because she is a doll

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A cashier tried to convince this little girl to get a white doll. She said no.

  • As a prize for a month of successful potty-training, two-year-old Sophia Benner picked out a doll she loved at a local Target — but when she and her mother got to the checkout, a cashier tried to talk her out of her purchase because Sophia is white, and the doll she picked out was black. Sophia’s mother, Brandi Benner, described the incident in an Instagram post on Saturday.
  • Benner wrote that she was about to respond to the cashier when her daughter jumped in with a succinct, and perfect, explanation. “I immediately became angry, but before I could say anything, Sophia responded with, ‘Yes, she does. She’s a doctor like I’m a doctor. And I’m a pretty girl and she’s a pretty girl. See her pretty hair? And see her stethoscope?” Read more. (4/4/2017 1:15 PM)

Old Hunters DLC Lore &  Iconography (with Mom)

Mom: okay so, Laurence’s pose is a reference to Michelangelo’s La Pietà which makes him the Christ figure of the story since his death (his skull) is the foundation of the Church. Then, as you explained to me, Ludwig is a reference to a demon in Buddhist hell and let’s leave it at that. The Orphan of Kos is ‘the son of (a) god’ and can be considered Christ in his own right even if seen from a different angle since the focus seems to be on the Old Hunters’ sin more than himself as a character.

Me: pretty much.

Mom: Which means that the Hunters are… the Jews who killed the son of God. But then, why is Maria named after the mother of Christ if she is one of those committing the sin? Shouldn’t she be Eve or something like that?

Me: I think it’s because she plays a motherly role as the Doll and her hunter-self trapped in the nightmare still protects both the Orphan and Mother Kos but- BUT the Eve allegory is interesting. After all, the original sin was curiosity on Eve’s part represented by the temptation of the tree of knowledge and there’s a lot of emphasis on the word ‘curiosity’ in Maria’s dialogue…

Mom: And it’s not just Eve, also Pandora. It’s an archetype, it’s always the woman’s fault.

Me: Yup, but Bloodborne is 100% gender equal. That’s why some of the things we discussed regarding the setting and its similarity with the victorian era don’t work. Maria and Gehrman are portrayed in similar ways, they both preside a dreaming world, they both step up from a state in which you wouldn’t expect them to fight back to kick your ass (he’s old, she’s dead) and they both protect a Great One out of guilt. The game places the blame on both, and Kos cursed not just the two of them but all hunters just like God punished not just Adam and Eve but mankind as a whole. I always found the wording of the curse itself very fitting because since a child is the most important thing to a Great One, that’s exactly what Kos decided to target with her curse. “Each wretched birth will plunge each child into a lifetime of misery.”, not unlike the Christian God doomed Adam and Eve’s descendants (us) to sufference, illness etc.

Mom:  Sounds legit. The sins of the forefathers… all you need to wrap this up now are the apple and the snake, I guess.

Me: That’s exactly what Simon, one of the characters in the DLC, says. The forefathers part I mean. Not sure about the apple, it could be an allegory for Insight because of the whole ‘apple of knowledge’ thingy but… mmmh. They already used snakes in a similar way in Dark Souls, literally. The two primordial serpents, so I doubt they would repeat the motif.

[a few days later…]

I found this. It’s from one of the exclusive images released by IGN when the game was still in alpha.

Guess what weapon scales the best with Arcane. It’s the Kos parasite. The weapon you get from re-enacting the original sin of the Bloodborne world: killing the sweet child of Kos.

In the name of knowledge. And curiosity.

Thanks, mom.

I’m really hoping the Wynonna and Nicole friendship kicks off from here because it has been worse than shaky to start the season. Now that Wynonna knows she can trust Nicole with Waverly and Wynonna is no longer possessed maybe they can start bonding like they did in Season 1. Just without the alcohol this time…

So this is just a basic layout of everything WayHaught, Waverly vs Gooverly, and individual storylines for Waverly and Nicole so far in season 2, mostly surrounding events in 2x03 but mentioning a few others from past episodes.

What we know:

WayHaught will last even after Gooverly is gone, because Emily, Dom and Kat have all said that we will see more of the storyline with Nicole helping Waverly discover if she really is an Earp throughout the season.

Waverly does not know she is possessed and either doesn’t remember anything that Gooverly does or she physically does not connect that time is missing from her day because of it. This is confirmed when Waverly mentions to Wynonna that she still doesn’t have her lipstick and has no recollection of eating it.

Waverly no longer needs to be black eyed for Gooverly to be in control, as shown by the kiss in the gym at homecoming, as well as her taking the shaker from the bar and singing while Dolls was lying on the ground. While she does become black eyed eventually in both these situations, it appears that the black eyes no longer need to remain a constant for Gooverly to take control, which most likely means that Waverly is loosing more and more control of herself.

Waverly was herself when she consented to have sex with Nicole, and she was fully aware of what was happening.

Nicole will have a lot of storyline revolving around simply her career as a police officer.

Dolls is now aware of Waverly’s possession, and by the end of next week’s episode Wynonna will know something is wrong as well. We don’t know if she will know for certain of the possession because Dolls only mentions a look in Waverly’s eyes, but this conversation could be interrupted before he tells her that Waverly is possessed. But Wynonna will at least know something isn’t right.

As long as Gooverly continues to exist, Waverly looses more of herself (Meaning that Gooverly will be making longer appearances) and the possession is becoming stronger.

Nicole knows something is wrong with Waverly, and Wynonna refuses to believe it. (This is almost certainly because she refuses to lose another sister)

Gooverly does not appreciate Tucker either a.) Calling her sexuality wrong, b.) Insulting Nicole in any way, or c.) Both

Waverly is not ashamed to admit that she is dating Nicole, because before Tucker calls their relationship wrong she is clearly herself by the way she is trying to leave and seems slightly intimidated by him.

Waverly mentions Wynonna polishing the gun shaft at the beginning of 2x03, but she is not making a joke, rather noticing the metal of the gun. She also eats the lipstick because she wants the metal holder at the bottom. Not only is Gooverly collecting metal, but they are all a similar silver shade as well.


What we can infer:

Waverly does not remember the kiss in the gymnasium at homecoming, but she seems to be aware that she went to visit Nicole and she seems aware of Tucker’s arrest. It’s most likely a blank spot starting from when she looked at the trophy to right after Tucker mentions them making out because it doesn’t seem like Waverly knows that happened. This theory is further confirmed when she seems eager to see Nicole near the end of the episode, and if she remembered the kiss, as well as telling Nicole “Not good enough” she most likely would not be as willing to visit her, or she would be a little more worried about it.

