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Ship Posters: Andreil

Their I love you is in their Stay, in their Don’t Go, in their Welcome Home, in fingers hooked in belt loops and lingering looks across a room, and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

every Book of Mormon song summed up
  • Hello: knock knock get the door it's religion
  • Two by Two: sheltered white kids believe stereotypes
  • You and Me (but mostly me): kevin is literally captain hammer from dr horrible
  • Hasa Diga Eebowai: the song that made josh gad scared to be in the show because he thought that he would be shot
  • Turn it Off: me in 8th grade
  • I Am Here For You: elder cunningham is really clingy
  • All-American Prophet: USA USA USA USA USA
  • Sal Tlay Kah Siti: small cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure
  • Man Up: Arnold's ego grows an unhealthy amount
  • Making Things Up Again: small chubby man lies a lot
  • Spooky Mormon Hell dream: kevin gets Roasted™
  • I Believe: shove a book up my ass daddy
  • I Am Africa: elder mckinley is really white
  • Joseph Smith American Moses: the mission president is horrified
  • Tomorrow is a Latter Day: we fucked up but it's chill
Jeanere/Erejean Fic Rec Masterpost

HELLO!! Some people have been asking me to do a fanfic rec for a while so here I am! 

on repeat by seabear - Eren and Jean are angry pizza delivery boys. They fall in love.

Traffic Colors by Freekish - Jean and Eren drabbles in a BDSM au. 

story without words (folie à deux) by andreaphobia - Eren and Jean in a world where they could have been happy.

in petersburg by Batman - (…) 

‘We aren’t strangers, though,’ Jean says, and Eren feels that breath-catching-heart-shooting phenomenon again.

‘We aren’t?’ The lilt marking his question is almost hopeful, he thinks.

‘No. See,’ Jean continues, leaning forward and grinning like something out of a framed photograph, ‘I’m already nicking your coffee.’

 (Reincarnation AU; slightly canon-divergent/post-canon)

Slammin’ shots and marry a man by pocketsizedtitan - It’s spring break. They get drunk. Marriage and sex ensues.

beach au by dizzyondreams - Eren moves into the house opposite Jean’s.

dudebro au by searwrites (sears) - erejean skater dudebros that dont get along and then do.

I Love You Verse by sciamachy - Or Jean’s Eight Attempts at Confessing to Eren

Leaving On The Fifth by avoidingavoidance - Even on a great night like tonight, Jean is the literal definition of cranky, but that doesn’t stop an overly-friendly Brit named Eren from trying to be his friend.

College, Careers, and Kids… Time Flies! by DeathsLastPrayer - Eren and Jean and the life they build together -from college to old age if they don’t fuck anything up in between!

roadtrip au by dizzyondreams - Jean and Eren inadvertently end up on a road trip alone together.

Appetence (bad blood) by catsonfire - Eren had his expectations, upon receiving his letter to Hogwarts, upon finding out that he was a wizard child born to two muggles without an ounce of wizard blood in the lineage. (…) Above all, he wasn’t prepared for Jean Kirstein.

Good Morning, Asshole by artenon - Internet personalities Eren Yeager and Jean Kirschtein meet, clash, hate each other, become friends, and fall in love. Fun times are had by all.

Allons-y by sandwichtree - Jean becomes progressively more protective of the worst possible candidate.

Bound Together by NormieScum - Eren and Jean bump into each other on Spring Break as strangers and end up getting ‘stuck’ together for a night. They’re both assholes but they click instantly :)

5:02AM by Winterreise - After a rude awakening early in the morning, Jean returns to the bedroom and discovers a rather…thrilling way to go back to sleep.

friends with benefits au by dizzyondreams

Later Is Better Than Never by Freekish - He fell asleep in his arms, something he’s only ever done a handful of times before. The warmth and weight of his arm feels right…feels safe. Steady slow breathes ghost over the back of his neck, reminding him this is where he belongs, where he should stay, but this is all temporary. He’ll be gone in a few hours.

tell me we’ll be just fine by andreaphobia - Eren’s a drug addict, Jean’s a washed-up freelance writer, and they’re no good for each other. They’re really, really not.

No Doubt by Freekish - Jean really has no doubt in his mind that Eren is going to be around for a while.

How to Salvage a Terrible Date by jtjenna (pornographicpenguin) - We’re going on a blind date - but wait a moment, aren’t you the one that went down on me in a back alley behind a club year ago? … what do you mean “which one”?

A Series of Unrelated Events Starring Jean x Eren by DeathsLastPrayer - We find Jean x Eren in various settings and plots but always together in the end… or eventually.

Your Touch Is What I Need by Freekish - When Eren gets in an emotional funk, he likes to disappear for a while. Mikasa and Armin don’t know where he goes when he leaves, and they worry about him. There is someone who knows how to find him. Jean. He never reveals where he finds Eren, but he sends a reassuring text that he’s with him and he’ll bring him back home in the morning.

let me turn you out (with human contact) by seabear - “If you’re not wearing them, you’re not gonna get to come tonight,” Jean’s eyes darken, the light usually playing in their depths shorting out as their gazes lock again. Eren feels himself starting to sweat from the heat pooling in his face as he brings his hands up to undo his fly and zipper. “Ooh,” Jean coos. “Very nice. They look expensive.”

in which david bowie is an enabler by dizzyondreams - Eren has had a crush on Connie’s weird, basement dwelling art student brother Jean for so long.

dat jeaneren smut.doc by Sycophantism - Jean and Eren are fighting. Then they’re frotting. Oops.

