From the moment she entered high school all everyone ever
talked about was sex. Riley could clearly remember the first time she ever
heard it be so casually discussed. She was sitting in the girl’s locker room,
lacing up her gym shoes when two other 9th graders walk in. They
were not so subtly discussing what they did over the weekend and the smaller of
the two, a red head she recognized from her English class, was ecstatic that
she had finally “lost hers.”
Once the two girls are out of sight she looks over to Maya
and raises her eyebrows, “what did she lose?”
“I’m guessing her virginity.” Maya answers with a nonchalant shrug.
Nothing else was said about it. No further explanations or
clarifications. Still, Riley had a hard time believing girls in her grade were
already having sex. She was still getting over the fact that her boobs had come
in and suddenly she was thrown into this new world where her classmates were
having sex and drinking alcohol and she couldn’t help but wonder if her own
circle of friends were worrying about the same things too. Better yet, if they
were engaging in those activities and just keeping her out of the loop.
That night she couldn’t stop thinking about the overheard
conversation from the locker room. So while her mother was stirring the pot of
whatever stu she was making, Riley got up the courage to finally ask the question
that had been burning a hole in her mind.
“Mom?” She hesitates, staring down at her homework. “Can I
ask you something…personal?”
“Sure honey.” Topanga replies, not really giving it much
thought. “Feel free to ask me anything you want.”
There’s a bit of silence between them until Riley decides
its best to just get it over with. Rip it off like a band aid. “When did you
lose your virginity?”
Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned - A (mostly) coherent rant!
There’s a reason why that ancient adage still holds weight. Because it’s true.
There is not a creature more dangerous, more deadly or more destructive on earth than a woman who hungers for vengeance. When she thirsts for blood, she will do whatever it takes to make a river of red flow. When she wants justice, she will do whatever it takes to see it is meted out. And when she wants to protect her own, she will do whatever it takes to protect her own and god save anyone who even dares defy her.
She will make you bleed with a smile on her face and wine in her hand.
This entire episode, all of it, made me see that side of Felicity completely for the first time. Digg is her brother and friend, and someone messed with him. She ate them alive.
We’d been getting glimpses of her struggle with the darkness inside her, her moral dilemmas, her swinging decision, but for the first time, I saw her accept, embrace and glory in her darkness.
• Occupation: She is also considered an antagonist “mini” boss but a neutral one, since it depends on her mood. In other words, she can be assisting her brother in defeating his opponents on her own terms or she could be siding with them, giving them advice about her brother’s weak points to his plan and capabilities. Just like VG! Lin, Rin can automatically make the temperature drop when approached, except it wouldn’t be a overwhelming blizzard but more of an icy breeze that can still make you freeze all over.
• Personality: Rin is very energetic, bubbly, clumsy, playful, mischevious, abit of a crybaby and a curious little kitsune. Who enjoys quality time practicing ice based magic and spending time with her big brother. She would do anything to get his attention but he can be quite arrogant and rude when focusing on creating schemes to stop the protagonists in their tracks which leads Rin into believing that Lin is annoyed of her but truth is, when she isn’t exactly aware of it. He actually truly loves her but barely shows it. Yep, he is a closet tsundere ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I would imagine him complaining about her clumsiness while taking care of her injuries. And when she says “thank you nii-san” he’d reply with something like “I swear, if you weren’t so clumsy I wouldn’t have to waste my precious time on you!”
Rin is a specialist in distance attacks better then close combat. Matter a fact, her ice can form into anything such as animal-based monsters to cover up for her weakness but this ultimate defense can only last up to 20-40 minutes then from there, she is vulnerable to the enemy for awhile before recovering her concentration.
• Hobbies: She enjoys pulling off pranks/tricks on others but sometimes it can backfire on her.
• Appearance in the game: Her first appearance would be closeby but outside of the castle, setting traps and playing around in the isolated kingdom. She most-likely will discover the protagonist before her big brother does but the choice in letting Lin know about their whereabouts or keeping it to her amusement, depends on her attitude and how her brother treated her beforehand.
