YOU DUEL WITH HEART A FOR YOU

the signs and moments in hamilton that make you feel something

aries: the song take a break. philip is reciting his poem and he is nervous, he’s injecting a little joy into his dad’s busy day and paving a path for himself and eliza is beatboxing and she is proud, and alexander is watching and smiling and he is goofy and happy and proud and before you know it you’re smiling too.

taurus: the song dear theodosia (reprise). burr is singing about the death of his wife, the death of his daughter’s mother, the very woman who he spent his life with, the woman who he’d waited for for so long, she’d dead, and he chokes up. there’s a catch in his voice and he starts crying in the middle of the song and you feel how broken this man is and how the very light in his life is banished and no matter what you can’t help but get choked up too.

gemini: the song stay alive. it’s the middle of battle and lee and washington are yelling at each other to attack, retreat, attack, retreat, and your heart pounds and your pulse picks up and you feel the urge to run right into the song and throw in your two cents.

cancer: the song guns and ships. lafayette is on top of a table, rapping faster than the speed of light, he jumps down and i’mnevergonnastopuntilimakethemdropandburnthemupandscattertheremains, i’m and you try to rap as fast as you can right beside him and your pulse is racing as well and you’re stumbling over your words and having a lovely time.

leo: the song stay alive (reprise). philip is singing softly to hamilton, hamilton is cradling him and holding his head, i know, i know, and philip is so insistent, he wants his role model to know i held my head up high, i was aiming for the sky, but all of a sudden his chest hurts and his muscles clench up and his voice catches on “sky” and all hamilton can do is let the tears fall and hold his dying son, and before you know it those aren’t hamilton’s tears but yours and they’re falling down your own face.

virgo: the song say no to this. one mister james reynolds has just sent a blackmail letter to hamilton and hamilton is at maria’s and she’s on the floor sobbing and clutching at his knees, begging him to stay, hamilton is distressed and how could i do this and maria remembers what was written on the letter and she gets up and grabs at his arm and tells him if you pay, you can stay, and her voice is so loud and full and clear and your heart swells and your eyebrows furrow and all you want to know is will he stay? will he stay?

libra: the song washington on your side. washington and jefferson and burr are mad and they’re so pissed and oh so ticked at hamilton and they’re jumping around the stage and jefferson spits out if washington isn’t gon listen to disciplined dissidents this is the difference this kid is out and they all join together and get even madder and before you know it there’s SOUTHERN MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS and you’re so awake and vivid and everything is so angry.

scorpio: the song satisfied. angelica has just finished recounting her tale with alexander and her flashback has ended and reality and the present is swirling around her feet and all she can do is raise her glass to the groom, to the groom, to the groom, to the groom, and she doesn’t want it to happen but there’s tears streaming down her face for both love for her sister and mourning of what she could’ve had if only she was a bit more selfish and your heart is so very full and all you can do it sit back and let her voice and her story overpower you.

sagittarius: the song who lives who dies who tells your story. eliza recounts her tales of the soldiers, of washington, of angelica, of everyone, and she never forgot a single soul, just did everything in her power to get everyone the recognition they deserved, and before you know it there’s the orphanage and eliza didn’t do a single thing wrong and are those your own tears streaming down your cheeks, or are those hers?

capricorn: the song what’d i miss. jefferson is hopping around in a velvety purple jacket and cane and bopping along with everyone and there’s so much jazzy joy in the air and everyone is happy and welcoming of the great thomas jefferson but you can’t be there to dance and celebrate along with them so all you can do is bob your head and hear the music cascading to give him a warm welcome home.

aquarius: the song blow us all away. philip’s voice is so full of hope and energy and pride and the whistling in the background makes it seems like everything’s okay. as the song progresses there’s a growing sense of dread, and when the countdown to his duel begins and halts out of nowhere with a crack, your heart drops and you know something horrible has occurred.

pisces: the song the story of tonight. the voices of laurens, lafayette, and mulligan mix together in a melodic harmony, and it sounds like a lullaby of hope. hamilton joins in and they raise a glass to freedom, to the future, and you can’t help but smile to yourself and feel cozy and warm, as if you’re burying yourself in a warm sweatshirt.

Let's Pretend (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Pt. 3!

A/N: FINALLY! Part 3 is here, y'all. This is the second to last part. ): but there will be a part 4 and possibly an epilogue! Pls excuse any misspelling, I got too excited when writing. ENJOY! ❤❤ -Delilah

This chapter is inspired by this song if you wanna hear while you read: https://youtu.be/TM7gu8g4b3U

Warnings: Sex, Swearing, Pornography, the usual lol.

“You know it’s rude to spy on people, Y/N,” he says, peering down at your drunken self. Was he not embarrassed? He’d just given you a live sex show a few minutes ago and here he was putting the blame on you.

“Well, James,” you sassed. “It’s twice as rude to watch your team mate’s porno without consent!” You waved your hand in his face to add enthusiasm. And the little shit had the audacity to laugh. It was hot, yeah, but you wanted to be taken seriously. Drunk or not.

“So you’ve watched it then?” He asked, an amused smile on his face. You scowled.

“No! I’m not one to invade someone’s privacy like you.” Bucky’s eyebrows rose, his eyes widened.

“So you haven’t seen it?” You roll your eyes and shake your head. You actually had respect for others privacy, believe it or not. Just not tonight. That was a one time thing. Next time you passed his room and heard strange noises, you’d completely ignore it. Even if Bucky was being strangled to death by a Hydra assassin.
Bucky’s shit eating grin made drove you insane, but you didn’t let him know. It was all just playful banter, you thought. You couldn’t give him the satisfaction.

After a long pause, you saw Bucky lean forward, far too close for your liking. His lips brushed against the shell of your ear.

“It won’t hurt if you watch, right doll? Just this once?”

You couldn’t stop the shiver that traveled down your spine as he spoke. He had a valid point though. There was no shame in seeing it, right? It couldn’t be that bad?

After a few seconds of inner debating, you looked back up at his blue eyes and sighed.

“Fine. But just this once!”

Bucky let out an amused chuckle and grabbed your hand gently, leading you back into his room.

At first, you were extremely reluctant. You weren’t even dating and here you were, on the super soldier’s bed staring at the laptop that was propped in front of you.

You were seated on Bucky’s lap, the computer on your thighs as he scrolled down the many videos, searching for the right one, until a particular vid caught your eye. You grabbed his hand, pulling it away.

“What’s this one?” You ask curiously. Bucky rested his chin on your shoulder as you both read the title.

“Princess Y/N and The Winter Soldier Play a Game of Sexy Twister!”

You heard Bucky let out a snort. Twister? They had to make a child’s game into a porno, didn’t they? Nevertheless, you clicked on the video and pressed play.

Xxxxxxx

This time the camera focused on the same room, but instead of the bed, there was a large polkadot yellow mat on the wooden floor. To the side was a stand with the spinner.

Suddenly, a pair of black stilettos stepped in front of the screen. Your eyes widened as you watched the fake Y/N bend down and kneel seductively on the mat and flick the spinner with her finger. This time, her outfit consisted of a black lace bra and thong that shaped your behind perfectly. Bucky’s attention was focused on the lace garter belt and the black thigh highs that showed off your legs perfectly.

Fake Y/N flicked the spinner again and let out a giggle. “Left foot on red,” she says before peering back over at the camera and winking. With ease, she stretched her arm out and planted her foot on the red circle. She peered up over the camera and wiggled her eyebrows.

“Your turn, daddy.” You felt arousal shoot straight to your core at the name. You did have a daddy kink, but you perfected to keep that in your kink closet for now. You noticed that Bucky was still fully focused on the video, hopefully he didn’t notice.

When the Winter Soldier came into view, your jaw nearly dropped to the floor. He was dressed in only black boxers that hugged his thighs perfectly. He bent over, giving you a view of his biceps and flicked the spinner.

“Left hand, green!” Fake Y/N said to the camera. Placing his hand on the green spot, he lifted fake Y/N so that he was underneath her, with her ass in his lap.