Habits by Hanaji_ga_Eren - Before he knows it, one of his one night stands just keeps showing up in his life, and they become much more than either intended. Jean slowly realizes that he doesn’t need the coping mechanisms that he’s used so far, as long as Eren’s there to make him feel like a person again.

Fricition by sciamachy - is still friction when it comes to lower body parts. Drabble Collection

Pousse-café by Variabile - Jean accidentally sends half-naked selfies to an unlisted number in his contact list and it’s all downhill from there.

sea change by andreaphobia - Eren and Jean find each other in prison.

clinquant by crunchrapsupreme - It’s not really that big of a deal, Jean thinks. Friends cuddle with each other all the time, right?

and give no warning to her flight. by albion - He keeps on finding him; him, of all people, and his not-mother had told him once that the people you meet have been put in your life for a reason, but Eren can’t work out why for the life of him why fate had decreed that in every universe he keep on finding Jean.

there’s a fire burning within me by jeanpls - Eren’s floating and desires the closeness of another human being.

Laundry Night is Horrible by XenophonSpeaks - An anger-fueled mistake on laundry night leads Eren into the strangest quest for friendship, and possibly something more, of his life.

Mating Ain’t Easy When Your Mate Is An Alpha Wannabe by DeathsLastPrayer - Jean x Eren are placed in an ABO setting as werewolves but it’s kind of like Romeo & Juliet when you consider the fact that Jean’s a City wolf and Eren’s from the forest and no one wants them to be together (they don’t even want to) but they are. Because they’re eternal mates.

Bring Your Best by tanyart - 24 hours without kissing and a still lot of kissing.

the thaw by dizzyondreams - “Yeah, well, at least you didn’t sacrifice your Saturday morning in bed to trek across the state to some bullshit wedding where I have to be your fake boyfriend.” Jean grumbled. God, saying it out loud like that made it seem even stupider than it was.

pulse to pulse by dizzyondreams - The smell of cigarette smoke made Jean stop short, and he peered down the stairwell to see what seemed like a lump of blankets sitting on the bottom step, his usual smoking place.

Frustration of Thunk by SkyChasingDreamer - Jean kept chopping and stacking, the pile growing higher one piece at a time. The sun and sweat made Jean’s skin shine and Eren loathed that. He had a special and particular hate for the hair sticking itself to Jean’s forehead, matted down with wetness that darkened the sandy brown color.

erejean fic collection by searwrites (sears)

Suck it up by souljacker - On a school night, Jean plays video games, and Eren is being his usual self. Sex ensues.

dead dreams and debauchery scenes by dizzyondreams - It’s 2am and Jean’s mind is ticking over with deadlines and thoughts of his future and a terrible rising panic about never falling asleep that night, again.

Arcadia by andreaphobia - Eren loses his way, then finds it again… with a little help.

the lowlight by searwrites (sears) - modern au where jean is a couple of years older than eren

Chronos by callmeabs - Four years ago, Eren hated Jean with everything he had, for everything Jean was, including how his own gut was telling him that Jean Kirstein was going to be a permanent problem (fixture) in his life.

A Taste for the Illegal by KuraraOkumura - Jean and Eren are pursued by the police after robbing a bank, and Jean tells Eren to hide in the backseat of their car while they wait for the police to pass. Eren wasn’t expecting the other boy to hide…right on top of him. Things get a little steamy after that. 

Love is Confusing and Life is Hard by kiwisaurus121 - Jean wakes up to find a stranger on his couch. He’s still not sure why he didn’t call the police, but at least he gets a kitten out of it.

EreJean Week 2014 by pandaspots

Eren x Jean Drabbles
by Chukabu00 - Random one-word inspired drabbles on the life of Eren and Jean. In no particular order. Contains some M-rated content from time to time, some married fluff, modern AU.

sun-drenched dream by dizzyondreams - Besides, he had a real nice thing going on with the cute son of a local winemaker that he didn’t want to sacrifice just yet.

Welcoming for Strangers by thanatopis - Eren Yeager and Jean Kirstein have known each other since high school and have very little good things to say about one another. So when Jean comes back from his trip abroad in France, old things are rehashed despite Eren not wanting them to be.

Heart-Shaped Glasses by Emery - “Everything should have been so much clearer now that Eren could see, but the fact of the matter was—it wasn’t. Jean’s face may have been distinct, but Eren’s feelings for him were still as blurry and muddled as they had always been.”

I’ll let you know that all this time I’ve been afraid by Ingi 

Like A Horse To Water by WolfNotFawn - The Jaegers had lived beside the Kirstein ranch for more than seven years now, but as far as Jean was concerned, Eren was no more than a thorn in his side. If you asked anybody else, they would tell you it was a little more complicated than that.

and you feel like the ocean by dizzyondreams - Jean’s car pulled up outside Eren’s house at 2am sharp, and by 2:30 Eren was pressing him against it for a welcome-back kiss. His skin was warm under his fingers, as if he was still holding lingering heat from the day.

daffodils by crunchrapsupreme - Jean learns that Eren’s favorite flower is a daffodil.

you got a black heart by seabear - Eren is a performer at the Shiganshina Horror Park. Jean is the strung-out costume/makeup artist who hates him. Maybe. Eren’s a little unsure about that last part.

cobwebs and storagerooms by Sexycanofsoup - Sometimes all it takes to get two angsty boys to crack is to lock 'em up in a dirty old room for a while. The big stupid homo crushes tend to reveal themselves without much effort after that. A story of cleaning, confessions, and awkward blushing boys who know how to use their fists better than their words.

cross country trek by supportingcharacters - Jean wakes up at 2am to Eren Jaeger in his car outside, beeping his horn and insisting that he wants to go to the beach. 

