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Why The Name?

Okay so about 2 weeks ago my lovely friend @justthatstarboy saw this post Sophia  and he asked me to write a prompt for it. How could I refuse? 

Prompt Written by @rebel-lance

As soon as Lance felt the weight of his gun form in his hands he immediately thought of his mother. She was a pistol of a woman and everything Lance wanted to be. 

She was sweet, caring, pretty to look at but if you got on her bad side she would make sure you learn your lesson. Lance looked up to his mother and knew that no matter where he was (Even when he wasn’t on the same planet as her) she was there to protect him. 

Lance immediately named his gun Sophia. 

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As time moved on with team Voltron and Lance found himself in more battles he would always hold his gun closer and whisper “I’ll be home soon Sophia.” 

Lance didn’t care that the team heard him. He didn’t care that they would give him questioning looks. He didn’t care what his team or anybody thought, he was surviving for his mother. He was going to come home. 

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Roughly a month or so passed before someone questioned Lance on the name. They were all lounging in the common room and Lance was cleaning his weapon making sure everything was perfect and ready to go. 

“So Lance why the name?” Shiro looked at the boy sitting on the floor with a rag in his hands. 

Lance looked at his hero and cocked his head to the side “Name?” 

“Yeah Sophia.” Everyone turned and looked at Lance, even Hunk despite the fact that he knew where the name came from. 

Lance looked around at his team, gave them a small sigh and place the part he was cleaning on the floor and picked up another part to clean. “Sophia is the name of a pretty lady back home.” 

All of them groan jokingly, Shiro even said that he hopes she waits up for Lance and Lance said he hopes so too. 

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Lance crouched down behind a desk and listened to the Galra run by the room. He tried to calm his heart down but it was pounding so loud and so fast that Lance was freaking out. 

The mission went bottoms up when somebody accidentally tripped a wire causing the ship to go into complete lockdown. Lance ended up being separated from his group and Pidge was filling him in where the Galra were. 

“Lance I hate to say it but they are closing in on you.” Pidge attempted to hide the panic in their voice but it leaked through enough to send Lance into a panic. 

“Pidge please tell me that I have an escape?” Lance started to shake. 

“Sorry Lance I can’t see one.” Lance could hear his team talking. They wanted to get to him but they couldn’t, it wasn’t possible. 

Lance placed his gun on the ground and put his hands over his ears. Everything was too loud and Lance couldn’t breath. He needed to do something but he didn’t know what to do. He could hear the Galra getting closer and Lance felt tears fall down his face. 

He thought back to everyone he didn’t get to say goodbye too and everything that he missed or will miss. He thought back to his mother and how heartbroken she will be when she gets told of what happened to him. 

“I’m sorry mama I can’t keep my promise.” Lance felt more tears fall from his eyes as more Galrans approached. He had promised her that he would come back home no matter what (This was back when he was in the Garrison). 

Just before Lance was about to completely give up he remember what his mother always said to him. Breaking a promise is like breaking a heart. You must fulfill the promise you made no matter what, or else you will crush someone.

Sophia had never in her entire life broken a promise and neither had Lance. This wasn’t going to be his first promise that he would break. Lance picked up his gun and peered over the desk, he counted the Galrans and looked down at his gun. “Well Sophia want to give it one more go?” Lance started to fire. 

-

It had been 6 years since Lance disappeared and Sophia was sitting in her kitchen staring at the wall with a cup of tea in her hands. She was still determined that, even after all these years, her son would come home. Even when everyone told her to just accept it she would shake her head no and say “Lance would never break a promise, especially one he made to me.” 

People sympathised with her but she didn’t want sympathy or empathy she wanted her son back. 

She heard a knock on the door and stood to answer it. She looked at the family pictures that hung from the wall. She fixed her hair and opened the door. She came face to face with a slightly taller, more buff and more mature Lance. 

He smiled at her wildly through the tears that stained his face “See mama I would never break a promise.” 

Whoops I kinda went on my own at the end. 

I hope you like it Star!!!! I know how much you love happy endings <333333

She smiled - part 1

(A/N): there will be a part 2 :)

Fandom: Harry potter

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!reader

Word count: 1640

warnings: Draco being cute 

Originally posted by imagine-everything41


(Y/N) was a girl with a normal life. At least, that is what you would think. Y/N was a Hufflepuff and was in her fifth year of Hogwarts. She had lovely friends and got good grades. A perfect life, would you think.