☆ Author’s note: I swear, whenever @blogthegreatrouge ’s makes another idea, I just drop everything just to make a character that she can hopefully add or at least notice pftt… (´・ω・`) Welp this time, I couldn’t exactly think of anything up top my head like everyone else, who was just making all these nice looking OCs but when I spotted @linkitsukun ’s character, Lin, it stood out to me the most. Besides the fact that I just love foxes, her character’s name reminded me of the vocaloid, Len but the “e” being replaced with an “i”. So while exchanging ideas with this awesome artist, I thought, “Hey, why not give this handsome foxy, a baby sister annnddd….BADDA BING BADDA BOOM! RIN was born! 😂
Yep, there is your Len and Rin for this videogame au
thank u for 2k followers in less than 3 months !! never thought katya has so much love from this site ! heres a compilation of our fave being the happy sunshine that she is and hopefully, her smile will make your day !!!
The flashing lights headed towards Tom’s direction as he stood along the red carpet with his hand around his costar’s waist. He looked in her direction and noticed the smile on her face was fake. Almost everyone has a fake smile around the paparazzi and it was rare to find someone actually enjoying it. There once was a time when Tom could genuinely smile in front of cameras but that time is long gone.
Alright Ever After High! Are you ready for some sick beats?!
It’s rare for me to do an Ever After High cosplay that is not Raven Queen. Melody was a welcome change of pace and perfect for Magfest. I had fun hanging out and blasting EDM music from my speaker purse. Hopefully she can make another appearance for a con or shoot <3
Requested by anon: Hello!! I love your writing!! Do you kind writing a Auston Matthews imagine where he introduces the reader to his family and his mom doesn’t like the reader so she has to try to win her over?? Hopefully that makes sense!!! Thanks so much!!!
A/N: I’m so sorry it took so long, I’m awful. I hope you like it!
Word count: 1432
Warnings: None. I think. I mean, momma Matthews is mad.
“Oh my god (y/n), stop cleaning,” Auston
whines from his spot on the couch. “You are going to wear out the floors if you
I grunt, hitting his feet with the nozzle
until he gives in and puts his feet up on the table that I have just wiped.
“Auston, put your feet down!” I scold him
and he rolls his eyes, putting his feet on the floor after I’ve vacuumed under
“I don’t understand why are freaking out.
It’s my family, not the Queen of England.” He says, looking down at his phone.
Yeah, it is easy for him to say, but I’m
about to have a mental breakdown. I’ve been dating Auston for five months now
and it’s been great so far,ut when he told me that his family is coming to
visit from Arizona I got into full crazy mode. I’ve cleaned his house at least
ten times in the last three days, bought fresh flowers, changed all the sheets
and made beds for everyone, got snacks and food for everybody… And I’m more
anxious by the minute.
“I don’t have to impress the Queen of
England.” I mutter, dusting the top of the TV again.
“They are going to love you, (y/n).” Auston
says, getting on his feet and wrapping his arms around my waist while I
straighten a pile of pucks that are sitting on the TV stand.
“I hope so.”
I look at the mirror one last time, looking
for flaws on my outfit. Auston and I decided that it would be best for me to
meet his parents and sisters at dinner so he could spend time with them first.
We are going to Auston’s favorite steak house. I decided that a pair of jeans,
a nice blouse and booties would be an okay outfit, it was simple and it didn’t
scream I tried too hard.
“C’mon (y/n), you can do this.” I cheer at
my reflection, grabbing my keys from the small hooks on the wall and stepping
out my small apartment.
The steak house isn’t far away from my
place, so I decide to walk there. It only takes me ten minutes to get there and
I’m five minutes early… that’s good, right? I’m early… I didn’t make them wait…
I’m so worried about causing a good impression that I don’t even realize that
they are here until Auston touches my arm.
“(y/n).” My name rolls in his mouth, waking
me up from my trance. “(y/n), these are sisters, Alexandria and Breyana, and my
mom and dad, Ema and Brian.”
I smile, extending my hand to shake
everyone’s hands, but Breyana walks up to me and hugs me leaving me speechless
for a second.
“It’s so nice to meet you, (y/n). “ She
says, rubbing my back with her hands. “Auston doesn’t stop talking about you.”
I feel like I’m blushing and I give
everyone a shy smile, earning smiles from everyone but Ema.
“Let’s get inside.” Ema’s accent is thick, but
it is easy to understand.
I sit between Breyana and Auston, Ema in
front of me. We order our drinks and Auston and I give them time to choose what
they want from the menu; Auston and I already know what we want. I can’t help
it but to smile when Brian orders for Ema so she doesn’t have to repeat herself
if the waiter doesn’t understand her the first time around.
