i am so so proud of how the colouring turned out for this one

Things the Hogwarts Houses say

(loosely based on conversations I’ve had/overheard)

Hufflepuff -

  • “If you don’t start singing along to High School Musical with me in under 30 seconds you will no longer be my best friend" 
  •  "I swear on my chicken nuggets-”
  • “Yes I made that joke up by my self - no it’s not from Spongebob Squarepants how dARE YOU-”
  • “Speaking of Spongebob can we just take a few moments to discuss how much of a masterpiece that first movie was please”
  • “Ah yes, it’s 3 in the morning, time to get emotional and tell all my friends how much I love them”
  • “You made me chocolate??? Oh my God I love you so much thank you I’ll have some right no - THIS HAS RAISINS IN IT YOU TRICKED ME
  • “Oh my God yeah I saw that movie, my favourite part was when - oh shit wait there’s this adorable kitten video I meant to show you last week and I completely forgot let me get it up on my phone”
  • “Sorry I’m late I was up all night watching those videos where kids get surprised with puppies”
  • “Are you awake? Great, let’s start planning our future homes together, I have a pinterest board ready”
  • “This is my favourite photo album! It’s full of photos of all the cats and dogs I’ve made friends with on my walks, I’ve even given them all names”
  • (crying) “Stop calling me emotional God damn it”

Ravenclaw -

  •  "Of course I remember you said you liked the colour red, you told me at like 1:35 am last year in May"
  • “What? Simplifying equations? No, I can’t help with that but I do know all the words to every Simpsons episode in the first 5 seasons if that helps"
  • “Sorry I really can’t go out today. No I’m fine, I’m just stressed I’m doing something important. I’m trying to memorise all the words to this documentary about frogs - What? Yes of course it’s important!”
  • “I discovered and fully analysed that meme 3 weeks ago, step up your game”
  • “What do you mean why do I have a folder full of strategic plans on how to succeed at animal crossing, that’s not weird?”
  • “Sir, I don’t mean to be rude but I’ve been doing my own research and you’re getting all of this wrong. Well yes I know I’m not the teacher here but - Yes, actually, I’d love to teach the class my self I’ve already made a lesson plan, thank you”
  • No, I won’t come and see Jurassic World with you. Because it’s completely unrealistic! Do you have any idea what dinosaurs are actually supposed to have sounded and looked like? Even adult velociraptors weren’t meant to be that b - OK you know what, I will come, but I’ll be pointing out every single problem to you. No, it’s too late, you already invited me. I’m buying our tickets right now, don’t move”
  • “You really think you can beat me at Mario Kart? I have spent YEARS studying this game and honing my skills, spending hours upon hours training until my hands cramp and even my tv is judging the amount of time I’ve spent playing and you think YOU can beat me? Let’s fucking go
  • “I think these guys think I want to murder them because I followed them home but it’s only because I overheard them talking about what would happen if Pokemon is real and I wanted to see how good their logic was”
  • “Shut up? Shut up? I haven’t shut up for 17 years and I’m not about to start now”
  • (crying) "I just want Shakespeare’s ghost to be proud of me”

Gryffindor - 

  • “I’d love to have a sleepover but it can only be when there’s a thunderstorm so we can dance in the rain, let me check the weather forecast”
  • “Did that bee just try and sting you? COME BACK HERE BEE YOU COWARD I’M GONNA FUCK YOU UP - wait shit no run”
  • "What did you say? Don’t touch it? Alright.” (touches it as soon as the person turns away) “Sucker”
  • “Whaaat? Someone wrote on the desk? No it wasn’t me I would never do th - My name was there? Well, I’m not the only one in the world with my na - My surname was there too? What are the chances?!”
  • “Help me I started saying lmao ironically and I can’t stop”
  • “Before you say anything it wasn’t me - unless it was something awesome then I definitely planned the whole thing”
  • Excuse me? They said what to you? … I have to go for a second, I just remembered something completely unrelated. No, no, I’m not taking this fork with me for any particular reason”
  • “Um, did you just tell me it’s impossible to sing along to a guitar solo? Stand back. Your mind is about to get blown”
  • “I am so not drunk! I’m completely drunk! … Wait shit I meant sober”
  • “I’M SO PROUD OF YOU AAAH LET ME HUG YOU! I’M NOT LETTING GO FOR THE NEXT 3 HOURS, GET COMFORTABLE BITCH”
  • “I bet I can stay up for longer than you - what no I’m not tired shut up - nO THAT WASN’T A YAWN I WAS JUST SHOWING YOU WHAT IT WOULD LOOK LIKE IF I WAS TIRED - SEE I DID IT AGAIN TOTALLY ON PURPO - ok fuck you I’m going to sleep”

Slytherin - 

  • “Oh my God, just tell me what you did already so I can start complaining”
  • “Sorry, I didn’t catch that. Did you say STOP saying fuck, or KEEP ON saying fuck?”
  • “Over your dead body? I was hoping you’d say that”
  • “If you even LOOK at them one more time I will take a stick as big as your ego and stick it right up your-”
  • “Don’t come near me or - OK fine, we can snuggle for exactly 15 minutes. I’m setting a timer now”
  • “Hey, I saw you posted a picture of us on instagram yesterday where my eyeliner isn’t completely straight? You’re gonna have to delete that, if anyone thinks my eyeliner isn’t drop dead perfect every day and that I’m not a literal make up goddess I’ll lose my reputation as the Regina George of the school”
  • “But keep the one where I’m wearing no make up so that all those bitches know I still kill it without trying”
  • “Oh come on, you know I’d never do anything to embarrass you! Speaking of which, that video I posted on youtube the other day of you falling down the flight of escalators in the shopping centre has reached over 1000 views”
  • “My dad told me tattoos were trashy so I got a giant tattoo saying ‘trashy’ on my back I’ll send you his reaction later”
  • “I’m not a sentimental person but if you touch my teddy bear I will turn you into a stuffed trophy to put next to him”
  • “What do you mean I look smug this is my normal face”
Punish me (Smut)
I did a thing. I figured it to be best if this was EXO member optional, since with this storyline you could end up with any EXO member really. God forgive me for I have sinned. 

Pairing: EXO member x Reader (You will have to choose one at a certain point, or read it nine times)

Genre: Smut

Edit: Apparently the first part can be classified under ‘humour’. My sister read this and she was laughing her ass off? I did not intend for this to happen but yeah… If it’s the same for you, enjoy.

Word count: 4670 words

Warning: Phone sex, Oral sex, explicit language.

Punish me:

“No, I’m not a free phone sex service!” I shout annoyed through my mobile and immediately cut the call, throwing my mobile onto the kitchen counter. Once, just once, I had been spotted in public with the members of EXO and that was the result; forty calls a day that begin with either “What are you wearing?” or “Tell me how wet you are”.

My mother is the fixed cleaning lady for the Exo dorm, but she broke her leg a few weeks ago. In agreement with SM, I replace her until she gets better. It is summer holiday and that way I don’t need to search for a summer job.

The guys from EXO are my age, so of course the relationship between EXO and me is different than the relationship my mom has with them. Whilst my mom is more a motherly figure, I am more of a friend. That’s why a few days ago, they asked me to go out for dinner with them.

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Six Years and Seven Days

This is pretending that Bellamy could hear Clarke talking all those years, she just can’t hear him responding, and that the ship at the end is them coming back to Earth. 

So…pain. 


Day Three

“Bellamy…are you up there? Are you alive? Is anyone alive?”

Static.

“I only woke up yesterday. At least, I think it was yesterday. I barely made it into the bunker in time, but I made it. And the computer says it’s been three days since the radiation hit, and I was so hungry I thought I might die. Please tell me you didn’t die.”

Silence.

“Bellamy, my mom was right. In a way. My face is disgusting, covered in boils. You’d be laughing at me…probably. Because she was right but so were you. I’m not dead Bellamy. I hope you aren’t either.”

His fingers slammed on the respond button, pushing it down to the point of it feeling like it would crack from the pressure.

“I’m not dead, Clarke. I’m not dead.”

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Metamorphmagus!Draco

I have a lot of feelings about this headcanon and I really need to talk to you about this. Okay? Okay, good.

We all know that the metamorphmagus gene is in the Black bloodline, right? I mean after all Tonks was a metamorphmagus and her dad was a muggle, therefore she had to inherit the gene from Andromeda, who’s a Black.

Now, what if DRACO had inherited the gene?

THERE IS A LONG ASS MOTHERFUCKING POST UDNERNEATH THE CUT.

ENJOY.

