he apoligized

Amortentia (Draco x Reader)

The reader smells Draco’s hair in the amortentia and he’s start flirting with her..

Words: ~ 2000

Originally posted by draco-malfoys-wife

Potion was your last class before lunch. You were sleepy and hungry, and Snape’s monotone voice didn’t help you much.

„Now turn page 64. You’ll find the recipe of the amortentia. Try not to mess up completely.”

As usual, you’ve done most of the work. You were one of the best students of the year, and potions was your favourite. Draco was a smartass too, but sometimes he just doesn’t care about such unimportant things like making a potion right. The amortentia was almost done when your partner returned to the table.

„Oh, are you here? I almost forgot that I actually have a partner in this class. What’s happened? Your girls started to get boring?”

„Never, Y/L/N. Have you seen Daphne’s skirt today? A bit too short. I bet it’s just because of me.” – he smirked.

„Of course, Draco, you’re a center of every girl’s world.” – you added sarcastically before called Snape to look at your work.

„It’s already done?” – Draco asked in surprise.

„Yes, no thanks to you.” – you said a bit angrily. You really liked him, he was your best friend, but sometimes he was really get on your nerves.

„10 point to Slytherin!” – Snape added after he examined your potion. You smiled proudly while the other slytherins cheers for you.

„That’s my girl!” – Draco started. „So, what are you smelling?”

You didn’t even need to lean over to the cauldron. The smells were so intense and addictive you didn’t want to stop breathing. You were lost in them. For a few moments that seems like hours you forgot where you were until you heard Malfoy’s voice in the distance.

„Y/N! Are you still with me?”

„Yeah, yes, sooo.. it’s like old books. And kittens, and green apple, and…” – you stopped there because you realized you’ve said more than enough already. Green apple, what the hell.


„Pumpkin pie!” – and of course it wasn’t pumpkin pie. You couldn’t miss the last scent because it was the most intense from all of it. You couldn’t miss it because you’ve smelled that like a thousand times when you hugged him or when you felt asleep on his shoulder at the common room’s couch. Merlin’s beard, you smelled Draco’s hair in that bloody amortetnia! You knew that you had a crush on him for a while now but you haven’t realized that it’s so strong. Well, until now.

Of course you didn’t tell him, but before you could calm yourself down, that usual big smirk appeared on his face:

„Green apple, is it?”

„Yes, green apple. You know I love fruits.” – you explained like this is the most natural thing in the world.

„Especially when I eat that fruit, isn’t it true, darling? No need to hide your feelings anymore!” – he said it with so much confidence you could slap him right in the face.

„Are you done? And by the way, you’re very welcome. I know it was very kind of me to make all the work instead of you. Again.” It was never easy to make you blush, but in that moment you were need all of your energy to not to come apart.

„Don’t switch the topic, love. But I didn’t blame you, I can also smell myself in the cauldron.”

You rolled your eyes on him. After the class you went to lunch, and you hoped he’ll forget about the green apple-thing, but why he’d do such thing. He’s Draco Malfoy.

In the following days Draco didn’t want to stop teasing you. He was constantly making comments about how you fell in love with him, even if he was really just kidding. He also started to compliment you in a pretty dirty way, like „I bet you look beautiful when you have an orgasm”, or „Please wear a longer skirt or I’ll lose my self control”. You were getting angrier every day because he made you weak and very fustrated. Not to mention you secretly enjoyed it.

You went to study in the library with Hermione. Even if you were a slytherin, you made friends with people from other houses too. Your housemates doesn’t really approve this sometimes, but they didn’t dare to mess with you. You were kind, but you can also handle yourself well.

„Ronald, would you please shut up? Madam Pince will throw all of us out and despite of you, we’ll actually want to pass our next exam.” – Hermione threw knives with her eyes to Ron and Harry.

„Oh come on girls. Why the bloody hell do you two study so much for that, you’ll pass anyway.”

„Apperantly not, if you doesn’t leave us alone.”

You could hardly concentrate because your thoughts were far away, in the dungeons, with a certain blond haired boy. Ron grasped your arm and shaked you a bit to wake you up from your daydream when you heard your only one Slytherin Prince’s voice.

