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thanks for the ask @pawmoony!
I wasn't sure if you meant 001 Teddy in a relationship or 002 Teddy as a character, but since it's just him, I'll go with Teddy as a character:
002 | Give me a character & I will tell you
How I feel about this character: I love Teddy. He's my little bean, my cinnamon bun, my precious baby who we must protect at all costs.
All the people I ship romantically with this character: Depends on the situation. If we're talking strictly canon, Victoire. I think they'd have such a sweet relationship, especially considering that their parents knew each other.
My non-romantic OTP for this character: Teddy & Lily Luna as older brother/little sister vibes. I know James Sirius is the oldest brother for the Potter kids, but I think Teddy has a soft spot for Lily Luna and vice versa.
My unpopular opinion about this character: Teddy does eventually come to terms with his parents' deaths. I think he will have his moments of wondering what if, what if, but for the most part he'll accept what happened.
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: HIS PARENTS BEING ALIVE GOSH. THE WHOLE LUPIN FAMILY TOGETHER.
my OTP: Tedoire! I think they're cute.
my cross over ship: None, not a crossover person.
a headcanon fact: Teddy's Patronus is a wolf and it's never changing.
asks about ships and characters
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frenchcurious · 2 years
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Jenson Button - Brawn BGP 001 Mercedes FO 108W. Pole Position et Victoire au Grand Prix d'Espagne - Barcelone 2009. - source F1 Old and New.
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viciousvicx · 2 years
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task #001   -   victoire’s apartment
para victoire sua casa era onde, acima de tudo, ela podia se manter segura. segura para trabalhar e colocar em pratica os seus planos estabelecidos. lugar onde ninguém, sobre nenhuma circunstancia, poderia entrar. isso por conta das milhares de pistas espalhadas sobre o caso em todos os cantos da casa, tudo para que ela nunca se esquecesse do verdadeiro motivo que a trouxera para saint-gingolph... vingança.
o apartamento não era tão grande, mas era perfeito para ela. e contava com uma sala de estar acompanhada de um grande sofá que lhe servia de cama nas noites em que trabalhava demais e acabava esquecendo de ir se deitar, ao que acabava adormecendo deitada no sofá e debruçada nas pilhas de documentos que estavam junto dela. a sala era decorada por variados discos e posters de bandas, além do armário de bebidas que victoire recorria sempre que as coisas ficava feias, geralmente era nessa sala onde bartalo dormia, acompanhando suas madrugadas de insônia. ainda no primeiro andar, estava a cozinha, que não era muito usada, tirando as ocasiões especiais em que a morena ousava cozinhar algum prato típico da turquia... que embora desse certo, ainda se restringiam as pouquíssimas vezes em que ela voltava a testar o fogão.
no andar de cima ficava a sua suíte e o quarto de hospedes, que nunca recebia hospedes, e por isso costumava ser usado como quartinho de bagunças, ou seja, aonde a ardakhani empilhava todas as centenas de livros que tinha, e as vezes fugia para o cômodo para lê-los. a propriedade ainda contava com uma piscina aquecida e privativa no interior do primeiro andar, que fizera o seu apartamento ser um dos mais desejados do prédio, visto que nem todos os vizinhos possuíam aquela regalia.
