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NewtXReader - Drunken Building

Request: Helloooooo, I have a slight obsession with drunk Newt. Would you mind writing an imagine about him?


“And then I could set up a whole new landscape, one that’s hot and cold at the same time! Wouldn’t that be marvellous!?!…” Newt trailed off, as he explained his drunken idea to create a brand new habitat….for a creature which didn’t exsist.

To celebrate the success of Newt’s novel, the both of you had a little ‘celebration’ in his case. Well…by celebration you meant sharing laughs over a bottle of firewhiskey. Newt didn’t drink very often but you knew at least one thing. He had about the alcohol tolerance of a new born baby. You didn’t worry too much though as Newt was nothing but harmless when intoxicated. Not to mention extremely funny….

“I’ll build a little shed in the habitat and - and you could come live there too", he exclaimed, excitedly moving his hands around in a blur. God he was getting carried away.

“Newt, you and I both know your not exactly a DIY man. You don’t even own a toolbox!” You chuckled.

“B-but, but I could borrow Jacobs toolbox?” He drunkenly defended.

“Hmm huh, I’ll remind you of that in the morning Mr Scamander”. You knew fine rightly Newt wouldn’t do it. When it came to creating habits for creatures, Newt’s ability and skill stretched far and wide, however when it came to building human structures…well his skills were a little limited.

“Nu uh” he childishly denied, “I’m going to build you one right now” he proclaimed, adventuring out towards the jungle habitat. Oh god he was going to end up hurting himself.

“Newt what in Merlins name are you doing” you giggled as you attempted to catch up for him. For a stumbling drunk man, he surprisingly fast, “slow down Newt, my legs aren’t as long as yours you know!” You panted.

Grabbing everything he could reach for, Newt began building…well if you could even call it that. In reality he was just throwing sticks and leaves into a big heap. “Your going to regret this” you playfully sung.

After 5 minutes Newt stumbled backwards proudly admiring his work. To be honest the finish product was pretty good….if you were a bird that is, because Newt had created what you could only describe as a ‘human nest’.

“Come on” he ushered you towards the nest “mummy’s here”. Before you could protest, Newt yanked your arm causing you to fall on top of him. Although you hated to admit it, the 'nest’ was actually really comfy. Curling up beside him, you nuzzled deep into his chest, the faint smell of alcohol on his breath. For a brief few moments of silence both of you just lay there, a content smile on both your faces.

“Will you still love me after I confess?” He blurted out.

“What?”, It was getting difficult to keep a track of drunk Newt’s thought process.

“Will you still love me after I confess?” He repeated again, still leaving you confused.

“Nothing you confess will make me love you any less Newt” you whispered placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.

“I - I love your smile, your eyes, your body, your voice, your beauty, your body, your kindness, your body” with every thing he listed his smile grew a little wider. As he begun to ramble on and on something very, very deep in his brain told him to shut up - but alas the words flowed out of his mouth with little control, as if forgetting exactly who he were speaking to.

You might have underestimated how drunk he was because you were pretty sure he said 'your body’ about 3 times in that sentence. His eyes dilated slightly as he he dreamily stared in the distance. Although you had to confess that he was far more articulate with his compliments when he was sober, he was always sincere with them making you appreciate them however he managed to garble them to you (and in this case with extreme difficulty).

“Are you sure this isn’t just the drink talking Newt?” You cheekily asked.

“I’ll love you when I drunk but I’ll love you when Im sober even more” he proclaimed triumphantly, “ I love your body, I love-”

Bursting into a fit of giggles you cut Newt off, “okay okay!” You chuckled, “ I get it, you love me”.

Newt joined in chuckling, although you were pretty sure he didn’t have a clue why both of you were laughing.

Settling back down again, Newt pulled you in even closer, running his hand messily through your hair. There was something so comforting about his touch. In his hold you felt nurtured and protected. You often wondered was this what his beasts felt like, under his care.

“I’m really sad I’m not gonna remember any of this you know” he sadly slurred his words. The drink was obviously messing with his emotions, as his eyes tested slightly.

“Don’t worry I’ll remind you in the morning” you softly whispered, pressing a gentle kiss on his forehead. A big goofy smile spread on Newt’s face while his eyelids drew heavy. You knew he was about to fade. The light patterns you drew with your finger on his chest, smooth Newt to sleep. He’d have one hell of a hanger over in the morning.


A stream of light cut through the jungle trees which hung over your sleeping frame. Tilting your head to the right you observed a fast asleep Newt, his lips slightly parted and his locks of hair a state. Groaning, he shifted slightly onto his stomach.

“Oh Newt…” you sighed. As much fun as drunk Newt was, youou didn’t like watching him suffer the next morning.

Making your way back to Newt’s hut you grabbed aspirin and water. You knew he’d definitely need them after all. By the time you had came back Newt had awoken, squinting at the bright light and “attempting” to make himself presentable. Being back to the normal sober and reserved Newt, he immediately apologised.