„Take your hand off my girl, Weasley!”

The trios reaction was hilarious to that comment. Hermione’s eyes widened open, Harry looked confused and Ron disgusted… a bit.

„I’m not your girl, Draco, now please go back to your whores and don’t interrupt our study session.” – you commented while Draco take a seat next to you, smirk on his face.

„Oh don’t be so jelaous, love, you know you can be the only one in my bed.”

Hermione’s eyes widened open even more if it was possible. Seriously, he can’t stop.

„I think she didn’t want you here, Malfoy.”

„Nobody asked you, Potter.” Harry was about to say something, but you cut him off. With closed eyes, you sighed:

„Please, Draco, shut up and get out of here before I’ll hex you. I’m not kidding!”

Draco smirked again. „Oh, I know you don’t you little nasty thing.” He stood up and take out something from his robe pocket.

„Here, you’ll need energy for studying and all those things that’ll come later tonight.” He placed a green apple in front of you before he winked at you and left the library.

The other were still speechless when you suggested:

„Okay, shall we continue?”

„Sure, Y/N! But first, please can you tell us why the bloody hell Malfoy calls you his girl?!” – Ron asked with a confused look, and Hermione and Harry was curious indeed. They hated Draco and Draco hated them, you wasn’t sure that you should tell them about what’s going on, but you also saw that this whole thing won’t end up easily. You sighed and started.

„Last week on potions… when we had to make amortentia, maybe I smelled green apple in it.” They still looked confused so you continued. „So who’s eating green apple almost everyday?”

„OH GODRICK!” – Hermione yelled. – „You have a crush on Malfoy?”

„Shhh!” – you started, but it was too late; the librarian already rushed over to you.

„Get out of my library! NOW! All of you before I’ll hex you all!”

Madam Pince looked like she can really hex you within a few moments, so you packed your things and run out from the library.

„I can’t believe you fancies him. This is insane!”

„Why him? I mean.. Why?” – Ron was shocked too. All of them looked at you like you’re out of your mind, so you decided it’s better if you go back to your dorm room. You were really need some alone-time.

You stepped into the Slytherin common room. You headed straight to your dorm, when you heard Draco’s voice again from one of the couch.

„Well if it isn’t my favourite potions partner! I knew you’ll miss me.”

You didn’t even look at him, you started to run to your room, slammed the door, fell in your bed and started to cry. You didn’t even know why. Too much stress, too much tension. Now Draco knows you love him, and he treat the situation like it’s a bloody joke. You were exhausted from keep your secret, exhausted from not to tell him how you really love him, exhausted from no to touch him. It was just too much to handle right now, and you let the stress flown out from your eyes.

The next day you overslept. You were late from Charm, and when you’ve arrived Pansy already took a seat next to Draco. You really didn’t mind it now, you wasn’t in the mood to listening the boy dirty comments. You sat next to Blaise, opened your book in a hope that you can choke your thoughts in your studies. After a few moments, Blaise whispered to you.

„Why are you cried last night?”

„I-I wasn’t cry” – you stammered and covered your eyes a bit, maybe it was red and puffy.

„Come on Y/N… Pansy told us.”

Us?” – now you were frightened.

„Let’s just say half of the Slytherin house knows that you cried out loud like a baby in your bed half of the night. – Blaise said with a smile. – „But seriously. what’ wrong?”

„Nothing, Blaise, I just overstressed.” You must be sound convincing (you didn’t even lie so big), because Blaise stopped asking questions. But damn, Pansy! Why she always have to tell everything to everyone? And you didn’t even cry out loud, maybe just sob a bit louder than you should.

When the class was over, you rushed out. You didn’t need people asking you what’s wrong and why you cried. You were halfway to the girl’s bathroom when you heard Draco’s voice. Oh Godric, why now.

„Hey Y/N! Can you slow down?”

You stopped, but when he reached you he grasped your arm and led you to a quieter place.

„What is it, Draco, why you brought me here?”

