an unfortunate accident

Hogwarts Headcanons No One Asked For

Shiro

  • muggle born
    • his parents were very proud of their son
  • the sorting hat didn’t even stutter when it called out hufflepuff
  • has a black cat named Mittens
  • he made the quidditch team as chaser in his 3rd year
  • prefect by 5th year
  • quidditch captain in his 6th year
  • headboy in his 7th year
  • he was reveered as the schools golden boy by the teachers
  • the students knew that he and matt were party/prank central
  • after he graduate he became an auror, but after and unfortunate accident three years later
  • he returned to hogwarts as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher
  • kinda wigged out by the fact he can see the thestrals so he avoids them at all costs

Lance

  • a born slytherin
  • his family are wizards going back for ages
  • ¼ veela
  • he has little grey rat named Sharknado 
    • Lance: people think sharks are all bad. but they’re not. that’s why i’ve subverted the genre with sharknado. if you want vicious go look at dolphins
  • he made the cut as a seeker in his 4th year
  • charming things to shift through the colors of the rainbow is just what he does (after he comes out he starts doing the bi flag)
  • a potions master
  • obsessed with mermaids and the great lake
  • he turned keith’s hair white for a prank and issued a school wide apology for how horrible it was
  • runs a club to advocate against shark culling

Keith, Hunk, Pidge, Allura, and Coran under the read more because this post is long.

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exchanges (m)

Summary: In which Jeon Jungkook is that friendly neighborhood superhero, you’re the face in the hallway that saved his high school career, and he can’t ever seem to get a grip around you. Even when he makes you scream after a fated accident—not for the reason you may be thinking; get the thought out of your head! 
Pairing: Jungkook | Reader 
Genre: Fluff/Smut; Spiderman AU 
Word Count: 14,838
Author’s Note: Honestly though, it was only a matter of time before I got around to writing a story like this. I am obsessed with Spiderman, so this might just be the foundational guideline for many future Jungkook Spiderman AU drabbles to come in the future. 

The story was also heavily inspired by this photo that made me cry for seven days and seven nights. +photo credit !!!!!!!

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(the present)

If Jeon Jungkook is against anything in his life, it’s one’s ability to exaggerate certain situations or problems to make those things seem much bigger than they probably were. Well, actually, take that back. It’s not that he’s against it per say, it’s just that his peer’s daily struggles of pop quizzes and missing the morning bus aren’t exactly headliner news—especially in comparison to what he has to go through.

Jeon Jungkook is against exaggeration, probably because he can’t get away with it himself. It’s not that he doesn’t like to exchange his fair share of embellished stories or fabricated events weaved into true experiences, it’s that he can’t afford to do so. Sharing stories of his nightly routines and dashing superhero adventures may seem great, but only if he could manage the burden of a personal life and a masked life intertwining.

As an 18-year-old boy, he can probably say it’s safe to assume that he cannot. Manage the overwhelming, opposite pressure both of his lives take him, that is. It’s difficult enough being a college freshman, a tiny fish in an ocean of whales and sharks, but throw in his late night Spiderman facade would be too much of a tale to share with other people and peers who probably ask too many questions and know too much about him. He’s never liked the exposure that comes with being in the spotlight, and he can’t hide behind his mask if people knew who he was.

Oh. Right. Speaking of his Spiderman facade, that’s who is he. Haven’t heard of him? You know, the dashing hero of Seoul, red and blue spandex attire with a web shooter, fine tuned senses and amazingly quick reflexes? The boy who swings around the city, volunteering for trouble and always coming out right on top? The boy who constantly maintains that casual, slightly amused tone throughout a majority of his rescues?

Yeah, well, that’s Jungkook.

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I wouldn’t be sure of that (Connor Murphy x reader smut!)

Hiii! I am back and with some good old smut! Thank you again for the response on my first post, it means so much to me!!! Also I got some amazing requests that I will start working on! Keep sending them in! Also there are some random parts about horses and cults, so just be warned hahaha.

Requested: nope
Words: 2,642
Warnings: smut!!! And some swearing. Also I forgot to write in protection :P, but if you don’t have protection no horizontal hula!


Sixth period was the definition of boring. The AP US History class was so dull that you had turned to contemplating how many horses it would take to make a horse cult. What was a horse cult? You had no idea, but you were dedicated to finding out during the hell which was called AP History. The only thing you had to look forward to was ‘Spa Day’, or ‘Spa Afternoon,’ with your friends. The monthly tradition was created after your friend Zoe had an unfortunate accident plucking her eyebrows. Let’s just say nobody looks good without eyebrows.
After that fateful day you, Zoe, and newfound friend Alana vowed that each month you would all spend time “treating yourselves.” This wonderful tradition switched between the three girl’s houses, and no matter where you were you always managed to laugh the night away, create weird face masks, and leave embarrassing texts to people you were too scared to talk to. This current month signaled that the sleepover would occur at the Murphy’s house, and although her parents were nice it meant running the risk of bumping into Connor. You didn’t have preconceived notions that other people had regarding Connor, but that was just problem. He fascinated you beyond anyone or anything, even more than horse cults. The lanky boy that kept his door closed at all times made you want to be brave, or at least brave enough to talk to him more in depth than you usually had.

You had known Zoe for around a year after changing high schools, and you had become instant friends. Alana had started helping you with your Spanish homework and soon enough all three of you would spend your lunches together filling out quizzes in teen magazines, and confiding in each other. Throughout your year long friendship, you had surprisingly spoken to Connor many times. When the school hallways became too overwhelming you would often wander into the school’s library and sit next to Connor. At first, he was hesitant to talk to you, fearing you were just another mean girl at school, but after some time it seemed as if he actually liked your presence, and that talking to you wasn’t that bad. This small friendship created between the two of you always seemed to sway on the line of flirtation, but no matter how many times you hinted to him that you liked him it always went right over his head. To say that it was frustrating would be the understatement of the year, and you couldn’t just bring it up with Zoe. Sure she was probably your best friend, but why bring anything up if all Connor saw you as was some friend.

“Connor’s going to have to drive us back home today,” Zoe said as you all stood by Alana’s locker while she put away a book.
“Wait, why?” you asked while fidgeting with the strap on your backpack.
“My mom’s with my aunt today so Connor drove me to school. Don’t worry though he promised me not to be 100% embarrassing,” she answered while reapplying her lip gloss. The three of you started walking towards the front doors of the school which seemed absurdly large.
“It doesn’t matter how we get there, besides I bet he wouldn’t mind if we started talking in the car, right Zoe?” piped in Alana.
“If that’s what you’re worried about y/n,” Zoe spoke as she slung her arm around you, “it won’t stop us from gossiping. Connor’s used to tuning me out so you can still spill all your secrets.” Alana and Zoe laughed, while your nervous laughter blended in. Together you walked to the school parking lot and looked for the familiar silver minivan that you were used to Zoe’s mom driving. Instead of Zoe’s mom you were used to, you saw Connor leaning against the minivan the family lovingly called “The Beast.” The three of you giggled at the unusual sight, but while Alana and Zoe might have been giggling about how funny it was, you were because of how good Connor looked. He wore his usual black shirt and jeans, but you could see bright yellow socks peeking out from under his jeans.
“Uhmm y/n?” Zoe asked laughing.
“Oh! Sorry I just kind of zoned for a minute,” Zoe looked at you with a slight smirk but didn’t say anything else as you all got in the car. You sat in the front seat, but only because you got motion sick and nobody wanted you to puke all over the car…again. As soon as Connor started the car Alana started talking a million miles a minute about somebody in here math class who she seemingly liked. You chimed in a few times, but mostly listened and tried to look at Connor without seeming like a stalker. The conversation then shifted to you, forcing you to be pulled back to reality.
“What about Shawn? He’s cute, and totally into you!” Alana said shaking her head.
“Shawn? I guess he’s cute, but I don’t like him like that at all,” you replied glancing over at Connor who was gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles had turned white, or at least whiter. His eyes were intense and he was staring at the road as if he had a personal vendetta against it.
“Will you all just shut the fuck up?!” Connor yelled. The car went silent as Alana and Zoe looked at each other in surprise. You on the other hand just stared at Connor.
“Are you okay?” you asked quietly. He didn’t respond and instead turned the music in the car up. You quickly glanced in the back seat where Zoe shrugged at you, while Alana tried not to laugh.
“Sorry,” she said between giggles, “I laugh in stressful situations.” And with that, the rest of the car ride was filled with Alana laughing on and off and some Bruce Springsteen.

