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Marksandrec’s Super Dooper Popcorn Party #293

(In my head, it’s like a cactus-creature. It moves. For, y’know, context.) (Dialogue from Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.)

Finished the blind tooling on the third small journal. The design is a bit more brave than the previous two. Today was very cloudy and didn’t have time to finish everything I had in mind. Tomorrow all this tooling is going to be full of silver. Looking forward to it with feelings of excitement and a bit of fear.

•Imagine deaf wizards.
•Imagine deaf wizards struggling through their schooling because they can’t hear the teacher.
•Imagine deaf muggleborn wizards teaching everyone sign language so they can communicate easier.
•Imagine a deaf pureblood wizard finding a way to create a spell that will show what the professors are saying in sign language.
•Imagine a deaf wizard a few years later improving on that spell and including a wand movement where typed words would appear by the professor for the students who don’t quite know sign language.
•Imagine the professors learning these spells and teaching themselves sign language to better help the deaf students.

Imagine mute wizards.
•Imagine mute wizards struggling with the application of spells because they can’t say the words.
•Imagine a muggleborn mute wizard helping the pureblood deaf wizard create the sign language spell.
•Imagine a mute wizard creating an “after lessons activity” where they and other mute wizards can study nonverbal spells.
•Imagine said wizard coming back after graduation to teach the new class dedicated to nonverbal spells, and loving the job no matter if the students are mute or not.
•Imagine 5th year mute wizards passing their OWLs at the top of their class because they got extra points for using nonverbal spells (the ministry must not have known they were mute, but the student body doesn’t care because that was a wicked battle they watched between their peers)

Imagine blind wizards.
•Imagine blind wizards always late to class because they accidentally took the wrong staircase, the staircase moved without them knowing, or they accidentally ended up in the forbidden 3rd floor corridor.
•Imagine blind wizards being insanely good at sensing magic and feeling where their peers are at in the hallways (kind of like Toph from Avatar)
•Imagine blind wizards who have to have their friends read them the newspaper.
•Imagine a new and improved Daily Prophet realizing this and finding a way for wizards to tap the page with their wand to have the articles read to them.
•Imagine Hogwarts allowing muggleborn blind wizards bring their seeing eye dogs with them to school to get around the castle easier.
•Imagine Magical Menagerie hearing of this and teaching some of their pets how to be a seeing eye animal so other blind wizards can get around the castle easier. (I’ll even sell him to you for half the price!)

Imagine wizards in wheelchairs.
•Imagine wizards in wheelchairs petitioning the school board to get ramps or elevators in the building because “how are we supposed to learn when we can’t get to the classroom?”
•Imagine wizards in wheelchairs creating a version of wheelchair quidditch (like wheelchair tennis or basketball) which becomes a huge hit with the student body.
•Imagine drunk wizards in wheelchairs having wheelchair races down the hallways.
•Imagine Hogwarts changing its interior design to accommodate for wheelchairs.
•Imagine wizards in wheelchairs at the battle of hogwarts placing spells on their wheels to make them move by themselves as the wizard ruthlessly attacks death eaters.

Imagine wizards with AD(H)D.
•Imagine wizards with AD(H)D sitting in the back of the classroom so as to not interrupt as often.
•Imagine wizards with AD(H)D getting free time to run or fly around the quidditch pitch to burn off some of their steam.
•Imagine wizards with AD(H)D creating potions to help students focus during school that work a lot better than the muggle medication.
•Imagine muggleborn wizards telling pureblood wizards with AD(H)D that they aren’t worthless or stupid because they can’t concentrate as well as their peers.

Imagine wizards with diabetes.
•Imagine wizards with diabetes finding a way to check their blood sugar without having to prick their fingers.
•Imagine house elves finding out that some of their wizards need food with less sugar, so they start putting healthier foods out during meal time and never mentioning it to anyone.
•Imagine wizards with diabetes helping Madam Pomfrey in the hospital wing and being able to identify certain things about a patient without needing a spell (like if the patients blood sugar is too low or too high)


Imagine.

