#he’s hufflepuff now woops-

[luna-dare]

hi! can i please request for harry potter x hufflepuff!reader where she is a redhead but is not a weasley so he ask ron for advice but his advices are a mess and he thinks she sees him as a freak but in reality she thinks he’s really cute? sorry if it’s kinda messed up. thank you!

It’s a Potter request! I haven’t done one of these yet. Thank you for the request!

     Harry stared from the Gryffindor table. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. From your fiery red hair to your gorgeous smile, you were absolutely perfect. You had always been so kind to everyone, whether they deserved it or not. You were also gifted in herbology. Your very being radiated with life.

    A newspaper smacked him upside the head. “Sorry, Harry, but you were staring,” one of the twins said. “Again,” the older boy smirked.

    “Honestly, mate, when are you going to tell her?” The other questioned.

    “He doesn’t plan on telling her because he’s worried she’ll reject him.” Hermione took the newspaper and proceeded to flip through it while the boys nearby groaned.

    “Harry, you’re a fumbling mess! Fix up and just go.” Seamus rolled his eyes at the Potter boy. Many Gryffindors had grown tired of Harry’s pining. If Dean heard one more word about the Hufflepuff, he would not be held responsible for what happened to the Seeker. Even McGonagall was aware of Harry’s not so little crush on the girl. She may or may not have placed the two together in a few projects for this very reason.

    “Harry, don’t worry about being rejected and just go for it.”

    “Harry, Neville just told you to go for it. If that doesn’t tell you that this has gotten ridiculous, I don’t know what will.”

    He looked between his friends before allowing his eyes to drift back to you. He sighed in defeat. “I would if I could but… how? It’s not like I can just walk right up to her.”

    “Technically you can.”

    “Not helping, Hermione.”

    Ron contemplated for a moment before deciding something. “I’ll help you.”

    “What? Are you joking?” Harry sent Ron a bewildered look.

    “You help with girls?” The twins doubled over laughing. “Harry’d be better off on his own than with your help. When was the last time you even properly flirted with a girl, Ron?”

    “I don’t see either of you boasting a girlfriend either.”

     “Very perceptive, dear brother. Maybe next you’ll realize that there’s a puking pastel in your drink.”

     “What?!”

    “I wouldn’t mind the help…” Harry knew that he needed to do something. He couldn’t spend the rest of his time at Hogwarts staring at her without doing anything. It was time to act on these feelings.

    “Suit yourself.” With that, the twins got up and left the dining hall. Harry then turned to Ron.

     “So, what do I do?”

     “First,” the redhead leaned over the table, “you’ve gotta reel her in, see. Let her know your interested, but not too interested, understand?”

     “I- I guess?”

     The next day, there was a quidditch match. It was Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff. The match had been pretty intense. The quaffle had gone back and forth across the field. While Harry looked for the snitch he saw it all play out. You were a chaser, so wherever the quaffle was, you weren’t far behind. You had scored a few points and almost got hit by a bludger during the game. Harry swore he almost had a heart attack when it neared your head.

     He finally spotted the snitch, diving for it. The Hufflepuff seeker was quick to follow. As they raced for it, Harry pulled ahead just enough to grab onto the small golden orb. The elation of the crowd sent a surge of pride through him. He turned to his teammates, waving it in the air. When they had all landed, the twins hoisted Harry onto their shoulders.

     Harry saw you leaving the field. Your shoulders sagged but you didn’t seem too upset about the loss. He could see the sheen of sweat on your skin. You had worked so hard during the game, he almost felt bad about getting the snitch first. When the twins put him down, he made his way towards you, calling out, “[Y/N]!”

     You turned around, giving him a tired smile. “Hiya, Harry. Good game today.”

     “Yeah. Good game. Um… [Y/N]? Can I ask you something?”

     You were thankful that your cheeks were already red from exertion during the game. You were confident they’d be a lovely shade of pink right about now. “Sure thing, Harry. What’s on your mind?”

     Poor boy’s throat went dry and his mind went blank. “Did… did you…” His voice cracked. Quickly clearing his throat, he said, “Did you just win a quidditch match? Because y-you look fly.” Smooth, Harry. Real smooth.

     “Harry, you just beat us?” You fought down a smile. His face lit up and he started shuffling. All he could think was ABORT! ABORT! He came up with some weak excuse before fleeing to the safety of the changing room. The moment he came in, the team, along with Ron bombarded him with questions.

     “Did you do it?”

     “Did you tell her?”

     “What’d she say?”

     Harry shrunk down before hesitantly telling them what happened. “Quite the lady killer we’ve got, ay guys?” Fred watched Oliver repeatedly hit his head on the wall. Ron blanched at him for a second before shaking his head.

     “Alright, so that didn’t work. Guess we’ll just have to try something else.”

     The next day, the boys had come up with a different plan. “’Actions speak louder than words’, right? That’s what Hermione said. Try showing [Y/N] how you feel instead of telling her.” Sounds simple enough, doesn’t it? It’s not.

     Harry had roped the boys and Hermione into helping him. They wrote multiple small notes, each with a clue to where the next was. Harry was supposed to be at the end of the trail, holding a final one that told you how he felt. He then used his invisibility cloak to hide them in their designated places. Tomorrow was Saturday, so all he had to do was wait.

     When mail came the next day, Harry watch as your owl came to you and gave you the first note. Once you had opened it, he got up and headed to the final spot. The twins winked at him. Neville gave him a thumbs up while Dean and Seamus rolled their eyes. 

     Harry waited for about 15 minutes before he heard someone start to approach him from behind. Well that was fast. He got up to greet you. “[Y/-” It wasn’t you. It was Filch. In the grumpy mans fist were about half the notes Harry and the others had made for you. The boy could feel the color drain from his face.

     “Hello, Potter. Expecting someone else?” The two looked at each other for a moment before Filch grabbed Harry’s arm and started dragging him back to the castle, likely for detention. 

     On the way to Filch’s office, Harry saw you looking around for the next note. It was probably the first note that Filch had found. He wondered how you’d feel after you didn’t find it. He looked down and continued to shuffle along with Filch.

    He didn’t see when you smiled at him. Nor did he see how that smile slightly fell when you saw Filch. But, you noticed that both of Filch’s hands were clenched. One around Harry’s shirt, and the other around slips of paper that looked exactly like the ones folded in your bag. You were giddy as you headed back to your common room.

     Morning came and Harry spent a fair amount of breakfast pouting about the failed attempt. Seamus and Dean were both slightly annoyed that they were kept up late for nothing.

     “Cheer up, Harry, I’m sure Filch adored all those lovely letters you wrote him yesterday,” Fred grinned.

     “Sod off.”