“Y/N…I’m sorry. Forgive me but it seems I got a little carried away last night”, Newt mumbled ashamed, “Care to explain why in Merlin’s name I’m sitting in a giant nest?”

“Apparently it’s my new home now”, you giggled.

“I guess you’ll just have to stay with me until I build you a better one” he teased, “please tell me that building a human nest was the only daft thing I did”, he wearily asked

“I think that’s a story to explain over some coco, Mr Scamander” you cheekily smiled, “Maybe we should begin with your love for 'my body’”.

A deep blush spread across his cheeks and his eyes darted around the room.

“I - I….” he stuttered 

Oh Merlin.



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The Perfect Feminist Boyfriend

I love watching Sh0eonhead’s videos on YouTube. They’re always pretty insightful, and well put together without looking at all like they’re some kind of production. Just honest opinions with thought provoking points.

This recent video she did regarding a shitty, pandering Cosmopolitan article about “The Perfect Feminist Boyfriend” made me think a bit about the nature of the pandering male feminist.

In it, she talks about actor Matt McGorry, who plays a prison guard who impregnates an inmate on Orange is the New Black. He makes it a giant point to remind everyone how much of a feminist he is on a seemingly regular basis, and apparently Cosmopolitan wants you to know about it too. Let’s not stray too far away from the fact that Cosmopolitan has been subliminally telling young girls for years now that they have to be thin, have the right make-up applied, and 57 suggestions on how they can better please their man in the bedroom. Because Cosmopolitan likely could have picked a number of overweight neckbeards in fedora’s to shine a spotlight onto who the best male feminist of all time is; but they, of course, are going to instead pick an actor with a chiseled body who overly panders in every pathetic way possible; because being against objectification is only a one-way street.

McGorry’s Twitter page is chock full of photos of himself letting you know just how hard he’s being an activist. Because it wouldn’t be activism if you didn’t let everyone on the internet know you were doing it.

Now, I don’t have a problem with being an activist for a cause you wholly believe in, and maybe Matt McGorry is legit sensitive to giving respect to people who feel or are marginalized. Here’s a better way to give respect to women: just do it. Just treat women in general like you would treat anyone else. Also, don’t shine a spotlight on yourself. No matter what Cosmopolitan says, announcing your male feminism to the world is the antithesis of proof that you actually respect them. Because when Matt McGorry writes a tweet like, “"When a woman asks if I’m a feminist & I say ‘yes’ & she gets really excited I get bummed bc it’s a reminder of how low the bar is for men,” all you need to understand is that this is pandering. 7,000+ likes. Good for you.

The thing about people who point this spotlight on themselves is that they’re sketchy at best. The term white knight is utilized as a basis to confront this sort of faux respect for others; because people like this want a pat on the fucking back, they want to get laid more and liked more. There’s an ulterior motive that’s never worth your respect. The men who claim themselves to be intersectional feminists, or male feminists, you automatically should be skeptical of every single time. Because if they were a real feminist, or they really respected women, they’d not feel the need to tell you; they’d just fucking do it. The reality is this bar that McGorry claims is sitting low for men, wouldn’t get put much higher if all men were like him. Your actions are what count; and if you’re already acting properly, then shut the fuck up about it. You don’t deserve a medal for treating people like human beings.

Tove Lo did THAT on Lady Wood, like she did on Queen of the Clouds and Truth Serum, but y’all STILL SLEEPING ON MS. LO AND I’M TIRED OF IT!!!!!

She is giving y’all atmospheric production and honest fucking lyrics and Y’ALL STILL IGNORING HER!!!

Nail In Your Hand
Nail In Your Hand

I complicate you for your fellowship
Manipulate my fix, predetermine your sin
I am your only wish
My baby’s silhouette, she’s growing out of it
I could’ve savored it
Instead, I let it slip
I am your weight
A blessing from a family fugitive
I blame myself, I give my soul for it, I love myself for it
I’ve seen the aftermath of a once honest man
I am a product and you are just here to sell
A sudden spiral into me
You are blooming into disease
Feel the weeks turn into mold
A nail in your hands is the only thing you can believe
You are vast, you’re someone that I envy
Wash your hands until you are clean
Feel my arms around me
Sink my nails into something beautiful
I am immovable, you are disposable
I am impossible
Float in my firmament, the world as I see it
Nothing is certain but I’ve become permanent


100 Days of productivity starting today!
So I have been in my new apartment for just over 2 months and have finally sorted my study set up. I’m so excited to really get into it but was kind of worried these past few months have kicked me out of my study groove, so decided one way to get me back into the swing of things would be 100 days of productivity!
With Uni coming to an end for this school year I decided to crack on with my Japanese and brush them up as I have hardly done anything since my summer studying over there last year haha. 
I am going to completely refresh myself with the Genki textbook and will be posting on here as I go, if you wish to follow and learn also feel free! 
And don’t be surprised if this is full of food.