The Simple Things by supportingcharacters - Every Thursday, Eren goes to the same drive thru to pick up lunch. Even with the new asshole of a server, he won’t be deterred. Though maybe the new asshole of a server isn’t actually as bad as he thought.

As It Is by Chaeriee (cheshireree) - Eren, Jean and all the trouble that comes with them. A giant collection of old EreJean fics I have.

Stardust by Syene - He never meant to put himself in the spotlight like this, yet here he was. Eren Jaeger, nondescript New Yorker, college student and barista before all of this happened was now followed around by the paparazzi because he was seen with a Hollywood starlet apparently.

oh this town it’s so electric by dizzyondreams - The first time Jean saw Eren Jaeger, he was sweating and wearing glitter under the pulsing lights of some club in Stockholm. As he watched the strong line of his body move to the beat of the music, the hazy green lights flash across his face, Jean thought: he’s gonna be mine.

Nothing says 'I love you’ like a bunch of corpses by pandaspots - Jean is an FBI agent and someone has a killer crush on him. Literally. He has no idea how things got to this point, but he figures threatening the sicko he will do anything to see him cuffed and locked up has something to do with it.

a sleeping giant that you’ve woken by qaara (maladictive) - The world went to hell the day Jean Kirstein decided he gave a shit about Eren Jaeger’s emotional well-being.

Too Hot To Handle by mongoose_bite - Jean has recently joined MI6’s elite agents as 003 and he couldn’t be happier. His career is going places, his degree is paid for, his job is exciting, if somewhat dangerous, and his handler is the beautiful Mikasa, whom he will definitely certainly ask out soon. Until it isn’t. Until Mikasa is replaced by Eren, who Jean quickly decides is absolutely the last person he wants talking in his ear when he’s getting shot at.

you there, hiraeth by crunchrapsupreme - Jean says, “Come visit me.” Eren freezes, his fingers going still as he glances up, locking eyes with Jean’s through the screen. (…) “Um,” Eren says, scratching the back of his neck before smiling. “Okay.”

clear the runway, prepare for takeoff by Piyo13 - July 1948. Jean Kirstein, U.S. Airforce pilot, has been called back to Germany in the wake of WWII, in order to assist in the Berlin Airlift. Eren Jäger, West Berlin resident, has been helping unload cargo from British and American planes for almost a month, trying to keep the city of Berlin fed and warm. It’s grueling work for the both of them, but they make it work.

Seven Minutes in Heaven, Ninety Minutes in Hell by Armajesty (hinatella) - Eren is left with an even bigger one when a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven gets him trapped in a closet with his enemy-but-certainly-not-crush-because-ew Jean. 

Paper Kites by burlesquecomposer - When Eren Jaeger joined as a drummer for a small college indie rock band, he hardly expected it to develop into something more.

Creep by Variabile - Eren giving Jean a tattoo.

the jean wayne by crunchrapsupreme - The first time Jean’s faced with the elusive question, he’s seventeen and Eren’s sixteen, fresh with a new license and a shitty used car with beige leather seats that smell like smoke from the previous owner.

When We See the Sea by WhiteSilverandMercury - staring at eren is like staring into the sun, they say it blinds but men do it anyway; and jean is a young man who wears his heart on his sleeve but guards it with the spade ready to dig his own grave.

What We Will Find by jtjenna (pornographicpenguin) - a modern au in which very many slightly related and very goofy things occur.

Sleepy Eyes and Boney Knees by ilrei- A few drabbles for the Erejean2k16 prompts that I just put into the same universe. Doing the prompts: Music, monster, confession, similarities/differences and bath/shower.

unintentionally burnt pancakes by venator - Someone set fire to some pancakes once upon a time and it was all downhill from there.

pink lips, pink lace by dizzyondreams - “These aren’t mine you-” He turned just in time to see Eren wriggling into his slightly undersized trousers and caught a flash of something before he pulled them over his hips. Something lacy and distinctly pink. Jean’s words dried up in his mouth.

Doomed from the Start by Engineer104 - Eren found the documents entirely by accident. An Unwind AU.

“I like you, Jeanbo” by shulkie - City-slicker Jean Kirstein is forced to come back to the small town he spent one year in for a funeral and runs into hell-raiser Eren Jaeger, apprentice to the local mechanic.

Working Past It by tyrellis - No matter what Jean may say, it’s not Eren’s fault that this happened: he was just innocently searching for a working vending machine. Jean had the good voice, and sang in French, and seemed like an angel. Eren feels entirely justified in the disappointment he feels when he discovers Jean’s actually a massive dickhead.

Nights With You by NormieScum - Eren makes bad decisions and Jean is always there to help him clean up afterwards.

bound to fall for you by dizzyondreams - Later, on the bus back to their apartment, Eren went on a stoned rant about Jean’s profile that Armin patiently sat through with a quiet air of bemusement. Mikasa just stared out of the window and offered the occasional, “Believe me, he’s an ass.” to which Eren paid no attention. He officially had a new crush.

