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Accidentally Exposed - Josh Dun Smut

A/N: Thank’s for 500, here’s a long ass Josh Dun smut to celebrate.

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Pairing: Josh Dun x Reader

Type: Smutty smut

Word Count: 4.6k

Warnings: Blood, nudes, sex, the fun stuff

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Originally posted by jcsephsdun

“I understand,” you say through gritted teeth. “Thank you for the consideration.” 

You push the end button and throw your phone onto the carpet of your apartment frustratedly, wanting to scream but also crawl under the covers and cry your eyes out.

You were a newly graduated student from a photography college and had big dreams to have your own photography company, but that wasn’t going so well to say the least. Right out of college, you moved straight to the heart of California, hoping to land as much as an internship with a company. Your resume was online and on many websites, but you barely got offered jobs, to which you weren’t even interested in. And when you applied to companies, you were rejected. Since you had to pay the bills, you had landed a job as a bartender, earning less than minimum wage to pay for your rent. You were past the state of angry and sad. You were loosing hope and money at rapid pace. 

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Close as Strangers

Close as Strangers: Chapter One

You were happy it was your last year of school. That was until you had to start tutoring your old best friend, Jeon Jungkook. Otherwise known as “Mr. Popular.” 

Word count: 5.6k

Genre: High School au, angst

This was my 5sos story I started on Wattpad but I wanted to do a BTS version.

{Playlist} Parts: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven |eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve


It was August 20th, the first day of senior year. You were pretty excited, you honestly felt this was going to be a great year. You guess you were also happy this was the last year of high school. You got up and turned off your alarm. Your phone read, 7:15. You’d only lived a couple of  minutes away from school, so you could afford to sleep in a little more.

You got up and grabbed your uniform out of your closet. Yet another reason to be excited about this school year, you only had to wear this god awful thing one more year. You got dressed and went to the bathroom, going through your morning routine. Once you were done and ready you grabbed your backpack and headed downstairs. You went into the kitchen and saw your mom and dad eating breakfast.

Your dad looked up from the paper, “Y/N, look at you. You’re up before noon, how does that feel,” his smile was contagious.

“Forced,” You smiled.  

He laughed and went back to his paper. “Y/N,” your mom spoke.

“Yes ma'am?”

She walked over to the table handing you two paper sacks. “Your and Yoongi’s lunch for today.”

You smiled and looked up at her, “Thanks Mom.”

“Sure,” she spoke as she sat down at the table. You’d started to eat some toast that was on the table when Yoogi rushed in.

“Sorry I’m late,” Yoongi shouted from the hallway as he came into the kitchen.

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Safety in Numbers - Mitch Rapp

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Pairing: Mitch Rapp/Reader

Word Count: 6,746

Warnings: 18+, NSFW,  Dirty Talking, Oral (Female receiving), Cowgirl, mentions of being hurt, Protective Mitch

Notes: THIS IS A BELATED BIRTHDAY FIC FOR MY BABE @stilinski-stydia-obrien. She wanted some protective, fluffy smut Mitch. So here you go Shannon. I love you to pieces and I hope you enjoy this. It’s literally the soft, mushy side of Mitch you don’t see that often. 

“No.”

“What the hell do you mean no?”

“I mean no. Do you want to hear it in Arabic? لا (la). How about German? Nein. Oh, how about the newest language we learned together? Portugese! Não. Do you get it now? No means no.”

“Why the hell not, Mitch?”

“Because I said so.”

In case you are wondering, this would be Mitch Rapp. Also known as your partner in crime. Also known as a complete dick bag at the moment.

“I hate you.”

“Love you too, sweetheart.”

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A-Z NSFW: Wonwoo

Originally posted by i-wonwoo

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A = Aftercare 

Wonwoo’s not the most gentle of lovers, so aftercare is incredibly important to make sure you’re not hurt afterwards. He makes you stay still while he runs to get a warm rag to wipe you both down, and massage your muscles to ensure you’re not sore the next day, tender kisses and sweet nothings are exchanged. He’s careful to make sure you’re okay and comfortable after sex.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

Without going the sappy route, Wonwoo loves your hips. He’s quite dominant in bed, and what better than to hold on to your hips, and be in complete control of how you grind against his thigh, or pin you to the bed while he pounds you into the mattress? Going along that lines, without just being like m y d i c c, he’d go with his hands. They’re pretty large, seeing how easy his hands are at keeping your hands pinned above your head, or clutching your hips and controlling the speed he allows you to ride him in, that alone feeds into his dominant side.

C = Cum 

Wonwoo isn’t one to care about the mess, if he’s cumming, any thought concerning that is out the window. He’s not insanely messy, just careless with it, he’s somehow turned it into a game to try and cum on your chest but that doesn’t exactly work well when he’s already shooting…kinda gets everywhere. Sheets definitely need stripped after sex with Wonwoo, he’s not a good shot.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 

Sensory deprivation is something he deeply wants to play with, he already is pretty fond of blindfolds, but using that to it’s full potential isn’t something hes toyed with yet. Wonwoo really wants to play it out completely, have you wear ear plugs and blindfolded, completely unaware of what he’s going to do to you. Completely at the mercy of him and your body’s response to his fingers, toys, and feather teasers. 

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Wonwoo might as well have read a ‘how to fuck’ book with how much he knows about sex, he’s very knowledgeable about it. I feel like he’s done something at some point, but not enough to have a concrete feel on what to do. But, he does know what he’s up to. He’ll need a few times to be accustom to your body, but once he’s got the system cracked, he’s completely prepared to wreck you. 


F = Favorite position
It’s 2:20 am as I write this and I’m just sitting here laughing at sex position names….the wraparound…lmao….anyways, with Wonwoo, it might take a bit of stretching(but it’s okay, he got you with that good af aftercare boo) but he favors you laying back and letting him prop your legs up on his shoulders, and just pound away. Your legs on him, gives him somewhat more control over you, he can easily turn you into another position, and with your legs out of the way, he can just really get it up in there.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Although Wonwoo does fall in to this sort of dominant character in the bedroom, it’s not overbearing and suffocating. Sometimes seeing a dick is just funny as fuck, and it’s never weird for either of you to just burst out laughing. I mean, if you can’t laugh with someone who’s two seconds away from putting a dick in you, they’re not the right person, life lessons right there. It’s more serious with Wonwoo, but not to a point that’s it’s not fun or lighthearted. 

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
I don’t see Wonwoo being concerned with being completely bare, I think he’s one of those guys that wants a bit of hair to just ‘feel like a man’ or whatever, but he does keep it clean. Trim it up a bit, manscape a little. I don’t think he keeps up with it all the time tho, I mean honestly..who shaves every day? Be honest. So at times it is a bit more out of control as compared to other days. 


I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Sex is very intense with Wonwoo, but he somehow manages to work in love rather than lust. He’s very much into body worship, and making it known that although you might be tied down and at his mercy, you’re his equal and he loves you and this isn’t just sex. It’s not really romantic? But he makes his feelings obvious. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

Wonwoo typically has his hormones under control, but it’s kind of hard to deal with a boner when there isn’t time to just…wait around for it to go down or take a shower or something, so he’s quick and sneaky about getting it done. Locked away, he takes care of business, but he’s that annoying bf that always calls or texts you like ‘im hard…help’. Phone sex is pretty frequent, if you can’t be there to physically deal with it with him, he’s got to have you help vocally. 

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Wonwoo’s dominant, but not in the bdsm sense, there’s no master or sir to it, he just takes control most of the time. He’s very big on laying you out, and worshiping your body from head to toe. Teasing and overstimulation is a huge kink of Wonwoo’s, making you cum over multiple times is a must with him, or he’s not leaving the bed until you do.


L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

[See Risk] Wonwoo doesn’t stray from the bedroom, he’s very private with you. Even PDA is almost nonexistent with Wonwoo, so taking sex outside the bed isn’t likely with him. He does utilize the bedroom though, using the bed, desk, bending you over against a wall, he keeps it interesting but it doesn’t leave the safety of his room.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Wonwoo isn’t easy to turn on. Just a sly kiss or brushing your hand over his crotch isn’t enough to make him pop a boner, he’s very controlled. Sex and getting turned on is a very slow build. He teases, foreplay is extensive, etc. It’s a build. Same with turning him on; heavy making out and some intense dry humping is his biggest turn on and the quickest way to get him aroused. 

