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Actually running a little bit early for once on her way to work, for some important meeting her manager wanted, Phoebe had decided to detour and get some groceries. But then on her detour, she was passing The Sugar Shack and thought it would just be really rude to not pop in and say hi. She then spent ten minutes roaming the bins and aisles, anxiously chewing on a Nerds Rope as she thought about what this meeting could be about. She really hoped they hadn’t discovered that she was the one taking the complimentary cookies next to the coffee maker home, or if they had that it wasn’t a fireable offence. She really needed this job.

She then noticed someone looking over at her, and stopped mid-chew. “I’m totally paying for this.” She managed to get out through the candy in her mouth, “And yes, it’s like, 8 in the morning or whatever. Don’t judge, it’s rude. I think I’m gonna have a not-so great day so I need this.”

harry potter angst tw substance abuse

harry potter tw eating disorder

pansy parkinson fluff- secret dating/coming out

tonks smut/ strap on/ mommy kink.

theo nott smut

I’m creating a FAHC power au. And I have everyone’s power except for Matt and Fiona. I have no idea what to do for them.

I’ll list everyone else’s powers.

Geoff-  Regenerative Healing Factor

Jack-  Electrokinesis

Lilith (OC)-  Emotional Manipulation

Michael-  Pyrokinesis

Gavin-  Slow-Motion

Ryan-  Hyperkinesis

Ray (Though he’s dead in my series)-  X-ray vision

Jeremy-  Mind Control

Trevor-  Metal Bending

Alfredo-  Instant Learning

plot: our  muses  are korean bbq restaurant & your  muse  accidentally  trips  and  spills  wine on my muse’s WHITE and expensive dress

ayame was excited to eat the meat that she was roasting herself. it was expensive and paid with money she had earned by her hard earned make up jobs. while flipping the meat on the surface and seasoning it with some salted butter she had mixed earlier she smiled with excitement. she was alone yes, she preferred to eat by herself after all, and then, all of a sudden the smile on her face was replaced by an expression of shock. someone tripped? apparently and while falling on her the wine in the glass was spilled on ayame’s white sundress. pushing the heavy individual back she stood up with eyes that were throwing laser beams. “what the... did you do this on purpose?” the short female asked looking up at the other. the red wine stained had already ruined the perfectly white dress. “ did you, yes or no?”