Magnolia lights by peralta - Jean enjoys his days working at the flower shop. He’s never had so much fun, though, as when a bright-eyed boy stops by every Friday asking for tulips.

To Win is to Lose by somethingintheireyes - “The first one to fall in love loses.” “Heh, you picked the wrong opponent Jaeger, you’re on. ”

god tier emo au by dizzyondreams - There was something odd about him, something that interested Eren when all that interested him anymore was drumming. The way the look in his eyes, the curve of his mouth, didn’t quite match up with the rest of him. First violin, some button-down rich boy, but Eren had found him beating the shit out of a guy in an alley. Blood dark against his shirt, and his eyes like flint behind the trail of Eren’s cigarette.

That’s it! I’ve read SO MANY lovely jeanere fics so I’m pretty sure I’m missing some but I think that for now this list is good :) I’ll be updating this whenever I read new awesome fics so yeah! stay tuned! You can find some more nice fics here !
last update: 26th May 2017

infinity x infinity

I should be studying but then this song gave me a great idea for a drarry fic (featuring neville’s wedding) so I thought, why not.

inspired by; sun by sleeping at last

word count; 1.6k+

summary; Perhaps, he thinks, this is what time does. Perhaps it takes violent things, angry things and makes them kind.

- - 

All together again, for the best of reasons, the five of them stand together, under the lit up trees of the reception. The sixth member of their group, stands hand in hand with his new wife, Neville and Hannah Longbottom, glowing in love, thank their friends and family for coming to their wedding ceremony.

“Oh isn’t this lovely,” sighs Ginny, her head falling to Harry’s shoulder, and her hand tightly bound in Lunas. Her and Harry had stayed good friends through and after the break up and they often played Quidditch together on weekends and holidays.

Ron smiles down at Hermione, “I wonder if we look that in love.”

Hermione smiles back and swats at his arm, “Oh don’t be stupid Ronald.”

“You do, you know,” Harry interjects.

“I know,” Ron smiles again, draping his arm around Hermione’s waist and pulling her into his side.

Harry finishes his glass of champagne and bids farewell to the gang as he makes his way to congratulate the two newlyweds. As he crosses the courtyard however he spots a familiar blond head, sitting by himself at a table.

Draco Malfoy looks exquisite in the shadows thrown off by the fairy lights around the glen. A perfect mix of light and dark, his face turned toward the dance floor as he watches the couples dance, laughter floating to him between the trees. He doesn’t spot Harry until he’s at the table, staring down at him quizzically yet with a handsome smile on his very handsome face.

“Draco, hey.” He says.

Draco looks up, “Oh, Harry. Hello. Pleasant surprise,” he laughs lightly and shakes his head, “Oh who am I kidding, I knew you’d be here.”

The sound of his laugh is delicious in Harry’s ears, warm and melting, and he wants to hear it again and again and again, like a song on repeat. “Can I uh,” he gestures to the table.

Draco smiles at him, another rarity, “Who would I be to say no to the saviour of the wizarding world? Take a seat Harry.”

Harry, taking the blonde by surprise takes the seat next to him. “You know,” he starts, “I’m not the only saviour, if that’s even the right word.”

“I know that you prat.” Draco laughs again, much to Harry’s delight. “May I ask what I’ve done to be graced with your presence this evening?”

“You can’t sit alone at a wedding. It’s bad luck you know.”

“Is it really?” The blonde raises his eyebrows in revelation.

Harry laughs and Draco’s heartbeat fastens at the sound, “I haven’t the faintest clue.”

Draco laughs too and they stare at each other a moment longer than necessary. Draco at the brunette’s constellations of freckles dotting his cheeks, Harry at the laugh lines around the blonde’s eyes, something that must be a new development, as Draco had never laughed at Hogwarts. He wonders what or whom it is that have caused those line, and he wants, so strongly, to be the reason for some more of them.

Harrys curiosity overwhelms him and he asks quickly, “Where’ve you been all these years Malfoy?”

“Harry, it’s been three years, hardly that long,” his voice is light and teasing, such a contrast to the dark misguided boy he had been during the time they spent together at school, “But if you must know, I’ve been at St Mungos.”

“St Mungos?” Harry asks, his eyebrows shooting half way up his forehead, settling somewhere around his scar, “What’ve you been doing there?”

“Trading illegal goods,” at the look on Harrys face, Draco bursts into laughter, this time less light, more genuine, “Healing people you git.”

Trying to recover Harry lowers his eyebrows, “I never did take you for the healer type.” He rests his head on his hand, “Though you were always quite the potions master, so I suppose it makes sense.”

“And you were always quite the bloody hero, makes sense you’re an Auror.”

Harry looks up at him, in awe, “How’d you know I’m an Auror.”

“Oh, I know all kinds of things Harry.” Harry wonders if some of these things are bad, like weights that cause Draco’s insides to sink and he thinks back to their sixth year, but the smile gracing his face tells him not to worry, that this is a different Draco to the one who he knew in school.

Seeing him smile like that, it completes parts of him. This carefree nature, the openness in his eyes shocks Harry, it makes everything around him seem so much more alive. There’s so much life in the man in front of him, an entire universe of it.

Little does he realize that Draco is stealing glances at him too in the comfortable silence that has fallen between them. The light in Harry’s eyes mesmerizes him, just like it always has, the reflection of the golden strings of light above them making him dizzy with adoration and lust. The line shines similarly off Draco’s hair, blinding Harry with a similar feeling though both of them are much too scared to admit what this might mean.

