here have something to look at whilst i do replies~

Magic Mishap

Loki and I sat there practicing the random spells the book pages would land on. Loki would speak little while doing spells, which is something I found odd as he normally was very chatty towards me.My eyes land on a certain spell.

“Chibi spell?” I said out loud with clear confusion laced in my voice.

“Oh, yes that spell is odd, its best you leave it and try a different one.” Loki inquired. 

“Really? Well, if you say so, Loki.” As I was about to turn the page I got a very devious, wonderful idea. Why not try this spell out….on Loki.

I started summoning and whispering the short words of the spell to myself. Finally, the ball of purple magic in my hand is completed.I point my hand at him and release the spell.

He turned his head quickly only to see the ball being flung at him. The spell began to take effect on him as he found himself being incredibly small and somewhat chubby.

Loki spoke in a high-pitched, adorable voice “What did you do to me?! Did you-….” He became silent once he saw himself in the shine of his now very large mirror.

“You…You…” He said in disbelief. “Me what?” I replied in a snarky tone whilst picking up his small frame with two fingers.

“How could you! I am the Prince of Asgard! I demand you to reverse this spell this instant! That is an order from your prince!” He squealed out, flailing his arms in anger.

“Sorry, but I’m afraid I can’t do that, Says here it lasts for 2 hours.”

“Two hours?! No, you have to do something, I can’t look like this  for that long!’

“Hey relax, I’ll take care of you while this lasts. Besides, it’s not like you have anything better to do.” I pulled out a small piece of chocolate from my pocket and pushed it towards him. He gladly accepted the sweet and chewed it up rapidly.

I used my index finger to gently pat his head, aside from his small protests he finally gave into being touched.

After the few hours passed, he gradually became his normal size and weight once more.

“Great! You’re back.” I smiled. “You’re terrible, you know that?” He pouted out.

“Oh hush you loved that extra attention, I bet you probably crave it now.”  I tease at him.

A small blush comes upon his porcelain face. “Aww! I knew it! C’mon scoot closer to me you dork”  

akigriffin  asked:

I've always had this headcanon where Maruis and Cosette are each other's first love, and it's as sickening cute as it is in the book and everyone thinks they'll be together forever. Then they both realize they're bi and not actually in love anymore (two separate discoveries). They break up, stay BFFs and fall in love with other people. (namely Courf and Ep)

Hey, this speaks to me on a veeeery personal level, friend. This post will be long and have feelings and stuff.

June.

Cosette had been thinking about things for months. Unpleasant things, things that made her mood change and her mouth curve downwards in an uncharacteristic mope.

She could deny and try to pretend for as long as she wanted. But when it really came down to the quiet moments like these, she knew in her heart that her relationship with Marius had run its course. They felt much more like friends than lovers, more like roommates than cohabiting partners.

The worst thing about it was that everybody perceived them as perfect. She’d lost count at the amount of times somebody had aww’d in their general direction, described them as goals or told them they were perfect for each other.

But they weren’t, and it hurt- but Cosette was sick of pretending. She was also sick of fantasising about dates with other, pretend people. 

It was an awful call of judgement, to make such a sudden decision to break things off over a petty squabble over dinner. But it wasn’t the little thing that broke her, it was the collection of little things that became a mountain of one big unspoken thing. She was unhappy, and they had stopped bringing out the best in each other a long time ago.

There was crying and frustrated arguments and desperate attempts for each of the other to understand what they were saying, but by 9:00PM that night, they were done.

Marius & Cosette the perfect couple were no more.

Marius and Cosette the individuals were just beginning. 

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Jon x Female Reader

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Imagine looking after Ghost whilst he’s missing and when Jon discovers it was you who took care of him, the two of you bond. 

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\ Request from anonymous /

could you do a Jon Snow imagine where the reader is introduced to Jon after Ghost’s disappearance (you know how Ghost was missing until the 5th episode of season 4)? so maybe she had been taking care of Ghost that whole while and he became attached to her, which is why Jon and the reader form a bond :p TY! idk if that made sense, I hope it did lol

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Connor imagine, a lazy day in bed;

[Requested on wattpad]

When you feel yourself slowly awakening, you inwardly groan. You were having a nice dream about puppies. You roll onto your side and face Connor, who’s still fast asleep. You can hear faint snores leaving his lips, as well as the occasional mumble. “Con,” you whisper. It has no affect on him. You sigh and decide to lie on top of him. He’s lying on his stomach, so you sprawl yourself over his back. “Hey Con,” you whisper in his ear. He grunts quietly, though you can tell that he’s still mostly asleep. You wrap your legs around his and give his shoulder a kiss. “Con,” you mumble. “Mm,” he hums. “Hey Con?” You play with his hair. “Mhm?” He hums back. “You’re comfy.” Connor lets out a tired, breathy laugh. “Thanks,” he says in a thick morning voice. “How did you sleep?” You ask. “Good. Until you climbed on top of me,” he replies teasingly. You giggle. “Oops.” “What about you?” You shrug at his question. “Pretty good.” He nods. “Y’know, it would be easier for us to speak to one another if you lay next to me instead on on me,” he comments. You smile and slide off of him and onto the mattress once more. “You’re comfier though.” You pout. Connor grins. “But now I get to see your beautiful face,” he mumbles. You smile softly and move closer. Connor gives your lips a small kiss, but you cringe right after. “Ugh, morning breath.” Connor laughs. “Hey, yours isn’t much better,” he defends. You roll your eyes and start to sit up, but Connor tugs you back down. “Don’t leave.” You look at him. “I was just going to go brush my teeth,” you replies. “No … don’t leave,” he repeats. You sigh and give in, snuggling into his side. Connor smiles happily as he wraps his arms around your shoulders. “Yay.” You giggle and hug his stomach. “What should we do today?” You ask. Connor hums as he thinks. “Well, we could stay here for a while. Cuddle till noon, make out a bit, maybe have a pillow fight or something. Then make lunch, eat it in bed, watch a movie whilst cuddling, then have a nap,” he answers. You can’t help but laugh. “Really? Sounds pretty lazy, if you ask me.” Connor shrugs and says, “Lazy is my middle name.” You laugh again. “Okay okay. Your plan sounds good,” you tell him. He kisses the top of your head. “Good. Because I wasn’t planning on going anywhere for a while.”

I don’t really like how this turned out, but I felt bad for taking so long to write something for you guys

Wealh [FrUk Loving You Through Time Event]

Title: Wealh

Summary: The sharp thegn Coenwulf has just wed an uncanny wife, everyone agrees, a strange, competent, but difficult woman. How vexing it is then, to be the foolish slave who loves her. [FrUK femslash, incidental Netherlands/f!England]

Time Period: Anglo-Saxon England in the early 7th century
Rating: M
Warnings:
Slavery is mentioned from the outset, and master/slave dynamics. Rape is mentioned, but does not occur to major characters. Blood, violence, and discussions of religion.

Notes: This is currently 31,006 words, and I’m still not entirely happy with it. Scenes may be added in the future (if you want those, maybe wait a few days >>), but I’ve been working on this fic for about a fortnight straight and today is its day, so I hope you enjoy!

The names of the characters were changed to better fit their backgrounds for this fic, and to fit better with the seventh century time period.

Mared – fem!France
Ælfwyn – fem!England
Æmma – Belgium
Monegund – Monaco
Coenwulf – Netherlands
Sigilind – Liechtenstein
Leofwine – Luxembourg

Pronunciation-wise, the sc in Anglisc and scop is pronounced as sh (as in ship, shot, shut, shadow).
Æ
is pronounced ay (as in day, may, stay).

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