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rockingrobin69 · 7 months
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Bright
The poor coaster, shredded to bits, left incriminating marks on his fingers. Blue ink on shabby cardboard, sticky with condensation: now, who thought this was a good idea? Coming tonight. Refusing to acknowledge the increasingly-drunker crowd of his so-called ‘friends’, who finally gave up on trying to get him to play. (Ha. Like he’d ever do anything as silly as participate in magically-binding truth or dare when Potter was in the vicinity). Not looking, still noticing him: an elbow here and a curl there, the heel of his shoe and a finger pointing at something.
Not looking. Sitting in his corner and not looking. Only barely resisting the urge to thunk his head back against the wall, the compulsion to sink into the booth until he disappeared between the cushions. Grabbed his glass for something to do with his hands, found it empty. Above, in the real world, the music had changed into something slow and soft, and Draco, ridiculously, wanted to cry.
“Scoot over, you mopey little thing,” came a shove from his right, then “there you are, you arse, we thought you’d left,” and “Millie! he’s here, c’mon.”
Draco blinked the silliness out of his eyes. Pansy, Greg and Ginny, effectively squishing him into a pitiful sardine. Crossed his arms, tried for a scathing remark, came up short.
“And then I said, if you weren’t such an insufferable bitch, none of this would have happened!”
“Then you kissed her,” Millie, rolling her eyes. “What’s up with Draco? Why’s he making that face?”
“I’m not making a—”
“He’s just brooding because Potter didn’t ask him to dance,” Pansy, shrilly in his ear. “Why don’t you ask him yourself, you berk?”
“Why are you shouting!” Draco roared back.
On the other end of the booth, Greg was sighing into his hands. “D’you guys think Longbottom will show up?”
“Shall we get another round?”
“But you are a berk, Potter’s been trying all night to—”
“Another round! Draco’s on it!” someone shoved at him again, Ginny or Pansy, he couldn’t be sure, all the way around the table until he was thrown out of the booth. “Thanks ever so much, darling!”
Draco—gave up. Huffed something a bit amused and very angry, and mostly tired, slunk his way to the bar. Truly, why did he come tonight, couldn’t remember: something to do with a threat to cut all his hair, or… no, Pansy wasn’t mean tonight. Something like—
“Oof,” a weight at his back, pinning him to the counter. “Sorry, I—shit, sorry, Draco!”
Right. Potter’s familiar smell (firewood and night sky), his warmth, too close. Draco made himself turn with what took improbable strength, to stare at Potter’s pretty face, at his pretty mouth hanging open.
“I’m so sorry. I…”
Behind him, Weasley was giggling, Hermione rolling her eyes. Draco, too familiar with being the butt of the joke, sighed.
“It’s all right. You can get off me now. It’s fine.”
But Potter didn’t move. His hands, empty, trailed either side of Draco on the bar. “You,” he swallowed.
Small between the wood and Potter: “Me.”
“No, that’s not what I… you’re here.”
“Yes. I believe you invited me.”
Potter shook his head, a strangely gentle movement. “I meant, you’re here, right now. I wanted…” Potter-brave, he smiled, leaned closer. It took everything in Draco not to cower away.
“You wanted?” this riot in his chest. Potter’s was rising and falling fast, throat working tightly on a swallow, and another. His face lit up with a smile, unbearably bright.
“Yes,” he said softly.
“I’ve been told,” Draco started, choked, “advised, in fact, to ask you to dance.”
The tilt of his eyebrow was the dearest thing. “Good advice. Reckon you should take it.”
“Do you now,” warm on a startled chuckle, mindlessly pushing closer, to tuck a curl of Potter’s hair behind an ear. Found his hand lingering, just beyond touch: gasped when Potter hummed, leaned into it.
“Ask me.”
Draco forgot how to speak forever. “Want… ah, want to dance, Potter?”
“Why, yes, I do.”
The music came back into existence when he pulled away, something cheery and not at all important. There was a blue mark on Potter’s neck from Draco’s fingers, from the ink, from the coaster. Draco couldn’t stop staring. Felt oddly pleased at this unintentional mark, doubly so when Potter turned to look at him, molten-gold and so pretty.
“Coming?” with his hand outstretched. Breathe, Draco told his useless lungs, then gave up the effort altogether. Took the hand. Yes.
In the periphery, his so-called ‘friends’. Greg was making eyes at Longbottom, Pans and Ginny were snogging again, Millie was dancing with Hermione and Weasley, and in the dimness of the bar, and the whirling in his chest, the whole world was… bright.