Harry watches as Draco’s eyes drift back to the dancers. “We could join them you know,” As Draco’s eyes meet his in confusion he continues on, “If you want to, that is.”


“I’m asking you to dance I think.” Harry looks down, running a hand through his unruly hair, “again, only if you want to.”

Draco smiles and stands abruptly, offering his hand to Harry, who seems just as confused as he was moments earlier.

“For the boy who defeated Voldemort twice, you sure are thick. I’m accepting your offer. To dance.”

“Oh!” Harry exclaims, shooting out of his seat and taking Draco’s outstretched hand.

Draco then proceeds to practically skip to the clearing of the glade, where soft music weaves between the couples dancing, like a thick fog, embracing them. He’s over flowing with excitement as he places his arms around Harry’s shoulders, pulling him close. Harry’s breath hitches with the sudden proximity and he can feel Draco’s heartbeat keeping time with his beneath his dress shirt.

“Is this okay?” Draco asks tentatively, quietly beside Harry’s ear.

Harry breathes out an unsteady yes as his hands find their way to Draco’s waist.

Those around them do not stop and stare at the sight, they simply smile to themselves, Harry’s friends quietly triumphant, this was bound to happen. Two boys too afraid to love and be loved in return. Two boys too afraid of the part of themselves they saw in the other finally accepting that, and showcasing those parts to the world.

Draco smiles up at Harry as they settle into the rhythm of the slow song coming from everywhere and nowhere all at once and the kindness he sees reflected in those grey orbs of light is as infinite as the universe of life within this boy, this man. A universe that has been tearing at well stitched seams for years, trying desperately to get out, finally bubbling over, finally out in the world. And for Harry Potter, the world is now a better place because of it.

Perhaps, he thinks, this is what time does. Perhaps it takes violent things, angry things and makes them kind.

Harry smiles down at Draco before the blonde places his head on his shoulder and studies his face as they continue to sway, their heartbeats slowing as they relax into each other’s touch. He continues to trace the constellations of freckles with his eyes, they seem like stars, thrown with no care across the skin of his nose and his cheeks, like a small, infinite universe for him to call his own. Even after all these years, Draco still claimed full possession of the freckles on Harry’s tan skin, though the brunette didn’t know it.

As they continued to dance in their warm, tender embrace, they thought of all they could be. Not just two boys, but two universes, of light and love.

Infinity times infinity.

The song slowly comes to an end, though they don’t move from their position, Draco simply lifts his head, his eyes happy and bright, his limbs tired and hazy in a happy way, everything about the boy’s glows.

“Merlin,” Draco sighs gleefully, “I haven’t done that since the Yule Ball. Since I was young.”

“Then perhaps,” Harry begins, meeting Draco’s expectant eyes, “You’d like to do it again sometime.”

“Are you asking me out, Potter?” Draco raises an eyebrow is skepticism, though a playful smile remains glued to his face.

“And what if I was?”

“Well,” Draco feigns being deep in thought, staring off into the distance before gradually focusing in on Harry once more, “I believe I would say yes.”

“Excellent.” Harry responds, catching sight of Neville and Hannah over Draco’s shoulder, “I hate to be rude but before I was so rudely distracted, I was set to go congratulate the new couple.”

“Well then I shall join you, to apologize for so rudely distracting you.”

“Very well then,” Harry spoke as he takes hold of Draco’s hand in his own and they walk with purpose toward the bride and groom.

“Neville! Hannah! I just wanted to congratulate you, that was the most beautiful ceremony.” Harry hugs them both before taking Draco’s hand again, rubbing lazy circles with his thumb.

“Yes, congratulations, and thank you,” Draco glances quickly at Harry and then back at the newlyweds, “for inviting me.”

“To think,” Neville laughs, “Our wedding brought you two together, of all the things.”

The two thank them again and make their way back toward the clearing to dance and socialize.

As the night wears on, Harry realizes that perhaps he had felt more than hatred for Malfoy all those years ago and Draco realizes he had never fallen out of love with the boy who lived.

Things I have learned from Grey (part 1/?)

2. Oh, hi, hello there. Yes, I am doing this again. No, I don’t make money off this (although I should, I’m losing brain cells for the good of humanity). You’re all welcome, by the way
3. About the book: “E L James offers a fresh perspective on the love story that has enthralled millions of readers around the world.” – it’s not fresh, it’s literally the same book, only written from a “different perspective” or whatever. That is not fresh, that is “let me make some money writing the same thing wow go me i is smart writer cookie for me”
4. It’s funny that in the About the author page, there’s no mention about E.L.James’ previous “thriller with a supernatural twist”. It’s almost like… she can’t write anything else *gasp*
5.I wonder briefly if all her skin is like that—flawless—and what it would look like pink and warmed from the bite of a cane.” – here we go again *sigh* *bangs head against wall just to be prepared*

6. What normal person thinks something like that the second that they meet someone? It’s like: “yes, hi, hello, nice to meet you, I wonder how you’d look if I beat you with a cane, yes the weather is nice today fancy a walk?”
7.A bashful, bookish type, eh? She looks it: poorly dressed, her slight frame hidden beneath a shapeless sweater, an A-line brown skirt, and utilitarian boots.” – I feel offended on behalf of all bookish people. Who says we can’t dress fancy or whatever?? Fuck you Christian.

