WOOD.

secret lover of goth baddies, avid lover of quidditch.

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝖨’𝗆 𝖬𝗋. 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗆𝖺, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖯𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗈 𝖤𝗌𝖼𝗈𝖻𝖺𝗋

[𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐓 . @badomcn]

@M0MENT0M0RIX .

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

@badomcn Out of playful spite he swiftly took possession of his cigarette and placed it between a smile that rested on his own face.

“Prove me wrong.”

His torso leaned in closer as the jest was given.

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

@badomcn was given through playful words as over let go of his wrists. He sat next to him on the ground, not knowing where it went from here.

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

@badomcn What did he do….
No
No
No
No
This was not supposed to happen.
Fuck.
Marcus pulled back and Oliver sighed.
‘Why did he taste as good as he did? Why is he looking at me as if he had been waiting for this moment too?’

“I always knew I’d be the one on top ultimately.”

The jest+

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

He smoked the day’s first cigarette on top of the castle’s roof, admiring the owls in the sky.

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

@badomcn vowel and consonant as if it were a life line.
‘Fuck you Marcus Flint for giving me these thoughts.’
Oliver looked him over in his eyes, searching for a sign of jest. There wasn’t any.
His lips pressed against his and for the first time ever he kissed Marcus.

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

@badomcn He was utterly confused about his feelings towards Marcus. Oliver loved women. He loved the comfort, the s-x, everything about them. Then there was /him/. He was a challenge. He was attractive. Merlin he was attractive. Marcus fed into his words too, clinging on to every+

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

Don’t have someone hiding in the stands this time around, unless you’re too scared.

[𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐓 . @badomcn]

whenever , wherever . just don’t start crying when i put you on your arse again , wood .

[𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐓 . @badomcn]

@M0MENT0M0RIX

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

you need to work on your technique. you’re slipping. / fuck you, wood.

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

You. Me. Field. Anytime.

[𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐓 . @badomcn]

cheat .ᐣ bollocks . you’re just pissed ’cause you can’t beat me , wood .

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

He raised a brow before snickering lightly.

“What’s wrong with quidditch?”

It was a simple question, no malice behind the words.

[𝓐storia 𝓖reengrass @RegalBlossom]

indeed. men need to do better. their personality involves lacking emotional intelligence which can lead to worse things. . . like joining a cult or being obsessed with quidditch.

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

You’re asking them to complete impossible quests.

[𝓐storia 𝓖reengrass @RegalBlossom]

slytherin men develop a personality that goes beyond being all edgy and snobby challenge

[𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐓 . @badomcn]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

You’re a cheat, Flint.

[𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐓 . @badomcn]

suck it , gryffindor . 🖕

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

a chance*

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

Oh Flint.
To think you remotely stand a chase against me is hilarious.

[𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐓 . @badomcn]

@ oliver wood .

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

「HPRP. MDNI. TWs. THEMES VARY. PARODY. ERA FLEXIBLE. INDEPENDENT PORTRAYAL OF OLIVER WOOD. DEEPLY CLOSETED MUSE.」

[WOOD. @M0MENT0M0RIX]

𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝖨’𝗆 𝖬𝗋. 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗆𝖺, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖯𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗈 𝖤𝗌𝖼𝗈𝖻𝖺𝗋