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Don’t know which interpretation of this scene is sadder.
That they never cried before.
Or.
They had forgotten what it was like to cry because they didn’t have a body for so long.
#owl house#the owl house#toh#the collector#toh collector#owl house collector#the owl house collector#toh spoilers#owl house spoilers#the owl house spoilers#watching and dreaming#watching and dreaming toh#toh finale#the owl house finale#gin posts owl house
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★ SOLAR - 23 YEARS OLD - QUEER - AMBIAMOROUS - TAKEN - AUTISTIC - GNC TRANS GUY - WHITE - BRITISH - HE / HIM ★
Hey there! My name's Cody, but I generally tend to go by Solar, Ray or Sunny online. That said, you can call me pretty much whatever you want. I'm not too picky.
I'm a hobbyist artist, occasional writer and professional dog who has had the misfortune of being on this here miserable hellsite (do people still call Tumblr that?) since 2014. I was around prior to then, but I didn't make an account until that point.
My blog isn't NSFW, but I do sometimes reblog posts with dirty jokes or references to sex. So if you're a minor or a sex-repulsed person? Be wary of that.
Want to know more about me or about this blog? You can find more info under the cut! ✌️
The dividers in this post were made by @chocoperrito and you can find them here! ❤
》 WHAT'S THIS BLOG ABOUT, DOG MAN?
I'm glad you asked! This is my main blog so it's generally just a mish mash of all sorts, anything and everything pertaining to my interests goes here so it's a total free-for-all.
That said, you can mostly expect reblogs about queer topics, political and social issues, different media that I like, shitposts and furry art. Lots and lots of furry art.
I may occasionally post my own art here and possibly even my own writing in the future if I feel confident enough, but it's rare admittedly.
》 WHAT ARE YOU INTERESTED IN?
I am, in fact, a nuanced human person so you can argue that no matter how many things I tell you that I like? None of this will even come close to conveying the full spectrum of who I am. So do keep that in mind.
That said, it doesn't mean I can't at least give you an idea of the things I enjoy so to name a few things offhandedly...
I really enjoy art, writing, reading, poetry, photography, filmmaking, animation, cartoons, video games, RPGs, 3D platformers, visual novels, folk punk music, ska music, retro aesthetics, bright colours, primary colours, breakfast foods, thrifting, kitsch, antiques, tacky button-ups, animatronics, toy restoration, early 2000s internet, xenofiction, medieval fantasy, lost media, queer history, TV history, film history, furry history (namely the funny animal era and 2000s era), cooking, horror movies, folklore, cryptids, musicals, storytelling, worldbuilding, history, psychology, archaeology, zoology, etymology and space!
》 WHAT MEDIA DO YOU LIKE?
I like a lot of different media and the ones I actively choose to engage with fluctuates pretty frequently, but currently the ones of note are...
Pokémon, Warriors, Watership Down, Animal Crossing, The Lion King, Ginga Nagareboshi Gin, Beastars, The Legend of Zelda, Bugsnax, Banjo Kazooie, Viva Pinata, Spyro, Crash Bandicoot, Sonic The Hedgehog, Zero Escape, Ace Attorney, Another Code, Welcome To Nightvale, Little Shop Of Horrors, Ride The Cyclone, Starkid, Be More Chill, Heathers, Cats, Waitress, In The Heights, Silent Hill, Resident Evil, A Nightmare On Elm Street, Child's Play, The Gregory Horror Show, The Owl House, Steven Universe, Portal, Half Life, TF2, HLVRAI, What We Do In The Shadows, Our Flag Means Death, Interview With The Vampire, Doctor Who, Red Dwarf, Scott Pilgrim, Sam And Max, The Good Place, Gravity Falls, My Little Pony, Night In The Woods, Slay The Princess, Dragon Age, Fable and Good Omens!
Hyperfixations are bolded, because like it or not I am neurodivergent and that does affect which of these wretched things will get a stranglehold on my attention at any given time 👍
》 YOU'RE QUEER? WHAT'S THE DEAL THERE?
Sure am! I'm a gender non-conforming trans man. I go by he/him pronouns exclusively and I mostly use stereotypically masculine terms (man, boy, dude, guy, fella, etc) to refer to myself. That said, I've got no intentions of trying to mirror cis men and the latter can and does vary whenever I want it to. I'm a man in the same way Bugs Bunny is a man; Gender is a joke to me, it's malleable and I will use it however I see fit at a moment's notice.
I use the labels pansexual and queer pretty interchangeably. Gender doesn't really play a part in who I'm attracted to, it's just kind of a neat bonus more than anything. That said? Overall I'm largely attracted to other queer people!
I'm non-monogamous. I use the term ambiamorous to refer to myself because it fits well enough. I can comfortably exist in both monogamous and polyamorous relationships but between the two? Up to now I've found the latter is my preference.
Also, I know I don't owe anyone an explanation about my identity. I'm talking about this because I'd like to (queer expression is fun to talk about yippeeee) and not because I feel obligated to. People aren't owed your life story, especially people on the internet ✌️
》 DO YOU HAVE A BYF / DNI?
Yes! You can find it here. I know some people consider these to be pretty superfluous because anyone who most BYF / DNI lists apply to probably won't be the kind of person to be courteous enough to listen to them.
That said? I'm aware of that and I don't expect this to stop anyone who doesn't want to be stopped. The reason I have it here is more for the benefit of those who I will inevitably end up sharing spaces with. It's more for their reference so they can make an informed decision on whether they want to follow my blog or not and what's best for their own comfort, based in part on where I stand on certain things and where I'll put my foot down.
Think of it less as a foolproof and more as a filter. I can and will still block liberally for my own comfort, whether that's because something on that list seems to apply or just because I don't like someone. The block button exists to be used, I'll curate my own internet experience in whatever way suits me personally and I recommend you do the same 🤷
》 WHAT ABOUT A TAGLIST?
Not yet, but I'm slowly working on it. In the meantime? Here's what you mainly need to know.
You can find my talking and general shitposts under solar talks, or my art under dog draws.
I do have content warning tags! I try to be conscientious and tag anything that I know is a common trigger for people (blood, gore, bones, bright colours, insects, etc) as and where I can.
I format all of my content warning tags as "cw //" and then whatever the content of the post is that needs tagged. So for example, if you don't want to see insects? You can blacklist it on my blog using cw // insects and that should stop you from seeing any creepy crawlies. This same format applies to all of my content warning tags.
If there's anything more specific you need tagged? Don't be afraid to let me know. I'm happy to accommodate for you wherever you need; If it's something that triggers you? Then it warrants being taken seriously. No matter how silly or overly specific you may think it'll sound, I'll respect it.
》 WHO'S THE GUY IN YOUR ICON?
That would be my fursona, Circuit! Yes, I am that kind of furry. He is me, I am him, I love showing him off to people so although the art may change? He's usually the face of my online pressence. Here's his current reference sheet that I made for him:
If you're curious, the art of him I have as my icon currently (as of February 4th 2024) was a commission I got and is drawn by Pawtastic!
》 WOW, YOU TALK A LOT.
Sure do bud. Thank you for noticing! ❤
Want to hear me talk more? Then I have some sideblogs you can check out if you'd like to.
fuzzypath is my Warriors sideblog. (active)
funky-fella is my Bugsnax sideblog. (semi-active)
canid-canon is my writing sideblog. (semi-active)
I also have a NSFW sideblog, but respectfully I'm not sharing that here in potential public view of minors and just flat out people I don't want to see it.
If for whatever reason you'd like to see that? PM me privately to ask for it and if you're both 18+ (have your age clearly stated somewhere on your blog; if there's nothing I'll assume you'e a minor just to be safe) and someone I trust to see it then I'll most likely give it to you!
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here is the bracket for the tourette's swag tournament!!!
round one contains 32 matches, so it will be split into two parts! the polls for round 1, part 1 will begin tomorrow, april 2nd, whenever i wake up and remember <3
for anyone wondering about who is v who and all that jazz, i literally just did them all in alphabetical order lol <3
i'll try to keep this post updated with winners and such! feel free to submit propaganda through asks/submissions/reblogs/tags; i'll try to post/rb all of it:)
left side of bracket, top to bottom:
Alya Cesairé (Miraculous Ladybug) vs. AUBREY (omori)
Bakugou Katsuki (My Hero Academia) vs. Bumi ii (Legend of Korra)
Cesare (Bigtop Burger) vs. Cleo Sertori (H2O)
Cole (Ninjago) vs. Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)
Felix (Fire Emblem: Three Houses) vs. Fig Faeth (Fantasy High)
Finn the Human (Adventure Time) vs. Galo Thymos (Promare)
Gin Ibushi (Your Turn to Die) vs. Hamato Raphael (ROTTMNT)
Higuchi Ichiyō (Bungou Stray Dogs) vs. Hinata Shouyou (Haikyuu!!)