After what felt like hours you arrived at the Murphy house. Zoe, Alana, and you all jumped out of the car and ran upstairs to Zoe’s room where you immediately started painting each other’s nails and failed at Pinterest hacks. Eventually, the sun went down and you all changed into pajamas. By 10’oclock Alana had crashed in her sleeping bag and was snoring what would be an obnoxious amount if you didn’t love her so much. Zoe on the other hand had a habit of saying she wouldn’t fall asleep early, but once again by 10:30 pm she was sound asleep on her bed. Although this might be annoying to others you didn’t really mind since they seemed like they needed sleep, and you never really fell asleep until much later in the night. Tonight seemed like one of those nights where falling asleep seemed impossible, so you decided to wash your face again, hoping that maybe the hot water on your face would make you sleepy. On the way to the bathroom, in what was a very dark hall, you started thinking about horse cults again , and if that could actually be a thing. Not even realizing where you were walking you opened the door at the end of the hallway, but the bathroom wasn’t there. Instead, you open the door to find a dimly lit room with Connor sitting at the end of his bed reading.
“What are you doing y/n?” Connor asked looking up at you with confusion written all over his face.
“This isn’t the bathroom,” you said trying to laugh it off, “I’m sorry about that. I guess the dark really turned me around.” You smiled at Connor before realizing you were awkwardly standing in his doorway in very short pajama shorts and a tank top with no bra on.
“I guess I’ll be leaving now. I don’t want to bother you or anyth-,”
“You can stay if you want, but I’m guessing that would annoy Zoe so…”
“She’s asleep,” you said quickly, “I mean her and Alana already fell asleep and I have trouble sleeping, so thanks.” You silently cursed at yourself for seeming so desperate, but Connor didn’t seem to mind so you made your way into his room. Connor scooted over on his bed to make space for you. As you sat down you took in what was happening. You were in Connor’s room. Connor. The boy who you’ve silently liked for months, and now you were sitting on his bed.
“So,” Connor said as he pulled his hair up into a bun, “you don’t like that Shawn guy?”
“What?  My gosh no. Why?” you asked aloud.
“I guess I was just wondering since he likes you apparently and Alana seems to think you two would be good together or some shit like that.” Now it was Connor’s turn to silently curse at himself.
“Well he’s okay, but I’m kind of into someone else, but that’s a little hopeless,” you answered trying not to look Connor in the eyes.
“Hopeless?” Connor said as he slowly scooted closer to you.
“He doesn’t like me like that,” you answered, actually looking at Connor this time. Your eyes flickered from his lips back to his eyes, and you were quickly aware that you were so close you could kiss him.
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Connor answered. In a single swoop he moved his mouth to yours and the heat that radiated off of him connected you together. With your lips connected you felt as if the two of you turned into one. All the anxiety of not knowing if you felt the same way slipped away as the rush of your soft lips against his own hit him. The intensity of kissing each other was more than both of you had thought possible, and the way you felt against him was something so incredible that Connor thought no words in the English language could explain it. Maybe it was the passion of the kiss, or maybe it was how intoxicating Connor was, but you wanted more. No, you needed more. With the thrill of Connor’s lips on your own you started to slowly, almost painfully drag Connor’s shirt off. Connor wasn’t as patient as you were and quickly pulled his shirt off lacking any form of grace. You lightly laughed in response but were quickly brought back by the sight of Connor in front of you. He was all you had ever wanted and there he was, with lanky arms, milky white skin, small tufts of chest hair, and he was absolutely stunning.
“Can I take your shirt off?” Connor asked with a slight quiver in his voice. You nodded in response as his cold fingers brushed against your sides as he pulled your shirt over your head. Connor took a moment to admire you and every line on your body. You wrapped your arms back around Connor’s neck as he wrapped his around your waist, bringing his hands up to your breasts. His hands were cold, but soft and gentle. You pushed your body against his this time, wanted to be closer to him. A low groan tumbled out of his mouth as you moved to straddle him. Your hands tugged at the hair in his bun, and he bucked forward bringing moans from both of your mouths this time. You quickly pulled away and gently tugged at his pajama pants. In a fluid motion, he flipped you so you were on your back and his arms on either side of you, seemingly protecting you from the outside world.
“Are you sure you want to?” Connor asked before going back to your lips.
“100% sure,” you replied smiling up at him.
“I’ve never really you know…uhmm…I don’t have experience,” he said trying to look you in the eyes.
“I don’t care, and we don’t have to do anything,” you said as you pushed a loose strand of hair behind his ears.
“I fucking want to, I just wanted you to know,” and with that he brought his lips back to yours. It felt as if all the oxygen was brought back to your body. Suddenly it felt as if there were too many clothes on. You started pulling down his pajama pants and Connor helped as swiftly pull them off and kick them to the floor. With his length free he tugged on your pants. You desperately kicked them off and Connor laughed. Expecting Connor to bring his lips back to yours you closed your eyes. Instead, you felt him slowly kiss down your stomach. Your breath hitched as he got closer and closer to where you felt your heat radiating. With his eyes looking at you he made his way to your core. You gasped and felt yourself grab at the sheets.
“I t-t-thought you said you had n-no experience,” you breathed out.
“There’s a thing called the internet.”
“Thank you internet,” you laughed, “as much fun as this is, I want you…now.” With that permission he brought himself back to you, hovering as you stroked his shaft.
“I’d stop that now if I were you, if you ‘want me’,” he said with a shaky voice. You slightly laughed and brought your lips to his once more. The feeling of him on top of you made you feel safe and at home, nothing nerve racking about it, instead it felt right. Connor positioned himself and slowly entered you. Moans slipped from your mouth and you could feel Connor shudder. Even in the moment of so much intimacy you couldn’t help but look at Connor. His eyes squeezed shut, hair tumbling out of the bun, the bucking of his hips that made you believe that there is heaven on earth. With each movement of Connor’s hips against you more and more pleasure surrounded you, and the noises coming from Connor’s mouth were enough to bring you to the edge. With the final thrusts Connor gave, you felt as if your body were on a high, and you knew Connor’s was too with his climax.
“My gosh,” he panted, “I think now would be an okay time to say that I like you a lot, shit maybe even love you.”
You laughed at Connor’s words, while he dramatically flopped down on the bed next to you.
“I like you a lot too. Hell I know I love you,” you spoke as you moved your head onto Connor’s chest.
“Good because I was trying to seem cool. I know I love you too.” And with that Connor put his arms around your bare body.
“I’m happy we’re on the same page.” You sat up and Connor tried to grab you in his arms.
“I’m only putting my pajamas back on so we don’t scar Zoe,” you said trying to find your clothes in the dim light.
“Well, I found my shorts.”
“Just take my shirt and throw me my pants.” You made your way back to Connor’s bed, half dressed. You got back in his bed and he enveloped you in his arms.
“So I guess we’ll have to tell Zoe,” you said with a nervous tinge in your voice.
“I don’t think she’ll mind, she’ll just be happy to see you more.” With that you nuzzled your head on his bare chest.
“Can I ask you something Connor?”
“Anything, I mean you’ve seen me naked, so anything.”
“If horses had cults what do you think they would do?”
“What the fuck?”