Nicole will probably be kept out of the conversation of Waverly’s possession at first, which will only cause more drama between her and Wynonna. While this isn’t what I want, it doesn’t seem like Wynonna and Nicole are in a very good place right now, so it at least won’t be surprising if she doesn’t tell her.

If Dolls manages to get back to normal with the medicine Rosita is making for him, he may try to reinstate Nicole into BBD. If this happens, however, it will most likely not be for a few episodes, seeing as how Emily and Kat have mentioned that there’s a lot of angst surrounding Nicole not getting this promotion, and Dolls is most likely still hiding the fact that he’s alive from Lucado and BBD.

Nicole will probably need some reassurance of her importance to Waverly because of Wynonna’s comparison to her and Champ.

Hopefully Wynonna will realize she was wrong about her assumptions of Nicole and eventually will apologize, but if this happens it will most likely not occur until after Gooverly is gone and Waverly is back to herself.

If it comes down to some sort of face off with Gooverly, Nicole likely could end up trying to be the hero to save Waverly, which will hopefully be another thing to ensure Wynonna that she’s not just using Waverly.

Nicole will probably need assurance that their first time consummating their relationship was the real Waverly, not Gooverly.

Mercedes might be dead but she might become possessed as well to gain information, but hopefully if this happens the possessor will still continue to protect Waverly and Nicole from Tucker trying to harass or sue them.

Feel free to add anything else that we know or that can be inferred

anonymous asked:

Most original Dramione stories you've ever read. I'm talking the ones with a unique premise or twist you didn't see coming. Something that isn't usual in this fandom. Can be dark, fluffy, romantic. Whatever. I just want to read something that is like, WOW THAT'S DIFFERENT!

Well, here are some I can think of off the top of my head. I’m only posting the stories that are completed, not the WIPs (there are SO MANY good WIPs out there!):

A Killing Grace by Savage Midnight - Rated: M - 5 Chapters (COMPLETE) - In the midst of war, two enemies fight on common ground to bring the blood bath to an end. Hate and prejudice are flung aside, boundaries are broken, and the inevitable sacrifices are made.

A Kind and Generous Man by AnneM.Oliver - Rated: M - 30 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Regency era Dramione. Though he appeared as a highwayman, she thought he was a kind & generous man. Once the mask was removed, could she love him as he really was, or was he to hide behind his ‘mask’ forever. A story of manners, deception & love. 

Black Rose by Dawn-Of-Indescribable-Colors - Rated: M - 1 Chapter (COMPLETE) - Draco is falling in love with Hermione, his Ministry co-worker, who hates his guts. However, he is also engaged in a passionate sexual relationship with Black Rose, a beautiful dancer in a sinful wizarding nightclub, but the gorgeous witch always keeps her carnival mask on when they are together…

Cake and Other Curses by AkashaTheKitty - Rated: MA - 10 Chapters (COMPLETE) -  Hermione is far too fond of cake and all but attached to Harry at the hip. Generally, it’s working out for her, but lately Draco has been annoying her to death by mocking her weight and her relationship with Harry. One day she spots some logic in his claims that she and Harry ought to be more than friends. Uncertain how to proceed, she agrees when Draco volunteers to help. This turns out to get very confusing very fast, as Hermione finds herself becoming attracted to the wrong person…

Decomposition Of The Soul by hiddenhibernian - Rated: T - 3 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Not all prisoners serve out their sentence in Azkaban. Some are sent to the Department of Mysteries, and their fate is one of the most closely guarded secrets of the wizarding world. Unfortunately, Draco is about to find out just how far Hermione Granger is willing to go for the greater good.

Doll by Captainraychill - Rated: MA (NC-17) - 2 Chapters (COMPLETE) -  “I’d adored my doll at first sight because, though she appeared to be pure, she was really a creature of sex. Her lips were plump and painted to appear wet. Her eyes were corrupt beneath her lush lashes. Her steady, sober gaze told me that she knew her only purpose was to be used by me and that she had accepted this.”

Eyes Open by Day Met the Night - Rated: T - 1 Chapter (COMPLETE) - “He’s let the envelope fall into his palm. If she’s surprised, she doesn’t show it. ‘You know the rules, don’t you’ 'Only for when I’m at my lowest point,’ he says. 'And after I open it, I go straight to you.’” Ten years later, and he’s falling in love with her.

Forever Kind of Valentine by Avari20 - Rated: T - 1 Chapter (COMPLETE) - Draco’s plans for ignoring the most hated holiday of the year are put on hold by the God of Love himself. It’s either win or kiss dating goodbye. What’s a cynic to do?

Fortuna Major by olivieblake - Rated: M - 6 Chapters (COMPLETE) - She’s with Ron, he’s with Astoria, and nothing a cheap psychic on the Venice Boardwalk says is going to change that. Or will it?

His Beautiful, Haunting Eyes by thecellarfloor - Rated: M - 14 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Draco pushed her to the wall, kissed her roughly on the lips, then punched the glass window beside her head. It smashed into pieces and the crowd who had parted for him seconds ago gasped. Hermione couldn’t. She couldn’t even breathe. What have you done?

In Their Garden by Lady Cailan - Rated: K+ - 1 Chapter (COMPLETE) - A flowerpot sits on her windowsill and each night a new flower grows. Hermione uses her memories to cope with life after Draco is affected by a curse gone bad.

Lady of the Lake by Colubrina - Rated: M - 50 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Hermione and Draco team up after the war to overthrow the Order and take over wizarding Britain. “I don’t even especially mind belonging to you most of the time,” he closes his eyes and just breathes for a bit, savoring not being in pain. Finally he adds, “Just… try to take better care of your toys.”

Life After Grief by Mel88 - Rated: M - 5 Chapters (COMPLETE) - The Collier’s Virus is highly contagious, magically virulent, and always fatal. Junior Healers Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are called in to help find a cure before the virus claims another life. If they can.

Only a Pretense by WickedlyAwesomeMe - Rated: T - 42 Chapters (COMPLETE) - In order to save her parents, Hermione Granger had to give up everything, even her identity… and femininity.

Presque Toujours Pur by ShayaLonnie - Rated: M - 38 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Bellatrix’s torture of Hermione uncovers a long-kept secret. The young witch learns her true origins in a story that shows the beginning and end of the Wizarding wars as Hermione learns about her biological father and the blood magic he dabbled in that will control her future.

