flat twins

Physical Appearance and Astrology
  • I decided to make this so it's an ~actual~ post and it might make it easier for you to understand your chart. Before I start listing placements I want to make clear that our dominant sign and planet has a strong influence no matter what. As well as the 1st house, Sun and Moon; as they all have an affect on our looks in an overall way - especially Sun. It is also important to remember that astrology and rulership isn't something that is stilted or 100% clearly defined, it all works together and flows together - like how Leo rules the heart but Aquarius rules the circulatory system (therefore veins). Another important thing to note is that you do have to take genetics into account. For example, if you realise your chart says you're supposed to have thick hair and yours isn't, it's probably just thicker in relation to your other family members:
  • What The Houses and Signs Represent:
  • First House/Aries/Mars: Head, whole face
  • Second House/Taurus/Venus: Neck, collarbones, also influences some facial features such as: mouth, ears and chin. Weight.
  • Third House/Gemini/Mercury: Shoulders, Arms, hands
  • Fourth House/Cancer/Moon: Chest, stomach (secondary ruler)
  • Fifth House/Leo/Sun: Upper back, shoulders, nails and hair (primary ruler)
  • Sixth House/Virgo/Mercury: Stomach (primary ruler)
  • Seventh House/Libra/Venus: Lower back (dimples of Venus), skin, bum (secondary ruler)
  • Eight House/Scorpio/Pluto: Genitalia
  • Ninth House/Sagittarius/Jupiter: Hips, thighs; since they rule height also it can be legs in general, bum (primary ruler)
  • Tenth House/Capricorn/Saturn: Bones,knees, teeth, hair and nails (secondary ruler)
  • Eleventh House/Aquarius/Uranus: Calves, ankles, veins. Also note that Aquarius rules genetic mutations such as blue eyes, dimples, heterochromia iridum etc.
  • Twelfth House/Pisces/Neptune: Feet
  • What the Planets and Signs Do:
  • Aries/Mars: makes it masculine, makes it prominent. Made to "stand out"
  • Taurus/Venus: Makes it attractive/aesthetically pleasing
  • Gemini: Makes it smaller but soft/round
  • Cancer/Moon: Makes it more feminine, round
  • Leo: Makes it "shine"
  • Virgo: Makes it smaller but pointer/angular
  • Libra: Makes things conventional,
  • Made to "fit in", makes it symmetrical
  • Scorpio/Pluto: Makes things more harsh, piercing, "scary/mysterious", usually represented by making things more square in shape
  • Sagittarius/Jupiter: Makes it larger
  • Capricorn/Saturn: Makes it smaller
  • Aquarius/Uranus: Makes it unconventional, asymmetrical or androgynous-esque, also can be made to "stand out"
  • Pisces/Neptune: Adds illusion and delusion. Makes things appear not as how they may actually be.
  • Mercury: A cross between both Gemini and Virgo, makes things more defined but also knobbly, makes things finer
  • Sun: Affects us overall, look to the sign
  • The Archetypal Looks:
  • Aries: Similar to that of a ram, large eyebrows, eyebrows seem furrowed even when not angry.
  • Taurus: Similar to that of a bull, eyes kind of wide set, strong eyebrows, long eyelashes, flat foreheads
  • Gemini: The twins, mischievous, mouth corner naturally turned up, rounder foreheads
  • Cancer: Rounder; big eyes, full lips etc. soft but strong (crab)
  • Leo: Leo is the lion so the archetype is looking cat like and with great hair
  • Virgo: The virgin, the look is innocent and youthful, flat foreheads.
  • Libra: The scales, there isn't really an archetypal look for this sign except making things balanced and symmetrical
  • Scorpio: The scorpion, archetypically intimidating looking. Piercing gaze, square face, strong shoulders etc.
  • Sagittarius: The centaur/archer, long face and tall body. Also being pear shaped (carry most of your weight on your hips, thighs and bum) to give the "appearance of a horse"
  • Capricorn: the goat, flat foreheads but can have prominent temples, small features, even teeth and prominent bone structure; especially cheekbones
  • Aquarius: Water bearer (representing that they're hear to bring water (knowledge) to the world), large foreheads, noticeable eyes, the water bearer also has no assigned gender to the archetypal look is androgynous
  • Pisces: The fish, full lips, big eyes, full cheeks
By Your Side ~ Fred Weasley imagine

Hi! Can I request a fred weasley imagine where he and the reader are taking the poly juice potion to look like harry but fred doesn’t want the reader to take it but she convinces him she’ll be okay? And Professor Lupin is both her protector and father but instead of george getting hit can it be the reader? Just fluff and really long please Oh and if you can can you include the death eater attack at bill and fleur’s wedding? Thank you so much I love your writing!