Hisirdoux Casperan (Tales of Arcadia) vs. Iggy (Maximum Ride)
Iori Utahime (Jujutsu Kaisen) vs. Jay Walker (Ninjago)
Jupiter (We Know the Devil) vs. Kageyama Ritsu (Mob Psycho 100)
Kaidou Shun (Saiki K) vs. Kai (Ninjago)
Kaminari Denki (My Hero Academia) vs. Kyan Reki (SK8 the Infinity)
Lance McClain (Voltron) vs. Link (Legend of Zelda)
Louise Belcher (Bob's Burgers) vs. Luz Noceda (Owl House)
Magneto/Erik Lehnsherr (X Men) vs. Martin Blackwood (Magnus Archives)
right side of bracket, top to bottom:
Maud Pie (My Little Pony) vs. Merlin (Seven Deadly Sins)
Michael Vey (Michael Vey) vs. Misty Quigley (Yellowjackets)
Nanami Kento (Jujutsu Kaisen) vs. Nathan Young (Misfits)
Neil Josten (All for the Game) vs. Nina Flip (Brand New Animal)
Okumura Rin (Blue Exorcist) vs. Optimus Prime (Transformers)
Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson) vs. Phoebe Litchen (Phoebe in Wonderland)
Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony) vs. Pinky (Pinky and the Brain)
Power (Chainsaw Man) vs. Robert Speedwagon (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)
Rose Lavillant (Miraculous Ladybug) vs. Sam Manson (Danny Phantom)
Sera (Dragon Age: Inquisition) vs. Shaggy Rogers (Scooby Doo)
Sokka (Avatar: the Last Airbender) vs. Spyke (Splatoon 3)
Steven Universe (Steven Universe) vs. Sticky Washington (Mysterious Benedict Society)
Susie (Deltarune) vs. Tedros of Camelot (School for Good & Evil)
Ted the Bellhop (Four Rooms) vs. Temperance Brennan (Bones)
Theron Shan (Star Wars: the Old Republic) vs. Vanellope Von Schweetz (Wreck-It Ralph)
Vincent Rhodes (Road Within) vs. Zane Julien (Ninjago)
#tourette's swag tournament#tourette's syndrome#tourettes#tournament#actually tourettic#v excited#bUT OFC LIKE ALL OF MY BLORBOS ARE PITTED AGAINST EACH OTHER IUYFDXFGHUIJO
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Hello! The matches are ready! They were randomized, but like three of them were edited as they were way too unfair (a character from a really famous fandom vs a character from a fandom whose latest post was like two months ago)
The left side will be posted on April 15 at 6 pm GMT!
The right side will be posted on April 16 at 6 pm GMT!
Propaganda is allowed and encouraged! Just @ me so I can reblog the post.
(Thanks for @oughtnots for letting me use your art for Montrose Pretty ^-^ and thanks for @anthyies for letting me use your art for Baru Cormorant ^-^)
There are characters posts, posts that explain a little about the characters and show some of their pictures, the links in the characters names are for their characters posts! Check the to see more about these characters and take a better look at their masks (^-^)b! (Also thanks for everyone who helped to make the characters posts ^-^).
Left Side
Phantom of the Opera VS Darth Vader (Star Wars) This poll is over!
Prince Zuko (ATLA) VS Hunter (The Owl House) This poll is over!
Vanitas (Kingdom Hearts) VS Meta Knight (Kirby) This poll is over!
Donatello Hamato (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) VS Char Aznable (Mobile Suit Gundam) This poll is over!
Corvo Attano (Dishonored Franchise) VS Dimentio (Super Paper Mario) This poll is over!
Masky/Tim Wright (Marble Hornets) VS Leibniz (Blaster Master Zero) This poll is over!
Psycho Mantis/Tretij Rebenok (Metal Gear Solid) VS Wrench (Watch Dogs 2) This poll is over!
Zer0 (Borderlands 2) VS Tali'Zorah (Mass Efect) **This poll is over!
Pyro (Team Fortress 2) VS Korekiyo Shinguji (Danganropa) This poll is over!
Joker (Persona 5) VS Jason Voorhees (Friday the 13th) This poll is over!
K (Zero Escape) VS Miraak (Elder Scrolls) This poll is over!
Mr. E (Lego Ninjago) VS Whisper the Wolf (Sonic) This poll is over!
Gin (Hotarubi no Mori e) VS No-Face (Spirited Away) This poll is over!
Rindo Kanade (Neo: The World Ends With You) VS Mono (Little Nightmares) This poll is over!
Baru Cormorant (The Masquerade Series) VS Murderbot (The Murderbot Diaries) This poll is over!
Shin-ah (Akatsuki no Yona (Yona of the Dawn)) VS San (Princess Mononoke) This poll is over!
Right Side
Mask (Coroika) VS Narcistoru (Delicious Party Precure) This poll is over!
Anfitrião (Ordem Paranormal) VS Hexadecimal (Reboot) This poll is over!
Ciocie Ciolle (Kill Six Billion Demons) VS Gothi (Fools Gold) This poll is over!
Mask (Wandersong) VS Masked Woman (AI: The Somnium Files: Nirvana Initative) This poll is over!
Montrose Pretty (The Adventure Zone) VS Cheshire (Young Justice) This poll is over!
Jeritza (Fire Emblem) VS Sal Fisher (Sally Face) This poll is over!
Masked Disciple (The Great Ace Attorney) VS The Masked Gentleman (Professor Layton) This poll is over!
Skull Kid (Legend Of Zelda Majora's Mask)VS Elidibus (Final Fantasy XIV) This poll is over!
Empty Child (Doctor Who) VS Bloodhound (Apex Legends) This poll is over!
Tuxedo Mask (Sailor Moon) VS Kakashi Hatake (Naruto) This poll is over!
Michael Myers (Halloween) VS Westley/ The Dread Pirate Roberts (The Princess Bride) This poll is over!
The Knight (Hollow Knight) VS Masked Man (Mother 3) This poll is over!
Plague Doctor (Darkest Dungeon) VS Gabriel (Ultrakill) This poll is over!
Gugu (To Your Eternity) VS Allister (Pokemon) This poll is over!
Badge Seller (A Hat In Time) VS Ririka Momobami (Kakeguri) This poll is over!
Masked Kid (Underhero) VS Ninetails (Ōkami) This poll is over!
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Here are all of the preliminary brackets, I will post 2 a day each lasting 24 hours. 2 characters will move on from each. Vote for the most adoptable!
All matchups were determined randomly
1
Rui Ayaki (Demon Slayer)
Mizuki Okiura (AI: the Somnium Files)
Hod (Lobotomy Corporation/ Library Of Ruina)
2
Kenzie Martin (Parahumans)
Martin Blackwood (The Magnus Archives)
Shane (Stardew Valley)
3
Cove Holden (Our Life: Beginnings & Always)
fred jones (scooby doo mystery incorporated)
Kristen Applebees (Dimension 20: Fantasy High)
4:
Sirin (Honkai Impact 3rd)
Candace Flynn (Phineas and Ferb)
Elphaba Thropp (Wicked)
Suletta Mercury (Gundam)
5:
Nahida (genshin inpact)
Shijima Tsukishima (Shimeji Simulation)
Sasuke Uchiha (Naruto)
6:
Zhang Chengling (Word of Honor)
Waluigi (super Mario)
Gregg Lee (night in the woods)
7:
Charger (Voidpets)
Chesed (Lobotomy Corporation/Library Of Ruina)
The girl (fear and hunger)
Mika (Genshin Impact)
8:
victorian child (the “This would kill a Victorian child” meme)
Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)
Shilo Bathroy (Just Roll With It)
9:
Sakura Kinomoto (Cardcaptor Sakura)
Riven (Winx Club)
Gideon Nav (The Locked Tomb)
Oscar Pine (RWBY)
10:
Lillie (Pokémon)
Furina de Fontaine (Genshin Impact)
Mafuyu Asahina (Project SEKAI)
11:
Chazz Princeton (Yu-Gi-Oh! GX)
Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler)
Killua Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter)
12:
Kakashi Hatake (Naruto)
Qiqi (genshin impact)
Venus (solarballs)
Bernadetta von Varley (Fire Emblem)
13:
Gin Ibushi (Your Turn To Die)
Isaac Moriah (The Binding of Isaac)
Luke (Obey Me)
14:
Eunyung Baek (No Home)
Blackmore (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure)
Angela (Lobotomy Corporation/ Library Of Ruina)
Wanderer (Genshin Impact)
15:
Child Emperor (One Punch Man)
Adrien Agreste (Miraculous Ladybug)
Zuko (Avatar the Last Airbender)
16:
Emil Sinclair (Limbus Company)
Mami Tomoe (madoka magica)
Rio Ranger (Your Turn To Die)
Shun Kazami (Bakugan)
17:
Kokichi Oma (Daganronpa V3)
Hitori "Bocchi" Gotou (Bocchi the Rock!)
Cody Hackins (Ace Attorney)
18:
Liir Thropp (Wicked (Novel))
Lucy Heartfilia (Fairy Tail)
Sayo (I Need To Suck Blood Tonight)
19:
Hunter (The Owl House)
Vivi Ornitier (Final Fantasy IX)
molly blyndeff (Epithet erased)
20:
Essek Thelyss (critical role)
Kyoka Eden (Scarlet Nexus)
Luke Skywalker (Star Wars)
21:
Sachi Shinozaki (Corpse Party: Blood Drive)
Kai Satou (Your Turn To Die)
Ortho Shroud (twisted wonderland)
Kenji (Ghost Hunt)
22:
Gyutaro (Demon Slayer)
Natsuki Subaru (Re: Zero)
Tony Tony Chopper (One Piece)
23:
Mashirao Ojiro (My Hero Academia)
Gebura (Lobotomy Corporation/Library Of Ruina)
Syaoran Li (Cardcaptor Sakura)
Caspar von Bergliez (Fire Emblem)
24:
Shoto Todoroki (My Hero Academia)
Kasane Randall (Scarlet Nexus)
Shin-Ah (Yona of the Dawn)
25:
The Being (The Dragon Prince)
hal 9000 (2001 a space odyssey)
“Tails” miles prower (Sonic)
26:
Marianne von Edmund (Fire Emblem)
Rob (the amazing world of Gumball)
The Collector (the owl house)
27:
Falst (Aurora Webcomic)
Mai Chang (Fullmetal Alchemist)
Hypnos (Hades)
Netzach (Lobotomy Corporation/Library Of Ruina)
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I posted 8,345 times in 2022
That's 673 more posts than 2021!
