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❝   THINGS   WE   LOSE   HAVE   A    WAY   OF    COMING   BACK   TO   US   IN   THE   END   . . .    IF   NOT   ALWAYS   IN   THE   SAME    WAY   WE  EXPECT   !    ❞

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CARRD. MEMES. MUSES.

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CONTINUED FROM DISCORD. with @barkskins !

𝖑𝖞𝖑𝖆 𝖏𝖆𝖓𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖗𝖊 — the woman could hear it now , the disapproving tones of her siblings in raised octaves undoubtedly calling her selfish for fucking striker out of all the dicks in town ! and it was selfish , lyla knew. which is what made it feel so fucking good. lewd noises continued to spill from open lips , lyla's control over her vocal chords completely spiraling out as striker ravaged her with just his fingers. ❛ jesus christ , it's like you're houdini. ❜ her ability to speak amidst the overwhelming pleasure was just as shocking as the quick work the rancher made of removing her bra. but thankfully she was able to catch her breath , lyla taking a deep sigh as she assessed how she must've looked. cheeks flushed , wetness trailing down her thighs , and nipples completely hardened and peaked. there was definitely no going back , and if he saw her like this , it was only fair that lyla returned the favor. ❛ i can do more than that , baby ❜ getting her knees beneath her , she makes quick work of the buckle and pulls the belt free of its loops. tossing it up on the dash , there is no hesitation in pulling down his sun washed levis and wrapping her pink lips around his cock. licking a long strip up his length , lyla pushes down until her nose touches skin and her entire throat is filled with striker.

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OOTP!Ron ♡

(part 1 | part 2 of the gifset);

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𝐇𝐈𝐒    𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒    𝐀𝐑𝐄    𝐍𝐎𝐖    𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃.        they    are    closer    than    when    the    conversation    started    ,    kylira    is    so    aware    of    this    fact.        it    didn't    help    that    the    entire    hufflepuff    table    has    begun    to    look    at    them    and    listen    in    ,    but    as    has    slytherin.        all    eyes    are    on    them    ,    a    feeling    the    girl    normally    has    no    issue    with...    but    now    ?        now    she    can    practically    feel    her    heart    beat    in    her    ears.

pulling    back    slightly    ,    trying    to    regain    even    a    little    bit    of    her    composure.        ❝    would    you    really    want    to    win    without    hufflepuff's    best    player    ?    ❞        it    is    a    bold    claim    ,    one    that    as    been    told    to    her    a    hand    full    of    times.        wasn't    something    she    believed    to    be    true    but    it    was    low    hanging    fruit    ,    she    had    to    take    it    when    given    the    option.

❝    i    am    sure    you    would.    ❞        ky    quips    ,    smirk    forming    on    pink    lips.        her    confidence    returning    as    she    begins    to    relax    once    more    ,    mind    no    longer    focused    on    the    attention    they    have    attracted.        its    just    he    two    of    them.        ❝    but    that    is    for    me    to    know    and    you    to    mind    your    own    business.    ❞        hands    unfold    ,    each    pushing    hair    behind    her    ears    getting    it    out    of    her    face.        ❝    we    will    handle    this    out    on    the    pitch    ,    yes    ?    ❞

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𝖘𝖊𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜 — sebastian stands up straight before the quickened pace of his heart gave away the slight nervousness that suddenly gathered beneath her gaze. it was a feeling he wasn't well customed , and it was startling ... exciting. a challenge , perhaps. his tongue darts between his lips , drawing whatever moisture available to keep his throat from drying up.

and then , just suddenly , his heart was completely won over by the still seated hufflepuff. her confidence - - that she finally said what they all thought , sent him head over heels. she was the best. the best in quidditch. the best one here in general. ❝ no , i would not. ❞ he lets her have it , knowing it to be true anyways. and sebastian gives in gladly ... proud and cheeks now a flushed , pink hue.

