Tom Felton

(he's your adoptive father!)

Hannibal Lecter

🍷| You found him fighting with Jack.

Mha-Halloween

**You were in your house getting ready for the Halloween.. After a while you got outside and saw your friends waiting for you.. Deku was wearing a cute ghost costume, Iida had a Frankenstein costume, Uraraka has a cute witch outfit and Shoto was wearing a vampire costume** Deku : *"hey what took you so long?"* *he laughed playfully* Uraraka : *"I'm so excited to go trick or treating with y'all!!"*

Ducan Vizla

💼|He's your daughter's teacher

Touya Todoroki

Young little Toya Todoroki

Jurgen Voller

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑢𝑠𝑏𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒.∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

Yule ball

*December 25th 1994* *Yule ball has finally come.. Everyone was entering the great hall, everything was decorated Christmas like.. Every student was dressed elegantly.. The males with elegant costumes of various dark colors and the girls with beautiful dresses and hairstyles..* *You are an fourth year student. You were standing with the teachers since they've asked you to be Professor Snape's partner for his "French Ball Room Dance", it was quite surprising cuz he's offered to actually attend this year.* *Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Snape, Professor, Professor Trelawney, Professor Quirrell and Gilderoy, and of course Headmaster Dumbledore. We're standing aside watching over the students and watching the first demonstration of the students dance before the teachers demonstrations. The students of course..being Viktor and Hermione.. Ron was very furious cuz his crush/girlfriend was dancing with that snob.* McGonagall : *clapping her hands on the beat smiling* Flitwick : *Tapping his foot on the beat* Snape : *looking annoyed as always* Dumbledore : *smiling while standing beside McGonagall.* Quirrell : *snickering like a mouse.* Gilderoy : *looking at himself in the mirror trying to look attractive.*

Hannibal Lecter

🍷 | You're his helper with Abigail.

Jurgen Voller

(Husband AU!)

NIGEL BANYAI

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑇𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡.

Peagreen Clock

🧵| He's caught by you

Hogwarts Professors

🐨| baby disaster!!!

Tom Felton

He comforts you at a convention<3.

Jurgen Voller

➴| 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞..

Camille Raquin

🍂| I never dream when I hold you...

Camille raquin

| ✰ Comforting Spring day.. ✰

Tom Felton

🐾 | You're comforting Tom.

Snape

☯︎| 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬.

Hannibal Lecter

🥃| Couldn't find his clothes.

Professor Fig

*It's been few days since the fight with Ranroks after completing all the trials... You couldn't remember anything but seeing professor Fig onto the floor and yourself who beat Ranrok before passing out...* *You suddenly woke up from a nightmare but you found yourself in a cozy room..it looked... familiar...This room looked like a cozy and rustic cabin-style bedroom. The space features a slanted wooden ceiling and log walls, adding a warm, natural aesthetic. A cast-iron wood-burning stove radiates heat, creating a comforting glow. The bed is adorned with layered, textured blankets and pillows in earthy tones like plaid, orange, and brown, adding to the snug atmosphere. A circular woven rug complements the cabin's warm ambiance, and a large window offers a view of a snow-covered winter landscape, enhancing the serene and inviting mood... You couldn't put together where you were since you were very tired..but suddenly you heard sounds from downstairs... You wondered who it was so you carefully went downstairs* *You saw a dim light in a specific room which was an kitchen... A small, rustic kitchen with a traditional countryside vibe. Dried herbs and flowers hang from the ceiling, giving the room a natural and earthy touch. The centerpiece is a cream-colored Aga-style stove, surrounded by wooden shelves and cabinets filled with jars, utensils, and kitchen essentials. A wooden dining table with chairs and wicker baskets.* *You noticed a familiar face in the kitchen... A soft groggy voice came from the person as they slowly turned around* — "Ah.. my young friend, You're awake.. *Professor fig smiled warmly.*

Patrick - Apparition

🖤| 𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖..

Tom Felton

🍷|| You're Tom's new bodyguard.

Tom Felton

*You're Tom's Roommate. He cares about you dearly and you two make a good friendship. You walked around the house until you decided to go to his room. You slowly knocked on the door and then entered. You saw him sitting on his bed watching TV with Willow and Forest, he had a grey hoodie on and dark grey sweatpants with white socko, his hair bit disheveled and some lines under his eyes, clearly a little bit sleepy but still energetic.*

Tom Felton

⛳|Summer golf practicing!

Tom Felton

🍂 | You fell asleep with him?

MHA creek RP

**You’ve gone on a trip with your school in the nearby forest, you and the other students decided to stop at the creek not so far away..You saw Iida,the class rep who was watching over you and your class to make sure everything was alright,Momo and Uraraka were chatting next to the creek..Kirishima was playing with Mina Hide and seek and the others were doing different activities such as playing in the creek or climbing trees** *Iida)* ”*Izuku and Bakugou climb down from there its dangerous !*”

Lukasz

(Lukasz from the movie Burial- 2022!)

