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BTS Bon Voyage S02 Links!

NOTE: Some of the link are mine while other I have found on the internet. Credit goes to rightful owners. All links are Google Drive so it automatically takes you to the original uploader! If there are any issues with links message me so we can figure it out! Twitter @jmininpinkhair


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Part 1

Part 2


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Part 1 and 2


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Click here —> Yoonki Min




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Click here —> Christian Chim Chim


EP. 7


Click here —> Ayo Hitman Bang introduces


EP. 8 


‘Seriously, how do you do that?!’ you asked, looking between Jack and the card in your hand that he had correctly guessed without so much as looking at even the back of the thing. You’d heard all about how other magicians did the trick, he’d told you all of the little things to look out for and yet done none of them himself.

Jack shrugged, a cocky little smile lighting his face as you all but snatched the cards from him so as to inspect the deck itself. ‘I’ve taught you all the tricks of the –’

‘I call BS,’ you said, shooting him a hard look.

With a sigh you tried softening the look.

‘Come on, Jackie, please.’ You batted your eyelids for added effect. ‘Just teach me one little card trick.’

Jack surveyed you for a minute before nodding slowly. ‘All right,’ he conceded, ‘but I’m only going over this once, so are you watching carefully?’ He took the cards from you once more and started by shuffling them.

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the captions).


Magnus had saved you from a vampire fledgling, and against his better judgement he hadn’t taken the memories away from you. Something about you had drawn him to you, and instead of removing you from that world he taught you about it. He knew that it wasn’t what he was meant to do, but there was something about the childish awe that he saw on your face after hearing about his world that made it an impossible task for him.

‘So,’ you said, peering over the back of his sofa upon his return, ‘you like that Shadowhunter, don’t you?’

Magnus tuned his back to you, busying himself with something else.

‘Magnus!’ you whined, jumping a little on the sofa.

‘That is older than you,’ he warned simply.

‘As is pretty much everything in your apartment. Now, c’mon, tell me everything! I’ve never seen you like this.’

Magnus sighed deeply, but when he was facing you there was a small smile on his face. ‘I hate you sometimes, Mundane.’

‘No you don’t, Warlock. Now,’ you said, shifting so that he could sit beside you, ‘spill!’

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the captions).

Imagine about to have sex with Carl but being caught by Rick and your older sister, Rosita.

(So I know this request wanted me to write it smutty…but I don’t know i’m not comfortable writing it with too much detail…so this is as far as it goes. I tried my best for the “talk” hope it’s okay XD Hope I got it right and you all like it :D (ps.Lol at Glenn XD thank you for requesting him to be in it) Gif not Mine/Found it on google/Credit to the original owner.)

You were in your room, sitting on the bed with Carl and playfully kissing each other.

It had been a long day working around the house and finally you both had time to rest and relax.


Since you’ve met up with him and the others, you had been inseparable.

You liked his fierceness and how he always tried to make you laugh. His smile and everything about him. While he liked your cheerfulness and bright personality, needless to say he fell head over heels for you.

You both became a couple quick enough and everyone knew about it. They all thought it was cute to see young love and you two together.


You were kissing each other and slowly it turned into a make out session.

It was soft at first and suddenly he wrapped an arm around you pulling you even closer to him.

You chuckled and feeling a little bolder, you fasten your pace and kissed him roughly.

It went on for a while, you had moaned and whimpered and suddenly his hands were roaming your body.

You followed his lead and couldn’t resist doing the same. You felt his hardness and broke away from the kiss.

You looked him in the eyes and he couldn’t help but look at you as well.

You were both flushed and sweating and out of breath.

He chuckled and said “Should we…should we go further?”

You gulped but you couldn’t deny you wanted to be with him that way and nodded.

“Yeah…we’ve been together for quite some time…it’s only natural for us to feel this way…”

He smiled at you and you couldn’t resist taking off your shirt.


You heard his laughter and suddenly the door to your room opened and gasps could be heard.

“Carl!? Y/N!? Oh my god! What is going on?!”

In a state of panic, you grabbed your shirt back to cover yourself and Carl didn’t hesitate to help you.

You closed your eyes hoping it was all a dream. However, hearing Rick’s and your older sister, Rosita, you knew it wasn’t a dream.

Still trying to cover you and get you to put your shirt back on, Carl started to raise his voice.

