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indieninja92 · 6 months

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Hello again! This is the anon that was asking about all-caps. Buckle in because it is a TALE. (One that ended up being about 800 words. You have been warned)

So. It’s four years ago. I just picked up Good Omens in a bookstore, since the authors sounded vaguely familiar and I needed something to read. I binge it in about two to three days.

YOINK we’re fast forwarding and it is now TWENTY-TWENTY-THREE and FATHERS DAY oh boy this sure is gonna be interesting (said while putting on a very stylish hazmat suit) WAIT! Lo! Behold! Lo and behold! On thee website of Tumblr, what doth mine eyes see, reblogged by one of the people I follow? A message! (Spoiler: it’s the father’s day post you did over at monstrous agonies/monstrous productions) And now! I am having ~feelings~ NEW BLOG TO CHECK OUT WAHOOOOOOOO

“Ah, this blog seems themed,” I contemplate, looking upon the tastefully spooky art that’s been reblogged. “Oh, a new episode? This is most mysterious. OHHHHH it’s a PODCAST BLOG okay yeah that makes a lot more sense now” (puts down the salt and garlic) “whoop-de-doo time to listen to this cool little podcast! Yippee!” SIKE it’s FEELINGS time BUCKAROO (still not over “there is no amount of normal you can become that will wash the river from your skin. You're soaked the bone, my dear.” By the way) Oh no it’s almost over! Oh yay I’m not all the way through yet so there’s still more to listen to! (Insert fiber crafting while listening to Monstrous Agonies montage here)

(In the opposite corner of the circle I lurk in on Tumblr) wow, those sure are some really pretty gifs! It’s from the TV adaptation of that book I read? That’s nice, good for them :) oh wait there are. More. Pretty gifs. That’s intriguing. (This continues on and on and on until okay, fine, guess I’m watching the gay demon/angel show. If I must.)

DAVID TENNANT AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

*rereads books. It’s really quite good*

Oh wow I guess I’m in a new fandom now :)

(back in MA land) Aww, I just finished the last episode :( LOOKS LIKE IT’S Q&A TIME :DDDDDDD oh hey, Hero posted something on the Tumblr blog! It’s a reblogged poll about if vampire!prev would kill you or not? And it mentions the creator of Monstrous Agonies? I was wondering if they had a main account! (A moderate amount of clicking through links later) “Queer, quaker, chronic daydreamer” that’s nice, good for them :)

Now. This, my dear reader, is where it gets interesting. You see, I’d started following Good Omens blogs, or at least, blogs that posted a good deal about Good Omens. One of them (fellshish) frequently and enthusiastically shares fic recommendations (they are also an avid reblogger of fanart. In some ways, their blog functions like a community space. It’s quite lovely.) Furthermore, their fic suggestions are typically of a very high quality, and I greatly enjoyed one of their previous recommendations (Slow Show by Mia_Ugly on ao3), so when they. Continuously. Posted about the glory of The Good Omens Grindr Fic (tm), I, of course, had to check it out.

At this point, the question may be raised of who the author of The Good Omens Grindr Fic (tm) is. This would be a very reasonable inquiry. It would not, however, be an inquiry made by me, for once I started reading I was ENRAPTURED. Enthralled. En-another thing that’s really really intense (I’m running out of appropriately accurate adjectives). The only breaks I took from reading it were to bounce around my room and do flappy hands because the banter oh my god the banter “angelic tummy” aaaaaaaaaaa (or sometimes the smut oh my god the smut holy SHIT guess I have a new thing now. I can’t even be mad about it because it’s so good).

Alas, I do need to occasionally sleep, and so one night I knew that I really didn’t have time for another chapter, but wanted to see what the author was up to. So I licked on the “come hang out on Tumblr! :)” link. Wait. Wait. Hold up. I recognize this. “Queer, quaker, chronic daydreamer.” WAIT. WAIT A GOSH DARN DING-DANG DAGNABBIT MINUTE. YOU. YOU. YOU ARE TELLING ME THAT ONE OF MY FAVORITE FICS OF ALL TIME. IS WRITTEN BY. NONE OTHER THAN THE CREATOR OF MY FAVORITE PODCAST WHO IS ALSO THE INTERNET DAD???????? ON TUMBLR DOT COM??????????? (Q&A flashbacks, paraphrased) “What Hero doesn’t want to say is that they’re a very good writer” MY GOOD FRIEND SOHPIE B. THAT IS PUTTING IT LIGHTLY. HELLO????????????????

