#this is me seeing how many sappy petnames i can make them call each other in under a thousand words

[artytaeh]

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can i disagree with some of this fandom's perception of tom riddle? surely he won't be a sweetheart like lorenzo, but...

┊ i also don't think that he'd be so intentionally rude, so cold towards his significant other. i honestly think that if tom ever becomes infatuated with someone, he would take pride into getting this someone to belong to him. willingly! 🌷

౨ৎ i guess i'll never know the reason why you ♡ ͡

love me like you do; that's the wonder of you . . .

... tom riddle is a smart man, you see. love, romantic feelings, to act like a couple and all of those things— these might be the most confused that tom riddle will ever be, because otherwise, he's an extremely competent, capable young man.

tom riddle does get confused, a little lost on what to do; he'd torture himself by discreetly watching couples at hogwarts interacting, maybe make some research (= read novels. romantic novels. it was a discovery of a new medieval torture for tom, seriously, to waste his precious time reading some sappy crap like that.) to better understand how to handle you.

how to deal with you.

how to cherish you, so that you don't ever entertain the idea of leaving him. you see, tom is a practical man— he'd rather not commit mistakes, because to fail, means to spend extra time fixing his error and doing the same thing twice, so that this time, it's done correctly.

applying this ideology to you, it means: that 1) tom riddle prefers to always keep your heart happy, so that you don't have doubts about him; so that 2) he won't have to take twice the effort to conquer the city of your heart again.

some think that tom wouldn't like petnames. to be fair, tom would frown at many of those, at first— thinking that they were cringe, disgusting or a psychological way to acquire diabetes. however, when tom gets used to this stir on his heart, those loud heart beatings that cloud his rational thoughts...

... it's excused to say that tom's preferred petname to call you by, is 'my love'.

tom reasons that's because it isn't a lie at all. well, you're certainly his— and because of you, because of your existence, of this enchanting aura of yours; that's how tom riddle discovered love. there are few things that tom is attached to. even fewer that he shows to care about, to have affectionate feelings for; one of them is the basilisk. others are his favorite books, all of them first editions that were troublesome, but endlessly worth it, to get. nevertheless, at the peak of the pyramid, there's you.

you. oh, how your name sounds so angelic, so right, so perfect on his lips. sometimes, tom doesn't call you by any petnames, so that he can mouth each syllable of your name, tasting the acquaintance of the name of his darling on his lips.

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he might call you by other petnames, depending on the occasions:

darling; which, in his opinion, is fairly one of the best petnames to be shared between a couple. because you, reader, are endearing to his eyes— a darling, really, whose presence immediately softens (ever so slightly, because tom riddle still is tom riddle himself, and that mask of stoicism of his won't be broken without putting up a fight.) those previously icy, cold eyes of his.

dearest; if tom is trying to reason with you. unlike what many think, tom would take a deep breath, put on that handsome smile of his, and use a gentle tone to convince some words inside that pretty little head of yours. 'dearest', he calls for you— so gentle, so full of affection; as if reminding you that you are the object of all of his affections and desires. you, his dearest, the one he adores the most. the reminder of such a fact easily melts you in less than a few seconds, which tom sees as too perfect of an opportunity to lose to convince you much faster.

doll; if you look rather ravishing to his eyes, whenever you dress up even prettier than other school days, and wear such pretty clothes and many accessories to further optimize your beauty. beautiful, perfect, flawless; like a doll. a carefully made doll. a doll, that sits there quiet and all pretty, obedient, doing as she's told.

( i must warn you, though, that tom won't entertain silly nicknames from you. tom riddle will ignore you, march forward without sparing a glance at you, not even acknowledging your presence should you insist on the matter. tom won't answer you, should you refer to him by such hideous petnames. you could be about to fall from a mountain, and yet tom won't help you until you address him properly. baby? he's not a child, for salazar's sake! pookie bear? now that might make tom riddle himself throw you off from the mountain's edge— call him such a monstrosity like that, and tom will lose every drop of faith on you. you're a lost cause. )

if he had to choose; yes, tom would prefer if you were obedient. contrary to popular belief, tom riddle is quite fascinated with sweet personas. to have a sweet significant other, who's all smiles and considerate words— it's so, so much easier for tom.

between a brat that trashes around for his attention, and a sweet girl who gently tries to indulge (purely out of concern, wanting him to share his problems with her!)— tom would rather choose the latter.