Originally posted by hellagr8m8

((tagging some drarry squad members! @mxlfoydraco @svlvzvr @julietsemophase @sectumsemprat @pretentious-git @shewhomustnotbenamed @themalfoymanner @drarryismylife101 @drarrylocked @potionbooksandcookies @fangirl383 @hvlf-blood-bitch @actuallydrarry @harpyholyheads @theultimateslytherin))

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fallen petals

Originally posted by wonhontology

pairing: wonho x reader

word count: 7k

genre: fluff, angst, mentioned smut, soulmate!au

description: in a world ran by soulmates & soulmates roses if you didn’t have one it was a very lonely life. And you thought you’d be living the loneliest of them all. 

a/n: cause’ monsta x finally got their first win (woo!) i finished this piece! 

inspired by this short piece: xx


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Enough Is Enough - Part 1

Summary: You have known Bucky Barnes your entire life and he is your twin brother’s best friend, so seeing him on a daily basis shouldn’t be all that much of a problem right? Wrong. You hate the guy, with a passion, and no matter how hard you try you just can’t seem to get rid of him. He is there, constantly, like some persistent little pest that refuses to leave from where it’s not welcome.

So what happens when you start to pick up on just why that might be? Will your strong opinion on him change or become even worse?

Note: This is the first part to my entry for Tay’s AU Writing Challenge I had the prompt  “I don’t hate you. It’s just that if you were on fire I wouldn’t piss on you to save your life, is all.” and chose to have it as a Bucky x Reader fic. I’m new to the whole AU side of things so I hope you enjoy!

Bucky x Reader (AU)

Words: 2,370

Disclaimer: Both GIFs used were created by me.

James Buchanan ‘Bucky’ Barnes.

He was the epitome of everything you had ever hated in a man or, in his case, a boy.

Obnoxious? Check.

Arrogant? Check.

Childish and annoying? Double check.

But the worst thing? He was ridiculously good looking and he knew it. You had lost count of how many girls had wandered out of his apartment at the crack of dawn – although you always did wonder if they had ANY idea they had just been used of if they truly thought he wanted to enter into some kind of relationship with them.

Pour souls.

You had known the guy for most of your life (although that was most certainly not through choice) and you had never seen him in any kind of relationship, not even a short-lived one. Now how was it he had been in your life for so long? Well some higher power had obviously decided that you had done something wrong in a previous life because you were ever able to get rid of him….no matter how hard you tried to.

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We Are Young: Chapter 3

Throne of Glass High School AU

Summary: Senior Rowan Whitethorn is new to town. It doesn’t take him long to get use to a new school, make new friends, even join the local hockey team. But it also doesn’t take him long to meet sophomore and figure skater Aelin Galathynius. And it doesn’t take him long to realize one thing; he can’t stand her.

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Elide sat perched on the footsteps of the house. The morning sun beamed down on her, the sky a crystal blue. A light breeze picked up, blowing around her hair as she pulled her jacket tighter around her. They were only a week or so into October, and the wind definitely held that harsh, autumn bite. But today, it was chillier than normal. She’d definitely be warmer if she were to just wait inside. But being inside would mean a higher chance of seeing her uncle. And she wasn’t in the mood to start her day off by having a lovely chat with Uncle Vernon. Especially on game day.

After going through her normal, quiet routine of getting ready for school, Elide had made her way downstairs. She prayed to every god she knew that it would be one of those mornings where her uncle was passed out. Thankfully, her prayers were answered.

When she made it to the living room, she found Uncle Vernon asleep on the couch. A half empty bottle was clenched in his hand as he snored loudly. Not wanting to risk waking him and getting yelled at this early, Elide went outside. Which is how she found herself sitting on the front steps of her parents’ old home.

She didn’t remember them well, her parents. They died when she was young. She grew up with her Uncle, who was always a cold evil bastard. But when his business burned down years ago and he last basically everything, that’s when the drinking started and things got worse…

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Look At Me - Request

Summary: Dean is on the phone and reader wants his attention so she makes him hang up to the person he’s talking to.

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word count: 1.946

Warnings: Not much plot, but loads of smut (rough, bit of spanking, bit of teasing, unprotected)

A/N: I turns out, I did have a Dean request among the Sherlock ones and just now I found out. 

Enjoy!

Originally posted by dean-winchester-crush

A case, a new threat, maybe just someone calling to say hi; it didn’t matter. She wanted attention, and she wanted it in that exact moment. He was at the library, and she was just at the door, preparing herself to get what she wanted.

“Yeah, sure…” Dean replied listlessly to whoever was on the other side of the line. He was writing something on a piece of paper, and (Y/N) didn’t mind to read it. “OK, yeah…” He continued.

(Y/N) took the pen (or was it a pencil?) out of his hand, throwing it behind her back, then she scrunched the piece of paper and threw it away as well, taking its place on the table to sit. Dean watched every move she made with his lips parted and his eyes focused.

“Jody, I will uh… I have to go…” And with that, Dean hanged up the phone.

“That was easier than expected.” She flirted.

“If my girl comes here wearing that… Everything is easy.” Dean whispered.

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I Love Her

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Perfect Masterlist


  I sat on the stage, a room about a quarter full of people sitting in front of me, taking pictures and videos. Jared was running a little late for our breakfast panel so I decided to head out and entertain the crowd until he got here. Before it would have freaked me out being on the stage by myself but I found myself enjoying the thrill. 

  Hands went up around the room to ask me questions that I surely wasn’t prepared to answer. I had my grande black coffee that Y/N had picked me up this morning while she let me sleep in. I was still exhausted from filming in past few weeks before hiatus and she always made my life a little easier when the time came around. 

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Push Rewind

summary: 2009!phan where they have skype sex and their first time together, and phil is just a caring guy that wants dan to have fun and feel safe

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: blowjobs, skype sex, anal sex, good boyfriend!lester asking for consent every so often

word count: 3332 (yeS)

read on ao3!!!

a/n: i wrote this like two years ago, but i was rly proud of it at the time and i never got around to posting it until now!! it’s been polished and some parts have been rewritten, but otherwise it should be good to go! i hope you guys enjoy it :) tomorrow or the day after i should have the start of a cool chaptered fic posted, so stay tuned for that. okay love you, i hope you like it <3

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Here's some fluffy Jeddy for ya'll! 😄

Ok so this is based on that soul mates AU where your soul mate’s hair color is the colour of your eyes. Your eyes also change colour to match their hair if they dye it.


James hated his soul mate. Who even changes there hair color five times a day? To be honest, the person seemed pretty cool and James loved all the attention he got, but waking up at 2 am to have a very late midnight snack and being scared out of your skin when you look into the mirror on your way back because your eyes are suddenly a bright  bubblegum pink is not so cool.

James was pretty sure he was dead when he felt someone jump on top of him. He opened an eye and Lily shrieked immediately. “Your soul mate’s a punk! Honestly, who has yellow hair?” Lily asked, laughing hysterically.  

“I can’t go to your party like this! What is wrong with this person! Oh and happy birthday by the way…” James sat up, scratching his hair and yawning.

“Hah! You remembered!  Don’t worry big bro your soul mate changes their  hair every hour, It’ll be neon green by night! Lily said, before running away as James threw a perfectly aimed pillow at her.

“I didn’t get you a present!” James shouted after Lily  as she closed the door to his bedroom behind her.

James groaned and buried is face into his pillow. He hated getting up early. And most of all he hated taking a shower.

It was a Sunday morning and he couldn’t believe he was already in the shower. 8 am was just too early. It’s Lily birthday, he thought to himself, everybody’s going to be there at the party. No, he had to look presentable.

He dried himself up with a flick of his wand and got dressed quickly. He wasn’t joking about not having a present for Lily yet. What do you even give to annoying little 16 year old girls on their birthdays?

James decided Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes would be the best choice, it was his and Lily’s favourite shop after all, he also hadn’t visited his uncles Fred and George in a while.

He apparated to Diagon Alley and was greeted by a bunch of Weasley kids.

“Hey James!” Rose waved towards him “You’re going to Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes too, aren’t you?  We could all go together!”

“Sure!” James said, walking towards the the noisy little group.

Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes was tightly packed with young witches and wizards as always. James caught a glimpse of his uncle Fred demonstrating a new trick to an excited group of kids. He walked over to where the dung bombs were kept and found his uncle Sirius (technically they were his granddad’s best friends but grand uncle sounded quite weird…Sirius agreed with him) there looking way more excited than the kids uncle Fred was with. Remus was standing behind him looking defeated.

“What do you even do with dung bombs?” James asked, walking towards them with a wide grin. Sirius was his favourite uncle.

“Oh don’t ask. He drags me here every month!” Remus said, glaring at Sirius.

“You’re going to be there at the party too, right?” James asked, picking up 6 dung bombs in one hand.

“Yeah sure, we’ll be there!” Sirius and Remus said together.  

“Love the turquoise eyes, James! Bet they were bright yellow just this morning.” Sirius said, winking at James and then quickly turning to Remus with a knowing smirk.

“How do you know?” James asked, he was sure they knew something he didn’t.

“Oh, forgot we said anything! We’ve got to go now! See you at the party, James!” Remus was now walking away from James, full speed, dragging Sirius behind him, who was waving at James.

James sighed. Real weird family he had…but he loved ever last one of them, even if they were total nut cases.

James knew Lily loved dung bombs and he was quite proud of her to be honest. She could be really annoying sometimes, but James and Lily got along really well. The amount of hexes Lily knew made James really proud and scared him at the same time.

