he should be playing and not in the stands :(

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my hobby is getting heated over ppl mistreating jotaro on twitter

anyway you can like or dislike him, but claiming he has no personality or has no regard for others’ wellbeing is bullshit. y’all really forgetting that time he bet his soul to save kakyoin? he didn’t even let joseph play the game saying “grandpa have you played any of these games more than kakyoin?” even though he himself doesn’t know how to play it

his way of showing emotions is different from, say, joseph’s who wears his heart on his sleeve, a lot of his feelings are concealed.

he was a lil shit to his mother, and he handled parenting horribly, that is true, but he’s clearly shown as a person who has difficulties in showing affection, and the reason he left his family is not to get them involved in this stand bullshit - he learned first hand that stand users attract each other.

but should i really remind you about this:

or this:

or this:

or this:

i could dig out more proof but i ain’t spending any more time on y’all dumbasses who can’t actually think about the reason for the character’s actions for a second

i do like to make fun of araki from time to time, but he knew what he was doing when creating jojos. they’re the core of the story after all. and you have to embrace their differences - as a matter of fact, it’s what makes all the jojos interesting

Resurrection 

Teddy: *lies awake in bed, unable to sleep*

Teddy: *sighs, glancing around the faintly lit room* *slips out of bed*

Teddy: *makes his way outside, the full moon looming overhead*

Teddy: *glances over at the forbidden forest* *breath catches*

Teddy: Don’t even think about it… You definitely shouldn’t do it. *takes a deep, calming breath* …. Fuck it. 

*As the boy moves through the trees, he suddenly stumbles on something*

Teddy: *cringes and looks down* *spots an odd looking stone on the ground* 

Teddy: *holds up the stone, examining it* 

Voice: …… Yeah……

Tonks: *stares, trying to take in the sight of him* *shrugs weakly* 

Tonks: *glances slowly past Teddy and smiles* 

Voice: *sighs* Not… that… old…

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Best of Friends

Originally posted by spdrparker

Series: Tom Holland Imagines

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: SEX BABYYYYYYYYYYYY, aKA SMUT SO IF U HAVE A PROBLEM DNT READ

Word Count: 3,500

A/N: BROUGHT TO YOU BY RUM AND MANGO JUICE

Request from @thomas-stanleyholland : Tom and the Reader are Best friends. They have a sleepover and have an intense makeup session in his bed, maybe some smut and fluff?

HECK YES TO SMUT AND FLUFF :,)

I’ll revise for any mistakes in the morning, I’m exhausted xx


[Reader’s POV]


   Your flight just landed at the London City Airport. The captain explaining that we’re pulling up to the gate. People around you were getting restless to get off. You of course were still waking up from the nap you took.


   Pulling out your phone you open the camera. Flipping the screen you see your reflection. Sighing in relief that nothing was out of place. Turning your head to the side you check  you winged eyeliner. Thanking the makeup gods the liner or your fake lashes you have on didn’t get fucked up.


  Feeling your phone vibrate you exit the camera app. A message from your best friend pops up. A smile on your face when you read it. Standing up once you see people emptying the seats in front of you. Reaching above you grab your suitcase with your backpack slung over your shoulder. Carrying the suitcase you lift it sideways to head down the narrow aisle.


   Someone pushes past you making you stumble a bit.  You huff out in frustration glaring at the back of the person. Readjusting your purse you make your way down the hall of the gate.  Your suitcase making sounds as it rolled and bumped over the bumps in the gate flooring.


   Walking over towards the bathroom you walk in and head towards a bigger mirror. Fixing your beanie that was on your head. It was your best friend’s beanie he gave you before he had to fly to the states for work.  Reapplying a coat of maroon lipstick  to your faded lips you leave feeling a little better.


   Looking at the  signs you see which way to turn for the baggage claim.  The escalator taking you down to the lower level. Stepping forward when you reach the end, you head towards a hooded figure. The sign said your name and beside the figure was your bag. He looks up from his phone, glasses shielding his eyes. A smile giving him way completely.

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BTS Scenario | Daddy Dom

A/N: Hi guys! It’s Admin Sunshine, thank you for supporting me. I’ll be re-posting my reactions & scenarios on my blog.

PS: All of my reactions/scenarios and fictions will be fixed and there will be new things added in.

Aftercare is not included.

Not requested.

Warnings: Smut


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24 // stiles stilinski

Summary: Y/N develops a strange fascination with Stiles’ lacrosse jersey

Requested: no, this has been in my drafts since lacrosse week & @mf-despair-queen finally convinced me to finish this so this one goes out to her

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language & smut

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The first time he saw the jersey he didn’t think much of it. To him, it was just an article of clothing that was two sizes too big and smelled heavily of off brand laundry detergent from the last person who wore it. When he had initially decided to tryout for the lacrosse team he didn’t expect to be spending as much time on the bench as he did. Surely he’d be allowed to play a couple of times, right?

Wrong.

His freshman year was spent keeping the cold metal bench warm. Nevertheless, that didn’t stop his friends from coming out and supporting him. Even when his dad couldn’t show up he knew he could count on Y/N to.

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You Scared, Baby?

Summary: It takes Phil a long time to figure out why Dan insists on watching horror movies, even though they scare him half to death. When he finally does, he comes up with a plan.

Genre: Smut

Word count: 4,910

Kinks/Warnings: Consensual non-con (it’s fairly mild and entirely roleplay, but still please be careful if you’re sensitive to that kind of thing), fear kink, pain kink, degradation, dirty talk, BDSM themes.

It takes Phil near on seven years to figure out why Dan loves horror movies so much. In his defence, for the first six of them his brain is so overwhelmed with the effort of pretending their relationship is just platonic that he doesn’t really let himself ponder the little things. Once they finally get their shit together and become an official couple, Phil is able to think about the intricate parts of Dan’s personality without feeling like an overly invasive creep. He notices so many new things about Dan once they start sharing a bed and has so many of his suspicions confirmed – for example, yes, he does like having his neck bitten – but this is one thing that still has him stumped. Dan professes to love horror movies, but they scare the absolute shit out of him every time. Obviously being scared is the whole point and people tend to like the adrenaline rush they get from it, but Dan is like a child when it comes to scary movies. He sits up for half the night with all the lights on, barely able to go to the bathroom alone, and Phil just doesn’t understand why he does it to himself. It’s not like he’s being forced to watch it or anything – Phil doesn’t mind them, but he’s never usually the one to go out of his way to pick them. It’s always Dan who downloads them and insists they watch with the lights off. It doesn’t make any sense to him –  until suddenly it hits him one night while Dan’s riding his dick.

