do you see the last comment

I legitimately don’t understand anon hate like you are literally just….giving them the last word? Like you’re setting up for them to have time to think of a great comeback and then post it publicly for everyone to see and laugh at your asinine comment. Not to mention that you’re limited to 500 characters while the other person can write eight paragraphs dragging your ass and all you can do is watch in horror or write yet another anonymous message which again gives them the last word. You’re literally setting yourself up for failure. What is the plan. I don’t understand.

How to Attract the Signs

ARIES:

Let Aries know that you admire them, they thrive of admiration and followers. Let them know that you love their zest for life and that you find them intriguing, they love compliments more than most other astrology signs of the zodiac.

Compliment them physically and mentally, they like conversations about intellectual topics and engage them in a lively discussion, or a friendly debate. They love the challenge and the stimulation of good, intelligent conversation. Ask them for advice, let them know that you look up to them.

Remember, Aries is the first sign of the zodiac and the most forward and independent, they love followers. Do not be a push over, do not keep your opinions to yourself because Aries will quickly get bored if you agree with everything they say. Do not attempt to control them however, they do not like taking orders. Aries are very capable people so if you go with their plans, you are sure to have a good time! If they have a suggestion for something to do, go with the flow, they like to be in control of what goes on.


TAURUS:

Do not attempt to rush into a relationship with Taurus. They are very patient and expect you to be so too. Make them laugh, if they are amused and entertained by you, they will enjoy being with you. The way to a Taurus’ heart is through their stomachs. Cook for them or offer to take them to a fine upscale restaurant. Taurus enjoy talking about finance, business, money and material possessions.


GEMINI:

Love to talk, that is the first rule about impressing a Gemini. Be knowledgeable about that you talk about too because Gemini are intelligent and have lots of knowledge about many things. If you are an expert on a certain topic, teach them about it, you will impress them because this know-it-all sign does not usually know fine details about a lot of things, they are too busy to bother to learn. Speak your mind, engage them in a friendly debate but never be too conservative, they find this dull. Be honest and loyal to a Gemini, once they have had their trust broken they usually will never get it back again. Gemini are easy to date, they will do any activity anywhere. Just have fun, like you would with friends because that’s what Gemini are, a great friend.


CANCER:

You must be direct, Cancer will not. Let your feelings for them be known, this is the first step to initiating a relationship with a Cancer. This way, will not have to risk rejection, one of their biggest fears. If you are looking for a short fling, be straight with them. Do not lead them on to thinking there is long term commitment is there is none because you will hurt these emotionally delicate people.

Trust is the most important. Build trust with them and they will gradually get closer to you. Give them approval and compliments but be careful because they will easily sense when you are complimenting them just for the sake of it. Be sincere. Ask Cancer for advice, share your problems (but don’t burden them), they enjoy helping people and giving advice.

They like culture and lavish experiences. Take them to a play or museum and a fancy, upscale restaurant. Do not force Cancer into a relationship or make them make a decision on the spot. They will shy away from you. Have patience, this is the key to attracting a Cancer. Be physical with them, they love genuine affection. They are very cautious and as time passes, they will slowly grow closer to you and you will have wonderful, fulfilling relationship.


LEO:

Admiration is key. Admire them and they will be yours. Leo is a fairly easy sign to attract they are very receptive to advances and come-ons. Give them compliments, dish them out in handfuls because Leos never think a compliment can go too far. Even if you are faking it, they don’t care, the simply love the attention. Be funny, Leos love to be entertained and they love to laugh. If you can make them laugh, you’re good! Leos like the grand things in life, treat them to a lavish dinner or a cultural upscale event. Always have the best of the best and never try to offer them second rate. They think nothing is too good for them, they like everything posh so dress classy and nice, and have a good night on the town with the charming Leo!


VIRGO:

Virgos need intellectual stimulation. Impress them with facts and details. Always try to come to conclusions when having a conversation, they do not like topics that go nowhere, they like conversations to come to a close or consensus, even if you agree to disagree. They are very conventional people so do not do anything spontaneous or force them to make a hasty decision, they take their time and think intensely in their mind. They are not slow, their brain is working evaluating everything. Do not attempt to probe inside their mind because their emotions are pretty much closed off until the relationship is solid, and they will decide when that time will be. Virgos are natural worriers, do not let this get to you. Do not give them cause to worry because this makes them get wound up like a spring. Let Virgo take the lead, they like to be in control of what is happening. Keep the date tasteful and do not be vulgar, they like calm and classy surroundings and people.


LIBRA:

Libras are easy to attract, they probably have attracted you first with their easygoing nature. First and foremost, admire and flatter them. Treat them like a prince or princess. Libras love to talk, they can talk about anything but are especially interested in themselves. Want to leave a lasting impression on a Libra? Ask questions about them and talk about their interests, hobbies, anything regarding them. Even though Libras are diplomatic, they enjoy seeing things from other points of view. Engage in a light debate about an issue exploring both sides and the conversation will flow. Dress nice, keep the atmosphere posh and upscale and clean your house before they come over for the first time. First impressions are lasting for Libras. Have fun, be yourself, you are almost guaranteed a good time with the easygoing, interesting Libra.


SCORPIO:

Never be fake with a Scorpio, they can see it a mile away. Be genuine with your comments and listen to them attentively, (they always have something interesting to say so this is never a problem!) Do not try to hide things from them or tease them, they always have to know what is going on. Remember, they are the only ones that are allowed to tease and present the mystery and intrigue! They like frankness and honesty, speak your mind they will respect that. Scorpios are interested in almost all activities, so finding something to do should never be a problem. They are unpredictable and could change the course of the date mid-way though so take these last minute changes with a smile and try something different. They like people who are not afraid to ditch a plan and try another. In conversation, do not tell them that their opinions are wrong or shoot them down, they are too proud for this and even if it is a joke, they might not take it with the humour that you meant. Never try to control them but do not be the damsel in distress either, they like strong, real people with driving ambitious personality like theirs.


SAGITTARIUS:

Talk to them, ask them questions about themselves, share stories, make them laugh, but do not pry into intimate details about their life. Keep your emotional distance and they will be attracted to you. Easy. Suggest an outdoor date, something wild and wacky like floating on a boat down the river then having a picnic by the riverside, anything. They love activities. These are the easiest people to get a date with but don;t think that this is written in stone, they are the biggest commitment phoebe of all zodiac signs. Enjoy the time you’ve spent with Sagittarius and be prepared to move on or at least share them with others because they will be doing the same. All in good fun.


CAPRICORN:

Make them laugh, they tend to be melancholy so anyone who can make them laugh is appreciated. Talk about anything but do not pry into their emotions. They do mind listening to yours, however. When Capricorn feels safe, they will let some of their cats out of the bag.

Talk about serious topics, things that matter and avoid unconventionality, they are very conventional people and do not like shock-topics. They like to be connected to on an intellectual level. They like gifts, not gaudy and expensive but practical and useful. Keep it high class, they do not like second-rate gifts or dates for that matter. Plan an upscale date to an art gallery, theatre or fancy restaurant.

Never be late. Capricorns are very punctual and live by a schedule and they do not like to be kept waiting, it shows irresponsibility. Be patient with Capricorn, underneath that aloof, indifferent outside lies a physical, passionate loyal person that will come out when the time is right, once you have proven yourself.


AQUARIUS:

Communication is key. You must be able to stimulate their minds, engage in a friendly, witty verbal battle but do not expect to come to any conclusions, this is not the point. They crave the brain exercise. If you unable to keep up with the intellect and the unconventional ways that Aquarius is known for, you might want to look elsewhere.

Aquarius needs communication compatibility more than anything else. Have variety in your dates, think of interesting things to do like a trip to the zoo, but if you can’t think of any crazy idea, leave it up to Aquarius to make plans but do not be surprised if they change the plan in the middle, be flexible like them. They do not like naggers or complainers so keep the talk positive and all should be well.


PISCES:

Talk about spirituality, the occult, astrology, anything that is out of reach of the real world. They will easily get lost in a good conversation. Although they are attracted to people with severe problems who desperately need help, this actually does more harm them good. Even though Pisces will offer to make everything right, do not allow them to take on all your problems because they will lose their identity in your situation. They need a strong positive partner to make them strong. Pisces like adventure, new situation and social events and will be up to doing almost anything that you suggest. Make them laugh, they are usually melancholy and will be impressed if someone has the ability to make them laugh. They are not very conservative people so do not be afraid to talk about unconventional or strange things and tell them odd jokes, they will be impressed by that. They are suckers for flattery give them compliments and tell them in a roundabout way that you admire them. Be sensitive, generous and gentle, make them feel comfortable with you and make them feel good about themselves and all will be smooth sailing!

Great comments I've overheard this week

A very, very middle class young woman talking to her very, very middle class friends say “it’s always a shame when you see someone wearing a great outfit, and then they’ve accessorised it with a crucifix. I mean, have you heard of diamonds?”

Two men doing construction work and one saying “do you want to hear my joke of the week? Finished a puzzle last night. The box said ‘2-4 years’. Reckon I’m some kind of genius, because it only took me a month.”

A very smartly dressed old woman in the bookshop looking for a book about bees, saying to the cashier “I collect bees, you know. I have about thirty. All dead, of course,” to which the cashier replied “oh no, did you have a hive collapse?” to which the old woman said “no, I just pick them up when I find them dead in the street and take them home.”

A drunk man coming out of the pub and crying “Christ, my shoelaces are untied again!” They were not, in fact, untied.

Fandom Fic Rec Days

The Fandom Fic Rec Days are back!

It is easy to make people look at art; all you need is a reblog. But when it comes to make people want to read fanfiction, it can get just a little more tricky.

