Disclaimer: I have no rights to the Princess Bride, or J.R.R.Tolkien or Peter Jackson’s work.
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Dark was the night. Silent and eerily empty as the dwarves all sat side by side, staring out into the forest or sharpening their weapons.
Not the soft crunch of a falling leaf nor the whistle of wind was heard in the encompassing and never ending emptiness surrounding you. The silence seemed to last for hours before it was broken by a sudden voice. A strong vibrant tone belonging to that of Bofur as he asked; “Lass, could you tell us another one of your stories?” Immediately, excited murmurs of agreement sprung through the air and you felt a tender smile stretch across your lips.
Sirius buying a Dog Whistle to annoy Remus during classes.
Of course, nobody but Remus can hear the high pitched whistle so for a while it is very amusing for the rest of the Marauders.
Every now and then Sirius would blow on it without warning as hard as he could, usually causing Remus to jump in surprise.
Sometimes he would just whistle the tune of whatever song was stuck in his head.
Other times he would draw out a long and continuous note until Remus turned around and flipped him off.
It becomes a running joke for a few days, and Remus goes along with it. Waiting for the day they use it in front of McGonagall.
Transfiguration comes and Remus can’t hide his laughter when their Professor claps her hands over her ears and shoots Sirius a look that makes the whistle fall out of his mouth and clatter to the floor.
love me/the 1975 ||sofa song/the kooks ||a new england/billy bragg || kids/childish gambino ||still take you home/arctic monkeys || bad blood/bastille ||there’s always someone cooler than you/ben folds ||no. 1 party anthem/arctic monkeys || the lazy song/bruno mars ||naïve/the kooks || all over/cruisr || inbetween days/the cure || unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed/david bowie || shores of california/dresden dolls || everyday i write the book/elvis costello and the attractions || young volcanoes/fall out boy || whistle for the choir/the fratellis || at least i’m not as sad (as i used to be)/fun. || cassy o’/george ezra || someone new/hozier ||community college/jan dulay ||blame game/kanye west feat. john legend || i like you better when you’re not around/kate miller-heidki ||i don’t care/fall out boy || sister/kate nash ||sexotheque/la roux || ribs/lorde ||sex yeah/marina and the diamonds || i’m not okay (i promise)/my chemical romance || dear god please help me/morrissey || don’t you want to share the guilt/kate nash || walk of shame/p!nk ||the love club/lorde ||campus/vampire weekend ||are you satisfied?/marina and the diamonds ||are you fucking kidding me?/kate miller-heidki ||we hate it when our friends come successful/morrissey ||i think ur a contra/vampire weekend ||heaven knows i’m miserable now/the smiths || sex/the 1975
Note: The idea of this imagine popped up in my head today during maths so I eventually had to write it as soon as possible :D As always I hope you like it!
you had one wish, what would you wish for? Well, someone once asked me this
exact question and I answered: “I want to be invisible.” You may laugh now, I
did to. “That’s just ridiculous.” “You’re kidding, right?” “That’s impossible.”
No, it’s not. You still don’t believe me? Let me tell you a story.
Only girl in the Glade = embarrassing situations
non-stop. Only girl among 30 hormonal boys = even more embarrassing situations.
Like inadvertently boob touches, caught stares and wolf whistles while falling
over. I really would like to forget the memory of the last one. Minho won’t
stop teasing me about it. It was an accident! The stone appeared out of
nowhere. But anyways, back to topic.
If you had one wish, what would you wish for?
Seemed like the creators wanted to do something nice for me, so they
sent me this message. I allowed myself a little fun and scribbled “I want to be
invisible” as a response.
A few days after I had pulled my ‘awesome’ joke, the
box came up again. The boys were startled as Newt handed me a hand-sized
packet. “For you.”
I couldn’t believe my eyes as I wrapped the bracelet around
my left wrist. It was absolutely beautiful and absolutely normal and boring. Nothing
“What nonsense!” I mumbled as I looked at myself in the
mirror. “It doesn’t work.” At least that’s what I thought.
And that’s the part
where the fun began.
“Hey, Alby!” Waving wildly I tried to gain his
“Alby!” This time he turned around to search for the
source of the voice. I waved again but his eyes skipped me. Understandable.
wore my magical bracelet. I was invisible. I was what I always wanted to be, at
least for a few hours.
“Alby! Could you help me please?” Fooling other Gladers
was probably one of my most enjoyable actions. “Alby, please!”
furrowed eyebrows caused me to chuckle. “Where the shuck are you?” “I’m right
here!” I answered, breathing heavily because of holding back my laughter.
can’t see you.” “Open your damn eyes and hurry up!”
“Quit playing games. I can’t
see you, slinthead.” His head turned in every direction to make sure he didn’t
miss me somewhere.
With a brief movement I wriggled off my bracelet and stored
it away in my pocket. “As I already said, I’m right here.” “No, you…” Now I
couldn’t hold back my laughers anymore. His expression was absolutely priceless.
“What the shuck? How…?” I reached my goal. Alby, the one and only leader of the
Glade, was speechless. “It’s magic.”
Of course the runners weren’t safe from me either.
sun set and I planted myself next to the two big maze doors. Thomas and Minho
should round the corner any minute and as punctual as they were, they arrived
at the entrance just a few seconds later. Minho ran ahead.
I was kind of
nervous. One wrong move and my plan would fail. The doors began to rumble and
the two runners accelerated their speed. Three.
Grinning I stretched out my
invisible leg. Two.
“Come on, Min,” I thought excitedly. One.
With a rather
feminine than masculine scream he crashed down to the ground.