So that’s the story of how I found out that author of one of my favorite fics is the same person as the creator of my favorite podcast and the internet dad. I am thoroughly delighted and not at all normal about this :))))))))) so, thank you!!! You’re very very cool and a marvelous writer :D

(p.s. I'm so excited for Travelling Light!!!!!!!)

asdkjfhslkdjf this is such a wild ride haha my favourite part is you looking in the author notes to follow the link to get to my tumblr... despite me having the same name here and ao3 😅

anyway, thank you for sharing your excitement, its very sweet! i dont usually make much fanfare on the podcast side of things about my fic writing - not that its a secret or anything, but i feel like if you come to me for cosy affirming monster agony aunt stuff then you might not be in the market for explicit gay pornography 😂 but theres definitely some overlap between the two audiences and im glad you're enjoying being in both camps!

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richtofens-hips · 1 year

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Ultimis Nelly has arrived!

Hopefully you can see the difference between Primis! Nelly and Ultimis! Nelly...

Primis Nelly is sweet, caring, and super affectionate. Shes always looking out for her crew and their wellbeing. She showers them with affection and little arts and crafts she makes out of whatever she can lay her hands on! She loves spending quality time with her boys, especially with Dempsey, the love of her life! She and Richtofen bond over nerdy things. Nikolai and her are close friends. Takeo and Nelly are basically like siblings. Shes an innocent bean who does swear, but only whens shes pissed off. Shes very artistic and is full of creativity!

Ultimis Nelly is flirtatious, devious, and reckless. Shes kind of selfish and thinks about herself a lot, but she takes care of her crew. She always flirts with all four of them, and shes kind of the female equivalent of a player. She gets much more aggressive than her Primis counterpart. Both versions experienced a traumatic childhood, and you can tell how both coped and took out of it. Ultimis Nelly despises everything and sees a negative outlook on life, while Primis is the opposite. she curses a whole lot- Richtofen and Ultimis Nelly share the same brain cell, Takeo despises her, Tank tolerates her, and shes taken quite a liking to Nikolai... (oh how they're tastes differ 😭)

I might change her dress design because I'm not feeling it (I'll keep the tattered dress idea and black tights along with the sweater bc yes)

Yippee ki yay amigos and amigas

#Codz #cod zombies #original art #original character #Codz oc #Wowo #Take this b4 I go play origins

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fizzlingdrinks · 10 months

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youre back to normal!!! yay!!!

yippee!! no more sad fizz!!

been mining and crafting and will post art when i get back from vacation 🫶

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annonymouslyblonde · 2 years

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Cuffing Season

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairing: Harry x Hermione, George x OC

Genre: humor

Summary: It's the evening of George Weasley's famous Christmas party. But this year, he and his girlfriend have added a little an interesting new twist. Absolute chaos ensues.

Written for Sanctuary's 100 member collaboration challange!

Art by Disgruntledwing

"Welcome to the party, fellas!" George shouted immediately after opening the door for Harry and Hermione. The pair shared a look as they stepped through the door.

"Babe!" Suzanne, George's girlfriend of three years, shouted from her place on the couch. "The quote is "welcome to the party, pal." Not fella."

The older brunette shot Hermione an exasperated look as the younger brunette settled beside her. "I apologize for my idiot. Since it's Christmas, I thought we could watch Die Hard together. Now he won't stop quoting it."

Hermione laughed, knocking Suzanne with her shoulder. It reminded her of when her parents always fought over whether Die Hard should be a Christmas movie. "Look, I'm just glad to finally have a fellow Muggle-born around! I felt like an alien quoting films and television."