Mentions of blood

~~By Your Side~~

You were scared.


That was an understatement.

You were terrified out of your mind. The order was moving Harry to the burrow, but to keep him safe, everyone was taking a Polyjuice Potion to look exactly like him, including you.

The twins walked in and you were relieved. You’ve known those two for as long as you can remember, and being around them always calmed your nerves. You went over to them, gave them each a hug, and stood by them.

As soon as everyone arrived, Professor Moody stormed into the room, and began to tell everyone the plan.

“Harry, you’re still underage, which means you’ve still got the Trace on you,” Mad-Eye said, looking over at him.

“The Trace?” Harry asked.

“You sneeze and the Ministry will know who wipes your nose. Point is, we have to use those means of transport the Trace can’t detect: brooks, thestrals, and the like. We’ll go in pairs. That way if anyone’s out there waiting for us – and I reckon there will be – they won’t know which Harry Potter is the real one.” Mad-Eye pulled out a bottle from his jacket.

“The real one?” Harry looked puzzled.

Moody opened the bottle with a mischievous grin. “I believe you’re familiar with this particular brew.”

“No! Absolutely not!” Harry argued, furrowing his brows.

After the argument, that was quickly ended by Hermione just ripping a piece of hair off of Harry’s head, everyone prepared to drink the potion.

“For those of you who haven’t taken Polyjuice Potion before, fair warning. It tastes like goblin piss,” Mad-Eye states, walking over to you, Fred, and George.

“Have a lot of experience with that, do you, Mad-Eye?” Fred joked, taking the potion from him.

Professor Moody gave him the angriest glare.

“Just trying to diffuse the tension,” Fred added awkwardly, taking a sip of the potion. You stifled a giggle and Fred gave you a quick wink in response that made your heart leap.

You didn’t always have a crush on Fred. You used to only see him as a friend. But slowly, you began to fall for him and his antics and pranks. The night you had detention with Umbridge when she was in charge, he comforted you and held you when you cried. He was always there for you.

“Come on, (Y/N). Bottoms up,” George said, handing you the potion after he had taken a sip.

You caught a whiff of the scent from the potion and gagged. You held your nose and quickly downed a sip of the concoction, shuddering as it went down. You passed it to the next person.

Finally, everyone had taken a sip, and morphed into Harry.

Everyone had stripped down and changed into clothes Harry would wear and Mad-Eye began pairing everyone up. You were paired to leave with your father, Remus Lupin.


It was time to leave, and you became scared again. You began to walk out of the house but someone grabbed your hand. You looked back and saw Harry.

Well, everyone looked like Harry.

“Who are you?” You asked.

“Are you (Y/N)?” the clone questioned back.

“Yes, who are you?” You repeated.

“It’s Fred!”

“Oh, hey, Freddie. Everything alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine… I just…uh…” he paused, looking down towards his feet.

“Be safe out there, yeah?” He murmured, placing a hand softly on your shoulder.

It was a weird yet sweet moment, considering you both looked like Harry. You gave him a smile.

“You, too, Freddie,” you said gently.

At the burrow…

On your way to the burrow, you were hit on the side of your head by one of the Death Eaters, leaving a nasty gash on the side of your face.

You were knocked out, and Remus had to apparate the two of you to the burrow. Remus stumbled into the house, holding you in his arms, tears running down his face.

“Bring her here,” Molly said, her hand shaking as she pointed to the couch. Remus gently laid you down on the sofa. He checked you neck for a pulse before letting out a sigh of relief.

“She’s alive,” he announced, holding onto your hand. Mrs. Weasley placed her hand on her chest. “I’ll go get some cloths,” she said, leaving the room.

Finally, everyone had arrived, the last two being Arthur and Fred.

The potion wore off on everybody as Fred walked into the house. He searched for your face, and his heart dropped when he saw you laying on the couch covered in blood.

“Oh, my god,” he mumbled, running to your side next to Remus. He took your other hand in his.