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quite the darling you are. to boldly take tom's hands between your own, with that frown of yours. no, you're not being whiny; yet tom can see that there's consideration, there's time spent on that little brain of yours, that tries to find the right words to speak with him.

then, when you voice your concerns— that tom spends some time alone from time to time, seemingly hiding something from you, as if to shoulder all of those burdens all by himself...

tom takes a deep breath, swallowing his temper. trying to keep his composure, because tom hates having to justify his actions. with a smile, tom puts on a facade, with a too much convincing tone: "oh, dearest, no. i'm flattered that you noticed that i haven't been having the best days; however, your presence makes everything better. in fact, being with you now, makes all of my problems seem insignificant in comparison."

should his sweet words not be enough to keep your nose out of his business, then tom takes a step further. holding your hands, tom squeezes them between his fingers, gently at first, tightly when you're too stubborn: "my problems are mine to solve, my love. i would never put such a heavy burden on you; your smile is too precious for me to ruin."

sweet, sweet words; some that tom mentally grimaces at, but knows that are necessary and effective with you. talking as if he's doing you a favor on keeping you away from his PERSONAL thoughts and goals.

and that's how tom pushes you way. gently, smoothly— so that you'd have to rethink this moment over and over, for you to understand that once again, tom riddle has tricked you; tricked you into doing what he wants. because without a fight, without you daring to bother him further... tom riddle made you go back to your own business, and leave his alone.

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however, when tom is in a better mood and less stressed with his own goals, he'd find it funny, entertaining even, if his darling tried to be bossy. to pout, to want some sort of control. it's hilarious for him.

so, he indulges you. well, sort of— tom tricks you into thinking that he gave in to your commands. to your whims. in a sneaky way, tom makes you think that you're in control!

the one who's in charge is you. yes, darling, of course. he pats your head, gives you that charming smile of his. with such a serene expression, tom briefly raises his eyebrows, mocking you inside that devious mind of his, as he says: you are absolutely right, dearest.

tom riddle doesn't really mind that you aren't consciously aware that the one in charge is him. that's fine; no, seriously, go and brag about it!

because ultimately, tom knows that what he says, goes. that with some sweet words of his, a little touch here and there, that you'll soon see the reason and comply to whatever tom wishes you to say, to do, to behave.

he does is so smoothly, that even for the outsiders, well... it'd be hard to realize that all that tom riddle is doing to you, is nothing but manipulation. and you're oh so easy to manipulate— it was a challenge at first. now, it's more of a chore; tom barely blinks through it. he knows you so well.

however, so that you whining and getting used to think that you're having things done your way, tom throws some praises and compliments here and there.

touching you chin, gently brushing his thumb on your lower lip; tom's gaze intentionally softens, as he praises: 'you're just too good to be true, my love.', whenever you act accordingly. when you do as he says.

brushing a strand of yours away from your face, so that he can further admire the physical features of his beloved: 'i sincerely can't take my eyes of you, darling, when you are so good for me like this. pardon the way that i stare— you're too beautiful.'

and with even more sincerity, tom riddle isn't sure where his manipulation ends and his genuine care for you starts; tom isn't sure, whether his words are now a muscle memory of his, or if he truly means them.

but he never allows himself to discover the roots of this thought. to actually find out if he truly is such an emotionally shallow person, or if his weakness for his darling is deeper than he realizes. no— this is one of the few matters, in which tom would rather remain ignorant about.

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because tom is such a gentleman with you...

opening doors for you. walking two, three steps ahead of you as soon as the entrance is upon sight, tom will open the door for you; his arm keeps it open for you to enter or leave the room first, and so those grayish-green eyes of his watch you, as you pass by. then, tom will enter just behind you, following your lead, quickening his steps to go back to his rightful place by your side. he lies to himself, saying that he only does such a small gesture to effortlessly keep you by his side. tom would be telling the truth, if he doesn't interrupt the thought that he enjoys to escort you— because, deep down, tom genuinely appreciates your company. every step, every minute you spend together. 'here, love. please, continue; what did you tell your housemate, then?'

tom riddle refuses to let you carry heavy books. so, as if it was muscle memory and so smoothly that you can't do anything about it, tom will carry your books along with his, as soon as you leave the classroom. it's not that he finds you useless, incapable; rather, tom riddle perceives you as a... preciously delicate, fragile little thing. most of the times, tom does it so nonchalantly that you don't even notice; you're too distracted by your conversation, to notice how tom carries your stuff, busying his arms. however, should you notice or worry that you're being a burden to tom in any way; tom shakes his head at you, waving off this silly insecurity of yours: 'i know you can carry them, beloved. however, allow me to do it for you. i am your boyfriend, am i not?'

offering his hand for you to take, whenever there's a higher step to be climbed up, or tricky stairs on your way. tom will do it too, to give you some kind of support, should you jump off of a particular high edge. whenever you wear high heels, tom would be specially careful with you— he offers his arm or hand for you to take, walking in a much slower pace than usual, so that you won't overexert your feet. we can't have his darling getting hurt, now can we? no bruises, no pain, no redness on your skin undesired by him, nothing to interrupt the lovely time you're spending together. 'take my hand, my love; it's quite high for you. that's it, darling, good girl.'

whenever you're about to sit, tom grabs the back of your chair, pushing the seat backwards for you to take, then helps you settle closer to the table. only then, will tom take his own seat in front of you. it's something that becomes so, so common between both of you, that sometimes you find yourself taking a few more seconds to sit down, whenever you hang out with your friends; unconsciously, you'd wait for tom to gently guide you to your seat. oh, you're spoiled.

leaning down to get the material you accidentally knocked out; if he's not quick enough to notice, then tom will keep his hand on the edge of the table, so that there's no chance for you to hit your head. 'quite the klutz, aren't you, darling?' — with a lighthearted tone, so that he doesn't come by as mean, tom couldn't help but to tease you just this time, — 'next time, let me get it for you, dearest. now, careful with your head.'

