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@hclfandhalf-blog
just like 𝔼𝔹𝕆ℕ𝕐﹠𝐼𝒱𝒪𝑅𝒴, living together in perfect 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚈.
Couple aesthetic:the short one tries to kiss the tall one,but they can’t reach up; so they gently stand on their toes,take the tall one’s neck And DRAG THE MOTHERFUCKER DOWN. IF I CAN’T GO UP,YOU’RE GOING DOWN WITH ME
Sleepy Sex Meme
Send one for…
😍 - My muse to roll on top of your muse and start to kiss them
😊 - Your muse to suck on my muse’s neck while they cuddle 😨 - My muse to sneak under the cover and pleasure with your muse with their mouth
😈 - My muse crawling on your muse and pressing their hips against your muse’s crotch
😱 - My muse suddenly reaching down and grabbing your muse between the legs 💤 - Your muse spooning mine from behind and starting to rub their crotch against my muse’s hind
👂 - Your muse nibbling on my muse’s ear
❤️ - WILD CARD!!
we’re ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ, aren’t we? the 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑒 said harry was back, and we were going to ғɪɢʜᴛ!
we’re ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ, aren’t we? the 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑒 said harry was back, and we were going to ғɪɢʜᴛ!
we’re ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ, aren’t we? the 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑒 said harry was back, and we were going to ғɪɢʜᴛ!
loathedlineage:
“Yes, Seamus. You being short has everything to do with being magically delicious.”
“–No, wait. That came out wrong … “
{{ ☘ }} — ❝𝓨’know, when yeh put it that way...
❝Nope, I still don’t get it. I think yeh ought’a stop talkin’ in riddles, otherwise yeh’re gonna stop makin’ sense altogether.❞
loathedlineage:
“Oh, come on. You of all people should know what they are. –Hint: they’re ‘magically delicious’.”
{{ ☘ }} — ❝𝓦hat does that... it’s some stupid Muggle thing, isn’t it? That’s why I’ve never heard of it. Is - it’s got somethin’ to do with me being short, doesn’t it?❞
we’re ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ, aren’t we? the 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑒 said harry was back, and we were going to ғɪɢʜᴛ!
ldentidem replied to your link:
I don't know, friend, I'm following and praying tbh
{ this totally isn’t helping my self restraint but i’m also not complaining whoops }
{ somebody please talk me out of actually making this a thing oh g od }
{ ✗ continued; @spiraree }
{{ ☘ }} — 𝓘t had been a blatant mistake to blurt out such a confession, and Seamus had surely suffered for it as he silently watched his best mate process what he’d said. A torturous observation, leaving him to chew the inside of his cheek as he braced himself for whatever rejection was about to come his way.
Then Dean was speaking, and right as Seamus was beginning to open his own mouth to either apologize profusely or simply pretend to be joking -
Dean kissed him. Without any warning or indication that he was about to do so, he’d stopped himself mid-sentence and just... kissed him.
The rest was surprisingly easy, as if Seamus wasn’t in control of anything at all, driven on pure instinct and an unrelenting desire to kiss back. Grabbing a hold onto the collar of Dean’s shirt, he pressed his mouth back with a force nothing short of eager, years worth of pent-up yearning finally bursting forward.
{ ✗ continued; @loathedlineage }
{{ ☘ }} — ❝𝓘 swear to Merlin, I’m gonna start hexin’ people if they keep saying that t’me. What in th’bloody hell are lucky charms?❞
praecantatia:
@hclfandhalf
“Why is it I’m constantly surrounded by idiotic boys?” Hermione grumbled, watching as three third year Gryffindors tried to float each other over the lake, presumably to throw things at the giant squid without getting hurt. “Oi!” She called out, “You three come back here, you’re all getting detentions for this!” Taking a step back, she bumped into Seamus, “Oh! Sorry, I didn’t see you there!”
{{ ☘ }} — 𝓦atching the trio of young, trouble making Gryffindors at the lake brought a smile to Seamus’ face. They reminded him of himself, mostly, during a time when he was only thirteen, too, carefree in a world that had yet to face the dark magic that had plagued him for the better part of three years. He was happy they wouldn’t have to face the hardships that he did.
Caught up in observing those third years, he had failed to hear the calling of a familiar, female voice. Not until the owner of said voice had backed up right into him, and he was effectively snapped out of his trance-like state.
❝Hey, no harm done,❞ he chuckled once recovering from the stumble she’d caused him, motioning towards the group of students. ❝Funny, aren’t they?❞
I’m not even sure which one I’m more like
This is the first time I have heard uptown funk
"It's your mum, Seamus. The mark was over your house."
break my character’s heart with one ask box message | accepting!
{{ ☘ }} — 𝓘t felt as if he’d been punched in the stomach. All the air left his lungs, rendering him physically sick, and of all the emotions that simultaneously ran through his head, it was anger that fueled his denial.
❝No… no, that can’t - s-she just wrote to me yesterday, I - she - no.❞