because my lifes over now


Your secret is safe with me

“Blaise,” Draco fumed, storming into the living room, “what happened to the chest of drawers in my room?”

Blaise looked up from the paper he was reading and grinned at Draco.

“Do you like the new one? You’ve been whining about it so much, I thought I’d just replace that awful old-timer.”

“What did you do with that old-timer?”

“I sold it,” Blaise shrugged.

“You sold it,” Draco repeated flatly.


“Who did you sell it to?” Draco asked frantically.

“No idea,” Blaise said. “I didn’t get a name. Two people came by to pick it up. I think they were Muggles.”

Draco felt like he was about to faint.

“Did you take everything out beforehand?”

Blaise snorted.

“Of course! What do you take me for?”

“Everything?” Draco insisted.

Blaise raised an eyebrow at Draco’s tone and studied him.

“Yes, everything.”

Draco took a step closer and narrowed his eyes.

“Even what was under the secret false bottom in the second drawer, nobody but me knows about?”

Blaise paled and his mouth opened.

“Oh,” he simply said.

“Yes, oh,” Draco growled. “Great, now I have to hunt it down. You’re a lousy flatmate.”

“Hey, I just wanted to do you a favour,” Blaise said defensively.

“You better hope they haven’t found what’s inside it, or I’m going to kill you.”

Doing the locator spell was easy enough. Draco had feared it wouldn’t work, but it seemed there were no wards guarding the flat the chest of drawers had ended up in. Draco apparated to the flat, his heart hammering as he knocked.

When the door opened, Draco was sure he had to be dreaming. Of all the people in the world. Of course. Of course.

“Malfoy?” Potter seemed stunned. He was holding a toothbrush and was only dressed in a green t-shirt and pants. “How did you find me?”

Draco shook his head, willing his mind to work properly again.

“You have something of mine,” he said curtly.

“And what might that be?” Potter responded, a grin beginning to form on his lips. It took Draco off guard for a moment.

“Can I just come in and check something?”

Potter stepped aside and gestured for Draco to come in. Draco wasted no time and quickly found the chest of drawers in the corner of Potter’s bedroom. He opened the second drawer and took out the little book he had been so desperate to get back.

“What’s that?” Potter asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“Nothing of your concern. It shouldn’t have been in there,” Draco huffed.

“Hmmm,” Potter hummed. “You know, I never would have thought you kept a diary.”

Draco blushed, quickly hiding his hands behind his back.

“It’s not a diary,” he said lamely.

Potter nodded, but he had a mischievous smile on his face.

“You want a drink?” he asked, turning around and heading back into the living room. Draco blinked and tried to find his voice again.

“Um, no thank you. You were obviously getting ready for bed. I won’t disturb you any longer,” he said hastily.

“You sure? It might be a great opportunity,” Potter grinned. Draco gave him a quizzical look.


“I don’t know,” Potter shrugged, “after two Firewhiskeys you might get the chance to run your hands through my incredibly infuriating, magnificent head of hair.” Potter tried to keep a straight face, but couldn’t suppress a snicker. “I might even let you touch my strong and marvellous jawline.”

Never had Draco wished more the ground would open and swallow him up.

“You read it,” he said through gritted teeth. “You had no right.”

“True,” Potter replied, nonchalant. “I’d let you read mine in return, but I don’t keep a diary.” He stepped closer to Draco, studying his face intently.

“You look rather cute when you’re flushed.”

Draco made a sound that was something between a weird gurgle and a high-pitched squeak. Whatever it was, it was highly embarrassing.

Potter chuckled, coming to a halt right in front of Draco.

“I mean, I could just show you what kind of fantasies I’d be writing in that diary,” he said in a low whisper.

Draco gulped, not quite grasping what Potter was saying.

“Like what?” he breathed.

“Hmmm.” Potter’s eyes flickered down to Draco’s lips. “Like how I want to grab you right now and kiss you until you can’t breathe.”

Draco’s mouth opened involuntarily. Breathing was already hard with Potter standing so close to him.

“And then,” Potter continued, deliberately breathing on Draco’s lips, “I’d want your hands on the most delicious and perfect arse you have ever seen in your life.”