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Public/Exibitionism isn’t flying with Wonwoo, at all. Nearly anything goes in the bedroom, but take him out his private element, and you can’t turn him on, it’s like he’s got an off switch. While he’s dominant-ish, he’s not into titles, roleplaying with sir, master, etc aren’t his type, he doesn’t get into the title and power play sex kind of thing. 

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
A master of foreplay and teasing, oral is very positive in his book. Having your hands clutching his, and wiggling in pleasure while he’s busy between your thighs. Wonwoo’s got it down to a T, if someone was to get an award for their tongue, it’d be him. He doesn’t stop until you’ve cum on his tongue. He loves oral, it’s really more just body worship in his mind. Having you unravel on his tongue, you making him quiver from your mouth, oral is a must need during sex with him, it’s a part of the ‘process’.


P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Wonwoo’s pace is pretty fast and hard, he’s not very rough? His thrusts aren’t going to hurt, but they’re very precise and determined to make you cum around his cock. He’s powerful, but he’s not going to cause you pain or anything.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Quickies aren’t a favorable form of sex with Wonwoo, he’s a slow build, without a shit ton of foreplay, he doesn’t cum fast. So quickies, as well as just not liking them, don’t exactly work? Quickies have happened a few times, but on those he’s been turned on all day and just ready to bust, but on the normal day, he just doesn’t want them.


R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
He’s pretty adventurous and experimental in private; Wonwoo’s very open to different kinks or toys or positions. Almost anything can be given a one time go to see if it’s actually pleasurable or fun. 

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Wonwoo has a strange stamina, it really depends on what kind of and how long the foreplay and teasing is. If you get right in to sex, he last above average, he can string the sex out anywhere from twenty to thirty minutes, but if foreplay and teasing is extensive, he gets so worked up that he doesn’t last long with the actual sex, pulling barely five to ten minutes. One round is usually it, on the off day, he can pull together a second round but normally, one nut and he’s tapping out. 


T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Over time, Wonwoo has accumulated quite the collection. He leans more towards scarves and cloth ties than handcuffs, and various vibrating and stimulating toys, he’s keen on toys just to tease the living hell out of you. 


U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Wonwoo is relentless, safe words were made because of Wonwoo. He can and will tease you until you’re in tears. He’s quite content with just sitting back, toying with you until you feel like you could scream, and just listen to you whine and squirm under his gaze. Doesn’t help his kink is overstimulation, does it?


V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
In bed, Wonwoo doesn’t say much, he’s of a sound maker. He grunts and moans from the pleasure and effort of his thrusts, at this point, sex is like a work out, he pulls his weight in the bedroom. As he’s closer to cumming, he gets very out of breath, and his sounds downgrade into heavy breathing and panting, before he gets loud as he moans when he finally climaxes. Wonwoo’s not a word guy in the bed, he doesn’t talk, but he’s certainly heard.


W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Wonwoo’s learned not to get cocky with sex, you’d think after a few times playing with handcuffs, you’d be over the bit of nerves and be fine and dandy, no? Never let your guard down, his dumb ass lost the key for a good twenty minutes until he realized it was in his pants pocket. After that, it was part of kinkier sex that the key was attacked to a string and hung near by in plain sight. No one needs that fright again. 


X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
He’s a t h i c c bitch, Wonwoo’s more on the girth side of things. He’s not gonna….split you in half or anything, but he’s on the shorter side of the spectrum, about 4.5″. Gets the job done, but yeah. Not gonna kill your hole or anything. You will survive, I promise.


Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Wonwoo’s more on the ‘horny toad’ side of the spectrum, his sex drive tips over the line of normal, higher than typical. He’s really ready to pop some dick at any moment, give him the signal and boner is up and running. 

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Although he doesn’t tire out easily, after sex that qualifies as an intense work out, Wonwoo does tap out pretty quick and need some shut eye. As soon as he cums, it’s a race for time to get cleaned up before his eyes close for good.

Love Yourself, Love

Requested Prompt: Can you do an imagine where tom has a gf who has really low self esteem and is really struggling with her confidence, and tom is there to help her realize that self-love is important? (@dropdeadrxses)

           Thanks so much for this request! This is something that I’ve struggled with for a long time and have only recently overcome emotionally, but am still battling physically. If anyone ever needs support in any aspect of life, please know you can talk to me.

Warnings: reader struggling with self-esteem, self-loathing, self-depreciation, fluff

ANON/ASK/MESSAGE :)


The Hollywood Reporter had just leaked photos from the photo shoot Tom did with his Homecoming co-star, Zendaya, and (Y/N) was curled up on Tom’s couch, eyes lingering over how stunning Tom’s new friend looked and mind running with scenarios of things that could have happened ‘behind the scenes.’ (Y/N) hated how easy it was for her to completely discredit herself, but in reality, what did she have to offer Tom or anyone for that matter?

She couldn’t help but notice how Tom’s shirt seemed to have a different number of buttons opened in various photos. Instantly, her mind went to thoughts of him cheating on her. Her chest tightened as she thought about what could have happened between the two of them. She knew that Tom was raised to be a gentleman and certainly distinguished himself from other guys their age, but the thought wouldn’t leave her mind. She was a no body and always would be. her disdain had nothing to do with the fact that Tom was a celebrity and she was a regular Joe, and it had nothing to do with the fact that Zendaya was a celebrity, she just didn’t know how anyone could see anything worth their time in her.

The soft pattering of Tom’s feet sounded as he made his way down the stairs and toward his girlfriend. “Hey, love,” he called out to her, “I was thinking we could go out to dinner tonight with everyone and I can show you off.” (Y/N) rolled onto her back, feeling the tension in her shoulder subside immediately. She clicked the screen of her phone off and dropped it onto the coffee table as Tom lifted her legs to sit beneath them. 

“Why?” she asked without intending to.

“Why wouldn’t I?” he asked in return with a smile across his face as he rested his hands on her knee.

“Because you can be with like three models at the same time right now and you’re with me,” she sighed all too quickly.

“Why would you say that?” he asked, his voice ignorant of the emotions running through her head.

“Because it’s true,” she scoffed lightly. “You’re an easy ten and I’m like what, maybe a five on a good day?”

“How could you think you’re a five, (Y/N)?” he asked with a laugh in his voice, still not picking up on the fact that she was growing even more upset.

“Just forget about it,” she sighed while slipping her legs out from under his and making her way toward Tom’s room, which she occasionally stayed in. She dropped onto the bed, pulled the sheets up to her neck, and curled into a ball while lying on her side. it didn’t take long for Tom to make his way back toward his room and close the door behind him.

“What’s the matter, (Y/N)?” he asked while sliding into the bed beside her.

“Can you please just leave me alone?” she muttered.

“Only if you tell me what’s making you so sad,” Tom stated while rubbing his thumb across her shoulder.

“Why are you with me?” she mumbled through the sheets as a small tear slid out of the side of her eye.

“Because I love you,” he said as he moved his fingers through her hair.

“But why do you love me?” she pestered as another tear slid across her nose from the other eye. “What do you see in me that makes you think I’m worth anything? There’s nothing special about me,” her voice started to shake slightly as she continued to admit to him everything that stood between them. “In fact, there are a lot of things about me that you didn’t know about when we first got together. I know my baggage is something that you didn’t sign up for when you met me. Why do you continue to deal with me? How can you be so nice to me when all I’ve been is a burden to you? Here you are, asking to go out and have a great time and all I can think of is why you haven’t dumped me or cheated on me yet.”

