The harsh winter in Mirkwood and the absence of a certain Elvenking do not leave you any other choice than hoarding all the blankets you can get.
Rating: G Fandom: The Hobbit Prompt: Imagine how Thranduil convicts you of late-night blanket stealing. Pairing: Thranduil Oropherion x Reader Type: Reader insert, one-shot, fluff Date: 16th February, 2015 Words: 1977 Warnings: Pure unadulterated fluff. A way too cheesy plotline. Overprotective Thranduil. Grammatically questionable Sindarin: “my love” (meleth nîn), “sweet dreams” (elei velui) and “love of my life” (meleth e-guilen). A/N: This is the first and the only story that made it through my gigantic writer’s block. It is not more than an apprentice piece I wrote two years ago based on an imagine on @sindarinkisses, a now inactive Tolkien writing blog. Beta’d:@jezvontesse
Remember when people thougt we were getting a “love triangle” in Chapter 4? Well, that didn’t last long. What we did get, though, is far more interesting.
@skuag asked me to write about the parallels between Soushitsu and Episode 26 of Digimon Adventure, and so here’s a brief analysis of the Taichi/Sora/Yamato scenes in both of them. Beware of tri. spoilers.
Pairing: Fred+George Weasley x Reader (platonic) // Barry Allen x Reader
Word Count: 943
Summary: Reader is best friends with Fred and George Weasley and has been for as long as they can remember. They were just going about their normal day at work when something rather peculiar occurred after a certain team Flash member decided to experiment with his powers. (I suck at summaries k sorry.)
A/N: So I’ve finally gotten around to starting this reader insert series, if you couldn’t tell it’s going to be a Harry PotterxFlash crossover because they were the highest chosen fandoms on my survey.
I know it’s quite short, but this is more so just to set up the story if you get me.I really hope you enjoy this series and if you would like to be tagged in updates just drop me a message x
Warnings: None as far as I am aware of
A soft smile spread across your lips as you made your way down Diagon Alley, possibly one of your favourite places on Earth, on your way down to work as you did every morning, greeting all the other shopkeepers who were setting up as you passed. “Good Morning Sunshines!” You called out cheerfully as you entered the wonderfully magical ‘Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes’ store to greet your two best friends and business partners. Fred and George had hired you to deal with the part of the business that required high intellect so they could get on with the fun parts. Honestly, you still loved your job either way, even if you did end up as a test subject every so often. “(Y/N)! Just who we wanted to see.” Fred and George beamed, speaking in sync as they often did. “Let me guess, you’ve got a new product and you want me to test it for you?” You sighed with a clear blunt tone in your voice. “You know us too well.” Fred chuckled as George produced a deep green, glittering box from behind his back. He pulled out a small, black gobstopper looking object, holding it out to you with a proud grin on his face. “What in Merlin’s name is that?” You questioned with a raised brow. “This our dear (Y/N) is the inter-dimensional gobstopper.” “The interwhonow?” Of all the things they had ever made, this had to be one of the strangest. “The inter-dimensional gobstopper. Basically, you eat it and wherever you imagine is created around you. You don’t actually travel anywhere, it’s like a lucid dream state.” Well, what could possibly wrong? You shrugged in response, taking the strange sweet from his hand and placing it right into your mouth. You expected something to start fizzing or at least for it to do something, but no, it reacted just like a normal gobstopper. A small sigh escaped your lips, as terrifying as the concept was, you were quite disappointed with the result. “Well, back to the drawing board boys.“ Spitting out the gobstopper into the nearest bin, not wanting to accidentally experience any strange side effects of consuming the whole thing, you continued on as you normally would. Your beaten combat boots dragged across the floor as you made your way through the store that was already full of life. For as long as you could remember, there had never been a dull day in the store, it practically radiated joy and you absolutely loved seeing how happy it made everyone that stepped foot inside. You could remember the opening day pretty clearly, your best friends had been absolute messes all morning, you having to take on the roll of Molly to make sure they were prepared. The store created so much happiness after the disaster the Death Eaters created of Diagon Alley. Every year, Fred and George would make a huge surprise for you when you arrived at work, they would always deck the store out head to toe for Christmas just to see the bright smile on your face. Honestly, as much trouble as they always got you in at school & by using you as their guinea pig, Fred and George had always been the lights of your life.
It hadn’t taken long for the store to fill up with excitable witches and wizards and some rather concerned looking parents. With a welcoming smile on your face, you began to greet customers as they entered through the door, assisting some of the smaller children in reaching the things on the higher shelves when needed. "Hey (Y/N) can you grab some more Skiving Snackboxes from the stock room please? We’re running low.” You heard one of the twins call out to you. “Sure thing!" The stock room was your least favourite part of the store, it seemed to have an eerie chill to it. Nevertheless, you snuck your way through the crowd to slip into the room marked ‘Staff Only’. A small shiver made its way down your spine as you made your way further into the dimly lit room. You wanted nothing more than to just grab the boxes and go, but a loud crash completely stopped you in your tracks. Instantly placing the snackboxes down, gripping your want tightly, your blood running cold, you tip toed your way to the source of the noise. "Hello?” You called out, instantly mentally scalding yourself for doing something like that as if (if there was an intruder) the person would just call back to you. When you turned the corner, you were not met with what you expected. The loud crash was most certainly not a group of mischievous children, but a huge blue portal looking thing. You knew you should have just ran to get Fred and George, but something was calling you towards the glowing blue matter. Your feet inched closer and closer, the hand containing your wand slowly dropping down to your side as if you had become entranced by this strange matter. Before you could even process what was happening, you felt a strong tug on your body, sucking you right into whatever the hell was in front of you. A small yelp escaped your lips as you were dragged inside, quickly falling unconscious.
