and i am oh so very proud of you

anonymous asked:

i am so proud of what you've accomplished. you're on an amazing journey that'll opening lots of doors, and i know you're headed to something huge and it's wonderful to watch you go. you are a joy and i'm very happy i am aware of you.

AWWWWW!!!! Oh my goodness, what a beautiful thing to say!!! Wow, I am so honored you would say that!!!


some are considered to be triggering and/or offensive with heavy mentions of death and threatening lives. 

  • ❝ How many lives will you destroy in pursuit of what you call justice? ❞ 
  • ❝ How many more bones would you crush?  ❞ 
  • ❝ What have I got to be afraid of? ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re afraid of being ashes. ❞ 
  • ❝ Talk, or I will crush every bone in your body. ❞ 
  • ❝ If you’re lying, I’ll break the other one. ❞ 
  • ❝ You know, you see a lot in this job. ❞ 
  • ❝ I may never get the chance to tell you this, to say sorry. ❞ 
  • ❝ We’d do anything for our family. ❞ 
  • ❝ I might have told you a teeny, tiny little lie. ❞ 
  • ❝ You did good. We did good! You should be proud. ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t answer, then. We know the truth. ❞ 
  • ❝ It’s all personal. Very personal. ❞ 
  • ❝ Nature always wins. ❞ 
  • ❝ You don’t scare me. ❞ 
  • ❝ Shh… it’s okay to be afraid. ❞ 
  • ❝ Oh, my head… where… where am I? ❞ 
  • ❝ You can sell them for scrap, if you ever get out. ❞ 
  • ❝ Oh, what’s the matter? Touched a nerve? ❞ 
  • ❝ Just so we’re on the same page here, I fully, intend to kill you. ❞ 
  • ❝ But first, we’re gonna make you suffer. ❞ 
  • ❝ Can you remember when it was simple?  ❞ 
  • ❝ You still haven’t apologized. ❞ 
  • ❝ You know, half the crooks in Gotham think I feed you info. ❞ 
  • ❝ Well yeah, when there’s something in it for me.  ❞ 
  • ❝ Sorry for making criminals think less of you. ❞ 
  • ❝ Hey, have I ever hurt anyone? ❞ 
  • ❝ Hey, boss! We’re gettin’ you outta here! ❞ 
  • ❝ Deep down, I knew war was coming.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I was just waiting for someone to pull the trigger. ❞ 
  • ❝ Something’s changed. You’re different. ❞ 
  • ❝ I prefer to call it a work in progress, but it does show potential. ❞ 
  • ❝ There’s no perfection without a little pain! ❞ 
  • ❝ You know, I was just going to suggest you do that. ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re trapped. There’s nowhere to run. ❞ 
  • ❝ Who said anything about running? ❞ 
  • ❝ Ha! No prison can hold me! Uh, hang on a second. ❞ 
  • ❝ So here’s the part where you tell me off… ❞ 
  • ❝ This is the end. This is the last time we meet. ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t talk like that, okay? ❞ 
  • ❝ This won’t stop you. Nothing stops you. ❞ 
  • ❝ You don’t want me hanging around, stealing the spotlight. ❞ 
  • ❝ Tea party’s over, freak. Let’s start talking. ❞ 
  • ❝ I give the orders here, not you. ❞ 
  • ❝ And you’ll have three dead cops by the time I’m through. ❞ 
  • ❝ We’ll see about that. Now, quit with the rhymes! ❞ 
  • ❝ Now, now, officer, you mistake me for a snitch. ❞ 
  • ❝ Where are they, you little son of a bitch! ❞ 
  • ❝ Hahahahaha! That certainly scratched my itch. ❞ 
  • ❝ Taking the warden, why not just kill him/her and escape? ❞ 
  • ❝ If you want him/her dead, why come to me? You seem capable. ❞ 
  • ❝ There are many in this city with a gift for causing harm. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve seen what your toxin does. I want that. ❞ 
  • ❝ Where am I? What’s happening to me? ❞ 
  • ❝ The world should see you for the worthless thing you are. ❞ 
  • ❝ I told you I knew everything about you, didn’t I?  ❞ 
  • ❝ Spare me the good cop/bad cop routine. ❞ 
  • ❝ See, you’re supposed to keep me talking. ❞ 
  • ❝ Look me in the eye and say that. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve had a devil of a time tracking you down. ❞ 
  • ❝ So, it’s over, the whole world knows. What now? ❞ 
  • ❝ I’m not feeling myself tonight. ❞ 
  • ❝ Er, um, you’ll feel better tomorrow.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I trusted you and you just left me to die! ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t you dare lie to me! ❞ 
  • ❝ Guys, guys, guys, so good to see you.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve got nothing to say to you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I did it. Cornered you. Did what no one else could.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I already know, and I’m not waiting anymore. ❞ 
  • ❝ But know this: it’ll be an act of mercy when you do. ❞ 
  • ❝ Abandon the city, for I will unleash your greatest fears. ❞ 
  • ❝ Lost for words? I expected more… I’m hurt. ❞ 
  • ❝ How long did you wait before replacing me, huh? ❞ 
  • ❝ Without fear, life is meaningless. ❞ 
  • ❝ Why aren’t you scared!? ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re old, you’re predictable and you never stood a chance. ❞ 
  • ❝ You used to put up a fight. ❞ 
  • ❝ I would have kept it when I was finished with you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve trained my mind to feel no pain. ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t be fooled, don’t think you’re winning. ❞ 
  • ❝ It’s not the face you’re given… It’s the face you choose. ❞ 
  • ❝ If I’m not mistaken, turned out to be rather a long one if I recall… ❞ 
  • ❝ No… no! Those guns, they were mine! ❞ 
  • ❝ Things change. Now, it’s just war. ❞ 
  • ❝ I tried one of those question mark games they have around here.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I pressed the button and burnt the evil bastard myself. ❞ 
  • ❝ You don’t need to worry about us, or feel responsible.  ❞ 
  • ❝ Once I understood your greatest fear, controlling you was simple.  ❞ 
  • ❝ Think very carefully about your next move. ❞ 
  • ❝ That’s what I like about you - predictable!  ❞ 
  • ❝ You will bring death to all who follow you. ❞ 
  • ❝ You were young, full of rage. You still got that fight? ❞ 
  • ❝ Die, knowing that I will make them suffer- every one. ❞ 
  • ❝ You die here, and your legend dies with you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I kinda hoped you’d put more of a fight. ❞ 
  • ❝ Sorry kid. You shoulda stuck to the little leagues. ❞ 
  • ❝ I did it! I actually did it! I mean, of course I did! ❞ 
  • ❝ I don’t think you’ll be solving this one. ❞ 
  • ❝ Riddle me this: What’s dead? You! ❞ 
  • ❝ My only regret is I didn’t kill ‘em myself. ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re dead! Wait, does that mean I’m dead?!  ❞ 
  • ❝ Well that’s what I get for betting it all on black. ❞ 
  • ❝ You survive everything I ever threw at you only to die now, like this? ❞ 
  • ❝ Do me a favor and die already. I got a business to run! ❞ 
  • ❝ Is this some kind of joke? Trying to run me outta Gotham?  ❞ 
  • ❝ I can see the same fire in your eyes. Before this night is through… that fire will consume you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’m going to steal all your money, and destroy everything you’ve built here, okay? ❞
Do my makeup? // Taeyong, Taeil, Johnny, Mark, Haechan, & Ten

T A E Y O N G //

Originally posted by nctjay

  • Flustered?
  • He’d be so gentle though
  • Pastels and soft colors
  • ‘You have the prettiest lips’
  • Honestly the cutest little squish
  • Probably a tad shaky, horrified to stab you in the eye
  • ‘Maybe you should do the eyeliner’
  • ‘I trust you, Yong, you’ll do fine’
  • Literal panic attack

T A E I L //

Originally posted by dimplesjae

  • Surprisingly very good at it
  • Very calm despite being nervous
  • Awkward af
  • Doesn’t say too much
  • Occasionally asks what something is
  • Makes sure everything ‘perfectly matches your lovely light/dark skin’
  • Very proud of himself honestly

J O H N N Y //

Originally posted by fy1ao

  • Sweetheart
  • Expect many compliments
  • Touches you like you might shatter
  • Really loves your eyes
  • Kinda stops to stare into them
  • ‘John.. what are you doing?’
  • ‘Just enjoying the view’
  • Greasier than popeye’s fried chicken
  • Really just happy to be so close to you
  • Wonders why you trust him near your eye though

M A R K //

Originally posted by neotechs

  • Heavy breathing
  • Random English
  • Awkward teenage ball
  • ‘Mark, you’re shaking.’
  • ‘Oh man, am I? When did it get so hot in here?’
  • Sh a k y
  • Honestly does his best
  • Doesn’t screw up
  • The result is a lot better than you expected
  • ‘How… can you do eyeliner better than me, you can’t even look me in the eye half the time.’

H A E C H A N //

Originally posted by dovounq

  • ‘I got this.’
  • Confidence overloads his ass
  • Mostly likely poked you iris three times
  • ‘Is my eye bleeding yet?’
  • ‘Stop being so dramatic’
  • Stab
  • Doesn’t do too bad
  • Slightly uneven wings
  • Wrong shade of lipstick
  • But, he thinks you look ‘so beautiful, God, I’m dating a God/dess’

T E N //

Originally posted by nctaezen

  • He honestly didn’t want to
  • ‘But, you don’t even need makeup so.. why?’
  • ‘You wear more makeup than me, and you don’t need it so.. why?’
  • Shuts up entirely, faking such a dramatic offended expression
  • He’s pretty stable
  • Doesn’t mess up
  • Just, another one to almost blind you
  • Bright smiles the whole time
  • ‘It’s like.. adding color to an already amazingly beautiful canvas’
  • He’s another cheesy one, too

topaz-rabbit  asked:

You know how Mr Alan Ituriel joked about being Black Hat's dad. Okay, what if that were true, and Mr Ituriel was his dad and raised him since he was a barely sentient eldritch squid baby monster thing. How's that possible if BH is probably really fucking old. Easy Mr Ituriel would be some immortal that one day was like"yep, I'm going to raise this demon. Sounds fun." But he's the most suburban of dads ever, but never tried stifling BH's evil tendencies, he encouraged them even.