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christophe76460 · 1 year
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INDEX ALPHABÉTISÉ DES CHANTS :
À CELUI QUI NOUS A LAVÉS No. 022 (Réf. 057)
À DIEU SOIT LA GLOIRE No. 099 (Réf. 022)
À L'AGNEAU SUR LE TRÔNE No. 026 Réf. 059)
À TES PIEDS, Ô DIVIN MAÎTRE No.163 (Réf. 347)
À TOI LA GLOIRE No. 170 (Réf. 185) *
À TON APPEL No.101 (Réf. 276)
AH ! DONNE À MON ÂME No. 077 (Réf. 369)
ALLÉLUIA ! LOUANGE À DIEU ! No. 050 (Réf. 093)
ANGES DU TRÈS HAUT No. 009 (Réf. 007)
AU FORT DE MA DÉTRESSE No. 103 (Réf. 280)
AU SÉJOUR DE LA LUMIÈRE No. 048 (Réf. 091)
BIENHEUREUX QUI T'AIME No. 064 (Réf. 115)
BON SAUVEUR, BERGER FIDÈLE No. 058 (Réf. 105)
BRILLANTE ÉTOILE DU MATIN No. 067 (Réf. 119)
BRISANT SES LIENS FUNÈBRES No. 168 (Réf. 191) *
CELUI QUI ME SAUVE No. 146 *
CELUI QUI MET EN JÉSUS No. 109 (Réf. 286)
C'EST LE COEUR PLEIN No. 162 (Réf. 345)
C'EST PAR LA TENTATION No. 094 (Réf. 264)
C'EST UN REMPART QUE NOTRE DIEU 013 (Réf. 029)
CHANTONS DU SEIGNEUR LA BONTÉ No. 056 (Réf.101)
CHANTONS, CHANTONS SANS CESSE 012 (Réf. 023)
CHAQUE JOUR DE MA VIE No. 093 (Réf. 263)
COMME UN CERF ALTÉRÉ BRAME No. 102 (réf. 278)
COMME UN PHARE No. 006 (Réf. 279)
COMME UN FLEUVE IMMENSE No. 104 (Réf. 282)
CONNAIS-TU CETTE CITÉ ? No. 082 (Réf. 517)
CONTEMPLEZ MON DIEU No. 010 (Réf. 018)
CONTRE LES AFFRES DE LA MORT No. 118 (Réf. 299)
DANS LE DÉSERT OÙ JE POURSUIS MA ROUTE No. 164 (Réf. 349)
DANS LES CHAMPS LE BERGER VEILLE No. 052 (Réf. 095)
DANS LES CIEUX ET SUR LA TERRE No. 024 (Réf. 065) *
DANS MON ÂME UN BEAU SOLEIL BRILLE No. 106 (Réf. 284)
DANS MON COEUR CHANTE UNE MÉLODIE (Il est un nom) No. 091 (Réf. 054)
DAVID N'AVAIT QUE SA FRONDE No. 107 (Réf. 285)
DE DIEU L'AMOUR ÉTERNEL No. 051 (Réf. 094)
DE QUOI T'ALARMES-TU MON COEUR ? No. 111 (Réf. 289)
DÈS LE PRINTEMPS DE MA VIE No. 098 (Réf. 270)
DÈS QUE JE ME REVEILLE No. 166 (Réf. 351)
DOUCE CLARTÉ No. 113 (Réf. 291)
ÉCOUTEZ ! JÉSUS LUI-MÊME No. 110 (Réf. 288)
ÉCOUTEZ UN SAINT CANTIQUE No. 054 (Réf. 098)
ELLE EST DOUCE, ELLE EST BÉNIE No. 097 (Réf. 269)
EN EXPIRANT, LE RÉDEMPTEUR No. 122 (Réf. 305)
EN TOI JE PUIS MOURIR No. 112 (Réf. 290)
ENTENDS MON COEUR No. 145 *
ENTONNONS L'HYMNE DE VICTOIRE No. 030 (Réf. 053)
EST-IL DIGNE ? No. 131
ÉTOILE SPLENDIDE No. 114 (Réf. 292)
FLOTS MUGISSANTS, FLOTS EN FURIE No. 115 (Réf. 293)
GLOIRE À DIEU, NOTRE CRÉATEUR No. 045 (Réf. 088)
GRAND DIEU, NOUS TE BÉNISSONS No. 042 (Réf. 085)
GRANDIS EN MOI, SEIGNEUR No. 167 (Réf. 352)
HOMME DE DOULEURS No. 142 (Réf. 164)
HONNEUR, GLOIRE No. 049 (Réf. 092)
IL EST NÉ, LE ROI DU MONDE No. 053 (Réf. 097)
IL EST UN AMI FIDÈLE No. 061 (Réf. 110)
IL EST UN NOM (Dans mon coeur chante une mélodie) No. 091 (Réf. 054)
IL EST UN ROC SÉCULAIRE No. 032 (Réf. 069)
IL FAUT, DIEU, POUR BIEN TE SERVIR No. 096 (Réf. 267)
IL ME CONDUIT No. 001 *
IL ME FAUT TA PRÉSENCE No. 169 (Réf. 353)
J'AI REVU MON MAÎTRE No. 005
J'AI SUIVI JÉSUS No. 069 (Réf. 121)