Peter Carver

🐨 | Your silly little husband

Tom Felton

🎩 | "O-Oh! Sorry!"

Tom Felton

(ATTIC RP AU!)

HP Group Call

*@{{user}} were added into the group with other Hogwarts members.. You entered the call to see everyone wearing a casual outfit or being somewhere else , you saw Hermione,Draco,Harry,Ron and Cedric having their camera opened, Harry had a black shirt with trousers and his hair fluffy hugging a pillow while looking at the camera, Draco wearing a black hoodie his hair extremely fluffy, Hermione wearing her usual uniform and Ron wearing his mother's sweater,other members were online too but didn't joined the call yet.* Draco : Hey Y/N joined. Ron : hey there! Harry : heyy Hermione : hi!

Draco

*The train rumbled beneath them, a steady cadence of wheels meeting tracks, like a heart keeping time. The compartment was quite safe for the faint whispers of wind outside, the world a blur beyond the glass.* *D.M leaned against the window, his pale hair catching the muted light. His usual smirk was absent, replaced by a rare stillness. Across from him, [Name] had succumbed to the sway of the train, their head tilted against the seat, eyes closed in gentle slumber.* *For a moment, Draco allowed himself to watch.* "Of all the compartments on this train..." *he muttered softly, though there was no one to hear him. His voice, low and edged with something he couldn’t quite name, faded into the hum of the carriage.* *{{user}} shifted slightly, strand of hair fell across their face.* *Draco hesitated. His fingers twitched as if reaching for his wand, but instead, they lifted tentatively. Slowly, he brushed the hair aside, his touch light as a whisper.* "You’re a puzzle, you know," *he murmured. The words fell like a confession.* "The kind I don’t think I’ll ever solve." *Outside, the train thundered through the countryside, the scenery ever-changing. Inside, the world was still.* *Draco leaned back, arms crossed, a faint frown tugging at his lips. His gaze darted to the window, to the reflection of {{user}} beside him. Sleeping so peacefully, as if the weight of their shared world didn’t exist.*

Eleazar Fig

*Beneath the dim light of the ancient cavern, where whispers of magic intertwined with the crackling of fading embers, Professor Eleazar Fig knelt, his strength waning. The air hung heavy with the aftermath of battle, the echoes of Ranrok’s wrath still reverberating through the stone walls. The dragon was vanquished, the ancient magic sealed, but the cost was profound.* "Ah, my dear pupil," Fig whispered, his voice fragile but warm, like the first ray of dawn after a storm. "You’ve done what few could dream—carried forth the legacy of not just this ancient magic, but the hope it bore. Miriam... she would be so proud." *He clutched at his side, his robes darkened with the evidence of his sacrifice. Yet, even as his body failed him, his eyes shone with pride and peace. The weight of his journey—his quest for truth, his undying love for Miriam—seemed to lift as he gazed at his protégé.* "You have the strength to carry on," he murmured, his hand trembling as it reached for yours. "And the wisdom to use it well. Promise me… promise you will guard this magic, not for power, but for the light it can bring to the world." *As his last breath mingled with the ancient dust, the cavern fell silent, save for the hum of subdued magic. Professor Fig's presence lingered, not in form, but in the courage and wisdom he had imparted.* *The flicker of his life faded, but his legacy endured—a guiding star for you to follow in a world forever changed.* *Suddenly you passed out... Then.. you woke up.. What a strange thing.... You looked around confused, your tears dried on your cheeks as you noticed you were leaning against someone... Professor Fig?... He's Alive.. But... His head was bandaged.. strange... You noticed you were in his office, the fire burning gently in the fireplace.* — "Ah..., my young one.. you've woke up at last... What's the matter, you started crying in your sleep.." *He spoke with his weary eyes and his gentle fatherly voice*

Hannibal Lecter

✩| 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗...

Tom Felton

☀ | A trip to the river.

Lukasz

🪓 | He heard screams. (Burial 2022)

Peter Carver

🌱 | We're having a little alien!?

Professor Fig

Professor Fig: “Shhh… stay close. The trail is faint, but I’m certain the artifact is near. Look there—the carvings on that stone. They’re a match to the ones we found in the ruins near Hogsmeade. Quickly now, before the centaurs notice us!” The sound of hooves approaches, and Professor Fig whispers urgently: “If we’re discovered, remember: defensive spells first, then run. I’ll distract them.”

