#blaize's ask

[thrxughthenxght]

APFT Memes (cos I don't think we've actually done memes for apft bestie)

I thought we did some APFT meme but like... Definitely not enough. We are sorely lacking in the meme department.

Bestie the Inej one is actually so upsetting I did not like that moment it made me scareddddddddddd

Hehehehe these are great bestie. Second one wins I love it.

#blaize <3 #blaize's ask #a prize for traitors #apft #blaize's fic #blaize's memes #apft memes #six of crows #questioning lore #kaz brekker #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #nina zenik #matthias helvar #inej ghafa #soc

[violets-and-books]

for the ask game: "we take the same bus everyday at the same time" au?

Thank you for the ask <333

I'm making this a uni au and now even God can stop me

Nina and Matthias take the same bus to uni every day. They're usually the some of the first on the bus so they have an awkward sort of "I notice you" nod. They always sit in specific seats kinda far away from each other, though

One day, Matthias gets on and Nina's not there. He sits in his normal seat and the bus fills up pretty fast

The bus gets to the next stop and Nina bursts through the doors. Her seat's been taken and there's not many seats left. She sort of resigns herself to standing but Matthias moves one seat over, motioning for her to sit next to him. Cos they get off at the same stop, it's not really a problem. So, she does sit next to him

They have the sort of "thanks" "no problem" interaction and are then silent for a little. Then, Nina starts talking to Matthias, asking what he's studying, how she always sees him but hasn't found the opportunity to talk to him before, etc. So, they have a nice little conversation. (Nina takes journalism and Matthias is going into criminal justice, they find out)

They sit next together from then on

Five bullet points, done! Thank you again for the ask <33

#blaize answers #vi <3 #ask games #au game #au ask game #matthias helvar #nina zenik #helnik #six of crows #soc #soc au

[theiyah]

Did a little reference sheet for Blaize :)

Here's what I think about this lovely genasi:

They use all pronouns because my feelings towards his gender depend on my mood of the day.

#oc #original character #Blaize #theiyah ocs #character design #genasi #tiefling #mum's a tiefling #dad's a genasi #dnd #dungeons and dragons #d&d #dungeons n dragons #dungeonsanddragons #rogue #bard #they're a modified soul knife rogue #and cannot be disarmed or restrained #so you can imagine that their bardic art is actually just escaping stuff and stabbing things #ask me about my ocs #please #i need to talk about him!

[phantomato]

Frank / Hugh for the ship ask game!

What made you ship it?

Oh, definitely the prior fic in the tag. For example: But only agony, and that has ending, in which Hughes and Frank Maddox spend a great deal of time flirting around each other, and A Cleansing Steam, in which they do exactly the opposite. I had not thought much about Hughes when I read David Blaize initially, as he’s not a very prominent character and the David-Frank relationship takes center stage. Reading fic opened me up to the possibility of Hughes getting a bigger role, as he is interesting in his own right: expulsion for a homosexual romance, military school, and then what? That could be a story on its own, and not the kind we would ever have gotten from an actual Victwardian public school novel, so it’s compelling to figure out his character and fill in the gaps.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

The reunion! I adore reunions as a romantic trope. When Hughes and Maddox run into each other again, how old are they? What are the circumstances? How does each of them feel about seeing the other one again? What else has gone on in their lives, and how much of that are they willing to share? Some of my favorite things to do and see in a romance are the reconnections, wherein each character must navigate that their old friend is familiar and is changed, and that they themselves are some of the old and some of the new. They both must learn to see those changes at the same time that they respect their shared history. This is very very compelling to me.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

It’s likely not so much unpopular about this ship specifically as it is unpopular in the context of the wider David Blaize fandom, but I think Frank Maddox would have a better romantic relationship with someone other than David. They are very very close friends in canon and the attraction is undeniably present, but David is very good at repressing his desire, and Frank struggles so much more with that, and I find it very sad to imagine Frank faced with a lifetime of trying to live under David’s asexual ideals. Some fans are happy to imagine that this is only a phase for David, and something which he can overcome, but I have a hard time believing that. I have to read David/Frank as essentially an AU of David of King’s wherein the final year didn’t quite happen as it does in the novel. Maddox/Hughes, or Maddox/Original Character, or various crossover ships, are happier to me.

#david blaize #ask game

[mhathotfic]

Sfw version

Bakugou cradling you after you have a long day slowly stroking through your hair whispering praise muttering about how you are so good and you do everything do well how your such a good baby for him. He presses soft open mouthed kisses on your body as you lay on the bed. He lets you cry to him and he wipes your tears gently he worships you until you fall asleep and the dresses you in his hoodie and letting you snuggle up in it he draws small shapes over your skin muttering soft nothings into your hair

Nsfw

He fucks you slowly while praising you whispering about how sweet you are and how your such a good baby. He strokes away and tears and just makes you absolutely dumb on his dick and then cuddles up to you pressing kisses all over you duck still inside you to sleep to keep you comfy and close hands and rough fingers trailing soft touches across your body. He lets you bury into his neck and mouths at your skin softly muttering words of love.