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... and because he's always so soft-spoken with you, well, how could you listen to your friends, in case they notice that maybe tom riddle isn't as a good guy as he lets on? that perhaps, he is a little controlling. that maybe, he's too overprotective of you.

→ and of course, being the fool you are, you stroll to the lion's cage (or should we call it snake?) and deliver all of this information on a silver platter for him.

SAT SIDEWAYS ON HIS LAP, tom settles your thighs to rest on top of his, while a hand is respectfully kept there; caressing the smooth skin, rubbing circles on the bare skin of your thigh, just inches underneath the hem of your skirt.

tom riddle keeps up a serene expression, sometimes humming in acknowledgement, to show you that he's listening to this ramble of yours. if it's a topic that seems to have bothered or upsets you, then tom will keep another hand on your lower back; he soothes you with small movements of his fingers.

oh, how funny. so this ravenclaw friend of yours, told you that it isn't normal for tom, your boyfriend, to comment whether you roll up your skirt during summer? that such a thing is being controlling? now that's something tom will have to deal with. perhaps, he'll only have to frame this irritating ravenclaw girl; have you ever thought that maybe, she's interested in tom? that must be why the ravenclaw is filling your pretty little brain with such absurd exaggerations of his doings. how lucky you are, to have an attentive boyfriend that easily notices when a friend of yours has bad intentions.

( for obvious reasons, tom despises amortentia. he finds it disgusting, but more than that, tom riddle perceives amortentia has a rather pathetic tool to get someone's affection. tom will never use it on you— he doesn't need to! however, he will get his hands on one, to use it on that nosy, insufferable ravenclaw friend of yours. only to prove his point. so that this nosy girl acts disgustingly flirty around tom, so that you'll come running back into his arms, crying about such an awful friend and that once again, tom was right. you apologize to him, for doubting his assumptions. you end this friendship and cut ties with the ravenclaw girl. and tom, well, tom riddle has once again rid both of you from troublesome outsiders. )

ah, now this is entertaining! so these friends of yours, housemates, have noticed that tom has been keeping an eye on you. now, dearest, that's rather silly, don't you think? so what if you seem to find the same familiar faces in the same space as you? do you really believe your friends' theories? that he sends his followers ''friends'' to follow you around the school? darling, hogwarts is quite enormous and spacious, yet all of you study together in the same castle. it's inevitable, to see familiar faces, here and there.

( however, tom will blame his followers. how difficult can it be, to follow, to stalk a girl like you? and to go unnoticed as they do that? sincerely, tom stares at them with such disgust, such disappointment, that his followers tremble under his gaze— the future dark lord even mentions the idea of getting rid of them. of throwing them away. after all, why would he need such useless, such incompetent boys like them, if they can't follow simple orders correctly? it's excused to say, that you'd never suspect being stalked again. 1) because tom reassured you that such a thought is rather silly; and 2), because these followers of tom riddle do a much better job. out of fear. )

oh, darling, what silly friends you have! sincerely, it seems like you only attract observant delusional friends, or attentive paranoid companies!

in the end, it doesn't matter if your friends tried to alert you about tom's toxic concerning flaws traits. because in the end, at night, he will have you nuzzling on his lap, holding you so tenderly; all of these warnings disappear into thin air, when tom makes you laugh at such accurate ridiculous accusations.

in conclusion: no, tom riddle would never be rude or snap at you; not if he can help it, not if he can keep his temper in check. he believes that the best way to keep you so effortlessly devoted and infatuated, to keep you willingly by his side, is to treat you with care (even if sometimes he has to manipulate his way into it). how lucky you are, to have such a obsessive caring boyfriend!

🪻 ; . . . fandom : harry potter.

— i'm endlessly faithful to theodore nott. however. the first to kick the entrance door to my heart was tom riddle. and what a man (i can't fix him. i would let him ruin my life him tho!), ladies and gentlemen.

the headers + gifs + icons aren't mine. credits to the respective creators ! 🌷

[lunallaa]

||calling him by his first name||

gotham knights!jason todd x gn!reader

{not edited/proof read please excuse any errors♡}

You honestly didn't even realize that you said it. It was one of those rare late nights where Jason was out on patrol, and you were stuck back home at your shared apartment, struggling to fall asleep ever since he had left for the night. Normally after a long day of work and errands like today sleep came easy, you'd take a hot shower maybe have a cup of that tea Jason buys specifically to help with sleep, and then gather you and the new kitten the two have recently adopted and sleep until he came home. Tonight however, was a different case. No amount of tossing and turning, fluffing your pillows, cups of tea, or white noise playing on your phone could help you sleep.

