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Canticles [B]
A couple of vignettes this time around.
An ABCs-style series of mini-fics set in some variant of the Priest Ren/Incubus Redacted AU for 14 Days With You. Minors DNI. Ported from my AO3.
Dramatic and unedited.
A | B
CW Religious themes, NSFW
"THERE IS DEATH IN THE BONES, LIKE A PURE SOUND," — Pablo Neruda
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Chase stomped towards the man, dressed in high quality clothes that no doubt took a lot of coin compared to Chase's rags. He was shorter than the finely dressed man yet still grabbed him by the follar and lifted him up. The black haired thief stared down at him in complete shock before the shock melted away into anger and annoyance.
"I recommend-" Dark growled, polite considering the circumstances.
"You can shove your recommendation up your ass!" Chase immediately spat out.
Dark, again, was stunned into silence. How dare he! Did this man know who he was? This-this absolute peasant!
"My fucking inn will be left the fuck alone! Do you understand?" The innkeeper demanded.
Dark placed his hands on the innkeeper's own hands, shooting daggers down at his bearded face. Like hell Dark was going to be threatened on HIS turf by some milkdrinker that Anti undoubtedly hired.
"I see. Anti-" Dark started only to be cut off.
"Leave my inn alone!" Chase yelled this time before letting his voice drop to a stone-cold whisper, "Or Anti will be the least of your worries. Is. That. Understood?"
Dark actually felt a shiver run down his spine, refusing to show his fear to this peasant of a man. No. He would not let anyone know how they got to him. It was his only option anymore. He let out a, what appeared to be an annoyed, shaky sigh.
"Very well." Dark agreed.
Chase released Dark, huffing and turning on his heels before storming off. Dark cleared his throat, grabbing his collar and tidying it. He looked to his left, eyes widening as he saw the shiteating grin that decorated what could be seen of his colleagues' face.
"Darky~" the masked man cooed.
"Not. A. Word." Dark snapped, leaving as abruptly as Chase had come and gone in.
ok I was gonna write a fanfic of drarry but then I got sort of lazy and now I can’t get this idea out of my head and I know it might sound basic af but stick with me here
Tentative title: stupid Cupid
Aka
- an eighth year fic bc yolo
- one Draco Malfoy who doesn’t want to enter a courtship with one Astoria green grass
- therefore he helpfully pushes her in the direction of someone else
- and bam mr Draco Malfoy just accidentally started his own matchmaking business
- that summer after the final battle, Draco licks his wounds n helps connect others—not just romantically
- he reunited families???? Like a lost people service??? Idk I didn’t think this part through too well
- anywaaays back to hoggywarts he and everyone else goes and ofc the matchmaking business follows and Draco starts up a matchmaking club bc clubs are a real thing in schools and I can’t not believe that hogwarts has no such thing so here we are
- this whole time, mind u, mr Harry Potter is like stuck! in! a! rut! Getting back together with Ginny is both easy and hard and so he avoids it all together
- Harry is a lil listless thing and doesn’t really hear about Draco’s matchmaking until he’s back at hogwarts, even then, Harry doesn’t believe it
- also lets turn up the angst a bit and add Harry thinks it’s a little unfair that Draco managed to pull himself up so fast and that Harry is still stuck in darkness and gloom postwar
- but I mean post war Wizarding world hasn’t been easy on Draco either but whatever
- anyywaaaays Ginny lowkey (or highkey???) wants to get back together and Harry avoids her like the plague But come winter harry is like over! It!