Tom’s chest tightened at her words and he flopped onto his left side. He slid his left arm underneath (Y/N)’s head, draped his right over her waist and laced their fingers together. His words were lodged in his throat but he couldn’t bring himself to say them without having his voice crack from sorrow. Tom cleared his throat and traced his thumb along her hand before speaking. “You may not see anything special in yourself, (Y/N), but you’re wrong,” he said softly as the wind created from the ceiling fan brushed her hair across his cheek. “I love that you can make me laugh when I’m having the worst day ever, I love that when you’re scared I feel compelled to make you feel safe in my arms, I love the way your nose crinkles when you laugh. When you walk into a room, I can’t help but ignore everything else and focus on you because there’s a pounding in my heart that makes concentrating on anything else so incredibly difficult.” Slowly, (Y/N) rolled over to face Tom. He pushed away the tears rolling along her face with his thumb and smiled at her. “I love the way you look when you wake up in the morning with a weird mix of bed head and sex hair,” he said while ruffling her hair lightly. “I love how smart you are and how you’re constantly pushing me to be a better person so that I can be a better boyfriend, because I want to be the man that you deserve.” She couldn’t help the tears that overcame her at his words. “And when I asked you to be my girlfriend, I asked that of every part of you, even the one’s I didn’t know about yet.”

The tears streaking (Y/N)’s face were a blend of joy and sadness as Tom pressed his forehead against hers. “You deserve more than I can offer you,” she said with an empty tone in her voice.

“Believe me when I say that you are more than I deserve, (Y/N),” he said as he took her hands in his. “All you need to do is love yourself, love,” he said while pressing his lips against her head. “I will help you through this,” he promised and then placed his lips gently and passionately against hers, “because you don’t deserve to go another day without seeing and apppreciating all of the things about you that make me love you.”

It Takes Two (2) - Negan Imagine

Chapter Summary: During an unexpected visit, you finally reveal your feelings to Negan - gaining an unexpected response from him. 

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Prompt: You live in Alexandria with your very sassy daughter, Riley. After Negan takes over, Riley grows to be the one and only person that challenges him - and to say the least, he loves it. 

Word Count: 2.3k 

Fandom: The Walking Dead 

Warnings & A/N: okay wow, everyone loves this story. THANKFULLY I love it too, aka i’ll actually update this story a lot like the responsible fic writer that i am not | *spoilers* (i think) mention of Negan’s backstory 

Theme: angst

Playlist | Tags: (if you want off or on the tag list let me know!) @negan–is–god @deepsouth

Chapters:

One, Three, Four, Five, Six, SevenEight, Nine, Ten, Eleven


Originally posted by jdmfanfiction

Originally posted by diver5ion


A few days had passed since you had last seen Negan. Since then, you couldn’t seem to keep him off of your mind. You were stuck in a loop of pondering just who he was. You kept thinking it’d only be for the best - no matter Riley’s new obsession with Lucille - to keep her away from Negan.

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A Guide to 19 Days and Recap

Whether you’re new to 19 Days and are having trouble understanding it or you’ve been through the whole process of waiting in agony for the next update and have forgotten how the story is set up, here’s a helpful guide to just that. I don’t guarantee that I’m 100% correct. I may be interpreting the cues incorrectly.

Warning: This is gonna be LONG.

We start chapters 1-54 all condensed into one file. These are either official art or little comics about what seem to be our kids in the future.

Our story actually begins on chapter 42, in the present. A bloody Jian Yi suddenly shows up in front of Zhan Zheng Xi.

According to what Xixi says in the next couple of chapters, Jian Yi disappeared on the second day of high school. (RIP Me. I died re-reading “He was my best friend at the time.”) The way Xixi says it makes it seem as if this is way after Xixi graduated(”Oh right, where did you disappear to when I was in high school?”), maybe university. (Might just be a mistake in translation, though.)

Apparently, Jian Yi still has to do the homework he missed throughout the years or something. (Ch. 47)

A couple more future/present comics and then we finally start “The Flashback™”on chapter 50. (Whoops forgot to mention the days of the week.)

We start this day with a sweet and funny premise. Nothing is going wrong, we are laughing and absolutely adoring this slice-of-life manhua…. (Little did we know it would later tear our hearts apart.)

We are introduced to these middle-schoolers, their relationship, and their school life(lmao everyone thinks they’re queer) in Day One, which goes on until chapter 56(Maybe?). (Thursday/Friday?)

(We are interrupted in Day One by the one shot.)

We continue to follow their daily school life. Day Two is a PE day (ugh) and spans from chapter 57(probably) to chapter 66. (Friday/Saturday)

During this second day, Xixi becomes increasingly aware of how intimate Jian Yi and he really are(by the reactions of his peers).

I’d like to mention that I am not completely 100% convinced that Day One and Day two aren’t just one single day, but arranged weirdly…. but for the sake of this guide, we’ll treat them as two separate days.

Okay the start of Day Three. “Yesterday” Xixi invited Jian Yi over to play video games. (Saturday/Sunday)

We interrupt your flashback to bring you “The Future™” Christmas Special!

Okay, we’re back. The Third Day spans from Ch 67 to Ch 97. We get a good laugh but we also learn a lot of things, like how adorable they were when they were kids. We also at first see that Jian Yi seems to have the hots for his best friend, but in that same day we learn that he doesn’t just have a crush on Xixi, he actually holds strong feelings of love for his best friend. So we are starting to see some back story(flashback in a flashback?) and character development, and also something weird with Jian Yi: he’s a lonely child.

FEELINGS.

Alright Day Four (Five? The weekend passed, but we didn’t see Sunday.) begins on chapter 98 and ends on chapter 114. (Monday)

WE MEET HE TIAN. (He used to smile so much wtf. Now he only smirks like he wants to eat you when you let your guard down.)

We also see another flashback of baby Jian Yi, his mother, and possibly his father?

Okay I just noticed He Tian knew from the start Jian Yi liked Xixi lmao.

ALSO IT WAS JIAN YI’S BIRTHDAY.

WHAT WAS HE GONNA SAY?! Okay Day Four - End.

WEEOOO WEEOOO EDGELORD GRANDPA ALERT.

Okay Day Five begins with He Tian, so you know, in case you were wondering, this story isn’t exclusive to the two bestfriends (as we learned along the way). (Tuesday)

Day Five spans from chapter 115 to chapter 130 and it is THE FIGHT DAY™. Shit goes down in this day, the manga takes an unexpected turn, the fandom is confused but also intrigued and heart broken(the start of Old Xian’s tyranny on our feelings).

We see how He Tian seems to have feelings towards Jian Yi, and in the same day, we are introduced to *drumroll* MO. GUAN. SHAN.(But we don’t know his name yet so it’s Redhead for a couple of chapters.) Coincidence? I THINK NOT.

We also are introduced to bracelet dude (She Li) who repeats Jian Yi’s name rather ominously….

Shit is about to go DOWN.

K.O. Okay, NOBODY liked Redhead, I’ve had people say “I always loved Redhead from the beginning.” Like, mmm okay, so you hated Zhan Zheng Xi or something, like aha sure. LIES. Everybody hated Redhead for hurting our precious son.

The start of “HOLY CRAP WHEN’S THE NEXT UPDATE MY HEART IS GOING TO STOP IF I DON’T KNOW WHAT HAPPENS!”

The start of Mo Guan Shan’s misery.

ALRIGHT. Day Six! aka… THE STORM™ On this day, we have our hearts ripped out :) (Wednesday)

Ch. 131-144

As you can see, things are getting progressively more interesting and heavy with drama. Not just a slice-of-life anymore. RIP my heart.

Why yes, Jian Yi, he HAS been trained before. By one of your father’s henchmen, which just SO HAPPENS TO BE HIS OLDER BROTHER. But we don’t know that yet ;)

This is why Day Six is called The Storm, btw. It rains on the day everything goes down.

OBLITERATED. This is when I started feeling bad for Mo Guan Shan and disliking He Tian.

Ya, no. Those who say “He just didn’t know how to express his love!”

Look at this panel and tell me that to my face. YOU DON’T HIT THE ONES YOU LOVE.

Needless to say, I do acknowledge that He Tian did indeed start to have feelings for Redhead, but not at this moment.

Day Six is also known as The Kiss (One). Or “The Day We All Freaked Out Waiting For The Next Update.” Also “The Day We Weren’t Prepared For What Was Coming.”

