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Just Friends

Requests: (1) Could you do a Draco imagine that consists of Cedric Diggory, Draco getting jealous, feels, conflict, and a load of jealousy?;

(2) Could you do an imagine where Draco and the reader are best friends and lowkey in love with each other but refuse to admit it, and progressively Draco starts making, erm, suggestive, comments to the reader and there’s just lots of sexual tension and eventually they get together?

⇢  A Draco x Reader work featuring a very jealous and steamy Draco.

Draco took a sip from his goblet, peering over the rim as you walked into The Great Hall with a handsome Hufflepuff by your side. Not that it bothered him, of course. In fact, Draco would say he hardly even noticed.

“You alright, mate?”

“Just fine. Why do you ask?”

Zabini shrugged. “Your nose has been inside your goblet for some time now. Trying to drown yourself, Malfoy?”

“Of course not.” Draco lowered the goblet from his face, never once taking his eyes off you. You were still talking to that boy.

Blaise followed Draco’s gaze and smirked. “Tell me, Draco, where’s that best friend of yours? She usually would have dropped by for her daily chat by now.” He watched as Draco’s jaw clenched ever so slightly. “Oh– I see her. She’s preoccupied by that Hufflepuff. Diggory, is it?”

“I don’t know. And I couldn’t care less, really.”

“Didn’t you two agree to attend the Yule Ball together?” A look of mock realization dawned on Zabini’s face. “Oh, that’s right. You two agreed to go only as friends. And now she’s chatting up the Triwizard Champion while you’re here dateless.”

“Appears so.” Draco remained impassive. “But at least I have an excuse for not bringing a date. Can you say the same?”

Zabini sobered as he took in Draco’s expressionless tone. Zabini may have been a tosser, but he knew when to stop. “You really like her, don’t you?”

Draco heaved a sigh, rubbing his temple and finally turning to face Blaise. “Is it obvious?”

“Only to someone with a brain.” Blaise paused. “Which explains why Y/N hasn’t caught on yet.”

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…..Do you ever just get overwhelmed with emotion over Stanley Pines

Because I was rewatching Dreamscaperers and Gideon Rises, and just the facial expressions of Stan throughout half of Gideon Rises kILL ME.

As soon as Gideon gets a hold of the deed of the shack, you can clearly see Stan’s face of absolute shock - unable to process the situation that he’ll later realize in the first half of the next ep that all he’s been working for for the past 30 years will be all lost. And I’m positive that this crossed his mind as these events occurred. I mean, he was always going down in that basement to try and work on that portal. 

And the thought doesn’t cross his mind that he’s just lost all of his possible chances of saving his brother until he’s confronted by Gideon in Gideon Rises, and at the time isn’t able to stop him (along with the help of the kiddos and Soos). I mean…just look at his expression below

And then his posture changes as the thought just…sinks in…

And the fact that he’s been kicked out of his home (not the only time he has…*cough s*…yeah..) and has to send the kids back home doesn’t help with the fact that not only has he failed his brother, but he also failed with being able to take care and financially support his niece and nephew. I can only imagine how Stan must’ve felt during this little period in the show, and it just…k i l l s m e. 

I mean, just look at how he acts around the kids before and after they get on the bus. I’m sure those thoughts of being a failure are hitting the poor man hard:

He even states that he’s hit rock bottom. Someone please give this man a hug.

But the rush of utter joy and relief he gets when he sees through Gideon’s tricks and finds a way to fix things. He now has another chance to keep working on getting his brother back (and he does get the kiddos back as a result of his actions of revealing Gideon as being a fraud to the town, even though at the time he doubts he would, as they’re on the bus heading back to Piedmont. But what luck that everything in the end turned out great for him, eh?)

He’s so overwhelmed with joy that he just kisses Abuelita without even thinking. He’s just so hung up on the thought that: Hey, I have a chance to keep going. To get Ford back.

