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#no sirs and madams and in between you don't get to tell me the whole depth of your nefarious plans just shut up and fight
imustbenuts · 6 months
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personal thoughts about playing JP games in JP vs EN, a lot of weird thoughts that probably won't make sense to many
not a dig at localization or translation or anything, just a word vomit on how im perceiving things.
theres 2 main categories in my head when i play games made by japanese devs. Western Themed, and Eastern Themed.
for Western Theme, games like final fantasy (all of it), some/few entries of fire emblems, no more heroes, and elden ring all fall into this category.
for Eastern Theme, it's games like persona, shin megami tensei, sekiro, sengoku basara, tales of series and RGG games
in my head, games in the Western Themed box are games i find far more enjoyable in english localization or dub, and actually find some of the japanese script to be kind of off putting. the Eastern Theme would be the opposite, games that are far more enjoyable in full JP than EN.
learning japanese has done quite a bit to my brain and the more i learn the more i think, "@_@ oh god im in a weird place where people won't understand me help"
because see, if i try to explain, it becomes weird and very subjective. and one of the main factor is that language is kind of intrinsically tied to culture in my head, which, :v
trying to type it down to explain anyway:
as an example, calling people by titles such as "Lord", "Sir", "Madame", "Knight", works far better for a Western themed game than an Eastern one. like, yes, that makes sense if i think about it, historically and even right now, those terms instantly spring up the images of a medieval knight and societal system in stone castles. cool beans.
but we don't use the word knight for Samurais. this is a whole other thing referring to the Japanese class of people wandering around with swords serving their feudal lords.
and in JP, it works the same. Kishi is used for Knights rather than the word samurai. for Lords, 卿(kyou) is used for English lords, and 殿(tono) is used for JP lords. but the japanese pronouns are still there, with some of the roots just reminding me of how a stereotype in JP media would speak. the -sama suffix is the same, and other words like -chan or anime/japanese rooted verbal tics can totally get in there, pulling me out of the immersion.
its like running face first into "Tis but a flesh wound" in the script - you know that specific root is in monty python, a fully ENGLISH bit. a good example of JP would be running into a cat who says "wagahai wa neko de aru", refering to nastume soseki's book I Am A Cat.
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especially in the case of Final Fantasy. with very few exceptions like 7, a lot of them fit better wtih an EN script bc of how much western themed theatrics and setting is packed in there.
as an example, i think i prefer seifer in ff8 for example going "One of these days, I'm gonna tell ya 'bout my ROMANTIC dream!" like a dumbass jock over "itsuka kikasete yarusa! ore no ro~~~~~mantikku na yume wo na!" like a dumbass JP highscooler (which he kind of is, but still not a dipshit jock)
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so its really the little things like that. subs not dubs doesnt work for me anymore, im in a very strange place, kupo.
another thing is really, just... the tropes. the deep disconnect between how people behave irl and how anime thinks people behave irl. kind of like how Hayao Miyazaki puts it in 2014,
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so, learning Japanese has actually done a weird bit where it's caused me to actually fully understand the JP, meaning when i pick up on the script getting off putting, it gets off-putting.
when people usually go "subs not dubs", its voiced from a sense that the JP voice is better than EN. but as the years go by this isn't really true anymore, some dubs can have serious quality that's unthinkable back in 2010 ffs. i think this is largely bc anglo-speaking audience do not understand JP, and so builds an imagination between the sub and the tone of the voice acting to carry the work.
but just like old ps1 horror games, that imagination is doing a good bulk of elbow greasing.
to explain:
there are times when JP writers puts in an objectively anime trope or thing. especially in the case of FE, where sometimes that it becomes 'ew' to people who aren't hardcore anime nerds. im talking things like the whole big booba onee-chan Camilla and the kawaii imouto/otouto Sakura and Takumi tropes thats kinda there in FE Fates. and the JP version of Anna's S support in Engage and the weird undertones thats going there.
masking it with subs can cause the audience to kind of brush it off as "aaah those silly japanese" or "ok this is just an anime trope". i mean, hell, check some discourse from people who yell about how this is censorship essentially defending it from what is effectively lolicon tropes and it's just. :v
and thats the thing. once that localization or sub barrier is removed, once im hearing actual JP and past any subconscious filter, i fully see the scene in its original form. i would then have a reaction exactly like hayao miyazaki.
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having that ignorance kind of protects an audience from just how deep the writers ouroborous'd themselves into the nerd sphere. i kind of wish i had that sometimes. the creep vibes in some original JP scripts makes me want to crawl out of my skin, and there is no way i can explain this to an audience without first sounding like im disparaging the original work, shitting on the writers, and bringing in my personal bias into the conversation.
which, yeah i guess it kind of is. but man. if elden ring can commit to their bit with anime tropes used in a good/interesting/subtle way, then so can every one else.
when i started learning JP to play JP games never to see the light of localization, this was not the experience i expected, tbh.
so in summary, im totally disillusioned to the idea of Original = Best, Localization = Censorship at this point. that rose colored glasses are hanging on by a thread now. kind of wondering what other stuff i'll run into but it's been a real interesting journey that i totally get if people wont understand.
loneliness and language learning goes hand in hand lol
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Can we please see another part for the Devil Nobles. I know you been sick but I am curious to what is going on now. Please????
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((Hello there anon, hope your okay today. I think I can get back into the swing of things now after recovering from being sick. But just give me a second please.))
((And some of the others spoken or talked to in this belong to my beloved friend @demon-blood-youths ))
Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom
The lessons kept on going for everyone as they were learning more about the take over of the human world. Though, the devils were already happy knowing some heirs have been getting engaged and others were still on stand by for this time.
Right now, Shdwkyz was able to calm Vivi down so they were now drinking some tea together in his territory garden with her. Goa told Shdwkyz to get to know his fiance more as they were talking and having a moment. Even hearing others were already enjoying themselves or trying not to panic.
However, he was not expecting to see another demon to visit today.
"Are you sure you are alright Vivi?" he looks seeing her being quiet and yet she nods.
"I'm alright now....sorry you had to see such a event from me...I guess this whole thing is stuck in my head.." she mutters to sigh but can you blame her though? It was sudden but she saw her tea then looks down again. "I guess I'm just....gonna get used to it aren't I?" she asked seeing him sigh.
"Trust me, we will....but come. Please enjoy your tea.....I already got some food coming in a bit." he said holding her hand that Vivi blinks to only look down and nod. As both were doing that, a snake demon guard shows up to bow his head to the two. Sir Shdwkyz and madam Vivi, you have another guest..lady Goa told him of you both being here. "he said.
"Huh? A guest?" he asked but the guard moves showing another demon there. He seems fit but was having demon bat wings on his back. His black eyes were shown but he did have the features of a bat or at least the ears. Vivi looks seeing him and Shdwkyz did too.
"....I take it your Shdwkyz right?" he asked seeing him nod.
"Yes? And you are?" he asked but saw the other bow his head slightly.
"My name is Terry McGinnis, I'm the heir to the demon bat territory to the north west from your kingdom and south from hers. And..it seems I am here due to becoming your fiance."
"......."
"Wait...what!?" Shdwkyz was shocked hearing this looking to Terry. "H..Hold on; your also my fiance!? But I thought I already.."
"Shdwkyz, remember what Vanity said, you can have more than one mate....just like Ink having 6 suitors and now their fiances to her.." Vivi explains this seeing Shdwkyz's eye twitch.
"........."
"..........Yeah, I'm just as shocked as you...I was not expecting that......but it seems that's the case now. I hope I don't make it weird between you and her-"
"Trust me, this is already been weird...but...do you wish to join us for a afternoon snack?" Shdwkyz said offering a seat but Terry nods to take a seat. Seems Shdwkyz got two mates now. oh boy.
However, he was not the only one going through this.
~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Your kidding right? How are you sure this is right?" Davion, the heir of the ember dragon demon bloodline, was speaking to his father Slyrak, the Ember Eldwurm demon was telling his son he would meet his fiance. But he was NOT expecting to be meeting him now.
"Oh come now my boy. I think it works for you. Besides, Ironia told me her heir already has another but I think you know her." Slyrak said leading him to where Rust was. He should be speaking with Breezy about something so it gives Davion a chance to meet them. Of course the dragon hunter wouldn't argue with his father. So he was lead to meet the two. in a royal blood garden, two guards opens the gates leading outside seeing a blond young man along with a dark brownish gold haired young woman doing some lesson by a teacher.
