huge-wave

effects of parental abuse

+ the inability or struggle to say “no”, because disobedience meant punishment and you are used to being directed all the time

+ being unable to emotionally relate with your family (especially parents, if they are the abuser). concurring thoughts of “i won’t care if THEY die”, or “they won’t care if I die”

+ always afraid/hesitant to confide in someone else about feelings or thoughts, because you are used to being neglected/dismissed when you talk about your feelings, constantly being replied with “get over it”. the consequence of this is that the emotions/feelings pile up inside over time and, when you reach the limit, you suddenly become self-destructive or imminently violent/emotional

+ however, when given the chance to CONFIDE about your feelings with freedom confidently, everything spills out, even if it’s with a stranger or with someone you have not been in contact for very long.

+ you always assume that the answer to every question/statement you say is “no”, even if you definitely know the person is very likely to say “yes”. you prepare for denial and disappointment and feel a huge wave of relief when they say “yes”.

+ being secretive about enjoyment/liking things, or being secretive in what you’ve done for the day, even if it’s not deemed “bad” or “illegal”.

+ simultaneously confused whether you have affection towards your parent(s) or you hate them whole-heartedly, despite knowing that they abuse you. the confusion stems from “well, they’re my parent, so i think they’re doing this because they love me”, though the thought is, of course, false

+ being scared that people will only take advantage of you, as your parents consequently thought of you as an object to benefit from, and not someone to love.

+ being easily attached to others, because you had no parental figure. this can lead you to being easily manipulated and you are very easily controlled. children under parental abuse are also more likely to have “chosen families”.

+ having an “escape plan” or “last resort” if you still live with your parents, just in case they do something worse to you, thinking up of elaborate plans to get out, how you’ll survive, where you’ll stay, etc.

+ being surprised learning that other parents are unlike your parents, and having to have someone/a source to tell you that what your parents are doing is abusive, and as a child you thought it was normal to be unhappy at home.

+ liking school or days out because that meant being away from your parents

+ developing emotional/personality disorders and distorted thinking

I’m telling u KARD is gonna be the one co-ed group that’s gonna get huge n starts a wave of mixed groups but they’ll be the kings & queens and I’m just so ready to witness that happening tbh 

4

In that dark storm, I encountered a small ship. While pushing me forward, the ship said, “Can’t you see that light?” This wondrous ship, which never lost its way even in the darkness, danced its way across the huge waves. The ship didn’t resist the tides, instead it sailed ahead despite the strong headwinds. Then, the ship pointed out and said, “Look! There’s the light!”

and the great adventure begins~ 

fireminer  asked:

When did the Arcade really become something? Was it before or after the Pinball machines became popular?

Arcades actually go back to the early 1900s in the US, where they were called Penny Arcades, and while they had slot machines and pinball, they also had things like love testers and Edison kinetiscopes where you could watch a woman take her clothes off.

People are often surprised to hear that the pinball machine didn’t have flippers until 1947 and they weren’t even at the bottom of the playfield until the early 1960s. Pinball (at least in the form it currently exists) is a lot newer than you think and is barely a decade older than the arrival of video games. The original form of pinball was basically a game of chance where a ball was dropped only to ding off metal pins at random and fall down holes with different payouts, very much like the modern game of pachinko.

Because Pinball was for gambling, there was a huge moral crusade against them in the early part of this century. On a personal note, my grandma used to tell me to stay away from “hooch, wild women, and pinball” (sorry Nani, I failed you on all three).

New York Mayor Fiorello LaGuardia declared war on pinball, and vowed to smash every single pinball machine that existed. Technically, pinball has only been legal in New York City since 1976.

What the Penny Arcades of the turn of the century actually had to offer wasn’t quite as important as who visited them, who the audience was for them: they were designed as cheap entertainment for the huge wave of American immigrants in big cities who had a little bit of money to spend. A major part of the reason movies were always a universal art form accessible to everyone (as opposed to something like ballet or theater) is that they had their origins with kinetiscope amusements consumed by immigrants in penny arcades, along with the nickelodeons that showed things like sports reels for boxing matches aimed at working class sports fans.

If I could be allowed a little digression, this is always why something like “upscale” movie theater chains like the Alamo Drafthouse make my skin crawl. Movies should be for the poor and for everyone, not for people who can shell out $14 for a bad order of hot wings, or a milkshake with wine in it. It’s a sinister sign of how wealth is massively concentrated in our new gilded age that these upscale theater chains target a shrinking percentage of the population with disposable income instead of the impoverished masses. The selling point of upscale movie theaters is that they automatically kick out anyone making noise, too, to create a “genteel” movie experience free of riff-raff, which I think is the kind of snotty crap a bad guy in a Rodney Dangerfield comedy would do. Recently, Alamo made waves for having all female showings of Wonder Woman. I have nothing against this idea (why would anyone be offended by this when you can see the movie in a thousand places?), but it comes off as phony grandstanding when done by a chain who’s sole reason for existing is delivering an experience for rich people. The living version of this image below: 

Returning to the original point, the key thing to remember about video games is this: in the beginning, they didn’t start off in the arcades, but were marketed toward bars and bowling alleys. This is why the marketing for these games in the early days was extremely adult. It kind of reminds me of how, come 2007 or so, the discussion around the Nintendo Wii was that it was a toy that could get you laid. Little by little, video games started to creep into the arcades.

The tipping point where the momentum shifted toward video games over pinball in the arcade was definitely Space Invaders in ’78, which was so wildly successful it showed that arcade video games were here to stay, and that they were a bigger moneymaker than the pinball machines were. There’s a story that Japan had a shortage of the ¥100 coin because of Space Invaders, which unfortunately is just too cool to be true, but it does go to show how it was a new cultural force that came in. 

IT’S THEORY TIME!

I’VE BEEN HOLDING THIS THEORY SINCE MONSTER REUNION CAME OUT LIKE.. 8 MONTHS AGO, SO PLEASE PARDON ME IF I GET TO HYPED.

Ok so first of all let’s see what got ton of gems corrupted… 

Centi tells Stevo that everyone was running away from something, and after that, it was all noise… “You heard something. From the sky, a sound. A song? And then…”

And this is also further handled on “Same Old World” where Lapis shows that everyone was running in a hurry out of the earth and because of that they leaved her on earth trapped in the mirror. 

That looks like a light, sure, a blinding light, but what got me is when Centipeedle CLEARLY talks about SOUND and not LIGHT.

In the same episode, Garnet talks about how “It’s sort of like if MC Bear-Bear didn’t tear the fabric of his arm, but the fabric of his mind.”, so the nuke (let’s call it like that so is easier kie?) wasn’t spreading a kind of virus or something that messes with their body structure, aka, their light.

Now, back to an episode, season 1B, first Stevenbomb, “The message”. 

What’s so important about it? I think is a lil picky, but re-watching season one it really got my attention the way Amethyst reacted to The Wailing Stone

At first it was kind of just covering her ears and being a lil moody, but time passed and there was a point where she was getting desperate. 

(weirdly, Garnet and Pearl seems kind of okay, but that may be because they are in general more resistant, i think)

And you see, for the ones who don’t know, sound is basically waves that travel through matter, a constant and loud sound can get to the point of physically hurting you.