It was almost time for the party, James had spent half the day brewing up a hurricane in his closet. He had finally settled on his favourite black tee which said ‘Mischief Managed’ on the front in gold. He had charmed it to work like an exact replica of the Marauder’s Map but only the person wearing it could use it. It wasn’t that useful, but James loved it. He looked into the mirror, his eyes were indeed a beautiful mix of green and blue. This he could live with.

“People are going to be here any moment now, James! - Oh hello, Scorpius!” Albus sounded really excited. James was sure he had something going on with that Malfoy kid.

James apparated downstairs, ( why walk when you can apparate, right? ) the hall looked amazing. Their mom had gone a bit overboard decorating the place. Christmas was around the corner and so Lily’s birthday party was Christmas themed. They had even bought a tree and the roof was charmed to look like the night sky with soft snowflakes falling occasionally and disappearing into thin air before falling to the floor. A bunch of mistletoe hung around every corner, and trays with cups of hot chocolate flew around the hall.

James got himself a cup and then proceeded to blast some muggle rock music, which he and Lily adored, in the highest possible volume at which the neighbours wouldn’t consider calling the police.

In half an hour the room was tightly packed with people. James went over to where his grandparents were. He found Sirius and Remus next to them. Remus was an exceptionally good dancer, he noted with a grin.

“Hey dads!” he heard someone call form behind him. As he turned around to have a look at who this person was, he felt time freeze. The person before him was just a bit taller than him, he had a beanie on but the blue-green hair peaking out from the front of it was unmistakable.

James spent the next few minutes staring at Teddy as he talked to Sirius and Remus. He had never really seen Teddy before…well, actually he might have, when they were kids, but he didn’t remember. Teddy was quite scrawny actually, but in a really cute way. He had really long lashes but James couldn’t really make out his eye colour. He so hoped that they were dark brown.

“Hey James! You haven’t met Teddy yet, right? Come over here!” Sirius was full on smirking at him now, he had one arm around Teddy’s shoulder and Teddy was looking straight at him. For a moment James couldn’t breath. And going by Teddy’s face he looked like he couldn’t either. His lips were slightly apart and James could swear he was blushing a bit. As James walked over to right in front of Teddy, he could see his eyes were the exact shade of really dark brown as his hair.

“Hello Teddy… I mean I’m Teddy..uh hi!” Teddy said, extending a hand towards James. James shook his hand, they were still staring at each other and it took James a bit (way too much actually) longer than it should have to realise that they were still holding hands and he hadn’t said a word.

“Uh I-I’m James, nice to meet you Teddy!” James couldn’t control the blush that was slowly creeping up to his cheeks. He abruptly let go of Teddy’s hand and ran it though his hair, which he had spent hours on to make it look perfectly messy.

“James…” Teddy repeated his name, just loud enough for James to hear. Hearing his name on Teddy’s lips made him want to kiss him senseless right in front of his family. He decided he couldn’t trust himself enough, he had to go find Lily.

“I-l’ve got to go find Lily…see you around Teddy!” he turned around and disappeared into the crowd. He could hear Teddy asking him to wait but he needed to get away before he dragged Teddy into a room or something.

“Lily, help.” James was out of breath when he found Lily.

“So Teddy Lupin, huh?” Lily turned to him with a smirk.

“Well. Yes, and how do you know? And why is everyone smirking at me like that!? Ugh.” James buried his face into his hands.

“It’s my birthday, silly! He came to wish me, I noticed the turquoise hair, he’s cute. Now go kiss him!” Lily’s smirk was only getting more ridiculous.

“Merlin, LILY! I can’t just kiss him! I need a plan, ok?” James was beginning to get sick of that evil smirk.

“Ok here’s the plan. You go find him, ask him to dance. They I play some sick beat and you casually sneek him into your room and then you snog him for eternity!- Oh look there he is!” Lily had that mischievous spark in her eyes which she had gotten from her mother.

“Yeah, that sounds about right…wait, what?” James turned around and was pushed into someone. “Oops!” he herd Lily giggle behind him.

Suddenly he couldn’t think straight anymore. Strong arms were around him and his heart was in his throat.

“Are you ok, James?” Teddy whispered into his ear as he pulled him back up and took a step away from him.

He didn’t want him to move at all, James had gone all weak at the knees and was sure he’d fall if he didn’t find a support soon enough.

“willyoudancewithme?” he blurted out, resting his arm on the table next to him in the most awkward way possible.

“Um…what?” Teddy asked, in confusion. He looked really cute when he was confused.

““W-Would you like to dance with me?” James was trying not to stutter but Teddy was still staring at him.

“I’d love to!” Teddy exclaimed, laughing, and just as he pulled James close and placed his hands on his shoulder ‘Voices’ by ‘Cheap Trick’ started playing and everybody in the room whooped and clapped in approval. James cursed under his breath.

Teddy was a very very good dancer and James was struggling to keep up. Teddy was laughing into his ear as he pulled him closer still. James was falling for him every second.

“Can we go somewhere quite?” Teddy asked, weaving their fingers together. James could actually feel butterflies in his stomach.

“Sure, Follow me.” James led Teddy through the crowd of people towards his room. They were still holding hands and James was finding it hard to breathe.

“Um…this is my room.” James said, opening the door.

Teddy stared at him for a while and then pushed him into the room and pinned him to the back of the door in one fluid motion, closing the door shut in the process.

“Where were you all my life.” Teddy whispered, fixing him to the spot with his mesmerising gaze, it was impossible to look away.

“Where were you all my life” James whispered back. Teddy was too close to him. Their bodies were pressed together in all the right place, there was absolutely no space between them.

“Let’s talk later ok?” Teddy said before kissing him slowly at first, savouring each second.

James felt fireworks explode in his heart. He had never been kissed before, and this was the most amazing feeling in the world. Teddy bit down on his lower lip gently and James just couldn’t control the little noises that were escaping his lips. Teddy’s tongue was in his mouth and James had his fingers  tangled in his hair, gripping it tight enough to make Teddy moan in a way that was driving him crazy. Every kiss was like a promise for more to come, little glimpse of the eternity they had before them.

When they finally broke, apart both of them were gasping for air.

“Your eyes are bubblegum pink.” Teddy was giggling now, their foreheads touching.

“Your hair is bubblegum pink.” James laughed along with Teddy, twisting his body so that it was now Teddy who was pinned to the door.

“You’re going to have to visit a lot more frequently from now on.” James said, nibbling on his lower lip.

“Hmm, looks like I will be visiting quite frequently.” Teddy replied, pulling James into a hug.

I hope you like it! 😄😄😄 requests are always open 😊

The Serpent Or Me - Part 1 (Bughead/Serpent!Jughead x Serpent!Reader)

Jughead has never cared about fitting in, as long as he has Betty and the gang he knows he has his place in Riverdale. However, Southside High has brought him an odd comfort and new friends very easily. The serpents have taken him under their wing, one in particular y/n has started to show him how things work in the gang. Jughead starts to grow a fondness for y/n that feels uneasy, he’s stuck between two worlds. Where or who should he choose?

Characters/Pairings: Jughead x Betty, Serpent!Reader.

Warnings: Kissing.

Word Count: 2140.

Notes: Firstly I’m sorry this is out later than planned, I’ve been teasing this piece for way too long. Secondly I stuggled a bit getting into Jughead’s POV style. I think this just gives me an excuse to rewatch the season again and pick up on his narration style. Finally if you have any suggestions on where you think this should go let me know, I have the next 2 parts planned but I am intrigued to see where you think it will go. Collabing is my fave! Anyway, enjoy.

Masterlist.

Originally posted by littelmix

Jughead’s POV

Southside High was certainly rough around the edges. Riverdale was a beauty in comparison.

The metal detectors were new to me, I’d never been searched to go to class before. It was a sign of the times, I guess. Just another new thing to get used to. I headed to my locker, headphones on and eyes to the ground. I was still the new kid after all. I took out my math textbook and a copy of ‘Of Mice And Men’ for English, luckily I’d read it at Riverdale so I wouldn’t be unprepared. I checked my phone, killing time before first period. Betty had already text me twice, despite us being on the phone only twenty minutes before.

Betty: Riverdale feels weird without you Jug. I miss you :( xx

Betty: I can’t wait to see you again. Friday can’t come quick enough xx

Me: I miss you too Bets. Being the new kid is strange. Friday is going to get me through though. Can’t wait to see you x x

At Riverdale, I may have been the outcast but I had Betty Cooper by side. Betty was the strongest person I had ever known, I knew if anyone could handle this distance it was her. I had moved here to keep her safe, I just hoped she wouldn’t get herself into trouble. Considering the current state of affairs that was the town of Riverdale however, trouble could be anywhere we turned.