To give writers more recognition, and to celebrate their stories, we’ve decided to organize the Fic Rec Days.

On February 10th, 11th, and 12th, you’re invited to rec your favourite fics, from the all time faves to the WIPs you’re currently enjoying.

How? In any way you want!

  • Create a post saying why people should read the fic!
  • Draw some fanart!
  • Create graphics/aesthetics!
  • Make a fic rec list!
  • Make a mix!
  • And so on.

Anything, really; there’s no way of rec’ing worth less than another.

This way, you will:

  1. Promote writers’ fics, and maybe get them new readers.
  2. Make their day, they will be super happy!
  3. Maybe encourage them to write more (win-win!)

Any rules/extra information?

  • Tag your posts with #ficrecdays
  • Tag your fandom/ship.
  • You can always queue if you’re not available!
  • Readers, please consider leaving a comment on the fics you liked!

Above all else, have fun, make people happy (writers and new readers alike!)

Reblog to spread the word, and see you then! :D

Yuri on Festival voice drama (detailed report)

I went to watch the next-day viewing of yesterday’s Yuri on Festival event, and this time I took notes for the drama so I’ll write a more detailed summary, also because this one isn’t going to be sold on DVD. I believe other people have probably written reports too, but in cases such as this I think “the more the merrier” because it’s not recorded so it’s better to have more accounts. Also, now you’ll start seeing more Japanese reports & art too. Most people were keeping quiet out of consideration for the ones who could only watch the viewing and didn’t want spoilers.

Official title of the drama: “Fundoshi da yo!!! Sekai Metsubou Daipinchi Hasetsu Kunchi Spiritual!!” which roughly translates to “Fundoshi!!! The world is in danger of being destroyed. Hasetsu Kunchi Spiritual!!”

It was in 3 parts, separated by game and information corners.
I hope it’s not too confusing, but especially the last part is impossible to summarize decently because they talked a lot and I couldn’t possibly take note of everything, not to mention what they say is mostly crazy stuff, lol. For some parts and lines I double-checked looking at other Japanese comments online. If something is not clear feel free to send me an ask.

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Protective | archie andrews

Originally posted by fyeahriverdale

a/n: please please request ideas for short series or one shots!! i like to cater to you guys and sometimes you really do come up with some cool ideas!! love always R🌹

as the years went on you’d think bullying and slut shaming was a thing of the past, you were sadly mistaken. in fact it seemed to get worse and more and more creative as the times went on.

i obliviously walked into school head held higher than normal as i spot Betty and Veronica standing near my locker, smiling brightly i approach them a little bounce in my step as I over to them.

“hey”

i gawk smiling like an idiot, i had my very first date last night with one Reggie Mantle and you think it went rather well. we had a meal at pops and then went to the drive in to watch a movie where we stuffed our faces with junk food and spent the night cuddled up in the back of his truck with some small make out sessions before he dropped me home just before curfew.

I was still grinning, the gang wasn’t very thrilled with the idea of me going they said that he was a stupid football jock that just wanted to get into my pants and last night just proves that they were wrong - for once.

my smile fades as i glance at their concerned expression, i grab my books and close my locker as they glance from their phones to others loitering in the halls before first period before finally glancing at me.

“what?” i laugh glancing the hall to see many eyes on me, i spot Archie his expression the same as the girls.

“okay what the hell happened”

i ask breaking the silence, tapping my fingers against my books growing impatience at their lack of emotions and words.

“will someone please tell me what’s going on!”

i practically yell, Veronica glances at her phone again and i snatch it from her grasp as the red headed boy stops in front of us mumbling a small greeting.

i glance at the phone and see that the photo Reggie had taken off me last night in the drive in cuddle up to him, only he’d modified the picture and photoshopped maple syrup running down my face.

“oh my god” i say my breathe catching in my throat i click on the comments and instantly regret it the words ‘slut’ ‘ugly’ ‘whore’ 'attention seeking’ came up regularly along with comments about my weight and seemed liked everything else 'what a freak’ i give Veronica back her phone and sniffle tears pricking my eyes.

I look up to see Betty and Veronica staring me down

“do it say it!! okay 'i told you so’ okay I get it”

the girls shake their heads scrambling for words to comfort me

“forget it” i whisper pushing past them

“(y/n)” i hear archie call but I ignore him keeping my head down as i rush to class, everyone laughing and sharing comments as I pass.

i round the corner and slam into a body, we bump heads and i cuss grabbing my fallen bag and glances to see Jughead concern etched on his face “I saw the picture are you okay?” i sigh sniffling.

“no” i whisper

he places his hand on my shoulder rubbing it soothingly “i didn’t even do anything juggie- Archie’s and the others are just itching to tell me that they were right- again!”

“it’s okay- we know it’s not true. people believe what they want okay you-” jughead tries to soothe me running his hands up and down my arms.

“jughead” we both look up to see the smug look of Reggie

my blood boils and I shove his chest “i can’t believe you” i spit tearing up at the sight of him.

“what’s wrong baby?” he coos placing his hand tenderly on my shoulder i shudder at his touch and rip my shoulder from his grasp “don’t touch me reggie!” i warn.

he steps forward and jughead stands in front of me protectively, he laughs clapping his hands looking to his boys standing behind him “would you look at that” he howls getting up in jughead face.

“don’t even think about it” i seethe standing in front of jughead pushes at reggies chest.

as much as i wanted to cower behind juggie i knew that Reggie wouldn’t flinch punching him and the last thing i wanted was for my best friend to get punched in the face.

“oh c'mon i wasn’t going to punch your little boyfriend” he teases winking at the both of us “he’s not my boyfriend reggie- he’s my friend and i will not let some jerk bully my friends” i shout “or me for that matter”

he bites his lip pulling me into the wall pinning me down “god your hot when your angry” he whispers huskily into my neck.

“get off!!” i yell looking desperately to jughead for help but Reggies boys were holding him hostage.

“i mean it Reggie get off” i yell everyone decides to gather to watch the show, i thrash trying to get out of his grip but it’s useless.

“oh come one little (y/n) you weren’t this shy with me last night” i squirm “your fat ass wasn’t mad when I had my tongue in your mouth” he smirks and i cringe knowing that he was right.

“MANTLE” i head a loud voice

“archie” i say breathless my eyes begging for help

“let her go now” he orders edging closer

“or what andr-” he didn’t get to finish his sentence before archie ran and shoved Reggie off me and onto the floor.

grabbing me by the waist and pulling me into his arms

“so this is your boyfriend?” he howls “Andrews and (y/l/n) nice, I mean Arch buddy you could do way better she’s not much of a 10” he chuckles the group agreeing with him

“you okay” he whispers i nod “im okay now” i smile at him

“hate to break up the love fest but she’s mine archie, her face might not be all that but boy is her body”

the group whistles as they look me up and down taking in every once of me, i felt disgusted and disappointed that I ever thought Reggie was more than a jock with a good body.

the moment didn’t last as reggie grabbed me and shoved me into jughead, that flicks a switch in archie as he punches the boy in the jaw they wrestle around punching other and i yell for them to stop jughead holding me back.

the teachers are alerted and rush over to separate the boys as soon as Archie’s pulled back i run over to him placing my hands on his cheeks examining his face.

“arch” i say sadly glancing at his bruised eye and split lip.

“Andrews, Mantle my office NOW”

//

“i can’t believe the fought over you!” Ronnie squeals helping me zip up the back of my cheerleading uniform “swoon!” she finishes skipping over to Betty.

“it wasn’t over me, reggie was being an ass and Archie was just being a good friend” i conclude pulling my hair into a half up half down look adding blue ribbon for school spirt.

“have you spoke to him since it happened?” Betty asks sitting in front of me worry filling her voice.

“no, he had detention at lunch” she nods and i feel guilty “he came to see me after school but i just wanted to be alone. ill see him tonight” i try and smile knowing that Reggie would also be at the game.

Veronica touches up my face with a little makeup before the three of us head to school for the pep rally, my mood lifts a little football games were a ritual for me. i loved cheering with B & V and watching Archie play. Often we managed to drag Jughead and Kevin to the games to watch us all tonight that was one of those nights.

we meet the squad in the change rooms and grab our poms poms getting ready to go out onto the field to get the crowd pumped

“you will speak with him before the game right?” Veronica asks me worried, i nod following the girls out onto the field “promise”

“WOOHOO GO THE BULLDOGS” we cheer running and flipping out onto the field hyping the crowd up i spot jughead in the crowd and i jog over to him when Cheryl isn’t looking

“juggie!” i yell catching his attention “have you seen arch?” as the words leave my mouth the bulldogs run through the banner Archie leading the pack with a huge black eye. i glance at him guilty, he doesn’t see me searching through the crowd of river vixen. “ill talk to you later” i tell him he smiles frustrated giving me the 'I know your not okay’ stare.

i jog over to the drinks table where Archie stand his back facing me, i approach place my hand on his shoulder causing him to spin around relief flooding his expression as he realises it’s me.

“oh thank god it thought you weren’t here and i know you love the games and I didn’t want you to not come because of reggie and-” i cut him off placing my hand on his cheek touching the purpleness around his eyes gently.

“oh arch” he’s hand shots up to touch mine “im so sorry” i tell him tearing up

“hey it’s okay-” and just like that he’s swept up onto the field with all the others “arch” i call out trying to get he’s attention.

“hey it’s okay” i feel Betty’s hand on my shoulder “we gotta get ready” i nod turning to face her following her back to the squad getting ready to perform

//

the game finished miserable as the win was taken away from us in the last 5 minutes, the bulldogs look dull as they exit the field heading to the locker rooms. i sigh and grab my bag walking after the boys i needed to speak with Archie.