Actually, one of the discovering that Nikola Tesla did was that, with vibrations, you could make something shake, and if it was constant and strong enough, it would break, it’s exactly what earthquakes do! and guess what, sound is, in fact, vibrations!. 

Now, the most common experiment about this is putting some sort of glass and turning the volume slowly as loud as possible, after a moment the vibrations would be so much that it basically shatters.

What does this has to do with gem corruption? as I said before, sound needs MATTER to “travel around”, so OF COURSE they couldn’t make the bomb attack from space as a sound!, thats where the light makes the job.

You see, light is also waves that travel around, thing is, light doesn’t need a medium to travel, so Homeworld basically found a way to make a light explosion, turn it into sound, and attempt to shatter the gems in that way. 

But how did they turned the light into sound? Waving stones.

You see, in Gem Hunt we get a pretty short view of what is possibly a HUGE waving stone. 

Homeworld probably put them all around the world so they would make the sound travel without problem, the original waving stones where probably little and used to send messages from homeworld/space to earth (Like Lapis did),but then they found out that they could use it for shattering gems, their plan was basically use “vibrations to break glass” but in a massive way. 

So, why didn’t the gems shattered? they… kind of did! Corruption is basically their “light forms” shattered, its like the noise didn’t exactly broke the gem, but broke the coding of the gem, corrupted it, like when someone messes with the data of a video game and it gets all glitchy! they shattered their data, their “brains”. 

Of course, they didn’t literally SHATTERED them, but having in mind that Homeworld made the cluster experiments with Crystal Gems (As Garnet says explicitly) then it was probably a way to prove their weapons again. They basically used their enemies, the rebels, as lab-rats, to see if their massive weapon would work, just like the cluster.

Homeworld pretty  much tortured the gems with a screeching, loud and constant sound long enough to shatter their light forms.

jealous peter headcanon !!

hear me out, because this photoset is totally giving me jealous/irritated peter vibes 

  • so you and peter weren’t officially together but there was definitely a thing there
  • like lots of flirting, a couple times y’all held hands, a few cheek kisses that made peter’s head spin
  • basically it was just waiting to be official 
  • anyways one day after school peter is waiting at your guys’ normal meeting spot
  • he spots you walking out the double doors and he instantly gets that little rush of excitement when he usually sees you 
  • and you have your head thrown back laughing at something but he doesn’t know what it is yet 
  • but that excitement fades when he sees flash walking alongside you
  • he raises an eyebrow at your newfound “friend” 
  • his arms instantly crossing across his chest in defense 
  • watching the friendly exchange between yourself and flash makes him tense up 
  • you catching peter’s eye and shooting him a huge smile while waving him over
  • he softens up just a little bit when he sees you inviting him over
  • but he’s still salty 
  • trying not to show his saltiness as he shuffles over to you 
  • “what up penis parker”
  • “fuck off flash” 
  • you giving peter a huge hug 
  • him still watching flash with his arm around you
  • almost like he’s challenging flash 
  • there’s an awkward silence between the three of you 
  • you pulling away from peter to say bye to flash 
  • flash gives you a hug bye and raises his eyebrows at peter
  • at this point peter is absolutely livid 
  • this is peter currently: (ง'̀-‘́)ง
  • he hates flash 
  • he hates when guys are all over you 
  • the two combined are a recipe for disaster
  • he glares at flash and you pull away from the hug quickly, sensing peter’s discomfort
  • flash walks off with another unnecessary goodbye to you
  • peter would describe it more as obnoxious 
  • “jealous much?”
  • “no (ง'̀-‘́)ง“ 
  • him walking you home like usual
  • but you can tell it’s still bothering him 
  • slipping your hand into his 
  • “please talk to me” 
  • he’s still silent 
  • but he has his thinking face on 
  • where he’s biting his bottom lip and has his lil’ eyebrows furrowed 
  • sighing very dramatically because he’s being stubborn
  • “you know i don’t care about flash the way i care about you, he’s really an ass, you know i’m just nice to everyone and we got paired up so i don’t want there to be any issues and-” 
  • him stopping in the midst of walking to take your face with both hands and kiss you 
  • you relaxing into it immediately and kissing him back bc wOW 
  • it lasts for a good minute or two 
  • but who’s counting?
  • pulling away and tbh you don’t know what to say 
  • “you’re mine, just making sure you knew that”
  • “OK WHERE HAS THIS CONFIDENCE BEEN HIDING?”
  • also adding, “maybe I’ll need to talk to flash more if i get that out of it each time” 
  • this puts peter back into (ง'̀-'́)ง (ง'̀-'́)ง (ง'̀-'́)ง mode
  • “babe chill, only got eyes for you” 
  • lowkey the first time you’ve called him babe 
  • “well if you’re calling me babe i might as well call you g-girlfriend?” 
  • it’s more of a question than a statement 
  • “sounds good boyfriend” 
  • he swears his heart stopped 
  • swears he’ll never thank flash out loud 
Jailbirds

Request from my fave @i-am-the-luna for a Jax x Reader using the following prompts:

#10 - “I’m gonna kill him!”

#58 - “Well this is a nice change of scenery.” “____, we’re in a prison cell.” “I was being sarcastic.”

Originally posted by hunnamsource

You pace the cage, Jax sitting calmly on the bench, an amused smile on his face as he watches you.

See, today had started out wonderful. So wonderful in fact, that you decided to head to the clubhouse with Jax and see if Gemma needed any help at TM.

Long story short, some bitch had come in to get her car serviced, though you were pretty sure she was just there to drool and flirt with Jax. You’d obviously not taken to that kindly, and when said bitch started to run her mouth, you’d punched her straight in the face.

She called the cops, one of the officers grabbed you a little too roughly for Jax’s liking, which then led to him punching said officer in the face - you and Jax both having the same low tolerance for bullshit - and now the two of you were being held hostage in a fucking cell. Great.

“Well this is a nice change of scenery.” Jax breaks the silence, you stopping your pacing to glare at your cellmate. He swipes his tongue over his lower lip, a teasing look on his face.

“Jax, we’re in a prison cell.” you deadpan, holding your arms up around you to gesture to your current surroundings. He smirks at you, rolling his eyes, his hands coming to rest on his thighs as he pushes himself upwards.

“I was being sarcastic.” You raise your eyebrows, his laid back exterior slowly cracking through your stressed one, a smile making its way onto your face. He reaches you, pulling you by the belt loops until you’re right in front of him, your palms resting on his chest.

“I’m sure after the second or third time of being locked up, I’ll be calmer.” you jest, Jax’s arms slipping around your waist and resting on your ass in a protective way. “Just let me freak out for my first time.”

He hums, leaning down to share a gentle kiss, your eyes slipping shut he does so. Once he pulls away, he moves his hands to your waist, squeezing comfortingly. “My apologies, babe. I sometimes forget what a good girl you are.”

“Damn, I bet she is.” you jump at the sound of company, Jax moving you aside and going closer to the bars, the police officer from earlier on the other side, a painful bruise forming on his cheekbone.