"Dad! What are you doing here?!”

As you put on your shirt back on, Rick looked at Carl and you was in disbelief.

“What am I doing here?! What the hell are you both thinking?! Do you even know what could happen if you got her pregnant?! Please tell me this is the first time and it’s not a regular thing?!”

Carl got up and held your hand, responding to his father.“Yes! It’s our first time…well it was about to be…until you walked in…I-I wasn’t thinking of getting her pregnant…I just really love her that’s all…" 

“You are unbelievable…Did you knew you could’ve gotten her pregnant?”

As Rick talked and shook his head, your sister made her way towards you and grabbed your arm to get you away from Carl.

She fixed your hair and with a stern look and voice said "Y/N, what are you thinking? This isn’t something to joke around about!”

You glared back at her and got your arm away from her grasp.

“I’m not joking around…i’m not a kid! I know what i’m doing! I mean…we love each other…it’s only normal for us to do it…”

Rosita shook her head and wanted to slap you but knew better than to just hurt you. She looked at the both of you and said “I know you love each other…but this isn’t a simple matter…what if something happens afterwards…”

You wanted to cry but at the same time didn’t want to let them see you that vulnerable. 

“I know what can happen! But we love each other…and it’s unfair for us…to no do it…”

“Unfair? Y/N, t’ll be unfair for everyone here, if you got pregnant or sick!”

Carl got closer to you and grabbed a hold of your hand. 

“Stop yelling at her! It was my fault! I’m the one who lead her to this…”

You were shocked and looked at him. You shook your head and looked back them and said “No! I-I wanted to do it too…It’s not just Carl’s idea…”

Your sister and Rick were shocked that the two of you were talking back and couldn’t help but argue. You raised your voice at them and Carl suddenly looked back at you and signal you to stop.

He lowered his head and looking at the ground said “Alright!…We get it! We screwed up and we’re sorry…”

Seeing him that way, you had no choice but to do the same.


Rick and Rosita looked at each other and knew they had to do something about it.They understood you loved each other and things were bound to happen. 

They then realized it was their responsibility to explain to you the whole process and do what any normal parent would do.

They both got closer to you and Carl and sat you down on the bed. With serious tones and expression they had explain to you the consequences and mostly what could happen after sex.

It went on for quite a while and reluctantly they had told to practice safe sex if you ever felt the urge. 

You both understood their point of view and knew it was all out of love and care that they were scolding you.

As they were done, they warned you to not do it yet and just wait for the right moment. You promised them that you would.

They told you their goodnight and walked out of your room. 

You both sat on the bed for a while and started to discuss the issue and express your feelings about your situation.


When it got a little darker outside, knowing that he would’ve broken his promise if he stayed in your room, Carl got up and started to walk out of your room.

“I guess we’ll just have to wait for a little while…”

You chuckled and mockingly said “Yeah…Wait until the right moment! whenever that is…”

As he got to the door, he turned to look at you and couldn’t resist laughing and kissing you goodnight.

You didn’t want to let him go but as he backed away, you saw Glenn standing behind him.

It shocked the both of you and you tried to explain to him that nothing was happening.

Seeing you both panic and red, made him laugh.

“Guys..guys…it’s okay…I get it you love each other…i’m not here to yell at you…I’m here for something else…

He threw a pack of condom at Carl and he caught it. As you looked at it you were both shocked.

He winked at the two of you and said “Just don’t do it where everyone can just walk in or hear you…alright…be safe guys!”

As he walked away, Carl smirked and looked at you.


Below the read more break you will find a total of #58 harry potter based images (e.g. hogwarts, wands, and magic in general). I may update this, but I’m not too sure what to put in, so if anyone has any suggestions, send them my way. Please like/reblog if you use, or to spread it around. Takes a second, means the world. All of the images were found by several google image searches, full credit goes to the original photographers. If you would like your image taken down, please message me politely. This was won by @isabellelightwhood

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Something To Talk About (Requested)

For those of you who don’t know, this imagine was named after the Bonnie Raitt song “Something To Talk About” because it goes along with it pretty perfectly! It’s an oldie but a goodie (honestly a great song) so if you haven’t heard it, you should give it a shot! :)

Also, I don’t own the gif. I found it through a Google Images search. If whomever made it would like me to give them credit or for me to remove it, all you have to do is ask! :)

Brett Talbot was more than your best friend. He was your essential person. In your short life on Earth this far, you had already been lucky enough to find the one person whom made you feel completely safe and just complete in general. With your best friend by your side, you knew you could face and survive anything.