Thankfully after however many(few) hours your body must've finally realized that you were in fact tired and in need of sleep cause when you woke up next, it was to your kitten stirring and loudly meowing at the bedroom door. Jason was finally home, and from the sounds of things he had just put away his gear from patrol and was making his way to your shared bedroom. You were always confident in your boyfriend and his family's capabilities at what they do, that you never exactly feared one of them never coming home, but it always filled you with such relief and peace whenever he walked through that door. Most times he's worn down and maybe nursing an injury but he's in one peice.

“Welcome home Jason.”

You had barely managed to say it in an audible enough volume with how much sleep and exhaustion you were fighting off. Despite that, it was clear he had heard you anyways. Through half lidded eyes struggling to remain open for more than a few seconds at a time you saw him pause from loving on your kitten almost as if you had told him something ridiculous and he was taking a moment to process it. It wasn't until you had registered his silence lasting longer that it should've for a moment like this, that you started to sober up from you sleepy state and turn your full attention to him.

“What's the matter-”

“Are you mad at me?”

“What are you tal-”

“Are you mad at me?”

“Jason-”

“You're mad at me.”

With a huff you push yourself up and remove yourself from the plush warm covers and expose yourself to the surprisingly cold air of your bedroom as you sit and stare at your boyfriend who stands holding your cat just a few feet from you staring back at you.

“Why would I be mad?”

“You called me Jason.”

You're tempted to crawl right back under your blankets. For how large and scary your boyfriend tends to be, when it comes to you he can be so silly and endearingly pathetic. You will admit that you hardly ever call him by his first name after the first few months of dating and it had only been petnames and nicknames since. Both of your first names were a rare occurrence in your household with how disgustingly in love and sappy the two of you were.

“You're worried cause I called you…your name?”

“You never call me just Jason and you know that.”

“You're an idiot” he's your idiot.

The slight tension in his shoulders immediately deflates as he feigns a dramatic gasp and covers your kitten's ears as if you said a very nasty swear at the two of them.

“How could you say that in front of our daughter! Do you know how damaging it will be for her to see her parents fight?”

“Well seeing as she's only been home for a month and walked in on her parents being very loving with each other more times than we can count on both of our hands combined, I'd say she'll be just fine.”

With the tension fully dissipated now and the both of you all giggles and love sick smiles, Jason walks over to where you sit in bed and plops the kitten on your lap before kissing you softly. The sneaky bastard tries to heaten the moment up, but you (hesitantly) pull away before he's successful.

“Nuh uh. Go shower you smell like gunpowder and outside.”

“What? I thought you liked my natural musk.” He’s got that stupid playful smile on his face that never fails to get a giggle out of you.

“That is not your natural “musk”, you smell like Gotham. Now go shower before you're sleeping on the couch tonight. Jason.”

He immediately straightens up and pouts at your use of his first name again but still makes his way to the bathroom. You don't miss the way he leaves the door completely open as he turns on the water and undresses as an invitation for you to join him. With a dreamy sigh and a kiss to your kitten's forehead, you get yourself up and out of bed and make your way to the bathroom door.

Inspired by a blurb from @gay-dorito-dust !

Read it here!

[subtlereferencetomyinterests]

“Is this okay?”

Patton glances over at Remus, his head tilted in confusion. As far as he can tell, his partner isn't... doing anything. He’s weirdly calm, actually, being quiet and more-or-less still. He's only inched closer to press himself against Patton's arm, and they've barely even been talking- just enjoying each other's company and half-watching a goofy horror comedy. It's a peaceful moment, the kind that are slowly growing familiar in their new (wonderfully new, and sugary, and exciting) romantic entanglement.

Patton smiles at him, a bit bemusedly, and says:

“Is what okay, Cuddlebug?”

Remus pulls back a some, staring at him like it should be obvious. And when it isn't, he scooches away even further, gesturing broadly between the two of them.

"This kind of touching. Is it okay?”

Patton blinks, the smile on his face turning silly and wide. It's such a sweet, unexpected check-in from his partner, and it's just the sort of thing to give him a toothache. He leans forward, wrapping his arms around Remus and settling them back together.

“Of course it is. Honey, we do this all the time, you know that it's alright.”

Remus doesn’t hesitate to wrap around Patton this time, but he frowns, his expression twisted up in that rare way of showing genuine wariness.

“Okay, well-” Remus catches Patton’s hand in his own, curling their fingers together, “What about this?”

And Patton doesn’t know what to make of this, isn’t sure what his boyfriend is getting at, but nods his head encouragingly nonetheless.

“And,” Remus rests his head on Patton’s collarbone, looking up at the taller side with the utmost curiosity- “This?”