     The group started to laugh before they all froze. They watched as leaves came out of Harry’s cup. A flower bud appeared in the center. It slowly opened to show an intricate pattern of petals. Once it stopped, Harry gently brushed his fingers against the flower.

     Neville was grinning to his ears, looking from the flower to Harry. “Do you all know what that is?” The Weasley brothers all shook their heads while Harry continued to stare at it. “Harry, that’s a camellia!”

     “This the part where you tell us why that matters?”

     “Make sure to speak English, mate.”

      “Camellia flowers represent love, affection, and admiration. And, look who sent it.” Neville pointed to the Hufflepuff table. Your wand was still in hand as you waved at Harry. Your smile was brighter than Harry had ever seen it. You got up and made your way out of the dining hall.

     “[Y/N]?”

     “I may or may not have got a little impatient, but I doubted you’d get to the point if I didn’t.”

    “Wait, you knew?”

     “It was kind of obvious from the start, considering how much you stare at me.” Harry face-palmed at his own foolishness. “But,” you gently took his hand, “it was cute to watch the great Harry Potter struggle to tell me his own feelings.”

     “Cute?” A faint blush rose to his cheeks while you nodded. “I thought you’d think I was mad. What with the whole pickup line fail, not even mentioning yesterday...”

     You kissed him on the cheek. “Hogsmeade next weekend?”

      “I- I’d love to.”

     Down the hall, cheers erupted. The twins were wooping while the others applaud. A loud “Finally!” came from Seamus. Some of your own friends were whistling with the group. You both laughed at their antics before leaving hand-in-hand to enjoy the rest of the day together. It seems Hogwarts has a new #1 couple.

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[gay-thom]

i was tagged by the great @consultingcupcake , so hope you like getting to know me, along with the followers who read this.

nickname: lex, lou lou, lou, dumbass, miahuigi

zodiac sign: cancer, aka crabby crybaby ♋️

height: 5 ft 1

hogwarts house: hufflepuff (i am not a great finder)

last thing i googled: types of beetles .... i didnt find what i was looking for

favorite musicians: chase atlantic, billie eilish, lord huron, joji, missio (acoustic)

song stuck in my head: aPpLe bOttOm jEans (jeANS) bOotS wiT dA fuRrR (da fUrrRr)

following: 115

followers: 56

do i get asks: a few, and they are always the best 💟

amount of sleep: sleep is for the weak. i will sleep when i die. (probably 5-6 hours)

lucky numbers: idk i like the number 13 a lot

wearing: wouldnt u like to know (; a black tank top and my joker sleep pants that are way too big for me because they only sold them in a men’s medium at walmart. (;

dream job: actor or writer, but alas, those are mere dreams.

instruments: used to play piano, but had to stop. i am now talentless.

languages: english. i used to be amazing at spanish but it poofed out of my brain.

favorite songs: love is (not) easy by chase atlantic, hostage, listen, i love you, by billie eilish, will he by joji, and wait by the river by lord huron.

random fact: i love waluigi

aesthetic: lowercase letters. letting your hair curl. all black with a pop of color, usually a dark green. knives flicked open, the tang of blood, the deep pitted feeling of sin that you willingly commit. hatred mixed with love. wanting so badly you hurt. voice rough from screaming. (i am an angsty little shit wOOP)

not tagging anyone, but if anyone who reads this wants to share facts, tag me so i can read it.

[notveryglittery]

Ok so if your doing the mashup thing, 60, poorly timed confessions, and 99, magical accidents for royality

woops harry potter au, let’s go– hufflepuff patton and gryffindor roman because if i get into my own hogwarts house head canons, this will never end, so we’ll go with what’s canon. 

fourth year, triwizard tournament, yule ball. virgil and logan have been dating since the beginning of the year, since virgil stayed with logan for the summer, and they finally confessed to each other, and now they’re just constantly face palming around roman and patton, who are so obviously smitten with each other, but also are the biggest oblivious dummies at hogwarts.

so roman is stressing about finding a date to the yule ball (of course, he wants his date to be patton, but patton doesn’t like him like that, and he can’t just ask them to go as friends, because that would be too painful) but like, he’s roman! a charming gryffindor on the quidditch team, full of personality and so it’s not like he doesn’t have people asking him to be their date. 

meanwhile, patton’s distraught because roman’s the only one he wants to go to the yule ball with, but roman’s got so many people? interested in him? and how could patton ever compare to such clever ravenclaws and witty slytherins and daring gryffindors? (virgil’s going to knock their heads together himself, at this point. logan can’t believe they’re both this blind.)

cue potions class, in which patton excels because it’s like baking! exact measurements for ingredients and mixing just right! roman’s terrible but he insists it’s because the professor is head of slytherin and hates him. 

anyway, they’re working together and roman’s been thinking long and hard about sucking it up and asking patton to go to the yule ball with him, even if it is just as friends, because at least they’d still be spending a magical night together, right? normally, he’s so Good at this, but he just blurts it out:

“i was thinking, patton cake, what if we went to the yule ball together?”

patton, in the middle of stirring their muffling draught, jerks his arm too roughly and goes counter clockwise one more than he’s meant to. it immediately starts bubbling. “really?” patton squeaks, eyes all wide and cheeks all red, and gosh, roman just likes him so much, and he leans his elbow on the table, and accidentally knocks over a vial of some green liquid, he doesn’t know or really care, though, to be honest–

“it would be an absolute pleasure to spend the evening with someone as delightful as you–” is the wood surface under his elbow starting to sizzle?

patton opens his mouth to answer but nothing comes out. he coughs and waves his hand to get rid of the fumes coming from their potion and… oh. his hand shoots in the air to call for help but there’s a tiny little itty bitty… explosion… it knocks patton and roman out of their seats and onto the floor.

they’re out of the hospital wing by the end of the day, with singed eyebrows and detention for a week, but the wide dopey grins on their faces are enough for logan and virgil to know they’re finally on the same page

#this got really long i'm sorry #it's the first thing i've been able to write like all day tho so i'm proud of it #royality #hogwarts au #mine #marvelfangeek09 #dani answers #long post #dani writes

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Sooo @hamiltonthomas asked me for hogwarts AU headcanons a little while back and I forgot to post em till now, woops?

> James and Thomas use memories of each other to conjure their patronuses. James prefers the specific memory of their first date in Hogsmeade, whilst Thomas just has to think of James freckles, or the way he blushes so perfectly. They were with each other when they both first cast the spell, and their respective animals immediately started to bound round the room together as one.

> James had heard of Golden Boy Hamilton before, (who hadn’t, he was the Hufflepuff king?) but what he didn’t know was that Thomas had definitely been paying attention to him in return. (It’s hard to ignore a smart, feisty Gryffindor when that’s your exact type, according to Thomas.)

