i hope this isn't horrible

Healing Hands

Ivar x Reader
Healing Hands: Part 1 of 2. 7,419 words (Yeah, I know. This was supposed to be a short, smutty one-shot. For shame.)
Warnings: Smut glorious smut. Little bit of angst.
This is the first fanfic I’ve posted online in about six years so I’m super nervous and sorry that my writing is rusty. I will improve with practice! For me, Ivar’s relationship with his mother plays a huge role in how he interacts with potential female lovers so my depiction is probably a little softer than the norm. I hope this fic isn’t too terrible!

You didn’t know Ivar Lothbrook well growing up but your mother did.

As an experienced healer living in Kattegat, your mother tended to Ivar whenever the pain from his condition was too much. Your mother’s reputation was so great that Queen Aslaug herself frequently requested her assistance with Ivar. With the right combination of natural remedies, your mother always managed to get Ivar’s pain under control. He liked her and strangely enough, she liked him too. You could never understood why though, at least not as a child. You and Ivar were two years apart with him being two years younger and he just seemed outright volatile every time you met him. He was an angry child whose frustrations were only occasionally successfully hidden by his angel smile. He grew up to be an angry teenager too and you disliked tending to him whenever you trained with your mother. He was rude and unpleasant, always hissing at you under his breath when you touched him. Only his mother and yours could calm him back then but now both of them were dead and you had to tend to Ivar alone.

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It had been so simple, really.

Go back.

Learn.

Return.

The scrawl on the inside of his wrist was messy this time. As if written in a dazed hurry.

‘You’re here. You’re here. You’re alive. You’re finally here…’

And on it went.

Over and over again.

The words disappeared and reappeared.

The elegant slope of each letter almost mesmerizing, even in this obvious state of distress the writer was in.

Alas: nothing ever went according to plan in his life.

There was a flicker of something in the reader’s mind. Something that had been eerily dormant until then. Something he hadn’t known was missing.

He was so screwed.

The Boy-Who-Lived clenched his fist and clutched the special time turner around his neck protectively.

This didn’t make any sense.

He didn’t have a soulmate.

But the hopeful scrawl on his arm seemed to mock him happily and clearly suggested otherwise.

What really confused him, though, was that the black calligraphy looked so… familiar.

Familiar because it brought back memories of pipes and obliviate and-

“Ah, Harry Potter, I assume?”

Said boy’s head whipped around to take in Dumbledore, who stood at the office’s entrance with a warm smile on his face.

And a knowing twinkle in his eyes.

- Tomarry [Time Travel + Soulmate AU]

funnystarfish  asked:

Yo! Happy st. pattys day! I know this sounds weird, but can you reenact a scene from Beauty and the beast? This movie was released today and I'm in the spirit for some beast and belle action!

Happy St.Patrick’s Day, baby!! 

anonymous asked:

#2 on the drabble prompts. How about for Jon and Daenerys since that's your thing?

Oooh! Thanks for asking me to do this. I love it. Drabbles have never been my strong suit so I hope this is okay? It’s kind of long haha. Also kind of fluffy and fanciful, entirely implausible in GoT canon. I regret nothing! XD


“How long have you been standing there?”

The question jolted Jon from his reverie and he glanced over to see his sister smiling coyly, taunting him. He hadn’t noticed Sansa walk over to meet him, lost in his own thoughts amidst the bustle of the ball, the press of people filling Dragonstone’s Great Hall to capacity.

“What else would you have me do?” he asked her, shrugging.

“Oh, I don’t know.” Sansa gestured dramatically at the grand spectacle of it all, indicating the couples dancing on the well-polished floor all around them. “I suppose dancing never occurred to you?”

Jon scoffed. “These highborn ladies have no interest in dancing with a Northern bastard.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re more than that, and you know it. ‘The King in the North whose name is Stark,’” Sansa recited, stepping in front of him to command his attention, her steely blue eyes finding his. “And you’ve got more than your fair share of willing partners,” she added, nodding almost imperceptibly toward the back corner of the room.

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this is the second installment of my bali!5sos series :) here is calum! enjoy!