“Yeah,” Patton laughs, softly, “Yeah, Mess, that’s just fine."

He’d begun to wonder if Remus was gearing up for something- to make a pass at him, probably, which wouldn’t have been the first time and wasn't exactly unwelcome. But the tone was all off, and Remus hadn’t gotten that dark and mischievous look behind his eyes, the type that always appears when he's being suggestive. But he just looks, if anything, relieved; settled down again already, with finality, staring peacefully forward as though none of this had been strange.

“Remus,” Patton says, gently, “You don’t have to ask when you wanna touch me. You know that, right?”

There is a pause.

“Uh, yeah, I do?”

“Not all the time. Not when it’s like this.”

Remus twists around until he can bring them face-to-face, looking utterly bewildered. “I- what?”

“If you wanna touch me, to cuddle? You can. I’ll tell you when I don’t want to, if I don’t want to, but I can’t imagine me saying no to a good snuggle session! You’re allowed to just, y'know, go ahead.”

Patton brings his hand up to the side of Remus’ face as he says it, trying his best to be the picture of encouragement and affection as he presses their foreheads together. But the Duke breaks away, shaking his head sharply. 

“But I- I just don’t want to take it too far, you know? Like, I’ve never- I’ve never done any of this before, Sugar. And, I don’t know if you know this, but I’m really good at messing stuff up. It’s kind of my job?” Remus cackles faintly, drumming his fingers against Patton’s sternum. “I don’t want to fuck this up, though.”

Morality doesn’t speak right away, just clutches Remus tighter to his chest, resting his chin on Remus’ head and trying not to notice the sudden aching in his chest.

“You won’t ruin this, Sweetpea,” he says, slowly. “I trust you. I know you won’t.”

“Yeah, maybe you do. I don't know anything!"

He kisses the crown of Remus’ head, feeling a spark of guilt and concern nag at him. The trait is trying to take a light tone about all this, but the underlying emotion is obvious. Remus doesn’t worry about things, hardly ever does he even give something a second thought before jumping in, but here they are.

While the carefulness he takes with Patton these days makes the sensitive trait feel all kinds of bubbly and special, there’s still that little bit of sadness from knowing that at least some of it is because he doesn’t want to scare Patton away. Because Patton used to be scared of him, and he’s not sure he’ll ever stop feeling sorry for that. 

“I love you,” Patton says. 

“I love you, too,” Remus says back, easily- and it hasn’t been long between them but they don’t shy away from the words, just like they never did when they were friends.

“It’s okay to be nervous.”

“I’ve got a good reason to.”

“Really?” Patton leans down and boops their noses together, a little teasing, “Because you’ve got a ‘history’, you mean?”

Remus boops him back, looking a little like he’s trying not to grin. 

“Well, I do,” he insists, semi-seriously. 

“I guess it’s lucky for you that i have a thing for bad boys, huh?”

Remus cackles, unable to hold solemnity for longer than a second, and Patton silently thinks, there we go, there he is.

“Just look at my track record,” the side goes on, nuzzling slightly into his boyfriend's hairline. “I need somebody tougher than me.”

“You need somebody,” Remus laughs, his nose scrunched-up, “-to make you look more responsible by comparison.”

“Mm, that too.”

Patton lets Remus squirm around, the trait pulling himself into Patton’s lap and burying his face in the crook of his neck. He hums to himself, wrapping around Patton in a way that makes his neediness unabashedly plain. Patton sighs, still smiling, and runs his hand gently up and down his partner’s back.

“If I still need to ask,” Remus mutters,  “Just- to make myself feel better. So I know that I’m not hurting you... That’s okay, right?”

Patton feels himself melt, just a little.

“Of course it is, Mess. Just as long as you know that you don’t have to. That I trust you.”

Remus nods against his shoulder.

“I know you do, Angel. I know.”

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[castexpectopatronum]

being a Slytherin and dating Remus Lupin would include:

request by @fantasytwin

notes:  k so i got so carried away with this that i decided to split this format in two: one, being a [hogwarts house] and dating Remus Lupin would include, and two, being a [hogwarts house] and getting together with Remus Lupin would include

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being a Slytherin and getting together with Remus Lupin would include

- being really competitive in classes

- trying to beat each other in getting the best marks and the most house points

- constant teasing

- sly insults that aren't really insults

- you calling him “teacher's pet”

- him calling you “little minx” which sends goosebumps down your back

- people being really surprised when they find out you're together because they think you kind of hate each other

- but your friends just laugh it off and say, “Oh, they're just like that”

- being prefects together and hating that you are on two literal ends of the castle so you can't do your prefects rounds together

- but also using that privilege to bend the rules a little to your advantage

- long visits to the prefects bathroom

- if ya know what i mean

- standing up for Remus when other Slytherins cough snape cough are being mean to him

- and him doing the same thing for you when some Gryffindor gives a snarky comment about how he's a disgrace to the house for dating a Slytherin