Thought you might need something sweet like this after your day it didn't sound all to great so hear we go I hope you like it ❣️

You spoil me so much.

He definitely feels awkward being so gentle, he’ll be the first to admit it’s never been his strong suit but seeing you hurt just pulls that side of him out.

He tries mimicking what you do for him when he has rough days, hoping he’s just as soothing as you are for him, but if that fails and you need a more physical distraction he knows exactly what to do in that department.

#nat chats #bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #I’m hungry and sleepy so a short response is all I could muster up #friendly asks #blaize hewwo

[xen2writes]

Happy birthday 🎈🎉

AAHH THANK YOU SO MUCH 💗💗

hope you have a great day/night !!

#reemie got an ask 💌 #:blaize-hewwo

[once-was-muses]

anonymous | Recommend Romantic Candidates

Hey Mr. Sapien, how about that lovely blue madam you helped out before? She's strong, empathetic, gentle... and quite fond of those beyond human~ Just look at her dad!

"Oh, uh- I... She's lovely, very interesting and well spoken in addition to the features you named, but..."

He lowers his head, picking at the scales by his nail. "...I don't know that I deserve someone so lovely. Or- Anyone at all, really. My work schedule isn't exactly consistent."

#They're Listening... : asks #(Another) Unknown Entity : anonymous #Big Blue : Abe Sapien #[ Abe 🤝 Blaize worried about being too busy ]

[deciphertheriddler]

💙;; "He's a 10 but he has a tendency to wait outside my house to keep an eye on my daily routine instead of just... I dunno, asking-"

;; @hopecerulean

“They’re a 10, but...” || @hopecerulean

"But then you could be insincere. Or forget details. It's easier and more natural if I just observe."

#█ asks #hopecerulean #what do u mean people ask blaize what is this #█ｖｅｒｓｅ ００１ 𝚄𝙽𝙼𝙰𝚂𝙺 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝚁𝚄𝚃𝙷 (main)

[monster-cock69]

11 20 24 33 for the ask game

11: What do I miss

I wanna say I miss not having responsibilities but honestly I have always had crushing anxiety over the fate of the world

20: First thing I notice in new person

Probably attitude/vibe since I don't really do new people

24: Favorite style of clothing

I'm either wearing leggings and a huge sweatshirt, standard jeans and a t-shirt, or I'm dressed up usually. i don't really have a favorite style though, as soon as I put makeup on and feel dressed up then I'm happy. i have been leaning toward tanktop dresses for the summer though

33: My current relationship status

fully committed to my left hand

#quick someone convince me not to change the last one #ahh #why did i say that #ask #thanks for the ask! #ask belle #blaize asks belle #ask game

[tootiecakes234]

Warning: MDNI, smutty

Katsuki is at the furniture store for the 3rd time within the past 6 months and the employees here are starting to give him weird looks because he comes in here every time asking for the exact same bed-frame.

The truth is that this was all your fault. You should be the one coming in here getting judgy looks but alas you refused to go or even come with him.

It’s not his fault that you walk around looking like that. Not his fault that he can’t seem to control himself as soon as he gets his hands on you.

He’s usually so good about controlling his quirk but you do something to his brain. Completely throw him off his game. Make him lose his focus.

It’s also not his fault that you look so goddamn amazing when you’re moaning his name and pulling his hair while he’s fucking you. He’d be fine if you’d stop moaning like that. Always right up against his ear, husky and hot. Whispering his name over and over.

That’s what does him in every time. His name rolling off your tongue. More often than not he’s really good about centering himself while you’re going at it but then you cum. Hard.

He can feel you squeezing… milking him and sometimes he just can’t do it. His orgasm rolls through him like he’s been struck by fucking lightning.

The next thing he knows the place on the bed-frame where his hand is gripping groans and crumbles from the explosion that releases from his hand.

You always smile and end up giggling cuz you think it’s so funny. It’s not funny, it’s embarrassing. He’s not a teenage boy. this should not be continuing to happen to him but he can’t stop it, and when sex with you is that good he has no intention of doing so.

Next time this happens, and he’s sure there will be a next time, he’s ordering the damn bedframe online and it’s gonna be made out of titanium.

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[hxllblazer-a]

"You're such an idiot." || @hopecerulean​​

“Good t’ see you too, Blaize, me? Doin’ swell.” Well, about as swell as a guy who seemed to have met the business end of whatever tag along gang of the week Midnite had hired to find him. He watched her do her work, John pressing his lips into a frown. She… really didn’t need to concern herself with him like this…

Hell, the people who typically didn’t usually did go and live much longer and healthier lives.

Grimacing around a particular press into what John was willing to bet was going to be a bruised rib in the morning, John waved a hand. Well… to the best of his ability anyways. “Look—stop. I’ll be fine… just let me be t’ lick me wounds and ego in peace, lass.”

#hopecerulean #✦✦INSANE PRATTLE -- (in character) #✦✦DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC? -- (asks) #blaize probably looking at the expanse of rune scars and the tattoos like where do i even start with u #✦✦the magic of a disaster (main)

[thrxughthenxght]

I have three (questionably cute) meet-cute ideas to share!!!