"Yippee Ki Yay, Motherfucker!" George shouted from the kitchen which was promptly followed by a crash.

Suzanne winced and pulled herself from the sofa. "Of course he gets that one right," she grumbled, heading into the kitchen to find what broke this time.

Chuckling, Harry shook his head and dropped into the now vacant seat. Together, they settled into a familiar silence and admired the various decorations. Suzanne always did Christmas right. The tree was decorated in various twinkling lights, magical baubles, and keepsake muggle ornaments. In Hermione's opinion, it was a beautiful blend of magic and muggle tradition that couldn't be topped. Nearly every doorway had a sprig of mistletoe waiting to capture a couple under.

"Suzanne's really outdone herself again hasn't she?" Harry asked, dropping an arm around her.

"Doesn't she always?"

The next hour was met with a cacophony of doorbells and choruses of greetings among friends sprinkled with the occasional misquoted film from George. Once the entire party was assembled and accounted for, their hosts called everyone's attention.

"Alright, alright. We've got something a little different this year," George shouted over the din. “My beautiful, fabulous, wonderful, brilliant, funny-”

“Get a room!” The youngest Weasley brother teased which was promptly met with a middle finger.

“What George was failing to explain,” Suzanne took over, “is that this year, we’re gonna try something new! A photo scavenger hunt! I’ve partnered everyone off, and you’ll have a polaroid camera and a list of tasks. You have to finish all the tasks to be uncuffed from your partner. If you don’t finish the tasks, you’ll be cuffed together-”

“FOREVER!” George shouted. Horrified looks were exchanged as Suzanne pushed him back in his seat.

“Otherwise known as the rest of the evening,” she clarified. Suzanne floated around the room handing out slips of paper with paired names and a list of tasks.

Ginny Weasley ~ Hannah Abbott

Harry Potter ~ George Weasley

Luna Lovegood ~ Hermione Granger

Astoria Greengrass ~ Lavender Brown

Seamus Finnigan ~ Draco Malfoy

An involuntary scoff slipped through Hermione’s lips. Of all people, it had to be Looney Luna she ended up paired with. She would have a serious conversation with Suzanne once the holiday was over during one of their lunch breaks at the Ministry. The list was certainly an interesting match-up of people clearly crafted to ensure no one was paired with who they expected nor with their significant others. Their host instructed each partner to stand side by side as she performed cuffing charm. A bright light encircled each person’s wrist before settling into a nearly invisible bind. A thin line of light was the only evidence of the spell.

“You’ll have an hour to complete as many tasks as possible,” Suzanne explained, now passing out cameras to one person from each pairing. As she handed the camera to Hermione, she winked. "And just to add a bit more fun, magic is not allowed on for any task!"

“Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor!” George called in a shrill voice. Everyone gave him a skeptical look. “Isn’t that from one of your moving picture things?”

“Definitely not,” Suzanne replied laughing at the red tinge of his cheeks.

“Should be. That was a good one.”

The five pairs of binds vibrated gently notifying the participants the hour had started. Hermione scanned the list eager to start. The quicker they started, the quicker she would no longer be stuck to Luna Lovegood.

“I suggest we start in the middle,” Luna said. Her voice reminded Hermione of the faye tales her mother always told of mischievous forest spirits that lead children astray. Which was precisely how she felt about the suggestion. Hermione could tolerate starting at the beginning or the end of a list, but the middle?

“No, we should start with the difficult ones. If we finish the more difficult ones first then we won’t be rushing through them at the end.” Hermione turned her attention towards the list again.

Sit in someone’s lap and tell “Santa” what you want for Christmas Catch a couple kissing under the mistletoe Snag a photo of someone's tattoo Have an owl sit on each of your heads Make an ornament from tinfoil Wrap yourselves up as presents With great trepidation, Hermione had to admit that Luna was right as the majority of the difficult tasks were at the start. The middle of the list made the most sense. Other pairs were already attempting the first few tasks bottle-necking the process. She jumped as Luna linked their bound hands and pulled her towards the stairs.

“Come. I know just where to start.”