- legend has it he once hexed a Gryffindor so hard for insulting you he spend a week in the hospital wing

- but every time someone asks him about it, he just calmly replies, “I have no idea what you're talking about”

- either way people have learned not to mess with you two

- late night walks through the corridor when everybody else is asleep

- Remus showing you the secret passageways and you being amazed at how he found them

- but when you ask, he just winks at you

- “can't tell you all my secrets now, can I, (y/n)”

- which intrigues you far more than you'd ever admit

- the Marauders are sceptical of you had first

- especially Sirius, seeing as he hates Slytherins

- James distrusts your house in general

- his first question to you was if you were friends with Snape

- Peter, of course, joins the side of his friends immediately and decides to only accept you once they do

- but eventually they warm up to you

- especially considering how important you are to Remus

- your sense of humour certainly doesn't hurt

- neither does the fact that one day you punch Snape in the face for saying something about your boyfriend that he really shouldn't have

- after which they are surprisingly nice to you

- which you find kind of funny

- “didn't know getting into a fight would get me so many new friends”

- Remus and you aren't big on pda

- but behind closed doors that's different matter

- though it's difficult to steal moments where it's just the two of you

- which makes them all the more precious

- you aren't really welcome in his common room and neither his he in yours

- so you try and find other places where you can be alone

- your favourites include the library, empty classrooms and the greenhouses

- during spring and summer you also love to take long walks through the hogwarts grounds and sit by the black lake

- you'd cuddle against his chest and he'd press kisses to your head

- “if only your mates knew how sappy you are”

- “you're one to talk”

- constant flirting

- which in sour language means snarky banter

- people are always wondering if you're going through an ugly breakup

- and then they're very confused when they see you press a chaste kiss to each other's lips

- which is as affectionate as you get in public

- instead of petnames you have personalised insults

- he's “sourwolf”, you're “little minx”

- which get both of you riled up

- but in a good way

- trusting each other with every part of your soul

[imsusx]

Led Zeppelin, The Doors, Jimi Hendrix, Simon and Garfunkel, The Mamas and the Papas, The Who, AC/DC, Janis Joplin, The Tragically Hip, Aerosmith, Johnny Cash, Madonna, oooooops so many sorry hehe 🥰💓

Omg babe you really went out I love it yes!!! Thanks for asking my love🥰💜

Led Zeppelin: 4 turn ons

Romantically it would be:

-Humor/ laughing: someone laughing with me it’s the best thing ever

-Good conversations: I love when someone is able to talk about anything and just the conversation flows and it doesn’t feel forced

-Listening and empathy: When someone you like wants to listen about your day, or about you feel, and wants to help you out it’s the best ever. Basically genuine attention.

-Petnames!!!!!!!!!!!! (Baby, my girl, my love, or anything with “my” in it) makes me feel extremely special and with my IN IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE YES IM ALL YOURS✨

Sexually it would be:

-When someone that you like touches your inner thigh MMMMM shits good

-tiddies and BOOTY🙈

-MOANING BITCH IT DRIVES ME WILD🤪

-The thought of any sexual activity with the person you like makes me wet ok

The Doors: 2 places you’d like to visit

Australia and USA!

Jimi Hendrix: Name 8 things that make you happy

-Alannah, aka you,the sunshine of my life🥰

-my doggy!

-Food!!! I love food soooo much

-Music! All kinds of music make me happy I can dance and enjoy anything

-My friends! Without a doubt I LOVE them so much and I’m so happy they are in my life, each and everyone of them is special and lovable in their own way🤧💜

-MAKEUP OKAY I LIVE FOR MAKEUP AND PUTTING ON A DARK LIP AND ALL

-HAIR DYE!!!!!!!!!!! yes bitch GIMME ALL OF IT!!! I LOVE MY PURPLE HAIR

-Traveling!!!! Love love exploring new cities and enjoying their own stuff

Simon and Garfunkel: What song(s) help you get through the day?

Lover by Taylor Swift, Cuz I Love you by Lizzo, DINNER and diatribes by Hozier, The Cure by Little mix (that one has a special place in my heart) Graveyard by Halsey, Anything of Rihanna and Beyonce tbh, Anything of Queen is great too of course, Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day and Don’t call me Angel by Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus and Lana del Rey!!! (I think that’s it)

The Mamas and The Papas: Describe yourself in 5 words

Well.. this is hard lmao

Im funny? I’m a bitch too, I’m a foodie, I’m a feminist and a plus size queen what can I say LMFAO

The Who: 2 of your favorite foods and 2 foods you hate

OMG THIS IS SO HARD AAAAH

Pizza and Lasagna: my faves

(but I also love Chinese food and Thai and Spanish food omg I can’t choose IM so sorry food is my biggest love)

Broccoli and most veggies omg I hate them I wish I liked them but it’s hard

AC/DC: Name 7 things people do that piss you off

-when people talk over you without respecting your voice or opinion

-people that eat with their mouth open. WTF IS THAT ABOUT CLOSE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BITCH

-When men start talking about what a woman should do with their body. Hello? No uterus, no opinion thanks

-CREEPY PEOPLE THAT RANDOMLY ASK FOR YOUR NUDES OR THAT SENT U NUDES WITHOUT YOU WANTING THEM WHAT THE HECK

-When people slut-shame women. Let her fucking live

-People that think feminists are crazy. Bitch we just want equality the fuck

-People that don’t get excited or get happy about you when you have good news or are in a good mood. LikE WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE U SUCH A HATER

Janis Joplin: In your opinion, what was the greatest time or era in music?