> Thomas pined to Miranda about his crush on James all the time, and when they finally actually spoke to each other she teased him for days because upon returning to her he just flopped down on her bed and waxed lyrically for an entire hour.

> James goes back to his room after Thomas asks him out and panics for like an hour because ‘did that really happen?’ but then he finds a note Thomas slipped into his pocket when he wasn’t looking. It’s just a cute flirty message, signed with a TH, but its reassurance that he wasn’t dreaming, so James carries it in his pocket for the next few days.

> Thomas’ strong suit is Charms, whilst James’ is Defence against the Dark Arts. (Miranda’s is transfiguration, and shes totally training in secret to become an animagus)

> People DEFINITELY joke that James is McGonagall’s secret son, using the fact that he’s a Gryffindor and that they look alike as proof. He doesn’t see it. (There’s probably also some Weasley jokes in there too, what with the red hair.)

> Proud Hufflepuff Thomas, who HATES his bigoted pure-blood all-Slytherin family, staring down Draco Malfoy; “I’m you, but better.”

> Miranda has a camera and she learnt how to develop the film so that it animates. She has a whole album full of snaps shes taken, from before they started dating till the present day. Shes planning on gifting it to them on their wedding day.

> After graduation, Thomas totally goes into a career of activism within the ministry, working to improve the rights of werewolves and removing many of the backwards laws that the old pure-blood ministry upholds.

> James becomes an Auror and goes in once a week to guest-teach a Defence class at Hogwarts. He’s also helping Thomas change the way things are run from the inside, protesting against some of the backwards rules that Aurors have to enforce.

#flinthamilton #black sails #thats as much as i can think of rn #im probably forgetting some #ill make a new post in that case cos this got long #sorry this is late! #i hope you like

[kingsrustedcrown-blog]

Wand, cloak, stone. Of the three Deathly Hallows, which would your character choose? What would they do with their chosen Hallow?

At this point in time, he’d go for wand. Something that could never lose in a battle? Absolutely. Especially given that Robert isn’t a very good dueler. I think that if you were to ask him at the end of the war, had he made it, he would have chosen stone. 

Your character’s drink is laced with a heavy dose of veritaserum. What is the deepest secret they’re most afraid of revealing?

Pre-Caradoc, it would have been that he would be fine with murdering Death Eaters. Now, it’s that he’s in love with a bloke. Specifically, Caradoc. 

Your character is arrested and put into a holding cell in the Ministry. When they’re given their one “phone call” who are the first three people who come to mind?

Caradoc because he’s stupidly obsessed, but he wouldn’t want to deal with Caradoc’s looks of judgement, Natalie but then no because he doesn’t want to disappoint his sister. So he’d call Kat, who would give him hell, but make sure he got out. After a few jokes about dropping the soap, of course. 

In the voice of your character, describe a memorable event in their life – be it heroic, villainous, terrifying, wonderful, etc. Then, in your words: is their telling of the event embellished, purposefully or otherwise? Which parts? Is it a flat out lie? Etc.

“Mr. King, what a pleasure to finally speak with you!” The head of the Magpies shook Robert’s hand, the eighteen year old grinning ear to ear, fresh off winning the Quidditch Cup for Gryffindor. How he couldn’t wait to rub this in Dawn’s face later. 

“Pleasure’s all mine sir, you’ve got a wonderful team at your side. Thanks for coming today,” he nodded, trying to be on his best behaviour when all he wanted to do was run and go party with his house. 

The man seemed to recognize this and chuckled. “I wont’ keep you long. I wanted to congratulate you on your wonderful work out there. Quite the talented keeper you are. So happens the Magpies are in need of a good reserve for the season. They’d be taking over the main position next year if they do well.” 

“Tough spot to be in, seasons already started, hasn’t it?” Robert couldn’t deny he’d been keeping up with things, but despite the hope bursting in his heart, he didn’t want to seem overly eager. 

With a nod, the man continued. “That it has, so you see our crunch. I don’t suppose anyone else has approached you?” When Robert shook his head, the man grinned broadly. “Perfect. You’ll be hearing from us soon as you finish the year then. Remember, Mr. King, the Magpies sought you out first. We respect loyalty.” 

Robert certainly would remember that, even as he was pulled away by his mates to go celebrate the night away. 

- 

“See, the head of the Magpies came to see me perform durin’ my last Hogwarts match. Knew they needed the best keeper for the next season, and what have you. Bloke practically begged me to join. Said some rubbish about loyalty that turned out to be total shite. In the end, lookin’ back, he was a bit of a desperate prick.” 

Your character is presented with a Time Turner. What is the first time/place they consider traveling back to, and why? In the end, do they choose to go?

Back to when he walked by Macshitface. He wouldn’t do it, because in the end, he’s well aware he’d likely fuck it up somehow, but it’d be so tempting. His life would be infinitely different now, but there’s a small part of him that worries that it could be worse by doing so. 

What are the components of your character’s wand? How do the different elements (core, wood, etc.) suit to them? 

Unicorn Hair, Chestnut, 10 3/4 inches, slightly springy

The hair, because at the end of the day, Robert is pure at heart. He wants the best for everyone in his life, and no matter how badly he’d like to kill someone, I don’t know that he would ever have the heart to do it.

Chestnut because of two reasons (one) he’s a wonderful flier, (two) when paired with unicorn hair, it tends to lead to those who are concerned with all manner of justice. While Robert would never dream of being part of the judicial system, he strongly believes in a good clean system. 

Take the sorting quiz on Pottermore (alternatively, you can take a quiz with all of the questions available here) and share your thoughts with us. What was the result? Did any of their answers surprise you? Did it help you to see how they might have changed since they were first sorted, or how they haven’t? Etc. These are just a few prompts; play with this one and answer however you’d like!

Woops. Robert says he needs to stop hanging out with Hufflepuffs so bloody much. 

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Are there any types of magic that your character isn’t fond of, or any types they’re keen on? Perhaps they think Divination is a hoax, or don’t believe in Merlin. Perhaps they swear by Wizarding superstitions, etc.

Dark magic, plain and simple. Anything else he can play with and get on with, even if he finds it silly. But he’ll never understand how fucked up someone must be in the head to ever consider it a good idea to use dark magic. The fact that some find it enjoyable? Fucking disgusting. 

They say it takes a village to raise a child. What sort of “village” was your character raised by? What was their childhood like?

Robert’s family was his village. At first, his parents struggled very much with him, as he was crazy with accidental magic. Not a day passed where he did something that ought not to have been possible. Too many times he’d nearly been kicked out of muggle schools for the incidents, but his good heart kept him from that edge. 

Things grew incredibly easier once Natalie was born, and Robert felt himself responsible for her. As though he were an important part of their village. The four of them were very dependent on one another, his parents too scared to let others get too close until they found out that Robert was a wizard, and all of it began to make sense. 