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Polish Gothic: Łódź Edition
  • There is a boat in the coat of arms. There is no sea nor large river anywhere near. Ex navicula navis. You wonder where would that boat go if it weren’t land-locked.
  • In winters air turns to pure poison. You breathe in, air feels fresh. Woman next to you wears a gasmask.
  • Derby is coming, so you don’t leave your home. From the window you observe police cars pass by, you stop counting at eight. The monsters are out, bloodthirsty. They hunger. You double check the locks.
  • There is now a tunnel under the city. You peek inside. You wonder if those that enter, come out the same. When you drive through, you try to not look. Lights slide against your eyelids. 
  • Old ruins is where hipsters run, or at least they look like it. What crawls under their skin, you don’t know. Soon their colourful nest will be gone, it is on attractive grounds and some see a skyscraper here. You wonder where will creatures resembling hipster go.
  • Trams and buses pass you by. The older the vehicle is, the further away it will take you. Away from the city, into the unknown. Sometimes you see the tram that could just as well be functional during nazi occupation. Where is it going to take you, if you were to enter?
  • Magenta, Cyan and Yellow flood your senses. Everything bleeds in primary colours.
  • An old railway station got rebuilt. It’s now always empty. There is an empty bus that circles between this station and the airport. The airport is empty as well. Ghosts need to leave this city, but this privilege is not for you.
  • There is art on walls. You don’t understand, but such were always things with art. Somehow it doesn’t surprise you. The colourful splashes help hide the rot.
  • Everything was a factory once. You walk the city. You wonder if you were part of a factory at some point in the past. Sound of tram passing by resemble sound of old machinery and you feel calm.
  • There is man standing at the Freedom Square . His stare is judgmental. You can’t escape it. You were never free anyway.
  • Old woman at the bus stop shows you photos. Black and white, of bad quality, you barely recognize your own city, and yet you know. This is it. The Past, such strange concept, as how can the past exist if you live in it?
  • Cranes are rising above the rot. They must feel so proud, trying to raise above all the crumbling buildings, reducing them to dust.
  • There is no Old Town. What people call Old Town is barely seen, doesn’t compare at all to glorious Old Towns of Kraków or Wrocław or Gdańsk. This city is not old at all. Towns surrounding it are much older. There used to be more, but anything younger got devoured by metropolis. Only old ones still stand, borders pressing against each other painfully.
  • Once upon a time you could go into the market and buy anything. Now the witches that traded their fares here are caged in glass and steel. You miss old times, when you passed by an old woman selling things you never saw before. You dreamed of those things for weeks, but now all of this is gone.
  • You sometimes ask yourself what would happen if Nazis stayed a little longer. You fear the answer. When new tram tracks were set, workers found bodies of Jews from occupation times. 
  • On cold autumn evening, lights flash across buildings. The Museum of Archeology and Ethnography crumbles in front of your very eyes. It rises again. People grin in the darkness and leave. There are lifeless lights hiding in the park on this very day. You are not sure if it’s safe to look.
  • Unicorn Stable, they call it. You never saw any unicorn, and yet rainbow falls on your irises. Here, many just pass by, it’s a mere tram station. Maybe if one were to wait a little longer, one could see something otherwordly. More people get in and out of trams, cars around you move slowly. Nobody stops to look for unicorns. Maybe that’s why they are gone.
  • You walk in the park, between your feet goes the line that once separated world of living and dying. Litzmannstadt Ghetto Border. You are straddling a thin line between world of living and the dead, as you know no one survived life on the side your right foot stands on, dying in gas chambers or out of overwork. You glance to the right and shopping mall greets your eyes, another old factory remade.
  • The city is dying and you can feel it. Years earlier it has been second largest city in Poland. Now you don’t even want to check. The rot is everywhere, but you’re not sure if it will ever truly die. “Promised Land” will live, even when all the citizens will be dead.
Golden Feathers

Summary: You feel like you’ve known Bucky Barnes all your life. But, you soon realise, there’s more to your secret crush than meets the eye

Pairing: Angel!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2343

Warnings: just so much fluff i can’t breathe

A/N: I’ve worked on this all day and, honestly, I’m just gonna frame it and put it up on my wall, that’s how proud of it I am XD Thank you so much to the Anon that requested, I love this idea! I hope y’all like it ^_^

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Originally posted by ditchthevillian

Bucky Barnes is one of those friends that you don’t even remember meeting. You know, that one friend that, one day, you realise that you had never even met them, you’d just indefinitely hung out.

But what you did know, was that Bucky was your best friend. And your crush.

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NCT 127 reaction to you blushing easily

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Anon: Could you do a 127 reactions where their s/o blushes really easily. Like if they catch them staring at them they blush, or like if they do cute couple things their face gets bright red. Thanks ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I hope this is okay anon! I haven’t written for a while and technically I shouldn’t be posting this right now, but oh well lmfao😂Hope you like it anyway! Also thank you for 4k again! Thank u for everything❤️❤️❤️ <3


Taeil:

Originally posted by taeiloves

Taeil would notice your tendency quite quickly and would try to make you blush as much as he could without making it too obvious lmfao ok. He wouldn’t point it out, he wouldn’t tease you about it nor would he try to embarrass you; but very quickly, he’d notice how easy it was to make you blush and what kind of things would start you off. Like Taeyong, it’d make him feel really good in your relationship, as if he was doing something right and it was working. He’d watch you dotingly, a small smile playing on his lips, as you hid your face in your hands and turned beet red. It would get to the point where he literally couldn’t help but make you blush all the time, especially if he starting singing and serenading you. Sometimes, if you were blushing over something like other people telling you how lucky you were to have Taeil as a boyfriend, or how well he could sing basically blushing over other people gushing over Taeil lol idk it I made it clear enough, he’d coo and pinch your cheeks, finding it adorable about how you reacted. It’d also be very confidence-boosting for Taeil that you only blushed at his words and his compliments and his actions, not anyone else’s - he’d feel quite special.


Johnny:

Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

Probably the member to tease you the most about this lmfao johnny y r u so mean :(( jks. He’d laugh and point out your blushing cheeks, asking whether or not they were because of him. It’d only make you blush even harder, covering your face with your hands as you tried to hide your cheeks. He’d mimic your protests and defences, flapping his hands about frantically and putting on a silly voice. He’d tease you and imitate you in the moment, but later on when he’s alone, or in times where you weren’t together because of his schedule, he’d think back to moments like these and appreciate them. Eventually you’d both calm down eventually, him reassuring you that he was only teasing and didn’t mean it. But he’d definitely start bringing it up randomly throughout the rest of the day, just to make you blush and stutter again. Being the big masculine guy he is lmfao who am I kidding?, he wouldn’t tell you, or anyone in fact, this, but he’d really like how you blush easily. Not because it gave him an excuse to tease you, but because it just meant you really really liked loved him, and he’d really appreciate that.


Taeyong:

Originally posted by taeyongworld

I’m honestly unsure on how Taeyong would be like in a relationship in the first place. On the one hand, he might be able to confide and trust in his significant other easily, opening up to them and being very affectionate and loving. But I also see him as finding communication in your relationship hard, so sometimes he’d close himself off instinctively and distance himself, unsure of his affections and compliments. So, he might react to an easily-blushy S/O in different ways. He might find it a reassuring sign, something that’d boost his self confidence a bit and make him feel special. He wouldn’t tease you like some of the other members, but if you were around them at the same time and they caught you both blushing, there wouldn’t be an end to their teasing (for both of you too lol). He’d blush along too, biting his lip subconsciously and giggling at you. His other reaction might be that he finds it quite awkward and not really have a reaction. If it were early in your relationship, he’d find it even more awkward, not knowing how to react or what to do or say. It’d look like he didn’t care or didn’t like it, but really, he would - he would just be unsure on how to react without making things awkward or doing something stupid.


Yuta:

Originally posted by taei

He’d spot the colour change your face even before you noticed yourself. Smirking to himself, he’d compliment you just a little bit more, giggling at your hushed thank-you’s and smiles. Eventually, he’d just have to do something to tease you though, leaning down closer to you so his face was only a few inches away. He’d stare at you lovingly, watching as you looked down and your sweaty palms. His hands would cup your cheeks, but quickly retreat as he hissed, blowing cool air on his hands. “Ahhh! Y/N! Why are you cheeks burning so hot? I nearly burnt myself!” He’d tease you playfully, acting as if his hands were actually burnt from touching your skin. You’d gawp back at him, hitting him on his shoulder lightly, rolling your eyes annoyingly but still smiling. He’d laugh, head thrown back, enjoying how you played along and weren’t offended, before bringing you into a tight hug and swaying you from side to side squealing with laughter. His reaction would honestly be so cute and fluffy and he wouldn’t be able to help but fuss and gush over you.


