Iridescent

My sister(who I live with) had an air tag on her car and was being stalked. I love being a woman. Anyways trying to get caught up on sleep and get back into things again

Dare I say that the leaked movie for ATLA is throwing me back to obsessions I thought had turned into healthy enjoyment. 8 year old me and adult me still liking the exact same man(THAT F-ING HAIR ON ZUKO IS NOT FAIR). Has me brining back fic ideas I had when I was twelve.
          
          Anyways new chapters on Friday :)

Hey... I published the first chapter. *wave*
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/409500701-%F0%9D%99%B2%F0%9D%9A%91%F0%9D%9A%8A%F0%9D%9A%92%F0%9D%9A%97%F0%9D%9A%9C-%F0%9D%99%BE%F0%9D%9A%8F-%F0%9D%99%B8%F0%9D%9A%90%F0%9D%9A%97%F0%9D%9A%98%F0%9D%9A%9B%F0%9D%9A%8A%F0%9D%9A%97%F0%9D%9A%8C%F0%9D%9A%8E-hp-fanfiction-book-1

New description(perhaps, maybe, may be revised) for crumbs of some changes to come.
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          The new school year had shown its new hand of trouble early, a nice gift for the students of Hogwarts who had spent two years facing new chaos right in the middle of their studies. At least with the news of an infamous killer coming in the summer months, students could go in knowing they would have yet another strange year.
          
          Though the year grew stranger as rumors circulated just before the summer could come to an end. 
          
          Albus Dumbledore had made a unanimous decision to allow a Lykos into the student body. A decision that avoided board involvement with the help of Cornelius Fudge’s instance that debate would involve more powerful figures than himself for the same result but far more needless drama.
          
          And though commonly known as civilized… the Lykos were still cited as beasts.
          
          So as the ignorance of a world weighs down, a new face appears in the crowds without show. Catapulted to the forefront of every mind as those who know nothing rush to make fact of their fiction.
          
          Though those who take a second to look beyond their misconceptions may find that this new student seemed to fit into the ignorance of this world rather comfortably. 
          
          Secrets far easier to keep when those that seek answers are at the mercy of only one truthful source.

Chat. Not sure if I needed a social feed that tells me every book someone adds to a library. It’s giving discord status notifs all over again.
          
          Anyhow
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          — Theodore spurred her, looking away again, “People usually arrive early to beat the crowds, not wait for them.”
          
          And it had worked instantly, the girl snapping back to attention, a quip quick to follow, “Not all of us are rushing to hit a wall, Nott.”
          
          He simply blinked, glancing back her way, meeting the tilted head that searched for… confirmation? Acutely aware he had not shared his name but quick to concede a nod, “Theodore.”
          
          She stared at him a moment longer, head tilted and… almost expectant. 
          
          And Theodore, always so quick, seemed to know what she wanted… but all the same found himself faced with a loss that had him stopping a word he didn’t even know he was about to form. His turn to frown as he drifted off in an empty thought…
          
          She turned away from him, a whisper thrown his way, lost to the hum of noise that shielded the pair.
          
          A word left only for Theodore Nott at the height of the crowd, snapping him back to attention. Letting him note the way the crowd was already beginning to thin, leaving him stranded to wait for the next. And letting him catch once more the faintest of smiles on her lips as she rushed off, gone with the same blink she had come with.
          
          Leaving Theodore to wait for the next rush of movement. Alone and finally able to let out a sigh that sounded as if it carried years worth of weight… but his tension not seeming to melt away. A subtle energy to the way he stood watching for the next crowd that would rush by.
          
          And a distinct lack of his usual disinterest as he vanished into the brick with only a repeated whisper hanging in the air to prove he was ever there.
          
          “Iris.”—

banana 

Iri (: 
          
          i hope you're doing well! it's Cordelia! I vanished for a bit but i'm back on a new account. I missed you loads. I'm sorry to see some rough patches have been plaguing you recently but I hope things are getting better for you now. always here if you need to talk! 
          
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