But there was something frustrating her. Someone was frustrating her. A feeling she got when he walked past her. That weird tickle she felt in her body when her eyes met his. Love is supposed to be nice, good.
But what if you fall in love with the wrong person? You’re supposed to fall in love with someone with a big heart, someone who cares about a thing at least. But what if you fall in love with a person who doesn’t know you exist? What if you fall in love with… Draco Malfoy?

How could she be so stupid? He was Draco. She knew he would break her heart. Well, she never even talked to him. But she just couldn’t. She was a Hufflepuff, and he was a Slytherin. And not just a Slytherin, but the Slytherin prince. She was dead anyway. She thought the feeling eventually would go away, that’s what she told herself every day.
But when she walked into the great hall and her eyes found his, her heart stopped. His breathtaking smile, and his smirk…
She realized, her feeling would never fade. But the eye contact was all she had.
Until she sat in the library one day.

“I don’t know what are teachers are thinking, I mean, 3 rolls of parchment, Are they even human?!” her friend said. But (Y/N) wasn’t listening. She was reading her book and didn’t even notice her friend was talking to her.

“Hello? (Y/N)? Do you know what Sprout means with this?” asked (Y/F/N).

“I’m sorry, what?”

“What’s going on?”

“I was just reading”

“No, I’m serious. You are drifting of lately. I don’t get why you have such good grades, I don’t get any of this. By the way, did you hear what people are saying about Ron Weasley? I heard someone say that he-” her thoughts drifted away again. She tried to read a paragraph eight times now, but she couldn’t read the words. She stood up to put her book back in a bookshelf. She was searching for the right shelf when she heard something.
A voice, a voice she would recognize anywhere. Her heart started beating rapidly, but she kept her breath steady.

She walked towards the voice and it got louder. Eventually, she walked past a corner, and there he was. She focused on searching a bookshelf, what was impossible with such a boy in front of you, and tried to find the good spot. She overheard the conversation between Draco and another boy.

“Do you know which book we’ve to read from Sprout? God, why am I even doing this-” he said.

“Are you searching for this one?” (Y/N) said, and gave him her book. At that moment, she wanted to run away and cry in a corner. But she stayed. Her feet glued to the ground, a little smile on her face.
She wanted the earth to swallow her, but she also wanted to stay. Talking to him is a risk for everyone, but it was the only way she could contact him.

What she did not realize, is that her smile did more than she thought. Her smile was something that touched him, deep in his heart. His heart was protected by a big wall, but she could break it within a second. Every time she looked at him, he looked back and his heart stopped. Every time he looked at her, he forgets his words.

He took the book and looked in her eyes. Her eyes, a weakness she had not discovered until now. It looked like a palette of color, that lit up when she smiled. He was staring, and she let go of the book. He was pulled back to reality, a few words left on his lips.

“Thank you.” he said.

“No problem,” she said and smiled. She smiled. She turned and walked away, leaving him behind. It was true. No one could reach his heart like (Y/N).


It was a bad day for (Y/N). She accidentally ripped her cloak in the morning, what made her late for breakfast. With her books in her hand, she ran through the hallways on her way to Potions. When she got there she opened the door, and many eyes were staring at her. Draco’s included. She forgot for one second she had Potions with the Slytherins, and her heart dropped. Without her emotions taking over her body she walked to the table where her friends were sitting. But there was no place left. (Y/F/N) looked at her with a ‘sorry’ face and (Y/N) looked around her. There was only one place left, Next to Draco.

“Miss (Y/L/N), would you like to join us and sit next to Mr. Malfoy?” the professor said. She walked to him, and he was staring at her while she did. And he smirked. He smirked. It was a miracle she didn’t fall right on the ground, little did he know what he did to her.

“What are you smirking at?” (Y/N) asked. He realized he was staring and shook his head.

“Nothing,” he said.

“Alright then” She put her books on the table and looked inside the cauldron. “What are you brewing?”

“Uh I-I”

“You don’t know what you’re brewing?” she said and she sighed. Off course he knew what he was brewing, why wouldn’t he? He was just not thinking straight, thanks to her. How hard could talking to her be? Pretty hard.

“What are you brewing?” (Y/N) stood up and asked Pancy. Pancy started laughing and looked at her like she was a bunch of trash. That did something to Draco, and he stepped forward. (Y/N) was not trash.

“Is it that hard to answer?” he said, and he put his hand on her lower back. (Y/N)’s body stiffened, and he took his hand away. He did it without thinking, but it got him nervous. He wanted to be close to (Y/N), but he didn’t want to bother her.