53 posts created (1%)
8,292 posts reblogged (99%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@gin-juice-tonic
@nour386
@tazmiilly
@stephreynaart
@marypsue
I tagged 8,343 of my posts in 2022
#gravity falls - 4,449 posts
#stanford pines - 2,444 posts
#stanley pines - 2,106 posts
#fiddleford mcgucket - 1,072 posts
#mabel pines - 807 posts
#dipper pines - 677 posts
#bill cipher - 420 posts
#the owl house - 370 posts
#the moon - 324 posts
#meta - 321 posts
Longest Tag: 140 characters
#i do find it fascinating that he prepared several different versions of the same theme and they must have picked between them at some point)
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
This may sound silly, but I really appreciate your openness about being genX. I feel like even within fandom, there's this underlying ageism around fandom, like you're not allowed to like things past your 29th birthday?? I suspect this is related to the post you shared about genX and milennial folks growing up when fandom was still "weird", and I'm hoping that this will change as genZ ages. I hope that when I'm 80, my retirement home will have cosplay days, you know?
Aww, thank you! I was definitely more vague about it when I first got onto Tumblr and into GF fandom, but eventually I did realize that like, if nobody actually talked about being older, then it would just perpetuate this sense that older people aren't still around and doing stuff. I hope sometimes that talking about it just serves as an example that shows a way that you can live as you grow older, without having to give up your passion or your interests.
I know that when I first got into fandom, in the early 80s, I was joining fan-groups that were, necessarily, run by adults (in their 30s-50s). I mean, because to run a fan-group, or organize a convention, you had to be an adult who could handle money and enter into contracts and stuff. I went to conventions and met a lot of older people, too.
There just weren't any distinctions based on age at that time. There wasn't any sense that fandom wasn't for adults, because fandom as it was understood at that time had *originated* with adults. I mean, I'm going back to the 30s, when Worldcon started; or like, the "save Star Trek" campaign of the 60s, which was spearheaded by adults (mainly women, many of whom were extremely into Kirk/Spock).
That was definitely still the feeling in fandom when I was getting involved in the 80s. And I benefited from adults who were really welcoming to a 14 year old, and really encouraging of my earliest efforts in fanfic and fan-art. I met plenty of people in their 50s and 60s who were clearly successful, independent adults, and this was just their thing. Genre fandom is no more "childish" than, say, sports fandom, which is extremely mainstream.
This weird undercurrent of ageism in fandom is very new. And usually it seems like it's pretty misogynist in its expression.
The thing about your life and your interests is that there's really no age at which you need to stop being You. Maybe you'll enter into a phase of life in which whatever you're doing, be it family or career or lifestyle, takes up too much of your time for you to spare much energy for the kinds of fandom activities you once enjoyed, and that's okay. It's quite a different thing from thinking you'll hit age 25 or 30 and say "welp! I'm not allowed to be a fan of Star Wars any more!"
It doesn't usually work like that. I think people who think it does work that way are overly concerned about what *they think* "society" will think of them for still having... interests. And like, man, I get that. There's a lot of social milieus out there that can be really unforgiving of deviation from their norm, and if you're trapped in that, it sucks, and it takes a lot of emotional energy to withstand it, let alone stand up to it.
I got lucky, I think. I was always open about my interests and activities. There are people in my life who haven't really *understood* it, but they don't give me grief over it. But I also have to point to those fandom adults I met as a young teen, for giving me the feeling that it was okay to be "weird", even once you were an adult.
I expect I'll still be reading fanfic and drawing fan-art when I'm old, even if I have no idea right now what new loves and passions will come along. (That's the endless fun of a life in fandom, really. You never know what wonderful thing you'll discover next.) We are *definitely* going to have cosplay in the retirement home. ;-)
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#4
Very Important Shots of Stanford Pines
So I was discussing butt puns with @gin-juice-tonic, as you do (specifically on account of his little series from yesterday), when I happened to comment, “granted, Ford is the one, canonically, with the ass, while Stan, bless his heart, is not.“ The sort of statement one makes when one feels sure that what one is saying is common knowledge. I forgot that what was common knowledge in the fandom ca. 6 years ago (born of consensus through many discussion posts) is not necessarily common knowledge in the fandom today. Resulting in the following exchange:
Gin: you cant just say ford canon has an ass and not elaborate on
Me: Ford is the one with the canon ass shots!
Gin: WHEN
This took me all of 5 minutes (to call up the eps and take screenshots; no I did NOT have these saved to a folder on my computer):
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220 notes - Posted June 28, 2022
#3
Earlier I read a post (reblogged by @scribefindegil) that was about how people criticize stories that feature children having to fight the Big Evil themselves, and often these are criticisms of “child soldiers” and “where are the parents”, etc. I admit, I’ve had that criticism of some works, myself; and the post is making the point that the people most likely to criticize those aspects of that kind of story aren’t the actual target audience. Which I get!
I’m mentioning that and linking to the post because I did not want to append this in a reblog of it, since this is not meant to be a refutation of the point, or anything. It’s just that reading that reminded me of a thing that I Really Like About Gravity Falls, and it seemed like a good jumping off point for summarizing those thoughts. (In this, a week where we’re celebrating GF leading up to the 10th anniversary.)
You all will recognize the sequence above, of course!
I came to Gravity Falls as an adult; and, while I love Dipper and Mabel, and love watching their adventures and their growth, they weren’t my point of identification with the series. (I’m putting that as an “and” and not a “so” or “therefore”, because I think it’s perfectly valid for adults who watched and loved the series to identify with Dipper and Mabel! I’m just saying this from my own perspective.)
Gravity Falls, obviously, is a balancing act (in the first season especially) with allowing the kids to have all kinds of adventures, some of which are Very Hairy, while keeping the main “parental” / adult authority figure (Stan) sidelined from those events for various reasons. And the thing is, that worked for me. While you are watching Season 1, I think, the impression you get is that Stan might be oblivious to some of the supernatural stuff Dipper and Mabel are dealing with; and at least, that’s what the kids believe. (Of course we know Stan has his own deal going on and we don’t know what that is; and I know people watching S1 really question whether Stan is as oblivious as he sometimes seems.)
That works better for me than “the adults all know about the Big Evil (or the Big Problem or what have you), but they feel they cannot do anything about it and so they will not do anything about it”.
In Stan’s case, of course, we finally get an explanation for his whole deal, and THEN the show addresses his absence from some of the supernatural problems. He hangs a lantern on it by saying that he thought pretending he didn’t know would keep the kids from finding out, and keep them safe. (Who knows if that really would have worked, had Dipper not found Journal 3? I mean, probably not. But Stan did not know that Dipper had a source telling him all about a bunch of the supernatural stuff, in his hands.)
Anyway -- what we see during Season 1 is that Dipper and Mabel are very capable of dealing with things themselves. They’re brave and resourceful. They’re not stepping up because the adults won’t, or can’t. In fact, despite Dipper’s protests, they spend S1 hiding most of their adventures from Stan. (Or certainly not bringing him into their confidence; until the very end.)
But what I love is that even though Dipper and Mabel are very brave and resourceful, when push comes to shove (and when circumstances align), an adult steps up, and helps them with problems they can’t (and probably shouldn’t be) handle on their own. (See Stan’s entrance in “Scary-oke”, above.)
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281 notes - Posted June 9, 2022
#2
HOLY COW! Something to look forward too! (These are super cute IMO.)
No word on price yet, I think? (The Amphibia chibi plush were $15, but they were 7", while he says these will be 10"; so they might be a bit more?)
Link to tweet.
Text from tweet by GravityFallsCipher, TheMysteryofGF on Twitter: I may have had to make a deal with a certain three-sided polygon but your favorite #GravityFalls Grunkles will soon be available in plush form starting in Spring 2023 coming exclusively to http://TheMysteryShack.com.
Made in collaboration with @kayochins alongside the chibi plush. These are a bit larger than those around 10" tall and a slightly different visual style.
(Features photos of a Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford plush in a somewhat chibi style. Stan is wearing his Mr. Mystery outfit. Ford is swearing the outfit he wore in the show, but the prototype is missing the belt across his chest.)
More info when it becomes available!
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My #1 post of 2022
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Time Loop???!
For the tag game
I got two asks on this one, so I'll post the excerpt here and the details on the other ask :)
The first thing that happened was that Voldemort died.
His own spell rebounded because of the accursed Elder Wand. Harry Potter rambling on about a series of increasingly implausible coincidences that made Voldemort even more aggravated at himself for not having finished the boy off at fourteen.
He woke to blinding light, a clean white space, hushed and still. As he sat up gingerly, it reshaped itself around him till he found himself in a washed-out version of Ollivander’s wand shop.
There was an empty cage by the register that had once housed a sleepy little owl, a pipe resting on the desk, occasionally emitting a plume of smoke. Shelves crammed with wand boxes reached up to the high ceiling, teetering forward, threatening to topple upon him. It was all as it had been when he’d visited at eleven, a memory so old he’d thought it lost for good.
“Good Lord, you’ve gotten even uglier since the last time I saw you.” A woman’s voice, unmistakable even after all these years. He looked up.
Mrs Cole stood where Ollivander ought to have been, hands on her bony hips. The last time he’d seen her, he’d drenched her body with gin and set it alight. He’d never found out if Wool’s had gone up in flames with her. Hadn’t cared anymore by then.