'So these two are my mates now?' he thought walking but that's when Slyrak clears his throat. Both the others stop to turn but blinks seeing him and another young man.
"Uhhhhh..."
"Can I help ya?" Rust asked even with Davion having his arms crossed.
"Hello there! I know you don't know me but my name is Slyrak, a ruler of the ember Eldwurm family. And this is my son, Davion. Davion, this is Rust Knight, the heir to Ironia and Breezy Hurricaine, a heiress to Zaro, the demon of the cursed winds." He said introducing the three.
".....Hello, it's nice to meet you both." Davion bows his head sligthly to them.
"..Same here. It's nice too meet you." she said.
"Yeah same....are you here visiting the kingdom today?" Rust asked but Davion sighed to look at him.
"You can say that..but theirs another ready why I am. You see....everyone's been hearing about the whole engagement thing happening. Then i heard you both are engaged?" he asked.
"Uhhh..wait what!? No, were not engaged!" Rust said waving his hands.
"Yeah, we don't have rings on us even so....." She said explaining it too. Hearing this, it got Davion looking at the two then thinks.
"Well, that might change....because it seems your my fiancee.." he said to Rust as Breezy blinks and Rust was silent. They had no words to say only for Rust to shout...
"WHAT!?!"
"Yes. Seems Ironia was getting information that you could be engaged and she thought it would be with just one..but knowing about dragons...it seems your my fiancee and she is too.." he said as Breezy was shocked and Rust was shocked and blushing red.
"W..What!? B..but...how?! I get Vanity said we might have multi partners but right now!?" he said still red but Breezy tries calming him down knowing this is a lot to take it. Like seriously. Seeing this, Davion sighed.
"It's true though...see?" He reaches to take something out, showing something. A box was seen showing two rings inside. His own ring was still seen but the knight and cursed hurricane were looking at the rings then at him.
"This..it's not true right? So this means I have t..t...two mates!?" Rust said.
"...Woah, I didn't know that was a thing.." Breezy said.
"It is..but like many have said, the devils or our parents are taking this a bit much? I was not expecting to have two mates...but..I am a knight so I can keep a guard on you both...since we will be engaged in the up coming wedding." he said and yet, Rust was red now. Wedding!?!?
All he did was groan to cover his face. Oh brother. Why was this happening so fast!? All Breezy did is pat his back to calm him but looks to Davion, "Ummmm...did you wanna sit and join us for a break? This is a lot to take in.."she said.
"...*Sighs* Yes please..." Davion said seeing he goes to take a seat while he knew his father was speaking to Ironia and Zaro. For now, seems Shdwkyz and Rust had two mates now. What were the chances in that?
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"Everything is going as steady as it can. So many are getting engaged or looking. This should not take too long. How fun!" Vanity heard some speaking but he sighed knowing their heirs are either taking it all in or some still panicking. Well, at least Ink is getting used to it even seeing her with the six engaged mates who was hanging out with her to know her better. So far, it was working pretty well too.
"Yeah, lets hope it stays that way. They have a lot to learn before heading back to the human world to take it over." Vanity said with his eyes looking out to think.
"But, they are doing alright about it. A few are getting engaged so it's something." Senkai said.
"I know that...but even with this, it's something...I just hope they are ready for that.." he mutters but the guards said nothing knowing of him and the other devils knowing. For now, only time will tell.
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omgrachwrites · 3 years
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Beautiful - Joaquin Torres
Pairing: Joaquin Torres x Reader
Request: Hi love, can I request a very warm,fluffy, reassuring and loving imagine ? I've been struggling with my self-confidence and body image lately so I'm in need of softness (you absolutely don't have to make the plot about body image if you don't want to). As for for who I request well... Joaquin Torres is my boy and he's a softie.Okay, I stop rambling now. I hope that you have a wonderful day ❤’ - @moonheartsposts
Warnings: fluff, fluff and more fluff!!!!
Words: 1426
Disclaimer: This gif doesn’t belong to me!
A/N: I hope this is okay @moonheartsposts angel, I love you! I just want you guys to know that even if you’re having a bad day that you’re all beautiful and if you ever need to talk to someone, my dm’s are open for everyone! Hope you guys enjoy this and please let me know what you think! I love you all! xxx
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The scalding hot shower that you enjoyed helped immensely with your horribly aching muscles after a long day at work, you had been working so hard lately and it was beginning to take its toll on you. You were just glad that you were going to have a relaxing date night with your boyfriend, Joaquin, who’d also been working non-stop so you both deserved some romantic alone time. The fact that in a few short hours you’d be sitting across from your beautiful boyfriend in your favourite restaurant made you so happy.
You sighed happily as you rubbed a towel over your wet hair and dried yourself off before applying your lavender body lotion – the one that Joaquin loved – before slipping into your satin robe. As you stood in front of your mirror, you smiled at your reflection as you began to apply your moisturiser. Lately, you had been struggling with your body image but as soon as Joaquin found out about it, he went to great lengths to show you how beautiful you were. It made you feel so much better about yourself and you promised him that you’d always tell him when you were having a hard day.
You felt his presence lingering in the doorway before you saw him and you grinned when he spoke up, “hello, darling,” you could hear the smile in his voice. It made you grin and you turned to face your gorgeous beaming boyfriend as he sauntered towards you. He pressed a sweet kiss to your lips before he softly kissed your forehead, “god, you look so goddamn beautiful. Can you just wear that robe when we go out to dinner, please?” he pouted as his strong arms circled your waist as he pulled you into his chest.
You scoffed with a giggle as you playfully slapped him on the chest, barely able to contain your grin as you wrapped your arms around your neck, playing with the ends of his hair, “I think that the restaurant will have a problem with that,” you laughed, “how was work?” you asked as you stood up on your tiptoes to give him a sweet kiss.
When you pulled away from him, Joaquin whined as he attempted to follow your lips with his own. God, you loved him so much, “it was okay, same old really. I sorted out a new mission with Sam for a couple of weeks’ time. It feels like all I did was count down the hours until I saw you,” he flushed as he averted his eyes and pressed an open mouthed kiss over your knuckles.
You smiled as you cupped his cheeks and he looked up at you with those endless chocolate brown eyes that you loved so much. Grinning, you stood up on your tiptoes again and pressed a long lingering kiss to his lips, “I love you, Joaquin.”
“I love you too, angel,” he kissed your forehead before he reached down to lace his fingers through yours and gave your hand a loving squeeze, “I’m gonna go and jump in the shower.”
“Okay,” you grinned at him and grabbed your hairdryer, getting to work on getting your hair dry.
“Oh my god!” Joaquin gasped dramatically as he clutched at his heart when he came back upstairs a couple of hours later to see if you were ready, “warn a guy next time, Y/N! You look absolutely stunning!”
You laughed as you turned to face hi and your mouth practically watered at the sight of him in a dress shirt and slacks, you grinned as you looked him up and down, “and you look so handsome!” you felt so lucky to be able to share your life with someone as amazing as him, “can you help me with the clasp on this necklace, please?”
He beamed and walked over to you, his gentle fingers brushing against your skin as he fastened the clasp. He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed the back of your neck as he rested his chin on your shoulder, “you are so beautiful, you know that right?” his words caused tingles to shoot through your body.
When you met his eyes in the mirror, he must have seen the hesitation on your face because he pulled you closer, “you are so damn beautiful and I’m going to keep on telling you that forever, I love you so much.”
You smiled and turned your head to press a kiss to his warm cheek, “I love you too baby, I’m so lucky to have you.”
“I’m the lucky one,” he beamed, his eyes twinkling as you looked at you.
You and Joaquin decided to go to your favourite restaurant for your date night and you were shown to your table on the second floor by your favourite waitress, “you look so beautiful, Y/N,” she winked at you.
Joaquin grinned at you, resting his hand on your lower back, you could feel the warmth of his hand burning through your clothes, “she does, doesn’t she?”
“Thank you,” you smiled shyly, feeling your cheeks grow hot with embarrassment as you looked out at the amazing view.
“Madame,” Joaquin pulled out your chair for you and performed a silly little flourishing bow that made you laugh.
“Why thank you, kind sir,” you smiled as you kissed his cheek.
