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don’t you just love when the main actor of ur favourite movie turns out to be a trump supporter and every time you watch the movie after that u can’t stop thinking about it and it ruins the entire experience for u
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Let’s face it though. If you don’t think Nico already knows about every other god in the PJO universe, you’re insane. Of course, he knows magicians exist. His dad and Osiris/Julius literally play cards once every week. Persephone’s been showing Anubis her flowers all the time because the Underworld can be hella boring in either place and sometimes Anubis just wants to be surrounded by calm pretty stuff vs graves.
Yeah, he knows about the Norse gods. He accidentally stumbled into one of the realms when he was shadow travelling and still has no idea how he got there. I mean, Nico di Angelo fucking met God in an alleyway after ten cups of coffee and two hours of sleep and he’s only like 5% sure it was a hallucination. 
He literally just straight-faced ask Thanatos if other gods existed one time and the man just went “where else would mortals come up with these myths, y’all aren’t that smart” before pushing Nico onto some other deity of the dead so the kid would leave him alone.
Ya boy’s met fucking Kali and thinks she’s awesome and has her damn card. If you ask any god out there about him, chances are they’ve met him or heard of him through conversation with a god who has met him. “Sweet kid,” they’ll say. “Kinda quiet but nice. Real helpful if you need it.”
Nico’s been known all this bullshit. The first time he meets Magnus, he’s not confused or shocked. He just looks him over and then just plainly asks “so how’d you escape?” and literally everyone else in the room is completely shocked he knows, when of course he knows.
He just can’t be bothered to talk about it if it’s not important to anything at stake or doesn’t require his assistance. The world ending’s because some wolf is gonna do something stupid apparently? Great, not his mythology, not his problem. If they need his help, they’ll ask.
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do you ever read a fic that is so much better than the actual canon that you get angry
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saw someone drawing flowers with all the bnha boys except bakugo, and i didn’t want my best boy to be missing out ... enjoy!
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it happened once in a dream
post war is hell
post war is hell
harry keeps having recurring nightmares, falling to his knees in the bathroom, puking every corner he turns
he can’t bear to show his face in public because, damn it, he’s not the fucking saviour, he never asked to be
the deaths he was numb to during wartime slowly crash upon his shoulders with words of praise from passing strangers
and he can’t stop thinking
that’s the worst part
he can’t stop thinking about how he could have stopped it, if he had just one more chance
nothing makes sense
hermione is crying all the time
ron doesn’t ring home anymore
and ginny...
she just doesn’t seem to get it, she can’t get it
harry doesn’t think she wants to, either
he can’t blame her
draco malfoy is in muggle london
he roams around hunted, hiding in bars and crowded rooms along with his death eater friends
a smile resting on his face wherever he goes, he looks the kind of happy harry knows he’ll never experience himself
he’s hated by most public, even now, six months later
it’s hardly rightful anger
he knows malfoy didn’t have a choice, he understands him better than he’s understood anyone else
but malfoy never fights back
he sits there and takes it with the most calm look in place, telling his friends to back down as well
it’s unnatural
harry doesn’t know why he knows this
no, that’s a lie
he knows
he just doesn’t want to
nothing makes sense
he goes to sleep to the same dream he’s been having for the past forever
“i can’t be sure,” a voice echoes in his head, and he tries to reach out, tries to do something, anything, to change what happens next
he wakes up, panting and sweating like the world is on fire again
he knows why this memory is the one most important to him
it was the day he defeated voldemort
neither of them had known he’d done it yet, that stealing malfoy’s wand was the only thing between victory and defeat
but it had been
and harry had won
however, every time he hears malfoy’s voice now, it reminds him of a cold, dark, time, every man out for themself
as draco had been as well
but in the moment that mattered most, he sided with harry, “i can’t be sure”
and that was everything
he goes back to sleep, whispers of the past bringing him back to life
this time something is different
something has changed
malfoy still says, “i can’t be sure”
but harry hears something else
he hears the nervousness in his voice, the cracks that only a broken man produces
and he realises
that war is war
but after it is all done, when no one is coming to pick a fight or take over the universe
there is only one voice he wants to hear
and that is the voice he hears every night
malfoy
draco malfoy
nothing makes sense
but just like that
something does
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Oh, to be a thirteen year old eating in a Tacobell with you, casually throwing a sauce packet that says, “Marry Me!” in your direction, unaware of consequences and responsibilities as we grow up and another thirteen years later, get married.
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cornelia street is about drarry fight me
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i’ve been meaning to finish this for ages
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a35 jegulus
A: Angst. 35: “I was only pretending.”
Here you go!
It had started with a smile, when Regulus was fifteen and had seen millions of smiles in his lifetime already. He knew what they looked like, what they were supposed to look like, but he couldn’t remember the last time a smile was directed at him. Until fifteen after a game against Gryffindor, Snitch still held in his fist as his chest heaved to bring oxygen back into his lungs, shouldering his way through the crowd and ignoring the scowls of distaste aimed at him from the Gryffindor team and their supporters.