(Continued) Like Mr Ituriel has seen his son kill several men, and was just like ‘eh, kids will be kids.’ He is an immortal that gives no fucks. He is one of the few humans BH can say he’s ‘fond’ of (will never say it out loud) The one time he visited his son, because he’s a proud pop pop of his sons success and see how he’s doing because HE NEVER CALLS. So as a slight act of payback, he tells EMBARRASSING stories ‘Remember when your powers started to come in Hattie? You scared yourself silly!’

((I am torn between staying consistent with my personal theories and completely abandoning them for this great hc. So let’s just say I’m gonna be very contradictory with whatever the fuck I post, because oh man Normal Dad Alan Ituriel is a very good idea indeed.))

  • Alan, an immortal demi-human with abnormal morals who lives in the Mexican suburbs, is walking by an alleyway or something when he hears some kind of blood-curdling screech
  • naturally his first instinct is ‘oooh what the fuck is that let’s go find out.’ so he looks in a dumpster, and finds one dead-looking prostitute with some kind of Alien-franchise-esque parasite abomination thing crawling out of her chest cavity. It’s covered in blood, seems to be only made of wriggling black tentacles, and hissing.
  • “Aww, cute! Come on little guy, let’s get you cleaned up.” He kinda scoops him up with a shopping bag; he may be immortal, but fuck touching whatever fluids those are. Alan casually carries his writhing, screaming horrorterror baby home in a yellow plastic bag, and promptly throws it into the tub.
  • (Cue the insane bathtime montage where Alan locks it in the bathroom and sprays it with the showerhead until it’s clean enough to touch. BH tries to “kill” him (his hand) several times. Alan laughs.)
  • Once BH is thoroughly doused, he resembles a drenched eldritch cat, a soggy, angry bundle of wriggling flesh, multiple eyes, and gnashing teeth. He has not stopped trying to bite Alan.
  • Alan grabs him by the “scruff” and he immediately starts fighting back. He puts him in a cage until BH tires himself out from screaming and pounding at the bars. The two just stare at each other for a moment, silently regarding the other.
  • Alan sits in front of it and throws a small piece of raw meat into the cage. BH devours it in seconds. Alan unlocks the cage. BH instantly tries to attack him again. Alan puts him back in the cage. He waits a few minutes for the tantrum to end, then repeats the process.
  • eventually BH realizes he can get more food if he stays still for longer. so he stops fighting back and let’s Alan lure him closer, piece by piece. Eventually Alan has BH practically in his lap, literally eating out of the palm of his hand. With more food in him, he’s calmed down a bit. Alan smiles. Okay, this is pretty cute.
  • Only Alan would find BH eating cute tbh, it’s quite fucking disgusting how much raw meat has been spilled all over the place
  • Eventually BH is sated, becoming sleepy and much more complacent. He bites very, very weakly when Alan picks him up. Alan kind of cradles him like a baby, then pets him like a cat. The tentacles quiver. “Weird.” He thinks that means he likes it? BH falls asleep in Alan’s arms. “Cool.”
  • Fast forward a couple months, when BH exits the “larval stage.” That outer casing of tentacles is basically a cocoon, and BH eats and grows and eats and grows until he goes from small cat-sized to human-toddler sized. Then he stops fucking moving.
  • Alan freaks out thinking that he’s killed his adopted son after poking him with a stick for a day doesn’t do anything. Then, the outer casing splits open. BH re-emerges from his “pupal stage” as a fully-grown juvenile, basically a one-year old child. He looks like a miniature version of his current form, but without the dapper clothes or any teeth, and with two open eyes. Alan literally squeals and hugs him. BH tries to bite him again. Some things never change.
  • From there it’s basically like raising a baby, with a couple more eldritch aspects. BH grows twice as fast as an ordinary human. Alan dresses him in adorable baby clothes, not because he needs them, but because it makes him look “soooooo cuuuuute!!!”
  • BH’s teeth grow in, and Alan has to use metal teething rings when normal plastic doesn’t work. BH’s learns how to walk with Alan holding his hands. BH’s claws grow in and Alan files them down for him so he doesn’t hurt himself.
  • It takes about a month or so for BH to start talking. Normally he makes little eldritch blurbles that would make a human’s bones melt. Alan just repeats normal words that sound vaguely similar. Eventually BH gets the hang of it. (BH always claims that his first word was “evil”, but it’s his and Alan’s closest-kept secret that it was actually “papá”)
  • Black Hat’s powers come in during his “evil puberty.” He wakes up one morning feeling a little odd and… shimmery? It feels like his body isn’t quite there, like he’s almost floating outside of his flesh. Then he looks down, focusing on his arm. It solidifies more, feels less fuzzy. He focuses again, bringing the fuzziness back, and watches as it changes
  • Alan is kind of nervous as BH demonstrates how he can turn his arm into an actual, functioning snake. He gets even more nervous when BH starts sleep-teleporting. Alan wakes up with BH on the roof, BH in the garden, BH on the floor of his room, and BH a couple streets away. He always manages to find his son though, he just has to hurry before BH wakes up. (The first time Black Hat woke up after a sleep-teleport, he was confused and scared and started ripping dimensional holes trying to get home. Alan found him about a town over, but it had been quite the scare.)
  • Shortly after this, BH’s “edgy” phase started. (“MY NAME IS MR. WUT NOW DAD”) Alan never really tried to talk him out of it, instead just giving him the eldritch version of “The Talk.”
  • “Now I know that lately your body has been going through some… changes, and I know that might be scary. But any, uh, urges you feel are completely natural, and–” “DAD FOR FUCK’S SAKE I KNOW ALREADY, OKAY?? I’ve been murdering people for like, five months now.” “Oh, okay, if you ever need any, protection, or help hiding a body, you know you can always ask–” “GET OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM!

It’s a great relationship they have. BH moves out a couple years later to start his business, and refuses to call Alan (out of pride? probably??) Alan doesn’t let him get away that easily, and each year he makes several unannounced visits. It almost always results in some kind of one-sided yelling match between the angry Black Hat and his cheerful dad, as his horrified employees listen on…



Sooo. If you follow me on twitter (@brvkenalec) you’ll probably know these things already. I decided though to do a recap here on tumblr as the project has started here.
First of all I remember to everyone that Harry couldn’t attend the con, he cancelled for “work problems”, so I gave the flag to Matt.

Let’s begin by saying that I met Matt a lit of times during the convention as I had a lot if extras with him.
I kind of dedicated the Saturday to myself, so at my first signing session with him on Saturday evening I gave him my gift and a letter for him and we talked a bit. I managed to say everything I wanted to say, I thanked him for helping me with my sexuality and with my fight with anorexia as well. He was REALLY nice, he said amazing stuff to me and he hugged me. I am saying this to prove that he is truly the mist incredible human being ever.

On Sunday morning when I gave him the flag he recognized me from the dat before. Before talking about his reaction I am gonna say that I had very little time as he was late for his panel, so people kind of rushed us. I couldn’t take a video because it was a mess, but I insisted for having pictures taken from the photographer.
( It wasn’t possible to take pictures of his reaction/face, as his agent didn’t allow it)

Okay, so, when I entered the autograph room the first thing I asked him was if he remembered me and he said “yes of course”, smiled really nicely and asked me how I was feeling that day. I then something like “I have one more gift for you” and I straight on put the flag out of the bag. He was really excited about it, he always had a smile on his face and he started asking questions about it. I do not remember everything as I was SUPER NERVOUS so I kept smiling like an idiot. I remember that he kept saying stuff like “oh wow, this is amazing”, then he asked me how many people have signed it and I said a lot. Then he took his phone and he asked me to take a step back so he could take a picture of both me and the flag. I was freaking out and at first I didn’t realize what was happening but I did as asked and I kind of posed. I wanted to cry but instead I smiled cause I told myself that the purpose of the project was to show him how happy he makes us. He took two pictures (I guess) and then told me he would send it to Harry. He asked for my name cause he didn’t remember and then said “oh right”, because he suddenly remembered it from the day before. He then told me he REALLY APPRECIATED it, and that I had been very sweet and kind the day before. He said thank you so many times, and so did I. At first he didn’t get that he could keep the flag but when I put it back into the bag and put the bag on the table he asked, surprised, “oh I get to keep that?” and I told him yes. He said “that’s amazing, this is going straight to my apartment” and smiled even widely. I kept thanking him and he kept talking to me even when I was about to leave, as I could tell the staff was in a rush. He asked me who wrote the names on the flag and I said it was me, I explained I asked people names and that I wrote them down. He said something like “oh got it” and nodded. He then thanked me again and said he appreciated and he waved at me and said bye, as I left.

Even if I was nervous as hell I can assure you that he was very happy. I didn’t expect him to take a picture of it and me and I was shocked when he tweeted it at me couple of days ago. I am proud of myself as I didn’t cry in front of him so I could talk and enjoy the moment but I started to sob afterwards and when I saw he tweeted at me.

Harry still hasn’t say anything but I really hope he liked it. If you want to hear what he thinks maybe you can go and tag him asking him if he liked under my pinned tweet, maybe he will answer!