“I’m surprised you recognise me,” he said.
“Pah.” Her gaze was familiar in its disdain. “Only because I knew you’d be here.”
“This is the end then?”After everything he’d sacrificed, everything he’d achieved, Voldemort had still lost.
“Oh no,” she said, red lips twisting unpleasantly. “This is just the beginning.”
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Ok I stg I saw a post on here about rating bands based on whether or not you would want *band name* in your house but I can't find it now and it's been living in my head rent free for weeks. I have an incomplete list:
Cool, no drawbacks:
neon trees, glass animals, the cure, nirvana, mamas and the papas (that's just a family reunion), blondie (I know some), air supply, magic!, everclear
Cool, minor drawbacks:
the eagles, the mountain goats, the wombats, the flamingos, the animals, the penguins, toto (not my dog), American authors (only the cool ones pls)
Cool, but AHHH:
rolling stones, grateful dead, talking heads (with bodies or?), googoo dolls (creepy), Gorillaz, Monkees, artic monkeys (monkeys/apes are dangerous man), electric light orchestra, orchestral manoeuvres in the dark (no room), owl city (I like birds but this is just out of hand)
Depends:
violent femmes (how violent?), imagine dragons (imaginary dragons or...), presidents of the usa (some are more chill than others), gin blossoms (sounds cool but tf is it?)
I already have it:
the doors, non stick pans, guns n roses (I'm an American), ACDC, REM, nine inch nails, tool, the yellow dress, black eyed peas (pantry), red hot chili peppers, cranberries, blind melon (fridge), vanilla ice (freezer), aqua, Weezer (I'm asthmatic lol)
Random people:
beach boys (I don't live near a beach, you are lost) 21 pilots (too many people), men without hats, indigo girls, village people, 4 non blondes, good Charlotte (seem chill), snow patrol (it doesn't snow here you are very lost), motley Crue (sounds like trouble), pet shop boys, sons of the pioneers (mormons), foo fighters (who is foo and what do they want?), echo and the bunnymen (furries?) postal service, girl in red
Too big:
the cars, Linkin Park, led Zeppelin, starship, b52s, jet, Asia, Europe, Berlin, Boston, America, Kansas
Nope:
earth wind and fire, smashing pumpkins (big mess), the police (stay tf out of my house), scorpions, blue oyster cult, the cult, the church, hootie and the blowfish (no fish tanks), modest mouse (no mice pls), flock of seagulls (evil birds), whitesnake, barenaked ladies, souxie and the banshees, bowling for soup, modern baseball (not inside pls), lemon demon
Would kill me:
the killers, def leppard, Slayer, poison
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I posted 9,824 times in 2022
That's 6,815 more posts than 2021!
30 posts created (0%)
9,794 posts reblogged (100%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@gin-juice-tonic
@tazmiilly
@thedragonemperess
@moringmark
@bayuubee
I tagged 357 of my posts in 2022
#phineas and ferb - 63 posts
#pnf - 60 posts
#tmnt - 49 posts
#my art - 43 posts
#rb - 36 posts
#tmnt 2003 - 35 posts
#the owl house - 31 posts
#toh - 29 posts
#rottmnt - 21 posts
#fanart - 20 posts
Longest Tag: 123 characters
#idk how much shenanigans we'll see in s3 but i am happily going to procure shenanigans for them on my own throughout hiatus
My Top Posts in 2022:
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spicynoodles animatic! short but sweet
reblogs appreciated!
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#3
edited two more shirakumos! they are so scrunkly and I think about them all the time
other edit:
more versions under cut!
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#2
decided to unwhitewash oboro cuz the anime did them DIRTY
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Bath hinny
Thanks for the prompt! post-hogwarts domestic silliness
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BATH
The edge of the bed moved and Ginny opened an eye to see Harry crawling into bed. She slid over and wrapped an arm around his back.
“Mmm… I thought you weren’t coming til tonight,” she murmured in his ear, before giving his neck a small kiss.
“I’m only here for an hour or so,” he rolled over and swept a hand across her pregnant belly. “I wanted to come by and check on you.”
“I’m glad you did,” she whispered, with a smile. “Did you get em?”
“Oh is that all you care about?” he asked with a chuckle before turning over to give her a kiss on the lips. “Yeah, I got them.”
“How many?”
“Was I supposed to get more than a dozen?”
“I suppose not,” she huffed. “Well, we might as well get up. I’m sure James has already started crawling out of his crib.”
“That and you want the donuts I brought.”
“That too,” she laughed. “Do you want to come down, or do you want to kip for a bit.”
“A kip sounds great, actually,” he said with a sigh. “Save a donut for me?”
“How about if I save the donut you, you fix the doorbell.”
“It’s on my list!”
“Been on there for a while.”
“I’ll get to it tonight,” he promised, rolling on to his side.
“I’ll save you a donut then,” she moaned as she got up, feeling the baby press on her bladder uncomfortably. “Ugh… How much longer do I have to put up with this?”
“Six weeks?”
“Unfair. Next time you do it!” she called as she left.
She’d finished in the toilet when she heard the slapping of tiny bare feet that came to a pause in front of the bathroom door. “Mumma, I’m hungry.”
“Well you’re in luck, James. Daddy brought us donuts!”
“Mmm! My donuts!”
She opened the door, and there stood James, hair every bit as untidy as his father’s, though a dark auburn instead of black. He was squinting up at her, hazel eyes every bit as blind as his father’s. She grabbed his tiny red glasses and put them around his head.
“We’ll be sharing the donuts.”
“No! My donuts!” he declared with a stomp of his foot.
“I’ll get the paper and meet you in the kitchen for us to share them.”
The owl had dropped the paper a good few meters from the front door, but she saw no point in putting on shoes or a jacket to grab it. She waddled her way to the paper and struggled into a squat.
“Should’ve brought your wand, you ninny,” she inelegantly grunted to herself. She nearly toppled but managed to pick up the paper on the third attempt. She waddled back to the door and turned the knob- only for it to stay locked in place. She tried it again, but it stayed firmly in place. “No… No no no…”
She didn’t bother with the doorbell that had been broken for weeks. Instead she loudly knocked on her own front door.
A good minute passed, but there was nothing.
“Harry!” she yelled, slapping the door, and wrapping her arms around her middle. It was far colder than she’d anticipated. She slapped the door some more, but there was nothing. The spare key was under a rock she knew there was no way she’d be able to reach. The only way left in was, perhaps, the questroom’s bath window Teddy had a habit of leaving unlocked.
She tiptoed across the dewy grass, cursing under her breath at every errant pebble. She reached the window, and blessedly, it was unlocked! It was quite high, and got stuck halfway open, but she managed to crawl up and get halfway through, when she saw James.
He had the box of donuts seated on the closed toilet’s lid, and already had chocolate glaze covering his face and hands.
“James! Just what do you think you’re doing?”
His eyes widened and he began to shove donuts into his mouth at a blazing pace.
“James! Stop right now!” she commanded him, crawling forward as much as she could until her belly lodged and she couldn’t move another inch.
“Harry!” she yelled. “Harry come downstairs! I’m stuck in the window!!”
Time passed and there was nothing.
“James! I need you to stop eating donuts and go get your dad! Mummy’s stuck in the window.”
The toddler turned to her and gave a skeptical look.
“My donuts.”
With this said, he continued to stuff his face.
She was going to kill her son.
“James, darling,” she tried sweetly. “You love your Mummy, don’t you? You want to help her don’t you?”
How could one toddler have eaten seven donuts in minutes? Her arms dangled uselessly.
“Do you want to be a big strong hero like Daddy?”
Nine donuts and his pace was finally slowing down.
“I need you to help me, James! Go get Daddy!”
Ten donuts and he finally made eye contact with her again.
He grabbed an eleventh donut from the box and reach on his tippy toes to put a chocolate donut in her hand.
“Thank you, James. Now, go get your Daddy!”
He nodded and padded away, but not before leaving a chocolate hand print on the door frame.
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Harry woke to James puking next to his bed, then came the subsequent wailing.
“Oh no! It’s okay…” he said, trying not to retch at the smell. “That’s a lad, let’s get you cleaned up.”
It took a while to get James to stop sicking up, and cleaning up the mess. He’d just finished changing James’s clothes when it occurred to him, he had no idea where Ginny was.
“Gin!” he called out, carrying James on his hip as he searched through the house. “Gin where—”
He stopped in his tracks before bursting out into laughter.
His wife was half-way through a window, chocolate frosting on one of her cheeks and a half eaten donut in her mouth.
“Ahm fere,” she answered through the pastry in her mouth before swallowing. “You’d better fix that bloody doorbell.”
“We had a deal didn’t we?” he said with a wink, before leaning down and grabbing the last donut.
#hinny#my writing#hp fanfic#bath#donuts#james sirius potter#ginny potter#harry potter#domestic#bathroom#fic
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First Line Meme
Rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories. see if there are any patterns. then tag your favorite authors.
Thanks to the lovely @catsafarithewriter for tagging me to do this! I’ll include some stuff from my WIPs that will definitely be dropping at some stage so its not just a copy paste of my posted stuff :)
All of these ca be found on my ao3 btw ;)
Helluva Boss stuff -
Halo (WIP)
“Stolas could tell something was wrong when he woke up that morning, but he didn't know just how wrong things would go.”