HOOOOBOI HIT ME WITH A TRAIN IT WOULD HURT LESS THAN THIS.

We interrupt your suffering for a CHRISTMAS SPECIAL.

I guess these guys are main guys now. Day Six - End.

GET READY FOR DAY SEVEN aka “The Day After The Storm” AND THE DAY THIS MANHUA TURNS INTO A MAFIA STORY. (Thursday)

Ch. 145-170

Shit is over, the fandom has cried, Jian Yi has cried. BUT NO ONE IS ADDRESSING THE KISS. The fandom is frustrated that Jian Yi keeps avoiding talking about it. C’mon Jian Yi WE WANT YOU TO HEAL.

On this schoolday, we learn He Tian is nasty, Redhead’s dad is in prison, and Zhan Xixi wants to know what is going on with Jian Yi…. and then gets embarrassed when Jian Yi tells him. Oh also, Xixi casually rejects a girl and then gets eaten by a radish.

Following the schoolday, we learn that -WHOA WAIT JUST WHO IS JIAN YI’S FATHER?! WHOA WAIT HOT DAMN JIAN YI’S MOM!! WHOA WAIT HE TIAN IS RELATED TO WHO?! WHOA WAIT WTF IS GOING ON.

Among other things.

The time we hated the little sister.

(I want to put so many pictures cuz honestly every chapter is great but then this would take like five hours to read haha. JUST GO REREAD THE SERIES.)

*slams fist on table* MO GUAN SHAN WANTED HELP FROM HE TIAN BECAUSE HE THOUGHT THEY WERE SEMI-CLOSE. “I MEAN I COOKED FOR YOU? DOESN’T THAT MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU?” APPARENTLY NOT.

#Redhead Defense Squad 2k16 (remember that?)

Harassment continues…… but THIS is the moment when He Tian decides, “Ah, yes, I just harassed this dude, time to make him my friend. I don’t know how, but I’m sure it’ll all work out.”

HIT ME WITH AN AIRPLANE WHY DON’T YOU.

Zhan Xixi carrying Jian Yi like a sack of potatoes is my aesthetic.

Oh, right, things get dangerous on Day Seven.


Just Hit Me With All The Transport Vehicles You Can Think Of.

I died already.

And so ends Day Seven.

NOW. It’s a new day. It’s Day Eight. AKA THE KISS(Two). AKA HE TIAN WHY???? Literally Mo was JUST starting to possibly want to be your friend and you had to go jack up. (Friday)

Ch. 171-181

On this day we learn:

Gossipy boys will have shrinking dicks.” -Jian Yi, 2016

Mo GUaN ShAN is his name! Also, he likes to stick sunflower seeds on the windows.

Don’t Close Mountain 2k16

Okay this day is totally more focused on Mo Guan Shan. We see a new side of him that we didn’t know of before. A mature side. Legitimately just tired after the kiss. Confused, very frustrated that someone would take advantage of him like that, but he also doesn’t hate He Tian, despite all the shit he’s done to him. That’s how nice Mo is. And then he’s faced with an important decision.

We meet She Li, who sucks ass as of right now (don’t know if he will have a redemption arc) but seemingly likes Jian Yi’s healthy skin.


RIP Mo’s Sandwich.

He was STARING at you because he READ YOUR NOTE and was gonna be all “Okay whatever I’ll cook for you again. Can’t you just ask like a normal human?”

Asks the guy who only knows this dude for THREE days and then pulls a stunt like that. I FEEL NO SYMPATHY FOR YOU HE TIAN.

EVERYONE AGREES MO’S MOM DESERVES BEST MOM AWARD 2016

In case you were doubting it, this is a manga focusing on gansters and how they fuck up other’s lives.

Slice-of-life my butthole.

The moment I fell in love with Mo Guan Shan and vowed to always protect him.

Jian Yi voices our opinions.

THAT ENDS DAY EIGHT.

Finally! Day Nine! We’ve made it this far my dudes! (Saturday: Either they have school regularly on Saturdays, or there was a timeskip between Jian Yi’s Birthday, aka Day Four, and Day Five. We’ll just have to wait to see what Day Ten lands on.)

Ch. 182-Ongoing

The day following Mo Guan Shan’s decision, he realizes he was played. Luckily, Jian Yi, Zhan Xixi, and that one girl are there to prove Mo’s innocence. He Tian, suddenly feeling protective over Mo Guan Shan, decides to take this one on one with She Li.

This is the day we get to see Mo start to slowly accept ~friends~ and He Tian. I think he’s had some time to think over THE KISS(Two). And he’s quick to forgive He Tian, not because he loves him, but because he’s a nice soul. He Tian is getting some redemption today and is being a little more cautious around Mo (The Kiss(Two) was JUST yesterday, guys.)

We get to finally see the four hang out together and all around, just have a break from all the shit that’s been going on. Unrequited love, questions about sexuality, attempted kidnapping, being framed for a crime, dirty fistfights. Jesus, just give these boys a break. When are they going to worry about finals and homework like normal students?

MO LOVES HIS MOM AND DOESN’T WANT TO DISAPPOINT/WORRY HER AND THAT WARMS MY HEART.

The friend you harassed up until one day ago? That’s a funny definition of friend you got there, He Tian. (I loved He Tian in the beginning, then disliked him during his interactions with Mo, but I’m slowly learning to love him again with these new updates.)

The moment when I screamed “I DISLIKE HIM BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I WANT HIM DEAD!!11!!1!”

Mo Guan Shan: Jesus Christ, why do I feel for this asshole?

He Tian: Jesus Christ, why can’t I tell him I like him like a proper human being?

aka The Update That Saved US


THAT’S ALL GUYS OH MY- I am exhausted.

We’ve made it this far.

Please continue to support Old Xian and 19 Days!

Birthday Boy - hs

Originally posted by stylesinthewild

Pairing: harry styles x reader

Warnings: nightmare description 

Request:  Can you do one where she forgets his birthday? - anon

It’s past midnight and I just finished an assignment so this is not the best but oh well.


It was the fifth night in a row this had happened.

For the past month, your sleep schedule had been completely ruined, all because of a few nightmares. Today was the fifth day in a row you had woken up at two in the morning, covered in a cold sweat with tears in your eyes.

You thought you had been getting better. You had almost gone four nights without a single nightmare. But then it had all come rushing back. It was almost always the same. A girl who wasn’t you, luring Harry away from you in the dark of the night. You chasing after them, following until you reach a dead end in a dark alley. A single gunshot before Harry is lying dead on the floor, a bullet hole through his brain.

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concept: after the lion swap, team voltron realizes “hey, since more than one person can pilot a lion, why don’t we recruit more paladins?”

  • once shiro is back (and kuro cured of galra influence), lance and keith go back to red and blue. lance and allura alternate piloting her, and if one is injured or tired or etc., there’s no major problem bc the other is there to save the day
  • everyone kinda wants to recruit people they know, so when allura uses her powers to search for people w compatable quintessence and nyma shows up keith is like “nyma. yes. they’re the second red paladin let’s go”
  • even before allura uses her powers hunk is like SHAY
  • pidge is the only one with a partner they hadn’t met before, the second green paladin they recruit is an unilu only a bit older than pidge named lenii. pidge is a huge lesbian for her
  • when kuro tried to pilot black they refused bc they sensed the galra influence in him, but once that’s gone black opens up to him and he and shiro make a brother power team
  • just like allura, the new paladins choose their own armor colors. nyma has the same teal of her outfit, shay has the orange-gold of a sunset, lenii has the same light hazel color of her skin, and kuro has white bc he thinks it’s funny that shiro has black armor (since shiro means white and kuro means black)
  • family members come live at the castle, so along w the new paladins there’s rolo & beezer, shays family, and lenii’s dads
  • since there’s now ten paladins, the five og ones take a few days to travel to earth and get their families. lances family all surrounds him in a suffocating hug and are very proud of him and all demand to go to the castle. hunks 3 moms and big floofy samoyed are sobbing wrecks and when hunk asks them to join him they start sobbing even more. pidges mom has quiet tears running down her face as she hugs pidge tightly, and she joins pidge in her search for matt. shiro and keith’s dads aren’t much for crying but they are much for celebrations so they order a bunch of pizza and have the two sleep over for a movie night before going back to the castle with them
  • allura is able to finally grieve with the extra breathing room more paladins gives, and with the castle full of people she’s growing to consider family, she feels lighter than she has since waking from cryosleep.