Doyoung:

Originally posted by dovounq

At first, Doyoung wouldn’t even realise it was blushing. He’d honestly think you were sick or something, looking at you weirdly when you blushed after literally everything he said. He’d be just telling you how he’s proud of the work you’ve been doing for college, praising your writing and hard work, when you started blushing furiously. Doyoung always had a way with words that made them feel more genuine and sincere than anyone else could. But he’d be oblivious of his effect over you, not thinking that his words could make you feel those kinds of things. Raising an eyebrow suspiciously, he’d stop talking and would place the back of his hand on your forehead to check if you had a fever or were ill. “Are you alright, Y/N? Why are you so red?” He’d laugh awkwardly; for once, he wouldn’t actually understand what was going on. You’d hum a reply of reassurance, but your face would only turn pinker at his touch. Eventually, it’d click and he’d realise what was going on. It’d be a little awkward, him looking away from you quietly in thought. Yeah he’d find you cute, but he wouldn’t be able to see the signs and would feel bad for it (honestly it’d always end up like this, but he’d get over it quickly and it wouldn’t feel awkward anymore :) )


Jaehyun:

Originally posted by jihansoul94

Honestly, he’d find it really hard not to blush too, but would try to contain them just to look cool and chill about it. He’d be a little cocky about it, boasting about it to his members and trying to make them jealous about it. In the moment, he’d want to blush and be flustered too, but would hold back and try to make the most of the situation. He wouldn’t tease you but would just keep trying to make you blush. Playing with your hair, complimenting your clothes, holding your hand and kissing your cheek innocently, were all ways he tried to make you blush, all of which, succeed. Eventually, I think he’d get too embarrassed and wouldn’t be able to hold back in shyness and blushes, so would bury his face into your neck and blushing deeply. This’d only make you blush harder too, gasping suddenly the swift action and skin contact. There’d be a lot of giggling and teasing, and very playful; it’d always end up like this too, no matter how hard he tried to not let his guard down.  


WinWin:

Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts

Sicheng would be the type to apologise every time he made you blush. He’d blush along too, and probably accidentally make the situation more awkward than it had to be. I don’t think he would really know how to act or what to say to make things better, but everything he did try would be genuine and sincere. He’d be quite flustered and probably blush harder and a deeper shade of pink than you! You’d kind of have to take the initiative in these kind of situations and change the conversation subject or something. If you were around other people, the members in particular, the situation would be a little different. WinWin would probably say something quite sassy and sarcastic if anyone started teasing you for your easily flustered state. He’d be jealous if anyone else other than himself managed to make you blush; it’d probably be the only times where he’d get jealous in general too. Deciding to grab your attention and affection, he’d become very clingy and affectionate, which wouldn’t help the situation and only make you, and him, blush even more and even harder.


Mark:

Originally posted by nct-marklee

He’d be a lot like Doyoung, finding your easily initiated blushes weird and worrying. Although he’d absolutely love it when you blushed at his compliments or touches, he’d be confused and worried when it started happening all the time. Honestly, he’d feel a little bit insulted and offended. You’d not only blush at his words, but also the words of other people including his members. It’d make him doubt your relationship momentarily before he knocked some sense into himself and told himself not to think like that. However, when it got into the further months of your relationship and you were still blushing so easily and frequently like that, he’d be irritated. He’d think that his words and compliments no longer had an effect on you and things that were supposed to be more heartfelt and sincere, were just getting the same usual reaction from you as the smaller gestures did. Why were you still so sensitive and easily flushed this far into your relationship? He’d confront you about this maturely, asking if you were uncomfortable with him or if there was something going on. After a few words of reassurance and explaining how it was literally just something you instinctively did, he’d feel more relaxed and comfortable about it (and be able to enjoy your blushing more too!)


Haechan:

Originally posted by dovounq

Contrary to what a lot of people would write him to be like, Haechan would find your blushing state infectious and would quickly flush bright pink whenever you blushed. He’s still really young and would be a little shy in your relationship when it came to the cutesy-sickly-romantic-stuff-that-couples-just-have-to-so. Especially if another member pointed out your blushing, he’d find it hard to not blush too. He’d never use it against you like some of the other members though. Sure, he’d tease you a lot about a lot of things, but never about you blushing. It’d be something he actually rather liked, although you might find it in embarrassing; it’d make your relationship so easily romantic and cute and adorable, which would be something he’d worry about being “bad” at sometimes.

polymathema  asked:

♖: Soulmates can feel each other’s emotions

One night halfway through Sixth at Ilvermorny, Percival wakes up suddenly. Phantom pain prickles down his spine, a terrible hunger echoes through his bones, and an awful dizzy confusion blankets everything. It isn’t before the sun has risen and his room is dusted in gold that it all recedes, and he’s left with a whisper of contentment, a hot curl of happiness in his belly, and exhaustion that blankets him heavily. His soulmate has been born.

The rest of Sixth is hell, because he keeps falling asleep at the most inopportune moments and his mood swings between cranky and exhausted all the time. His dormmates find it hilarious, and someone gifts him a baby bottle and pacifier for Yule.

Still, the knowledge that his soulmate is just a baby lights a fire beneath him. He will look after them, he will take care of them. It drives him, this innocent child who feels soft emotions; he receives echoes of warmth, of quiet simple happiness, of the peaceful calm of an infant’s sleep. He wants to protect and cherish his soulmate’s gentle innocence, and it’s this drive to protect that turns him to Auror training.

The first time he grew angry, truly angry, after that was when he was nineteen and a brand-new Trainee Auror. Junior Auror Frye, to whom he’s assigned, refuses to listen to him when everything inside him is screaming that the warehouse they’re about to raid isn’t as empty as it seems. “What would you know?” Frye says with a sneer. He’s resentful, because Percival showed him up in front of Director Harkaway earlier that week. Despite Percival’s misgivings, they burst into the warehouse anyway. Trainee Auror Hardewicke is killed, and Junior Auror Frye loses his left eye.

Once the overwhelming fury subsides, he presses his hands into his stomach. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he whispers, as if his soulmate could hear him.

His soulmate’s emotions are indistinct still, childish half-formed things. Percival’s anger and impotent rage has frightened them; he can feel the trembling fear, like a shivering animal trying to hide.

Except this time, unlike the handful of times when his soulmate has felt afraid before, the fear doesn’t reside. It grows stronger. Fear, and confusion, and the very real feeling of loss that builds in his chest until he can’t breathe. He has to take two days leave before he can even get out of bed, and still the awful grief trails him. Something awful has happened to his soulmate, and the impotent rage threatens to consume him again, because he can’t do anything to help the little life he promised to protect.

His soulmate’s childhood passes in this way. The fear slowly gives way to dull acceptance, heavy melancholy, and above all, roiling self-hatred. It grows worse in the evenings, and every Sunday Percival is confined to his bed, hardly daring to breathe in case it nudges the awful knot of pain, terror, and loathing that has settled beneath his breastbone.

It is around this time that his soulmate disappears for hours on end. The first time it happens Percival nearly faints, thinking his soulmate is dead. He is alone in his emotions for the first time in six years. Some hours later, his soulmate returns, exhausted and angry. Percival weeps then, full of fear. Don’t go, don’t go, he tries to beg his soulmate. There is no answer but the habitual sorrow that blankets his soulmate’s every action. The episodes of blankness happen again, and again, and again. He has no idea what they could be.

Percival tries to compensate for his little love’s overwhelming misery. He works himself to the bone, solving case after case, chasing the sensation of righteous justice that flares inside him when the criminals he arrested are declared guilty. He graduates from Auror training with flying colours and fierce pride in his chest.

His soulmate’s tenth birthday arrives and he waits with baited breath for their joy when they receive their Ilvermorny letter. But there is nothing; the usual sadness, shame, and grief echo in the marrow of his bones. For the first time, Percival wonders if he soulmate is a Squib, but resolves that he doesn’t care. He will find his soulmate when they are old enough, and he will give them enough joy to drown out the echoes of this miserable childhood.

He is promoted from Junior Auror to Senior in a handful of years, and savage joy leaps in his chest every time he sits at his own desk to himself in a corner of the bullpen. He hopes his soulmate feels his positive emotions just as keenly as Percival can feel their misery, and so every morning he lingers over the sight of his badge that reads Senior Auror Graves, trying to conjure up the sensation of pride, of joy, of determination.

I am proud of you, he tries to tell his soulmate through his emotions. I will find you. I will make you happy.

The years pass. He doesn’t find his soulmate. The echoed emotions he feels become muted and dull. His soulmate turns seventeen but feels no joy. Percival wishes keenly that he could find them, pepper them with the love they’ve been so starved of their entire life save those blissful early years.

Although his soulmate is now of age, Percival can’t bring himself to partake in the amorous dalliances that are common in unmatched witches and wizards. Even though he no longer has any moral compunctions, he can’t bear to hurt them. He wakes up some nights flushed with a lust that isn’t his own, toes curling and belly clenching for a touch on his cock. The first time he tried to take himself in hand through that dizzying haze, his desire echoing his soulmate’s echoing his, there’s a sudden snap of emotion and clarity before he’s drowning in a sea of horror and disgust, the ever-present shame and loathing growing stronger.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he whispers, winding his arms around his ribs and thinking of love, of forgiveness, of safety. Slowly, his soulmate’s emotions recede, and they fall back to sleep.

Percival gains a reputation among the rest of the Aurors of being utterly unflappable. The truth is that he doesn’t want to make his poor soulmate feel any worse than they already do every day. His insatiable drive to protect, as well as his reputation of having nerves of steel aids him professionally, and at the age of thirty-four, he’s promoted to Director of Magical Security when Director Harkaway retires. He lingers on the feeling of joy for days. His soulmate’s life is devoid of it, otherwise.