His hand was still on your arm – he was very close to you which make you blushed a little. „I heard that you cried last night.” – of course he did, thank you Pansy. There was no smirk on his face this time; his voice was gentle and his face was like he’s actually worrying. „What’s wrong? Somebody hurt you? If it was Weasley yesterday, I swear I’ll kill him.”

„Draco, calm down, I’m fine! And anyway, Ron couldn’t hurt a fly.”

„Than why did you cried?” He moved his hands from your upper arm to your face, gently stroked it with his thumb, made your cheeks red as hell now. You felt your head is getting hotter under his cold hands. You never felt this nervous around him or anyone else so you completely lost the control.

„I seriously smelled green apple in the amortentia.” – you started.

„Okay, I know, you love apples and not me, I get it. Sorry if I was out of the line…” – he apoligized while pulled away a little.

„Yes, well, the last scent wasn’t pumpkin pie, it was your hair.” your voice was a whisper, like you hoped he won’t hear.

Silence. He examined your shining eyes and your blushed cheecks very slowly with his icy blue eyes.

„Say something, will you? I embarassed myself enough for today, so…”

„I knew you love me, Y/L/N!” – he said with that smirk again. Here we are.

You started getting angry insted of nervous, but before you could shout at him why he joking on this, he wrapped his arms around waist, pulled you closer and kissed you gently. To your surprise he was slow. His lips was soft, and you felt that his cold skin getting warmer too. Your hands was on his chest, your knees were weak from your shaking legs.

He stopped, but not really pulled away from you; your lips almost still touching.

„What’s wrong, darling? You’re shaking  like I kissed some other parts of your body.” – he teased while he looked down on your body.

„Shut up.” – you commanded with a smile before kissed him hard, but after a few seconds he pulled away again.

„I also smelled your hair.”

„REALLY?” – you yelled from surprise and happiness.

„Stop shouting love, yes, I smelled you. And I couldn’t really handle this, that’s why I behave like this lately.”

„You are such a git.” – you rolled your eyes but also smiled.

He took your hand while you walked to the next class. You were not just relieved but also incredibly happy.


This was my first, hope you’ll like it! 

nerdyhjarta  asked:

I recently rediscovered ur NH!AU and im like wow! Its a brilliant idea but what if Ford became a fae?


Nah, i can’t imagine Ford being a Fae in this au

but there is a bit in the au where Ford starts getting paranoid and starts to question himself  if he’s even human and maybe even a Fae as well..

Ford- Stan didn’t even know for the first part of his life, what if

Ford -(starts intense researching and creating devices to test if he’s human)


finally goes to Stan

Ford - (grabs stan) STAN!! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME. AM I HUMAN????

Stan- ……. well i say only about 20%

Ford - 

Originally posted by anheroinesdailylife

Stan - the other 80% is total pure NERDiness

Ford - …

Stan- 8D

Ford- (Knees Stan in the gut)

and thats the story where Ford thought he wasn’t human for 24 hours

anonymous asked:

Hi, when we yelled at Zig after the concert there were three different options as to why (him expecting the worst of mc's friends, hitting on her too much and I think punching Sebastian?). Do you know how the dialogue differs in the latest chapter depending on which one you picked? I went with the friend thing and he apoligizes for saying that Kaitlyn was bringing mc down with her or something I don't really remember. Or is that always it?

It does differ. I’ll direct you over to the @zigzaggersfanclub as they may have screenshots for all three options. @choicesmyway, the Zig expert in the fandom, over to you! 😊☕️

Thank you.

When I was 13, I was sexually abused. Then I met a girl who knew straight away something was off with me. She tried to talk to me, but I couldn’t face the truth.

Five years later, we met again, and I finally told her. I even told her the name of the abuser.

The following day, she showed up to his house and threatened to harm him, forced him to apologize to me.

He did. He apoligized. He didn’t want to admit it was rape, but in a way, it makes me feel better.

I would never have had the courage to do what she did… we were never close friends but for that I’m endlessly thankful.

My girl

Author: really-meg

Pairing: Reader X Stiles

Word Count: 852

Warnings: Really crappy, really short, couldn’t think of a good plot some nice Stiles fluff. 