Btw I want to thank everyone of you that has signed the flag, I was so touched while writing your messages down. Thank you.

I did this recap because I think you guys deserve it and Matt as well, as he’s been receiving some hate lately and I wanted to prove that he is truly an amazing human being, he is an angel.

If you want more details about the other meetings I had with him you can ask me!!

Love you guys P.s: these are the pictures the photographer took, and then the last one it’s the picture that Matt took and sent to me. ❤️🏳️‍🌈

RFA+SV - MC gets a...pic from...some...guy...ok, I don’t know how to title this one.

Ok, to start off:  I am ALWAYS taking funny prompts.  I’m actually a fluff writer, but there’s a lot of crossover between funny and cute.  And it’s therapeutic for me.  I can do the angst thing, but writing happy stuff makes me happy!

Secondly:  so, like is this safe for work?  Not safe for work?  I don’t know!  D8

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Nct as Werewolves

Request: Would it be weird if I now request for something similar but it’s just that it’s a werewolf au this time? _(:3」z)_ Thank you and I really love your work!! 💕

A/N: no it’s not weird at all hehe, like last time, i’ll only give a brief outline of what they’re like so request again if you want a more specific detail of a member and im sorry if this is bad, idk much about werewolves 😭

Nct as Vampires

imagine you’re dating them, yes a werewolf



  • strong sense of hearing
  • could probably hear sounds from as far as 50metres away
  • very alert and quick
  • doesn’t growl much but when he does it’s either because he’s really hungry or angry
  • soft white fur, with streaks of grey
  • can be really gentle
  • generally really quiet but has random hyper moods
  • and he starts running non stop like??
  • dating you:
  • loves it when you pet him
  • especially when you play with his fur!!
  • loves snuggling up in your legs for warmth
  • but when he’s in human form he’s the total opposite??
  • he’s too shy to even initiate skin contact
  • but it’s still cute so


  • really mysterious
  • and quiet
  • big eyes!!
  • really observant and can catch every small little detail
  • grey/dark fur
  • can be really aggressive if he needs to be
  • but most of the time he’s just observing and not doing much
  • dating you:
  • becomes a big softie, unlike his usual self
  • smiles a lot too!!
  • once changed into his wolf form and ran through the whole woods just to find a pretty flower so that he could give it to you
  • doesn’t stop hugging you be it in wolf or human form
  • gets teased by the wolf! johnny because of this because he’s never this affectionate with the rest of the pack


  • really sneaky
  • and always joking
  • always acts like he’s very weak when in fact he’s the strongest in the pack
  • probably randomly goes up to another wolf and starts running while screaming “IT’S A RACE, LAST TO REACH WILL GET A PUNISHMENT”
  • and most of the time it’s wolf! ten
  • despite being a dork he’s still really observant, and is really serious when he needs to be
  • dark grey fur with a few streaks of black
  • really really active
  • dating you:
  • either teases you a lot, or is a total sweetheart
  • no in betweens honestly
  • but is always there to protect you
  • kinda overprotective and shows it
  • because he’d growl really loudly
  • and it’s scary because he hardly gets angry
  • but loves to chase you in his wolf form to freak you out and see you scream
  • but when he’s in human form he holds you in his arms a lot!!
  • which means lots and lots of hugs


  • leader of the pack, really dependable and responsible
  • really serious at first
  • but after spending more them with the rest, he slowly opened up and got cheeky (like them)
  • actually smiles a lot
  • but when it comes to dealing with enemies or threats he can get really scary,, with those glares
  • light grey and white fur
  • takes care of the other wolfs a lot
  • dating you:
  • becomes a big softie too
  • especially cuddling up to you
  • and brushing his fur against your face/legs
  • and when he’s in human form he’s an actual sweetheart
  • doesn’t and won’t let anyone hurt you
  • not even a single bit
  • really really protective


  • sneakiest and most cunning one?
  • probably the one who sets up traps to catch enemies/threats
  • most aggressive one too?
  • is always joking around like wolf! johnny
  • except for when he’s with wolf! winwin
  • pastel grey fur
  • “don’t lie to yourselves, im the best in this pack”
  • dating you:
  • really bad pick up lines
  • “babe, it’s a full moon today, would you like to go FUR a walk together?”
  • “oh god why am i dating you”
  • “too late, you’re already mine”
  • probably bites you randomly (but lightly) because he wanted to ‘mark that you were his’
  • which you’re too tired to even scold him anymore because you’re so used to it
  • and he always gives that proud smile
  • “woah y/n what’s with that bite mark on your arm-” -a very clueless mark
  • but can also be very sweet
  • loves skinship a lot, both in human and wolf form
  • sticks to you no matter what


  • quiet and observant too
  • doesn’t say much
  • but smiles a lot??
  • more like an angel tbh
  • but can be aggressive if asked to be
  • very light shade of grey with streaks of black
  • fast to react
  • runs quickly too
  • dating you:
  • still the sweetheart he is
  • occasionally searches through the woods to find flowers or plants to give you
  • lots of kisses in human form,
  • and lots of snuggling in wolf form,
  • especially when you hold him in your arms, his head on your shoulders
  • he loves it the most
  • always have a soft spot for you


  • really sensitive
  • probably has a good eyesight too
  • or a good sense of hearing
  • quick to move and attack
  • bickers with wolf! taeyong & wolf! yuta the most
  • takes care of the younger ones
  • can actually run really fast but sometimes he’s too lazy to do so
  • really white fur and small sharp eyes
  • dating you:
  • doesn’t show it much but lowkey loves affection
  • loves it when you play with his fur
  • or when you hug him
  • but in human form he becomes a blushing mess
  • is always protecting you
  • his main priority is protecting you honestly


  • really playful
  • and sometimes clueless too
  • which is why he always asks questions to the rest
  • and follows whatever they do
  • is really active
  • fast and quick
  • happy little bun
  • mixed of dark and grey fur
  • actually small in wolf form too
  • dating you
  • always teasing you
  • and makes you smile
  • really clingy and lots of skinship!!
  • “babe if we had children would they be werewolves too or would they be humans?”
  • gives you A LOT of kisses, everywhere
  • be it in human or wolf form,
  • he always leaves a mark on you


  • actually really smart and is always the one looking out for the enemies/threats
  • runs really really quickly
  • which is why he always races with johnny
  • probably the calmest amongst the pack
  • but when he’s aggressive it’s s c a r y
  • but most of the time he’s like a soft bun smiling so
  • except when he’s smirking it’s another story
  • really soft white and grey fur
  • in charge of taking care of the younger ones too
  • dating you:
  • really protective
  • is willing to take risks for you
  • in human form he always has his hands on you, and he’d give you that™ look
  • in wolf form, he loves growling to tease you but ends up jumping onto your legs for you to cuddle
  • which always scares you because he’s kinda huge in wolf form?
  • but still an absolute sweetheart who calls you so many sweet names
  • and doesnt forget to give you kisses everyday


  • another clueless one, but it’s so adorable??
  • is soft and quiet most of the time
  • but when things get serious he can get a bit aggressive and he gives that one glare that scares everyone
  • really observant and sensitive to his surroundings
  • listens to instructions really well
  • and he does he job well
  • but most of the time he’s actually really soft so!!
  • really light grey & soft, fluffy fur
  • dating you:
  • really loves skinship and affection
  • especially in wolf form
  • he loves it when you stroke his back
  • or when you pat his head
  • sweetest person ever??
  • does anything you call him to
  • a really big softie for you

Dreamies are still not fully developed werewolves yet so technically they’re half human still? (i dont think it matters but)


  • another clueless one
  • but somehow still manages to become the leader of the younger pack??
  • which they always protest about ^
  • but listens to instructions really well and does a great job in completing tasks!!
  • an actual softie and sweetheart so he cant bring himself to hurt others
  • which is why he’s never aggressive
  • extremely soft snow white fur, a few streaks of dark grey on his back
  • dating you:
  • wants to be there for you whenever he can
  • loves cuddling with you, a lot
  • sticks close to you when he’s in wolf form
  • but in human form he’s an actual shy bean??
  • probably asks wolf! taeyong for advice
  • “what do i get her oh my god”
  • takes really good care of you


  • an angel?
  • really sweet and cant bring himself to hurt anyone else too
  • usually just helps the others if they need help
  • never really initiates
  • tries to be fierce and aggressive but is actually too nice to be
  • he cant even bring himself to hurt a bunny???
  • “wait!!! don’t cross yet, let this bunny hop past first”
  • is there to take care of wolf! chenle honestly
  • ash grey fur
  • dating you:
  • still the sweetheart he is
  • collects every flower he finds and gives it to you
  • and everyday it’s a different one
  • loves giving you small little pecks on the forehead
  • an actual sunshine honestly


  • is actually really agile and quick
  • also pays good attention to his surroundings
  • and wants to help the older wolves in the pack but doyoung wouldn’t allow in case he got hurt
  • so he spends his time playing with renjun & jaemin instead
  • is really polite and sweet?
  • slightly white fur, a few streaks of black
  • has really small but cute eyes?
  • eyesmile too!!!
  • dating you:
  • loves bringing you out to walks in the woods and forest
  • where he can freely be in wolf form
  • and your heart would flutter when you see him jumping and running around excitedly playing with the leaves
  • also loves hugging you in his arms a lot,,
  • snuggles close to you to keep himself warm