“(y/n)” i hear jughead call, choosing to ignore him i walk faster hoping to catch archie before he got into the locker room

“hey!” he yells panting as he catching up to me “ignore me much?” i roll my eyes

“i need to talk with archie okay? now are walking me or not?” i stop glancing at him “fine but yes i am because i swear to god if reggie lays a finger on you” i roll my eyes pulling him behind me

“yeah yeah you’ll kill him”

i push through the crowd of half naked boys as they undress ready to hit the showers, i struggle to find the boy before i spot the familiar red mop of hair. i weave in and out of the crowd before i edge closer to him.

he mustn’t of seen me because he turned and crash into me losing his towel in the process, jughead covers my eyes as Archie scrambles to re adjust his towel “(y/n) jughead what are you doing-”

i put my finger on his lips silencing him “let me talk please” i tell him, gaining the attention of everyone in the locker room.

i realise now why Jughead thought this was a bad idea

“look im sorry about today- your eye you losing the captain spot- you shouldn’t have gotten involved Archie it wasn’t your fight! you warned me and i didn’t listen and now your in trouble with your dad and the principal and you have a busted lip and a black eye all because of that freaking jerk!” i yell tearing up feeling stupid

“I know how much football meant to you, you need it to get into college to study your music and i completely ruined it for you because of a stupid stupid idea to prove a point!”

i run my fingers through my hair a few tears falling down my face, i wipe them as quickly as they fall Archie looks defeated not knowing what to say

“(y/n)-” he steps forward but stops as loud clapping fills the locker room

“what a speech” i growl facing Reggie

“oh go fuck yourself Reggie, haven’t you ruined enough lives today!” he smirks leaning against the locker his towel hanging low off his hips.

he reaches out to brush my hair behind my ear and Archie moves in front of me but i clasp my arm around his bicep “he isn’t worth it” i spit tugging Archie toward me.

“did i tell you how good you looked in that uniform” he licks his lips “that mini skirt, it’s like your begging for someone to kiss you, you look in desperate need let me help you princess”

he attempts to walk over to me but i extend my hand to his chest playing with him

“you know reg your right, i do really need a kiss” i tell him pulling my bottom lip with my teeth and fiddling with the bottom of my skirt fluttering my lashes.

i can see Archie adjusting his towel all the boys seem to be getting rather bothered by my act, Reggie steps forward reaching out to grab my waist but i spin grabbing the back of Archie’s neck and pulling him in for a kiss, jumping up to wrap my legs around his waist.

i deepen the kiss cheers from his team mates fill the air, i break away breathless kissing him once more before Archie sets me back down.

“much better” i sigh glances at a very frustrated Reggie “oh and reg you might wanna take a cold shower for junior” i tug at his towel leaving him completely naked before peeking Archie on the lips.

“see you outside”

he blushes scratching the back of his neck as he watches me walk out with jughead, i bite my lip swinging my hips feeling confident as i wait outside the locker room

“wow” jughead exclaims pacing back and fourth as the rest of our friends spot us and walk over to us, i roll my eyes at him grabbing his jacket to stop the pacing.

“hey” i greet the girls

“Pop’s?” Betty asks

we nod “yeah of course!”

“okay well lets go im sure archie can catch up” Veronica smiles grabbing my arm

“oh ill just wait for him we’ll meet you there!” they narrow their eyes jughead refusing to make eye contact not wanting to be interrogated.

“uh i haven’t spoken to him yet so i can do it on my way over before we met yous” they share glances with each other before nodding at my story.

“okay fine, jughead are you going to escort your ladies” he rolls his eyes pushing off the wall as the girls loop their arms with his and heading toward our favourite hang out.

the boys start exiting the locker room glancing at me as i wait fiddling with my hair and avoiding all eye contact. standing up to reggie wasn’t all that and but he whole makeout session could’ve been prevented but i was feeling epic.

“(y/n)? where are the others?” i glance up at the voice smiling at the red headed boy

i suddenly feel nervous my knees wobbling and my cheeks heating up at my name coming out of his mouth.

“uh they um- they are going to pops- i um told them that we’d yanno met them there” i finishes awkwardly glancing at my feet as I scuff them.

“that is if you want to go- if not i can just walk myself-” he smiles shaking his head at me “no no i wanna come” “good” i smile and with that we set off to Pop’s silence filling the air.

we reach the diner and i stop spoting our friends in the booth next to the window, Archie notices and stops turning to face me “you okay?” i nod

“im sorry about what happened before” i blurt worried that i misread Archie’s feelings toward me. nervousness washes over me and my smile slips from my lips.

“hey hey- no don’t be- it was amazing, your amazing” he finishes grabbing my hips and tugging me toward him.

“if im not mistaking is mr Archie Andrews finally making the first move?” i hint playful playing with his shirt, he laughs playfully placing his soft lips on me and closing the small gap between our bodies.

“you know Reg was right about the whole cheerleader outfit” i raise my eyebrows “hot as hell”

i kiss him back before lacing my hands with his and pulling him into the diner walking over to our friends sliding in next to Jughead as Archie takes the seat next to me siting closer then usual he drapes his arm across the back of the booth touching my shoulder soothingly.

“okay what the hell happened in the locker room?” Veronica asks sipping her milkshake.

“oh they had a huge make out session infringed of reggie it was intense should’ve been there” jughead spills earning a smack up side the head from Archie

“dude?”

i blush covering my face and leaning into Archie, i peer through my fingers and see the two girls staring intensely at m “what!” i complain giggling.

the group fall into a fit of laughter and i smile up at Archie as he tightens his grip around my waist making me feel safe.

this is where I belong.

my thoughts on OITNB s5
  • That video of Alex getting her arm broken went viral. Kubra thinks that she’s dead. Could he end up seeing that video and sending someone else after her? Or maybe he’ll just try to get her arrested for Aydin’s murder.
  • Even though Daya shot Humps, it was the stroke caused by the oxygen blown into his IV by Maureen that killed him. Will an autopsy be done to determine his cause of death and prove that Daya didn’t kill him. If an autopsy is done and the police question Maureen I’m guessing that she’ll lie. The only person that can discredit her is Suzanne and she’s not exactly a reliable witness.
  • I’m not sad that Piscatella died but I would’ve liked to see him live a little longer. I wanna know if Red showing him mercy would’ve changed his perception of prisoners.
  • VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED
  • Last we saw Piper’s mom she was not a fan of Piper being with Alex. Will we get an explanation as to what changed her mind? Or are we to believe that she’s done caring about what other people think and just wants her daughter to be happy?
  • I know it’s not likely but I hope Maria tells the governor’s assistant that Gloria also helped with the guards’ escape. And will she get anything for breaking out the guards?
  • I’m thrilled Nicky stayed sober this season but it was only 3 days.
  • Will we ever learn how much time Alex has left?
  • If you guys haven’t seen Dreamgirls, you need to. There is a movie that came out in 2006 with a phenomenal cast. There will be no White Effies.
  • VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED
  • The Blanca/Red friendship is something I never could’ve imagined happening in season 1. I love seeing characters that don’t normally interact come together.
  • What will Flaca and Maritza do without each other?!
  • I was loving Taystee all season until she turned down Fig’s offer. She let down all the woman, they ended up with nothing, and because negotiations fell through, CERT went in there and abused the inmates. Never mind the fact that someone might die.
  • Alex and Piper playing house all season was so cute and adorable and perfect. This is probably their best season. AND THEY GOT ENGAGED. They both better live because I need a Vauseman wedding.
  • Speaking of Vauseman, Alex saying Vauseman gave me life.
  • I hate Leanne and Angie as much as the next person, but them burning the files may end up being helpful to the inmates. It seems like common sense for Litchfield to have electronic copies of the files but a lot of things in Litchfield don’t make sense. I wouldn’t be surprised if there were no digital copies (it’s a long shot). And the inmates don’t have their IDs. That might cause a problem when they try to check who they have.
  • With the inmates presumably being sent off to separate prisons, will the show keep them separated and take place between multiple prisons, will the show get everyone back together, or will it just take place in one of the prisons and leave the inmates not in that prison behind?
  • I really wanna know what the point of Pennsatucky and Donut’s relationship is. It’s hard to watch her fall for her rapist. What is Jenji Kohan trying to accomplish here?
  • That Poussey scene was a spot of light in what ended up being a pretty dark season.
  • VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED
  • Michael J. Harney was credited as a series regular this season but Healy wasn’t in a single episode. What’s up with that? (not that I missed him)
  • Mystery solved! The weeping woman is always crying because her dog got blown up by her husband.
  • Kinda curious as to why Piscatella didn’t try to capture Lorna as well, kinda don’t care. I figure it’s because she was in too public a space.
  • I always thought Leanne and Angie were just stupid, annoying meth heads. Now we now that they’re rapists. Can oitnb find someone else to be their “comedic relief”?
  • And why does this show treat rape like it’s no big deal? Angie made a comment in passing about how she’s raped guys. She and Leanne raped the strip dancer guard. Donuts raped Pennsatucky. I think the fat guard talked about how he raped someone last season. What’s wrong with this show?
  • VAUSEMAN GOT ENGAGED (I’m just really happy that they got engaged, okay? I’m trash)

Alex asks the million dollar question at the end: was the riot worth it? The characters and the audience may not be able to answer that question now since we’re still waiting to see the full aftermath, but knowing what we know do you guys think it was worth it? They set out to change the conditions in the prison and got nothing. They set out to get justice for Poussey and got nothing. But they did humanize themselves to the public. Aleida giving interviews, Flaritza’s videos, and Alex’s viral video of her arm getting broken have put faces and names to people that the public never really thinks about. Maybe Piper’s right and change will happen one person at a time and those people will work to change the system. Maybe the public can elect officials that want to reform prisons. Maybe the public will refuse to purchase products made by prisoners.