JAMAIS DIEU NE DÉLAISSE (a) No. 117 (Réf. 296)
JAMAIS DIEU NE DÉLAISSE (b) No. 117
JE CONNAIS UN GUIDE INFAILLIBLE No. 116 (Réf. 294)
JE L'AI TROUVÉ No. 085 (Réf. 252)
JE LÈVE LES YEUX No. 016 (Réf. 038)
JE VEUX CHANTER, LOUER MON DIEU No. 040 (Réf. 081)
JÉSUS AUJOURD'HUI M'APPELLE No. 092 (Réf. 260)
JÉSUS EST AU MILIEU DE NOUS No. 060 (Réf. 109)
JÉSUS EST NÉ No. 055 (Réf. 099)
JÉSUS, MIS À MORT POUR MOI No. 125 (Réf. 309)
JÉSUS, Ô NOM QUI SURPASSE (a) No. 071 (Réf. 124)
JÉSUS, Ô NOM QUI SURPASSE (b) No. 071
JÉSUS-CHRIST EST MA SAGESSE No. 073 (Réf. 128)
LA FOI RENVERSE DEVANT NOUS No. 123 (Réf. 307)
LE FILS DE DIEU VINT SUR LA TERRE No. 072 (Réf. 127)
LE SEIGNEUR S'INCLINE No. 014 (Réf. 030)
LE SEIGNEUR VOUS BÉNISSE No. 108 (réf. 455) *
LE TOUT-PUISSANT EST MON BERGER No. 119 (Réf. 301)
LES ANGES CHANTENT L'HYMNE DU SALUT No. 002
LES CIEUX ET LA TERRE No. 018 (Réf. 045)
LES OISEAUX S'ENVOLENT No. 120 (Réf. 302)
L'ÉTERNEL EST MON BERGER No. 027 (Réf. 016)
L'ÉTERNEL SEUL EST MA LUMIÈRE No. 028 (Réf. 019)
LOUÉ SOIT DIEU, LE SEIGNEUR No. 029 (Réf. 025)
MA RICHESSE, MA GLOIRE No. 021 (Réf. 055)
MAGNIFIENT SEIGNEUR No. 160 *
MAÎTRE, ENTENDS-TU LA TEMPÊTE ? No. 121 (Réf. 304)
MON COEUR VOUDRAIT T'AIMER No. 076 (Réf. 259)
MON DIEU, NOS COEURS No. 165 (Réf. 350)
MON DIEU, PLUS PRÈS DE TOI No. 075 (Réf. 250)
NE CRAINS RIEN, JE T'AIME No. 124 (Réf. 308)
NON, RIEN EN MA PERSONNE (a) No. 126 (Réf. 311)
NON, RIEN EN MA PERSONNE (b) No. 126
NOTRE BARQUE EST EN DANGER No. 141 (Réf. 328)
NOUS NE SOMMES PAS SEULS No. 161 *
Ô CHRIST DONT L'ÂME SYMPATHISE No. 066 (Réf. 118)
Ô JOURS HEUREUX No. 074 (Réf. 247)
Ô MERVEILLEUSE HISTOIRE No. 057 (Réf. 103)
Ô NOM DIVIN, NOM RÉDEMPTEUR No. 035 (Réf. 073)
Ô SAUVEUR, Ô SOURCE INTARISSABLE No. 070 (Réf. 122)
Ô SEIGNEUR ! Ô SEIGNEUR ! No. 047 (Réf. 090)
Ô TOI, MON ALLÉGRESSE No. 144 (Réf. 083)
OH ! LOUÉ SOIT TON VOM No, 136 (Réf. 321)
OH ! QUE TOUTE LA TERRE ENTONNE No. 041 (Réf. 082)
OH ! QUEL BONHEUR DE LE CONNAÎTRE No. 020 (Réf. 051)
OH ! QUI SOUTIENDRA MA FAIBLESSE ? No. 149 (Réf. 333)
PAIX, DOUCE PAIX No. 143 (Réf. 329)
PAR TOI, JÉSUS, LA JOIE ABONDE No. 068 (Réf. 120)
PAR TOUS LES SAINTS GLORIFIÉS No. 031 (Réf. 056)
PENDANT LES JOURS DE TA JEUNESSE No. 086 (Réf. 253)
PEUPLES, VENEZ No. 015 (Réf. 035)
POUR CHANTER TES LOUANGES No. 011 (Réf. 020)
POUR T'EXALTER No. 036 (Réf. 078)
Pour toi seul (a) No. 062 (Réf. 112)
POUR TOI SEUL (b) No. 062
POURQUOI LA TRISTESSE ? No. 127 (Réf. 312)
PRÈS DE JÉSUS No. 128 (Réf. 313)
PRIEZ TOUJOURS No. 078 (Réf. 376)
PSAUME 33 No. 108) *
QUAND ÉCRASÉ, COURBANT LA TÊTE No. 130 (Réf. 314)
QUAND JE PASSE AU CRIBLE No. 134 (Réf. 319)
QUAND LE MAL T'ASSAILLE No. 132 (Réf. 316)
QUAND LE TEMPS PASSE No. 135 (Réf. 320)
QUAND LE VOL DE LA TEMPÊTE No. 025 (Réf. 318) *
QUAND MA ROUTE EST OBSCURE No. 139 (Réf. 325)
QUAND TOUS LES MALHEURS DU MONDE No. 133 (Réf. 317)
QUE TOUT GENOU FLÉCHISSE No. 095 (Réf. 266)