He is beginning to lose hope he will ever find his soulmate. He’s not even sure if they’re in the same time zone as he is. Senior Auror Sunbowe’s soulmate was on the other side of the planet before they found one another, and she’s mentioned how she’d feel tired and ready to sleep halfway through the day, and wake up halfway through the night. Percival’s soulmate is weary at all hours.

The only good thing that comes of his imprisonment under Grindelwald is that there is something in his soulmate’s life causing them to feel hope for the first time since those handful of years when he was a teenager. It flutters weakly at his breast like a wounded bird, and Percival hopes fervently that, wherever they are, his soulmate’s awful life is about to get better.

It’s a stupid hope. Their entire life has been nothing but agony and misery. Why should this be any different?

The periods of blankness become longer and more frequent. One night, he is woken from sleep by all-consuming rage and terror so incandescently bright that he manages to break through the seven layers of wards Grindelwald’s wrapped him in, and apparate straight to the office of Seraphine Picquery, where he blessedly loses consciousness.

He wakes up three days later in hospital, Junior Auror Porpentina Goldstein wringing her hands nervously at the foot of his bed. He listens to her explanation with half an ear.

He is once again alone. There is no familiar echo of emotion in his bones, no whisper of sadness inside his skull. His soulmate doesn’t come back to him. Recovery is made longer by the crushing loneliness that dogs his steps and consumes him when the Healers turn the lights off each evening.

It is months before Percival wakes up in the middle of the night, back at his apartment. A steady thrum of quiet emotion trembles at his fingertips. Hope, uncertainty, weariness. He lurches out of bed and opens his front door.

A boy – young man – stands on his doorstep, thin and in need of a haircut, his face all sharp angles and liquid feline eyes. Hope blooms inside Percival’s chest, answered by a hushed thrill and a tremulous smile on the young man’s face.

“Hello,” the young man says.

“Hello,” Percival replies.

Return to the Isle ( Part 4)

Title: Return to the Isle.

Originally posted by descendantsource

Author: Gráinne x

Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader

Synopsis: Part 4 to my Harry Hook Mini Series. Found Here.
Reader eventually comes face to face with Harry Hook on the Isle of the lost.

A/N: I swear I don’t mean to be so late with these posts. But I’m just a lazy person. But here we go… finally. Lol I hope you enjoy let me know what you think and I’ve a feeling we might have two more parts to come. Love Always G xx 💜

Part One / Part Two / Part Three /


Y/N lay on Carlos’ bed sketching away, coloured pencils everywhere. Three in her hair, two in her hand, one her mouth it was just pencils everywhere. She could hear Carlos mumbling something about “it not being the right time” but Y/N was so busy with the new sketches she barely paid any attention.

Until Mal burst through the door, flashes from the cameras caught Y/Ns attention as she glanced up to see a flustered Mal.
“Hey Mal” Y/N gleamed

Before she could answer the news caught Mal’s attention
“Mal must be counting the days until the Royal Cotillion, when she will officially become a Lady of the Court.”

Mal grabbed the remote in anger cutting off the news.

Y/N glanced at Carlos worried. “Whoa, easy girl”

Mal still frustrated and upset lashed out. “What? You think this is so easy? You don’t have people taking your photo every time you open your mouth to say Boo! I mean it’s not like I could even say Boo. But you know what I mean… I’m sorry”

Y/N sat up right on the bed, sketches long forgotten. Something had clearly spooked Mal.
“Don’t you guys ever miss screaming at people and just making them run away from you?” she asked.

Y/N stood from the bed and made her way over to comfort Mal, she wrapped her in a big hug and whispered in ear so only Mal could hear. “Yes”

Mal smiled weakly at Y/N knowing how much she missed Harry.

“You’re thinking of my Mother, and I was usually on the other end of that. So, not really no.” Carlos finished.

Carlos stood and made his way over to the two girls “Did you bring it?”
Y/N confused looked at Mal, then at Carlos, back to Mal and back at Carlos again. 
“Am I missing something?” she asked pointing between Mal and Carlos.


Before either one could answer the sound of the door opening caught their attention. Definitely wasn’t anyone they were expecting.

Chad crept through the door expecting no one to be in the room, trying and failing to sneak into the room unsuspected. When he finally managed to close the door as quietly as possible he turned to face the room, where he was met with three very confused and annoyed faces.

“Hi.” Chad blushed
“Just came to use your 3D printer won’t be a sec”
Y/N put her hand up to stop Chad from moving any further “Hold on”
“How’d you get a key to Carlos’ room?”
“Oh I printed it off the last time I was in here” He smirked, proudly

Carlos looking torn between confused and unamused “Uhh…?”
Chad picking up on the confusion finished the story “You guys were sleeping. Look I just…”
“CHAD” Y/N shouted cutting Chad off mid-sentence.
“You can’t go around breaking into other people’s rooms.”

“It’s just Carlos, your printer is so much better than mine, and you install these hacks and everything runs so much smoother than mine and –“
Carlos who was fuming at this stage pointed at the door “OUT NOW”
Chad clearly not picking up on Carlos’ anger tried to stall “Fine, fine”

Chad sulked back heading for the door. Y/N glanced at Mal shaking her head. “Chad!”
Chad faced the group hoping they’d let him use the printer. “What? Hmm?”
“Leave the Key” Y/N said walking towards Chad, holding out her hand
Chad sighed and placed the key in Y/N’s hand before sulking out of the room.

 
When Y/N faced the two she could see they were in a deep conversation. Y/N could hear Jane’s name and something about a potion and she immediately knew Carlos had asked Mal to make a truth gummie.

“Carlos. You don’t need a truth gummie to tell Jane how you feel” Y/N spoke

“Y/N’s right Carlos because this gummie is going to make you say the truth all the time no matter what. And the only reason we’re asking is because if I took that gummie right now, I would get myself sent back to the isle” Mal finished.

“Which not that it doesn’t sound appealing…” Y/N broke off

Carlos stuck out his hand waiting for the gummie “I’ll take my chances”
Mal shuck her head, disappointed “Okay”
However, before Mal could hand it over Dude ate the gummie swallowing it whole.
Carlos clearly frustrated shouted at Dude “BAD DOG”
“Man that thing is nasty” Dude spoke

Mal, Carlos and Y/N stood with mouths open wide, shocked that Dude spoke.
“And you.. You just got to man up. And while you’re at it scratch my butt.”
Carlos looked at Mal fear in his eyes
“You heard him scratch his butt”
Carlos looked at Y/N pleadingly, Y/N threw her hands up backing away “Nope he’s your dog”
“You’re just going to leave me with him?”

Y/N grabbed her sketches and pencils quickly rushing out of the room with Mal in tow
“YUP” the two girls called out.

Y/N was so caught up in the romance novel that the loud bang scared her throwing her off the bed in fear. She peered over the edge of the bed curiously to see a sobbing Mal.
“Mal?” Y/N asked curiously brushing her knees as she stood.
“I don’t belong here” Mal cried grabbing clothes and bag quickly from under the bed.
“Tell me about it” Y/N snorted.
“I’m going back Y/N” Mal continued packing clothes, it was only until Y/N noticed the purple did she realise it was her old clothes, before she left the isle, before Auradon, before Ben.

“Seriously?” Y/N gulped, this was a chance for Y/N. To go back, to see Harry, to explain and to see Uma. Without another thought Y/N grabbed the bag from under her bed, already filled with the necessities.
“Let’s go then” she stated.

Mal stared at Y/N and then at the bag.
“You’ve been thinking about this for a while?” she pointed at the bag
Y/N sighed nodding “Yes but who was I going to tell, certainly not Evie. Now c’mon let’s go. Grab your mother”

Mal pierced a few holes in a cardboard box and grabbed her mother from the tank which she resided in.
“Let’s blow this popsicle stand”
“Hey” Y/N whined
“That’s my line.”

Y/N held on tightly to Mal as she drove the motorcycle to the edge of Auradon. She could see the Isle more clearly now. They were nearly home. Y/N handed Mal the spell book to get them across the water.
“Noble steed, proud and fair, you shall take me anywhere” Mal handed the book back to Y/N as she placed in the bag.
“Please work” Mal prayed

Y/N squealed as the motorcycle bounced a few times on the water before reaching the Isle and breaking through the barrier. The skidded to a halt in the lower town.
“Hey”
“Watch it!”
A few of the towns folk shouted and grumbled at the disturbance.
Y/N scoffed “BITE ME”
Mal turned to face Y/N grinning from ear to ear.
Y/N high fived Mal, they made it to the Isle again. Mal pushed off and drove towards the hideout.

Evie paced outside the door for a good few minutes. How could Y/N leave her here, how could Mal leave her here. She gripped the note tighter in her hands and pushed the door open to Ben’s office.
“Ben?”
Ben spun round to face Evie, face beaming.
“Evie! C’mon in” he waved her in.
Evie handed the note written in her sister’s hand writing to Ben
“They’ve gone back to the Isle.”
Ben sighed, sinking back into his chair.