Maybe the riot was worth it because the women of Litchfield forced the world to look at them and see them as people and not as commodities or unredeemable felons. Maybe it’s worth it in the long run but it doesn’t seem like there will be much take away in the short term.

Padfoot’s patronus

Sirius x reader

For the anon who wanted patronus fluff, hope you enjoy!

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“You’re late, (Y/N).” Mcgonagall commented, taking in my flushed cheeks and windblown hair as I arrived at the classroom door.

I blushed, shifting the strap of the bag on my shoulder. “Sorry Professor.”

She looked at me for a moment as if trying to work out why I looked so disgruntled before brushing away my apology, deciding it wasn’t worth her time. “It’s alright. Take a seat.”

I did as she said and made my way to the back of the classroom where the Marauders, Lily and Marlene sat. Lily frowned as she saw the blush on my cheeks; it wasn’t often I got embarrassed. “You alright?” she asked as I took a seat at the desk behind her, besides Sirius.

“Yeah. Just got stopped by Greenwood. He said my essay on the lunar cycle of Jupiter was ‘unsatisfactory’.”

They all groaned; everyone hated the new astronomy teacher, but for some reason he always appeared to have it out for me in particular.

“He’s just a greasy-haired git, (Y/N). I bet he’ll be gone soon- even old  McGonny can’t stand him.” James stated. “Besides, I bet your essay was better than all of ours.”

I rolled my eyes, but his comment had made me smile. “You know that’s not true James.”

“Well, barr Remus, maybe.” Peter replied with a grin. “He knows all about the lunar cycles.”

I could have throttled him, but settled with throwing him a death glare, seeing out of the corner of my eye that Sirius was doing the same. When the two of us had officially become a couple at the start of last year, he’d enlightened me to Remus’s ‘furry little problem’. Not that I hadn’t had my suspicions before- the boys were far more conspicuous than they thought they were.

McGonagall snapped at us to focus, and the others turned back around to face the front. She was taking over our DADA classes after the most recent teacher had taken a leave of absence- this one had only lasted two months, six months less than the teacher before that.

“James is right, you know.” Sirius muttered lowly, taking my hand under the desk. His breath brushed my ear and I felt my heart rate pick up, sending tingles down my spine. “He’s a right nob, that Greenwood.” His eyes didn’t leave my face; how was it he always knew when something had got to me?

“I know.” I replied with a sigh. “I just hate how he gets under my skin. I always end up feeling mad or stupid after a five minute conversation with him.”

Sirius squeezed my hand. “You are far from stupid.” he promised, before his face spread into a smirk. “Besides, plans are already being put in place to stop the prick’s reign of terror.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Sirius…”

“Shh, (Y/N)!” Mcgonagall snapped. I tore my eyes away from my conniving boyfriend and back to the front.

McGonagall trained her beady eyes on me. “As I was saying… today we will be practicing patronus charms. Now after all the fuss with Mrs Peter’s swift departure, I thought it was about time you got a practical lesson.” She looked deliberately at Sirius and James. “Don’t make me regret it.”

The two boys smirked. “Cross my heart, Professor.” James replied, gracing her with his boyish grin. “We’ll be on our best behaviour.”

“I should hope so.” Her expression was stern, but her eyes twinkled; everyone knew she had a soft spot for the troublemaking boys. “Now, stand up and move the tables to the sides of the room, and we shall begin.”


Twenty minutes later, we were well underway. James was the only one to have summoned a corporeal patronus, much to Lily’s irritation; on his fifth try, Prongs, (surprise, surprise), had exploded from the tip of his wand and galloped around the room, causing students to gasp at the beauty of the creature. James had simply smirked and patted the head of the stag, not in the least surprised by his patronus, whilst McGonagall congratulated him; to produce a patronus so quickly was remarkable for a sixth year student. Sirius, Remus and I had all produced wisps of smoke, but we were nowhere near James’s level, and Marlene and Lily were struggling to make anything appear.

“Patience, Lily.” McGonagall said, as the red-head angrily cursed herself after trying or the upteenth time. “A patronus requires patience. The more frustrated you get, the harder it will be to summon a clear, happy memory. James, don’t just loiter. Come and help Miss Evans.”

James flashed a grin from where he was perched on one of the tables, chatting to Marlene with his shirt untucked and his wand hanging loosely in his hand.  “Certainly, Professor.”

Lily glared at him. “Professor, I can assure you that having that doofus around will definitely not help my mood.”

McGonagall’s eyes twinkled. “You might be surprised, Lily.”

I glanced at Marlene, who was smirking, and bit back my own smile. You had to admire McGonagall- she knew exactly what she was doing.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around my waist, making me jump, and I turned in Sirius arms so I was facing him. “How’s it going, (Y/N)?”

“Alright.” I entwined my hands around his neck, breathing him in. In this close proximity, I could admire the laughter lines sprinkled around his deep grey eyes, the light stubble that dusted his jaw, and the softness of those lips. If I hadn’t been in the middle of the classroom, I might have kissed him. I wished I could.

“Mhmm.” he nuzzled into my neck and I curled into him, closing my eyes and listening to the beat of our heartbeats thumping against each other. I couldn’t put into words what I felt for this boy- but it was bigger than anything I’d ever felt before.

“PDA, guys, PDA.” A smiling Remus had his eyebrows raised accusatively as I swivelled around, pulling away from Sirius. My arms ached for his warmth already.

“Har-har, Remus.” I replied, rolling my eyes.

“Well I don’t see you casting your patronus, (Y/N).”

I grinned. “So you’ve cast yours then?” As soon as I said it, I regretted it.  An emotion flashed in Remus’s eyes, and then it was gone- hidden behind some wall. His patronus would be a wolf- a werewolf maybe. Of course he’d be terrified that someone would see.

“Remus, I’m sorry.” I muttered. “I didn’t think.”

“It’s okay.” he waved away my apology, but I still felt like I’d been punched in the gut. “I’m just gonna speak to Miss about the homework assignment.” He turned away and I groaned, spinning back around to face Sirius.

He lounged against one of the desks, watching me. “It doesn’t matter, (Y/N).”

“It does. I’m an idiot.”

“You’re not.” He pulled me towards him, tugging my gaze away from where Remus was talking with McGonagall. “And Remus doesn’t mind. He’s used to his condition after living with it for so many years.”

I looked into his eyes. “You really believe that?”

He sighed. “No. But he won’t mind, really. He adores you.”

I smiled. “Now you’re lying.”

“I’m not.” he grinned. “Who wouldn’t adore you?”

“You two make me sick.” commented Marlene, her nose wrinkled and her arms folded across her chest, but I could see the flicker of amusement in her eyes. “Now do some work, lovebirds.”


“I can’t do it.” I complained, twenty five minutes later. It was nearing the end of the lesson, and only I was yet to produce a patronus of some sort- most of the class, including Lily, had been able to produce some form incorporeal patronus, but I had nothing, I felt hot, bothered and frustrated at myself.

“Keep your back straighter and elongate your arm.” James said. He was looking pleased with himself- which probably had to do with the fact that he’d managed to talk to Lily for ten minutes without her biting his head off, and was actually able to help her produce an incorporeal patronus.

‘Expecto Patronum!” I called, but it was no use. Only a white puff came out my wand; was it possible I was getting worse?

“What are you thinking of?” asked Lily with a frown.

I blushed. “The first time I ate strawberry ice cream.” It had been summer of second year, and I’d never tried the stuff before. Heavenly.

“No wonder you’re not producing anything.” Remus commented, his eyebrows raised. “That’s not strong enough. You underestimate yourself”

“And you underestimate my love for strawberry ice cream.”

He grinned at that. “Come on, you can do it. Think of something really, truly happy.”

“Like me.” Peter piped up. “I’m happy.”

Marlene rolled her yes.”Not like Peter. Like… the first time you rode a broom.” She looked wistful.

“I hate quidditch.” I reminded her, tugging her from the daydream.

“Oh. Right.” She looked thoughtful for a moment before an idea struck and she grinned. I had reason to be suspicious of that look. “The first time you rode a boy?”

I blushed scarlet. “Marlene!”

She cackled, as Sirius snuck up on me again. “I can help with that.” he muttered, winking at me.

Still Scarlet, I rolled my eyes at him as he covered his hand over own, holding the wand. “Close your eyes”. he muttered.

“I can do it myself.” I grumbled, but did as he said, aware of his body pressed against mine, the smell of his musky scent in my nose. “Now take a deep breath.” He nudged closer to me, and my heart skipped a beat. “Remember that day by the black lake?” he whispered. “Where I dared you to go in and then swam out to save you when you nearly drowned?”

“I pretended to drown.” I reminded, him, smiling at the memory. “I wanted to get you back.”

“Remember how it felt when we were nose to nose in the water? You were soaking wet, your hair all plastered to your head and mascara running down your cheeks, but you’d never looked more beautiful to me.” He paused. “I think that was the day I fell in love with you.”

My eyes flew open to find him grinning. My throat felt dry. “You did? You are?”

“Of course I am.” he whispered back, keeping his hand on my extended wrist. “How could I not be?”

I swallowed. “Sirius…”

“Ssh. Don’t say anything.” He guided my hand out just a little bit further. “Close your eyes and just remember that day.”

I thought of it all- the water, the sun, the sight of him in front of me- all soaked hair and sparkling grey eyes, his hair dripping soppily. He’d looked so handsome. I thought of how I’d felt- laughing and splashing him in the water, and then the way he’d held me- as if I was the most precious thing in the world.

