Can you list the Ron moments that the movie missed our changed?... or maybe give a link to a post which already has the list.
Okay, this is going to be done from memory so bear with me.
Ron offering to share his food with Harry from the moment they meet.
Ron teaching Harry how to play wizard’s chess (this is kind of in the film but not explicitly so I thought I’d include it.)
Staying over Christmas with Harry and trying to cheer him up after the mirror incidents (I think they did film a part of this but it was a deleted scene for some reason ??? why ???)
RON BEING THE CALM ONE DURING THE DEVIL’S SNARE SCENE NOT HERMIONE (’But there’s no wood!’ ‘Are you a witch or not?’)
Chamber of Secrets
Constantly defending Harry from Draco
The scene where Draco calls Hermione a mudblood and it was actually Ron who new what the term meant and explained it, not Hermione
Visiting Hermione in the hospital wing after she turns herself into a cat and bringing her all her homework that she missed
Ron going into a freaking forest full of spiders and tackling his biggest fear. Even though he was shaking the entire time and is so terrified he can’t even speak by the end of it and actually /throws up/ afterwards, he still went and did it because it needed to be done and he wasn’t about to let Harry go alone. (Okay so this was in the films but I really don’t think they actually captured the gravity of it, instead choosing to turn Ron into comic relief… Again.)
Being the one to go to the hospital wing so that Hermione will have someone with her so she’s not alone and to explain what happened when she wakes up
Prisoner of Azkaban
Actually being really concerned about Scabbers’ health and buying the rat tonic for him
Actual background to the Crooksanks v Scabbers business instead of just villainising Ron for the sake of making Hermione seem better
When he was literally woken up by Sirius holding a knife over his bed, who, as far as anyone knew then, was a mass murderer??? Why isn’t this talked about more ??
‘YOU ASKED A QUESTION AND SHE KNOWS THE ANSWER, WHY ASK IF YOU DON’T WANT TO BE TOLD?’
Noticing Hermione’s weird af schedule and being the only one to aCTUALLY CARE about where she was going and what she was doing
Literally fucking pushing Harry out of the way when they see Sirius in dog form (who they think is The Grim) and consequently getting a broken leg + dragged by his arm into the Whomping Willow
Awkwardly patting Hermione on the head after she apologises, instead of that weird hug thing they share in the films
Taking on Buckbeak’s appeal and dedicating so much time and effort into his case. Call this boy lazy or apathetic again I dare you.
Standing up on a BROKEN LEG to tell Sirius, who, again, was thought to be a MASS MURDERER, that ‘If you want to kill Harry you’ll have to kill us too!’ whilst Hermione stood frozen in the corner
Making peace with Crookshanks at the end of the book by holding Pigwidgeon up for him to check that he isn’t evil (I love Ron so much)
Goblet of Fire
‘We’ll pick you up on Sunday if you can come, and we’ll still pick you up on Sunday if you can’t’ (or something like that) when talking about the quidditch world cup
The background and reasoning behind the big fight with Harry (+the later argument they had where Harry threw the badge @ his head.)
The actual insecurity Ron suffered because of the dress robes, not just the comic relief side of it.
Helping Harry practice for the second and third tasks practically 24/7 (including letting Harry practice stunning on him!!! #dedication)
Getting Krum to sign his autograph + basically all of hIS HUGE CRUSH ON KRUM JFC
Just generally being there for Harry after Cedric even when Harry pushes him away
Order of the Phoenix
Again, just generally being there for Harry even when Harry is being an ass to him (+ the part where Ron desperately wants to tell him what’s going on but Hermione + all the adults insists that they can’t)
RON WEASLEY BECOMING A MOTHERFUCKING PREFECT
The year of quidditch which, although being an essential part of the book with the whole Umbridge arc, is not even MENTIONED in the film. Literally, it’s one of the only films that doesn’t feature quidditch yet it’s the book where I’d consider quidditch to be the most important.
Anyway, yes, quidditch. Ron getting a new broom and sneaking out to practice so he can try out for the team
HERMIONE KISSING HIM ON THE CHEEK FOR LUCK. I SCREAM.
Ron making it on the team and having very very very little confidence so he’s… quite terrible the first few matches.
The awful ‘Weasley is Our King’ song that Malfoy made and the Slytherins take to singing at. Every. Single. Match.
Ron gaining his confidence and destroying the other team at quidditch, during which, neither Harry or Hermione were actually there to witness it. And Ron is so happy and proud but when Harry and Hermione start talking about Grawp, instead of being petty and angry at them, he listens intently and tries to help
Always backing up Harry when Hermione is being slightly insufferable towards him and not really understanding of his needs. (e.g when she’s pressuring him to do better at occlumency and Ron tells her to back off)
The whole arc where Arthur gets injured and all the Weasleys are sat around the kitchen at Grimmauld place waiting for news + the parts in St Mungos (this was in the film a little but they really didn’t go into the effect it had on the Weasleys. Especially Ron and Ginny)
The miraculous plan they all come up with to get Harry into Umbridge’s office (which, admittedly, backfires, but hey. At least they tries) during which Ron plays a pivotal role, not just a struggling character in the background
Everything to do with the ministry tbh ??? From battling death eaters to the spell that makes him delirious to the brain almost suffocating him
Staying in the hospital wing with Hermione for the rest of the year and the scars all down his arms from where the brain attacked him
Half Blood Prince
When Hermione is talking about why girls find Harry attractive and Ron is all like ‘Look at me Hermione! I’m tall too! I have scars too!”