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A concept: a new member of the JL plans to work on a case in the Batcave because, since Bruce is always so quiet and stoic, it must be a good working environment.

They knock on the Wayne Manor door and Bruce answers, dressed in a designer three-piece suit, with bags under his eyes and a mug of coffee in one hand. He grunts a greeting. 

Behind him is a small child with a sword longer than his arms, standing on a table to get to the same height as the blonde girl he’s loudly arguing with. An older teenager with a gun strapped to his thigh is sprawled across the couch, making what he thinks to be a compelling argument about why he should be able to kill his way out of his problem. No one remembers what the problem is.

A boy in his mid twenties is standing on the banister of the stairs, announcing his next trick. A girl in a wheelchair watches him, rolling her eyes before returning her attention to her laptop. Yet another former Robin is in the state between sleep and consciousness where he’s starting to hallucinate. At least three more people are here, none of whom are Bruce’s children, but they keep ducking in and out of various doors. 

There’s music playing at just the right volume so you can forget about it until you pause for too long and hear it again in the background. No one is sure where it’s coming from or who put it on. 

Alfred is calmly sitting in the living room, drinking a cup of tea as if nothing is happening.

Oh Sehun//Love Thy Neighbor

Originally posted by wooyoung

Summary: You move into a new apartment after your boyfriend leaves to go abroad, making your relationship long distance. You’re tired, stressed and missing him - and your next door neighbor isn’t making life any easier. (Part 1/Part 2)
Scenario: neighbor!AU, slightly angsty
Word Count: 3,712

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if the sky could dream 

[mike wheeler x reader]

author’s note: been wanting to write this but just didn’t know how to go about it, kinda happy w/ how it turned out tho. i love writing the boys so much, they’re the perfect practice for writing a conversation involving multiple people 

word count: 1,671

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bakery au (oldie but a goodie)

Part 1

“He hates me,” Bitty moaned, flopping on his couch. Holster was raiding his kitchen, listening to his rant about Jack Zimmermann.

“I don’t even know what I did wrong! Maybe it was because I told him that he played a hard game last night the first time he came into the bakery? All he does is glare at me and say stuff like ‘Eric, the coffee is too sweet,’ or ‘Eric, you need more protein.’”

“Brah, maybe Zimmermann just has a total resting bitch face,” said Holster as he pulled out a leftover pie from Bitty’s fridge. “Guy seems fucking intense. At least he’s good for business.”

“He keeps on glaring at me! And he comes in, like, three times a week. Orders a coffee and just drinks it in his corner, ignores my attempts at conversation even though, mind you, he has already said some pretty rude stuff!”

“The guy’s a celebrity, he probably has his head so far in his ass and doesn’t care about shit, and also just wants some privacy. Bits, you haven’t been taking pictures of him and posting it on twitter have you?” Holster asked, alarmed.

Bitty gasped, “Adam Birkholtz! I would never!”

“Then just treat him like an antisocial customer, he can’t be the only one going to the bakery who doesn’t want conversation and just wants service and food,” Holster said, dropping down next to Bitty on the couch with two tins of pie.

“I know,” Bitty sighs. “He’s just…so handsome. And he was so nice to Nursey when that fool tripped. And he tips generously. And he’s just so gorgeous, even when he’s glaring at me and speaking in grunts whenever I ask him how his day has been. I just want him to like me!”

Holster navigated the TV to a rerun of Golden Girls and handed Bitty one of the pie tins. “I think that’s your problem. You’re an amazing person, Bits, but maybe you can be a bit too friendly for resting bitch face robozoid Zimmermann. Maybe stop asking him about his day and just let him chill.”

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Fic Rec #2

Time for some weekly recs!!! Also there is something I want to address… The Larry fandom has amazing fic writers (and content creators in general) but there is a serious lack of active readers in the fandom. If you love a fic or have enjoyed reading it, please leave a comment to appreciate their hard work! It doesn’t take you much time but it makes their day!! It also encourages them to write more! Keeping that in mind, let us move on to the actual fic rec:


  Ever Since by letsjustsee  @letsjustsee      

A very fluffy AU where Louis finds a lost dog that he wishes he could keep - until he meets his owner, who he wishes he could keep more. 

**This was such a cute and fluffy AU! It will melt your heart!


 New Man by make_this_feel_like_home   

Louis Tomlinson is newly single for the first time in his adult life. He’s just ended his relationship with his uni-sweetheart and things are messy to say the least. Zayn has never been good at coping, so when he flaunts his new man to Louis, Louis is less than surprised. He knows it’s not going to last. Harry has horrible taste in food, drinks beer but inexplicably has a six-pack, owns the ugliest boots known to man-kind and has a really kind heart. Louis shouldn’t still be so tangled up in his old life, and he definitely shouldn’t be having regular conversations with his ex’s new boyfriend… but things are messy.

Or, The one where Louis falls for his old man’s new man.

** Inspired by Ed Sheeran’s song! There is a bit of zouis and zarry but nothing explicit.


 Like Candy In My Veins by littlelouishiccups  @littlelouishiccups    

Um…” Harry said slowly after a moment. “Okay. That’s… this is… Let me get this straight.” He lifted up a hand and swallowed. “You told your family that you have a boyfriend… and my name was the first one you thought of?”

 “Harry Potter was on TV, alright? It wasn’t that much of a stretch.” Louis pinched the bridge of his nose. He couldn’t believe he was explaining himself to Harry fucking Styles. He couldn’t believe he was stooping this low. “Forget it. I’m sorry I even thought about bringing you into this.”

Harry snorted. “What? Did you want me to pretend to be your boyfriend or something?”