Accidentally ran over your foot with my shopping trolley but it's not my fault you were wearing sandals!

Hi, we live in an apartment building and I'm your upstairs neighbour and I was doing my laundry. Some of it fell into your garden. Please, at this point I will literally pay you, stop holding my trousers hostage, I need those for a job interview

We've both started working at the same old persons home for extra credit/volunteer work and we've been assigned to the same person and dammit, I don't care if you're cute, I'll fight you for Nanny Helena's 1950's gossip if I have to!

Oooo okay 👀 (I'm so sorry it took me so long to answer these)

Asdfghjkl okay so very Helnik meet cute ngl

KAZ AND INEJ KAZ HAS A JOB INTERVIEW BUT INEJ WILL NOT SURRENDER THE PANTS UNTIL HE TELLS HER WHAT THE HELL HE'S BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST MONTH MAKING👏SO👏MUCH👏NOISE

Wylan and Jesper STOP-

#the part of Blaize's brain that is just SoC went hey convert every SoC couple into a meet cute #and blaize said 'bet' #blaize's ask #blaize <3 #questioning lore #six of crows #helnik #kanej #wesper

[violets-and-books]

Wylan riding a motorcycle in a modern AU got me ✨thinking✨

Tattoo shop parlour. Wylan owns it and opens it across the street from Jesper, who, to many peoples' unsurprise, opened a small shooting range doubled as a gun store (with a limit on certain guns). He wants to own a bakery because he just likes the idea and he likes kitchen work because it keeps him moving, and he likes to shoot but he doesn't want to be associated with it, especially because he lives in a bad part of town (why Wylan opening there was so shocking). Jesper is doing his absolute best to keep the range afloat despite his gambling debt that's been stacking up.

They meet and do not get along. Jesper thinks Wylan is a total bitch and Wylan thinks Jesper is an asshole. After a series of glaring at each other from across the street, Wylan gets a call from his bestie, Nina, asking if he could pick up her friend from his house and bring her to his because her car won't start. Wylan goes and turns out, it's Jesper, surprise surprise. Jesper is drunk as hell and Wylan delivers him to Nina as promised, but not before lecturing his neighbor/stranger about the dangers of being intoxicated and alone. Jesper later gets Wylan's number off Nina and texts a thank you the next morning. Wylan thinks to himself, "Maybe he's okay", and Jesper does the same.

They actually start getting along when Jesper comes over to personally thank Wylan and they get talking because Wylan was closing and Jesper wasn't busy and had an employee to take care of things while he was gone. So they have like a genuine conversation and Jesper rips a flirty comment and Wylan blushes and it's begun from that point forwards.

Anyways. Indulging your Motorcycle Wylan and my Jesper likes Baking head canons. Enjoy bestie 😋😌

Wylan riding a motorcycle is the most perfect au to ever exist, please and thank you

TATTOO AND FLOWER SHOP!!! I love Wylan owning a tattoo parlour because a) he would, just to piss his dad off (cos Van Eck is definitely the kind of guy who believes tattoos lower iq or something) and b) it fits so well with both his rebellious side and also the motorbike?

Jes- Jesper owns a what?

Bestie, I am from Britain. You have no idea how much fear and confusion the words "gun shop" struck into my heart

Jesper's gambling debts, those are IMPORTANT!!! Thank you for including them!!!

Wesper not getting along at the beginning is always *chef's kiss*

Wesper having a mutual friend, love it!

BESTIE

Bestie. What if

What if the "I like your stupid face" is a drunk confession? Like, Jesper's sprawled across the back seat of Wylan's car, drunk out of his mind, having just listened to Wylan's lecture about why you shouldn't drink alone and then

Jesper: Yknow, your face would be a lot prettier if it didn't talk so much

Wylan: What?

Jesper: I like your stupid face. It's your voice that's the problem

Wylan: I'm.... sorry?

Jesper, not really listening: Well, not your voice. What you do with your stupid voice. You shouldn't lecture so much. 'T huuurts

And then he doesn't speak for the rest of the car ride

Bestie, I love this

#lore <3 #blaize answers #wesper #wylan van eck #six of crows #jesper fahey #an answer for an ask #lore's incredible ideas 🧠

[chloe-skywalker]

Not Okay - Draco Malfoy

Draco x Fem!reader

Harry Potter x sister reader

Warnings: the Umbridge torture, mental health?

Word count: 1,384

Summary: After being late to class by only a few minutes Y/n got detention with Umbridge. Y/n tries to hide her hand from Draco, Y/n’s boyfriend, who is not pleased when he finds out. Harry isn’t either.

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“Hey Y/n.” Blaize greeted the Slytherin female Potter as she came and sat down next to Draco at their house table for dinner. Although it was very noticeable she wasn’t in her normal mood. It seemed more solemn than anything. The complete opposite of her normal demeanor.

Y/n gave their friends a barely there smile as she sat, staying unusually quiet.

“You okay, love?” Draco asked quietly enough that only she could hear him, knowing if something, anything was wrong he’d be the one she’d tell. Blaize, Pansy, Vincent and Gregory all went on with their own conversations leaving it to Draco to find out what was wrong or had happened.