“And where exactly is that?” Hermione asked skeptically. She tried to pull her hand from Luna’s, but the younger woman was deceptively strong.

“The roof, of course. Where else will we find an owl?”

Hermione wiped a hand across her face and let out a frustrated sigh as she followed up the stairs. “Of course,” she muttered to herself. “Silly me, where else.”

This was going to be a very long evening for her.

When Luna said the roof, Hermione had not anticipated crawling through a window to sit on the actual roof. Deliberately not looking down, she attempted breathing in a deep calming breath, her fear of heights still not conquered. If she survived this, Suzanne may not.

Luna, however, was perfectly at ease perched on the roof looking out at the park across the street and pulled her Wrackspurt viewing glasses from her face. Able to see them up close, Hermione thought they looked rather like 3D glasses Muggles used for films. The lenses weren't quite the right hue, but the different colors looked similar. She was surprised as Luna placed the end to her lips and blew. A low, long whistle emitted from the glasses that seemed to satisfy her as she placed the glasses on her nose once again and leaned back on her palms forcing Hermione to do the same.

"And what exactly was that supposed to do?" Hermione asked hotly and checked her watch. Seven minutes were gone climbing on the roof and now apparently waiting. But Luna merely smiled and gazed out in the distance. Just had to be Luna , Hermione grumbled internally. Anyone else on the list would have been a perfectly suitable partner for her. She'd have even dealt with Malfoy, but Luna was another thing entirely. While she held no hostility toward the younger woman, Hermione didn't exactly understand how to handle Luna, something that irritates her more than anything. Nothing Luna did was guided by rationality which was an odd characteristic for a Ravenclaw.

"There we are," Luna said in her usual even tone.

Hermione squinted in the direction Luna gazed out. Faintly, a brown blur appeared to be coming straight towards them. As the blur came closer, Hermione was able to see individual wings and beaks taking form. Owls. An entire flock of owls was flying directly at them.

"Luna," she asked hesitantly. The birds did not appear to be slowing their flight.

The blonde merely shushed her. "You'll scare them away."

Before Hermione could ask about their own safety, a large brown barn owl settled between them. Another smaller owl perched itself on Luna’s knees, nipping affectionately at her fingers. A tawny owl swooped overhead before nesting in the curls of Hermione's hair. Had she not been afraid of slipping from the roof, she would have shooed the thing out before it could get comfortable. Another barn owl landed similarly on Luna’s head as more owls joined their friends all around the two women. With careful, precise movements, Luna held the camera at arm's length snapping their photo and sending the birds into a frenzy. Hermione was fairly certain her eyes weren't even open, but the photo was done. She was all too happy to climb back into the safety of the house and away from the dozen owls that seemed to be looking for a victim to poop on.

"Well that was easy," Luna practically sang, smiling at the polaroid in her hand. "Now a tattoo! We may have to get one ourselves to get the photo. Do you think the no magic applies to apparation?"

Rolling her eyes, Hermione huffed and started tucking up her sleeves. "That won't be necessary, Luna."

The lack of coverage on her arms sent goosebumps up her flesh. While most tattoos were meant to be shown off, Hermione typically didn't advertise hers. It wasn't there for others to see. She couldn't even be sure Suzanne knew about it when creating the list.

A bit self-conscious, Hermione turned her left arm toward Luna displaying the tattoo that inked her forearm. Over her war scar held the words "still I rise" in the stem of a flower. The petals delicately splayed outwards just above her wrist. Easy enough to hide when needed.

"A lotus flower. It symbolizes self-regeneration and rebirth." Luna ran a finger over one of the black-inked petals. "Beautiful."

"I just got tired of constantly being reminded of what was done to me," Hermione explained remembering the impulse that drove her into a muggle tattoo parlor. "I decided to replace it with a reminder to myself. That still, I rise."

With a soft smile, Luna set the camera on a shelf and set the timer. After a quick fluff of her hair, she raised her linked right hand forcing Hermione's arm to do the same and put up a peace sign. Noticing Hermione wasn't copying the hand gesture, she eyed her a bit warily, an expression that was not natural on her. "Well you have to do it too, or you'll look silly."