How To Guess A Sun Sign

Here are some traits that are very apparent in the sun signs - but remember, these also show up in their Rising’s. Lots of times, you’ll guess a person’s rising rather than their Sun. This should help a little.

Aries: They’re always talking to SOMEONE. They differ from Leo’s because they’ll talk to anyone and everyone, while Leo will usually stick with their squad or people of a certain social ranking.

Taurus: They usually always have something new on, and don’t really question the norms fashion wise. They often have lots of money. They’re productive. Stubborn.

Gemini: Talking to one person in class. Usually doesn’t shut the fuck up. Tbh a little creepy, if you’re just looking at them. Bubbly, if female. (idk why but Gemini guys seem sketchy).

Cancer: Withdrawn. Don’t talk to many people. Quiet when they speak. Hugs. Always.

Leo: [See Aries’s part on Leo’s]. Fashionable. Against fashion norms. Loud.

Virgo: Fashionable. With fashion norms. Quiet. Beautiful. “Prude”. Intelligent.

Libra: Always in a new relationship. Makes friends super easy. Will talk to anyone about everything. Always has interesting fashion choices.

Scorpio: Always in a new relationship. Stands out, ‘not meaning to’. Usually called a slut/stud. No one likes them / everyone either loves them or hates them. 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 is how people refer to them. Flirtatious. Artists. Brutally Honest / Manipulative.

Sagittarius: Always asking questions. Stands up for what they believe in. Stands out. Knows fucking everything. Talented. Artists. Over Honest.

Capricorn: Productive. Always talking about their achievements. Overachievers. Overworkers. Always doing SOMETHING. Doesn’t talk much. Either makes lots of crude jokes / roasts or is totally against them. Judgmental.

Aquarius: Stands out. Talented. Speaks up. Always talking, [like Aries], bubbly. 'Sociopaths’ according to everyone. Tbh, they’re a bit salty. Either makes a lot of crude jokes / roasts or is against them. Dank Memes. Over Honest. Manipulative.

Pisces: Artist. Artist Aesthetic / Hipster Aesthetic. Always carrying their craft with them (guitar, notebook, pens, piano, whatever). Doesn’t talk to many people. Genuine. Victims. Stubborn in what they believe in.

Imagine meeting the Originals-Part 36-Final

Hi, hello, bonjour :)

Part 36


Please, note that I am French, so there might be some mistakes here and there.

This is the last part people! I really hope you like it! I might post some fluffy imagines, bonuses but I’m not sure. Thanks for reading :)

Enjoy :)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29 Part 30 Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 Part 34 Part 35 

Freya told you everything. She knew Aurora, Tristan and Lucien were working together. She knew what and where the weapon was. She knew how her siblings where going to fall. So, she knew how to stop it all.

Klaus wasn’t happy, of course. He trusted Aurora to be sincere and had trouble believing she was actually plotting against him.

“So, how do we stop it all?” you ask.

“We need to get rid of the Strix first” Elijah says. “It won’t be easy”

“Dibs on Aya” you say.

“Then how do we do that without raising any suspicions?” Kol asks.

“We don’t attacked them as a group” Elijah says. “We kill them one by one and we don’t leave any trace of it.”

Kol, Rebekah, Elijah, Klaus and Marcel had killed over twenty members of the Strix in one day only.

“Tomorrow I’ll take you kill to Aya if you want” Elijah sighs, after you were complaining about how useless you had been today.

Vincent became regent of the witches and Davina was spending some time with Freya who was teaching her magic and some spells to get her ready for the next part of the plan.

Klaus was worried about Cami who wasn’t answering her phone.

“All I know is that the cop she was helping is missing too” Marcel tells Klaus.

“Well we’re going to have to find him too, then” the hybrid sighs.

Turned out, Elijah didn’t need to take you to kill Aya, she came to you on her own.

“Elijah” she smiles at him. “I’m here because I’m worried.”

“Worried?” he fakes innocence.

“Some of my strongest friends are missing since yesterday” she says “You wouldn’t know what happened to them?” she asks and some other Strix members appears behind her. You look up at Elijah who smiles at you and then nods.

You turn to look at Aya “It’s gonna…sting a bit” you tell her before you set her and her friends on fire.

“That was fun” you laugh and you think you saw fear in Elijah’s eyes for a moment. “What?” you ask.

He sighs “You used to be pissed at me for killing people”

You don’t answer right away. “You know I was going to kill Elena that night” you tell him and he looks down on you. “The night she almost killed you, the night we came back to Mystic Falls…She tried to kill you and I was going to kill her for it. You stopped me” you tell him. “The Strix need to go. I will help kill every single one of them if it means you’re safe”

He looks at you for a while then he puts his hands on your waist and pulls you closer to him before he kisses you.