a chuckle echoes in his throat and an eyebrow raises. it was such a side of her rarely seen by others , but he always knew it was there. it was rather difficult to see who just won what out of this little challenge - - the endeavor a success. ❝ i'm so thrilled to see my little hypothesis was correct ... ❞ sebastian suddenly alludes , letting his words trail , eyes distracted by the hair she pushed back and how it'd feel if her dark strands were between his fingertips. ❝ on the pitch. ❞

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if we have a past thread together you would like to have keep going, please like this so i can message you! otherwise i’ll drop the thread! 🫶🏻

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guess who is back (-:

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i see tswift tomorrow :-)

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josh whitehouse is so babygirl

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sabrina carpenter shows up on my fyp and i lose all train of thought

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sebastian is the barista

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finished omi + seb

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looking at my current WIP wondering why the heck writing dream sequences are so hard !!! anyways here's what i've written so far

My feet are wet. That’s the first thing I notice. I look down and on the surface of the slight murk engulfing me is the trailing end of white cloth. It floats atop the stagnant surface, slightly transparent. Just below are my feet, squishing in dark mud. Water that I had originally thought only came up to my ankles actually rose to my mid-thigh, giving a creeping chill throughout my core. I was cold and yet the water was warm. I grip the wet, heavy dress just above my knees and pull though somehow it doesn’t lift. Instead it appears to expand, a white lily in a green bank, quenching itself with Adam’s ale. I pull and pull again, but it doesn’t budge. The free forming airy appearance of my dress in the water acting more like steel, unwilling to move from the foundation it built itself upon. Any progress I was making was in the mud at the bottom of the bank. My feet deeply rooting itself with each pull of the garment. I pull the garment, then I pull up my feet from the sinking earth. “Need help with that?” My heads snaps up, the sun’s dancing reflection drawing my hands to my eyes, shading them to see the figure standing at a distance. The water comes up to his calves, his khaki colored linen gripping to his frame, drinking him in instead of the water around us. His shirt, the color of my dress, still dry from the warm air. But his hair could have been on fire, the way it glowed like freshly dawned embers. “James? What are you doing here?” “Are you sure I’m the one who isn’t where I’m supposed to be?”

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baby that's 2nd year sebastian sallow

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◤‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖𝕍𝔾◢   ---   though   she   barely   knows   luna;   valyria   reaches   out   to   grasp   her   hands   in   her   own.   a   warm   smile   on   her   lips   and   stars   in   her   eyes   ---   blue   and   beautiful   like   her   father's.   she   treats   luna   like   they've   been   friends   for   years,   with   familiarity   and   affection.   ❝   alright,   this   has   been   on   my   mind   all   morning   and   my   heart   simply   cannot   bear   to   hold   it   in   any   longer!   i   had   to   find   you   and   tell   you.   you   remind   me   of   one   of   my   favorite   dragon   species;   the   french   fairywing.   they're   a   small   species   with   wings   that   resemble   butterfly   wings.   papa   even   took   me   to   meet   a   female   one   named   visenya.   anyway,   you   remind   of   the   fairywings   because   you   have   this   ethereal   aura   about   you.   ❞   she   says,   her   hands   gesticulating   with   her   usual   flair   of   drama.   

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while some would have found the interaction peculiar , luna did not second guess or found it a bother when her hands were taken. most people usually fled the other way when the ravenclaw girl walked down the hallway , and to have someone come up so confidently was a welcome surprise. luna listens intently , eyes blinking , the sight of a french fairywing easily coming to her mind. her father had written about them once in the quibbler , detailing that just an angry flap of their wings could bring about a storm in the scottish highlands. it was quite the compliment. ❝ thank you. though i'm not sure it's really my aura but the wrackspurts trying to get in my head. hogwarts is loaded with wrackspurts , did you know? ❞ luna slightly turns her head , showing off the little puffs of cotton stuffed into her ears. ❝ it is better safe than sorry. ❞

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𝐇𝐄    𝐈𝐒    𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓    𝐈𝐓    𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃    𝐁𝐄    𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒.        it    was    an    agreement    that    they    each    take    turns    and    lily    had    just    done    her    last    turn    the    month    prior    .    .    .        but    when    james    looked    absolutely    exhausted    the    red    head    offered    to    take    it    from    him.        besides    ,    she    enjoyed    being    the    first    person    to    seem    remus.        it    was    a    little    selfish    but    she    couldn't    explain    it.