Honestly I kinda wanna say 80s,70s, but at the same time I wanna say now. Let me tell u why. Basically 80s are great, all those rock legends that I love are out there wilding. But I wanna say now, because we are able to enjoy the great music we have now and the one from back then!

The tragically Hip: 6 things you want to accomplish

-get skinny and try to understand my body and love myself, all in one pack

-Travel and meet all the wonderful people I have to meet.

-Date u 🌚

-Finish highschool and get to university

-Finish my major or whatever it’s called when I get to Uni

-Be more independent: aka my own apartment, my driver license and my car blabla

Aerosmith: Favorite celebrity? Least favorite?

Well fave celebs maybe any of the Kardashians? I really like them honestly and like they are actual celebs. If we talk about singers and all that stuff we entering my idols and I’m not sure if the question is about that lmao

The ones I don’t like is Chris Brown, what he did to Rihanna it’s just not okay.

Johnny Cash: Are you a religious person?

I mean I am but not really. Basically I have a Christian family and all that but we are not into it as some other families are. We just kinda go with it.

Madonna: Describe your crush

Warning I’m about to get sappy🤧💜

She is one of the most beautiful girls ever, inside and outside. She has this cute reddish hair and blue eyes and the cutest laugh ever. She is tall which makes me h*rny. When I see her or I get a notification my heart goes: 🥰☺️💜💗💖💗💗💘💘💕💓💓💞💕💞💕💓 She is funny, she is sweet, she has brought a light to my life when times were really dark. She is literally the sunshine of my life. It’s funny how life works, she is in the other side of the world but for her I would travel in a heartbeat. I can’t wait to someday hug her, kiss her and give her everything I have, which I already try to do. She makes me feel so amazing, so loved which I’m trying to get used to. Coming from a dark time thinking I was unlovable and now getting this it’s wild. I love her. I really do. Distance can suck my dick. She makes me the happiest and I honestly hope I make her happy too. I’m so thankful for her to be in my life. I’m so happy that she wants to talk to me and enjoy this mess that I am. She is the cutest. She is the owner of my heart. The one that comes to mind when u hear all those love songs. We connected so fast and it’s so amazing. We can talk about everything, we basically are communication queens. I never thought my first love would be so far away from me, but I’ll do anything to fight for it. Thank you Alannah for being in my life honestly. I love you, babygirl 💜🥰

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Trufield Fluff Alphabet!

the meme no one asked me to fill out but here it is just for the hell of it

(thanks to @superkamiokande for the pic

A = Attractive. What do they find attractive about the other?

Harry is most attracted to Albert’s kindness (and gentleness) but once a relationship is established he pays closer attention to Albert’s physical features (his eyes, his ass, his ears... everything)

Albert is attracted to Harry’s physical everything (if the clothes aren’t in the picture). His hair, his jaw, his soft eyes and quiet focus...

      (... and his dick)

B = Baby. Do they want a family? Why/Why not?

Harry had always imagined having a family but he doesn’t mind not having one. He likes spending time with Frank’s kids and he doesn’t think he would be in the best position to have one anyway

Albert: absolutely not

C = Cuddle. How do they cuddle?

Any way they can. Albert is always the little spoon in bed

D = Dates. What are dates with them like?

 Albert takes Harry to a fancy restaurant. Harry gets flustered. (They don’t really date though...)

E = Everything. You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)

Harry might say Albert was his everything. Albert wouldn’t descend into this level of sappiness (doesn’t stop him thinking those things though. w/e Albert you’re already a sap)

F = Feelings. When did they know they were falling in love?

Albert: When Harry trusted him, needed him, relied on his help to get him through his alcohol addiction (although he was attracted to him at the start but it wasn’t LOVE, not like this)

Harry: When Albert is helping him for a week or so and Harry takes him to see the rainbow at White Tail Falls, remembers the legend about finding your forever love there and thinks ‘oh no it’s definitely Love’

G = Gentle. Are they gentle? If so, how?

YESS. They’ve had too much suffering and also Harry has never really been treated gently by a romantic partner before (it was always him being the caregiver) so it’s new and different and SAFE and he likes it very much. He will be gentle with Albert too because he never wants to hurt him (and feels guilty that he has done in the past)

H = Holding Hands. How do they like to hold hands?