QUEL REPOS CÉLESTE No. 137 (Réf. 322)
QU'IL FAIT BON À TON SERVICE No. 147 (Réf. 330)
REDITES-MOI L'HISTOIRE No. 063 (Réf.113)
RÉJOUIS-TOI ! CHANTE TON ROI ! No. 138 (Réf. 324)
RESTE AVEC NOUS No. 081 (Réf. 502)
RIEN NE TROUBLE LE SILENCE (a) No. 037 (Réf. 079)
RIEN NE TROUBLE LE SILENCE (b) No. 037
RIEN N'EST COMPARABLE No. 039 (Réf. 080)
SAINT, SAINT, SAINT EST L'ÉTERNEL No. 017 (Réf. 043)
SANS JÉSUS JE NE PEUX VIVRE No. 100 (Réf. 272)
SAUVÉ DE L'ESCLAVAGE No. 140 (Réf. 327)
SEIGNEUR DONNE-MOI DES AILES No. 079 (Réf. 426)
SEIGNEUR GRAND DIEU No. 007 (Réf. 003)
SEIGNEUR, ENTENDS MA PRIÈRE No. 171 (Réf. 354)
SEIGNEUR, QUE N'AI-JE MILLE VOIX No. 033 (Réf. 071)
SEIGNEUR, SAUVEUR No. 129 (Réf. 008)
SEIGNEUR, TU ES NOTRE REFUGE No. 019 (Réf. 046)
SENTINELLE VIGILANTE No. 080 (Réf. 477)
SERVEZ TOUJOURS L'ÉTERNEL No. 088 (Réf. 255)
SI DU NID TOMBE L'OISILLON No. 148 (Réf. 331)
SOURCE BÉNIE No. 034 (Réf. 072)
SOUS TON VOILE D'IGNONÉMIE No. 059 (Réf. 107)
SUIVEZ, SUIVEZ L'AGNEAU No. 087 (Réf. 254)
SUR LES PAS DU SAINT MODÈLE No. 065 (Réf. 116)
SUR TOI JE ME REPOSE No. 150 (Réf. 335)
TEL QUE JE SUIS, SANS RIEN À MOI No. 084 (Réf. 582) *
TENDRE SAUVEUR, JE VIENS À TOI No. 089 (Réf. 256)
TENONS NOS LAMPES PRÊTES No. 090 (Réf. 257)
TIENS DANS MA MAIN No. 105 (Réf. 283)
TOI QUI DISPOSE No. 008 (Réf. 005) *
TON NOM SOIT À JAMAIS BÉNI No. 046 (Réf. 089)
TOUT JOYEUX BÉNISSONS LE SEIGNEUR No. 044 (Réf. 087)
TROIS FOIS SAINT JÉHOVA ! No. 043 (Réf. 086)
VERS TOI MONTE NOTRE HOMMAGE No. 023 (Réf. 062)
VEUX-TU BRISER DU PÉCHÉ LE POUVOIR ? No. 083 (Réf. 526) *
VOGUANT SUR LA MER No. 004
WHILE ON THE SEA No. 003 *
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wildcstxdrcams · 4 years
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Closed Starter: Teddy & Victoire ( @amberxwrites​ )
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Teddy stood underneath Vic’s window, out of sight of the ground floor window. She was expecting him but he still pulled out his phone and sent her a text to let her know that he was on his way up before he started climbing up the tree with a branch that extended near the window. When he was on the edge of the branch, he waited for her to open the window, his legs swinging in the air with a grin on his face. It was one of his favourite parts about her being at home and something he had missed while she was at Hogwarts and he couldn’t wait to continue their tradition of sleepovers, even if they were just platonic.
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wckeup · 4 years
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vic & dom
“dom!” the blonde called out as she entered her sisters room - not bothering to knock or announce her presence. a soft sigh escaped her lips as she threw herself backwards onto the others bed. “i need some advice - like major advice.” the blonde admitted, before reaching for the closest pillow to place over her head. “i think i’ve made a mistake and i don’t know how to fix it - and you’re great at giving the hard advice that makes me realise what i need to do.” vic sat up in the bed to look at the other. “do you think i should put a stop to the sleepovers? would that be for the best for the time being?”