As you watched them, you could feel Bucky’s hands grip your waist and rub circles onto the soft flesh of your hips. His breathing was heavier than usual, but his eyes were still set on the screen.

“Right foot on yellow!” Fake Y/N winked towards the camera before spreading her legs into a split, placing her right foot on the yellow spot. You heard Bucky’s breathing halt suddenly.

Fake Y/N was now in a full split on the Winter Soldier’s lap, her clothed crotch rubbing against his witch each movement. She let out a small, barely audible moan at the sensation. He brought his hips up, grinding back into her, his head falling back from pleasure.

At this point, Bucky had begun pulling at the waist band of your jeans, subliminally suggesting you take them off. You slowly reached your hands down and began unbuttoning your jeans. Before you even got the chance to get the zipper down, Bucky hooked his fingers in the fabric around your hips and tugged them down, leaving you in your soaked panties.

As you lifted yourself, he slid his sweatpants down his thighs, revealing his hard member. Next was your shirt; he practically ripped the fabric from your body and threw it against the wall, then rid himself of his own.

Bucky snaked his hands under your thighs and spread your legs wide. You leaned back against his chest and rubbed your clothed clit in little circles.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he breathes. “You’re so much better in real life.” You let out a small whimper at his words, rubbing yourself faster. You weren’t gonna last soon.

Turning your attention back to the screen, you saw that fake Y/N had already lost her underwear as well as the Winter Soldier. He held her hips tightly as she bounced on his cock, her mouth hung open in a silent scream. Your eyes followed as she bounced harder, her breast spilling out of the bra she wore.

“That’s it, princess,” he growled, lifting his hips upwards to meet hers. “Bounce on daddy’s cock. You’re so good for me. So good for Daddy.”

The sound you let out was borderline
pornographic and Bucky nearly came right then and there. With a growl, he yanked your hand away from your dripping pussy and rubbed your clit with his flesh hand. His metal hand snuck its way down the opposite side of you, slipping two fingers inside your heat. You let out a cry at the duel sensations. Bucky’s fingers curled inside you, brushing over your sweet spot.

“Oh, Bucky!” You moaned, throwing your head back against his shoulder in bliss. His breaths were comping out in short puffs, and you could hear the sound of his heart hammering in his chest.

“You’re so fucking wet, doll,” he groans. The sounds of his fingers entering you over and over create an obscene sound that so dirty, you can’t help but cry out.

In the video, fake Y/N is now fully naked and kneeling in front of The Winter Soldier with her mouth open, her eyes sparkling with excitement as he stands above her, pumping his cock fast. His head was thrown back and you studied the veins in his neck as his orgasm hit him. You and Bucky both watch as he shoots ribbon after ribbon of come onto fake Y/N’s face and breasts.

The sight alone is enough to push you over the edge. With a scream, you reach your high, hips bucking against Bucky’s fingers. The friction of your back on his cock finally hits Bucky with his second orgasm of the night.

You collapsed onto Bucky’s chest in exhaustion. You’d just experienced the greatest orgasm of your life, all while getting off to your own porn. You let out a giggle. Bucky peered down at you curiously.

“What’s so funny, kitten?” He asks, moving a stray piece of hair from your face. You grin and look up at him.

“We just got off to our own porn, Buck.” Bucky let out a chuckle, shaking his head. You were right. You two had done the deed and neither of you would forget this night. Not in a million years.

Xxxxxx

Steve groaned as he listened to his two friends’ moans finally subside, leaving him in sweet silence.

“Thank god,” he sighed, fluffing up his pillow and shoving his head into it. “Those two are like two horny little rabbits, I swear!”


Part 4 coming tomorrow! And it’s gonna be str8 🔥🔥


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Ilvermorny Headcanon Train! *toot toot*
  • On 4th of July, despite the teachers’ many attempts to prevent it, there’s no stopping the fireworks. Students casting fireworks everywhere (and I do mean EVERYWHERE) as they zoom around on broomsticks, the more experienced students creating complex fireworks that look like creatures (dragons, phoenixes, etc.), and the houses competing to see who can make better fireworks (every year Thunderbird wins, because they have a reputation to uphold. How can they lose when their house mascot is a bird that literally creates thunder in the sky?).
  • Thunderbirds and Horned Serpents getting along really well. They both enjoy reading (Thunderbirds more for the imaginary adventure, Horned Serpents more for the mental stimulation), and with the Horned Serpent’s vast amount of knowledge they’re very handy to have around when the Thunderbird decides to go adventuring. Also, they love coming up with crazy theories intermingling the Horned Serpent’s known facts and the Thunderbird’s wild imagination. 
  • Since Wampus represents the body, they are huge activists on transgender rights and body positivity. Being comfortable with your body is very important to them. On that note, not all Wampuses are athletic, but they don’t let their lack of athleticism prevent them from being total badasses. You can’t ever use their weight against them, because their determination and confidence will prove you wrong. 
  • You think Thunderbirds and Wampuses have a rivalry? Ha, yeah right. The real rivalry is between Pukwudgie and Horned Serpent. Both houses are known for their excelling students, and thus they are often competing to see which is the smarter house. Science fairs are like battlefields, exam days are thick with tension, and lord help us if there’s any trivia games. They often have duels just to see who knows the most complex spells. 
  • Instead of owls Ilvermorny uses hawks and eagles, but let’s be honest here, they’re hardly used. Why send a hawk when you can literally just write a Email or something? Students at Ilvermorny are not above No-Maj technology. 
  • Pukwudgies will laugh in your face if you ever compare them to Hufflepuff. You do realize their house mascot is known for poisoning people with darts, right? And just because they represent heart doesn’t mean they’re nice and gentle. It just means they wear their hearts on their sleeves, and for some that means angry outbursts, mean tempers and heated arguments. And some believe tough love is a necessary part of healing.   
  • Don’t ever be racist or sexist around a Wampus, you’ll end up with a bloody nose. 
  • Cranberry pie is served EVERYDAY, much to everyone’s amusement.
  • Pukwudies get special treatment from the goblins themselves, though the goblins fiercely deny it.   
  • If you think Hogwart’s feasts are amazing, try visiting Ilvermony during Thanksgiving. Pukwudgies have their hands full with easing stomach aches as students eat way more than they should. 
  • Since Wampuses get hurt a lot they often turn to Pukwudgies for help, and thus there is often strong, loyal friendships between the two houses. Pukwugies often fuss over the Wampuses taking better care of themselves (because they act like their bodies are impenetrable) and the Wampuses will DESTROY anyone who messes with their nerds. They are like a support system for each other. More often than not you can not find one without the other.   
If I Could Do It All Over Again

All Parts: {x}

Part: Prologue/?

Pairing: Hamliza

Inspiration: this drawing

Summary: After Alexander died, he realized the existence of reincarnation. While most didn’t believe in the possibility, Alexander was one of those special few who remembered everything in their past lives. Because of this, he spent almost all of his lives searching for his dear Eliza. As his lives went on, things began to seem hopeless, all until he runs into her one day in the most unexpected place.

Warning: death

Word Count: 1,375

Dedication: @bunny-yams for inspiring me!

Tags: @bunny-yams , @ufo-pearl , @sullkid700 , @aswimmerlife , @nefarism , @bad-l-ands, @firejearthm

A/N: This will probably be long and will definitely not be updated as frequently as CYMFH. Also, please note that anyone who reincarnates does not reincarnate in the same body. So, Alexander and Eliza look like their historical counterparts in the prologue. In the rest of the story, however, they will look like their broadway counterparts. I wanted to clear that up to avoid confusion. Anyway, enjoy!!


A single candle was the only source of light, illuminating the bedside of the room Alexander Hamilton’s paralyzed body resided in. Beside him, his wife remained, desperately clinging to his side, only hoping for him to persevere. In Alexander’s words, however, it was a mortal shot.