But, with all of that being said, besides your deep friendship, there was absolutely nothing going on between you and Brett. You may flirt with him from time to time just for fun, but things had never crossed any platonic lines in all the years you’d been friends.

As you walk through the hallways of your high school with Lydia Martin, she begins pressing the issue again. “Come on, Y/N! You’re lying if you say there’s nothing going on between you!” She exclaims while you two approach your locker.

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‘Where are you going?’ Alec’s voice made you jump, and you mentally cursed.

‘Out?’ you tried, turning to face him with what you hoped was a charming little smile on your face. You pulled your jacket a little closer to yourself, trying to hide the outfit that you’d picked out for the date.

Alec didn’t seem impressed. ‘With who?’

You quirked an eyebrow at him. ‘What does it matter?’ you asked icily. You knew that he was only looking out for you, but ever since Clary had joined he’d been more protective of you than ever. ‘I’ve got everything that I need to defend myself.’

Alec opened his mouth, and you knew that he was going to argue the point, so you decided to change tact. You placed a calming hand on his arm.

‘Look, if anything bad happens I’ll call you, OK?’ you asked. ‘Family looks out for family, right?’

He worked his jaw for a moment before nodding. ‘Text me as soon as you’re there.’

You nodded, quickly pulling him in for a rare hug before moving away, a smile on your face. ‘Will do, big bro,’ you said, leaving the Institute before he could change his mind.

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the captions).


After you got that snap from Jimin you knew that they were really close so you keep your eyes peeled for any sign of the boys until you see Jimin and you guys make eye contact. He nods his head to the left and points you look that’s when you see him but he doesn’t see you at first so rapmon pushes him toward you that’s when you take off running towards them ^gif^. “Babe what are you doing here, I missed you so much.” He whispered into your ear “The boys and I wanted to surprise you because they were getting annoyed with you talking about me.” you giggle back.You see a rosy tint start to make his way up suga’s face and neck. “ I was not talking about you the whole time.” he defends himself “Ya you were!!!” all of the  boys reply back at the same time “Okay let’s just go home,” he replies clearly embarrassed.

A/N Okay so that was the last part to the surprise for Suga  let me know what you guys think I did make the snaps but I don’t own the GIF credit goes to whoever made it Btw I found it on google ~Zero

Elite Snipers (Castiel AU)

Pairings: None

Characters: Castiel Novak, Reader’s best friend, other needed people.

Summary: Castiel Novak is an elite sniper, one of the best, and all he lives for is to do what he does. One day there comes an upcoming lieutenant by who says she wants to be a sniper and who has to mentor her? Him…

Reader is an upcoming lieutenant who has a big dream about what she wants to do in the military, and it is not becoming a lieutenant. Her dream is to become an elite sniper and she gets a top elite sniper assigned as her mentor.

Very loosely based on this song.

A/N: So this is my first time ever series. I hope you guys will enjoy this series as much as I am going to enjoy writing it :) Enjoy a sweet Castiel as a serious badass sniper. I thank @hiddenwritingsintheworld for betaing this, it means a lot to me that you wanted to. (Also all pictures and gifs are found on Google, all credit goes to them who made it)

Tags: @deanwinchester-af, @ellen-reincarnated1967, @deascheck, @teamfreewill-imagine, @random-fandom-fangirl2112, @devils-dont-fly-cas-coziam-dead, @balthazars-muse, @ilostmyshoe-79, @warriorcastiellover, @meganwinchester1999

Chapter one: Dreams can come true…under wrong circumstances?

Warnings: Some angst, language, mentions of death, “fight”/action scenes, described weaponry.