A week had passed and most of the Strix present in the French quarter were gone. Tristan stopped by one afternoon with four vampires at his sides. You were in the courtyard with Hope and Jackson, babysitting.

“Mrs Y/L/N. What a delight it is to see you again” he says to you.

You smile at yourself and look at Jackson but don’t say a thing. Jackson sighs and gets up.

“I’m Jackson, and you are?”

“Tristan De Martel” he says “I’m looking for my sire, I suppose you know where you’re husband to be is, Y/N” he asks you.

“Elijah!” you call his name but not too loud, you know he’s listening.

“What is it, now?” you hear his voice as he climbs down the stairs.

“There he is.” Tristan says. “Is it too much for you, Elijah? To watch the woman you love play with a child that is not hers knowing that she will never have any of her own and that it’s entirely your fault? Is that why you’re leaving her with this…werewolf, unprotected?” Tristan asks.

You groan and get up “Who says I need protection, you son of a…”

Elijah gestures you not to finish your sentence. Tristan is laughing “Did I say something?” he asks.

You look up at Elijah “Please” you ask him if you can kill him even though you know you can’t, it’s not part of the plan. He shakes his head no and you sigh giving your attention back to Hope.

Tristan, obviously confused, sighs. “Anyway…I’m looking for Aya, you wouldn’t know where she is, would you?” he asks.

You smile at yourself once again as Elijah says he hadn’t. “Sorry, no”

“Funny enough…I don’t believe you” he says, taking a step forward and Elijah did the same.

“Well…There’s nothing I can do about that, is there? But now that you’re here, I can give you this invitation myself” Elijah says “Thanksgiving” he says “To start a new alliance against those who are plotting against my family. It is, after all, why you are here, isn’t it?”

Tristan and Elijah stare at each other for a while.

“I’ll see you then” Tristan says “You too, Mrs Johnson” you look up at him and watch him leave. Once he’s gone you get up and go to Elijah.

“Don’t pay attention to what he said” you tell him and he looks down on you.

“Did you want children?” he asks you after a moment of silence.

“I’m 20, Elijah. I never thought about it…But no. I don’t” he looks at you like he doesn’t believe you. You tiptoe to kiss him “Don’t worry about it” you tell him and kiss his cheek before you go back to Hope.

Freya knew that Lucien, Tristan and Aurora were planning on gathering Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah to use a secret weapon against them, secret weapon that will not kill them but put them away so they will never die.

“What is this weapon?” Klaus asks.

You were in the living room and you were planning the last part of your plan.

“It’s called a Serratura. It’s a dark object that was cursed by an unknown witch at some point in history. It’s a medallion. It produces an unbreakable boundary that can trap any being living or dead. Marina told me Lucien has it.”

“So that’s it?” Kol asks “We take this weapon, destroy it and no more prophecy?”

“Yes, you will give it to me and I will destroy it” she says. “While you, Klaus, Elijah, Rebekah and Y/N are having Thanksgiving dinner with them, Marcel, Davina, Hayley and I will go to Lucien’s apartment to take the medallion.”

“And we will kill them for dessert” Kol says, smiling.

You could hear Lucien pouring himself a glass of alcohol from your bedroom.

“Elijah…” you ask your fiancé to help you with the dress he bought you for the occasion. He takes a few steps to zip it but when he doesn’t you look up at his reflect in the mirror.

“You’re gorgeous” he tells you, his fingers grazing the skin of your back, his lips on your neck.

“I have you to thank for it” you whisper as you close your eyes and enjoy the feeling of his hands on you. He moves his hand to your lower back and starts removing your dress. “We’re going to be late” you stop him.

“My siblings will be fine, we just need to be there for dessert” he mumbles against your neck.

You giggle and stop him “That would be rude” you tell him and he sighs, disappointed. You kiss him before you say “After dessert…or for dessert, your choice” you tell him and he chuckles. You hear other footsteps from the courtyard as Elijah zips your dress up.

“Let’s go” you tell him, kissing him once again before you leave the room.

“Oh” you hear Lucien say “Flowers for me, you shouldn’t have”

“They’re for the lady of the house” Tristan says “It’s well-mannered to bring a gift when invited to dinner, I assume you bought…nothing?”

“Nothing but my deepest respects for you” he says a second before Klaus joins them.

“Lovely, we’re all getting along”

“Like a fuse in a match” Lucien replies.

“I take it Aurora is on her way?” he asks as he doesn’t see her in the room.

“I’m sorry I’m late” she says, entering the room. “Just freshening up, I did want to look pretty” she says, looking at Klaus who was faking it. He wanted to “rip her head off” for betraying him, yet once again. “Well, well, if it isn’t my old friend, Lucien” she says, approaching the vampire.

