i almost forgot honestly

do you know what gets me the most.

how joyous it was.

I didn’t know how much I needed that until it was over.  I honestly almost forgot stories could do that.  that no one has to die in the final act for it to be meaningful.  that it doesn’t have to be angst-riddled for it to make an impact.  that you can have the happiest goddamn ending imaginable - give everyone, every character, exactly what they want - and earn every second.  every single exultant moment.

god did they earn it.

it just filled me with light.  that’s the only way I can describe it.  it filled me with so much light and for someone who’s been really disheartened with the world lately I can’t even begin to tell you how invaluable that is.  stories matter.  I honestly in-my-soul believe it’s one of the most importantly human things we do and this one was full of love and hope and so much laughter and it felt like a win, didn’t it?  Griffin told us we would.  and we did.  and we’re gonna.

you know that MBMBaM thing they always say?  “No bummers”?

that’s TAZ man.  no bummers.  a MILLION HAPPY TEARS sure.  but bummers? 

nah.  we’re good out here.

i was really iffy about max when she was introduced but now i love her

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Margaret Wells should be commended for the way she runs her house. She is the exemplar of all the bawds in London!

Harlots 1x01

Halloween Party

So, I had this idea in my head for a while now, and decided to write it! Hope you enjoy it!

You can read it in AO3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/12555772


Harry yawned. It had been a rough day. Nothing made him happier than his job as an Auror, but things usually got a bit hectic. Now, he was sitting at his favourite Indian place, waiting for his two friends to arrive. Soon enough, he heard his friends walking through the door.

- “Hey Harry!”

- “Hey guys!”

Hermione and Ron sat down and started going through the menu, even though they both knew they’d end up ordering what they always did.

- “How was work?” Hermione asked.

- “Mental, actually. Had to deal with some pretty nasty business involving two Dark Wizards.”

- “You do look tired.” Ron stated.

- “I’ll definitely head out to bed early, I’m wrecked. How was your day?”

- “A bit full. George just developed a new love potion and the shop was crowded with people wanting to buy it.”

- “I had a pretty busy day at the Ministry too. Loads of paperwork.”

They continued the light chatter, as they ordered their food. Some time during the meal, Hermione suddenly exclaimed:

- “Oh! I almost forgot! You guys know Halloween is next week, right?”

- “I honestly didn’t even remember it.” Harry said.

- “I do. We already have loads of new items in stock for the occasion.” Ron said.

- “Right. Well, some of our former peers at Hogwarts are organising a party, and they want us all to go! Everyone we know has been invited. And apparently, the main idea is for all of us to choose a magical costume.”

- “A magical costume? Of what sort?” Harry asked.

- “It’s meant to be a costume that won’t reveal your identity. It’s rather brilliant, actually. I had already read about it, but now we get to use it! What do you think?”

- “Sure, why not?” Ron said.

- “Seems like fun.” Harry said.

They continued to discuss the details for the party as they finished their plates.

-

The day had finally arrived. Harry was rather proud of his costume. He had struggled to get it right at first, but he managed, mainly due to Hermione’s impeccable spellwork. He was a werewolf in its human form. It was very subtle, but his hair was slightly longer, he had grown a beard, his eyes were a completely different shade of green, artificial almost, he was bulkier (he had already put on some muscle due to his intense work, but this made it much more prominent) and he had a scar that crossed his whole face. He couldn’t help but reminisce to his years at Hogwarts, as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. It pained him to think about his third year, in which he had met two of the most important people in his life. Werewolves had always intrigued him, and after meeting Remus, he felt like it was an appropriate costume. Emotions were starting to get the best of him when he heard a soft knock on the bathroom door.

- “Are you ready, mate?”

- “Yeah, I’ll be right out!”

He fixed himself up and joined his friends in the living room. Their costume was astonishing. They were going as Nicolas Flamel and his wife, Perenelle. Everything had been put brilliantly together, to the smallest detail.

- “Shall we go?” Hermione asked.

“Sure.”

The three of them apparated to the entrance of the house the party was being held in.

“Let’s do this.”

They all walked into the house. They were immediately greeted by a merman.

- “Hiya, guys!”

- “Hi, Seamus!” Hermione greeted him.

- “Seamus?” Harry asked, rather incredulously.

- “Yup, that’s me! Isn’t this great?” Seamus was grinning widely. They just nodded. Apparently, Seamus had been one of the people that had organized the party, and he had told Hermione what he was going as.

- “How are things with Dean?” Harry asked.

- “Never been better. We actually just moved in together!”

It had been no surprise to see that Seamus had ended up dating his Hogwarts best friend, Dean Thomas. They had always been close, and everyone could tell there was a lot more than just friendship between the two of them.