**This is an old one that I reread. A very cute fake relationship AU. Plus A/B/O. So win-win!!


Cold Little Heart by seducedbycurls (WIP)

Louis is a soft omega with an abusive past and an alpha child
A few months after getting a divorce, Louis meets Harry, an ex-military alpha wolf that offers him something -odd.

In exchange for teaching him how to cook, Harry will babysit his son, Abraham
Louis really could use the help.

**Oh god!! This fic! At last we have a kid fic where the kid actually acts like a kid!!! Abby or Abraham is so cute here and there is no kid playing matchmaker stuff here which I love because it is much more believable like that! This story is heartwarming and the character dynamics are to die for! Harry might seem a little ooc but it is for a reason. Give this fic a read (BTW, the author’s writing style is a little unique. It gets some getting used to. They have written one of my all time fav fics but that is for another time)


 Never Let Me Go by loveisalaserquest17   @loveisalaserquest17

  Harry and Louis have been friends forever, but they couldn’t be more different. One night, with a little too much alcohol, they make a pact to marry in ten years if they’re both still single.
Now, one month before the deadline, Louis is willing to do whatever it takes to avoid ending up with his best friend. But is he, really? | Loosely inspired by The 10 Year Plan    

**This fic was good! The angst comes in small but powerful doses!


It’s a Better Place (Since You Came Along) by  phdmama  @phdmama

When Harry Styles, a mid-level talent, Finder, and small business owner, sets off on the vacation of a lifetime with his best friend, Niall Horan, he has no idea the changes his life will undergo over the next nine days. He’s got it all planned - there’s going to be shore excursions, lounging by the pool on the deck of the luxurious cruise ship, not to mention margaritas. What he does not plan for are the new friends, new bonds, or the mystery from his past that comes back to haunt him, and he certainly hasn’t planned for Louis. 

**Another reread! The setting of the fic is very unique. That is the first thing that drew me in. The characters (especially Louis) are very nicely fleshed out. Also, prepared to be surprised!


Be with me so happily by BriaMaria     @briannamarguerite

the one where Harry Styles has a bad reputation and a heart of gold, and Louis Tomlinson wishes he wasn’t so enchanted by boys who looked like Disney characters and wore shirts with bumble bees on them.

[aka Louis is the director of the Styles Elephant Sanctuary and really doesn’t want to babysit his funder’s spoiled lay-about son for two months]

**Ooh another unique fic. Louis is the director of an elephant sanctuary and Harry is the son of Anne, the main sponsor of the said sanctuary. Its kind of enemies to lovers!!


 heading for a small disaster by suspendrs       @suspendrs 

He and Harry have never had an interaction outside of this car, and they probably never will. After all, Harry is just the guy that drives Louis to work, and Louis is just another customer. That’s all they are, really.

Harry drives an Uber and Louis’s life is falling apart.              

**This fic hits you like a ton of bricks. If you want to cry in a very uncool way, read this.


Your Good Side by sweetums   @darlou  

“Hi, I’m Harry. I don’t think we’ve met yet, just wanted to say I’m excited to work with you.” Harry says once he’s walked over, smiling at Louis. He would go for a handshake but that seems a bit too formal maybe.

“Hi, are you one of the extras?” Louis responds, clearly trying to be polite and failing. Harry feels himself start to frown.

“Er, no, I’m Harry, Harry Styles? I play Alex.” he explains. Obviously he’s not egotistic enough to think everyone on set should know who he is. But then again, they did so far.

“Ohhh, the pop star right?” Louis quips.

And okay. That’s probably the most blatant anyone has been about their preconceptions of him.

“Well, yeah, I’m in a band if that’s what you mean. We’re on a hiatus right now but we’re still working on music.” he says, trying not to be affected by Louis’ condescension.

“Right, so not an actor. Just a way to get us more press.” It’s annoying but Louis’ slight smirk really suits him. He’s literally standing there insulting Harry but Harry feels almost charmed. Still offended, though.

AU where Harry can’t seem to win over his Dunkirk co-star. Inspired by Joey and Kate from Friends.

**I loved this one. We seriously need more Dunkirk AUs in this fandom. Plus its based on FRIENDS! 


Paint Me In A Million Dreams by green_feelings @greenfeelings

Harry’s one of Hollywood’s biggest actors, has made a name for himself in prestigious films and lives the life of a superstar. There’s just one thing missing to make it picture-perfect, but the one Harry’s in love with is completely out of reach for him. Enter Louis, one of Hollywood’s biggest actors himself, who just came out of the closet and taps new genres in the industry. When Louis sacks the role Harry auditioned for in Scorsese’s next big film, their irrational feud starts. Who could have guessed it would get even worse when for promo season, their teams decide to present them as a couple for publicity?

In short, Harry’s in love with someone and doesn’t care about dating anyone else, Louis never felt home in L.A., Liam writes love songs for someone he shouldn’t write love songs to, and Niall makes everything better with good food.

**Oooh I reread this fic a lot! And I was there when it was just a baby. I don’t really need to say much about a green_feelings fic, do I? You already know how good it will be!!! 


 How Fast You Fall by FullOnLarrie    @fullonlarrie

They meet as transfer students at university orientation, and Louis wants Harry the first time he sees him. But Louis isn’t looking for a boyfriend. With school and work, he doesn’t have time for anything more than a casual hookup. When they become roommates, Louis decides it’s best not to pursue Harry and take the chance of messing up their living situation. They quickly become good friends and soon Louis realizes that his attraction is much more than just physical. However, because Harry has a plan to stay single and celibate until he graduates, Louis assumes that he doesn’t stand a chance, and tries everything he can think of to make himself forget about his feelings for Harry.      

**Oh sweet angst! There is plenty of it here! And I love it! As Harry would say:

 

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anonymous asked:

I wish you would write a fic where... alicia and bob are very parenty toward jack. because I live for the zimmermanns.

set very early during Jack’s freshman year

Jack phones buzzes. Again. 

He glares at it until it stops. Then turns back to his eggs. 

Of course, then it starts up. Again.

That makes the fifth time this morning. And it’s only 10am. 

“Holy shit, Zimmermann,” Mark Winger says, unnecessarily loud. Mark Winger is always unnecessarily loud. And since he is sitting three seats down from Jack, the rest of the table goes silent. “Who the fuck is texting you?”

