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ms-skaterat · 1 year
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The Grand A-Z List of Whump 2/3
This list contains ~174 items listed I to Q
As always, I heavily encourage people to research topics thoroughly when writing. Whump is generally a 'dead dove' sort of topic, however it is important to avoid stereotypes/misinformation. This lists intention is to not glorify/romanticise sensitive topics in any way.
This is a comprehensive list of injuries, Illnesses and tropes - including those from the Whumptober 2023 trope vote!
All submissions are listed in italics, and those who wanted to be tagged will be included at the end. If you have any more submissions: please send them via DM/my ask box.
[A-H] [R-Z] [NSFW List]
List below the cut:
I
ICU
Identity reveal
Ignorance is Bliss
Ignoring an Injury
Immersion foot syndromes (Prolonged exposure to damp and cold)
Immobilization
Immortal healed wrong
Immunodeficiency
Impalement
Improvised medicine/treatment
Indigestion
Infected (Blood, Wound, Tattoo etc)
Infested
Injured caretaker carrying an even more injured whumpee.
Injured whumpee instructs caretaker how to treat them.
Injury Discovery
Injury Revelation
Insecurity
Insomnia
Insults
Internal Bleeding
Interrogation
Interventions
Intimate whumper
Intubation
Involuntary whumper
Isolation
Isolation/Quarantine
Itching
J
Jailed
Jamais vu (The experience of being unfamiliar with a person or situation that is actually very familiar.)
Jealousy
Jet Lag
Jumping (to safety, forced to jump)
Just dying in general.
K
Keeping quiet because the enemy is nearby
Keeping the whumpee awake
Ketosis (body burning fat for energy)
Kidnapped by the opposing team
Kidnapping
Kidney Stones
Killed! (Again and again and again for the lovely immortal whumpees<;3)
Kneeling
Knife through hand and into wall/floor
Knocked Out
L
Lab Rat
Laryngitis
Late realisation
Left for dead
Leprosy
Lichenberg scars/Lightning strike
Limited Medical Supplies
Live-Streamed/Broadcast torture
Lobotomy
Locked Up and Left Behind
Losing a Bet
Loss of appetite
Loss of reality
Lost (In the woods, city etc)
Lost voice
Low Blood Pressure
Lumbago (lower back pain)
Lupus
Lured into a trap
Lying
Lyme's disease
Lymphoma
M
Magical exhaustion
Magical healing
Magic whump (using spells to harm someone)
Manhandling
Major Character Death
Makeshift Splints
Malaria
Malnutrition
Manhandling
Mauled
Measles
Medical trauma
Medieval Torture
Memory Loss
Meningitis
Menstrual Cramps
Mental illness after being kidnapping (and addressing it)
Migraine
Military lovers
Military whump
Mind control/Manipulation
Miscommunication
Missing
Missing Person
Mistaken Identity
Misunderstanding
Mono
Mopping a sweaty brow with a cool cloth
Mudslides
Muffled Scream
Mugging
Multiple Sclerosis
Multiple Whumpees
Multiple Whumpers
Mumps
Muscular Atrophy
Mute
Muzzled
N
Nailed to a wall or floor
Nails digging into palms
Nail marks left in the whumpees skin
Natural Disasters
Nausea
Near-Death Experience
Necrosis
Neglect
Nerve damage
Nerve pain
Nightmares
No anesthesia
No goodbyes
Non-responsiveness
Nonhuman whumpee
Not allowed to die
Not Realizing They’re Injured
Nowhere else to go
Noxious (gas/fumes)
Numb
Numbness/Paralysis
O
Obsession (with finishing the mission, the whumper obsessed with the whumpee etc)
Open Fracture
Orthostatic hypotension (low blood pressure when standing)
Osteogenesis Imperfecta (brittle bone disease)
Outnumbered
Overdose
Overworked
Oxygen Deprivation
Oxygen Mask
P
Packing a wound
Panic attacks
Paralysis (this could be temporary or permanent)
Paranoia
Parent caring for sick child
Parkinson's
Passing out from pain
Passing out in arms
Permanent injuries that affect them long term
Phantom pain
Phobias (could lead to character stumbling and hurting themselves in an attempt to escape their fear)
Photographs/Polaroids ( Especially if they're of the kidnapped whumpee)
Physical Therapy
Piercing ripped out
Pinched nerve
Pinned Down/To The Wall
Plague
PMS
Pneumonia
Pneumothorax
Poisoning
Polio
Possession/possession recovery
Post-exertional malaise
Post-ictal confusion/any other symptoms (after a seizure)
POTS (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome)
Power Fatigue
Praise (especially if it's from the whumper)
Pregnancy (morning sickness, self-conscious, hot flushes, tired and sleepy, general malaise, swollen feet, weird cravings...)
Presumed dead
Prisoner Exchange
Protecting friend from the whumpees own team (bonus points if doing it while injured)
Psychological Torture
Psychological Whump
Psychosis
PTSD
Pulled Muscles
Puncture Wounds
Q
Q-Fever
TAG LIST: Thank you very much to the following people for submitting ideas! (I apologise if some tags did not work, I'm not sure why tumblrs not letting me tag you!)
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grison-in-space · 2 months
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So the thing I didn't mention in that poll I published yesterday is that the motor initiation piece that is, at the time of this writing, absolutely sweeping the poll as the Worst Thing people struggle with?
It's the specific thing I'm trying to pull together a grant for, perhaps unsurprisingly. But it's also the only one that actually isn't classically conceptualized as executive function. (I know, I know, that feels stupid to me, too.)
See, formally speaking, we describe executive function in terms of higher-order cognitive processes that allow us to complete complex tasks. There is a lot of work on, for example, "set shifting" (which is a particular paradigm for studying the ability to transition between different frames of mind, essentially; it's measuring cognitive flexibility) and on action inhibition / impulse control. (One of my colleagues works on set shifting, in fact, and I might actually take a look at that later.) We also have a lot of work on how individuals make decisions and prioritize conflicting needs.
But the transition between motivation and motion is a lot harder to study, and it doesn't fit so neatly into this top down paradigm, either. Most of the people who study this kind of movement initiation are people who aren't really focused on executive function per se at all. They're mostly people who work on Parkinson's, in fact.
The problem is that the best way to untangle how these systems work is to break specific things and see what impact that has on the overall function, and that means working with animal models. You know what we can't study as easily with animal models? Wanting to move and not being able to initiate self-paced motion—that is, we can't get inside an animal's head to understand what it wants to do in the absence of a moving body to indicate that thing. This is part of why many of our best studied kinds of executive dysfunction involve not doing a thing, rather than doing it: that way you can look at error rates and study a measurable change in behavior.