“So (y/n), what do you do for living?”
Brian asks, taking a sip of his beer.
“I’m a student.” I answer. “Sports
I don’t realize that I’m nervous until
Auston puts his hand on my leg to stop me from jerking it any longer. I look at
him and he gives me a reassuring smile, squeezing my thigh softly.
“Oh, so you are planning on working with
athletes! She could be your manager, Aus!” Alexandria says cheerily and I
smile, shaking my head.
“Auston doesn’t need a new manager.” Ema’s
voice is sharp; she almost sounds mad.
I look at her, trying to decipher if she is
actually annoyed or not. She is looking straight at me, a frown visible on his
“I actually want to work with teams, not
athletes.” I say, nervously playing with my rings.
“I’m sure that Auston could help you get
into the Maple Leafs team.” Brian comments and Ema’s frown deepens.
I’m sitting next to Ema watching the game.
Auston has got tickets for all of us, even thought I told him that it wasn’t
necessary, that I could get my own ticket. To be honest, I don’t want to be
here; I can feel Ema’s discontent with me from a thousand miles away. I’ve
tried to make her like me… not even like me, tolerate me, for the last three
days and nothing has worked.
The game is tied to one with only two
minutes left on the clock. I try to focus on the game, but I’m too busy trying
to be as invisible as possible, answering Brian, Breyana and Alexandria’s
questions with the smallest amount of words as I possibl can so I don’t say
anything that can upset Ema any further. I’m so focus on barely breathing that
I don’t even realize that Auston has scored until everyone have jumped off
their seats. I get on my feet and applaud, trying to ignore Ema’s disappointed
“I’m going to bed.” Auston says, getting up
from the couch where he is sitting and kissing my temple. “You staying?”
“No, I should leave.” I say, shaking my
head and he frowns but doesn’t say anything else.
“Good night, everyone.” He kisses his mom
and sisters good night and walks to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
Before I can get up and leave Breyana,
Alexandria and Brian excuse themselves as well and go to their rooms, leaving
me alone with Ema. I sit there, trying to figure out what to say or do.
“I think that you should go.” Ema says.
“For good?” I wonder, feeling sick on my
“Yes, before you hurt my son.” Her answer
stinks deep inside my soul.
“I would never hurt your son on purpose.” I
defend myself, getting on my feet. “I love your son.”
“You love his money, his fame and his
contacts.” Ema’s accent is even thicker when she is mad and I feel even sicker
“I have never asked him for anything, Ema.
Neither do I want him to find me a job.” I say, rising up my voice. “We met on
the coffee shop I work on. He kept coming and coming and coming, asking for a
large Americano and my number and he didn’t stop until I agreed to give him my
number and go on a date with him. Yes, I knew who he was, if I would have
wanted to take advantage of him I would have agreed to go on a date the first
time he asked.”
Ema and I stare at each other for what it
seems like years, trying to read each other’s expressions. It doesn’t seem like
Ema has anything else to say, so I grab my coat from the back on the chair it
is on and walk towards the front door when I hear her.
“(y/n)… you should stay.” She says and I
turn around. “I’m making churros for breakfast.”
I look at her again, but she seems sincere
so I nod and hang my coat on the entry’s closet and take my boots off, leaving
them on the shoe rack.
“Good night, Ema.” I whisper, realizing
that I’ve been yelling all the time.
“Buenas noches, mija.” She answers, giving
me a shy smile.
I open Auston’s door and step in, shutting
it behind me and leaning on it.
“Come here, baby.” Auston says from the
bed, patting the spot next to him. “My mom is scary when she is mad.”
“No kidding.” I say, taking my jeans off
and getting in bed besides him.
“Make your banana pancakes for her tomorrow
and she will fall in love with you.” He tells me, wrapping his arms around my
“That’s how I made you fell in love with
me?” I wonder, laughing softly.
“Pretty much.” He jokes and I hit his
chest. “I love you, (y/n). And my mom will love you too, just give her a little
time to stop being overprotective over his baby boy.”
“She won me over when she said churros, to
The fact that the end credits song is called “Armed and Ready”, a song that is about Yang might hopefully mean that she will have a lot of action in volume 5, hopefully making up for the lack of screentime she had in volume 4. I can’t wait for it.