“Hmmmhmmm” She hummed and nodds, but as she looked at Draco he didn’t see the normal spark in her eye’s.

Draco didn’t really believe her but dropped it for now so they could continue with their dinner. But he kept glancing at her with concern.

Our time Y/n seemed to go back to normal, till she got detention for not being to class early this time. She was starting to think maybe Umbridge had something against her.

She was getting detentions for doing nothing wrong. So Y/n was convinced the older woman had something against her.

It was getting increasingly hard to hide her hand from others, and her classmates and friends had noticed her retreating into herself. But they didn’t know why, and Y/n was to worried if she told them Umbridge would find out and that would make things worse.

But Draco had taken notice of Y/n’s bandaged hand, along with the changes in her behavior. And it worried him, Draco Malfoy cared about her more than he’d ever tell anyone. So seeing Y/n become quiet, depressed, and just folding in on herself.

He couldn’t take it anymore when he noticed the new bandage on her hand. Draco grabbed y/n by the wrist and pulled her away from their group in the library studying and out towards the hallway. But upon seeing how many students were standing around still Draco decided to take them into an empty unused classroom, once he closed the door before Y/n could question him he walked right up to her and started unwrapping her hand.

Once it’s unwrapped Draco and y/n go silent, Y/n watches him take in the bloody cravings on her hand. But Y/n couldn’t hold it for long. Tears started welling up in her eyes and spilling over and down her cheeks. Which quickly turned into uncontrollable sob’s.

Draco immediately pulled her into his comforting arms, holding her tightly. “Please tell me what’s going on. How’d you get those-...”

Draco couldn’t even finish saying it as he gulped the rest of his words down.

“Nothing. Nothings going on.” Y/n shook her head even though she was pretty sure he wouldn’t believe her. Not after seeing her hand and witnessing her emotional burst.

“Y/n please.” He pleads, pulling out of the hug to look her in the eye’s, hoping to convince her.

When Y/n stays silent Draco allow’s his mind to think of possibilities and that's when he realized. It all started after her first unwarranted detention with Umbridge.

“Did she do this?!” Draco asked louder and with more anger in his voice than he meant to. But he was pissed now.

Draco and y/n are more than friends but they’ve never put an official label on their relationship either.

Y/n just stared at Draco with more tears building, although she tried to tell him with her eyes that he was right. And Draco caught on pulling her back into him, holding her tighter as she started crying again silently this time holding Draco closer to her.

“I’ll protect you, Love. Promise.” Draco felt his heart clench at hearing her cry. But in truth he didn’t know what to do. But he knew someone who might have a better idea than he does.

After Y/n calmed down enough and was done crying into Draco the two left and went to the rest of their classes. They had only missed a free period luckily, but later when they were headed to dinner Draco made an excuse that he needed to do something first. Noticing Y/n’s nervous expression at his words he squeezed her hand to assure her that he wouldn’t be gone from her side for long.

One they were no longer near him Draco walked over to the Gryffindor table.

“What do you want, Malfoy?” Ron spat, sending a glare to the platinum haired Slytherin.

“I need to speak with Harry. Not that it’s any of your business Weasley.” Draco responded before looking to the male Potter. When he noticed Harry looked wary of what he would want to talk to him about, Draco looked down and whispered in his ear. “It’s about your sister.”

Once Harry heard that he nodded and got up from the bench seat and followed Draco out of the  great hall.

“What about my sister?” Harry asked once they were in the empty hall. Harry assumed for privacy.

“Umbridge is abusing her in detention.” Draco told the brunette boy with a serious look hoping he’d get the gravity of the situation.

“What do you mean?” Harry furrowed his brow not knowing what Draco was talking about.

“Merlin Potter! I know you hate Slytherins but do you not notice anything?!” He glared, yelling at Harry. Draco knew the twin’s being sorted into different houses strained their relationship. Especially since Y/n was sorted into Slytherin. But doesn’t understand how he couldn’t notice how his sister has been hurting so badly.

“I don’t hate my sister even though she’s in Slytherin!” Harry argued back, glaring at Draco. He didn’t hate his sister even though she was sorted into a snake's den. But because of their different houses they didn’t end up interacting as much as they’d like.

“Then pay attention to her and what’s going on with her!” Draco was pissed. How could he not have noticed?

Silence between the two was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Both boys trying to calm themselves before speaking again. 

Both care so much for Y/n Potter, just in different ways.

“Have you seen her hand?” Draco asked, less anger in his voice now since it was filled with concern.

“I’ve seen the bandage.” Harry nodds confused on what his sister's hand had to do with anything.

“Have you seen what’s underneath?” Draco sighs at Harry’s lack of awareness.

Harry shook his head now even more confused but also concerned. With his admittance of not knowing Draco went on to explain everything he had gotten out of Y/n earlier and put together after her crying rambles. He told him all about Umbridge's punishments.

“How do we stop it?” Harry asked the platinum blonde Slytherin. Both boys trying to control their emotions on the sensitive subject.