8.It occurs to me that I could refine her motor skills with the aid of a riding crop.” – what the fuck. My dude. No. Step away from the equipment. Have some hot chocolate. Hug a puppy. And therapy. Lots and lots of therapy. Also, I dare you all to read that sentence with a straight face.
9. He’s calling her baby and sweetheart in his inner monologue and I can’t help but squirm because it’s sooooooo creepy.

13.her mouth needs training, and I imagine her on her knees before me” – yes, this book is as eloquent as its predecessors
14. Anastasia asking Christian if he’s gay sends him in a whirlwind of “omg how dare sheeeeeee, the HORROR, the BLASPHEMY”. Christian isn’t very confident in his masculinity, apparently. Also, fyi, being gay isn’t the worst thing on the planet, author.
15.I want to flog and fuck this girl in my playroom.” – I regret this endeavour that I dared take. No, really, pulling out my own nails would be more pleasant. Medieval torture sounds so much more fun than this.
16. Yeah, I’ll give you a second to get over that visual.
17. Of course he’s doing a background check on her because that’s totally normal. Background checks aren’t sexy, they’re creepy and invasive. This has been a PSA for Christian.
18.So here I am, an ass” – yes, you are accurate, very good here’s a gold star
19.I’m now behaving like a stalker” – 2 for 2 Christian, attaboy!
20. His inner monologue is so pretentious and…ugh, how can I explain this properly… it’s like a dudebro learned how to utter proper sentences
21. Kinda like this: “I’m manly and awesome, let’s DO THIS GAME ON MOTHAFUCKAAAASS *all the exclamation points*” But, you know, more articulate
22.My cock twitches in response” – so this is what I’m getting in exchange for all the “down there” monologue from the previous books. FML.

23. The amount of times he’s thought of flogging her is becoming nauseating
24.It’s coarser and chafes more if you struggle against it…my rope of choice.” – bro, no. Like, no. This is not okay. He’s actively looking for things that hurt more. This book is hurting me. Time to bring out the big guns:

25. Ana being able to tie and roll up some rope is oh so impressive to Christian, as if women are incompetent squirrels.
27. I shit you not, it’s probably what went on in Christian’s tiny sex addled brain
28.Get your fucking paws off her”. – I fucking told y’all
29. I know he’s staking a claim and telling me to back off” – oh my actual god, you’re human people get over this primeval behaviour
30.In my room. Just you, me, and the cable ties.” – sooooo romantic *gags repeatedly*
31. I’m only on page 30 hahahahahaha ahahahahahaha hahahahahaha
32. Pray for me

Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades Darker, Fifty Shades Freed masterpost

BTS REACTION - To finding out that their girlfriends are pregnant but they just had a really bad fight

  Hello guys! I’m here again, you are amazing, really . Thank you very much for the support, you don’t know how happy I am, you live in my heart, I love you <3


Rap Monster: He is paralyzed by the news, he looked at you without knowing what to say. “Jagi I’m sorry for everything I said … My God, I can not believe it!”

Jin: “What did you say? Seriously this? I am the happiest person in this world!” His smile was as honest as possible and he would hold you tightly. “I know we had a bad fight, but I love you so much and I think it is the right time for this … (Y | N) Marry me?”

Suga: He would be frightened by the situation and a little worried. “Are you sure? And you told me just now? You know how I always wanted to be a father! … I’m sorry for everything I said Jagi, I love you. ”

But inside he was like, “OMG I’ll be a father! I’m to be a father! I’m going to be a father!!”

J Hope: Once received the news a huge smile would appear on his face, “I can not believe it … We will have a baby! This is the best time of my life, I’m sorry Jagi, I swear that from now we will never fight, I love you so much! ”

Jimin: It will be completely excited forgetting the fight. “Are you serious? I’m going to be a father? I’M GOING TO BE A FATHER!!”

V: He would stare at you for a few seconds without believing in the news and then begin to jump like a very happy child “I swear that I will be the best dad in the world! Sorry for fighting with you, this will not happen again. " 

Jungkook:  "I do not believe this! I have to imagine how it will be, I will teach you how to dance and sing. I know we had a bad fight, but I swear it will never happen. I love you so much!”

~ADM Jiminye

GIF Credits To Their Original Owners

Well well well this is embarrassing... (hmm I can’t remember how that word is written and i’m lazy today)

Hello folks! Well tbh, I can’t really remember how long I’ve been away. Life is ups and downs and well, this was my down. But I made a promise to myself that I would never leave tumblr while I still had something stupid to say to the world, so here I am!

I just want to apologize to all the people I left unanswered again, I love you all and you are all amazing, I wasn’t ignoring you on purpose hahaha (L)

To the people who followed me these months, THANK YOU!! I’ll check you outas soon as I can, and I think I’m gonna follow you all just for being patient and not unfollowing me despise being invisible here hahaha (well maybe not the porn bots lol)

About this blog, don’t worry, I’ll get my crap together. Just maybe not until summer, because my grades need a really ahrd push, and I get stressed if I do all at a time, Idk how the rest of the people do it, but you are all my superheroes!!

But, I am gonna do something

Maybe you don’t know (though I hope you do, you HAVE to know), that last week our sweet Chris released the Official Erago nColoring Book. Well, as I am a needy geek obsessed with Eragon and dragons, I had ordered that book in January. And. It arrived to my house YESTERDAY

So, as a present, I’m showing you guys some of my favourite pictures:) They are all amazing, so picking up among them is difficult. I’ll eventually post them all as I color, but I guess some of you guys (well if I’m tallking to myself then yey meee) wanted to see them So here it goes:

As it couldn’t be any other way, this is the first drawing of all, and the only one I have colored (because, as I said, it arrived yesterday lol).