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The Chamber of Secrets, a summary
  • Dobby: Harry Potter must not go to Hogwarts!
  • Harry: The fuck are you Hogwarts4lyfe
  • Dobby: *Pudding crashes and burns worse than Snape's love life*
  • Uncle Vernon: HARRY DIDJA PUT YER NAME IN THE GOBLET AHV FYA- I mean *clears throat* NO FOOD FOR YOU BITCH WELCOME TO CONCENTRATION CAMP DURSLEY
  • Harry: fuck
  • Ron: *mass breakout*
  • Vernon: *falls out window*
  • Fred'n'George: sup
  • Mrs. Weasley: BoYs YaLl DoNe It NoW GeT yo SoRrY AsSeS oVeR HeRe- except you Harry nothing's ever your fault an btw thanks for almost getting my son killed last year
  • Ginny: *highkey stalker*
  • Floo powder: lol you thought things would go right in your life
  • Draco: *exists*
  • Harry: He'S FuCkInG Up tO SoMeThInG
  • Hagrid: *saves Harry from being raped*
  • Hermione: sup
  • Lockhart: OMG IT'S HARRY POTTER HERE TO BOOST MY HALLWAY CRED- I mean- *coughs* you have a few fans yourself, I hear- HERETAKEMYBOOKSTAKETHEMALL
  • Lucius: *is an ass*
  • Aurthur: *fights a bitch*
  • Lucius: *here have this book it's pretty and talks to you but be careful it may possess you*
  • Platform 9 3/4: *is an ass*
  • Ron: Let's just take the flying car illegally instead of just owling Hogwarts or waiting for my parents
  • Harry: k
  • Car: *eighties action music*
  • Harry: can you hear that?
  • Ron: we must be getting close!
  • Harry: hold on-
  • *music grows louder*
  • Hogwarts express with Thomas face on it: DUN DUN DUN DUUN DUN DUN, DUUUUN
  • Car: *crashes*
  • Tree: *is an ass*
  • McGonagall: Idfc just go away here have a sandwich
  • Hermione: sup
  • Shit: hello friends
  • Wall: ThE ChAmBeR Of SeCreTS HaS BeEN OPenEd EnEmIeS oF The HeiR BeWArE
  • Mrs. Norris: hanging by noose from ceiling
  • Harry Ron and Hermione: *are there*
  • Filch: Y'all killed my cat IMMA KILL YA
  • Dumbledore: Bruh you accusing the great Harry Potter?!? If it was anyone else I wouldn't care but since it's Harry SHUT UP
  • Malfoy: *is a slithery Slytherin*
  • Harry: He's the heir
  • Hermione: *starts making potion*
  • Myrtle: *moans*
  • Colin: *takes pictures of Harry*
  • Harry: ew fuck stop
  • Lockhart: StOp YoU cAn'T bE MoRe PopUlAr thAn mE- I mean *coughs* it's unwise to hand out pictures until you're as famous as me
  • Harry: *gets detention* *is worse than Umbridge's blood quill* *hears hissing* *doesn't suspect it could be a snake which is the animal that hisses*
  • Hermione and Ron: sup
  • Harry: can you hear that
  • Ron and Hermione: wtf no you must be insane
  • Harry: lol tru
  • Lockhart: *has dueling club*
  • Snape: *kicks his ass with the disarming spell*
  • Lockhart: totally meant for that to happen now give me a moment while I restart my heart
  • Hermione: *is killed by Millicent but somehow manages to get a hair*
  • Snape: Harry fight Draco
  • Harry and Draco: *fight*
  • Draco: *snakeness intensifies*
  • Harry: (to snake) bruh calm down mate
  • Snake: k
  • Snape: *kills snake*
  • Ernie: Bruh you tryina kill me
  • Harry: lol no but I should asshole
  • Ron: Harry why didn't you tell me you had a completely dead ability when you didn't even know it existed or that it was rare
  • Harry: idk snakes are cool
  • Person: *petrified*
  • Teachers: maybe we should give a shit
  • Dumbledore: lol nope
  • Quidditch: *happens*
  • Draco: training for the ballet, Potter?
  • Harry: *trains for ballet* *breaks arm*
  • Lockhart: OMG GET OUT OF MY WAY I HAVE TI HEAL HARRY IT WILL BOST MY READERSHIP I mean *coughs* I've done this a thousand times
  • Harry's Arm: *is bendy*
  • Harry: *goes to infirmary* *hears extremely important information*
  • Polyjuice: *happens*
  • Draco: blah blah blah mud blood blah blah blah poor blah blah blah whydoesntpotterloveme
  • Draco: *isnt heir*
  • Harry and Ron: well shit *get the hell outta doge*
  • Hermione: *is cat*
  • Harry: *finds moist book in a girl's bathroom* Imma take this
  • Harry: *ignores more murderous hissing*
  • Diary: hello friend no more sadness today
  • Harry: seems legit
  • Diary: here look at this memory I'm Tom Riddle
  • Harry: k
  • Memory: *happens*
  • Harry: boi why da fk you lyin
  • Hagrid: *is taken to Azkaban because we needed to introduce it for the next book*
  • Harry and Ron: *follow spiders*
  • Spider dude: We do not speak the name of the giant snake in your pipes now excuse me while my children murder you
  • Car: *is real hero of the story*
  • Hermione: *is petrified*
  • Harry and Ron: Shit
  • Hermione: *has clue casually hidden in her hand but takes weeks to find*
  • Harry: ohh it's a Basilisk dats why I can hear it
  • Ginny: *is taken*
  • Professors: *finally give a shit*
  • Lockhart: lol nope
  • Harry: lol yup
  • Myrtle: yah that sink with the snake on it. I mean, it would've been helpful to tell you about it before but whatever have fun
  • Harry: k thx
  • Myrtle: Harry when you die you should stay in here and fuck me
  • Ron: bye bitch
  • Harry: *hisses*
  • Draco: *in dungeons* *gets boner*
  • Chamber: *is opened*
  • Lockhart: I LOVE YOU HARRY! I mean- *coughs* say goodbye to your memories imma just take credit for your stories like I did for erryone else
  • *uses Ron's broken wand* *hits himself* *cavern collapses conveniently blocking Ron and Douchehart on one side and Harry on the other*
  • Ron: lol rip
  • Harry: k bye
  • Ginny: *is almost dead*
  • Harry: shit
  • Tom: *is hot* *appears menacingly*
  • Harry: sup Tom wanna help
  • Tom: lol nope *takes Harry's wand*
  • Harry: Bruh give me my wand
  • Tom: Snakey go kill this twelve year old
  • Harry: *runs*
  • Snake: *is blinded by random phoenix*
  • Harry: *stabs snake with magic sword* *gets bit* *stabs book*
  • Ginny: sup omg Harry that look like it hurts
  • Harry: *gives speech*
  • Fawkes: *cries*
  • Harry: yay I'm healed
  • Fawkes: gets them past all the boulders magically
  • All: *are free*
  • Dobby: *socks are lyfe*
  • Harry: *roast*
  • Credits: *roll*

I just realised

the concept of the heart of the cards is that when you believe in your deck/monsters, you get rewarded by drawing the card you need to win

so in DSOD the last thing Yugi says before passing out is “I believe in the heart of the cards” and then Atem descends in all his glory and wins the duel

so basically

the heart of the cards

rewarded Yugi for his belief

by giving him what he needed to win

Atem

why is this movie causing me so many emotions

because that’s what Yugioh does to me, that’s why

° ✧ REVOLUTIONARY GIRL UTENA PROMPTS.