“Hello, Aurora, it’s been ages…you look…”

“You look ravishing” Klaus says, taking her hands and kissing the back of it. He wanted to piss Lucien off and he was succeeding.

“I think I’m prettier” you hear Rebekah say when she enters the room.

“Don’t start insulting our guests, sister” Kol says, following her.

“Welcome to our home” Elijah says, as you’re joining them. “I do wish it was under better circumstances, we all face a common threat, a prophecy warning that my siblings and I will all fall within the year”

“Mrs Y/L/N, aren’t you stunning tonight” Tristan says and you don’t reply.

“Now, since any alliances are impossible without honesty…” he says, looking at Klaus before looking back at your guest “let us begin this evening proceedings by formally acknowledging your clandestine alliance” you all smile as he says that, watching your guests’ faces drop.

“No, uh, gentlemen, before…”

Elijah shushes Lucien up “Lucien, please, let’s not ruin the dinner before it begins”

“And do try to keep in mind we expect an honest and productive negotiation this evening” Klaus says.

“Mmhmm” Tristan mumbles, a little nervous.

Elijah smiles at him “Shall we begin?”

You all sit down around the large table with your guests who had no idea they weren’t going to leave your home alive tonight.

As food was being brought to you Lucien started talking. “It’s a bit odd, isn’t it? Celebrating an American holiday?”

“Well, you know Lucien I rather enjoy Thanksgiving, the Turkey, the cranberry sauce…the lies, the deceit, the betrayal…” Elijah says and Kol and you laugh a little at that. “Perhaps we should begin this evening’s proceedings with a little confession? And do help yourself…” he says, mentioning the food.

“So, this entire dinner is some boorish inquisition?” Aurora asks. “How rude”

“Nonsense, love” Klaus says, taking her hand “My brother merely wishes to make certain we’re all on the same page…Who would like to begin?”

“Well, Lucien and I have always loathed each other. Had we arrived as allies with news of a bleak future you would have doubted us. We sought to remove suspicion by maintaining appearances.”

You raise an eyebrow. That was the lamest excuse ever. Elijah obviously agreed with you.

“Oh, my dear, these pathetic lies promise to be as difficult to swallow as your stuffing this year, Niklaus.”

Klaus, Kol, Rebekah and you laugh at that.

“Walnuts, honestly?”

“The bottom line is, we came to protect you and ourselves. We have never wavered on this point.”

“And the bodies on my streets, is that your protection, as well?” Klaus asks.

“It’s business as usual for the Strix.” Lucien answers

“An old tactic used often and to great success…Jack the Ripper, Son of Sam…. A frightened human populace is that much easier to control.” Tristan says and you see Klaus roll his eyes. “If tourism should decline and the local vampires are deprived of fresh blood, well… you saw how quickly Marcel joined our ranks.”

“Pedestrian. I would have expected more from such gaudy theatrics.” Klaus says.

“Well…If one wanted to obtain a certain item in, say, a private collection but one was not invited to the home where said private collection was located, police investigation could come in very handy to remove these items as evidence.” Lucien says.

He was obviously talking about the medallion.

“I take it you’re referring to the medallion.” Elijah says.

You smile as you see Lucien and Tristan be taken aback by what Elijah had just said.

“I suppose it was my sister who shared that bit of information…” Tristan said but she shakes her head no, surprised as well.

“No, Aurora kept her mouth shut.” Rebekah says “But we have powerful friends” she smiles at him.

You smile as you see them getting more and more nervous.

“So you know…” Lucien starts talking “It turns out all along that the medallion was in the hands of Nik’s friend Camille…” you see Aurora’s face drop, getting jealous “the bartender-slash-therapist. Had to get her arrested in order to search her goodies, so to speak, but I would never allow any harm to come to her, knowing the great affection you have for her” he’s obviously trying to get to Aurora’s feeling.

You look up at Elijah, worried for Cami. You hadn’t heard from her for a while.

“A medallion that could lock us away hardly seems like a wise strategy for those come to protect us…”Klaus says “Hand it over” he asks, knowing perfectly he will have it at the end of the night anyway.

“Yes, and let it all be over” Rebekah sighs.

“We’re keeping the medallion” Tristan says “For our own safety”

“Or we could just compel you, it’ll do the trick all the same” Kol says and Tristan and Aurora start laughing.

“I’m sorry, did Kol say something amusing?” Klaus asks.

“We lost a century to compulsion, my love, and some of us a great deal more” she says the end looking at Elijah and I look up at him, wondering what she meant. “Surely you can’t believe we’d allow ourselves to come here vulnerable.”

“My dearest Aurora” Elijah says “compulsion is not our only party trick” he looks down on you and you smile, knowing exactly what he meant. Torture was fun, especially when you used your magic to do it.

“I do not like these threats” she says looking at him then at you, curious to what he meant.