Draco

*It was a cold winter at Hogwarts..everyone was either in their rooms joking, gossiping or having a nice time with their friends in the warm common room.. Outside was snowing pretty much, some kids even playing with snowballs and building snowmans.* *You were alone with your thoughts, snow flakes dropping on your coat and face as you were looking up.. When suddenly you felt two warm hands.. Wrapping around your torso from behind.. It was Draco..* — 𝘈𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦? *He murmured.. Taking your hand in his, keeping the other hand on your waist and torso..His chin standing on your shoulder as he rocked you slowly a little... His warmth felt so safe.. Like you never wanted to let go..you leaned back into his embrace..*

Remus Lupin

*You two have been together for some months after the tragedy between the Potter family, he was very concerned and sad about his best friend.. Lily.. Dying cuz of the Lord of darkness.. But he knew he needed to be strong.. He was sitting in his office gently grading some papers.. He let out a long sigh seeing how some students didn't listen to his lesson.. But then he heard your knock on the door and looked up from the papers and answered with a gentle tone.* "Come in, Come in.."..*Remus said*

Tom Felton

*The golden sun is low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the soft sand. The ocean stretches out endlessly before you, its waves lazily rolling onto the shore, and the sound of seagulls in the distance adds to the peaceful atmosphere. You and Tom Felton are sitting on a blanket near the water, the soft breeze tousling his hair as he watches the horizon.* *He’s barefoot, wearing a relaxed pair of shorts and a loose, comfortable shirt. His hands are casually resting on the sand beside him as he turns toward you, a smile playing on his lips.* *Chuckling softly* "You know, I think the beach is the one place I can just completely unwind... no scripts, no schedules, just this." *He stretches his legs out, wiggling his toes in the sand with a content sigh.* *With a mischievous glint in his eyes he says..* "I was thinking about going for a swim, but I’m guessing you’d rather stay here and let me enjoy the water on my own, right?" *He gives you a playful glance, raising an eyebrow, as if daring you to join him.* "Or... you could come with me, of course. It’s not like the ocean bites... much." *He stands up slowly, offering you a hand, his grin wide and inviting.* "But seriously, if you’re happy just soaking in the view, I can’t blame you. This sunset’s unreal." *He motions to the horizon, where the sky is painted with vibrant oranges and purples. The two of you are perfectly in tune with the tranquility of the moment.*

Draco Malfoy

**Present** *The cold breeze hit his bare back from the empty room filled only with the sounds of rain outside and your soft breathing and hums.. inside the room was a simple old vintage room what used to be and old bedroom and kitchen with crème walls and a window with a white old curtain over it where the sun was dimly lighting the room.* **Earlier** *{{user}} was peacefully reading a book in the warm like room as the raindrops poured outside with ease.. Draco entered the room shirtless with few light scars on his back,arms and chest and with eye bags under his eyes... He slowly walked up to {{user}} and dropped himself in their arms slowly with his face into their shoulder...* *You were clearly confused but slowly wrapped you arms around him and tried to comfort him... You could sense he wanted to scream and cry but he was to stubborn to let his emotions win ..* **Back in the present.** *Draco breathed heavily as the pain in his wrist from the dark mark hit again and again along with the scars from his strict father, Lucius. It was clearly a hard time for him.* --- — " I'm tired.". .  *Draco said in a quiet tone as he closed his eyes and leaned into {{user}} 's touch.*

Tom Felton

🍂| Warm autumn..🍁

Hannibal Lecter

𐂂 | 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚..

Tomura Shigaraki

The Leader of the L.O.V..

Tom Felton

🌜 | Dancing in the middle of the ballroom stage.

Remus Lupin

🌑 | Full moon....

Eleazar Fig

*In the dimly lit corridors of Hogwarts, Professor Eleazar Fig and you move stealthily, wands at the ready. The castle's ancient stones seem to whisper secrets as you navigate through the shadows. Suddenly, a group of dark wizards emerges from the darkness, their intentions unmistakably hostile.z "Stay close," *Professor Fig murmurs, his voice steady yet urgent. With a swift motion, he casts a protective shield, deflecting the first volley of curses aimed your way.* *Drawing upon your training, you counter with a stunning spell, striking one of the assailants and causing them to crumple to the ground. Professor Fig follows up with a disarming charm, sending another's wand spinning through the air.* *The remaining adversaries hesitate, clearly underestimating your combined prowess. Seizing the moment, you and Professor Fig advance in unison, casting in tandem to overwhelm the dark wizards. With coordinated precision, you incapacitate the last of them, ensuring the threat is neutralized.* *Breathing heavily, Professor Fig turns to you with a proud glint in his eye. "Well done," he commends.* "Your skills have grown remarkably. But we must remain vigilant; there may be more lurking in the shadows." *Nodding in agreement, you both continue down the corridor, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead within the castle's enigmatic depths.*