Hermione shot the younger girl an incredulous look. She would look silly? But Luna simply shook her hand making a peace sign again until Hermione finally mimicked her. The camera clicked and spooled out a new photograph.

Harry and George were not progressing through the tasks quickly. For someone that helped create the tasks, George was not helpful in completing them, his mind clearly not on the list at hand. After the fourth shot-down idea, Harry finally had enough.

“Okay, what's wrong with you?”

“Nothing,” George muttered defensively and crossed his arms best he could. “Just a lot on my mind.”

“Clearly. Now spill.”

George eyed a specific bauble on the tree behind Harry and tapped at his arm nervously. Finally, with a sigh, he turned back to Harry and leaned against the door frame. “Swear to keep a secret?” Once the younger man nodded his agreement, George continued, “I’m proposing to Suzanne. Tonight.”

The news wasn’t exactly shocking. Everyone had been betting on it for nearly a year. Having met on Christmas Eve, the timing couldn't have been better. Harry clapped his friend on the shoulder. “That’s brilliant! She’ll love it.”

“Yeah, but we gotta be last. That’s why I’ve been dragging my feet,” he explained, fidgeting with the camera in his hand.

“We can manage that, but you can’t make it this obvious.” Harry consulted the list to find something easy to cross off. “The mistletoe doesn’t seem so hard. Suppose we can team up with Hermione and Luna. Help each other out, right?"

"Nah, I have a better idea." Balancing the camera in one hand, George grabbed Harry by the back of the head and smacked his lips against Harry's snapping the photo. "It never said anything about it being your girlfriend, Potter!"

"WEASLEY!" Hermione bellowed from the second-floor landing and stormed down the stars. Luna jogged lightly behind her to prevent being dragged.

"Feeling threatened are you, Granger?" George raised an eyebrow at her as she shoved him away.

"I'm going to kill him for this whole thing," Hermione confided and wrapped her arms firmly around Harry's neck.

"Don't do that. Then I'd be stuck dragging a dead body around all night." Harry's hands found her waist, pulling her in to kiss her. The cuffs buzzed again notifying each of them half an hour had passed.

“Come on, Potter! Only reason I agreed to let number three be added to the list was to see if that tattoo rumor from fifth-year held any truth.”

“I take back what I said. You can kill him.” Harry pressed a quick kiss to her lips before being pulled away by his bound wrist.

When Hermione turned back to her own partner, Luna held up a photo of their kiss under the mistletoe in triumph. “Halfway done at the halfway mark.”

"After that, I need a drink." For a second time, Hermione did the pulling and headed straight for the kitchen. Various platters and bowls of snacks lay arranged on the counters and table. And at the center of it all, a bowl of eggnog sat ready to be devoured on the kitchen counter with stacks of disposable cups, also known as Hermione's destination.

She ladled a cup full of creamy eggnog. The smell of cinnamon liquor already burned her nose. Taking a long drink, the warmth spread quickly burning as it went. It was strong even for a Weasley party.

"Well found our next task," Hermione mused, tossing the roll of tinfoil at Luna.

"What a curious item," Luna remarked and pulled a long strip from the box. "Is this its intended purpose? Tree decor?"

"Er, no it's meant to help muggle preserve food," Hermione explained as she refilled her cup. One drink was not going to be enough.

"Fascinating." Without question, Luna ripped a corner from the reflective sheet, popping it into her mouth and chewing.

"You can't eat it!" Hermione shrieked, snatching the remaining tinfoil from her and nearly spilling her eggnog as she did.

"Really? I thought it was for food."

"To wrap around the food, not to eat with the food!"

"Oh now that just seems wasteful," she mused as she pulled the piece from her mouth. "I should like to create a wrapper that can be eaten. Wouldn't that be lovely?"

"Uh, sure. You get right on that, Luns."

Hermione hadn't meant for the old nickname to slip, but it had. Something about Luna always set her off-kilter, but she never intended to be rude to the young Ravenclaw. But, in true Luna fashion, she thought nothing ill of it.

