Drackco
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Drackco12hKommentiert"Ha! Take that, geometry!" Asahi cheered as the cube held its shape for nearly a minute before collapsing.- Drackco16hKommentiertThe reminder seemed to set Fudge off again, "Damn Mudblood! He doesn't even have the decency to line our pockets!"
- Drackco1dKommentiert"That's okay! Atlas doesn't understand either! That's why it's our job as Henchwomen to make him into the Supervillain he deserves to be!" Luna smiled gaily. "It's all about Presentation™!"
- Drackco1dKommentiert"You could… kiss me…?" Septima suggested nervously, adjusting her glasses and not meeting my eyes.
- Drackco1dKommentiert
There are so many layers to the yoga joke
Asahi strolled into Kuoh Academy, a smirk playing on his lips. Tommy was safely hidden at home, but the confidence boost from his newfound powers was evident in his stride. As he passed groups of blissfully unaware students, he couldn't help but think, "If only they knew the world was crawling with devils and sacred gears. They'd probably freak out faster than a computer science major at a yoga retreat." - Drackco1dKommentiert"Moony's already done that..." This saw Sirius receive smacks to the head from both his wife and his cousin.
- Drackco1dKommentiertAs the dance ended, Daphne thanked him and suddenly he was dancing with someone called Susan. It was many dances later that Viktor realised two things, he was actually having fun and there were many beautiful witches at Hogwarts - not all of them Ravenclaws.
- Drackco3dKommentiert"Ugh," he groaned, his face smooshed into something soft. "Did anyone get the number of that train?"
- Drackco3dKommentiertHarry noticed.
- Drackco4dKommentiertHarry shook his head. "No, I've got an idea, an awful idea. I've got a wonderful, awful idea."
- Drackco4dKommentiert"No, Snape doesn't seem to be the type to care much for gold and he is too much of a miserable bastard to want to live forever," Harry responded curtly as they stood, carefully making sure that Filch or Mrs. Norris or any of the teachers were sulking around.
- Drackco5dKommentiertI try to feel my divinity over the sea, water and liquids. It is there but I am just out of reach. It feels like it is being suppressed by something. I am still using 2 pools to gain acid resistance and pain resistance, so I have 8 pools left to use for other things. First I want to know why I am seemingly suppressed here. Second, I want to have an acid manipulation ability. Something like Mina from My Hero Academia or Goop from Ben 10.
- Drackco5dAntwortet auf Black_n_Red
you get a like solely for the pun
My name is Poseidon, the God of the Sea and all bodies of water, Earthquakes and ... horses? Why horses though? This is weird. - Drackco5dKommentiert
Equivalences, like time, is relative. A bottle of water is worth its weight in gold for someone in a harsh heat. That same bottle however is near worthless to someone at home
"I'm not sure how that is equivalent ... but ok." - Drackco5dKommentiertDumbledore sighed. 'That went well,' he muttered to himself as he surveyed his recently destroyed office. He smiled when he noticed that one of his inventions had survived the magical assault and the door slam. That smile soon disappeared when the delicate instrument slowly, but with increasing speed, fell apart, taking the table with it.
- Drackco5dKommentiert
Thats a amusing image
Quite a few people had put their names down to try out for the Gryffindor Quidditch team and it was Harry's job as captain to select those who were the most competent and form a team that would lead Gryffindor into a Quidditch victory, bringing home the cup for the third time in a row since Harry had come to play, and keeping Professor McGonagall happy for another year. The last bit was especially important to Harry as it meant that there was one less chance of the Scot taking out her family's claymore, which he had noticed on the wall behind her desk, and charging at him while raining spells down from her wand ... Or worse, turning him into a fluffy kitten.