Robert is forever impressed with the ability of his parents to put up with it all, and will never be able to do enough to repay them for not ditching him in an alley, like he imagined lesser people would have done. 

Congratulations! TerrorTours has selected your character to receive a free weekend getaway to any destination of their choosing. The catch is this: they can only take one bag with them, and the bag cannot be charmed to hold more than it already does. Where do they go? What do they pack? What do they intend to do once they get there?

Somewhere tropical. He’d only pack some gold and swim trunks, maybe a couple of snazzy outfits, and a box of condoms. I’m sure you can piece together exactly what he’d do just from that. 

#*hc;

[juniperallura]

Voltron Hogwarts AU

part 8/?

The bustle that descended on Platform 9 3/4 was completely overwhelming and apparently never ending. Although Keith still stood beside Shiro and his friends, gripping the handle of his cart with white knuckles, he had stopped listening to their conversation long ago. Their prattle about Quidditch faded into the din and Keith just let his eyes wander. 

A few feet from him, a boy that looked about his age was emerging from the embrace of about six family members, old and young, all wishing him good luck. An older brother, maybe, ruffled his hair. A man with the same tan skin and bright blue eyes was saying, “No matter where you get Sorted, you’ll make us proud, Lance.” Suddenly Keith was clinging harder to his cart, wishing Shiro hadn’t waved their dad off in such a hurry.

Keith looked away, turning his attention now to a chubby kid who had rolled his cart behind Shiro. He was wearing a yellow headband- a Hufflepuff? But no, his robes and tie were plain, no house colors. Probably just a coincidence. His parents were fussy, one reaching down to smooth his hair and the other shoving what looked like a sandwich wrapped in tin foil into his hands. “Don’t forget to give us a call when you’re all settled,” one of the women was saying. The other wrung her hands, catching Keith’s eye for a moment as she cut in, “And if they don’t have phones, ask one of the- uh, wizard-y kids to borrow a bird, send us a letter-”

“—Are you nervous?”

Keith blinked. The question came from Matt’s little sister, Katie, bored with eavesdropping on her brother. “No,” Keith said. It was an obvious lie.

“At least you can sit with your brother on the train, that makes it better,” Katie shrugged, “That’s what my mom said. But I don’t start ‘til next year anyway.”

“Yeah-” Keith pulled a face, “But all they talk about are Quidditch try outs and exams.” He looked over to where Allura was, in fact, predicting the date of the first Transfiguration test to Matt and Shiro.

Katie laughed, “Yeah, I might sit alone after all if I were you.” Keith grinned.

Only a short while later they were packed onto the Hogwarts Express, the platform looking no emptier as families rushed to the edge to shout their final goodbyes before the train pulled out. As Keith was dragging his trunk into Shiro’s compartment, he saw the same two boys from earlier pulling themselves out of an open window. Keith swore he saw tears on both their faces, but he was forced into the compartment by an oncoming trolley witch. When he looked back into the hallway they had disappeared. 

Keith pushed a piece of salmon around his plate absently. His eyes flickered to the parchment that lay half open on the table in front of him. He could see the scrawl that greeted him, “To My Little Slytherin.”

Keith rolled his eyes. Shiro had really gotten a kick out of that. Somehow being the first non-Gryffindor in three generations had earned him a nickname, one his dad had started using gratuitously in his letters. Great.

The word glared at him from the page. Slytherin. Keith sighed. He had been wondering lately if his first year would be going better if he were in Gryffindor, if he actually belonged at the table where he ate lunch with his older brother every day. But it was too late to change that now— maybe he should just learn to embrace the whole lone wolf thing.

“Hey-”

He looked up as a shadow fell over his plate. To his surprise, it was the two boys from the train. Lance and Hunk, now sporting red and yellow on their robes. They were in the same flying lesson period but he hadn’t spoken to them before— why, then, were they coming up to him? Keith looked around, realizing that once Shiro left he had become a Slytherin sitting alone at the end of the Gryffindor table. Woops. “Sorry-” He grabbed his letter, quickly tucking it into his robes. “I’ll move- I didn’t realize-”

Lance raised a brow at him. “What?”

“It’s the wrong table, I know- I was sitting with someone before-” Keith grimaced.

Now Hunk was looking at him funny, too. Lance leaned forward, hands on the tabletop. “I know, that’s what I wanted to ask-” Suddenly his face lit up with an eager smile and he scrambled into the seat across from Keith without waiting for an invite. “Do you know him? Are you guys friends or something?”

“What?” Keith frowned, blinking at the face across from him. “Who?”

Hunk sat down next to Lance, cutting in, “Shiro! Oh man, that guy’s so cool-”

Lance propped his chin in his hands, “Did you see him at the Quidditch finals? That catch! He’s like, my hero!” They both turned to Keith with expectant grins. “So, do you know him?”

“Shiro?” Keith snorted, “Yeah, he’s my brother.”

“Your brother?” Lance looked ready to have a conniption. “You guys don’t look that much alike— or act that much alike.”

“We’re half-brothers,” Keith rolled his eyes, “And he’s not that great.” He eyed the two sitting across from him, both still looking at him eagerly. Like they were interested in what he had to say? He bit his lip. “But, I guess, I could- introduce you guys some time?”

Lance almost pushed Hunk off his chair. “Yes! That would be awesome!” He stuck out his hand, “I’m Lance, by the way. This is Hunk.” Hunk waved.

Keith took his hand, hesitantly. “Yeah, I think we have class together, actually. I’m Keith.”

“Oh, right, flying! You’re really good,” Lance said emphatically, “You should try out for Quidditch next year, we’re gonna.” He and Hunk nodded at each other.

“Thanks- you’re pretty good, too.” Keith smiled.

Just then a distant clock chimed the start of a new hour and Hunk launched out of his seat. “Crap! Lance, we’re gonna be late for Potions!” Lance didn’t seem too bothered, but in a flash Hunk was dragging him from the Great Hall by his wrists, calling behind them, “Maybe we can practice flying soon, Keith! See you around!”

Keith waved, the satisfied smile lingering on his face. Suddenly he felt a lot better about the letter crumpled in his robe pocket. He’d have to thank Shiro for making him what he- cautiously- thought could be his first friends.

“Alright, alright, settle down, kids. First, to the new school year! Let’s hope it doesn’t suck. Second, to Lance and Keith, Hogwarts’ newest Quidditch hot-shots! Lance, I trust you to uphold the untarnished legacy I worked so hard to build these past two years. Keith, I’d call you a dirty Slytherin and tell you to fall off your broom but you’re Shiro’s brother so I won’t. Hunk, you’ve got a mean swing and you’ll get ‘em next year for sure, bud. And finally, saving the best for last, to my adorable baby sister! Pidgey, you’re a dork just like Mom and you’re gonna make Ravenclaw proud. To her first year!”