“I don’t know.” Draco sighed, feeling defeated.

“We’ll have to figure something out. Protect her somehow.” Harry sighed, feeling exactly like Draco. How are they supposed to protect her from a staff adult member of their school that should know better?

“Agreed” Draco nodded in agreement. With it all said and disgusted they both went and entered the great hall again. 

As they went to go to their respective house tables Harry turned and called out quietly, since they weren’t to far away yet. “Draco.”

“Potter?” Draco turned around confused.

“Thanks. For looking out for her and for caring.” Harry gave him an appreciative nodd, for looking after Y/n even if they didn’t get along.

Draco nodded back in a sort of ‘your welcome’.

If he only knew how much he really cared about his sister. The two had been dating for years but never put a label on things because they have kept it a secret. But between them was a spoken agreement that they were romantically involved with each other. Y/n was afraid of Harry’s judgment if they outed their relationship, but with Harry’s words of thanks to Draco for looking out for and caring for her he wondered if he either already knows or wouldn’t really care if he found out.

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[theostrophywife]

the christmas special | the slytherin boys.

author's note: a cute collection of christmas activities that each of the boys would do with you. consider this as my gift to all of you. merry christmas pookies ✨

BLAISE

during first year, you and blaise established a tradition of pranking your friends with elf on a shelf.

some of your most notable accomplishments were: placing your little elf friend on all of the cigarette butts that theo had a horrible habit of littering with and placing it on his desk while the elf smoked one of his fancy expensive italian cigs that he saves for special occasions.

for mattheo, blaise took an action figure and smeared it in red food dye to commemorate all of the fights he seemed to get himself into.

for draco, you slipped a tiny amount of purple dye in his shampoo which turned his hair lavender for an entire week.

for enzo, blaise ransacked his honeydukes stash and left a mountain of wrappers on his bed.

for regulus, you replaced his sleakeasy potion with plain old water, which made his pretty curls frizz up like he'd been electrocuted.

neither one of you were stupid enough to prank tom. that was a one way ticket to an avada.

this year, though, blaise flipped the game on you.

you woke up in your dorm surrounded by flowers and balloons with the elf sitting at the edge of your bed, holding a note that said: call me a christmas, because i'm already wrapped up in you — b.

you chuckled as you read the note. your door swung open, revealing a grinning blaise.

"i thought you might like that one. i have plenty of others, though."

"is that so, zabini? well, let's hear them then."

"are you a christmas tree? because I’m really pining fir you."

"wanna feel my ugly christmas sweater? it's made out of boyfriend material."

you burst into a fit of laughter, making blaise grin. "and my personal favorite, the star may be on top of the tree but you can be the star on top of me."

"blaize zabini, you are ridiculously adorable."

"yeah? did my efforts work then? wanna grab some hot cocoa with your favorite person?"

"oh? is draco free?" you chuckled at the sight of blaise's frown. "i'm kidding, blaise. now come on, i need a sweet treat. besides you, of course."

DRACO

draco was ridiculously competitive, which was a trait that you usually found endearing in your boyfriend, but he was definitely taking this gingerbread house competition to another level.

you had never seen draco so concentrated, measuring each piece with his wand and spreading the icing with such careful precision.

"we're going to win this year, I just know it." he said, his pink tongue poking out of the side of his mouth as he secured the roof over your gingerbread house.

"it's not about winning, babe. it's about having fun!"

"fun?" draco asked incredelously. "no, darling, this is about crushing riddle underneath my boot, which I suppose is my own version of fun."

"oi! I heard that malfoy," mattheo complained.

"sorry matty, dray's gone full psycho." you teased, pinching your boyfriend's cheek. "I think it's rather cute though."

"you'd be the only one," theo said with an eye roll.

"don't hate, nott. where's your house anyways?"

theo shrugged while mattheo snorted. "notty boy here got too high and ate the entire thing."

you chuckled. "well, that's less competition for you and I, dray."

"good," draco said with a pleased smile. "now come on, darling. I want you to put on the finishing touch."

you nodded, taking the gumdrops from your boyfriend's hands and sticking them around the perimeter of the house. draco surveyed your hard work, really the only work he let you do since he was so adamant on building the entire thing from scratch.

"it's perfect, love."

"blimey," enzo said, cocking his head at the house. "you two really went all out this year."

tom scoffed. "it's architecturally inaccurate."

you rolled your eyes at the older riddle. "well, we couldn't exactly replicate everything, but i'd say dray did a fantastic job on his house."

"our house, darling," draco corrected. "or at least it will be soon enough."

"is that malfoy manor?" regulus asked.

"precisely," draco confirmed with a proud smile. he looped an arm around your waist, pressing a kiss against your cheek. "and i've got the future lady of the manor right by my side."

you giggled, leaning into your boyfriend's touch. "lady of the manor? hmm, I like the sound of that, dray."