❛ But what I’m doing now is taking back who I used to be! ❜
❛ I came to save you. I came here to meet you. ❜
❛ I must do whatever the winner of the duels tells me to do. ❜
❛ If it’s for someone you love…how you feel about others doesn’t matter. ❜
❛ You keep lying to yourself for as long as it takes. ❜
❛ I feel it’s hard for me to deal with a place where there are so many people.  ❜
❛ People find it hard to doubt those they’ve fallen in love with. ❜
❛ They can’t even imagine they’re being deceived and used. ❜
❛ I am a doll with no heart… ❜
❛ I thought that no matter what befell my body, my heart wouldn’t feel the pain. ❜
❛ I don’t want to look at the real stars. ❜
❛ You really don’t know what’s happened, do you? ❜
❛ By all means, stay in this cozy little coffin. ❜
❛ No matter where you are, I’ll find you for sure.  ❜
❛ I used to think that sincerity was valuable… ❜
❛ The star that was originally an angel, but chose to become the Devil. ❜ 
❛ If you won’t defend your precious things, people will take them from you. ❜
❛ Believe in miracles, and they will know your feelings. ❜
❛ I loved the look in your eyes when I hurt you. ❜
❛ I suppose you have no choice but to revolutionize the world. ❜
❛ It’s that memory that’s been supporting you up until now. ❜
❛ You stand here before me because of the illusion you’ve created! ❜
❛ At that time, at that place, who was actually there and who was not? ❜  
❛ Eternity means lasting forever, right? ❜
❛ I wonder if the flowers themselves are happy, being forced to last so long. ❜
❛ Eternity doesn’t exist in this world, does it? ❜
❛ It’s just that one could think that a heart that longs for eternity is beautiful. ❜
❛ Do you suppose happiness is something close to us, after all? ❜
❛ What a coincidence. That tea is poisoned too. ❜
❛ I’ve betrayed you all along. ❜  
❛ For a moment…you looked it. ❜
❛ That may be, but we, we are leaving on our own free will. ❜
❛ It’s a big mistake thinking you’re the only one who can turn into a car! ❜
❛ But that’s the sort of person who receives miracles. ❜
❛ Perhaps geniuses are incapable of human emotion. ❜
❛ But was that really such a good idea? ❜
❛ Am I wrong? In the end, you and I are the same. ❜
❛ That’s what allows you to enter the dueling arena!  ❜
❛ Only those with beautiful memories are allowed to wish. ❜
❛ That sort of sacrifice is what is always demanded. ❜
❛ I always thought you were stronger than anyone… ❜
❛ I’m the one who’s always been there in her heart! ❜
❛ Yet I have no problem taking him from you. ❜
❛ You must hate me for what I’ve done. ❜
❛ I want everything to disappear! ❜
❛ It’s like something was stolen from you and made you a coward! ❜
❛ Without a care in the world, flaunting the power you all were born with! ❜
❛ I can’t just ignore everything that’s happened. ❜
❛ What I want is to surpass everything. ❜
❛ I want to become like him. I want power like his. ❜
❛ We should all just hurry up and forget all this. ❜
❛ That’s how the world works. ❜
❛ But sincerity by itself changes nothing. ❜
❛ I’ve taken enough risks to buy the power to change the world. ❜
❛ Dresses don’t go with swords. ❜
❛ Now it’s my turn to go. ❜
❛ This is…this is…I know this! ❜
❛ But…I’ve seen this before. ❜
❛ Why does she fight on? ❜
❛ Don’t you think this is strange? ❜
❛ Somehow, they all start to look the same, and that frightens me. ❜
❛ Girls are…in the end girls are all like Rose Brides. ❜
❛ So don’t be afraid of this world where we’ll meet… _________! ❜
❛ Open your heart and talk to people, and anybody would accept you, I’m sure. ❜
❛ I don’t want the power to revolutionize the world. ❜
❛ Even if I’m not worthy of you, please, be with me for at least this instant. ❜
❛ God made both men and women, because that is the most ideal combination. ❜
❛ I already took mine off. ❜
❛ Because I love him…because I love my brother! ❜
❛  I don’t know what it was, but if something was taken from you, then take it back! ❜
❛ I always thought you were stronger than anyone…and yet now you seem so weak. ❜
❛ I’m the one who’s always been there in her heart! I’ve beaten her in the end! ❜
❛ The way before you has been prepared. ❜
❛ Ancient creatures died and left naught but fossil fuels, like coal and petroleum. ❜
❛ Without that sacrifice, our present energy civilization would not exist.  ❜
❛ I know that you’re the same as myself.  ❜
Prize  [ E.P ]

Hiiiiii! Yes, I’m back and I’m not dead lmao I’m so sorry for not having anything up in so long. 

Also, this is my first piece of writing for Narnia that I’m going to be posting on this blog and I’ve been wanting to do this for such a long time but I’ve finally gotten around to actually doing it. The whole Narnia series (books and movies) holds such a large part of my heart to itself and I’m really excited for more of these to come!

Pairing: Edmund Pevensie x Reader

Summary: Edmund challenges reader to a friendly duel. Reader is a fighter but only so in hand to hand combat because of a large dislike for sharp objects. The winner gets a prize from the loser at the end of the match. (Lmao I suck at summaries oops)

Word Count: 1350

Warnings: None, really

You stare at the sword in your hand, contemplating your next move. Should you take him up on his offer to a friendly duel or should you return to pretending to read while watching him train on his own? By no means are you unable to fight because you have always been more than capable to do so. But merely in hand-to-hand combat. Swords and bows and arrows and whips and all were never correct for you – they just never worked well with you.

That, and you have an undying fear of things with sharp edges just like this one. 

“Are you afraid of hurting yourself with that sword in your hand, love?” Edmund smirks, “Just like last time? When you managed to half-impale your own forearm?”

“I’m not afraid of hurting myself, Ed,” You roll your eyes. If it weren’t for the fact that he was the one who’s unknowingly stolen your heart, you would have not even thought of saying yes to the fight against him. But you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front the man you had grown such strong feelings for. 

“Then why are you not accepting the challenge, Y/N?”

“I–um,” You stuttered, not wanting to admit your dislike for swords. After clearing your throat, you blurt, “I don’t like sharp objects, Your Majesty.”

“Is that all?” Edmund chuckles at your teasing use of his title, “It’s merely a friendly duel. I won’t let you get hurt, if that is what you are afraid of.”

With a sigh, you nod your head as if to tell him that you will. He sends you a small smile–one that’s barely there. It’ a smile that few get to see but it’s a smile that many remember. Edmund hands you a sword, his eyes running across the armory as he readies his own. You flash him a mischievous smirk, swinging your leg out to hit his calf lightly. You decide it’s time to toughen up and use the bloody sword.

“Hey,” He says, his eyes looking into your own as he quickly moves out so that your foot never touches his calf. Edmund’s orbs glisten with a sense of cheekiness that you knew could only mean he was enjoying this more than he should. “Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

You roll your eyes at him, watching as he swings his sword around twice before he pushes it forward. You quickly move to the side, watching as the tip of the sword pierces the air beside your shoulder. As quickly as the first, Edmund strikes at you once, the clash of your own sword being heard throughout the silence of the armory.

It’s difficult for you not to just stop what you’re doing and stare at him as he moves. In your eyes, there is nobody that holds more beauty than Edmund Pevensie. His raven hair falls over his eyes, a slight blush on his cheek from training for so long before now.

“If you cut me with that sword of yours,” You mumbled, loud enough for him to hear you as you both repeatedly swing at each others with the freshly sharpened weapons. “My veins will haunt you. That’s a promise.”

This time it was Edmund’s turn to roll his eyes.

“Honestly, you’re kind of weird.” Edmund grunts, blocking another one of your hits. His eyes meet yours once more, his gaze piercing your own through the gap between your swords.

“Took you long enough to figure that one out,” You smile. This time your leg actually hits his calf with so much force it sends him to the floor. It was a simple trick (if it could even be called a trick) that Edmund would have seen coming if you were anyone else. But he had his guard down more than his usual. “I mean, really Edmund, we’ve known each other for years!”

“And yet this is still the first time you’ve managed to have almost beat me,” And he pounces back up, quickly swiping the side of your sleeve with the end of his sword. You glare at him as he twists the sword out of your hand, causing it to fall to the floor beside your feet before he’s holding the tip of his own at your neck with a devious smile playing on his pink lips. “I win.”

“Bloody hell, Ed,” You groan, picking up your sword and handing it back to Edmund to put it away safely. “You could have at least let me win. Just this once.”

“Maybe next time. But,” A sly smirk crosses the King’s face as he steps toward you, crossing his arms over his chest. “What do I get for winning, hm?”