Summary: This is based off the song Shape of You by Ed Sheeran. Ethan meets a girl at a bar. Does Ethan start to fall for her?
Warnings: Sexual mentions. (brief)
A/N: Ethan is older in this, like 22/23. I know they said they wouldn’t drink, but lets just pretend they do for the time being.
The club isn’t the best place to find a lover So the bar is where I go Me and my friends at the table doing shots Drinking fast and then we talk slow
“Peace!” Grayson and I shouted at our camera.
“Finally! I feel like we’ve been filming forever!” Grayson said, walking over to turn the camera off.
“At least we got the filming out the way. Now all we gotta do is edit, and have it up on Tuesday.” I said, packing up the filming equipment.
“Lets edit tomorrow. Aaron and Jack wanted to go get some drinks tonight.” Grayson said, as we were putting everything away in our camera room.
Grayson and I finally finished filming all our videos for next week. Tonight we decided to go have a few drinks with our friends Aaron, and Jack.
* * * *
We were at the bar, drinking and talking, as we waited for another round of shots. I couldn’t help but notice a beautiful girl sitting across the bar. She was sitting with a group of girls who I assumed were her friends. She had on some kind of white shirt that exposed her shoulders, showing off her lightly tan skin. Her hair was pushed back into a low ponytail, giving me a clear view of her face. Her gaze met mine, and her stained red lips formed into a smile.
“Yo E, what are you staring at?” Grayson asked, causing the guys to stop talking, and glancing in the same direction as me.
“Dude she’s hot!” Aaron said, before drinking his beer.
“Go talk to her dude!” Jack said, pushing me off my seat slightly.
“Uh I think she’s coming over here E.” Grayson said.
And you come over and start up a conversation with just me And trust me I’ll give it a chance now Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox And then we start to dance, and now I’m singing like
She was walking over to our end of the bar with her drink in hand. She had on some tight olive colored jeans, showing off the curves of her hips. She looked tall, but that could’ve been from the heels she was wearing.
She placed the drink down on the counter, and took the empty seat next to mine.
“Hey, I’m Y/N.” she said, reaching out her hand to shake mine.
“I’m Ethan. Um n-nice to meet you.” I replied nervously, grabbing her hand in mine to shake it. I noticed her well groomed nails, were polish a soft pink color.
* * * *
I introduced her to the guys. After a while they left, and so did her friends, leaving just me and Y/N. I told her about myself, and about YouTube. She thought it was pretty cool, and promise that she’ll watch some of our videos. We spent over an hour talking getting to know each other a little bit, while we enjoyed a few more drinks.
She was sitting in the bar stool, swaying back and forth to the music playing on the juke box.
“Want to dance?” I asked, holding out my hand.
“Sure.” she smiled, taking my hand and we walked over to the dance floor.
Girl, you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like me Come on now, follow my lead I may be crazy, don’t mind me Say, boy, let’s not talk too much Grab on my waist and put that body on me Come on now, follow my lead Come, come on now, follow my lead
Her hands were placed on each of my shoulder, while my hands were at the small of her back as we swayed to the rhythm of the music. Her eyes were locked on the ground, I couldn’t tell if it was because she was nervous or is she was scared that I was going to step on all of her toes. Even with heels on she was still short than me. Her forehead only measured up to my chin. Chuckling at the thought of how much shorter she’ll be without the heels on. I guess she heard me, which caused her eyes to dart up at me.
“What?” she asked, eyes meeting mine.
“Nothing, you’re just pretty short.” I said, flashing her a smile, making her playfully roll her eyes at me.
We continued to talk while we were dancing. Somewhere in the mist of our conversation, I couldn’t help but her lost into her soulful eyes. They had a sparkle to them, that captivated me. She was truly so beautiful. I guess she noticed I had stop paying attention, so she grabbed both of my hands that were resting on her back, catching me off guard. She moved them down to her waist, hooking her arms around the back of my neck. Pulling me closer. Our bodies were so close that it sent electric shocks through me as we swayed slowly on the dance floor to the music.
I’m in love with the shape of you We push and pull like a magnet do Although my heart is falling too I’m in love with your body
We continued to move slowly to the music. My hands still on her waist. Wishing that they could be all over her right now. I wanted to run my hands over every line, every curve on her body. Memorizing her body. I wanted to taste her pink lips, and feel her wavy hair between my fingers. I wanted to love every inch of her.