“Expecto Patronum.” I said gently.

And we both watched as Padfoot leaped from my wand and raced across the floor- an overexcited puppy waggling his tail. James and Peter stared open mouthed, whilst Remus smiled knowingly and Lily and Marlene admired what a nice patrous it was- not knowing just how much it meant.

I turned to Sirius, whose eyes were wide open with disbelief, happiness, and boundless, heart-felt love.

I laughed, filled with euphoria. “I guess this means I love you too.” I whispered, before pressing my lips to his, and melting into him.

Lets Dance Pt. 2

Now that you and Tom aren’t enemies, he has a different idea for your relationship…

(2,350 Words)

Warnings: language, smuttity-smut-smut

A/N: I PROMISED THIS SO LONG AGO BUT I’VE HAD SO MUCH SCHOOLWORK AND I PROBABLY SHOULD’VE DONE THAT INSTEAD OF WRITING THIS BUT FUCK IT

Part One

Originally posted by sensualkisses

The next day, ballet was uncomfortable to say the least. Tom was always stealing glances, licking his lips and smirking at me whenever he got the chance. Unfortunately, I wasn’t the only who noticed. Almost every silent interaction with him was followed by one of my friends putting an elbow in my side and giving me a ‘what the hell???’ look. I would simply shrug at them, unconvincingly telling them that I didn’t know what was going on either. Tom ruined my facade when he came up behind me after class, putting an arm around my waist and asking, “Same time tonight, love?” I could feel the heat in my cheeks rise from his hand on my waist and my friends’ eyes burning holes through me. 

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Don't Mess with What is Mine(Jerome Valeska x Chubby Shy Reader)

Originally posted by bonniebird

Prompt: The reader and Jerome go to the club so Jerome can do business with some guys, while you walk around alone a guy is flirty with you and says inappropriate things to you, which doesn’t make Jerome react nicely.

Warning: Murder, mention of sex, I think some cursing.

Note: I love this little ginger asshole and would feel like a very protective boyfriend especially if his girlfriend was shy.


It really was a surprise to many of your friends and family when they found out you were dating Jerome Valeska. It was also a very big surprise to the public when the headline came out “PSYCHO CRIMINAL JEROME VALESKA MANAGES TO STEAL THE HEART OF SHY MRS. Y/L/N” You didn’t really mind being called the psycho’s girlfriend since you knew deep down Jerome was good. Also to many they said that you managed to make the maniac go soft but that theory was discarded very fast after Jerome went on a killing spree. But he was very sweet to you. God he loved you so much. He knew how shy you could be sometimes so he would always act so sweet around you. He really didn’t want to scare you off so he tried to be the best boyfriend there ever was.

Then on one Saturday afternoon, Jerome asked you if you would like to join him in going to the club with him since he had to do some business with some guys. He knew the club wasn’t really your scene but he wanted to ask you just incase. What really surprised him was when you agreed to join him in going.

So now it was later that night and you arrived at the club. Jerome accompanied you inside. One minute you walked in there was a lot of noise and people, which really wasn’t your favorite, but you still put on a smile on your face. That was something Jerome loved about you how you could make any situation, negative or not, positive. So when you were inside the club Jerome lead you to the guys he needed to talk to.

“Well hello Jerome. Who’s this lovely lady with you today. She is way to beautiful for you.” One guy spoke. His comment made you blush a little which Jerome noticed, and didn’t appreciate.

“This is y/n. My girlfriend, note MY girlfriend.” Jerome spat back.

“Don’t worry I won’t be stealing your girl. Now let’s get to business.”

Before Jerome started talking with the guys whispered in your ear “Hey doll there a booth in the back of the club, why don’t you go and save it for us ok? Then when I’m done here I can go buy a couple drinks. Would you like that.” You nodded and headed over to the booth Jerome was talking about. You took a seat at one side of the booth and shortly after a guy sat beside you.

“Hey sweetcheeks what’s your name.”

“My name is y/n and if you don’t mind I was saving that seat for my boyfriend.”

“Well I don’t see his name on it. Anyway how about you forget about your little boyfriend and let a real man show you a good time. I know exactly how to make a woman moan.” He moved closer into your face and moved his hand up your thigh.

“No-o thank you-u. Ummm I have to use the restroom if you excuse me.”

“Ok sweetheart don’t be too long.” he said winking at you. You quickly went to go find Jerome. The guy was lucky Jerome wasn’t there when he was flirting with you he would have been dead in five seconds flat. You spotted Jerome over at the bar ordering both of you drinks. You walked up next to him so quietly he didn’t even noticed. So you pulled on his sleeve to gain his attention.

“Oh hey sweetcheeks is everything ok?” Jerome asked. You shook your head and moved to whisper in his ear “After I sat in the booth, this guy just sat next to me. He started to flirt with me and made me feel really uncomfortable. Can we just leave?” You could see Jerome expression turned into a little jealous but mostly anger how dare someone make his sweet little y/n uncomfortable, that guy was going to pay.

“Yes of course doll we can leave but I have to use the restroom. Wait here a minute will you?” You nodded. Instead of heading to the bathroom Jerome headed over to the guy. When Jerome reached the booth he sat across from the guy. The guy was about to speak until Jerome interrupted. “So you’re the guy flirting with my girl. Let me just say it pal I don’t really appreciate it, you know. Hearing some lousy drunk idiot making an attempt to steal my girl isn’t the way I wanted to spend the night.”

“Oh so your the minx’s little boyfriend. Don’t worry she wasn’t interested. Well I might have persuaded her to come home with me, show her what sex is with a real man not some freak show like you, but sadly you showed up.” This guy knew exactly how to bush Jerome’s buttons. “Obviously you have had sex with her,” the guy leaned into the table. “tell me some tips, what makes her scream, what’s her favorite position?”

“Alright you asshole, stop talking about my girlfriend like that, she’s mine and if you make one more comment, your dead.” Jerome pulled out a knife hiding it under the table so the guy couldn’t see it.

“Oh sure what are you going to do.” That was the last straw. Jerome walked out of his seat and came right in the guy’s face, the knife facing his neck.

“This should teach you not to mess with things that are mine.” That being said Jerome stabbed the neck right into the guy’s neck. Before anyone noticed the scene Jerome walked over to you. “Alright I’m ready to go.” he said and he intertwined his fingers with yours.

“Thanks.” you whispered into his ear, while pecking his cheek softly, making him blush a bit. As you moved your head away from his face, you flicked your eyes over to the booth in the corner so he knew what you were talking about.

“Anytime, doll. Now let’s go home.” After he said that you both headed home, hands intertwined.

Originally posted by thelllina

Writing about a Group

Anonymous asked: “I want to write about a large group of people, how do I do it? Any advice?”

Really the only concern that comes up in my mind is how many characters would be too many characters? There isn’t really an answer to that. 

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Friends Part 10 ( Final Part)

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1750

Thank you @amrita31199 you are the best this series couldn’t have been done without you.

credits to the gif owners

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You don’t know how much time you two spent kissing, the only thing you know is that you can feel the butterflies in your stomach and goosebumps on your skin. His metal hand is keeping you closer by your neck, making you shiver at the contact.

You don’t want this moment to ever end.

You rest your hands on his chest making sure that you aren’t touching any of the bruises on  his ribs, eventually you break the kiss needing to breathe “I love you, but it is late …you really should get upstairs eat something and get a good night of sleep.” He says worriedly caressing your face and kissing your forehead. You can feel that he doesn’t want to let you go at least not just yet and you feel the same way.

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Metanoia [Jimin]

{{ noun // the journey of changing one’s mind, heart, self or way of life }}

Things get interesting when the good girl falls for the bad boy.

Slight Angst, Mostly Fluff. Hogwarts AU. 5,268 words.

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There is a boy with casually tousled orange hair, glittering dark brown eyes that hold untold secrets, and plump, rosy lips that are more often than not curved into a smirk. He wears the standard Hogwarts uniform, but somehow he makes it look like it came straight off the runway with the loosened scarlet and gold striped silk tie, white untucked collared shirt with the top few buttons undone, and fitted black pants that do plenty of justice for his legs.

Park Jimin is, without a doubt, a living paradox; after all, how can someone so angelic looking be so sinful?

He’s a natural born heartbreaker with girls falling undeniably in love with him, even after they swore they never would. He’s a walking cliché: the bad boy who has countless rumors of how he beat up so and so last week or three days ago, who has a different girl for every day of the year, who every girl wants to be the one to change him– the one who would be his last. But, it’s simply all a game to him and any girl falling victim to his ways is just another pawn piece that’s so easily replaceable. And if you aren’t careful enough, you might be thrown onto his chessboard.

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Fish....or cut bait!

Been an interesting couple of weeks, hasn’t it?   I’ve been around, just a bit too busy to comment with football season right around the corner, I do have a day job after all.  Yet with folks acting the fool all over the place I do think it’s time for another PR lesson.

I don’t know who’s running the PR show at Outlander – I have an idea – but I do know one thing, they’re floundering and it’s not completely their fault.   Mr. Heughan told on himself the other day with his statement in that lovely little interview.

“Say yes to everything.”  

It’s a studio’s and agent’s dream.  It’s PR nightmare, but it can be managed if you’re smart about it…which I’m afraid the Starz PR team is not!  I have a theory about what’s going on with the Starz/Lionsgate/Sam/Cait mess so let me explain.