Jack feels his face heat up. It’s only the second week of practice and it’s weird because he doesn’t know these people but they all know him–or at least they know enough. They know he was good at hockey and then fucked it all up and they know who his dad is and his mom and they know because everyone knows and he…

He is not used to being the new guy. He doesn’t remember the last time he was the new guy. At least, not the new guy on a hockey team. And sure he’s good but also crazy and they know it and it just makes him feel tight and unsure and–

“No one,” Jack says when it becomes clear people actually expect him to answer. (God he wishes they wouldn’t do that. Just let him sit quietly. Play hockey. Not talk). 

His phone buzzes again. He glances at the screen. 

“Brah, no one has texted you like 18 thousand times,” Dave Cohen says. His tone is a bit nicer but the question still stands. 

“It’s just my parents,” Jack finally mumbles. He shovels a huge bite of eggs in his mouth to try and stave off any other questions. 

“Awww, does little Zimms need to check in with his mama and papa?” Winger says and the mood shifts. Jack sees some people frown but some of the other boys are annoyed that he is here, he knows it, and ribbing is pretty much a part of hockey culture so he should have some sort of come back to this and it’s somehow even more embarrassing that he is older than some of these boys but still a freshmen and a fuck-up and he doesn’t–

“Aw, shit man,” a voice comes and Jack glances to his left to see one of the walk-ons called Shitty sliding into the seat next to him. “You just wish Alicia Zimmermann was texting you on the regular. Dude, you must know you have no chance with that ugly fucking face of yours.”

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books-makeup-and-fandoms  asked:

When you explained the tropes you mentioned the "Stiles finds out about werewolves because Derek keeps sniffing him" and I was wondering if you could find some fics like that? I wouldn't know what tag(s) to search for. Thank you!

Hey @books-makeup-and-fandoms! Here’s some Werewolf Reveal for Sterek. - Anastasia

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to bring good fortune by billtheradish

(2/2 I 7,777 I Explicit)

Nearly six full years of higher education without ever partying to the point of blackout, apparently destroyed by fucking tea.

Or:

In which Derek doesn’t remember getting into bed with this guy, and that’s only the beginning of the surprises in store for him.

Baby, you should stick around by ElisAttack

(3/3 I 9,543 I Teen)

Derek’s driving along a stretch of highway when an unusual sight makes him slow down, the engine of his old pickup rattling in protest.

There’s a kid standing by the side of the road.

It’s the middle of nowhere, the goddamn apocalypse, and this kid is standing by the side of the road with his thumb pointed skyward. Like he’s playing at being a hitchhiker.

Or the one where Stiles thinks he’s all alone in a post-apocalyptic world, until he meets Derek.

Love Is A Force Of Nature by Brego_Mellon_Nin

(1/1 I 13,662 I Explicit)

When Derek’s father sat him down for the sex talk when Derek was thirteen, he’d explained that werewolves felt things more intensely than humans when they found their mate.

So, even though Derek really wants Stiles, he holds back on his urges until Stiles is ready. As it happens, Stiles turns out to be an early bloomer.

Growing Up With You by WhereAreTheBreaks

(18/19 I 22,716 I Teen)

It all started with a strange scent in the grocery store, and now Derek can’t imagine his life without the hyperactive little shit that is Stiles Stilinski. He didn’t know why he always felt the need to be close to the boy but his mom’s knowing looks certainly weren’t helping.

Maybe There’s Blood in This Stone Yet by Batwynn

(5/? I 28,296 I Teen)

Stiles and his dad move into a small town just in time for his junior year in high school. His dad gets the cushy sheriff job, presumably all desk work and less being shot at, and Stiles gets to meet new people.

Like the thing that chaises him through the woods his third day in, or the group of teenagers who call themselves a pack, or Deputy Hale, who has the most amazing eyes Stiles has ever seen, and who also knows weird things about him without even asking. All in all, Beacon Hills is turning out to be anything but boring.

When You’re Close I Feel the Sparks by Leslie_Knope

(4/4 I 39,671 I Mature)

The guy is hot as hell, sure—leather jacket and glasses, Jesus, be still Stiles’ poor, bisexual, beating heart—but more importantly, it must really suck being new on the first day of senior year.

“We’re adopting him,” he decides, tugging Scott and Kira by the elbow in that direction. “Let’s go.”

Suspicious Minds by HaleHole (SweetFanfics)

(1/1 I 40,105 I Explicit)

“Don’t feed Balto your pizza,” Stiles mildly warns his daughter.

“Derek.”

Stiles pauses, mouth open and cheese sliding off the pizza as he parrots, “Derek? Who’s Derek?”

His daughter rolls her eyes, like Stiles has just asked her the dumbest question ever. “The wolf, Daddy!”

“You changed his name?” Stiles asks in surprise. Usually she’s pretty set about naming things. Her doll’s name was decided two seconds after receiving it, the car has been Alonzo for three years now, and the toaster ‘Pop’ for the last six months.

Meg nods, prodding the sliding cheese back on top of her slice. “Yeah. He told me his name is Derek. And that he doesn’t really like Balto.”

“Is that right?” he asks, eyeing the wolf who seems far too interested in watching a pair of animated moose arguing. It’s official. This wolf is weird. This whole situation is weird.


Separated from Laura after being cornered by some hunters, an injured Derek finds himself being rescued by Stiles and his young daughter. In more than one way.

Just the Same by ericaismeg

(7/7 I 68,066 I General)

Something is seriously up with the captain of the lacrosse team. There’s just no way Derek Hale is human.
***
“I was wondering if you’re even human. You move so quickly. I mean, it’s ridiculously fast. No human should be able to move that fast, y'know? It’s unfair for us. I mean, it’s obvious you work out, and I don’t, so that could be why, but like…I was just wondering if you were human, that’s all.”

“Stop talking, Stilinski, or I'll—”

“Put me on the bench all season?” Stiles asks knowing full well that Derek Hale can’t threaten him with shit.

One life stand by Vendelin

(6/6 I 84,728 I Explicit)

Stiles is used to selling himself to make ends meet. But it’s getting harder to keep those ends meeting, and there’s only so much of Stiles to go around. Until a too-fancy car shows up in his neighborhood, and he meets Derek Hale.