Backing up Harry when he answers Snape’s question about inferi compared to ghosts (”Well what Harry said was the most useful! If I’m going to face an inferi I’m going to be looking for if it’s transparent not asking ‘excuse me are you the imprint of a departed soul?’” or something similar. Get wrecked Snape.)
All of the quidditch moments in this book are golden.
That moment where Hermione super awkwardly asks Ron to Slughorn’s party and Harry is just in the background like,,, what an interesting plant
Ginny antagonising Ron about never having kissed anyone and the subsequent Lavender disaster that followed
Everything to do with Lavender tbh. Like, their whole relationship, not just the comic version in the movies
Ron’s getting poisoned actually being a really serious thing and all his family showing up at the hospital wing
Pretending to be asleep when Lavender comes to visit (Ron Weasley how dare you, your mother raised you better than this)
Okay, I really want to make a separate post about this but the whole Luna/Ron friendship in this one is gold
I feel like we as a fandom collectively forget this one but Ron and the rest of the DA fighting the death eaters with felix felicis whilst Harry is up the astronomy tower with Dumbledore
Holding Hermione at Dumbledore’s funeral ???? Honestly that’s all I need in life
RON ‘WE’RE WITH YOU WHATEVER HAPPENS’ WEASLEY VOWING TO ALWAYS BE AT HARRY’S SIDE INSTEAD OF SITTING IN THE BACKGROUND LIKE A STALE POTATO WHILST HARRY AND HERMIONE PLAN
Giving Harry the how to charm witches book and actively trying to start a relationship with Hermione
Comforting Hermione when she’s upset and not being awkward about it !!!! Character development (I’m seeing a parallel to the head pat in PoA, anyone else?)
Standing up to the Minister of Magic at the age of seventeen like. Honestly Ron Weasley is such a badass I love him
Literally giving up a life of comfort and security to go and live as a fugitive in order to help Harry
Pushing Hermione the fuck out of the way when they’re found by Death Eaters near Charlesbury !!! Like, this boy is so brave and self-sacrificing I’m going to cry
Falling asleep holding hands with Hermione @ Grimmauld place
The severity of his splinching after the ministry debacle
The very real concern for his sister and Harry + Hermione’s apparent apathy that triggers the fight between him and Harry, not some motive entirely brought about by jealousy as the movies suggest
Okay, not Ron, but the movies really didn’t capture just how unable Harry and Hermione became without him. They didn’t talk to each other, they didn’t communicate in any way for like 95% of his absence. They were literally unable to function without him I’m so sad.
Saving Harry’s life and, importantly, the conversation they had afterwards where Harry reassured him that his insecurities were unfounded. And the hug. Where was my hug,Yates? Where was it?
Ron once again assuming his role as the heart of the trio; making Harry laugh, keeping the spirits up, getting them to function again.
Malfoy Manor. Just. Malfoy Manor. “NO YOU CAN HAVE ME, TAKE ME!” “HERMIONE! HERMIONE!” Literally being so distressed and worried for Hermione that he OFFERED UP HIS OWN LIFE FOR HERS AND LOST THE ABILITY TO THINK RATIONALLY. CAn we just.
Even despite the mental anguish he’s going through, Ron still manages to come up with a solution for where Dobby should take them
Again, despite everything that’s happening around him, Ron does a near perfect imitation of Wormtail’s voice
Disarming Bellatrix fucking Lestrange
Managing to successfully apparate for the first time ever in a very high pressure situation in order to get Hermione to safety
Taking his shoes and socks off to lay on Dobby’s grave
Going back to Hogwarts and the reunion with the rest of his family; including Percy, which I really missed from the books
Literally like everything that happened during the battle of Hogwarts but especially:
“We’ve forgotten someone!” “Who?” “The house elves!” Like, guys, this is such a significant moment for his character and I understand completely why Hermione chooses this moment to kiss him
How wrecked he was after Fred’s death. Like, in the books Ron is actually there to witness it. He sees his brother die. I am Not okay.
Hermione having to physically restrain him because he wants to go and get revenge for Fred
Ron punching Draco in his slimy little face “And that’s the second time we’ve saved your life tonight you two-faced bastard!”
Offering to be the one to go to the shrieking shack ?? ALone ?? He says something like ‘Harry you can’t go un case they see you, wait here with Hermione, and I’ll take the cloak and-” when they all know it could be a suicide mission. I’m.
BREAKING VOLDEMORT’S SILENCING SPELL
I’m sorry let me just re-iterate: RONALD WEASLEY BROKE A SILENCING SPELL MADE BY ONE OF THE MOST POWERFUL WIZARDS TO EVER EXIST
Taking out Fenrir Greyback with Neville
Being the first to reach Harry after he defeated Voldemort, along with Hermione
Just the part where the trio go to Dumbledore’s office because I just. That’s such a nice and well rounded ending I’m going to cry
In the epilogue, practically everything about Ron is great but especially: “Don’t worry, it’s me, I’m famous”
I love Ron Weasley so much
The films do not do him justice
- Admin Kat
(Feel free to reblog this with anything I’ve missed!)
Anyone who’s followed me for a long time knows that I have… my issues with idol culture. I know this can possibly sound ironic considering I’m very popular here but at the end of the day I can’t help that so bear with me.
The reason I say “toxic” in the title (asides from being a strong word that immediately conveys a message) is because I’m addressing a specific subset of idol culture where people will vehemently defend someone’s horrible actions simply because they have a large following and/or pretend to care about topical issues like social justice and trans-rights (the latter being extremely important to my family, my friends, and recently myself).