Marc-Andre ter Stegen via Facebook:

“I usually don’t post on social media when it’s matchday, but today is different. Tonight we play our first match of the season at the home. We are hosting our annual match for the Joan Gamper Trophy. It’s the 52nd edition of this trophy.

It’s a special match for many reasons. It’s the first time all our fans to see us at the Camp Nou this season. Here we’re excited introduce our squad and new manager, where we hope to see a full and loud stadium.

This year we play the Joan Gamper Trophy against Chapecoense. And for me, this is what makes it a special game to be a part of. It’s an honor. So let me explain…

I’m not sure if you remember or know their story, last year a very unfortunate event happened to this Brazilian team. Last November they had a plane crash in Colombia as they were traveling to start playing in Copa Sudamericana Finals. A chance for them to a big trophy. Other than playing in the first division, this would be their biggest achievement in their 44 year history. The game never happened.

71 people died in total on that flight, including 19 footballers. There were only 6 survivors, including 3 players.

It was a tragedy for world football and it touched the hearts of millions, including FC Barcelona’s and mine.

Since the accident, the support Chapecoense has received from all over the world has been amazing. And the speed it took them to rebuild their new team has been remarkable. From players offering to play for the club, to all the fans to all the help from football clubs and the organizations has been. In moments like these, we get to see the positive influence football has all over the world.

But it’s important to not forget what happened. Our stories of our past identify who we are today.

One of the survivors was their goalkeeper: Jakson Ragnar Follmann. He lost his leg due to this unfortunate accident and now is continuing his recovery with a prosthetic leg. This is now his right leg. I read that he has an ambition to represent the Brazilian Paralympic football team. I’m speechless. I can’t imagine what he’s been through, but after everything to then return carrying the desire to keep playing football really is incredible and brave. If this is his next objective, I offer him all my support and would really like to help if I can.

The second player is Alan Ruschel, he will play tonight, making his return to the Chapecoense team since the plane crash. He has recovered from spinal surgery - not something that footballers normally go through. This is a big brave decision that we should all respect greatly. And this is another very important reason why tonight is such a special game for us, the fans and world football. We won’t forget to applaud his performance.

And last but not least is survivor and defender Neto. He dreamed about the plane crash before happening. This leaves me lost for words. His recovery is going well and training each day, unlike Alan he is not yet ready to play. But that doesn’t matter, he’s a champion and to know about the steps he is taking to make it back on the field, as it’s both a psychological and physical, makes him a hero. If he can’t play tonight, I hope he can come back and play here one day in the future.

We hope to show a beautiful game tonight with the aim to bring smiles to everyone. Football has the power to bring happiness. We will all be thinking about all the players and staff who could’ve been here too tonight. This match is especially played for all of you and for everyone that represents Chapecoense on any level.

It will be an honor to play the Camp Nou tonight. See you there !

SOMOS TODOS CHAPE.

Associação Chapecoense de Futebol”

Make Out (Tom Holland x Reader)

Originally posted by parkery

Summary: When Tom and Harrison buy their new apartment… they end up moving into the Reader’s building. The Reader is ecstatic, being a huge fan of the duo, particularly Tom. They’re desperate to catch a glimpse of Tom, desperate to get his attention. And they sure do… although a series of unfortunate and embarrassing accidents isn’t the way they wanted to do so. 

Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader (romantic), Tom Holland x Harrison Osterfield (platonic), Harrison Osterfield x Reader (platonic) 

Warning(s): Vaguely described sexy dancing, swearing, embarrassment

Inspiration: Make Out by Rixton 

Word count: 865

A/N: I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I AM DOING THIS, TERROR IS COURSING THROUGH MY VEINS. Okay, now that that’s outta the way… I adore this song and Tom… so thought why not put the two together? Anyways, this is my first imagine in… awhile. The second one I’ve ever written, and the first one I’ve written on this blog. Please leave me some feedback! 

P.S I know I use the f-word a lot. Sorry. It’s just… ingrained into my thoughts now.


Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield had moved into the building your flat was in nearly a month ago. Initially, you were flabbergasted, and desperate for a sight of them. You adored both boys, even more so after the release of Spiderman: Homecoming… and just seeing them in person would surely put you on cloud nine. Mostly because you had the world’s biggest crush on Tom. You couldn’t have been more wrong. 

Three days after they had moved in, you had been cleaning around the window near your fire escape and accidentally knocked one of your many potted plants off of the windowsill. It fell several stories to the pavement below… and almost hit Harrison fucking Osterfield. Both boys had looked up, clearly startled. You squeaked and promptly ducked back inside, face tomato red with mortification. You sunk to the floor and buried your face in your hands, heart pounding wildly. You’d almost killed one of your favourite celebrities! God. How could you be that stupid? Had they seen you? It had felt as though Tom was looking right at you…You shivered at the thought.  

Then and there you vowed to never do something like that again and to never say a word about it, were you ever to bump into them. Unfortunately, the Universe had other plans for you, and that was only the first of many embarrassing incidents involving you and Tom Holland. 


The next… escapade occurred roughly two weeks after the “Deadly Potted Plant Incident”, as your best friend had dubbed it through a fit of giggles the very night of the tragedy. You were returning from the library, a mountain of books stacked in your arms. Most were for research purposes, but a few were pleasure reads, and you were quite excited to look at every single book. The lift hadn’t been working the past few days, so you had to take the stairs. Misfortune, it seemed, was following you everywhere these days. 

With a soft sigh, you started to climb, arms awkwardly positioned to keep a grip on the stack of books. You made it up two flights of stairs before disaster struck. You couldn’t see very well with all the books in the way and thought that there was another step when there actually wasn’t… you lurched and tumbled to the ground, books skidding across the landing every which way. 

“Oh, fuck,” you whined, pushing up into a standing position, your bum going out, wincing as you straightened your knees. You gently rubbed at your knees, hissing at the pain, still bent over. There’d be some lovely purple bruises tomorrow. Fantastic. Someone had cleared their throat, startling you into making a rather undignified noise and somehow flailing your way into falling again. This time on to the landing. Smack on your ass. And of course- because the Universe hated you- It was Tom fucking Holland

“Hey… are you alright, love?” He asked gently, squatting down in order to be eye-level with you. Your eyes went wide, cheeks warming significantly. God, he was so pretty up close… You opened and closed your mouth a few times, probably looking like a fish… of fucking course now was the time your voice chose to take a lunch break. After a few painful minutes, you were finally able to speak… and that made things even worse. 

“No!” You squealed, scrambling backwards on all fours, “I almost killed Harrison with a potted plant last week and now-” You cut yourself off, gasping. You’d specifically told yourself never to mention that if you met Tom! God, you were such a mess! You quickly gathered your books and somehow sprinted up the stairs. Once you got into your apartment, you threw yourself on the couch, moaning over your embarrassment. Only you could mess up this bad. 


The third incident happened the next week. You just couldn’t catch a break. You had, by this point, lulled yourself into a false sense of security. You hadn’t seen Tom or Harrison since the “Book Bumble Of Utter Humiliation” (okay, so you’d practically run away whenever either of them spotted you) and everything else in your life had been going pretty well. Your favourite professor had asked to keep one of your essays to use it as a future example. 

You had just returned from grocery shopping, headphones in and two bags in your hand. The lift was finally working again, so you walked in. Your favourite song of the moment came on before the doors closed. Things had been getting better… you hadn’t had any more… eventful encounters with your famous sort-of neighbours. You could just… let go and dance to your favourite song, right? You put your bags on the ground, hips already starting to drop and move with the bass. Seconds later, you were full on dancing as though you were in a club. A bright smile bloomed on your face as you spun around slowly, circling your hips, hands in the air. 