@ellenswritings​
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unchosensarchive · 4 years
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@nchanting: VICTOIRE WEASLEY LOCATION: ST MUNGO’S
He wasn’t good with new people - or possibly people at all. Now that Rahim was no longer a trainee, he’d hoped to be allowed to work alone more often. Instead, he’d been stuck with a new mentor as he worked towards being granted Senior Healer status. A Weasley, of all people. And this Weasley in particular, who he had his own reasons for disliking. Rahim would almost prefer to be working with Dove Longbottom - almost. “Healer Weasley,” he greeted, maintaining his removed politeness as he loitered outside her door. Rahim did that a lot at St. Mungo’s, standing in doorways, only committing halfway. “I’ve been continuing Madam Nettle’s round of treatment as you instructed.  Using the method advanced by ...” 
My mother. Rahim wrestled with the competing urges of longing and resentment; upon meeting Victoire’s eyes again, resentment won out. “Your former mentor,” he said instead, bitterness hidden behind a mask of cold neutrality. “Her healing seems to be progressing quickly. You were right. It wasn’t Scrofungulus. The fungus was only her attempt to hide what she’s been up. She’s almost certainly been using dark magic. Should I make a report?” Rahim asked carefully, aware of the dangerous position he was in. Policy was uncertain on that front; St. Mungo’s had a tendency to ask no questions, but things were changing. There was a war brewing. He knew that all too well. 
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jordanweasley · 4 years
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where – inaugural ball who – @nchanting​
What a strange night. Felix felt overrun with emotion, not sure which one was the strongest: his sadness over the loss of Kingsley, his glee at seeing his aunt inaugurated or the general heaviness that came with the state of the world. He sipped at a glass of beer, picking at his dress robes as he moved through the crowds to look at the new bronze statue. Near the impressive thing, eyes fell on a familiar blonde –– “Vic,” he said, flashing a grin. He held out his glass, for her to clink hers against. “Strange night, huh? I wish they’d play some better music.” His eyes moved around the room. Felix wanted to say something celebratory, but failed to find words. “Beautiful dress.”
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erinfigg · 4 years
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where – erin’s flat. who – @nchanting​ when – a few days after arabella’s death.