It’s a shame because tumblr in general does seem at least somewhat more clued-in on how people abuse power (this ranges from world politcs to small corners of youtube), but this knowledge never seems to be applied to tumblr itself. There’s a cycle here, where someone is given disproportionate about of praise for arbitrary things (being a feminist, anti-nazi, or mildly funny, etc - all fine things on their own but hardly noteworthy), they get cocky and play into the role more, then start abusing others (doxxing, harassment, etc, usually of minors ironically enough).
This is partly why “funnymen” being outed as legitimate perverts and pedophiles is becoming increasingly common (or, at best, don’t believe the stuff they pedal out). Ultimately, it’s the person in question’s fault for being a scumbag of course, but tumblr’s unnecessary idolization of people who simply don’t deserve it has a large impact on what these people think they can get away with.
A large reason why this seems to happen is because nobody here seems to want to ask questions. A perfect example of this is when I receive messages warning me about an OP of a post being disgusting in some way, but when I investigate it turns out to be false.
However, it’s hard to fault anyone particularly for being a little bit gullible because ultimately we all want to be part of something. We all want to be liked, loved, and acknowledged. Asking questions, or otherwise being “difficult” can harm this so sometimes one might feel safer by saying “ok i’ll delete the post” rather than “can you show me some proof?”
It’s also a shame because, memes asides, tumblr is a pretty enjoyable website. At the moment of writing, there isn’t anything quite like it, but the experience is marred by people (andtheir imitators, especially) looking for cheap notes by exploiting serious political issues, where it is nearly impossible to say anything outside of ineffective self-indulgent feelgood “activism” without someone aggressively hating you for it.
For a website that houses a lot of people who claim to want to protect minors/transfolk/etc, there’s a startling neglect of how these people can be taken advantage of by the very same blogs that claim to help them. Anyone on this website can say anything but to actually practice what you preach is an entirely different story.
Interestingly, this is why you get certain “Hellsite” moments like someone complaining about getting hate after telling someone to kill themselves, or people posting things like “just be nice but also fuck [inoffensive group of people]”. Anyone who’s followed my blog for a while (or even just pays attention a little) know that this is hardly a rare occurrence. I think the term for this ‘cognitive dissonance’. This stuff makes good joke fodder, but it’s pretty sad that this stuff happens in the first place.
Toxic idol culture isn’t contained to just social justice circles either. Even opposite groups have become victim of this (maybe they always have, in retrospect). You may know that an ex-friend of mine recently shared suggestive photos of a 16 year old. Long story short, me and a lot of others were uncomfortable with this and promptly dropped them but I was mortified at how many anti-sjws came out in this dude’s defense over something that can only be considered
predatory and creepy. The person in question used tumblr’s liberal usage of bold accusations to wave-off what he had done, and his followers ate it up. It served as a important reminder that you can essentially get away with anything, as long as you have a significant follower count and frame your dissenters in a harsh, unrealistic light.
To anyone that defended/defends this guy, you should be ashamed of yourselves.
Some are not above co-opting important social justice issues for internet points. A lot of time, it’s merely an avenue for them to be the very bullies they once hated but since it’s masked, the bullying is often ignored or encouraged. It’s easy to call someone a transphobe for an arbitrary reason, but it takes a considerable amount of effort to actually help a trans person in need. We should be doing more to support people who do the latter, rather than the former.
Anyway, the point of this post isn’t to make you paranoid, or to hate anyone
with more than 3k followers (popular blogs make easy enough targets for
hate anyway), but just to be a little more cautious and a
little more critical of these kinds of people (who will inevitably get mad at this post and make passive-aggressive vagueposts about anyone who agrees), and to generally stop glorifying
hateful blogs who’s main shtick is attacking people.
I realize, in the grand scheme of things like social justice and such, this is a small slice of the pie, but this is definitely something that needs to be thought about more.
I think this is the third time I posted this. It keeps on getting deleted for some reason so i’m sorry if it’s popping in and out of your dashboard.
Request: Can you make a young Sirius x reader smut? Like he wants some attention and that’s what he gets
WARNING: sexual themes, rough
Time had passed by quite fast and (Y/n) have been unaware of this. She had been studying for hours upon hours, her mind completely immersed in every lesson and chapter. She was normally not this studious and would rather read other books, preferably something intriguing and not the names of every plant that could heal a doxy’s bite if it weren’t for her N.E.W.T.S.
(Y/n) took a deep breath and was about to flip to the next page when she heard loud voices coming from the doorway.
“Got it from a muggle store! I told them I wanted one of those black dragonskin jackets and no questions asked and voila, they gave it to me!” Sirius bragged loudly to his housemates who were all awed. He straightened his brand new leather jacket and ran his fingers through his hair, making the ladies squeal, but he had one girl in mind.
He approached you from behind the couch where you sat, resting his chin on your shoulder before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Hello, love. Haven’t seen you all day,” he smiled, “What’re you reading?”
“Healing herbs,” (Y/n) replied.
Sirius immediately picked up the humorless tone in your voice and so he brushed the back of his fingers on your cheek, gently turning your face to meet his eyes.
“But you’ve been studying all the day. I missed you.” He tucked your hair affectionately behind your ear.
“I know, sweetheart. I just need to study for the exams.”
Sirius tilted his head, something that made your heart melt and swell.
“Maybe you should read someplace else, mm? So you could um…concentrate better?” His voice lowered, thick with lust but (Y/n) did not notice.
The common room was now full of other students, loudly chattering, so it was no longer a quiet place to study. Maybe Sirius has a point. Oblivious to his intentions, (Y/n) smiled and nodded.