“(Y/N), please d-don’t be dead. There’s so much I haven’t told you. Get up, please,” Fred stammered, tears starting to well up in his eyes.

Fred liked you. Hell, Fred loved you. He loved how he could come to you whenever he was stressed and you’d be there for him, and he loved how you two would plan out pranks together. He loved you.

But, of course, he’d never tell you that.

“Fred, she’s okay. She’s just unconscious,” Remus interjected, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Was unconscious,” you croaked, opening your eyes. A smile grew on everyone’s faces.

As you tried to sit up, the pain in your head began to pound, causing you to wince.

“Woah, (Y/N), lay back down, darling. It was quite a hit you took,” Remus said, carefully laying you back down.

Your vision was blurry, but you looked over and saw Fred and that dashing smile of his.

And you were okay.


You sat at the table, allowing Mrs. Weasley to fix your wound, while Fred sat across from you, gazing at you.

“Alright, dear. All patched up,” Mrs. Weasley smiled, gently placing a hand on your uninjured cheek.

“Thank you, Mrs. Weasley,” you smiled back, putting your hand over hers.

She packed up her kit and left the room, leaving you and Fred alone.

“Glad you’re not dead, (Y/N),” Fred grinned.

“Well, me too,” you laughed. Fred laughed along.

“In all seriousness, (Y/N), I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’d probably be so lost. Who would help keep you out of trouble?” You teased, playfully shoving him.

“Oh, please. You’re the trouble,” he teased back, causing you to giggle.

He gazed at you as you laughed.

~A few days later…~

The passed days were calm, and today was Bill and Fleur’s big day: their wedding day.

You looked absolutely beautiful in your knee-length dress in your favorite color with flats to match.

The twins were helping set up the tent for the wedding, and you walked over to join them.

“You two need help?” You called out, walking closer to them.

Fred turned around and as soon as his eyes reached you, his jaw dropped. George quickly noticed his twin’s reaction and began to put the pieces together.

Before Fred could speak, George cut him off.

“Actually, yes, we do need help. Will you get those flowers and put them on the tables? I have to talk to Fred for a moment,” George said, pulling his brother aside. You gave him a thumbs up and walked off. George waited till you were out of earshot before speaking.

“Fred, correct me if I’m wrong, but it looks like you fancy (Y/N),” George smirked, turning behind him to look at you and back at Fred

“Well, you’d be wrong there, brother. We’re just friends,” he answered, glancing behind George.

“You sure don’t look at her like you’re ‘just friends’. You’re totally in love with her,”

“I am not! Even if I was, it’s not like she’d feel the same way. Why would she want to be with a git like me?”

“Freddie, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but
(Y/N) definitely likes you back,”

“How would you know?”

“She laughs at all your jokes, you two are always together when I’m not around, and bloody hell, Freddie, do you see the way she looks at you?”

Fred looked over George’s shoulder once more to catch a glimpse of you. He saw you smiling as you and Ginny we’re gathering up the bouquets of flowers, and smiled himself.

“Have you seen the way you look at her?” George added, waving his hand in front of Fred’s face.

“What do I do, Georgie?” Fred sighed. “I want to tell her, but what if she doesn’t feel the same?”

“Tell her at the wedding tonight. They’ll play a slow song, and you’ll ask her to dance, and then you’ll tell her. It’ll be perfect, trust me,” George ended, putting an arm around Fred.

“What if you’re wrong?” Fred asked, crossing his arms.

“Well, if I’m wrong, then the bloody world will end, because I’m never wrong,” George quipped with a grin.

“Ooh, I guess it’s time to kiss the world goodbye,” Fred retaliated with a smirk.


The wedding was beautiful and it was time for the reception. Everyone danced to the music that played and all was well.

You saw Fred and George standing off to the side and you quickly ran over to them.

“What are you two doing?! It’s a party! Come dance!” You shouted, yanking on both of them.

The twins exchanged a look before turning back to you.

“Actually,” George began. “I have to go-uh-check on something. But, Freddie here is completely and totally available.” George shoved Fred towards you, causing your bodies to be pressed up right against each other.

Fred’s cheeks began to turn red, and so did yours. He turned to glare at George, who gave him a wink and a thumbs up.

“Come on, be my dance partner, Freddie!” You smiled, taking his hand and leading him to the dance floor.


After an eternity of joyous party songs, the band finally played a sweet and slow song.