ENZO

every year, enzo looked forward to ice skating on the frozen banks of the black lake.

he was terrible at it, but it only made it that much more endearing.

you remembered the first time he dragged you out into the cold during first year, talking your ear off about how excited he was for this time of year.

along with you and enzo, the rest of your friends joined in on the fun. mattheo and theo were absolute menaces on ice, while regulus and draco made a whole competition out of it. pansy and blaise were content to watch in the safety of their enchanted tent, sipping hot chocolate in peace.

over the years, enzo had gotten a little bit better, but he was still a little shaky on the ice. he never minded though since you were always there to hold his hand while you patiently skated around the rink with him at a glacial pace.

you weren't that great at skating either. or so he thought.

until the two of you were chatting, keeping to the makeshift wooden rails at the edge of the lake, when mattheo and theo came barreling past.

"watch out, y/n!"

you clocked the two menaces skating past you at full speed and made a rather complicated maneuver that enzo couldn't have even dreamed of landing.

"oh my god," enzo exclaimed. "are you alright? and what was that? that little twirl and land combo? I thought you couldn't skate, honey."

you smiled sheepishly, cheeks warming at enzo's nickname for you. "it's called an axel jump. I may have told a little fib when I said I couldn't skate..."

"I can see that, love," enzo said with a chuckle. "why would you pretend that you couldn't skate?"

"I didn't want you to feel left out," you admitted shyly. "the boys are always showing off and I don't know, it was kind of nice just to take it slow with you."

"you did that for me?" enzo asked as a grin spread across his face. "i like taking it slow with you too, y/n. I look forward to it every year."

"and here I thought you just really liked the ice and snow."

"are you kidding? I hate the cold," enzo replied, shivering. "but I like when you old my hand and lead me around the rink. and I also like it when you make us hot cocoa with extra marshmallows after. I just like you, honey."

you beamed. "I like you too, enz."

enzo smiled in return, kissing the tip of your frost kissed nose. "now come on, love. show me that move again. it was hot."

MATTHEO

"babe, we're supposed to decorate the cookies not eat them all," you teased, snatching a snow shaped cookie out of your boyfriend's hands.

"but they taste so good," mattheo said with a pout. he flashed his big, brown eyes at you, fishing for sympathy. "you know I can't resist sweet things. why do you think i'm dating you?"

you chuckled at his cheekiness. "nice try, matty. but we have to decorate the cookies first and then you can have a bite."

"oh, i'll have a bite alright," you squealed as he tugged you flush against him, pulling you in for a not so innocent kiss. "there. that should hold me over for a few minutes. at least, long enough to decorate."

you shook your head and handed him the cookies and icing. mattheo hummed, bumping against your hip every so often as the two of you began decorating.

despite his complaints, mattheo's cookies turned out way better than yours.

"how are you doing that?" you asked, staring at the perfect piping on his snowflake.

"it's easy, princess. here, let me show you." mattheo slotted himself behind you, his big hands enveloping yours as he attempted to guide you in replicating his design.

"real smooth, matty. this is just an excuse to wrap your arms around me, isn't it?"

"hmm, no i'm genuinely trying to help."

you raised a brow, backing against his crotch. matty released a low groan. "is that a candy cane or are you just happy to see me, baby?"

"all i'm saying is that i'm more than happy to give you a white christmas, princess."

with a giggle, you turned around and pulled him down to you by the front of his cheesy christmas sweater. his lips met yours in an eager kiss, sighing softly into your mouth. as the sweet taste of icing coated your tongue, you chuckled.

"really, baby? you didn't even last a half hour before sneaking a taste."

"you're lucky I haven't bent you over this table yet, mi amor." his low, husky voice sent shivers down your spine.

"on second thought, i'm not opposed to having that sweet treat a little early."

mattheo smirked. those big, brown eyes were nearly black as he lifted you onto the counter, big hands roaming underneath your sweater as his lips attached themselves to your neck.

"I was hoping you'd say that, my little snowflake." you squealed as he pulled you towards him, smirking as he knelt before you. “let’s put you on the naughty list tonight, y/n.”

“I don’t mind, matty. I know you’ll make me feel real nice.”

“damn right, baby.”

REGULUS

you and regulus had not planned on getting this drunk.

the game plan was to tackle decorating the common room with ample snacks, spiked eggnog, and a classic christmas playlist.

you hadn't accounted for reggie's heavy hand when it came to making drinks.

"how much rum did you put in this thing, reg?" you asked between giggles, wrapping tinsel around yourself like a makeshift scarf. "i'm really feeling it now and we're only halfway done."

"hmm, dunno, I kind of just eyeballed it." regulus responded, dangling two emerald ornaments through his ears. "I also may have nicked the bottle from malfoy. he's going to throw an absolute fit when he finds out."

"my father will hear about this!" you exclaimed, repeating draco's iconic line. "how dare you put your peasant lips on my vintage rum?"

regulus snickered, clutching his sides. "don't make me laugh, love. i'm already smashed enough as it is."

"honestly, that's what they get for making us decorate all by ourselves."

"hmm, I don't mind. at least I got to spend more time with you."

you chuckled. "we're already attached at the hip as it is."

regulus raised a brow, pulling you in by your wrist. he stood to his full height and spun you around in a circle before catching you in his arms. "are you trying to say you're tired of me, ma chérie?"