A different scenery might just help a lot and to be with Sirius would certainly help her study better since he was great in almost every class. She closed her book while Sirius followed her from behind, eyeing her short skirt as she climbs up the stairs to their dormitory.
He closed the door gently, locking it with a spell. (Y/n) sat down on one of the beds and opened her book to where she left off but Sirius had a different idea in mind.
He transformed himself into his animagus form, a large black dog with his neck tie as a red collar, before walking up to the bed where you sat. He sniffed your socks and began to tickle your toes with his nose.
“Sirius! Tsk, no!” You pulled away, tucking your legs to your chest. “I’m not in the mood.”
The dog whined and hopped onto the bed, continuously sniffing you and licking your hands but seeing as you were definitely not giving up easily, he took the book from you and dashed under the bed.
“Sirius! Get back here! I am not playing games!”
This only made him happier so he wagged his tail and ran around the room while you chased him. It went for a few minutes with you casting spells and charms to make him stop but he was quicker. After a few hexes, however, you managed to knock him out. He slowly transformed back into his human form, his back against the wall with your book between his teeth.
You took it from him and he smirked once more, “Still gonna study, love?”
With a shake of your head, you replied to him and gave a sigh, “I believe not. I won’t be able to pay attention anymore.”
“Then have it on me.”
He kissed you deeply and pulled you against his chest, his hands on your waist. You kissed him back with the equal amount of adoration and pure lust, tasting him, feeling him. His tongue began to lick your lips and even felt brave enough to slide inside your mouth, coaxing your tongue to come out and play. You moaned softly against his hardening length before whispering close to his ear.
“Was this your plan all along? To distract me?” You teased, “ Because if it is…”
You wrapped your hand around his neck tie, pulling him close before licking a long stripe from his jaw to the shell of his ear.
“You’ve been a very bad dog.”
Sirius was beyond aroused. His cock stiffened and he could not contain it any longer. He needed attention and you were going to give it to him whether you liked it or not. He did not need anymore teasing. He wanted the main event, the highlight, the damn fucking main dish.
He swiftly removed his jacket and shirt, revealing his toned chest before ripping away your blouse, leaving it as a torn piece of fabric lying on the floor. You immediately jumped and he caught you by the thighs, continuing his hot kisses on your throat. He nipped your skin softly, leaving you moaning and grinding against his hard on.
“Mm, I feel you, love. So sweet.”
He skillfully unhooked your bra and had you pressed against the wall, his mouth now trailing down from your collarbone to the top of your breasts. He began to suck on your skin, marking you as his own, leaving hickeys behind. They would surely stay for days just like last time but at this point, you were sure that everybody knows who they belong to. He gave you a quick peck and moved to your nipples, sucking it into his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue while his other hand groped your other breast, making you moan louder.
“A-Ah, Sirius…T-That feels…good,”
“Come on, sweetheart. Onto the bed,“
He commanded. You headed towards the nearest bed and laid down, sprawled out on the sheets with heaving breaths. Sirius crawled on top of you slowly like a hungry predator approaching its prey, his eyes staring back at you. It sent shivers down your spine to see him so primal and wild but it also excited you as you have never seen him like this before. He hovered above you and tugged your skirt down, removing it completely. His eyes landed on your panties and the wet spot that had now formed on the cloth.
“Is that for me, darling?”
“Mm, love it when you say my name,” He knelt down between your legs and spread them apart. “I would love it more if you screamed it.”
He quickly removed your panties and dove into your womanhood, tasting the juices that trickled down. Your hand automatically went to his hair, grabbing a fistful. His fingers moved to your opening, his thumb pressing into your clit in such a way that made you writhe beneath his merciless tongue and fingers.
“Oh, Sirius! Mm…”
He licked up and down slowly, making sure you enjoy every second he dragged his tongue across your folds. You were already soaking by the time he stuck two of his fingers inside you, you gripping the sheets hard. He kept his pace quick and fast, allowing them to slide in and out of you easily until you were nearing your climax. That’s when he had to stop and kiss your lips to taste you once more.
“Please don’t tease me anymore. I want you so bad.”
You did not need to say it again. Sirius removed his pants and boxers and pumped his thick cock in front of you. You couldn’t help but admire the way he bit his lip as he pleasured himself before slicking your folds with his pre-cum. He gently pushed in, savoring every inch that entered your tight cavern, moaning so quietly until he bottomed out. He pulled all the way and thrusted back once more, creating a slow rhythm that had you wrapping your legs around his waist.
“Ugh, so tight, m’ dear! Feels so fucking good. And it’s all for me.”
He growled. He rested his elbows on the mattress and started increasing his speed. He thrusted hard and fast, driven to feel the need to you make come. You were his princess, his queen, and his goddess and deserved nothing but the best. The bed began to squeak and scratch the floor, no doubt leaving behind marks. He was slamming himself inside you and could not care less of the damage the two of you caused in the room. You were entrapped in this moment of intense pleasure and passion the man you loved.
After a few more minutes, Sirius pulled out and carried you to the top of the bed where you were close to the wall.
“Come on, baby. I want you on your hands and knees,”
You sat up and positioned yourself before him, your arse in front of him.
“So nice for me, love. That’s a good girl.”
He slid back inside you and continued thrusting, his pace quicker than ever. He soon began to hit your g-spot and it was at this moment, you were already moaning and screaming. Your insides were clenching onto him tight as you were pushed near your climax.
“Ahh! S-Sirius! Oh my God,” you screamed, “A-Ah! I’m so close!”
“Oh, love. Yes! Do it for me, baby. Come for me. Doing so well!”