And last night you were in my room And now my bedsheets smell like you Every day discovering something brand new I’m in love with your body
I opened my eyes to see Grayson with his phone in my face. I smacked it away, annoyed at how he always loves to wake me up.
“Woah! Did you guys have sex last night?” he asked. He raised his eyebrows, picking up a condom wrapper off the floor.
“Are you cheating on me Ethan?” Grayson said in his girl voice, fake crying into his hands.
“Dude get the fuck out!” I yelled, throwing a pillow at him, as he was running out the bedroom.
I turned over to the other side of the bed, and the scent of Chanel perfume filled my nose. Moments from last night flashed back into my head.
* Flashback *
… picking up my pace, I started thrusting harder. Faster. Loud moans escaping her lips every time the thick length of my dick, brushed up against her clit with every thrust.
I kissed her hard, feeling myself reaching that point. I gave her one more deep thrust, my groans vibrating through her body, as I released into the condom. I rolled off of her and onto my side, resting my hand on top of her waist pulling her towards me. Falling asleep with my long arm draped around her.
* End Of Flashback *
One week in we let the story begin We’re going out on our first date You and me are thrifty, so go all you can eat Fill up your bag and I fill up a plate We talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour And how your family is doing okay Leave and get in a taxi, then kiss in the backseat Tell the driver make the radio play, and I’m singing like
I met Y/N a little over a week ago at the bar, and almost instantly we had a connection. Maybe that sounds a little cliche, but I like her, and I’m pretty sure she likes me too. We’ve been texting none stop since she left my house early that morning after the bar. She wasn’t like these other girls, she was different. She didn’t care about me being a well known YouTuber. She didn’t treat me like I was “famous”. She treated me like any other normal, average guy. I decided it was time for an actual date. I mean aside from that night, we haven’t been able to hang out or see each other because of both our busy schedules. Her with college and work, and me with filming. I finally had some time off this week, so I decided to call her up, and maybe set up a little something.
* * * *
I decided to take Y/N on a hike, and I would have a nice picnic set up for us under the beautiful LA night sky. I wanted us to be somewhere were we could be by ourselves and really get to enjoy each others company. Talk, and get to know one another a little bit better.
She told me more about her life, as did I. We talked about her family, about good things, and even the bad things that happened in our lives. We were so comfortable with each other, and there was no doubt that the connection we had was strong. We lost track of time, and by the time I checked my watch it was already a little past midnight. I didn’t want the date to end, but I knew it was time, we both headed home.
I made sure I had an Uber waiting for us, that way we didn’t have to walk back home. Within a few minutes, the Uber pulled up. I opened the door for Y/N, and she got in sliding towards the window with me getting in right after her.
I wrapped my left arm around her shoulder, gently pulling her body towards mine. Letting her body fall a little on mine, so she can rest her hand comfortably on my shoulder.
“Thank you for an amazing date Ethan.” she spoke. Her voice was low, but I was able to make out what she was saying.
“Hopefully we can do this again soon.” I said, looking at down at her with a cocked up eyebrow. This was my way of asking her on another date.
“I’d love to.” she replied, tilting her head up, and her eyes meeting mine. Impulsively, I leaned down and kissed her. Immediately her hands found the sides of my cheeks, and she kissed me back. My hand found its way to the small of her back, pushing her closer towards me. Without breaking the kiss, she threw one leg over me, and straddle me in the back of the Uber. My other hand rested on the back of her neck. Our kisses became deeper, and more intense. I heard the driver turn up the radio, I’m guessing to block us out, but I didn’t care.
Our kiss was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. We pulled away to see that we were in front of Y/N’s apartment complex. I was about to tell her goodbye, but without saying a word, she grabbed my hand pulling me out the backseat of the Uber. Walking me up the stairs to her apartment.
Girl, you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like me Come on now, follow my lead I may be crazy, don’t mind me Say, boy, let’s not talk too much Grab on my waist and put that body on me Come on now, follow my lead Come, come on now, follow my lead
Request: SO I HAVE THIS IDEA because the girl’s dormitories have this spell on them saying “As the founders considered boys to be less trustworthy they put a spell on the stairwell to prevent boys from entering that caused the stairs to turn into a slide“ and i thought that would be really cute if fred and george tried to find a way to sneak in! love your writing!!