consider for a moment:

Mac keeps texting Dennis to check in even after Dennis goes to North Dakota. Dennis never replies, but he leaves his read receipt on so Mac knows that Dennis sees the messages. Now, anyone else might view blatantly seeing a message and not responding as a slap in the face but Mac being Mac and knowing Dennis sees this as an open line of communication. The messages drop off after a while from fifteen times a day to ten to five to one, but Mac, without fail, texts Dennis at least once a day and Dennis, without fail, reads them. Sometimes Mac sends pictures: of the bar, of the gang, of the apartment, of himself. Every once in a while – usually late at night when Mac’s exhausted and just staring at his phone like that’ll change things – Mac swears he sees the little grey dots like Dennis is typing back but they never last long enough for Mac to be totally sure it’s not just his imagination.

Eventually, Mac gets his first boyfriend. Then his second. The gang moves on to grander schemes and even Dee doesn’t talk about Dennis anymore.

Mac never stops texting Dennis.

Dennis never stops reading them.

IwaOi Travel-themed Instagram AU

There’s a travel-themed Instagram account suddenly gets a lot of people’s attention. It’s like most of the travel-themed account where the owners travel to a lot of countries and share beautiful photos on their trip.

It could be the good look of the blogger or the aesthetic photos he takes that people start paying attention to the blog. Some fans even dig deep enough to know the photographer’s name is Iwaizumi Hajime. 

Iwa updates very often, snips of his trip on Instagram four or five or ten times a day. There are scenery, foods, merchandise in a shop, people on the street or just everything (including himself.) 

Iwa gets quite a few (well, many) followers in a short time and is dubbed “your vagabond lover” among his fans because Iwa tends to leave messages such as “Did you see this dog? I’d love to cuddle you but I need to hug it first.” on a dog picture or “What do you think? You’d fall in love with this instead of me really.” on a scenery photo like he’s talking to a lover. He also ends everyday with a picture of himself, may it be a selfie or a candid photo taken by a friend he befriends on the trip, saying good night or good day.

There’s a follower who always leaves long message below Iwa’s post. It’s usually a short story that matches the picture or their thoughts or what they feel about the photo. Their words work so well with Iwa’s photo that more people follow Iwa’s Instagram account for both their sakes.

One day, without any notification, Iwa suddenly disappears for a long time without posting anything. Then after a few days he resurfaces with a dim selfie of himself in a hospital room, smiling so bright to lit the dark room.

There’s someone in the bed besides him, sleeping peacefully and unaware of the camera. The caption says “I can’t wait to see the world with you.” 

The blog remains silent after that.

Followers are confused until a couple days later, the writer-follower appears and writes a story about a boy and his lover, where the boy is diagnosed of serious illness and needs to take a risky surgery. The boy has a dream to see the world and is afraid he could never be able to after he learns about the surgery. His lover believes the boy can make it through no matter what but doesn’t want the boy to have any regret before taking the surgery so the lover suggests to go see the world for the boy instead. He travels to the places the boy wants to see, taking picture of the scenery and himself for the boy staying in the hospital room. The lover gets back before the surgery and sits through the whole time outside the operating room. And to the lover’s greatest joy, the boy makes it!

Two months later, the blog becomes active again, starting with a selfie of Iwa and another handsome man, holding their hands to the camera, big smiles on their faces, in an airport. The caption says “We are ready to go. Are you ready?


Edited from a random AU I got for a ship and fandom ask meme. 

The Tenth Doctor in front of the TARDIS

I love that sticky-up hair and those mournful doe-eyes.

Happy Tennant Tuesday (or whatever day it is when you happen to stumble across this post)

It Takes Two (4) - Negan Imagine

Chapter Summary: Riley finally expresses her feelings, prompting a hopeless visit to Maggie

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Prompt: You live in Alexandria with your very sassy daughter, Riley. After Negan takes over, Riley grows to be the one and only person that challenges him - and to say the least, he loves it.

Word Count: 2.1k

Fandom: The Walking Dead

Warnings & A/N: alright you sadistic motherfuckers. you wanna know how a chapter is about to be deep? when the author is a crying snotty mess while writing it. ಥ_ಥ | no warnings

Theme: angst, like the angstiest of the fucking angsty

Playlist | Tags: @negan–is–god @autumnjade22 @deepsouth @haleyea @purplemuse89 @talyatooturnt @bamby0304 @frozenhuntress67

Chapters:

One, Two, Three, Five, Six, SevenEight, Nine, Ten, Eleven


Originally posted by luthor-s

↑ gif credit to: fuckyeahmaggiesasha


It’d been several days since you and Riley had last seen Negan. To say the least, it was tense. The group hadn’t said a word to you, the only communication between the two of you being glares or awkward smiles.

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i could teach you - taeyong scenario - part two

Lee Taeyong - NCT

words - 1855

genre - man idk really is jus taeyong doing his ting my guy

warnings - vulgar language?? mentions of sex

dedicated to @yongsexual  ♥ ♥ ♥

part - one / two / three / four / five

Originally posted by t-yong

You shoved your head further back into soft plush pillows beneath you and grumbled. Even through your eyes were shut the light was too brilliant in this room and someone somewhere was playing heavy metal at what felt like fucking dawn to you. Hissing, you jerked the covers over your hammering head, hoping the darkness would act as barrier against everything that was disturbing you. Unfortunately that didn’t work and you didn’t want to particularly move any of your dead muscles - maybe if you yelled something the owner of that horrendous music would at least turn it off.

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i can still see the sun [james potter]

second enstallment of i can feel the darkness coming

wanrings: Movie spoilers, language, death,

word count: 5730

italics= flashback 


One hundred and twenty-two thousand, six hundred and forty hours.

Five thousand, one hundred and ten days.

    Seven hundred and thirty weeks.

One hundred and sixty eight months.

Fourteen years.

    Fourteen years since you had last seen James and Lily after their demise.

    Fourteen years since you had last seen Sirius after he had been sent to Azkaban.

    Fourteen years since you had last seen Hogwarts.

    Now, you were stepping through the large, double doors, walking through the hallways with various memories washing over you. Turning your head from side to side, you reveled in the pure happiness of being back at the school. It had been so long since you had walked these pathways and marveled at the moving portraits. You were walking besides Remus, the both of you had acquired jobs at the school; both of you knowing that it would help you keep a closer eye on a certain chosen one. You also felt as though you owed yourself some kind of closure from James’ death, and what better place to find closure than the place you had last seen him?

    You and Remus stepped through the threshold of your new classroom, scanning the empty room for an idea of how you wanted to set things up. Placing your bags down on a chair by the door, you turned back to look at your old friend Remus.

    “Been awhile, eh?” You questioned.

    Remus chuckled under his breath before smiling softly, “Yes, yes it has.”

    You slowly turned in a circle to admire your surroundings as Remus watched. He admired the way that you smiled, knowing how long it had been since you had last let a smile grace your features. A sharp pang filtered through his heart at the thoughts, but Remus just pushed them aside and distracted himself with talking to you.

    “Do you remember the time that you and Sirius changed Peter’s quill into a rat’s tail in the middle of class during our fourth year?” Remus questioned with a fond smile on his face.

    By this point you had stopped spinning and instead turned to face Remus with a giggle escaping your lips, “Yes! That was bloody hilarious!”

    You turned to face the corner of the room, and recalled another memory, “Or the time that we made you go sit in the one chair that was in the corner because we turned it into mud.”

    Remus laughed and fell back against one of the other chairs in the room. His chest was rising and falling with every breath he took, joyous laughter escaping his lips, “I remember that! I was so mad because you and James pretended like you didn’t know how it happened!”