“-Holt! Get off that bench before I dock your house a hundred points!”

“Woops- sorry, Professor!” Matt scrambled down from his seat, taking care not to spill the contents of his goblet or bump the arm that was pinned to his side in a sling. “Well, I guess that’s it then.”

“Hear, hear!” The cry rose from the group, older and younger, as everyone but Pidge raised their glasses with a smile. 

“That was the worst toast I’ve ever heard,” Pidge grumbled, glowering over her pie. “And I told you to stop calling me Pidgey.”

“Aw, c’mon, I liked it,” Lance nudged her with a grin, “Especially the part where he told Keith to fall off his broom.”

Keith snorted, reaching across the table to grab a plum cake. “Oh please. The first match is Gryffindor versus Slytherin, we’ll see who falls off their broom then.”

“Well it won’t be me, weirdo,” Lance pulled a face.

“Whatever, butterfingers.”

“-Butterfingers? You’re the butterfingers, you- you- butterfingers!”

“Keith!” “Lance!”

Shiro and Allura blinked at one another after their sharp voices overlapped. 

Hunk sighed, watching forlornly as Lance and Keith scowled at one another across the table. “Remember when you guys were actually nice to each other?”

A resounding chorus responded, “No.”

Pidge flicked a bug off her leg. She sighed, but she was content. The Great Lake stretched out before them, glittering in the sun. The June breeze was warm but she was cool, under the shade of the tree where the group had moved at her request. Everyone else seemed content, too. Hunk was cooing over a blackcurrant tart, his latest score from the kitchen. Keith and Lance were a few feet away, for once putting their bickering on hold to toss some boomerang-type thing around.

She smiled, wondering at how quickly the year had gone. It seemed like just the other week she was sniffling into her pillow, missing her parents and her dog. A few days since she had made some friends in her House, and only yesterday that Hunk and Lance and Keith had folded her into their little group. 

Her boys, as Matt liked to call them. The phrase gave her an odd sense of satisfaction. Pidge and her boys.

Her eyes fell back to the Potions book that lay open on her lap. One line had been bothering her. “Hunk,” she said, leaning forward, “Do you think this means crush the beetle and stew it, or let the mugroot stew and then add the beetle?”

Hunk squinted thoughtfully at the page for a moment before he shrugged. “I dunno- maybe the second one.” He stretched his legs out over the blanket. “Why are you reading that anyway? The school year’s almost over, we’re done with Potions homework.”

Pidge shrugged. “I want to get a head start. If I practice over the summer, Professor Iverson might let me skip a class and I could take my Potions O.W.L. early.”

“Dude-” Hunk fell back into the grass with a groan- “O.W.L.’s are so far away! You’re stressing me out.” He sat back up, looking over the book again with a hum. “Your parents let you do this kinda stuff at home?” 

“I mean, obviously we’re not allowed to cast spells or anything but, yeah,” Pidge nodded.

“I think my parents are still a little freaked out by all this magic stuff.” Hunk grinned, “My mom wouldn’t let me sweep over Christmas ‘cause she said I might turn it into a flying broom. And my other mom tried to use my cauldron as a planter.”

“Oh, you guys-” Lance called over their snickering, jogging back to the blanket, “I forgot to tell you, my parents are going abroad in July, so you know what that means...” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at the group.

Hunk frowned. “Are all your siblings going? Your grandma?”

“Well, no-” Lance’s brows knit, “Huh, I guess that would kinda ruin all my plans.” He flopped woefully onto the grass. “Nevermind, I guess.”

Pidge piped up, “Or, an actually good idea, you guys can come visit me at my aunt and uncle’s house in London! It’s big, and me and Matt are always allowed to bring friends.”

Lance’s mood perked suddenly as he popped back up to ask, “Friends? Matt’s friends? Like maybe...Allura?” 

A collective groan went up at the mention of Lance’s latest infatuation, but Lance launched unflinchingly into some fantasy sequence involving them traipsing down Diagon Alley together, hands clasped and Allura’s beautiful mane flowing in the breeze. 

Keith, still standing, interrupted with a snort. “Yeah, like she’ll even know you’re there.”

Pidge and Hunk exchanged here-we-go-again looks as Lance scrambled up to jab a finger in Keith’s face. “Oh really, Keith?” His voice shot up indignantly, “Then I guess it was someone else that she said great job to at Quidditch practice!”

The tennis match of increasingly inane insults went on and on until Pidge finally snapped her book shut, crying, “Enough! You’re both uninvited! It’s me and Hunk, that’s it!”

Keith and Lance turned to blink at her in surprise. The chorus of whines immediately rose up: “But Pidge-!”

#voltron hogwarts au #keith #hunk #lance #pidge #garrison trio #shiro #allura #matt holt #broganes #hogwarts au #writing

[signutai]

Woops, I did pick Amai mask because I wondered if you'd mention his weird healing/body forming ability (like what is up with that?). It is a bit worrying how he's focused his interests on Saitama after their conflict over Garou. Would maybe doing King or Busaiku wash that ordeal away?

Yeah, I mean I…honestly don’t care about his abilities? Like if you took them and gave them to a decent person I’d be fine with that. It certainly is interesting, though, even if it would make him a pain in the ass to do away with permanently.Anywho, I’ll do them both, I guess.Kinggeneral opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hotadorable | gorgeous! | 10/10 would banghogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff (he’s like…the neville of the OPM universe)best quality: I adore how much he’s been pushing himself to at least try lately.worst quality: I can’t say I like how Reddit idolizes him as their perfect otaku savior, honestly, which is less a fault with him and more how he resonates with people who likewise wish they could make a lot of money and have a position of power while not having to do anything for it, as they spend all day playing games and watching creepy fetishistic anime.ship them with: Usually, not anyone. I personally don’t think him being in a relationship while he’s hiding a secret like this would be healthy for anyone involved. There’s an AU I’m working on, like I mentioned before, where he and Atomic Samurai have a thing. …it makes sense within the context of the AU, I promise.brotp them with: Saitama. The guy’s a really good influence on him in a lot of ways.needs to stay away from: Like, everything. He’s going to have a heart attack one of these days.misc. thoughts: I love King, I really do. I can relate to him a lot. He did grind my gears a little in the beginning because something about him just set my teeth on edge, but I’ve grown to like him a lot more now, especially since he’s making strides towards trying to be a better person. I don’t envy the position he’s in, honestly, even though it is of his own making–there’s not really a right answer for him since all options have a guaranteed terrible outcome. I just hope he can either get strong one day or find a way out that won’t get him hurt.Busaikugeneral opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang| HE IS A LITERAL CHILD Y’ALLhogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuffbest quality: I love how easily he gets along with Garou, who is certifiably the most difficult person to be friends with in the history of the universe.worst quality: It’s worrying how he won’t let a beat-up, bloodied stranger borrow his book but is more than okay with showing said beat-up, bloodied stranger where he lives.ship them with: HE’S A KID Y’ALLbrotp them with: Garou. I can see him getting along with Zenko too if they ever met and were able to settle their differences in opinion over smelly wolf boi.needs to stay away from: Amai Mask. Monsters.misc. thoughts: Busaiku’s a good kid and I’m glad he and Garou are friends–they both clearly need it. It’s a weird kind of dynamic those two have, but it’s precious nonetheless, and I hope they can still remain friends even though Garou is on the run now. Also he has a dog?? From that one bonus chapter??? Some kind of a bull terrier???? Gosh I want him to let Garou meet that dog and just an afternoon of the Human Monster playing fetch with his best buddy’s pupper…

