#wildly

[poetrybyonur]

All my gentle soul wants to do is to love you wildly and savagely.

[fw00shy]

Slow Days, Bad Habits

When Draco told Pansy he was moving to Los Angeles, Pansy said, "Fuck off, you're not." It was a Thursday and the afternoon sun stretched over Pansy's fire escape patio like a lazy cat. Draco fished out the olive from his glass and ate it, saying, "No, I really am," when he really wasn't — lying was a bad habit of his, and he was five martinis deep — but the next day he woke up thinking: Why not?

Doing what he wasn't supposed to do was a relatively new bad habit of his (sure he used to break rules, but he never broke Father's rules) but it was by far his favourite. Doing the unexpected. Turning heads. Like when he wore the shirt the Muggle orphanage gave him for painting walls to one of his mum's "Sorry We Lost the War" benefits and Daphne said, "You? Volunteering? No way, I bet a thousand Galleons you bought that from a thrift store."

Los Angeles was everything London wasn't and everything Draco wanted to be. Cars built to go 300kph putting bumper-to-bumper down wide, yawning freeways. Plastic surgery to cover up whatever you didn't like about yourself. Every day Draco looked in the mirror and changed something different. What if he had a different nose? A larger mouth? Would his life change for the better? Some days he wished he had more time to figure out how to turn his life around. Other days it was a lot easier to let his eyes droop until every second stretched long and he lost track of it, another day lost in the waste of his life. 

When Draco saw Harry at the farmer's market he knew Harry had moved to Los Angeles to disappear. He knew this because Harry wore dark glasses and a cap pulled low over his scar. He knew this because the papers had reported Harry missing four years ago, and had never found him since. He knew this because he had moved to Los Angeles to disappear, too. Draco bought his oat milk and his strawberries and walked back home with them tucked under his arm, like his little secret. That was another bad habit of his now: secrets. Anything could be a secret if he wanted it to be. His favourite bench at the park. The line from an Ada Limon that made him cry. Waves crashing against the pier. The scent of jasmine in his mother's garden. And now, Harry, in LA. All his secrets. All just for him.

Draco saw Harry at the farmer's market again the following week, around 1pm when the stalls were packing up and the baskets of strawberries numbered in the ones and twos. Draco came to the farmer's market every week and some weeks they ran out of what he liked, but he was fine with that; this was the time best suited for him.

Draco watched Harry meander past the stalls, his hands behind his back, like he was browsing with no intent to purchase. But why? Maybe he was a ghost. Draco chuckled at the thought, and then he saw Harry walking toward him.

"I won't tell," Draco said. "So don't Obliviate me, please. I like my memories. Or the recent ones, anyway. I mean, they're nothing special. Just things like, eating a good peach. The sun sinking into the sea. Waking up and not being too hot or too cold. Normal things." (Running his mouth: maybe the original bad habit?)

Harry blinked slowly, his mouth slightly agape. He didn't look like he was going to attack Draco. He wasn't even carrying a wand. 

"So," Draco said, smiling, a little more confident now. "I won't tell if you won't tell?"

"You live here too?"

"Sure do," Draco said. "Do you want to come over?"

So it was their secret now.

Which was fine. More than fine, even. Draco didn't normally like to share, but he sure did like breaking rules. Especially his own.

[dumblr]

I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.

[grimmroach]

why’d tge neil ellice sightings happen while i was finishing class work UGH!!!!!

[fruit-salad-ship]

An outfit each of them would wear Exactly Once? Maybe specifically something they would wear in public, but just once?

I couldnt think of a better 'only once in public' outfit to doodle considering the recent proposal/fight situation.

Lord knows if it'd go down like this but it was fun to draw and figure out their respective styles.

[agoddamn]

Some characters read so hard as gay to me that even if shipping isn't involved I just can't picture them with the opposite sex at all except in an unhappy comphet way

[tobi-smp]

you know

there’s a lot to be said about season four, but it is just now hitting me that we’ve had a mass influx of characters that seem to be acting wildly overly aggressive (both in seeking out conflict and the actions they take while in that conflict) because their cc either doesn’t know what to do when the main conflict of the season just isn’t happening (I’m hanging up missing posters for c!dream as we speak) Or because they’re just burnt out with what they were doing before

and bad’s the only one that thought to use the canonical mind control egg that’s not contained and hasn’t had its story wrapped up yet

we could’ve had a third wave of the egg by now that can either reject dream because it sees him as a threat or Use and Be Used by dream under the condition that they’re both trying to destroy each other behind the scenes but see each other as useful for taking out the competition

[whimsicallyconfusedforlife]

Gabriel Agreste may have refrained from akumatizing his son in glaciator 2, but in his monologuing at Emilie at the end of Dearest Family he says he will succeed, no matter the cost. Chat Blanc already showed one time line he was willing to do it…

No. Matter. The. Cost.

He would, and he will, akumatize Adrien when he is desperate enough.