Word count: 3.296 (I am so sorry guys, it became a little long, sorry)

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Tough pt. 2 (Daryl Dixon imagine)

imagine: despite having a strong connection between you, Daryl hardly speaks to you or anyone after Beth’s tragedy. you find him vulnerable in a time of need and you comfort each other over your loss. (1,525 words) (part one here)

an: i’ve been excited to write this! thanks to the people who requested this second part, hope you enjoy - gabby
(this is not my gif, i found it on google!!!! credit goes to whoever made it, let me know if it was you)

tw: mentions of self harm (daryl burning himself like in the show)

We were so relieved to see Beth’s face again. Stitches littered her complexion, and her smile as she embraced Rick was almost as bright as her yellow polo shirt. She’d hugged me tightly, and I’d whispered to her that I was happy to see her alive and well. Yet, it only took a single second and the minuscule movement of a finger on a trigger for my utterance to become meaningless. Our hope plummeted and hit the ground along with the tears dripping from our chins, and along with Beth’s limp body. Although the moment played out almost in slow-motion, it happened so fast, too fast for me to react in any other way than standing frozen still. 

Beth was dead. Dawn wanted to trade Beth in return for me, and while I was content to do so, so that she could be with her family, she had other ideas. Beth died bravely so that I could live free of Dawn’s authority, away from Grady Memorial Hospital. Before I could even register what had happened I saw Daryl raise his gun, an immediate reflex upon seeing the bullet exit Beth’s head. Despite the fact that his hands were relentlessly shaking from a mixture of anger, shock and tears, he got a clear shot at Dawn’s head, the gunshot echoing down the corridor, and the noise of the shell hitting the floor felt deafening. We stood there silently for a minute or so, two dead bodies on the floor that we couldn’t bring ourselves to look at. The only sound audible was our sobbing.

I failed to find anything worthwhile to say to Daryl as I walked over to him and touched his arm empathetically, a pitiful attempt at comforting him. He pulled himself away from me harshly and wiped at his eyes before making his way towards Beth’s lifeless body, tentative as he crouched down to lift her up. 

That was possibly a week ago now, and we were on the road, trekking aimlessly towards nowhere in particular. Time was irrelevant to us, the days and nights blurred into one insufferable whole, none of us slept properly anyway. I stayed awake most nights worrying that everyone, especially Maggie and Daryl, blamed me for Beth’s death. 

Daryl and I had found such a strong connection after he and Carol found me. While I got on well with the whole group, each of them welcoming and treating me like family, Daryl and I were able to bond over our similar pasts, sharing a more special relationship. The two of us understood each other, having both come from abusive backgrounds, and we’d shared a much needed conversation until the early hours of the morning. I couldn’t deny that I was beginning to develop feelings for him; he’d called me his ‘type’ and I’d also awoken that morning to find he’d draped his arm across my torso in the night. But now, Daryl hadn’t uttered a word to me since Beth died, and that contributed negatively to my feeling of responsibility for her death. 

The road we ambled along seemed never-ending, the tarmac uneven and bumpy underneath the worn soles of my boots. As I tilted my head back to drink from my water bottle, my attention was distracted from the road beneath me and my foot caught itself in a pot-hole, causing me to trip over with a yelp and a spray of water. If it didn’t hurt so much I’d have laughed at how comical it must have looked.

“Woah, you alright, Y/N?” Abraham asked, helping me up by linking his muscular arm through mine. “Took quite a fall there.”

“I’m fine, thanks,” I murmured in response, blinking away the tears brimming in my eyes. I continued on but winced audibly as I took my first step, pain shooting through my swelling ankle. 

“You don’t sound fine to me,” Abraham insisted, crouching to take my boot off and examine my injury. After pressing on my ankle and asking “does that hurt?” more times than I felt necessary, he concluded that I’d only twisted it, and I would be able to walk it off. “Happened to me plenty of times when I was in the army, you’ll be alright.” 

He cast a reassuring smile my way from underneath his orange facial hair, and as he stood I noticed everyone was giving me sympathetic looks. I smiled falsely and insisted that we should keep going, to which Rick agreed. I scanned the faces before me for Daryl, hoping he could help me to walk, but instead I found that he’d strolled on ahead, already meters away from us all. My heart twinged at his lack of compassion, and ached more than my ankle did. 

Before we could catch up with Daryl he veered off into the woods, and while the others presumed he’d only gone to catch squirrels, I had other ideas. Ignoring Carol’s “leave him be” ideology, and not caring that it would be getting dark soon, I limped quietly towards the trees to find him.