You hadn’t noticed that the lift had stopped… but you did see the doors opening over your shoulder mid hip-roll. And there, in all his lazy Sunday afternoon glory, was Tom Holland, mouth hanging open. Oh shit.

To be continued…

I’ll Help

Fandom: Marvel/Avengers

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: Periods

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: Sometimes you wake up and there’s blood and the last thing you expect is Bucky to want to help rather than simply be grossed out

Notes: Because I, and other vagina owners, sometimes just want a guy who isn’t freaked out by periods but rather wants to help and make sure you’re okay.

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Hunter Part One


Description: Assassins!AU; Private clients, high-profile targets, big payouts, underground layers - all part of the job when you’re a hitman in Kim Taehyung’s empire.


Genre: Action and smut (18+)

Word Count: 7.5k

Warnings: Jungkook’s POV, no reader insert, violence, character deaths, derogatory language, MAJOR BDSM themes (bloodplay, cumplay, knifeplay, breathplay), mentions of necrophilia. 

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED. I’m not kidding.

A/N: Here it is! Please understand, again, that this is not going to be a lighthearted fic. This will be intense, with dark themes, and will include death. To a large degree. I’ve planned a whole AU around this, so please do not ask me to insert something you want or complain that so-so isn’t how you would do things. I do hope you enjoy it. :) If it’s not your cup of tea, ah well.

Thanks to @ellieljade for inspiration, beta-ing, and making my lovely banner. :)

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Theory: The Cervello were never Varia or Millefiore aligned. They were always a part of the Giglio Nero.

subtitle: I will give all the female characters in this series the love and thought they deserve and Amano can meet me in the pit 

As a recap, the Cervello are a group of mysterious women that show up three times within the series. Two of those times, they (or another person) claims that they will act as impartial judges for the current shounen fighting gimmick. Their supposed impartialness is debatable, but not in the way you might think. 

The first time they show up is during the Varia Arc, shortly after Xanxus almost blasts away everyone and Iemitsu gets the (fake) letter from the Ninth. They claim here that they’re an independent group directly reporting to the Ninth, to which Iemitsu and Reborn seem dubious because they’ve never heard about it. However, in the end, they still act as judges throughout the entirety of the Ring Battles including at the end when they pronounce the Varia as disqualified and hand the victory over to Tsuna and Co. 

What is particularly interesting, however, is the conversation at the end of the battles when they announce that news and speak with Xanxus. 

  • Xanxus: Happy your prophecy came true?

To which the Cervello reply… 

  • Cervello: I’m sorry, sir, but this was neither our wish nor a prophecy we made. 

Now, needless to say, while I can only follow the wording of the translator for these scenes, it’s intensely interesting choice of words. A “prophecy” is a prediction, but it is a word that is associated with the mystical and arcane, seeing a result that others can only really guess at. Xanxus isn’t accusing them of planning against them, because that’s like plotting the weather- a prophecy simply sees the clouds forming and hears the approaching thunder. 

In turn, they deny that they explicitly wanted this, or that it was a prophecy they foretold…. but they don’t exactly deny it was prophecy. 

What I think happened here was Xanxus calling the Cervello out. For all they might have acted like it, treating him and the Varia with deference, the Cervello were never truly on the Varia’s side. The Cervello were working for an outside cause; Xanxus simply mistook it as one similar to his own (or perhaps always knew but his pride assured him that his Varia would win no matter what). By making a jab at the idea of prophecy, he’s saying he knows who the Cervello are truly aligned with. 

Now. Let’s think. In the world of KHR, is there anyone to which prophecy- a mystical act of seeing the future- is relevant to…?

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The Only Exception (Part 7)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 4,190 (sorry)

Warnings: language, mentions of injury, mentions of trauma, some confrontations, Sam being precious, reader self-reflection, mentions of threats, creepy emails

A/N: Guess who’s back…back again…Reader decides to take control of her life and do what she thinks is best. I really liked this part. That’s probably why I went a little crazy.

Part - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8

Originally posted by a-small-independent-princess

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You Can’t Protect Me From Everything // Shawn Mendes

Authors Note: So this here is a combination of “Can you do one where Shawn breaks up with y/n because she been hate getting on and after a couple of days she was up I to the hospital because (idk whatever you are comfortable with) and Shawn found out from the the internet and went to drive over there because he still loves her and they get back together” + “can you do an imagine where y/n is roughly 2/3 years younger than shawn ? ((shawn 19, y/n 16))” 

Warning: Y/n talks about self harm and I would also like to mention that she’s angry about it and her views on it does not mean they’re mine or the right view


“I think it’s best if we didn’t see each other for a while,” Shawn mumbled stroking my back softly as he held me in his arms. I froze, the words ticking over in my head. He wanted to break up. 

“What?” I ask, trying to sound strong but my voice quivers. I sit up on the couch, pulling away from his touch and turning off the TV.

“I just think that its time that we had some time apart, know what its like to not have each other,” I try to hold his burning gaze but his words feel as though they’re slicing me apart and I look away. 

“Am I not enough for you anymore?” I ask, my fingers sliding the dainty, gold ring Shawn got me for my birthday in a nervous manner. 

“You’re just young Y/n and I thought it would-” 

“So that’s what this is about,” I hiss, Shawn looking shocked at my sudden anger.

“What? No I’m just-”

“You know I don’t care that your fans think I’m too young for you,” I state, crossing my arms over my chest as if to keep the frustration at bay.

“I know you don’t baby but,” He trails off, trying to catch my eye.

“If I can deal with it why can’t you?” I whisper, the anger giving way to a hollow like feeling.

“I don’t want you to have to deal with it!” Shawn shouts, suddenly standing up. He walks out the room and after a moment of shock, I follow.

“What do you mean?” I ask, nerves on a high. I’ve never seen Shawn so angry in the 8 months that we’ve been dating. He’s leaning against the sink a glass of water in his hand.

“I hate coming to see you and seeing tears in your eyes that you so desperately try to hide but I know, Y/n, I know that they’re from the hate. That the fans can’t take me being 19 and you being 16,” He chucks the glass in the sink, the sound of the glass hitting the metal harsh against my ears.

“I won’t go on it anymore,” I say gently, approaching him cautiously. 

“I don’t want you to have to cut off social media just because of me, this is why I didn’t want to tell everyone about us,” His anger seems to turn on me.

“Shawn,” I gasp, recoiling back. 

“But you kept asking me, Shawn lets just tell them, Shawn I don’t want to hide,” He mocks me, my irritation growing. 

“I didn’t want to hide my relationship. I have every right to tell people that I’m dating you and show everyone how much you mean to me,” I snap, slamming my hand on the counter.

“Why couldn’t we just keep it between us though? Why are you so desperate to tell people?” He mutters, striking a nerve. 

“You were asking me to go places with you that were deserted so that no one would see us and post about it on social media. When we would go out to the movies or dinner, I had to put a meter between us so it looked like we were just friends hanging out,” I turn away from him, not wanting him to see my tears. 

“I was proud of our relationship and to hide it like that, made me feel like… like you were ashamed of me or something,” 

“With an age gap like that,” I hear him say so quietly that I thought I imagined it but when I turned around, facing his icy gaze, I knew he said it.

“Fine,” I sob, voice cracking. “I see how you really feel. I”ll leave,” I don’t look at him as I grab my coat from the counter, chucking it around my body that felt so cold all of a sudden. 

I didn’t look back at him as I walked down the hall to the front door, pulling it open and standing out in the frosty air. 

When I did look back, I saw him standing there still, starring at me with an unreadable expression until the door closed and I could no longer see him. No longer see an us.