Thomas behind him
stopped immediately and bowed down to inspect his friend. “You alright, man?” “Yeah.
Watch out next time, shuck-face.” “But I didn’t do…”
The dark haired boy picked
himself up and turned around to race over to the map-room. “Alright. Sure. I’m
following you,” Thomas grumbled clearly annoyed as he followed his friend.
next day started wonderfully…
After a delicious breakfast
made by Frypan I decided to pull some pranks on Newt like hiding his shovel and
his knife or throw some tomatoes at him. It didn’t take me long to make him
“Zart I swear, throw one more thing at me and you’ll pay for it!” He
screamed and stomped with his foot which looked pretty cute.
“I didn’t even do
anything, shank,” the addressed replied obviously confused.
“Yes you did. In the
last ten minutes you threw at least five tomatoes at me.”
That was the moment I
decided to clear off and waste my time somewhere else. For example next to the
builders. Until now Gally was the only one who wasn’t allowed yet to enjoy the
power of my bracelet.
“Hey, Gal,” I casually greeted him. He winced and turned
his head. “Hi?”
“How’s work going?” My fingers travelled down his arm. Underneath
them I could feel his muscles tense. His green eyes darted back and forth. He
got pretty nervous.
“You look really good in that shirt but you would look way
better without it,” I murmured and got on my tiptoes to be able to reach his ear.
Shivers went down his spine and he shook his head. “Now I can already hear her
voice. Ben’s right. I’m in too deep.”
“Oh, you like me?”
He squeezed his eyes
shut. “No, go away stupid voice.”
“Well, I like you too.” To cap it all I briefly
brushed his lips before turning around and disappearing in the direction of the
ended horribly. Kind
I must have fallen asleep
because as I opened my eyes and turned my dizzy head to look out of the window
I couldn’t spot the sun. But I also couldn’t spot my bracelet. Slightly
panicking I searched under my pillow, on the floor, under my bed, under the bed
side table. It was gone.
“Oh shuck,” I cursed under my breath and jumped up to
leave my room. Outside it had cooled down considerably.
Shortly after I
shivered, warm hands sneaked around my shoulders and pulled me close to a broad
chest. I froze. “Who’s this?” As expected nobody answered.
I unsnapped and ran
over the slightly wet grass to Frypan’s kitchen. It was empty. “Hello? Fry?” Suddenly
I heard shuffling noises behind the counter. “I know you’re here.”
appeared out of nowhere and hit my chest.
“Ahh!” Screaming, I wanted to flee
over to the closed maze doors but I somehow tripped and unceremoniously said
hello to the ground. What the shuck was happening?
About six metres away from
my destination, two arms grabbed each side of my body and lifted me up. “No!
Take your filthy paws off of me!” I shouted while struggling to get my freedom
Warm breath hit my cheek. “Payback, shank. You won’t get away that easily.”
“I didn’t do anything.” “You messed with my feelings.”
“What? Wait… Gally?” As
if I had cracked an imaginary code, I was set back onto my feet. “God, you
scared me to death.”
“Like you scared me a few hours ago?” It was quite awkward
to hear him talk but to not be able to see him.
“Could you please take off my
bracelet? I want to see you when we’re having this kind of conversation.” Twenty
seconds later he appeared in front of me. “And could you please give it back?”
Impatiently I held out my hand.
“No, I think I might keep it a few days,”
grinning evilly he put it into his pocket. “You deserve it. I mean, what were
you thinking as you crept around me like a wisp of wind?”
“Oh, did I distract
you from work? That wasn’t my intention.”
“You’re a dirty liar, (Y/N).” “A liar
and a cheater,” I whispered and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“What…” He was
cut of my by the sudden encounter of our lips. Of course I had some ulterior
motives. Getting my bracelet back was the one and seeing him getting weak under
my touch was the other.
I reached out to grab the front of his shirt in a demanding
manner with my left hand. Meanwhile my right slid down his stomach. His grip
Just a couple more centimetres. I could already feel it. My hand squirmed
into his pocket. My fingers closed themselves around my bracelet. As soon as I
surely got it I pulled back.
“Thanks,” I breathed completely out of breath. He
was only able to nod. “Uhm, okay then. See you tomorrow?” He repeated his
movements. “Good night, Gal.”
“Hey! Wait!” At last he seemed to awake from his
“Yes?” I stopped to turn around.
“I can’t believe it! That was just
“No, I enjoyed it pretty much, but remember Gally? A liar and a
Confession:Daryl carries me in his arms and I can feel his breath on my skin. Finally we’re sitting under a tree, his strong arms wrapped around me holding me tight and while I’m falling asleep he whistles ‘Never leave me,okay?’ and he kisses my forehead.
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I’m fasting from your body, building an altar between your legs too holy to touch, even as I whisper Ave Maria against your lips: my breath becomes hymns, becomes goosebumps that travel like wise men down your thighs.
Your bottom lip bursts will holy wine, and I am drunk on your spirit. I learn to read for the first time by stitching gold-threaded scripture up your thighs; your body teaches me creation. In the beginning, was Adam, was Eve, was time melting between your fingers like gold, was you with your feet in the water, watching empires fall, whistling at God: Your eyes swallow a speckled universe. Your belly heats the sun, your fingers spread the clouds. Beginning and ending, you are good.
You arch your back like a steeple to let me in, but I, I am fasting. I am fasting to revere you. Your fingers twist my hair. The sun settles on your cheekbones like light on an altar, and you let me tremble above your pages. Your teeth touch my lip just enough for me to sing, Ave Maria. Ave Maria. Holy is your name.