There are things we can do, though. For example, you can disentangle motivation versus pleasure in a rat that enjoys things but has no motivation to make them happen by asking questions like: I know that rats like water with sugar in it. If I set up a device that squirts a trickle of sugar water into the mouth of the rat, does it close its mouth? What facial expressions does it make? If I put bitrex in the water instead of sugar, does the reaction change? (Yes, emphatically.)
The thing is, motivation is regulated by dopamine... and so is movement. There's good reason to think that neurodevelopmental disorders like ADHD and autism are mediated by weird dopamine signaling patterns, and we certainly know that there is a direct relationship between abnormally high dopamine signaling and schizophrenia symptoms... and that abnormally low dopamine will give you Parkinsonian tremors.
Most stimulant meds for ADHD work by upregulating dopamine signaling, too. All of them are associated with increased locomotor activity, among other things. We know that dopaminergic signaling precedes actions in the body, too: you get firing before the actual motion happens.
Somewhere there is a threshold of motion initiation that is getting fuckily disconnected. I have some thoughts about where it is, but I definitely need to run some experiments to check my hypotheses against evidence.
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hptransfest · 11 months
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HP Trans Fest 2023: Reveals!
2023 Reveals Masterlist
31 March
Fic:  Like a Promise • Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley • 1.4k • Rated T By: letsdothepanic
Fic:  Coming Out (With A New Style) • Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter • 1.9k • Rated G By: daydreamerdisease
3 April
Fic: the mortifying ordeal of being • Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter • 33.3k • Rated M By: Piarelei
4 April
Art:  Pride [Art] •   Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter   • Rated G By: Melcarrianna
5 April
Art:  Just For You • Remus Lupin/Severus Snape • Rated T  By: SafePlaceSnupin
Fic:  Edges • Sirius Black & Remus Lupin & Peter Pettigrew & James Potter • 0.6k • Rated T  By: lightinthehallway
Art: S.T.R.A.P. • Hermione Granger • Rated G  By: Tpants
Fic:  when who you once were sheds its skin (for the new you) • Harry Potter • 5.7k • Rated G  By: BitterArm
6 April
Fic:  Zeitgeist • Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lily Evans Potter/Severus Snape • 54k • Rated E By: hsvh
7 April
Fic:  only half of what I think I can be • Scorpius Malfoy/Hugo Weasley • 7.4k • Rated G By: Lalalaartje, MoonlitMarauder
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10 April
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Art:  i lay flowers at the altar of you/ metamorphosis [ART] • Luna Lovegood/Pansy Parkinson • Rated G By: honeybeet
11 April
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Fic: The Difference • Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy • 23k • Rated E By: DontStopHerNow
Art:  [ART] Their special announcement • Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley • Rated G  By: digthewriter
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18 April
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20 April
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21 April
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24 April
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26 April
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inheartofwinter · 2 months
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FIC CLAIM
Sing Me A Song
(Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter; M; ~15k)
Gift for @khb-writes
My submission for H/D Erised 2023.
Millions of thanks to @porcelainheart3 for helping me beta this fic! I don't know how it would turn out without you =v= Probably nothing good.
Summary: On his birthday, Draco Malfoy discovered that he was a half-siren and had a mate. The problem was his mate was none other than the famous Harry Potter, aka his sworn enemy who despised him. What would he do next? On a side note, why was Harry Potter so annoyed that a certain obnoxious blond git had stopped antagonising him?
Additional tags: Humor, Fluff, Angst, Misunderstandings, Creature Fic, Inspired by Music, Song fic, Tea, Post-Hogwarts, Idiots in Love, Pining, Getting Together, Fights, Drinking, brief use of ableist language, brief use of misogynistic language, H/D Erised 2023, Background Polyamory, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, POV Draco Malfoy, POV Harry Potter, Minor Blaise Zabini/Ginny Weasley/Pansy Parkinson, Minor Luna Lovegood/Theodore Nott, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Ministry of Magic (Harry Potter)
“Can’t run away anymore, huh?” Potter slammed a stack of documents on Draco’s desk. His grin looked a bit too savage for a little friendly chat between co-workers. Draco unconsciously pushed his chair back a bit. Where was the mouthy bint when Draco needed her? He was going to demote her! “I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” answered Draco with a tight smile, trying not to let his panic show. But Merlin, Potter looked good. Gone were his usual dopey smiles; the smile he had on right now was full of teeth. It looked wild and downright dangerous, like an untamed beast, especially from the angle Draco was put in. And he was so close. “You don’t understand?” Potter arched an eyebrow, faking surprise. And then, he leant in until their noses were almost touching. “About how you’ve been scurrying away like a rat whenever you see me?” It turned out, Potter didn’t just look good. He smelled good, too. ‘Calm down, Draco. You’re better than that,’ Draco mentally scolded himself. ‘Stop acting like a bird in heat.’
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ghoultrifle · 3 months
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Ghost on Taskmaster !!
Copia is Alex Horne and you cannot convince me otherwise. Awkward rat boy who's subservient to his master? Yeah, rings a bell.
Honestly I don't think any of the papas have the right vibes to be the taskmaster, in my mind it's Omega. Big, strong, kinda mean and takes no shit.
Okay now here's my ghoul-by-ghoul analysis on what kind of contestant they'd be and which past contestant i'd compare them to !!
Aether - Definitely a Jo Brand or Julian Clary. Couldn't give less of a shit, just here for the free food tbh. Will occasionally try but can't be fucked to do anything physical. Everyone loves him for it, too.
Cirrus - Kiell Smith-Bynoe. Ultra competitive, has beef with another contestant (Rain). Effortlessy hilarious in everything she does.
Aurora - Charlotte Ritchie. Dressed appropriately (dungarees). Tries really hard but doesn't always succeed. Very optimistic though :)
Mountain - A mix of Bob Mortimer and Mark Watson. He's a prize task extraordinaire with hundreds of unbelievable (but true) stories. Will also get bullied by the Taskmaster though.
Phantom - Lucy Beaumont and Judi Love vibes. Just doesn't seem to understand what the fuck is going on at any point. A good laugh though and will always fight for points.
Sunny - James Acaster. She's chaos incarnate ("My eyes are circles?"). You think it's a character but as time goes on you begin to question that assumption ajskldfkh.
Rain - Mae Martin. Gay and good at it. No notes.
Cumulus - Al Murray. She's focused but also really cheeky. Always looking for loopholes. Will throw money at the tasks like it's nobody's business.