  • always joking around
  • “being a werewolf is tiring, why can’t i just be a normal human being”
  • when in fact, he loves being a werewolf THE MOST
  • always really actice and causing trouble
  • and gets a hearing from either taeyong or doyoung
  • but he’s too cute to stay mad at so they forgive him in the end
  • but he’s quick to think and can come up with many ideas
  • really faint grey fur with white streaks on his back
  • dating you:
  • probably chases you around for fun, or lets you chase after him
  • lots of laughter
  • loves it when you tickle him or pat his back/head
  • and he always gets revenge when he’s in human form, attacking you with tickles and big tight hugs
  • “damn you must be blessed to be dating someone unique like me”


  • another dork here
  • won’t stop laughing or smiling
  • or thinking of pranks to pull on mark
  • actually really laidback and doesn’t do much
  • but when he needs to he gets things done quickly and well
  • always sticks with jeno
  • black fur with streaks of grey
  • dating you
  • really clingy
  • must be by your side 24/7 if not he’d start pouting or growling
  • like yuta, also says really bad pick up lines
  • “i usually do the hunting, but today you captured my heart”
  • “god jaemin you dont even do the hunting”
  • “shut up and go along with it”


  • as expected, the loudest of them all
  • can probably be heard laughing or howling from far away
  • but despite countless reminders from the older ones, he doesn’t listen
  • next second later he’s laughing again
  • loves disturbing/annoying the rest
  • but is actually really smart and can help a lot
  • only that he just wants to play
  • mixture of white and grey fur
  • dating you:
  • endless chattering and talking
  • even when he’s in wolf form he makes a lot of noises
  • and is super active
  • wants to pick flowers and stones for you to keep/collect
  • loves lying on your lap, your hand playing with his fur
  • an actual ball of happiness too who makes your day brighter


  • likes to act like he’s very matured but in fact, gets scared over the slightest things
  • which chenle always teases him about
  • is quiet but tries his best to help out
  • good runner and can catch onto/learn new things easily
  • but the older ones are too afraid he might get hurt to let him do anything
  • really soft grey fur
  • youngest but bigger than most?
  • dating you:
  • awkward shy bean
  • but always makes you laugh and smile with his silliness
  • loves resting his head on you
  • “i still can’t believe you’re dating me”
  • probably drags chenle out to help get things for you
  • sometimes really affectionate, even in human form
  • his favourite thing to do is giving you a big hug


After two weeks and checking this over like three times before I decided to post it, I finally finished it! 20 characters with 11 pride flags! I am so happy with how this came out! But I didn’t do it alone. I had some great suggestions from some amazing people, so here they are!

@theartsyskeleton - Thank you for suggesting Aromantic Gaster, Demisexual Papyrus, and Pansexual Grillby!

@a-flamethatneverdies - Thank you for suggesting Gay Nice Cream Guy and Pansexual Bratty and Catty!

@geekydarlin - Thank you for suggesting Bisexual Asgore and Pansexual Frisk and Chara!

@iamallofthetrash - Thank you for suggesting Transgender Mettaton!

@sippyboi - Thank you for suggesting Lesbian Muffet!

@aronautic - Thank you for your drawings that gave me the idea to make Mettaton aroace!

Thank you to all that helped with this, and thank you all for staying so patient! I know this is a week late, but I was determined to finish this, and I am very happy with the result! I hope you all like it! Happy pride to everyone! And don’t forget to be proud of yourself and stay determined! <3

Runaway : Jason Blossom Pt. 2

Part One  Part Three  Part Four

request: Omg I just read your jughead imagine and it haves me thinking, can you do a one shot thing of Jason Blossom not really being dead and sneaks into the reader’s bedroom in the middle of the night or something too explain to her why he faked his death (you can make up the reason because I’m not that clever) but yeah it’s just really sad and full of fluff idk I’m weird.

requested by: anonymous

A/N: Can you believe part 2 is finally here??? I can’t, but I am ecstatic to be posting this!! I loved writing the first part, but this part is going to be a little different. It is going to be written in first person!! Hopefully it is loved like the other one. okay, carry on. love you guys. xx, aubree (p.s. part three??)

warnings: fluffy as hell (I am not sorry.) 

word count: 1,802

(gif not mine) gif credit: x


The next morning was, well, quite easy. I had made sure Jason was hidden before I made my way to my father’s work. I needed to tell him that I was going to be testing out of school and then promptly leaving Riverdale, for good. 

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AHS Hotel: User & Abuser

Tristan Duffy, James March x Reader

Word Count: 2128


Today is your boyfriend, Tristan’s runway modeling gig. It is held by the infamous Will Drake at the Hotel Cortez in downtown Los Angeles. You didn’t go with Tristan to most of his gigs, but you had the day off of work and not to mention, an overnight stay here is free thanks to Will Drake. 

Another reason was because you didn’t trust Tristan. He gained a terrible habit of doing drugs at his gigs and you wanted to be there to make sure he doesn’t. But who knows, Tristan always finds a way. You even tried to convince him to go to rehab in the past but every time you brought it up, he would get defensive.

You know you deserve better and your friends are always telling you to leave him, but you just can’t let go. The both of you have gone through so much together. Good and bad.

There was even a dark time when Tristan has hit you when the both of you got in a heated argument while being heavily intoxicated. He was too drunk to fully realize it, so you just cried yourself to sleep. Being sober the following morning, Tristan apologized and promised it wouldn’t happen again.

“Tristan, you’re on in 10!” The backstage crew member shouted to Tristan as he was walking past him. He was all over the place trying to stay organized, telling models when they were up next. The plan is for Tristan to make an appearance 4 times throughout the show in 4 different outfits.

“Yup!” Tristan replied while sitting in front of the vanity mirror. There was a hairstylist doing last minute touches on his hair. You were standing next to Tristan, putting your hand on his shoulder. “Babe, can you not? I don’t want you in my personal space right now.” Tristan says, moving his shoulder away from you. He’s been such a diva all day and you just went along with it.

“Okay. Whatever.” You let out a sigh, then went to sit on a chair about 5 feet away from him, pulling out your smartphone to keep yourself occupied.

6 minutes later you go to use the bathroom.

Once you come back, you see Tristan quickly snort a line of white powder on his vanity. Your eyes raging with anger, you push Tristan on the back. “What the hell, Tristan?!” 

Tristan rolls his eyes. 

“Tristan Duffy, let’s go! You’re up after Lawrence and Stacy.” The backstage crew member grabs him by the arm to his place. Tristan doesn’t even say a word to you.

“What the fuck?!” Being so angry and disappointed with your boyfriend, you chose not to rush to sit front row to watch him do his thing on the catwalk. Instead, you go to the bar upstairs. 

Because of the fashion event going on in the lobby, the bar is pretty much empty. You see the bartender who’s tall and slim with a bald head, wearing green eye shadow and thick eye liner. Sitting at the bar, you see a pale man with dark brown hair and a modern day Gomez Addams mustache. He is also dressed to the nines in a dark blue suit.

You sit one chair away from him. The bartender walks over to you and asks, “I’m Liz. What’ll you be having, hun?”

“Just make me the strongest drink you can make.” You respond.

“You got it.” Liz starts on making your drink.

“This one’s on me, dear.” The man tells Liz and then looks at you. He moves to sit on the stool next you and puts his hand out for you to shake. “I’m James. James Patrick March.”

“Y/N.” You put your hand to shake his back, but instead, he grabs your hand to kiss your knuckles. Wow. You can’t remember the last time Tristan ever did that to you. “The way you’re dressed, you look like you should be joining the fashion show downstairs.”

James looks up, opening his mouth, letting teeth show. His eyes wide as he responds with, “Ah, yes.” He pauses, then looks back at you. “That sort of festivity is not to my liking. May I ask why are you not attending such occasion?” He had a really strong tone of voice and sounds straight out of an old movie, similar to Clark Gable. Whereas your boyfriend talks more like Rob Kardashian. This man is definitely classy.

“Well, my boyfriend is in the show. But, he really pissed me off beforehand and I can’t even look at him in the face right now. So. Here I am.” You let out a fake laugh. Liz hands you your drink and you take a sip. “The next one’s on me, James.”

“Oh no. Have anything you like, dear. This is my hotel.” With drink in one hand, he puts both of his arms out, being proud to show off his hotel.

“Wow this is your hotel? Tell me all about it.” You are very opened to hearing anything this nice man has to say about his hotel. For once, a man (especially a good looking man) cares to have a decent conversation with you while being very passionate about it. You didn’t want to compare a stranger to your boyfriend, but whenever you sit down with Tristan at the dinner table, he’s always on his damn phone looking through social media instead of talking to you. You really hated how technology has so much control over people nowadays.

“Splendid!” James says in excitement. “Come. Let’s sit.” James nods his head, then puts the hand that’s holding his drink to point at the table nearby.

The table you chose to sit at has a perfect view of the fashion show. Coincidentally, you see Tristan walk on the white runway. A part of you wishes you could be there to support him, but you’re just so pissed about him resorting to drugs. You thought he wouldn’t do it when you’re around, but Tristan’s a hard person to control.

Two hours pass and during that time, you listened to James fascinate about his hotel and he listened to you rant about your boyfriend. The conversation you were having with him made you forget all about the fashion show. James was being a great listener. He didn’t have much to say about Tristan. Most of the time, he nodded his head and listened while smoking a cigarette. You were so caught up in the conversation that you even told James about the violent drunken fight you had with Tristan before. “A man must never lay a hand on his beloved. Especially if she is beautiful like you, dear.” James looks you directly in the eye, then takes a sip of his drink.

You looked down and smiled. James is such a charming man.

You chugged whatever’s left in your glass and check the time on your phone. “Oh shit. I didn’t even realize we’ve been talking this long.” You look over the lobby, seeing everything getting cleaned up. Rushingly, you put your phone in your bag and stand up. “I should really get going, Tristan’s probably wondering where I’m at.” 