Short Story time

So I work at a gym and today this older white man (a gym member) came to the front desk, and he was having a conversation with my manager, who is black. I could hear their convo and this is what I overheard:

Man: yeah thanks for the help, man.

My manager: no problem sir, happy to help.

Man: you know black men are great when they aren’t trying to mug you hahaha

My manager:

My manager:

My manager: have you ever been mugged by a black man?

Man: no

My manager: do you know any black men who have mugged somebody?

Man: well no-

My manager: so all of the black men you know are great, then yeah? And that’s also a weird phrase to use because that would imply that anyone who doesn’t mug you is a great person, which I assure you is not the case. In fact, I ran into a racist guy today, he didn’t mug me, but he definitely wasn’t great.

Man: *turns and leaves*

Me to my manager: beast.

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When anyone asks who the romantic in the relationship is, Draco always sneers and easily responds, “Potter. He’s a great sap.” Harry never objects, just smiles slowly and continues on with whatever it is he’s doing. He ought to protest, but this is a secret he keeps to himself.

One day Harry comes home from work and all the pictures he’s been meaning to frame are placed along the mantle of the fire place and along the halls. A few even make a guest appearance in the bedroom. Draco doesn’t say anything and he pretends that he hasn’t done anything at all. Harry smiles and kisses him and says thank you. Draco looks gratified but he never says, ‘You’re welcome’.

When gold and red flowers mysteriously appear around the flat, he gives Draco a quizzical look. Draco sniffs and goes back to his book as though nothing strange has occurred. When Harry touches the petals of one of the delicate things, Draco simply says, “Your flat is boring. And ugly.” They leave it at that but Harry grins.

After Harry spends the entire day up to his knees in a foul smelling bog, he tells Ron he can’t wait to go home, have a shot of whisky and pass out for the entire weekend. Instead he comes home to two wine glasses and a bottle uncorked, and he decides the wine is much better than the whisky, and the company much better than sleep. When he asks, Draco tells him how he’s been meaning to try this vintage for months. He only brought it out because he was thirsty.

Harry has always suspected that his boyfriend is a closet romantic, but it’s confirmed when he falls into a bed full of rose petals. Draco definitely blushes but puts on an air of indifference, as though he didn’t deliberately spread the petals himself.

“I thought it would make the room smell better. I know laundering is a foreign concept to you, but your Quidditch clothes are foul,” he says as he shuts the door and Harry kisses him.

Neither of them notice the smell of the petals at all.

At Christmas they put up decorations together and Draco teases Harry mercilessly for his popcorn garland. He’s drunk on spiked eggnog and keeps stealing Harry’s popcorn before he has a chance to thread it. When he pulls Harry underneath the mistletoe that he’s secretly hung, his face is flushed and he’s smiling like Harry hasn’t ever seen him done before. After they pull away from each other for a breath, Draco says ‘I love you’ in a great rush, as though if he doesn’t say the words fast enough he’ll lose them.

Of course Harry kisses him again, before he can ruin the moment.

So when people ask who the romantic is, Harry just smiles slowly and keeps quiet. He let’s Draco believe whatever he wants, because he’s a bit afraid if he points it out that Draco will get embarrassed and stop. It’s his own secret that his boyfriend is the biggest romantic he’s ever met, and he likes it that way. So yeah, maybe Harry is a great sap.

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The Secretary

Pairing: Bruce Wayne X Reader

Words: 1200+

Request:  Bruce x Female Reader where the reader has been Bruce’s secretary for years and is super close with the batboys & Bruce doesn’t know. And then when Damian first meets her, him and the other batboys talk about how great she is during family dinner & how she spends time with them individually doing what they like (& Jason misses her cuz she was super sweet but he can’t see her cuz he’s “dead”) and then Bruce realizes he doesn’t know that much about her and asks her out and then some date fluff

Warnings: None

“Good morning Mr. Wayne,” you greeted your boss as you entered his office.