Tristan stops his sister “Our continued existence depends on the MIkaelsons. We’ve known that since Finn and…Kol died” he says looking at Kol. “Unfortunately, so does every other vampire in the world. Given that the sire lines have declared war against one another, you can imagine how many young upstarts have come to the same conclusion…kill an Original, wipe out an entire line of rivals…Heavy burden, isn’t it, the lives of thousands of sired vampires resting on your shoulders? In a perfect world, you’d allow us to seal you away forever, thus eliminating the threat.”

“Fortunately, the world is far from perfect.” Klaus says.

“Yes…bloody far away from it” Rebekah says and Kol chuckles.

Tristan looks around, suspicious, and in a split second his chair is broken and he has one arm on your shoulder and the other threatening to pierce your heart.

“I think we’re missing something, here” he says and in another split second Elijah’s chair falls back and Tristan facing a wall.

“You shouldn’t have done that” Elijah tells Tristan.

“Oh, this all escalated very quickly.” Lucian laughs.

“Shut up!” Klaus orders him. “Or I’ll tear your tongue from your head.”

“I’ll help” Kol says.

“Be careful with your threats, Nik. Anything should happen to me, I won’t be able to protect your precious Cami.”

You get up and look down on what used to be the leg of Tristan’s chair and it consumes itself.

If Cami was at his apartment, she would be fine, Freya and the others were there right now. You decide to take your phone to be sure of it.

“Ok. That’s the second time I’ve heard her name. Just who is this Cami?” Aurora asks.

“You have bigger problems” Rebekah says before she snaps her neck.

“Rebekah!” Klaus reprimands her and she shrugs.

“Her voice was irritating me” and you chuckle.

Elijah, who was still holding Tristan by the neck starts walking back to the table. “Which one of these two vulgar parasites would you first like to torture?” he asks, sitting Tristan down on Aurora’s chair.

Your phone buzzes and you smile.

“Good news, love?” Klaus asks.

“Looks like we can skip the whole torture thing” you say “The medallion is in our possession. So is Cami”

“Time for dessert” Kol says.

Lucien tries to get up but he is stopped by Klaus. “Well I guess we don’t need you anymore” he says before he rips his heart out of his chest.

“Y/N, do you mind?” Rebekah asks you “I know I said I’d kill her myself but, I don’t want to ruin my dress” she smiles at you.

Tristan tries to get up but Elijah holds him still. You look at him then you look down on his sister’s body who starts to burn.

“No! Stop it! How are you doing this?” Tristan shouts.

“Just another party trick” you shrug before his heart ends up on the floor and Elijah takes the tissue out of his jacket pocket to clean up the blood off his hand.

“Dessert is always so much fun” Kol chuckles before taking a bite of his meal.

“So, that’s it?” Rebekah asks “No more prophecy?”

“If what Marina told Freya is true, that’s it” you nod.

Marcel comes back with Davina, Hayley and Cami. They had the medallion but they also had a briefcase with them.

“What’s that?” you ask.

“We don’t know. But it was well-hidden, so we guess it’s important” Marcel says.

“Where’s Freya?” Rebekah asks.

“Where’s the medallion?” Klaus asks.

“Uh, Freya was just behind us…She had the medallion” Hayley says.

“So, our sister and the weapon that can put us away are missing?” Klaus asks, angry.

You look up at Elijah who looked confused. You were confused too but then a thought crossed your mind and you stepped out.

“Where are you going, love?” Kol asks you.

“I’m just going to take a walk” you say and Elijah turns to look at you. “Alone”

You make your way to the docks where you meet Freya.

“How did you know I would be here?” she asks you.

“Just a hunch” you tell her and she nods. “Did you give the medallion to the descendants?” you ask her.

“That was the price” she tells you.

“What about the prophecy?” you ask her.

“We’re going to be fine” she smiles at you. “Nothing can kill them” she assures you.

“Good” you tell her “Let’s go home”


“Elijah where are we going?” you ask him for the third time in the past 5 minutes.

“You’ll see” he gives you the same answers, again, and you sigh, again.

You were walking down a nice street with nice houses. Finally, Elijah opens the small gate and you step in a nice garden of the front of a beautiful house.

“Who are we visiting?” you ask.

“Nobody” he tells you and you frown. “Do you like it?” he asks you, climbing the few steps and opening the front door.

“Hey, you can’t get into other people’s home like that! Where did you find the key, anyway?”

You enter the hall and you look around. It was beautiful. But it was empty.

“This isn’t somebody else’s home” he tells you “this is ours…if you want it” he says and you look up at him.

“You…you bought this house?”

“I did”

You laugh, happy. “Oh my God! I love it” you say, looking around. You step in the kitchen, the dining room and you end up in the living room. “It’s a bit big for just the two of us but…I love it!” you tell him. You turn around to see him smiling at you.