“Ben…”
“This is all my fault. I blew it with Mal. She’s been under so much pressure lately, and instead of being understanding I just went all Beast on her. I have to go there and apologize. I have to go there and beg her to come back.”

Evie sighed she knew Y/N really wanted to go back to the Isle she didn’t realise how much though.
“Ben. You’ll never find her. I know Y/N has so many secret hideouts they could be in any of them. You need to know how the isle works and…” Evie trailed off as another idea hit her.

“You have to take me with you”
Ben grinned “YES! Uh are..are you sure?”
Evie nodded “Yes, Mal’s my best friend but Y/N’s my sister I need to find them both. Oh, we’ll bring the boys as well, because there’s safety in numbers. And none of us is too popular over there right now.”
Ben hugged Evie tightly “Thank you”

Evie pushed Ben back to make sure he understood her properly.
“Let’s get two things straight. You have to promise me that I won’t get stuck there again, or Y/N?”
Ben nodded “I promise”
“And there is no way you are going looking like that” Evie scoffed at his outfit.
Evie grabbed Ben to get some Isle clothes that would help him blend in.

Mal and Y/N made their way to Lady Tremaine’s Curl Up & Dye to get Mal’s old hair back.
“Place hasn’t changed” Y/N declared looking around the room as young Dizzy swept the floor blasting tunes in her kick ass headphones.
“Nope” Mal nodded
Dizzy eventually noticed the two standing in the doorway and as always, she was super excited.
“Mal. Y/N.” She hugged the two
“Is Evie back too?”
“As if!” Mal snorted. Y/N elbowed Mal to shut up.
“No Dizzy she hasn’t come with us. It’s just us.” Y/N smiled.


Y/N walked off taking a little tour of the place as Mal and Dizzy talked. She noticed the broken mirror which she and Harry broke when they took their paintball fight into the shop, Dizzy clearly liked the splats of colour as she added to the ones they created. Y/N’s heart twinged thinking about Harry. She was this close, finally back on the isle again.

“How far can I go?” Dizzy asked
“The works? I mean whatever makes me feel like me again. But you know…”
“Way worse?” Y/N butted in.
Mal winked at Y/N “Exactly”
Dizzy jumped with joy at the news “Yay”

 
Y/N sat on the chair filing her nails as she watched Mal get the whole treatment, first the hair, then her nails. After two and a half hours Dizzy spun Mal to face the broken mirror. Mal bent a little to look in the cracks. “There I am”

Y/N threw her feet off the table and stood up, “Eh Voila”

Mal handed Dizzy some money for her hard work. Dizzy was so shocked she smiled so brightly. “For me?”
Mal nodded “Yea, you earned it.”
Dizzy skipped over to the cash register to place it inside.

Y/N was grabbing her bags from the back when she heard the commotion. She made her way out from the back when a voice she longed to hear reached her ears. She knew Harry wouldn’t be able to see her from where she stood, but she could see him.
“Fork it over ye runt.” Dizzy handed the money to Harry pouting.
“Now the rest” Dizzy grumbled getting the rest out and handing it over too.

Y/N scooted around the pillars to avoid being seen by Harry. After all this time, and not being able to see him, and now she could, she didn’t know if she was ready.

“hmm.. Thank you” Harry grinned waltzing towards the door.
“Still running errands for Uma, or do you actually get to keep what you steal?” Mal snarked.
Harry stopped, and turned slowly to face Mal, grinning from ear to ear “Well, Well, Well. What a nice surprise”

Harry ran the hook through Mal’s hair.
“Hi Harry”
“Just wait till Uma hears your back. She’s never going to give you your old territory back.”
“Oh, well that’s okay! Because I will be taking it” Mal sniped back.
“I could hurt you” Harry threatened
“Not without her permission, I bet.”

Harry tutted and waltzed out towards the door again, a little glimmer in his peripheral caught his attention and he slowly turned to face it.

Harry’s breath got caught in his chest. Y/N was here too. Sitting on one of Dizzy’s chairs looking anywhere but at him. Trying to act like you didn’t care but he noticed your leg bouncing, the anticipation, the anxiousness it was killing you.

Y/N rose up from the chair and finally made eye contact with Harry, he stood there long enough staring, it was starting to bother her. She knew Dizzy and Mal was watching the interaction between you both, least you could cut the tension with a butter knife.

“Y/N/N?” Harry finally spoke.
Y/N walked towards Harry holding her hand out,
“Give it back”
Harry looked confused. There she stood looking brilliant and fabulous as ever.
Y/N grabbed Harry’s hand that held the money taking it with ease, he put up no fight. He was just glad you were back.
“Here Dizzy” Y/N handed the money back over. Dizzy grabbed the money and ran to hide somewhere safe.
“Your back” Harry spoke again.
“Yes. Now leave… please” Y/N motioned towards the door.
“But don’t you want to come back to Ursulas?”
“Yes. No. Yes. No. I don’t know yet Harry” Y/N shouted

Harry huffed. He stomped his foot in frustration, “Well when you know, you know where we are.”
Harry scoffed and stormed out.
Mal who watched it all placed a comforting hand on Y/N’s shoulder.
“Why don’t you go?”
Y/N shrugged “I don’t know, I guess I wasn’t ready to see him just yet.”

“Later Dizzy” Mal called out as she and Y/N left the salon. They made their way to the hideout. Mal threw a rock at the sign and lead Y/N up the steps. Y/N fell face first onto the sofa. She screamed into the cushions that only muffled her scream slightly.
Mal sat on the end waiting for Y/N to come around.
“What happened?”
Y/N peered out at Mal from under the cushions. “I think I love him Mal”



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Dating Mafia!EXO Would Include.

Yessss I live for mafia!exo and you write so wonderfully, thank you! If you had time/it was something you wanted to do, do you think you might do a “dating mafia!exo” for the members? Hope you have a great day!

Note: I hope you have a great day too! I have made this a little differently than the others but I still hope that you will love it anyway! Fighting~

Huang Zitao/ Tao| Kim Jongdae/ Chen| Park Chanyeol| Kim Junmyeon/ Suho| Kim Minseok/ Xiumin| Oh Sehun| Kim Jongin/ Kai| Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.| Byun Baekhyun| Zhang Yixing/ Lay| Lu Han| Wu Yifan/ Kris| Mafia!EXO|

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I also wanted to make a quick note (since I’m getting a lot of mafia requests at the moment) that some of the themes I am writing about are wrong, and you should always remember that while mafia AU can be fun to write fictitiously about, is NOT morally right in real life, it is equal to terrorism. I just wanted to make a quick reminder, and that I hope you are all living safely. Okay, moving onto the reaction!~

Park Chanyeol

  • This man is going to be the motivator of the mafia. He’s the most optimistic of the group of men, and acts almost like the glue, keeping them all together, this is going to be apparent when he is around you as well.
  • Dating as much as he can.
  • Even if it’s a five minute meal in a fast food restaurant
  • Or three hours exploring an art museum
  • He’s going to do his best for you.
  • He knows how difficult it is to be in the mafia and the cost of what each action he makes is which is why you’re always his first priority.
  • Even though he is tough in his job, he’ll always be much softer and sweeter with you.
  • His life in the mafia is going to stop him from living a normal life, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to try his best and bring as much normality into it as he possibly can
  • Dating Chanyeol is going to be difficult, there’s no sugar coating that, but it’l be worth it if you’re prepared to take the ride with him.

Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

  • Kyungsoo is a damaged man, as you can imagine.
  • Everything he’s seen, everything he’s done, and it’s highly unlikely that he’ll ever fully be able to clean the blood off his hands.
  • But he is always going to be sincere to you, even if he does have his issues.
  • He will more than likely be very worried about you a lot of the time because he knows how dangerous it is to fall in love in such a cruel business.
  • He will try and bring normality into you life by cooking meals for you whenever he can.
  • You’ll be the only person that he’ll open his emotions to, so sometimes he’ll come home after a job and just burst into tears in your arms. And though he rarely tells you what actually happened (to protect your innocent mind from his disturbed jobs) he will still lean on you emotionally.
  • Him giving you your first shot gun to protect yourself.
  • Him being proud of you when you beat Baekhyun in your first ever hand to hand combat training.
  • Him falling in love with you further and further every day.

Byun Baekhyun

  • Baekhyun takes his work very seriously, but when he’s around you he feels as though he can let out his less serious and more fun side.
  • Like Kyungsoo, he’s likely to lean on you when it comes to emotional support, and will like to have a lot of fun with you to distract his disturbed mind and traumas.
  • He likes to call you ‘Jagi’ or ‘Jagiya’ because it gives him some kind of security and makes him feel as though his life is normal, even if it is only for a little while.
  • His first gift to you on your first birthday being with him is a knife with your name engraved on it, he tells you to carry it around with you for protection as he worries endlessly about you.
  • Baekhyun can have the tendency to be very stubborn and set in his ways, and sometimes you’re the only one that can bring him back.
  • Him leaving notes over the house with ‘you can call me monster’ because he knows it makes you smile.
  • Him wearing clothes that you like because your opinion matters the most to him, even if the other members tease him for it.
  • If your relationship ever progressed (pregnancy, or marriage level) he would do everything in his power to get you and himself away from the mafia business.
  • His main goal now he’s with you is to make you happy and to provide for you in the best way he can. Even if it isn’t always clean.