All Derek wants is Stiles’s time, someone to stay on his arm for events and smile for the cameras. It’s the easiest job Stiles has ever had, the best-paying one he’s ever had, and he’s more than happy to sign up.

Derek is everything and nothing Stiles expects him to be, with his tailored suits, sharp mind and his quiet way of caring. But it’s just a job and Stiles never meant to fall in love.

Hallowed Grounds by damnfancyscotch

(19/19 I 109,578 I Mature)

Everything in Beacon Hills is the same when Stiles comes home from college.

Well, except for the fact that he’s a published author now, Scott is halfway across the world with a travelling circus, Erica’s epilepsy has been cured, her boss offers him a job too, and there’s this weird black dog that seems to be following him around just to judge him.

Oh, and the murders, of course.

But other than that stuff… totally the same old BH.

I don’t know why, but I kept thinking about Harry’s first tattoo this morning.

It happens a few years out of Hogwarts, after Auror training when Harry has enough experience to lead some missions or go onto the field on his own without an older supervisor.

He, Ron, Hermione, and a smattering of others from their lines of work gather every other Friday at their favorite bar tucked into the edge of Diagon Alley. It’s how they unwind after a long week at work, catch up when life becomes too hectic to know what everyone’s up to. And it’s not too popular which allows them to relax without worrying about press or excited citizens. 

It’s late, and mostly everyone has decided to head home, but Harry is just tipsy enough that he knows he may get sick after floo-ing home and he can’t concentrate enough for what’s required to apparate. So he exits the bar and wanders down the darkened streets of Diagon Alley to clear his head, thankful that everyone is too wrapped up in their own business to care that Harry Potter is in their vicinity. A few people gasp, nod, and wave at him, which he tries to minimize and keep moving.

He stumbles upon the tattoo shop by accident, ducking into the nearest door when he hears a sharp “Oh! Wait! Is that–?” from behind. 

The shop is empty save for a light coming from a back room, and Harry considers leaving again before whoever works here comes out to see him in their shop, but then movement against the wall catches his eye and he’s mesmerized into stillness. The walls are covered with prints, various small designs and occasionally larger pieces scattered all over in a similar aesthetic common in muggle tattoo shops, except these tattoos move. They twirl and interact like the paintings in Hogwarts, though they’re silent while doing so. He sees tiny broomsticks zooming across the walls, butterflies, birds, owls, and even dementors flying alongside them. There are hearts that actually beat, flames that flicker, typewriter text that repeatedly appears and disappears. There’s a whole section of ladies who giggle together, waving and winking when they notice him noticing them. One of the mermaids whispers to her friend and Harry finds himself blushing at artwork, wondering if they can actually gossip in whatever plane of existence these things exist in.

“Sorry mate, we’re closed,” a gruff voice announces behind him and it takes all of Harry’s training to prevent him from flinching or looking like he just got caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to do. The man from the back is dressed very casually for Diagon Alley, in a sweater with rolled up sleeves and dark jeans. Before Harry can even register his face, however, his eyes zero in on the moving images on his forearms. He’s not close enough to see details, but he thinks he catches sight of a rose blooming and wilting in a continuous loop. An actual moving tattoo.

“You hear me?” the man asks again, his tone making it clear that Harry isn’t welcome at this time. 

“S-sorry,” Harry stutters, still feeling the after affects the drinks. His brain feels slow and clumsy, like he can’t keep up with this new process of information.

He knows he’s recognized as soon as the man’s eyes flicker to the scar on his forehead. Thankfully, the man doesn’t seem to care all that much about who he is. “Boy savior or not, we’re closed. I know I didn’t lock up yet but we aren’t open until 11 tomorrow. If you want a tat I suggest you come back then.” There’s a pregnant pause and the man’s eyes seem to see through him. “When you’re sober.”

“I wasn’t looking to get a tattoo,” Harry tries to explain.

“Then you’re really in the wrong place.” He gestures to the door and Harry turns to leave, not wanting to get on this guy’s wrong side or continue invading a closed shop. 

Right as he’s about to open the door, a flash of gold jerks away from the handle and Harry’s eyes (tipsy or not) are fixed on the familiar movement. He follows the shiny blur as it streaks across the walls, avoiding all of the other designs with ease before settling in the back corner, nearly disappearing within a pot of gold at the bottom of a rainbow. A snitch. He hasn’t played quidditch in so long…

“If you change your mind you can come back tomorrow, kid. Closed means no more customers.” Harry considers making a comment about not being a kid anymore but decides against it, leaving the shop and walking out onto the thankfully empty street.

Harry returns to the bar and uses their floo to make it back home. He thankfully doesn’t throw up but he lays awake in bed that night thinking about that tattoo shop, imagining all the different pieces of art people could have moving on their bodies.


He can’t stop thinking about the shop. It’s been a month and he’s still thinking about it. His brain has started to imagine different moving pieces on his own body and he spends a much longer time shirtless in front of the mirror considering what it might look like. He asks around, and not many people seem to have these sorts of tattoos. “I’ve heard about it,” Auror Johnson tells him, “But I think it’s new. Tattoos have always been more popular with muggles.” 

Hermione tells him that tattoos, permanent markers, have always been something wizards are cautious of. Something about ancient runes and the connection between artist and canvas. 

Ron scoffs loudly and explains the story of Bill and Charlie’s little adventure to get tattoos years back. How his mom had been furious and forbade any of the rest of them from even thinking about doing the same. “She’s popped in on us in the shower before, just to make sure.” Harry doesn’t have to ask to know that Charlie probably has a wicked dragon tattoo somewhere on his person. 

The more he thinks about it, the more anxious he is to return to the tattoo shop.


He goes back three months after the accidental entry. He’s walked past the outside numerous times, always passing it when he’s in the area getting drinks. The bright neon TATTOO sign out front is magical, the winding neon strands changing fonts and colors as it hovers in front of the shop. It’s calling out to him, literally and metaphorically.

He makes an appointment that night, right before closing, and the shop owner warns him against drinking beforehand. Because 1) he won’t do a tattoo Harry will change his mind about and 2) it doesn’t actually help you ignore the pain like people think it will. Magical tattoos don’t hurt any less than muggle ones.