Aaaaah, that boat… (L)

!!!!!!!!!!! Nïdhwal!!!!!

….. I cried. I literally cried. And you know freaking why


and yes, I cried again… what a tribute. What a tribute…

And well, that’s it! To see the rest, buy the book or wait a bit!!

I hope you all forgive me again for being away, but may your swords stay sharp! (L)

Like A Beacon

for @thefckingwarship who has an amazing lighthouse keeper!james and mermaids Thomas and Miranda idea I just had to go with. Yes. Also James’ dog is an Irish Setter named Flint.

It was April when he first saw Flint splashing in the surf, russet red fur dark with water and barking happily at whatever had caught his eye. The dog was close to the rock-pools and the shore so he wasn’t worried, but the damn dog had more courage than sense at times. 

“Flint!” He called, stepping onto the rocky shoreline and trying not to slip. Three years at the place and he still toppled into the wet pools when he didn’t concentrate on his footing. “Flint, c’mere! It’s freezing out there-”

There was a gasp, a splash, and James was suddenly staring at a man. Blond, pale, blue eyed and broad shouldered and naked from the waist up. James stumbled back slightly, falling, wincing as his tailbone hit the rock. He hissed out a curse and looked up again to see the man leaning forward on his hands. 

It was then James realised the man wasn’t a man, not really, but- but half man. A glistening grey and silver tail was curled behind him, shining in the Spring sunlight . James forgot all about the pain in his backside as he saw the creature shift before his eyes and grow legs. He didn’t scream, swallowed the sound like a stone, but scrabbled backwards a few feet as the definitely completely naked and frankly beautiful man knelt before him. 

“Are you alright? I- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you! Your dog is so friendly I wanted to say hello,” the man spoke and James found himself listing forward towards him. The man cursed under his breath as he noticed and his voice- changed somehow. It became less airy, less enticing, and James blinked as he seemed to rise out of a fog in his mind. “Sorry… I forget about that sometimes. I’m Thomas,” he put out a hand. 

James shook it, stifling a gasp at the cool and rough texture of Thomas’ hand. “James,” he whispered. He was staring, he knew, at the blue depths of Thomas’ eyes. Anything to keep his eyes above the man’s hips, that was for sure. 

Thomas beamed at him, laughing as Flint barreled into him and began licking his face. “Good boy!” Thomas laughed, ruffling the wet fur of Flint’s ears. “Who’s a good boy? Who is? You!”

James laughed with him, the sound bright and infectious. 

After a few minutes Thomas sat beside him and curled his legs to the side. James failed to keep his eyes up and got quite an eyeful. He could feel the heat in his face despite the cold water soaking through his thick trousers and the cuffs of his jumper. 

Thomas looked him up and down in what James thought was an appreciative way and cocked his head to the side. “You’ve been here a few years, yes?”

“Yes. Three.”

“I was going to say hello sooner, preferably in a more decent state than I am now… I know humans aren’t fond of meeting random naked men on beaches;” he laughed again and James felt himself laughing too. 

He shook his head and smiled despite himself. “No, we don’t really. But-” he squinted, looking into Thomas’ face, “what are you?”

“One of the mer folk.”

And that was that. James knew that his world had tilted, had shifted off of it’s axis and that the seasons of his life were forever changed as this… creature began to tell him what he was. When Thomas touched his hand again it made James shiver. When Thomas kissed his cheek in lieu of a goodbye James knew he would never stop thinking about him. 

Flint looked at Thomas’ retreating form disappearing into the waves and barked, whining softly. James took him inside to sit by the fire and warm up, his mind distant as he thought of Thomas’ gleaming tail blending in with the waves. 

N/A: Hello again, two requests in one night. I am still busy, but well this night is being calm, too calm to my liking (If I want to go back to school I will need my money right?) Here it is another drabble, I am pretty sure I wrote at least 3 times the same drabble, so please try not to send it anymore, okay? I hope you like it.
77- “I lost our child.”

Cruel World - Roman Burki

Everything was fine, everything was going perfect. Or so you thought. Nothing was fine, and nothing was going perfect. What you thought to be going on it’s normal course was wrong. And the worst was that it had to happen while Roman wasn’t home. He was away for a game, so you tried not to worry him before knowing what the hell was wrong.

But something had to be wrong. Only in the 5th month of pregnancy waking up in the middle of the night with cramps and blood was not good. Thank God that you weren’t home alone, your sister had decided to spend the weekend with you in Dortmund, she was away for a while from work and well Dortmund was a place she wanted to visit and taking her sweet time doing it so.

So in that night you woke up feeling pain, you called your sister when you saw the blood on the sheets, you started panicking, something was wrong with the baby, neither of you knew the gender yet, the baby was shy and didn’t allowed the doctors to see, what you would see was either it’s butt or it’s hands covering the gender. 

Your sister took you to the hospital where you were rushed to a room to be checked on. Needles were being put on your veins, ultrasounds being made, but there was indeed something wrong, you couldn’t hear your baby’s heart beat. It had to be there right? Not even a week ago you went to your monthly apoitment and everything was right, the heart beat was strong, and now, now there was nothing. 