You had been at Wayne enterprises as Bruce’s assistant for almost as long as he’s been here. Since you had been working with Bruce, you had developed feelings for the man. You got to see a side of the billionaire that no one else did. You got to see and hear just how much his family meant to him. Over the years you had taken it upon you to entertain his wards whenever they would join him at the office. And today was one of those days. The youngest of the Wayne boys was standing next to his father. Looking between the two, you saw just how alike the father and son looked.

“Good morning miss Y/L/N. This is my son Damian. Would you mind entertaining him for the day?”

“Of course Mr. Wayne.”

Bruce smiled at his son before walking out of the office. Damian remained still, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

“So Damian, what would you like to do today?” The boy remained silent, his eyes boring into you. “You know I can’t read your mind.”

“I do not care. I do not wish to be here anyway.”

“How about I take you somewhere your brother’s all enjoyed going?”

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Kuroshitsuji: characters in the 21st century

Grell: still a reaper but loves to spend time in various malls in the human world. She loves the fact that she is a bit more accepted for being herself in this century and she always steals Williams credit card to do shopping for the latest crimson trends tbh…

Undertaker: works in a morgue at some hospital and takes great pleasure in joking around by switching out bodies for various funerals… This is his modern version of fun…

Sebastian: volunteers at a cat shelter and hides it from Ciel (you know, don’t picture Ciel as 150 something just because it’s been 2 whole centuries…) he is still himself, only with an upgrade from butler into 21st century disguise…

Alois: immensely confused by why he isn’t an Earl anymore but he still enjoys shopping trips with Grell…

Claude: has gone off and made a contract with some delicious soul with a pathetic wish he can fulfill in a day. He will never go hungry again and he enjoys it…

William: looking for his credit card which Grell and Alois stole and blends in by feeding pigeons in the park…

I hope fandom will give full support to Mark in his new show because it’s such a great opportunity for him to show how talented and amazing he is as an artist but the thing about these shows is that he can easily be manipulated, rivaled and disrespected,, i hope he has a strong mentality to take all these in and fully show how capable he is without getting affected,, he has been working non stop (AND BY NON STOP WE ALL KNOW HOW NON STOP IT IS) and he deserves everything great :(( i’ll literally cry and fight if anyone do him wrong bUT positivity!!!! i hope he does amazing!!! go my boy!!!!

The 34-year-old Rinne has been housing the 21-year-old Saros, who was recalled by the Predators from Milwaukee just over a week ago and doesn’t have a permanent place to live in Nashville. 
“Pekka has taken great care of me,” Saros said. “He didn’t have to do that, but it just shows what a great guy he is.”
Adds Rinne: “He’s a great kid. We’ve become really good friends off the ice, and we spend a lot of time together. It’s fun to have him around.”
So just what do a couple of Finnish goalie roommates do with their free time?
Rinne is an avid outdoorsman, one who regularly makes offseason fishing trips to the far northern reaches of Scandinavia. So he’s been working on getting Saros closer to Nashville nature, taking him on hiking trips to Radnor Lake and Percy Warner Park.
“I’m not sure he’s a big outdoors guy quite yet,” Rinne said with a smile. “Even when we go to the parks here, he’s walking around in his jeans and his Converse.”
The two do have at least a couple of things in common off the ice.
One is watching Finnish television, which, thanks to today’s technology, the two can stream through Apple TV.
The other is Rinne’s cooking, as the veteran netminder is apparently as comfortable in the heat of the kitchen as he is on the cool of the ice. Rinne’s specialties are lamb chops - served with a side of couscous (and plenty of spices) - and Thai food, featuring beef tenderloin, a red curry sauce and rice.
“That’s one of Juuse’s favorites,” Rinne said.
Added Saros: “Pretty much anything he does is good. He has a lot of skills in the kitchen. I think he should write a cooking book.”
part of brendon’s ig stream
  • thoughts on childish gambino’s new album: “haven’t heard the whole thing yet…so far fucking great. he is a talented motherfucker.”
  • favorite video game: “i’m trapped man. addictions are not just limited to substances. i’m addicted to video games. i’ll be working and doing such a good job…and then i get that craving that’s like ‘dude you gotta go play an hour of video games’. i’ve been playing fallout four like a maniac.”
  • “‘do you work out?’ no. but i’m going to start in this coming week. because goddamn i’ve been drinking like a fish…eating all the carbs.”
  • senior year quote: “i don’t know. ‘fuck it i’m out’.”
  • on adding old songs to the setlist: “so, we get a certain amount of time just for venue curfews. we do play longer so we’re adding songs in between. but i’m also trying to incorporate more sing alongs from fever or pretty odd, so i’m trying to work on that.”
  • before leaving: “i’m gonna leave you with a double dab” then proceeds to double dab and laugh manically before turning off live stream

