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Boxing Lessons
Tom is giving you boxing lessons for the first time and ends up being more into your physique than your techniques.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Includes: Smut, DaddyKink!Tom, Rough!Tom


I stood behind Tom with my arms crossed over my chest as I watched him swiftly punch at the speed bag. Well, I had my eyes more on his bare back, watching his muscles tensing and relaxing over and over again, something to bite my lip over. He dropped his arms to his sides as he threw his head back, catching his breath.

He turned to me once he did. “Your turn.”

“You don’t expect me to be that fast the first time, now do you?” I asked with a single raised brow.

He chuckled, taking his water from my hands, “no, but I want you to try.” I fixed the wrap on my hands as I walked over to it. “Can you reach it, Y/N?” He teased.

I looked back, shooting him a nasty look as his eyes scanned up and down my body. “Yes.” I turned back and quickly began imitating his movement, just not punching it as fast.

“There you go. You’re doing great, darling!” He encouraged me as my arms quickly grew tired.

“Can I stop? My arms aren’t gonna hold up much longer.”

He laughed, stepping close behind me. “Keep going.” His hands hovered under my arms, making sure they wouldn’t fall.

“Please.”

“Thirty more seconds, I know you can.”

“Honestly, you suck. You really, really, really suck.”

“You wanted to learn how to box.” I rolled my eyes knowing he’s right and pushed myself to get through the last of it. “Alright, that’s it.” I dropped my arms by my sides and leaned into him. He draped his arm around my neck, “you’re great. A few more times on that and you’ll begin to get used to it.”

“What’s next?”

“The punching bag. I can show you some techniques.”

“Mmm… okay.” I nod my head as got off of him. We walked over to the punching bag he managed to install when he first moved in. I stood in front of it, “show me the technique.” I told him as he put water bottle down on to the nearby bench press.

He walked back to me, standing behind me with a hand on my waist. “So, you’re gonna want to put this foot forward.” He grabbed my bare thigh, pushing it outward, “and your legs gotta be spread apart a bit past shoulder width.” He muttered, pressing himself a bit into my backside.

I moved my leg out, “like this?”

“Good. Now, bring your hands up just above your shoulders.” I did as he told me. “Now, stand as straight as you can.” He pressed his hand against my stomach.

“I’m not standing straight already?”

“Almost.” I straightened out, ‘accidentally’ pressing myself into him. “Perfect,” he muttered to me before sighing. He cleared his throat, “this is a, uh… basic stance.”

“Yeah.”

“It’s the best stance for punching. Give it a try.” I jabbed a few times at the punching bag. He grinned, “you’re a natural.”

“So, what’s next?”

“If you put your hands up by your temples with enough room to see your opponent past your hands,” I followed along, moving in to the position he said, “this is a high stance, so that once you’ve closed the space between the two of you, you can use this to block their hits that’ll be coming towards your face. You want them to hit the lower parts of your arms. But you’ve gotta be careful now because all of this,” he ran his hand over my torso, “is exposed to be hit.”

I looked back at him, “so, what’s the stance called where you’re up against me and copping a feel?”

He laughed, “the you-look-great-in-this-sports-bra-and-shorts-and-I-can’t-help-myself stance.”

I turned around around to him leaving little space between us as I unraveled the wrap from my hand. “Maybe I could show you some of my techniques since you can’t help yourself so much.”

I let the wraps fall to the floor as he smirked at me. “Yeah, I wanna see what you’ve got, baby girl.”

I fold my arm around his neck, my hand snaking it’s way to the back of his hair. I pulled him down into a deep kiss. He held onto either of my hips, pulling me into his hardening member. My free hand untied the string on his gym short and looped my fingers into the band making his kisses a bit more aggressive. I took my hand from the band, slowly wandering over his lower stomach.

He bit down on my lip and tugged on it gently, turning me on. He brought his lips back to mine, bringing his hand over my ass to squeeze it. In one swift movement, his big hand smacked my ass causing me to moan against his lips. I could feel a slight smile on his as we kissed. His hand moved from my butt to between my legs, rubbing me over the thin cloth of my shorts.

I brought my lips to his neck, kissing his most sensitive spots and swiping my tongue over the skin, listening to the soft groans escape his lips as his fingers worked a little faster.

I kissed down his toned chest and torso, slowly bringing myself down to my knees. His hand moving up my body as I moved before resting on the side of my neck. I kissed his hip bones as I slipped off his shorts, agonizingly slow and let them fall to the floor. I dragged my hands against his hard length being held down by the band of his boxers. I plant gentle kisses to his cock over the cloth, keeping my eyes up on him.

Tom bit down on his bottom lip, watching me tease him. I hooked my hands in to the band on his boxers, allowing his long cock to spring free. I bit my lip, attempting to hold back the grin, but failing miserably.

“You like what you see, baby?” He questioned a bit of laughter in his voice.

“Absolutely, daddy.” He grinned, hearing that name.

I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. I placed my tongue on the base, licking my way to the tip before slowly taking him in my mouth as much as I could and pumping the rest in my hand. He wrapped my ponytail around his hand, pushing farther down onto his cock. His control turning me on immensely.

“That’s it, baby.”

I placed my hands on his hips as he pushed down nearly his entire length. I moaned over him and brought one of my hand to his balls, cupping and gently squeezing them. He threw his head back, his breathing heavier as he still held me down on him, quickly thrusting into my mouth making my eyes water. I pushed myself off of him, catching my breath.

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned, “you always do that so well, darling.” He pushed the free strands of hair off my face with his free hand and wiped away the tears down my cheeks.

I wrapped my hand around his length, pumping him up and down quickly. I slid my other hand down into my own pants, gently rubbing my clit. He watched me touch myself and him as he muttered, “fuck.”

