hiding together

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Part two of three. :) 
Part 1 –> http://pozolegirl.tumblr.com/post/137732271570/part-one-of-three-marinette-hates-to-think-of

Let’s hide in the dark together untransformed, yeah- this is a great idea.

I know it’s late. But my pen for my tablet is STILL missing, SO EVERYTHING THAT’S DIGITAL NOT TRADITIONAL- HAD TO BE DONE WITH MY FINGER ON A TRACK PAD. IT WAS HARD. (cries)

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we get it you’re in love… THE LEVEL OF RUDENESS IS TOO HIGH

jhope if you don’t calm tf down i will personally come to skorea and fight you, if my heart doesn’t explode first  

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anonymous asked:

Hey :D I got a question :D why is "love pants" a thing in so many fanfics ? :D I mean it's cute but is there a particular reason for it? :D thanks :3

Lily posted this picture on instagram a while ago and everyone went crazy. (anyone remember?) I think that’s where it all started. Why love pants? You gotta ask Miss. Rabe. *wink wink*

High School AUs

Imagine your OTP…

  • Sneaking inside the school after hours and they start to have a party with only the two of them.
  • Character A always goes to the high school football games to watch character B play.
  • Going together as “friends” to a high school dance.
  • Are assigned to be partners for a project, even though they’re enemies.
  • Planning to both become Student Council’s President.
  • Are secretly dating and sneak inside bathroom stalls to make out.
  • Pulling pranks on teachers and students together.
  • Hiding in the locker room and talking about whatever to pass the time.
  • Are both math nerds and have a competition to see who can answer the most math problems.
  • Character B tries to ask Character A out on a date.

anonymous asked:

I don't know if there are any but do you know of any fics where James drinks polyjuice to talk to lily or something? Cheers

Title: Obsessive Lily Disorder
Author: Procrastinator-starting2moro
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Hurt
Chapters: 23
Word Count: 144,021
Summary: James worships the ground Lily, er, throws him on? Includes stalking, Polyjuice potion and James attempting many acts of suicide such as drowning his head in toilet bowls because Apple Of His Eye Evans hates his guts. Or does she?

Title: Polyjuice
Author: greysky3
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 976
Summary: James is tired of guessing at what Lily is thinking. One day, he decides to impersonate one of her friends. He will definitely learn more than he had in mind.

I also remember one where he used polyjuice to transform himself into Remus and then went on Prefect rounds with Lily who developed a crush on Remus (because he was James). I can’t find that one atm but I’ll keep searching for it, and if anyone has any more to rec that would be helpful!

Updated 07.02.16 thanks to @katieeasterlee who knew the fic I was talking about above, thank you!

Title: Prelude to Destiny
Author: AnotherDreamer
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 26
Word Count: ~
Summary: Lily’s goals were to get over her annoying crush on James Potter and avoid becoming Head Girl, but in 6th year after her ex-boyfriend shows up, everything started spiralling out of control.

Imagine: Going Into Hiding With Fred

Request: An imagine where reader and Fred are best friends in hiding together during the war and they are talking about everyone they have lost. She mentions loosing her godfather, Mad-eye, and he comforts her and they end up kissing and other fluff. I would love this so much!!!!

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“Man this is horrible,” Fred said while putting wards around the place you two were hiding. Everyone was in danger now, and witches and wizards all over Great Britain were trying to find safe places to hide.

You nodded your head and went to sit in a corner.

“People are losing their lives everyday and it’s ridiculous! I wish someone would just stop the mad man! How are people just letting him kill everyone?!” Fred ranted.

You nodded your head again and a few tears started to fall from your eyes.

“Y/N I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset you,” Fred said as he rushed over to you.

You gave him a tiny smile. “You didn’t do anything Fred. The conversation just got me thinking about my godfather.” Tears continued to fall.

“Mad-Eye? Man I loved that guy! One of the coolest people I’ve ever met!”

You nodded. “I just can’t believe he’s gone!” You put your head into Fred’s chest and began sobbing.