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Haruhi Suzumiya Wallpapers

WaTCH KAMEN RIDER OOO’S THEY SAID, IT WOULD BE FUN THEY SAID

NOW I’M CRYING ON THE COLD HARD GROUND OVER A FUCKING HAND THATS REALLY A BIRD ARE YOU PEOPLE HAPPY

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Oh, come to think of it, Kaneki, do you remember? That time I got the crap beaten out of me by Mr. Nishio? To be honest, I thought I was dead. I tried playing dead to get through it, but that guy shows no mercy. Well, I guess it’s no use. Kaneki…thanks for going all-out trying to save me back then.”

160701 FLYinDALLAS fan account

I don’t really know how to do this and I’ll probably forget a lot of stuff but whatever

At the concert I got to meet @yourmajestyqueenchelseachels @jstarrscream @claydohstuff @karlaayjw @kyleedaven and I just wanna thank all of you. I would have been all by myself if I hadn’t met y’all. It was a lot of fun talking and hanging out before the concert, y’all are awesome :)

Ok so the Dallas show was all seated meaning there was no standing pit. The stage was extended slightly into the area that is usually the pit and was fairly close to the first row of seats. When the show first started and the boys came out everyone in the front got out of their seats and went to the stage. After the first couple of songs the boys started talking and Mark asked everyone to go back to their seats saying it was for their safety. Bambam said the concert is two hours and told everyone to go back to their seats and have fun.

When the boys were introducing themselves Junior also introduced himself as Youngjae. Bambam then apologized for Youngjae’s absence due to illness.

JB was speaking Korean and when the translator started to speak Jackson looked around saying “who’s talking?” and then Bambam said “it’s from the sky”

JB was talking about the song he did with Youngjae and Jackson and Bambam asked us if we wanted to hear it again. Mark said sing it for Youngjae and JB started singing.

It was a mess at times while they were talking cause they kept trying to get each other to do stuff like sing, dance, or talk.

I recorded most of the talking so I’ll post those videos.

Bounce was crazy. Mark shaking his butt killed me.

During confession song they came out into the audience and were walking down the aisles between sections. Mark, Jackson, and JB were on my side (I was sitting in the third seat from the aisle) and I got to see them up close and Mark looked at me I thought I was gonna cry, he’s just so…..I don’t even know how to explain it. I have no idea where Bambam, Junior, and Yugyeom were during this probably on a different side.

Hearing Mark’s laugh and seeing his smile in person was life changing.

Yugyeom is so cute I just wanted squeeze him.

Bambam is so precious the way he was talking about the fans and how he only cares about them. I feel blessed to have heard in person.

Jackson was all over the place, he’s hilarious.

Junior spoke a lot of english and it was really good.

JB says he’s not cute but he really is.

Jackson was trying to get Mark to do a sexy dance but Mark kept insisting that Bambam do it. Junior and Jackson asked Mark where he’s from and since he’s from America he has to do the sexy dance. In the end Mark and Bambam did the sexy dance together.

Junior did a sexy dance and Bambam told us not to dream about it. He said if you are over 20 you can dream about it then Jackson corrected him saying you have to be over 21 to dream about it.

At the end the boys were taking people’s phones and taking pictures and Junior took a fan’s sign that said Youngjae. Then end was just the boys running around stage having fun it was amazing.

So this is bilbos fault.


“I want to be a warrior.” Kili says one afternoon, when they’re still fairly young. It’s old news.

Fili shrugs. “Mother won’t allow it. Not her precious little girl.” It’s his typical reply, which is usually followed by silence.

“I’m not a girl. I’m a boy.”

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anonymous asked:

I hope this isn't a horrible thing to ask, but do you have any good smut fic recs? (I think I love pretty much all of the fandoms you've posted about, at least all of the ones you've made art for-which is crazy fab by the way!!)

Of course! but Damen/Laurent?? Adam/Ronan?? or Dragon Age??

Damen/Laurent 

-Decisive Victory , Lines on Palms , you’re always waking in the night, No rushStarbust (this is Auguste/Laurent/Damen) and many more. This fandom has the best writers, you should read ALL the fic on ao3

Adam/Ronan 

-Goodbye Highway, Roses in between my thighsno need for pretending (threesome with Gansey), should have known better and my favourite fic Good Times for a change . There’s more but these are the fics I saved and remember. If you want more IM me, anon! And thank you ❤