Kim Jongdae//Collision Course - Part 1

Originally posted by sooranghaes

Summary: You were the typical girl with big dreams who moved to the city as soon as she had the chance, and somehow ended up in the wrong part of town - but you somehow manage to get swept up in an entirely different situation than you’d planned. (1/5)
Scenario: mafia!AU/hacker!AU
Word Count: 7,641

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Saw a man refusing to let his pregnant wife off the porch because he “saw a rat the size of a dog and I will NOT let it bite you, please go back inside darling”. Made me wonder how protective the Maheswaran’s were of their baby.

Master List

Original: 28/12/2015

UPDATED: 07/02/16
RE-UPDATED: 26/06/2016

Dirty Preferences:

1. How he fingers you
2. What they’re like during sex
3. Blow job
4.Where would each of the Outsiders have semi-public sex with their girl?

Clean Preferences:

1. How he hugs you
2. What he loves about you.
3. Their nickname for you
4. You baby girl names
5. They tell you they love you for the first time
6. What is the Outsiders favourite thing(s) to see their girl wearing?
7. Your nickname for him
8. What’s the Outsiders favourite feature(s) on a woman? And/or what do they notice first off?
9. How they hug you… (day)
10. What they buy you for your birthday
11. How many children you have with them…
12. What movie you watch with your boyfriend
13. Your favourite song to listen to when you dance with your boyfriend
14. What modern TV show would you watch with your boyfriend?
15. What modern movie do you watch with your boyfriend?
16. What super-hero movie do you watch with your boyfriend?
17. What SCI-FI TV show do you watch with your boyfriend?

Imagines:

Darry:

1. You argue with Darry
2. You meet Darry for the first time… and embarrass yourself.
3. You think Darry doesn’t love you
4. Darry is jealous and gets upset (request)
5. You are pregnant
6. Darry gives his little girl a bath…
7. Give Me Love
8. His little girl cries when he leaves for work
9. Christmas Imagine
10. You leave Darry Part 1:
11. You come back to Darry Part 2
12. Quiet sex whilst the kids are asleep
13. Imagine losing your mind at Thanksgiving because of the gang and their antics
14. Seeing Darry for the first time after you left for college
15. Darry comes home after hearing about his parent’s dying…
16. Imagine trying to convince Darry to wear his new glasses…
17. Imagine getting glasses and being too embarrassed to wear them…
18. Imagine yelling at Darry for the way he treats his brothers…
19. Imagine telling Darry and the boy’s that you’re pregnant…
20. Imagine Darry walking in on you undressing…
21: You found out that you cannot have kids…
22: Imagine Darry finding out that you have had an abortion…
23. Darry comforts his little sister who gets bullied for her red hair…

Sodapop:

1. Trying to convince his daughter to go to bed:
2. You catch Sodapop staring at you:
3. Sodapop writes you a love note
4. You and Sodapop fight
5. Imagine seeing Sodapop in a towel and liking what you see…
6. Sodapop tells you he loves you after a fight…
7. Sodapop finds out that you self harm…
8. Sodapop eats you out…
9. You marry Sodapop….
10. You see Sodapop after he comes home from war…
11. Imagine Sodapop coming home from war and noticing how different he is…
12. Sodapop is having a bad day
13. Sodapop comforts you when you think you’re a failure
14. Sodapop being there for you when your father dies.
15. Imagine being Sodapop’s tutor
16. Sodapop meets his little girl for the first time
17. Sodapop runs off after Darry upsets him, and you find him and comfort him
18. You and Sodapop have a miscarriage
19. Sodapop tries to make his little girl laugh
20. Imagine telling your big brother that you’re being bullied at school…
21: Imagine hugging/making out with Sodapop…
22: Sodapop’s last letter to Sandy…
23. Sodapop’s little girl tells her daddy that no one likes her…
24. You tell your best friend that you have a crush on him…
25: Imagine finding out that Sodapop is being conscripted to war…
26. You cry to Sodapop about a guy who used you…
27: The truth…
28: Why doesn’t he love me…

Ponyboy:

1. Ponyboy has a panic attack
2. Uncle Ponyboy
3. Ponyboy can’t pay attention in class because of you…
4. Ponyboy tells you that he likes you, and then asks you out…
5. Ponyboy admits that he likes you
6. Imagine Ponyboy trying to impress you, but failing
7. Imagine Ponyboy asking you out on a date…
8. Imagine having feelings for the new boy in your class…
9. Imagine giving Ponyboy an F and him getting very upset about it…
10. Imagine Darry and Sodapop walking in on Ponyboy having sex…
11. Imagine Ponyboy getting brought home by the police, drunk...
12. Imagine Ponyboy walking in on you getting undressed…
13. You find Ponyboy after he has had a fight with Darry…

Steve:

1. Steve eats you out…
2. Imagine Steve taking you out for a date…
3. Imagine Steve writing a letter to his little boy that died of cancer…
4. Can’t you see that I love you…

Two-Bit:

1. Getting drunk after a fight with Two-Bit
2. Imagine comforting Two-Bit after Johnny and Dally die
3. Imagine your big brother finding out that you’re not a virgin…
4. Imagine telling your Two-Bit that you’re pregnant with his child…
5. Imagine how Two-Bit would act on his wedding day…
6. Imagine watching a horror movie with your big brother…
7. Two-Bit asks you to marry him…

Johnny:

1. Johnny is secretly dating Dally’s little sister:
2. Johnny kisses you after thinking you’re going to leave him…
3. Dally walks in on you and Johnny making out.
4. Your first fight with Johnny
5. Imagine adopting Johnny from a very young age
6. Imagine having your period and taking it out on Johnny…
7. Imagine being Johnny’s teacher and asking him where all his bruises came from…
8. Imagine comforting Johnny after his father physically and emotionally hurts him…
9. Imagine Johnny seeing his little girl for the first time…

Dally:

1. You argue with Dally
2. Being angry at Dally:
3. Dally say’s he loves you after a fight
4. You and Dally fight
5. You and Dally shower together
6. You walk in on Dally cheating on you
7. Imagine Dally hitting on you as you walk by
8. Dally’s wedding vow’s to you
9. Imagine being Two-Bit’s sister and Dally trying to hit on you…
10. Imagine cuddling with Dally…
11. Imagine Dally coming to your house, blind drunk, and trying to win you back… Part two here:
12. Imagine Dally lying beside you when you’re asleep…
13. Imagine telling Dally that you love him for the first time… Part two here:
14. Imagine Dally dating a girl with anemia…
15. Imagine Dally finding out that you’re pregnant with his child…
16. Imagine Dally eating you out…
17. You get drunk and do it with Dally…
18. Dally tells his little girl why she doesn’t have a mummy
19. Dallas Winston: my girl…
20. Imagine Dally breaking up with you…
21. Dally’s reaction to his girl bringing a puppy home…
22. Imagine accusing Dally of cheating on you…
23. You write a letter to the baby you miscarried…

Moments:

Darry:

1. Couple moments
2. Day in bed with Darry
3. Best friend moments
4. First time with Darry
5. Fighting with Darry…
6. Couple moments with Darry (gay)

Sodapop:

1. Couple moments
2. Day in bed with Sodapop
3. A date with Sodapop
4. Your first time (PG)
5. Best friend moments:
6. Happy couple moments

Ponyboy:

1. Couple moments
2. Best friend moments:
3. Being Ponyboy’s best friend…

Steve: -

1. Best friend moments
2. Your first time with Steve

Two-Bit:

1. Couple moments
2. Best friend moments
3. First time with Two-Bit
4. Two-Bit cheats on you…

Johnny:

1. Couple moments
2. Best friend moments:
3. Sex with Johnny moments

Dally:

1. Couple moments
2. A day in bed with Dally
3. Best friend moments
4. Couple fights

LGBTI Stories:

1. Sodapop and Steve’s first kiss
2. Sodapop comes out to Darry…
3. What Steve and Sodapop would be like in bed together
4. Johnny and Ponyboy’s first kiss
5. DarryxMale

Others:

1. Ponyboy and Sodapop see their brother dancing for the first time
2. An imagine based on life (Request)

Headcanons

Darry:

1. Being married to Darry
2. Being Darry’s best friend…
3. Having sex with Darry…
4. 10 things Darry has never told his brothers…
5. Dating my little sister: the ten things you need to know
6. Being married to Darry Curtis…

Sodapop:

1. Dating Sodapop Curtis…
2. Being best friends with Sodapop
3. Dating Sodapop Curtis (Modern headcanons)
4. Being married to Sodapop…

Ponyboy:

1. Dating Ponyboy Curtis
2. Being best friends with Ponyboy…
3. Sex with Ponyboy…
4. Ponyboy is a father…
5. If Ponyboy grew up in a foster care home…
6. Ponyboy Curtis head canons

Steve: -0

Two-Bit:

1. Being best friends with Two-Bit…

Johnny: -0

Dally:

1. Dating Dallas Winston
2. Dating Dallas Winston (Part 2)
3. Being Dally’s best friend…
4. Dally takes your virginity…
5. Dallas Winston head canons…
6. The ten reasons I’m in love with you…
7. Being married to Dallas Winston…
8. Make up sex with Dally…

TOTAL: 190

The Evolution of Radiance

Summary: When did Will decide to free Hannibal from prison? He wasn’t sure himself, until Francis Dolarhyde helped him make the decision.

Chiyoh adjusted the blinds in the safe house as the brightness still bothered Hannibal’s eyes. He grunted softly in protest as she loomed over Hannibal’s bed, and wiped at his forehead with a cool, wet towel.

Lying in the other bed in the room, Will Graham craned his neck to peer at Hannibal’s figure. Bandaged and bruised, how small Hannibal appeared. How fragile, as he hardly stirred, recovering from the wounds both Dolarhyde and Will had inflicted on him.

The sound of the rain outside beat against the windows that surrounded the tiny house. It both soothed and agitated Will. But he was accustomed to his constant contradictory state, as he had lived most of his life that way. Struggling, fighting against himself. Until now. Now he finally accepted who he was. He stared at Hannibal, as Chiyoh, in turn, studied him with caution.

“If you leave this bed – if you approach Hannibal – I will break your legs.”

Will remained silent and gave her a curt nod.

“I will not hesitate,” she said as she walked to the door and slowly closed it partially behind her.

Will listened to Hannibal’s shallow, slow breaths. They became a metronome that kept him in time with his memories. Memories that haunted him, memories he’d rather forget – save for a few…

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The thought never occurred to him. Not really. Even as he sat in the quiet solace (as false as it was) of the cabin he shared with Molly, and re-read Hannibal’s letter for the fiftieth time did it ever enter his mind. He never considered helping Hannibal escape.

Will Graham watched the letter burn after he threw it into the fireplace, and with it any remaining deeply hidden thoughts or emotions he had felt about the man. At least that’s what he told himself.

And so, Will clutched his person suit tightly about himself, swallowed thickly, and continued along his days, his nights, in this old new life with Molly. He continued and didn’t think about Hannibal Lecter.

When Molly said he should go with Jack, he should help and make a difference, she had no idea how much would change. Even as Will assured her he would be different, she still had no clue. How could she?

How could she see that the man she married was a fiction– a version of Will Graham he’d made up to fit into Molly’s life, Molly’s expectations. Oh, how he so wanted to fit. The Will Graham he’d made up caught fish for his wife to fry and laughed as it stunk up the entire cabin; the Will Graham he invented wore hand-knitted sweaters with dropped stitches; the Will Graham he gave birth to taught Walter how to solve algebraic equations; he would sit with his wife’s feet in his lap as he worked on the New York Times crossword puzzle.

How he wanted to be that Will Graham, instead of this one, who at the moment struggled with the Tooth Fairy, in a cheap motel room, for breath and dominance; the Will Graham who wasn’t sure yet if he’d help Hannibal escape.

Just before his mind went blank, as Francis Dolarhyde smothered his face with a chloroformed washcloth, Will’s thoughts reached out like tendrils – like desperate hands searching for one final life preserver – and what he found was one quick memory. A snippet of a conversation between he and Hannibal. Grasping and remembering…

“Tell me, did your heart race when you murdered her?”