Seamus kept talking about his life for quite a while, until they all decided to part ways. Both Ron and Hermione went straight to the dance floor, while Harry decided to head out to the bar. After a tiring week, he could really use a drink. He took one of the seats that were available, and asked for a glass of Firewhiskey.

- “Make that two.” said the man beside him. Harry couldn’t believe his eyes. The man was just about the most gorgeous thing Harry had ever laid his eyes on. He was meant to be a vampire. He had platinum blonde hair, that was perfectly slicked back, icy blue eyes, an incredibly defined jawline, and a pair of prominent fangs. The corners of his lips were covered in blood, that was dangerously dripping all the way down to his chin. He was wearing a black suit, with a white shirt. He smiled at him.

Draco was completely stunned. The man that had just asked for a glass of Firewhiskey was breath-taking. A werewolf in its human form. Bright green eyes, that somehow reminded him of something, but he had no idea what it was, and quite frankly, at that moment he didn’t care, soft black hair, a stupidly sexy beard and possibly the most defined biceps he’d seen. Gathering some courage, he smiled at him, and said:

- “Quite the party, huh?”

- “Indeed.”

- “May I ask, how old are you?” Draco was curious.

- “21, you?”

- “Also 21! What are the odds? Did you go to Hogwarts?”

- “I did! Did you?” Harry couldn’t believe this could be someone he had gone to school with.

- “I did too. That means we have crossed paths before.” Draco was intrigued, yet terrified. This could be anyone.

- “Who are you?” Harry asked.

- “Why spoil all the fun? Let’s keep it this way.” Draco had decided that he didn’t care about the man’s identity. He could be Neville bloody Longbottom for all he cared. He was attracted to him, and that was all.

- “Sure.” Harry realised he truly didn’t care about who he was talking to. He just wanted to have some fun.

They stood by the bar, drinking Firewhiskey and talking about everything that crossed their minds, for over an hour. Then, Draco grabbed Harry by the hand and dragged him to the dance floor.

- “I’m not a very good dancer!” Harry shouted, over the loud music.

- “Me neither, who cares?” Draco yelled.

They both started swaying their bodies to the beat of the song that was playing. It felt exhilarating. Harry could feel the rush of adrenaline coursing through him. He was currently dancing with the most stunning man he’d ever seen, and he was genuinely enjoying himself.

Maybe it was the light that was softly glowing over the other man’s complexion, maybe it was the rush of adrenaline that he was feeling, maybe it was the Firewhiskey, or maybe it was the combination of the three, but Harry decided he didn’t really care and just leaned into the man before him and put his lips on his. Their tongues met immediately, dancing around each other, wanting to savour everything the other had to offer. Harry had never kissed anyone like him. He could feel the fire burning through him. He wanted more. Just as if the other man had read his mind, he pulled Harry close by wrapping his arms around his waist, deepening the kiss. It became unbearable. Harry stopped the kiss and pulled the other man’s hand, heading towards one of the corners of the room in order to find some quiet place where they could be alone. He soon found an unoccupied bathroom. In just 3 seconds, Harry was locking the door and pushing the other man against the sink, making him sit there while wrapping his legs around Harry’s waist. They both continued the kiss. Soon, he felt the other man’s hands on his hair, gently tugging, as if asking him to move closer, even if they were already completely pressed against one another. The other man then started kissing Harry’s jaw, gently making his way down to his neck, where he started sucking and biting, making Harry moan. Harry went back to kissing him, putting his hands under the other man’s shirt, rubbing circles on his hips. Harry didn’t want it to stop. He wanted to be there with this stranger forever.

After some more kissing, they parted. Harry was ready to take this somewhere else when he heard a gasp. The other man was looking at him in complete shock. Harry barely had time to register what was happening, before the other man ran to the door, quickly unlocking it and stepping out. He then looked at the mirror, and realised he wasn’t the unknown werewolf anymore. He was himself again. The spell had worn off, like he knew it would, even though he had completely forgot about it. He ran out the door, trying to find the other man, without succeeding. He wasn’t inside the house. Harry then tried to go outside, to see if he could see the other man. Then he saw him. Draco Malfoy, sitting on a bench, with his hands in his head, covering his face. And then he realised it. The man he had been with had been Malfoy. He knew the platinum blonde hair was familiar, but he hadn’t given it much thought.

- “Malfoy…”

- “Go away, Potter!”

- “No, I won’t. I want to talk.”

- “Fine, if you won’t leave then I will!” Draco started to get up to leave but Harry held his arm.

- “Please hear me out! What happened in there was…”

- “Insane!” Draco yelled.

- “It was amazing! Malfoy, I had never felt anything like that in my whole life. And don’t tell me you didn’t feel it too, I could tell by the way you were kissing me!”