At first, Joaquin seemed nervous about something but after a couple of your favourite drinks, he seemed to loosen up so you wondered about it no longer. He held your hand from across the table as you talked about your week. You were always taken aback at how he looked at you while he listened, like you put all of the stars in the sky. You never imagined that someone could love you so much.
In between dinner and dessert, Joaquin started to get nervous and fidgety again, when he pulled at the collar of his shirt, you decided that you needed to know what was going on, “Joaquin, what’s going on?”
“Huh?” he lifted his head to look at you, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushing.
You smiled as tenderly as you could, despite the worried feeling in your chest; “is there something you need to tell me?” you took his hand and rubbed your thumb across his knuckles, “you can tell me anything you know that, right?”
Joaquin took a deep breath as he shot you a dazzling but shaky smile as he leaned across the table and gave you a quick kiss, “you know that I love you, don’t you?”
You nodded, “of course I know that, I love you too,” on the outside you were calm as could be but inside you were freaking out, “baby, what’s going on?”
He smiled as he stood up, reaching inside the pocket of his slacks and he took both of your hands in his, “Y/N Y/L/N, I don’t think that I ever knew what love truly was until I met you. Everybody told me how amazing it was to be in love but I didn’t believe them, at least not until I met you,” he cupped your cheek and gazed into your eyes lovingly, “beautiful, Y/N, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?” he asked as he got on one knee.
You distinctly heard the woman on the next table gasp in delight but all you could do was stare at Joaquin. He wanted to marry you? Tears stung at your eyes and the longer you stared at him, the more nervous that Joaquin got, “I’m err gonna need an answer honey,” he laughed nervously.
His voice made you snap out of it, “yes! Yes of course, I’ll marry you!” he beamed and slipped the gorgeous ring on your finger as he got to his feet and pulled you into his arms, lifting you off the floor and spinning you round as the other patrons whooped and cheered. You giggled as you cupped Joaquin’s cheeks and kissed him deeply, you were marrying the love of your life, you were marrying Joaquin Torres, the most beautiful man in the world.
As you and Joaquin left the restaurant, drunk on champagne, your favourite waitress stopped you with a delighted smile, “congratulations, you two! You make a beautiful couple.”
Joaquin pulled you close as you walked down the street, “you’re gonna be the most beautiful bride in the whole world,” he beamed as he kissed you beneath the stars and it was in that moment you felt beautiful. He made you feel beautiful.
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@moonheartsposts​ @smiithys​ @elayneblack​ @amelie-black​
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yostresswritinggirl · 3 years
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Genshin Impact Prompt List
Made by yostresswritinggirl
Public Domain Post again! I made this because I realized that I haven't seen a drabble list that's compliant to the game's universe, however some of these lines can also be generalized! I will NOT write for this, I just made this for everyone who wants to try it out, and it was really fun to make! List is 103 lines long, go wild!
"You knew we were going to Dragonspine, now your ass is freezing."
"The milelith won't like this."
"The Knights of Favonius won't like this."
"The Fatui would have liked this."
"Is there perhaps a discount in Wangsheng Funeral Parlor?"
"Sir/Ma'am, I'm gonna need to see your gliding license."
"The statue looks kinda hot."
"Where can I buy Fatui wear?"
"Where can I buy Abyss Mage wear?"
"It hurts I know, but have you eaten a raw Jueyen chili before?"
"Paimon is being stupid again."
"I don't think the Ruin Guard wants to be friends."
"In terms of Mora, we have Childe."
"They're turning you into a furry, it's concerning."
"Let me ask the stars— the stars said no."
"If we throw hard enough, we can probably hit Celestia."
"This is the sixth time I saw you fell off Barbatos' statue and it's getting concerning."
"You're telling me this feather will make me powerful?"
"It's been three months, when will you stop challenging the Oceanid?"
"That's pretty high, you think I'll die from that height?"
"Come on now, they're just taking a break..."
"Pick a god and start praying."
"I'd know that hair from anywhere!"
"So, about that economic crisis..."
"Hey, have you been to that 'perfume shop' before?"
"I actually don't drink tea."
"Does coffee even exist here?"
"Timmie's birds make the best Sweet Madame!"
"Olah!" [Hello in Hilichurlian]
"Hm, I wanna adopt one of those." "THOSE can kill you, by the way."
"Woah, cool weapon, can I have it?"
"Sir/Ma'am, this is strictly a no diving zone."
"I haven't seen green grass in ages..."
"Please answer honestly, is this genocide?"
"Never thought flower-picking would end up like this."
"This commission is not worth the mora it offers."
"There are no explicit laws against it, but this feels weirdly illegal."
"I don't think Katheryne wants to give me any more commissions."
"Nothing like a delicious Hilichurl camp-cooked meal!"
"So you're homeless?"
"Does being chased by guards count me in as a criminal?"
"This sign can't stop me, I don't understand Teyvat language!"
"I think I'm too stupid for this puzzle."
"How many artifacts do I have to get before I'm considered part of the Treasure Hoarders?"
"I need me a pocket Barbara."
"I know that cough from anywhere, that's definitely ____!"
"That bastard." "Yeah but which one?" "THE bastard."
"You know it actually doesn't taste that bad— *proceeds to vomit*"
"Since when was the last time you took a shower?"
"I'm pretty sure this is crossing borderline masochist territory."
"I don't like the sight of red snow."
"I don't think this is part of the prophecy."
"You ever look at something and think, how much Mora would that cost?"
"There's too many pretty wo/men around here."
"You have no idea how books can cause murder in this continent."
"You need a break, we all need a break, please take a break."
"My subordinates aren't home." "I'm on my way."
"May all the seven archons forgive me for what I'm about to do."
"I don't really know what's happening, but if it involves you, it's probably not good."
"You wouldn't want to anger the God of Contracts now, would you?"
"I'm gonna need a shot of fire-water for this..."
"You're telling me THIS is edible?"
"You're telling me S/HE'S not sus?!"
"You are dripping hella suspicious energy, maam/sir."
"God, I wanna be manhandled."
"I'm gonna climb that."
"Please don't climb that."
"I want to come out of this alive, thanks."
"You're too hot to be single, what is this sorcery?"
"You can't say aesthetic to everything."
"I'm from another world, these laws don't apply to me!"
"I'd appreciate it if you don't scream honeybun in public."
"Think of what _____ would say!" "They'd probably say I don't care."
"Would being an atheist prevent me from receiving a Vision?"
"Ewww, a (weapon) user?"
"I'm gonna need you to do social distancing, about 100 meters away from me."
"Where's a restraining order when you need one?"
"Ohh." "Ohh?" "Rock." "Rock?" "Shiny rock."
"I would like to dedicate this song to my dearest friend." *screams*
"Awwe, you scared them away." "I think you did that yourself."
"I can hear them, the Gods." "What do they say?" "That you need to shut up."
"I wonder how it's like to be eaten whole by a slime."
"I don't think bandages is an appropriate date attire."
"There's this annoying pain at my side. My right side. Right next to me. This pain right here."
"How can one be THIS broke?"
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but s/he's right for once."
"This nation sucks, I'm leaving."
"You can't arrest me, this is the City of Freedom!"
"I can't even pick a meal myself and now you're making me choose between these hot wo/men?!"
"In my world, we call this a not-poggers moment."
"I never knew fishing could be competitive."
"You're too cold for your Vision."
"You're too hot for your Vision."
"Ugh, why can't this happen on a Sunday?"
"Which innocent bystander did you steal this from?"
"This team needs a power cheer."
"I'm so mad, I'd fight gods!"
"That Hilichurl is looking at me not nicely."
"THIS is why you're under MY supervision."
"There's a thing called ignorance and you're abusing the heck outta it."
"No amount of painkillers can relieve me from the headache that is you."
"And you said we're just here to PICK flowers."
"I know where this is going, and it's going somewhere I don't like."
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professorsnape394 · 3 years
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The Potions Master’s Apprentice
Chapter Sixteen: Halloween
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A/N: This is the sixteenth part to my fanfiction ‘The Potions Master’s Apprentice (Severus Snape x OC)’. Chapters 1-16 can be found already uploaded on Wattpad under the same name. Feel free to leave requests in my inbox for anything Snape related you want me to write. Leave a comment below if you wish to be added to my tag list.