You open your mouth as if to say something but you abruptly shut it, holding a single finger up at Edmund’s face before you run to the bag of vegetables that you had picked from the garden. You pull out a carrot, quickly running back to your closest friend with the orange vegetable in your hand.

“Here.” You stick the carrot in his face as if forcing him to eat it right then and there. He just stares at it with an eyebrow raised before he lifts his hand, grabbing the carrot in his hand. His expression is unamused yet amused at the same time, his eyes scanning the carrot as if it were a clue to some long unsolved mystery. But really, it was just a carrot.

“A carrot?”

“Yeah,” You nod, jutting a thumb behind you in the direction of the gardens. “The salads they grow in the garden are really good. The carrots are especially scrumptious, I bet you would love this one.”

“Do I look like a bloody rabbit?!” Edmund exclaims. He quickly regains his more senseful train of thought, his eyes falling back to yours.

“What? Do you not like it?”

“I mean I–yes, I like it. I love carrots.” Edmund trips over his words, not wanting to offend you in any way. Truthfully, Edmund hates carrots. 

“Oh,” You smile. “It just seemed like you didn’t–”

“There was just something else that I had in mind, that’s all.”  And taking advantage in his sudden boost of confidence, he pulls you into his chest, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with the softest touch his fingers could manage.

Both you and Edmund don’t fail to notice the speed of your individual heart rates increase from the proximity and you silently hope that he can’t hear the beating of your heart because of how close you are. He bites his lip once he notices the blush that tints your cheeks. In fact, you were pretty sure they’re on fire.

He touches his forehead to yours tenderly, his hand loosely placing itself on your warm cheek. The feeling of his thumb caressing the soft skin sends shivers down your spine, your breath quickening as his face slowly grows closer to yours. You can feel each and every one of his breaths on your face which you found seemed so very intimate for someone like Edmund.

He looks to your eyes for permission, silently learning the answer you choose to give him. Edmund notices your eyes already falling to his lips. He shuts his eyes, his hold on you growing tighter and more intimate than ever.

And within seconds his lips are on yours.

The kiss starts of slow and gentle but it soon turns towards a more heated and passionate direction. His lips are as soft as clouds against your own lips, sending small shockwaves through your bloodstream and you could feel in every inch of your body, exactly how Edmund the Just feels about you.

He pulls away much too soon for your liking, once again resting his forehead against yours.

“I loved the carrots,” Edmund says, his chest rising and falling as he regains his breath from the kiss that has left him panting more than any war that he has fought. “But that kiss was a prize that I liked much much more.”

the resolution of our elements

As the Iron Curtain falls across Europe, Erzsébet, the Nation State of Hungary, struggles with losses and loneliness. When an old friend suddenly returns into her life, she must grapple with the push and pull of the two dueling souls that abide in her heart.

Alternatively: When all is stripped from you, your titles, your achievements, your friends and your loved ones, who are you?

art by @orangeplaneta​, beta by @221bdisneystreet

She rolled to her side to face him. He did the same. The moonlight traced his outline and she supposed he looked about twenty; she herself must have appeared no older than twenty-three. If she were being completely honest with herself, she might have even considered him handsome. Though his figure had become striking—high cheekbones, a straight and even nose and a hard, sinewy frame as strong as it was fast—there were whispers of adolescent softness in his smooth cheeks.

[…]

There was a space between them, but she was close enough that she could feel the warmth coming off his body.

“Have I ever told you that I genuinely like you, Zsóka?” Gilbert asked.

She hummed. “Been a while, I think.”

“Well, I do. You’re spitfire and daring, and I’ll walk into Hell on my own, swear to fucking God, if I see you as anything else in our miserable little lives.”

Chapter 3 | From the beginning

please be advised that this chapter has some heavy and contentious arguing towards the end. It’s the 50s and everyone’s at an 11

i like to think about seto and anzu becoming weird friends who don’t necessarily like each other (bc seto is annoyed by her outlook/attitude, and vice versa) but they deeply respect each other and root for the other person to succeed. what do you mean anzu’s ballet company received an anonymous donation for $3mil? anzu gets in fights with people who say stuff like ‘kaibacorp’s switch from military-industrial to gaming was a bad business decision,’ she’s like yOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, IT’S BAD FOR BUSINESS BUT IT’S GOOD FOR THE HEART!! when there are dueling events at kaibaland and anzu attends as yuugi’s guest, she and seto give each other the Look (chin up, a narrow glance from head to toe and back) and then the short Nod, ‘i respect you a lot but stay the fuck over there,’ and then seto gives her VIP access to all of the rides and when jounouchi’s like ‘i see kaiba, i’m gonna photobomb his fancy press shoot’ anzu grabs his collar and keeps a firm grip. leave that man alone. i have negotiated a truce

Duel//Alec Lightwood Imagine

Being new in the New York Institute was a hard journey for you.Especially being away from your parents and your friends.But when you were leaving your instute,it was the best choice for you.Ever since you came to the institute,you’ve been training days and nights.

Little did you know,the eldest Ligthtwood was watching in every single training you were doing.He always came out of nowhere whenever you were done training,like he knew when you’d wrap it up.

He was always walking in when you sat down,talking to you,telling you to come to diner,or how you been doing.

Jace was constantly talking about how much he liked you.Even his sister was sure that he has a crush on you.You weren’t that sure.You just thought that he was just being friendly,and that was natural.

But that one day,when you were training boxing with the sandbag,you realized the head behind the training room’s door’s window.And you stopped hitting the handbag and held it.You suddenly recognized the black hair,and the rune on that person’s neck so you looked closer.The person looking immediatly kneeled.But you came even closer and opened the door and saw Alec Lightwood kneeling under the window.He stood up fastly.

‘’Oh,i dropped my stelee.There it is.’’He said holding his stelee.It was obvious that he didn’t drop anything but you went with it anyways.

‘’Yeah.’’you said turning your back to grab your bag.

‘’Have you trained with a partner before at New York Institute?’’He asked chasing you to where you’re going.

‘’I haven’t!’’You said turning to him.You were amazed by the idea of training with a partner because you were trainning with a partner constantly when you were in your Institute.

‘’Do you want to?Together?’’

‘’Now?’’You asked pointing the ring.

‘’Yeah!’’He said walking up to ring,and you followed him.

‘’Here we go.’’You said throwing a punch that supposed to hit his chin but he grapped your wrist and pulled you so you can’t move.You used your right leg to kick him,and he tottered,you used that as an advantage.Then you used your elbow to punch his stomach.The only thing you noticed that he never tried to hit you he just defended himself.You always saw him hitting in a duel but he didn’t even try to hit you.When you tried to punch him again he held your wrist and pulled you closer to him.

Then you stopped trying to hit him.

He stopped trying to parry your moves.

The only thing you were hearing was your heartbeat,his heart  beat and the way you two breathe.

He looked at your eyes for a good 30 seconds then looked at your lips.Then,he smashed his lips into yours.After a moment of shock you responded to his kiss.The kiss was soft enough to make you blush.He let your wrists go then you put your arms on his shoulders and he put his hands on your waist.

One of the best moments of your life.The first kiss you shared with your boyfriend for 4 years.And now,fiancee.

Not your Fault

Hey guys! Here’s the first of my New Years’ Writing Binge, and my first request for Avatar. Enjoy!

Warnings: Angsty Zuko, cheesy as all hell, and very ‘wish fulfillment.’ (come on, who didn’t want to tell Zuko this stuff as a kid?) Also this one’s a little short.

Outside your tent, the fire had burned down low and sullen, and its quiet crackle was the only sound you could hear in the Gaang’s camp. You didn’t know how many of the others were actually asleep, though. In just a few days, you’d go your separate ways for the invasion of the Fire Nation and Aang’s (hopefully) defeat of Fire Lord Ozai. As a non-bender, you’d be going with Sokka’s team - but you weren’t worrying about that. You’d been in plenty of battles leading up to this. No, it wasn’t the fighting keeping you up. A lump formed in your throat.

You’d have to leave Zuko alone to fight Azula. 