“There you go,” Erin says, handing Victoire a glass of wine. It’s been hard, to find time for the two of them to meet, between a war having started a week and a half ago, and Vic’s uncle and Erin’s grandmother being cruelly murdered. But they’re together now, reunited by something so horrible that Erin can barely start to think it. She wishes they could see each other in different circumstances. She wishes that this wasn’t what their lives were becoming. She wishes, wishes, wishes, but all she has is an ugly grief and a whole lot of resentment. She sits down on one of the two armchairs, across that of Vic’s, and took a long sip from her wineglass. She’s been drinking too much again, she knows, but she can’t help it.
For a while, they’re silent. She knows she should tell Vic, that she’s feeling bad again. But what use is there? It’s obvious, isn’t it? They’re both feeling fucking bad. “I’ve missed you,” is what she says in stead. That, too, is obvious, but it’s an easier truth to handle.
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nobilitylost · 3 years
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@tcndrheart | starter call |  changmin & victoire 
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“Victoire.” Changmin spoke her name softly, smiling when the other witch came into view. He very seldom attended gatherings like this, a melding of covens and free-thinking witches into some sort of conclave disguised as a holiday party. Yet, here he was, having closed the shop early and showed up fashionably late. Already with a drink in his hand (the first of several, if he was going to tolerate the others tonight), he crossed the room with every intent of saying hello to one of the few faces he cared to do any sort of socializing with at the party.
“It’s been a long time. Where have you been hiding?” Like he had room to talk; when he wasn’t in the shop, he was traveling to get supplies for his customers – the real customers, not the tourists looking for trinkets. “How did they get you here tonight? Promise you good champagne? Because…” he looked down at his glass and back up at the girl with a shake of his head. “They lied, if that’s what they said.”
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olnd-archive · 4 years
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( @ofkillerqueen​ )          bill.
          she tries to open the door as slowly and silently as possible, each millimetre it goes she’s praying more and more both in english and french that it will just skip the part where– and it squeaks. immediately closing her eyes as if it would make the sound just go away, but then quickly getting inside shell cottage and slamming the door behind her. 
          she wants to hit herself for her stupidity, well... figuratively speaking, but still. and as she turns, she sees her dad, drinking his coffee in the kitchen. 
          “ oh mon– you surprised me, papa. why are you up so early? is mom up too? ” placing her hand on her chests and breathing a bit too rapidly, well, she had a thing for acting dramatic. since last year she had this vague feeling that her father knew of her mid-night adventures but kept silent. but if her mother was to find out, she’s probably ground her. she was already sixteen, Merlin’s sake!
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albcsscvercs · 5 years
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 @magixblood ; 🍰 bake halloween treats together
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“how’d you get yours to look so nice? i think i’m gonna have to turn my spider into a bat, i fucked up its legs so bad. merlin knows what i’m going to do when i get to the eyes...” 
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smolderingbxnes · 6 years
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It had been the longest five years of his life. If you were to ask Teddy how long he’d been locked away in Azkaban He would have told you it had been longer. It felt like longer. Even with the dementors gone the place still had a timelessness about it. A dark hole sort of feeling. He’d been so cut off from the world that when he’d first been allowed back it had almost been something of a culture shock. So much had changed and yet...so little. He’d gone straight to his godfather’s house, unsure of what he was going to with himself now. No job, no reputation. Just his wits and his wand. A small miracle they’d given that back to him but Teddy figured since his crime wasn’t a violent one they had no reason. Or, as the son of a fallen war hero they figured on one small kindness. It didn’t matter to him.
He didn’t stay long at Harry’s, although both him and Ginny were as welcoming as ever. It just felt...wrong. Like he was invading. Besides, he had someone he wanted to see more than anything. He just needed to get himself together before he went and saw her and based off Harry’s reaction when he asked for her address, it had been the right one. He couldn’t blame her for being mad, it’s not like she’d been given his side of the story. If she hated him...well, he’d tackle that hurdle if he had to. Dressed in new clothes and steeled by Ginny’s...bracing cup of coffee he set out to her flat, gad she was still in the area. Maybe that meant he still had a chance. Maybe that meant she hadn’t given up on him yet.