You looked up at Fred but quickly looked away as soon as you felt heat rise up your cheeks.

Fred jokingly cleared his throat and dramatically held out his hand, getting down on one knee.

“(Y/N), may I have this dance?” He said loudly, gazing up at you.

You let out a giggle. “Why, of course!” You responded, following his joke, and placing your hand in his.

He stood up and placed an arm around your waist as you wrapped yours around his neck.

Fred suddenly smiled.

“What’s so funny, Freddie,” you asked, a small smile growing on your face.

“Oh, nothing’s funny. I’m just remembering the first time we’ve done this,” he answered, pulling you slightly closer to him.

“At the Yule Ball. I remember that,” you grinned, reminiscing in the memory. “My date ditched me for that Slytherin girl and you swooped in like a hero.”

“God, I don’t know what you saw in that guy,
(Y/N)! He was so… How do I put this gently? Obnoxious.” Fred divulged.

“Oh, like you’re not obnoxious!” You teased.

“Well, yeah, but when I do it, it’s cute,” Fred responded with a smirk. You let out a laugh and placed your head on his chest.

“Yeah, that guy was a mistake.” You stated.

A smile grew on Fred’s face. He looked up and saw George across the room making kissy faces towards you and Fred.

“What if I had asked you to the ball?” Fred asked.

“That would have been magical,” you smiled to yourself.



The two of you quietly swayed to the music for a bit. Fred broke the silence after a few moments had passed.

“(Y/N)? Can I tell you something?” Fred began to summon up courage.

“Of course, Freddie. What is it?” You lifted your head off of his chest to look him in the eyes.

He felt his heart leap as your eyes locked. He cupped your face with his hands, not breaking eye contact.

“(Y/N), I-I’m in love you,” he stammered.

Your cheeks turned completely red, but a wide smile grew on your face. “Are you really?” You asked, trying to process everything.

“No, I’m Fred. But I really do love you.”

You let out a soft giggle. Fred’s hands moved from your face back to your waist as you placed a hand on his cheek.

“I-I love you, too, Fred.”

Fred let out a sigh of relief and pulled you into a tight embrace. Your arms were around his neck and he spun you around, making you laugh.

When you both pulled away, you locked eyes. Slowly, the two of you started to lean in. You could feel his breath on your skin as you got closer and closer. Your lips were about to touch before there was a loud crashing sound behind you, causing you both to stop. Fred quickly pulled you closer to him and away from the sound.

The crash was caused by a blue orb in the center of the room. Everyone was dead silent as they watched it.

“The Ministry has fallen…” the orb spoke. “The Minister of Magic is dead… They are coming… They are coming…”

The orb then disappeared and everyone began to panic.

That’s when it happened.

Death Eaters started crashing into the tent. They attacked the people, set the room on fire, and did anything they could to cause havoc.

People pushed and shoved to escape. You held on to Fred, making sure you didn’t lose him in the crowd.

“(Y/N), go! Get out of here, please!” Fred begged, taking out his wand to fight back.

“No! I’m not leaving with out you! You’ll be killed!” You cried, keeping a tight grip on his arm.

“Fred! Get out of here! Both of you!” Remus shouted to him.

“Keep her safe!” Remus looked at Fred and then you. Fred nodded and grabbed your hand.

“Wait! Dad!” You called out, but he couldn’t hear you.

Fred quickly apparated the two of you to his room in the burrow.

“I have to go back! I have to help him!” You began to make your way towards the door.

Fred grabbed your hand. “(Y/N), I told him I’d keep you safe. I can’t let you go out there,”

“Fred, let me go!”


“I can’t just let him die!” You cried. You slumped back down onto the floor, crying into your knees. Fred sat down in front of you, lifting your chin up so that you were facing him.

He wiped away the hot tears that streamed down your face, cupping your face in his hands.

You gazed into his eyes as he started to get closer to you. “Everything will be okay,” he murmured softly, resting his forehead against yours. He lifted your chin up once more and brought your face closer to his. You felt his breath against your face again before feeling his lips brush against yours.

Suddenly, your lips met. You placed a hand on his cheek, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. The kiss lasted for what seemed like an eternity. You both finally pulled away, gazing at each other for a moment.

“I love you, (Y/N),” Fred whispered.

“I love you, too, Freddie.”

“(Y/N)!” Said a sudden voice. Then, you recognized the voice.