He gave your arse a loud smack before draining thick spurts of his cum inside you while you released as well. It was the best climax you’ve ever had and even though you were not his first, Sirius admitted that no one had ever made him cum that much. He panted heavily as though he ran for miles before pulling out and lying beside you.
“That was…amazing,” He smiled, pulling a blanket and covering the two of you.
“Mm, I enjoyed it.” You replied, giggling. You scooted close to him and rested your head on his chest, your fingers tracing circles on his skin. He yawned wide and kissed your forehead softly.
“I promise you we’ll study tomorrow. No more distractions.”
The two of you soon fell fast asleep, all safe and sound.
“Blimey, Padfoot, you could’ve at least had the decency to clean up. All your clothes are on my bed,” James scolded.
“And my lamp’s broken! Even the drawers are a mess!” Peter complained.
“Trust me, boys, both of you have the least damage,” Remus sighed and wiped his face with his hand frustratedly. “At least you don’t have scratches on your walls and floors.”
“What can I say? We study hard,” Sirius replied with a grin.
Somehow you found it funny because everyone had warned you about dating
a celebrity and he was. He was that exactly; a celebrity. He was a proper
celebrity with proper fans and before he was your boyfriend, everyone warned
you the danger of dating Jay Park but you were stubborn. In some ways when you
think about it now, it was good that you were stubborn because loving Jay was
the greatest thing you have done, loving Jay was easy and simple.
That was until it was no longer that.
There was always that, the familiar tone of ‘I told you so’ whenever
people asked you about Jay nowadays but it was never that for you. They warned
you of all the girls he were always with, all those songs he crooned and all
the raunchy lyrics he wrote. It was never that with Park Jae-beom.
He was a man; a complete gentleman.
He made you happy, and when you met him it felt like forever since
you’ve been happy. You were in your mid-twenties, young and beautiful. Your
face reeked with youth and your smile never losing its ‘breath of fresh air’
but life as someone in mid-twenties was hard. You were trying to find yourself
and you were trying to make a name for yourself. You were filled with passion
and spirit to carve your name in the world and who would be more attractive at
that age than a 30 years old CEO, who was filled with confident, youth,
composure and security.
I would like to say something about the deleting spree that’s happening lately on tumblr.Because of all the reports that were sent against hallow-sims for no apparent reason ,tumblr blacklisted their website.It’s really not their fault that some devious people decided to send reports against them , imagine there is someone who just doesnt want you to be around and does everything in their power to have you gone so the final result of their actions is to make tumblr to blacklist you. They didnt do anything wrong , they were just another blog sharing content for us.It saddens me to see this happening because they really dont deserve it and they dont have any fault in what’s happening. From now on tumblr will delete any blog that’s posting links to their website.Reblogging and anything else wont get your blog deleted.Just dont write the whole name of the website with the www. They are really sorry and they never wanted any of this to happen , they tried contacting tumblr about this matter , they sent many messages to tumblr support but they ignore and never reply. Please , dont blame them , they as creators tried only to bring nice cc for the community , for all of us so we can enjoy our games more.This could happen to any of us and unfortunatly we cant control the actions of other ppl. I hope you understand and i hope this can teach us a lesson to be more kind to each other and stop the hatred.They suffered enough and i hope no more people will go through the same hell and i dont wish it to anyone. Thank you for reading
Okay so I’m having to post this again because I was going through my page and for some reason this piece got deleted! Dunno how! Anyway, there’s a part two to this and it just doesn’t make sense without the first!
Y/N loves flying out to see Harry. She loves hearing the enthusiasm in his voice when she tells him her vacation’s been approved at work. She loves when Harry picks her up from airports, holding up the cutest handmade sign that reads ‘Y/N!!(:’. Especially because he draws happy faces, or hearts, or loads of x’s, and goes overboard with exclamation points sometimes. She loves hearing Harry go on and on about the town(or city) he’s in at the time. Loves it when he talks about the locations that are popular, as if he really is all familiar, when in reality he’s only just gotten there himself a day prior and hadn’t even heard of the place before then. It makes her think that maybe he lays awake at night, before her arrival, studying these places, just so he can tell her all about them. She loves going out to sight see with him, wonderful spots she’s never even dreamt of visiting. She really loves hanging out with the boys and the crew, and engaging with fans when they come up to Harry, or Liam, or Louis, or Niall. More than anything though, she loves spending time with Harry.
This time it’s different though, and if she’s being honest, she’s feeling a tad nervous. Well, that might be an understatement.
Harry’s quite excited though. It’s been a while since he’s seen his best friend. Sure, he’s constantly phoning her, or messaging her, but it’s not the same. So when he sees her with her luggage, the escalator moving too slow for his liking, he smiles wide in adoration. Definitely not the same.
But here he is, his hair short and slicked messily to the side. With a sign that reads 'Y/N ♡ (:’, just like
she has missed. And as soon as she steps off the escalator, she drops her bags with a thud and Harry’s striding towards her, arms open.
“Missed you, kitten.” He smiles into her hair, inhaling the refreshing yet familiar scent of vanilla.
It’s quite easy for Harry to pick her up and spin her then, and she gives a small squeak, but laughs anyway.
“Been missing you since you left, you big movie star, you.”
And her voice is music to his ears, can never get enough. It’s why their conversations always go into the wee hours of the morning.
Harry sets her back down, gently, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “M'still the same ole lad that liked to work at a bakery.” Harry never really does change. Always been so humble. “Hey! Did y'know-”
“That you used to work at a bakery!” Y/N joins in, and they finish the sentence together. “I might’ve heard something about that, yes.”
They both chuckle before Harry takes her suitcase handle in his hand, “lemme help you with these, love.”