“As they say, time flies when one is having fun.” James grins. 

As he’s still sitting down, you quickly give him a hug. He can smell the aroma of your perfume. “It was nice meeting you, James. Thanks again for the drinks. I had a great time.” You start heading downstairs to the elevator.

James puts out his cigarette and starts slowly walking towards the bar. with his hands behind his back. He’s eyeing you while you’re still in sight. 

Liz notices him right away. “James. She has a boyfriend, remember?”

“Ah yes. From what I have learned, this significant other of hers does not have good intentions. I just know.”

Finally, you reached the floor your suite is in. You unlock the door with your room key and rush in, setting your purse on the floor being worried that Tristan’s been concerned where you’ve been.

You start looking for Tristan. The first thing you see is half of an empty bottle of vodka on the table. Then, you walk in the bedroom and find him snorting another line of whatever drug that is on the nightstand. “Are you serious right now?!” You push Tristan and quickly wipe off whatever’s left on the nightstand with your hand. 

Tristan stands up. “What the hell, babe?!” Instead of being embarrassed about you finding out, he’s pissed that you wasted it.

You stand on your tip toes and push Tristan again. “What the hell is wrong with you?! God dammit, you weren’t even worried about where I’ve been for the past couple of hours?!” 

“Stop fucking pushing me, dude!” Tristan yells, putting his face closer to yours as hes grabbing both of your arms.

“Look at you. You’re pathetic. You should’ve gone to rehab like I said. But no, you’re such a fucking loser!” You let go of his grip and push him again, which fills him with even more anger. You can see his face turn red and his jaw clench. He picks you up and throws on the nearest desk, causing the mirror to break. “Tristan!” You screamed. There’s no way that the people in the halls wouldn’t hear that. While he’s staring at you, he’s huffing and puffing from the strength he used to throw you. Mixing drugs, alcohol and anger is never the best idea.

Your mind is filled with confusion. The man you thought that loves you has really outdone himself this time. He made a promise that he wouldn’t lay a hand on you again. You’re so frightened now and just wished you left him the first time it happened. 

You thought to yourself, who knows what else he’s capable of doing? Not thinking thoroughly in the heat of the moment, you grab one of the broken mirror pieces, run up to Tristan and cut his face with it. “I hate you!” 

“Oh, you do huh?!” Tristan grabs you by the wrist, but right before he has the chance to abuse you again, James appears to stop him, making Tristan let go of your wrist. You ran to the nearest wall and cried. You could’ve sworn that the door was locked behind you. But you didn’t care to question it at this point. You’re just thankful that James is here to save you.

“Who are you?” Tristan still breathing heavily asks.

“It does not matter, dear boy. This is my hotel. And I will not allow you to harm, Miss Y/N.” James does not break eye contact.

You look up to see what’s going on as you’re wiping away your tears with the back of your hand. 

An older woman with red hair, wearing a maid uniform bends down to you, handing you a tissue. As you’re sniffling, you say, “Thank you, uhhhhh.”

“Hazel Evers. But you can call me Miss Evers.” The woman smiles at you as she is getting your hair out of your face.

“Fuck off, man!” Tristan attempts to attack James. James being much stronger than him, pushes Tristan on the bed. You can see the veins popping out of James’ neck from using his strength.

James grabs a gun out of his pocket and shoots Tristan in the head.

Your eyes widen in shock and you get up to rush to Tristan’s body but James stops to hold you. “Oh my god, what did you do?!” You didn’t think a man like James was capable of killing someone. 

“I saved you, dear. I saved you before it was too late.” Something about James’ voice is very calming to you. Still holding you, he grabs a handkerchief from his jacket and wipes away your tears.

Taking you with him, he goes to sit on the couch and lays your head to rest on his lap as you cry. Your head was filling with mixed emotions. Of course, you’re sad that the man you thought you loved is laying there dead. But what if James didn’t show up to save you? Who knows what else Tristan is capable of doing to you. He could’ve easily killed you as well. So much just happened in a short amount of time that all you want to do is lay down and cry.

“Miss Evers!” James turns his head to Miss Evers.

“Yes, Mr. March?!” She answers. Miss Evers seems very loyal to James.

“Would you get Sally to help you rid of this body?”

“Right away, sir! What a glorious stain!” She leaves the room excitedly.

James looks back down on you and caresses your head. “There there, dearest. Never will I hurt you like he did.”

Pillow Talk

Summary: While at Vidcon, Phil can’t seem to fall asleep, even after the whole ‘missed flight’ ordeal. His mind begins to drift, and his thoughts start to be filled with pride for his most favorite person.

Genre: don’t let the title fool you, it’s all FLUFF

Warnings: umm none that i can think of

Word Count: 1486

a/n: apparently my brain always comes up with stories about people who can’t sleep. also pLEASE DON’T JUDE ME i couldn’t think of a good title so i named it after zayn’s song and yeah i wrote thing while waiting in lines and legoland and universal studios and finished while at dinner so yeah ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


It’s been a long two days. Phil still couldn’t believe they had made it to Vidcon. He thought, for sure, that they’d miss it. He still couldn’t believe they they had gotten so lucky with that flight that had two seats left, perfect for him and Dan.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm kind of new to Drarry but I already realized that I really like stories where Harry is pining over Draco, desperately in love with him but at the same time he's still strong Harry we all like. A bit of angst, hurt/comfort is very welcome too. Happy ending is a must :) So if you have something like this in mind, I'll be very grateful if you share. Thank you!

I loooove pining, so this was a lot of fun to do! I hope you like them! Also, since you’re kind of new to Drarry, I just want to add that all the authors on this list are A++. And reading more of their fics would be a VERY good idea.

Drarry + pining!Harry fic recs

Azoth by zeitgeistic (88k)
Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for 8th year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care.
(So much pining, it’s amazing. Harry and Draco do their masters project together, they grow very close, there’s pining and longing and it hurtssss.)

Turn by Sara’s Girl (306k)
One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.
(This is the mother of all pining!Harry fics and exactly what you’ll want. He’s so desperately in love with Draco, he’s oh-so-strong, and I’m SO proud of him and the way he fights for his own happiness in this fic. Beautiful, beautiful thing.)

In Pieces by dysonrules (85k)
Harry returns to Hogwarts as the new DADA instructor, only to find his teaching efforts thwarted by a very familiar ghost.
(You have no idea how much I’ve cried over this one. It takes pining to a whole new level of suffering and I am so there for all of it. And yes, happy ending~)

A Piercing Comfort by talithan (44k)
When Harry Potter hits the lowest point of his life so far, it is not his friends who keep him honest. With Draco Malfoy’s patience and guidance, Harry learns to stand on his own. The thing is, after the fact—he’s no longer sure he wants to.
(MY FEELS, THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM. The focus is on Harry and his dealing with everything post-war. Will satisfy any hurt/comfort craving.)

Reparations by Sara’s Girl (87k)
Harry is about to discover that the steepest learning curve comes after Healer training, and that second chances can be found in unexpected places.
(This fic is so incredibly well-written, characterizations so on point, and Harry falls so hard for Draco. The pining, the slow burn, the sexual tension. Agh!)

Running on Air by eleventy7 (74k)
Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.
(I’m forever crying over this one. Gorgeous writing, so beautifully written, every single sentence is exquisite. It’s that melancholic kind of angst. Love it.) 

Stately Homes of Wiltshire by waspabi (57k)
Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot and an infestation of unusually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.
(One of the funniest fics I know, this author is hilarious. The pining is lovely, the characterization of Draco is a favorite of mine, and everything is awesome.)

The Boy Who Only Lived Twice by lettered (54k)
Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It’s all right here, folks.
(This is one of the PUREST love stories ever, I have so many feels, it is fucking beautiful and it has ruined my life in the best way. Angsty pining galore!)

A Convenient Impracticality by firethesound (38k)
Somehow Harry ends up agreeing to a fake relationship with his ex-nemesis-turned-friendly-acquaintance-with-benefits, except for some reason it involves an awful lot of actual dating and, sadly, not much sex. Confused? Harry is too, but when has anything with Draco Malfoy ever been as straightforward as it seems?
(Delicious pining all over the place and the chemistry between Harry and Draco is off the charts. They’re both idiots, it’s hilarious, and the angst hurts me.)

For @thekakapocantalk, because Revenge of the Sith makes us cry like babies.

Anakin walked alongside Obi-Wan on their way to his starfighter, a rare mission in which Obi-Wan was assigned to go alone.

“You’re gonna need me on this one, Master,” Anakin told him.

“Oh, I agree,” Obi-Wan replied wholeheartedly, “However, it may turn out just to be a wild bantha chase.” They came to a stop as a Jedi Cruiser appeared before them.

“Master,” Anakin started, and paused for breath. “I’ve disappointed you. I haven’t been very appreciative of your training. I’ve been arrogant, and I apologize. I’ve just been so frustrated with the Council.” He hoped Obi-Wan understood.

It didn’t take Obi-Wan long to know the right words to say, a flash of a smile on his face. “You are strong and wise, Anakin, and I am very proud of you. I have trained you since you were a small boy. I have taught you everything I know and you have become a far greater Jedi than I could ever hope to be.” His eyes beamed with pride, and Anakin couldn’t help but shy under the attention. Obi-Wan was careful with his reprimand. “But be patient, Anakin. It will not be long before the Council makes you a Jedi Master.”

They shared a nod and a smile and then Anakin was faced with the sight of Obi-Wan leaving, leaving, perhaps for the final time.

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin called.

Obi-Wan turned around and headed back up the ramp when he saw Anakin’s hesitation. “What is it, my friend?”

Anakin looked into his eyes and saw the same Obi-Wan he’d looked up to as a boy. “Padmé’s pregnant,” he blurted.