“I’m glad you like it” he says, taking a few steps towards you. “Even though we’re not going to be here a lot” he says.

“Why not?” you ask him.

“Well, I thought… we’d need a place to call home…” he says and you raise an eyebrow “and to come back to after Paris…”

You smile as he says that and he leans to kiss you. “And London, and Tokyo…” you say and you laugh. “Can I decorate first?” you ask and he laughs.

“Yes, of course” he says before he kisses you again.

“I love you” you tell him.

“I love you too, always and forever”

simmtennant  asked:

John Simm's Hamlet wasn't good? :(

I wouldn’t have a clue, personally, but according to Old Mate behind me who was proud of sleeping (and snoring) through that particular production, much to the chagrin of his wife and Mr Simm himself, it wasn’t good

my opinions on the signs (aries sun/pisces moon/cancer rising/aquarius dom)

super duper biased (im so sorry leos…)

aries: ive only met a few other aries in my life but weve NEVER gotten along. always starting arguments but refusing to finish them.. and they have a tendency to be immature. they have trouble apologizing. every aries ive met has been very defensive and always secretly extremely insecure but youd never be able to tell until you really got to know one. I will say though that they are very passionate about what they care about and if theyre on your side they will defend you even if youre wrong. theyre also adorably spontaneous. brutally honest when theyre angry. dont have much of a filter between their thoughts and their words.

taurus: I have so many tauruses in my life that im extremely close to. the ones i know are HORRIBLE with dates, times, remembering things, being on time, etc. which at first came as a shock because everyone says theyre extremely serious and reliable. oh well! i love them anyways. when a taurus cares about you however, they will be willing to drop everything for you anytime. incredibly giving people with hearts of gold. theyre so silly and sweet and have great senses of humor but theyre serious when need be. are SO passionate about the people they love. such romantics and so incredibly sensual. theyre so protective and great at comforting people. lazy until they absolutely need to get shit done (but somehow they always get it done). Love ‘em.

gemini: I LOVE geminis. my best friend is a gemini and she is by far the sweetest, most understanding, and diplomatic person ive met.
the geminis i have met have always been extremely fair and level headed. some tend to be overly worried about appearance, but others are the exact opposite. when it comes down to it they can internally be very petty but they will very rarely let it sway their opinions externally. every gemini ive met has had lavender as their favorite color?? odd but a cool little fact. tend to be hilariously sarcastic. very reliable. EXTREMELY intelligent.

cancer: yall are FUCKING CRAZY but i cant help but hang out with you guys. quick storytime: one of the cancers i know cut off the top of her sisters finger with scissors because she messed up her drawing, and another cancer i know lit a public toilet on fire and just left the restroom because they were “just really angry that day”. the cancers i know are TERRIFYING PEOPLE. emotionally you guys scare me because you feel everything so intensely. backstabbers to the max. SO FUNNY because theyre constantly roasting the hell out of people but constantly make me so so nervous. so quick to talk shit. i will say though you guys are really interesting and ive had a lot of really deep conversations with cancers. i appreciate them for the way they are and im sure there are some totally sane cancers out there.

leo: im so sorry to all the lovely leos out there but the leos ive met have RUINED this sign for me. they have always matched every leo stereotype. they are so whiny and live for being the center of attention. incredibly dramatic and jealous. some of the biggest gossips ive ever met. they never stop talking and when they are talking its always about themselves! SUCH inflated egos. so self absorbed. just very stereotypical negative leo behavior. im sure not all leos are like this so im sorry to all the amazing ones out there, but wow the ones ive met are just mean.

virgo: Ive never met a virgo???? where are you people? do you exist? youre probably cool. im going to default to saying that i love you guys. virgos = cool probably. idk

libra: I either love or hate libras. on one hand some of them are very fair and thoughtful, bubbly and loved by everyone. on the other hand though theyre a pain in the ass to deal with. they always want the very best, and tend to be extremely rude when that isnt what they recieve. such flirts. some of the libras i know are such good people though, and they give REALLY thoughtful gifts. a reoccuring stereotypical thing ive noticed is that they all love glitter for some reason. very crafty people. they can be super manipulative in order to get what they want. mixed feelings. judgemental as hell but only behind closed doors. the libras i know love making other people happy.

scorpio: I dont know many scorpios but i hate seeing how cynical and untrusting the ones i know are. very brutal people. but with the negatives aside, their intensity is invigorating and they turn heads like no other sign. SO intimidating but its only because they seem so well put together, mature, and otherworldly. genuine people though, and they are the most real people ive met. loyal and passionate.

sagittarius: ahhhhh! I know a lot of sags and I love you guys for the most part. always up for a good time and so creative. hands down the most fun sign. so exciting and interesting, intelligent and quirky. honestly, the most fast-thinking sign ive met. the most funny sarcasm out there. the people i know with this sign are such comedians and they live to make people laugh and brighten peoples day. its hard to make them mad because theyll brush you and your lousy opinions off so quickly, but that means theyre really difficult to sway when they believe in something. they tend to be right about things, and always have a “gut feeling” about any situation. just really warm, nice people. sweet smiles, too.