“What did you say?” Jax spits, his figure tall as he stares down the officer. The man just smirks, his eyes moving to you as they trail up and down your body, your skin crawling as he does so. Creep.

“I bet she’s really good with orders, hm? You know what they say, a lady in the streets is a freak in the sheets.” You scoff in disgust, knowing this man is just trying to push Jax’s buttons, and he’s definitely going to succeed. “Bet she’s real good with her tongue.”

“You better shut the fuck up before I reach through these bars and shove my fist down your throat.” Jax growls, his tone overflowing with venom. You rub your hand up and down his back soothingly, trying to calm him down.

“Bet she’s nice and tight, wet too. That true, sweetheart?” you scoff in disgust, feeling Jax shaking out of anger. He grabs at the bars, the officer flinching as Jax yanks at the metal, anger radiating off him in huge waves.

“I swear to god, I’m gonna slit your goddamn throat, remember that.” The look of terror on the man’s face is hilarious, and you’d laugh if the tensions weren’t so high.

“We alright here, gentleman?” you breathe a sigh of relief when Unser interrupts, a set of keys in his hand. His officer coughs nervously, before scampering out of sight.

After Unser cuts you two loose, the whore intelligently deciding not to press charges and Unser managing to let Jax off with a warning, you wait outside the station for your ride.

“I’m gonna kill him!” Jax yells suddenly, before he takes a drag from his cigarette, the nicotine failing to lower his vexation.

“Hey,” you push off the wall you’re leaning against, moving to stand in front of Jax. “Don’t let him get to you. He just said those things to piss you off.”

He shakes his head in defiance, his lip curling as he replays the confrontation over and over in his mind. There is nothing that gets him angrier than people disrespecting his family, especially you.

“It fucking worked, and once I get my hands on him, he’ll have more than a sore cheek to worry about.” Jax seethes, throwing his cig to the floor. He sits on the wall, pulling you gently to stand in between his legs.

You comb your fingers through his hair, knowing it helps calm him, his eyes slipping shut as you tug softly at his locks. “You’re my girl, (Y/N). I’m always gonna look after you, you know that right?”

You smile warmly at his confession, nodding in confirmation as he looks up at you. “And me, you.”

A/N - I hope you guys liked this! These requests are making it so much easier to write, I like knowing what you guys want to read :) till next time! X

Character Analysis: Blue Diamond

I kept trying to make the juxtaposition post between Blue and Yellow Diamond work, but I really needed a foundation before I started comparing their characters. It was turning into a huge section for each character and less like certain aspects of them were being analysed. It never turned out acceptable enough to me, and I was taking longer and longer to write just one post. So I decided to break it down (again) into a character analysis post for each character, and I’ll be following up with their juxtaposition before talking about PD’s shattering.

I want to start with Blue Diamond first, if only because I’ve touched a little on Yellow Diamond before . Blue Diamond is a relatively new character in the show, in that her presence hadn’t been confirmed until Steven’s Dream. Before that, all we had to go on were the Ziggurat and Moon Base murals and Garnet’s story in The Answer.

BD is a very complex character. On the surface, she appears as a victim, a foil to the “harshness” of Yellow Diamond (more on her in the next post). She is a very visible and obvious embodiment of Homeworld’s humanity, that they too have been hurt by the war and the conflict that underlay it. At the same time, though, there is a feeling of guilt about her that reveals she wasn’t totally ignorant of the said conflict going on. Moreover, by her own words, she has not only been dwelling in grief, but also has been searching for answers.

Blue Diamond then, is not a helpless mourner in distress and under duress. She is a capable and intelligent ruler, trying—and failing—to put aside personal pain in order to continue ruling. And that makes her similar to Yellow Diamond in more ways than one. Like their civilisation, she is trying to heal but a focal point of her healing is finding out what really happened the day PD was shattered. The way she deals with her stress and sadness, as well as the way she interacts with the gems around her, reveals a lot about her character. Let’s get to that.

1. BD dances the line between power and helplessness

What is striking about BD is how she looks like the quintessential ruler, a cross between the archetypes of mother goddess and queen. She is altogether very regal and dignified. She speaks deliberately, slowly compared to some of the other dialogue on the show. Combined with her crisp diction, her words always feel weighty. One of my favourite instances is her reply to Yellow Diamond in the Trial. YD almost annoyed asks whether examining Blue’s palanquin is necessary and Blue quietly but firmly says, “Isn’t it?” In that line, it was as if the room collectively held its breath, and even YD paused for a moment.

Blue Diamond possesses all of the attributes that we would normally associate with a leader. Her presence, from her first appearance in The Answer, spoke of someone who literally stood above others. Even while crying or angry she manages to look elegant and composed. Like the classical leader, she is introduced not with her generals but her Sapphire, analogous to leading with wisdom rather than brute force.

This picture of BD reaffirms the concept of a Diamond. In What’s The Use of Feeling (Blue), Yellow Diamond reminds Blue how each gem has a role, and when she gets to BD, she says the needs to be a leader. This is a very telling line, because we begin to understand how the socio-political hierarchy is understood on Homeworld. It isn’t a lie told by the Diamonds to placate lower-ranking gems in society. They themselves fully believe in their role as rulers. They honestly feel that “every gem in her place” is the only way for their civilisation to function properly.

That “truth” becomes a huge limiter of the supposed power that comes from being the unquestioned ruler of an empire. The Diamonds can technically do anything, but they are situated in a particular context, embedded in particular social roles, like any other character in the story. In the rigid social structure of Homeworld, they are expected to lead. So they can do anything, in so much as they do as leaders do. This explains why YD had to drop everything and run after Blue in The Zoo and That Will Be All. Ideally, they can’t just do anything they want because they are fully aware of the huge waves the ripples of their actions will cause around them.

The operative word here “ideal.” One thing to note is that all these rules are enforced by a social structure. That means social roles and expectations do blur and how to act within this structure is largely informal. There probably aren’t written rules that say how far behind a Diamond one should walk, when exactly a Pearl should speak, or how much shoulder-punching is too much shoulder-punching among soldiers.

Much like ours, their society is governed by these informal rules as much as the formal written laws. The Diamonds may have a formal set of responsibilities, but so many other social factors intervene in the way they are perceived. Things like power, class, and even height difference factor into how they are perceived by other gems. This means that a structure in which everyone is supposed to have a place, may not be as easily enforced, especially as gems go higher up the social ladder. Discipline, particularly at the Diamond-level is largely self-enforced.

So it doesn’t mean they don’t break these unspoken rules—we’ve seen them arbitrarily use their power when they’re upset or stressed. It so happens though, that in the show so far, all we’ve seen them feeling is indeed upset and stressed.

The idea that Blue is a powerful, at times unquestioned leader, is countered by how crippled and paralysed she feels in the face of Pink Diamond’s shattering. Blue has so much to offer gem-kind, not only as their leader, but also, as Peridot pointed out in Message Received, someone with abilities that surpass those of any other gem.

Yet she is unable to fulfil her role. In her most vulnerable, while she’s on Earth, she entrusted her safety to only her Pearl. For emphasis, Blue touched down on a Homeworld-hostile planet with no guards, and no Sapphires. The only gem with her was her Pearl. Given my old theory on PD’s shattering, and even the theories floating around now, that whoever shattered PD would’ve had to be close to her, it shows how exposed she is right now.