Pairing: Severus Snape x OC (Dumbledore’s Granddaughter)
Summary: A talented young witch is employed as an apprentice professor at Hogwarts, but who will she be working under? Severus Snape is not best pleased with his new responsibility of taking on an apprentice, however she is relentless to create a friendship between them. Will she be successful? Or might the friendship just go a little two far? With the eyes of her grandfather constantly watching over them, an attempt at a relationship might not be in the cards for Aria Dumbledore and Severus Snape.
Word Count: 5342
Warnings: mentions of sexual harassment, alcohol consumption. 
Credits to Gif Creator
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"Harry Potter." Dumbledore whispered, his lip almost trembling as he read the scrap of parchment that had just been spat out from the goblet.
The hall felt silence.
"Harry Potter." He spoke louder, looking furiously around the hall.
All eyes now searched for Harry.
"Harry Potter!" Albus yelled for a final time.
Aria felt her heart pound in her chest, surely this was a mistake, he wasn't even of age. She looked to her right, hoping Severus would provide some reassurance, though he too seemed just as shocked as she.
The young Gryffindor rose gingerly to his feet, being forced up by his friends and classmates. He seemed petrified, and just as confused as everyone else.
Students heckled him as he walked through the hall, assuming he had found some way to cheat the system. Neither Snape nor Aria believed this could be the case.
Aria Dumbledore stumbled slightly on her heels as she looked around desperately for someone to correct the situation. Without thinking she gripped her hand around the potions masters arm, clinging on for dear life. "Severus." She pleaded, her eyes wide with desperation, brow furrowed in frustration. "He's only fourteen."
Snape looked down at his apprentice, the look in her eyes paining him possibly more than the thought of the young boy competing in a deadly tournament. He opened his mouth to speak, almost about to place his own hand onto hers. But froze as Harry approached the Headmaster, and the parchment was thrust into his hand.
Severus broke away from Aria, turning his gaze outward as the boy came face to face with him.
Still completely shell shocked Harry made his way out of the room, earning a reassuring motherly tap from Minerva McGonagall on the way before disappearing along with the other Tri-Wizard champions.
Instantly the remaining students were dismissed back to their dormitories while a commotion broke out among the professors.
Both Headmaster Karkaroff and Madame Maxime outraged at the mere prospect of Hogwarts having two competing champions. The resident professors however, were far more concerned with Potter's safety than having a leg up in the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Dumbledore flew from the room, Severus following at his heels, and all the other teachers not far behind. Minerva faltered for a second, falling in line with Aria as they made their way from the room, clinging to each other desperately.
"Harry Potter, did you put your name in the goblet of fire?" Dumbledore asked calmly.
"No sir." The boy stuttered, his eyes darting between the crowd of professors.
"But of course, 'e is lying." Olympe accused, towering above even Hagrid.
"To hell he is." Mad- eye moody stepped forward. "The goblet of fire is an exceptionally powerful magical object, only an exceptionally powerful confundus charm could have hoodwinked it, magic way beyond the talents of a fourth year."
"You seem to have given this a fair bit of thought, Mad-eye." Karkaroff spat in return.
While the two men continued arguing, Aria broke arms with Minerva, once again working up the courage to approach Severus. Bringing his attention away from the chaos, she wrapped both hands around Snape's bicep, forcing herself closer to him. "Please." She begged.
Severus faltered. He saw the desperateness in her eyes, as well as in his friend Minerva's. He knew they both cared deeply about the boy. But what exactly was he meant to do?
"The rules are absolute." Barty Crouch sr. spoke. "The goblet of fire constitutes a binding magical contract. Mr. Potter has no choice, he is, as of tonight, a Tri-Wizard champion."
Severus locked eyes with Aria, wishing he could do more. Slowly Aria let her hands fall, she knew now he would not intervene.
Back in the potions classroom, Aria had almost become furious with Snape for not speaking up. Severus on the other hand, was getting sick of the woman going on at him about it, and was rather more concerned with why she chose to hold him in the way she did. A thought that hadn't let his mind since her fingers left his arm.
"I cannot believe you didn't stop them, Severus. Harry is not skilled enough to compete, not to mention the competition is renowned to be deadly. I can't believe it's actually still allowed to continue."
"And what exactly did you expect me to do Miss Dumbledore?" Snape questioned flicking his cloak behind him as he took a seat by his desk. "Barty said it himself. The rules are absolute, he is contractually bound. Nothing I could have said would have made any difference."
"But you could have tried." Aria whined, slamming her palms on the desk.
"And achieved what?" Snape shot up, his tone sharpening. "You overestimate my influence in this school, Miss Dumbledore. While your grandfather may rely on me for trivial duties, that is where my power stops." He snapped, getting annoyed at the woman for consistently guilting him.
"But you must know he didn't put his own name in, he couldn't have!" She persuaded, exasperated.
"Whether I believe he did or did not is irrelevant. He is competing and that's the end of it. That also goes for this conversation. I don't want to hear anymore of it." Snape warned, his eyes piercing into her. "Take the rest of the day off." He commanded.
Given that it was Saturday he had no right to keep her there anyway, though the witch had hoped she could spend the day with him, even if it meant giving themselves more work. Now that she had been banished from the classroom the prospects of her day were low and given that it was Halloween she suspected almost all of the students would be hauled up in their dorms throwing their own private parties. She had heard from Fred and George that it wasn't uncommon for the Gryffindor common room to be host to a number of events throughout the year, today certainly wouldn't be any exception.
Thinking of the students enjoying themselves sparked an idea for Aria. If they students were having party, why couldn't the professors?
Aria dedicated her day to doing her rounds of the school inviting every professor and member of staff she could think of to a party in the staff room that evening. It appeared the professors were just as in need of a night off as the students were, by the looks of it the party planning had gone quite successfully.
* Making her way briskly through the dimly lit dungeon corridor, Aria headed for the Hogwarts staff room, hoping not to cross paths with any suspicious looking rogue students on her way. As she passed by the old wooden door of Snape's office it occurred to Aria she had neglected to invite one crucial member of staff to this evenings event.
"Fuck." She groaned, running a hand through her sleekly styled hair.
Teetering on her heels Aria debated knocking on the door. Though it was highly unlikely Severus would even want to attend her party, she knew it would inevitably be better asking him at the eleventh hour than to not ask at all.
Braving the knock, she prepared herself for the ridiculing she was bound to receive.
A moment or two passed with no response, assuming Severus was located elsewhere, Aria chose to let herself in, just in case.
To her surprise Severus Snape was sat, hunched over his desk as he usually was. Only this time his desk was no longer cluttered with papers but displayed a singular framed photograph, which seemed to captivate Snape. He was evidently deaf to the world.
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Coughing lightly to declare herself, Aria gently shut the door behind her.
"Professor Snape." She announced trying to get on his good side, though a hint of surprise and embarrassment remained.
Straightening his posture, Snape extended his arm slowly, slamming the picture face first into the desk, desperate to keep it hidden.
"Miss... Dumbledore." He droned, eyeing the woman up and down. A slight look of disgust forming on his face. "What are you doing here?"
"I... I erm... I've arranged a small get together in the staff room tonight; you know, some drinks and snacks and music, since it's Halloween and all. I was wondering if you wanted to come?"
"I think not, Miss Dumbledore." He said, instantly turning away, disinterested.
"Of course: I understand." She nodded her head nervously. "It's so last minute, I doubt many people will come anyway, to be honest with you." She shrugged, shuffling on her feet.
Snape looked up from his desk, watching the woman squirm, he almost pitied her.
"Professor Flitwick informed me of your little 'get together' earlier this afternoon Miss Dumbledore." His voice dropping with boredom. "It seems the whole faculty is excited by the prospect of a party. I wouldn't worry about attendance too much."
Aria's heart practically flew out of her mouth. It hadn't crossed her mind for one single moment that Severus would have interacted with anyone besides herself today, let alone been discussing social events.
"Fuck." Aria said again, under her breath. "I meant to tell you Severus, honestly. It slipped my mind, I didn't mean to leave you out. I feel so stupid. I'm so sorry." She rambled.
"Relax, Miss Dumbledore." He commanded. "Whether I knew about your party or not has no affect on my decision. I wouldn't have come either way, I assumed you would know better than to invite me, it's a waste of time and energy for the both of us."