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Fic: Nobody Else (Philip/Lukas)

Summary: Five Times Philip and Lukas are total besties and one time Lukas sort of has an epiphany. (Or: there are no murders, Lukas and Philip become best friends, and stuff happens.)

A/N: Okay, I have such a friendship kink. Like, if you can’t be BFFs with your s/o then why bother, right? And I LOVE LOVE LOVE the way these two connect and also, well, they are kind of dumb when it comes to feelings, which is something I can relate to. So that’s my excuse for writing this. It was meant to be a short 1k ficlet but I don’t know why I even still pretend I can be succinct.

Also up on the AO3


Lukas is trailing after Philip to the edge of the Caldwell’s property, not really understanding where they’re going or why.

“Are you ever going to tell me where you’re dragging me off to?” he asks.

Philip looks back at him and shakes his head, waves Lukas on. “Nope. It’s a surprise. Calm down. It’s not that much further.”

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Double Trouble

Summary: Reader is close to Danny, nearly a sister, and she drops by on vacation. 

Pairing: Steve McGarrett x Reader

Warning: Makes jokes dealing with reader being a sex therapst, mild threats, McDanno banter

Words: 1,200

*I don’t own Hawaii Five-O characters, obviously. And credit to the people who created the gifs - aka not me. Oh, and my stories are one-shots until requested differently

Originally posted by peggyswilliams

Originally posted by my-whortleberry-friend

Danny’s phone rang, he looked up to Steve, who was driving, and tried to decide whether he should answer it in front of him or not, “Hey Doll, why are you calling so early, your flight isn’t supposed to arrive until tonight.”

He glanced up to the very curious Steve McGarrett, who was trying to figure out who his partner was talking to. Steve didn’t know someone was flying in to see Danno, “Who’s on the phone?” Danny continued to talk to you and ignore his partner, “Hey, who you talking to?”

Slapping his hand away, “Can’t you see I’m on the phone. You see this object I am talking into – it works like one of those tin cans you use to talk into, you know to another person,” he pointed to the phone, “I’m talking to someone, you animal.”

“Alright, alright,” he put his hands up defensively.

“I’ll be there in twenty minutes, just hold tight,” Danny said to you over the phone. He hung up looking over to an innocent, but nosey Steve, “Can you please start making your way to the airport?”

“The airport, are we expecting company,” Steve asked, acting clueless.

Shaking his head, passively laughing, “We? We aren’t expecting anything. I have family flying in from Jersey. They found an earlier flight out of the blue and they just landed. I don’t have time to drop you off and drive my car to get her – so here we are,” Danny explained, emphasizing on the my car part.

“Her, family – Daniel,” Steve looked over to his partner, prying some more, “Why would you not tell us, your family in Hawaii, that you had another family coming in.”

Frustrated, “She was my brother’s best friend from home, okay,” he yelled, “She’s like my little sister and it’s been hard on her recently with missing Matty. So she is coming to stay awhile.”

They arrived at the airport, “Why haven’t you ever mentioned her,” Steve ask, “This Y/N?”

“Grace has,” he said, looking around the crowd, “Remember that story about the aquarium and the boy picking on her.”

“She’s the fish tank girl,” he asked shocked.

“Yeah,” he grumbled, “Y/N is the fish tank girl.”

You were walking around aimlessly, trying to catch sight of that helmet of blonde hair, “Danny,” you screamed over the crowd, dropping your suitcase, and pulling him into the tightest hug, “It’s so good to see you.” Steve eyed you up, instantly intrigued by your high waisted jean shorts and belly shirt. Pulling away, you look at the man watching the both of you, “Tall, dark, bruiting, troublemaker spirit, and a smirk – you must be Steve, I’m Y/N.”

“Fish tank girl,” Danny pointed to her.

Shrugging at the memory, “Not my finest moment,” you said, half laughing.

Steve grinned at you, gripping your hand tightly to shake, “Nice to meet you. I hope you don’t believe a thing that comes out of this man’s mouth.”

“Daniel,” you point to him, who was pulling your suitcase along with him to the walk to the car, “Never, Jersey people, we like to embellish with dramatics.”

“Aye,” he pushed you gently, “You’re lucky you’re grown up or I’d be shoving you in a closet.”

Steve opened the door for you letting you climb in the back. Danny shoved Steve and started to banter about Steve’s unnecessary flirting with his practically little sister. Danny put your luggage away, “So Y/N, what do you do in Jersey?

“Oh, I’m a sex therapist mostly,” you shot out, looking at the environment around you.

Steve was trying to get some water, nearly spitting it out in Danny’s car. “Y/N,” Danny yelled, “That’s not true, Steve – she is a professor.”

Steve coughed, “Sex therapist – what does that entail,” staring straight at Danny, smirking. Out of your line of sight, Danny motioned for Steve not to start, glaring at him.

“Oh you know,” I said watching the beauty of island past by the window, sneaking a peak at Steve, “I deal with people who have issues with intimacy, fetishes, dysfunctions – the usually, maybe even a tip or two.”

Nodding his head, he looked at you through his mirror, “So you’re an expert.”

“Seven years of education would say yes, I am an expert,” I smile, I knew what he was doing.

“Stop it,” Danny pinched Steve, “Y/N here has a Ph.D. in personality psychology and we are very proud of her.”

“Thank you Danno.”

Eventually you ended up and Danny’s house, Steve grabbing your bag from the back. You walked into the front yard, you couldn’t get over the beauty of this place, “Steve, if you try to hit on her one more time, I’ll break your Navy Seal face.”

“Commander,” you called to him, “You’re considered a local right,” you ask.

He nodded, watching you curiously, “Yeah, grew up here.”

“Want to show me around,” Danny looked between the both of you shocked, “In exchange, maybe I’ll give you some tips,” you grin, watching Danny’s expression.

Steve didn’t know what to say, “I don’t think I need any tips in that department, but I’m happy to show you all around the island. Hope you packed a bikini,” he caught what you were doing.

“Hey,” he yelled, “I’m standing right here. You don’t need this animal to see the island, that’s why you have big brother Danny,” he continued to increase his volume, “Plus, you’ll most likely get shot at and I don’t need that. Now get your purse and walk inside the house.”

“Same old Danno,” you grin, picking up your bag and walking inside the house, “Bye Commander,” you wink at him.

Steve walked next to Danny, “I like her.”

“I’m going to punch you in the mouth,” he said to his partner, “She is only saying those things to get a rise out of me.”

“And yet it is working,” he made fun of his partner.

Stabbing Steve with his finger, “Don’t even breathe in her direction, she is off limits you, Neanderthal.”

“I’m ready for the beach,” you skip out in a bikini and sunglasses. You missed playing games on Danny like this, it felt right. And you missed it more than anything - so you couldn’t stop, even if you were pushing Danny’s limits.

Danny looked at you in awe, Steve check you out, nodding his head in approval, “You know, I have the best beach at my house. Danno,” he touched his partner’s shoulder, “Grab some swim trunks, we’ll barbeque there. I’ll call Chin, Kono, and Grover – it’ll be a family gathering.”

“No,” Danny yelled, “No – put a shirt on.”

“Too late,” Steve answered looking at his phone, “Everyone’s headed over to my place – they can’t wait to meet your Sex Therapist sister,” he grinned, motioning you to his car, “Come on beautiful, your chariot awaits, welcome to paradise.”

Meeting his eyes as you make your way into the car, enjoying Danny’s anger, “I’m glad to see chivalry isn’t dead, thank you sir,” you turn around and wink at Danny, who you had to have steam coming out of his ears. This was going to be an exceedingly fun vacation and Steve McGarrett was the key.

Seventeen Reaction: Describing you to other members

Request:  How would the other Seventeen members describe you to the others? (If you want do all the rest, just do the hip pop team) Sorry for any bother!

A/N: I actually already did this for S.Coups and Wonwoo as well as Woozi and Joshua: You can find this here: 

Describing you to other members 

Hi there! Sorry to bother but I really loved the ‘scoups, woozi, Joshua (and someone else I can’t remember) bragging about their s/o to the other members’ and I was wondering if you could maybe do it with the rest of seventeen? Thanks ❤️

@squishyminyoongi now I would usually only do 4/5 members or a unit but since I made you wait so long (sorry >_<) I’ll make an exception <3 

I hope this fulfills both your requests!


Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Jeonghan would be very proud to call you his to the point where talking about you would almost become like bragging. ‘You know that new dance? Y/N is really good at it.’ ‘You like that flavour of ice cream? So does Y/N.’ ‘Have you seen Y/N’s new SM post? Damn… I mean how lucky am I?’ he would gush.


Originally posted by kittykatkwon

I feel like Jun would be very smug, after all why shouldn’t be he be when he was with someone like you? If ever you achieved something or made him proud, whether it was something small or a big deal, the boys would know about it instantly. ‘Did you guys see Y/N’s new haircut? Her hair always looks so pretty, the hairdressers always say they could be a model, don’t you guys think?’


Originally posted by infinitblaq

Why describe you to the other members when he could show them? Oh you uploaded a new photo? Better make sure everyone’s seen it! You upload a dance cover? Best believe every single member has to like it! I mean, you’re already his phone wallpaper so they could see how gorgeous you were but god help them if they looked too long, that was when the wrath of Hoshi is unleashed.


Originally posted by junhuitherealvampire

Classic gushy boyfriend. ‘Honestly guys I can’t wait for you to meet Y/N, she’s honestly so sweet and funny and kind. Not to mention beautiful. She has this look that just makes me melt sometimes and when she laughs, she has this little way her nose crinkles and urgh she’s just so adorable. I know you guys are gonna love her.’ 