Blue is a force, but she’s also presented as a character who is flowy, flexible, rounded, and very sad. Were she the same size as the average gem, she would appear weak, not a fighter, and unable to defend herself.

BD seems very much like the archetypal leader, the only Diamond we’ve seen hold court and carry with her the formalities traditionally associated with leaders. But she’s also immobilised by grief. There is a paradox in her looking so willowy and bendable but deeply emphatic and firm about her beliefs, in this case, her search for answers.

In Blue we have a character seemingly transparent, showing everyone her tears and her breakdowns, but at the same time so opaque, as she makes decisions behind closed doors (or closed palanquin, as in The Answer) and has been searching for answers with a resolve YD didn’t even know about.

2. Leadership style

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ELEMENTAL HOUSE CLEANSE
  • Fire - sit down and relax. Let pure universal energy enter through the top of your head and let it connect with your own life force. Once it’s connected and working together imagine a small flame spreading from the inside of you. It can start anywhere you’d like, the center of your stomach, your head, your palms, your legs, anywhere that feels comfortable. This is not a fire that destroys and burns, this is a pleasant fire that makes you feel loved and warm. Once you’ve set yourself on fire, once you’ve felt the flame all around and inside your body, slowly let it spread on the inside of your house. This can be done with a slow small flame, or a violent huge one. Just let everything burn, imagine the fires cleansing properties burning away all the nastiness inside your house. Imagine ashes flying everywhere, and all the negativity burning away into nothingness once it’s been touched by the flames.
  • Water - sit down and relax. Let pure universal energy enter through the top of your head and let it connect with your own life force. Once it’s connected and working together imagine yourself as a fluid body. See and feel the cool refreshing touch of water on your body. Feel the fluidity inside yourself. Then imagine huge water, huge waves, flooding your house, pushing everything it comes in contact with. Let it mess up your house. See this water, running from one door to another, flooding everything, and destroying everything just like a tsunami would. Imagine this pure, clean and clear water gathering all the negativity in itself, taking it away with her. When you’re done, imagine one window or more, or a door open in your house and let the water go away.
  • Earth -  sit down and relax. Let pure universal energy enter through the top of your head and let it connect with your own life force. Once it’s connected and working together imagine huge roots bursting through your floor, intertwining all around your body. Once they’ve intertwined imagine them giving birth to flowers while all around you. Imagine these intertwined roots going all around the walls, the windows, your mirrors, your table, your bed. Imagine beautiful moist soil pouring out of the holes left by the roots. Imagine this soil filling up your house, gathering in itself all that is no longer needed and negative. Imagine transforming that negativity into something beautiful. Imagine the poisonous bad energies transforming into love and light inside the earth. Once they’ve transformed imagine this earth giving birth to more beautiful light green roots, leaves, and the most beautiful flowers you’ve ever seen. Let your whole house fill up with these beautiful flowers and roots, replenishing everything in your house. Feel the flowery scent all around you. When you’re done imagine all these roots and earth slowly going back into the whole where they came from, leaving everything intact but cleansed and fresh.
  • Air -  sit down and relax. Let pure universal energy enter through the top of your head and let it connect with your own life force. Once it’s connected and working together imagine violent winds forcing their way in your house through the window. Imagine these winds entering and bursting through like a hurricane through your house. Even though they are violent, they are here to help and leave everything in a better place.They’re coming straight for you. They start whirling around you, you can feel it’s pleasant coolness on your skin. You can hear the sounds of the wind. They are so strong, yet so caring and pleasant. As they whirl harder and stronger around you, they lift you up in the air, whirling even harder than before. Now, imagine them turning to the rest of your house. Imagine them leaving a mess wherever they touch. All of your notebooks are in the air, your tarot cards are flying everywhere, your clothes go all around the place, your crystals fly from one wall to another. Let these fresh and cool winds clean your place. Once you’re done, imagine these winds leaving through the window they came from.
Summer Revelations

Request:  Haii could you write for Sirius x reader where she invites him to her house over the holidays and all of the sudden (like watching her sleep, laughing, a hug idk) he realises he’s so in love with her??

Pairing: Sirius x Reader

Word Count: 2,823

Warnings: None really, just fluff. Oh, there’s like one nightmare mentioned but it’s not detailed or anything.

A/N: My first ever request! I finished this sooner than I thought I would (mainly because I was procrastinating studying for my Chemistry - whoops. I should probably do that now). Anyway… feedback is appreciated, and I hope you like it :)

Part 2

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Sunlight shone on the Black Lake, highlighting the waves and ripples. In the distance, you could hear the faint sound of all the students laughing and chattering. It was the last day at Hogwarts before the Summer holidays, and whilst you were waiting for the Hogwarts Express to arrive, you were with Sirius, sitting in the shade beneath a tree. You had been friends with Sirius since your first year in Hogwarts, always assisting him with his various pranks. It hadn’t taken you long to find out about his home life and when you confronted him about it, he confessed how much he hated it there. That’s why you had invited him to stay at your house over the holidays until the Potter’s allowed him to stay at theirs.  

Sirius was currently ripping out chunks of grass from the ground and throwing them into the water. You shook your head at him, quietly laughing to yourself at his bizarre actions. “I can’t wait for you to finally meet my parents,” you say. “Properly, I mean,” already predicting his response that he’d already seen them on the platform.  

“I’ll have you know I get owls from your parents at least once a week. We’re already best friends.” He claimed.

Suuuree, Pads. Whatever you need to tell yourself,” you teased. “Besides, I thought I was your best friend.”

“Hey! They’ll love me!” He exclaims cockily. You knew he was only joking, but you could also see past the façade. He was anxious that your parents would hate him (though that was virtually impossible, they already loved Sirius just based on the stories you had told them). So, you reassure him.

“I’m sure they will.”

Eventually, a loud whistle echoes throughout the grounds, alerting you both that the train had arrived. As you had both already taken your trunks down to the platform this morning, you didn’t need to carry anything there. Sirius gets up first and holds his hand out to you, silently offering to help you up. Once you were on your feet, you brush of the dirt off of your clothes and smirk mischievously at him. “Race you!” And you sprint off, Sirius close behind you.  

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CAMERON DALLAS X READER

Touch

anon requests:

Can you do an imagine where Cameron kisses you and is really touchy/clingy with you all the time and the guys tease him about it but you love it and think it’s cute? Thank you ilysm 💕💖

Hey love, Wondering if it was possible for you to write an imagine where you and Cameron have a heavy make out session where you give each other hickies, grind etc?

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The setting sun cast a golden glow across your eyes as the end of the day drew near. You sat on the edge of the pool, swishing your toes into the cool water as you watched Cameron mess around with the guys. He’d invited a bunch of them over;  the Jack’s, Nash, and Aaron. The guys were tangled in the grass in a wrestling match that you couldn’t help but laugh at, and as they rolled through the greenery, you saw Cam’s head poke up to look at you. His big goofy grin spread across his face as he cheesed at you happily from across the garden, so you reciprocated the gesture. You heard him say something, and then untangle himself from the boys to come jog over to your side. He plopped down on the warm stone beside you, and dipped his own feet into the water.