    You let yourself fall into the chair besides Remus and giggled once again, “James and I were brilliant actors, if I may say so myself.”

    “Brillant? You kept that bloody secret from me for two months!” Remus yelped. His eyebrows were raised in a hilarious expression of false betrayal, but his lips failed in keeping a smile off of his face.

His statement only caused you to laugh even harder, your ribs beginning to hurt with each intake of air.

Eventually, the two of you managed to calm your laughter and you both laid back to look up at the ceiling. The mood seemed much more lonesome and quiet after your fit of giggles. Intent on making the situation less sad, you spoke, “It feels weird, doesn’t it? Being here without James and Sirius- even Peter?”

Remus looked over at you with a sad smile gracing his lips, “Yeah, I guess it does. It’s definitely a lot quieter than it used to be.”

With a far away look in your eye, you turned your body to face the window across the room. You sighed when thoughts of your former best friends filled your mind. Letting out a sigh as a tear slowly dripped from the corner of your eye and onto your legs that were curled beneath you. The thought of James being killed without knowing that you forgave him, or the thought of leaving Sirius without talking to him haunted you. Knowing that you would never see either of them again after you had left them so abruptly was a horrid feeling.

It left you swamped with remorse and guilt.

Remus, sensing your thoughts, stood from his chair before moving swiftly to the foot of yours. He kneeled so that his head was level with your lowered one, before he grabbed your chin between two fingers and gently forced you to meet his eyes. His face held an unmeasurable amount of sympathy; the kind that you would only see on someone who had known you for a very long time.

Remus spoke to you gently, knowing that anything else would only cause the hole in your heart to be ripped open even wider.

“Hey,” he spoke, gently grasping one of your cheeks with his palm, “None of that- no crying. I know that you are upset about what happened, but this is not what they would have wanted. If James and Sirius were here they would tell you to that you should not be crying over them. They’d want you to be happy again, and Merlin knows that I have not seen you smile in so long. You have to know that they would not want you to be sad; those boys loved you more than anything in this world and if they were here right now, I know they would be telling you the exact same thing.”

By the end of Remus’ speech, the tears that had been previously soaking your face were now running down your cheeks like a ceaseless waterfall. The clear, salty drops littered your lap like rain did to the cement of the sidewalk before a storm. You were sniffing and huffing, both happy and sad about the words that had emitted from Remus’ mouth. Reaching forward, you clutched onto Remus as if he were your lifeline. The man clung to you just as tightly, both of you mourning your fallen and imprisoned friends one more time.

From the heavens, James Potter watched you hug James with a sad smile on his face. He watched as you cried over his demise with a heavy heart full of guilt and sadness. James regretted ever yelling at you that day in the bathroom. He regretted every word he had ever spoken to you that had hurt you. He regretted these things because the moment you left him, he realized how he truly felt. He was never in love with Lily, he was in love with you and he just refused to believe it. He refused to believe that he had fallen in love with one of his closest friends, so he covered it by believing that he was in love with another women. After you left him, he continued to stay with Lily, even if he was not love her as he loved you. When Harry was born, James knew his fate. He knew that he was to die, but his biggest regret was that he never told you that he loved you.


A few days after you were situated at Hogwarts, you were informed that Sirius Black had escaped Azkaban. Since you were in public and surrounded by other witches and wizards, you had to keep our excitement and relief to yourself.

You had known from the beginning that it was not Sirius who had revealed where James and Lily were hiding. No matter how mad Sirius was, he would have never ratted one of his best friends out to the Dark Lord. Because of this, you were led to believe that there was only one person that could have revealed that information to you-know-who: Peter Pettigrew.

Peter was the only other person besides Sirius and Remus to know where James and Lily were hiding, and there was absolutely no way that Moony or Padfoot would do such a thing. That left Wormtail.

Of course, you had always known something was a bit off with Peter; he was always secretive and nervous around the rest of the Marauders. After a certain point, you had stopped trusting him and planned to stay away because you were absolutely sure that something was up with him, and it was not something good.

Back in the present, you were standing besides Harry Potter as he explained the events that had occurred. You had met Harry on the train to Hogwarts, as you were staying in the same compartment as Remus when Harry and his friends walked in. When the train had mysteriously stopped and a Dementor made its way into the compartment, you’re Patronus had been the one to save Harry. Remus had later introduced himself and you as friends, not explaining who either of you really were to Harry. From then on, Harry had come to you and Remus for help on learning how to cast his own Patronus. It was a stag, just like his father. When you had seen the charm, you had left the room with tears in your eyes; leaving Harry to wonder what he had done wrong. Remus had gently told him that it was not Harry’s fault, he just reminded you of someone you had once known.

Being around Harry had served quite difficult in the beginning, seeing as he looked and acted so much like his father. Every time Harry was around you, you had to take a few deep breaths to prevent yourself from bursting into tears. You had eventually gotten over it, realizing that there was nothing you could do to bring James back, so you stopped imagining James when Harry was around. Instead you believed that James was somewhere above, watching as you helped take care of his son.

And James was watching from above, a permanent, radiant smile planted on his face as he observed how good you were with Harry. It made him wonder how life would have been if Harry had been your child instead of Lily’s.

While Harry explained what happened between Sirius escaping and the experience in the Shrieking Shack, he finally told you where Sirius was. Seconds after the words escaped Harry’s mouth, you were bolting away from the school. Taking off in the direction of the Whomping Willow, you scurried into the secret passage way and raced towards the Shrieking Shack. Harry had told you Sirius would not stay long because he was being hunted, so you pushed yourself to run faster.

When you reached the entrance to the shack, you pushed it open with strength you did not even know you had.

And standing in the middle of the room, was an old friend.

Sirius Black.

For a few moments, you had just stood at the entrance of the room, watching Sirius as he tried to contain a laugh.

“Well, hello Talon,” Sirius spoke, “Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to give an old friend a hug?”

Then you were running, launching yourself at Sirius and tackling him with a bone crushing hug. Sirius chuckled and squeezed you back just as hard. Both of you were crying tears of joy, happy that three of the five Marauders were still alive. Sirius had his face buried in your neck and you had your fingers buried in his long hair that had grown out while in prison. You felt a few tears dribble down your collarbone because of Sirius, but you did not care because Sirius’ shirt probably had a few of its own tears to worry about.

When you pulled away, you smiled through your tears, “I missed you so much, Padfoot.”

Sirius smiled happily, “And I missed you too, Talon.” He then pulled you back into another hug and mumbled something about hexing you if you ever decided to leave him and the others again.

For the next few hours, you and Sirius were constantly near each other. Having spent almost fifteen years apart led to the two of you needing some time to catch up. Sirius told you about James making him Harry’s Godfather, and you told him about the adventures you and Remus had taken after being reunited.

Later in the evening, Harry and Remus had gone to the Shrieking Shack to find you, seeing as it had been many hours since they had seen you. When they arrived, they found you and Sirius propped up against the window, talking and laughing about the old days.

Turning your head, you motioned for Remus to join the two of you, and he did. Harry watched from the sides as three of the five Marauders were happy once again, a sight that he did not get to see very often.


    After that day, you, Remus and Sirius joined the Order of the Phoenix. The three of you fled Hogwarts in fear of being found by the Dark Lord and took refuge in 12 Grimmauld Place, Sirius’ old home.

    A few weeks later, Harry was transported there to speak with the Order. You and Sirius had welcomed him, both receiving joyous hugs by Harry Potter himself. You and Harry had formed quite a close bond over the few months you had known him; you had practically become his mother figure.

    Now, Harry stood next to Sirius, admiring the pictures that Sirius had tacked up on his walls. They were old and wrinkle, but they obviously meant a lot to Sirius as they were the only photographs he had left of the original Marauders.

    Harry was walking around and looking closely at each picture before he got to one that confused him. It was a photograph of what looked like his dad standing next to you. He was behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, both of you sporting giant smiles. It was something he never expected to see from you, a smile. He did not see them on you very often. A smile on you was like seeing Hagrid’s dog Fang, not cowardly.