Draco groaned loudly. This was just too much. But then again, Potter really seemed to be teasing him in a rather flirtatious way. Trying to conceal his nervousness, he raised his chin and fixed Potter with a glare.

“These better not just be empty promises,” Draco said haughtily.

“Oh, they’re not,” Potter smirked, his eyes gleaming as he started pouring their drinks.


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what you gon do now charl

i’m really really ready to just have such a positive beautiful outlook on life and i know i’ll still have bad days but from now i’m really not letting that get to me, i want to be so so happy, and i’m starting today!!

I can’t believe Julie gave DE the human endgame Stelena was supposed to have and made Stelena’s last and only scene about SC. And Tyler didn’t even get to have a line or see Caroline one last time. Actually I can believe it, I just hate that she did it.


Fai does his job and properly voices the plot details so that Syaoran (and I) can catch up - but also goes through the effort of pointing out that Kurogane figured it out before him and refused to be the one to say it. 


But what I’m really interested in is that they actually specify exactly which bits of the race Tomoyo fixed. 

Ie, she fixed the preliminary, but I have to guess not all of the preliminary. Tomoyo was very fixed on the combustion particles that were used in the race, so I’m going to stick with my assumption that THAT was Kyle, and that Tomoyo organised the wind thing. Maybe? I could be completely wrong about that. She could just be really committed to acting surprised even during private moments where only her guards can see her. I GUESS WE’LL SEE.

But, more importantly, Tomoyo fixed the first 2 checkpoints of the main race but nothing beyond that. SO, the dragon tube and the exploding badge machine were hers, but not the deadly geyser that almost killed Sakura. 

Not that it’s terrible surprising that she didn’t do the last one, of course. 


But I’m curious, because the first checkpoint almost eliminated Sakura from the race in itself. Did Tomoyo just believe in Sakura’s abilities? Was it not supposed to malfunction THAT badly? 


And of course, a liveblog wouldn’t be complete without one of my earlier observations being rendered completely redundant by something that happened less than two pages into the next chapter. 


Accidents Happen (reader x Bucky)

Hiya. Confession: So I took a long break from tumblr because it was taking over my life but I’m back now because Bucky. Obviously. I’ve mostly been writing fiction the past few years, but this is my VERY FIRST dipped toe into fiction of the “fan” variety. This story was running through my head ALL day at work yesterday so I had to get it out. I was brought back to writing from all the awesome (Y/N) x Bucky blogs I’ve been reading, devouring entire Master lists in fact. (Ahem, @squishybucky @writingruna and @imaginingbucky. Still making my way through @you-and-bucky ‘s list and I’m loving it!)

I’m still learning this new form of writing, so please be kind but helpful tips are welcome! I pretty much wrote it last night from top to bottom with very little editing, but mostly I’m posting now before I lose my nerve. :D This story is loosely based on my life experience when I fell hard for a guy, wishing I could’ve been as bold as the reader is. 


Accidents Happen

Summary: Reader is 26 years old training with the avengers. She is slightly accident prone with a sheltered background, resulting in aversion to swearing. No verbal filter and says most things without thinking. She gets creative with curse words. First meeting and developing feelings for Bucky. 

Warnings: none? Mostly Fluff with a little heat at the end. :) I can’t handle pretty much any smut without dying of embarrassment. :)


“Nice try, Hawk, but you’re about to eat mat, mother trucker!”

You had no verbal filter. Everyone on the team knew that. After almost a year of training together, they were used to your bizarre outbursts and ridiculous exclamations. However, you grew up in a very religious, uptight household and despite distancing yourself from those beliefs years ago, old habits held strong. Such as your inability to curse like a normal person. Any response to excitement, pain, surprise, or fear resulted in a random phrase that usually began with the first syllable of the intended word.

“Kick his asteroid, Nat!”

The redhead rolled her eyes, but kept focus and had Clint on the mat in seconds.

You pumped your fists in the air with a triumphant yell, then approaching the mat in anticipation of your own sparring match. All training focus had dissolved, however, as the gym doors opened revealing Steve and a dark-haired stranger. Curiosity peaked as you joined the welcome crowd approaching the newcomer.  Shoulder-length hair covered his down-turned face, but the glint of a silver hand not covered by his left jacket sleeve explained all.