Satellite (WIP)
“Blitz leant back against Stolas’ chest feathers and sighed contentedly.“
Singn’ and Dancin’
“Stolas huffed a heavy sigh as he sat back in his chair, more than a little frustrated.“
Stealth 101
“Yeah, sure, sounds grand,” Octavia said, holding her phone to her ear. “Perfect, I’ll see you then.”
Leaving This World Behind [personal fave]
“Blitz kicked the balcony door shut, grinding his teeth and muttering. Throwing the book onto the floor. Fuck today. Fuck today sideways with a rusty spoon.”
Everglow
“Falling. In his dreams, he was always falling.“
Starlight
“Stolas had always loved space. Even floating through it on occasion.”
Antigravity [another personal fave]
“Blitz scaled the wall as was his usual habit and climbed up onto Stolas’ bedroom balcony, heaving himself up and landing on his feet from months of practice.”
This Endless Endeavour
“Stolas woke slowly, the day and the sunlight dragging him into wakefulness. Out of habit he checked his phone – just in case Blitz had gotten in touch. But there was nothing. Not a text, a call, or anything.”
Disappear [because i like pain and i like tears]
“Blitz heard the loud beeping of his phone alarm and groaned, forcing his eyes to open.”
Revelations
“Blitzo struggled against the ropes binding his wrists behind his back, the rope rubbing against his already raw and bleeding skin. Cursing under his breath.”
Earthrise [i love this one so much]
“ As cliché as it sounded, when Stolas met Blitz, his whole world changed.“
Icarus
“If Blitzo was good at anything, it was fucking shit up.”
Otherworldly
“ If Blitz was asked to describe his opinion of prince Stolas honestly, he’d struggle.”
Annihalated Love
“Stolas sat on the steps of his palace, listening to the sounds of a damaged muffler as he watched Blitzo's van speed away like the imp just couldn't get away from his fast enough.”
Helluva House [Owl house and HB crossover]
“ Blitzo stood and watched his darling Loonie read out the spell from Stolas' grimoire and draw the symbol to open up the portal to the human world.”
Non HB stuff -
The Riverbank Bakery [WitW]
“Ratty stood outside the newly sprung-up establishment on the riverbank, hands on his hips, eyeing the place up and down.”
Can We Survive This? [Bleach]
“When Gin woke up that morning, he knew something was wrong.”
To Curse Oneself [cat returns]
“Baron sighed as he watched Haru walk through the portal back home again. leaving his world of adventure and magic behind, and him with that empty feeling in his chest.”
The Nowhere King [bleach and one of my better horror fics]
“Gin followed Sousuke obediently down the street in the human world, their jobs done for now.”
#fanfic meme#helluva boss#stolitz fic recs i guess?#I try to set mood and character with my first few lines#and pack a suckerpunch with my last ones#Like annihalated love#or i just set the tone to be very mundane and slowly ramp up the horror in some#usually i just establish scene#first lines are hard#but i like to think im not terrible#honestly its my last few lines of any piece that are my best#i do love me a wham ending#thaks Cat for tagging me for this!#it was fun#also 20 stories is a lot#so i picked the better ones
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Love that Luz now has Amity’s necklace!!!
#luz noceda#luz toh#luz owl house#luz the owl house#amity blight#toh amity#owl house spoilers#the owl house spoilers#toh spoile#toh#the owl house#owl house#love that for her <333#gin posts owl house
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A Letter from Home
Coming in late on day 2 for this prompt, but I'm happy with how this came out. Another entry for @harryandginuary BINGO event.
O 63: “I’m having the worst day and you've just handed me an envelope with…”
Read it here on AO3!
Rated: Mature
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The rain is incessant.
Everything is saturated with it. Weeks and weeks of staking out this post in the neverending rain, hoping that the dark wizards responsible for a string of muggle disappearances would finally, finally make a move and reveal themselves. The intelligence was good. They were sure. This was the right location. All that was left was to wait.
And wait.
And wait.
And wait.
And Harry was so tired of waiting in this fucking rain, and on today of all fucking days, that he was legitimately considering if being an Auror was really worth it. He couldn't just walk away without consequences. He may have saved the wizarding world from the worst dark wizard in a generation (which, the rational part of him that wasn't quite soaked through with rain reminded him was not a card he would ever play), he still didn't have the standing to just walk away from an unfavorable post. He was a junior Auror. He was only just out of his training and had only just achieved Auror status. So he was stuck with no choice but to wait.
And wait.
And wait.
And wait.
And what's worse is they just received word from Robards that they would have to keep waiting because the intelligence still suggested this was the place they needed to be and the targets were close and they just had to wait and I swear to Merlin I cannot wait in this fucking rain anymore.
"Auror Potter!"
Despite the fact that Harry was younger and had less training, Junior Auror Jeffrey Wilson insisted on referring to Harry in a tone and with an honorific that placed Harry at a higher level of seniority. In fact, several of the Junior Aurors referred to him this way. Harry gritted his teeth at the continued use of the title.
"It's just Harry."
"Right, sir. Sorry, sir."
"No, Jeff. Not sir. Just Harry."
"Oh. Uh, right, si- Harry."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Did you need something, Jeff?"
"Oh! Yes, sir." Harry bit back the angry retort at the use of sir again, and took the item Jeff was holding out to him. "A letter came for you."
"A letter?" Harry looked dubiously at the envelope in his hands. "I thought they were blocking our post."
"I don't know, sir. It came with our weekly rations from the Ministry, not by owl. Seems to be for you, though."
Harry looked down at the letter in his hands, and his heart warmed at the familiar script that curled and twisted into his name. “Jeff, you are officially my favorite person here.”
“Oh, thank you, sir! That’s wonderful!” Harry stifled a groan at the man’s overreaction to his offhand comment. “Uh, sir? What did I do?”
“It’s just Harry, Jeff. Not sir.” Why did he bother correcting him when it seemed like he would never learn. “It’s just that it’s my birthday-”
“Oh, happy birthday, sir!”
“-and we are stuck out here in the rain on this awful stakeout. I’m having the worst day, and you've just handed me an envelope with a letter from the love of my life. It’s just about the best present you could have given me.”
“Oh, well you’re welcome, sir.” Harry shot him a glare that caused him to stagger a step under its weight. “Uh, Harry. You’re welcome Harry.” He scurried away swiftly after that.
Harry flipped the letter over and broke the seal. He was immediately surrounded with the comforting scent of warm treacle tart, the earthy scent of a broomstick handle, and the flowery scent that had him momentarily transported back home to his bed and wrapped in Ginny’s arms again. He didn’t know how she managed to package everything he loved into this little paper box, but he was nearly overcome with longing, desire, and gratitude before even opening the letter inside.
He removed the letter from the envelope, fingers trembling slightly. He unfolded it, and began to read:
My love,
I miss you so much that I don’t even know where to start. Remember to thank Robards for allowing me to include it in the supplies. I may or may not have yelled at him that the man who saved the whole wizarding world, including Robard’s own useless ass, deserved to receive at least a letter on his birthday. I’m not even a little sorry for doing it either.
Mum wants to have a party for you as soon as you’re back, so she’s requiring everyone to keep Saturday evenings free until you get back. That resulted in a (not so) small amount of muttering about wasted weekends, but you know mum who shut them all up quickly. I only hope that she does not preemptively prepare a feast every Saturday just in case you turn up at the last minute. I don’t know if I have the heart to tell her that if you do show up without warning on a Saturday that we will not be making an appearance at a party that same night. Honestly, she may have birthed seven kids, but I am not prepared to discuss sex plans with my mother.
Hermione helped me charm this letter so that it smells like Amortentia to whoever holds it. I hope you like it, and I hope it reminds you of that weekend we spent at Grimmauld Place during Christmas of my seventh year. If it didn’t, I hope that’s what you’re thinking of now.
Did I ever tell you my Amortentia smelled like? I don’t think I got a chance, since that was during my sixth year and you were away. I smell yeast dough and cinnamon, like the cinnamon buns that mum makes on Christmas morning. I smell the crisp, clean scent of new clothes and new shoes. And finally, I smell you, which is vaguely spicy and and dark, with earthy tones to it, like your Auror robes smell like when you return from long trips. I can still remember walking into Slughorn’s classroom and nearly being thrown backwards by the smell of it. It smelled of you so strongly that I searched for you in that room before I realized that it was a potion and not the real thing.
Writing this letter to you is bringing up all kinds of memories of my seventh year, while I was at Hogwarts and you were always just an owl away. I know it was only a few years ago, but I feel like we were such different people then. In that first year after the war, we were so broken down and struggling to come to terms with the post-war world. I’m proud of us for figuring out together how to navigate this new world. After the summer we spent barely apart, I thought we could never deal with just letters and a few Hogsmede trips, but it was leagues better than the year prior.
I cannot wait for you to be home again. I’ve thought extensively on what that first day would be like when you finally return. I would feed you first, of course, because I know that you always come home from missions hungry. Something light, I think. Sandwiches, maybe, full of crisp green lettuce and juicy tomatoes. Then, I would take you upstairs, peel all of your clothes off and draw us a warm bath.
Do you remember the bath we took together after the Quidditch game against the Tornados my first year on the Harpies? We lost so miserably, and I was so worn down from the match. You took me in the bath, filled with rose oil and petals, and rubbed down all of my sore and tired muscles until I was putty in your lap. Then you made love to me slowly while the water cooled around us, and I swear that I have never orgasmed as hard as I did that night. I’ve been revisiting that memory a lot these last few weeks while you’ve been away, particularly when I’m alone in that great big bathtub, and my hand slips underneath the water and between my legs…
Did I mention I miss you? Because I do. Touching myself never feels as good as when you touch me.