- “Fine, Potter, I felt it too, what do you want me to say? We can’t do this!”

- “Why the hell not? We parted ways on good terms at the end of our last year at Hogwarts. I know you and I weren’t exactly friends throughout our school years, but I understand what you went through and why you did what you did. I don’t resent you, and I know you don’t resent me either. Why can’t we do this?”

“I… Potter, you do realise this sounds completely insane, don’t you?”

- “I do, but so what? Isn’t that what our lives have been for the past years? What’s a bit more insanity to it, after everything we’ve been through? The conversation we had back there at the bar, I had never felt so comfortable with someone, ever! And that kiss… I might be completely irrational about this right now, but I don’t really care. What do you say?”

- “I… We…”

Harry stepped forward, looking into the familiar grey eyes. He gently rubbed his thumb over Draco’s bottom lip. Draco couldn’t resist and lightly sucked it. That made Harry smile.

- “Malfoy, I…” He didn’t have time to finish the sentence because Draco’s lips were on his. It was gentler this time, each taking their time to feel the other. Harry put his arms around Draco’s neck, as Draco’s hands reached for Harry’s waist.

Soon, all that could be heard was a loud pop. Harry had apparated them to his house. It was going to be a long night.

“I’ll stay by your side, forever.”

IT’S FINALLY DONE GUYS!!!!! LOOKIT THESE PRECIOUS DORKS.

insert maniacal laughter here This one was harder than I thought…Mostly because of lines and borders. GOOD LORD. And I almost forgot Fakir’s scar oops ^^; 

But honestly I am so happy with this and ugh gosh my otp. These two are gonna kill me one of these days.

ヽ(o♡o)/

“Get that off of my head before I break you.”

Day 04: @fnaffandomevents‘s Animatronic August event

August 4th: Pizza

From Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria to Circus Baby’s Entertainment and Rental, the animatronics seem to always have a connection to pizza. On this day, create something about pizza.

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Last Week in Fanfiction

I’m sure nobody cares about this while our dashes are full of a very distracting Whitecaps game, (honestly I almost forgot to post it) but here it is anyway.      List #15 covers Captain Swans fics that were written or updated between 9/10-9/16. As always if I missed something feel free to let me know and I’ll add it. Happy reading! The authors and artists would love a like, reblog and/or comment. ❤️

MCs

Stealing Secrets  ch.13  by @itsalostgirlthing

The Rose and Thorn  ch.18  @qqueenofhades

We Can Find a Way  ch. 2  3  4  5  6  7  8  by @asthewheelwills (complete!)

Perfect Fit  ch.19  by @hooklineandswan

Wednesday’s Child  ch.10  ch.11  by @dani-ellie03

Highway to the Danger Zone  ch.1  by @distant-rose

Serendipitous Melody  ch.16  by @killiancygnus

Another Broken Soul  ch.1  by @suwya

MissMatched.com  ch.5  by @lenfaz

Through to the End  ch.7  by @whisperofgrace  (complete!)

The Right Place  ch.9  ch.10  by @jarienn972

Through the Hat  ch.10  by @ashar663 

The Promise  ch.6  by @flslp87

If Looks Could Kill  ch.27  by @wellhellotragic

The Reason  ch.13  by @xemmaloveskillianx

Frozen in Darkness  ch.4  by @tomeandflickcorner

CSBB

I Thee Wed  ch.6  ch.7  by @justanotherwannabeclassic

Killian Jones and the Girl Who Lived  ch.3  by @thegladelf

Echoing Souls  ch.3  by @like-waves-on-the-beach

The Graceful Path  ch.6  ch.7  by @unfolded73

Tripping Over the Blue Line  ch.9  ch.10  ch.11  by @welllpthisishappening

Nuuk  ch.6  ch.7  by @wellhellotragic

Part of the Narrative  ch.3  by @emmaswanchoosesyou

Family Ties  ch.3  by @a-winterprince

Not in the Game Plan  ch.7  ch.8  by @onthecyberseas

Drowning is too Late to Learn  ch.7  ch.8  by @accio-ambition

A Wing and a Prayer  ch.7  ch.8  by @xhookswenchx

Waiting For the Moonrise  ch.4  by @lifeinahole27

       —Art  by @clockadile

The Long Way Home  ch.4  by @pocket-anon

To Everything a Season  ch.4  by @icecubelotr44

     —Image set  by @optomisticgirl

     —Image set  by @ab-normality

If the Stars Align  ch.4  by @swanslieutenant

     —Image set  by @acaptainswaneternity

Model Behavior  ch.4  by @shippingtheswann

      —Image set  by @acaptainswaneternity

When the Tide Turns  ch.4  by @trueloveseyeroll

Heathens  ch.4  by @mahstatins

Assassin’s Creed: Misthaven  ch.4  by @delightfully-difficult-pirate

       —Art  by @cocohook38

One Shots

Stranger on the Ground  by @evil–isnt–born

Straight as a Arrow  by @nightships

Play the Game  by @lifeinahole27

Anything  part 2  by @artistic-writer

A Part of Something  by @laschatzi

Fluffy Anniversary Smut  by @initiala

Accidental Eavesdropping  by @lillpon (daemon series)