It was like I couldn’t feel anything. As if my whole body was numb to everything. I layed in the small single bed, the bland white walls starring back into my face as I looked at nothing in particular. 

I didn’t want to be here, I so desperately wanted to be anywhere else. I bring my hand up to move some hair that fell in my eyes and the stinging pain brings my attention to my arm. The plate. The blood. My Mothers horrified expression. They all come flooding back and I look away.

I was washing the dishes when I accidentally smashed a plate. I must admit however, my actions were governed by the anger from Shawn’s quick dismissal of our relationship. 

I remember the pain in my arm, the sharp cuts that appeared; completely by accident. Unfortunately however, because of my relationship ending only a couple days before, apparently that gave me a valid reason to harm myself. 

When my Mum walked into the kitchen, her gaze locked on the water stained red with my own blood and a broken piece of the plate in my hand she immediately thought the worst. Not once did she give me a chance to explain that it was an accident, instead rushing me to the hospital where I’ve been for the past 2 days, under constant monitoring. 

I sigh, turning the TV off, finding no interest in the cartoon that was playing. The silence allows me to hear the just audible voices outside my room.

“I just want to see her,” a male’s voice says, and I sit up straighter. Shawn.

“She’s very tired, sir,” A nurses voice replies and I roll my eyes. I was fine and in need of food other then what they served at the hospital. 

“Can I have just 5 minutes, 5…please,” I hear him beg. The door opens, the creaking sound alerting me off someones presence. 

“Miss, you have a visitor,” My nurse tells me, and she allows Shawn to walk past her, closing the door after him, leaving him and I alone together. 

I don’t say anything. Simply stare at him as he runs his gaze over my body tucked into the sheets, the bandages wrapped around my right arm from my wrist to my elbow. Up to my face where it lingers, reading my expression.

“How did you-”

“Don’t say anything,” He snaps, moving forward to sit next to me in the seat beside my bed. I close my mouth hastily.

“Why would you do this to yourself?” He murmurs, running a finger over the bandage. I roll my eyes, knowing he thinks I cut myself, just like everyone else.

“Do you know how hard it was to find out my girlfriend cut her self and to not hear it from you but from online?” He asks, voice full of exasperation and something else, maybe hurt… fear? 

“Ex-girlfriend,” I utter. An awkward silence fills the room and I don’t dare meet his eyes. 

“I was on this afternoon,” he begins and I stare at the vase in the corner of my room filled with blooming violets. 

“I saw so many tweets with your name and self harm and I just… I felt my stomach drop,” His voice lowers to a whisper. “I didn’t want it to be true, to find out that my girl hurt herself because she couldn’t handle what she was feeling,” 

I stay silent still, listening to his soothing voice and allowing myself for one moment to believe we were still together. 

“I saw pictures that some fan account had tagged me in and it was of you getting rushed into the hospital. I called your mum- which by the way, she is extremely unhappy with me, but I found out it was true and you were here,” he sighs rubbing his eyes tiredly. “Why Y/n?”

I look at him, seeing his normally sparkling brown eyes, dull and red.

“I was washing the dishes.” I start, finally finding someone who would listen to my side of the story rather than my mothers who was abrupt and panic filled. “I was so angry with how things ended and then I remember slamming the plate down a little too hard and it broke- the glass cutting my arm. Before I had time to clean up my Mum walked in and she thought I cut myself because of what happened with us,”

He looks at me, shocked. “You didn’t purposely cut yourself?” He asks, a serious expression masking his face.

“No- everyone just thinks I did,” He reaches out, wrapping me in his arms.

“I was so scared that you meant it,” he murmurs into my hair before pulling away. 

“I would never Shawn,” I tell him, his hand gripping mine tightly. A silence falls over us and it reminds me of the sharp words he chucked at me. I tug my hand out his grip, coughing awkwardly.

“I um,” He says softly. “I didn’t. I want. I..” He stutters, not knowing what to say.

“I’m sorry I pressured you into telling everyone about us. I wouldn’t have if I knew how much you didn’t want to,” I mumble, pulling a loose thread in my blanket. 

“No, baby, I wanted to tell everyone as well,” He rushes to say, alarm filling his eyes. “I just, I read some of the hate you got and it was so awful. I felt so ashamed of having these people who said the most disgusting things to you as my fans and I wanted to protect you from it,”

“You can’t protect me from everything Shawn,” I tell him, brushing back a piece of hair that fell on his forehead up out of his eyes.

“You didn’t deserve what they were saying and I thought the best way to stop it was to break up with you. That was the worst decision of my life,” I tighten my hold on his hand.

“I can agree with that,” I hum, smiling at him.

“Everything I said was just a lie, I knew the only way for you to agree was to hurt you. I hated saying those things to you and seeing the look on your face when I said them,” 

“I want you to know that I don’t care what they say or how many years older you are then me,” I say, and he kisses my knuckles softly. 

“I’m sorry,” He mumbles, and I pat the space on the bed next to me, letting him sit next to me. “I really don’t care how old you are. Actually I love that you’re younger then me. Gives me more of a reason to want to protect you,” he kisses my forehead softly

“Good,” I smirk at him and he nudges my shoulder with his own.

“So does this mean we’re an item again?” he teases, his eyes twinkling.

“Depends,” I grin.

“On what?” 

“You’re going to have to face my mothers wrath,” His face paled. 

“Give me strength,”

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anonymous asked:

What if James Potter didn't reach Snape on the night of the prank? What happens next?

He was taller than he’d been when he left last summer, and his slim bare feet poked from the bottom of the bed, the hospital sheets barely covering his supine form.  His dark hair was splayed across the starched white pillow, and his black eyelids fluttered in his sleep.  He mumbled on occasion - his pale lips barely moving, his newly deepened voice murmuring softly, and his hands grasping anxiously at his coverings.

She toyed with the frayed edges of her robes until his large roughened hand covered her slender fingers.

“Stop that, love.”

“I can’t…”  Despite her best effort, her voice shook.  “I can’t, Toby.”  She glanced at her husband, his jaw still set in a grimace. He looked formidable, but she knew Tobias Snape better than any other, and his eyes betrayed his fear.  Although his frightful temper commanded respect in the backstreets of Cokeworth, Hogwarts was a very different world.  

Still, Tobias Snape was no coward.  His arm tightened around his wife’s shoulders.  “He’ll be right, love.”


“Now, I think we both know-”

Eileen’s voice was like steel.  “I want to hear you say it.”

Dumbledore faltered, his half smile almost slipping, but then he composed himself.  “My dear-”

“She’s my dear, not yers,” Tobias said, rising from his seat to stand in front of his wife.  “An’ I know yer can do all sorts with that stick, an’ Lord knows, I know yer ain’t scairt of me.  But if our lad deserves owt from all this, he at least deserves that you say it.  To his mother.”  He moved to Eileen’s side, and glared at the older man, his eyes as dark as his son’s.  “Say it.”

“…it was an unfortunate accident.”

“You did not know, perhaps?” Eileen stared levelly at her old Transfiguration teacher.  “No. Of course you knew.  And the rest of the staff, they knew as well, I assume?”

“The boy deserves an education.”

The fury built inside her. “At the expense of my son’s life? Didn’t you have a responsibility for his education as well?  For his wellbeing?”

Dumbledore polished his glasses.  “It was an accident.”

Tobias balled his fists and shoved them deep into his pockets.  “If it were an accident, then how can yer promise it ain’t gonna ‘appen to anyone else’s lad, eh?  Yer ain’t gonna ‘ave any other parents in ‘ere, apologisin’ to ‘em?  Not that yer’ve apologised ter us yet, might I add.”

“It is unfortunate, but ultimately, Severus shouldn’t have been-”

“I’m not listening to this,” Eileen said, standing, and looping her arm through Tobias’.  “I am not listening to you blame my son for you inviting a dangerous werewolf to live at this school.”