“How was the trip?” Harry questions, leading the way out.
Y/N hasn’t really known anything but quiet airports when it comes to visiting Harry. Always been best to arrive at night so the possibilities of getting swarmed are to a minimum.
“Slept a lot. Got a bit of work done-”
“You never really understood what a vacation was,” Harry chuckles. And it’s quite true. She can never really not do anything, and in that aspect, Harry and Y/N are much alike. But that’s why she likes vacationing with Harry, he’s able to distract her and really help her relax.
“That’s why m'here, darlin’.” She retorts, “anyway. It was sort of weird, too. Couple of people came up to me, no idea who they were, and asked about ya.”
Harry raises an eyebrow at this.
“Mhm-” she hums. By this time, he’s loading her belongings into the back of a rental, before opening the passenger door for her, “one guy even asked for a picture with me.”
Harry makes his way around the front of the car, jumping so into the driver’s seat.
“S'now y'think you’re all high an’ mighty?” He teases, giving her a smirk and putting the car in drive.
“Don’t worry, you’ll always be my number one,” Y/N giggles, patting his hand set on the arm rest.
Harry nods and laughs in amusement, “m'just glad you’re here, poppet. M'excited for you to meet everyone.”
“Me too,” she answers, unsure.
And if it were anyone else, she might’ve gotten away with that, but it’s Harry, and Harry knows her too well, so he takes her hand in his and gently squeezes it, smiling a reassuring smile “they’re gonna love ya’.”
And just like she predicted, Harry’s making sure to note places he’s either read about or has been to on their way to the hotel. The pub he and his cast mates went to on a day off, restaurant they celebrated a crew member’s birthday, park he likes to take a run through.
But Y/N still can’t help the uneasiness that creeps back up, because when she visited Harry on tours, she knew mostly everyone. Even when Harry wasn’t around because he was rehearsing, or in wardrobe, or performing, she still had Lou and Lux, sometimes Gemma and Meredith. But now, she’s not going to know anyone but Harry, and that’s a little scary when she thinks about it. Who is she going to talk to when Harry’s on set. She really doesn’t want to come off as a loner. And she’s naturally super shy, so she doesn’t want his cast ages to think she’s stuck up either.
“Here we are,” Harry’s voice cuts through her thoughts, “you’ll be sleeping in the room next to mine. S'got a door that connects 'em, so I’ll be a step away.”
Harry’s always been so considerate with her, to the point where it feels like she’s being babied. But she doesn’t mind, cos he tells her he’s just being cautious. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to her, and she knows, he’s always been real protective.
“S'that mean I can come over to yours?” Y/N doesn’t mean to sound like a child. Usually the first night in a foreign city she spends in Harry’s room. They’ll be watching movies or just talking until Y/N is more at ease, and eventually he’ll get her to sleep. She always tells him she’ll try her best not to bother him, but she can’t think of anything better than cuddling up to Harry. And Harry assures her he doesn’t mind. Not at all. He’s always said he sleeps much better when he’s got someone to cuddle.
“Door’s gonna be wide open-” he smiles, pushing his floor number button with his thumb once inside the lift, “-figuratively, o'course.”
Y/N smiles at him, her way of saying 'thank you’, before she yawns and rubs at her eyes.
When the lift comes to a halt, Harry helps a now very sleepy Y/N out, leading the way with the palm of his hand on her back. Times likes these he’s got to make sure his steps are shorter, wouldn’t want to hurry her up. He slides the keycard and opens her suite door, setting her belongings down next to the TV stand.
“Up you go,” he whispers now, noticing how droopy her eyes have gotten.
He pulls the covers back, letting her slip under before he’s taking off her sneakers and settling her into bed. The upside in having her arrive at night is that she always wears bed time clothes to ensure she’s comfortable.
“I’ll make sure to wake you for brekkie. G'nite, kitten.”
With a light kiss to her temple, Harry makes his way next door into his own room. A room that feels just a little empty now for some reason. And Harry stands here in the dark, a feeling of relief washing over him as he runs his fingers through his hair. He slips off his boots, then his shirt, and lastly his pants before deciding on a warm shower, excited that tomorrow, Harry will finally be able to introduce to everyone the girl he’s been going on about for a while now.
Harry wakes up to a slight stream of light coming in through the curtains, a hand instinctively feeling the spot next to him, in hopes that it wouldn’t be empty, but when he feels nothing but cool sheets, he can’t ignore the feeling of disappointment in the pit of his stomach.
One thing Harry always counted on is Y/N’s body next to him. Doesn’t matter whether she’s cuddled up to him, arm flung across his torso and face buried in his neck, or if she’s a ball of limbs sleeping inches away from him, hair laid messily against white sheets. He finds comfort in the way she breathes, her hands mindlessly reaching over to him to touch him, any part of him. That’s why she’s his favourite to cuddle. Let’s him move her around any which way he wants, and only nuzzles into him closer. When it’s hot, she settles for Harry’s arm around and under her neck, slung lazy on her shoulder, her head on his chest. When it’s cold, she lets him spoon her, his torso warm against her back, arms locked around her waist and their legs tangled. Sometimes he rubs her tummy, too. Knows she likes it when he rubs her tummy. It’s why he prefers it when it’s cold.
“Morning sunshine!” And just like that, a smile creeps over him as he looks over at Y/N make her way to the edge of his bed laying out his clothes on top, “completely knocked out last night. Woke up real early! I’ve picked out your outfit! Now let’s get going before you’re late!”
Y/N’s not sure what got into her. The sudden confidence seems to have her over excited now, giddy and in a hurry to get to Harry’s work.