"I like nicknames." Carefully, she set a tinfoil crane on the table, something Hermione hadn't even realized she'd been creating as they talked.

"That's beautiful, Luna." To Hermione’s surprise, a light blush colored her cheeks at the compliment.

"Thank you. I like to fiddle a lot and picked it up along the way." After a quick check of their list, Luna scooped up her ornament and turned back to her partner. "Shall I wrap you up as a present to give to Harry, now?"

The second eggnog was a mistake, and Hermione knew it as the world shifted slightly in front of her. The ground under her felt solid enough, but the lightness of her head made her feel weightless. A thick warmth spread through her limbs as she registered what Luna said. And suddenly, walking didn't seem like such a great idea. But Hermione Granger didn't back down from a challenge.

"Luna, Luna, lovely Luna. I don't care what you do with me at this point, but you may have to carry me there." Forgetting about her cuffed hand, Hermione attempted to throw an arm around her partner only to force both of their arms into a contortion. Luna simply laughed and began pulling her towards the living room.

"Lovely!"

Nothing could have prepared them for the sight they met. It was one that truly could only come from a Weasley annual Christmas party. Sulking on the couch sat Draco Malfoy with Seamus Finnigan. The partnership was an interesting decision, but what truly shocked Hermione was Draco’s usual white blonde hair now shifted in and out of violent reds and vibrant greens.

Seeing the pair of women journey into the room, he raised a pointed finger at them both shouting, “Not a word!”

“You look rather festive , Malfoy,” Hermione remarked anyway, the alcohol loosening her normally tight-lipped retorts. “Guessing you broke the “no magic” rule.”

Rather than make a jab at his expense, Luna handed the camera to Hermione and unceremoniously dropped into Draco’s lap to the shock of everyone present.

“I should like to see a Nargle for Christmas.” Expectantly, she turned towards Hermione for her photo. The photo was nowhere near centered as Hermione's vision titled from the rum as she fumbled the camera, but it did capture the moment quite well.

“I think you should make the change permanent,” Luna announced, giving his head a pat as she stood. He stared in shock as Luna pulled a laughing Hermione towards the Christmas tree where several rolls of wrapping paper sat out.

After tripping over a bag of bows, Hermione set cross-legged on the floor as Luna picked a wrapping paper out. The green paper crinkled at Luna wrapped the paper completely around Hermione’s torso, pinning her arms down. With a final flourishment, she added a bow on top announcing Hermione was properly wrapped and photographed the moment. Suzzane wandered over chuckling at the uneven paper and ribbons that encircled Hermione.

“Someone clearly found the eggnog, else this would never happen,” she laughed, collecting the photos from Luna and verifying each task was complete.

Hermione’s glassy eyes met Suzanne’s. A hiccup shook her body, answering the question. Chuckling at her friend, Suzanne tapped her wand to each of their wrists dissolving the threadlike restraint.

“Congratulations. First to finish!” With another wave of her wand, paper crowns appeared on each of their heads.

“Huh. Who’d have thought,” Hermione mused and pulled the wrapping paper off.

Luna settled back on her hands chattering. As she listened absently, Hermione watched her friends flit around the room in a rush to finish their lists.

“There you are,” Harry said as he settled next to Hermione.

“Harry!” she shouted, wrapping her arms tightly. “Hm, you smell good.”

“And you sound drunk. How many eggnogs did you have?”

“Two! And a half…I think.”

He laughed and wrapped an arm around her. Happy, she snuggled into his side. This was the kind of Christmas she loved pressed against Harry surrounded by all of their friends. It was perfect.

George reached over top the couple to pull a bright purple bauble from the tree. His hands shook slightly as he did, nearly fumbling the ornament. The nerves were beginning to get the best of him

“Hey don’t sweat, mate,” Harry reassured him. George only nodded and went to find Suzanne.

“Don’t sweat what,” Hermione asked, not quite intoxicated enough to miss the exchange.

Instead of giving an answer, Harry just pulled her to her feet picking up the camera beside him. “You'll see.”