Originally posted by visual-17

He would describe you to the boys in a way that complimented your personality and talents. ‘I dunno guys I just really like her. There’s just something completely different about her, she’s not like an idol; she’s real. She can lighten a room with just her smile and when she looks at me my heart beats so fast I’m going to explode…’ Woozi: ‘Mingyu you’re blushing!’ ‘Am I???’


Originally posted by wonyeols

‘Guys you’re never gonna believe what happened today! Y/N complimented my hair! I’m never going to change it again… gosh she’s so sweet…’ He would come home after every date with you babbling to the others about how wonderful you were and how you made him feel. ‘I wonder if she thinks of me like I think of her, well she is very thoughtful…’


Originally posted by fabulous-girl-here

You made him a little nervous to the point where he’d just babble to the other boys about how amazing you were to him. ‘Did I tell you how good Y/N looked on our date the other day? She was wearing this outfit that just made her look so beautiful and her hair just seemed to flow so perfectly and the way she walked towards me with this shy smile, I thought I was going to faint honestly…’


Originally posted by i-wonwoo

He would be such a sweetheart I think, constantly writing raps about you and just generally being thankful to have you in his life. ‘You know guys, I’m really thankful to have Y/N. She just makes all my hard work worth it, you know? When she tells me she likes a rap or compliments me on my dances or outfits I feel like she really gets it you know? I hope she stays with me for a long time…’


Originally posted by satanteen17

If Dino had told the boys a story about you once, he had told it a thousand times. ‘Guys did I tell you about the time me and Y/N went to the cinema and-’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Ok, well the other day Y/N and I went to Han River and there was-’ ‘We know Dino.’ ‘Last weekend Y/N and I went to get ice cream and-’ ‘you laughed so hard you dropped yours and ended up sharing hers. We know!!’

Starry Nights

Hulk x Reader
Bruce Banner x Reader

Request Prompt:
Hi!!! I’m also a huge banner fan and there are not enough fics about that beautiful angel. Could I request a fic about reader falling in love with the hulk first? Like reader runs into the hulk in the middle of no where but the hulk is very nice to her and pats her head and it becomes a regular thing to meet up at night and stare at the stars and just talk. And then one day she meets bruce and she’s like oH cute


Warnings: An F bomb, attempted sexual assault which is very vaguely written but I’m gonna mark it between some ********** so you’ll know when it starts and ends if you want to skip it.

A young woman traveled down an old dirt road. To most it would seem like a lonely trip but to Y/N, she loved it. She loved the solitude, she loved the fresh breeze of nature and she absolutely loved how bright and starry the sky was at night. She lived in a cozy cottage away from the hustle and bustle of city life.

She was a novelist writing by trade but she also dabbled in children’s stories. Her best selling was a book series about Monsters that was used throughout daycares and preschools which taught children lessons such as not to judge by appearances and the value of differences.

Every other day she would make her way to the nearest town, which was a good half hours walk away (but it was okay, she loved to walk) to go about her business. She occasionally helped at a children’s centre with volunteer work and of course shop for food and necessities.

Today she worked a little later then usual at the centre, there was an emergency with one of the parents and one worker needed to stay behind to take care of a child until the parent could arrive and she volunteered to stay, she didn’t realise how late it had actually been until she stepped outside and began her walk home, darkness swept across the sky and it made her uneasy. She was grateful it wasn’t entirely dark as the stars lit up her dirt path home but she still tried to walk briskly and get home as soon as possible. She usually was safe as no one often goes around the woods past the town but it also meant she was isolated in case something did happen.


Suddenly she felt the wind knock out of her as she was pushed up against a tree. She tried to let out a scream before a hand clamped over mouth and she came face to face with a strange man.

“What are you doin’ out here alone beautiful?”

Her nose was assaulted with the smell of alcohol and fear spread out through her, this man must of followed her from town, she did walk past an old bar on her way home.

“I can show you a good time.”

She panicked as she felt the mans hand roam across her stomach. She struggled to get free and managed to bite his hand and let out a piercing scream, hoping, preying that someone ANYONE would hear her. She felt her world spin when he struck her across the face and fell to the ground.


She quickly tried to scurry away when she felt his hand grab her leg but suddenly felt him pulled away from her. She turned around and saw a large figure had grabbed him and threw him to the ground.

“What the fuck?” The man questioned, disoriented and hazy as he looked at the figure.

Hulk stepped into full view towering over the man, his face seemed to drain of all colour and he ran, tripping slightly before hightailing it away from them.

Y/N felt her heart beating so fast and hard she honestly thought it would explode out of her chest, she shuffled quickly to sit up as the large behemoth stepped slowly towards her. She looked away in fear, eyes squeezing shut as she saw him reach towards her and waited for a blow, possibly her death.

Her eyes snapped open when she felt a large hand pat her head. It sank down with the force of his weight causing her to hunch. He repeated the motion a few more times before she realised he was… Patting her? She looked up at him and saw the Hulk was staring at her, almost like he was waiting for her to make a move first.

So that’s what she did, standing carefully, wobbling a bit from her trembling knees she finally got a good look at him.

“You’re… The Hulk… Right?”

She had done her fair share of editorials when she suffered particular bad bouts of writers block or when she needed the extra money and she had done a few pieces on the green goliath. Mostly they were just sightings, a few conspiracy theories and some on how the Hulk was a menace and how some General Ross dedicated his life to tracking him down to save the world and rid the people of the evil being.

The hulk nodded, still staring at her carefully, she had a feeling he was watching her just as cautiously as she was watching him.

This so called evil creature had just saved her life, she couldn’t believe the articles she had edited after meeting him now. The Hulk suddenly turned away and began to walk off, crouching like he was ready to leap.

“Wait!!!” Y/N cried out, quickly shortening the distance between them. Hulk stopped and looked at her, almost warily? Or maybe she was just projecting her own emotions onto the beast. She gathered her courage and took a deep breath.

“I… Um, I’m a little… Shaken up… Would you… Mind walking me home?”

Yep, she was crazy. Y/N L/N had officially gone insane. She peeked up at him, afraid of his response, it was a silly question she didn’t know why she even asked and-


Her trail of thought was broken when she heard his deep gruff voice respond. She blinked up at him, honestly shocked before she quickly got her head together, the Hulk had began walking, obviously deciding not to wait for her to simply stare.

She caught up to him and realised she had to take excessively long strides to keep up with his pace. They walked in silence for awhile, her walking in front, leading the way. Her mind was buzzing with a thousand thoughts a minute. She was currently walking beside a creature who could quite literally step on her and squash her. She felt safe though, for whatever reason, she felt safe.

They had eventually reached her cottage, she had seen the small garden lights and felt a wave of relief crash over her. She was HOME. She never wanted to leave again. She almost ran to her door in her excitement but she refrained, choosing instead to turn back to the Hulk.

“I…” She was at a loss for words. “Thank you for saving me.”

The Hulk nodded at her, turning to leave once more.

“Feel free to come by for a visit if you’d like!” She called out as she waved him off, she didn’t know why but she assumed polite conversation was appropriate for the man(?) who just saved her life. He walked through the thicket of trees disappearing into the forest entirely and Y/N walked towards her gate, thinking that would be the last time she ever saw him.

Evidentially she was wrong.

For whatever reason the Hulk had indeed come back. She was lounging around, on her couch when she felt the ground suddenly shake.


Was her first thought but it had stopped nearly immediately, she stood and made her way to her window, her eyes widened when she peaked through the blind and saw Hulk, much to her surprise, standing outside her house.

She pulled on a jacket and went outside, the cool fresh air hit her and she smiled. She loved the nights crisp air.

“Hulk? You came back?” She wasn’t expecting an answer so she half didn’t know why she asked the question. She supposed she DID invite him back but who would have thought he’d take her up on that offer. He was staring at her again, silently. She bit her lip unsure of how to proceed. She couldn’t exactly invite him inside for tea and cookies, he’d never fit through her door!

Instead she once more worked up the guts and made her way towards him. He watched as she sat herself down and looked up at him.

“Would you like to sit with me and look at the stars?”

The question hung in the air before Hulk had plonked to the ground beside her. Every so often she would try to peak at him, study his face as he gazed at the sky with that ever present scowl on his face.

And that was how it started.

This continued near daily, she’d feel the familiar quake of the ground, grab her coat and head outside. They started sitting at a comfortable distance apart but slowly but surely they had ended up sitting closer and closer until eventually she found herself situated in the Hulk’s lap, he would stroke her hair and pat her head and again she didn’t know how she should feel about this but it was pleasant. She found it to be her favourite time.

She opened up to the Hulk more and more and began talking to him. At first it was unsure sentences and awkward conversations but surely enough she ended up talking to him avidly each night, Hulk in turn responded with short answers and simple sentences but she had come to expect it of him. One night she found the courage to ask him what he was doing here in the deep woods.

“Hiding.” Was his simple statement and she wondered what could something like the Hulk possibly need to hide from.

She ended up doing more research about him and found out how General Ross had chased him across America and it made her heart ache. She also discovered that the Hulk never really attacked anyone first. It was ALWAYS in self defence or in response to the militaries assault. She grew to want to protect the Hulk and keep him safe. She wanted him to feel… Loved…

She swallowed awkwardly when she realised she was blushing at the thought.

No no no no

She couldn’t! She DIDN’T! It was simply impossible. She wouldn’t believe she had a CRUSH on the 8 foot tall green man. Nope. Definitely not.


Oh my god I have a crush on the Hulk…

The realisation hit her like a ton of bricks and she was tempted to pretend she wasn’t home when his next visit came. She found herself nervous instead of excited and paced around her living room until she felt the ground quake signalling the Hulk had arrived. Slowly she pulled her jacket on and took a deep breath, she quickly checked her self out in the mirror, nodding at her reflection before reaching for the door handle.