He rubbed your back. “Shh, Y/N I know, I know. It’s not fair. He didn’t deserve it. But you have to remember that he lost his life for a great cause, fighting valiantly”, Fred comforted.

You sniffed and looked up at him. “You’re right. Thank you, Fred.”

He smiled down at you. “Whenever you’re sad, just let me know and I’ll do this.” Fred leaned down and placed a soft kiss on your lips. “I know it won’t change or make things better, but it might help a little.”

“It helps a lot, actually,” you said as you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.

anonymous asked:

No okay but imagine a spirk x files au where Kirk is mulder, trying to find out what happened when his older brother disappeared, and Spock as scully always arguing with kirks theories. only instead of it being like the show where it genuinely is skepticism on scullys part, spocks still half Vulcan and just trying to throw Kirk off the trail cause it's dangerous for him to learn too much

YES kirk getting closer to the truth and spock trying to save him from it :00 i need this in my life also the two of them struggling more and more each time their relationship pulls them closer together 👽💕 spock hiding the truth from him and kirk getting dangerously close to getting to know it

EN - Gear Up Guide: Spirit Weaver
“Sun-bleached deer hide is stitched together for this look, layered over the top of a deep red, long-sleeve tunic. The gold accents and intricate bracer are inspired by traditional Byzantine designs, also mirrored on the ornate trim on the hem of her shirt. Weathered leather straps circle Lara’s midsection to keep chain mail in place, and are also used to secure a simple hide holster on her hip. Leather pants and boot covers finish off the outfit, with rabbit fur accents added for extra warmth.”
-Brenoch Adams, Art Director

anonymous asked:

fitzsimmons + 19 please

19. ‘Am I tired, or are the painkillers working?’

I’m sooooooo sorry that it took me so long, I just couldn’t figure out what to write for this for a long time and in the end I just come up with this silly thing. Also, as for Fitzsimmons + too much painkillers, I wrote a funny piece about that a while ago,so I thought it’s Jemma’s time now ;)


“Look, Fitz!” Jemma called to him while waving her hand for him to come closer. “Look at those tiny little beauties!” she beamed. “Playing hide-and-seek together, trying to catch the rest with their adorable tiny attractions,” she cooed at her microscope while wagging her arm behind her, trying to blindly catch his arm. “You have to see them, it’s a whole enormous universe locked in tiny space!”

“Mhm, it still looks too much like liver to me,” Fitz cringed but took another brave step towards the workbench. Sure, the sample under the glass was literally microscopic, but the “material’s source” was laying just a few inches from the microscope and it was staring at him with the whole redness of its being, daring him to stumble and fall right into it. He gulped and looked back at Simmons, trying to ignore the arrogant tissue. “Don’t move your arms, you’ll pull your stitches,” he warned her.

“It’ll be fine,” she waved his worry off with both her hands. “I feel great, nothing hurts at all.”

“That’s because of painkillers,” he pointed out.

“Nonsense, Fitz, that’s purely because of my above average stamina. I mean all this workout had to paid off eventually! Five minutes of stretching everyday brings amazing results! I could move mountains on those arms!” she made a pose that was supposed to show off her biceps. Probably. All Fitz could see was the blinding whiteness of her bandage, a painful reminder of what happened. 

Sure, it wasn’t much of a wound and the mission wasn’t very dangerous. They’ve both handled worse, both in terms of missions and injuries. But Jemma still managed to trip and fall and he hadn’t caught her in time, so she scratched her arm on some old, rusty piece of threaded rod, while her ribs made very unpleasant contact with sharp boulder. Thankfully the rod didn’t stab her but it was way too close for his liking. The cut was not life-threatening deep, but who knows what kind of ancient dirt was on this bloody thing, so she’s disinfected it immediately. He ribs hurt more and more and she declined coming back until she finished her work, so he insisted she at least took some painkillers and sat on the ground, not moving, only bossing him around. She agreed and he was doing his best to finish the work of two people by himself in half of the time. When they finally got back to base, Jemma got all patched up and started experiencing full effects of nerve numbing chemicals. Which made his task of getting her back to her room so much more difficult.