Questions of Science by: Countess of Abe - Rated: M - 18 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Hermione is living a content life working at St. Mungo’s when an unexpected assignment from the chief of medicine sends her to the home of Draco Malfoy. What will happen to the pragmatic brunette as she explores what science cannot answer?

Randy Man’s Playbook by BittyBlueEyes - Rated: M - 25 Chapters (COMPLETE) - A very unique book finds its way to the hands of Draco Malfoy - A book that, if utilized well, could help him fulfill his fantasies. 

Redemption by anondracomalfoy - Rated: M - 23 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Hermione works at St. Mungos, and the fourth floor has recently made a discovery and inadvertently retrieved her biggest regret-her lost and seemingly Obliviated husband, Draco Malfoy. Draco is forced to return to her, and strange things begin to occur.

Static by galfoy - Rated: M - 21 Chapters (COMPLETE) - The Order rescued Draco and Lucius Malfoy after Lord Voldemort turned on them. All the safe houses are full, and Hermione Granger is the only one who can take them in. Will she agree after having suffered a drastic nervous breakdown?

The Nietzsche Classes by Beringae - Rated: M - 15 Chapters (COMPLETE) - The Ministry takes action against the remaining prejudice in the wizarding society and asks Hermione for help. “What do you want? Money? Power? Name your price, Granger. I’m not about to let pride get in my way when an Azkaban sentence is on the line.” 

The Queen’s Knight by cleotheo - Rated: M - 29 Chapters (COMPLETE) - There’s a new craze in the wizarding world: Immersion Books. When Harry and Ron buy one for Hermione’s birthday she finds herself immersed in a medieval world where a certain blond Slytherin has been cast as her lover.

Troy by Twilight to Midnight - Rated: M - 3 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Draco loved this woman. Draco worshipped this woman. Draco would do nothing short of destroying the legendary city of Troy to have her, to hold her, to possess her as his own, forever and a day. AU. Warning: Dark Draco and questionable consent.

Unspoken Rules Should Be Broken by CelticSass - Rated: M - 3 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Blaise, Hermione, and Draco shared a relationship, now Blaise is dead, and Hermione and Draco are confused as to where they stand with one another.

Utterly Despicable by camnz - Rated: M - 24 Chapters (COMPLETE) - The death of both Voldemort and Harry Potter let the pureblood elite build the world they wanted. One that leaves Hermione in a vulnerable state, which Draco Malfoy is prepared to take full advantage of.

When He Was Wicked by LadyStiff - Rated: M - 14 Chapters (COMPLETE) - When Hermione mistakenly makes a wish for Draco Malfoy to love her, she never in a million years believed it would actually come true. But when the wish doesn’t turn out as expected, will she lose Draco forever?

When The Butterflies Fly Home by AuroraAustralice - Rated: M - 45 Chapters (COMPLETE) - Commander Draconis Malfoy of Caesars Roman Army has set out to conquer the northern part of Briton. Hermione Granger has been brought up with respect and always been given an equal status as the men in her village. Unknown to her, her father stirs up the rebellion against the Roman e had never experienced harshness and cruelty before but now as a slave that is all she sees.

I’ve got so many more, but have to start getting ready for my day, so must go. Maybe others can add to the list?

XOXO,

- RZZMG


Edit: If I may, I thought this was very unique, IT MAY SCAR YOU FOR LIFE but it is good:

Fragments by Jane - M, 50 Chapters - “Last night, she told me about you. I know how you met, how you hated, how you loved.”

- Lisa

Jerome x Reader: Pretty Jealous Psycho

Originally posted by kristieltrips

sorry for the repost, again. please, let me know if it’s alright, if it’s not then i’ll delete it and try to write something else.


[Y/N] [Y/L/N] was a crazy bitch. And she was one of The Maniax.

She met them at Arkham, obviously.

[Y/N] was reading an old fashion magazine. She could tell it was 7 years old, not only by a date but also by the clothes. Why would they even wear those stuff back then? It was so wrong.

She didn’t want to caught any attention, she may be a sociopath but she had her standards. She knew she was better than all these people.

So as she continued to read she heard a shy voice. “Hi..”

And that’s how she met Arnold Dobbins A.K.A a total sweetheart.

He didn’t understand many things but he was nice to talk to. So she decided to stick with him.

He introduced her to his “friends”, Robert Greenwood and Aaron Helzinger. They were both pretty cool, Greenwood tried to get to her at first but she proved she can defend herself. that was enough for him.

But there was this other guy, Richard Sionis. He really got on her nerves. He thought he’s better than everyone because of his money.

That’s not [Y/N] being a hypocrite. She thought she’s better than everyone just because. Not because she had money. That was different.

[Y/N] was a pretty girl so she wouldn’t have a problem with getting something she wanted, from him. She even considered that when she wanted a lipstick, she was so tired of those monotone stripes, and everybody knew he could get her something like that.

But she didn’t even try to get on his good terms, because of Barbara.

She wasn’t that bad in her opinion, she could talk to her sometimes like normal girls would do, but deep down [Y/N] didn’t want to trust her.

But there was still one, not mentioned person.

Jerome Motherfucking Valeska.

He flirted with [Y/N] (or like he’d say Gorgeous) non stop but on the other hand he flirted with every girl, so she shouldn’t feel so special.

As she thought about it more and more, [Y/N] noticed he’s doing it mostly with her. She was glad because there was one thing she truly hated about herself.

The jealousy.

Yes, she could admit it to herself but only to herself.

It’s not like she was in love with him or something but that’s just how [Y/N] was. She was jealous.


[Y/N] was in her room in Theo Galavan’s penthouse.

She was listening to her favourite songs and couldn’t help but sing along quietly. She was a good singer.

[Y/N] laid on her bed as she looked at the lipsticks Theo got her. Finally. And they were waterproof, nice.

She picked the bloody red one and stood up to apply it.

Standing before a mirror, with one lip already red she heard a knock.

“Who’s that?”

“It’s me Arnold. Can I come in, [Y/N]?”

“Go ahead.” She finished the other lip and put down the lipstick and turned around to smile at her friend. “Hi, what’s up?”

“You look pretty, [Y/N].” He smiled gently.

She chuckled. “Thanks, Arny.”

They stood in silence. “So..? What’s up?”

“Ah right! Come downstairs, there’s a new member of our gang! And she’s a girl too!”

“What..” She couldn’t finish because of him dragging her out of the room.

What she saw before her was weird. All The Maniax, Tabitha, Theo and unfamiliar girl. In [Y/N]’s opinion she had a face that basically asked to be punched. Hard.

