if I had a nickel for everytime Harry Potter won a Tony award, I'd have two nickels which isn't a lot but weird that it happened twice
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if I had a nickel for everytime Harry Potter won a Tony award, I'd have two nickels which isn't a lot but weird that it happened twice
And where are her bows… she can’t Bev without her bows… put her bows on…
Hello, 8:11 fandom.
I’m coming to the cottage.
Oh to be a man with curly hair, round glasses, cocky smirk, and athletic build. Like, don't get me wrong, I like being a girl, but something about strutting down Hogwarts's hallways with three best friends and a rubicks cube that sings hymne á l'amour in my pocket.... Oh James Potter how enviable you are.
Hm. Saw Sentry vore art. Don't do that
pls tell Him that i need Him biblically (irony intended)
GIRL- The only thing biblical about Him is how good He is at turning water into your whines. (The bible reference was on purpose)
(my response is a bit cringe i fear)
All I need is patrick protecting art in the academy from some bullies and getting beat up for it, but art takes care of him and maybe jerks him off as a thank you
He used to get bullied a lot in school for being too pretty they called her ‘pretty face pretty face’ they were like ‘oh pretty boy let’s bully him’
in all seriousness though…. I think Patrick hears people talking shit to Art and takes it SO seriously. He doesn’t play that shit, because Art’s the type to act like he doesn’t care, then go back to his room and just sulk and ruminate on everything they said.
So Patrick goes and talks shit right back, which honestly doesn’t help because they already think Art and Patrick are gay for each other. Patrick manages a few good hits, but one on two isn’t good odds, and he winds up with a blood nose, a split lip; and a cut on his eyebrow before a coach steps in and forces them apart.
When he makes it back to their dorm, his entire face hurts. Art sees and just walks out, grabs some ice, and comes back to clean Patrick up. He doesn’t ask questions, he doesn’t lecture. He just sits on the bed and wipes away the blood.
Maybe he leans in and kisses the blood off of Patrick’s mouth. And Patrick can’t even complain about the pain of his split lip when Art’s being sweet like that.
But then Art’s poking at his cheekbone and Patrick hisses in pain. “That hurts, asshole.”
“You’re so fucking stupid,” Art says, but his free hand is already moving to palm Patrick’s obvious hard-on through his shorts. He’ll make him forget all about his battered face.