I licked the precum from his tip and lips fell apart as he ran his fingers through his lose curls. I bit down on my bottom lips, innocently looking up at him. He cupped his hand beneath my chin and I stood. He pulled my hand from my shorts and yanked them down to my thighs, his fingers sliding over my slit before pushing past my lips and thrusting his middle finger into my core as his thumb rubbed over my clit. His lips kissed my neck as he pushed me back, stepping out the shorts pooled at his feet until my back hit the cold mirror wall.

Tom pushed the shorts all the way off my legs and kicked them aside. He slipped in a second finger, thrusting his fingers quicker.

“Like that, baby.” I moaned out, throwing my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

He smirked, pulling his fingers out from my core, bringing them to my lip, “taste yourself for me.” Without hesitating, I took his long fingers into my mouth and slowly gliding my tongue along them. “You are so sexy, Y/N.” He muttered, pulling out of my mouth and replacing it with his lips.

Tom grabbed at my thighs, lifting me off my feet and wrapping my legs around his waist. His grabbed his cock, placing self at the entrance of my core.

“How badly do you want me, darling?” He questioned against my lips.

“So bad.”

“Beg for it.”

“I want you to fuck me so badly, daddy, please…” I kissed him, “please.” With that, he thrust into me with all the force he could. I let out a loud moan.

“Like that?” He pressed his forehead to mine.

“Yes, daddy.”

He continued thrusting into me with all the power, his hand snaked to pussy and he began quickly rubbing my clit. I could tell he already wanted to cum the way he touched me, leaving me a moaning mess as he groaned.

“Tom, baby-”

He stopped thrusting and looked at me with raised brows. “Who?” He teased, pulling himself out of my pussy.

“Daddy, I’m sorry.” I moaned as he rubbed his cock between my lips and against my nub.

“That’s what I thought.” He muttered, taking my hand off the back of his head and holding it over my head.

He slipped inside of me with ease, thrusting a bit slower than before. His hand held my arm tightly above head as my walls clenched around him, he growled a deep, “fuck.”

I could feel the heat, building up inside of me as my breathing turned into panting as he brought me closer to the edge. He brought his thumb back to my clit, noticing how needy I had become. My free hand grabbed at his bicep, digging my nails into it and feeling it flex repeatedly as he rubbed my sensitive nub. I began bucking my hips into his and pulling him closer to me with my legs.

“Look at me when you cum, baby girl.” He whispered to me.

Those words did it for me. I looked up at him like he wanted as my nerves unraveled and slew of curse words slipped from my lips. My toes curled and my eyes fell shut from the immense pleasure. I let go of his waist, sliding down against the mirror to my knees. Tom let go of my wrist and I wrapped my hand around his cock as he leaned forward, resting his forehead against the glass as his hand rest on my cheek, rubbing the bottom of my lip of my mouth that I left open for him.

I pumped his cock as his breathing became heavier and grunts and moans left his lips. His hand moved to the back of my ponytail, tightly gripping my hair before he came. His warm cum made it’s way into and around my mouth. He caught his breath, his chest heaving up and down as he watched me swallow his cum.

“Fuck,” he chuckled, “you’re such a good girl.” I stood up on my slightly trembling legs and leaned into him. He rest his forehead on mine instead of the mirror. “We’ll have to finish sessions like this from here on out.” He suggested as he grabbed my ass.

I laughed, “we didn’t even get to finish the lesson, Tom.”

“There’s always next time to pick up where we left off. Now, how about we head upstairs for a shower?” I smirked and nod my head, knowing he’d be up for a round two.

Jungkook’s B-Day Message to Suga

Suga Hyung, even though you’re usually like a grandpa, you’re really cool on stage or when you’re working on music.
It’d be nice if you were like that when we’re practicing choreography but anyway
I think you’re a hyung that I can learn a lot of things from
And I don’t know where you got all of your miscellaneous knowledge from but I respect it a lot, I’m jealous
I have to write a lot for this but honestly I don’t have much to say ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
I’m thinking about writing a letter to the ARMY and I think that’s a good idea, I’m kinda dope
I’m making this right now without having even eaten, everyone
It’d be nice if you all liked this ㅜㅜ
How and where should I start?
First off, the WINGS Tour that starts with Suga Hyung’s birthday on March 9th, has begun!
You all know that we’re always thinking about all of you ARMYs even when we’re far apart, right?
So just wait a little more, okay? We’ll visit the fancafe and work hard to stay active on SNS! And we’ll take care of our conditions so that we don’t show you guys any bad sides and come back well!
Ah and we’ll take a lot of selfies ㅎ
And… We’re taking cameras! So please look forward to that because our emotions might be caught on camera.
And I’m going to work out diligently when I get there
Please cheer me on from afar so that I can get muscled up!
And! Also! Did I not start playing the drums?
So I’m going to practice a lot so that I can play the drums well on this tour!
I’d probably learn a lot faster and stuff if there was someone teaching me by my side ㅜㅜ But I’ll still try hard
Wow I thought I wrote a lot but there’s still so much left?
Anyway, I love you, everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’ll come back safely!!! Don’t worry!!! Aren’t I Jeon Jungkook? Aren’t we BTS??!!?!!?! ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
For a moment I forgot that this was a celebratory video for Suga Hyung’s birthday
Ah isn’t there anything more that I can say to Suga Hyung… Suga Hyung probably won’t look at the words coming out right now because it’s troublesome? Right, everyone, you think that? Then should I write a little more comfortably?
Ay, Suga, this hyung-ah wants to convey a few things to you through this video
You’re good at music, have deep thoughts, got a lot of knowledge, think about the team a lot, you’re perfect! But!… Everything is good, but! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall is good, but!!!!
Good, but…
It’s good… ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
It’s all good, and really, happy birthday and let’s run hard for our BTS and ARMY from now on, as well. It makes me tear up when I see you perform on stage on hyung’s skinny, skinny legs. I respect you
Dilligently do lower body exercises… Take your vitamins…
Wow this really doesn’t fill up, what should I fill this up with
ARMY I love you ARMY I like you ARMY is mine ARMY I heart you
Ah thank you so much for liking “We Don’t Talk Anymore”!!!
I felt really good because you all liked it. It was great
I’ll continue to sing you great songs in the future. This feeling drives me to do more covers
Really, thank you. We don’t have that many lines left! Let’s cheer up!
It seems like it’d be nice to end this with song lyrics. Let’s shout two three everyone
Hoping for more good days, if you believe what I say, then
One, two, three
If you believe me, then one, two, three
Hoping for many more good days, if you believe what I say, then
One, two, three
If you believe me, then one, two, three
Suga hyung and Bangtan and ARMY
I love you!