“Hey gorgeous,” he said happily.

“Hey Cam,” you grinned, “having fun?”

“Mm,” he shrugged, “I think it’s more fun when I’m with you.”

He kicked his foot up, sending water droplets all over your legs, and looking pleased about it, too.

“Cameron!” you pouted and gave him a shove whilst you scooted away from him.

“Sorry, but I couldn’t miss the opportunity,” he chortled.”Now come back here, I wanna hold you.”

You raised your head and threw him a glare, trying not to break your angry facade.

“I know you can’t stay angry at me,” he teased.

Your face melted into a smile as you scooted back to his side, “Well, you’re right.”

You put your feet back in the water, bending your head down to stare at the crystal ripples across the surface of the pool. You saw Cameron’s wavering reflection in the water, his eyes on you as he noticed a stray hair in your face that he tucked gently away behind your ear.

“You’re really beautiful, but I like you better when you’re not just a reflection,” he said, signalling that he wanted your attention.

You giggled and raised your head, turning to lock eyes with Cameron. His big brown eyes held yours, his bronzed skin glowing under the light of the sun as he wrapped a warm arm around your waist. He bit at his round lower lip, his thumb gently caressing your back, but he only brought himself close enough to you that small gap lay between your mouth and his.

“Fine well if you’re not gonna kiss me,” you joked and pretended to pull away, causing Cameron to pull you forward and laugh into your lips. You brought your arms into a lock around his neck, Cameron’s hands holding your face to his as he molded his warm and soft lips gently into yours. He smelled like the freshly cut grass and he tasted like heaven, so much so that you found your chests pressed together, your nails digging into his skin as you urged him for more.

Suddenly, you were interrupted by a loud whistle, and out of nowhere a huge wave of water crashed over you and Cam. You stuttered and pulled your lips from his, wiping the water out of your eyes and turning to face four smug faced boys in the pool. The Jack’s, Aaron and Nash whooped at you from the water, “Sorry, did we interrupt you?” they called sarcastically.

You stuck your tongue out at them and folded your arms, “At least I have someone to kiss right now.”

Johnson shook out his blonde hair like a dog and swam at you, his hands grabbing at your exposed legs, “Say it again,” he dared.

Cameron kicked at Johnson’s shoulder with his own foot, “C’mon, give it a rest.”

Jack raised an eyebrow and smiled, “Can’t keep your hands off her for five minutes can you?”

“Don’t you get sick of him?” laughed Gilinsky.

Nash swam to the poolside and plopped down right between you and Cam, forcing you apart.

“Guys,” you smiled, eyeing Cameron, who’s cheeks were flared in embarrassment.

“I wonder what would’ve happened if we’d left Cameron for one more minute,” said Johnson.

“He was all over you, (Y/N),” Aaron added.

“I like him like that,” you smirked and extended your hand to Cam, who stared at it questioningly.

Nash grabbed your hand before he could take it, and laced his fingers right into yours. “Awh, look, we’re holding hands,” he sung out at Cameron.

Aaron and the others began swimming towards Cameron at the same time.

“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” you asked them.

“Stop,” Cameron hissed as Nash pushed him towards the water, the other boys dragging him down.

“Ca-” you started, but he just shook his head at you and let himself be tossed into the water with his shirt on.

When he came up, all the boys had exploded into laughter.

You threw them a glare and kicked Nash back into the water to shut him up.

Cameron hoisted himself out of the water, and began to slink away.

“Babe, wait up,” you called, offering him your dry towel. You were in your bikini, but you’d dried off a while ago, so you stuck your hand out, and Cameron took it halfheartedly. 

He tossed off his soaked shirt and looked himself over, “at least I had my swim shorts on.”

You pursed your lips and nodded, sighing a bit, “Sorry Cam.”

Cameron wrapped the plush white towel around himself, “Not your fault.”

He ran a hand through his brown-golden hair until he had it in place again, his deep brown eyes resting back on yours.

You smiled a bit and ran your fingers through his wet locks, “stray hair,” you smiled.

Cam chuckled sadly, his smile forced.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” you asked. “Please tell me those guys aren’t getting to you.”

Cameron flicked his tongue across his lips, his eyes flickering back to the guys, who were all watching you both.

“Oh come on, babe,” you laughed.

“They won’t stop getting on me being like this about you,” he sighed in frustration.

“I don’t mind, it’s cute” you said.

“But they piss me off so much,” he glared at them.

Your fingers grasped his jaw, making him look at you, “I love you so much,” you smiled wide.

“Am I too clingy?” he responded quietly, his eyes searching your face.

“I could never get enough of you,” you breathed seriously.

His lips twitched, “Your like a drug, (Y/N)”

You folded yourself into his arms, pecking him once, twice, three times. The water droplets sparkling on Cameron’s rippled chest were snuffed out by your skin on his. You moved your face from his, but his hand snapped up, bringing you back into his sugar sweet lips, his breath hot on your face as he paused for air before swooping back down on your mouth. You nipped at his lower lip, your eyes closing, hands moving to his soft hair and letting the sensation of his smooth lips pressing firmly to yours take you away. Cameron tilted his head, crashing his lips to yours for more, his tongue finding its way into your mouth easily. Your tongue slid between Cam’s lips, both your tongue’s fighting for dominance, a low growl rumbling hungrily within Cameron’s throat. You moaned quietly into him, your nails grabbing at his hair, his grip on you unbreakable.

It was Cameron who let go, his chest rising heavily, his lips satisfyingly raw. He brought his hands down onto your curved hips, a smile growing on his face.

“You know they’re all watching us?” you asked.

“Of course,” he smiled and turned you away from the boys, his lips finding your jaw. You bent into him, aware that every second he satisfied you, his eyes were right on the embarrassed boys in the pool. He groaned into your skin, sucking and nibbling at your jaw until he’d left his mark. You let the primal instinct in you take over, your back hitting the wall of the house and closing the space between your bodies. He wasn’t done with you yet, though. You bent your head to the side, Cameron’s hot lips back at your exposed neck and drawing noises of satisfaction from you. His body glued to yours, he held you pinned there, and began to grind his body gently into you, the rhythm of his body on yours matching the pace at which he worked his mouth on your skin.  Flustered and aroused, he detached his lips from your neck, leaving noticeable purple marks across your flesh.  You sighed in satisfaction, nuzzling your head into the crook of Cameron’s neck, one of his hands wrapped tight around your waist, the other holding your head to his sun kissed skin. Cameron ran his fingers through your tangles, dropping a kiss on the top of your head and lifting his head to the distanced boys, who stared dumbfounded at him, drool practically hanging from their open mouths. He threw them a smug expression and momentarily raised his hand to give them all the finger.

“We should go inside,” Cam mumbled faintly into your skin.

“Why?” you asked, raising your eyes to his mischievous ones.