- he oddly confides with Neville, who sneakily has been dating Blaise thanks to draco so Neville suggests Harry use Draco’s matchmaking services to get Ginny off his back
- WHICH finally leads us to Draco n Harry meeting like cowboys in an abandoned classroom
- Draco agrees to help Harry get Ginny a new ~partner~ (re: Luna Lovegood hehe) BUT not bc he wants to help Harry necessarily, but bc he wants to matchmake LUNA (we love a Luna and Draco friendship ok)
- obvy while getting Ginny and Luna together, Harry and Draco spend more time together ;))))))))
A tired looking cat had finally decided to come back to the old lab he and his buddy Zayn had worked in for so many years. John was his name. John Sawyer. The cold air of the lab felt welcoming in an odd way. As he went deeper into the labs walls, he came across a tape recorder... places under a bloodstained window.. He felt a chill run down his spine as he picked the old recorder. And he pressed play... "Well, looks like this is out final project for the year." His eyes widened as the familiar voice of Zayn rang through clear from the small device. "This one has been a tough one. Constant restitching and organ swapping.. Kinda gross if you think about it.. But hey i'm almost done working in this shit hole." John held the tape close. "Guess when push comes to shove I'll miss working at this place. But maybe i'll find John and we can have a drink together like old times..." John's expression softened at his friends tone, tired and worn... and sad... "Not sure why he left, probably decided all the experiments were to much and bailed... I don't blame 'im. But the pay was good. So I guess." He sighed in unison with the recording, giving a small chuckle as he leaned against the wall. "You know I wish I kept in touch with John more but-- Wait what the fuck.” John's ears perked in confusion, unknowingly gripping the recorder a bit tighter. "OH. OH FUCK NO!" The clatter of the recorder along with the short span of static caused John's heart to beat faster. "JOHN! JOHN IF YOU EVER FUCKING FIND THIS TAPE! DON'T EVER OPEN THIS GOD DAMN DOOR ALRIGHT! DON'T FUCKING LET THIS BITCH OUT!" The banging of the glass and the whispers of something unnatural shook John to his very core. "AND DON'T YOU FUCKING FORGET ME ALRIGHT!? PLEASE?! A--AND I'M SORRY! BUT JOHN PLEASE DONT EVER OPEN THIS--" The tape cut out with a soft click, John hadn't noticed the tears dripping down his face. Zayn was right behind this wall, cold and dead. And he couldn't do anything about it. Only listen as the same whispers in the tape neared close the window, and a voice say.
"Smile my dear.”
“Oh how the plot thickens.” The Mer hummed, a smirk gracing his face. Red and blue eyes watched his fellow Mer swim away, that hat being wrung between anxious and unsure hands. The Mer pulled his gaze away from Chase’s retreating form as he heard the manic giggle. His favorite Mer swam from behind the corals, those bright green eyes settling on Dark’s form. “Isn’t that Chase Brody?” Anti questioned, “Ex-husband to our favorite rule-breaking Brody?” Anti twisted his tail around Dark, looking up at the larger of the two with a grin decorating his face. His white canines flashing as he mentioned Stacy. He did rather enjoy teaching her a valuable lesson as to why she shouldn’t cross Dark. The black haired Mer looked down at Anti, quirking a brow at how satisfied the Mer seemed to be. “That it was. Looks like you have an assistant.” Dark confirmed. Anti’s expression turned sour, as if pouting as he stared after the space that Chase had taken up in front of Dark. His brows furrowed as he scowled. “An assistant? I don’t need one of those!” He childishly exclaimed, unraveling himself from around Dark. “Don’t pout. It's unbecoming of you.” Dark chastised. “I’ll unbecome my hands around your throat!” Anti huffed, his head frills flaring out in anger. “Is that a threat or a promise?” Dark taunted, turning away from the angered Mer. Dark was also so calm. Much calmer than his unhinged ally and partner-in-crime. His taunt seemed to amuse Anti, the green scaled Mer cackling, swimming beside the black-scaled Mer. The two let their tails almost brush against one another, a more favorable sign of just how far their partnership went. “Did the almighty and scary Dark just crack a joke?” Anti mocked. “That is for you to decide, Glitch Bitch.” Dark commented. Their banter was an easy one. It almost seemed out of place after what they planned to put Chase through. Well, “they”. Anti much preferred his part of the plan. The violent warning and teacher to those who broke the rules of Dark’s deals. This was their relationship and neither would change it for the world. Not Anti, not Dark.
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Gryffindor!Draco is such a mood y’all I need to write it before I die
O my my my
I have been SPIRALING y’all SPIRALING
A. Beauxbaton Draco
B. Durmstrang Harry
C. DRARRY SOME WAY
D. Alternatively, Durmstrang Draco??!?!
There is not enough of Draco or Harry going to diff schools fics and it makes me increds sad bc I fucking love it so much that I dropped the f word for it!!!!!
And if I wrote a Harry Potter and Gakuen Alice crossover..... would anyone read it????