capricorn: some of my closest friends are capricorns. theyre the definition of ride or die friends. most loyal sign ive met. theyre the masters at hiding their emotions and their emotional seriousness has a tendency to scare me a lil bit, but theyre just really cool people. you can come to them with absolutely anything and theyll always want to help. such memes tho. good taste in music. theyre so complex but appear so simple. SO GOOD at storytelling and writing. brutally honest, but in a productive way. doesnt take bullshit. ever.

aquarius: ive only met 2 but theyre such aliens i swear. theyre so cool though. very spacey, cute senses of humor, VERY chill. theyre really clever and creative too. independant as hell and sometimes they just want to be left alone. they always seemed a little detached from reality. cool as a cucumber.

pisces: and the award for most passive-agressive goes to pisces. honestly though i love you guys. youre so empathic and caring, and THE ABSOLUTE BEST to talk to about problems, deep thoughts, or just random stuff with. just the best people to carry on conversations with. the pisces i know arent shy at all, but just naturally quiet. i will say that you guys are so difficult to talk to when youre upset because you have this tendency to shut down and block out the people around you. very sensitive and you tend to take things to heart very easily. extremely intelligent and innovative people. you always seem lost in thought, and im always curious about what youre thinking about.

anonymous asked:

Not exactly asking for advice here, but I have a suggestion for other SBs, if you don't mind my sharing. :) I'm not in the game yet, but I know once I'll be splurging on a luxury product every now and then, I want to know it does what it claims for that price tag. Tati is a 35 yr old guru who reviews a lot of luxury beauty products, and is quite honest if a product does not work for her combo skin. Even if I don't have the cash to buy the products she mentions, I still LOVE her videos. (1/2)

(2/2) sorry if this was annoying or anything. I watch a lot of beauty gurus in my spare time since I want my makeup game to be a ten lol

No this isn’t annoying at all!!! This is good advice thanks for letting us all know 💌

Album Review: ‘CTRL’ by SZA

Finally following up 2014 EP, Z, SZA is back and in CTRL. With fourteen tracks and running a little under fifty minutes, this album is a breath of fresh air in the modern R&B-osphere. A raw and honest breath. The production is for the better part pretty stripped back, allowing her tales of relationship woes and all-around trying to get her sh*t together shine.

It’s open and conceptially solid (frequently featuring the voices of her mother and grandmother in interludes; filled with film and television references that connect the the work to the wall of outdated tech featured behind Solána on the cover), and maybe a hair overlong for my taste, but otherwise there’s very little to complain about when it has so much to offer.

From the pre-album singles, “Drew Barrymore,” “Love Galore (feat. Travis Scott),” and “Broken Clocks.” To the punchy “Prom.” To her bare-all admissions of insecurity and inadequacy in tracks such as “Normal Girl” and closer “20 Something.” To the Kendrick Lamar-assisted ode to vag (and the lengths men will go to to get it), “Doves In The Wind.”

It’s a little bit of everything all rolled into one - and kinda like reading someone’s diary.


kagehina vs iwaoi fanfics

kagehina: a lot of 2k fluff oneshots and funny chapter fics

iwaoisneaking glances. fantasising. smiling in the dark. tv show marathons. pain. walking home together. mutual secret pining. underage drinking. roommates. jealousy. watching the stars

honestly n to be honest??  im the most productive, intelligent, successful individual in the summer, by myself, when theres no school and its annoying how the second day 1 of school starts i cant get a damn thing done and i hate learning all of a sudden?? thats why i think…. a job where im my own boss and i decide my hours and everything is the best for me… like im going to school for animation but like…. idk i cant picture myself going anywhere or like growing as a person or living a life if that makes sense… like idk… i want to have my own animated show or graphic novel or something but i think the chances of me being able to have my own successful cartoon show on tv while being…. idk anywhere in canada is slim…. i think animation is just gonna be a fun placeholder job for me until im able to be one of those artists who can just do commissions, freelance animations, and sell prints and merch online and make enough money to live just fine and tbh these days with the internet and instagram and just…. everybody being able to find your work so easily it shouldnt be that hard any more

Wedding Bells (Biadore ft. Shalaska) - by Sadie

A/N: I absolutely love this story (it’s my guilty pleasure story, since I live for Shalaska and IT IS BIADORE WEDDING FOR CHRIST SAKES) and I already have the Honeymoon chapter to go. But like I said before, this is supposed to be Roy and Danny’s life together after RPDR, and even though in ‘What Goes Bump In the Night’ they are already married and they already have a child, this is before the wedding day. I hope you like it as much as I did! Xx Sadie

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