First off…. let me tell you what I’ve been doing -the Falcon’s first pre-season game is the 10th so I’ve been setting the talking points for all the upcoming interviews.  That’s right, even at a sports level the interviewers are told what they can and cannot talk to the players about.  What does that tell you?   It tells you that if an interviewer asked whether Sam or Cat were together it was because they were told too by Starz PR, pure and simple!   PR sets the narrative, so with that in mind, let’s look at what PR is trying to tell us.

PR wants us to know that Sam and Cait are “obviously” not together and to bring home that point they have Sam and Cait state emphatically in interviews that they aren’t together (pay no attention to their co-stars who have trouble keeping straight faces through all this) and they trot out the blonde in a couple of scenarios so staged her ex-boyfriend found it necessary to throw a little shade.

Now my mind immediately goes to the “why” of them setting this narrative.  Why do they want us to think Sam’s hooked up with a 28-year-old blonde that really does nothing for him but make me roll my eyes at his taste in women?  Could this narrative be simply because Sam’s in love?   Nah, don’t buy that for a second.  Sure, Sam posted a pic on Instagram, but did he tag MM?  Has he ever?  Did he call her by name?  Has he ever, once indicated he has a girlfriend or significant other while avowing he and Cait are just pals?  A Little tip here people, if you’re going to try to sell this gal to me as his amore, for the love of God get some body language tips from somebody!  And don’t use Hargrave, that’s who HiddleSwift used and they were about as believable as a tutu on a crocodile.  Oh, and my favorite part, we had those lovely posed pics but the one candid shot had Sam on one side of the helicopter and her on the other and we’re supposed to believe it was because of weight distribution….um okay.  Add to that mentions that his brother was originally supposed to accompany him on this outing and the fact that Sam and MM are both represented by the same agent doesn’t help sell the “love” to me either.  But seriously they could be dating, who knows…they just don’t sell it too well if they are!

Okay, rant over, back to my theory.    So why the push of this narrative?  Let’s look at what’s going on in Sam’s life now.

The new movie. Let’s not pretend for a second that Sam’s part in this movie isn’t due to the Starz/Lionsgate connection – I’m not that dumb – are you?   And I’m not so dumb that I don’t think Lionsgate doesn’t realize what star potential they have in the boy, but here’s the problem. Outlander, while having a worldwide MASSIVE fan base, has a fan base of women who are mostly over the age of 35. To make Sam the star they want him to be, he’s got to appeal to a younger audience (18-35) as well and with Jamie and Claire aging in the show…it’s a dilemma - at least to the middle-aged male idiots that run things.   They can’t change Outlander and have Jamie run off after some younger woman (and not risk getting tarred and feathered) so they change the personal.  They concentrate on the shallow – his looks and his physique.  They insist that Sam “obviously” couldn’t be with a beautiful, intelligent, successful, woman nearing forty (whether they actually are or not, they can’t even allow the perception).   No way! (It makes me wonder, is that what caused Cait’s attitude - not her ire at fans, but at the underlying reason for having to make the remarks in the first place?)

See, I think it’s a battle of wills between Lionsgate and Starz when it comes to PR, Lionsgate wanting to quash the Sam/Cait rumors so they can push the Sam agenda and try to appeal to the younger crowd.  NOT a good move in my opinion – especially when the movie is just filming – way too early for such a move.  

Starz had it right in the beginning, play off Sam/Caits’ natural chemistry.  Are Jamie and Clair such a timeless tale of romance that even your actors even fell under its power?  The problem now is fans – even though they say they don’t – relate the actors to the roles.  Sam pulling away from Outlander will be emotionally perceived as Jamie pulling away from Claire – and it will hurt them, it already has – why do you think we’re getting all these spoiler pics.  It’s like when you’re fishing, you put bait on your hook and if you don’t get any fish…you keep throwing out more bait.  Right now, Starz is throwing out bait.  The less fish they get…the bigger the bait.  Problem is, they haven’t figured out just what kind of bait they need yet.

Remember last time I told you silence was golden.   Well for actors and shows it’s the kiss of death…if you want Starz - this time Lionsgate as well -to change its bait, stop eating what you don’t like.  You don’t like seeing Sam/MM…please for the love of heaven quit putting those nasty comments on her Instagram, you may think you’re hurting her but all you’re doing is raising her Q-score.  IGNORE her, and if you want to send Sam a message about her, ignore him anytime she posts a picture insinuating she’s with him.  Shower the show with love, go quiet on Sam.   Shower Cait with love, pretend MM doesn’t exist.  And let me be clear when I say ignore, I mean be quiet, don’t say her name, don’t comment on her blog, don ‘t check her twitter or her instagram, behave like you did before we knew who she was!  When the show throws you bait you like, eat it loudly – ignore what you don’t like.  And trust me, all the social media numbers are checked on a daily basis, probably twice a day I would guess, morning and afternoon.     

What would I do, if I had the com so to speak?  (a little Star Trek reference in case you know who gets a hold of this blog). First off, a certain blonde would fade into the wood work.  Sam interacting with younger males in the workout and sports area would go farther in endearing him to younger women than dating a quasi-child.  I’d go with attendance at lots of football games in the company of 20-something males and females and an appearance at the World Series.  A sighting of Cait visiting Sam in Budapest – or wherever else he’s filming the movie…. maybe a picture that may or may not be her. Then . just before the Outlander premiere…. a fan picture, fuzzy but one you can just make out of the two of them in an embrace….NO more comments of their personal lives period and let people think what they will!

….and that’s why they pay me the big bucks.

Falling Deeper

Originally posted by 13reasonssource


Pairing: Justin Foley x Reader

Request: “Hiii LOVE UR BLOG SO FREAKING MUCH IT HURTS❤️❤️, i was wondering if you could write a justin x reader imagine, where the reader and Justin have been friends for a long time and everyone thinks they’re dating but they’re not. Like they would flirt, have inside jokes, feeling for each other(but won’t admit) and one day when Justin asks the reader to crash in her house cuz of Seth they confess their feelings and flufff”

Words: 2.000

A/N: OMG! This my first Justin imagine and I so loved this little nugget too. Thank you for your support and I hope that you like this one too. Thank you so much for your request and, if you want, please don’t hesitate to leave a feedback in my ask box.

- G. x

Warning: (Y/M/N) is Your Mother’s Name, talking of family issues, swearing.


“Am I seeing you tomorrow, Jus?” You confidently asked your best friend as you decided to go directly home after your classes. You were in the hallway, in front of your now-closed locker.

“Of course, pretty.” He winked at you and you let out a loud laugh. He was a great flirt and that was one of the characteristics you loved in Justin.

“Shut up, sweet talker!” You tried to cover the romantic excitement that flowed in your veins and he just hugged you as he knew that you loved it whenever he would compliment you.

“Take care, okay?” He reminded you as you nodded for several times to answer. You hugged him back.

“Just get together already!” Your friend Jessica exclaimed as she got through you and Justin along the hallway. She winked and you saw that Sherie agreed with her. They were surely making their way to the gym for the cheerleading practice.

“But they’re already together.” Zach shouted to the girls as he shut his locker and followed them.

“Idiots!” You shouted as you broke the hug between the two of you. “I’m going now, Mr. Foley.”

“Alright, Mrs. Foley.” You both laughed loudly. He started to call you in that way, because you both had to pretend that you were husband and wife the day before. Some maniacs were trying to hit on you and he came up with that idea, it sucked but you loved it.

“You should take care too, okay? Don’t break a bone during your basketball practice.” You reminded him after you left a quick kiss on his cheek.

“Yes, Mum!” He rolled his eyes and gave you a kiss on your temple. With that kiss, you felt protected and it felt that Justin was with you, even though he’s not walking you home that day.

“Go on or you’ll be late.” You smiled at him as you both went in separated ways.

“Text me as soon as you get home, okay?” He walked in backwards as he wanted to see if you were already walking away.

“Yes, sir!” You huffed as you wanted to stay with him a little longer, but you had projects to finish and coach Patrick never let people to enter the gym during his teams’ practices.

You slowly walked back home and Justin never left your thoughts. He stayed in your mind even when you were doing your homework.

You loved Justin, because who wouldn’t, and he made you happy every time. He could be considered as an asshole by some students, but you knew that he had a kind heart. He could be weak too, mostly when it came to his family, but you always knew how to cheer him up and how to mend his broken heart.

People has always thought that you were together, because you couldn’t be you without Justin and Justin couldn’t be him without you. You completed each other, even though you were just best friends. You flirted and sometimes people mistook your actions, but you never admitted your feelings to him. You were obviously shy to admit it, you thought that it was flustering because you didn’t know if he felt the same towards you, even though his friends said that the feeling was mutual.

“(Y/N)!” Your mum called as dinner was ready and you didn’t notice it as you were so focused on finishing your Communications’ project and thinking of Justin. “Dad’s not home before 10 pm and he told me to not wait for him.”

“I’m coming.” You shouted as you ran downstairs, stopping in front of the front door when you heard the bell ringing. “I’m opening it.”

“Sure!” Your mum shouted from the kitchen as you heard the glasses clinking while she was preparing the table.

“Justin!” You worriedly called his name as you opened your front door. You were happy to see him, of course, but not after seeing his dull gaze. “What happened?”

“Can I,” he started as you saw him angry and down at the same time. “is it all right if I crash here tonight?” He bit his lower lip as he looked at the ground. He was so shy to ask you some favours, although you’ve been best friends for a long time now.

“Of course, Jus!” You sadly smiled at him as you already hinted that something was wrong in his house. You let him enter the house and you closed the door behind you. “Have you already eaten?”

“Uhm,” He felt more relaxed and relieved that he finally found someone who could help him for the night, although you were really his first choice. “not really.”

“Then have dinner with us.” You smiled as him as you pulled his hand and headed to the kitchen.