Pansy looked at Draco as if he broke up their marriage, and looked at (Y/N).

“We are brewing draught of living death,” she said irritated.

“Thanks” (Y/N) said sarcastically. She sat down and opened her book. She started throwing ingredients into their cauldron and Draco lost count of it.

“Can I do something?” he asked. (Y/N) looked surprised, but nodded.

“Can you give me the Asphodel?” she asked. Maybe he wasn’t so bad, at least he wanted to help. He gave it to her and the moment their hands touched each other, a shiver ran down his spine. He looked into her eyes, her beautiful eyes, and forgot everything around them.
But then she looked away and put the Asphodel in the cauldron. Draco sighed. He looked behind her and saw that Harry Potter finished his potion and got a compliment from the professor. Everyone needed to come forward and look at Harry taking his ‘liquid luck’.
(Y/N) looked at Draco and realized she should have let him help her. Then she thought of the moment he stood up for her against Pansy. She held back a smile, but a grin formed on her face. Draco saw it and it let him smirk too. But then (Y/F/N) grabbed (Y/N)’s arm and took her with her.


At the end of the day, (Y/N) sat next to her friends during dinner. She was already wearing her Quidditch uniform because she had practice after dinner. She was on the Hufflepuff team and was a chaser.
When they were done she walked with (Y/F/N) to the Quidditch pit and went to the changing rooms. Their team captain, Zacharias Smith, held a speech about new training techniques.
When they got into the pit she looked over at the bleachers and saw her friend, a smile forming on her face. She looked further around her, and her eyes stopped by a figure at the other side of the pit. It was Draco.
Smith walked to the Slytherins and asked what they were doing there, the Hufflepuff had the pit for their own training. The team captain from the Slytherins said they had permission from Snape to practice.

“If you want to practice so badly, why not play a game against us?” he said, with an evil smirk. Smith glared at him and then looked at the team, and nodded.

“Good luck with losing,” he said, and he walked away. (Y/N) shook her head, they didn’t stand a chance. But they could try to win at least. They still had a real match to play against the Slytherins, so after this, they knew what they could expect.
The Hufflepuff took place on their broomsticks, pushed themselves from the ground and took their positions. A volunteer from the audience threw the four balls in the air and the game began.
(Y/N) was a sweet girl on the ground, but during Quidditch she was serious. She raced to the quaffle and caught it. She flew to the other side of the pit and approached the opposite goal. The beaters from Slytherin flew towards her, and her teammates fell around her. (Y/N) didn’t give up, came very close to the goal, and scored.
Her whole team was cheering, and she smiled broadly.

“Nice ball, (Y/L/N)” she heard someone say. She turned and saw the face of Draco Malfoy. Wearing a smirk, like always.

“Thanks, Malfoy.” she said.

anonymous asked:

Story time for all then poc on this blog~ my first (and current) boyfriend is from China and his mother used to scare me 💀 so when he introduced me to her, I nearly passed out and this woman started speaking Chinese and grabbing at my hands trying to hold them and then started hugging me and playing with my hair (it's like 3c? Shoulder length) and I thought she was talkin shit so I asked him tf she said and he said "she said she wants to treat you like a daughter" bitch I boohoo cried

OH MY GOD. THAT IS LEGIT SO CUTE. LIKE IM SQUEALING FOR YOU ;A; goals girl let that mama spoil you XD he’ll never go any where with her approval. That gif was literally me reading that lol

Originally posted by chungahhx3

Leia: I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m a member of the Imperial Senate on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan.

Vader:

Originally posted by amgc-96

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Ring! Ring! Sehun is calling! ヾ(〃^∇^)ノ♪

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Oh, look. It’s a mysterious light. Shining round a corner. Approximately ten feet away.

First of all, Bellamy and Clarke have always been at the center of this show. It has always been the story of — on some level — Clarke and her relationship to Bellamy. And whether they were going to survive or not depended on how well those two human beings worked together — whether romantic or otherwise. I try not to take a position on it. I think it’s ultimately kind of a Rorschach test for people: any interpretation is right, there’s no right and wrong. Until we commit canonically to it, you’re free to interpret it any way you want.
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JRoth’s EW Interview 

I have been saying this for years. Vindication is real and it is mine. (Also, peep JRoth saying “until we commit” and not “if we commit”.

Y'all, Hazel and Nico are not actually 70+ years old….