Geez, she didn’t even hear this girl spoke and she already wanted to hurt her. Is that a new record?

“[Y/N], I’m glad you came to join us. Now, with everybody here, I’m happy to introduce a new Maniax member, my niece, Silver.” The girl had a fake smile on her face and looked at Jerome, fluttering eyelashes at him.

‘What. A. Bitch.’

“Silver’s been here before, obviously but she doesn’t know you and which room is whose, so any volunteers to show her around?”

‘No, Jerome. Don’t do it. Just don’t. Please. Let your personality of a showman die, I beg of you.’

“I can do that.”

‘Why??!!!?!?!!?!’

Of course Jerome was grinning but the look on that bitch’s face. So smug… She is going to regret it.

She knew Jerome wasn’t hers but she really wanted to change that! That slut can’t mess it up for her!

[Y/N] was angry at herself because she knew jealousy mirrored on her face. She could tell by Silver’s look. Oh, and Jerome’s because he fucking smirked at her.

“Erm, is that all? ‘Cause I’d like to go to my room now.”

“Yes, Dear, that’s all.”

So she went to her room.

She didn’t want to see this Silver girl walking everywhere with Jerome with his arm wrapped around her. She laid on a bed and watched her favourite cartoon.

‘I wish I could just live in this cartoon and have a happy life with [whoever you want]. I wouldn’t have to be jealous because he/she/it would pay attention only to me!’

She heard a knock and voice outside her door.

“And that’s [Y/N]’s room. I like to call her Puddin’ ‘cause she’s sweet. But careful she’s also dangerous, she wasn’t in Arkham because of nothing, Darling.” Giggling was present.

Ugh. It was such a wonderful speech but he just had to ruin it with that “Darling”

Yup, [Y/N] was still jealous.

“[Y/N], you there? Can we come in?” Another knock.

“If you need to..” She mumbled under her breath.

She heard them come in.

“What do you want?” She didn’t even look at them, still at the screen.

She was mad because she noticed how much Jerome was enjoying it. Her jealousy amused him. And that was the worst thing because secretly she was sensitive. She didn’t show it, but still.

“Oh ya know, just showing this pretty girl around.” Ew, did he really think she’s pretty?

[Y/N]  stood up. “Oh yeah, so, you showed her here, just stay away from this room, okay, bye now.” And she shut the door in their faces.

“What was that?” She heard an annoying voice on the other side of the door.

“I don’t know, she’s probably… tired.”

[Y/N] cried in her pillow in anger.


She didn’t leave her room in a very long time now. She had her own bathroom anyway. She also wasn’t there when they ate. She was too sad, too angry and too jealous to be hungry. She was lying on her stomach, face in a pillow. She didn’t hear a knock and someone coming in because of the music.

“Hey, Doll..” It was Jerome. She didn’t move.

She felt the bed sinking in and a hand on her back. “Baby, don’t be like that.” Like what?!

“Don’t do this to me, [Y/N].. I’m worried.”

I’m doing something to you? Do you even hear yourself?!” She choked out tears. It was hard for her, she was upset.  She raised herself to a sitting position, her face still a little red.

“There, there, doll. No need to cry.” He hugged her, the way her face was in his chest.

“Now, do you mind telling me why you’re so upset?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know it. I see how you’re enjoying it.”

“[Y/N]. Look at me. I had absolutely no idea that it was so serious to you. I’m sorry. I thought we were just teasing each other. You know you’re my favourite. You always will be.” He smiled gently at her and leaned in towards her.

“I am your favourite..? Isn’t Silver prettier?” She looked deep in his honest eyes as she felt a hot breath tickling her face.

“Of course. She may be a stereotype of pretty but you, Honey, are gorgeous. Not only to me. And I love you.” He closed the distance between them.

They broke apart to breathe. “I love you too, Jerome..”

And they kissed again, even more passionately, with a love song playing in the background.

Lullaby

Partially inspired by an anonymous request, partially inspired by a thought from @stylishmuser and partially inspired by my own need to hurt myself with daddy!Harry concepts on the reg. Enjoy!

I also really wish I knew how to make manips because I want a image of this so bad!

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He could hear her tiny voice humming from the bottom of the stairs as he started to climb. He knew she was in her room and he thought that she had been getting ready for bed, but by the sound of her humming, that didn’t seem to be the case. It wasn’t abnormal for Harry to send his little four-year-old up to her room before bedtime, telling her to change into her pajamas and pick out a book, only to go up ten minutes later and find that she was still half dressed and distracted by a toy.

Thus was the case when he finally approached the doorway of her bedroom and peered inside, only to find her sitting in her tiny rocking chair in the corner with one of her dolls wrapped up in a blanket. Harry smiled as he watched her for a few seconds, listening to her hum and rock the doll back and forth like an infant. It took him a while, but the song she was humming started to sound familiar. It wasn’t a typically lullaby that he or you would have chosen to sing to your kids, but he realized that she was humming his song; a new song that had just dropped about a week ago.

He hadn’t even really thought that his daughter had paid enough attention to the song for her to be able to remember the tune, but she was doing it pretty well from what he could hear. Still, it was odd for her to have picked a song such as that to use as a lullaby; typically, she would use the songs that you and Harry sung to her at night.

He watched her for another minute or two before poking his head inside and capturing her attention. She looked up at him with a smile on her face, but then put a finger to her lips to shush him. Harry nodded in undestanding and tiptoed into the room, crouching down beside the rocking chair.

“What are you doing, munchkin? It’s time for bed.”

“Shhh, daddy,” she whispered, putting her finger to her lips once more, “I’m singin’ dolly a lullaby like you do with me.”

“Ohh, I see. Have you gotten her to sleep, then?”

His little girl nodded and continued to rock back and forth.

“Did she like the song you chose?” Harry asked, reaching out to move some hair away from his daughter’s face.

“She likes your song,” she answered, “It put her to sleep really fast.”

“Good. Well, now that dolly is asleep, I think it’s time for another little monkey to go to bed, hmm? S'gettin’ late, love.”

She nodded and kept a firm hold on her doll as she stood from the chair and walked over to her bed. Harry helped her crawl in, careful not to disturb the doll because she seemed very keen on keeping a hold on her like a real baby, and covered them both up with the blanket.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, love?”

“Can you tell me a story?”

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I know I have talked before about how much I want a version of Guys and Dolls featuring lesbian Sky Masterson. However, at those previous times, I had not recently seen Guys and Dolls. The other night I rectified this; I made @artificialities watch the 1955 film of Guys and Dolls with me because she had never seen it.