Requested: “A stiles imagine based on the line that stiles says: “Why are you like this, stiles?” Thanks love xx” by @stilesxxstilinskii

A/N: Sorry this is shit. pls forgive. Also, couldnt come up with a good title.

Stiles was a one of a kind guy. He had the 4 s’s you thought every guy needed. Smart, sweet, sarcastic and stunning. Ever since you were little kids you knew there was something different about him. He always stood up for you when you were teased in elementary school and alway protected you, made you feel safe. Everyone always said you guys would date and here you are dating your best friend.

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You belong to me (Charles Xavier x reader)

Request by @anyfandomimaginex ! I am so so very sorry for this delay :c A few last days have been really hectic for me. But I still hope you will enjoy reading this one! (sorry no proofing since just Poland - Germany match started and i am off to cheer for my country :P)

Originally posted by roberta-paulson

Request: Can you make a Charles x Reader where they are dating and he doesn’t spend much time with me anymore and one day I go to his office to asks what’s wrong and he snaps at me and I cry and later on he apoligizes and I think he doesn’t love me anymore and that he has someone else (Which he hasn’t) and we fight and again make-up with smut? ^^

Warning: language, smut

Rating: M

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The Silent Treatment (A Young Remus Lupin Oneshot)

I was incredibly angry. So angry, in fact, that I had tears of frustration running down my cheeks. Remus, of course, was trying to wipe them away.

“No! You are not allowed to touch me right now, Remus! No.” I snapped, and Remus let out a long groan and clentched his fists.

“(Y/n),” he stopped to take a long shaky breath. “I absolutly haven’t got a clue why you are mad at me. I do not want you helping on full moons! It has nothing to do with how capable you are or anything of the sort, you know that.” I rolled my eyes, frustrated even more. How is it that he is able to stay so calm right now, how is that fair, I wonder.

“Then what does it have to do with, Remus? If I’m so capable than why are you still being such a worrywart?!” I ask, my voice never loosing its previous edge. 

“It’s that I dont want you to! Its that I dont trust myself, (y/n), and if you don’t understand that why don’t you just leave!” That was it. Remus has finally lost his cool. 

“Remus, if I leave now, I am never coming back.” This time i was the calm one, my voice barely above a whisper. He turns away from me, and I can already tell he is regretting what he is going to say, but that doesn’t stop him from saying it.

“Then leave, (y/n). It’s for the best, anyway.” My eyes close against my will and I’m crying again, just not out of frustration. So I turn around without another word, and exit the room of requirement. 

It was exacly eight days after Remus and I had broken up. The full moon had passed six days ago, and I almost thought that afterwards he would come and find me, tell me he was sorry and that he loved me. He never did though, and so eventually I stopped hoping. It was at dinner, in the great hall that James, Sirius and Peter surrounded me. James and Peter sat to either side of me while Sirius sat in front of my, his chin resting on his knuckles. He sighed. 

“You, (y/n), broke our friend. We are going to need you to revive him right about now.” Sirius says, and i grimmice. Remus is the one who hurt me, not the other way around. So i let out a shrill laugh and shake my head no. Now, its apparently Peters time to try.

“Come on, (y/n), if you spoke to him just once it wouldn’t hurt right? He has been moping around all week!” I purse my lips and take a deep breath through my nose. 

“That’s where you’re wrong. I think it would hurt very much, Peter. Besides, he is the one who broke it off with me.” I say as quietly as i could over the rumble of the great hall. He gives me a sympethetic smile, a geniune one which I do appriciate. James on the other hand laughs. 

“Bloody hell (y/n), who knew you could be this stubborn.” James said, as he glances over the rest of the gryffindor table. “Lets take a walk.” He suggests, and i agree with a quiet murmer of “Lets” as i see Remus staring at me. 

We walk around the halls for a little bit, myself quiet and the boys fooling around, exchanging quick banter back and fourth. Finally, they stop walking and all three turn to me. 

“Are you sure you won’t give him another chance? Positivly, absolutely, one-hundred-percent sure?” Sirius asks and i shake my head now. All three boys sigh.