When the doctor told you those words you started crying, how the hell are you going to tell Roman while he is away? Your sister was calling your family, but you had to tell your husband. You had to tell him. While you were being prepared to deliver, you couldn’t have a dead baby inside you, so you would have to deliver to a dead child, your child. And you had to break not just yours, but Roman’s with the news. After the first ring he answered, he was happy, they had won the game.

- We need to talk. - you said with a low voice.
- What is wrong? - he asked with a worried voice, you could hear less voices by the second meaning he was moving to another room to talk to you.
- I am sorry, I am so sorry Ro… - you started crying - I lost our child…
- We are on our way to the airport, I will be there in less than one hour. Just hold on for me okay?

You said nothing just nodding even if he couldn’t see you. He took a deep breath before hanging up the call, you told your sister that he was on his way. The doctors respected your wishes of waiting for Roman. You were conected to machines, but you didn’t wanted to hear your heart beat, you wanted to hear your baby’s, but that was not going to happen soon. 

After one hour or so Roman showed up in your hospital room. He didn’t said anything he just hugged you and kissed your cheek,he was trying to be strong and not to cry. Something that he wanted to do so badly, but he also had to be strong for you.

Another two hours and your baby was out. But it was not like you planned it, you wanted to hear the cry, you wanted to feel the pains of bringing a child alive to the world. But that was not happening. Your baby boy was in your arms, you and Roman were crying, it was a boy. He should grow up, play football with his father, get a lot of girls, and not die so soon.

- You know this world it’s so very cruel and hard. And you will never be hurt, or sad or have your tiny heart broken. - you took a deep breath trying to control the sobs, Roman was with his arms around your shoulders and kissing your forehead.
- We love you … sleep tight my little boy. - Roman whispered.

It was indeed a very cruel world.

ID #22782

Name: Katie
Age: 14
Country: Canada

Hello !
I’m currently on summer holidays, and I’m incredibly bored. Every single summer without fail I tell myself that this is the summer that I wont get bored and actually be productive. But alas, it did not work out again. So here I am hoping that I sound interesting enough for someone to contact.

I really just want to experience as much of this world as I can because really nothing lasts, and nothing I do in my life really matters so we might as well enjoy it. Oh yeah and I’m a huge nerd who likes all of the stereotypical things that most teenagers are into. I also jump from thing to thing that I’m interested in, so you could always look forward to listening about the new stupid thing I enjoy.

Preferences: I don’t really have any preferences other than under 18 please, and I think I want to talk online before snail mail

anonymous asked:

Hello, ENTJ here, I thought I'd join in with everybody else to confirm that we enjoy seeing your posts. You are officially the MBTI community's Cinnamon Roll. I'd encourage you to try typing anime/manga/game/cartoon series all together again; I thought your typings were very good. Anyways, try to remain a happy person. - World Dicta-... ENTJ.

MBTI Community’s Cinnamon Roll… What an honor. Am I really a cinnamon roll though :D?

Though I did like typing characters, it got a little boring after a while and making memes really cheers me up somehow (o´∀`o). I would like to do more character typing in the future though! 

P.S. I don’t know why but I read this ask in Gordon Ramsay’s voice. 

IT Starters
  • I'm every nightmare you've ever had.
  • I'm your worst dream come true.
  • I'm everything you ever were afraid of.
  • Kiss me, fat boy!
  • Let go. Be afraid. You all taste so much better when you're afraid.
  • They ALL float down here. When you're down here with us, you'll float too!
  • Oh you are priceless, ___!
  • I am eternal, child.
  • I am the eater of worlds, and of children. And you are next!
  • That's him. That's him!
  • Come on, It's just a drawing.
  • Now look. Here he is again. The same man.
  • It's not a man.
  • I'll kill you all! Ha Ha!
  • I'll drive you crazy and I'll kill you all!
  • Don't let it get to you man.
  • He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts.
  • Are you gonna say hello?
  • Awww, come on bucko! Don't you want a... balloon?
  • I'm not supposed to take stuff from strangers; My dad said so.
  • What are we gonna do?
  • I just want to forget about it.
  • We gotta tell somebody.
  • When you grow up, you stop believing.
  • I used to stutter all the time when I was a kid.
  • I worry about you, ___. Sometimes I worry a lot.
  • You're too old to stop me! You're all too old.
  • I'm not afraid of you.

anonymous asked:



she looks 18 between you and i

i just realized how old i really am

(001) Dammit // Blink 182 (002) Innocent // Taylor Swift (003) Growing Up // Fall Out Boy (004) Grow Up // Paramore (005) One of the Boys // Katy Perry (006) Thnks Fr Th Mmrs // Fall Out Boy (007) When You Were Young // The Killers (008) What’s My Age Again? // Blink 182 (009) 1985 // Bowling For Soup (010) Hello Cold World // Paramore (011) Bad Side of 25 // Patrick Stump (012) Vienna // Billy Joel

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On Holiday (Again)

Hello, admin here. My mother says I need to experience the world so she is sending me on a holiday trip again. This time I am going to New York and will only be there for a week. I’ll bring my computer, but I’m not going to bring my drawing tablet so expect a week long hiatus. See you then! 😘 ❤️

spetsnazsandthemultiverse  asked:

Louise was in a strange world then again world gate had multiple worlds to chose from so she chose a random one now she met another vampire small but cute a elder lich and fucking weird ass people some demons a bug man and a succubus. "Uh hi?"

Ainz looked at her confused to see someone like her here. He could tell she was stronger then anyone before her even stronget then him. “Hello i am lord ainz”