giggled at his response then said “Good.”

           They reached her house and Harry walked her to the door.

           “Thank you for walking me home,” she said.

           “My pleasure,” he confessed.

           They stood in silence for a moment. Harry gazed at her beautiful features wondering once again how Dudley could manage to get her to come on a lunch date.

           “Can I ask you something?” he asked, breaking the silence.

           She knew what he was going to ask. It was obviously about her and Dudley. Anyone besides their mothers would wonder.

           “Why would I agree to a lunch date with Dudley?” she answered.

           “If you don’t want to tell me its fine,” he responded, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

           “No I’ll tell you. Tomorrow,” she responded with a smirk.

           “Tomorrow?” he asked confused.

           “Yeah, if you want to know the answer come over tomorrow.”

           “Okay I’ll be here,” he responded with an elated smile.

           “Goodbye Harry Potter,” was the last thing she said before going inside.

           Harry left her house thinking that he never could have predicted that Dudley’s date would turn out so well for him.

           The next day (Y/N) waited for Harry. In fact, she waited all day. She didn’t understand why he hadn’t shown. She figured he had changed his mind about her.

           Harry paced back and forth in his room. As he had suspected, his Aunt and Uncle were waiting for him when he returned from walking (Y/N) home. They locked him in his room and ordered him to stay in there, until further notice. Without any way to make contact with her, it would look as if he had skipped out on her.  Unable to use his magic to escape, because the Ministry would get involved he would have to wait until his punishment was over and explain the situation.

           Dudley called (Y/N) every morning for the next few days to invite her to one place after another. She was only able to make excuses twice before having to give in. Petunia became involved and talked to her mother about the two of them spending more time together. So once again upon her mother’s request she went out with him.

           He picked her up in his parent’s car and to her surprise once again, opened the car door for her. When they arrived at the pizza parlor, he ran around the car and opened the door. It didn’t stop there either. He held the door open when they entered and pulled out her chair as well. He was really making an effort to display manners with her. He ordered a large pizza, which she thought was too much for the two of them.

           “Dudley don’t order a large. I’m not that hungry,” she said after the waitress walked away.

           “I have to. Coach says I need to bulk up before my next match,” he replied, punching the air as if there was an invisible opponent. “You can come and watch me win.”

           “You’re pretty confident,” she remarked.

           “I’ve beaten him before and I’ll do it again,” he boasted. “I’ll save you a seat right next to the ring.”

           “I don’t think---“

           “Afterwards Mum and Dad will take us out to celebrate,” he interrupted.

           “Well I’ll have to ask my mother. It is the summer and she may have already made plans for something,” she replied, hoping to find a way out of going.

           The waitress arrived with the pizza and he continued boasting about opponents he had beaten. By the end of the meal, she heard everything about his boxing career. Not once did he bother to ask her anything about herself.

           “You know it’s not very polite to talk about yourself the whole time,” she remarked, having had enough of his selfish behavior.

           He hung his head and looked down at his plate. “I didn’t realize that I had been talking about myself and not including you. I was just excited to tell you about boxing because I like it so much,” he said in an apologetic tone.

           That was not the reaction she had expected and now she felt bad for scolding him.

           “I understand. Don’t worry about it,” she said, patting his hand.

           He ordered dessert for them and they talked about her interests until they were done. He opened the car door for her and kept her talking about herself the whole ride home. He was genuinely trying to makeup for his earlier behavior and (Y/N) noticed.

           He parked in front of her house and once again ran around to open her door.

           “Thank you,” she said.

           Dudley closed the door behind her and walked her to the front door.

           “I liked eating pizza with you,” he stated. “Maybe we could do it again?”

           “We’ll see,” she answered.

           He said goodbye and drove off.

           She entered the house and sat on the other end of the couch where her mother was currently relaxing with a book.

           “How was your date?” her mother asked.

           “It was fine.”

           “Just fine?” her mother asked, closing her book.

           “Yeah.”

           “What do you think of Dudley?”

           “He’s confusing,” she replied.

           “How so?”

           “Well one minute he’s completely self-absorbed but then the next he’s so attentive,” she answered. “I don’t know what to think.”

           “Sounds like he’s trying,” her mother encouraged.

           “I guess he is,” she remarked.

           “A boy came by today looking for you.”

           “Who?”

           “I believe he said his name was Harry. He said he’d come back later,” her mother answered.

           “Is that all he said?” she inquired.

           “Yes,” she replied.

           (Y/N) felt strangely happy hearing that he had come to see her, but also wondered why it took him so long to do so. She went to her room and changed her outfit and fixed her hair.

           It was getting late and she had just about given up on him when the doorbell rang.

           “I’ll get it!” she yelled to her mother.

           She fixed her outfit and smoothed down her hair before opening the door. She stepped out and closed the door behind her.

           “Well look who finally decided to show up,” she remarked, leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed.

           “I know it was longer than I intended and I’m sorry,” he apologized.

           She could see that he meant it and he did look particularly cute at the moment, so she decided to forgive him. She grabbed his hand and lead him to the small bench on the porch. There they continued to talk. Learning more about one another.