Dumbledore moved swiftly in front of the pair, blocking the exit from his study.  “I must assure you, had my precautions been adhered to and acted upon, there would’ve been no harm-”

“Tell me this,” Eileen hissed.  “How did my boy know where to look?”

“I believe…”  Dumbledore took a deep breath.  “I believe the boy confided in one of his housemates.  The folly of youth.  And I believe one of the other housemates led your son into danger.”

“Sirius Black.”  Her accusation was swift.

Dumbledore twitched.  “And tell me, Madam Snape, what makes you suggest Master Black?”

“I know you think that we’re…”  She halted, gripping Tobias’ arm more tightly.  “Because we live amongst the Muggles, because Tobias here is a Mugg-”

“I do not hold such prejudices.”

“Our lad talks,” Tobias said, softly.  “Not often. Not much.  But he mentions ‘em.  And that’s enough for us to know, yer see.  Coz if yer dunner mention much, an’ when yer do, all yer say is Sirius Black this an’ James Potter that, then yer know.”  His voice grew in volume.  “So if his mam knows, an’ I know, then you lot ‘ere must know an’ all.”

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anonymous asked:

who are the characters from your apocalypse animatic?

they’re originals from a one-time comic i made a year ago, based on the song Eat Your Brains!

the zombie’s name is Fin, and in the apocalypse plot i’d set up he was one of the first alpha tested virus containers. while he can control a hoard to some degree, most of his abilities lie in the fact that he still retains a large majority of his humanity and cognitive thinking

the human’s name is Darwin. during the first breakout he and his wife Tani fled their hometown with a group of survivors, and during an unfortunate accident Tani was eaten alive while Darwin was left to watch. stricken with grief, Darwin attempted to commit suicide and discovered a haunting revelation; when bitten, he cannot turn, and after suffering death there is an allotted amount of time where he can be revived by a bite. this is why he has so many bite scars. 

the two of them do come across one another at some point and Darwin, ever the survivor, strikes a deal with Fin that they may travel together and outlast the wasteland long enough to find answers for the both of them; why was Fin a part of a government funded operation regarding viruses, and why is Darwin the only one so far known to them that can’t turn?

Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - April 7th, 2017

Originally posted by mariechapuis

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! Click on the titles to get the links! They are posted in the order I read them. 

What She Had To Do by @wherethereissmoak - Post-5x18 fic. I wanted to explore what Felicity was thinking a bit in the episode and why she wasn’t there with Digg when he talked to Oliver. And then of course, I couldn’t leave it at a sad point so I had to add some future spec. :)

Olicity 5x19 Drabble by @laurabelle2930 - Oliver and Felicity have a very important conversation 

Hold Me Closer by @jsevick - A lovely 4x09 moment

Time Will Wait for No One multi-chapter by @sentence-fragments Oliver and Felicity are blissfully happy together until a cruel twist of fate sinks the Queen’s Gambit while Oliver and his father are on their way to China for business. Oliver miraculously survives, fighting every day to make his way back to her. He learns about some things that have happened in his absence and decides to stay away. Until he doesn’t have a choice.

Time for a Story multi-chapter by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances. Totally catching up - I’m on Ch 126!

Therapy by @geneshaven Oliver seeks therapy post 3x23

Every Step of the Way by longlivefelicitythequeen - Things get heated when Oliver tries to stop Felicity. Based on the promo for 5.19.

The White Queen by @felicityollies - How do you break a man that is already so very broken? You break the love of his life, of course. Very Dark.  

In Another Life (I Could be Your Man) multi-chapter by @angelicmisskitty - Their lives couldn’t be more different - and yet Oliver can’t take his eyes off the beautiful blonde woman that leaves the subway every morning at 7.43am. There is something about her that makes him look up every morning - something that also makes him aware he’ll never be good enough for her, or that she’d even notice him. He had no idea how much his life would change the day he rushed over to help her…Olicity AU - no Lian Yu, no saving the city (at least not in the way we know from Arrow :D ) LOVE LOVE, LOVE!

A Touch Unlike Any Other multi-chapter by @mel-loves-all Olicity Regency - The Earl of Archer out for the first time in a long time - LOVE THIS.

Those Eyes by @mr-and-mrs-queen - Olicity scene once Oliver returns from being tortured

A Little One Shot by @ruwithmeguys - Olicity face off with Chase

Autumn Dreams multi-chapter by @sadfangirl05 - What happens when recent college graduate Oliver Queen meets Goth Felicity Smoak? They fall in love, because of course they do. After a rushed elopement they’re quickly separated, but the paperwork was never filed.It’s 10 years later and they need to get divorced right away, as Felicity’s getting married…

Untitled by @dettiot - Felicity meets the star baseball player

Untitled by @dettiot - College AU. Oliver is on the baseball team and needs Felicity to tutor him to stay on the team.

Hidden Alleys by @adiwriting for Olicity Valentine’s Day Smut-a-Thon - Prompt: “I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”

Exposure Therapy multi-chapter by lilbluednacer - Oliver comes up with a creative solution to help Felicity with a problem. Falling in love with her wasn’t part of the plan.

Another Entry from Oliver’s Journal by @geneshaven - Oliver’s thoughts as written in his journal

Untitled by @dettiot - Oliver is a baseball star who thinks too much of himself and Felicity is the agent who has to rein him in.                                                    

Red Pens and Rescues by @tdgal1 - Picking up where 5x18 ends a look at what could happen

Pacing at Night multi-chapter by @walker-oliciter - The problem didn’t start when she first had a one-night stand with Oliver Queen. It didn’t start when she found out he was a ruthless Bratva Captain, nor did it start when her affair with him continued. It didn’t start when she realized she had a crush on him. No, it started when two tiny pink lines appeared on a pregnancy test.

Untitled by @dettiot - Oliver works in a sports bar and has a crush on one of his customers

To Sacrifice the Sun multi-chapter by @emmilynestill - Oliver and Felicity are ARGUS agents working on a mission in Mexico, the two share some very important history. LOVE THIS

Keep it Professional multi-chapter by @mogirl97 - Oliver is assigned to be Felicity’s bodyguard

Untitled by @dettiot - First meeting, Oliver hits Felicity in the head with a baseball with a throw or popfly gone wrong                                                        

Trust Me multi-chapter by @felicityollies - When a prostitute meets the perfect client, she has to remind herself that there’s no room for getting close to someone in her line of work.

Darling, kiss me slow (your heart is all your own) by @smoakingskye - A short drabble set sometime after the end of season 5 (probably) after Oliver and Felicity finally reconnect.

Untitled @eilowyn1 - Scene with Olicity shopping at Bed Bath and Beyond - BECAUSE it can be done brilliantly as seen here

Pieces of Always multi-chapter by @so-caffeinated and @dust2dust34 - Life continues after Forever is Composed of Nows. Ongoing non-linear collection of family moments for the Queens.

Picture Perfect multi-chapter by @thebookjumper - She’s not really sure what prompted her to do it.   Okay, that might be a bit of a lie.  Sure, she’s not completely positive of her reasoning, but she would bet Oliver’s fortune that it had quite a bit to do with the four empty bottles of wine littering her countertop and the three other women lounging around her apartment in various states of undress.She doesn’t want to be cute anymore.  She’s sexy and she’s going to prove it. SO AWESOME!

In My Daughter’s Eyes multi-chapter by @smkkbert - Oliver and Felicity are parents following a teenage pregnancy, they balance family life with school and I love it!

As Easy As Falling multi-chapter by @charlinert - Felicity has just received tragic news when she meets Oliver, I believe there is hope, highly recommend but you will cry but not every chapter!