Hey everyone, Immy here back with another follow forever! I recently hit a milestone of 30k+ followers and I’m truly in shock because I never thought this blog would grow this much. I’m still so happy with all the incredible people I’ve met on here and I’m happy to enjoy BTS with you all. It’s been a pleasure creating content for this fandom and I hope to continue making everyone laugh and smile with it! Thank you so much to all that follow me ♡ Now lets get to this follow forever!

I’d also like to give a huge thank you to @comeherejimin for making my beautiful banner! (She’s wonderful and makes amazing gfx!!)

Below are all of the wonderful and amazing people I follow. Thank you for making my dash beautiful! 💕 

bold: mutuals (I apologize if I’ve missed any. If I did, just shoot me a message!)

♡: Hey we’ve been friends for a rather long time and I love your wack ass. So look under the cut for a message~

#-b:

@acciosugas / @aletheia-l / @apgujeon / @ask-bts-stuff / @ask-chimchim / @astro-child / @bang-tan  / @bangtanroyalty / @bangtoori / @bbrooking87 / @beui / @bottomkook / @bts420 / @busa-n / @butaer / @bwichim / @bwinkook / @bwipsul / @bwiseoks / @bwisou / @bwiyomi

c-i:

@chimcheroo / @chimdeer / @classyrobotss / @comeherejimin / @confidenceatitsfinest / @cowjimin / @cutiepiebts / @cypherkookie / @cypherslut / @daegucrew / @dearmyjimin / @dyegu / @gottalove95z / @gukks / @hobeui / @hobies / @hobiga / @honeymygs / @hoseokb / @itsjhope / @iwaslookingforhope

j:

@jaayhope / @jcnghope / @jengkook / @jeonbase / @jeonheart / @jeoniful / @jeonify / @jeovkks / @jiguk / @jihope / @jijkooks / @jikookiejar / @jimin-bean / @jiminiemini / @jiminparks / @jiminrolls / @jimins-laughs / @jiminslattae / @jiminz / @jimiyoong / @jinmini / @jitamin / @jiyoongis / @jjilljj / @jjks / @jminies / @joeguk / @joonjuly / @junghope / @jungkookpd / @junqkookied / @jwimins

k-p:

@keksimuru / @kimdaily / @kimseoksjin / @kkyutae / @kookiebuff / @kookmiin / @kookmin / @krushed / @ksjknj / @ktaebwi / @kthspjm / @lordparkjimin / @lost-stxrs / @lovelyjoons / @mewchim / @minsjoon / @minyoongis / @mitsucchi / @myloveseokjin / @namseok / @nochuie / @nochuism / @noxiim / @osyub / @parkejimins / @parkjmzl / @peachesjoon / @pingkeujin / @pinkbtsme / @pjmksj / @pjmsx / @polkari-seuta / @puzzlepeace

r-y:

@rapdaegu / @rapmini / @rappertae / @refrainbow / @rhianmin / @rivertoforever / @samwol / @seulin / @shealezz / @smilejikook / @softminmin / @sugaa / @suntaes / @sweaterpawsjimin / @taeguk / @tanktoptiger / @vhope / @whyparkjimin / @wreckitrapmon / @yccnseok / @yoongiyi / @yourpinkpill

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well, im making this because i don’t want you beginners to be like me, annoying all my tumblr friends and overall practically ripping my hair out trying to make literally anything in photoshop

so i’ve compiled a list of all my short tricks that will make learning how to use photoshop, a hell of a lot easier

resources will be at the bottom!

PLEASE LIKE AND/OR REBLOG IF YOU FOUND THIS USEFUL

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Richie Tozier hasn’t spoken a word to anybody since he came to Derry in the middle of the school year. Until he talks to Eddie Kaspbrak.

Previous chapters: Chapter one. Chapter two. Chapter three. Chapter four. Chapter five.


Chapter six.

The songs are hard to read into, but Eddie tries. At least there’s one thing Eddie knows for sure: Richie likes him. Why else would Richie put songs with lyrics like you’re the one running through my brain and oh man you’re making my crazy on the mix? Unless it’s some kind of sick joke, but Eddie tries not to think about that so much.