“Dad…” you said quietly. You both ran out of the room. You ran down the stairs and immediately into your father’s arms.

“I’m so glad you’re safe,” Remus said, holding you close to him. “Thank you, Fred.”
Fred gave a respectful nod.

You pulled away from the hug, looked back at Fred, and smiled.

All was well.

~The End~
•Thank you for requesting!•


One of my own ideas once again. Joe isn’t that much involved in it but I wanted to focus on the relationship between Jack/the reader.

Jack laughed at his friend’s joke as they all stepped into his flat. “So where are we going tonight?” His ginger friend asked, sitting down on the couch, followed by the other boys. “Cirque LeSoir?” Oli suggested, earning some nods from the other boys. Jack hesitated for a minute before nodding as well. The flat was too empty and his roommate was supposed to be here. “Give me a minute.” Jack said to his friends before walking down the hallway to where her room was. He hesitated again before knocking softly. “Can I come in?” Jack called out, waiting for her answer. When he heard a soft mumble, he pushed the door open slowly.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Jack exclaimed as he walked further into the room, eyes darting his half asleep twin sister, an amused smiled on his face. “Fuck off!” Y/N said, barely above a whisper as she grabbed the pillow resting next to her, throwing it in his direction. Jack laughed at her action as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Get up, you lazy sod! We’re going out tonight.” Jack stated as he got up, opening her wardrobe. Y/N lifted herself up slowly, a frown on her face. “I’m not going.” She affirmed, rubbing her tired eyes. “Oh yes, you are.” Jack scoffed as he pulled out a silver dress, his eyebrows coming together in a frown. 

“There’s no way you’re wearing that, that’s basically see through.” He mumbled, putting the dress back in its place. “Jack, I don’t feel like moving right now.” Y/N whined, playing with the hem of her shirt. In fact, she didn’t want to do anything. “Oh come on, you’ve been saying that for the past 2 weeks!” Jack exclaimed, stopping to watch her. His serious glare softened as he watched the expression on her face. It broke his own heart to see like that. “Joe is coming.” Jack smirked, as he pulled out another dress, his frown bigger than the last time. “That’s way too short.” He admitted, putting the dress back again. “Stop judging my clothes!” Y/N yelled out in annoyance. “And do you really think that the fact that Joe is there will make me change my mind?” She questioned, eyes locked onto him as Jack sent her a look that said it all. After a minute, a smile finally appeared on her face. “Fine. Count me in.” She breathed out, trying to hide the growing smile on her lips.

Jack felt a warming feeling in his chest as he had been able to put a smile on her face. He put out a simply black dress from the wardrobe, resting it on the bed before walking closer to her, dropping a kiss to the top of her head. “Stop babysitting me.” Y/N teased, her own smirk growing. Jack simply rolled his eyes. “Anyway, take a shower, get dressed, put on whatever shit you put on your face. We’re leaving in an hour.” Jack ordered, stepping backwards out of the door. “Actually, you should really for it with makeup. You really need it right now.” Jack joked as Y/N’s eyes went wide at his banter. “Get the fuck out!” She ordered, containing her own laugh as she threw another pillow onto him.

Y/N was heartbroken, truly heartbroken. And it was the first time that Jack had seen her like that. She had been trying to get over it. But all that she seemed able to do was locking herself out from everything and everyone. Luckily there was this boy that was making her life better and she was glad to have him by her side. Jack had tried everything but she would just stay in bed, hoping that one day she would wake up and the feeling will be gone. But it didn’t work like that.

It was now hours later in the club. The boys were all dispatched everywhere, the music blasting through the walls. Joe and Jack were together though, the only thing they had been doing was keeping an eye on everyone, as they were the less drunk out of all of them. Jack suddenly frowned as he realized that he had lost sight of his twin sister and a wave of nerves flashed his body. “I’ll be right back.” Jack whispered into his best friend’s ear before walking further in the club, stepping between the drunk strangers. Joe frowned as he watched his friend walk away but quickly followed him, putting a hand on his shoulder, allowing Jack to turn around to watch him, a questioning look on his face. “Where are you going?” Joe asked, confused. Jack let out a sigh, trying to hide his sudden fear. If something happened to her, he would never forgive himself. “Y/N is gone.” The fake blonde boy stated, looking around the club. “I’m coming with you.” Joe affirmed, his own worry growing. He cared about her, a lot more than he probably should. The two friends exchanged a look before walking deeper into the crowded room together.  