Hulk was already seated, cross legged and looking at the sky. She made her way to him and he held out his hand, allowing her to take it as she hoisted herself onto his lap, making herself comfortable as she gazed up at the beautiful expanse of stars. She was mostly silent this night, thinking and just enjoying his company.

When it was time to leave and she felt the Hulk start to stand, instead of simply hopping off his lap as per usual she gathered her courage and pressed a kiss to his cheek. She quickly slid down and made her way to her door afraid of the consequences.

“Goodnight Hulk!” She smiled as she nodded to him, shutting the door quickly.

Hulk stood in silence for a moment, pressing his hand to his cheek.

“Goodnight Y/N.”

The next day Y/N awoke bright and early and readied herself for the day, she got dressed and had breakfast and picked up her weaved basket, ready to go into town to shop after her day of work. She halted after she opened her front door and stared at the sight before herself baffled.


In front of her was a… large chunk of ground? It looked like a construction truck had scooped up a pile of dirt and dumped it in front of her gate. It was definitely torn up ground and uprooted as she could see it’s dirt covered roots. Upon closer inspection she noticed the chunk of ground was covered in wild flowers.

She put two and two together as her brain clicked. Did the Hulk give her flowers? Was this what was happening? She had no other explanation. She stepped towards the large mess and found herself smiling shyly. She plucked the flowers that weren’t crushed from the ground and placed them inside. She decided she would press them when she returned home.

After a long day at the children’s centre she trudged back home, her shoulders were aching from all the lifting she had done, if anyone ever tells you childcare is an easy job do NOT listen to them. She couldn’t wait to get home. Take a nice hot bath and then go to sleep.

She gasped when she saw a shirtless man sitting against her gate, her first thought was to be terrified or run but she took a few steps closer and when he noticed her he awkwardly scrambled to his feet. She stared at him in a hopefully subtle manner.

Ooooh, he’s cute!

No! Now was not the time for thoughts like that! She tried to give a hard look to make herself seem brave as she stared at him expectedly. He smiled at her nervously and took careful steps towards her. She looked at his hand as he raised it for her to shake.

“Hi… I’m Bruce Banner. The, uh, the Hulk.”

Part 2

anonymous asked:

I love the someonecares story! The interactions between Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan just hit me right in the feels! I'd like to put in a request to continue hitting me in the feels with more of that.

“And with this act, the rank of Knight is given to you, Obi-Wan Kenobi, may you be a guiding light for justice and peace from this moment on.” Qui-Gon offered softly as he cut through the copper braid, his smile threatening to cover his entire face as Obi-Wan stared solemly back at him, only the glittering mischievousness in his eyes giving away his honest emotions as the coil dropped into his hand.

“Thank you Master Jinn, for guiding me on my path.” The now knight offered formally before pressing the braid into his hand, giving him a small smile as he did. “And with this I gift you the evidence of my path.”

Qui-Gon clenched his hand around the cord even as Obi-Wan turned to the council to bow to them, accepting the validation of his rank.

This was something he hadn’t gotten last time, Obi-Wan’s braid.

He was almost dizzy at the thought even as he couldn’t stop smiling, resting a hand on the others shoulder.

“Stay together a bit you two will have to, personally requested by the Supreme Chancellor Master Qui-Gon has been. Send another team with him we can not, go with him you will knight Kenobi.” Yoda chuckled. “Mind it I do not think you will?”

Obi-Wan smiled a bit and shook his head. “No Master, I don’t mind.”

Qui-Gon chuckled quietly, listening to Mace summarize the Naboo mission. ‘Now it really begins…’ So much plotting and planning, so much careful grooming of Obi-Wan to make sure he was healthy, both physically and mentally…so much guidance and sneaking around!

It made an old man feel young.

Stepping out of the council room Obi-Wan only gave into his glee after the doors shut, giving a delighted laugh and throwing his arms around Qui-Gon. “I did it! You did it! I’m a knight!” The delighted twenty five year old beamed at him.

“Indeed! I told you you were ready.” Qui-Gon chuckled, petting his hair.

“I can’t wait to tell Anakin. Can we stop by the creche before we leave for the mission?” Obi-Wan questioned hopefully.

“Of course, lets go see your future padawan.”

Getting Anakin and Shmi off Tatooine had been crucial. Four years old and Anakin fit right into the creche, Shmi safe on Alderaan from what Qui-Gon knew.

And of course the little blond had wandered right into Obi-Wan’s path and utterly charmed the other.

‘Where there’s a Kenobi, there is a Skywalker…’ Qui-Gon smiled as Obi-Wan was bouncing on his heels. His Obi-Wan.

His student.

Not the old lonely man on Tatooine, the one who had everything he ever cared ripped from his hands.

A fresh twenty five year old knight.

Qui-Gon reached out a rested his hand on the others shoulder, squeezing gently. “Obi-Wan, I am very proud of you.” He offered softly to the younger man, the redhead looking at him quickly before beaming at the soft look on the others face.

“Thank you master. You know, I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t taken me in. I’m so glad you did.” He gave the others shoulder an affectionate headbutt.

‘I do. And I dislike myself for doing that to you my dearest student.’ Qui-Gon didn’t voice that, smiling instead as he squeezed again. “Oh I don’t know, you and Feemor gang up on me so often I may have to leave you behind now that you’re a knight. Lord knows you two ganged up on me when you were a reverent padawan.” He teased.

Obi-Wan just laughed.

It was warm and open, full of good humor and not a trace of the sadness that once rested in his heart. No doubt about his place of belonging in Qui-Gon’s life or the set of skills he had been taught that served the him in his missions for the Order.

‘It starts for real now. Please let it not be the beginning of the end. Let it be the beginning of another golden age…’ Qui-Gon thought as he kept his hand on the others shoulder, the coil of a braid in his other. ‘Let me see this future become golden…’

He closed his eyes and turned his thoughts to the future, the Order, Feemor and Obi-Wan, letting himself hope that with Anakin far removed from Palpatine’s influence…

‘I haven’t asked for much Force. I have a new chance that you granted me, to not mess up with those I cared for…but I ask that I don’t see the beginning of the end once again. Let me see my knights thrive. Let me see them prosper and win…’


Qui-Gon’s body hits the floor of of the Theed powerplant as his lightsaber rolls from powerless fingers.

The sith prepares a killing blow but its intercepted by the cry of a fully fledged Jedi knight, Obi-Wan like a blaze of Light as he meets the dark and fights Maul away from his former master with the ferocity that he’s been taught to use in duels.

Qui-Gon can do nothing but watch.

And feel pride.

Whatever his own fate becomes today, he sees the knight he created, the steady creature of the Order who will one day win against the darkness. Through his comm he hears Feemor asking for details though he should be focusing on helping the pilots with the droid ships.

And yet…yet…

Qui-Gon almost laughed.

He sees the knights he has created, sees the bridges he has mended in this life and knows that if the Force decides to take him today, he left behind a better legacy. A better impression. A less broken man.

And then Obi-Wan is there, green eyes alive with the Force and worry as he turns Qui-Gon over on his back to get a good look, the banked fire that is Obi-Wan no longer hidden away.

“Obi-Wan…” He chuckled, seeing the black shape resting on the floor behind them. ‘Alive…alive but not dead…’ Obi-Wan has fought Maul to a stop and knocked him out, restrained him.

“Shut up old man and let me work.” Its a snarled, hurried sentence as fingers lightly brush his almost severed right arm from the shoulder down before brushing the wound in his lower stomach.

“Proud.” Qui-Gon offered, reaching up to the pale cheek.

“Yes well be proud of me in the morning Qui-Gon. I’m not giving you to the Force just yet old man.”

Light consumes him, distinctly flavored with Obi-Wan’s raw determination and when Qui-Gon opens his eyes the next time its to meet Feemor’s distinctly unimpressed face as he looks between him and Obi-Wan resting in a medical bed in what Qui-Gon assumes is still Naboo.

“Hi.” He rasps.

“Yes hello to you too Master. Honestly, you two.” Feemor threw his hands in the air before dropping them down and sighing, sitting on the bedside. “Well, at least I get to torment you a few more years.”

Qui-Gon chuckled weakly at that then looked to the other bed, Obi-Wan curled up on his side towards Qui-Gon. “What?” He let himself use single syllabuses as he knew Feemor would understand what he was asking.

“Fool knight poured so much into you he passed out, he just needs rest. You guys were lucky I came when I did or the Sith would have escaped with both of you passed out.” Feemor offered before the older of the two former padawans nodded to the Master’s bandaged arm. “Couldn’t fully fix you though, you may never have full mobility of that arm and the medics were talking about you perhaps needing a cane unless the healers back at the temple can do something more.”

Qui-Gon hummed at that, looking at his bandaged arms before gratefully accepting the broken up pieces of ice chips Feemor offered him to suck on.

“So no more active field duty huh.” He sighed, lifting a hand to the bandages.


“You don’t have to lie to me Feemor.” Qui-Gon chuckled before smirking at him. “Who knows, I could end up on the council now to make life more difficult for them since I won’t be a field agent.” He waggled his eyebrows at the blond.

“They won’t know what hit them.” A drowsy voice offered and Qui-Gon looked over to the other bed, smiling when he saw green eyes opened to a silver to peer at them both.

“And neither will you if you don’t go back to sleep.”

“Mmmn, fine.” Obi-Wan closed his eyes again under the watchful gazes of his linage brother and former master.

“Well, at least he’s not snoring.” Feemor peacefully feed Qui-Gon another ice chip.