Your body landed with a heavy thud against the hard, stone floor, still not waking you from your unconscious state. As your body hit the floor, a rather high pitched screech echoed off of the metal walls of the labratory, leaving the man stood over you in a state of complete shock. “Uh Barry…We got a problem in here."
► Sorry if there’s grammar mistakes ;-; Don’t hate me
► I was listening to this nightcore song while writing
It was hard growing up with divorced parents. One Christmas with mom, another with dad. Actually, celebrating anything was pretty hard. But learning to love someone was much harder.
Growing up, I never really had a vision of what “love” looked like. Mom was always screaming and dad was always gone. I never left the house much because, what’s really the point.
Throughout the years, I’ve had crushes and people have liked me. But there was really nothing more than that. I was never invested in the idea of a boyfriend, love was just a topic I never wanted to touch.
College was where I met my first best friend, Jeon Jungkook. He was the photographer, the Mr. Popular, the one-in-a-million guy that all the girls want. I knew in the back of my head that I told him we couldn’t be more, and he respected my decision. It’s just, sometimes I wished this barrier wasn’t a problem.
“Wanna go out tonight?” I asked Jungkook. He was lying on the couch in my apartment. Even though he wasn’t my roomie, he sure acted like it.
I was in the kitchen grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. He turned around to catch my eyes when I closed the fridge door and shook his no. “Got a date tonight.”
I smiled at him and raised my eyebrows in shock. It really shouldn’t have been a surprised though, Jungkook was a magnet to all the girls on campus. I’m still confused sometimes as to why he was friends with me out of every other girl.
“Who is it this time?” I asked him, walking over to the couch and plopping down right next to him.
“Do you remember the girl from the party?” He asked, taking my water bottle and taking a sip from it.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Which girl? There were thousands.”
“The one with the really nice hair,” he replied.
“You suck at describing people,” I laughed.
He shrugged and took another sip from the water bottle.
“Can I get a name?” I asked after he didn’t reply.
“It was…” He took a long break. Way too long. Gosh, he forgot the poor girl’s name.
“Don’t gotta strain your brain, Kook. It’s all okay.” I smiled, patting him on the head.
“I don’t even remember her name! I should just stay here with you,” he whined.
I grabbed the remote in front of me and turned on the T.V.
“Jeon Jungkook, you told this girl you were gonna go. So go.”
“But I don’t want to!”
“Then you shouldn’t have made plans with her!”
He groaned in annoyance. Of course he did, I was right.
“Why did you make plans with her if you didn’t feel like going anyways?” I skipped through the channels, looking for something interesting to watch. I looked over to Kook who was looking at me. “Wait, unless you like her. Does Kookie have a crush?”
Jungkook grabbed the remote that was still in my hand and lowered down the volume.
"I do not like her.” His voice was clear as day.
“Then why’d you make plans?”
It was like I struck a nerve in him or something. Jungkook placed down the remote on the coffee table in front of us. When he turned back to look at me, his eyes were dilated. It was like the answer was so clear in front of me, yet I still didn’t get it.
“Because I’m trying to get you out of my mind.”
Now this came as a shock to me. Wait what? Out of his mind? Me?
“W-what are you talking about?” I asked him.
“You. You’re always on my mind. You think I like hanging out with other girls and leaving you here? You think I like the idea of leaving you alone? God no, I hate it so much. And I know that you have this whole thing about love and I told you I’d respect it but fuck, I love you.”
I bit my lip and held back the tears at Jungkook’s confession. My heart dropped whenever he wasn’t around. It dropped at the thought of him and some girl together. I wanted to punch myself for feeling this way because deep inside I knew it was something I had to get used to. All my reasons were valid though, I just couldn’t give him the love that he deserves.
“Y-you love me?” I asked him. I could hear how shaky my voice was.
“Yes. And I know you can love me back.”
Jungkook grabbed onto my hands.
“Kook…” I tried to pull my hands away from his, but his grip was too strong.
“Please. Can we give us a try?”
“You know why.”
“Your parents made that mistakes, not us. We are not them. Come on, stop being afraid. Give us a chance.“
"That’s the thing. What if this is a mistake? What if we are a mistake?”
“Then make this mistake!”
“I really don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t,” Jungkook said. He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it gently. “I love you.”
“Please don’t say you love me.”
The knock from the door caused both of us to fall into silence. His date, hangout, girl was on the other side.