“Woah! Whas’ gotten into yeh?”
Y/N knows the drill the second Harry sits up and reaches for the cover, so she turns around and stares at the wall so he can change.
She shrugs, “figured I should make the most of it. S'not everyday I get to hang out with famous people!”
“Ayeeee! S'not nice!” Harry would be offended if he had an ego, but it really only reminds him that Y/N doesn’t care that he’s Harry Styles.
“M'joking!” She turns around after hearing the sound of a zipper being pulled up.
Harry gives her a playful glare before sliding his shirt over his head and his arms, tugging at the bottom and stretching it down. He looks at her through the bathroom mirror, talking to her about the people he’s been spending time with as he washes his face and brushes his teeth.
Minutes later, they’re out for breakfast before heading to set.
Y/N’s having a grand time. She honestly doesn’t know why she was so worried. Everyone’s been so lovely to her. She was timid at first yeah, practically clinging to Harry when they arrived. But when he was taken to get into costume and she was left alone, a few of his cast mates approach her, making small talk before excusing themselves. She’s observing, watching everyone scrambling around to their positions when one of the crew ladies offers her a donut, and she doesn’t want to be rude and not take one, so she does, and boy is she glad she did. Because at that moment, a guy clad in a soldier costume, his face covered with what she’s assuming is mud, reaches for the last glazed just when she’s about to grab it.
He apologises and hands it over to her, claiming he likes the chocolate ones better anyway. He politely introduces himself, jokingly tipping his imaginary hat. Fionn is his name, and she remembers him from a few of the first leaked pictures of Harry on the set. He asks her name, and when she tells him, he hmm’s knowingly and says “so you’re the famous Y/N” before taking another bite of his donut.
Y/N’s not sure how long they’ve been talking for, all she knows is that her face is starting to hurt from so much smiling. The sound of a train whistle brings her back, and she looks up to see Harry looking back at them, a look on his face that she can’t make out. She waves at him, a huge smile on her face because she’s finally here, looking at her very handsome best friend in action, and he doesn’t wave back, rather keeps his stare stern before tucking his body back into the locomotive, causing her smile to fade.
- Now there aren’t many receipts about this and I tried to find more but I couldn’t. He apparently was abusive towards his ex gf. She deleted her account, though, so the only Proof there is is this: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C1HzHoCUUAASNvX.jpg
I had some thoughts about the borg. I wrote it in a post awhile back which I deleted for good reasons, but I thought I’d repost the idea:
That the borg started out as just nanites.
They were technology created specifically to help a
species, it doesn’t even matter which one. They were a medical tool that were
inserted into the body to heal and help it. Their mission was just a single
directive: “Fix what is wrong with this body”.
Then they, like any other budding life form, evolved.
They became more aggressive, took over the bodies they were supposed to help
more and more. Their view of what was “wrong” with the bodies changed - as
the nanites became more intelligent, they also started to view humanoid bodies
as pretty frail in comparison to technology. Instead of just helping heal a
body to a natural, or previous state they started to strive for perfection.
Here and there they started to replace frail humanoid
veins, cartilage and even organs with the material from their own metal bodies.
It was after all superior to the humanoids original structure. The bodies could be improved. Made more efficient.
When the recipients of the nanites resisted the
increasingly aggressive changes, the resistance in itself became a fault that
must be corrected. So the nanites started controlling the mind itself.
“Resistance is futile”.
First they just tinkered with their minds to make the humanoid
more compliant. Restructuring their neural pathways just a bit. But then they started to view all the expressions of
individuality as something that stood in the way of perfection.
Nanites were already a species built on the
cooperation of millions for a single goal. It would be natural to assume this is the structure they would continue to operate within. So as they took over the bodies completely they used them as they
would any other nanite: they treated them like separate parts in a big whole. Which was
made possible by creating a link between every body.
Together the nanite controlled bodies could find more
humanoids to “Fix”. Which meant joining them to this new collective of
minds. Each individual would add to the intelligence and knowledge of the
nanites, furthering their goal of being able to perfect the flawed humanoid.
So, I wanted to do this post because I know there’s a lot of fans who tend to be like “oh PR isn’t real it doesn’t happen” and that’s kinda naive of them. I’m gonna be kinda vague about my job because I need to protect my identity and who I work for… BUT I do work with a company that does deal with PR. I don’t do the stunts, my job is pretty much office work, but of course I witness shit go down. I won’t be making my blog about this because, tbh, this is my escape from the real world and I like being anon. But since I’ve seen a lot of people trying to foolishly deny that PR happens - especially with acts of today - I want to point out to you some PR stunts that have happened right before your very eyes and you may not have even known. I’m not asking you to believe me, you make your decision. I’m just letting you know what I know and maybe shed a little light.
Fandoms such as the 5SOSFam, Directioners, Harmonizers, Beliebers and Selenators can sometimes (but not all of them or all the time) be in denial of PR. So, I’m just gonna mention some PR stunts that have happened. I may link some sources for you or just let you Google it, I’m not gonna put too much work into this because… well I kinda have other shit to do lol but hopefully you’ll get the idea from here and if you want to dig deeper, then this is your starting point.
Before I list the PR stunts I am aware of, I wanna say that celebs normally hate PR stunts. 9/10 times they wanna just do their job that they signed up for (singing, acting, whatever) and interact with fans. But to be able to sell and promote, they need to be in the media’s eye and it’s the dirty bit of the job nobody likes to do. I mean, glorifying a life that isn’t really yours? Yeah, it sucks, but the way the world works, your management and Public Relations team need to do what they can and if you wanna be famous, you gotta comply.