Dewdrop - Nish Kumar or Katherine Parkinson. People think he's going to be a half decent contestant, but he's actually incredibly shit at everything. Gets annoyed frequently.
Swiss - Ed Gamble. Once again very competitive and will throw a fit if he doesn't win. Can also laugh at himself but secretly dies inside when he does badly on a task. A great podcast host for the after-show interviews.
tagging people who expressed even the tiniest bit of interest so this incredibly niche post doesn't flop @sphylor, @thesunhatesme, @chapel-of-rizztual, @ghouletteanon, @cheerycherrycandy-resurrected, @mikorsghouls
Thank you for listening, have some homoeroticism :)
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dracoxmalereader · 4 months
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Silver "I"
Context: Fifth chapter of my older ravenclaw reader story. Takes place still during Umbridge's time at Hogwarts, still before she becomes headmistress, but at this point she's already getting super desperate to catch whatever Harry and the rest of thems has going on.
All chapters/parts together can be found on Wattpad and Ao3
Summary: Draco can't help but listen in on Crabbe and Goyle's gossiping about Umbridge using the cruciatus curse on students. Though, it is quite suspicious that the student in question is a sixth year ravenclaw, just like certain someone he knows...
Word Count: 879
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The great hall hadn’t been the same in Dumbledore’s absence. The room once echoing with lively chatter had fallen mute, gradually being hacked to only dull whispers from those brave enough. The tables grew more sparse by the day, students opting to retire early to the common rooms or kill time elsewhere.
Even Draco had to admit it was a bummer, the silver “I” pinned to his robes growing duller with every boring meal he sat through. The hallways of the castle were lifeless, extravagant walls plagued with educational decrees.
Dinner was definitely the worst of all three meals, Draco decided. He picked at the food in front of him, zoned out to the background noise of his lackey’s hushed back-and-forth from either side of him. The large windows were dark, light of the hall reflecting off them and giving him little to get lost in.
“Really?” Crabbe was barely legible through his mouthful of food, but the draw of entertainment pulled Draco from his trance. Pansy Parkinson took her seat across from the trio, smoothing a wrinkle in her uniform skirt.
“I was there,” Goyle’s face held an ugly grin, smugness oozing from it. He continued, “I was the one that ratted him out, watched her do it myself.”
“Watched who do what?” Pansy leaned towards them, joining in on the conversation.
“Umbridge used the cruciatus curse on a sixth year-” Crabbe started. Draco hissed like he’d been burned.
“Gossip is heavily discouraged.” He scowled at Goyle before turning back to Crabbe. “And one must not tell lies, unless you’ve forgotten.”
Draco’s skin crawled at the mention of the curse, but he was not about to let his stupid goons mess up their positions in the Inquisitorial Squad because they had to run their mouths.
Crabbe chewed at him, swallowing heavily and licking his lips obnoxiously before responding. “I thought you two were friends though?”
Draco’s brows drew tight in confusion, anxiety blooming behind his ribs. How many sixth years was he friends with? He tried to reassure himself.
Goyle chuckled meanly, rude and teasing. “I thought he’d’ve told you first, you know how chatty those ravenclaws are.”
“Yeah, always yapping about something. Probably too scared to get on Draco’s bad side.” Crabbe snickered dumbly in return. He mocked, “One must not tell lies!”
Stomach churning, Draco suddenly found it hard to sit still. His lungs drew tight. His head was swimming with you, the thought of your blinking eyelashes not failing to make his heart beat faster even as concern clawed against the back of his throat. He felt his palms grow clammy.
He rolled his eyes and sneered. “What ravenclaw?”
“The one he ditched us for on the train last year?” Pansy bounced off his question. Draco’s blood felt like ice water in his veins and he held his breath at your blunt inclusion. He hoped neither inquiry would be answered.
“Yeah, that one.” Goyle confirmed. Draco felt sick. “Heard he’d been out by the greenhouses after hours, took fifty points from ravenclaw and went to Umbridge.”
Bile crept up Draco’s throat; the back of his tongue burned. The silver “I” on his robes felt like it weighed a thousand kilos. It felt like a dark mark. Shame bubbled in his chest. 
The power that came with his position in the Squad suddenly didn't feel worth it. He felt a little like a monster.
“Suspicious and outlawed activity, it’s no wonder she thought he was working with Dumbledore.” Goyle’s voice was grating, and Draco couldn’t shake the overwhelming image of you being tortured over something as ridiculous as watering plants.
His eyes felt like they were about to melt. Pansy eyed him suspiciously across the table, and he couldn’t find it in himself to care.
“You alright, Draco?”
Goyle’s incessant laughter rang in his ears. “Probably upset I caught that stupid ravenclaw first-” Draco pushed out of his seat. He loomed over Goyle, breath coming out shaky, and his fingers trembled.
“Shut your fat mouth, Goyle.” His lips drew up at the sides in anger. The orange glow from the candles in the air felt blinding, his face went hot.
Draco wanted to punch Goyle in the nose, wanted to rip the silver “I” off his robes and throw it at Crabbe so hard it bruised. He shook his head, taking another, equally ragged breath to compose himself.
“You and your stupid rumors.” His voice was a growl, louder than was acceptable by educational decree, but Draco didn’t care.
His gaze turned to Pansy. She looked at him with a brow pulled up, concern and confusion on her face. He scoffed and turned away, jaggedly swaying from side to side as he stormed off down and out of the great hall.
“What’s got his robes in a knot today?” Goyle wore an offended expression.
Pansy opened her mouth, silent for a moment before speaking. “You think they’re…?” She trailed off at the end of the sentence, eyes pointing in the direction Draco had left and raising her brows at Crabbe and Goyle in suggestion.
The two boys stared quietly at her, expressions blank. Crabbe leaned forwards, tilting his head at her. “Think they’re what?”
She rolled her eyes, turning to the food on the table. “Nevermind.”
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Pansy knows and honestly idk if that's a good or a bad thing yet. I should probably have the story more planned out by now because I'm 5 chapters into it but nope. Just winging it. Also I'm leaving it up to interpretation whether or not the reader actually got crucio'd because honestly while Umbridge would do that, Goyle would totally lie about it to sound cool. That's a headcanon but I've fully accepted it as fact.
I know Crabbe is supposed to be one of the brainless evil death eater goons but I wish he had more character exploration because honestly out of all the slytherins he's my second favorite after Draco 😭 You may not have much to go off of Crabbe, but you're forever an airheaded himbo softie in my HEART. Crabbe deserved a character arc I won't be taking critique on that (factual) opinion.