A few minutes later, there was still no sight of her. Jack was slowly starting to panic. “Where the hell is she?!” Jack exclaimed over the last music, the worry growing. “Hey, mate. Calm down. Maybe she’s just outside.” Joe said, reassuring his friend. Jack stopped walking back and forth and considered the idea. The two friends searched for the closest exit door and got out of the club, the cold air hitting them. As soon as they did, Jack knew that something was wrong.

“Get off of me!” A familiar voice called out and Jack felt his heart shrink. He could recognize this voice in a million. Within a second, Jack was running to where the voice was coming, followed by Joe and his worry turned into anger at the sight in front of him. A stranger had her pressed against the wall, his hands gripping on her waist tightly as she was trying her best to get away from him. “Hey! Get away from her!” Jack snapped as he ran up to the man, pushing him away from her. Joe hurried to Y/N, checking if she was alright. “The boyfriend I presume.” The drunk stranger exclaimed, eyes locked with Jack’s. “Worse. The brother.” Jack affirmed, pushing him harshly again. The man was now laughing and it only pissed Jack more. The man reached out to Y/N again and this time, Jack couldn’t handle himself and connected his fist to the guy’s face. “Don’t fucking touch her.” He snapped again, the blood hot in his veins. The man looked between all of them before running off down the London streets.

“You didn’t have to hit him.” Y/N mumbled, walking closer to him. Joe had a protective hand on the small of her back. “Of course I had to! Who knows what would happened if I didn’t!” Jack snapped at his twin sister, the anger still floating in his system. “Chill out, mate. It’s not her fault.” Joe stated, trying to calm the situation but Jack sent him a look and he knew he didn’t have to try. “I knew I should have stayed home. This was a stupid idea.” She admitted, crossing her arms as a shiver ran down her spine. Joe, being the gentleman that he is, took off his jacket and wrapped it around her, giving her a small smile. “No, it wasn’t. You can’t just lock yourself in your room forever!” Jack said, his tone harsh on her. He knew yelling wasn’t the solution but he had to say it. He had to say what she needed to hear. “Stop breaking your own god damn heart and get over that boy. He couldn’t care less, so why should you?” Jack yelled out, referring to her recent break up. He knew she was hurting and it drove him nuts. A heavy silence fell between them and Jack quickly noticed the tears that she was trying to hold. Joe stood there, motionless, he was afraid to say anything in this situation but he was dying to.

Jack let out a long sigh before stepping closer to her. “I’m serious. He is so not worth it. You deserve so much better. Stop blaming yourself, he’s the idiot for letting a girl like you go.” Jack admitted, his look softening as a tear slid down her cheek. He put a gentle hand on her arm as her eyes were still locked onto the ground. “If you’re hurting, I’m hurting too.” Jack stated, wrapping an arm around her. “I know. Let’s just go home.” Y/N said, barely above a whisper as they started walking to where the car was. 

“Should I get back inside to check on the boys?” Joe suggested, hesitant. The siblings stopped walking. Y/N turned to face him, smiling gently over at him. “Please, stay.” She ordered, handing her hand out. Joe looked between her and Jack, who gave him a small nod. Joe stepped closer, taking her hand his, interlacing their fingers together as they went back to the twins flat.

She knew it would he hard and that it would take some time but she had the most amazing friends and the most amazing twin. She felt better with her other half by her side.

But just think about the state of things for the Ryder twins

Mom’s flat out dead and we don’t how old the twins were when she died. Dad’s absent and we don’t know how long it’s been like that. These two have only had one another as family for god knows how long. And as is with most twins they’ve been ‘Scott and Sara’ or 'the Ryder twins’ for as long as they can remember.

So you cannot tell me these two aren’t close, that there isn’t a backlog of texts and emails to each other years long on their phones from their time apart. You can’t tell me Sara didn’t send Scott pictures daily of every even-slightly cool Prothean thing the researchers found. Or that Scott wasn’t constantly emailing Sara about all the crazy shit that went down at the outpost.

So give me all of that sweet beautiful sibling relationship goodness Bioware, because you’re crazy if you try to tell me otherwise


So this is honestly without a doubt one of the best storylines that I ever came up with! I really love it and I hope you will as well, just let me know, i’d love to hear your feedback! xx

Jack knew how bad of an idea it was and how his twin sister was going to hate him but it was killing him. It was killing him to see the most important person to him being hurt. He cared about her too much to let her like that so he had done something that he was regretting already but it was too late to go back.