I hope you come home again soon. I've been keeping busy with my training schedule during the day, but my nights are empty without you. I've been spending some nights with mum and dad or Ron and Hermione because I hate being here when you are so far away.
I miss you, and I'll be here planning for the night you come home until I see you again.
Yours eternally,
Ginny
Harry reread the letter twice more, then held the paper to his chest and breathed in deeply the scents of Ginny and home. The letter was wonderful, but it also left him feeling empty. Reading her words wasn't half as good as having her in his arms.
Harry looked up and caught movement at the house they've been watching for weeks. He waited another minute and, sure enough, it's what they've been carefully waiting and watching and hoping to find.
Wait for me, Gin, he thought as he foldrd the letter and sounded the silent alarm. I'll be home tonight.
#harry and ginuary#ginuary bingo#harry and ginuary bingo#harry potter#ginny weasley#hinny#harry and ginny#snitchwrites
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"straight as a ruler"
Hey yall, here’s the long-awaited deamus fic that we’ve all been waiting for! If you want to follow my tumblr, it’s on my instagram profile now :). And if anyone from tumblr wants to follow my instagram, my handle’s @em.jade_dragon on there! Do like, share, save, reblog etc my posts, it really helps! More interaction (i.e interaction with my stories, commenting) would be very much appreciated :D. Anyways, without further ado, let’s get into things!
This is an eighth-year AU. TW/CW: food, alcohol, parties. stay safe everyone!
After the war, Professor McGonagall (now headmistress) invited all of the previous seventh-years back to Hogwarts to give them the chance to learn all of what they missed out on, as well as complete their NEWTs if they wished to do so. Most of the students did end up returning, even though a lot of them already had jobs (or offers that they had accepted).
The “eighth-years” were given their very own common room, and Dean was very glad for this.
It had been a relatively easy Saturday, and now, it was around 6pm, and the sun had just set. And because it was a Saturday, everyone was prepared for the event they all looked forward to - the weekly eight-year party.
When Dean finally arrived on scene, albeit slightly late due to some solo quidditch practise (they didn't have any teams, but the eighth-years often had fun matches that were inter-house) to take his mind off something that had been bugging him for a while: Seamus. he couldn't quite put a finger on why he was having that nagging, butterfly-feeling in his stomach whenever he thought of his late best friend, but he kept on ignoring it hoping it'd go a way. He had the slightest suspicion what it might've been - after all, Dean was pretty sure he was pansexual, so it wasn't completely unexpected. But he'd intentionally tried to forget about it. He had, for a little, whilst he was outside, but now, as he entered the common room, he grew queasy again knowing his best friend would be looking for him.
As soon as he stepped foot inside, he noticed that a lot of people were already half-wasted. He must've been later than he thought.
"Dean-y, there you are!" He turned to see Ginny Weasley bounding towards him cheerfully, her eyes a little glassy. Other than that, she appeared to be pretty sober.
"Gin, hey," Dean replied, giving her a light hug. They'd dated for a short while previously, but had broken it off after they both realised they were better of as friends. He was glad for that - they'd never have worked out, not when Ginny was practically in love with another classmate of theirs (spoiler alert - it wasn't Harry). He knew she, Neville and Luna had snuck into the party again. Not that anybody minded.
Ginny laughed loudly, and ran a hand through her cropped shoulder-length hair. She'd reportedly gotten Neville to cut it for her. "Needed a change", Dean remembered her telling him a month back. It suited her.
"Dean, helloOo?" Ginny waved her hand in his face, and Dean blinked. "Come on, let's go say hi to everyone else!" she said, and promptly dragged him to the end corner of the room. There, on the couch, sat the golden trio, squished in with the bronze trio group. Neville and Luna were there too - Neville and Blaise were engaged in a flirty conversation on the floor, and Luna smiling fondly at them. She turned when Dean and Ginny approached.
"Oh, hello, Dean. How was quidditch practise?" she asked sweetly. He told her it was fine and she nodded. "Got a case of wrack spurts around you. Seamus, too."
Dean wondered what it meant. He was about to ask but before he could Ginny had strolled up to her girlfriend and had begun kissing Luna rather passionately. Sighing, he sat down near Blaise.
Hermione and Ron were cackling loudly with Pansy, who was telling a story involving Draco and the giant squid. Draco was silently sulking, leaning against Harry who was playing mindlessly with his partner's hair.
"Dean, mate, you made it!" Harry said, nodding at him.
He smiled slightly. "Yeah. What'd I miss?"
"Well, Dray here's been traumatised by Pansy and Ron and 'Mione-"
"-They were not!-" Pansy cut in, now listening to the conversation as Hermione and Ron started discussing something about Percy Weasley and his new relationship with Oliver Wood.
Dean and Harry laughed. Malfoy scowled, but their eyes were light.
"-Anyways, Ron and 'Mione and I had a fun time teasing Blaise and Nev, and at some point we were all dancing to ABBA music but we settled down again." Harry continued.
Ron nodded. He made a terrible impression of Parvati and Lavender, who had been singing along, before he stopped and seemed to remember something. "Oh yeah, and Seamus came looking for you. Not sure where he's gone now, but Luna said something about some girl rejecting him and now he's probably sulking-"
Luna, by this point, had tuned into the conversation, with Ginny now sitting in her lap and gazing lovingly at her.
"I never said she was a she, Ron. But yes, he had quite a lot of fuzz around his head."
"You should go check on him, mate, he's your bestie!" Ginny suddenly exclaimed, her voice slurring. Dean nodded and got up, exiting the scene.
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Despite having left his circle of friends rather swiftly, Dean had been interrupted several times for small chats and drinks with people in the room before he could even start searching for Seamus. He'd heard the latest gossip from Padma Patil and Wayne Hopkins, been given a bottle of fire whisky from Theo Nott, and had discussed the uses of owl feathers with owl enthusiast Michael Corner. At this point he'd gotten rather tired and was a tad bit intoxicated.
He ended exiting the common room and heading down into a more quiet hallway to try and sober up, when he'd heard quiet sniffling in the corner. Curious, Dean cautiously approached the noise to find Seamus sitting hunched against the wall, a bottle cradled in his palms.
When Dean approached him, Seamus looked up and wiped the tears from his eyes rather swiftly.
"Guess you finally decided to turn up whilst your best mate got his heart broken, huh?" he said bitterly, his Irish accent coming out thicker than it usually did. Dean's heart melted a little, and he felt incredibly guilty.
"Seamus, I'm so sorry I was clearing my head out a bit at the quidditch pitch and lost track of time, I feel awful I-" Seamus put a hand up, telling him to stop. He stood up and put the bottle on the floor. Dean couldn't help but notice how soft Seamus' hair looked tonight, and how toned his muscles were through the thin school shirt.
Seamus, unfortunately, noticed Dean's staring. "What're you staring at for?"
"I- nothing", Dean said quickly, awkwardly scratching his neck, looking away at the wall for a second. He'd forgotten how incredibly fit the Irish boy was, even though he was both taller and more muscular than Seamus.
They stood in silence a bit, before Seamus spoke up. "I asked someone out today. Thought I'd give m'self a shot, y'know? But they said no. It wasn't a girl who- who rejected me. It-" he breathed out shakily, and Dean realised how incredibly shattered he was, and put a hand on Seamus' arm without thinking about it too much. "-It was a guy. Stephen something from Ravenclaw."
Dean didn't know what to say. He had wondered if his best friend had been 'bent', but never really thought about it too deeply. Inwardly he felt his guts churn and he suddenly felt strangely content, but he wasn't sure why "I- I'm so sorry mate, that's awful," he began, and trying to lighten the atmosphere, continued, "Maybe Steph wasn't into white guys?"
His best mate laughed, and it was a broken, hollow sound. "Thanks Dean-o, really makes meh feel better. Perhaps he's into you, eh?"
"I- well I'm not into him-" he began, but Seamus cut him off.
"Bloody no shit, you're straight as a ruler!"
"But I'm not. Straight as a ruler, you say. I'm- I think I'm pan, Shay."
"I- what?" Somehow, without Dean realising, Seamus had brought his hands onto his chest. And now all he could feel was his calloused palms digging slightly onto his chest, over his erratically beating heart. "I thought I was the gay bloke out of the two of us! Like, I dunno, at least the only fruity one."
"I guess you thought wrong." Dean said awkwardly.
"I guess I did."
They stood there for another minute, staring at each other.
And suddenly Dean remembered that he was still holding onto Seamus rather tightly, so he made to let go, when he felt hands sliding down to his waist and gripping him.
Astonished, he glanced up from staring at the floor and looked into his best mate's deep brown eyes. He reached his other hand out unconsciously, cupping his chin.
"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Shay said, the lilt in his tongue sounding for some reason really hot.
Next thing Dean knew, Seamus had crashed his lips onto him, pushing him into the opposite wall of the narrow corridor.
He didn't respond at first. Seamus stopped for a second, pulling back. "Kiss me back, you dolt, or I swear to merlin I'll be punching that fucking sexy face of yours-"
Next thing Seamus knew, Dean was snogging him back.