YES. They are dorks. At first Albert is sigh, eyeroll, I only do it because Harry likes this kind of thing but w/e Albert. They hold hands to reassure, when being intimate and just any damn time they feel like it. When they’re old they walk the dogs and hold hands.

I = Impression. First impression/s?

Albert thinks Harry is superficially attractive and it’s a shame he’s so ‘dense’ and that it looks like he frequents thriftstore dumpsters

Harry thinks Albert is arrogant and rude

J = Joker. Are they into pulling pranks?

Not really, sometimes Harry is playful and Albert has to learn how to respond to that but they’re too much about trust to be pranking each other. (Harry lets Diane copy some of Albert’s photos one time for her to put at his desk but does regret doing so)

K = Kiss. How do they kiss?

Soft chaste kisses, forehead kisses, kissing any damn part of the body they like, hungry/desperate kisses, deep and slow kisses... all kinds of kisses

L = Love. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

Albert. Harry has had too many bad experiences and is too afraid to say it to his face for awhile. Albert does so to reassure him and show it’s serious

M = Memory. What’s their favourite memory together?

Impossible to have just one after a lifetime together! Obviously the happiest ones are best, their first time situations, proposals, weddings, but all the small things too: being out in the snow together, unremarkable domestic times that are fixed in the memory for no special reason, just the mood and atmosphere

N = Nickel. Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?

Albert spoils Harry absolutely. He has more money than he knows what to do with and here is finally a use but Harry is too polite and well mannered to be comfortable being spoilt excessively. Albert will buy him fine food, a nice suit to go out in, any bedroom-related stuff that he has an interest in, pays part of his phone bill. When they’re old and retire he goes all-out and buys Harry’s dream home (+animals) because he deserves it ;3;

O = Orange. What colour reminds them of their other half?

Earthy colours remind Albert of Harry - Greens and browns. Rich blues make Harry think of Albert

P = Petnames. What petnames do they use?

Albert shoots down the notion of petnames but Harry might call him ‘darlin’ occasionally and Albert will let it slide. When Harry asks Albert to teach him some basic Spanish phrases before meeting Albert’s parents, Albert calls him ‘mi pollito’ (and will do so occasionally when he’s being particularly soft)

Q = Quaint. What is their favourite non-modern thing?

Albert: RECORDS. Jazz Records. Also soothed by the soft fuzz of the needle when it’s over

Harry: probably more appropriate to ask what modern thing he likes haha. Harry prefers to do everything by hand. He likes a good traditional fireplace and chopping wood for it

R = Rainy Day. What do they like to do on a rainy day?

‘Warm each other up’ *waggles eyebrows*. But also curling up on the couch together, Albert getting Harry to watch a movie he likes or Harry watching TV and Albert reading

S = Sad. How do they cheer themselves/others up?

When Harry is depressed Albert will get him to lie his head on Albert’s chest and Albert will stroke his hair. Harry gives firm, grounding hugs

T = Talking. What do they like to talk about?

Albert likes to complain. But seriously, Albert likes talking about innovations in his field, science and big ideas. He’ll talk forever about music. Harry prefers asking Albert questions and listening but does like talking about animals and educating Albert on nature

U = Unencumbered. What helps them relax?

Each other! A firm embrace, a soft kiss. A nice warm bath or a cozy bed. If they don’t have each other: Harry - an amble in the woods, listening to the birds. Albert - Laying in the dark, eyes closed, listening to his records

V = Vaunt. What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

Of course Albert likes to show off. He takes pride in his own talents (professional and otherwise) and knowledge. Harry will show off others - his cute pets or the talents of other people. He will perform his own special talents for Albert (singing, playing the guitar, and when he’s comfortable enough - stripteases) and may show off a little given Albert’s reactions

W = Wedding. When, how, where do they propose?

Albert decides to propose before Harry moves in with him to start off on a positive footing and so Harry’s not too sad about leaving his home. He does so at Harry’s home after impatiently waiting for him to return from work. He does what he’s supposed to, gets down on one knee with a ring. Technically it’s a ‘Reciprocal Beneficiary Relationship’ and only symbolic, but they sign the papers. They decide Harry will organise a ceremony on his leaving day so he leaves with good memories

There’s a second proposal, after Harry is recovering from chemo. Now it’s possible for them to be properly married, Harry proposes (with some assistance from Tammy and Coop). While Albert is out flower petals are scattered over the floor. Albert comes in annoyed about the mess and Harry proposes to him with a donut that has ‘Marry Me’ iced on it

X = Xylophone. What’s their song?

Nobody Does It Better - Carly Simon

Y = You. You are the ___ to my ___ (e.g. the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

Harry would probably say all kinds of food related variants and Albert would roll his eyes

Z = Zebra. If they wanted a pet, what would they get?

By the time they get their own proper home they already have many pets, but if Albert said he could have another he’d probably get some chickens...