“What’s up?” Y/N replied through the phone as Jack was scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, looking around his almost empty flat. “Would you mind coming over the new apartment to help me with some stuff? I’m on my own and I’m having a little flat emergency.” Jack explained, nerves flashing through his body as he thought about his plan. “Yeah, sure. I’ll be here in 10.” Y/N stated before she hung up and Jack put his phone back in his pocket. He wasn’t lying about the flat ; he desperately needed someone to help him with the furniture but Y/N wasn’t the only person he had invited over.

And as she had said, Y/N was there about ten minutes later. She entered the flat, stepping between the different boxes to walk over to Jack and give him a quick hug. “Why do you look so anxious?” Y/N asked as soon as her eyes met his. “What? I’m not anxious. What are you on about?” Jack rambled and an amused smile grew on Y/N’s face. “I know everything about you. There’s no point denying it.” She admitted , taking her jacket off as she looked down to the mess that his new flat was. “Let’s get started, shall we.” She exclaimed, kneeling down next to the box to open it and grab the different items and wood plaques. Jack was relieved that he had changed the subject so quickly because he was nervous. And his nervousness suddenly grew as there was someone knocking on the door.

Y/N snapped her head up to Jack, sending him a questioning look and Jack simply shrugged as he made his way to the door, taking a deep breath before he finally opened it to face him. Jack moved to the side to let him in and he froze when his eyes felt on the person sat on the floor with a hammer in hand. “Y/N?” The dark blonde boy exclaimed, his jaw dropping as he wasn’t expected to see her either. “Joe?” She replied, the same expression on her face but it quickly changed as she send a furious look towards Jack who tried to smile at her but she got up. “So that was your plan, wasn’t it?! You bloody idiot!” Y/N snapped at her twin brother , the hammer pointed towards him. “Put that thing down, will you.” Jack ordered , feeling the guilt filling him as he watched her angry features. She let out a sigh in frustration and put the object down. “I’m sorry but I had to do something.” Jack admitted, looking awkwardly between Joe and her. And the silence that followed felt insanely heavy but Joe was quick to break it. “You know what, I think I should just go and come back later.” Joe offered as he was just about to walk out of the apartment again but was stopped by Jack’s grip. “No one is leaving!” Jack snapped, earning the two to look at him, surprise across their faces. “I’m sick of having to watch my twin and my best mate avoid each other so you are both staying and helping me out, whether you like it or not.” Jack said, firmly and left Joe and Y/N completely speechless and so they started helping him out, the three of them building his table in a complete awkward silence.

Joe and Y/N had been dating for two years but they had broke up a few weeks ago, the both of them not over it yet. Because in fact they were both heartbroken from this break up. They both had got very busy and when Joe had offered Y/N to move in, it hadn’t felt right. And they had decided to end things. The reason why Jack had invited the both of them over was because he wanted them back together, firstly because him and the whole group was so used of having them around that it felt too weird for them to be hanging out separately, but also because Jack had seen Y/N pretending to be okay too many times since it had happened and it was killing him. Joe was the same. The group had offered him to several night outs but he didn’t feel like going out. And they all knew why. He had to do something to help the both of them out. And he knew that by the end of the day, the two lovers would have to talk to each other.

After the table was finally built, Y/N got up without saying a word and let the window slide to the side to step on the balcony, grabbing onto the border as she took in a shaky breath. She let her eyes fall shut as a tear ran down her cheek. She couldn’t blame her brother for wanting her happiness because he knew exactly what she needed. She needed him. Y/N suddenly froze as she could his gaze on her and she wiped her cheek quickly ad listened to him stepping closer until he was next her, leaning on the border. The silence felt heavy again and full of unspoken words. 

“It was a mistake.” Joe said, barely above a whisper as he tilted his head to the side to watch her. “Bullshit.” Y/N scoffed, looking blankly towards the opposite building. Joe frowned at her words, confusion itched across his face. “That ‘if you love them, set them free’ thing is utter and complete bullshit.” She started and Joe’s face softened as the words came out of her mouth. He couldn’t look away from her. “If you love someone or even just like them, you should fight for how you feel and what you really want.” Y/N explained, all of her feelings finally waving off her shoulders by every word she spoke and she felt as if she couldn’t stop. And Joe’s eyes were now watching the same direction as her, knowing where she was going. “You can’t just sit back and let things go then expect that maybe it will all come back again because it is 'meant to be’. You are not meant to have something that you didn’t fight for.” Y/N finally finished as a voice crack escaped her throat. It went silent for another minute before Joe finally decided to open up as well. 