Throughout the course of the film, it became so increasingly obvious to us, textually, that Sky Masterson was already written as a lesbian that we kept forgetting that Marlon Brando was not in fact (to the best of my knowledge) a woman. Some unconvincing pronoun alternations had perhaps been made to the script to try to pretend that Sarah/Sky is a heterosexual romance, but the truth was obvious to anyone with a discerning eye.

“Luck Be A Lady” is a gimme already but here, in order of appearance, is a detailed list of all the other most lesbian moments of Guys and Dolls:

- the part where Sarah talks about how she’s from Boston, which honestly should have been a first clue for all of us

- the entire song I’ll Know when Sky, smirking, demands that Sarah describe the SUPER HETEROSEXUAL MAN that she fantasizes about marrying one day, and Sarah literally cannot come up with one concrete thing other than, uh, he’ll smoke a pipe! like men do!
- and Sky is like "ah yes, you’ll know him at once because he’s wearing pants”

- the part when Sky literally pops out of a closet to provide Sarah with the Havana proposition

- the entire scene in which Sarah U-haul lesbians herself into the notion that the only way to help with all Sky’s sinning is to provide Sky with constant twenty-four hour accompaniment for all that sinning

- “ask me how do I feel, little me with my quiet upbringing / well, all I can say is if I were a gate I’d be swinging”

- the part where Sky wanders into Adelaide’s dressing room and Adelaide coyly remarks that she doesn’t know what etiquette she ought to be using or whether it should be considered inappropriate

- the part in “Your Eyes Are The Eyes Of A Woman In Love” where Sarah in the film sings back at Sky “your eyes are the eyes of a man who’s in love” with deeply awkward, forced scansion and it’s clearly meant to be the two of them echoing “your eyes are the eyes of a woman in love” back at each other, the song just works infinitely better that way! come on!! THIS IS A LESBIAN MUSICAL

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We don’t make a big deal out of it in the house, we don’t go ‘hey look it’s mommy’. It’s random and when she sees it then it’s nice and it’s sweet, because if she sees dolls or figures of Wonder Woman she wouldn’t even yell, she would just whisper it to me.”

But what if we get a waverly/Nicole bed scene. Like it’s the morning. Their both struggled up together. And wynonna comes trucking in because she is hungover and dolls has a body or some shit and we actually see to women cuddling in bed? Two girls spooning? Waverly burrowing into Nicole to escape the light? Nicole throwing her arm over waverly? What if that’s like a scene? I’m ready.

The Chris Evans Mini Series (One Shots)

Imagine spending the day at Disneyland with Chris and your children.

A/N: I won’t be writing the mini-series with plots anymore, there will just be the occasional one shots with cutesy family stuff and romantic moments between Y/N and Chris. This one was inspired by the adorable family I met in line at Disneyland. I wanted their life so much. 😭😍

*Fair warning- the word count’s like 3,253. I just couldn’t stop writing? I literally started last night and just finished it in this train ride. So settle in and get ready to die from the fluff.

One of the best things about having jobs in the Hollywood industry- something both you and Chris agreed on- was having to constantly travel to Los Angeles. There were a million reasons why you both loved LA as much as you did, one of the biggest ones being it was how the two of you met. It was also where you experienced and celebrated some of your relationship’s biggest milestones: the first date, the first kiss, the first fight, your first anniversary, and your engagement. Los Angeles was where everything started for you and Chris, which was why you had such a special place in your heart for it and why Chris kept the house in Los Angeles despite settling in Boston. That and Disneyland was there; to have a house where Disneyland was, made for easier and more frequent family holidays.

“God, she looks so beautiful.” Chris commented as he watched your daughter, Charlotte, walk alongside her brother in her little Cinderella outfit. You’d taken her to Fantasy Land where she was transformed into her favorite princess, and as for your son, Jack- he wore an outfit put together by you to make him look like Mickey Mouse. “How did I get so lucky with my girls?” He smiled at his baby girl before turning to you, feeling his smile widen at the sight of his perfect wife.

“I ask myself the same question when I look at my boys,” you shot him a wink and he laughed, following your lead as you turned you attention back on your children. “Lola,” you called when you saw her redirect her attention on the churro cart; she turned to you with innocent eyes, pointing at the sugary fried dough stick that another little girl was holding. “We’ll get one later, okay? We’re going to go see Mickey Mouse first,” you reminded her and her face lit up. “You want to see Mickey, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” she nodded, grinning. You looked over at Chris when you heard him chuckle, and you smiled at the look of adoration he gave Lola. She returned her attention to her original destination, Mickey Mouse’s House in Toon Town. “Mickey!” She gasped when she saw the huge Mickey Mouse sign. “Jack!” She tapped her big brother’s shoulder excitedly. “Mickey!”

“Mama,” Jack glanced back at you and Chris, his blue eyes asking for permission to run ahead with his sister. You both nodded without hesitation because you’d already briefed them on ground rules and what to do if they got lost, not that they could with yours and Chris’ vigilance. “Let’s go, Lala!” Jack announced and ran ahead with Lola right on his heel.

You and Chris both smiled at Jack’s use of your daughter’s nickname; he had been the one to give it to her. ‘Lala’ was a cuter version of ‘Lola’, which was one of the many, many variations you’d pulled from her name. The many others included: Charlie, Lottie, Lola Rose, and Rosie. Your girl answered to any and all of them; she oddly enjoyed having more than one name and actually preferred if you used more than one name on her.

The story of how Jack gave her the nickname, 'Lala’, was pretty sweet. It was in reference to the fact that your daughter had actually done what you did when you were a child; singing before speaking. Your mom used to sing to you all the time, and you’d somehow picked up the lyrics of lullaby she sang you faster than the words she said to you. Now Lola was the same, thanks to Jack. Since you brought Lola home, Jack had been spending every night by his little sister’s side singing the 'Winnie The Pooh’ theme song to her as a lullaby. You and Chris loved sitting in the hallway, listening to him put his baby sister to bed. You’d look over at Chris and smile and he’d smile back, and the two of you would just sit and appreciate how perfect your lives were.

“Bud!” Chris called out and Jack stopped, looking over his shoulder at his dad. “Hold her hand, please.” Your adorable Mickey Mouse nodded and ran after your precious Cinderella, who did not stop at the sound of her dad’s voice. “And you,” Chris looked over at you, smiling as he took your hand in his. “Hold my hand, please.”