Return to Me multi-chapter by @diggo26 - What would you do if you woke up tomorrow with the last 5 years of your memories gone? After an unfortunate accident, Oliver Queen must figure out his place in a life he has no memory of whilst his wife, Felicity, does everything she can to support him. With emotions, secrets and relationships pushed to the limits; will love and friendship be enough to turn back the hands of time?

Can Hell Be Heaven multi-chapter by @marytagus Felicity uses her hacker skills to protect Oliver from Prometheus and gets caught - Excellent!

Married by @geneshaven What would have happened, I wonder, if Cutter never showed up at the fake wedding?

Bound to You multi-chapter by @bindy417 - Felicity is an ARGUS agent and Oliver with the Bratva but they met long before that! This story gives the past and the present.  

Return to the Den of Snakes multi-chapter by @dmichellewrites - Team Arrow and Flash’s joint mission marked their second trip to Markovia. Dimitrij Lazarov Jr., the brother of a foe these heroes had faced once before was seeking revenge not on solely Oliver, but all who chose to help him. It was a vendetta against both Oliver and Barry, three years in the making. They return to the den of snakes, which leads them back to Castle Wallenstein. Love is in the air for Oliver and Felicity. Friendships are stronger than ever, but which two will fall off course from their groups?

The Story Writes Itself  by @geneshaven - How an episode of Arrow is created

A Cure for the Cold by @it-was-a-red-heeler - A glimpse into Season 6

Falling for an Angel multi-chapter by @missafairy - What happens if an angel falls from the sky? Oliver Queen is a respected club owner in his hometown - Starling City. His life abruptly changes when one night he finds a beautiful girl claiming to have fallen from heaven. With her wings tucked into a jacket he helps her navigate her now human life while trying not to fall in love. Nothing can go wrong even if she drinks all of his coffee and cries in the shower, right?

Teddy Bears and Lullabies by @emmilynestill - John Diggle was not ready to forgive Oliver for what he had done to his family.  He didn’t care how many incredibly thoughtful gifts with accompanying heartwarming notes arrived for his daughter every Monday afternoon.  In fact, the whole thing was starting to make him rather grumpy. But this, this last gift might push Digg right over the edge.Set between Arrow Season 3-4, but now Season 4 Cannon Compliant

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - May 5th, 2017

Originally posted by im-a-blue-boy

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them.


While You Were Sleeping multi-chapter by @lou-lou26 - Felicity Smoak, an IT expert at Queen Consolidated, has a little bit of a crush on her boss, Tommy Merlyn. The problem? He doesn’t know she exists. After she saves his life, Felicity is mistaken for his fiancee as he lies in a coma. Suddenly thrown into the welcoming arms of the man’s family - The Queens, Felicity soon finds herself falling in love with his brother, Oliver. But when Tommy awakens, Felicity also finds herself in the worst predicament of her life. http://archiveofourown.org/works/3286841/chapters/7172570

Time for a Story multi-chapter by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances. http://archiveofourown.org/works/3912157/chapters/8757172

Head Wounds by @spaztronautwriter - After being attacked in the bunker, Oliver and Felicity agree to go to the hospital to have their injuries treated http://archiveofourown.org/works/6104462/chapters/23843427

Shoulder to Shoulder by @geneshaven - Felicity and Oliver teach each other new skills https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/160102649084/shoulder-to-shoulder

Heart is Open by @foreverfelicityqueen - Post 5x20 fic - So Beautiful http://foreverfelicityqueen.tumblr.com/post/160104917701/heart-is-open

Return to Me multi-chapter by @diggo26 - What would you do if you woke up tomorrow with the last 5 years of your memories gone? After an unfortunate accident, Oliver Queen must figure out his place in a life he has no memory of whilst his wife, Felicity, does everything she can to support him. With emotions, secrets and relationships pushed to the limits; will love and friendship be enough to turn back the hands of time? http://archiveofourown.org/works/10536999/chapters/23265480

What Oliver and Felicity Did That Summer (5x20 Speculation fic) by @chronicolicity - Vodka. The Bunker. Oliver and Felicity. Salmon ladder challenge. Felicity can’t get back down again, and Oliver volunteers to help. Cue the moment from Crazy Stupid Love after the Dirty Dancing lift, and stuff happens. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10757205

Exclusive by @dmichellewrites - Oliver, Felicity, and Thea do a photo shoot for a local Fortune 500 magazine called Strng. Take a behind-the-scenes look into their day, and read about exclusives into their ever-changing and busy lives. Felicity talks Queen BioMed’s merger with Wayne Enterprises and more. For the first time ever, the First Couple of Star City sets the record straight on rumored pregnancy news. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10756215

Room in Your Heart for More multi-chapter by @wherethereissmoak - Army vet Oliver Queen returns from overseas to find out that he has a 5-year-old son. He is fighting for custody, but is struggling to prove he is a fit father. It’s especially hard because he really has no idea what he’s doing. By chance he meets single mother Felicity Smoak, who swoops in like an angel to help him become comfortable in his role as a father. Felicity is recovering from her a recent trauma, and as a vet Oliver is able to be the support that she needs. Together, they learn to open up their hearts in ways they never thought possible. I ADORE this story! http://archiveofourown.org/works/10700583/chapters/23700948

I Don’t Know Where to Go From Here multi-chapter by @bri617aroundtheworld - Oliver and Felicity meet again more than a year after their break-up, only to find out some shocking truths that make them quickly realize not everything about their split was quite as black and white as it seemed at the time. They both have to reevaluate their past choices and make a decision for the future. But does it change anything? Can they find a way to come back to each other or did they destroy their relationship for good? http://archiveofourown.org/works/10693167/chapters/23682246

In Another Life (I Could be Your Man) multi-chapter by @angelicmisskitty - Their lives couldn’t be more different - and yet Oliver can’t take his eyes off the beautiful blonde woman that leaves the subway every morning at 7.43am. There is something about her that makes him look up every morning - something that also makes him aware he’ll never be good enough for her, or that she’d even notice him. He had no idea how much his life would change the day he rushed over to help her…Olicity AU - no Lian Yu, no saving the city (at least not in the way we know from Arrow :D ) LOVE LOVE, LOVE! http://archiveofourown.org/works/8944795/chapters/20475253

I’m ready whenever you are by @lostolicityscenes - A little drabble based off the spoiler for the episode description for 5x22 that Felicity throws Oliver a birthday party. https://lostolicityscenes.tumblr.com/post/160131816556/im-ready-whenever-you-are-an-a-little-drabble

Keep it Professional multi-chapter by @mogirl97 - Oliver is assigned to be Felicity’s bodyguard http://archiveofourown.org/works/9243455/chapters/20960405

A Touch Unlike Any Other multi-chapter by @mel-loves-all Olicity Regency - The Earl of Archer out for the first time in a long time - LOVE THIS. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10456788/chapters/23080932

Sometimes We Both Lose Our Minds (to find the better road) by @the-silverforked-sky - Returning back to his old life in Starling City, Oliver had anticipated and planned for many things. Carrying out the mission his father had bestowed on him, falling back into his old irresponsible persona, hiding his true self from his family and friends, and protecting them at all costs. The one thing he hadn’t planned on was gaining 2 new family members, his stepfather Walter Steele and Felicity Smoak, his childhood friend, now also his stepsister. Regardless of the changes and surprises, he knows he has to become someone… something else to make those on his father’s List pay for their crimes. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8251801/chapters/18908059

Underneath by @felicitychattycathy - Oliver and Felicity are stuck in the bunker, and Oliver won’t wake up. Fic inspired by the promo for 5x20. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10742160

Adoring Love by @walker-oliciter - Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak are childhood friends. Throughout their lives Oliver proposes five times; four time she says no and there’s the one time she agrees. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10771176

The Incredibly Awkward Awakening by @godswritingfool - This was absolutely the last thing she expected to wake up to. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6456694/chapters/14776420