“Because what I’m about to do to you would not be appropriate for the guys to see,” he chuckled.

found a video from the 90′s about some TV preacher warning people about the evils of Pokemon, D&D, and Magic the gathering and apparently I have been playing wrong because according to him whenever you want to cast a summon spell in Magic you have to pick up a huge stick and wave it around chanting “Spirits come to me”

anonymous asked:

HC where RFA+V+Saeran sees MC kissed by a foreigner but it turns out that the foreigner is her cousin and it's like normal gesture for him. (let's make V get his sight back) (The gang haven't confess to MC yet on this one) how will they react?? (Tbh imma slut for Jelly Gang)

Hello~ Ri had a bit of writer’s block with this request so Nao kindly offered her assistance :3

Ri was responsible for Yoosung, Zen, Jumin and Saeran, while Nao wrote Jaehee, Seven and V~!

We hope you enjoy~!

– NaoRi (our name for collabs ;))

Yoosung

  • He was already having a bad enough day after running into a V look-a-alike after school, and then he came home to see you with a stranger!
  • He figured that it was just your friend or something (although he was a bit irritated that it was a guy) so he left you guys alone to talk with each other
  • Of course, Yoosung lurked around in the kitchen, very clearly subtly keeping an eye on the guy
  • He’d be texting Zen as he anxiously watches
  • Yoosung: Zen!! There’s some weird guy in our house… He’s being a bit too friendly with MC, what should I do?? >_
  • Zen: Hah? I don’t think you should worry, Yoosung. MC didn’t even go for ME—ME, this handsome embodiment of perfection!
  • Texting Zen for help was even worse than not texting Zen for help.
  • AND SO, the MATURE, emphasis on MATURE, Yoosung endured.
  • But then that guy kissed you before he left. And you let him.
  • Yoosung stood up immediately, feeling hurt that you hadn’t even turned away from him. Tears were welling up in his eyes.
  • “MC… who was he? Do you… not like me anymore?” he whimpered.
  • You quickly explained that your cousin was visiting, and you were just catching up. You also mentioned that it was a custom to kiss where your cousin came from (he’d been studying in France for the last few years.)
  • Yoosung almost burst into tears again at the revelation. “I was so worried…! I wanted to act like a man and tried not to let it get to me, but I couldn’t help it… I got jealous again. I’m sorry, MC… A-are you disappointed?”
  • He looked so ashamed of himself but he was so adorable right now, you wanted to hug him to death.
  • You reassured him, “I’ll never be disappointed in you, Yoosung. I think it’s really cute that you’re jealous!”
  • “Cute?! I’m not cute! I’m a man!”

Zen

  • He’s never been the jealous type. After all, he has plenty of fans and they cause lots of misunderstandings, so he tries to be as calm as you do.
  • You had been waiting for him to finish a business meeting, so you had gone to a nearby café.
  • Zen was relieved to return to your side—he can’t help but worry about leaving you alone in public. What if fans attacked you? What if other men tried to flirt with you?
  • He was already paranoid about your safety, so when he saw you sitting with a blond, foreign man from the windows of the café, Zen SNAPPED.
  • In a flash, he had crossed the street, entered the café and SLAMMED his hands on the table between you and the foreigner.
  • “Get away from MC!” he shouted, not caring about his public image.
  • The foreigner was shocked at first, but his expression quickly morphed into understanding. In a cheerful, British accent, he said, “Oh, I see. So you’re the actor MC was talking about. I recognize you! Can I have an autograph?!”
  • Zen looked between you and the foreigner, wondering what the connection was.
  • “Zenny, you’ve got it all wrong! He’s my cousin!! But you should be careful around hi-“
  • Too late. The foreigner had kissed Zen’s lips.
  • What the-
  • Well, Zen had been attacked by fans before, so this was not uncommon. But it was just a bit… sudden.
  • “He’s gay,” you finished. “And he’s in love with handsome men.”
  • Oho~! So her cousin thinks I’m handsome!
  • Be prepared for a very intimate, narcissistic discussion between them

Jaehee

  • You went together on one of Zen’s musicals post Christmas
  • Jaehee had been fangirling about Zen’s new role in the play as you went inside the theater
  • You were so immersed in the topic that you bump into a tall, blonde guy and you fall on your ass
  • The guy turns to help you up
  • “I’m sorry, are you al……MC?!? My, what a coincidence, it is MC!!!“
  • “Albert? Ohmaygahd, it is you!!! I missed you so much!!!“
  • He helps you up and he kisses you in the forehead as you hang off him.
  • Meanwhile, Jaehee watches from the sidelines, feeling a mix of emotions.
  • They look so good together, he must be her boyfriend… she did tell me likes Eddie Redmayne, so her type must be British guys after all…?
  • You finally un-dangle yourself from Albert and you loop your arm with Jaehee’s
  • “Jaehee, I’d like to introduce you to Albert, my cousin. Albert, this is Jaehee, my friend…“
  • “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Jaehee; I can call you Jaehee, right?“ he starts, as he takes her hand and kisses the back of it (smooth, dear cousin, VEEEERY SMOOTH)
  • You’ve never seen her blush this much, even when you watched “The Jalapeno topping was pretty spicy“
  • You sit between her and your cousin for fear of him snatching Baehee away from you

Jumin

  • The two of you were visiting France for one of the C&R company’s biggest business partner’s party. He had taken you along to sightsee and let you experience true French cuisine.
  • He had bought you a long, elegant red dress to wear at the party, and he thought it made you look absolutely beautiful.
  • Maybe too beautiful, he thought, when he saw a couple businessmen approaching you.
  • You were laughing, hugging them and conversing casually despite the formal environment.
  • Jumin had his eyebrows furrowed deeply, a bit irritated that you were being over-friendly with them
  • One of the men leaned in for a kiss, and you returned it.

  • He swiftly walks next to your side, casting a cool gaze on the three French men in front of you.
  • “Qu’est-ce que vous faites avec mon amour? (What are you doing with my lover?)” Jumin asks, suppressing his displeasure. “Comprenez-vous que vos actions pourraient avoir un mauvais impact sur notre relation? (Do you understand your actions may have a bad effect on our relationship?”
  • “Jumin, silly!” you giggled. “These three are my cousins! They’re triplets. They grew up in France with their French father, although I never imagined I would meet them here!”
  • Jumin blinked, taking in the new information. The tension in his arms eased, and he nodded in apology towards the men.
  • Well. He’d be sure to stop assuming. He should just trust that you would make the right decisions.
  • “Je suis désolé d'avoir agi ainsi. Comment pourrais-je m'excuser proprement?? (I apologize for my actions. How can I properly apologize?)”
  • Expect an overly fancy dinner in formal banter—it was almost as if Jumin was trying to compete against them and appear brighter than them.
  • Dammit, was this guy still jealous?

Saeyoung / 707

  • The two of you decided to hang out for a movie and a round of games at the arcade
  • You notice a familiar Middle Eastern guy approaching you as you leave the cinema
  • Seven notices this too
  • Recognition dawns on you
  • “MC!!!“
  • “Faris!!!”
  • You run to him and share a hug and a kiss
  • He’s aware that kissing between a man and a woman in Arab countries are only limited to relatives and lovers, but you don’t look alike, so that leaves him with the latter option.
  • A lover, maybe? But…
  • He’s about to (miserably) slink away and just leave you a message as to his whereabouts, when you turn around and pull him towards the intruder
  • “Seven, this is Faris, my cousin and milk-brother…“
  • The rest of the sentence is drowned out the moment he hears the word cousin
  • Is so overjoyed that he excitedly throws his arms out to him and says, “Hello, 707, I’m Faris! kayf Haalak?“
  • Your cousin is amused, and he returns the greeting, along with a kiss.
  • “bi-khayr, al-Hamdu lillah“
  • After the usual courtesies, you both invite Faris to hang out with you.
  • You’re amused because they’re getting along well… maybe a little too well?