He hovered outside the door for a long moment, fist raised to knock. He couldn’t shake the niggling doubts that nagged at the back of his mind. He told himself for years that if she hated him he’d accept that, he couldn’t not. But standing outside her door...it seemed like an insurmountable task. He forced himself to knock, once, twice. It didn’t take nearly as long as he expected for the door to open. But it wasn’t Vic that opened it. Instead it was a little girl with Vic’s blonde hair and...what Teddy could only describe as his own eyes. He didn’t know what to say. He just stood there, like a moron.
“I...Uhm. W-Who are you?”
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theirvictory-moved · 7 years
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                 fists were curled up as a fuming blonde halted and took a seat behind a tapestry beside the old door in a secluded part of the castle.  a gryffindor had pissed her off,  taunted her about her veela heritage and practically insulted the entirety of her MOTHER'S BLOODLINE.  victoire,  ever the family-oriented girl,  had successfully released all of her pent up ANGER AND FRUSTRATION at the girl.  blowing a piece of hair away from her face,  she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes,  preparing to drift off somewhere in her own universe.  HOWEVER, the trip to victoire-ville was cut short when she heard the door creak open beside her.  blue hues widened in shock as that door had never been opened before,  she tried a million times even with the alohomora charm,  but never succeeded.  she immediately stepped out of her hiding place with her wand in front of her  —  just in case the person who comes out is actually the dark lord, tom riddle. 
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                 EXCEPT,  the boy who came out of the doorway didn't look like a dark wizard at all.  in fact, he looked clueless and just as shocked as she was.  with her right hand holding her wand in front of her,  she spoke;     ❝     how the fuck did you open that door ??     ❞     all remnants of her fury from a while ago was nowhere to be found.  
*&. WELCOME TO HOGWARTS @moonhurts !!
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On Friday, Matt Amodio, a Ph.D. student in computer science at Yale, won his 28th 2021 "Jeopardy!" game, amassing over $1 million in winnings. He is only the third contestant to do so in regular-season gameplay, after Ken Jennings and James Holzhauer
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Matt Amodio continue de rompre Péril!enregistrements ! Le 24 septembre 2021, le champion est entré dans l’histoire en tant que troisième concurrent à dépasser le million de dollars de gains totaux avec sa 28e victoire consécutive. Avec les 48 800 $ gagnés lors de l’épisode de vendredi, Amodio a maintenant gagné un total de 1 004 001 $ depuis sa première apparition dans l’émission-questionnaire plus tôt cet été. Le doctorat étudiant de New Haven, Connecticut, continue de cimenter sa place en tant que troisième meilleur concurrent gagnant dans le jeu hors tournoi. Devant lui se trouvent les champions James Holzhauer avec 2 462 216 $ sur 32 victoires et Ken Jennings avec 2 520 700 $ sur une séquence de 74 victoires consécutives
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Closed Starter: Victoire & Teddy ( @indieforbee​ )
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Victoire knew it was coming. Rarely did the Weasleys need a reason to have a gathering but with her coming home, there was a reason and she knew there would be a party. Plus her parents and siblings were terrible at keeping secrets. They had spent the whole morning stifling smiles and talking in hushed voices while she was in her room because her childhood home had paper thin walls. So when they apparated to the Burrow, she wasn’t surprised to be greeted with a large group of people cheering. Her family and any friends they had adopted into it over the years. She smiled brightly and happily, thanking them. Grandma Molly was the first person to wrap her arms around her and she was happy to receive it. Though she’d been home on a few visits, it had mostly been letters and Christmas jumpers. Coming home had been a great idea, she was just glad there was a new Dragon Ranch in England for her to transfer to. After greeting a few more people with hugs, she finally had a drink in her hand and was chatting away to her family until she spotted a new face. Well not new, oddly familiar but she didn’t immediately recognise it. She stopped talking to Dominique, placing a hand on her arm and saying she’d be right back, and then headed towards the face, “Teddy?” She asked, finally putting a name to the face, “Look at you. All grown up. It’s been a while,” She said, smiling and pushing a strand of her pink hair behind her ear.
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