    When Harry turned to question Sirius about the picture, a far away look appeared in his eyes; a clear sign that Sirius was remembering something from a long time ago.

    It was Christmas time; your favorite time of the year.

    You and the rest of the Marauders had decided to spend the holiday at Hogwarts as a present for Sirius. You all knew how much he hated his family, so you wanted to keep him company and he could have a happy holiday for once in his life.

    On Christmas morning, you had all gathered to open presents. After opening a few of them, you discovered that one of your muggle family members had sent you an old polaroid camera. The boys obviously had no idea what it was, but you had explained it to them. They had immediately wanted to take pictures together so you all rushed to put on thicker clothing. After doing so, the five of you hurried outside into the cold snow.

    The scenery was beautiful; the pristine, white snow falling down in sheets of cool snowflakes. You took a few moments to turn around in circles, just admiring the beauty of nature. When you heard the flash of a camera, you turned to face Sirius, who held your camera in his hands. He grinned happily as the picture came out; you turning in circles with a smile on your face. He pocketed the picture quickly, smiling as you whined.

    “I’m going to need something to remember you by when Remus finally decides to kill you for pranking him so much!” Sirius joked.

    You had giggled and nudged his shoulder, laughing when he almost fell into a pile of snow.

    The rest of the afternoon was spent playing in the snow and taking muggle photographs of each other. By the end of the day, you were exhausted, huffing and puffing breaths of cold air as you tried to catch your breath.

    As you tried to walk back towards the castle, you were grabbed from behind, the person dragging you into their arms.

    “You’re not going anywhere!” James shouted as he wrapped you in his arms. You giggled as you tried to escape, but James was to strong. You heard the shutter of the camera going off again, but you ignored it and instead continued to wrestle with James until the two of you got too tired.

    Later that evening, you found a picture placed on your bed. It was of earlier that evening, you and James playing in the snow with large smiles on your faces. You picked up the picture with a fond smile on your face before you placed it on your bedside table, content with how the day had turned out.

    Sirius shook his head with a laugh as he remembered the day. Harry turned to see Sirius smiling, so Harry turned back to the picture before speaking again, “Is that my dad?”

    Sirius nodded and told Harry that the girl in the photo was you. When Harry heard the words he was shocked; he thought that you were just a friend of Remus and Sirius, he had not know that you knew his father.

    “She knew my dad?” Harry questioned, confusion evident on his face.

    Sirius chuckled once again before responding, “Yes she did.”

“Who is she?” Harry asked, “I knew she was a friend of your’s and Remus’ but I did not know she knew my dad.”

    “Harry, my boy. That women knew your father before I did; she was the second Marauder. Her name was Talon because she was an animagus too. She could morph into an eagle; it was a magnificent sight to see,” Sirius spoke, memories resurfacing with each word.

    “So she was important to you and my dad?”

    “Yes, she was very important to us. In fact, she was- is- in love with your father. Always was, she could never stay too far away from him. They were practically inseparable for the longest time,” Sirius reminisce.

    “She was in love with my dad?” Harry pondered, “Did he love her back?”

    “Yes, yes he did.”

After the conversation, Sirius left the room to find you. Looking back at the wall, Harry pulled the picture from it’s spot and tucked it into his pocket, just to remember the man who was his father, and the women who should have been  his mother.


    Harry and the rest of his friends landed on their stomachs in the Department of Mysteries, the Prophecy shining brightly in Harry’s hands. He stands, along with the rest of his friends, his ears twitching when he hears the sound of whispering. When he turns, he is met with an archway, what looks like smoke is filtering inside of it. Harry takes a step closer to it, his gaze inquisitive.

    He can hear his friends speaking to him, but Harry continues to stare at the archway. He feels as though something bad was about to happen, and it had to do with the mysterious archway in the center of the room.

    Seconds later, Harry turns and shouts for his friends to get behind him, knowing the Death Eaters were about to arrive. Harry’s suspicions were confirmed when black smoke appeared from around him. It swirls around him, and Harry shuts his eyes, his hand gripping the Prophecy tightly.

    When the black smoke disappears, Harry opens his eyes to find that his friends are no longer beside him. Instead they have been grabbed, each of them being restrained by a Death Eater, wands pointed at their throats.

    Harry’s heart clenches as he worries about what is to come.

    From behind him, Harry hears a malicious chuckle, and he instantly knows the culprit.

    Lucius Malfoy.

    Harry turns to see Malfoy approaching, an evil glint in his eye. The platinum blonde male smirks as he knows that he was going to get the Prophecy from Harry.

“Did you really believe, or were you truly naive enough to think that you stood a chance against us?” Malfoy spits, his voice low and threatening. He takes a step closer to Harry, turning and pulling his palm up and open, “I’ll make this simple for you, Potter. Give me the Prophecy; or watch your friends die.”

Harry is silent for a few moments, pondering his next move. His gaze moves to Hermione, who struggles in the grip of the Death Eater behind her. The Death Eater is strong, however, and he continues to restrain the curly haired girl by holding onto the collar of her shirt, causing her to choke on the lack of air.

From next to Hermione, Neville Longbottom shouts out, “Don’t give it to him, Harry!”

He is silenced by Bellatrix Lestrange, who pulls on his shirt, closing the distance between his neck and her wand. Neville instantly quiets down, fearing his life.

Believing it was worse than watching his friends die, Harry hands over the Prophecy. The shining orb is placed into the hands of Lucius Malfoy, who grins in such a manner that shivers run down Harry’s spine.

Seconds after the orb is placed in Malfoy’s hands, a bright light appears from behind the blonde’s back.

“Get away from my Godson,” Sirius spits, before he reels his fist back and punches Malfoy straight in the nose.

The punch knocks Malfoy off of his feet, and he lands on the floor beneath him, the Prophecy falling from his hands and breaking against the hard rock. Malfoy stares at the broken orb for a few moments before he stands to face Harry and Sirius.

Before he can even utter a spell, he is knocked off his feet as you fire a spell in his direction. Smirking, you turn to face Sirius and Harry who are muttering quietly. Harry turns to you and you nod your head in a way that says both ‘hello’ and ‘please be careful.’ Harry nods back, his indicating the same words yours did before the three of you and turning to face Malfoy and two other Death Eaters who decided to join the party.

The rest of the Order had appeared by this point, and you scanned the room, quickly locking eyes with Remus and Tonks. You smiled at them and then responded with the same small smile before you both turned to face your opponents.

Dropping into a battle stance, you pulled your wand up so it was ready to defend against any spells fire your way. When Malfoy fired a curse at you, you brought your wand up to cover your face, blocking the curse. You fired back an immobilization charm, aiming not to kill because you did not want that kind of guilt on your conscious.

Curses, charms and spells were being fired back and forth before Harry managed to knock the wand out of the hand of the Death Eater he was fighting.

Expelliarmus,” Harry had shouted. The Death Eater fell back, falling off a ledge to the fight below, and you felt relief filling you as you knew that you would not have to deal with that Death Eater again.

From beside you, you heard Sirius shout out, “Nice one, James!”

At the mention of the name, you froze, losing the ability to focus. Harry had too, hearing the name of his father rendering him useless. The two of you simply stood and watched Sirius as he fired a spell at Malfoy, whose wand was knocked away before he flew back off the ledge.

Before you could do anything to protect yourself or Sirius, you heard two simple words being shouted from behind you, “Avada kedavra!”

The words came from the mouth of Bellatrix Lestrange, who had thrown her wand out at both you and Sirius.

You were unable to protect yourself from the killing curse as it hit your body, filling you with unimaginable pain. Screaming out, you closed your eyes before you heard the same curse being shouted. You heard Sirius’ cry of pain before the both of you were knocked back.

Harry watched with his eyes wide as you and Sirius were knocked into the archway that was beside them as they battled. Knowing what was to happen to you, you locked eyes with Harry and mouthed ‘goodbye.’

Harry’s eyes widened even more before he shifted his eyes to Sirius, watching for a few blissful moments.

Then the smoke in the archway turned and carried you and Sirius off into the unknown.