Harry figures if he can die and come back to life that a tattoo won’t be so bad. 

He’s right.

That night he goes home and immediately strips off his t-shirt, standing in front of the mirror, smiling at the reddened flesh on his ribs that’s wrapped up and in a still position until it’s healed enough. It should be ready within a few days, the shop owner had said. Harry stares at the design in the mirror, giddy with excitement at his reckless decision for the first time in too long.


It becomes a game of sorts for Harry to play a Seeker’s game in the mirror after a shower or when he’s brushing his teeth. The golden snitch flits around his body with speed that’s startlingly accurate, wings fluttering at a pace that’s nearly invisible to the naked eye. It disappears behind his back, around his arms, hides itself in his hair. His hand jerks out to catch it right as it ducks down his neck, chest, under his pants. Harry laughs, feeling comfortable in this skin with it’s new companion.

He wakes up the next morning with the sunlight streaming into his bedroom through the light colored curtains. His vision is blurry without his glasses, but he sees the snitch tucked in his right palm, wings folded inside almost as if it too is sleeping. Harry curls his fingers, mouth twitched into a sleepy grin, and falls back asleep.

Great Comet Things

So here’s a list of great comet tidbits from the last two times i saw it. I made another post about the first time i saw it a while ago that has my some other moments of interest. Honestly I’ve now seen this show three times and I still feel like I missed a million things

-I know a lot of people talk about this but Marya wears a black leather jumpsuit and holds a riding crop during the duel and also is having the time of her life on the platform by the door playing a big drum during balata

-i think it was during pierre but there’s just a neat moment where four different men are lined up playing guitar

-Andrey gives Natasha a necklace right at the beginning of the show, and then later during charming Helene actually takes it off of her, gives her one of her necklaces, and keeps the andrey necklace for herself

-oh also during the first half of charming natasha is in her underwear

-right at the beginning of no one else the entire lighting of the theatre changes to blue

-right after the duel anatole and helene mime this little “boxing” moment its just really cute

-When Anatole and Natasha first kiss during the ball, that sound is actually the entire ensemble doing rings around the rim of the their glasses. They each stop one by one and the last person to let go is Helene who lingers a little bit longer than everyone else, and there’s a dim spotlight on her as she stops

-during dust and ashes the ensemble is all over the theatre doing those backup vocals, but they come out in the mezzanine almost in like a procession, and line up all the way across the mezzanine, and also all the way down the aisles in the orchestra. It had a very like voyeuristic quality? Like Pierre is being looked over by all these people it’s really beautiful

-in a call to pierre, when marya sends the letter, paul pinto carries it over to pierre and those hanging lights like light up to follow the letter? its on that big ascending run in the music and you can really only tell when you sit in the mezzanine but its a cool effect

-during the opera if you sit in the mezzanine, after the initial opera part when it gets to “in the second act there were tombstones,” gelsey bell and paul pinto come up to the mezzanine and continue to mime the opera

-during one of the newer parts in the abduction when music gets all big and grand, there’s a man on the stage by the door at the top doing like that russian dance where you’re on your heels and then bounce up, but really slowly, BUT there’s also a man up the mezzanine doing the exact same thing and they’re facing each other almost like they’re having a dance off from across the theatre and they both have huge spotlights on them

-there’s about five million things that are happening during the abduction actually so i won’t go into all of them, but i also love the “accordion-off” that sort of happens between the two women who play it

-if you watch the tony performance you can catch a lot of the other little moments like natasha smashing a painting over balagas head, of course the making out, and everyone throwing what i think are pages of war and peace everywhere 

- so when they do the fur cloak part an ensemble member comes to the front and acts out the whole thing while playing violin, her name is pearl rhein and when i talked to her at stage door i was like “i love your feature!” and she just goes “ME TOO!” and then goes “yeah people always ask me what my favorite part is and i just go well my part!” it was so cute

-there’s one or two times in the show when sonya and anatole cross paths on stage and she just glares at him

-when natasha poisons herself marya and sonya are both sitting onstage in the audience, and i’m pretty sure sonya immediately stands up, but i know marya does, an the she just watches her before they run after her offstage

-dolokhov plays the guitar during natasha very ill which i found neat

-its so funny when pierre sings “unable to find the sleeves” at the end of pierre and natasha, i’m pretty sure that at every show i was at the audience thought he had messed up and ad-libbed that

-when i talked to grace clean at stage door i told her i loved her music and she said there should be an album very soon if anyone was curios

-when i met paul pinto at stage door i told him that he has insane energy and he just goes “yeah it must be all that cocaine” before laughing and going “WAIT don’t do drugs”

Save Me A Dance

Pairing: Y/N/Calum

Rating: All

Request: Yes

Words: 4.000+

Summary: Y/N is sad at her best friend’s wedding when realizing that she’s so behind, she doesn’t have a future with someone and most probably will end up alone. That changes when Calum catches her at the hallway ready to leave and proves that it doesn’t take the title of husband and wife to have the best dance of her life

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Haven’t Seen Her

Title: Haven’t Seen Her

Author: SomeonexSomeone

Pairing: Jacksepticeye x fem!reader

Word Count: 1766 

Summary: Jack has a new girlfriend?

A/N: This story is told as the reader is female. For my NonBinary/Male pals out there, if you would like for me to rewrite the story with genderless pronouns, just let me know and I’ll get it up as soon as possible

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Jack had a new girlfriend. The internet was buzzing, his community talking about it on every form of social media. Who had managed to catch the eye of the sweet, loud, Irish boy? More importantly, how had they not noticed? The clues should have been as clear as day, not to mention all the times he mentioned you.

       The first time he mentioned you, it was a passing remark. No one really took notice of it, too occupied laughing and focused on what the Irish man was doing. Smiling, he held up a handful of containers, and a small note with scribbles on it.


       “So, I got my make up here that was so generously loaned to me. (Y/N) put a little list here for me so I knew what order to put them on.”

       The second time was a few months later, when he was doing a new and improved house tour. Not much changed, though it was always entertaining to watch the shaky camera and the happy voice accompanying it.