The sun set and the stars came out. The porch light turned on snapping them out of their conversation.

           “I guess it’s getting late,” Harry announced, realizing for the first time that he was holding (Y/N)’s hand.

           “I suppose it is,” she replied.

           Harry rubbed his thumb gently against her hand making her smile. He leaned in slowly and placed a soft kiss upon her lips. To his delight, she returned the gesture.

           Their lips parted and Harry stood, pulling (Y/N) along with him.

           “Would you like to meet at the park tomorrow?” Harry asked.

           “Yes,” she replied, her cheeks still flushed from their kiss.

           “Around lunch time?” he asked.

           “I’ll be there.”

           Harry waved goodbye as he walked down the street. Excited for the next day.

           The next day he sneakily gathered things into his bag for his date with (Y/N). He heard his Uncle’s car pull into the driveway and hurriedly zipped his bag and headed out the back door.

           At the park, he placed a small blanket on the ground underneath a shady tree and waited for (Y/N). He heard someone approaching from behind the tree, but to his dismay it was not who he was expecting.

           “What are you doing here?” Dudley asked with attitude. He looked at the picnic set up displayed. “Having lunch with your imaginary friend?” he scoffed.

           “No just go away Dudley,” he commanded.

           “Make me!” Dudley angrily replied kicking dirt onto the blanket and Harry.

           Harry jumped up ready to pull out his wand but spotted (Y/N) at a distance.

           Dudley grabbed Harry by the shirt and balled his fist. Harry braced for the impact. Just as Dudley’s fist came into contact with his jaw, he heard (Y/N) cry out for Dudley to stop.

           “What are you doing?!” she yelled at Dudley as she pushed him away from Harry.

           Shocked that she had seen what he had just done, he stuttered to find words to explain his actions.

           “Are you okay?” she asked Harry examining his face.

           “Yeah I’m okay,” he replied moving his jaw slowly in a circular motion.

           “Were you coming to meet him?!” Dudley asked heatedly.

           “Yes!” she replied.

           “But you’re my girlfriend!”

          “I’m not your girlfriend!” she replied. “And even if there was a tiny chance that we could be friends, there is none now. I couldn’t be friends with someone who goes around hitting people for no reason!”

          “Could you be friends with a..a…?” Dudley pointed at Harry wanting to tell her he was a wizard.

          Harry gave him a stern look.

          “A what?” she asked.

          Dudley stared back at Harry furious knowing he couldn’t tell his secret.

          “I think you should leave Dudley!” Harry demanded.

          “I agree,” (Y/N) replied.

          Dudley growled before stomping off.

          “Are you sure you’re alright?” she asked Harry again. A bruise began to show on his jaw.

          “Let’s go back to my house and put some ice on it,” she suggested. Harry nodded.

          They gathered up the picnic supplies. Once there Harry set up the picnic in the yard as she went inside to grab the ice. While inside, she explained to her mother what happened and that she didn’t want to spend anymore time with Dudley. Her mother understood. (Y/N) was concerned that this would cause a rift in her mother’s friendship with Mrs. Dursley but he mother assured her that she could smooth things over with Petunia. She gave her mother a hug and returned to Harry.

          They finished their meal and laid side by side holding hands.

          “(Y/N) would you be my girlfriend?” Harry asked nervously.

          She snapped her head to face him and happily replied, “Yes.”

          Harry eventually told her that he was a wizard and she wasn’t surprised. Turns out that wizards run in her family too.

[attackradish]

Unbelievable. Imagine the scene. I’m dreaming. I’m trying to rob a (bank? Restaurant? Gang meeting) and I’m accessing it from the roof. Can only shoot so many people from my little skylight and it’s hard. So I get down from the roof to talk to my hostage, Jette. Who was also in charge of Making Up the people I am trying to shoot and somehow willed them into existence. So they tell me “oh you’ll love Dudle (pronounced Dudly, but the spelling was Important in the dream) and told me where everyone else was in the room so I could shoot them.

So I do. And then Dudle shows up in my line of sight. Dudle is a lavender draft horse with caring eyes. I also need Dudle dead to complete my robbery. So I shoot. And he doesn’t die. He just crumples and stares at me with his sad horse eyes. So I keep shooting. It takes like five shots to put that horse down. And I cry over to Jette about You Know How Much I Like Horses and they just look at me and say “Yeah. That’s why I did it. Great idea right?” And I cried so much that I woke up.

Like what the hell Dream-Jette? What was your Problem??? Anyways I thought Real-Jette would appreciate this piece of trivia

[3ezentrum3-blog]

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[airasora]

Hey, dudes, dudettes and dudles!

Congratulations to @SuperNerd who won my little "guess the quote" contest. They requested a role reversal of Thraxette with Odette being the "evil one" of the two. I'll admit I struggled quite a bit with how I could portray that in just a picture, with it still being playful as SuperNerd requested. Turns out when I'm giving a massive amount of creative freedom, I struggle to settle on something. I hope what I came up with something you like! :D