Portrait study Of Rey (Daisy Ridley). I really liked the force awakens, seems to get better every time I rewatch it aswell. Wish I could find more stuff on the costume designs.

Been working on this Portrait for a while.  Far from perfect but I’m very proud of it personally.

Finshed it a few months ago with the purpose of sending it for a critique from Jon hardesty at Schoolism (Who’s course is excellent btw). He gave me some really great advice and pointed out things I Totally hadn’t noticed I was doing.

So I took his advice on board then went awayt for a few months, studied his course (among other things) and came back to repaint it a few months later and I’m really pleased with the progress I made on it if I don’t mind saying so myself lol.

I’ll post the before and afters another time aswell and maybe some of the WIP stages.

like I’m just so !! to know louis is publicly working and he’s got stuff coming and promo for his song that is doing so great is starting and he’s writing and recording and we know about it because while we all knew he’s been working on his stuff they shoved it down everyone’s throats that he’s doing nothing at all and all that was said abt him was about stunts and he deserves recognition for his talent and for his music and his special amazing voice and everything about him, he deserves the success and the love and im rooting for him so much, he’s so compassionate and hard working and no matter what im so incredible proud of him

This guy got “Make America Great Again” tattooed around his butthole.

This is Abel Azcona:

He’s a queer performance artist.  

I went to art school and I still do not understand performance art.  Most performance art generally leaves me in a state of “….but why?”  Here’s Azcona’s answer to “why”:

I always worked my body as a weapon and a political tool.  For more than 12 years I have been performing political and social performances and exhibitions that have led me to jail, detention or death threats. I believe in the empowerment of the body and of the pain. The anus is a pleasure zone for many people, and an area of sin for others. I think demystifying what the anus is, and writing a fascist political motto like that in my anus, is a clearly critical and subversive action.

I understand all of that in theory but in practice….why?  I have tattoos so I know how they feel.  I’m also a gay man with a butthole so I know what…activity…in that area feels like.  Why would you mix the two for a 30-minute performance and a lifelong ring around your rosy?  

Here’s a link to the tattoo if you need to see it.  

I’ll be over here continuing to wonder why.

okay so I’ve been thinking way too much about the whole “everyone forgets Stiles” thing and it would have worked so well after 3B instead

post-nogitsune!Stiles blaming himself for Allison’s death and making a wish or a pact with a djinn or some kind of demon like The Wish in Buffy the Vampire Slayer

“I wish I had never come to Beacon Hills - no, more than that, I wish I had never even been born”

and he ends up in this world where everyone is happy, his father and Melissa are married and Scott’s doing well and Allison’s still alive and everything is great and he just sort of exists as a shadow, witnessing it but not technically existing in their world

only plot twist it’s not real, it’s just happening inside his head, in the real world he’s in some sort of stasis and the gang is like “we have to wake him up, we have to save him” and Deaton tells them about a way they could go inside, into the vision, only it won’t work for Scott or the Sheriff because Stiles has already seen them in the “new world”

so Derek is sent into the vision and has to pretend he doesn’t know who Stiles is and gain his trust without revealing that things aren’t real, because otherwise they risk messing with the spell and erasing Stiles for real

and I have no idea how this would end but there would be SO MANY FEELS, just like, ALL THE FEELS, Sterek feels and Stilinski family feels and Sciles feels and Stallison feels and EVERY SINGLE FEEL ON EARTH would be included in this story which I am definitely not writing because I’m supposed to be working on 18 other things.