Prompt  Prompt  Prompt  Prompt   by @thesschesthair

Evil Queens Curse  part 1  by @xhookswenchx and @gusenitsaa

Sharpening This Hook  by @whimsicallyenchantedrose

The Swan Princess  by @xemmaloveskillianx

Playing Footy  by @alexandralyman

what the gladers dressed up as for halloween

Thomas: the bottom half of a horse. No one wanted to do the horse costume with him so he told everyone that he’s a centaur.

Newt: a newt. it’s the one day a year he lets anyone make jokes with his name. But only for one hour. Later, he changed into a greek god costume with gold laurels and everything. (like anyone need a reminder that he was bloody gorgeous.)

Minho: wore a white shirt that had “ACID” written on it. He explains, “I’m a-min-ho acid. Get it? An amino acid??” 

Alby: A pirate! With a little scarf and eye patch and a sword! But one racist guy said he must be a Samuel L. Jackson character “cause you’re black haha” so Alby starts mimicking the Inigo Montoya from The Princess Bride. “You have insulted my honor. Prepare to die.” And he starts fencing the guy with his sword cause he’s actually really good at fencing and the guy almost pees his pants.

Teresa: A witch. but she took it up a notch. She had a device wired up to her with two buttons. The first turns on lights around the collar of her dress that light her face up in an evil green. The second plays eerie music from who knows where in her dress. She also has little smoke bombs.

Aris and Rachel: Slytherin and Hufflepuff from Harry potter. Rachel’s Slytherin. 

Chuck: He wears a white shirt with two cute eyes on it. When someone asks him what he is, he pulls his arms and head in and flutters the sleeves. “whooo,” he says, “i’m a ghost!” (Bonus: everyone put a little bit of candy in Chuck’s bag when he wasn’t looking so he’d end up with the most)

Gally: The creepiest clown you can imagine. But he had to wipe the makeup off cause Chuck and Thomas are both terrified of clowns. He never lets it go for Thomas but he gave Chuck a full sized Hershey’s bar.

Sonya: Khaleesi from Game of Thrones. She put dragon wings on her cat and brought him around with her. 

Harriet: Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas. Easily the most impressive costume because she went all out with the hair and makeup. 

Winston: went as a zombie (is it too soon?)

Zart: a hobbit!!! Zart dresses up as a different hobbit every year. This year he was Sam and kept telling people about “po-ta-toes! You can fry em, cook em, put em in a stew.”

Frypan: Gordon Ramsey. Also the first victim of Teresa’s creepy lights and smoke bombs cause he stole a candy fish gummies from her cauldron-basket and said, “this fish is so raw it’s still looking for his son!”

Brenda: Bond. James Bond. Was actually really hard to keep track of. And at the end of the night she completely disappeared. Then everyone found “look up” signs while they were trading their candies and a bunch of fake bats dropped all over them. Also, when anyone asked her if she wanted a drink, she’d say, ‘I want it shaken, not stirred” even if all she asked for was water.

Jorge: nothing. but when they all went to his house to get candy, he scared them all from behind the bushes.

Jeff: Dumbledore! He keeps awarding everyone “house points” by putting star stickers on them. (especially on Rachel and Aris)

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James laughed again and it was oddly comforting because it made everything seem normal. “What do we do now?” he repeated. Then he lowered his voice and his eyes softened. “Well, right now I’d like to kiss you again.”

And he did. And Sharna felt as though her entire life had been leading her to this moment. As if every second, minute, hour, and day had come together in some fateful way to lead them here. Together. But then the rational part of her brain kicked in.

“James, I’m serious,” she told him, pulling away from him again. “I want this. I’m not going to pretend I don’t. And you - you…”

“I want this, too.”

“And you have a girlfriend,” she said, as though he hadn’t cut in.

He sighed. His expression, which had been so tranquil and content just a moment ago, shifted.

“I know,” he said, and she could hear the guilt and pain in his voice.

“And you said things were better now. Between you two.”

“Better doesn’t mean good.” He ran one hand through his hair, looking completely overwhelmed. “I mean, it is good, I guess. But everything from the past is still there. I haven’t forgotten about it and she hasn’t forgiven me. Not really.”

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