You chuckled and entwined your fingers with his. He smiled and pressed a kiss to the side of your head before returning his attention to your children and the stroller he was pushing. It seemed a lot harder to maneuver now that he was only using one hand, but it didn’t stop him from holding your hand. You leaned in and kissed his cheek, pulling a smile from him. You chuckled softly and adjusted your backpack straps before refocusing your attention on your children; both of which were happily skipping towards Mickey’s House.

While it was nice to be able to come to Disneyland with your adorable children, you’d both missed the simplicity of coming to the park as a couple. You’d remember the good old days when you could come empty handed, and now you had to haul half your house along with you just in case your little ones needed something in the spur of the moment. You didn’t know why Lola would need her Winnie the Pooh bathrobe at Disneyland, but you brought it anyway because you didn’t want to deal with her “I told you so, Mama.” Chris also had to give up some of his favorite rides- like Space Mountain- because both kids were too young for it and he couldn’t leave you to watch them alone. As much as the two of you reminisced about the good old days, you couldn’t imagine a better way to enjoy Disneyland than with your darling children.

“We’re waiting for Daddy and Mama, Lala,” Jack tugged onto Lola’s hand, preventing her from joining the queue. She pouted, but stayed by her brother’s side. “There they are!” Jack waved at the both of you then pointed at the line. “Do we go in now?” He asked you and Chris.

“Yeah,” you nodded and pulled your hand from Chris’ to move closer and usher them into the queue; Chris followed behind, tugging at his hat and gesturing for you to do the same. That was the downside of doing Disneyland as a famous couple, people pounced when they spotted you in lines because you couldn’t really go anywhere, now could you? “It’s going to be a while, do either of you want to sit in the stroller or be carried?” You asked your two and they both shook their heads.

“Thank God,” you heard Chris murmured under his breath and you chuckled. “What?” He looked up at you, laughing. “I’m all for them sitting in the stroller, but I’m not going to carry either of them while waiting half an hour in this line. It’s going to kill my back,” he said as he stretched, making you laugh. “What now?” He chuckled, playfully nudging you with the stroller.

“We’re not that old, Evans.”

“You’re not, but I’m older than you.” He smiled when you laughed. “You married an old man,” he teased, reaching over the stroller to poke your arm. You chuckled and playfully slapped his hand away. “I’m just going to be like this gray heap and you’re going to still look drop dead gorgeous, aren’t you?”

“Okay, calm down,” you laughed. “You’re only six years older than me, you dork. And please,” you walked to join his side; he put an arm around you. “You couldn’t be a gray heap even if you tried,” you said and he chuckled. “You’re like a fine wine,” you pecked his jawline, “better with age.”

“Aren’t you sweet?” He squeezed you into him, making you chuckle as you wrapped an arm around his waist. You both let your gaze fall onto your children, who were being just as sweet as their parents; Jack was helping Lola adjust the tiara on her head. “We’re really nailing the whole parenting thing, aren’t we?” Chris whispered into your ear.

“I’d like to think so,” you nodded, smiling.

“Do you want to know why things turned out so well with us though?” He asked and you nodded, meeting his gaze. “It’s because I love you,” he told you and you smiled. “I always say that a family only works if it’s built off the extension of the love you feel for a person, and clearly- we feel a lot of that love for each other. I’ve never, ever thought once that my life wouldn’t be complete without a child in it because I have you. Darling,” he smiled, “you- this relationship, it’s always going to be the thing I want more than anything in the world.”

“Aw, stop it you.” You couldn’t help your smile as he kissed your forehead. When he pulled back and looked at you, the adoration he had in his eyes- made you feel like the writer girl on that first date with actor Chris Evans all over again. “You’re going to make me swoon,” you joked and he laughed, pressing another kiss to your forehead.

“Mama, look.” Lola called for your attention and you both turned to her, smiling. She grinned as she twirled, making her blue ball gown puff up before gracefully settling around her. “I love this dress, I want to wear it everyday!” You and Chris chuckled as she jumped up and down, and did a little happy dance; the other people in the line were watching her too, smiling because she was a total doll. She started to sing as she continued to jump,

“Winnie The Pooh,
Winnie The Pooh!
Chubby, little cubby, all stuffed with fluff.”

“Lala,” Jack giggled, taking her hands to stop her from jumping. She looked at him with curious eyes, wondering why her brother stopped her. “You can’t sing Winnie The Pooh now, we’re going to see Mickey Mouse. You have to sing the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse song with me!”

“Jack,” Chris laughed. “Let her sing whatever she wants to sing.”

“But we’re waiting to see Mickey, Daddy!” Jack giggled. “We have to sing his song.”

“Yeah!” Lola agreed, like she always did with her brother. They both jumped up and down with her brother as they began to sing the Mickey Mouse song. They knew that one by heart too because other than Disney, they didn’t watch much of anything else. But that was because of you and Chris, you didn’t trust any other company to inspire and shape your children.

“He’s too much like you, you know that right?”

“Perfectionism is not a bad trait to have,” you retorted with a smile.

“That’s not perfectionism,” Chris chuckled, “that’s called being a control freak.”

“Control freak or not, I found someone amazing to love me,” you said and he laughed, leaning forward to press his lips against your hair. “So I think I can let him do him,” you giggled when Chris tickled your sides. “Stop,” you laughed and squirmed away from him as the queue continued to move forward. “Sweetheart, where are you going?” You laughed and reached for Lola as she walked under the ropes; you missed her by an inch. “Baby, come back here please.”

“But it’s Prince Charming,” she pointed at a boy about her age who was dressed as Prince Charming. You looked over at Chris and you both chuckled softly. “Hi!” She smiled at him and he smiled back; the boy’s parents smiled at her then at the both of you. “I’m Cinderella.” She curtsied which earned her a bow from him; everyone who was watching their interaction felt their heart melt.

“Could we take a picture of her with your son?” Chris asked, reaching into his back pocket for his phone. The parents nodded, taking out their phones to do the same. “Stand next to him, bug.” Lola nodded and got into position, wrapping an arm around the boy who wrapped an arm around her. “Oh my God, our moms are going to die at this picture.”

“Yeah, I know right?” You chuckled as Chris took the picture. “Thank you so much,” you told the boy’s parents and they nodded, smiling at Lola who was giving their son a hug. “Your boy is so sweet, very handsome too.”

“Thank you,” the mom smiled. “Your daughter is very sweet and beautiful too, a real Disney Princess.” You and Chris smiled and nodded in acknowledgement. The line started to move as Lola made her way back to you, grinning happily. “We’ll see you,” she said as it was their turn to enter Mickey’s House.