"Oh, I, er... I thought maybe since it was me, you might have reconsidered." The words had come out of her mouth before she had even realised what she had said. What made her any different from any other Professor?
"Don't flatter yourself, just because I am forced to work with you everyday does not mean I am willing to change my entire personality for you." Snape scoffed.
"I just meant- oh what's the point, your right, this is a waste of time, I'll leave you alone."
The witch turned to leave, one hand reaching for the door, before she heard the voice of the potions master speak up again.
"Wait." He demanded. "I'm curious. What exactly are you supposed to be?" The potions masters eyes travelled up and down the girl, inspecting her outfit for any trace of a costume.
"Oh." She stopped in her tracks. "I'm a sexy devil." She grinned, showing herself off and brandishing a pair of cheap plastic horns and a pitchfork she had been anxiously twiddling behind her back.
"Of course you are." He scoffed, rolling his eyes in disgust.
"I got them from Zonko's, it was the best I could do at the last minute." She shrugged, shying away.
Reaching again for the door handle, Aria froze, spinning back on her heel.
"Who is she?" She asked abruptly.
"I'm sorry?" Snape retorted, baffled that she dare even ask.
"You got a question, now I do too. Who is she?" The Professor nodded to the toppled over picture frame.
"How do you-"
"I just do. Who is she?" Aria pressured once more.
"A friend." He answered simply.
"Do you love her?" Aria couldn't help but pry further, though she had no idea why she wanted to know.
Severus simply looked up from his desk, his eyes connecting with Aria's. They shared a knowing look, neither of them needing to verbalise it.  
"Oh." She responded, pressing her glossy scarlet lips together. "I guess you're not as heartless as you pretend you are after all." She smirked, finally leaving the room.
*
"Severus couldn't make it then?" A feline-esq Mcgonagall asked, joining Aria next to the drinks table.
"No." Aria replied. "He was busy. I shouldn't have expected him to anyway, this isn't exactly his sort of thing is it?" She said looking around at the crowd of professors disguised as pirates, superheroes and zombies, casually chatting and swaying away to the  music.
"I shouldn't think it is." Minerva agreed, taking off her pair of false cat ears, giving her head a moments release. Aria couldn't help but laugh at her choice of costume, which I'm sure was professors desired reaction.
Pouring yet another drink Aria felt herself swaying back and forth in her heels, the alcohol was finally beginning to take its toll.
"Pace yourself, my dear, the night is still young." Minerva chuckled, taking a sip of wine.
"Sorry." Aria chuckled, gulping down the rest of her cocktail, completely ignoring the advice from her friend. "It's just been a while since I've allowed myself to get drunk, ya know, the side effects don't agree with me much."
"Well your still young I suppose, people your age often are out partying every weekend. I think you should allow yourself the luxury just this once, eh. The side effects are tomorrow's problem." The older woman winked.
"God, I hope not." Aria whispered, but continued pouring drinks nonetheless.
"Join me?" Aria said, clumsily pouring two very large shots, for the pair to down. "Let's get a bit more life into this party, shall we?" She announced, turning up the music and began filling a tray of shot glasses up, passing them around the room.
"Everyone gather around and let's make this interesting." The young woman mischievously announced.
Lining up numerous shots glasses and filling them with various miscellaneous liquors, Aria waited for the staff to gather round the table.
"Truth or dare. Alcohol edition. If this doesn't get us all absolutely hammered by the end of the night, nothing will." She laughed, hoping that getting these witches and wizards drunk and spilling some secrets would be a bit more fun that just standing around talking.
"And on that note, I feel this may be my cue to retire for the night." Dumbledore informed, taking Aria by the hand, giving her a reassuring squeeze. "You lot have fun." He smiled, chuckling to himself as he walked away.
One hour, two bottles of tequila and several very very drunk professors later Aria Dumbledore was satisfied with her attempts at spicing things up. The game had begun to wind to an end, with a couple of teachers tapping out, a few more passed out, and, in the case of Hagrid and Olympe Maxine, making out.
"Your turn again Aria; truth, dare or drink." Aurora Sinistra enquired. The small crowd buzzed, hyping her up as she carefully considered her decision.
"Truth!" She shouted, chickening out of yet another dare, and she truly did not think she could handle one more shot.
"I have one for you." Igor Karkaroff confessed, seemingly appearing from out of nowhere and plopping himself down in the empty space next to Aria.
"Then go ahead." She allowed, gathering her legs in a basket and turning to face him.
"How do you really feel about Severus Snape?" He breathed, his face inching closer to hers the longer she paused to think. The few invested professors fell silent eagerly anticipating her response.
"How do I feel about Snape?" She slurred, letting out a small amused laugh, as her body continued to sway towards Igor unknowingly.
"He's... curious." She began, finding her words amidst a sea of drunken thoughts. "He has the capacity for love and friendship just like the rest of us, yet he chooses to be mean-spirited. And for what? No apparent reason but his own satisfaction. He can be rude and arrogant and cruel. And despite it all I try my best try to show him kindness, but where does that get me? He calls me out in front of practically the whole school? That was so fucking humiliating, and I'm just supposed to forgive him? I think it's safe to do say I'd live a happy life, if I were to never see that man again."
"It's seems you've had a bit of time to think about this? I assumed you and Severus were friends." Madam Pomfrey commented, as the room fell silent.
"Can anyone really be friends with that man." Aria scoffed, beginning to feel uncomfortable, as it became clear to her that others did not share the same opinion.
"Admittedly Severus can be a hard man to get along with. But really he's not so bad once you get to know him." Minerva informed. "While he may not show it, he does care. Give him another chance, Aria, it takes a while to warm up to him."
Aria gave a small nod, thinking now might be a good time to wrap things up. She felt guilty for saying such bad things about Severus but it had also been some what of a release to get it all out there before she was truly able to forgive him for all the horrible things he said.
Picking up her scattered heels she had abandoned some time ago, Aria decided to call it a night.
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Severus Snape had barely moved from the moment Aria Dumbledore had left his office. He sat frozen in time, simply staring at the picture of her. It had become routine for him at this point, every year, on Halloween, he would mourn the life of the woman he had once called best friend. He thought back to that night when he found her, murdered by the man he had put his faith in, the man he believed would spare her life, the man he vowed from that point onwards, he would help put an end to. It was on this day every year, he reminisced on his life full of regrets.
It was then he heard a small amount of commotion and scuffling echoing through the dungeon corridor. Assuming it would be a couple of excitable teenagers Snape made his way out, ready to deduct a couple of house points for disrupting his evening.
Unable to distinguish any facial features in the dark, Snape listened carefully to the drunken mumbles from down the hall. As he closed in on the pair it became clear to him that what he once assumed to be a playful make out session, was in reality an act of unwanted attention. The female was clearly drunk and struggling to dissuade the man's advances.
Illuminating the tip of his wand, Severus ripped the man away from the woman, thrusting him into the light. "Karkaroff?" Snape winced, releasing his tight grip on the headmasters collar. Slowly coming to terms with the reality before him, Snape's eyes darted towards the woman, who, seconds ago, had been pinned to the cold stone wall. Pealing away the curtain of hair from her face, Aria timidly revealed herself.
"What the fuck are you doing Snape?" Karkaroff grumbled, stumbling backwards, struggling to keep his balance.
"I could ask you the very same question, Igor." Severus seethed, pressing the tip of his wand firmly into Igor's neck.
"No need to get so defensive." Karkaroff chuckled. "Do not believe this innocent act, she wants this just as much as me. She's gagging for it, Severus, you should know that more than anyone." He burped grotesquely, making a move in Aria's direction.
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Instantly forcing himself between the ex-deatheater and his assistant. Severus dug his wand deeper into the man's skin. "Do not come any closer, Igor. I suggest you leave now and hope to God that Dumbledore doesn't hear of this."
Karkaroff paused for a second, running his tongue along his bottom lip in contemplation. Slowly closing the gap between himself and he potions master, Igor Karkaroff whispered into his colleagues ear. "I can wipe her memory straight after, no one needs to know. Go back into your chambers and forget you ever saw anything. I wouldn't blame you if you did the same."
"You disgust me." Snape spat, shoving the man away from him.
Karkaroff laughed sinisterly once again, seeing no real severity of his actions. That was the last straw for Severus. Swiping his wand across his face, a small but painful cut began to appear on Igor's cheek, a tiny pool of blood quickly forming and spilling down his face.