A/N: Sorry for being away for so long, I’ll try and be more active! I’ve had major Fred and George feels of late… Do any of you guys sometimes have Fred days and George days?? because some days I’m like ‘yeah George would be so sweet and cute and maybe a little shy when talking to Y/n’ but some days I’m like ‘yeS Fred would be so outgoing and flirty and stuff to her’ and idk some days I’m in a Fred mood and some days I am in a George mood can anyone relate whatsoever? ramble over, enjoy the story folks
“Why are boys less trustworthy anyway?” Fred asks with his arms crossed. Angelina and Katie had just walked into the boy’s dormitory to talk to Oliver, as well as Hermione having a deep discussion with Harry and Ron.
“They can all come into our dorms, but we can’t go into theirs, what’s up with that?” Fred adds.
“What does it matter? If they’re always coming in here, then why would we need to go in there?” George asks as Fay Dunbar also walked into the room.
“Because, Georgie, that isn’t the point,” Fred tuts. Before he could continue supporting his argument, Ginny walked in as well,
“Merlin, not you too!” Fred exclaims, throwing his arms up in the air and earning a strange look from Ginny,
“What’s his problem now?” Ginny asks in a bored tone to George,
“He’s debating the flaws in this school’s feminism and how we as men don’t have the same rights as women,” George replies, not looking up from his book.
“Why can’t boys go into the girl’s dorms anyway?” Fred argues,
“Because boys mess up things,” Ginny responds, “we’ve got everything in our dorms where they should be, whereas if we were to mess up anything in here I’d say it wouldn’t make much of a difference” she continues, looking around the cluttered and unorganised room,
“Still… I think we should be just as entitled to go into your dorms as much as you lot come into ours,” Fred grumbles.
“Who do you want to see in there anyway?” Ginny asks with a sly smile, getting George to join back into the conversation,
“That’s a good point actually, what do you want to go in there for anyway?”
“It’s not to see anyone,” Fred objects defensively, “it’s about the principles and equality, I personally stand for equal rights between the sexes, and I also happen to believe—“
“You want to go in and see Y/n don’t you,” Ginny says matter-of-factly.
“Ah yeah, the (h/c) girl, that’d be right,” George agrees,
“Shut up, that’s not why I want to go in there, and I don’t want to go in there anyway, it’s probably all tidy and pink and smelling like flowers or whatever you girls spray in there,”
“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind seeing you either,” Ginny says as if Fred hadn’t even opened his mouth,
“I bet she would, we’re going to have to come up with a loophole to get you in there, ay Freddie?” George says, nudging his brother with his elbow.
“Look, I’m as keen to break the school rules as the next guy, but I am not doing this just to see Y/n, alright?”
It had been about a full week and somehow the rule-breaking masterminds of Hogwarts were unable to figure a way around the darn ‘no boys’ rule.
“So let’s go over it again,” George says for maybe the fourth time, “when a guy tries to enter the girl’s dorm, the—“
“Stairs turn into a slide and you fall down, yes we know we’ve tried,” Fred says, resting his head in his hand and playing with his food.
“We tried going in with Ginny and it still didn’t work…” George continues,
“And we tried Polyjuice Potion, but that bloody backfired…” Fred adds, shuddering.
“There’s no gender changing potions or spells, are there?” George thinks,
“Unlikely, and even if it was, I don’t think I’d be too up for it,” Fred says, “We want to go in there as males anyway, so there’s be no point in that,”
“Thank goodness, you’re both still alive,” Y/n says as she sits in the middle of the two boys,
“Why wouldn’t we be?” George asked confusedly, while Fred sits there silently, keeping his eyes on Y/n.
“Well it’s been so quiet around here all week with no pranks, I was beginning to wonder what happened to you two,” Y/n teases.
“We’re trying to hatch a master plan,” George says, looking out the window,
“Ah, that sounds about right,” Y/n giggles, “What’re you trying to do?” she says as she looks at Fred.
“Oh, right, we’re trying to find a way to get into the girls dormitory… Strictly for equality purposes only, you know, for men’s rights and… equality,” Fred rambles, causing Y/n to laugh,
“And here I was thinking you two were just wanting to drop in to say hello,” She smiles,
“Well, maybe that too,” Fred smiles back.
“So,” George interrupts, “We are trying to find a loophole in the rule, or a way of getting in”.
