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hedric aesthetic

writing is just sitting in front of a computer and making up problems for imaginary people while ignoring your own. fun and casual hobby.

i still remember the weight

of your small hand

on my thigh

and the way

you held me

even on a crowd

as if we were alone.

that's how we felt:

like there was no one else

because there wasn't.

with you i felt

so much taller,

stronger,

prettier

and luckier.

i guess i knew

i would run out

of luck someday.

i am a poem

and chocolate

kind of person

and i would rather

leave regrets

to anyone

but me.

i am a romantic

who is learning

that love is not

just meant

to somebody else.

you never offered

a place for me

to stay

but i did anyway.

uninhabitable

and yet i tried.

i didn't make it,

you'll see.

even in the desert,

you need water.

and in my head

there is only you

and i don't get why.

i don't know if i want to

run away or

sink deeper in it.

if i want to

get out

or in.

if i am afraid

of winning

or losing.

better than drugs

So this is me trying to write my fic ever since I got my sweet Tangerine 💛

It ain't no lie, baby, bi bi bi ♫

i don't want to run

from the things you loved,

and that means that song

you always managed to listen

at least once,

those tunes as soft

as you, sweet and sad,

and me.

i had the luck

of being someone

you loved.

i don't want to run from myself

and the things i loved,

such as you

and everything that was yours.

i built myself right by your side.

we were one

at some point

and there is not much distance left

between what you loved

and what i loved.

will your name

someday stop sounding

in my head

as beautiful?

the trap i fell

all by myself.

your waist,

your hips.

magic.

you were magic

and i was dust.

Sometimes you have to choose happiness.

This means writing fanfiction in the middle of the week instead of dealing with your responsibilities. Because otherwise there is no way you go through the rest of the week.

When my therapist asked me if I enjoyed it and I'm like yeah but, you know, it's hard work but yeah I do.

writing is the most insane hobby it's like,

is it easy? no

is it fast? also no

but is it fun? well,

The cutest badge 💛✨

A new bagde appears during Harry's fourth year, one he is willing to wear ;)

When he entered the empty classroom, Cedric was already there.

His gaze stopped at the badge on his chest.

"Now I feel bad that I'm not wearing one with your name on it. I didn't know that… we would do those things. I think I could get one with your face on it."

Harry chuckled, a little embarrassed because it just read:

THE HUFFLEPUFF OF YOUR HEART.

Yes, that was Cedric.

At least the twins hadn't used his image.

Not that it wouldn't be nice… On the contrary…

"Please, no. Not one with my face on it,” Harry requested with an amused smile. "You've been defending my name these weeks, I've heard it. You shouldn't have. You could've turned people against you," he said and continued before Cedric could get a chance to reply. "This way everyone knows that I support you. It's like a statement. And well, I do too. It's something I would have done anyway. Support you and wear one of those silly badges."

Cedric muttered a thank you and Harry sat down next to him on the desk.

"I wouldn't want them on my side if they're against you."

With his knee against his leg, Harry looked up at Cedric and wished with all his heart he could kiss him while he managed to carry on a conversation as if he wasn't dying inside.

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How much I wish I was any good at drawing to make this badge real. But well, art is art.

Ao3: Always Yours

i still remember

when you stained

my new trousers

by mistake

and now it is fading

and i wish i could

turn back time.

you stained

my soul

and body

and that is not fading.

Cedric waits for Harry after he was picked from the Goblet

"Sorry. This... I don't…"

Cedric hugged Harry immediately, wrapping his arms over his.

Harry shifted on his chest, adjusting his glasses with one hand while holding onto Cedric's robes with the other. Then he also placed it on his back, hugging Cedric back tightly enough. Considering that they had kissed once, Cedric thought that this was more out of friendship. The thing was, he liked Harry a lot and he didn't know what was right or proper to do anymore.

His judgment was dubious, confused and blurry when it came to Harry.

Still, none of that would stop him now.

"I can't imagine how difficult this must be for you," Cedric murmured into his hair, resting his cheek on top of his head. "I thought you might need a hug,” he explained when they pulled away several minutes later. "I think I should've asked before."

“Of course you can hug me."

Cedric barely resisted the urge of doing it again.

"I needed it. Thank you,” Harry continued and sighed. "This was not what I expected. You should be the champion… I'm sorry, Ced. That I…"

"You didn't put your name. You do not have to apologize…"

"No one will believe me."

The certainty in his voice as he said it.

Cedric wanted to deny it, but he didn't know.

“And they're not going to find a way to get me out of this. A magical contract that I can't break and things like that," Harry repeated the conversation he had with the Headmaster and the others. "Dumbledore has tried, but… I'll have to."

"You won't be alone," Cedric assured, barely holding him by the shoulder. "We will do this together. What do you say?"

"I say… I'm not familiar with the rules yet, but it doesn't sound like it's within them. Karkarov was quite upset that there were two of us instead of just one."

How could he tell him how much he didn't mind “cheating”?

"I guess I'd call it teamwork. We may be alone in the field, but not out of it. You're my friend and I'm not leaving you because of any kind of rule or anything like that, so we're in this together," he said and as he escorted Harry to his common room, Cedric had a couple of ideas that he shared with him: training sessions for the two of them, practice spells and accompany each other.

He wouldn't abandon Harry on his own.

"Yesterday you offered to help me if I was ever in trouble," he recalled, suddenly slowing his pace. "And here I am, way too soon... You were right. I didn't change my mind about that, but… This time I'll accept it."

"This time you can't refuse."

Harry chuckled softly.

One last hug and he passed through the portrait.

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There is nothing I love more than rewriting the canon moments but make it hedric's version

Ao3: Always Yours

"Can I keep you company?"