Harry stood silently for a few moments, his eyes locked on the arch in front of him, praying that you and Sirius would come back. He was hoping and praying with all his might that the mist in front of him did not just take part of the only family he had left.

When nothing happened, Harry made to take a step forward, his heart clenching in his chest. From behind, Remus quickly clutched Harry. He restrained the saddened boy with tears in his eyes. Harry struggled harshly, trying to find a way to escape and get to you and Sirius. Crying out in pain, Harry fell back into Remus. You and Sirius had become his only family. Sirius was like a father to him, and you, like a mother.

From behind Harry, Remus watched in shock as his last two friends perished. He watched as the last two people he could resort to, vanished. Remus cried out in pain of his own. The only people he ever trusted and loved were gone. He let a few tears fall from his eyes as he watched Harry cry out. Remus let out a strangled sob as he thought about how he was going to get through full moons. He would never be able to do it without you. You and Sirius were his best friends, the only people he had known for more then twenty years. His last two Marauders; his Padfoot and his Talon, were gone. Forever.

Harry continued to struggle and cry, tears escaping his eyes.

He cried for Sirius.

He cried for you.

He cried for Remus who had lost you both.

He cried for Tonks who had been one of your greatest friends.

He cried for everyone who had ever known you.


    From the Heavens, James Potter watched as you appeared next to Harry and Sirius. He smirked as he watched you throw Lucius to the ground, knowing you had never liked the man.

    “That’s my girl,” James muttered.

    He watched on as you made sure Harry was safe before going back to battling. His heart skipped a beat as he watched you treat his son with such care and gentleness.

    James watched with his heart in his stomach as you got distracted by his name. He pleaded for you to turn around and prepare for what was to come.

    “Talon, Talon please turn around. Talon, please,” He practically shouted.

    But you could not hear him.

    Of course you couldn’t.

    James cried out when Bellatrix Lestrange fired a killing curse at you. He cried out in pain as he watched you gravel in pain. James shouted out in rage as Sirius was hit with the same curse.

    James Potter let out a sob as you told his son goodbye.

    He cried as you fell back into the archway.

    He cried as Sirius Black followed immediately after.

    He cried as you disappeared from his view.

    Standing up from his previous kneeling position and took off running. He knew exactly where you would appear. He knew exactly where and he needed to get there before you did.

    Pushing his legs to move faster, he gained speed. His breath was choppy as he realized that he would finally see you again after so long. James’ chest tightened as he thought of you, and he moved faster.

    When he reached the position he wanted to be in, he skidded to a stop just as a bright light appeared from in front of him. He raised a hand to shield his eyes from the light, squinting his eyes. He waited for a few tense seconds before the light finally vanished.

    In its absence, it was replaced by a figure.

    It was a women.

    It was the women he loved.

    His heart fell from his chest and his eyes widened. The tears that had previously slowed to a stop arose once again. They began to fall from his eyes as he let out a sob. It was not one of sadness, nor was it one of grief. It was one of joy, one of relief.

    James took a step forward, his legs shaky and barely able to hold himself up.

    When your eyes finally focused, you were able to make out the figure in front of you.

    It was a man.

    It was the man you loved.

    Letting a tear fall from your eyes, you let out a sob. A sob of happiness.

    “James?” You managed to croak out through your tears.

    James nodded softly through his own tears and you let out another sob at his answer.

    After so long, you were finally seeing him again.

    Kicking off, you ran at full speed. You stretched your arms, James doing the same thing before you reached him. When you reached him, you jumped, throwing yourself at his body. James caught you with open arms, sobbing into your neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist, supporting your weight as you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. You cried out in happiness and buried your face in his fluffy, brown hair. James grasped you with strength that he did not know he had, you squeezing him back just as hard. Managing a smile through your tears, you pulled a hand through James’ hair. He sniffled against your neck, tears soaking the material of your shirt.

    Pulling back, you looked down at James once before you brought your lips down to connect with his. James smiled into the kiss, both of your lips tasting slightly salty from the tears leaking from your eyes. Your lips moved furiously against his, and James responded with just as much enthusiasm. He was finally kissing the one girl that he had been in love with for so long. Finally. James pushed his lips harder against yours and slipped his tongue into your mouth. You smiled even harder (if it was even possible) and kissed him back.

    Pulling away for a few seconds you mumbled out the words, “I love you, Prongs.”

    “I love you too, Talon.”

    And then James is kissing you once again.

    The moment is interrupted when a familiar voice calls out, “Hey losers! Stop bloody snogging and come hug me!”

    Turning, the two of you embrace Sirius in a hug, finally together once more.


    Harry Potter approaches the clearing with a heavy heart.

    He knows that if he goes any further, he is to die. But since he knew he would come back and it was to destroy Voldemort, he knew it had to be done.

    Holding up the Golden Snitch, the words I open at the close, appearing.

    Harry nods and confronts his fate, “I’m ready to die.”

    He brings the Snitch up to his mouth and kisses the golden casing. His eyes are closed, but when he opens them, he discovers that the Snitch is opening to reveal the Resurrection Stone.

    The one thing he needs to bring him back to life.

    He stares down at the small stone in amazement, his breath coming out in a small gasp. It levitates into the air and Harry gently opens his palm and allows it to fall into his hand. He closes his palm around it, his eyes still focused on his hand. He closes his eyes and imagines exactly who he wants to see in that moment, and when he opens them, he is met with exactly who he wanted to see.

    Remus, Sirius, James, and you.

    The four of you surround him, small smiles of happiness on your faces.

    When Harry turns to see you, he is met with a radiant smile as you cling to his father who is beside you. Harry smiles in joy when he sees that you have finally gotten what you wanted in life, his father.

    He approached you and James and reached out, you doing the same thing. When Harry’s hand disappears through yours, he sighs in disappointment.

    “You’ve been so brave, Harry,” You whisper, “I’ve missed you since I left.”

    Harry smiles softly before questioning, “Why are you here? All of you?”

    “We never left.”

    Harry turns to face Sirius before speaking, “Does it hurt? Dying?”

    Sirius shakes his head, “Quicker than falling asleep.”

    Harry nods before James speaks, “You’re nearly there, son”

    “I’m sorry; I never wanted any of you to die. And Remus- your son-” Harry tries.

    Remus cuts him off, “Others will tell him what his mother and father died for. One day, he’ll understand.”

    Harry nods softly before facing you and James, small smile still on your faces.

    “You’ll stay with me?” Harry questions.

    “Until the end.”

    He was ready. He was ready to join his family again.    

anonymous asked:

what podcasts do you recommend in general? my job allows me to burn the heck through audio material and i feel like i can never find anything

Okay, so some of these are things I’m caught up on, and some are just things that have been recommended to me that I haven’t gotten around to, but here’s what I’m subscribed to right now that isn’t 100% unfunny/dry educational/nonfiction stuff that’s pretty much Wikipedia on tape:

Siblings Peculiar; Limetown; What Should We Draw; The X-Files Files; Welcome to Night Vale; Alice Isn’t Dead; The Adventure Zone; My Brother, My Brother, and Me; CoolGames Inc; Sawbones; Bunker Buddies; Harmontown; Archive 81; The Black Tapes; Hadron Gospel Hour; The Bright Sessions; Darkest Night; EOS 10; Caught in the Web; Hello From The Magic Tavern; King Falls AM; Our Fair City; Spines; Tales of THATTOWN; The Penumbra Podcast; Uncanny County; The Orbiting Human Circus (of the Air); Wizard and the Bruiser; Wolf 359; The Bridge.

I know what you’re thinking: “Patsy Ann, that’s just a list of all the podcasts that there are.” But I’ve got five to ten hours of uninterrupted work that doesn’t require talking per day, and what am I supposed to do? Be alone with my thoughts? As if.

My top recommendations for podcasts that aren’t on MaxFun or Night Vale Presents are definitely What Should We Draw, Limetown, and Siblings Peculiar, but if you AREN’T already super into anything on the previously mentioned networks, Alice Isn’t Dead and The Adventure Zone really are worth your time if you’ve been on the fence about them.