What is the purpose of PR?
Okay, so there’s lots of areas for PR, but the purpose of PR stunts (fake relationships, fake friendships, fake feuds, etc.) are mainly for entertainment purposes and for the media to feed off. It’s a story that tabloids can write about, teen mags can swoon over,etc. It promotes said celebrity and their work without even having to mention it. For example, maybe Michael Clifford from 5 Seconds of Summer is in a PR relationship. And maybe the PR stunts happen around the time that something is coming up for the band. A clear example is right now, his relationship is getting attention on socials and media outlets are now covering that (such as MTV putting them in their Valentine’s Snapchat Story). It gets you subconsciously thinking about them all the time. And oh, what are 5SOS doing right now? Well 1. they are in the studio with a single on the horizon (wait for it…) and 2. have a festival tour? Hmm. Anyway, I’m not going to get into Mystal because that’s another story, but check out @exposing-the-fakes for more info on that. She’s friends with 5SOS and has a lot of tea which she spills and sooner rather than later it comes true.
A list of PR stunts
Here is a list of PR stunts. I don’t have time to go into detail, but you can Google it and something will more than likely come up. Also, I do not claim to work with any of these stunts. I will not mention stunts I have any connections with because TECHNICALLY I just tend to general office shit but I work for a company who do this kind of shit.
Of course, there are so many more than that, these are just some prime examples. There are other kind of PR stunts which aren’t fake, they’re just weird shit that happens such as the Gaga meat dress, Justin Timberlake’s Cry Me A River, Britney and Madonna’s kiss, Janet Jackson’s nip slip, the list goes on.
I used @exposingsmg for most of my sources because they explain things in a way that’s pretty easy for anyone to understand and it’s all quite tightwrapped, meaning everything you need to know is in the posts. They are a great blog to get reading, but if you want to find other sources, you just need to do your research. A lot of people in the media enjoy reading their posts because most of us know it’s true and they do a great job in summaries.
So, yeah, that’s a little insight for you. I don’t intend on posting anymore and the sole reason I shared this with you is because a lot of people just try and deny the fact that it exists. PR stunts exist, most of Hollywood is a PR stunt.Don’t believe it all. More often than not the celebrity hates doing it. But don’t comment on their socials saying it’s PR because 1. some companies will get your account suspended or delete your comments/mark you for spam 2. sometimes it isn’t PR 3. they know if it’s PR or not and don’t need you going “THIS IS PR OVER HERE!!!” just let it happen and discuss it elsewhere like a blog, forum, or whatever the fuck. Just let them do their job.
I’m outta here. Believe what you want. Not causing drama, just explaining. Don’t ask me to explain each PR stunt because I do not have the full details to hand but you can find it. I’m not able to confirm or deny anything else, I don’t want to cause drama, add fuel to the fire or make my blog an “expose” account. Just merely letting you use the info I can give you. And don’t assume that PR doesn’t happen because it does lol.
Happy New Year!! (To those of you who inexplicably continued to follow this blog despite the fact that my posting rate has trickled off quite badly.) I’m still reading and bookmarking and loving a substantial number of fics, but I’m afraid I haven’t made the time to sit down for thorough re-reads with an eye toward writing up full recs that would do them justice.
So, in an attempt to make up for this terrible neglect, I’ve gathered together a list of some (not all, of course!) of the Sterek fics I’ve enjoyed over the past year. Hopefully I’ll be able to set aside more time in 2015 to write about these in detail, as well as other wonderful fics that you may or may not have already discovered.
Despite everything that’s happened with the show and fandom in recent months, there are an astonishing number of creative, beautifully-written fics still being produced. Sterek will always be the OTP of my heart, and it’s amazing to see all the ways their story twists and turns in each talented author’s hands. I look forward to seeing what 2015 brings.
This fic. Oh my goodness, this fic. I wish I had more space right now to express the ways it hit every chord in my heart, bringing back fond memories from my very earliest fic-reading days (~17 years ago). It is, quite simply, a beautiful novel. And, to my surprise, it didn’t rip my heart out, even though I anxiously read it as a WIP, holding my breath and expecting the worst around every corner. It’s well worth the ride.
Speaking of authors who do make a habit of ripping your heart out through your throat and somehow making you love the process…this was another lovely surprise. It’s remarkably sweet, considering both the author and the setting. It’s also a road trip fic, which is one of my not-so-hidden weaknesses. Put these two in a car for weeks on end and have them talk and fall in love, and I am hooked. Add in DevilDoll’s impeccable characterizations and unerring emotional honesty, and you have an unforgettable experience.
I actually did write a full rec for this one, but I’m including it again because it meant so much to me. I think it’s possible that some Sterek fans skimmed over the description and the pre-slash rating and assumed it wasn’t actually about their relationship. While it is an Allison-centric fic (part of what makes it particularly beautiful), Derek and Stiles and their budding romance are absolutely crucial to the narrative. Some fics dig into your heart and stay with you long past the first read. This is one of those.
If I sat down and listed everything I could possibly want in a single fic, this one would cover nearly all of them. Not only that, it does it extraordinarily well. Fullwolf!Derek, magic!Stiles, alive!Laura, the Sheriff and Derek bonding, a whole town that’s aware of the supernatural, and much, much more. It makes me think, oddly, of a show like Gilmore Girls, where the town as a whole is as much of a character as the individuals. It’s a world that’s easy to sink into for 100k while barely noticing the time pass. Honestly, with so many new fics constantly popping up on my dash and in my inbox, it can be hard to go back and re-read longer fics. This one is worth returning to more than once.