#Anonymous #OPM #One Punch Man #King #Tareo #headcanon

[nighttimeskels-blog]

(woops, i totally missed this in my notifications! making a new post for it to minimize post length. sorry about the delay, and thanks so much for thinking of me ^^ <3 )

Tagged by @patchedways​

Rules: Answer the questions and tag blogs you want to get to know better - and why not add a question?

Nicknames: online? Night or Skels, mostly!

Star sign: taurus

Height: 5′8″. tall of short, and short of tall, i’m afraid;;

Time right now: just after 10pm!

Last thing you googled: ... ahhh geez, i think lyrics to the song On the Rocks by Ken Ashcorp...?

Fave music artist: i cycle through music so much and listen to a lot of mixed playlists so... this one isn’t exactly easy to answer. genre-wise i really enjoy bluesy-jazz and swing, electroswing, pop/alt rock, a whole host of electronic genres including what is apparently called ‘chillstep’ and ‘chillhop’ (basically very atmospheric & often beat-driven ‘chill’ music), and to list some artists i always return to - Panic! at the Disco, Halsey, Fallout Boy (there i go dating myself, apparently), Oh Wonder, Ken Ashcorp, Karen Souza, Big Bad Voodoo Daddy (...hush), Caro Emerald, The Raconteurs, The White Stripes, Arctic Monkeys, Woodkid, The xx, alt-J, The Glitch Mob...

... i’ll stop there, heh.

Song stuck in my head: actually, it’s instrumental - Marble Machine by Wintergatan - they literally made that machine. also, the song in the second trailer for Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, because of course.

Last movie I watched: The Protector, actually. Essentially, a movie with a terrible/almost nonexistent plot with bad transitions and acting, but the selling point is extreme martial artist Tony Jaa - because wow he is terrifyingly good. the movie is probably best known for this incredible uncut continuous-shot fight scene, and this ‘bone-breaking’ final fight scene.

Last tv show I watched: as a full episode? ahhh, that would probably be Last Week Tonight with John Oliver - though I may have watched an episode of that new dragon maid anime that is surprisingly and completely delightful and full of great humor.

What I’m wearing right now: a tanktop, leggings, and knee-high socks. pretty usual home-clothes for me, actually, though often plus a hoodie.

When I created this blog: this blog? .... hmm. about 10 months ago now, i believe! i realized around then that i wanted a sideblog for the ever-increasing amount of reblogs and the like i had for undertale alone. you can also find my art (largely undertale too) over at @nighttimepixels (though starting from just about 3 and a half months ago, it’s a new one).

The kind of stuff I post: here, it’s all undertale! and almost entirely sfw undertale, i should specify, though the occasional suggestive thing works it’s way in. honestly i’m full of sin, but i wanted this blog to be safe for anyone.

Do I get asks very often?: i could probably count on one hand for this blog, and not much more outside of that;;

Why did I choose my url: “nighttime” has been a consistent handle for me for a while now (it’s my favorite time period of any day, i’m effectively nocturnal on top of that thanks to insomnia, i love stars and space and the general peace and mystery and intrigue that may be interpreted... the list goes on), and i love skeletons - especially the skelebros. so... without too much fuss, i settled on “nighttimeskels.”

Gender: i’m a woman! she/her pronouns and all that jazz.

Hogwarts House: hufflepuff, probably fairly unsurprisingly.

Pokémon team: ... as in bad guys? then Team Skull, 100%.

Favorite colour?: ... another hard one. basically i love deep forest palettes and spacey/cosmic/nebula palettes the most.

Average hours of sleep: hahaha. over a day? maybe 5? i have insomnia so it’s not very... consecutive. i wake up a considerable amount and just lay in bed, attempting to rest and/or unable to really function well enough to get up. but there are occasional days where the exhaustion catches up to me and i’m able to get 8 or so.

Lucky number: i wouldn’t say i have one? though i tend to like the number 4 a lot. 

Favorite characters: surprising precisely no one, Sans and Papyrus, as well as Undyne, Mettaton, Gaster (though in honesty it’s mostly fan interpretations of him, but i adore even the mysterious ‘potential’ of canon Gaster), Toriel, Napstablook, Frisk, Chara, Muffet... basically any Undertale character, really; but outside of Undertale, i love the entire cast of Firefly, Ganondorf (especially later and/or sassy ones) from the Zelda games, the cast of Gravity Falls, the cast of Steven Universe (especially Garnet, Amethyst, Steven, Lapis, and Bismuth), damn near any character from the Discworld series by Terry Pratchett, Aziraphale and Crowley from Good Omens, Guzma from Pokemon Sun/Moon, Bucky and Steve from the MCU/Captain America movies, Moana and Maui (and Tamatoa) from Moana, Nathan Drake from the Uncharted games, and my stars the list goes on. generally i have particular soft spots for characters with a tendency for wordplay & banter, sass, probably dark or troubled backgrounds, and redemption arcs. also characters who are kind and bright and warm by choice, even though they know the world well enough or have been through terrible things.

Drink of choice? non-alcoholic? then coffee, hands-down, particularly with almond milk and perhaps a hint of dark chocolate. alcoholic? depends on the day, but i do love: -Kentucky Sweet Teas (sweet tea with whiskey - and i add a splash of lemon) -a drink called a Vegan Yeti - essentially, almond or coconut milk, Kahlua, and a splash of vodka. (... i may have a high tolerance for alcohol, though i mostly just drink socially if/when i do.) -hard ciders -and really most mixed drinks that are sweet with a hint of a sour kick.

Dream job: truly? if i could make a living through storytelling, that would be my dream. i’m not looking to be rich, not by any means, i just would like to make enough to live probably with a dear friend or two as roommates, to pay off my debts, and to be able to regularly support other creators in their work. i just am passionate about storytelling in all its forms, in writing and art and games and the physical forms as well... all of it.