❝    he    offered    a    firm    handshake    and    to    keep    the    bullying    to    a    minimum.    ❞

no    need    to    explain    she    offered    ,    a    joking    answer    will    surely    do    just    fine.        it    always    did.        her    own    yawn    taking    over    her    as    she    sat    up    from    her    comfortable    position    on    the    couch    ,    a    big    stretch    causing    arms    to    straighten    above    her    head.        ❝    are    you    okay    ?    ❞

it's    sort    of    a    rhetorical    question    ,    but    lily    always    feels    the    need    to    ask.        without    fail    ,    every    time    ,    the    question    will    be    asked.        she    has    always    wondered    how    the    boys    greeted    him    ,    she    is    sure    it    is    not    with    an    immediate    check    up    -    maybe    she    just    feels    the    need    to    let    him    know    that    even    if    she    doesn't    understand    what    its    like    she    is    in    his    corner    and    willing    to    do    almost    anything    for    him.

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at her answer , a chuckle breathed out through his nose. that did sound like the james he knew ; whether it had been a joke or not. ❝ what a generous offer. ❞ remus groans as he sits down into one of the arm chairs , the cushions bringing some relief to the sore muscles damaged from the transformation.

❝ am i okay ? well now that is a complicated question. ❞ remus was always far from okay. the physical damage from his condition one thing - - mostly treatable while the mental damage . . . that was a different thing completely. but right now , remus had to say that he was okay. there were worse things than having lily evans wait up all night just for you.

❝ madam pomfrey didn't even bother with me when i made it back. said i looked alright with nothing really wrong besides needing some sleep. so you don't have to worry. ❞ he gives her a lazy smile , before nodding up the stairs. ❝ you should get some rest. quidditch today. ❞

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𝐀𝐍    𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑    𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐓𝐎𝐏    𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐏    𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄    𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌    𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄.        hand    on    her    chest    ,    covering    her    heart    as    if    offended    at    his    statement.        ❝    how    dare    you    ,    a    gryffindor    ,    question    my    loyalty.    ❞        letting    out    another    laugh    before    beginning    to    come    back    to    reality.        ❝    seriously    though    ,    you    almost    had    it.        just    a    couple    wrong    portions    of    the    right    ingredients.        come    on    ,    one    more    try    but    this    time    really    try    to    pay    attention.        i    will    actually    stop    you    this    time    if    its    wrong    ,    okay    ?    ❞

potions    were    elli's    true    passion    ,    the    one    thing    that    made    sense    to    here    always.        it    just    clicked    .    .    .        and    she    loved    trying    to    help    her    classmates    figure    out    what    they    were    doing    wrong.        a    true    passion    to    teach    starting    to    emerge    in    her.        ❝    you    have    got    this    ,    ron.        and    if    you    don't    .    .    .        next    time    we    are    in    hogsmeade    i    will    get    you    a    butterbeer.    ❞        a    good    bribe    never    hurt    anyone.

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with a few taps of his wand , the poor excuse of a memory potion disappeared , and while snape had ( in his words ) so graciously prepared enough ingredients for each student to have two chances , ron could already feel the greasy stare of the professor burning into his back. with another tap , the cauldron refills with water , slowly coming back to a boil. ❝ alright , alright. your honor lives for another day and i'll try to pay better attention. even though i am very tempted to mess up again just for the free butterbeer . . . if only snape wouldn't have my head if i wasted more ingredients. ❞ fwooper feathers , stewed mandrake , eel eyes - - - the list went on and on it seemed. one by one , checking and double checking , he began to put the ingredients into the potion , stirring intermittently as he went. counter - clockwise , he wouldn't forget that. ❝ wait do the alihotsy leaves have to be crumpled or powdered ? ❞

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