Harry and Cedric

"And I have to patrol tonight," Cedric continued. It was the first time it had sounded like he was complaining about his prefect duties, something Harry would often do if he was in his place. “I don't know how I'm going to keep from falling asleep…”

"What do you do on those nights?"

It was also the first time he had asked him a question about it.

Suddenly, he was more than interested.

"Patrolling the halls... Touring the castle... Getting bored, yes, that's what I do."

Harry laughed and wanted to know several things:

1. Have you ever caught a student outside curfew?

( Yes, but they don't always get punished, I must admit. I'll let them go... as long as I don't find them again.., Cedric answered.)

2. Have you ever bumped into Filch? Because he's not what you'd call nice even on the best of days.

(Cedric was a bit embarrassed to admit that… Prefects try to avoid crossing paths with him as much as Filch does. He doesn't appreciate patrolling the same floor… Bad job, according to him. )

3. Can I keep you company?

That last question seemed to take him by surprise.

“I know it's not within the rules, but I'll keep you awake.”

Cedric remained silent for a few moments.

Harry was sure he was looking for a polite way to say…

“I would really like that.”

He held back a smile.

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I want to keep posting my favourite moments here <3

Ao3: Always Yours

I adopted my very first own kitten

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I love cliché. Give me more, please.

the good thing about being told that writing about a certain cliché or concept should be avoided “because it’s overdone” is that you can simply. ignore that and write about it anyway if you so desire. like it is that easy

I'm curious: have you ever read Percy Jackson? And if so, is your character Malcolm inspired by Annabeth's brother with the same name? They have the same vibes to me lol. Even their surnames are similar: your Mal is Preece and the one from PJO is Malcolm Pace. I find it pretty funny because I love both characters, though I prefer your Malcolm because he has way more character.

Great question! I have read two of the main series. And I loved it. (Nico and Leo are my favourites.)

I don't even remember Annabeth had a brother lol Either I didn't get to that book or the reason is my lousy memory.

Malcolm Preece is an actual character of the books. A Hufflepuff, but I made some changes. My Mal is not into Quidditch all that much (Fred loves him despite of it), so he is not in the team. Oh and I also love how he could have easily been a Ravenclaw because he is so cool and smart in a funny, creative way. Did I made this the moment to talk about my favourite secondary character? I totally did.

How much I wish I had his confidence lol

And I love the fact that HE HAS CURLY HAIR.

Dude I'm reading 'the boy I love' and finally got past the bit I got to in summer (it's nothing against your fic that I stopped, shit got busy lol). Let me tell you I WAS NOT READY for Malcolm's little speech to Cedric in ch52. He's my favourite character and this scene just captures the exact reason why.

Also, tbh what he's saying is what I feel about my best friends. I love your representation of the fact that you can love someone so damn much and have it not be romantic. Getting into a relationship isn't a 'level up' from best friends, it's a completely different thing and you can love your best friend just as much as your partner.

Knowing that people come back to my work o reread it makes me feel so honored.

Malcolm is my favourite, I have said it before and I will never get tired of saying it. He is highly inspired by my best friend, and their friendship is so like the one I have with her. She was actually the one who taught me the meaning of true, deep and real friendship and I am so happy you have that too. It's not always easy to find.

I just love that both Harry and Cedric know how important their best friends are to each other and don't feel threatened. And how Harry and Cedric's friendship had always been a little different.

I've never felt more understood by an artist than with Taylor Swift's songs. She has one for most romantic experiencies, like girl we all go through the same things. You get it, which helps us get each other.

i went to a bar

last night

but i still remember

picnic dates,

soft kisses

and skin,

bumping my nose

against yours.

loving you felt

like the sun raising

and it just went down

and now there is

only night.

Friend I'd just like to inform you that your always yours fics are so powerful that I, someone with a pretty short memory, am brainrotting about these literally like half a year after reading them.

Literally I wish you could see my face just now when I thought about this fic and found that it had been recently updated. I am over the goddamn moon.

Anyways I literally don't have the words to describe how much I love your always yours series.

It makes my heart melt knowing this, I can't tell you how much I appreciate it and how much it helps keeping up the hard work. I try to post as regularly as I can.

I hope you enjoy the updates! There is so much more to happen... (me trying to be misterious)

PD: I have a pretty short memory too lol but I remember you 💛 and sometimes I really can't believe I am the one writing this fic that some people love, like damn it's all worth it.

Just thought I'd leave this here lol.

-Average novel: anywhere from 60k to 100k words, over that is usually seen as too long

-Your always yours fics: 258k words and counting. The boy in my dreams alone is 61k.

Fun facts:

1) I inicially thought it would be a short story. I was so wrong. I can't for the hell of it write short stories, I don't know why. Except if it's poetry. I am such a sucker for anything romantic ✨

2) Like I know it seems like a super slowburn BUT it's so long that we get so much and I love it. I kinda miss writing The Boy In My Dreams, even when The Boy I Love feels so sweet too in a different and still wholesome way.

3) I wanted them to be a couple for at the very least the same amount of chapters they weren't together. I always wish for more relationship content. (And even funnier, they decided when it was about time, not me lol Harry and Cedric's love is so strong it goes againt outline.)

4) It's not over yet! I am not sure how many chapters are left, but just knowing it's not that far is both exciting and sad. It has been such a ride and there is so much more to happen.

Thanks for the message! I wonder how many words will it be, but at the same time I have more plans for them lol

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I put the cards

over the table

for you to see it

and the game ended.

Someone might think

I'm the one who lost

but I'm not.

There are no winners

nor losers

in love.

Just players.

And I would do it

again and again

with somebody else.

I wonder how it would feel to be loved by you