(its not a joke)

(he holds my hand)

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This post is for my mutuals and people who make my dash a wonderful place, but it’s also for anyone who’s ever reblogged, liked or even just looked at any of my posts and thought they were alright (✿◠‿◠)

Wow!! I still can’t believe there’s more than 5,000 of you who follow this blog. I’ve been on here for so long and I’ve never properly thanked everyone. I’ve been making edits for a bit now, but it wasn’t until yuri on ice that I felt more comfortable and proud of how far I had gotten with my skills. I still have a long way to go but I’m always willing to learn and I’m super happy that a lot of you seem to like my creations. So many of you have been nothing more than supportive and in all honesty so much of this support has saved me from myself. When yuri on ice was airing I was going through really though time and I coped by delving deep into photoshop and the support I got was unbelievable. Every week my thought process was just “one more week and I can feel that happiness again.” That support that I received is something that I still find absolutely incredible. Whether you’ve been putting up with me for a long time, or you followed this blog recently, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I’ve also made many absolutely amazing friends on here that whether you know it or not, you’ve helped me so much and words cannot describe how much I appreciate that and I hope you all know that I’ll be here for you even if we were to deactivate and move on with our lives. Ahhh sorry I got really deep and emotional there, please don’t mind me just casually professing my love to the internet ^^;

Well after that sap fest… without further ado, these are some of the people that brighten my day!!

bold - I would kill at least one man for you
italics - we haven’t talked much but I see you and ily

♡ lovely mutuals ♡

@25th @301m @ah-luna @aizawashoutah @aizawashoutta @amalasdraws @animejpg @atsushisnakajima @bakugoukatsvki @bokvro @crimians @doumekism @elriccs @ennoshita-chan @genoza @gintoukis @golden-demon @grapetart @gurens @hajime-oikawa @hanamacki @hiwazumi @isahnas @itoshikis @iwaizooms @iwaizumi-hajimie @jayha @josai @juminss @kagevama @katsukie @katsvra @keyneki @killuah @killuay @kiwirn @kkenma @kkenmai @kmsjn @kousseii @lametooru @legallyb-r-o-w-n @loveesam @matsvhanas @milcs @minnyard @misakarose @mochalou @my-soul-deactivated @nekolyssi @nekuroo @nicorobins @nikihforov @nishincyas @nishynoyas @ohlevi @oikawago@oikawaii @oizumi @osafune @pdalarry @peachy-tooru @pliestsky @plisstsky @prettyboyviktor @rabbitghovl @rainchime-s @ranpohedogawa @rosywiki @s-e-l-f-i-s-h-n-e-s-s @sayuyun @shoto-s @shouyeo @shrabu @sitrusky @story-kat @tachibana–chan @tdorki @tetetsu @thegranddork @tobjo @tooriu @tovdoroki @tsukishimer @victoryuuris @xhaikyuu @xoxomyseriesxoxo @yachii @yaha-ba @yamacuchi @yamazekis @yumejiu @yushiyuki

♡ sideblogs ♡

@aceasahis @chikaera @cousaten @kacchanns @karasuno @kxrasuno @meristem @miyukiz @mochidoodle @prettykageyama @sayuyuu @seairu-kun @sugaawaras @tinymidoriya @todoroukishouto @toroikawa @zanimez

♡ wonderful people ♡ 

@ammeja @ayumiko @blau678 @chalaite @dazaiosamu-s @escarletes @hinamie @hyokas @jolynecujo @kittlekrattle @krshima @lemon-creme @mnknk-nyangrdo @nichinoya @ohreigen @reizakis @semehere @shotous @suggestivescribe @tariyo @tobiohchan @tomura @tovbio @tsukis @yuukaanda 

THE BEAST // MASTERLIST // REQUESTS CLOSED


Requests: could you do an imagine where the reader is in a beauty and the beast kind of situation and he won’t let them go until they heard that her family was in danger (cause of the Resistance) and he gives her the choice to leave, but they don’t really want to leave? thanks, i love your writing! + I don’t know how to do requests, but I feel like it’d be cool to have a sort of beauty & the beast au if that isn’t too cliche lol???? + Hey so I had this idea after watching the new Beauty & the Beast movie the other day. Ben is cursed by witch lady or Snoke or something and becomes Kylo Ren, essentially UNTIL reader shows up and he goes back to the Light side. Idk. I might sound stupid…

A/N: First things first, this took me like two weeks to do bc I had others to write and this was really long. Second of all, it follows both the animated and live action versions; the characters don’t turn into things, rather, force ghosts (you’ll see), also this is based on Alderaan and you can easily tell which character is who. Anyway, thank you for the requests to those anons! Enjoy!

Warning: Mention of death

Word Count: 10K+ (oops)


The castle that sat atop of a snow covered mountain in the planet of Alderaan was long forgotten–and unheard of. No one dared to enter the land of the cold, seeing as no one was truly aware of its existence with their lack of need to travel the mountains. But, the castle was not abandoned nor was it vacant. Inside lived many souls that had been cursed, one in particular being the most brooding of them all.

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We all know that we make mistakes and learn from them, only know success if we have experienced failure and all that, but how can we actually proactively learn from our errors? As exam time nears, there is no better time to fix up all those slips than now, so here are some ways I like to learn from my errors:

1.      Blooper books

  • Basically a notebook you use to record your mistakes so that when you have some time, you can flip through and see what you shouldn’t do ever again! (I bought a pack of five Muji books for about $5 - yay bargains - perfect for me to have one for each subject).
  • You can lay it out however you like, but my ones are ordered according to the test that my mistake appeared in, so as soon as I get a test/sac/worksheet back, I go ahead and fill it in.
  • You can either write the whole question with the correct solution in, or a self-reminder not to do a certain thing. In my languages ones, I also put in some vocab or some grammar that I tend to forget.

2.      Vocab cards

  • A specific place where you can record the vocabulary you always forget and carry around with you anywhere to revise them.
  • Whilst some people like using flashcard apps, I prefer having physical cards, especially these vocab cards I got in a pack of 4 from Daiso, since if I’ve got them in my pocket I’m more likely to pick them up, but I might get distracted by other things on my phone.

