happy family :d

“you have your mother’s eyes” 

Lily stood there with her back straight, tears streaming down her face. Her arms spread wide out, as if that will protect the infant that was behind her in the crib. She looked up, into the face of the intruder. Searching, hoping, for a flicker of hesitation. Instead, all she saw was a smile. Perhaps even a laugh, she did not know. She could only hear her own cries. “Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”. She was begging, hoping, he would comply. In that moment, her vision was blurry. She wanted to turn around and kiss Harry one more time, wanted to tell him how much she loved him….”Please … have mercy … have mercy…”.  One more kiss, one more look, one more moment. “Please”. The last thing she saw was a green light coming towards her. 

“you have your mother’s eyes”

Harry looked into the face of his opponent. His back straight, but his body aching. His clothes having stains of dried blood. He must die. It must end. He did not say a word. He couldn’t. Instead, he pictured Ron and Hermione. His best friends. The ones he dreamed of having during his childhood, when Dudley and his friends laughed at him. His two best friends who stuck by him, who protected him. He pictured his parents, whom he saw moments ago. He knew they were beside him. His mother was likely standing in front of him, like she had done years ago. But this time, it was Harry’s turn to protect those he loved. Ginny’s face popped up into his vision. When he had seen her in the castle, he wanted to hug her. Have one last moment with her. One last kiss. He straightened his back again, and looked into his opponent’s red eyes. He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone.

anonymous asked:

I saw this text post talking all about noodle going to school when she was young and how the boys would do to the pta meetings, soccer games, ect ect. So could u write a little bit about her life during school and the roles the boys would play. Thanks

(So I’ve written a little scenario of a PTA, well just a meeting with a teacher, I really hope you like it! It is short but cute, I think. Not as much 2D as I would’ve liked.)

Murdoc was clutching Noodle’s tiny hand as they walked down the empty halls of the school. It always felt slightly like an alternative reality when one walked down empty halls where there usually were loads of people. Noodle knew that being here with your parents, especially when no one else were, was only a bad thing. She looked to the floor, not saying anything as Russel followed behind them. Murdoc had yelled something at 2D, who was still sitting in the car as if he wasn’t allowed to go with them. It was obvious, he didn’t like it by the frown on his face as Noodle looked back at him as they walked inside. She had wished he had been the one with her, he made her feel slightly less uneasy by this.

Her teacher came out of his office, looking down at her with a smile. As soon as he noticed Russel and Murdoc, he raised his brows and then furrowed them in confusion. It was obvious that he had not expected the sight of a young black man and an older man with a satanic cross around his neck. None of them smiled at each other and it made Noodle whimper. Murdoc looked down at her and let go of her hand to run his own over her hair, “Easy now, luv, everything’s great.” Noodle found the calm tone of his voice reassuring. Maybe everything was okay after all?

“No, everything is actually not great,” the teacher said and held out his hand. Russel moved past them to shake his hand and present himself, Murdoc followed right after, not looking very impressed. The teacher, Mr. Davidson, looked at them both skeptically again as the walked into the office together. He leaned in to whisper, “Where are her parents?” Noodle tilted her head at the whispering and gasped as Murdoc’s facial expression turned dark.

“What do you mean ‘Where are her parents’?” He scoffed, walking up to him and Russel had to grab his shoulders. Murdoc looked like he was going to swing his fist at the poor man, “We’re her bloody parents! Russel, have you heard this?”

“Calm yourself down, you know we can’t be her biological parents. She’s Japanese…” There was a short pause and then Russel cleared his throat, “Adopted, sir.”

Mr. Davidson looked slightly uncomfortable as he held open the door and Noodle walked inside as well. He closed it and went to sit down behind his large desk. Holding out his hand, he gestured to the two chairs on the opposite side of him, “Please, take a seat. I, as much as you, would like to get this over with.” Murdoc huffed and stood, frozen to the floor, refusing to obey. Russel on the other hand sat down and helped Noodle do the same.

Mr. Davidson let out a big sigh and then reached for the pile of papers on his desk. He searched for a moment and even though Noodle understood very little of what was going on, she felt the anxiety in her whole body as Murdoc let out a quiet growl and crossed his arms over his chest.

Finally, the teacher found the right paper and looked up, “Noodle got in a fight with one of the other kids the other day. I don’t know why but we do certainly not tolerate violence here.”