       “This plant is very pretty. Its not mine though, I’m just watching over it while (Y/N) visits her family.”

       Yet, the fans still didn’t seem to pick up on anything. Sure, there were a few comments here and there about what he had said, but they were buried deep in the comments section, covered by links and click bait ads.

       The third time sparked interest within his community, more and more people noticing your name popping up here and there, casually as if he had already told them who you were. Had he? Or was this a new development?

       “What’s my favourite memory of 2015? Oh, that’d have to be the time a bunch of my friends and I went on a group camping trip. It was amazing. I never really get to hang out with people as much, not that I’m complaining or anything. It was just nice to get away for the weekend. (Y/N) and I had canoed down the river, and almost got lost if it wasn’t for her being smart enough to bring a compass.”

       By now, theories began to pop up. Did Jack get a girlfriend? An old family friend? A neighbour? No one could figure it out, and Jack had given them no clues. People began writing stories, drawing art, trying to guess who you were and what you looked like. It wasn’t until the four incident, when they finally got some clue into who you were.

       “Top of the morning to you laddies. My name is Jacksepticeye!”

       Thousands of people watched in confusion as Jack sat in front of the screen, his face being the only thing seen, awe and confusion on his face as he looked off screen, and not the game that was put in the title. That wasn’t the only thing that was off. The voice of the intro, however, wasn’t his. It was a woman’s voice, melodic and teasing as she practically screamed the line he was known for. Jack laughed, slouching over the table slightly before quickly standing up, only the corner of his jaw seen of his face, whispering something to someone off screen. There was a laugh, then Jack getting pushed back into view of the camera, before the video reset, playing the intro as it should have been, as if nothing had happened. An arm, a hand, and a glimpse of hair was all they got, but it was enough to explode the internet.  

       The fifth incident was different than the others. It was a vlog, nothing too unusual for Jack to do every now and then. However, this time, he stood in front of a hair salon, his green hair faded so much it was practically yellow.

       “Top of the morning to you laddies! My name is Jacksepticeye, and welcome to another vlog! I know I’ve been doing quite a few of these lately, but this time, I’ve brought you to the hairdresser! Tons of people asked me to show me going to get my haired dyed, and the process of it. And in order to not bore myself. I’ve brought along a friend!”

       There was a cheerful hello in the background, but Jack hadn’t turned the camera, the voice hidden, and the person unknown. Was this (Y/N)? The girl that had started showing up in Jacks videos more and more? The audience waited in anticipation, enjoying themselves already.

       The video continues, Jack doing things here and there, cracking a few jokes and introducing the lady who was dying his hair. However, it was soon obvious whom he had brought with him, as the same name rang out half way through, and a woman walking behind Jack as he filmed himself looking in the mirror. The mystery girl had returned. Fans eagerly watched, hoping to catch another glimpse of her. However, the only thing they got was Jack retelling a joke you had said, or repeating a funny comment while you laughed in the background. It wasn’t until the end, when you were revealed again.

       “Don’t I look soooooo pretty!”

       Jack’s voice was high pitched, hands pulling your hair so it curled over his head, which was partially dyed to match his, as he smiled sweetly into the camera. You laughed from behind him, quickly stealing the camera, and your hair back, from his hands and flipping the camera to filming him. However, the camera had turned to your face, and for a split second, the world saw your face.

       Twitter blew up minutes after the vlog was posted, the hashtag #WhoIsJack’sNewGirlfriend? spread like wildfire, single shots of your blurry face everywhere.


       The sixth mention, wasn’t as much as a mention, but more a video. The video was titled “HAPPY WHEELS CHALLENGE…WITH A GUEST?!?!”, no mention of who it was, or if they had been on a video with him before. Fans spectated the video, starting with the intro, just as it always was. However, the camera was placed differently, so that Jack was completely visible till his waist. His arms were behind him, and two smaller hands replaced them, high-fiving the air beside the camera. Jack laughed as the hand totally failed, but continued to do his intro.

       "Top of the morning to you laddies! My name is Jacksepticeye, and welcome back to…HAPPY WHEELS! I have a very special guest with me today, (Y/N)! And this is a very stupid video we decided to do, because why not?! I’m going to have my arms behind my back, and (Y/N) is going to control the game for me, but she can’t see a thing! Hopefully this wont be a total disaster!“

       The video was full of laughs, screams, and Jacks new hands smacking his shoulder several times, which just made them laugh harder. It was hard not to laugh along, especially when Jack kept screaming while (Y/N) tried to do a spike fall. The fans hoped that they could at least see a small view of your face, however, Jacks back and shoulders covered everything that could have been seen.

       The seventh and final instance, was when the truth came out.

       Jack was filming another reading your comments video, a half a year after you were first mentioned. He started the first few as he normally did, a few silly one, a few serious ones with silly answers, and one serious one. And then, the moment of truth.

“Jack, can you please tell us who (Y/N) is? You’ve mentioned her a lot recently, and I know I’m not the one wondering. I’ve seen a lot of these comments recently, and yes, I have seen them and haven’t answered them. (Y/N) is a very special person to me, and I respect her enough not to be forcing her to do things she doesn’t want to do. She enjoys her privacy, and can be shy sometimes, so I don’t want to be forcing her to sit with me on camera, or be constantly filming what we do. When (Y/N) and I hang out, I don’t have to pretend with her. Not that I’m saying I pretend when I talk to you guys, but when I film, I constantly have to make things interesting, keep the energy going. (Y/N) is my rock, and I couldn’t imagine her not being in my life. When she’s ready, maybe she’ll introduce herself to you, but for now, please don’t pressure her into anything she doesn’t want to do. If you haven’t figured it out, (Y/N) is my girlfriend. We’ve been dating for almost eight months now, and honestly I’m so happy. I love her to death, and I hope you guys will love her just as much as I do. Okay, maybe not that much.”

       He ended the question with a giggle, and that was that.
     