Tags: @nowayisthistakenyet @gayaristocrat @dracoshusband @hyperactivepest @esperfraud
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silent-dark-entries · 9 months
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This is probably one of my favorite chapters from my Draco Smut I’m writing. :))
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I love the sound of the crunchy leaves under my feet. It's too bad it's been raining all day and those crunchy leaves have quickly turned into mush for slugs to hide under. I don't mind though. I love rain on Sunday mornings.
I'm on my way into the village to meet Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville. Miss.Longbottom will be out of town this Halloween and of course Neville decided to throw another party. I'm meeting them to pick out costumes. I have my mind set on just getting vampire teeth and leaving it at that.
As I approach the seasonal store I see my friends laughing together. Harry is the first to wave at me. We've grown closer to each other as the days go on, being forced to only talk to each other in swim on the days that Neville was sick.
"Maisie, what’s your opinion on Neville being a cactus for Halloween." Harry says pushing me along into the group. Neville rolls his eyes at Harry and pouts.
"Luna is going to be a Oxalis triangularis. It's a matching costume." Neville states.
"Neville for the last time: you're the only one who knows with the hell that is." Ron says. Neville turns to the store door and swings it open letting the rest of the group inside.
"You'll get it on Friday when we win best costume at school and you're stuck in your bloody rat costume." Neville snaps.
"My mums making my costume." Ron mumbles. Everyone laughs as we pour into the shop going our separate ways. Hermione and I head to the women's costumes.
"What are you thinking ‘Mione?" I say rustling through a couple of costumes. Seeing all of the different costumes makes me want to reevaluate my vampire teeth plan. But I hate to spend money, especially with application season approaching. I've decided that Trinity is the school I want to go and that's going to take most of my savings for the next five years.
"Maybe I'll be Cormac's grades, that's scary enough." She huffs. " You know Neville asked him to come Friday."
I laugh at Hermione who's so flustered her face turns crimson.
"How's it going with Malfoy? You never really talk about it." Hermione adds. I bite the inside of my lips and try not the look her in the face. When it comes to tutoring Draco it's going great. His grades in English have improved drastically compared to last years. He doesn't have one missing assignment and his book is coming along, though it's as boring as can be. But in the other sense of what happened physically between Draco and me, we both agreed to start meeting in public spaces like the library after school. We didn't really discuss the whole make out session but surely chalked up as being high. I also blame the rain and the Bauhaus album in the background.
I shrug at Hermione. " He's smarter than one might think."
Hermione picks up and pointy hat from the top shelf and places it on her head. "Maybe I'll be a witch?" She says looking into the mirror.
"I'm starving" Ron grumbles. Ron and I waiting outside the sweets shop for rest of the group while Neville ordered jelly filled brains in bulk for Friday. I swears they're the best thing he's ever eaten.
"We're going to the pub right after this Ron." I say.
"Yeah, a shit pub." He adds.
"Why does it matter. You eat off the kids menus anyway..." I mutter. Ron laughs and looks up at me again. His smile fades into a serious stare.
"I think we should talk about the last Neville party..." Ron says. "You know, after our...uh, kiss. You ran off after and I just don't want to mess anything up. We were just starting to become friends and then I asked if you wanted to go in private....it was inappropriate. I'm just really sorry."
"Ron, I'm okay. It's okay." I say smiling. Suddenly from across the way theres a familiar loud high pitched laugh. It's Pansy Parkinson alone with Draco.
Though I try not to, I see Draco in a different way now. When I see him in the halls, I stare. Just hoping he'd do the same. Sometimes he does the same. I catch him at lunch staring at me and when I do he looks away almost immediately. When we have our tutoring sessions I'll look up from my books and see him staring and not just at my breast. Sometimes he stares at my thighs and at my neck, but mostly at my lips and eyes.
Pansy let's out another annoying squeal.
"You know, he's not that funny." I say to Ron as Pansy and Draco disappears into a bakery. "You know what... I'm in the mood for a lemon sponge." Before Ron can answer I'm pulling him across the street, into the small bakery. Draco and Pansy turns to look at us and I feel my face turns hot. What the hell was I thinking...what's my next move...think dammit.
"Look Draco its Fire Crotch and big-tits-magee" pansy squeals.
"Please Parkinson your laugh is far too annoying for this small space." Draco cringes. Pansy's face drops as she rolls her eyes. Draco searches my face before finding my eyes. He softens his face a little before looking at Ron and then back at me. His face nearly becomes stone. "Is it cold in here or are you just happy to see me Maisie?"
"Don't talk to her like that." Ron says. "Have some fucking respect Malfoy"
Draco looks over at me and smiles then back at Ron. "Who are you Weasley? Her fucking bodyguard? Oh, or are you her boyfriend?" Draco quips. Ron walks up trying to size up Draco but Ron's stature doesn't stand a chance to Draco's.
"You sound a little jealous Draco..." Ron jabbed.
"Oh, trust me, Weasley I have nothing to be jealous of." Spits Draco. Pansy grabs her treat off the counter and snakes her arm with Draco's. "See you Thursday night Maisie. How about we meet at my house this time." Draco smiles at Ron before pushing passed him and exiting the bakery.
"You don't have to take that Maisie.." Ron scoffs. "We can go straight to Snape and-"
"-Please Ron leave it!" I beg.
"What can I get for you?" The boy behind the counter ask.
I dig into my pocket to pull out my wallet. "Two lemon sponges please"
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Rats and Vanishing Cabinets
Rats and Vanishing Cabinets https://ift.tt/RmkJpMe by TricksterGhost7 Hermione Granger takes every opportunity she can to remind her friend Ronald Weasley how terribly he treated her during their third year after the reveal of Scabbers as the traitorous Peter Pettigrew. When a Draco Malfoy overhears one of her snarky comments years later, a tentative friendship based on petty humor blossoms between them. Words: 20903, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Blaise Zabini, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin, Fleur Delacour, Bill Weasley, Crookshanks (Harry Potter), Pansy Parkinson, Bellatrix Black Lestrange Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: POV Hermione Granger, Petty Hermione Granger, Vanishing Cabinets (Harry Potter), Peter Pettigrew as Scabbers, Hogwarts Prefect Hermione Granger, Hogwarts Prefect Draco Malfoy, Secret Relationship, Hogwarts Sixth Year, Protective Draco Malfoy, Banter, Nymphadora Tonks Lives via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/cTzVZDr January 09, 2024 at 12:15AM
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Little Things - Anastasia Gavrilovici - Romania
Translators: Cătălina Stanislav and Vlad Pojoga (Romanian)
Maybe people really do give their best shot
when they’re crushed, just like olives.