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lies and its effects on one draco malfoy
harry’s scar twitches when he lies
it’s barely visible, the smallest muscle on the bottom of his lightning scar moving, but it’s there
harry doesn’t know he does it
nobody knows
well
almost nobody
malfoy’s been watching harry since what? the first year?
and he notices, he knows
he’s seen the slightest crease appearing on the saviour’s pretty forehead every time he says something resembling a lie
it’s a bit of a problem, really, because when it happens all malfoy can think of doing is finding out what golden boy is up to
and that’s never good
it’s been going on forever, this stupid charade, until finally, eighth year
malfoy and harry sitting face-to-face in the middle of their shared common room, surrounded by what are supposed to be people but really, who cares?
because right now, malfoy can barely give a shit about them because it’s his turn and potter’s looking at him like that and oh fuck oh shit oh fuck
then he remembers
smirks
“do you look at my arse often?”
he sees harry’s entire body tense up as the wolf-whistles from the crowd go unheard by either of them
“no,” comes out a clear answer, but malfoy sees it, that little twitch from the scar that gives it all away
“really?” his smile widens
“yeah.”
“alright, your turn.”
the next few questions go fast and uninteresting until harry asks if malfoy ever thinks about him when he wanks and the poor blond knows he’s been trapped
in reciprocation, because it’s only fair, he asks, “would you want to see me tied down and laid in front of you?”
he knows it’s a bit of a stretch and way too particular, but when he sees the chosen one’s scar fidget around his head, he feels victory
“no.”
“not even a little?”
“would you?”
“is that a proposal or a question?”
“whichever you’d like.”
and for the first time that evening, as draco searches harry’s face for a giveaway, there is nothing
malfoy barks out a laugh, looking at the crowd around him, “my dorm’s free right about now.”
“shall we?”
“we shall.”
they fuck through the night
so yeah
harry’s scar twitches when he lies
and maybe that’s alright
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a series of complicated mishaps and somewhat fortunate events (pt. 1/?)
aka the “count olaf doesn’t try to hurt the baudelaires and actually is protecting them” au because reasons
(a LOT of these were written by @sweet-bun-love so it’s a joint effort!! i am def not taking full credit!!!)
the (not so) bad beginning (pt. 1):
— the baudelaires parents are dead, everything starts how it would in canon. poe takes the kids to olaf, olaf makes them do chores and is horrible to them, etc.
— the real game changer happens at dinner time. olaf observes just how much work the kids put into making food, and so does the troupe, and he would compliment them if he didn’t hold a grudge against them simply because of their fortune (that is possibly his?) and for what beatrice did.
— he still holds sunny up in the air, and as he’s arguing with klaus, comes very close to slapping him. but…something stops him. maybe it’s the way that klaus flinches as olaf reels back? the look of terror in violet’s eyes? whatever the case, he stops himself and simply pushes klaus, leaving the room with the troupe without another word.
— things are weird after that, to say the least. olaf gives them a more comfortable place to sleep, where they have their own separate beds, for they must be “well rested to work.” he gives them real cleaning supplies so they “do a better job.” he tries cooking for them because he wants them to keep their energy up to do chores around the house, and they can’t very well do that on an empty stomach.
— they find raspberries in the fridge, then in their already prepared breakfasts? a packet of seeds sits on the table with a chore note that feels calmer than normal: “go plant these out back.”
— (during this, fernald buys clothes for all the children but seems to give sunny the most amazing and exquisite outfits. he also buys toys for her and helps her with her speaking. he loves her already lmao.)
— then, one night, sunny has a nightmare and wakes up crying. the other two can’t calm her and suddenly olaf (in the most strange pajamas anyone has ever seen) barges in, completely ready to be an angry jerk.
— violet explains that they’re trying their best and olaf huffily takes sunny from them and locks the children in their slightly-better-than-before room.
— they fear the worst and after ages of worrying they manage to get the door open and rush around the place trying to find where their sister is and…oh wow olaf is reciting poems to her while in a rocking chair how bizarre??
— (totally not repeating the poems that kit so dearly loved.)
— after that night he can’t fake his hate as easy as before…
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spider-man: into the spiderverse (2019) is a fucking masterpiece, like all the well-used cultural references, the feminine characters being given a real background, not only the inclusion of poc characters but a main being a moc, no forced relationship between the main guy and girl, raw emotions and insecurities shown by everyone and most importantly, john mulaney.
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slytherin headcanons nobody asked for p.2
thots
they’re all thots please
never study and still somehow get the highest marks in class
cats > dogs
act like nothing matters in front of everyone else but are just a bunch of useless lesbians around their crushes
reference muggle movies like all the damn time
hate hate HATE road trips because honestly what the fuck
cursing is basically a second language
BI BI BI
will fuck you over for doing so much as being there when they chip their nail
controlling their emotions? who’s she?
scared of the movie Cats (2019) but watch it anyways because taylor swift
“do it for the vine”
touchstarved and horny to the point where they think toasters are hot
still have standards though
eat either 0.1% of what’s on the table or leave nothing for anyone else
big dick energy
have absolutely zero self-control: if they drink once, they don’t stop ‘til they’re drunk
no shits given
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Overheard at the Eighth Year Dorms
Ron: Harry, mate, who do you think’s the hottest in our year?
Draco: I bet it’s me.
Draco: He can’t keep his eyes off me.
Draco: I’m obviously the prettiest.
Draco: He’d have to be a fool not to say me.
Harry: It’s Malfoy.
Draco: Wait, it’s actually me?
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Y’all ever think about how Kristoff and Ryder had more chemistry in their two minutes of screentime than any other canon couple in the Frozen franchise
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