de-aged cas having to attend school for a day and being an absolute fucking nightmare to his teachers because 

  • “actually that date is wrong”, 
  • “that’s inaccurate; jesus never said that, it was luke, and he was on hallucinogens at the time”, 
  • “yes, the t-rex did have feathers. males also competed for females by growing out mating plumage and putting their leavings in a gift-pile.”, 
  • “i’m actually not wrong, your stupid human books are wrong. the human memory is faulty, eric”, 
  • “i’ll call you whatever i want, i’ve been alive longer than your great-great-grand-parents”
  • “why are we reading the crap wordsworth wrote when there’s the great works of the famous neanderthal poet grageral???”
  • “how do you even call this an institution of knowledge, this is ridiculous”
  • “you know what, this is all pointless because your existence is so short and you’re all gonna die anyway so just stop. just stop and accept you’re wrong”
  • “fine, i’ll go to the principles office, but not because i think you have any authority over me, because i am getting out of this hell-hole. i have actually been to hell, and this is worse. it’s worse.”

anonymous asked:

There's a regular customer who comes in and steals. We know he does it, we've seen him do it, and he does it every time he comes in. We've been instructed to watch out for him, pester him incessantly, and call a manager any time anyone we even suspect of being him comes in (he changes his appearance frequently...you know, because he's a fucking thief). Corporate won't let us ban him because "We believe providing great customer service is the best way to prevent theft! Even when it doesn't work!"

Ok, I think I’ve figured out why I enjoy Brandon Sanderson’s books so much. It’s not just the awesome magic systems, insanely imaginative world-building, great characters, or the clever plot resolutions. While this is all top-shelf and I love it, there’s something special that I haven’t been able to put a finger on until just now.

It’s because Sanderson loves to write. You can sense it on every page that he enjoys doing what he’s doing. Throughout his lectures, his public appearances, interactions with fans, and especially the incredible pace at which he puts out new works, you can see his passion and the joy he finds in being a storyteller. And… man, that’s just inspiring to me.

So I had a really strange dream last night...

Tom Hiddleston and Malina Weissman were on the Ellen show, and Ellen asked Tom if he had any strange hobbies.

He replied that he enjoys painting clear glass doorknobs to look like Claude Monet paintings.

Ellen burst into laughter, and Tom was just sitting there with a “what the heck don’t mock what I do for fun” look on his face.

And then Malina pulled a Lemony Snicket and said: “It is a well-known fact that has been printed in a great many etiquette books that says it is incredibly impolite to laugh at a person’s hobbies and/or day jobs. Unless, of course, if that person works as a clown or comedian, in which case it is actually very polite to laugh, and laughing actually boosts the person’s morale. This is not that case.”

And everyone was like: YIKES

And I remember waking up laughing. That was a pretty incredible dream! ^_^


i’m referencing this HELLA GREAT Paul/John fic, Dear Friend by @twinkjohn!!

The entire story has actually been really HEART-BREAKING so far so… I exaggerated scenes and drew up funnies… to ease my pain… it’s a fricking ride guys..

If you’re into quality mclennon fic, check it out!! The premise itself is brilliant, my drawings don’t do it justice haha

I just love Johnny. I’ve known him since Edward Scissorhands—he was very young when I met him. So was I, I guess. [Laughs] I think because a lot of our work’s been with Tim [Burton], because we have that longevity, we have almost like a strange, family relationship. He’s such a magical and graceful performer, Johnny, that in the fitting, I always give him a lot of little things that are part of the costume, because he always notices them. Because he notices them, he uses them, and it’s a really special thing to me as a costume designer, when an actor actually says, “Oh, wow. That pocket’s great. I can do this with it,” and they kind of discover their character as you’re discovering your costume. Johnny’s always been one of those people—it’s a comfort for both of us.