“It’s Bucky!!” you whispered too loudly.

Keep reading

Sorry :/

I know I’ve been a bit MIA lately and haven’t been getting to many asks or anything. Just have a lot on my plate with work right now.

I’ve also been doing my best to work on the fic. I DO see all the kind messages you’re sending about it and believe me–I love them. I never expected to have this sort of a response. I love yall so much!

I truly am almost finished with chapter 6 so I promise you’ll be able to read it soon–like just a couple of days (because it needs to be beta’d as well). Thanks for being awesome, guys XD


2 jades i drew in class

Was totally going to do laundry today. Then I went to talk to my boss. And now I have mixed and confused and apprehensive emotions. So I’m making spaghetti instead.

Okay, I usually wouldn’t comment on any drama going on but here’s what I have to say.

First of all, no I don’t know the guys personally. But I trust them and I hear them. They’ve saved so many of our lives and calling them homophobic just because you want to lash out at them is disgusting. And yes they might have made mistakes, may make more in the future but they’re human. Everyone needs to understand that. Just because they’re celebrities doesn’t mean they’re fucking perfect. They make mistakes. Deal with it.

Now, I was never a big fan of Arzaylea but I had always respected her as a person and never bad mouthed her but that’s some really low shit she’s pulling off. How low and disgusting to publicly humiliate someone and distort their image in front of people who adore them. That’s some filth right there. If you have some problem please talk it out personally you arse!! This just shows the attention you’re seeking. Going around blaming people isn’t going to do you much good.

Lastly, I stand by Luke. You know why? Because that guy has been part of my life for over 3 years now. That guy has been there for me when no one was. That guy makes me laugh still to this day. And I know that that guy, the dork with long limbs and now long hair that he fails to comb, that guy obsessed with his dog. Yes. That guy that cares for so many of us. That guy cannot be that hateful. I trust Luke.

And I don’t want to hate on Arzaylea, but girl, pick your dignity back up and stop with this shit. You’re an adult. Act like one.

Edit: also I’d like to add that doing drugs is a very shitty habit. Cocaine can ruin lives. In no way am I defending drug habit. Neither is cheating something you should do. That is fucking disgusting. Stay away from all that shit kids. Fill your life with happiness and positivity. Life’s too short. Love. And give love. [I am not saying what Arzaylea said is true. I’m very apprehensive of her and I don’t trust her very much so yeah.]

Oh. My. Goodness. I am still so obsessed with the thought of you.

do you ever just see a ship on your dash and you’re like huh never though of them together like that but then fast forward 10 hours and it’s 4 am and you’re loudly sobbing over fics about them and then bam they’re also suddenly your phone wallpaper like ????? how does this happen exactly science side of tumblr please explain

You know what I think about this a lot, but am I the only one that’s actually made pretty uncomfortable by the idea that romantic/sexual attraction is what gender you’re attracted to?

I understand why that was changed from sex, because that was problematic in itself

But I don’t feel like gender is a better term either because that’s presuming that you can somehow see and determine gender when?? It’s one of the most volatile, indistinguishable and intangible things on the planet?? How in the hell are you attracted to gender?? What is gender?? Where is it???

idk maybe it’s just cause i’m non-binary (and quite clearly straight men and non-straight women arent attracted to me bc of my gender) so I suppose it affects me more directly, or rather I have more reason to question it…. who knows

a few things
  1. i probably won’t be posting until next week because wedding things are rly taking over my life right now lmao pls don’t miss me too much
  2. i’ll answer the rest of your character questions later, probably in one giant post ok <3
  3. i made a story directory that links to my new giant story tag so you can see where santi’s story and the wallace story connect, i think it’ll be useful for people just tuning in because i don’t want it to seem like the two are separate entities, they very much go together. BUT for some reason, some posts in the story tag are inexplicably not showing up despite the fact that they’re tagged properly? they’re these ones, as far as i can tell: (x x x x x x) I’M MAD because they’re all important posts that provide context for the scenes afterward…but whatev JUST BE AWARE OF THAT I GUESSs
  4. love u