"never. you know you're my favorite person, reggie."

"you're my favorite, too." regulus murmured, his green eyes softening as he swayed. music played softly in the background as he pulled you closer. "dance with me?"

you giggled. "we're smashed, reggie. what if I trudge on your toes?"

"you do that sober anyways," regulus teased. "just humor me, please, y/n?"

you nodded, smiling softly as regulus led you into a waltz. despite his drunkenness, reggie was still the elegant dancer that he always was. it was in that aristocratic black blood, you supposed.

as you swayed in his arms, regulus pressed his forehead against yours, his pretty curls tickling your nose as he smiled. "tu es l'amour de ma vie."

"what does that mean, reg?"

"it means that there's no one else i'd rather get drunk and decorate with besides you. merry christmas, y/n."

you beamed, rising to your tiptoes and kissing his nose. "merry christmas, reggie."

THEO

playing white elephant with your friends was chaotic, to say the least. the annual tradition almost always ended in tears and sometimes even blood.

this time around, you were the one most likely to draw blood.

"that's not fair!" you exclaimed, crossing your arms and glaring at draco. "you only want the heated blanket because I want it. you probably have a thousand fur throws, malfoy!"

draco smirked as he wrapped the white, fluffy blanket around his shoulders. "yes, but I stole this one. from you. that makes it special."

the shit-eating grin he flashed at you was enough to push you over the edge. "i'm going to skin you, you little ferret. give me back my blanket—"

"oh no you don't, dolcezza." a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist and held you back from lunging at draco. theo hauled you over his shoulder and set you down on the sofa.

"don't manhandle me, teddy!"

theo bit back a grin as you huffed in indignation. he knelt before you, tapping your nose. "you're being bad, little missy. i'm putting you in time out."

"i'm not a child!" you responded, frowning at your best friend. "besides, draco started it. he stole my bloody blanket!"

"yes, but that's no excuse for violence, is it bella?"

"theodore, you literally bit enzo for taking your gift last year."

"I never claimed to be perfect."

you rolled your eyes, which only made theo chuckle. "tell you what. if you promise not to maim malfoy, i'll buy you as many heated blankets as you want." you raised a brow, clearly unimpressed with the offer. "i'll even throw in some hot chocolate and cuddles. the complete teddy package. sound good?"

"okay," you said with a sigh. "but only cause you asked nicely."

theo smiled and kissed your forehead. "good girl. now come on, pans made spiked eggnog."

thirty minutes later, you were curled up on the sofa with theo. you yawned, blinking slowly at whatever mattheo was supposed to be enacting for christmas charade. he was either doing something very vulgar or riding a sleigh. you could never really tell with matty.

"getting sleepy, bella?" theo asked, poking his nose against yours.

"mhm," you murmured, burrowing yourself into theo's neck. he smelled like cigarettes and pine. "will you carry me to bed, teddy?"

"course," theo replied as he kissed your temple. "don't you want to bring your blanket, though?"

you blinked in confusion, but smiled when theo presented you with the fluffy, white heated blanket. "you got it back for me?"

"draco and I made a deal," theo confirmed as he wrapped the blanket around your shoulders.

"threatening to throw me off of the astronomy tower if I don't give you the blanket does not constitute as a deal, theodore," malfoy said with a frown.

theo waved him off as he scooped you into his arms. "the important thing is, you've got your blanket back."

you wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled. "you're the best, teddy."

"anything for you, tesoro." theo murmured softly as he climbed up the stairs with you in his arms.

"wait!" mattheo exclaimed. "you're under the mistletoe." he pointed to the small sprig hanging atop the alcove you were currently under. "that means you two have to kiss."

theo flushed, his gaze dropping to your lips as he shifted nervously. "we don't have to, bella—" the words died in his throat as you tugged at the front of his sweater, dragging his lips down to yours.

the kiss was soft and sweet and you melted into theo like the missing piece of a puzzle finally slotting into place after years and years of pining and yearning.

you smiled as theo blinked slowly, those pretty eyes brimming with love and adoration. "you—I—wow," he breathed.

"c'mon, teddy. you promised me cuddles." you chuckled, brushing your thumb over his lips. "and kisses too?"

theo grinned. "kisses too, amorina."

TOM

tom had never really been a big fan of the holidays.

he certainly had no interest in taking part in something as childish as secret santa.

yet the second he heard that you were participating, tom was suddenly the first one to toss his name in the ring.

by luck of the draw (he threatened enzo who was the one to actually pick your name to switch), tom got you this year and even he had to admit that he was excited to exchange gifts.

the annual slytherin christmas party was the usual sensory nighmare of tom's dreams, but he soldiered through the incessant chattering, itchy wool jumper, and heavy handed spiked hot chocolate. all because of you.

"are you having fun, pumpkin?"

tom's brow quirked at the nickname, but made no protest as you sidled up next to him. on anyone else, the red velvet dress with white fur trim, ornament earrings, and christmas lights necklace would've looked tacky, but for some reason, tom found it quite endearing on you.

"it's not horrible," tom conceded.

"not horrible? why, thomas, that's almost a compliment."