Russel turned his head and Noodle shrunk in the chair as she was starred down, “You did what?” Russel’s Japanese was still rusty but the phrase came out loud and clear. Noodle knew exactly what the problem was and started babbling, saying various of things, among other that the other kid had been teasing her about her hair. It was too fast for Russel to understand and when Noodle’s bottom lip had started quivering, Murdoc had taken a step forwards and banged his hand into the desk, “Noodle most certainly wouldn’t do such a thing without good reason. There must’ve been something wrong with that little shi-”

“Murdoc, calm yourself, please!” Russel broke him off, holding his hands over Noodle’s ears, who had started smiling widely at the outburst. Murdoc closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath.  

“You know what? Fuck that,” he growled and leaned over the desk to grab the teacher by the collar, “Shouldn’t you be in charge of what happens in the school yard? Find out what is wrong with that kid, or I’ll come by and I’ll… Yeah, you know what I mean, there’s no way she’s going through an incompetent school system like I did.”

“Alright, out we go,” Russel was already up on his feet, Noodle on his hip and dragging Murdoc towards the door. Mr. Davidson said nothing, obviously in complete shock, as they went out of the office again.    

*

“How did it go?” 2D asked as they all arrived back to the car. Murdoc didn’t even look at him as he got into the front seat.

“Let’s just say that Murdoc ain’t allowed to show his face at the school anymore,” Russel sighed as he buckled Noodle’s seatbelt.

“How dared he say that!?” Murdoc exclaimed as he turned on the engine rather aggressively.

“Say what?” 2D asked curiously.

“That we ain’t her parents,” Russel explained.

“Well, I am not her father, I don’t even know her mother, do you, Muds?” 2D furrowed his brow and Murdoc turned in his seat to look at him. 2D’s brows rose in surprise at the glare he received, and he held up his hands in defeat, “So sorry, I’m just trying to understand.”

“Shut up, Faceache.”

“You two better figure this out, scoot over, I am driving,” Russel rumbled and Murdoc reluctantly obeyed.

“If I were anything, I’d be a big brother,” 2D tried and smiled at Noodle, “None of us are related to her.”

“Well, we’re as good as!” Murdoc huffed and turned away.

“Sure thing, can we go get ice cream now?” 2D asked, turning to Russel, “Russel, how do you say, ‘Ice cream’ in Japanese?”

“Aisukurīmu.”

Noodle’s face lit up and she grabbed at 2D’s arm as he repeated it, talking very fast and enthusiastically. Ice cream it was then.

anonymous asked:

I love the foster sibling au! I was wondering if it was still when Percy/Piper was a demigod or not because maybe then Tyson could get to meet Piper? He'd be such a good big brother to her perhaps! Anyway have a good day :)

still not sure about the au, but this idea was just too cute to pass up. tyson and percy would be the BEST big brothers. 

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NARUTO X HINATA | 2014-2015

it is almost the first year anniversary of naruto and hinata being officially made endgame. since then, our fandom has been blessed with a ridiculous amount of naruto x hinata and uzumaki family. what a glorious year it has been! thank you, kishimoto! ♡

HAPPY HOLIDAYS GUYS!!! :D 

I really really hope you have a great time these Holidays! :D I hope you have a magnificent weekend and that all that your heart desires comes your way!! ^^ I love you all so much!! <33 

I have no idea how snow works so if this sucks, I’m sorry xD

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Kuroh, Shiro and Neko (White Rice Party :D) 

K project official arts - my edit

Happy birthday, Kuroh! (05.01)

i have an fantasy/magic au where ace leaves the wbs who had been his family for years but can’t stay because the family doesn’t want to get off his seal on his powers.

he’s slowly dying with his seal on and the family would let him die just because his powers are dangerous and it could kill innocents (but ace wouldnt kill, he would never kill innocents)

the family doesn’t tell him why they couldn’t take it off (and ace thinks because they don’t trust him anymore that the past 3-6 years has been just a joke, an act of pity because he has been on the streets too long)

and just let me tell you guys there’s so many hurt feelings in this bc the wb fam fucks up but they aren’t the bad guys. they just want to protect ace even if in the end it made ace to run away

anyway, im kind of writing this fic well MORE LIKE I HAVEN’T STARTED BUT you know

i have so many ideas emotionally hurt ace bc he trusted in his family and they wouldn’t even care if he died?
Sabo who has a past with the revolutionaries (or whatever name I will come up with) and dragon sent him off to take a break bc he has been overworking hikself and he won’t see sabo getting exhausted and taking every jobs (dragon is protective ok, just like the whole rev army)