V/Jihyun

  • Was talking to a prospective customer during one of the RFA parties when you decided to roam around
  • Hears you squeal, but doesn’t mind it until he hears an unfamiliar voice.
  • “MC!!! Mi amore, it’s so nice to see you again!!!“
  • Turns in time to see a handsome male brunette happily give you a kiss on both cheeks
  • Observes the interaction from the corner of his eye
  • Why isn’t he taking his hands off of MC? Isn’t that longer than necessary?
  • Leaves the conversation without excusing himself
  • Makes his way to you, smoothly grabbing a champagne flute from one of the passing waiters
  • You’re surprised when he suddenly appears right beside you and puts a hand on the small of your back
  • ????
  • “I’ve been looking all over for you, MC. Mind introducing me to your friend?“
  • He’s smiling, but you notice how it looks a bit forced
  • “Oh, yeah, this is Alessandro, my cousin who just came in from Italy. Sandy, this is V…“
  • “…the sunshine to her moonlight,“ he continues, the tension visibly leaving his shoulders and he offers a relaxed smile as he extends a hand for your cousin to shake.
  • Sunshine to my moonlight?!? Eh? Ehh? EHHHHHH?????
  • You are a confused and blushing mess
  • “It’s so nice to meet you; MC has told me so much about you!“
  • “It’s a pleasure to meet you too, but I believe this is the first time I’ve heard that MC has relatives in Italy.“
  • V is surprised when your cousin doesn’t reach for the handshake and instead, gives him a kiss on both cheeks too.
  • But they’re hugging a bit longer than necessary???
  • When they finally separate though, you can feel huge waves of tension radiating from these two, even when engaging in a polite conversation.

Saeran

  • The moment any guy even LOOKS at you, he glares at them. While he’s a softie around you now, he still has his gangster-like tendencies from before.
  • And he can give a good glare that scares people to scramble the hell away immediately.
  • It’s pretty handy when you have to wait in line for amusement parks, movie theatres and restaurant lines.
  • But you never expected him to glare that way at your poor cousin who jumped behind your back.
  • “Saeran, stop scaring my cousin! He’s a good guy,” you said in a worried tone.
  • Cousin? Ah.
  • Saeran puts on a friendly smile, reaching his hand out towards your cousin.
  • “Sorry about that. It’s a habit,” he mumbled, sheepishly rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.
  • Your cousin returns a relieved smile, “Well, I’m glad you’re able to protect MC this way. It’s all good.”
  • Then your cousin kisses your hand in appreciation for explaining the situation before he got killed by your scary boyfriend.
  • Speaking of which.
  • Scary Boyfriend Mode: Activated.
  • Saeran’s gaze turns sadistic, eyeing your cousin with irritation.
  • Cue the screams. Let’s hope your cousin had lived a long life already.

I’ve got my swim trunks, and my flippie-floppies

for @legividivici, hope you like it!! <3 (ao3)


The last place Clarke expected to run into anyone she knows is the literal middle of the ocean, but the cruise ship has barely left port before she spots a familiar head of tousled curls ahead of her in the crowd.

She loses sight of him before she can get a good look, so she chalks it up to her imagination. It’s entirely possible that Bellamy is on the same cruise she is– they did, after all, both just graduate, and therefore have the same budget and scheduling constraints– but she tells herself it probably isn’t him. And that even if it is him, it’s not like they’re going to run into each other.

So of course the next day she’s on one of the decks by the pool when a shadow falls over her and his voice says, “Is this chair taken?”

Clarke pushes her sunglasses up on top of her head and wrinkles her nose at him.

“I don’t know, I my tiara really ought to have a chair of its own.”

Bellamy smirks and sits on the edge of the chair, not moving her stuff– not yet– but settling in to bicker with her. As is their custom.

She and Bellamy were RAs in the same dorm two years ago, and they had differing ideas at first about how hands-on they needed to be with their freshmen. Despite the way they picked at each other, by the end of the year they’d become reluctant allies, his calling her ‘Princess’ taking on less of a sneer and more of a teasing edge, her comebacks laced with a smile. They had each other’s backs.

But she didn’t re-up her RA contract for her senior year, and he did, and they’re not the type of friends to outright admit they miss each other, so she hasn’t seen nearly as much of him in the past couple of semesters as she would like.

“You here with Wells?”

“And Raven,” she nods. “I was saving those seats for them, but I’m pretty sure they ditched me to have tiny cabin sex.”

“O and Lincoln ditched me pretty fast too. I think they’ve all forfeited their right to a saved seat,” he grins, passing her bag back to her. The way he lounges back in the chair, skin already browning, wind ruffling his hair, he looks like something straight out of an ad. Or Clarke’s fantasies. Either one, really.

Just because she used to think he was a Class-A dick (which he is, but not in the way she thought. In the fun way.) doesn’t mean she’s never noticed how great his hands are, or how he’s got perfect hair for pulling, or how there’s probably more than one way to wipe a smirk off his face.

“Sure, make yourself at home,” she grumbles. He grins at her and pulls his shirt off, which is– honestly just so unfair.

“Don’t mind if I do.”

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anonymous asked:

Headcanons for the paladins reactions when their S/o gets hit with some kind of magic and they suddenly become 6?

this is long but you guys deserve it because I’ve been very inactive and busy, but I actually really liked writing this so thank you for the request!!

[Shiro:]
•ok so it was basically a surprise attack???
•like you all landed on a new planet (Osnora) to go speak with civilians and ask if the Galra had arrived
•the species that resided there were known as Zoagantu! a strangely tall species with large glowing eyes. Which, predominantly, look human like. The only skin color that was strange was the dark blue of the leader.
•and you, Shiro and Hunk were to check out the North part of the village
•you all scared the absolute crap out of their leader, Mayama
•who was some abnormally tall man who in fear, landed to his knees and slammed his hands into the ground, blue wispy magic exploded into a huge wave and just crashed into all of you
•turns out, the leader wasn’t even scared at all. apparently a long time ago his village was given a fortune, that if a visitor were hit with magic, they’d turn into a child, thus being the rightful ruler of that village in the future
•the man stood, pumped his fists and cheered
•shiro “UHM???? NO ? NOT GOOD?”
•you stared at your hands in literal disgust because,,,why?
•you all went back to the castle, along with the leader who spoke with Allura and Coran while staring you down from afar, “wth”
•you were literally grumpy the entire time, but you kind of liked the affection you were getting
•even keith audibly ‘aw’d at you
•GIGGLING from both you and Shiro
•Shiro literally had you on a leash because despite having the same brain/thoughts, you had the equivalent impulse control as a 6 year old
•the leader eventually explained that it should wear off soon, and also, the only way you could’ve turned into a child is if you were of the Zoagantu descent. (Oooo)
•you weren’t fully though, only half, but Humans have more Dominant genes than those on Osnora
•you literally only ate goo the whole time and Hunk hand fed you, you even had to shout at him that you were 6, not 2
•Lance “I MADE CLOTHES”
•"is this why you said that dumb thread the needle joke" “pidge, shhhhshshh”
•eventually you turned back and about a week later, shiro left that Garrison phone of pidges on the table and you looked at it
•the photos man,,,,the ffffffphotos
•fun fact: he was barely around you when you had become 6,, because every time he saw you it made him think about having a kid with you some day and he’ll get blushy and nervous
•you eventually bring it up, like ‘hey why were you ignoring me at the time’ and he blurts it out
•you cry tears of joy tho

