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Agatha All Along + text posts pt 8/?

Gabrielle Delacour was only eight years old when she first met Harry Potter, a nice enough boy, during the Triwizard Tournament. Her friends back home were jealous, but back then it was more about her brush with celebrity than any romantic notions. He had saved her after all, and Gabrielle had to deal with months of “Oh I wish that had been me,” and she had to just smile politely instead of saying what she really wanted to say. Oh of course she was grateful to Harry, and always would be, but she would not want to relive the moment. Gabrielle had been told beforehand that it was all perfectly safe, but sometimes she still woke up feeling like she was sinking into the murky waters of the Black Lake.

As her schoolmates grew older, everyone around her seemed to be more and more interested in crushes and kisses. During sleepovers, the other girls would gossip and giggle about which wix they liked, which wix they wanted to do things with that always made Gabrielle blush, though she wasn’t sure why. All she knew for sure was that she didn’t seem to feel the same way as her classmates. When asked who she had a crush on, Gabrielle answered truthfully: Nobody. “You don’t ‘ave to be shy about it Gaby,” Her classmates giggled, “We know you ‘ave a crush on ‘Arry Potter.” Did she? Gabrielle didn’t think so, but her classmates were insistent, so she became less sure of herself.

Soon enough was her sister’s wedding, where she would see Harry Potter again. Gabrielle was nervous as her family prepared to travel – was this what her classmates were talking about? It wasn’t quite the butterflies in her stomach that was described to her, but maybe it was something similar. Maybe this was the crush she was told she had. She batted her eyelashes at Harry, copying her friends’ attempts at flirting, but immediately felt mortified and silly, and spent the rest of the wedding hiding behind her parents rather than talking to her sister’s new family. Flirting just didn’t feel right to her, she wasn’t sure if she would ever try again. “Don’t worry dear,” Her mother smiled at her, “You’ll get the ‘ang of it as you get older.”

But as the years went by she still never got the hang of it, always more awkward than her classmates. Despite this, her Veela heritage meant she was never short of dates as a teenager and young adult, wix would ask her left and right and Gabrielle nearly always accepted, hoping to find that spark her friends talked about. She never wanted a second date, and never allowed more than a quick goodbye kiss. The obvious disappointment on her dates’ faces always rubbed her the wrong way and she wondered again why she felt so differently about all this romance stuff.

Finally, nearly a decade after her sister’s wedding, Gabrielle decided she would spend the holidays with her sister’s family rather than deal with her parent’s imploring when she would settle down and marry and have kids, the apparent trifecta of adulthood. She had tried many times to explain to her mother that she didn’t want the first two and was still unsure about the third, but her mother seemed to have selective hearing on the subject. So there she was, curled up on the couch in her sister’s living room, having a drink with Bill and Charlie while Fleur put the babies to bed, that the dreaded question came up.

“So, are you seeing anyone?” Bill asked, more as a conversation starter than out of genuine interest.

Gabrielle rolled her eyes, “Not really, not interested in all that.” She took a sip of her drink, dreading part two of the questions.

“Oh ok, so you’re a bit like Charlie then? Aroace?”

Gabrielle stared blankly at Bill, then at Charlie. “Arrow… ace?”

Charlie laughed a bit, “Means Aromantic-Asexual. Aromantic means I don’t feel romantic attraction, like crushes I guess, and asexual means I don’t feel sexual attraction.”

“That’s a thing?!” Gabrielle set her drink down so quickly some sloshed over the edge and onto the table. “How did you know? How are you sure?”

And that was the beginning of a long conversation that lasted well into the night. Bill came out as bisexual and sometime during the conversation Fleur returned and contributed that she was ace and panromantic. The group had a long discussion about sexuality, and bemoaning the lack of sex education in wizarding schools, and how they came to realize their respective sexualities and how their parents reacted. Fluer admitted that she never spoke of it much because of all the pressure at home to get a husband and produce kids, and apologized that she never talked to Gabrielle about it. Gaby almost didn’t care at that point, so relieved was she to find something that seemed to fit. She still wasn’t sure if aroace was the right term for her, but with some great reading suggestions from Charlie, she knew she was on the right path. She watched the sunset that morning with a feeling of peace, and even though she had a hundred more questions now, she was glad she had found the answer to one that had been bugging her for years.

Submitted by @chaifae

I’m in tears 

Like Wanda Maximoff, I too create fake scenarios in my head just cause I hate reality.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Crack

Cedric: What did you want to tell me, Harry?

Harry: Have my babies

Cedric: ...

Harry: I mean, the first task is dragons

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McGonagall: Potter, who is your partner for the Yule Ball?

Ron: *kicks down the door while in a stunning blue dress and four-inch heels*

Ron: It's me, bitches.

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Ron: My dad sent you this to help with the second task

Ron: *opens up box to reveal a bunch of rubber duckies*

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Harry: Can you give me advice on how to talk to girls?

Sirius: *stares at Harry blankly while the Mii theme plays*

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*Quidditch world cup*

Arthur: Hey, where's Percy?

Harry: I'll go check

*five minutes later*

Harry, traumatized: He's fucking my old Quidditch captain

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Draco: *sees Harry and Ron dancing at the Yule Ball*

Draco: MY FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS

*later*

Draco, writing a letter: Dear Father, I have never been so heart broken or betrayed

See, what I'm pissed about is that it hasn't come out in my country yet.

See my problem?

SHIIIIIT WHO'S EXCITED FOR FROZEN 2

CUZ THIS BITCH IS

<I loved being a witch>

Hey! I've noticed you've made some awesome Halloween merch, is it possible that you could also make some LGBT related designs? Haven't seen many before

Hey amigo, I made some sketches

Vampire mouth with LGBT flag

Vampire with LGBT colored sunglasses

Ghouls, all representing a different flag

LGBT colored fist holding a knife with dripping blood

Witch please, I’m bihexual

A witch flying on a broom leaving a trail of colored smoke 

Is there a design you like? 

Small fantasy worldbuilding elements you might want to think about:

A currency that isn’t gold-standard/having gold be as valuable as tin

A currency that runs entirely on a perishable resource, like cocoa beans

A clock that isn’t 24-hours

More or less than four seasons/seasons other than the ones we know

Fantastical weather patterns like irregular cloud formations, iridescent rain

Multiple moons/no moon

Planetary rings

A northern lights effect, but near the equator

Roads that aren’t brown or grey/black, like San Juan’s blue bricks

Jewelry beyond precious gems and metals

Marriage signifiers other than wedding bands

The husband taking the wife's name / newlyweds inventing a new surname upon marriage

No concept of virginity or bastardry

More than 2 genders/no concept of gender

Monotheism, but not creationism

Gods that don’t look like people

Domesticated pets that aren’t re-skinned dogs and cats

Some normalized supernatural element that has nothing to do with the plot

Magical communication that isn’t Fantasy Zoom

“Books” that aren’t bound or scrolls

A nonverbal means of communicating, like sign language

A race of people who are obligate carnivores/ vegetarians/ vegans/ pescatarians (not religious, biological imperative)

I’ve done about half of these myself in one WIP or another and a little detail here or there goes a long way in reminding the audience that this isn’t Kansas anymore.

An experiment is designed to test what would happen if human kids were raised by a robot. You are the A.I. made for this, and you are expected to take care of an orphaned child for 18 years, at the end of which your performance will be reviewed.