"Go. Now. Before I regret letting you off so lightly." The potions master commanded.
Having silently witnessed the whole exchange, Aria felt her pulse racing, feeling utterly helpless in her drunken state. Half expecting Severus to simply turn and leave, Aria begun to fiddle with the hem of her dress, not wanting to see him walk away. To her surprise a warm hand rested itself on her bicep, defrosting her body from the outside in.
"Are you okay?" Severus asked sincerely concerned.
Aria nodded her head repeatedly, but refused to meet her mentors gaze. "He didn't really do anything. He... he just wanted to come in for a nightcap." She tried to convince herself.
"I think we both know what his intentions were." Snape droned, agitated by her stupidity.
"Thank you." She said solemnly, her eyes finally meeting his.
Acknowledging her appreciation, Snape turned on his heel ready to finally retire for the night.
"Wait, Severus." She spoke up, finding her voice again. "I could use some company tonight. Do you mind if I join you?"
"It's been a long day, Miss Dumbledore. I was planning on getting at least some sleep tonight."
"I understand." She hung her head, embarrassed for even asking.
Looking down at the disappointed look on the young woman's face, he did not have the heart to leave her after what had just happened. Letting out a hefty sigh, Snape made his way to his office, throwing open the old oak door, waiting patiently.
"Come on then." He offered, motioning to the empty room.
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"Do you mind if I...?" Aria gestured to a rogue bottle of FireWhiskey. "For the nerves."
"Go ahead." Snape permitted, settling back down behind his desk, while Aria made herself at home in his office.
Truthfully Aria had found herself becoming rapidly more sober by the second and she was desperate to put an end to that feeling as soon as possible. She was already embarrassed enough without the risk of Snape asking anymore questions.
"How was your little party." Severus pondered, having nothing else to occupy him.
"Not bad. Would have been better with you there though." Aria confessed, taking a seat on the edge of Severus' desk, gulping down her glass of FireWhiskey.
"I doubt that that is true." He droned, rolling his eyes, unconvinced.
"Of course its true, you're my friend Severus. Why do you find it so hard to believe that someone could enjoy your company." She raised an eyebrow at the potions master.
"There is not much to like about a man like me, Miss Dumbledore. I simply do not see the appeal." Leaning forward in his chair, Snape averted his gaze.
"Well I do." Aria assured firmly, refusing to take her eyes off the man in front of her. "And clearly you were open to friends in the past. You speak of this woman for instance, the two of you were friends." She tried to get him to open up.
"For a while." He replied simply.
"See."
"When we were children." He elaborated, once again meeting her eyes. "And that brief phenomenon ended when the prospect of a better opportunity arose for her." Snape added bitterly.
"That cannot possibly be true." Aria scoffed, unconvinced he was telling her the whole truth.
"That, coupled with my less than amiable personality, and a few harsh words drove her away for good. And with final nail in the coffin being just that, there is no hope for a reunion any time soon." He finalised, his tone harsher and more agitated than before.
"Is that a habit of yours then?"
"Is what a habit of mine?"
"Attempting to drive away your friends by insulting them." She said it only to be playful, hoping to coax a small smirk from him, but clearly that night was still a sore spot for him, even more so than it was for her. "Why don't you allow yourself the simplest bit of happiness, Severus. I know for a fact there are many Professors who think very highly of you, if you only let yourself be liked, you would have a great number of friends."
"What makes you think I want friends, Miss Dumbledore." Snape relaxed in his chair, finally turning his full focus to the young woman. "Has it ever occurred to you I am like this for a reason. That I like to be alone. That I drive people away simply because I do not want them in my life."
"I don't believe that for one second."
"Why?" He challenged. His temper beginning to boil at the woman's unyielding persistence.
"Because you loved her, Severus." Aria Dumbledore blurted. A moment of silence filled the room, the pair both slightly in shock that she dare speak the words, that Severus Snape was capable of love, aloud. Nevertheless she chose to continue, seeing no harm in speaking her mind now. "She was your friend and you loved her. I know it broke your heart when she died. And I know your trying to protect yourself from getting hurt again. But you must let yourself be vulnerable, or else what is the point in living? I am determined to be your friend, Severus Snape. And while I know that probably terrifies you, you really do not have any say in the matter. If you truly liked being alone, you would have left me out in that corridor tonight." She finished with a sigh.
Hoping off the desk to pour another drink, Aria's mind hummed away. Something felt different between her and Severus tonight. Despite at first being thrown off, and admittedly, slightly jealous of the woman in the picture, it had given her hope. Not fully understanding what she was feeling, she decided to blame it on the booze. Whatever it was, was tomorrow's problem.
Intending to join Aria for a drink, Severus ventured out from behind his desk, meeting Aria in the center of the room. Having practically read his mind, she presented her friend with a very large glass of Firewhiskey, and began to make a start on her own. As the cold glass balanced on the edge of her lip, Aria suddenly became hyperaware of how close her and Severus' bodies were. His fingertips grazed her own as he made to take the glass from her, clearly lingering for much longer than necessary. Aria darted her eyes in his direction, wondering if he too noticed their closeness, she found him staring right back at her. With no sign of uncomfort or anxiety visible in his face, Aria felt her heart begin to beat faster than ever, and her palms became instantly sweaty. Gulping down the remainder of her drink, she slammed her glass down on the desk, turning to the door.
"I think I should go." Aria swallowed nervously, refusing to meet Severus' gaze. "Let you get some rest, finally. It's already so late."
She was panicking and rambling. It was obvious to both her and Severus. But the way he looked at her. She had never seen him look at anyone that way, he didn't look as harsh or mean or unimpressed as he usually did, and that terrified her. Though it wasn't how he looked at her that scared her, it was how it made her feel. Butterflies inhabited her stomach, her heart pounded in her chest, and her throat scratched when she spoke it had become so dry. She knew she had to get out of there before she done something she might regret.
"Aria, wait." Severus called out, placing his glass next to it's twin, though his remained untouched.
It was the first time he had called her by her first name. It felt so... intimate. She loved the way it sounded coming from him. His velvet monotone made her name sound so smooth and delicate. She could listen to him speak forever, she thought to herself. Shaking herself back into reality, Aria forced herself to turn and face Severus.
Without missing a beat Snape closed the gap between them, pulling her body close to his; one hand resting on her waist, the other cupping the back of her head. Before either of them knew what had happened the pair found themselves lost in a chaste, but passionate kiss.
Seemingly coming to his senses Severus Snape forced himself off of Aria, his face instantly flushing with colour. Averting his gaze, it was clear he was starting to regret what he had just done.
"I apologise, that was... I shouldn't have-"
To his surprise Aria cut him off, resting a cold hand on his newly warmed face. Their eyes met for a single moment, both knowing that this was what the other wanted. Standing slightly on her toes for height, Aria thrust her lips onto his, pulling him closer and tighter than before. Deepening the kiss Severus quickly regained control, letting himself lose himself in the moment. The couple found themselves drifting towards the door, using it as a support, allowing them Severus to be as forceful as he wanted. While Aria's hands roamed the whole of Severus' body, squeezing and grabbing anywhere she possibly could, Severus on the other hand, remained the perfect gentleman, keeping his hands strictly to her waist and face, and eventually settling on either side of her head, leaning against the firm wooden door.
Breaking away for a moment of air, Aria let out a satisfied groan, biting on her bottom lip seductively. Severus could not take his eyes of her, watching her every move hungrily, struggling to catch his breath.
"Wow." She finally exhaled, but instantly Aria pulled him in once more.
As the kiss continued and another second passed, the pair became hungrier for one another, and so the more passionate the kiss became. Getting almost too caught up in the moment, Aria made a move for Severus' belt buckle, hurriedly unclasping it, ready to undo his zipper.
"Stop." Severus panted, grabbing her wrist, before she went any further.
Coming to her senses Aria retracted from the situation, a wave of humiliation washing over her as she watched Severus re-buckle his belt.. Hiding her face in her hands, she moved out from between Snape and the door.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"No, It's not your fault." Snape tried to reassure. "I just... I wouldn't want to take advantage."
"You wouldn't be taking advantage, I was the one who wanted to-"
"I just think we need to end things here." Snape said firmly, once again cutting the woman off.