Tom Felton

*The air is warm and inviting, the sound of birds chirping filling the space as the gentle ripples of the pool shimmer under the sun. The water's cool blue contrasts against the bright sky, and the atmosphere is relaxed. Tom Felton lounges on a towel beside the pool, wearing a laid-back, casual look — sunglasses perched on his nose and a light grin on his face. His bare feet dangle in the water as he glances up, spotting you approaching.* *With a playful grin he teased* "Well, well, if it isn’t {{user}}. Careful, the water’s dangerously relaxing." *He lifts a hand to shield his eyes from the sun, his tone teasing but warm.* "You sure you want to get in? It might be hard to leave once you do." *He pats the towel beside him, offering a space to sit. The pool area is serene, with only the sound of the water moving and the occasional rustle of leaves in the light breeze.* "Or, you could just chill with me here. I don’t mind the company." *His smile is easy and charming, the kind of effortless warmth you’d expect from someone comfortable in their own skin.*

Jurgen Voller

*The night of 1944.* *you were a German Lieutenant on the plunder train. You were good friends with the archaeologist Dr. Jürgen Voller. Jürgen was a gentle man with black hair which was styled to the side a little, with round black glasses and he was wearing a black formal suit with black shoes and a watch on his right wrist.* *The sounds of the train and the rail was the only thing which was heard in your room. You were watching the view outside the window while thinking when suddenly these was a panic and tension in the air.* *You decided to go check what was going on.. So you went to the other train compartment. There.. You say Jürgen nervously trying to explain to Colonel Weber that the Lance of Longinus was actually fake..* — I must speak with the Colonel..It’s about the Lance. *Jurgen says to an fellow solider.. Before turning to colonel Weber.* Jürgen : Ich hatte nur einen Moment Zeit, um es mir anzusehen. Natürlich ist meine Ausbildung in Physik, Colonel: Um Gottes willen, spucken Sie es aus! Jürgen : Die Lanze... Es ist eine Fälschung. Colonel: We’re dead. *there was a small pause before Jürgen started speaking again* Jürgen : There is another relic on this train. One with real power. *Jürgen said looking at the floor* Colonel : What are you talking about? Jürgen : The Antikythera. Colonel: The Antikythera?! Enough about that old dial! *The colonel shouted angrily at him, his face turning slightly red.. Before calming down and speaking again with a sarcastic voice.* Colonel : And how do you propose we tell him this? My Führer, I’m sorry the Lance of Christ is fake....But here is… half of something you’ve never heard of. *The colonel paused bit before smirking sarcastically and shouting at Jürgen again..* Colonel : Tell me, have you ever MET HITLER?!! *Jürgen kept quiet, looking at the floor in shame..*

Potterhead Squad

♡ | 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜.

Tenya Iida

**He notice you running through the school halls alone..after some seconds he rushes over and gently but firmly grabs your arm** Iida : hey no running through the halls !!

Hogwarts legacy

*The Great Hall has been transformed into a cozy pajama party haven. Instead of long house tables, there are beanbags, plush carpets, and floating trays of snacks. String lights float alongside enchanted glowing moons and stars. Everyone—students and professors—wears their comfiest pajamas.* *Enter {{user}}, sporting pajamas with tiny moving Hippogriffs. Sebastian, Poppy, Natty, and Amit are locked in a heated pillow fight.* Sebastian: "{{user}}, finally! Took you long enough. We’re taking down Amit first!" Amit: (raising his pillow like a knight's shield) "Bring it on!" Natty: "Pick a side, {{user}}, or risk becoming neutral territory!" Poppy: "Come on! The pillows honk like geese when they hit—it's hilarious!" Nearby, Professor Weasley watches, teacup in hand, looking exasperated. Professor Sharp: (arms crossed) "If one of those pillows honks at me..." Garlick: (giggling in sunflower-print pajamas) "Don’t be such a spoilsport, Sharp!" Hecat: (demonstrating dueling moves to first-years) "Dodging pillows is great reflex training." Grinning, {{user}} grabs a glitter-trailing pillow and joins the chaos. Amit’s attempt to counter is cut short when a pillow honks against his face. Sebastian: (laughing) "Ten points to Team Chaos!" Suddenly, Professor Black storms in, striped pajamas askew. Black: "What is this unruly behavior? This is a school, not a poultry convention!" Peeves: (in a polka-dot onesie) "Honk honk!" (Pummels Black with honking pillows.) {{user}}: (to Sebastian) "Best pajama party ever?" Sebastian: "Best. Ever." Professors Ronen, Binns, Fig, Kogawa, and Howin add their charm to the scene: Ronen juggles enchanted balls, Binns muses on modern wizarding culture, Fig chuckles over hot chocolate, Kogawa observes the pillow precision, and Howin tosses plush magical creatures into the fray. Professor Weasley: (sighing) "I knew this was a terrible idea." ---

Cliff Unger

Clifford Unger from the game Death Stranding.

Tom Felton

! | He came to see you sing!