You rolled over and sighed, just a little too loud. From one of the other tents, Sokka grumbled. “Go to sleep!”

You giggled for a second, then stopped. Someone was getting up. You listened carefully. Was it Aang? There was a crashing sound, a very loud curse. Not Aang, then. Then, the whoosh of fire-bending. Zuko.

You rolled to your feet and scrambled outside. “Zuko?” you hissed. “You okay?”

He muttered something under his breath, but when he turned to you, his face was calm, if a little sullen. “Fine. Go back to sleep, Y/N.”

“Ha! That’s likely,” you murmured, and came to sit beside him. He’d restarted the fire, and was sitting dejectedly on one of the earth-benches that Toph had shaped earlier. “What’s up, Zuko?”

He didn’t answer for a while, just poked at the fire and watched the sparks burst into the sky. “It’ll never be enough,” 

You waited, listening to the sounds of night, for him to elaborate, but he didn’t. “Okay…what won’t be enough?” you prompted.

“Me,” he said miserably. “I’m not. I wasn’t enough for my father and no matter how much I do to help the Avatar, it’ll never repair the harm I did as his enemy.”

You said nothing for a bit, your heart sinking. Oh, no. While you might be known among the Gaang as the one who gave the best advice, it never seemed to help with Zuko. Still, that didn’t mean you couldn’t try - you’d gotten his story in bits and pieces, tiny scraps of his past revealed in moments like these. You shifted on the bench to face him better.

“Oh, Zu,” you said sadly, taking his hand. “Okay, yeah, you did some bad stuff. Who hasn’t? You’re not perfect, but you’re trying. That’s all anyone can do, their best.”

He swallowed so hard you could see the movement in this throat. “It doesn’t matter what you say.” His voice was rough, harsher than he meant it to be. “You don’t know how hard this is for me. I betrayed my uncle, and my father -”

“Your father’s a lousy sack of dead fish,” you interrupted. Usually you tried not to do that, but it always made you so angry when he talked about the Firelord. All that talk about wanting to regain his honor - all he wanted was his father’s love, and that horrible cretin couldn’t even give him that. “No offense, but he challenged his own son to a duel. He burned you, Zu. A good father doesn’t do that.”

Zuko made a strangled sound in his throat; he was starting to learn that, but new knowledge hurt sometimes. His shoulders hunched inward, and your heart bled for him. You reached out a hand to his shoulder. “You’re not a bad person, Zuko. You’re not a perfect angel, but nobody else is either. And what happened with your dad? That is not your fault.”

He jerked away, muscles tensing. “Not my fault? I should’ve -”

“It wasn’t your fault,” you said firmly. “Not in a million years.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, but then let his shoulders slump down. “I -” He choked off, and ran a hand through his silky black hair. “I know that. In my head, I mean. I’m trying to really know it, but it hasn’t exactly sunk in.”

“And that’s okay,” you told him. “I know what you mean, but if you keep telling yourself what you know in your head, eventually your heart will catch up.”

He dropped his head in his hands and sighed. “Thanks, Y/N.”

You grinned. “No problem, Zu. That’s what I’m here for.”

He glanced at you out the corner of one scarred eye. “You’re really good at this, y’know that?”

You shrugged. “Thanks. It’s kinda my thing.” You paused, and one lone thought flitted across your mind: now would be the perfect time to kiss him.

No! You couldn’t do that to him, so soon before the battle. And what if he didn’t even like you back? Your stomach twisted in knots, staring at the firelight flickering over his beautiful face. 

“Well,” you said finally, standing off the bench, “big day tomorrow. I guess I better…” you trailed off, heartbeat speeding up. He’d grabbed your wrist, and his golden eyes were looking up right into yours.

“Don’t leave,” he whispered. “Please.”

“Zuko…” You swallowed and blinked. “I -”

He stood slowly, never taking his eyes from yours, and came closer, closer, closer to you. He gave you all the time in the world to move away.

You didn’t. Softly, hesitatingly, he brushed his lips against yours with a tiny thrill like honey and sparks in your chest. And then he broke away, and didn’t say a thing. His eyes met yours once again, asking their wordless question. When he spoke, his voice was husky. “If we win?”

When we win,” you said fiercely. And even though everything in you was telling you to stay, to be close to him, you stood and turned your back, and went back to your tent.

Soon, you told yourself. Soon.

Satan and Me, Natan. T, All of the Feels™

Summary: She loves him, and he’s gone and got her dead.. Natan. 1600 words.

(the last update fucked me up and i need them to be okay)


He’s failed her.

She told him she loved him – loved him, how long has it been since someone loved him – and now she’s dead, all because of him. Dead and in Hell, and there’s nothing, no one, who can bring her back.

“I’m sorry, kid,” he says, over and over. She deserves better than this, better than him, god, she’s just a girl…

Then Death shows up, and strikes a bargain.


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skyisthelimit112  asked:

Okay I'm not usually an AU person but I literally just spent the last hour and a half going through your TTC tag and my heart is currently a puddle of goo but also a mass of throbbing pain how dare you take me on such an emotional roller coaster. (But actually I will never get enough of bb Yami/Atem, what have you done.) I do actually have a question though - so bb Yami can see/summon duel monster spirits? Any of them? And they're corporal? How do his other monsters interact with him then?

Spirits aren’t corporeal unless they’re in an area of high spiritual energy, or unless they were strong to begin with. Bb Yami can see and interact with spirits because he’s a spirit himself, just with a corporeal body. He can touch them and they can touch him. Supernatural creatures often visit him out of curiosityand a certain magician makes sure that they don’t harm him in any way. 

He has the ability to summon Duel Monsters, but only low level ones. It’s very rare that he can summon high level monsters, as it takes a lot of power and concentration to do so. He tends to use Kuriboh on any of his attackers/kidnappers.

There are exceptions to this summoning rule, there are strong Duel Monsters that come to him with little effort. 

But this is more because they want to, rather than bb Yami’s ability to summon them. 

Not Even The Galaxy [Gray]

Originally posted by clubeskimo

Artist: Gray | Word Count: 1.635

Have some fluff and a bit of jealousy from the biggest Star Wars fan in AOMG HAHAHA there will be some tiny spoilers ahead for ‘The Force Awakens’ movie. Hope you’ll like it:)

***

“Hey babe, why don’t you come here and join me?” Your voice managed to fight the beats that surrounded the living room and you saw Sunghwa perk up from his seat, “You’ve been in the studio since this morning.” Then there was a sigh coming from the black haired man, as he continued to mess with the musical instruments in the makeshift studio in the apartment.

“Just one more minute love, I’m starting to feel the beat,” There was a tint of tiredness in Sunghwa’s voice, causing a frown to etch on your face, “You should go and sleep, I’m sure work has been tiring for you.” This time it was you who huffed in annoyance, because when Sunghwa was too engrossed in his work it would have been hard to get him away from it. It was like his ass was glued to the chair with superglue.

“But HBO is going to play Star Wars in 10 minutes! And it’s their first screening for ‘The Force Awakens’,” There was a small smirk on your lips as Sunghwa finally turned around, his eyes showing inner confliction inside of him, “Don’t you want to watch it again with me? I also made popcorns as well.” And bribing the man with food was all that you needed for Sunghwa to step away from the studio, as he made his way to you and hugged your body close to his.                      

“You always won over me (Name),” Sunghwa chuckled, causing a smile to appear on your lips, “Come on, let’s go and watch it.” You held his hand and lead him to the sofa, where there were throw pillows stacked on it alongside a huge blanket. The bowl of popcorn was set on the coffee table in front of the sofa, waiting to be devoured.

The movie played five minutes later and you secretly watched Sunghwa’s eyes glow in excitement, as he sat comfortably while leaning forward slightly, focusing on the movie even though he already watched it. Soon you found yourself laying your head on his chest when Sunghwa’s high went down, with the blanket giving you warmth and the popcorn bowl on top of your crossed legs.