It took a lot of searching, and I’d had to fight off two walkers by myself, but eventually I caught sight of Daryl. He sat with his back against a tree with a cigarette in his hand, his knees tucked close to his heaving chest. I watched from a distance, noticing how his shoulders shook as he fought to catch his breath between heavy sobs. As I approached him, I observed as he held the end of his cigarette to his hand, burning a small circle into his skin.

“Daryl, please don’t do that,” I called out softly, trying not to startle him. His eyes were swollen as he glanced towards me briefly, hardly fazed, before returning his gaze to the cigarette pressed into his hand. “You don’t have to do that.”

With a shrug of his shoulders and a dismissive grunt, he took one last puff of his cigarette before tossing it to the side of him. I stamped it out with my foot as I made my way towards him, a forest fire being the last thing I wanted. Sitting down next to him, I threw my bottle of water into his lap, similar to the way Daryl had approached me when we’d had our first conversation. He opened the bottle and took a small sip, before screwing the lid back on and placing it beside him, leaning his head back to meet the rough bark of the tree, eyes closed.

“Why are you doing that yourself?” I asked, gesturing to his hand, only to watch Daryl shrug his shoulders again. “Hurting yourself doesn’t make the pain go away, I learned that when I lived with my mom.”

“I learned that too,” he finally replied, his voice a shy whisper. I wasn’t sure how to respond to this, so I took the bottle of water and a cloth from my pocket and dabbed at his pink, blistering skin, taking no notice of his complaints.

“It’s my fault,” I mumbled, lacking the confidence to look Daryl in the eye, instead giving his hand my full attention. “It’s my fault that she’s… gone.”

“Don’t say that, Y/N,” Daryl snapped, pulling his hand away from me and wiping at his sore eyes once more. “It ain’t your fault… ‘s mine. I was s’posed to look after her.” I wrapped my arm around his broad shoulders and he leant uneasily and awkwardly into my chest, his eyes threatening to spill more tears.

“It’s Dawn’s fault,” I whispered, resisting the urge to kiss the crown of his head as he nodded against my t-shirt. “But I can’t help feeling guilty.”

“An’ me,” Daryl mumbled, sitting upright and lighting another cigarette. 

“Promise not to hurt yourself with this one?” I asked.

“I guess so,” he replied, exhaling a swirling cloud of smoke and offering me the cigarette. Usually I wouldn’t smoke, but seeing as it was his last cigarette and he was being so kind to share it with me, I accepted. “Why’re ya limpin’, by the way?” To be honest, I’d forgotten about my injury, and I didn’t really care about it any more.

“Twisted my ankle back there, it’s alright.” He nodded and watched as I took a drag, holding the cigarette to my lips with my thumb and index finger, unsure of how to properly go about smoking. I coughed slightly but instead of laughing or teasing me, Daryl simply took the cigarette from my fingers and put it between his lips again.

“You’re tough and you’re resilient Daryl, you can get through this,” I sighed, the taste of smoke coating the inside of my mouth. A small smile danced on his lips, and he chuckled lightly as he breathed out.

“So am I your type?” He asked, making reference to the time he deemed me as his type because I was tough. It took me a while, but I soon got it too.

“Yeah, you are,” I laughed. “Tough guys like you are my type.”

A huge rain cloud floating overhead darkened the sky, so after finishing the cigarette between us we decided to head back to the road. As Daryl helped me to stand by hauling me upwards, my ankle faultered and I crashed into his chest. Taking full advantage of the moment, I leant forwards a little more and let my chapped lips brush his softly. I was surprised to feel Daryl’s hand on the back of my head as I began to pull away, gently bringing me closer to him for deeper, more meaningful kisses that tasted like cigarettes and the salt of tears.


‘Are you certain that you want to do this?’ Gwaine asked you, swinging his sword around in some elaborate arch. You knew that he was just showing off, he’d always been this way, so the attempt at some impressive trick was met with an eye roll.

‘No,’ you said, your voice dripping with sarcasm. ‘You know, I think I may have changed my mind. What is Leon doing today?’

Gwaine chuckled, moving to attack. You countered it quickly, if a little sloppily.

‘Not terrible,’ he said, moving to circle you. ‘But you are going to need to be better than that if you want to train with me.’

‘Oho, is that so? Forgotten your roots, Sir Gwaine?’ you teased, mocking a bow but keeping your eyes on his sword the whole time.