“Daddy,” Lola tugged at his pants and Chris looked down. “Can I see?” She asked and he nodded, descending to his knees to show her the photo he’d just taken. “Awwww,” she cooed at the photograph. “I’m so cute, Daddy.” She looked up at you when she heard you laugh, grinning.

“Yes you are,” Chris hugged her with one arm, nuzzling her with his face and giving her cheek playfully loud kisses. “You’re the cutest bug around.” She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck as he scooped her up into his arms. “You’re my little princess, aren’t you?”

“Mm hm,” she nodded.

You looked over at Jack, who was patiently waiting in line while his baby sister got all the attention. You felt bad even though he didn’t show any sign of jealousy or annoyance. “Bud,” you called and he looked over, smiling. “C'mere sweetheart,” you beckoned him over with your head. “Are you having fun?” You asked him, adjusting his Mickey Mouse cap.

“So much fun, Mama,” he grinned. “I can’t wait to see Mickey Mouse again. Do you think he’ll remember me?”

“Of course, baby. You’re too special to forget,” you booped his nose and he giggled. “Where do you want to go after this?” You asked him. “Do you want to go eat some food first, or do you want to continue visiting the houses, or…” You trailed off, hoping he’d chime in with a decision.

“I want churros!” Lola chimed before Jack could, and Jack nodded at that suggestion without hesitation. You and Chris chuckled softly at how easy your children were and how willing they were to compromise with the other’s request. “Do you want churros, Daddy?”

“I’d rather a Mickey ice-cream bar,” he answered with a shake of his head and laughed when he saw you roll your eyes; you still didn’t understand how he could pass up a churro. “You three can grab a churro though, we’ll go get some before we make our way to Minnie’s House.”

“Yay!” Jack and Lola cheered.

The line continued to move and soon it was your turn to enter Mickey’s House. You took photos of your children as they made their way through the house, interacting with the furniture and items in the house. Despite having visited the house numerous times, they were still just as excited as the first time. You turned to Chris who was already smiling at you, you smiled when you saw him mouth “thank you for this.” You felt your eyes well at that simple sentence, nodding in acknowledgment.

It was a few more stops and a little bit more of waiting before you could all finally meet Mickey Mouse. The staff member who brought you into the room seemed to recognize you, Chris, and your children- all of which were constantly under the eye of the media. But she remained professional and said nothing, just smiled excitedly. She was definitely more interested in how adorable your children were than the two of you.

“Mickey!” Jack and Lola screamed the second they saw him. Mickey Mouse looked over and gave them an excited wave before reacting to their outfits; whoever was under the suit was doing a fantastic job. “Mickey, Mickey, Mickey!” They chanted, jumping up and down.

“They’re as dorky as us,” you whispered into Chris’ ear and you both laughed. “Uh oh,” you chuckled softly when you noticed a group of girls in their twenties looking your way and whispering among themselves. “I think we’ve been spotted.”

“I’m not surprised, we’re quite an attractive family.” He joked and you laughed, slapping his arm playfully. “It’s fine, I don’t think they’ll approach us.”

You nodded in agreement, looking over at them. You smiled and gave them a quick wave to acknowledge them. You and Chris chuckled when their excitement increased. They smiled and waved back, taking a few photos with their phones but keeping their distance. Usually you and Chris didn’t like people taking pap-like shots of you and your children, but you didn’t mind this time. They were polite enough to keep their distance, you could give them a few photos.

“Would you like to get in position?” The staff asked you and Chris, gesturing you towards Mickey. Your children were already by his side, hugging him tightly. “Do you want a few shots on your phone as well, or do you just want us to take it on our camera?”

“Both, please.” Chris told her and passed her his phone as you joined Mickey’s side. Mickey looked at you with a nod and wrapped an arm around you, giving you a one arm hug. “Thank you,” Chris nodded at the cameraman then walked over to join Mickey’s other side; Mickey gave him a one arm hug too.

“Yay!” Jack and Lola cheered then grinned excitedly as they hugged onto Mickey tightly, smiling at the camera. They were clearly very used to being photographed after attending all those red carpet events with the both of you while you were on the press tour for your movie, 'Charlotte Rose’.

“Okay, are we ready?” The cameraman asked and you all nodded, smiling for the photo. “One, two, three.” The flash went off once, then again, and once more. “And now for your phone.” He stepped out of the way so his co-worker could use Chris’ phone to take photos for you.

“Perfect,” the woman with Chris’ phone nodded after taking the photos. “Thank you,” she passed it back to Chris and he thanked her before turning his attention to where yours was.

Your little ones were still interacting with Mickey, hugging him as many times as they could. Mickey looked up at both of you; the person under the suit could not stop smiling at how adorable your children were. Everyone who was in the room with you felt incredibly lucky to have been able to witness your family’s photo shoot. Most of them were fans, so to see you and Chris was like a dream come true, but to be able to see the both of you with your kids- as parents, was an experience out of their imagination.

“I always thought that Disneyland was the happiest place on earth,” Chris wrapped an arm around you and whispered into your ear. “I was wrong.” Your eyes narrowed and you turned to him so quickly that you might’ve pulled a muscle in your neck. “Hear me out,” he laughed at your reaction and you chuckled softly, leaning into him. “I was wrong because I see now that anywhere with you, and our kids, is the happiest place on earth.”

“Aw,” you cooed and pecked his lips. “The feeling’s mutual, Evans.”

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Doll (B.Barnes)

Doll

Bucky Barnes

Warnings: angst(?), swearing, Bucky being an idiot, jealous Bucky possibly


A filler until I publish my next smut, enjoy xo



At first, everybody thought it was a fluke. It had to be, that’s the only way this thing made sense. It was a simple slip of the mind, nothing uncommon for Bucky.

But when Bucky didn’t make a move to correct himself.. that’s when things got confusing. 

Nat thought he mustn’t have noticed when he called the pretty brunette at the bar ‘Doll’. Wanda thought he was a little tipsy, despite knowing very well that was an impossible thing. But Y/N, well.. Y/N knew it was no mistake, no slip of the tongue. 

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I’ll Show You Anti-Pasta You Mooch

Prompt: #7. David Rossi burning down an Olive Garden to spread his Italian agenda. from @ilikepipecleanerswitheyes Crack Fic Challenge


Rossi was up for anything when it came to gathering with his friends and teammates.

Anything. But. This.

