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snape: miss granger, that potion looks exactly as it should do, ten points from gryffindor for cheating

snape: mister longbottom, i see your cauldron has caught fire somehow, you have detention tonight

snape: mister malfoy, you only burned your eyebrows off this time, twenty points to slytherin

snape: mister potter...what is that in your cauldron?

harry: barbecue sauce

snape: why?

harry: you're gonna yell at me no matter what i do, so might as well have chicken nuggets

Have a baby Harry and his godfather the way they should have been.

ToN spoilers !!

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when rick said he was working on like four other project i really really really really hope one of them is the percabeth college novella we fucking deserve and i also REALLY REALLY hope one of them is nico and will’s quest, including the prophecy rachel gave them at the end of ToN. like fucking PLEASE rick

this little baby girl's power....truly unmatched

me @ AO3

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IF YOU CANT HANDLE ME AT MY WORST, JUST REMEMBER THAT I HANDLE ME AT MY WORST AND THAT MAKES ME STRONGER THAN YOU

dont wanna sound like a slut but I really need a hug right now

Found this on reddit, don’t know the author, but it’s wonderful

Jazzmeyinne

New tag game! Spell your name as atrociously as possible!

Khaghei (Kai)

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everybody go home this is the best tweet of the day

Your sixth most recent emoji predicts how you’ll feel about life in 10 years

Hurt

Space opera

Enemies to lovers

what’s your fanfic life like? 

Even though I was not yet born when 9/11 happened, I would like to take a moment to remember all those who died.

The children and adults on the plane who died scared and alone.

Those who died in a burning building never seeing their kids or family again. Never able to say goodbye.

The essential service workers who died protecting and saving the lives of others.

The people who suffered injuries that will affect them for the rest of their lives.

The Muslims who face persecution for crimes they never committed or agreed with.

Families who lost their loved ones.

19 years later. We will always remember.

During all this mess, many may have not realized what day is today. While many of us are dealing with are own struggles today, may we take a moment to remember the lives of those who were taken from us on this day, 16 years ago. 🇺🇸🙏🏼😢

What?! You can’t not add the part where they do it to Sirius!! Please please please write that bit too! Plleeeaaassseeee

The Talk

Yes, this is happening. Now, I don’t know if any of this has been declared canon or if this has been done before but I could not get Pascal giving Logan “the talk” out of my head. So I wrote this. Because I’m obsessed with the cubs, Pascal, and sex-ed that explains safe, sane, and consensual sex.

Oh, and I’m also the same bitch who wrote Number 7 which was about James Potter in the Sweater Weather univers as well. Though that one was more angsty, oops.

These characters are @lumosinlove‘s creation and I’m forever grateful of her creating them and sharing them. Haz, I hope it’s okay I borrow them for a bit;)

You can read the original fanfic here: Sweater Wheather. As well as the sidefic of the cubs here: Coast to Coast

Also, let me know if anyone wanna see these on AO3? Because I could post them there as well but I don’t know if people are interested in that.

Anyway, here’s the story of Logan getting The Talk from Pascal. Enjoy!

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Logan quietly slipped inside and closed the door behind him before locking it. It was a little after nine and even though he knew Adele was technically supposed to be asleep by eight-thirty she was still most likely in her “light sleeping stage” and could be right back to hyper if she knew Logan was back home. So, to avoid Celeste’s tired murder eyes he tried being as quiet as possible as he slowly made his way towards his room.

He had asked the Uber driver to drop him off a good stretch before the house so he could run back home. He had skipped his morning run in favor of sleeping in together with Finn and Leo but had promised himself he would make up for it. It still felt worth it when he stepped out of the shower and he smiled stupidly at himself in the mirror remembering their soft smiles in the morning as he towel-dried his hair.

He was singing along to “Love on top” as he stepped into his bedroom with a towel around his waist, another still drying his hair absently. But as he lifted his head to find some clean underwear he jumped back in surprise.

 “Hello”

 On his bed sat Pascal, arms crossed and a way too untrustworthy smile on his lips. Logan quickly recovered.

 “Uhm, hi,” He said, glancing around awkwardly. “Did I wake Adele? I swear I was trying to be quiet. Should I-“

“No no, you’re good kiddo, don’t worry,” Pascal said but stayed quiet after that and proceeded to just stare at Logan who was still only in a towel.

Logan searched the floor for clean underwear, waiting for Pascal to say something. When he didn’t Logan spoke instead.

“Did you need something?” He asked, trying to remember if he forgot something that would make Pascal mad. “Or am I in trouble?” He side-eyes Pascal who grinned wider, still untrustworthy.

“Yes, and probably not,” Pascal said, pointing at the stack of clean laundry on the top of his dresser. “But I’m gonna be the judge of that.” He added and seemed to enjoy Logan’s confused reaction.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Logan said, slipping on the clean pair of underwear that laid on top of the clean laundry stack.

“Language,” Pascal said sternly, and Logan rolled his eyes because he knew Pascal cursed just as much as him. Logan was simply better at doing it when Celeste wasn’t around. “And you’ll find out,” Pascal then threw one of Leo’s t-shirts in his face (Logan slept in it, sue him) and patted the bed beside him. “Sit.”

Logan squinted his eyes skeptically at him as he pulled the shirt over his head and sat down beside Pascal.

Pascal turned his body towards him and cleared his throat. “I’m gonna be blunt about this, okay?” He rubbed his hands together and squared his shoulders just like he did before a game, just before they went out on the ice. “You’re gonna hate this but as you live under my roof, you’re my responsibility. And I take that seriously. Plus, Celeste says this might be good practice.” He grinned again and Logan suddenly wanted to scoot away from him.

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Annabeth: I’ll have the salad, no nuts please.

Waiter: Of course

Percy: It didn’t say it had nuts.

Annabeth: I’m allergic, so I tell them to be safe.

Percy: That makes sense.

Waiter: And for you?

Percy: I’ll have the steak, no bees please.

Rose: Mum we need to visit uncle Harry

Hermione: We saw him two days ago Rosie, we’re seeing your cousins this Sunday

Rose: no its not about me it’s dad

Hermione: what?

Rose: I think he misses uncle Harry

Hermione: its been two days

Hermione: *sighs*

Hermione: you’re probably right