3.      Exam sheets

  • During exam time, we’ll all be doing countless numbers of practice exams, so if your blooper books get too full, I like having separate sheets of reminders/mistakes I made in that exam.
  • It can be a loose leaf of paper stapled to the front cover of the exam, or if you don’t like having loose leaves flying around, you can have a separate book just for practice exams.
  • If you want a more specific version, last year my bio teacher made these exam sheets that include the score of each section and the topic each question goes under, so that you can see more clearly where you can see which topics you need more work on!

I hope that helped you all! Feel free to add any of your own suggestions!

Kate xx

A post about the show 13 reasons why and why I don’t like Hannah Baker.

By the end of the first episode I really didn’t like Hannah. This didn’t change, not even when I felt emphaty. I’m really sorry if I’m one of the bad guys, I’m really sorry if I end up offending someone. But, remember, I’m a flawed person too. A person who needs to write her thoughts now.

The tapes: for me, revenge. As I see it, the tapes were Hannah’s way to get revenge on everyone who hurt her. They were not about explaining, making people understand, showing how people change. No, they were about payback and haunting. And if you want to tell me otherwise, I’m all ears. People told me she wanted to leave an explanation. She didn’t. Because the ones who deserved the explanation more than anyone were her parents, yes, the ones who were broken in a million pieces after her death. In fact, I cannot forgive Hannah Baker for killing part of her parents when she died in that bathtub.

Justin: we learn how Justin started everything, everything that lead her to her death. Yeah. But we also see how messed up his life was. The reason for him to act like an idiot. I grew fond of Justin. I understood him in some ways. I cannot defend him, I cannot say it was OK, none of it was. He did terrible things but in the end… He was so troubled I don’t think he could distinguish between right and wrong at any point. I feel weird cause, after all he did to Hannah and Jess, I have the strange emphaty towards him. Maybe I’m like him in some way, maybe I’m the kind who allows things to happen.

Jess: Jess was wrecked by the tapes. She went through hell. And maybe she wasn’t a good friend. But neither was Hannah. Telling everyone how Jess got raped and couldn’t even remember it was not fair at all. Saying Jess destroyed the friendship by herself was low. And I’ll defend Jess, yeah, cause no one did, cause Hannah pointed her finger but, apparently, she didn’t fight too hard to keep the friendship. Also, friends come and go, I’m sorry to say. And you cannot, ever, blame someone for your suicide because this person grew apart and couldn’t be a real friend to you for too long.

Zach: shit with Zach was weird, I’m gonna defend him too. He had things of his own, and he really liked her, apparently, she didn’t give him a chance. And he wasn’t mean to her cause he “didn’t get what he wanted”, he was mean in response to her being an asshole, too. So, Hannah can be hurt and be an idiot, but if the others do the same, they are monsters?

Marcus: total asshole. Tipical teenager. He didn’t care much. But he didn’t deserve to be tormented either.

Sheri: wtf? She did one thing wrong and this is proof the world is fucked up and a reason to kill yourself? The girl was nothing but kind and was ate by guilt before and after the tapes, did she deserve to be haunted like this? I don’t think so.

Courtney: one more that was judged because she wasn’t a real friend and didn’t want to be so, either. Can you blame her? No. She wasn’t true to herself? Maybe. Who am I to judge? Who was Hannah? Courtney was an idiot but she didn’t deserve to be exposed.

Ryan: another idiot, yes. Bad behaviour, selfish and all. Does he deserve to live his life thinking he was a reason for someone to commit suicide? I don’t think so. He deserved to pay for his actions, he deserved to know he acted wrong. But in the end he was just an idiot who didn’t try to destroy her in any way.

Tyler: the one who really needed some therapy. He was always bullyed and laughed at, even by Hannah. He had some real problems and carrying responsibility for her suicide would lead to some things that are much bigger than what was already shown. So, this is just an example of the consequences of the tapes.

Bryce: didn’t get to listen to the tapes. We never learn why Bryce was like he was. We never see him being punished and Hannah punishes everyone but him. So Clay has to do it for her. She wanted someone to fight for her and that I understand, mainly because I cannot imagine how she felt. Do I blame Bryce? For many things, yes. For her suicide? No. Because she doesn’t put all the blame in him. He’s not the last drop so at some point she thought she could handle things in a different way, she didn’t.

Mr Porter: he was not more than a counselor, and he cannot carry responsibility for her suicide. Was he good as a counselor? Probably not. Was he useful? Not at all. Everyone is fighting their own battles day after day, he was too, and that’s why he wasn’t there for her. How could he know? Can he be guilty because he gave a crappy advice and didn’t go after her like she wanted? I don’t think so. She left. That’s on her.


Clay: she put Clay through hell, for what? FOR WHAT? he felt like crap, he felt guilty, he faced some shit he clearly didn’t deserve to. So, why? Listening to the tapes was pure torture to Clay. She affected him for good and that doesn’t seem fair at all. She put him in danger, a danger he didn’t deserve. Torturing Clay was low, and I cannot accept it, I cannot like Hannah Baker when I know she was totally aware of how bad the tapes would hit Clay.

Alex: the ultimate consequence… The list was a childish stupid shit to do, yes. Going to the boy’s locker room was too. Why did she do that? She wasn’t allowed there and it was obvious they would talk even more after that. Blaming him for destroying Hannah and Jesse’s friendship? Unfair and stupid. Alex was a thunderstorm, he had so much going on inside his head, he couldn’t even handle Hannah’s thunder, or anything else, to be honest. I would have liked to learn more about him… After all, Hannah’s suicide lead to his. So, are we to blame Hannah the way she blamed him? Alex couldn’t handle the pressure, the guilt and he gives all the signs, he silently walks to his death and noone sees it, no one cares. So what good did the tapes do? They didn’t prevent anything, on the contrary, they lead to destruction and more and more pain. Hannah wanted to be a ghost seeking revenge and she got it.