She grunted indignantly, leaning heavily into him. A loud clanging drew everyone’s attention to the center of the room where George stood with Suzanne. Hermione shot Harry another curious look before turning her attention.

“Before everyone puts down the cameras, I’m hoping you all will take a few more photos,” George instructed before turning to his girlfriend. “Suzanne Amanda Collins.”

“George Fabion Weasley,” she said when he didn't continue helping break the tension. He gave her an adoring smile and pressed a brief kiss against her lips.

“I love you. You know I love you. And you light up every corner of my life.” Couples found each other as he spoke, clasping hands and wrapping arms around each other. Sighing, Hermione pressed her head against Harry's shoulder as he kissed it.

“Merlin, I wish Fred could have met you. He'd love you. But then he'd also probably have tried to snatch you up himself. But fortunately, I was always the handsome one. And the funny one. Realistically I always carried the team.

“For my entire life, I was one half of a whole. Then I lost that half, and I thought I'd lose myself too. Until this nosey, incredible woman walked into my shop on Christmas Eve no less, looking for a gift for her niece. You always saw me as a whole, complete person all by myself even when I didn't. You gave me space and patience and love while I worked to find myself again and in the process found you. You're the best thing to ever happen to me. And I hope I can be the same for you. I hope you'll let me make you laugh every day and put up with me misquoting all your favorite movies to infinity and into the beyond. So what do you say?"

George dropped down to one knee and twisted the bauble open. Nestled in plush velvet sat a white gold ring with a single pear-shaped diamond.

“This isn't going to turn me into a cow or something right?” she asked, prodding a finger at the ring.

“Only if you say no,” he quipped, giving her his typical sarcastic smile she knew too well.

“Well, how could I resist that?”

“Suzanne, will you marry me?”

“Of course, you idiot.”

The cheer that erupted was deafening as the group of friends surged forward to congratulate the happy couple. All the men clapped George on the shoulder, even Draco despite his current situation at the hand of George. The women took turns hugging Suzanne and admiring the beautiful ring. As the party continued, lots of laughter and jokes were exchanged as later they played a round of White Elephant. The night headed towards its end, and everyone collected their coats to make their way home. As the group parted ways on the sidewalk, George ducked back outside shouting, “Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals!”

#harryxhermione #fanfiction #normalise fanfiction #fanfic #harmony fanart #harmione #hermione granger #george weasley #harry potter #george weasley and oc #luna lovegood

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askmaskedmewtwo · 4 months

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Updated FAQ YAY YIPPEE

Name:

Breeze

Age:

20s

Quick Info

Genderfluid Nonbinary

AFAB if that matters lol

Pronouns = They/Them

Demipan

Acespec

Neurodivergent

Leo

ENFP

Art Programs Used:

IbisPaint and Canva (Trying and Failing at Learning CSP and FlipaClip)

Favorite Things

Animal:

Crows (Birds in general, but corvids are my bias)

Food:

Pisketti :p

Drinks:

Moroccan Mint Tea

Alcoholic Drinks:

Seabreeze

Desserts:

Macarons bc I’m B A S I C

Anime:

Princess Tutu, Ancient Magus Bride, Scrapped Princess, Slayers, Outbreak Company, Revue Starlight, Utena, Comic Party, Kyousogiga, Lucky Star, Acchi Kocchi, Princess Jellyfish, Flip Flappers, Restaurant to Another World, Artiswitch, Death Parade

Manga:

Pandora Hearts, Witch Hat Atelier, Children of the Sea, Library Wars, Girl from the Other Side

Manwha:

50 Tea Recipes from the Duchess, I Thought My Time was Up, My Husband Changes Every Night, The Villainess’ Daughter, Not Sew Wicked Stepmom, Ghost Teller + Theater, Refund High School

Webcomics:

The Wraith and the Dawn, Hooky, Watermelon, A Budgie’s Life, Cursed Princess Club, Erma, Strawberry Seafoam, and Hooves of Death

Game Genres:

Psychological Horror, Horror VN, Otome, Cozy, JRPGs, Rhythm

Music:

JRock, JPop, Electroswing

Musical Artists:

Halyosy-P, 40mp, Heavenz, VAN DER SHOP, GHOST, Unnämed, VocaCircus, Camellia, Ujico*, OSTER Project, miy-yuu, natsuSCL, United Cats, nostraightanswer, Bump of Chicken, Little Glee Monster, luz, Sekai no Owari, Mili

Other Hobbies I Talk About:

Crafting, Making Jewelry, Baking, Making Drinks, Rec Biking, Nature Hikes

#ask blog #frequently asked questions #artists on tumblr

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azantiss · 4 months

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Intro! in more depth

hello! i finally actually got tumblr wow. no more just lurking on the web version and getting screenshots from friends :)

my main focuses for this blog will probably be: (1) music, (2) ace/aro spectrum self-discovery stuff, (3) general stuff about psychology, (4) personal art projects. i also tend to ramble about random things i discover about being a person so if that shows up here don't be surprised. not sure if people usually make different blogs for these things but we'll see i guess.

my life: i am a university student! i'm a cognitive science major with psychology and neuroscience concentration and a gender studies minor. almost done with my bachelors yippee! i also have a radio show where i'm a DJ and get to propaganda the masses (/lh) yay. probably implied there but i am over 18 (i am 20). i also reside in the US. i am also queer. i use they/them pronouns and identify somewhere within the non-binary umbrella. probably agender. i am also currently unpacking my sexuality but i believe i am pretty strongly on the aromantic spectrum. i have been finding myself identifying more as just ambivalent to like everything gender/sexuality of late. i am a floating orb in space time idk man. most of why i made this account is to find more aromantic education resources.

i am also autistic and adhd, along with some crock pot of other stuff like anxiety depression ocd cptsd, and potentially bpd (also unpacking that one) and probably other things i am not remembering. insomnia if that counts i have incredibly chronic insomnia. some day maybe i will share my sleep charts where we see my average sleep hours are like 3 per night it's a nice chart.

i'm a leftist- or something around that area, terms can vary. if you are in any way a bigot, go away. this is not a place for homophobia, transphobia, racism, xenophobia, zionism, ableism, victim-blaming, sexism, or any other kind of discrimination etc. i strive to be aware of everything that i say but if there's ever any issues i am unaware of or could improve upon speaking about, feel free to educate me if you'd like!

i use tone indicators! will try to remember to put them in as much as i can if something needs it.

i do a project called 'an album a day' and i'm hoping to share that for 2024!! if you have any super awesome albums to share, send them to me any time! above is a picture of last year's album a day! I will tag those posts with #azantisalbumaday2024

some current music hyperfixations: the narcissist cookbook, careful gaze, bloodywood, fast animals and slow kids, set to stun, bring me the horizon, fall out boy, muse, the amazing devil, nothing but thieves, autoheart, vienna teng, art sorority, jean dawson, my chemcial romance, you me at six, and like a million other artists for whom i don't know enough of their discography to list them here.

the main genres i listen to are metalcore, rock adjacent anything, metal, idk how to describe genres. i really love most music but rock adjacent is my main one. i love music very much i am incredibly autistic about it.

if you use it, feel free to follow me on last fm here!!

hobbies/other interests: trying to get hobbies that aren't being a student, playing piano, zines/lyric videos (working on these), zentangles!!, dogs, trying to be politically aware, applying to jobs i guess, general crafting things, hanging out with my friends whom i love dearly, board games, listening to music (but you probably got that already), psychology, autism (i am autistic dw), the sims, minecraft, OH i forgot spreadsheets i LOVEEEE spreadsheets. also will occasionally go on rants about books or movies, most currently, whiplash and bojack horseman but im sensing a hunger games fixation reemerging.

i am trying to get back into reading. planning on reading some webtoons and the new hunger games book soon so maybe we'll see stuff about that too.

my hot takes: radiohead is good, wet socks aren't that bad if you have ventilation (crocs for example), and days should have 26.5 hours.

feel free to ask me questions or lmk if there's other things i should add to this post. idk how to use tumblr

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