Before I gave him a chance to talk, I got up and opened the door. She was so pretty, probably could give him everything I couldn’t.
“Have fun,” I smiled at Jungkook.
He looked at me with sad eyes. I knew he wanted to cancel on her right then and there, just to stay with me.
“Go. Have fun. I’ll see you later,” I told him.
He grabbed his keys, gave my hand a squeeze, told me the words “I do,” then left.
He does love me.
A door knock rang through the apartment somewhere in the middle of the night. I didn’t bother to check my phone because the brightness would be too much for my eyes.
I yawned as I made my way towards the door, my eyelids dropping every few seconds. I heard my feet shuffling on the ground, until I hit something.
When I opened the door, Jungkook stood on the other side. He was dripping from head to toe which made me realize that it was raining outside.
My eyes flew wide open as Jungkook pulled me inside his arms and kissed me. I shivered at how cold he was and how tightly he held onto me.
“Kook,” I gasped when we pulled away.
“I love you,” he said. His words were clear and blunt, like that was the only thing on his mind ever since he left. He made it seem such a hard thing so simple.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about you. When I left, I knew I made the worst decision ever. You know how hard it was for me to focus on her when you were the only person on my mind.”
I didn’t know how to reply. It felt like everything was happening all at once. Seeing Jungkook standing there got my heart skipping beats again. And oh god, I might regret this but…
Water Ascendant (Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces): round or square face, soft features, look-without-see eyes, thick hair, small and chubby body. Scorpio Ascendant makes direct contact eyes, while Cancer and Pisces tend to don’t see other persons directly.
Water Mercury: low voice,
husky voice, could have problems introducing themselves.
Earth Ascendant (Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn): square or oval face, strong bone structure, calm eyes, thick hair, big and bony body, they don’t do too much facial/body gestures. Virgo tend to make eyes contact more often than the other Earth signs.
Earth Mercury: low/deep voice, sounds like authority.
Fire Ascendant (Aries, Leo, Sagittarius): square or large face,prominent facial features, optimistic eyes, thick hair, big and athletic body. facial gestures concentrated in their eyebrows, graceful body gestures.
high/clear voice, too blunt and crazy laugh.
Air Ascendant (Gemini, Libra, Aquarius): large or oval face, dimples, alert eyes, thin hair, thin and tall body, their body gestures complement their words. The three signs tend to make direct eyes contact.
Air Mercury: high/clear voice, changing conversation topic often (even if they haven’t finished it yet).
This is just a silly and short description of how a person of certain Ascendant could look like. You’ve to know that there’s more in your Natal Chart that affect your appeareance (e.g dominant planets and signs, planets in the first house). Please don’t take it seriously, and remember that you can mix the elements of this post to make it more “accurate” or precise (if you’re a Air Ascendant and have Pluto in the 1st, you can read about the water Ascendants because Pluto rules Scorpio).
“I would call you up every sunday night And we’d both stay out ‘til the morning light And we sang, “Here we go again” And though time goes by I will always be In a club with you In 1973 Singing, “Here we go again"”
Michael and Felicity were going to The Pit and they invited you to come along. Before long, you were having fun and getting to know your group of initiates better. You already knew Michael from Erudite and there was another girl named Stacy from Erudite that you didn’t know quite as well. You had seen her around enough, though. Next to her were Felicity and Chelsea, both from Candor. They were flanked by two boys, Thomas and Raymond, two from Amity, and one Abnegation boy. Finally, there was the Dauntless born group, already wild and crazy. One of the Dauntless born boys was talking to Michael when they approached you.
“Hey Y/N, this is Jack,” he said introducing you to the guy.
Jack was a six-foot-tall guy with brown hair and sparkling green eyes. He had a few tattoos on his muscular arms, a nose ring, studs in his ears, and a rather handsome face with strong features and very defined cheek bones.
“It’s a pleasure to meet such beautiful girl,” Jack grinned, taking hold of your hand.
//So I’mma start this with a disclaimer that you can portray your character however the fuck you want I don’t care. I’m simply going to avoid the portrayals I don’t prefer. I would never send hate to someone I don’t like to portrayal of. I’m just going to not RP with them. You know, like an adult.
So what I’ll say about portrayal’s in my personal opinion is something involving writing style.
When RPing with a character, I tend to read it as if the muse is speaking, or narrating their own thoughts in their own voice. It’s just something I do to get into what the response is.
Therefore, if the writing style the mun chooses to write in doesn’t fit the character in my head I find it very distracting.
For example–I chose Jack as my muse for O.verwatch because my style of writing is very short, clear and blunt. Like Jack. Jack’s mind is clear and blunt so it makes sense in my head.
So when I see other Jack’s have a very long, flowing and poetic style of writing I–can’t really imagine Jack. Someone like G.enji or Zen.yatta I could imagine by not Jack.
Now, some people can’t help it because their natural mun writing style is long and flowing–and to that I say…yeah I understand. Its not your fault my head works like that.
I literally can’t get into an RP with a Je.sse Mc.cree when the writing style is equivalent to Shakespeare XD. My head just keeps saying “Nah that ain’t Jesse talking, dog.”