My Compass multi-chapter by @adiwriting - Oliver and Felicity have been best friends since 1st grade. So when it comes time for Felicity to move to Las Vegas, neither of them know how to handle it. http://adiwriting.tumblr.com/post/157280293241/my-compass

My North Star multi-chapter by @adiwriting - Follows My Compass, Oliver and Felicity have been best friends since 1st grade. So when Felicity is struggling to get over the death of her boyfriend, there’s only one person that can help make things okay again. http://adiwriting.tumblr.com/post/160171039881/my-north-star

Our Night by @dust2dust34 - 3x23 spec fic based on the pictures that a lovely gentleman by the name of Andy tweeted today! Involving a Porsche. And a sunset. http://archiveofourown.org/works/3762580

The Sound of an Arrow multi-chapter by @lovejesusarrowavengersblog - Five years ago, Oliver Queen lost his wife in a car accident. Twenty years ago, Felicity Smoak’s father kissed her on the forehead and disappeared from her life.Now, she is the nanny for the six adorable Queen children, fighting to restore love in the mansion and trying to deal with the difficult-to-get-along-with Oliver, all the while as she continues to stumble upon evidence that could drag the Queen family further into darkness. http://archiveofourown.org/works/7442458/chapters/16908556          

Sometimes, Love Isn’t Enough multi-chapter by @arrowfan437 - A mark. In this world, it defines you. And who you are with your partner. Felicity’s been searching all around for the one that’ll bring meaning to her mark. And she found him. But after being around him for so long, she wonders why she was given the mark at all. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10789404/chapters/23932119

Pieces of Always multi-chapter by @so-caffeinated and @dust2dust34 - Life continues after Forever is Composed of Nows. Ongoing non-linear collection of family moments for the Queens. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8220479/chapters/18840356

Make the World Brand New by @whatcuriousthings - When the stick turns blue, her feelings intensify by about a million. She becomes shattered and whole, thrilled and terrified. One hundred percent convinced that she can never tell him, like, ever. http://archiveofourown.org/works/2741360

The Hardest Target multi-chapter by @laurabelle2930 - When Felicity was a child her father developed an AI program that eventually brought their family fame and fortune. As she grew her father faded away his business grew and their bond shattered. After a car accident almost got her best friend Sara Lance killed Felicity’s father made a choice…this choice would radically alter the course of her life. Now 5 years after the plane crash that killed her father and left her stranded she’s come home to defeat the enemies her father’s work created. The target is H.I.V.E’s gun for hire, his name is unknown but his skills are deadly. He works for Damian Darkh who’s allied with the one and only Quentin Lance Starlings chief of police. The only problem with her brand new life is Oliver Queen. He feels foreign yet familiar at the same time. She’s drawn to him as he is to her but the question is why? What brings them together and what could potentially tear them apart? AMAZING!! http://archiveofourown.org/works/5745787/chapters/13240654

Untitled by @oneofakindxx - Oliver comes back after leaving following a fighthttp://oneofakindxx.tumblr.com/post/160223822626/so-you-left-yep-where-did-you-go

Untitled by @oneofakindxx - Oliver leaves Felicity to cook http://oneofakindxx.tumblr.com/post/160232049411/oh-thank-god-you-are-back-felicity-i-was

Salmon Ladder (Mini Drabble) by @felicityollies - Felicity (sort of) attempts the salmon ladder http://felicityollies.tumblr.com/post/160236924067/salmon-ladder-mini-drabble

Untitled by @sologirl00 - Felicity throws a birthday party for Oliver http://sologirl00.tumblr.com/post/160240127573/oliver-grabbing-some-empty-plates-from-the

The Arrangement multi-chapter by @queensoverwatch - Starling City’s most in-demand gigolo and a Vegas-born call girl. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out the rest…or at least, it shouldn’t. Prostitute/gigolo AU. VERY HOT. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6729256/chapters/15382813

Torches (5x20 Spec Drabble) by @dust2dust34 - What I would love to see in the S4.5 flashbacks in 5x20 (with a bit of my delusional wishes at the end, as usual). http://archiveofourown.org/works/8226541/chapters/23956911

Nightmares (Mini Drabble) by @felicityollies - Olicity + “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” http://felicityollies.tumblr.com/post/160244801592/nightmares-mini-drabble

Post 5x20 Spec Fic by @skcoliticy - What happens next for Olicity http://skcolicity.tumblr.com/post/160242887857/post-5x20-spec-fic

5x20 Filler Fic by @anthfan - What happens directly after Olicity are rescued http://anthfan.tumblr.com/post/160289749152/5x20-filler-fic

A Day in the Life multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Felicity Smoak is an MIT graduate and assistant to Oliver Queen.   Suddenly she is his pretend girlfriend and in the spotlight.  Oliver Queen needs a girlfriend to get rid of an obsessive former lover and to please his parents. Fluffy, funny, happiness! http://archiveofourown.org/works/9229205/chapters/20931281

From Neighbors to Something More by @bitchwhwifi - Felicity moves into a new apartment and doesn’t really have the most natural relationship with her neighbor, the one, and only Oliver Queen. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10814859

Steady, Reassuring Rhythm by @wherethereissmoak - 5x20 Drabble - Felicity and Oliver find peace in the sound of each other’s heart beats. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10823637

Bunker Rendezvous multi-chapter by @dmichellewrites - Initially, Curtis sets up a date night in for his favorite power as they transform their attic into a secondary bunker in case the first one ever becomes compromise yet again. Dinners and alcohol lead to some fun antics in numerous places of the lair, and sometimes Star City’s beloved married duo just can’t help themselves. Oliver and Felicity spend a lot of long nights in the lair. How do Dig and Thea feel about this? http://archiveofourown.org/works/10822011/chapters/24012384?view_adult=true

I Wrote Your Name in My Heart multi-chapter by @alanna-the-lionheart - Oliver is kidnapped and returns a different man. Heartbreaking and beautiful! http://archiveofourown.org/works/7642798/chapters/21136286

Hope multi-chapter by @missyriver and victoriaOlicity Oliver Queen never thought he was the married with children kind of guy. But here he was, married to the love of his life, a son about to graduate, and a three-month old daughter who had him wrapped around her finger. The road to Hope was a long one, but he never stopped looking, never stopped fighting. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10822968/chapters/24015198

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You were going to be late. You knew that the Council’s meeting was that morning but somehow you ended up kissing Edmund last night and overslept. After you threw Edmund out of you chambers you had to fix your hair and some of your clothes. You almost ran to the great hall. Everyone in the room looked at you as you entered.

‘Forgive me my being late.’

He was already there. You thought how did he get her so fast if a moment ago he was sleeping in your room.

'Something stopped me.’ Your voice was calm but you looked amused. When you send Edmund a slightly disapproving look he just came to you and took your hand.

'Lady [Y/N]’ he laid a gallant kiss on your palm and looked into your eyes provocatively. He loved to gave you those little, official kisses in front of everyone.

'You weren’t that formal last night’ you whispered that only the two of you could hear.

'We forgive you. It really had to be an unfortunate accident to keep you away from being here as punctually as always’ he declared out loud teasing you.
King Peter just looked at both of you and smiled.

'Let’s begin.’ said the High King and started the meeting.


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anonymous asked:

So I recently read some meta, and it mentions that in the MCU, nobody ever mentions stane after IM1, and Coulson implied that he was going to cover it up. Does anybody even know what stane did?! Tony's getting all the weapon blame here, did he tell anybody?! Do people still act as if stane was a father-figure who had a unfortunate accident? Does tony have to pretend to mourn the man that ripped his heart out and take the blame for the awful things he did?!?!?!!

Anon.. . what ze fuck,,, y would u make me,,,,, think these things