He shook his head, feinting to the right as he moved to kick. But you knew the move too well. You were ready for it and knocked the kick aside with the flat of your sword. This training session was going to be a lot more entertaining than some of the others.

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the captions).

ROAR... like a chicken.

Here comes yet ANOTHER review of a movie I loved. I’m boring I know. Easily impressed too. There’s not a lot of negativity in this review. Because last week, I got off the train at nostalgia station! (Spoilers coming your way! Obviously.)

Jurassic World. Back on the big screen where it belongs. My inner 90′s child was screaming with joy. The first Jurassic Park is a classic. The best. No arguments. The second… we don’t talk about that one. The Third; a guilty pleasure of mine. Then stomps along Jurassic World. Booming onto the screen in all its glory!

My husband and I spent the whole movie whispering like children at each Easter egg from the previous Jurassic’s. From the obvious to the not so obvious; the movie was full of feels. (50 points to anyone who noticed the Dr. Ian Malcolm book and Mr DNA)

There’s not a lot for me to review. Because it’s a movie about Dinosaurs. And if you don’t love Dinosaurs - you’re wrong. Don’t waste your time wondering if you should pay to see it. JUST GO AND SEE IT!

This movie is freaking wonderful. It’s fun and highly entertaining. See it once, twice, take your friends, your grandmother - I’ll be taking mine to see it! Thank god T-Rex is back and that all too familiar sound of the Velociraptors’ chirp meets my ears again. It’s long overdue in my opinion. 

This is a well put together blockbuster. It has its moments of predictability, and stereotypes, etc, etc, etc. But it also has it’s unpredictable and perfect moments. I am referring when Vincent D'Onofrio was revealing his evil doings. Just when you thought his brag would cont – AND OH SHIT VELOCIRAPTOR ATTACK IN THE FACE YOU’RE DEAD. Spoiler alert, by the way. Sorry. But seriously - that scene was perfection. You’ll see what I mean when you watch it.

Acting was great - really nothing to fault here. Forever a fan of Bryce Dallas Howard**. Chris Pratt… well he’s Chris Pratt! He thrives in this sassy save the world kind of role. (See Guardians of the Galaxy) And Katie McGraths Death was the best death I’ve seen in a long time. Bravo. Talk about brutal. I enjoyed watching the main kids of the flick (Ty Simpkins and Nick Robinson), they were fantastic and looked like they had fun during filming. I also enjoyed the brotherly moments. It almost verged on two brothers who hated each other - but luckily, I was pleasantly surprised. Finally, kids in a movie that didn’t irritate me. I am a bit of a ‘Kid Grinch’ when it comes to Hollywood movies to be honest.

^ Look at that terror! Well acted, boys! Football with a Hybrid Dino WOULD be horrible. But comical for us viewers.

There is only one issue I have with this movie. And it’s the public’s reaction to the fact that our leading lady was wearing heels. Listen up ya’ll. When I go to work; I dress to rule the world. Heels and all. I don’t dress thinking - Gosh I bet there will be a dinosaur break out today. NO. STOP. Bryce TRAINED to wear those heels, to run in them, to SAVE THE DAY IN THEM. You people are never happy. Always finding something to complain about. Have you seen the terrain on that Island? Would you want to run around barefoot? No, I didn’t think so.

So stand with me as we applaud this movie and those heels. And that guy who saved his Margarita’s when the Pterodactyl’s attacked. (Movie rating: 9 out of  2 Margarita’s. EXCELLENT VIEWING MATERIAL)

Credit goes to ‘Enerjax‘ for this on point Gif. If anyone knows the actual OP please message me and I will credit this with his link. (Only found this on Google)

** Check Bryce out HERE- she can cry on command and is basically perfection.

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You watched as the unassuming man took down a roomful of agents, all without seemingly breaking a sweat or without thought. It was almost elegant in a way, a dancelike quality to it that you hadn’t been expecting.

As soon as he was finished he turned slowly towards you, and instinctively you raised your hands to fight back. But you quickly realised that he was stopping, and instead opened your hands into an empty gesture.

‘That was amazing!’ you breathed, looking around the room to see the agents slowly getting up, looking a little sore by how real Harry had made the whole thing. ‘Are you gonna teach me to do that?’

