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Before Lance’s friends arrive at his apartment for their weekly movie night, Keith is in Hunk’s car on the phone to Lance, trying to explain why they’re late, again.
Mid conversation, Keith drops his phone under the seat. Assuming Lance has hung up, Pidge and Hunk start pestering Keith about certain feelings that he may be harboring, leading to some quite personal confessions.
Little do they know, Lance has not hung up, and is listening in on every word. Shenanigans ensue.
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Bookmarked by ryntheghost
24 Feb 2026
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And Will could list every single reason he thought about and every single thing their friends pointed out but he still wouldn't be sure. Because if Mike doesn't like him back, their friendship would be over. There's too much to risk. It really isn't worth it and Will knows it.
There's a possibility, but it's not enough. Possibly is not enough. Friendship also isn't, though.
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Mike catches a cold and starts calling Will sunshine. It probably doesn't mean anything at all.Bookmarked by ryntheghost
08 Feb 2026
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❝It's all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness and art.❞
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03 Feb 2026
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Draco turns fourteen, and suddenly he no longer looks like a child.
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- Part 1 of a hand outstretched
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27 Jan 2026
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8th Year is supposed to be about healing. Instead, it’s drunk parties in the Room of Requirement, chaotic Truth or Dare games, and Harry Potter realising he’s been catastrophically, obsessively in love with Draco Malfoy all along.
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He caught Draco smiling once. Only once.It was when Pansy had said something in the courtyard that made him choke on pumpkin juice, and he actually laughed—head tilted back, hand over his mouth. And Harry, sitting a few benches away, watching like he always did, felt something twist in his chest.
He looked beautiful when he laughed.
Like he belonged in a painting.
Like he wasn’t hiding behind walls.-
Bookmarked by ryntheghost
17 Jan 2026