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CalmDaffodil
honestly, just wanted some lemonade
i dont know how i should describe this monstrosity…
Broken Pieces
Just a Severitus one-shot.DISCLAIMER: Alright, buckle in, 'cause this is gonna be a hell of a shocker but- I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER. *gasp* No, but seriously, J.K. Rowling owns all the characters this is just the result of me being left alone with a laptop on a lonely autumn night, leaving my maladaptive daydreamer mind to wander and explore its vivid depths, bursting with imagi- no but srsly, J.K. gets all the credit.~Excerpt~'He lay there, shaking, safely ensconced in Severus' arms, so completely awash in safety and love for the first time that it confused him to no end, only frustrating him more. Is this how it felt? To have someone love you? To hold you as you cried? He had never known this before, but now that he did, he couldn't say he had loved anything more than the warmth of this safe embrace that wrapped around him like a blanket on an exceptionally chilly night. Protecting him from the rest of the world, hiding him away. Just for a moment.'…
"Why do you always smile like you are about to cry?"
I tried a writing prompt.…
An Abyss OF Tender Love
(WARNING: CONTAINS SEMI-GRAPHIC PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL ABUSE, BULLYING, VIOLENCE, AND LOTS AND LOTS OF ANGST AND LOTS AND LOTS OF FLUFF.){Don't like, don't read.} A shy, young girl with the quiet strength and determination of a warrior; an introverted boy who hides his heart of gold within layers of hurt and heartbreak; and the blessed day in which they set foot in the same university, blissfully unaware of the hurdles which will present themselves as their friendship progresses in this cruel world. As they try to fight their internal demons whilst protecting each other from themselves, mistakes will be made, tears will be shed, help will be found, newly-found tenderness will heal the inflicted wounds and overwhelming, unfathomable love will be discovered.All in what-should-have-been a few uneventful years of their art education. Buckle in humans, for this ride will be rough.{Featuring : Asher Brookhill}…
A WOUNDED SOUL
A short piece.WARNING- IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY MENTIONS OF ABUSE (semi-graphic/not graphic)DON'T READ!'He was unlovable, he knew that. But that did not mean that he did not long to be loved, to be accepted, to be cared for. But people, all people were untrustworthy, he knew that to be true with every bit of certainty and conviction he had ever possessed . And he knew he could do nothing to stop the pain. It would always come back. Because no one noticed. No one cared. As long as they got their way; as long as they got their pleasure, what happened to him didn't matter. It never had.'…