I tag: @joliemariella​, @edissero​, @its-captain-senpai​ (if you’re up to it), @darkcrystaldemon​, @charmingcreep​, @carmelwolf​, @lavender-sans​, ah.... honestly? anyone who’d like to do this! i’ve got a number of lovely followers here that i’d love to know better, though i always feel terribly awkward tagging people. no need to do it by any means, of course! and if you’d like to do it upon seeing this, feel free to tag me as having tagged you ^^

#general nighttimeskels #get to know me meme #tag meme

[screams-4-memes]

got tagged by @pricefieldsorikutrash​ ^^ <3 <3 <3 

Name: Michelle, also known as Chelley, Chelle, and Meme Queen

Nickname(s): sHIT already listed those

Gender: girl, although... I’m kind questioning...

Star Sign: Sagittarius 

Height: 5'5 ^-^ (HAAA TALLER THAN YOU, GABY <3)

Sexual orientation: Asexual, panromantic <3

House: Ahhhhh I was never a Harry Potter fan... but @imaginewerecats​ thinks I’m a hufflepuff (if I remember corretly ^^;)

Favorite color: Pastel Pink and pastel blue... also teal. 

Favorite animal: Ducks, cats, axolotls... they’re all so great ;-;

Average hours of sleep: nowadays... hahahaha...

Cat or dog person: BOTH???? THEY’RE SO PURE (but I own two cats so by default.... cats....)

Favorite fictional character: NICO!!!!!!! NICO FROM NANBAKA

Number of blankets I sleep with: 1 or else I’ll wake up really sweaty... but 2 or 3 is just so comfy TT_TT

Favorite singer/band(s): Honestly I don’t really have a favorite, but at the moment I’m keeping up with Anna Blue, Vocaloid, LittleJayneCakes, and probably some more I can’t remember at the moment

Dream trip: I don’t know... traveling has always seemed really scary to me. The people that live by me... I care about them all so much. I can’t imagine being THAT far away from them, despite that that happening is inevitable... *sigh* I guess Japan would be nice. The cafes seem really cute. Also New York... 

Dream Job: Counselor.

When was the blog created: Probably when I was like 12... more realistically, 13 or 14.

Current number of followers: 449, more than half of them are porn blogs, probably.... :”)

Posts: 18,495... omfg

What made you decide to make a tumblr?: My friend, Dani, introduced me. Ahhh I remember we met on tinierme.com :”) good old days

Why did you choose your url?: ......It was my favorite animal and my facebook’s name was Duck Duck to avoid my dad finding it. Woops, he found it and forced me to change my name. It’s kinda lame, now that I think about it... u_u but hey, sentimental value. Don’t think I’ll change it any time soon.

Now I tag people so they can do it hahaha,,, I don’t remember anyone’s URLs ahhaha FUCK

@galleyus @kekmori @bronyperson55 @saraissmol @nullthestar @luffina-gemini @imaginewerecats @(Amelia’s tumblr if I could remember it :”””””) ) 

#rip #i tried #Haaaaaaaaa still taller than gaby #proud of myself #it's 2am and i'm doing this please send help

[gosungji]

Ooh. A tag post thing

Got tagged by @marklee-didthat

1. Who was your first bias and who is your current one? My first bias in: Twice - Dahyun (she’s still my bias woop woop NCT - Taeyong, Mark, Johnny and Jisung (again, still my biases) Seveteen - Woozi (My current is Seungkwannie and The8) BTS - Jimin (My current is Suga) Sf9 - Chani (still my bias, bless) Gfriend - Yerin (Still my bias) Red Velvet - Irene (I’m slowly leaning towards Yeri wat) EXO - Tao (My current is Xiumin) 2. Why did you get into kpop? Get ready for a long ass ride in this story lol So in 6th Grade my friend liked EXO and told me to watch their Wolf MV and tell her what I thought. So I did and I was hooked so I learned the choreo for the chorus and we danced to it at lunch. I got so into EXO I had a couple of postcards (although I can’t really find the rest TT) and posters and even found a repackaged version of XOXO album in the mall (it was like a miracle lol). I kept supporting EXO and then on 7th grade I discovered vocaloid and temporarily forgot about Kpop. So fast forward to 9th grade where I’m stanning more groups other than EXO. And the rest is now. 3. If you could join any other kpop group, which group would you choose? I’d choose NCT but it’s only for boys 😂 so Gfriend it is! Because I just really love their choreo and their singing is heaven (but nothing beats Mamamoo) and overall I would just tail behind. That’s alright tho. 4. If all of your biases proposed to you, who would you choose? Jesus I think I’d die. Okay, let’s do a bias evaluation: Taeyong - so from all the knowledge I have stuck in my head, he’s definitely the most perfect candidate. He can cook (he just makes minor mistakes but he knows what he’s doing), he loves organizing (I’m a huge klutz so I need someone who can help me with that.), he’s a neat, caring and lovely person. If I married him I’m pretty sure (pushing aside he’d probably have less time with me) he’ll be a great husband. But he needs someone to comfort him and tell him he’s not his past self. We all know he cried and apologized for what he’s done but he’s still hard on himself. So the pillar needs a pillar once it finally falls down. Johnny - Oooh boy. Johnny. Let’s see. So Johnny is also a neat person. I’m not that knowledgeable of his cooking skills but I know he used a tutorial to make chocolate cups with Ten. And that’s not bad. I personally think he’d be the fun type too. When he’s at practice and having a break he’d text you screenshots of memes that he finds really amusing or a screenshot of their groupchat where everything is just wild. He’d tell you about his day, how tiring it was, how fun it was etc. But you’d definitely question his closeness to Ten. It seems the two are in a relationship when they’re together 😂. If I was his wife (that would be a miracle) he’d act more like a bestfriend than a husband tbh. Mark - We all know Mark is fully capable. Except in cooking. He’s diligent, hardworking, and cares for his younger members. He works hard and it shows through their songs and albums. He’s a charming boy definitely. I think he’d be a great father someday. (Bless this boy) He’d be really fun to be with. He can get affectionate too but I guess when you two are alone. I think he’d be loyal. He’ll make up to everything he missed and I think he’ll do it. Seungkwan - THIS BOY. He’s the definition of a sweetheart. He’s insecure, he’s passionate, he’s caring. He’s scared of not being noticed and would do everything just to get your attention. He’ll sing, he’ll dance to whatever the fuck you’re blasting and etc. He’s insecure because the beauty standards in Korea is strict and it pressures him a lot. He needs someone who can tell him that he’s enough. That sometimes he doesn’t need to work himself up just to please everyone. (Just like Taeyong actually.) He loves his mom, he can cook, he’s entertaining and passionate of his work. Despite being bullied by the staff, he’ll keep his head up even if it hurts. He’ll hide it from you because he doesn’t want you to worry. But I’m worried one day he’ll snap and breaks down. He needs someone to hold him up once he breaks. After all this personality analysis I think Taeyong won this time. Seungkwan is close second and Johnny is third and Mark is last. I don’t know Jisung and Chani that well and I think The8 is just about to let on more bec his Korean has improved (he even called Hoshi a punk, lol). 5. If you could be in any facfic, what would it be? My Slytherin Boyfriend by iamnotaprodigy in Archive Of Our Own I think? But looking for an idol compatible for Slytherin is hard. Seungkwan is probably a Gryffindor or Hufflepuff so. Maybe a side character which is also capable of turning into a snake.(An Animagus) 6. What mythical creature would you be if you had a chance? 
A phoenix or a dragon. 7. Supernatural!au or mafia!au ? I actually haven’t thought about that. And I’m not that familiar with Supernatural. So both. 8. Which kpop idol would you switch bodies with? I don’t want to ruin their image by switching bodies with any idol. But I think this idol needs a lot of rest the most. So Mark. He could fuck up my life but I don’t care. As long as he’s well rested. 9. If you could have any idol as a pocket size companion, who would you choose? I love this question. I pick Seungkwan for good comebacks, Mark for encouragement and Taeyong + Rap Mon + Suga for decision making. 10. Which idol would you want to have as a sibling? Mark - because he cares a lot for his dongsaengs and I feel he’d do the same to a younger sibling. He’s hardworking and that could inspire me to do the same. J-hope - because he can lighten up the mood and he could cheer you up when you’re sad. He knows when to make jokes and when to be serious. Suga - because he’s wise and he can help to make decisions. He may look indifferent outside but he is very soft hearted and warm inside. 11. If you were only able to say 5 words to your bias, what would they be? Thank you for working hard. (This goes for each and everyone of my biases) Aight on to the tagging: @minpuffs @johnny-finally-made-it @chimchams @sugagi and anyone who wants to do it ^^