“Well it’s obvious, isn’t it?” Y/n says, earning a confused look from the twins, “just don’t go in through the door,”
“Ah yes, great idea, Y/n, why didn’t we think of that Freddie!” George says sarcastically, “We’ll just jump up seven stories into their window—“
“Or fly up…” Fred says, eyes widening as he finally understands,
“You’re both in the Quidditch team, with your own brooms, how did you not think of this earlier?” Y/n chuckles,
“We’re idiots,” George says, looking over at Fred before putting his head in his hands with shame.
“You’re a genius,” Fred says, smiling at the girl,
“You two just try to make things too complicated,” she laughs, “Hopefully I’ll see you tonight in the girl’s dorm if this plan all works out,” she says to them both, but possibly more directed at Fred.
— — That night — —
The twins had managed to sneak past Filch and Mrs. Norris, so that they were now on the frosty grass outside of the castle, almost directly under Gryffindor Tower.
They pushed off the ground and flew into the night’s sky, soaring upwards with the crisp air freezing their skin.
“There it is, Georgie, let’s hope this works!”
Meanwhile, Y/n was sitting up in bed reading, while girls walked in and out of the dorm doing who know’s what. Y/n was waiting, hoping, for Fred and his brother to come to the window, so she could spend just a little more time with Fred. Y/n, of course, fancied Fred, and had no idea about how he felt towards her. She liked the way that he always had time for fun, even with the huge load of schoolwork they received. She loved the way that he and his brother would always come up with new and exciting tricks to do on the teachers and students. She loved how he would always have the best snarky comments to say back to someone, and always being able to make her laugh. The way his eyes sparked when he spoke about something he was passionate about was another one of her favourite things about him. She loved how—
Y/n’s head snapped around to the window, to see Fred and George Weasley outside the window on their brooms, teeth chattering in the cold air.
She got up straight away to open the window, to which they flew inside and landed on the floor.
“WE DID IT!” they both cheered, high-fiving each other.
George looked around at the little circular room, taking in all of the tidiness, makeup and posters of attractive Quidditch platers above the beds, and was honestly not as impressed with the room as he thought he would be.
Fred, however, was extremely impressed with the view, as he was looking straight at Y/n.
“You did it, Fred!” She beamed as she pulled Fred in for a hug.
“Yeah, it was worth it I reckon,” he smiles.
“What, really? Our dorm isn’t really much different from yours,” she replies,
“I’m not talking about the dorm, Y/n,” Fred says, still holding Y/n in his arms. As she looked up at him, he bent his head down and kissed her on the lips. George hollered while the few girls still in the room cheered, with Ginny simply saying ‘called it’.
They both puled away from each other, their cheeks both a little pink (to which Fred claimed that the only reason his were red was from the cold outside, adding that Y/n had no excuse other than the fact that he was so incredibly sexy).
“Well now that you’ve found a way into the girl’s dorm, will I be seeing more of you in here?” Y/n asked with a smile,
“It’d be so much easier if you just came into ours, but I may make the exception for you on occasions,” Fred said, kissing her again.
(*blows a kiss into the sky* for the anon that wanted to know them better)
7Senses is a sub-unit for chinese idol group SNH48. Their goal is to reach a global audience by mixing both Asian and international charms. The members had some extra training in South Korea where they improved their performance.
They recently debuted with their first song Girl Crush (MV) (Dance ver.). You can watch their full debut showcase here.
Members are, left to right: Bee, Diamond, Akira, Tako, Kiki, Eliwa & Lynn
Altho her unit for NII’s original stage shonichi was Bairimeng (where she’s the center), she has performed Don’t Touch multiple times (in this clip she centers but she’s usually on the sides). You can also see her in this performance of Hei Tian’e.
She has only been in the group for two years + is not a regular senbatsu member. Also, she apparently shares her name with a Chinese solo singer, so if you wanna find stuff with her you might need to dig a little deeper. However you can easily spot her on Team X’s stuff.
Still, there’s some good material out there, like this solo performance.
She also performed this with Team HII’s Liu Jiongran.
Here she is dancing to CLC’s High Heels. And here is PPAP Tako ver.