Or maybe not, what do I know, my mind is a piece of Swiss cheese
through which you can hear the music of lab rats.
I’m not allergic to anything and, still, I suffer for everything, it’s enough to tell me
that you don’t like marzipan and I’ll break into tears. Human warmth chaotically
emanated, mental contents discharged randomly, morning anger (sleeplessness
and weariness) projected onto your loved ones like an airplane
emptying its debris over a cruise ship. It’s alright, you look at the
glass of beer, you can almost see its full half, if not for the
set of prints that will be reproduced, with a bit of luck,
in the next 10 years by cyborg masters. There are little things around us that
turn my heart into an origami. Emotional anarchy, indistinguishable earthquakes, the beauty of nature
falling apart on its own, cities in which you circulate harder than
through my blood and all this air I never knew
how to correctly make use of. It’s late, the children are waiting for you at home, better not
mind me. We are 80% “me and my shit”, the rest
water and calcium. Look, these constellations seem like the quirk of a contemporary
artist, but are not worth more than the delicate skeleton of a humming
bird. There’s no one left in the control tower, the photographer who had
Parkinson’s almost clicked the button, the olives are ripe, this might be
the end. If only it were to stop here.
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Week Two Round Up.
[PODFIC]
Podfics for drizzle 2022 are not anonymous Title: Lovely Weather for a Sleigh Ride (Together With You) READ BY: roseszain | Author of Fic: Drarrelie Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Summary: The snow is glittering in the sun and the Eighth Years can't resist heading out to savour it, revisions and essays be damned. Only question is, can Harry coax his roommate to join them?
[ART+ FIC]
Title: Under the weather Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Summary: Harry Potter arrives on a Friday afternoon. Spring is beautiful this year, Draco thinks, and yet, there’s a dark grey cloud, rumbling ominously and leaving a big puddle right in the middle of the staffroom. The cloud appears to be right above Harry Potter’s head.
[ART]
Title: Mustelid Marauding Pairing: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Summary: Hermione helps Draco speed up the animagus process, to join her in mustelid marauding.
[FIC]
Title: Raindrops and You Pairing: Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley Summary: Luna and Ginny let the rain wash away their past and lead them into a future unknown. Title: Think Of Me Fondly Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Summary: He spends his nights wrapped around Ginny. But the mornings, the mornings are for Draco. Title: Full Moon, Falling Snow Pairing: Sirius Black & Remus Lupin & Peter Pettigrew & James Potter. [GEN] Summary: The Marauders enjoy their first snowy full moon together. Title: spring rain in england Pairing: James Potter/Lily Evans Summary: There’s a small flood which makes James spiral a little. Fortunately, his wife is there to be the voice of reason. Title: Talk to the wind, talk to the sky Pairing: Remus Lupin [GEN] Summary: Remus had no idea if the storms or barometric pressure or whatever was really causing his migraine today, but he didn't care. Title: The Apokalypsis of (Flobber-) Wurm Pairing: Luna Lovegood/Theodore Nott/Harry Potter Summary: It’s raining flobberworms across Britain. Title: After All, What Are Friends For? Pairing: Hermione Granger [GEN] Summary: It's raining men at Hermione's house. Wizards are just showing up on her doorstep one rainy weekend, all making proposals of marriage. What IS going on? Title: Rain or Shine, You’ll Still Be Mine Pairing: Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Potter Summary: Scorpius hates the idea of being second place in the heart of his best friend. He hates even more that his emotions are so evident through the weather. Title: The Great King Rat Pairing: Barty Crouch Jr. [GEN] Summary: Barty Crouch Jr. is determined to solve the origins of the mysterious fog. Title: one more time again Pairing: Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson Summary: While grieving her mother, Hermione finds herself coming face to face with someone she never thought she'd see again.
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the fine art of breaking out of prison
i am so sorry for hagrids accent and the terrible writing
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Sirius Black had no idea how he got here. Well, ok, he did know, but still, he was surprised he pulled it off! The past few days have been a great big blur, escaping Azkaban, then somehow getting to Surrey as Padfoot , the Wizarding World might’ve been confused on how he did it, but Sirius was more confused himself. 
Laying there in his cell, Sirius’ main thoughts were focused on his innocence. The dementors want happiness, thinking about why he was here, thinking about Peter, Remus, James, Harry, and Lily, couldn’t bring happiness, so for the most part, they left him alone. Not completely alone of course, but they didn’t bother him as much as the other prisoners who hadn’t yet learned the lesson Sirius had after all these years. These long, long seven years. Seven years Prongs was dead. Seven years Remus thought he was a traitor. Seven years Peter roamed free. Seven years Harry was being raised by someone who wasn’t him. Sirius had suspected Remus, he had hoped it was Remus raising Harry. then he would know Harry was safe. 
But he wasn’t. Remus wasn’t raising Harry, and Sirius only found out because of Minerva McGonagall. Minerva had visited him some days before his escape. She didn’t often visit, rarely did in fact. Only twice had she ever, once at the beginning, and then before his escape. 
In the beginning she came with Hagrid, and he could count the frown lines on her face. They were both talking to him through his cell door. It was a metal, black door, rusted with a cat flap at the bottom for the food on trays and a small window for visitation, such as this one. Hagrid seemed troubled, he seemed upset, viciously upset. Sirius had only been in Azkaban for a couple weeks when they visited. 
The guards had woken him up by banging on his cell door, maybe half past 5 pm? There were no clocks, so time seemed to fly past. 
“Get up! You have visitors.” Parkinson barked at Sirius. He opened his bleary eyes, letting them get used to the lighting, and looked at the door’s window. Sirius let out an unintentional gasp when he saw his former professor and groundskeeper, “Prof.. Hagri.. What?” Minerva's eyes seemed to soften as she took in the state of misery he seemed to let off in waves. “Mr. Black.” She nodded, and then Hagrid spoke, “‘ello Sirius.”
“Wh.. What is .. this?” Sirius was still shocked, he figured the whole world thought him a traitor, why would they be here to visit him? Minerva seemed to sense his question and answered it before he could ask, “Mr. Black… We decided to come here and visit you, against Albus’ wishes, of course. Though, I felt this was appropriate, considering the entirety of the Wizarding World seems to have gone mad. Honestly.. No trial, absolutely nothing. Ridiculous.” She rambled, slightly worked up. Hagrid nodded in agreement. Both knowing imprisoning someone with no trial, or even a check on which wand cast the spells, would have Amelia Bones’ knickers in the most tangled twist you could think of. 