“Ooooh, I know! Let’s move mountains,” Jemma called in excitement moving away from the microscope and going to the door. “Come along, Fitz, I’ve seen some on our way, they shouldn’t put much of a struggle!”

“Jemma, that’s not-” he sighed and followed her trying to figure out how to get her to turn with wits instead of force. There must have been a way. Suddenly he got an idea. It was completely crazy, so given Jemma’s current mood it might just work. “I know better ones,” he called to her which made her slow down and look at him with confusion. “Sneaky mountains,” he told her trying to make his voice sound tempting.

“Sneaky? They are hiding somewhere?”

“Yes they are,” he nodded frantically not daring to move unless she lost her interest in the concept. “They’ve been hiding in here all along…”

“Where?” her voice was less energetic now, more questioning.

“Over there,” he waved at the corridor leading to their bunks. “But we must be careful, if we want to catch them we must be quiet” he moved carefully to the wall and let out a breath in relief when he saw Jemma mimicking him.

“To catch sneaky mountains we must sneak even sneakier than them!” she mumbled and nodded slowly.

“Exactly.”

They moved quietly to her room, Jemma less energetic with each step she took. When they finally reached her door she was leaning on him for support and he helped her to walk through the doorstep.

“I don’t want to chase mountains anymore, my head is feeling funny,” she whined.

“Okay, just rest a little, you’ll feel better.” He helped her to her bed, happy that his task was almost done. As much as he loved Jemma she was way too stubborn sometimes. “Look, they are over here,” he pointed to the picture above her bed. “You caught them.”

“Because you helped. You smell nice,” she told him with a small smile, her eyes a little glassy.

“Thanks,” he answered a little uncertain.

“And you’re even more wonderful than ionic bonding,” she added looking him in the eye. “And all the tissue samples, stars and galaxies in the world.”

“Really?” he asked, incredulity mixing with amusement in his voice.

“Mhm,” she nodded. “Amazing,” she was quiet for a moment. “Am I tired, or are the painkillers working?” she mumbled, still staring at him as if he was the answer to every question she ever had.

“Yeah, they’ve just started working,” he smiled at her. “Rest, Jem.” He smoothed her hair. “You’ll feel better in the morning. Good night.”

“Night,” she whispered and closed her eyes.

Fitz smiled, smoothed her hair again and raised himself to his feet. Wwalking back to his own bunk and promising himself that he would never again let Jemma kill pain with meds to keep working, no matter how stubborn she would get.

psychicarmorhead asked:

“I'd totally fuck you.” (I'M JUST CURIOUS OF THE REACTION OKAY--)

@psychicarmorhead

Send “I’d totally fuck you” my for my muses reaction to yours saying it.

      One might have thought the wine he was sipping on had gone down the wrong path. Much coughing took place after nearly choking upon hearing those words. He dared to cut Valon a curious look because this wouldn’t be the first time he’s said or done something that seemed so…not him. Or perhaps it was very much something he’d say except Atem did not know him as well as others. He was working on it but above all, he had NOT expected that.

      He casually slid another beer down to his friend because clearly he needed more. Or actually, he probably didn’t, but if Valon was drinking, he hadn’t the time to ponder ridiculous things people say when they’re drunk.

                Then again, not like he’s left with many options in this place….

       “….make use of your mouth by drinking the beer— my treat. If your mouth is occupied then you won’t have time to contemplate and say aloud such ludicrous things.”

        Cheeks burned hot, but eyes remained upon his own wine. Hopefully such went unnoticed by Valon. Gods forbid he find out such things got to him. He may very well never live it down.

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It happened again !! For like the fifth time ! 

Callie just showed up running from behind us, hided behind tortimer and continued running upward. 

Every times this happened my friend I was playing with didn’t believed me XD So I took pictures this time !! Excuses the bad pictures, she totally surprised me ! and I was like OHHH! I NEED TO TAKE A PICTURE !

so yeahh.. did this thing only happened to me ?