The parents: the ones who are fucked up without doing anything, without stupid tapes to explain shit. The main reason why I can’t stand Hannah is the fact that, when she killed herself, she was gone, the pain was gone, and exactly at this moment her parent’s worst nightmare began. She didn’t think of them. She didn’t leave a note for them. She dedicated her last week to torment all the kids at school but not a word for her parents. Her mother’s desperation crushed me. She killed herself but she broke them, in a million pieces, never to be put together again. Can you tell me that’s not selfish? Not even a little? I just cannot forgive something like that, because finding your kid dead in the tub is pretty much the worst thing a parent can face.

Edit: if you don’t agree and GET MAD at me, please don’t reply. If you agree or don’t and want to reply with your own non-aggressive opinion, please reply. Edit 2: in case you didn’t understand, I don’t judge the reasons for which she killed herself, I don’t dislike her because of that. I just don’t like the tapes themselves and the apparent reasons for which she left them.

Tease - Enoch O'Connor imagine - request 

request: Omg can you do a teasing Enoch headcanon? Or a slightly dirty one? You don’t have to if you don’t want to of course but I’m just curious 😂

YES!!!!!!!

a/n: this is the storyline/thing i thought of so here it goes ehfjhfgu i hope you like it. i tried to make it dirty or whatever you call it, but idk if it worked ://// and i’m going to sleep now bye :) hope you liek disss



“y/n, do you want to play ball with us?” millard called out. i turned around, my skirt whirling around me along with my hair.

“uh… what kind? like football or…?” i ask.

“yeah, like football.” hugh replied. “i mean, if your skirt won’t bother you.”

i paused. my skirt. i shouldn’t play football while wearing a skirt that only reached a little over my mid thigh. but i’m too lazy to go change. i really want to spend time with my semi-new friends.

ugh, let’s just not care and not jump too much. not like anyone ever pays attention to me wearing skirts. i’ll play.

“yes, sure.” i said after thinking through it. “my skirt absolutely won’t be a bother, don’t worry.”

i walked through the garden with hugh and millard and horace - who was supposedly the judge or something. we divided into two teams, but mine needed one more person. since enoch - my grumpy best friend - didn’t want to, i took bronwyn.

enoch sat under a tree while we played, he said he’d help horace with judging (a/n: lol i hate how this sounds but sfhsjdfhsdjf dying) - i didn’t think there would be needed any help.

we played a few rounds, me and bronwyn won three times while hugh and millard won two times. it was fun, playing with them. hugh cheated a few times, but it didn’t change much in the scores. all the while, i was just being a sore loser at football - i couldn’t play at all, i’m horrible at football.

i fell over, tumbled and there were only two times out of a possible infinity of my skirt flying only slightly up. but luckily, nobody saw that from behind, and we only laughed it off with the others. all except for enoch, who held an even more serious look on his face - if that was possible. he was always deadly serious and annoyed.

“i can’t anymore, sorry boys.” i said, holding my stomach as i tried to catch my breath from all the running and kicking.

“please y/n, just one more round!” millard whined, hugh joining after,

“i really can’t.” i said, shaking my head with a tired smile. “i’m going inside to rest a little.” i spoke and turned around to go to the house. after a few steps, i heard enoch say:

“i’ll come, too.” in a rushed voice. i looked around my shoulder and he was already catching up with me. i looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. “i need to talk to you. in my room. alone.” he said, taking my arm in a slightly firm grip.

“okay…” i said.

with enoch holding my arm, we walked into the house and walked up the stairs to his room, which basically was also mine. for i spent the half of my time in there, with him.

enoch pulled me inside, shut the door and pushed me up against it. “what do you think you were doing back there?” he growled with his face so close to mine i could hear his breath on my nose.

i furrowed my eyebrows at his question. “what?”

enoch did his iconic groan and pushed me harder against the door, earning a soft yelp from me. one of his hand was on my hip. what was happening!!

“playing the game, with your skirt flying around.” enoch said. oh, SHIT! “couldn’t take my eyes off of you. and it felt so annoying to just watch you, knowing there were so many more things i could do.”

“w-what things?” i stuttered. he was really giving me major confusion right now, what was he talking about?! “what do you mean? i don’t understand what’s going.”

he chuckled, looking away. after a short moment, his eyes locked with mine again. “how can you be so clueless about your own behaviour? you were teasing me, y/n. and i do not like that.”

“teasing?” i repeated.

“oh, for bird’s sake.” he rolled his eyes.

“uh… what are you going to do about it?” i asked, ignoring his comment. enoch grinned.

his hand traced up my side, giving me ultimate shivers all over my body. this touch felt so surreal, unknown. nobody had ever held me like this. his eyes were intently watching mine as i was looking back into his orbs, waiting for something to happen.

enoch’s eyes diverted from mine when he lowered his head and slowly put his lips on mine. when our lips met, it felt hungry, lustful, dangerous? was he kissing me? is this what kissing felt like? why was he doing this? we’re best friends!

oh, but it felt so wonderful. it was my first time… doing this, i didn’t even know what to do.

enoch pulled back and looked at me watching him. why did he do that?! that felt so… yes!!!

his eyes held regret and disappointment. oh, no, no.

i put my arms around his neck, hesitantly, and pulled him closer before he could go anywhere.