Accepting defeat Aria nodded to herself, knowing he was right. She had never felt so embarrassed in her whole life, she knew she would regret allowing herself to drink tonight, it never ended well.
"I should go." She whispered to Snape, refusing to look any higher than the man's shoes.
"Aria." He breathed, his voice full of sadness, knowing she was beginning to regret kissing him in the first place. He wanted to asked her to stay, but he knew it didn't matter what he said now to make up for stopping her, the moment was gone and so too was she about to be.
"Goodnight... Professor Snape." The witch sighed, reverting back to professionalisms and clicking the door shut behind her.
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If you don't mind, Noctis, Gladio and Ignis are finally meeting Prompto's parents.
Author’s Notes: Thank you for this prompt! I really hope you don’t mind, but I made it a sequel to this drabble. I’ve been meaning to get around to a  part two, and this was the perfect chance. I hope you enjoy. :)
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An Evening Out
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The restaurant isn’t to Ignis’ usual standards, but given the circumstances, it can’t be helped.
He has all of two hours to make a reservation, and the selection of quality dining establishments for a semi-formal meal isn’t terribly large to begin with.
But by seven pm sharp, all six of them are standing in the Blossom of Lestallum, and a distinguished older gentlewoman bows at the waist and says, “Sirs and madam? If you’ll follow me this way.”
On the way to their table, Prompto’s parents walk arm in arm, Prompto hovering beside them like a hummingbird after a long winter, overjoyed to see that the flowers are back in bloom.
He hasn’t stopped chattering the whole way here, seemingly immune to the fact that the replies he receives are stilted and far between. “Aw, man,” he says now. “Would you look at this place? They’ve got a chandelier!”
It’s a touch too loud; embarrassment clouds the face of Prompto’s father, and he flickers a quick glance out toward the patrons who are already seated.
Ignis presses his lips into a thin line, and he doesn’t say anything at all.
The table they come to is circular, polished black marble, small enough to be intimate. Prompto seats himself to his mother’s left, sliding into the chair with a warm smile that’s almost shy. Ignis suspects that, had his parents thought to leave a spot between them, he’d have availed himself of that, instead.
“So,” says Noct, when the orders have been placed and the menus cleared away. “Lestallum, huh? How long have you guys been here?”
Noct’s face is open and curious, the line of his shoulders relaxed. No matter how often Ignis has attempted to school him in diplomacy, he’s never quite lost his tells. It’s for the best, perhaps, that he does not suspect.
Prompto’s mother and father exchange glances. “Not terribly long,” says Prompto’s mother. “There’s been so much going on.”
“Yeah, no kidding,” says Gladio. “You guys must have been twisted all up in knots, trying to get ahold of Prom.”
There’s a stutter of hesitation, a moment too long. “We knew he was in good hands,” says Prompto’s father, after the awkward half-beat of silence.
“And he wasn’t in the city when it fell, thank gods,” says Prompto’s mother. “Still, we’ve been worried. Traveling with the prince? You?”
Prompto gives a self-conscious little laugh and rubs at the back of his neck. “Right? That’s what I said.”
Ignis feels something rise up in him, then – something hot and sudden, fiercely protective. Sparing a glance for Gladio’s face, he thinks he sees the hints of it buried there, as well.
“Honestly, Prompto,” says Prompto’s mother, and reaches out to him for the first time since their reunion in Lestallum’s marketplace. For a moment, Ignis thinks that she’ll take his hand and give it a squeeze, but instead she rests her palm over his wrist, on top of the leather band he always wears. “It’s dangerous for you out there, sweetheart. Especially now.”
Prompto goes very still. The flush of joy that’s lit his cheeks these past few hours fades away, and he steals a furtive glance around the table. “I’m okay, mom,” says Prompto. “I’m – I’m being careful.”
“Good,” says Prompto’s mother. She takes her hand back, and beside her, Prompto stares down at the top of the table, toying with the corner of his elaborately folded napkin.
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The whole affair is painful to watch.
By the end of dinner, even Noct’s caught wise, all but bristling as they exit the restaurant. 
When Prompto throws his arms around his parents’ shoulders to hug them farewell, one after the next, Ignis watches Noct’s face: sees the muscles tight in his jaw and the slightly furrowed brow.
He catches Noct’s eye, and he gives his head a small shake, and Noct huffs out a frustrated breath and looks aside.
“It’s been a pleasure getting to meet you, finally,” says Ignis, smooth as ice, when it’s his turn to bid them farewell.
“Yeah,” says Gladio, and the way he shows his teeth when he smiles is decidedly unfriendly. “It was really something.”
Noct says nothing at all, until Ignis fixes him with a stare and tips his head to one side, just slightly. “Thanks for having dinner with us,” he forces out, at last.
“I guess that’s everything,” says Prompto. “I mean, you guys’ve got my phone number now, right? For when you get a new phone?”
“Of course, sweetheart,” says Prompto’s mother. 
“We’ll be in touch,” says Prompto’s father.
And Prompto beams, and scrubs at his eyes with the back of his hand. He says, “Take care, you guys. Okay? Stay safe.”
“We will,” says Prompto’s mother.
“You bet,” says Prompto’s father.
Ignis waits for some sort of reciprocation. He waits for the fond words of farewell.  
Instead, Prompto’s mother says, “Well, it’s pretty late.”
And Prompto says, “Oh, yeah. Yeah, sure. See you guys!”
And he waves as the pair of them turn to walk away.
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season 1 episode 1
Uncle Phil! Man! How are you doing? l am not your uncle Philip. My fault, man. l must have got the wrong crib. l didn't know there were so many brothers living in this neighborhood. We're doing all right, huh? You have the right house. l am Geoffrey, your uncle's butler. Okay, well, l. Cheerio and all that rot. Bring the horses round, would you? lf you will follow me l will show you to your room, Master William. Hey, man, it's cool if you just call me Will. Master William tradition dictates that a clean, unbreakable line be drawn between a family and their butler. Therefore, it is necessary for the operation of a household that you address me as Geoffrey and l, in turn, address you by your proper title: Master William. Who are you, Robo-butler, man? Come with me, Master William. Yo, G. Let me rap to you for a second. All this Master William stuff, l'm not down with that, man. Make it sound like we're back on the plantation, like: ''Massa William ! Massa William ! '' Let's come up with something better that you could call me. What would you prefer? Check this: ''His Royal Freshness. '' That's dope. Master William, walk this way. No. -Willie! -Hey, Aunt Viv! -Sweetie, hi. -How you doing? My goodness, let me look at you. Turn around. The last time we saw you, you were this funny little boy. Now look at you. My goodness, you are a man. That was the plan. lt is amazing. You certainly have grown, Will. Well, we all have. Did you enjoy the trip? The plane ride was stupid. All the way first-class-- Excuse me? -l'm saying the plane was dope-- -Excuse me? No. Stupid, dope. No, that doesn't mean what you. How would he say. The flight was really neat. Geoffrey, would you take Will to his room, and help him get settled in? -Yes, Madam. -Nice seeing you. -Master William. -You got to love this guy, right? -Did you see the way he was dressed? -What's wrong with it? -You hear that language? -We used slang when we were kids. Do you remember our first date? You took one look at me and said: ''That is a bad dress. '' You could've just said it was a good dress. l could have, if l liked it. Actually, it was a bad dress. That's stupid. Now, take it for whatever meaning you want. Now he's got you doing it. Philip, cut him some slack, please. He's my nephew. And l would just appreciate it if you would try to understand him. Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad. -Hi, sweetie pie. -Hi, Ashley. Yo, this place is huge, man. Next time l go to my room, l'm gonna take some bread crumbs. -Will, this is Ashley. -Hi. My little Scottish cousin. Pleased to make your acquaintance. l'm your humble servant. -He's cute. -l know he is. -l'm gonna take a swim before dinner. -Good luck. The pool heater's broken. -Don't you just hate it when that happens? -Yes, that is my pet peeve. -You got your own pool here? -And a tennis court, too. Yo, this is better than Love Boat. This boy gonna be maxing and relaxing. Hold on just a minute, son. We promised your mother that you're here to work hard, straighten out and learn some good old-fashioned American values. Dad, l need $300. Hilary, your cousin Will is here. Hi. Dad, l need $300. That's a lot of money, Hilary. What for? l need a new hat. -For what? -Probably her head. Okay, l'm going on the Save the Ozone celebrity bus next Saturday. lt's gonna be Bruce Willis and Demi, Rob Lowe, Emilio Estevez or Charlie Sheen, l can't remember which. We're taking the bus all over town to protest air pollution and then we're gonna motor to the beach and have a big bonfire. What? l'm not an expert or anything, but don't you think driving a big old bus around town and then having a bonfire is sort of adding to the problem of pollution? Look, if this weren't a good idea l really don't think Ally Sheedy would be involved. Hey, look who's here. Benson. -This is for you. -But l didn't get you anything. Your uncle has invited several of the partners from his law firm to dinner. At the time of the invitation, he did not realize you'd be descending upon him today. And regrettably, it was too late to cancel. Yo, are we having a party? We're gonna get stupid, right? For some of us, that will require very little effort indeed. -Miss Ashley. -That will be all, Geoffrey. That's all you had to say to get rid of him? l've been racking my brain. -This is for you. -Thank you, Ashley. This is nice. You're very talented. Well, l'm glad l'm good at something. l tried out for the school chorus today, but l didn't get in. How come? Well, when l auditioned for Mrs. Berkley l couldn't remember all the words to the song. The part l remembered was fantastic. -l'm sure it was. l bet you're def. -That's what she said. Not deaf. D-E-F. That's just slang. Means terrific, good. Thank you. You should try rapping. When you're rapping, you mess up the words and make up some new ones right there on the spot. Let's try this. l'll sing one line, you make up a line to rhyme it. -Okay. -All right. Let's see. ''You didn't get into Miss Berkley's chorus'' -l'm thinking, all right? -That's all right. We got all day. -Okay, l've got it. -Here we go. ''You didn't get into Miss Berkley's chorus'' ''l'd like to hit her in the head with Roget's Thesaurus'' ''Don't need no choir when you're a rapper'' ''Gonna hunt Miss Berkley down and zap her'' ''Got this whole town of Bel-Air buzzing'' ''Get a load of me and my rapping cousin'' Ashley, why don't you go downstairs and get ready for dinner. -Okay, Daddy. Bye, Will. -Check you later, Ash. Look who's here, Will. Who is he? lt's your cousin, Carlton. Don't you remember? When you two were little, people thought you were twins. You looked exactly alike. l guess some things never change. -How's it going there, Will? -lt's going all right. -Malcolm X. -He's sort of my hero. Well, he was a great man. l don't know if l'd call him my hero exactly. -Really? Who are your heroes? -Well, my dad. And Bryant Gumbel. He's darn good. Oh, my, yes! l see they brought your tuxedo. Tell me something, Will. Have you ever attended a formal dinner before? Other than that thing at Buckingham Palace, no. The important thing to remember is to relax, enjoy yourself and when in doubt, do whatever Carlton's doing. -You got it, man. -Okay, l'll see you at dinner. -That's a really neat tux, isn't it, Will? -Yes. lt's definitely the cat's meow. Wait till we come downstairs in those tuxes. People may not think we're twins, but l bet they'll think we're brothers. l don't think you have to worry about anybody mistaking you for a brother. Touche. This is going to be great. Your first formal dinner. And tomorrow, l'll introduce you to the gang. Maybe we'll play a set of tennis or two. Yes, this is going to be wild. -Where is he? -He's upstairs changing. Not Will. President Reagan. -You didn't? -What do you mean, l didn't? -You invited him again. -Why not? He's our neighbor. He's turned down the last 16 invitations. When are you gonna take a hint? -Maybe l should call his house. -Don't. l don't want him here. -Why not? -Because he'll bring her. Anyway, Bruce, Demi and l all feel that the ozone layer must be protected. l mean, every square foot of rain forest that's cut down brings us just one step closer to global warming. We have to learn to protect the earth. Not just for ourselves and not just for our children but for the future of all mankind. l had no idea it was such a serious problem. l really commend you for getting involved in such a good cause. Thanks. lt's my passion. -Where can l send a donation? -l don't know. Oh, my God! Philip, don't make a big thing out of it. lf this is how he feels comfortable. He's not killing anybody. Aren't you going to introduce Will? lntroduce him. Well, Steve, David, Henry. This is Will, my nephew by marriage. Will, these are my partners in the law firm of Furth, Winn and Meyer. Earth, Wind & Fire! When's your next album coming out? Will is going to go to Bel-Air Academy with Carlton. Good for you, Will. l used to fence at Bel-Air. Really? How much do you think we could get for that stereo? These hors d'oeuvres look tempting. Don't mind if l do. -How could you do that? -lt's all in the tongue. l'll show you later. There are other people at this table. You're right. Any requests? -Sweetie, would you say grace, please? -Yes, Mommy. ''Hey, there, Lord My name is Ashley Banks ''My family and friends Want to give you some thanks ''So before this dinner's All swallowed and chewed ''Thank you, God, for this stupid food'' Hey, Geoffrey, home butler. l'm glad to see you, man. lt is a special thrill for me as well. Check this out. l'm gonna be down here for a while. Why don't you hop on in the kitchen and get me some cocoa? Master William while it is my natural inclination to accede to your every demand l officially go off duty at 9:00 p. m. And if you care to look at your watch, you will note that the long hand is on 12, and the short hand is on 9. lt is 9:00, Master William. And do you know what that means? Masterpiece Theatre is on. Sir, do you require anything further of me? No, Geoffrey. Then l shall retire. Man, he took that hard. l want to talk to you. -About what? -You know. From the minute you came, you've been a one-man wrecking crew trying to tear down what's taken a lot of hard work to build up skewering everything with your flippant shenanigans! Man, l was with you up till ''skewering. '' You know what l'm talking about. You deliberately tried to embarrass me tonight and l don't get it. Your aunt and l went through a lot of trouble to bring you here. -This is the thanks we get? -l ain't asked to come. Everyone's talking about shipping me off, and dressing me up and changing me into something l don't wanna be. Nobody wants to change you. You told me yourself l got to straighten out. ''When in doubt, act as Carlton acts. '' Man, l don't wanna be like Carlton. l'm a joker. l play around. l have fun. Being a joker is what's gotten you into trouble. You may think it's cool to be on the streets when you're 17 but when you're my age, it's a waste. l can't think that far ahead. That's your problem. You can't take anything seriously. Look, man, l don't have the problem. You have the problem. l remind you of where you came from and what you used to be. l don't know, somewhere between Princeton or the office, you got soft. You forgot who you are and where you came from. You think you're so wise. Look at me when l'm talking to you. Let me tell you something, son. l grew up on the streets just like you. l encountered bigotry you could not imagine. Now, you have a nice poster of Malcolm X on your wall. l heard the brother speak. l read every word he wrote. Believe me, l know where l come from. -You actually heard Malcolm speak, man? -That's right. So before you criticize somebody, you find out what he's all about. l'll take care of you in the morning. l'm going to bed. Hold on. l can't tell my side of the story? No, you can't. l know what you're all about. Believe me, the very thought of it makes me very tired. Good night. Ladies and gentlemen, my fly girl, Ashley Banks. -Would you teach me how to dance? -Yeah. Not in here. Even l lose my rhythm in this room. Okay. -Could you do me a favor? -Sure. l seem to be missing a Walkman. So if it shows up anywhere, like, l don't know, on your head, maybe maybe you could get that to me. -Sorry. Dad won't let me get one. -How come? He says he wants to hear everything l'm listening to, to make sure it's not bad. -What record does he think is good? -He really likes the Care Bears. Ash, from time to time, your father's gonna say or do things that may seem irrational or hard for you to understand. lt's not because he's mean, or a bad guy, or that he doesn't care about you. lt's that he's from Mars, Ashley. -l gotta get washed up. -Me, too. -l'm really glad you're living here. -Thanks, Ash. You're like the big brother l never had. What are you talking about? You got. You're right. l see your point. How many bathrooms you got in this place? Four and a half. A half bath? How does that work? lt doesn't have everything a full bathroom has. You better show me a full bathroom. l don't want to take no chances. Next bathroom. Can't a person gargle in peace? Hilary, are you gonna be in there for long or is this just like a pit stop? Stop hounding me. l'm trying to take off my makeup. Now, go away. Okay, good night, Hilary. l knew it! Read more: http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/view_episode_scripts.php?tv-show=the-fresh-prince-of-bel-air&episode=s01e01
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