[Lance:]
•you and Lance were inside of a Galra Ship
•he went ahead to see if the area was clear
•someone, unknown, had grabbed you by the back of the neck and you knocked out immediately
•he came back and there you were
•a ffffujckn 6 year old child
•he had to wrap you up in the fabric of your suit (similar to alluras)
•he ran back straight away, shouting at them that something happened but not really saying what it was
•every body was panicking
•allura “Keith, go wait at the entrance and back then up just incase”
•gets down there and wow, lance, holding a CHILD in his arms
•keith just ??????????? hahuh?
•turns out it would take a really long time
•but you still needed to do missions, you NEEDED to or you’d throw tantrums
•you got to climb through small spaces to get info or let the team in a locked room
•you did so once, didn’t realize a soldier was there
•the last thing they saw? You in the form of 6 year old child scream before you knocked them out
•Lance would literally come in right after and treat you like you were his child, like omg r u alright?
•pidge would high5 you just saying….
•eventually they landed on a planet filled with people who actually KNOW altean magic
•while allura is admiring one when fixing you, you eventually turn back to your normal age…..eventually…in time
•everyday you aged a year, so you had to wait awhile until you were back to normal and let’s just say it was basically like Coran going back in time in age
•Lance was so glad to have you back but would force you to take pictures every day until you were back to normal
•every other day since you grew, they’d have to get new clothing.
•you and lance would go to a space mall or two and get clothing
•you actually skipped getting clothes half the time and would go do some dumb things, arcades, Space Comics

[Hunk:]
•Allura decided it would be a good idea to test something out of hers
•did not explain what it did, as it was a surprise
•you volunteered to help as well, knowing very well that it would be used on you
•it was actually supposed to make you younger
•coran shut the lights, and everyone stood still
•a big FLASH of pink light came up, and it showed Allura pointing a cube toward you
•Hunk GASPED and yelled like literally wth just happened
•lights, camera, toddler
•there you were, little tiny you just chilling on the floor
•you weren’t necessarily six years old, although the haircut you had and the outfit you were was one you wore at the age of 6
•you were only 3
•you had on blue overalls, and a yellow+white striped shirt under it
•Shiro started crying
•Hunk ran to you and picked you up and was honestly speechless
•asked Allura if they could keep you like that for a while, but sadly it could only be 2 hours
•within the two hours everyone was playing with you
•you liked Keith way more than anyone else and
hunk was so upset I’m chrhdnn
•by the time you were changed back (it’s automatic), Lance had found a way to print the photos they took of you. Hunk and Allura were making clothes, Keith had you on his shoulders, Pidge was inventing toys for you. Coran was making “#1 Uncle” coffee mugs
•Shiro was just beyond happy
•Lance still put up the photos, Coran still gave you the mugs, Pidge saved the toys for another day
•Keith almost died, was not expecting you to turn back and his knees gave out and yeah
•Shiro actually lol’d
•Hunk and Allura groaned and threw everything, all that hard work, what were they even thinking
•he was glad to have you back tho and hugged you, asked why you liked Keith better and you giggled
•he eventually asked Lance if he had any copies of those photos, took them as his own and hid them in his pockets

[Keith:]
•basically Keith has no impulse control whatsoever
•kinda dumb, but he ran into an army, scoped out the area and such, and saw Haggar who ALSO saw him, and immediately said no.
•didn’t realize Haggar was trying to hit him when he was running out but you did
•you basically get smacked all the way into Keith, who immediately grabs you and drags you away and to safety
•you don’t turn right away, but you fall into a 2 day coma
•the night before you woke up, Keith had gone to check on you (twas late) and basically fainted because
•"uh? why is there a child"
•at first he wasn’t really sure what was going on so he slowly went closer and realized, based off old photos he saw in your house once, that this was you
•immediately ran off and got allura + coran
•Keith, Pidge, and Coran would stay inside until you awoke while the other searched far and wide for anything to cure you
•when you woke up you fell right onto Pidge who SCREAMED and almost threw you
•you screamed as well, and Keith “Motherly Instincts” Kogane, picked you up and held you on his hip the whole time until the others came back
•eventually they explained that they’d need to kidnap someone
•Pidge had no problem because it could help you and they could ask the Galran if they know anything about her bro/dad
•keith was ecstatic because I doubt you’d want to stay 6 years old
•was the one to threaten the Galran enough to scare the absolute crap out of them
•luckily, although the Galran didn’t know much magic, they knew of someone who did. they searched and eventually found them
•basically an old commander of druids who turned against the galra. Half Altean and once worked beside Haggar
•they turned you back and Keith actually CRIED
•teases you whenever he can tho bcos you are probably the most adorable child ever

[Pidge:]
•Pidge was inventing something….to say the least
•you weren’t the only one affected though
•basically Pidge said they’d be right back, and to both you AND hunk, to NOT TOUCH ANYTHING
•you did
•it did not end well
•hunk reached over and while the two of you chuckled, he poked it and you guys knocked out
•Shiro had, walked in right as it happened, was affected as well
•a large burst of magic sent you all flying
•Hunk was a 1 year old, you were 6, and Shiro was 16 years old
•Shiro immediately woke up and grabbed the both of you, running off
•the age change you all went through had changed your appearances. Hunk had short curly black hair, your hair was…whatever haircut you had at the time
•you had fjjfkfkdk CHALK DYE in your hair
•Shiro had like, 4 piercings on each ear
•Lance was terrified
•Shiro burst into the kitchen where everyone was catching up and didn’t even have to say anything
•just stood there with you on his hip and Hunk held against chest like “what happened”
•pidge came in “WHA THE FJUCKDK”
•turns out, whatever that new ore Pidge had found was NOT meant to be doused with Quintessence
•laughed at Hunk and Shiro but cried when they saw you
•held you the whole time and actually sobbed because,,, oh my gosh bb.,,,why
•you were the last one to turn back, and Pidge was glad because now they could slap Hunk
•once you turned back Pidge hugged your knees the entire time
•"forgive me please I’ll literally do anything I’ll eat fire please I love you"
•you remembered everything, unlike Hunk who had shart himself a couple times
•made fun of Shiro strange 16 year old phase and laughed so hard your stomach hurt, Pidge joined in
•promised to you they would never use anything new+unknown unless they know EVERYTHING about it /it’s history
•that promise was broken when it happened again
•that time you turned 29