Rather than paying attention to the storyline like your boyfriend, you found yourself watching the details of every CG effects and also the actors and actresses. Movies would always make you gush in amazement, because the editing could make one’s imagination into realization. And the face of every actor and actress were so different, you found the uniqueness in their facial look and expression intriguing.

“Daisy Ridley really fits the character, her acting is spot on and she really portrayed Rey’s character well,” Sunghwa only nodded as you started rambling, his right hand moving to take a fistful of popcorn from your lap, “And her chemistry with John Boyega really shows, the both of them really made their new character interesting!” And your boyfriend nodded again, but you were used with Sunghwa being like this whenever he was too deep into a film, so you continued giving comments about the actors and actresses.

“And the guy who played Poe Dameron is really cool as well! What was his name again? I think his name started with Oscar?” There was a slight discomfort in Sunghwa as he gave a glance towards you, whose eyes were locked with Poe Dameron’s scene on the screen, “And he’s not that tall, yet he gives off this cutie vibe.” This time it was you who were oblivious to Sunghwa’s huff as the man rolled his eyes at you, and a small fire started in his heart as he shifted in his seat.

“What about the guys from the First Order then?” Sunghwa asked, his voice coming out like a spat more than he liked it to be, “What’s your thoughts about Kylo Ren and General Hux?” And you answered his question without looking at him, as the movie rolled to the scene where Kylo Ren took off his mask.

“Physically speaking, Adam Driver is very tall, and he looked much like a gangster since he’s very buff under those robes. And his face is odd— a good kind of odd— and it’s unexplainable but it makes him look kind of scary. He’s towering but packed with muscles and a ferocious face, I’d probably faint if I were Daisy during their light saber duel.” You finished the comment with a laugh, but in Sunghwa’s eyes you seemed like you were sending googly eyes to the actor who played Kylo Ren, which seemed to boil something in Sunghwa’s heart.

‘You’re just tired, dumbass,’ Sunghwa thought in his mind, although it didn’t help with the discomfort that was growing bigger inside him, ‘She’s just giving her two cents on the movie, no need to be so worked up.’

“And the actor who played General Hux! He played the chill Bill Weasley in Harry Potter, and to be honest it’s quite the shock watching him scream about ending the Republic and destroying planets. Honestly he fits the role pretty good, he’s shockingly good playing such an evil character. And there’s this grace in his steps and how he carry himself, which really suits someone who is an important general. These two evil characters are amazing. J.J Abrams really did a fantastic job on this movie.” At this point, Sunghwa was fuming with anger, yet he tried his best to look blankly to the television, although his fists were clenched and his jaw was tightening.

“Then why don’t you date someone like any of them?” The fury inside of Sunghwa snapped without him having control over himself, as the words that had slipped out of his lips were of declaration for war, “You could have gone for someone who’s cute, or maybe a tall hunk, or go for a ginger head instead!” He had moved from his seat to glare at you, feigning a look of hurt and from what you could see in his beautiful brown eyes: jealousy.

Never have Sunghwa gone mad like this after you spoken your opinions, he would either nod off as a silent agreement or put his own opinions for you. But from how he looked so riled up, from how his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes looked like he had been betrayed, you may have gone a bit too far. Hell, you did go too far, and what’s worse is you went too far on his favorite movie, out of all the movies in the world! You could only stare at Sunghwa in agape, because the sudden change of situation still took you aback.

“I didn’t mean any of it! You know I never take these opinions seriously,” You started to talk, the nervousness seemingly clogging you to speak, “I just like to take in how every person in movies look very different from each other, how they can somehow merge with their characters, and how the uniqueness in them adds up to the perfectness of the movie! I only like them because they are all so exotic, and I don’t even love any of them.” Somehow hearing your reassurance dimmed the fire in Sunghwa’s heart as he sat silently, suddenly feeling lost in himself for his foolish act.

You took his silence to scoot forward, leaning in to gently cup Sunghwa’s face in your hand, making him take a good look at you. He looked so distraught, realizing that there really was no need for his outburst, but you found the jealousy that sparked inside of him was cute. It brought a smile to your lips and soon a giggle followed suit, although Sunghwa looked like he was about to faint because of embarrassment.

“It’s really cute when you get jealous like that babe-“

“I’m not jealous!”

“Well, whatever you call it,” Sunghwa’s cheeks were flushed pink as he lets out a groan, “But there’s really no need for that. I mean, sure they were hunks or cuties, but in my eyes you’re the perfect one here. None of those top class actors could beat you. So your outburst just now was really cute, but don’t ever doubt my love for you, okay?” You playfully ruffled his hair and grinned widely, as you kissed his nose and made the man flush brighter.

“I just- I really didn’t know what gotten over me (Name),” Sunghwa sighed, finally admitting in his heart that he was indeed jealous, “I could never be like them, you know? I’m too old to grow taller and I can’t even get as buff as Jay.” You sighed, since you’ve seen the damage you made had made him self-conscious of his own body.

“I never cared about your looks when I fell in love with you! Your handsome look was a bonus for me, I guess,” The both of you cackled into laughter hearing this, “But I fell in love with your heart, and please know that I won’t even trade the galaxy for you Sunghwa.” Somehow hearing your reassurance was a great way to calm him down, as he felt butterflies fill his stomach. And hearing yourself saying such a cheesy line made you blush yourself.

“Well I’m glad I’m dating a princess and not someone from the First Order,” Sunghwa leaned in to capture your lips in his, although you were smiling in the short kiss, “Like, wouldn’t it be a forbidden love if someone from the First Order dated a Resistance member?” You could only shake your head, because the Star Wars references were getting a bit too much for you.

“Why don’t we get back to the movie? It’s getting to the fun part.”

“But everything in the movie is the fun part!”

“Sure it is, you dork.”

The Battle of Hogwarts- Draco x Reader

“I’m going to take you to Hogsmeade one day.” Draco Malfoy said laying on the lap of his girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N. The two met every night in the astronomy tower. She, a muggleborn Hufflepuff and he a pureblood prince. Y/N looked up from her book laughing. “ Oh could you imagine the scandal? I can hear it now ‘ Pureblood prince spotted with mudblood girl. His father will hear of this!’” Draco bursted into laughter. “ I can’t believe I ever said that!” Y/N wiped tears from her eyes. “ You did and you a hundred percent meant it.” He looked up at her gentle eyes. “ You and I will go hand and hand and we won’t care who’s watching.” Y/N smiled and kissed him gently. “ Deal.”

That was years ago. The two were standing in Hogsmeade but, not as a happy couple. The cobblestone streets full of happy childhood memories was empty of all life. The dementor’s black aura hung in the streets. Y/N steadied Draco’s quivering hands. The two ducked inside Honeydukes. They headed swiftly towards the passageway. This was how Y/N smuggled supplies to Dumbledore’s Army.

Y/N and Draco watched as tired and terrified students shuffled down the hallways. “ Clear.” Y/N whispered opening the statue. Draco grew nervous knowing his old classmates would be here. He was the traitor of Hogwarts. The room of requirements opened slowly. Students were scattered around the room in makeshift cots. “ Y/N!” A familiar of Y/N’s best friend Neville Longbottom welcomed her. But, once students caught the gaze of Draco was the calm was gone. The entire room lifted and pointed their wands at Draco. “ Stop! Stop! He’s with me!” Y/N yelled running in front of Draco. “ Why the hell should we trust this bloody traitor?!” Seamus Finnigan yelled covered in cuts and bruises. Draco’s heart sunk. He’s right. Why would these people trust him? He helped make all of this possible. “ He is with me! If you want my help you will at least give him a chance!” Y/N uncharacteristically spat back at Seamus. Neville turned to the students. “ You heard her! Wands down! We got more important things to do then bicker amongst ourselves.”

Draco sunk down the wall watching Y/N mending other students. This was it. He couldn’t avoid the fighting anymore. He wanted peace. Peace from war and peace of mind. Y/N laid a soft hand on his cheek. “ Are you alright?” Y/N asked with a weak smile. “Promise you’ll stay with me? I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt.” Y/N sat beside him. “ We’ll be together…are you sure you’re going to be able to fight…them?” At once Draco knew what she meant. He knew these death eaters. Some of them were his own family. “ If it’s between my life and theirs i’ll choose my own.” Y/N nodded. She laid her head on Draco’s shoulder. Both of them enjoying the last moments of peace.