#long post #tag post

[unproduciblesmackdown]

multiples of three + the other factor to get that number (example bc i cant explain things: 6 + 2 (bc 3*2 = 6) = 8) also 17 :)

ohh worm thanks for that example it helps a lot! and thanks for the arithmatic prompt, i for sure enjoy that

4: are you self-conscious of your smile?

yeah a bit!! it’s not too huge a deal b/c i tend to forget in the moment anyways, but i'm trying to gradually unlearn it too 

8: what’s your favorite planet?

woop this just came in from someone else so for this one i’ll say earth of course and then the other one gets the “besides earth, obviously” answer

11: what color do you really want to dye your hair?

well besides that blue my second choice would be a real similar-saturation of a light pink. i myself am very pink undertones so it wouldn’t be a great look really but idc and also i don’t expect to ever actually dye it any color

16: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have absolutely no obligations?

i have no obligations ever really.......like IDEALLY obviously i like to draw but. i very rarely.......am drawing..........and like, yknow, watch a movie or smthing i guess i-dea-lly.........bake something?? idea lee? i’m not sure like. frankly historically Me Being Nice To Myself involves like, going out and about on my own so that i can like, do stuff, and be around people. in college all the time i went to the coffee shop on the corner not so much for the coffee as for like, going there to sit on my own and do the stuff i’d do on my own, but while being Around People. and i tend to be talk-starved so anytime i could go out to be there with friends would be great If it was a group who i could talk with and not end up third-wheeling (i was usually third wheeling *D: emoji*)

17: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

myer briggs well first of all stuff like introvert/extrovert and thinking/feeling logic vs emotion dichotomies Aren’t Real or even useful, and now every single time i just think about mafee being like “i’m an introvert actually :/” while taylor and ben are quietly amused. which, as billions associations go, is not very cursed. but the curse is [having one zillion inescapable Associations With Billions]

zodiac sign i am a Dog woof woof wats for lunch lol

hogwarts house liiike i mean i say either slytherin or hufflepuff but Probably hufflepuff 

18: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?

this is really a tough one actually lmao......besides not reading many Books in recent yrs it’s like. it’s hard to think of ones i Reaaaallyyyy liked.......i mean biiiig throwback but in middle school i coincidentally discovered and ended up reading all the john bellairs books at the middle school library, which are horror and like, pretty Gothic and just really managed to capture a tone of genuine dread and danger lot of the time. the mummy the will and the crypt (i think??) and the spell of the sorcerer’s skull were big faves. most all the books involved some Latent Evil Magic Force Curse Entity starting to return, and i remember in the former there was uhh, the evil entity was something which could transform into anything, including like, a shadow / pool of moonlight on the floor, and the only way to detect its proximity was through holding a candle and the flame would turn blue if it was close, and like, i remember there was this part where the 10-ish yr old protagonist and his pal were sort of lost in the dark in the rain and some guy in a raincoat talks to them and they run into his body later and it’s all husk-ified (the mummy, i guess) and that’s what happens if the evil entity Gets you. and in the climax of the book the protagonist is just entirely alone in the recently abandoned mansion in which this Entity kinda resides.....it was all Intense. and in the latter book the protagonist’s adult neighbor friend just vanishes and it’s some Curse thing where another evil shadow killer creature is like, gonna be this friend’s Doom if they don’t find him, and idk there was some part midway through where protagonist child is on a train trying to go to this town where the missing friend might be and then starts having this vision of Evil Skeleton Passenger staring at him while he’s paralyzed and then another vision past that involving going into this abandoned eviller shack and like, obviously my descriptions are shit but the books i always felt like did a great job of giving the sense that there’s this very threatening and oppressive Enemy which is both lurking in the peripheral but also at times like, more immediate so that it feels like there’s a dangerous confrontation / near misses. i also always remember this one scene from another book where the kid character is in the back of a car being driven by the Wizard Adults at night, and these headlights start tailing them though they’re going down back roads and stuff, and the adults get real tense and like, nothing much happens except for the sense of Impending Danger Tension increasing, and they lose it via a bridge with the ol Cross Running Water lore.......and like the kid does Nothing but a) all the books have younger protags (with the eldest being a few books about older teens / 20somethings) who are friends (or adopted in the case with the Wizard Adults) by older people like, 60s or 70s or so, and as a kid i was more comfortable around adults than other kids and especially people in that 60+ age range, so that was cool, but the kids in these books actually feel like they’re kids in that the adults are actually like, looking out for them and stuff, and while they inevitably Do end up doing more than a kid should reasonably do on their own, there’s also always plenty of scenes where just like, an adult will intervene and take care of shit. anyways they were really good and i’ve definitely read other books i like in the meantime but like, unfortunately it’s really hard to pick a book that i like really genuinely Flip for ykno

#whatt....tha Hell...is a hufflepuff #Anonymous