For my darling friend, @phoebe-delia. Happy birthday sweetheart. I love you, I love you, I love you. (You can find the rest of my flufftober pieces here).
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lunar-years · 3 months
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Just realizing now that Phoebe wrapped her tie dye shirt for Roy in EGG WRAPPING PAPER. Which also happens to match Roy’s egg socks, which could very well also have come from Phoebe. I simply adore the idea that this small child, when trying to decide on a gift for her uncle, asked herself “well what does he like?” and her gut answer was “EGGS.” And then she runs with it for years.
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concreteburialplot · 6 months
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Baby, it’s Halloween We can be anything
Oh, come on man We can be anything
Baby, it’s Halloween There’s a last time for everything
Oh, come on man We can be anything
Whatever you want I’ll be whatever you want
Whatever you want Be whatever you want
- Halloween // Phoebe Bridgers
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happy birthday my scorpio king - i hope this year was good to you & i hope next will be even better. you deserve all the success & good things in the world (even though i have [playful] one sided beef with you all the time). you deserve it all & more. i am so very proud of you.
we have similar backgrounds & you are proof to me that you don’t have to be defined by your circumstances & that you can achieve great things despite them - and that you can find people who love you like family.
you’re a light in my life i am grateful to have. i hope you know just how loved you are & how much happiness you bring to others. love you lots. happy birthday and happy halloween🩷
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lettertoanoldpoet · 9 months
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phoebe forever
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mothmanavenue · 6 months
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I want to believe
That if I go outside I'll see a tractor beam
Coming to take me to where I'm from
I want to go home
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caramellles · 15 days
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escapingpurgatory · 9 months
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Happy birthday to Phoebe Bridgers!!
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girlid10t · 7 months
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Happy birthday Jb!!! her music has done so much for me literally don’t know where i’d be rn without her, im sounding a bit bite the hand but yk what i mean. Love her, hope she has the best day and here and my fav pics of her to celebrate lol
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hot girls cry and listen to nothing new on their birthday
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lunar-years · 6 months
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In honor if it being Jamie's birthday, what kind of antics do you think the ot3 gets up to for his birthday?
Roy stays home in the morning instead of going to the club early like he usually does so that they can all wake up together!! they don't have a ton of time before they all have to be at work though so he lets Keeley take care of Jamie whilst he makes them all breakfast and then brings it to them in bed ☺️
At training Roy is a complete menace just because it's funny. Like he totally butters up the team under false pretenses because he comes in in a rare great mood and is all like "you guys know what today is?" and everybody is like "Jamie's birthday!" and Jamie is all smirky and Roy is weirdly soft and smiley like 🥰 yeah, it is 🥰. So the team is thinking wow this is going to be such a fun day Coach has never seemed happier?! and THEN roy is like "So in honor of Tartt surviving another year we're going to [insert some sadistic insane football drill or running endless suicides etc etc]" Everyone's jaws drop. Jamie finds this all very amusing though so he's just like, you got it Coach 🫡 and leads the way on drills. Lol
Keeley sends him endless gifs and memes throughout the day including various cute animals in birthday party hats
Jamie definitely loves to be super social on his birthday and be surrounded by all his friends and broadcast it all on social media to his many fans. like he would LOVE a surprise party etc. I think the coaches would arrange for a cake in the dressing room after training to kick off the celebrations and Jamie would be posting it alllll over his instagram stories. He also goes out with the lads for drinks and a bit of birthday partying afterwards.
Roy and Keeley want to let him have his own time with his friends so they don't go to all that, but when Jamie gets home they shower him with gifts (throwback to Roy walking into Sexy Christmas with an armful of Versace bags for Keeley on the show lmao. that man spares no expense when it comes to spoiling his loves). The save the most meaningful one for last which is the surprise that Keeley took the next day off work and Roy arranged for Simon and Georgie to drive up for the weekend, and they've got a whole quiet day planned to spend time together, followed by Simon and Georgie attending the weekend match.
lots of sex
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moronic-poet · 7 months
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The ideal expectations I have for my birthday is to just lie all day binge watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S. / Harry Potter with snacks and hot chocolate under blanket with low lights and headphones. This is the perfect birthday I want.
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littletroubledgrrrl · 2 years
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lastparty · 1 year
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I just watched Gundam: Witch from Mercury's first six eps. It's SO gay, and heartwrenching, and anti-capitalist, and the pacing is great. You like Honkai Impact 3rd? Big recommend.
(Watch the Prologue first for important context and heartbreak)
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movie-magic · 11 months
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