BANG! The sound of old stone walls crumbling. The corridor where Y/N and Draco first met was full of crumbled stone. Y/N brushed plaster and stone out of Draco’s now disheveled platinum hair. “ Are you alright Lovely?” Draco asked inspecting Y/N for signs she was hurt. “ I’m alright-” BANG! A spell cast sent the ceiling crashing down.

Draco slowly opened his eyes. Feeling a warm wetness he placed his hand on his pale forehead. Blood. He looked around still in shock. Stones piled high covered the corridor. The only thing Draco could hear was the ringing sound in his ears. Then a moment of clarity. Y/N. He scanned the hallways. Through blurred vision he couldn’t make out another person. “ Y/N?! Y/N!” Draco staggered upright. “ Draco! I’m on the other side!” Draco looked through a small opening to the other side of the wall of debris. Y/N beautiful H/C hair was now stained with blood. “ Listen to me Draco, we’ll meet near the grand hall.” Y/N said with noticeable fear in her shaking voice. “ No, you’ll be sent into the heat of this mess. I’ll just pull out some rocks-” “ No! What if it collapses and kills us both. I’ll be okay. I promise.” Draco knew he had no choice. “ You better live! I’ll have no one to go down the aisle with!” He said in a joking tone hating to see Y/N so distressed. “ You won’t have to! See you on the other side.”

Draco weaved in a out of terrified students heading to the brunt of the fighting at the grand hall. Death eaters hurled their spells at him. Nothing could phase him. Get to Y/N and get there alive. Finally after an unexpected duel ended in his favour he arrived at the Grand Hall. Draco scoured the grand hall occupants.Y/N was nowhere to be found. Fear gripped his heart. I knew I should have just destroyed the rubble or made her wait there while I went around. Draco thought panicking. Suddenly a flash of H/C hair grabbed his attention. “ Draco!” She yelled. Her usually comforting E/C eyes full to the brim with tears. For once in his life Draco didn’t care what the world expected of him. She was alive. She was here.

Y/N nearly knocked the air out of Draco when she ran into his arms. “ Are you alright?! Does anything hurt?!” Y/N nodded burying her head in his chest. She was okay. A blur of black appeared behind Y/N. The unwelcome face of Bellatrix Lestrange stared back of Draco. He flashed back to the moment to where he found Y/N being tortured in his family home. “My, Mr Malfoy. The mudblood you stole from me eh?” Bellatrix asked in a mocking skrill voice. Draco pulled Y/N behind him and drew his wand. “ Oh you’re brave now I see. Wanting to hurt your auntie because I played with your toy without asking? How childish.” Bellatrix laughed. Y/N shivered at the laugh. “ Leave us alone.” Draco said staying firm arms up shaking. Bellatrix began to laugh then catching the two off the guard with a curse to the their feet. Narrowly dodging Y/N managed to stun Bellatrix. She grabbed Draco’s hand. “ Run!”

The two managed to catch their breathe hiding in a empty classroom. “ Are you alright?”Y/N asked gently touching his warm cheek. “ I’m as good as I can be.” Y/N nodded. The two sat under a desk. “ This was our history of magic class. Do you remember passing notes to one another?” Draco smiled slightly. “ I do. When no one was watching I passed you love letters. It was the only class we sat near one another.” Y/N smiled remembering the shy boy passing her a letter in class not being able to wait till night fell where they could meet to talk to her. “ Lovely…if the opportunity arises that you can be spared and I can’t. Please promise me you’ll take it.” “Draco-” “Please. Promise me. I just need to hear you promise.” Y/N looked at the ground. “ I promise. But, you have to promise you’ll live so we can get married like you promised.” Y/N could barely finish her sentence without choking on tears. “I promise. Now lets save our school.”

“ Harry Potter is dead!” Those words made Y/N shake and shake even harder hearing the gut wrenching cries of those who loved him. She stood watching Draco a few paces in front of her. She could feel his fear. Draco stared at the group of death eaters. There stood his parents. He could feel his mother’s heartbreak through her expressive eyes. Voldemort asked if anyone would like to change sides and join him. His eyes fell to Draco. Draco’s heart froze as the piercing eyes looked right through him. “ Mr Malfoy. You are free to join us. I know your parents would love to have you back by their side.” Y/N could feel Draco’s hesitation. “Draco!” His mother cried. The pain in her voice broke Y/N’s heart. In that moment Narcissa wasn’t begging as a death eater but, begging as a mother who would do anything to keep her son safe. Draco felt his heart tear into two. A part of him wanted to please his parents whom he had admired and loved his whole life. The other half wanted Y/N and himself to live together in peace free from the Malfoy family expectations. “ Well?” Voldemort asked impatiently. Draco looked back at Y/N. Her beautiful Y/E/C eyes begged him to stay.

He walked to Y/N’s side, Draco defiantly held Y/N’s hand not taking his eyes off of Voldemort. Y/N gripped Draco’s hand back and tried her best to be as brave as Draco was. “Draco-!” His mother begged before being cut off by her husband pulling her back into line with the other death eaters. “ Mr Malfoy has made his decision and the rest of you?” Voldemort asked frustrated at Draco’s betrayal. The students and teachers stood strong. Draco saw Harry breathe from the corner of his eye. He was alive. Draco made his way to the front of the crowd. Get Harry a wand. Y/N and the student boy watched as Harry began to sprint. Draco and Harry made eye contact. He threw Harry a wand and grabbed Y/N’s hand and began to run inside the school.

Draco was exhausted from fighting all night. He just wanted to go home. Y/N sat Draco down in the half destroyed classroom. “ Sit down you look faint. I’ll find you some water-” “ No. just please stay with me.” Y/N nodded and sat beside him. She gently prayed Harry would end this fighting. Her ears rang from the sound of curses hitting walls and people screaming. Then seemly out of nowhere. Silence. Y/N didn’t know whether to trust this silence. “ Voldemort is dead!” She heard a group of students down the hall. Y/N eyes grew wide. Was it over? Draco pulled Y/N and heading down the hall. Their they saw people crying tears of happiness and tears of grief. It was over. The fighting was over.

Y/N and Draco stood in the rubble that was the astronomy tower. Where the two secretly met every night, where they fell in love, where they shared their first kiss, where they laughed until they cried and, where for the first time in his life Draco felt truly happy. It was sad to see it gone. The two knew this would be the last time they would be at the tower together. Y/N reached out to hold Draco’s hand. “Are you ready to say good bye?” Draco asked. Y/N smiled. “ Yes, this place will always hold a special place in my heart. This is where we fell in love after all.” Draco laughed a little. “Where we broke about a thousand rules.” Y/N lay her head on Draco’s shoulder. “Now what?” Draco sighed. “ We go home. We help rebuild. We rest ,and most importantly we get married. But, first I wanna take you somewhere.”

Draco lifted his hands covering Y/N’s eyes. The two stood in the mostly empty streets of Hogsmeade. Y/N turned around giving Draco a confused look. “ Do you remember years ago I promised we would go to Hogsmeade together? We wouldn’t have a care in the world and we wouldn’t care who watched us. Well, I don’t know the next time we’ll be here so.” Draco extended his hand. Y/N giggled and grabbed his hand. The two walked down the streets of Hogsmeade together. The pureblood prince and his muggle born princess, without a care in the world. They didn’t care who was watching as long as they were together.

The Handling of the Egao Philosophy

I saw some people complaining about the “egao ideology” in Arc V, and while I did agree with some of their points about how it was handled in the show, I did disagree with the conclusion.  I’m not going to add to that post because I don’t want to tell anyone how to feel, but I did want to share my own feelings about the ideology as a whole, because I think it does different things for different people.

The major points that the post made was that the show seemed to flip-flop on whether it was pro- or against the egao philosophy at the beginning before becoming aggressively pro- on it at the end without considering the consequences.

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