They had caught the unsub, saved a victim even. So why was it the only place open in this PO-dunk town was a God-forsaken joke? Were the kids trying to mess with him? Was he being Punk’d?

He pulled up in the SUV with Reid and JJ. “Guys? Do we really have to eat here? I mean, its rather insulting isnt it?”

Reid and JJ shared a knowing look, Uncle Rossi was very disappointed. “Garcia says this is the only place that is still serving food. Unless you want to try the Ihop by the interstate?” JJ suggested, sarcasm dripping.

He looked her in the eye, “Do I look like I have a death wish? What is with the back country, don’t they know what food is?”

“Statistically speaking blue collar families are eating out more due to time constraints. However I am sure this establishment may be a splurge for the families in the surrounding communities that have only a $39,000 median household income.” Spencer explained.

“Poor and poor taste, great.” Rossi finally opened his door, ignoring the giggles from the Sweet Valley High twins.


The cheap plaster and overly zealous hostess had Rossi biting his tongue. He let JJ deal with the seating, she was used to negotiating with terrorists. Luckily, Hotch, Morgan and Prentiss were already at a circular table in the back. Dave followed the younger agents and took the last seat available. He had his back to the wait-station and tried to focus on enjoying the time spent off the clock.

It didn’t go well.

Emily had to drop her accent when she ordered because the tween couldn’t understand her. “Sorry, doll, we don’t usually get foreigners here.”

The bread sticks were salty as the Dead Sea.

The “salad” was iceberg lettuce drenched in oil and disaster.

Then Dr. Giggles had to get freaking cheese on everything. Not only did Dave have to suffer here, his Italian heart shrinking in shame with each passing moment, but he would have to suffer on the jet home dealing with the kid.

Rossi ordered another bottle of their insult to wine, keeping it solely for himself. If he had to be here, he wasn’t going to do it sober. Hotch was eyeing his most experienced agent, usually Rossi wasn’t one to let emotion show. But the neon signs were loud and clear tonight: Dave Rossi = Pissed.


Rossi prodded his entree in suspicion. He cut into the Chicken Marsala. As he slid it into his mouth it was cold. He tossed his fork back down in disgust. “I’ll be a minute. Just need to cleanse my pallet…”

The team grew quiet for a full minute, then returned to their meals. No one else was disappointed with the food, they were just happy to have nourishment after a grueling day. Hotch began to check his watch as Rossi had been gone more than ten minutes. “Morgan? Why don’t you go see what happened to Rossi?”

Derek left the table at a lazy pace. The team was still having fun, but it was getting awkward without Zio Dave there. Morgan found Rossi outside under a decorative tree in the parking lot. Smoking a stogie. He laughed when he saw the younger agent, wrapping him in an exuberant hug. Derek laughed off the drunken ramblings of his mentor.

“I’m fine out here, Morgan. Just take care of the bill?” Rossi said, slipping Morgan a wad of cash. “Atta boy.” Patting the bulky agent on the back. “Oh, Morgan? Please don’t give that moron of a server more than 15%, capisce?”

Derek shook his head and laughed his way back inside the restaurant. The team was getting their take home containers filled when Derek returned. “Rossi’s good, a little drunk maybe. He is smoking a cigar while he waits for us.” Hotch nodded, slightly less apprehensive about the veteran agent.

Morgan tipped 20% because it wasn’t his money. Everyone loaded back into the waiting SUVs. JJ decided it was best she drove back to the hotel. As they idled in the parking lot, Rossi looked down at the fuel gauge over JJ’s shoulder. “Looks like we’ll have to stop for gas JJ.”

“What? Didn’t we fill up this morning?” Reid was flummoxed.

JJ slid from the parking space as David Rossi flicked the end of his cigar out of the back window of the dark federal issued vehicle. It hit a puddle of gasoline which instantly ignited. The snaking trail of fuel wrapped around the parking lot into the dumpsters, where the discarded cooking grease and  a strategically placed gas can exploded.

“Good riddance, you imposters!” Rossi called from the backseat. His laughter was maniacal.

JJ floored the gas pedal, peeling away into the night.


Their 46th Year- A Sirius Black Imagine

A/N: This is written for not only my lovely anon who requested it, but @goblackhatwithme​ because she is a doll and in need of some Sirius right now. It is not my best work at all and I am sorry for that. I will probably actually rework this and repost when I deem it to be better. Anyways, I’m just rambling at this point. I hope you all enjoy, and sorry that it is so short! 

Request from Anon: Since James Birthday was not long ago, can you please write an imagine where the reader is James twin and everyone is celebrating the occasion (golden trio era and next gen) and the Voldemort thing never happened? Maybe a family/friend quidditch game? (Sirius x reader please too) tysm if you do this !! 💓💓

Originally posted by harry--potter-imagines

Forty-six was a very important number in Sirius Black’s lifetime.

It took him approximately forty-six seconds after he first saw you to become enchanted.

Your hair, your eyes, your smile–he wanted to know everything about you. You caught him by surprise and he was shocked. He had never seen such beauty, and wondered how someone could seem as perfect as you.

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Let’s talk about Martha Bessel for a second
  • martha bessel who does everything she can to move out
  • martha bessel who wants to be free but will NOT end up like ilse
  • martha who studies her ass off, gets into the farthest but cheapest state school, and just disappears
  • her parents try to convince her to come home at times, not go, take a gap year, she won’t hear about it
  • day after graduation she books a train ticket and just goes
  • she never even comes home
  • martha who shaves off all her hair because it reminds her too much of her father and never wants to have anything someone can grab on to
  • martha who perpetually wears flannels and hoodies and sweats because she spent her whole childhood being dressed up like a little doll for her father’s pleasure and now just wants to dress for her and no one else
  • martha who takes months to get up the courage to go to a survivor’s club on campus and doesn’t even speak for the first few meetings but is slowly getting better
  • martha who calls ilse in the middle of her sophomore year and finally reconnects with her best friend and the two meet up during spring break. she gets her help and a job and a better living situation and promises to visit.
  • martha who decides she wants to be a social worker specializing in cases of sexual abuse of deaf children, because she wants to do all she can to prevent this from ever happening to anyone else
  • martha who lets her new college friends take her to rock concerts where the music is so loud the vibrations blast through her skin and the sensory overload is just incredible
  • martha who find anna once she graduates and kisses her for the first time
  • martha who gets an apartment with anna after a few months that is high up and cozy with a fire escape that anna has filled with potted plants
  • martha bessel who pieces her whole life back together and is just happy to be alive and healing and loved