“Good evening, (Y/M/N)!” Justin politely greeted and your mum flashed him a sweet and welcoming smile. You let his hand go as you took his blue sports bag off his shoulder.

“Good evening, Justin.” Your mother greeted. “Have you had your dinner yet?”

“He didn’t, Mum.” You answered for Justin as you knew that he was feeling a little bit uncomfortable. After all this time, he was still shy around your mother.

“Oh, eat with us!” Your mother panicked as she put an extra plate with a glass and the cutlery.

“Thank you.” Justin warmly smiled as he felt loved. You knew that he didn’t get much attention from his mother like how you did and he had serious problems at home, that was why you always tried to be there for him.

The three of you sat on your places and you shared a warm and delicious food together.

“Mum,” You seriously called her attention as you carefully chewed your food. “can Justin stay for the night?”

“Yes, of course! The guest room is always ready for him.” Your mother smiled sadly as she sensed that Justin had his family problems once again. It wasn’t the first time that Justin was crashing in your place and he has been welcomed by your parents with their arms widely opened.

“Thank you, really.” Justin was overwhelmed for the help that he was receiving and it made you love him even more because he knew how to appreciate the small things.

“Justin, you are always welcome in our family. Don’t hesitate to ask for help, okay?” Your mother reminded and Justin smiled while nodding in response.
After dinner, Justin helped you to clear the table and to wash the dishes.

“Jus,” You called him as you turned the faucet off and wiped your hands to dry them. “do you want to watch the stars?”

“Cheesy night ahead?” He winked at you and his gaze became bright once again. You knew that he felt better, but you still wanted to talk about it. He couldn’t keep his resentments to himself.

“Don’t you like it, Mr. Foley?” You hugged him from behind while he was drying the last plate.

“I do, Mrs. Foley.” He responded and you just let out some cute giggles. After some seconds, he put the last plate on its place and he wiped his hand using the towel.

You and Justin then headed to your house’s roof with two blankets and some chocolate bars. You used to do this when you were little and you would fall asleep on the roof while watching the stars with your parents.

Justin fixed one blanket on the flattened part of the roof and you both lied down on the blanket as you admired the starry sky.

“These stars are so bright.” You commented, being amazed at the protuberances that you were seeing.

“But those stars aren’t as bright as my life with you.” Justin sweetly said as he looked at you and you suddenly felt the heat in your cheeks.

“Aw, Justin!” You were flattered and you wouldn’t deny that. He knew how to make you smile and, in fact, he flashed you his warm smile when he saw you smiling.

“(Y/N), I am so happy to be with you right now.” He looked back at the sky and he sighed as he thought of his situation at home.

“And I am happy to have you here, Justin.” You smiled at him as you saw that he was focused at admiring the dark sky.

“And I thank you for that.” He seriously said, searching for your hand as a tear ran down his face. “Seth’s been stressing me since he came back to my mother. I was already happy that they broke up, but my mother kept on welcoming him home, although she knew that he would hurt me, although he hurts her too.”

“Jus, your mother has just loved somebody that couldn’t appreciate things. He’s an asshole, I know that, but it wasn’t your mother’s fault.” Justin intertwined his fingers with yours as you explained him how the things really were.

“I know, it’s just that I don’t feel that my mother cares about me anymore. I mean, she would stumble to serve that reckless ungrateful man as if she’s a maid.” Justin sighed as he worried of his mother. He cared for his mum and you couldn’t deny how great he was as a son.

“Justin,” you faced him and caressed his cheek with your free hand. “it’s not fair, but your mother is blinded by her love. Unluckily.” You sighed. “I am sure, though, that she cares about you. She’s just afraid to show it, because Seth hates you to death. She’s afraid of the consequences.”

“What a fucked-up situation.” He bit his lower lip as he shook his head, switching his gaze from the sky to your face.

“I know, but I am here for you Justin.” You caught each other’s glances and he smiled at you.

“Honestly?” You put on your questioning look and he looked at your lips and then he looked back at your eyes. “My world got better since you came into my life.”

“Aw, Justin.” You flashed him your flattered and touched smile. “You’re the sweetest.”

“It’s the truth and I would never lie to you.” Justin caressed your cheek as he tucked a strand of hair covering your face.

“Why is that?” You put your hand on his and you caressed it with your thumb. Your hand was small compared to his and you were amazed because it was so soft and smooth for a boy.

“Because I’m falling deeper in love with you.” He confessed his feelings and you felt the heat and the burning sensation in your face one more time. “I love you, (Y/N) and I don’t want to lose you.” He was brief, but he knew how to explain his hidden feelings.

“Justin, you are the sweetest person ever.” You bit your lower lip and he flashed you his sweetest smile, that smile that you loved the most in him. “And you would never believe it, but I love you too, for a while too.”

“Really?” His eyes grew wide as the words flushed in his mind.

“Really!” You gave him your confirmation and his smile grew bigger, just as big as yours, teeth confidently showing.

He leant in as he was about to close the gap between the two of you. He was really a gentleman, even though he seemed an asshole. “Can I?”

“Is that even a question to ask?” You winked at him and you leant in a little bit closer as you both laughed loudly.

You both moved forward and you closed the gap between the two of you. The cold breeze of air stung your skins and the stars shone up in the sky while you shared a long and sweet passionate kiss.

You waited for that moment to happen for a more than a century now and you couldn’t believe that it happened as you felt butterflies playing in your stomach.

You surely were happy and, like Justin, you were falling deeper in love with him too.


A false impression

Percival Graves met Theseus Scamander when he was already the Director of Magical Security at MACUSA. They worked together on a case to find and bring down Grindelwald and his followers. He and some of the Ministry’s workers decided to join forces to end the dark lord once and for all.

During the month they were in New York, Percival became very good friends with Theseus and learned a few things about him.

One of the most curious things was the fact that despite of being a famous war hero, people didn’t know much about Theseus Scamander. He was very reserved when it came to his private life and only talked about himself with a handful of people.

The only thing Percival knew about his family was that his parents had died long time ago.

He also learned that Theseus couldn’t stop himself from talking about Newt. He always talked about him.

The first time he did it was after the first week, they all had worked so hard they decided they needed a rest and went to a pub. Theseus had a glass with whiskey and was turning it around in his fingers, looking at it like it was his worst enemy.

“He’s probably in Africa by now,” he commented with a depressed expression on his face.

“Who?” Percival asked, although he didn’t know why he did it since it was clear Theseus had a little bit too much drink for one night and was starting to lose himself.

“Newt,” a smile returned to his features when the name came out of his mouth. Then he began to ramble about how Newt was the best thing that could have happened to him. He was proud of him and all the things he had managed to accomplish. The only thing that bothered him was the boy traveled too much to do his research and spent so many days away from home.

“You know what he did when I told him not to follow me to the war?”

“He followed you,” Percival chuckled, having the weird sensation that he would like Newt if he had the chance to meet him.

“He did!” Theseus nodded and frowned at the empty glass. “We used to have dragons in our regiment. They wanted to use them, but they​ have to cancel the program because the dragons attacked everyone but Newt.”

Theseus smiled fondly at the memory and leaned in the table. Percival found himself more interested in the story and in the wizard capable of taming dragons.

“I’m glad it got cancelled, you know?” He said, looking irritated. “Because it was very difficult for me to keep an eye on Newt. Those damned beasts didn’t let me near him!”

Percival knew the exact moment when the alcohol hit Theseus’ system completely when the auror rested his head over the table and started to sob and cry how much he missed his Newt.

At the end of the night, Percival (and one of Theseus’ subordinates) had to take him back to his hotel room.

Percival didn’t find out who Newt was until days later.

Drunk or not, Theseus did really enjoy talking about Newt. And because of that Percival learned a couple of things about him. He was a magizoologist and he was the best in what he did; he loved magical and non-magical creatures and he lacked​ of self preservation.

“He thinks all creatures are fluffy kittens,” Theseus told him and even though he wanted to sound angry, there was a clear spark of amusement dancing in his eyes.

He learned that Newt had a kleptomaniac creature that loved shiny things.

“That damned Niffler stole my ring!” Theseus huffed. “I tried to cast a spell to recover it, but Newt stopped me before I could do it. He said it’d scared the Niffler.”

“You should’ve insisted,” Percival commented, curious to see his friend’s reaction.

“No, Newt would’ve gone mad at me,” Theseus told him. “The last time he was mad he stopped talking to me for a week.”

His eyebrows quirked up in surprise. Percival couldn’t quite believe one of the most powerful aurors of Britain was afraid of another wizard giving him the silent treatment. But Newt was not any wizard, was he? He was different, special, at least to Theseus. Percival thought Newt was Theseus’ friend, but somehow that didn’t seem quite right.

He knew later that Newt had a case full of magical (and also quite illegal) creatures and Theseus let him get in and out of the Ministry, with the case in hand, whenever he wanted.

It seemed Newt had Theseus completely wrapped around his little finger.

Percival found that rather amusing.

He didn’t found out more about Newt until Theseus stormed into his office, with a letter in his hands and a huge smile on his face.

The auror turned the paper around to show him what it was and Percival got​ a glimpse of a elegant handwriting, but what he could see was the signature.

Newt Scamander, it said. Percival blinked in confusion and looked at Theseus who was already concentrated reading the letter.

“Newt Scamander?” He mumbled before he could stop himself.

“Yes, I told you he sent it to me,” Theseus said.

“No, I meant… He’s Scamander,” he tried again, feeling stupid saying it because of the way Theseus was looking at him.

“Of course his last name is Scamander!” Theseus rolled his eyes. “What’s going on with you today? Are you okay? Have you been drinking lately?”