“c-could you… do that… again, please?” i asked quietly. enoch’s facial expression immediately changed and he grinned. instead of answering, he dove down and connected our lips again.

bliss, utter bliss.

i would have never imagined us kissing, but this - i bet - was better than any fantasy.

i gained my courage and finally kissed him back. he smiled into the kiss and pulled me closer by my hips. and then his hand slipped down to my bum, giving it a light squeeze, as if not to scare me off or something. i gasped and it gave the perfect opportunity for him to kiss me deeper - and with tongue.

wow. where did he learn this? how was enoch such a professional? maybe he wasn’t a professional, but to me he absolutely seemed like one.

his lips then disconnected with mine, making a whine come past my lips. but he moved down to my neck to pepper that with kisses. his lips were looking for something and after a few seconds i think he found it. he kissed a spot on my neck and that made me shiver and release a small whine that sounded a little like something else.

“have you any idea what you’re doing to me?” enoch groggily said, looking me into the eyes. i smiled.

what was he doing to me? he was making me feel every type of way, my my…

“can you show me?” i suggested. enoch’s face did an emotional flip and he nodded. his lips then kissed mine again and i kissed back, showing him i felt what he did, whatever it was.

that day totally changed my world.

Don’t think like I’m doing nothing all this time

Because I’m doing THIS. Kinda nervous but still

I’m planning to do a small comedy short as an animation practice for me. Still a rough sketchy thing with no proper timing, details, motion (and shape) stabilization and no warframes’ scenes yet, but this is something I want to share with you already. >W>

(learning animation without anybody who can give you some helpful tips and advices of how to make animation better is the road full of pain. I know I make a lot of mistakes so I also will be thankful if anybody will be nice enough to give me some constructive critics about this small piece because I have no idea how to fix it and make it better.)

March 1, 2017

“Happy Birthday, Jen,” you whispered against his neck as he slowly stirred in the dark bedroom of your Vancouver apartment. You kissed his lips slowly as he rolled over on his back, allowing you to slid on top of him, his morning erection pressing at your bare core, already attentive and needy. 

“Hmmmmm,” Jensen moaned against your lips. “A beautiful young woman on top of me. That’s an awesome birthday present to wake up to,” he yawned, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close to him. 

“Oh it gets better, sweetheart,” you teased as you kissed down your husband’s neck, moving over his bare chest and down the grooves of his abdomen, your nails scrapping his skin lightly until you settled over his erection. 

“God I love this day,” he growled as his eyes meeting yours before he let his head fall back against the pillow, the feel of your tongue sending him into a whole new world of pleasure. 

Suddenly you were thrown back almost ten years, to the birthday that started this little birthday tradition. 

March 1, 2008

“Hey Y/F/N!” Jensen yelled as he crossed the dark room toward you with two drinks in his hand. You had just joined the Supernatural family this season, and it had been a wild one. It was season three and there had been a writer’s strike, so there wasn’t as much time spent filming which left a little more time for play. 

Like celebrating Jensen’s birthday, one of the stars of the show. You had become fast friends with him and his co-star Jared. Jensen was nine years older than you, Jared four and a half, but you were so much like them, being from the south, that you fit right in and three of you became nearly inseparable. The chemistry between the three of you had been incredible from the start. 

You chuckled at him. It was his 30th birthday, and he was already well on his way to being completely and totally sloshed. 

“Hey Jen,” you smiled. “Not exactly taking it easy are we?” you laughed, watching him sway a little as he handed you one of the drinks in his hand. 

“It’s my birthday woman!” he replied, a little loudly. “And I’m fucking thirty,” he emphasized that last word like it was some magic rite of passage that explained everything. 

“Oh thirty!” you said with an eye roll. “That some magic number Ackles?” you asked. 

“As a matter of fact, it is sweetheart,” Jensen answered, taking a drink from his glass. “But you’ve got a long time before you figure that out, youngin’” he teased. “Like what, nine years?” he scoffed. 

You rolled your eyes dramatically. 

“Just because I’m only 21 doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have a good time, asshole,” you said with a wink. “You’re working on not getting the present that I got you,” you added with an evil smile. 

You caught his attention at that, and he set his drink down, leaning in closer to you, his chin on his hand as his eye lit up brightly. 

“Are you finally going to give me that kiss I’ve been begging for?” he teased with a smile. 

“Jensen Ross Ackles, I’m a lady,” you said, feigning shock by placing a hand over your heart. “I would never,” you laughed.

His eyes widened playfully as he watched you carefully. 

“But wouldn’t you? It is my birthday after all,” he retorted. 

You laughed in earnest. 

“Who gives a fuck if it’s your birthday, Ackles? My birthday was two months ago and what did I get?” you asked. “Oh yea,” you laughed, “You and Jared took me out and got me wasted and then you spent the evening holding my head up out of a toilet,” you reminded him. 

He smiled and laughed as he covered his face, embarrassed. 

“That’s an awesome gift, dude,” you said with an eye roll. “I would have preferred a kiss.” 

He watched you carefully. 

“Well, Y/N, that wasn’t exactly how I had planned that night to go. Who knew you were such a lightweight,” he teased, stepping closer to you. “Guess you learned your lesson, huh?” he said as he placed a tentative hand on your hip, pulling you closer to him. 

“Yeah,” you whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear you. 

“Well, then I guess your birthday present is long overdue. Even if it is my birthday. I’ll make an exception this time,” he said, his lips lowering to yours. 

Your breath caught in your throat as he stopped, his lips hovering over yours. 

“I mean, if you want the present,” he teased, his nose bumping yours softly. 

You grabbed a fistful of his t-shirt and pulled his lips to yours. They crashed together, sparks flying the minute the two of you connected. Jensen wrapped his arms around your waist, drawing you closer to him, his tongue sliding along your bottom lip, begging entrance. 