“I did fight for you. And I always will.” Joe said, sighing as he moved to face her properly and Y/N’s expression changed at his words. “You did?” She asked, surprised by his reply. And Joe looked down before meeting her glance and their eyes were clearly both filled with love. “I can’t even count the amount of unsent messages or the times where I was about to knock on your door.” Joe admitted, pouring his heart out to her. “I’ve even wrote you letters.” He said, trying to hide the smile forming on his lips at his silliness. And he felt his heart flinch as Y/N laughed at his comment. “I made a lot of mistakes in my life but my biggest one was letting you go and I can’t get around that.” Joe sighed again and when Y/N stepped closer, he felt his heartbeat increase. Even after all of this time, she still managed to drive him crazy. “Y/N, I love you and I still want you to move in with me.” Joe offered, his eyes full of hope as he brushed his fingers against her cheek. “I love you too.” She simply replied before closing the small distance between them, finally tasting his lips again after such a long time. Joe wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her body against his as their lips moved together. As Y/N pulled away, Joe pulled her into a hug, inhaling her scent and he suddenly felt like home again. They both took a step back when they heard someone clear their throat and Joe linked his hands in hers, not wanting to let go.

“You can say it, I did a great job.” Jack teased, a smirk forming on his lips as he was leaning on the window frame, watching the couple being reunited. “You didn’t do anything.” Y/N teased back, sending Jack one of those looks that only them could understand. And Joe kissed her forehead before moving away, slowly letting go of her hand as he walked back inside. Jack glanced over his shoulder, smiling to himself before stepping onto the balcony to join his sister. “Why all this?” Y/N asked, smiling as she watched her twin. “Because I knew how broken you were without him and your happiness is all I care about.” Jack admitted and smiled as Y/N wrapped her arms around his torso and he was quick to hug her back. “I don’t even how to thank you for this.” She mumbled against his chest and Jack dropped a kiss to the top of her head before pulling away. “Just help me to get this freaking flat sorted.” Jack said as he watched Joe almost trip over some of the items and he sighed. “Okay, let’s do it!” Y/N exclaimed before waking back inside, followed by Jack and he felt himself filled with his own happiness as he watched the couple exchange a smile and look that said it all. Seeing his other half being happy with her own other half made him bubble up inside. Simply because he loved her and they were linked to one another, not only by blood.

Because it’s not blood that makes you family, it’s love.

Mount Asgard - Canada

Mount Asgard is a twin peak, flat topped mountain in Nunavut, Canada. The mountain is named after Asgard, the realm of the Gods in Norse Mythology. 

The mountain was featured in the opening sequence of the James Bond film, The Spy Who Loved Me.


Request: could you write a fred weasley imagine where death eaters kidnap his girlfriend when fred is late to a date in order to get info from her and like 3 months later fred like hasn’t been sleeping and is a mess but he finally finds her and she’s been tortured and abused and stuff and he rescues her and it’s really angsty and fluffy?

Pairing: Fred Weasley/Reader

Warning(s): mentions of torture and starvation, but nothing too bad

Words: 1807

Notes: Sorry I deviated from the request a bit. This just made more sense to me. I hope it still meets your expectations! :)

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Stay In Your Lane ; 3

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: fluff, angst, trackstar!jungkook

Summary: Coming from a small neighborhood in Busan, you attend your dream school, Myungsoo University, in Seoul. As a lost first year, you underestimate yourself with the school’s track team. It’s more rigorous and painstaking than it seems, especially with the intimidating team captain, Jeon Jungkook.

Word Count: 6.4k

Parts: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven

“Umm, so when can I practice with the team?” you ask after your third week here at Myungsoo University. It’s the third Monday where you’re practicing one-on-one with Jungkook, and you’ve developed a disliking to this type of secluded training.You want to run with the team, run with Youngja and Youngmin!

Jungkook sighs, very aware that he knew you’d pop the question sooner or later.

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I’m just so happy for them. ;w; I need more bonding moments with these two.

(This is platonic.)