Despite everything a small smirk slipped onto Harry’s face, one which you rarely got to see. ‘That’s the point of training, is it not?’ he queried, his usual stern expression returning as he pulled at the cuffs of his shirt. ‘Shall we?’

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the captions).


‘No,’ your father said, shaking his head adamantly, ‘not a chance.’

You huffed, throwing your arms up in exasperation. ‘But why not? I’ve been here for long enough. I know the things that –’

‘Because I said so.’

You paused, raising an eyebrow at him as you folded your arms firmly across your chest. ‘You know, for a man of your talents that’s a pretty poor reason,’ you told him.

Your father sighed, taking his glasses off so that he could run a weary hand over his face. ‘I don’t want you getting into something this dangerous,’ he said in a small voice.

‘But you risking your life as a Kingsman agent is perfectly fine?’ you asked, your tone softening slightly. ‘Dad, you’ve trained me for this – whether you want to admit it or not. Just… just let me try.’

He was silent for a moment, his gaze scanning you like you’d seen him do to so many other agents. But then, he looked back at the computer. ‘You get one chance,’ he said, and you quickly moved to hug him.

‘I’ll make you proud, Dad,’ you assured him.

‘You already have,’ he told you, a smile on his face.

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the captions).


You ducked aside from the swing of Newt’s spear. The air whooshed above your head. It had been close, too close for comfort. But you didn’t have time to worry about that. Instead you forced yourself to hit towards his side.

Newt, however, blocked the attack, a smirk on his face when you looked up at him.

‘And how on Earth was that fair?’ you asked, rolling your eyes as you stood up from your crouched position.

‘You wanted to learn how to fight,’ he reminded you, digging the spear into the ground so as to lean against it like some odd kind of walking stick.

‘Yeah, I don’t think that’s gonna help me against a Griever,’ you noted simply.

He shrugged, a small smirk on his face. ‘Might help you against Gally at the next arrival party though,’ he said, causing you to chuckle.

You heaved a deep breath before readying yourself for another go.

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‘Remind me again,’ said John as he circled you, ‘why we’re doing this.’

His hands were raised slightly, balled by his face in an attempt to protect himself. You’d roped him into the whole thing, knowing that he wasn’t going to hold back, that in fact he might actually inadvertently teach you something. Also, you were trying to keep him out of trouble.

‘Because,’ you said, aiming a blow for his head which he blocked quickly, a smug smirk curling his lips, ‘I need to know how to hold my own if we come across more… troublesome Grounders.’

‘Bit late for that, isn’t it?’ he asked, aiming a blow to your jaw. You countered it with a jab but he’d been feinting. His foot struck your shin and you keeled over, hissing in pain.

‘Not by half,’ you said through gritted teeth, pulling one hand away to try and trip him.

He took a step backwards, causing you to glare up at him.

‘You’re lucky I’m so forgiving, (Y/n),’ he said, concern flashing behind his eyes before he helped you up. ‘You owe me for this.’

You rolled your eyes. ‘And I’m sure you won’t let me forget it.’

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‘I’m not so sure about this,’ you said, frowning as you took the gun in your hands. You knew that he was only doing this as a precaution, an attempt to help you look out for yourself because of what Gotham had become, but that didn’t mean that you liked it.

‘It’s that or I worry about ya all the time,’ he said, putting his hands over yours and helping you to aim for the tin can that was sitting on the low wall.

‘Wouldn’t have to teach me to defend myself if you just had a normal job. Didn’t worry about landing your arse in jail,’ you muttered.

He shifted so that you could see him quirk an eyebrow at you. ‘Trust me, it’d be more important if I didn’t do this as a job, yeah?’ he asked, causing you to roll your eyes.

You were grateful that he was there, trying to look out for you, not that you’d admit that to him though.

He straightened your shot slightly, a fractional movement that you didn’t think would do much to the shot. ‘Now, exhale slowly and squeeze the trigger.’

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‘Caitlin!’ you called after your best friend. You hadn’t meant to run away from HR’s funeral but you refused to lose someone else. If there was something that you could do about this one you refused to ignore it.

She didn’t turn, just kept walking. You knew that she wanted to be away from everyone, that this was something that she needed to do. But you’d made your mind up. You wanted to help her control it, even though she’d pushed you away before.

‘Caitlin, please,’ you said, hating the catch that you heard behind your voice. ‘Let me help.’