Her goal is acting, and she took one of the biggest roles in last year’s drama Campus Beauty. The whole thing is on YouTube and you can find it just by searching the Chinese title (贴身校花), but it’s not subbed so you have to either understand the language or be really committed to seeing the girls lol
I try to post regularly about them (specially Akira since she’s my love) but I’m super lazy and forgetful, so if you really wanna stay up to date you can follow @FY7SENSES on Twitter. And of course, follow the girls on their social media~
If you spot a mistake or anything else, you can send me an ask~
(* didn’t include links to the Heart Ereki, After Rain & New Year’s Bell MVs. After Rain is the theme of their documentary so the MV is not senbatsu-focused. The other two don’t have a real music video.)
Emma and Regina have their first major fight since Emma moved in and after a couple hours to cool down, Regina feels too ashamed to face Emma, so she makes her way through a dark house to sleep in the living room- only to land on top of Emma, who had assumed she would be banished to the couch for the night
Thanks for the prompt :)
Regina wraps her arms around her self as she leans wearily against her kitchen counter. She’s been hiding in here for the past two hours now. Today marks her first big fight with Emma since her girlfriend moved in. It was awful and messy and now she just feels terrible.
All she wanted was for Emma to feel welcome in this home and in doing so she went overboard and wound up nearly pushing Emma away.
Regina sighs. When Emma confessed this to her, she got upset and then she got angry and now she just feels ashamed and a little lost. She doesn’t want to go upstairs right now and so she makes her way through her dark house to sleep in the lounge.
At least this way Emma can have a peaceful night’s sleep and hopefully they can patch things up in the morning.
She makes her way over to the couch and drops on top of it, yelping in shock as she lands on another form. Emma screams and bolts up as she feels Regina flop onto her.
“What the hell…”
“What are you doing down here?” Regina asks once her heart calms down a little.
Emma shrugs sadly, “I figured I better spend the night down here after the things I said…why are you here?”
“I came down here to sleep…I…I didn’t want you to feel like you couldn’t stay upstairs…”
“So we both sent ourselves to the couch?” Emma asks.
Regina manages a small smile. “It appears so…I’m sorry if it feels like I’ve been smothering you, I just wanted you to feel at home here.”
“i know and I’m sorry I got so mad…I’m not used to people making this much effort for me and it just got overwhelming. For the record, all you need to do to make me feel at home is be here…just you, me and Henry. That’s home to me.”
Regina smiles at her as she moves to kiss Emma tenderly, “I love you too.”
Emma beams kissing Regina back as she wraps her arms around the brunette, “Stay here on the couch with me?”
Regina grins settling against Emma’s chest as she replies, “I wouldn’t have been able to sleep without you anyway.”
Intro: So it’s finally here. My freaking child I swear. This is the Bones x male reader that was requested by such a sweet anon I am sorry it took so long.
Pairing: Bones x male!reader
Word Count: 5,200 (whoops)
Warnings: swearing, lots of kissing, ummm not much else?
Summary: So thanks guys for helping me decide to keep it one big fic because I just think it flows so well together so I apologize for the length (I just went with this one to the ends of the earth I couldn’t stop myself).
ALSO: This is my first time writing a decidedly male reader so please be gentle. I absolutely adore this fic and everything about so I hope it’s alright and the reader came off as male, I tried really hard. <3
ALSO (p.t. 2): While I was writing the embarrassing story that the reader tells in the middle of this fic (you can’t miss it) I was channeling my best friend so I kinda wrote it how she would tell a story like that, so hopefully it makes sense.
It started with an accidental kiss.
It was a night you couldn’t really remember that well, but from what you do remember, you had passed out behind a control panel in the engineering room, with no idea how you got there. Your drunk ass had been found by none other than Dr. Leonard McCoy, who was looking for Scotty, but had found you instead. And this was all well and good except for the fact that you were a handsy drunk and had had a major, life-altering crush on the grumpy southern doctor.
Leonard had carried your hammered ass back to your quarters, put a cup of water beside your bed and made you promise to come see him in the morning. When he was satisfied that you didn’t have alcohol poisoning and weren’t going to choke on your own tongue, he leaned over you to pull at the blankets of your bed. And for some stupid reason you had reached up, wrapped your hands around the back of his head, and pulled his mouth to yours. It was a drunken, stupid kiss, all sloppy and clumsy, but, and you couldn’t say much for your memory thanks to the tequila shots, you felt him reciprocate, if only for a moment, before he pulled away. He looked down at you for a moment, a hard set to his eyes and mouth, before turning and abruptly walking out of your room.