Oh Sehun

  • Him being infatuated with you and loving to do things that involve you both doing ‘normal’ couple things because it makes him feel safe and secure.
  • Him getting really pissed off when he finds out that you’ve been meddling in his job.
  • “Am I protecting you for nothing?! You could have died!”
  • He can be harsh, but it’s because he cares about you the most, you’re all he has.
  • Him opening up to you about his feelings and emotions when he becomes more close with you and finally begins to trust you.
  • You finding his job kind of sexy and him never hesitating to boast about how manly he can be.
  • “Want me to show you how strong these hips really are, Jagi?”
  • Him giving you weapons training so you can protect yourself if you ever need to.
  • But it always turns into cuddles and fluff or passionate, open mouthed kisses that lead to you both making the surface of the weapons table impure.

Zhang Yixing/ Lay

  • Yixing is one of the more dangerous members, without a doubt.
  • With origins from China, he also knows a lot of dangerous people across Asia, all of which he is never going to introduce you to.
  • Because he knows how dangerous it would be, and he simply can’t lose you.
  • He finds himself confiding in you a lot about his work - something the others wouldn’t do. He does leave out some of the gory details, but he will admit to his wrong doing.
  • Unexpectedly, Yixing can get rather emotional and has been known to cry in front of you.
  • But it’s simply because he trusts you the most and he hates the idea of hiding anything from you. Sure, he’s in the mafia, but he still cares about you more than anything else in the world.
  • He’s teach you tricks that he has learnt being in the mafia, for example, cracking online codes or how to use a gun properly - his arms wrapped around you from behind as he helps you aim the gun towards the perfect point of the target.
  • “That was a perfect shot, baobei.”
  • Him living to the promise that he’ll take you away one day and you’ll both have a normal life.

Kim Jongdae/ Chen

  • Jongdae is a trusted worker, so he gets a lot of the more intense jobs.
  • Which can put a strain on his mental state, even when he’s with you - but that’s always solvable, and he’ll never do anything to hurt you.
  • Him being the protective kind of boyfriend.
  • And will not tolerate anyone trying to touch you or flirt with you whenever the two of you go out. Last time someone attempted that they earned a black eye and a bloody nose.
  • Even though he is against the law, he does have a sense of morality about him.
  • He knows what he’s doing is wrong, but that’s just the way his life is and he accepts that. What he wants now more than anything is to keep you safe.
  • “Stay with me, Jagi.”
  • He’ll be very insistent on taking you out on dates, especially to calming places like the beach where he can let out all of his frustrations and get everything off his chest.
  • Him treating you as much as he can because he knows how hard it must be for you to date someone in such a dangerous industry.

Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

  • When you and Minseok started dating, no one expected him to be serious about it.
  • It turned out that you were the most real thing he’d ever had in his life and he would give absolutely anything without hesitation to keep you safe.
  • He spent most of his career working alone but now he has you, he feels so much more secure even if you aren’t on missions with him.
  • “I only pretended like I was cool, I wasn’t - I cried alone, and I was depressed as hell. Now I have you, everything seems… okay.”
  • Him not being the best at opening up but soon learns to trust you.
  • The two of you being teased by the other members for the “activities” you get up to in the dorm bedrooms
  • But that’s only going encourage Minseok to do it more.
  • His “punk” style being incredibly sexy, and his hair is a different colour every few months. God bless the pink.
  • Him keeping close tabs on you to ensure you’re safe.

Huang Zitao/ Tao

  • Tao is the martial artist within the group and has the most experience when it comes to combat fighting
  • So be prepared for him to be incredibly strong
  • He is literally going to pin you down with a smirk because god knows you’re never going to get up unless Tao lets you.
  • “I’ve got you baobei~”
  • Even though he is a mafia worker, he is incredibly childlike and sweet around you - his mentality isn’t in a great state, but that doesn’t stop him from loving you.
  • He will buy you a lot of things, especially cuddly toys, somewhat for his benefit, but he loves the way your eyes light up as he offers you a stuffed animal.
  • “It’s cute”
  • “It reminded me of you.”
  • Him being the most sweet and caring man in the world but if anyone tried to hurt you he would beat their asses.

Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

  • Junmyeon is the leader of the mafia and therefore isn’t necessarily the best when it comes to stress levels and maintaining it.
  • Which is why he loves being around you - because you help him forget about all the worries he has.
  • “Did I ever tell you that you’re amazing jagi?”
  • He will keep you away from his job at all costs and doesn’t reveal much of what happens under his control
  • He wants to keep you safe more than anything.
  • You’re the reason he’s still sane, even with all the issues in his head - he’ll treasure you more than anything in his life and spend as much time with you as he can
  • Him giving you the phone number of him and all the members in his mafia in case something happens along with your personalised gun to protect you
  • Him being insistent on taking you out on expensive dates
  • But nothing beats the two of you lying in the comfort of the bedroom holding each other in your arms.

Luhan

  • Even with a baby face he’s as lethal as they come and incredibly skilled at what he does
  • Dating him is going to be like a fast movie with spontaneous enemy fights, long desirable kisses and sex in the back of expensive cars.
  • Since his job is not so pure, it’s known that he has a lot of money - something he will use with you.
  • He will love to go out on dates and show you off, even in the casinos where he plays poker and drinks a large beer
  • But he’ll admire you the most when you’re alone together where he can talk to you about the smallest thing to the deepest secrets in his mind - and that’s what he loves the most about you.
  • The thought of losing you is his worst nightmare, so be prepared for him to be very protective of you.
  • “Just take the knife jagi, it will make me feel better.”

Kim Jongin/ Kai

  • Jongin is a very loyal worker in the mafia which means he has a lot of involvement in jobs.
  • But that doesn’t mean that he isn’t going to put time apart to spend with you and to make sure you’re his first priority
  • He doesn’t want you to suffer the same way that he has
  • So he makes sure that you look after yourself and your health the most because it means a lot to him that you have a healthy body and a healthy mind.
  • Him taking for you on dancing dates/ lessons because it helps him to relax
  • He also loves the way you look when you’re swaying in his arms and smiling at him with your beautiful lips.
  • “You’re more beautiful than anything on this planet, Jagiya.”
  • Him always kissing you goodbye before he leaves because really, who knows if he’s actually going to make it home later that night?
  • Him loving you wholly.

Wu Yifan/ Kris

  • He is the leader of a smaller group of the mafia, which is like what Jumnyeon does but with a smaller group of people
  • He has the tendency to get stressed easily
  • Which is where you come in very usefully to help him de-stress. He loves it when you hold him, or even if it is a simple kiss, it makes him feel safer and happier.
  • Even though he won’t show it, you mean more than everything to him
  • He will more than likely jokingly dismiss you as you tell him that he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you.
  • “Ah you’re just being kind. You’re adorable.”
  • Alone time with you is what he lives for, even if it’s simply cooking a meal, or moaning into the sheets of a bed
  • He just loves you more than life.
  • And treasures you a lot more than you’ll ever know. 
Just the way you are

Sooo ! I wrote this for the wonderful @reioka! I really hope you like your wing fic! :)
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Tony groans and rolls back to his other side, but that hurts even more. He can’t lie on his back at all, so he turns onto his tummy. Better. But now he is awake anyway. “Good morning, Sir.” says Jarvis and Tony opens his eyes. 

“Define good.” Tony mutters into his pillow. God he doesn’t want to stand up, or get out of bed for that matter, but he has this meeting with Pepper and the executive board about the new arc reactor that he already used for the energy in the tower.

“The sun is shining, Sir.” answers Jarvis and without another warning he opens the blinds. Tony whines. Not that there was anyone who could hear it. Tony turns his head to his right and sighs.

Carefully he pets the cold side of the bed next to him. He wishes there would be someone to wake up to. Someone who would take him just the way he is.

“Sir?” asks Jarvis and Tony just nods. He sits up and hisses in pain, when his wings brush against the headboard of the bed.

His wings.

More like what is left of them.

“Which colour today, Sir?” asks Jarvis and opens Tony’s wardrobe. Tony stands up and goes over the wardrobe. Jarvis isn’t talking about his suits, shoes or even his sunglasses. 

He is asking Tony what wings he wants to wear today.

“Blue and white.” Tony whispers then and Jarvis pull the wings up. Tony bites his bottom lip and nods. They look beautiful. They were the first wings he made for himself…after…

The wings are a really light baby-blue and the tips are completely white.  If the sun shines on them, they are so bright that Tony can feel jealous stares on him when he wears them. Yeah they are beautiful.

But they aren’t real.

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