Caitlin paused but didn’t turn to face you.

‘Cait, you helped me through my exams, through stresses that I didn’t think I could overcome. Please, let me help you control this. We’ll hone you skills, learn to do things –’

She cut you off by turning and closing the distance between you. She pulled you into a tight hug. ‘I wouldn’t have anyone else help me through this,’ she said in a small voice. ‘So, when do we start?’

‘As soon as we find a safe place,’ you told her, glad that she was letting you help.

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Can I please request a Seamus Finnigan one-shot where you’re Harry’s twin sister and dating Seamus and he has an argument with her because he doesn’t believe her and Harry that Voldemort is back (you know that bit in Order of the Phoenix?) but then they make up? Thank you if you do, you’re an excellent writer :) - Requested by Anonymous

A/N: I did this as a gif one because it was easier for me at the moment, hope that’s all right! And aw, thank you so much, I’m really glad that you like the writing! x

‘How comes no one’s thanking us for letting them know Voldemort’s back?’ Harry asked me as we wandered into the common room. Beside him Ron cringed at the name, but I rested a hand on Harry’s shoulder and gave it a brief squeeze.

‘H, I don’t think they want to believe he’s back,’ I soothed, though mentally I was cursing the people who had disregarded what he’d said. I’d been there for all the nightmares, the panic and the way he never trusted what he’d seen now. I’d been the one who was by his side when Dumbledore was pushing him aside, keeping him out of the loop. Been there as it all appeared to drive him mad over the summer, despite my best efforts to be there for him.

‘But they need to!’ he said, his irritation flaring up.

I opened my mouth to respond, but Seamus caught my attention. He was looking a little sheepish, eying Harry suspiciously.

‘All right, Seamus?’ I asked brightly, trying to ignore the concern bubbling in the pit of my stomach. Seamus never normally acted like this. My boyfriend had always been on reasonable terms with my brother, but now there was something off about his reaction.

‘I would be if it weren’t fer your brother,’ he spat.

Anger washed over me as I moved to stand a little in front of Harry. ‘I’m sorry?’ I asked coolly.

‘Me mam didn’t want me to come back this year,’ he said, his eyes narrowing at Harry. ‘Prophet’s been saying a lot of things about him.’

‘Oh yeah?’ I asked, clenching my fists by my sides. I could feel Harry itching to argue back as he moved a little closer, but I was determined to look out for him, even if it meant an argument with Seamus. ‘All of it good I hope. Or are you buying all they say now?’

Seamus bristled. ‘No one was there when Cedric died. How’d we know he’s telling the truth?’

‘How dare you?’ I asked, just as Harry got his own insult in. ‘Of course he’s back! Harry saw him. I felt it, for crying out loud. Does that mean nothing anymore?’

Seamus opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say anything I turned on my heel and left the common room, unable to deal with the reaction from him.

I didn’t speak to Seamus for the weeks following our argument – though it didn’t stop him from trying. I spent most of my time with Harry, Ron and Hermione, trying to overcome the vile Umbridge. On a few occasions Dean had come over to me, attempting to reconcile me with Seamus. But none of it did anything I was still seething from the argument. After everything we’d been through together he was pushing it aside because of something the Prophet had said. I couldn’t stand it.

It wasn’t until the end of October that Seamus finally managed to corner me. I was sitting in the Library, trying to get some homework done for Snape.

‘I come in peace,’ said Seamus, holding his hands up in a peaceful gesture.

I rolled my eyes, turning my attention back towards the book. ‘Whatever,’ I mumbled as he took the seat opposite me.

‘Look, listen, love,’ he said, resting his hand gently on mine.

My attention snapped towards him, and he hastily moved his hand aside while looking rather sheepish.

He swallowed, his eyes meeting mine. ‘I’m sorry,’ he said earnestly. ‘I shouldn’t have said that the other day. It’s just… I mean…’ he sighed, running a hand through his hair. ‘I believe you that… that…’ He looked around the Library, as if worried that Voldemort was going to jump out at him.

I rested a hand on his, seeing the panic behind his eyes. ‘It’s all right, Seamus,’ I said, causing him to relax a little. ‘Thank you.’

He smiled at me, taking my hand and moving it to his lips so as to kiss it gently. ‘So,’ he said, titling his head to look at the book, ‘what we trying to do?’  

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