"don't push your luck, doll."

you chuckled as you looped your arm through his. "wouldn't dream of it," you responded cheekily. "now come tommy, it's time for secret santa."

tom watched as the rest of the group exchanged gifts. more accurately, he watched you clap and cheer at every gift that youy friends opened. the look of genuine joy on your face was almost cracked a smile out of him.

he supposed it wasn't such a terrible thing to endure.

"your turn, y/n," pansy said.

all eyes were on you as you took your gift from the pile, carefully unwrapping the pretty green and silver paper. tom fought the urge to grin as you took the black silk ribbon off of the box and tied your hair back with it.

you pulled out the first gift, which was a set of fresh coloured inkpots from france that you religiously used to write your notes with.

"oh my god, these are my favorite! and I just ran out too," you exclaimed excitedly.

the next gift were a pair of the high heeled boots tom had caught you staring at in hogsmeade. you were convinced that your feet would get too cold in them and that they'd hurt your feet, so tom charmed them to be comfortable and warm, which you discovered with delight when you pulled them on.

"i love them! i'm going to wear them all the time."

you peered into the box, which contained one last gift. a pretty pink leather bound journal that had your initials scrawled in gold ink on the cover. your eyes immediately snapped up to tom's.

"how fancy," pansy said. "any guesses on who your secret santa is, y/n?"

"tommy!" you said with a grin. "i've only complained to him a thousand times about running out of my coloured ink and he was with me when I was eyeing these shoes in the village." you hugged the journal to your chest, smiling shyly at him. "and I told him how much I liked his fancy journal."

"now we can match, doll."

"thank you, thank you, thank you," you said excitedly, enveloping tom in a tight hug. the rest of the group looked on curiously, smirking amongst themselves at the fact that tom allowed the gesture. if it were anyone else, tom probably would've hexed them within an inch of their life.

"does that mean you like it, y/n?"

"no," you said, still maintaining a death grip around his neck. "i love it, tom. it's perfect. you're perfect, pumpkin."

tom blinked as you leaned forward and kissed his cheek. your cherry lip gloss branded his skin, but he didn't mind one bit. he would wear the mark proudly.

"do my eyes deceive me?" mattheo crooned. "are you blushing, brother?"

"aw, how cute. pumpkin’s got a little crush," theo added.

tom glared at both boys. "you have two seconds to run."

mattheo and theo both looked at each other before taking off in the opposite direction.

"really, tommy?" you teased, giggling.

"they're being twats."

"such a grumpy little grinch," you exclaimed, tapping his nose. "at least let me give you your gift before you maim the boys."

"can I have a hint?"

"let's just say you and nagini will be warm and cozy this christmas," you said with a devious smile. "I made the two of you matching jumpers!"

"you better be joking, doll."

"oh, i'm as serious as a heart attack, tommy.” tom scowled as you slipped your fingers through his. "but don't worry, you get more than one gift tonight."

"you're lucky you're cute, y/n."

you chuckled, standing on your tiptoes to press a matching kiss on his other cheek. "yeah, but not nearly as cute as you, pumpkin."

#all I want for christmas is for these men to rail me until I can't walk like i'm not asking for a lot #theo nott #mattheo riddle #draco malfoy #blaise zabini #tom riddle #lorenzo berkshire #regulus black #pansy parkinson #theo nott fic #mattheo riddle fic #tom riddle fic #draco malfoy fic

[mhathotfic]

I'm gonna just give you a little drabble

Imagine you've just been cheated on and you head to a bar to drink and have fun because you don't want to wallow in self pitty. Bakugou there cause he's been dragged out by his friends he gets a bit drunk and you two end up going home to his house and when you wake up in the morning sore and covered in bruises and hickey's.

You hurriedly leave and go home only for a few weeks later to bump into him again and he pulls you to a side "we got off on the wrong foot that's not typical for me would you um I don't know like to go out even just as friends if you want it"

He rubs the back of his neck "Katsuki by the way" "y/n" you take the phone out if his pocket putting your name in it and number "Call me and we'll figure out a time for you to pick me up" a few dates later and you officially start dating.

Idk I just like the unusual one night stand that neither would usually do and then they get together

Took me forever to get a chance to respond, been helping my mom with new furniture all day.

Anyways to the point, I just know he has to be full of guilt. He genuinely hates how hookups feel after the night. He feels dirty and used and hates that he might’ve made them feel that way too even more than he hates how he feels.

But you where just something special, there was just a spark about you he couldn’t, and still can’t, ignore. And when you opened up to him about why you’re there, the alcohol in his system starts running his mouth for him. Talking a big game about how he can make you forget all about the ass and get you off better at that.

He’s surprised he said, more so when you chug what you had in your glass and took him up on the offer. Even more that he followed through and wrecked you in the best way like promised.

He fully expects not see you again when you rushed out of his apartment in the morning and is almost giddy when he sees you again because he’s got a chance to do this right and show you he’s not usually that type of guy and actually get to know you before taking you back to bed. Sober this time so you can both remember every detail.

#pretty petra #bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #friendly asks #blaize-hewwo