~fin
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Hello! I am still writing the posts about the characters (also thanks to everyone who helped!!), I've made more posts, now we have 30 character posts. I will only post to the next 34 character posts after I finish all of them, I won't wait and show them all in this post because 54 characters in one post is a lot I think ^-^;
Also, here's the previous post
Dimentio - Super Paper Mario
Donatello Hamato - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Elidibus - Final Fantasy XIV
Empty Child - Doctor Who
Gabriel - Ultrakill
Gin - Hotarubi no Mori e
Gothi - Fools Gold
Gugu - To Your Eternity
Hexadecimal - Reboot
Hunter - The Owl House
Jason Voorhees - Friday the 13th
Jeritza - Fire Emblem
Joker - Persona 5
K - Zero Escape
Kakashi Hatake - Naruto
Korekiyo Shinguji - Danganropa
Leibniz - Blaster Master Zero
Mask - Coroika
Mask - Wandersong
Masked Disciple - The Great Ace Attorney
#the great ace attorney#Wandersong#Coroika#Blaster Master Zero#Danganronpa#Naruto#Zero Escape#Persona 5#Fire Emblem#Friday the 13th#The Owl House#to your eternity#Reboot#Fools Gold#hotarubi no mori e#Ultrakill#Doctor Who#Final Fantasy XIV#Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#Super paper Mario
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You Are My Home
Ron Weasley x Reader
Word Count: 3.8k
Warnings: Abusive father, alcoholism
A/N: This lil fic was requested by @obsessedwithrandomthings <3 Congrats on 300 love! The prompts were “kiss me” and “you make me feel safe.” My requests are OPEN! and there is a prompt list somewhere on my dash if you’d like to request something. I was planning on posting this 2 hours ago, but tumblr got annoying and deleted it from my queue. So reblog, comment, like, all that fun stuff pleasssse! Feedback always welcome! Happy reading!
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Summers at the Burrow were always crazy, but relaxing at the same time. Molly gave her children chores each day, but there was plenty of time for playing quidditch, pranking, and roaming around the muggle village nearby.
While Hogwarts brought excitement and adventure, the Burrow brought time for rejuvenation, well that was when the twins weren’t picking on Ron. But, it was home. It was where he felt the most comfortable, especially when Harry and Hermione were around. Yep, summers at the Burrow were the best place for a kid to grow up.
*Knock, knock, knock*
Being the last one awake, Ron slid off the couch and crept to the door. Ron glanced at the real clock on his way through the kitchen, which read 11:30. Who could be knocking this late at night?
Ron swung the door open to come face to face with Y/N L/N. She was definitely more Ginny’s friend than his, but she was always kind to him and vice versa. And, if he was being honest, he always did have a crush on her. She was so full of life and brightened the lives of everyone who knew her.
“Uhhh, hi. I’m sorry. I was hoping to catch Ginny. But now that I’m realizing what time it is, I realize that that was a silly notion.”
Y/N wouldn’t meet Ron’s eyes, but he could hear the shakiness and uneven vibrato in her voice. When she sniffled, he knew that she had been crying.
“I should go,” she whispered, turning from Ron.
“No, wait. Why don’t you come in. It’s late. I don’t even know how you got here, but it probably wasn’t easy.”
Y/N just nodded and stepped through the doorway. She stood in the kitchen, looking like she didn’t really know what to do, but Ron watched as she timidly wiped her eyes. He knew she was trying to hide whatever she was feeling.
“Are you okay?” Ron blurted out. He couldn’t stand seeing her hear like this.
“I don’t want to bother you with it. Would it be okay if I just waited down here for Ginny? You don’t have to wait up with me, I can just sleep on the couch.”
“No, you can sleep in my room. I’ll sleep on the couch.” If she didn’t want to talk to him, that was fine, but there was no way that he was letting her sleep on that lumpy couch in the living room.
“I don’t want to put you out.” This was not her, not at all.
“You won’t be. I’m sure of it. You may just have to mind the ghoul in the attic,” Ron warned with an airy chuckle. “I’m the room on the top floor. You can’t go any further. Go ahead up. There are t-shirts in the top drawer, you can use one of those for bed.”
Y/N just nodded before turning to walk up the stairs. Before she could get out of Ron’s sight, she paused and looked back at him. “Thank you, Ron,” she said quietly. Even though there weren’t many words, Ron knew that his actions meant the world to her, he could just feel it.
Once he was sure that Y/N was in bed, Ron got comfortable on the couch or as comfortable as he could. He stared at the ceiling wondering why Y/N had just shown up like that. Molly would have no problem with her being there, but it was still strange.
Ron woke up to Ginny, Fred, and George standing over him.
“Good morning, sunshine,” Fred grinned.
“Fall asleep dreaming about a mermaid?” George teased.
“Shove off,” Ron groaned as he rolled over.
“Why are you down here anyways?” Ginny questioned.
At that, Ron shot up, Y/N. “Gin, I think you might want to go up to my room.”
“I’m NOT dealing with the Ghoul again, Ronald.”
“No, no, no. I didn’t sleep down here because of a ghoul. Y/N showed up late last night. She seemed upset. I told her to sleep in my room.” Ginny was out of the room before Ron could even finish his sentence. Her footsteps pounded loudly on the steps. If anyone was still sleeping in the house, they weren’t anymore.
“What do you think that was about?” George wondered out loud.
“Girls are strange beings…” Fred followed, shaking his head.
Ron followed the twins into the kitchen for breakfast, constantly looking at the stairs for Ginny and Y/N’s feet. Breakfast was filled with jokes from the twins and Percy telling them off.
“MUUUUM!” Ginny called from up the stairs, maybe about halfway up.
Ron watched intently for any sign as Molly rushed up the stairs. She didn’t even question it. She had to know that Y/N was in the house by now. Why was he feeling so uneasy about this? Playing with his eggs until Molly emerged again.
“Well dears, it seems that we will be having a guest for the next few weeks,” Molly smiled as she pulled out another plate and set of utensils. “Ronald, you could have woken me up when she arrived last night,” Molly informed him.
“Sorry. You went up so long before she got here,” Ron tried to explain.
“Wittle Ronnikins gave his room up to the pretty girl,” Fred mocked.
“She needed it. You don’t get it.” Ron spat back at him. Ron didn’t know why, but he felt the need to protect her. He needed to pave the path for everything to be alright with her.
“Good morning again,” Ginny said, announcing her re-arrival downstairs.
Ron whipped around fast enough to see Y/N coming down the stairs behind Ginny, smiling timidly at the family she knew so well. This just so wasn’t like her.
“How’d you sleep?” he found himself asking in spite of himself. Maybe he should have just kept quiet.
“Well, thank you. But you can have your bed back. I’m going to stay in with Ginny.” She smiled at him, well what seemed like a genuine smile. Maybe last night was just a fluke and she would be her normal self by this afternoon.
“Y/N, dear. Have some breakfast. I will send an owl to Arthur and tell him to pick up your things.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Weasley.” Something still seemed off about her. Ron looked up slightly, but not enough for his brothers to catch him. He watched her slowly eat the food placed in front of her. He watched the twinge of pain shoot across her face when she turned too quickly to respond to something Percy said. He watched her.
He watched and noticed things in the weeks following the night of her arrival too. She was happier each day, growing more comfortable and relaxed in a way that someone could only do at the Burrow. Ron started spending more time with her too. She would offer to help them all with their chores and some days Ron got lucky. She’d help him all day. She was her playful self. Spraying water at him while they tended to the garden, keeping the clippers out of his reach. It was all the Y/N he was used too.
Ron even got to spend some late nights talking to her. Like him, she was a night owl. She’d stay up until she was practically falling asleep next to him on the couch or outside on the grass. She was at her cutest when she was tired, giggling and trying to keep her eyes open for as long as possible. Ron just adored it.
It was another one of those nights when just Ron and Y/N were still awake with everyone else asleep. Ron sat with his back against the couch and bum on the floor. Y/N had been sitting next to him until she became more tired. She slid towards the floor and laid her head on Ron’s lap, looking up at him.
“You’re beautiful,” he blurted out before he knew what had possessed him. It was just those eyes…Those sleepy, sparkling, beautiful eyes.
“Thank you, Ronald,” Y/N smiled, not really processing what he said.
“Can I ask you something?” Ron continued, not minding that she hadn’t said anything more.
“If you want to ask if you can have a rematch on the quidditch pitch tomorrow, the answer is yes,” she giggled.
“I will take you up on that,” Ron grinned, “but that wasn’t what I was going to ask.”
“Okay, shoot,” Y/N responded as she adjusted on his lap.
“I’ve been wondering this for a while, but when you came here a month or so ago, you were crying. You weren’t yourself. I don’t want to pry or push you, but what was wrong?” Ron felt the confidence leave him as he asked the question. Maybe he should let the reason stay her secret.
Y/N tensed, he could feel it. She was thinking and then sat up, criss cross applesauce, now facing Ron. “I guess I do owe you an explanation, you were so kind to not push me then. I would still be wondering too if I was you.” She rambled. She was still beautiful when she rambled.
“I knew that the Burrow was a safe place. Ginny has always been like a sister to me. I couldn’t be at home anymore. M-my, my dad, he- he drinks…a lot. It’s just me and him at home usually. Mum died when I was little, but I-I think you knew that. Anyways, that’s too much information.”
Y/N took a deep breath before she continued. “So, he drinks. And it just got out of hand that night. I hide it well, bu-but he can hurt me. He doesn’t always use his hands. Sometimes it's with magic, but I was hiding in my room that night. I swear he loves me. He’s my father. I just remind him of mum and it sets him off- I guess? I don’t know. I shouldn’t defend him.” She shook her head as she looked at her hands in her lap.
Ron just took in her words and the grace that she had while telling him her story. How could she be so calm? He felt the rage begin to rise in his chest. No one- No One, should ever want to do anything to harm Y/N. His fists clenched against his sides, but he tried to hide it, even though it could be read clearly across his face.
“But, I managed to get away and grabbed a broom and this is the first place I thought of. Before I knew it, I was at your door and knocking.”
