My Aesthetic Is The Direct Opposite Of Minimalism And Its Called Clutterbitch

I’m hungry for freedom like never before

Drank Radiorose 🍷🍾

Here’s translation!!🔽

📻 *He buried his head in her shoulder*

🌹Oh, you drank too much right? Alastor?

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Sleepy Cuddles

Masterlist

Type: fluff

Requested by: @tripthlightfantastic

Request: i’d die for eddie cuddling reader when they can’t sleep (i have the worst insomnia lol)

A/N: Thank you for requesting! (It takes me ages to fall asleep as well lol so I know the feeling.) I actually really enjoyed writing this, it was really cute. It did end up being shorter than I thought it would be, but I hope you enjoy! If you do, keep in mind that my requests are open!

Warnings: none

Word Count: 436

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With a sigh, you turned over for what felt like the hundredth time since you’d laid down a few hours prior. As an insomniac, the experience wasn’t exactly uncommon - just incredibly unwelcome. You turned your head, checking the clock which read 3:26 in big bright red letters. Huffing out another exasperated breath, you turned again, this time facing the other figure in the bed, who, unlike yourself, had fallen asleep hours ago.

For as long as you’d been staying over at his trailer, Eddie had never had any trouble falling asleep quickly. He knew about your sleeping problems, sure, and he always vowed to stay up and try to help you fall asleep to no avail. But sometimes, like tonight, you’d see him stir in his sleep from one too many movements on your behalf. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking a couple times before noticing your soft e/c eyes watching him.

“Can’t sleep?” He murmured softly, sleep still lacing his voice as he tried desperately to wake himself up a bit more for your sake. You nodded, knowing you didn’t have to explain yourself. He just understood. Without a word, he lifted his arm towards you, gesturing for you to come closer. You flipped yourself around and shifted closer, your back pressed against his chest, letting him be the big spoon tonight. He let his arm drop once you were situated, resting it across your waist and letting his other arm snake around your chest, pulling you closely against him. You felt him bury his face in your hair, his light breaths tickling the back of your neck and making you giggle, which in turn, made a lazy smile grace his lips.

You were so grateful for Eddie. You both knew the only way you could get to sleep at this point was if you were in his arms, and him being the fidgety person he was, he never stayed in one position very long whilst sleeping. However, for you, he was willing to lay in the same way for hours just to let you get a little bit of sleep.

You heard him yawn from behind you, and you knew he was barely keeping his eyes open, but he was trying for you. As your eyes finally began to droop, you felt him place a gentle kiss to the back of your neck, followed by a barely audible “I love you.” “Mmm, love you too,” you whispered back, nestling your body back into his and finally allowing yourself to drift off into a peaceful slumber with the love of your life beside you.

The Harry Potter That I Need.

I want so much more from Harry Potter but like… not what I’m getting.

Give me the happy things, but also the sad things.

Give me how Molly has a mental break down after she realised oh god she killed someone, but the reason she was crying was not the fact she murdered someone… it was the fact that she didn’t feel guilty. Because they attacked her baby, and she’ll be damned if she loses another child.

Give me George lashing out at everyone after Fred died, but when he does it to Ginny, she blinks back tears and just hugs him. And they stay there for hours.

Give me what happened to Umbridge. All the funerals from the war.

Give me Minerva yelling at Albus’s portrait when she finds out what he did.

Give me Harry Potter having a panic attack now and then, whenever he gets a headache or when lightning clashes. What about when he makes bacon and it gets burnt. But tell me that the biggest one he had was the first time Ginny was pregnant. Because no, what if they turn out like him? What if he dies and they’re given away to someone like the Dursley’s?

And speaking of, tell me, did Harry go see them again? Did Dudley have a magical child and apologise? Did Alice and Frank’s mind come back?

Don’t tell me Hermione didn’t bring muggle things into the magical world. Like (sorry) maths and other important subjects. Like therapists for people with PTSD, and medical wings for people who’ve been obliviated. Don’t forget the pens.

Don’t tell me Hermione didn’t find her parents.

And I know this is spoken about a lot, but I wish Harry hadn’t become an Auror. Especially after he had kids, because he couldn’t put himself in the position his parents were in, and leave his children fatherless.

Did he do Quidditch in his spare time? Did his kids play Quidditch?

What about Ron and Hermione readying The Deathly Hallows to their kids someday, but they don’t make it through the story because they’re fighting about midnight and twilight.

Did Hermione ever see Krum again? Did Luna yell at her Father, even being the amazing person she is?

Give me Teddy Lupin starting a Werewolves Rights campaign, and all the previous Hogwarts students getting so involved, that werewolves were treated as if they were normal, and special sanctuary’s with animals for the full moon. Give me Harry having a special connection with him, and constantly reassuring him his parents would be proud.

Give me Ron having special connections to people who are often overlooked, to the ones who aren’t hat smart but have specialties in places no one would suspect.

Give me Ginny starting a kids Quidditch league, and her keeping in a special case the broomstick she stole from Fred all those years ago.

When Molly can’t knit the jumpers anymore, please tell me Ginny, although reluctantly, but with a sense of duty, continues it. Secretly giving George two, one with the letter F. And them two arranging the kids into swear words to give out as Christmas cards.

Give me Draco apologising, although sincerely, very nervous. Hermione just smiles, pointing to both their scars, and saying she knows what it’s like to be pressured into something. That it’s not his fault he was brought up that way, that kids naturally follow the actions of their superiors.

Although some might disagree, I’d like to see him bring down the remains of Godric’s Hollow, and place something like a proper orphanage that he visits, or a psychologists building built for both Muggles and Magical beings.

Gove me a whole book on the Marauders, and when Peter was good.

Give me Charlie fighting for dragons rights, all animal right, alongside a very old Newt Scamander.

Don’t reiterate what you already gave me, tell me what I missed.

THIS WAS GOING TO BE HIS YEAR!!!

Your telling me that this face didn’t get to graduate?

post-graduation trip airport looks

Joel season 1: Ellie is a cargo, all I have to do is deliver her and leave

Joel season 2: She is my daughter, I'm a proud father. What do you mean she isn't mine? I birthed her myself.

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I'm finally done with this drawing it took me over 8 hours but I'm really proud of it

I want more “manic pixie dream scientist” Viktor in arcane fanfiction. This absolutely weirdo shows up in Jayce’s crumbling life all “do crimes, do drugs, DO SCIENCE” and Jayce just melts and decides not to kill himself for this little unhinged rat man