Sirius felt his eyes sting and water ,  a lump formed in his throat. Someone- two people! Thought he was innocent. Knew he was innocent, knew he would never hurt his best friend. Knew he wouldn’t betray the Marauders. His family. His brothers. Who taught him what family really meant. Who taught him how to be a friend, how to have friends. Knew he wouldn’t hurt Lily. Who taught him things his mother never would. How to properly take care of himself, how to comfort. How to BE comforted. His family. His sister. The mother of Harry, his pup. 
“We can’t stay for long but, I figured you would want this. Dementors are nothing to laugh at, and if no one else, we wish for you to stay sane. Maybe this will help, Hagrid didn’t find much else.” She handed him a collar, Padfoot’s collar. “But how did yo-” Sirius seemed to finally find his voice when Hagrid cut him off, “‘onestly, Sirius. Yeh think we wouldn’t figure et out? A black dog, deer, wolf, and a rat all hanging together? Seeing the black dog ‘airs, and brown wolf ‘airs on your robes after the full moon was evidence ‘nough.” 
Sirius laughed, wetly. He managed to croak out a raspy, “We thought we were so slick. Guess not.” Sirius allowed himself a sad chuckle, feeling his watery eyes threaten to spill over their dam, “Well, if it’s any consolation, I don’t think the rest of the professors noticed.” Minerva smiled at him, he smiled back, tears now streaming down his face. Hagrid smiled at him too, sadly. “Harry… is .. is he okay?” Sirius asked, rubbing his finger on the gold name tag, engraved with ‘Padfoot’. “He’s.. Yes, Albus has placed him in a.. Suitable environment. He’s safe, and alive.” Sirius smiled in joy, while Minerva and Hagrid grimaced. Knowing that Albus would’ve placed Harry with Remus. That’s where he was supposed to go in case something like this happened, with Sirius. But since.. Well. He was in Azkaban, Remus was the next one in line in case something happened to Sirius. So he allowed himself to think that, that Harry was safe. And loved, and put that worry in the back of his mind. 
“Sirius.. There is.. Something you must know. Albus doesn't think you should know, he thinks it will distress you but.. Well, you see..” Minerva looked to the side, mouth open searching for words, “Harry survived. But.. He didn’t go after Lily and James only, he went after Harry too.” Sirius gaped at her. He knew Harry could be a part of the prophecy but.. It still seemed so unbelievable. “I thought you sAI-” As his voice raised, partly in fear, partly in anger, “He is. Safe. Harry is safe, Sirius. But.. He tried to kill him. But he couldn’t. We don’t know why. We don’t know how, but for some reason, on that night.. He couldn’t kill Harry. He’s gone. He vanished. No trace of him, that’s how Harry got the wound. The wound you saw that night.”
Sirius remembers now, the wound. In the shape of a lightning bolt, he remembers it, right before he gave Harry to Hagrid. Right before he forfeit his place in Harry’s life. Right before he stupidly ran after Peter, he stays silent. They stay silent too. 
“We must be gettin’ back now,” Hagrid said gently, after some time, checking his watch, ”Dumbledore will have me hide if he finds out we came to visit yeh. It was nice seein’ yeh, Sirius.” Hagrid gave him a smile, then walked out of Sirius’ line of vision, to go check out with the guards, he assumed. 
Silence for a moment, then, “Thank you.” He said to his former professor, “Thank you for going through the trouble of coming to see me. Thank you for telling me all this. Thank you for believing in me.” Minerva chose to gloss over the fact that his voice broke at the end, that it went soft, as soft as she knew he was inside, and out. “Anytime, Sirius. Anytime.” And with that, Minerva smiled, turned, and he didn’t see her again for seven years. 
Seven long years of agony, of misery long forgotten. Misery he thought was reserved for Grimmauld Place. It was torturous, it was painful. But Sirius prevailed, didn't let the guards see how it affected him. Made himself look relaxed, as if this wasn’t the second worst thing he’d ever had to endure. The worry of Harry, wondering how he was doing, worries of Remus, and how the moon was treating him, fantasies of Peter and when he’d see him being dragged through Azkaban’s walls ,  just as Sirius had been that fateful Halloween night. Seven long years before he saw Minerva again, seven long years before he learned the truth. 
Sirius lay on his cell floor, tracing the shape of a lightning bolt into the dust and grime on the floor. Eavesdropping on Guard Gossip™, semi-consciously remembering the guards patterns, when they switch, when they come back. Sirius doesn't talk much in Azkaban, when he does, his voice is scratchy and rough. He refuses to talk to the guards unless it’s with sass or something he knows will piss them off. He hears his insane cousin's laughter every once in a while, high and maniacal, annoying. Sirius has made many plans of escape, though not once has he ever gone through with one. Part of him believes he deserves to be here, for being naïve enough to suggest switching secret keepers. For being stupid enough. He tries not to but, the more he pushes those thoughts out, the more they come in. 
Sirius loses track of time in Azkaban. He loses track of a lot of things, his sanity being one of them. He thinks about Harry from time to time, but the dementors feed on happiness and that’s all that's attached to Harry. Happiness, Hope, Family, Unconditional Love. So he forces those out, being more careful, as with the Marauders and Lily and everyone else he has more than enough to spare but with Harry, the memories are so precious but they lack in quantity. 
Minerva hasn’t come back in years. Sirius knows that much, though he understands, times are tough, things are tense. He doesn't expect to see her anytime soon but of course, she exceeds his expectations. 
“Mr. Black.” A stern, familiar voice says through the now, heavily rusted window, screws coming off. Sirius jerks up into a sitting position, then hastily scrambles towards the window. “Prof-,” He coughs, his throat still rough from rarely being used, ”Professor.” Sirius hopes she's come with news, and she has, but not the kind he wants to hear. Sirius sees her look to the left then the right, she then hands him a large envelope. “Wait until I leave to open it.” She whispers to him, “Good luck.” Then, she turns and after 7 years, leaves again. 
Sirius looks at her with disbelief. Shock, and a little bit of anger, at her saying close to nothing then leaving. He stands there for a minute, letting himself process in waves. He then sits back on the floor, in a criss cross position, listens for guards, then as quietly as he can opens the envelope. Inside is a letter and a flannel, a flannel that smells familiar. Sirius decides to open the envelope first before digging into his memory and trying to place where the scent is from. 
The letter reads, 
Dear Sirius, 
I know this situation is shocking and quite frankly, I can’t believe I’m doing it either but Harry is in trouble and I know you will always have his best interest at heart. 
Sirius takes a deep breath in. 