“We didn’t want to have to do this, (y/n), but you’re being so damn stubborn…” James chides and suddenly I am alarmed. Do what? But before i can actually ask they shove me into a broom closet that we had oh-so-convienently stopped in front of. Then, they close the door. It’s locked. Oh god, I’m screwed. Why didn’t I take my wand with me to breakfast, oh god how stupid could i have been.

Sit tight and we’ll be back in a moment!” I hear Sirius yell, muffled slightly by the thick wooden door between us. It indeed, is only a little bit before I hear a confused Remus asking questions about where they are going and a smug James reasurring him that they are going “Absolutly no where.” i place myself so that i am standing directly facing the door and I glare at it, as if that is going to do anything. But still it brings me comfort to know that the first thing Remus is going to see is my angry expression. The door opens, and an even more confused Remus stumbles inside. Then, the door closes and I am once again trapped inside a broom closet, just this time with Remus. Oh those boys, one day they are going to get whats coming to them, I think. Remus gives me an apolegetic shake of his head. 

“(Y/n), this wasn’t my idea. I promise.” He steps forward. “But it’s probably my favorite idea that they’ve had in a long while.” He gives me a shy smile, one that I have so missed the past week, but i shake my head and don’t say a word. 

“(Y/n), I messed up. Really badly, and if I were you I woulddn’t forgive me either. I just hoped… You’ve always been so different than me, so much more kind, and forgiving that i thought maybe… Well yes, I can’t ask anything of you. That was unfair, i apoligize.” He looks down at his shoes, and I bite the inside of my cheek. Why does he have to make everything so difficult, I wonder to myself. After a few more moments of standing in an awkward and tense silence he speaks again.

“I don’t suppose you have your wand?” he asks, before clarifying “So that we can get out of here?” I shake my head no and he nods. 

“That was a stupid question. We would have been gone by now if you did. Hell, you would have been gone before I got here if you did.” More silence.

“I am going to kill those boys, I swear. I’m sorry for their actions, they had no right to try and force you into talking to my sorry-self.” Now, instead of staring at you, he is glaring at the door. Just as well, as you could feel tears demanding to fall. When he next turns around, he sees my tears, rushes forward and envelopes me into a hug. I struggle against his warm embrace, wishing silently that it was not so comforting to me. 

“No, no (y/n), you don’t need to forgive me, but just let me hug you. You deserve a hug.” And he is almost begging, which is making it even harder.

“For fucks sake, I forgive you Remus” and it is all too muffled by his chest, but he hears. I know he hears, because suddenly I’m being squeezed much too tight for my liking and there is a wet kiss being placed on my cheek. 

“Brilliant! Oh (y/n), you won’t regret- I, oh I’m sorry” he mumbles the last part as he has suddently realized how tight he is holding me and he takes a step back. “Thank you, (y/n). I don’t deserve you.” and he is smiling with that familiar fond smile that I know so well and I think that this will be good. Very good.  

So let me get this straight, Mr. Schue makes unwarranted cruel comments- being openly transphobic, denying Sam his coping mechanism after a seriously traumatic event, and yells at the entire club for “defying him” and then blames Blaine for letting it all happen as though it were somehow Blaine’s fault and BLAINE APOLOGIZES? Can we just talk about this please

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Beautiful boy Yixing 😊

A Blind Man || Closed RP


Bruce knew he shouldn’t have been waling around on his own. He knew there should be a nurse with him He knew that since he couldn’t see he wouldn’t really know where he was in the hospital and he wouldn’t be able to know how to get back to his room. So when he stumbled straight into the other he blushed horribly, pale green eyes moving about aimlessly as he tried to apoligize, though not really knowing where to look. “I-I am so so sorry..: He said. trying to find a handle or something he could grab on to to help himself up. 


Some nice 3D and digital backgrounds in the Psycho Pass movie. BG-team wasn’t exceptionally good or notable and the whole movie had troubles with all visuals.

Shiotani Naoyoshi is a great director, but he certainly has troubles trying to keep up schedules and animation quality in his longer works. Especially Psycho Pass franchise has always had production troubles. Season 1 had episodes 18-19 which were aired even though they were only partly completed (for which he apoligized in his twitter) and the whole season 2 which looked awful.