“No, it didn’t.”

“A low heart rate is a true indicator of one’s capacity for violence. Your design is evolving.”

And as his eyes began to close, in this losing battle, he noticed that his heartbeat remained steady and low as he fell deep into the unknown.

The road that led him to that moment seemed to have been coming almost his entire life. How different would he had been had his mother stuck around? If his father had been more reliable? If he hadn’t been cursed with his so-called gift. (Was it a gift really, if you could tell that your second grade teacher pitied and feared you? You stared just a little too much, a little too hard for her taste.)

Seeing Hannibal again after all those years was a bit of a shock – but not because he was afraid – well, in truth he was – but because he knew Hannibal understood him still. Even with the distance and the time.

“Are we no longer on a first name basis?”

No, I would like that very much. Once more. Just once, forever.

“I’m more comfortable the less personal we are.”

It was a lie, however. Will already began to feel whole again, real – and god knows he hated himself for it. Molly and Walter deserved better.

This dullness he felt, had felt for the last three years, was eating away at him like rust on fine steel, like maggots on old meat. The mere sound of Hannibal’s voice began to pull Will out of the dullness. Good god, the soul crushing dullness.

He woke with a startle as Francis doused him with water; a quick baptism.

“Breathe deeply. Do you think you can sit up? Try to sit up.”

Will obliged, grateful he could still move. He sat patiently and listened as Francis explained himself, his grand mission. Will nodded, heartbeat steady and low.

“You think you understand, don’t you?” Francis asked.

“I understand that blood and breath are only elements undergoing change to fuel your radiance. Hannibal said those words to me.”

(First name basis, once again.)

“I want to meet Lecter. How do I manage that?”

And it was then, right then when Will Graham decided. If anyone was going to meet Hannibal, it would be him. Only him. His plan to free Hannibal was born, easily and without doubt.

His final change, his true radiance – a leap from the lackluster, from the maddening politeness – would finally be welcome. Will would accept this as his fate.

He’d always known, anyhow.

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The rain had slowed to a drizzle as it caressed the windows of the safe house, and Will could see that Hannibal had fallen into a deeper sleep. Will sighed contentedly knowing that fate had smiled upon him once again. How very fortunate they had been to have survived. Together. And whether it was at the gates of Hell or the halls of Valhalla, it would be Will and Hannibal together. Eternally.

Will Graham accepted that his design had evolved yet again, and his radiance?

Well… it was blinding.

Seeing Is Believing (Pt. 1)

A/N: Here is the first part of my new series!!!!! I hope you all enjoy it! I’ve had this idea in my head since before I even had a tumblr, I could just never think up enough details until a couple weeks ago. I was laying in bed and then BAM. It was in my head.

This story will start out as a Dean x Reader, with eventual Castiel x Reader (It will make more sense later, I promise.) Also, I can’t really write a story summary yet as I don’t want to give too much away? So just, just read it! <3

Pairing: None yet.

Warnings: Just some language.

Word Count: 1.1k

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You peered through the blinds of your small house as you shook your head in frustration. For whatever reason, there was a car that had been parked across the street with two men sitting in it for the last two nights. They couldn’t be cops, because what kind of cops, undercover or not, drive ‘67 impalas? And they certainly didn’t let their hair grow out like that one did. You’d been on edge since the first time you saw the car, though you didn’t know if you were on edge for a good or bad reason, you just felt…off. You thought about going outside and talking to them, seeing what the hell their deal was; but unless they came and bothered you, that wasn’t happening.

You were typically a quiet person, very kept to yourself. You didn’t have any friends, if you had any family, you didn’t know about them, or they didn’t care about you. Your mother raised you to stand up for yourself, you had no problem telling someone to fuck off if they got too close. You weren’t always like this, growing up you had some friends. You went out and had fun, you were ‘normal’ as they say.

You lived in a small town, Makanda Illinois. It was a very quiet and peaceful place. This is where you’d been for the last eight years. Your mother had told you that when she died, you needed to go somewhere where chances of you being found were slim. You didn’t know who you were supposed to hide from, but you were guessing these men outside of your house might have been who she was talking about.

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