Dumbledore has put him with Lily’s sister, Petunia and her husband. I’m sure you remember them. I’m sure you remember their take on witches and wizards. I have to keep this short but I have given you one of Harry’s flannels, he left it outside one night and on impulse I made my decision after witnessing something horrific. Vernon is the farthest thing from kind to the boy, he is vile and cruel. I will not stand by and watch a child be mistreated. He’s in Surrey, Number 4 Privet Drive. Use the flannel to guide you. Good luck, Sirius. 
Your friend,
Minerva McGonagall 
Fury. Pure fury runs through Sirius’ veins. The same fury he felt when he ran after Peter. Now that he knows the scent is Harry’s he can place it, the smell of grass, the wind, and something that makes his nose burn, bleach perhaps? 
Sirius sits there. Still. For minutes, hours, days, he doesn't know. He doesn't care. All he can focus on is Minerva’s letter. He knows what she means. He KNOWS what ‘mistreated’ means. He knows. He feels. He feels . There's a feeling in his chest. Something that feels like it’s sinking, feels like it's breaking. Feels like it’s tearing his whole being apart. What's left of it anyway. 
It takes him a long time to calm himself down. The fury, the sadness, the helplessness slowly, very slowly, dying down. He’s shifted to laying down, clutching Harry’s flannel in his hand. His eyes are clenched tight, so hard he sees shapes, thinks of his pup. With no one to comfort him, no one to love him. He knows how that feels. Knows what it does to someone. He wouldn’t wish that on anyone, especially not Harry. 
           Sirius has made a lot of escape plans, never going through with one. Until now. Sirius got lucky, Merlin seems to be on his side, tonight it’s raining. Which will make it easier for him to conceal the noises he makes, the harsh rain overshadowing them. He knows from the Guard Gossip™ that Dementors don’t pick up on animal souls, as many other Animagus’ have been caught, and they gossip and gossip about how stupid they are changing into humans at the last minute. So he uses that to his advantage. Remembering how the guards stations work, how long one stays at one station before going onto the next. What guards can do what, who is going to guard his hallway full of cells , of real criminals. 
        Sirius changed into Padfoot when dementors had been especially bad, making him relive his mother, relive seeing James’ and Lily’s face, seeing Harry’s face red and twisted in agony. Padfoot had always been a sort of safe haven for him, being able to relax and not think for a while. He had to change back before the guards could see him so no one knew he was an Animagus, he had done it unconsciously, his body semi consciously keeping that secret. Sirius used this to his advantage though, no one knew he was an Animagus so he could use that, and his severe weight loss, to escape. 
After seeing Minerva’s letter, Sirius had the idea to use Padfoot to escape and get to Harry. The guard who was patrolling his hallway was gone, lunch break, and it’d be 10 minutes before another came back so he had more than enough time to change into Padfoot, then get through the cells’ catflap. He just had to be careful not to run into anyone, guards or dementors. 
So, running on adrenaline and partly anger, Sirius shifted into Padfoot, making sure to have put the collar on beforehand, and tightening the flannel around it. He wiggled his way through the door's cat flap, being careful not to make much noise, and getting his fur pulled a little bit, in his defense, it’s a very tight fit. He finally got his body through, “Merlin’s sake,” Sirius grumbled in his head, already panting because of the sheer difficulty it took to squeeze Padfoot’s body through the tiny opening. 
Though he can’t stay still for long, the guards will be coming back, and it took him some time to get through the flap. Scrambling, Padfoot trots down the hallway to where he can see the nearest source of light, a window at the end, making sure to silence his footsteps as much as possible, to not disturb guards or other prisoners, the rain helping. The window is slightly open, for dementors to slip through, which is lucky for him. Once Padfoot reaches the window, he hears footsteps come from down the hall, “Hey!” A guard barks out at him, beginning to run towards him, “Shit!” Sirius’ mind reels, quickly pushing the window up with Padfoot’s head. “Come back here, Mutt!”
And just as the guard is only a couple feet away the window opens just enough for Padfoot’s malnourished body to be able to push himself out. Sirius knows the guard doesn't know it’s him, as if he did, he surely would’ve tried harder.. ?
Padfoot pushes himself through the window, not anticipating the drop, and feels the wind rush through his ears as he falls, hundreds of feet, he guesses. He can feel the wind under his skin, under his fur, and his body feels lightweight. But before long, Padfoot hits the cold water, it stings and tingles his skin, and he knows if he was maybe a floor above he would’ve hit the water and most likely died from the drop. Sirius can swim better as a dog, so he stays as Padfoot. Well that, and he doesn't dare risk the dementors wrath for escaping. The tide is rough and if he doesn't start swimming he risks being swept away to the rocks that lay at Azkaban's base. The water is icy and if it gets any colder, it’ll freeze over.
He’s shocked he pulled this off. That it was this easy. He allows himself a moment to celebrate, not being able to feel happiness or being able to celebrate for 7 years. 
Sirius knows they’ve figured it out by now, they cut his celebration short. He can hear the dementors' sickening call of wrathe, angry someone escaped, a siren’s call to a sailor. He can hear the alarms going off, seeing the red lights flash from the inside. Padfoot could hear the feet running through Azkaban, trying to find him. The horrified whispers of guards. 
Deciding not to stick around and see what happens, not wanting to be caught or worse, he decides to swim. The tide is rough and he struggles a bit swimming. The rain doesn't help much either, the water getting in his eyes, salt water and rain. Padfoot’s eyes burn and he struggles to keep them open. Padfoot swims, and swims, and swims. Swims until his arms tire and he feels himself sinking away, his hope sinking with them.
He’s starting to lose the adrenaline. Loses hope until he remembers Harry. Harry being mistreated. James’ sprog, being mistreated.  
It doesn't help his body much, but he’s much more determined. Much more ready to push through the sore muscles and burning eyes. 
He stops sometimes, to simply waddle in the water for a while, letting himself gain energy so he doesn't actually drown.
Padfoot swims until he sees land, it takes him a while. The rain continues to pour, but softens slightly. 
Land gets closer, Padfoot gains hope. Sirius gains determination. 
Once the shore gets close enough, Padfoot lets himself push harder, swims faster. Use more muscle and energy. Lets himself dream of freedom. 
The shore is so close Padfoot can feel sand under his feet, the water starting to lower and lower until it’s just sand. 
He did it. He escaped Azkaban. 
Sirius transforms back to a human, and lays there on the sand. Lays there in his rags, with sand in his hair. 