“Not even a glass of wine,” Percival said​.

“Besides, why wouldn’t he be? I thought it was obvious. After all he’s my-”

But Richards entered​ the office without even knocking first, insisting it was urgent.

And it was. They had found Grindelwald’s base of operations and they needed to go as soon as possible.

The fight didn’t last long; they captured the majority of Grindelwald’s followers, the problem was the dark lord himself had managed to escape.

Disappointment fell over the whole group, but they managed to cheer up a little bit when they remembered it was just a couple of days more for them to return home.

And Theseus was happy, because he was going to see Newt again after a very long and exhausting month.

He was so excited he started to babble about Newt… again, only this time he was heard by a wizard at the pub they were in. And the man moved his chair closer.

“Are you talking about Newt Scamander?” He asked, genuinely curious. “I met him in France. He’s a sweet little thing, isn’t he?”

Theseus didn’t answer, his response was to press the glass in his hands harder than he should.

“He saved me from a wampus. I haven’t seen him since then,” the man sighed, sad. “I wonder if any of you could tell me where he is… I really want to see him again, maybe invite him some dinner and-”

Theseus leaned in and took the man’s arm in a grip Percival was sure it was painful. But his smile, it was the most terrifying thing he had seen.

“Listen, you… whoever you are I don’t care, Newt Scamander is off limits, do you understand? Because if I see you near him, you’ll miss the wampus he saved you from.”

Then the story about the ring came to Percival’s mind and an idea formed in his mind.

Of course, it was so obvious. Newt was Theseus’ husband.

Percival was really curious about their story together, but he was not the man that used to ask people questions about their private lives, he preferred to wait until said person is comfortable enough to tell their story.

Besides, there was no time left, because Theseus was going back to England.

***

They didn’t see each other after that, but they kept writing. And it wasn’t that Theseus life wasn’t interesting but the best part of his letters was when he wrote about Newt. Percival found himself smiling and grinning the most when he read something about the magizoologist.

Because it seemed Newt was as wild as the creatures he took care of.

More than once he laughed out loud while reading how Newt had found another dangerous creature and took it to the house, making Theseus almost have a heart attack.

After a few of those letters, Percival not only wrote about the problems in MACUSA, he also added a few questions about Newt. But they were just innocent questions. Where was Newt at the moment? What kind of creature was he studying the most? He asked and stopped himself from adding things like What color are his eyes? How does his voice sound like?

Mercy Lewis seemed to have heard his prayers because the next letter came with a photograph. Theseus wanted to prove Percival Newt kept taking beasts into their house. But Percival didn’t pay much attention to the little occamy in the wizard’s hands, because the wizard himself was way more interesting than the creature.

Newt was breathtaking. He had the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. And his eyes were shining with joy as he looked at the occamy and caressed it with his fingers. Then he turned his head to the camera and he could see lovely freckles all over his cheeks. His curls fell over his forehead and his eyes looked away from the camera in an gesture of adorable shyness.

Percival kept the picture, of course he did. After all Theseus gave it to him, didn’t he? There wasn’t anything wrong about that. The problem started days later when Percival brought home a beautiful frame for the photograph and left it in his bedroom where he could see it perfectly before falling asleep.

He didn’t have time to think about it, because Grindelwald attacked him.

***

It took Percival a long time to be back to himself after being rescued. Newt’s photograph (that thanks Mercy Lewis Grindelwald didn’t destroy) and Theseus’ letters with news of Newt helped a lot.

To say that he was impressed was a underestimation, he was more than that when auror Goldstein told him it was Newt who noticed the Graves that sentenced them to death wasn’t the real one. He not only felt impressed, he felt relieved to know Newt didn’t believe he’d do something like that to him. He’d never hurt Newt.

Even though he hadn’t actually met him.

But he did, he met him two years after his rescue. Newt had returned New York to visit auror Goldstein and her sister and he also brought copies of his book with him. Percival already knew about that, Theseus sent him a long letter about how proud he was of Newt and how much he wanted the whole world to notice the other wizard’s talents.

But even though the information and the picture, Percival was not prepared. Seeing that kind and warm smile spreading slowly over those freckled features was completely different from seeing it on a photograph. Newt’s presence was like a ray of sunshine, he was full of energy, an energy that was difficult to follow, but Percival did it anyway.

He ignored the inner voice that warned him about getting too close, he knew what was going to happen, what was already happening and did nothing to stop it. He gave Newt all the permits he needed, he started to have lunch with him in the cafeteria and adapted his own office to make it a place more comfortable for the magizoologist, so he didn’t have to leave.

He knew, but ignored. Percival let himself fall little by little. He asked the other wizard to be on first name basis because he couldn’t stand calling him Mr Scamander anymore. He felt guilty for putting in the president’s head Newt would be very valuable for MACUSA, but he felt worse when Newt accepted, because part of him was overwhelmed with happiness.

He was also curious and hopeful. Why did Newt accept a job so far from Theseus? Was there something wrong? What was happening between the two?

But he didn’t ask, it was not his place.

He met the Niffler when the thing stole his pocket watch. And when he found out he didn’t care, that he liked the way Newt’s cheeks flushed or the sensation of his skin when their fingers touch as Newt returned him the watch, he knew there was no coming back from that.

It got worse at MACUSA’s dance. All years there was a celebration for the anniversary of MACUSA. All workers were invited. Percival had to go because he was the Director of Magical Security and because Picquery basically ordered him to go.

Newt, on the other hand, wasn’t a people’s person and Percival knew he’d prefer to be taking care of his creatures, but he also knew Miss Goldstein was his friend and she could be really persuasive sometimes.

So Percival Graves spent the night trying not to stare at Newt, but it was unfair, because he was wearing a really good suit and he looked stunning with it.

The problem was that he wasn’t the only one who noticed, therefore it didn’t took long for Newt to be surrounded by wizards and witches who wanted to dance with him.

Percival walked towards him, reminding himself he had promised Theseus to take care of him. He also conveniently ignored the voice that called him hypocrite, the same voice that was telling him he was doing that just because he was jealous.

“May I have this dance?” He asked. He hadn’t recalled being that flustered since he was twelve. It was almost ridiculous. And it was even more ridiculous when all his​ worries fade away when Newt smiled at him and took his hand.

“Thanks for getting me​ out of there,” Newt said. “It’s not that I don’t like them. They seem good people, but I’m not used to be around so many people.”

“You’re welcome,” Percival smirked and forgot about everything else. He took Newt by his slender waist and pulled him close.

“I feel comfortable around you,” he said and Percival felt warm inside.

He leaned in, pressing their foreheads together, he stayed like that because Newt didn’t push him away.

He looked into those hazel eyes and wondered what would have happened if he had met Newt before Theseus did. Maybe he was losing it, but he felt like Newt and him fit together.

But it couldn’t be. It could never be.

***

Percival knew it was going to happen sooner or later, but honestly he wanted more time.

Theseus had arrived at MACUSA and knowing him he was going to convince Newt to leave with him.

But Percival refused to let Newt go without telling him everything.

He wasn’t so lucky because before he could move, Theseus stormed into his office. He was angry, which didn’t surprise him.

“Why didn’t you tell me Newt was officially working for MACUSA?” He demanded.

“I thought he had told you,” Percival’s lie sounded weak even to his ears.

“He didn’t.”

“Maybe he had a reason to do that,” he blurted out.

“Where’s he?” Theseus asked, ignoring him.

“I don’t know.” Another lie, he knew Newt so well by then he was sure he was sitting on the couch at Tina’s office at the moment.

He sighed and looked at Theseus, he deserved to know too.

“I’m in love with him,” he said before he regretted it.

“What?”

“I’ve fallen in love with Newt,” Percival breathed and didn’t flinch when Theseus growled. He was pissed, of course he was.

“You utter cock! I trusted you!” He snarled. “But if you think just because you’re my friend I’m gonna let you put your dirty hands on my baby brother you’re terribly mistaken!”

Percival blinked a few times before he could process what Theseus had said.

“Newt’s your brother?”

That just seemed to irritate Theseus even more.

“Of course he is! But you know that already, Graves!”

“I didn’t,” he admitted. “I thought he was your husband.”

“What?” The words catch Theseus off guard. But when he realised, he bursted into laughter.

Percival didn’t care he was laughing at him. He felt relieved.

“Just to make one thing clear, no matter how funny I find this, that doesn’t mean I approve your- hey!”

Percival left Theseus and apparated outside Tina’s office. He walked in like the desperate man he was and sat next to his magizoologist.

Marry me he wanted to say, but bit his lip before saying it. He had waited so long he wasn’t going to ruin it.

“Do you want to have dinner with me?” Percival asked feeling his heart on his throat.

“Of course,” Newt responded too quickly. He looked quite calm for someone that got flustered for almost anything.

Auror Goldstein cleared her throat and make a motion with her hand, like she wanted him to add something more.

Then he understood.

“Like a date,” he added.

“Oh… Oh!” Newt blushed prettily. “I mean… yes, I’ll have dinner with you.”

Percival couldn’t help himself and kissed Newt’s hand and the wizard’s face turned into a deeper shade of red.

“What are you doing, Graves? Hands off!” Theseus entered the room.

Percival saw auror Goldstein sigh.

“So you thought he was married and you still were planning how to woo him?”

“Don’t mind him, he’s being overdramatic,” Newt told him, then his brother’s words hit him. “You thought I was married? With whom?”

“It’s a long story.”

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It’s A Hate-Hate Thing {Lim Changkyun} ~Happy One Month!!~

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Pairing: Changkyun x Reader

Word Count: 5.2k

Warning: smut, rough sex, 

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