       Of course you were mentioned more and more over the course of the year, Jacks face lighting up at your name and the stories he told. He apologized most of the time when a story got away from him about the two of you, but instead if receiving hate or comments that told him they didn’t want to hear stories about you, all the comments were positive. They loved hearing stories about you, about the life Jack had outside of YouTube. As soon as he started mentioning you, others did as well. Mark, Felix, and even Ken mentioned you at least once in their videos, excited for Jack and happy that he found someone to love as much as they had. Mark of course had to be the odd man out and have a whole story on one of his videos, but the fans loved it, laughing about how you got lost at the mall with them and had to huddle next to him until you two managed to find Jack again.

       It wasn’t until a year and a half later, when you were finally introduced to the world. It wasn’t a video like most hoped, a picture was what revealed you. Your face wasn’t in it completely, you were turned away, just the side of your face being seen, but Jack was full center. The pictured seemed almost better than a video when everyone saw the smiles on yours and Jacks face as he held your hand up, a ring on your ring finger sparkling in the light, did they realize that they didn’t need to see you to know that you made Jack incredibly happy. And that was enough for them.

Sterek High School AU

Some high school AU’s for @dude-its-stars-hollow 💗💗💗

Don’t Go Breakin’ My Heart [i couldn’t if i tried] by crossroadswrite (G 2k)

Contrary to popular belief, Derek Hale – co-captain of the basketball team and AP student who volunteers in the library – isn’t actually as smooth as people might think.

Shy Wolf by LadyDrace (T 2k)

Shy werewolf Derek Hale is new to Beacon Hills High, and Stiles falls hard and fast.

You Can Be My Lover, I Can Be Your Love by scepticallyopenminded (G 2k)

Which is why he’s so confused when she and Stiles Stilinski start dating, because he’s had an epic crush on Stiles since they’d started sitting together at lunch the previous semester (that had to do with Stiles’ friendship with Lydia, who was good friends with Laura, and the fact that Stiles’ best friend was dating Allison, who was Lydia’s best friend). 

And if Laura knows about his crush on Stiles, she definitely wouldn’t be dating him. In fact, he’s one hundred percent positive that if he tells Laura that he had a crush on Stiles she’ll break up with him immediately, but he doesn’t do that, because if Laura’s happy he doesn’t want to ruin it for her, even if it means that it broke his heart every time Stiles came over and they went into her room under the pretext of “studying”.

Brick by Brick by bleep0bleep (T 3k)

Stiles eats his hot dog slowly, mesmerized by the incredible detail, and also in particular, there’s a hot bearded guy adding more Legos to the scene, including a crowd of Lego people at a train stop. Now Lego Hottie is adding what looks to be a custom built space ship to the train scene, and is affixing it to the ceiling with wire so it is flying above the train– oh my God, Lego Hottie is building a scene from Firefly.

All the broken hearts in the world still beat by dragon_temeraire (T 3k)

Stiles totally needs to make Lydia Martin jealous. Yeah. And his best chance is to convince star lacrosse player Derek Hale to (fake) date him.

“Five Days in Detention” (A Future Song by Stiles Stilinski) by alisvolatpropiis (3k)

It’s still preseason, sure, but he needs to be practicing. He led the team to the State semifinals last year, and he’s determined to not only make it to the finals this year, but to win the title. He should be on the field right now, practicing his play calls and prepping for next week’s season opener against Saint Pius.

And he can’t do that if he’s wasting his time in detention with these losers. There are a couple of burnouts lazing over some seats by the window, one kid with his face on a desk, hood over his head, and a few Goth kids are sitting in the back corner, looking surly and morose. Maybe you wouldn’t be so miserable if you didn’t listen to such shitty music, he thinks, turning towards his usual seat in the back of the room.

He pauses for the briefest of moments when he sees who’s already sitting there, in the second-to-last row, black-clad limbs spread out, acoustic guitar in his lap, long fingers casually plucking at the strings.

Stiles Stilinski.

It’s Too Early For This by thepsychicclam (T 4k)

Derek loves his job at the coffee shop, especially because Stiles comes in for coffee before early Saturday morning lacrosse practices. The problem is that Derek is too shy to do anything about his crush, and the situation is not helped by the rivalry between the basketball and lacrosse teams.

Of Glasses And Lacrosse Sticks by charlesdk (T 6k)

“Okay, how ‘bout this? One date, just one date, and if you still don’t believe I’m genuinely interested in you, then I’ll leave you alone for good. How does that sound?”

Derek hesitated for another moment, before he sighed and said, “Fine. One date.”

We Should Just Kiss (like real people do) by i_am_girlfriday (T 9k)

Stiles is the social zero of the sophomore class. Derek is the much cooler junior who befriends Stiles anyway.

It’s Always Been You, Dumbass by stilinskisparkles (T 11k)

“Alright, cool, we should go,” Stiles says breezily, dusting off his hands as he stands.

“We should?”

“Yeah!”

“But… Do you even care about photography?”

“Not as much as I should,” Stiles plants both his hands on the table, bracketing Derek in, “You’ll have to correct my miscreant ways.”

A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play by apocryphal (T 20k)

All Stiles wants from life is to learn to control his magic, keep his grades up, and not die horribly while saving Beacon Hills from supernatural threats. It’s all going pretty well until Derek Hale, werewolf extraordinaire, has to go and ask him on a date. That asshole.

So Shed Your Skin and Lets Get Started by halfhardtorock (E 21k)

He’s sixteen and in the woods on the wrong side of the town-line and he’s so fucking fucked.

He knows he’s not supposed to run, they teach that to you in preschool (don’t run from a Were, back away slowly and walk with care), but they never told you how it would feel, standing alone in the dark with your heart beating in your throat as those glowing eyes tracked you from the shadows.

I Feel We’re Close Enough by samann98 (E 55k)

The one in which Derek and Stiles are childhood friends, their freshman year of high school Derek makes the craziest suggestion ever, and four years later Stiles decides to take him up on it.

‘What are the Odds?’ (Part Two)

Summary: After a summer of messing around, you were now ready for your first day as a NYPD officer. However, nothing could have prepared you for the surprise that was in store for you. Your team consists of all your summer one-night-stands. What are the odds? (Modern-Day Alternate Universe Drabble Series, based off of ‘Mamma Mia!’)

Author’s Note: I made this one nice and long since you guys were so patient with me. Thank you guys for all of your feedback! It means a lot.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Words: 1,224

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