He bursts into laughter, “Merlin! I did it,” The laughter builds, “I actually did it!” He’s almost hysterical, the laughter building until it becomes silent and more of a wheeze, honestly, than an actual laugh. His hands cradle his face and he sits up, laughing and laughing. Out of shock, out of happiness. Happy to be free, even if he’s sitting on.. Wet sand. In rags.
He sits and laughs for a long time. He’s not sure for how long, or why, really. Just knows that he’s not there anymore, and if he’s lucky, he’ll never have to go back. 
He sits there for a while, breathing the air, smelling the rain, feeling it soak his clothes. Sits and thinks, then remembers. He has the collar around his neck, he gets a whiff of the flannel and remembers why he’s here. Why he escaped. Who he escaped for.
Sirius finally gets up from his position on the sand, ignoring the protest from his body and walks to the edge of the beach, careful not to be seen by any muggles, though he doesn't worry much, people will probably chalk him up to being homeless. Sirius walks to a bus stop, needing shelter from the rain, and unties the flannel from around the collar. Harry’s flannel. 
It gives him hope. It strengthens Sirius’ resolve, a resolve he thought he’d long lost. He rubs the cloth between his fingers, taking in the texture beneath his thumbs. Taking in the scent.
Sirius doesn't care that it’s raining. Rain is just water, and although Sirius has had enough of the sea, or any kind of water, for a lifetime, he can’t find it in him to care. 
Transforming back to Padfoot, after tying the flannel to his collar again, with a new feeling in his chest, one that makes him feel light. Makes him feel like he’s floating. Makes him feel alive again, not just a husk of a human.
With those new feelings, he sets off to find Harry.
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playlist but the gay horror trio
send in ‘Playlist’ + your muses name and I’ll make a small playlist for them !!
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Blood / Water - Grandson
Puppet Loosely Strung - The Correnspondants
Imma Kill U - ICP
Cops and Robbers - The Hoosiers
Find that Man - Caro Emerald
Red Room - Rat King's Ghost
Babooshka - Kate Bush
Count those Freaks - Whitey
Tag Your It - Melanie Martinez
Never Wanted to Dance - MSI
Closer - Nine Inch Nails
Tear You Apart - She Wants Revenge
Stalkers Tango - Autoheart
An Unhealthy Obsession - Blake Robinson Synthetic Opera
I Can't Decide - Scissor Sisters
Animal Impulses - IAMX
Caught Like a Fly - Falling in Reverse
Revenge - XXXTENTACION
Munchausen by Proxy - Major Parkinson
Bark like a God - Sloppy Jane
Bust Your Kneecaps - Pomplamoose
The Dismemberment Song - Blue Kid
Happy Together - Slothrust
Hell and You - Amigo the Devil
Murder! Murder! - American Murder Song
Burning Pile - Mother Mother
Sex with a Ghost - Teddy Hyde
Alien Blues - Vundabar
Saint Bernard - Licoln
Trees - McCafferty
Secret - The Pierce
Animal - Chase Holfelder
Don’t Mess With Me - temposhark
Control - Halsey
Ramalama - Roisin Murphy
Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga
Feed the Machine - Poor Mans Poison
Terrible Things - Brick + Mortar
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iishmael · 2 years
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pansy parkinson is blatantly racist in the books
yes! fortunately I don’t give a rats arse about what JKAsshole made anyone say in the books 🥰
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hptransfest · 11 months
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2023 Anonymous Master List
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Unlocking the Benefits of Saffron Tea: A Comprehensive Guide
Saffron, derived from the crocus sativus Linné flower, is a revered spice with origins in the Middle East, Europe, notably cultivated in Iran, India, and Greece. Boasting a brief but enchanting flowering period from October to November, the dark red stigmas, or threads, carefully handpicked and dried, constitute the coveted saffron spice. Beyond its culinary use, saffron serves as a fabric dye and perfume ingredient, offering a unique twist when prepared as a tea. Fitness Coffee Blend
Saffron's Rich Historical Tapestry
The crocus saffron, growing to a modest 20 to 30 centimetres, undergoes a three-year journey from seed to flower. Producing only three to four flowers, each containing three stigmas, saffron stands out as one of the world's most prized and expensive spices, demanding meticulous hand harvesting and a substantial quantity of blossoms to yield a kilogram of spice.
Exploring the Diversity of Health Benefits
Enhancing Mood and Mental Well-being
Saffron, often referred to as the "sunshine spice," boasts mood-boosting properties beyond its vibrant colour. Scientific backing comes from a study in the Journal of Ethnopharmacology, revealing saffron's efficacy comparable to fluoxetine (Prozac) in treating mild to moderate depression. A comprehensive review in the Journal of Integrative Medicine further suggests its potential as an alternative for those intolerant to traditional antidepressants.
Nurturing Heart Health
The diverse chemical components of saffron play a role in reducing blood pressure and fortifying against heart disease. Studies on rats highlight saffron's ability to lower blood pressure, while research on rabbits demonstrates effectiveness in reducing cholesterol and triglyceride levels. A human study in the Indian Journal of Medical Sciences supports the belief that saffron's antioxidant properties might offer protective benefits against heart disease.
Alleviating Premenstrual Syndrome (PMS)
For those seeking relief from the discomforts of PMS without resorting to medications, saffron emerges as a promising alternative. A review in the Journal of Psychosomatic Obstetrics & Gynecology acknowledges saffron as an effective treatment for PMS and premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD). Another study in the International Journal of Obstetrics & Gynaecology recommends 15 mg of saffron twice daily for relieving PMS symptoms in women aged 20 to 45.
Boosting Cognitive Function and Memory
Saffron, enriched with crocin and crocetin, exhibits potential in enhancing learning and memory function. A study in Phytotherapy Research, conducted with mice, demonstrates saffron's ability to improve learning and memory problems. This promising avenue of research suggests saffron's potential in treating brain-related diseases such as Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s.
Safeguarding Against Cancer
Abundant in antioxidants and flavonoids, saffron's chemical composition hints at effectiveness in preventing and treating various cancers. A 2015 review in the Journal of Traditional and Complementary Medicine underscores saffron's potential, while emphasizing the need for more human studies in this domain.
Embark on a holistic wellness journey with saffron tea, where every sip encapsulates centuries of wisdom. Explore premium saffron options at Vigorix Health, bridging the gap between indulgence and holistic health. Specialty Coffee Blends
Best places to buy Saffron: Navigating the Saffron Market
Ensuring authenticity is paramount when purchasing saffron. Reputable sources, whether in grocery or health food stores or online platforms, like Vigorix Health, offer top-quality organic saffron directly from Middle East farmers.
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