Ron nodded to show he understood and was listening, but he was boiling over.
“I told Ginny the next morning and insisted I tell your mum, even though I didn’t want to. When your mum found out the basis of my situation, she essentially ordered me to stay with you all. I couldn’t say no, but I’m happy she did. This has been one of the best summer holidays I have ever had.” A smile crossed her lips as she thought of the weeks that she had spent in the Burrow.
“You can stay here as long as you want.” Ron told her, straight faced. He didn’t want that man coming anywhere near her again, whether or not he was her father.
“Thanks, Ron. Your mum said the same thing. I like it here…a lot.”
“You can stay here forever even. All school holidays, summer holidays, all of them.”
“I have to go back at some point, Ron.”
“No you don’t,” Ron argued. “You never have too.”
“Okay.” Her words didn’t seem like an agreement, but an understanding. “I’m going to go to bed now, okay? Thank you for listening.” As she stood up, she leaned down to kiss Ron’s cheek. “Good night,” she said softly as she made her way upstairs to Ginny’s room.
Ron sat in the stillness of the living room. He slowly lifted his hand to his cheek. It burned with the blush left from her kiss.
Growing used to the routine with Y/N at the house, Ron adjusted his own to spend even more time with her. Some would even argue that she was starting to spend more time with Ron than with Ginny. They were growing closer and closer and Ron felt like he may combust if his feelings for her grew any larger. He was falling, falling harder than he could ever imagine. His crush was so much more than a crush on the happy, free-spirited girl that was friends with Ginny. He loved that version of her, but also the her he got to know in the evenings and the her that could let loose like no one was watching. He loved all of her.
Then, one morning he woke up later than usual. He’d been kept awake by the soft explosions from the twins’ room and the thoughts about Y/N swirling in his head. When he came down the stairs, Y/N’s bags were all packed at the door.
“What’s going on? Are we going somewhere?” Ron asked as he rubbed his eyes.
“Y/N’s going home.” Ginny replied with a straight face and angry eyes watching the front door closely.
“She’s what? Where is she?”
“Her dad showed up early this morning demanding to see her.” Ginny spit out. Ron could tell she was infuriated.
“Where is she?”
“Outside. He wanted to talk to her.”
“Did anything seem off about him?” Ron’s mind began racing. What if he did something to her? Ron had to be there to protect her.
He flew through the door that Ginny had been watching so intently. He ignored his sister as she called saying that Y/N’s father said not to follow. He tore through the garden that he had tended to so many times with her and past the Weasley’s makeshift quidditch pitch. He ran all the way to the edge of the trees on the property. The moment Y/N spoke, he could pick her voice out of the normal outside noises.
“No. I want to stay here, Dad. Please!”
“You’re coming home. I need your help around the house. You cannot just skirt your responsibilities.” He growled at her.
“I don’t understand. You don’t have to worry about me when I’m here. They’ll take care of me…” she tried to explain.
“I can take care of you just fine. You don’t need to be playing make believe here.”
“Dad. No.” She was standing her ground and Ron was proud of her, he thought maybe he could just watch from a distance just in case. But when he looked at Y/N’s father, something seemed off. He was staggering and stumbling at only 11 o’clock in the morning.
“You are coming home with me, Y/N.” Her dad grabbed her arm harshly.
“Okay, fine, fine,” she conceded. Even from a distance, Ron could see the confidence fade in her eyes just to be replaced by fear. “Just let me go get my stuff.”
“No, we are going now. You humiliated me by having Arthur Weasley show up at MY house to collect your things.”
“Please, dad. My school things are in there. I need them to do my summer work.” Her words became more urgent as though she was trying to calm him down and be reasonable.
“WE ARE GOING NOW!” Y/N tried to pull away, but his grasp was too tight on her wrist. Ron couldn’t take it anymore.
“Let her go!” he yelled.
“This doesn’t concern you,” Y/N’s dad spat in Ron’s direction.
“Ron, it’s really okay,” Y/N said, but her eyes pleaded for help.
“I said, let her go.” Ron repeated, closing the distance between him and Y/N.
“She’s my daughter, under the age of 17, and I can do with her as I please.”
Ron’s eyes flickered to where Y/N’s father held her arm. It seemed to be getting tighter. His nails were practically breaking her flesh.
“Dad, that hurts,” she spoke softly to him, but his grip didn’t loosen. Ron could see the pain emanating in her eyes.
“She said she wants to stay here.” Ron gritted through his teeth, losing his cool.
“Let’s go, Y/N.” Her father yanked her arm so hard that Ron was sure her arm would pop out of her socket.
The tears swelled up in her eyes as she held back her audible cries. “Let her go.” Ron was giving her dad one last chance before…
Once Ron spoke, Y/N’s dad only pulled harder. Ron leaped forward, fist aimed at the man holding onto Y/N. He hit him square in the jaw. When Y/N’s dad recoiled, he lost his grip on Y/N, allowing her to break free.
“Are you okay?” he asked, rushing to her side.
“Yeah, just a little sore,” she lied. Ron stood up beside her to face her dad. The man stood a few inches shorter than Ron, so he had to look up to meet Ron’s fiery stare.
“You need to leave now.” Ron spoke as calmly as he could.
By this point, the commotion had drawn the attention of his family inside. Fred, George, and Arthur Weasley were all running to where Ron stood, Ginny running next to Y/N, helping her up.
“Take Y/N back inside, Gin.” Ron said, not breaking eye contact with her father.
“You can’t just hide my daughter from me.” He dared to speak.
“I’m not hiding her. I’m keeping her safe from you now.” Ron was determined to win this one.
“Mr. L/N. Please leave our property,” Mr. Weasley spoke sternly.
Realizing he was outnumbered, Y/N’s father apparated on the spot. Ron turned instantly to go back to the house and check on her. She had been hurt and he just knew it.
“Gin? Ginny?!” Ron called once he was in the house.
He could hear her soft sniffles and Ginny calmly repeating that she would be okay. He turned into the living room to see Y/N on the couch with Ginny holding her arm and his mum fussing over her. As annoying as her fussing could be to him sometimes, he was never more grateful to have her here taking care of Y/N.
Ron could see the silent tears streaming down her face. His heart ached at the sight, she should never ever cry.
“Y/N? Are you okay?” Ron kept his distance, wanting to be respectful of the people buzzing around her.
“She will be alright,” Molly smiled at the girl, standing up. “Just needs some rest, that’s all.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Weasley,” Y/N whispered, not really making eye contact with anyone around her. Ron could tell that she was embarrassed by the whole situation even though she didn’t need to be.
“Why don’t you come rest in my room,” Ginny offered, being the type of friend that knew Y/N wouldn’t want to be the center of attention all day because of this.
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
Ron couldn’t stop pacing around the ground floor. Not even the twins could bring themselves to tease him over his concern, they were concerned too. Y/N took her meals in Ginny’s room with Ginny and Arthur watched the yard, making sure that her father didn’t return.
The family went up to bed with an uneasiness in the air. Ron walked so slowly past Ginny’s room, hoping to maybe catch Y/N going to the bathroom or something, but he didn’t. So, now he lied awake in his bed, listening to the ghoul make a ruckus in the attic.
When the soft knock echoed off his door, Ron flew to answer it. Y/N stood there, small and shivering. “Can I come in?” she asked quietly.
“Yes, yes, of course.” Ron opened the door wider when he realized she hadn’t been up here since the first night she arrived. Y/N stood in the middle of the room, looking utterly unsure about what to do now.
“You want to sit down?” Ron asked motioning to his bed as he took a seat on the floor.
“I don’t want to put you out.” How was she still so polite and thoughtful?
“Sit, Y/N.” Ron offered softly, not wanting to push too hard.
“I just wanted to thank you, for coming out earlier to help me.”
Ron couldn’t stop himself as he grabbed her hand to reassure her that he was there. “You don’t have to go home ever again…”
“I’ve been home, Ron. For months. A home is a place where you are supposed to feel safe and loved and warm.” She looked up from the floor to look at him for the first time since she entered the room. Oh, how beautiful she was. “You make me feel safe, you are my home. And somehow when I was out there today, I just knew you would come…”
She sank onto the floor next to him and all Ron wanted to do was close the space, but he wanted to make sure that she was comfortable above all else. “The Burrow was a safe haven for me,” she continued, “but you, you made every second here amazing. And it may be silly, but I’ve had this crush on you forever.” Y/N broke eye contact as she spoke the words, slightly embarrassed to be telling him this way, but nevertheless she kept going. She wasn’t going to be scared of this anymore. “But, I can’t help but feel like it’s become more than a crush. I-I think I love you, Ron and I just have this feeling that you might feel that same way?”
The words evaded him. How could he express just how much she meant to him?
“Kiss me” was all he managed. The most beautiful smile he had ever seen spread across her face as she leaned forward into him. Ron couldn’t stop himself from pulling her lips to his to close the space faster. He swore he felt sparks as the kiss deepened and became more passionate. This was it. Ron knew that she was it for him.
When they finally pulled apart for air, he studied her beautiful face so closely that he could see every freckle, every line, and every blemish, but even those were beautiful. “I can be your home as long as you need me too,” he spoke against her lips.
“How does forever sound?” she whispered, closing the gap one more time.
-
Y/N never did have to go back to her father, Ron made sure of that. Ginny was more than happy to let her best friend share her room and keep her things there, but really she snuck up to Ron’s room almost every time they were back at the Burrow.
Forever can seem like an awfully long time, but whenever Ron held her in his arms, forever felt like something he could definitely do, especially for her.
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