He slid in your mouth with ease, his tongue fighting yours for dominance. He won easily, and you moaned quietly into his mouth as your free hand reached around to play with the short hairs at the back of his head. 

Finally the two of you pulled away, breathless, both of your chests heaving. 

“That a better present?” he asked, a smiled spreading across his face, reaching his eyes and causing them to crinkle slightly. 

“Hell yeah,” you whispered as you un-clutched his shirt, smoothing it out across his chest, his muscles rippling in response to your touch. 

 He leaned close, whispering in your ear. “So what did you get me?” 

You looked him in the eye, threaded your hand with his, and led him away from the crowd, back to a private room.  

“Something you’re never gonna forget,” you smiled wildly, leading him away. 

“Holy shit,” he murmured, following you, watching your hips sway tantalizingly. “Best birthday, ever,” he growled once you were alone, and you pulled him close, kissing him fiercely. 

“You’ll never forget turning 30, Jen,” you whispered against his lips as your fingers reached for his jeans. “I can promise you that,” you added as you slid down in front of him, your hands pushing down is pants and briefs, showing him just how much you wanted him and giving him the best birthday present a man could ask for. 


Submitted by both @thing-you-do-with-that-thing and @chaos-and-the-calm67 I’ve been waiting for the best moment to write this one… It seems now is the time. Hope you girls like it.

🔥❤️ Happy Birthday, Portgas D. Ace ❤️🔥

Title: It’s About Time
Character: Bill Weasley
A/n: Special request for a lovely anon :)

You had always known the Weasley’s.

There wasn’t a time you remember not having them be a part of your life.

It was a tad bit comical really. When you were small you used to tug on the ends of your father’s work robes and beg to be dropped off at the Burrow while he went to work. Your father worked in the same department as Arthur and the two were fine friends.

Your mother wasn’t a part of your life so you had come to adore Molly Weasley and became fast friends with her two sons, William and Charlie.

The three of you got into all sorts of trouble, playing hide and seek in various rooms of the Burrow and getting lost for hours while Molly searched the place.

You were closer to William though, you and him were the same age so you used to boss around Charlie and sneak sweets while he napped upstairs.

Then, as he acquired more siblings, you became close to them as well as they got older until you were constantly surrounded by a clan of ginger, freckled children.

The two of you were still thick as thieves when you were finally old enough to go to Hogwarts.

You both went together to get your wands at Ollivanders, bought all of your school supplies and robes together and made a promise to always sit in the same train compartment from there on.

William calmed your nerves during the sorting ceremony, and teased you for overthinking when you both got placed into Gryffindor.

Your friendship was never stronger. You both were practicing attached at the hip your entire first three years.

After that, things only got a little different.

You were still good friends, but with all the studying you both had to do it was hard to sit down and just have a chat.

Not to mention you had made the Quidditch team, so a lot of your time was spent in practices and matches or hanging out with the other team members.

William, who now liked to be called “Bill” didn’t mind though, he was invested in all of his classes and got great grades.

And in fifth year he was even made a prefect.

“Look at you,” You said to him one day when you both were lounging around the common room. “Showin’ off your new badge.”

Bill cast a smile over at you as he glanced down at the small pin on his robes. “Mum and Dad were both so proud, it’s hard to not be a little smug about it.”

You sunk down into the chair beside him, Bill tensed up a little at your sudden closeness but you had shut your eyes and didn’t notice. “What are you up to?”

“Me?” Bill said, shifting slightly on the sofa so you would have more room. “Studying for OWLS.”

“You? Nah, you’ll do great,” You leaned over onto his shoulder, peering down upon his work. “If you’re not to busy with this, tomorrow you and me should head down to Hogsmeade.”

Bill looked over you, all to aware of how close you were to him, and made the back of his neck feel warm and he just knew his ears had gone scarlet. “N-No! I’m free as a bird, I’d love to go.”

You smiled and jumped from the sofa. “Lovely, bring along a sweater or something of the sort. It’s supposed to get colder this weekend.”

Bill nodded, giving you a small wave as you went up the stairs to the girl’s dorms.

To say Bill Weasley had a crush on you would be the understatement of the century.

He knew it, Merlin knows his entire family did, and even lots of the students around him were aware of the dreamy looks he gave you while you spoke to him, or how his eyes would always follow you when the the pair of you were together.

Trouble was, you didn’t seem to see what everyone else did.

It remained that way for the rest of your schooling years. Endless months of longing from Bill’s part, and you remaining blissfully unaware of it.

It wasn’t until you both got jobs at the Gringotts facility in Egypt that Bill started being a bit more brave about wanting to admit his feelings for you.

He brought you tea almost every morning and always made thoughtful comments about the work you were doing.

In his eyes you were the most brilliant person in the building, and he wanted you to do well.

Bill knocked on the door of your office one morning, smiling whenever you looked up at him. “Hello, I hope your having a good morning.”

You took off your reading glasses and gestured him into your office. “I certainly am now, what can I help you with?”

Bill walked behind your desk and sat at the edge of it like always did when you had smal talks during break. “Well it’s just that, Christmas is coming up soon, and Mum’s written to me, wants me to come home for a vist. And I know the lot of them would love to see you again.”

You smiled up at him. “William Weasley, are you asking me to come home for Christmas?”

He smiled back, glancing away as his face grew warm. “Yes, I am.”

“Then I accept,” You noticed that the tie he was wearing started to loosen, he often complained to you about having to wear it, and he was awful at tying it in the first place. “One day, you’ll learn how to do tie it correctly.”

Bill watched you fix his tie, tightening it and making it just so. “You’ve always been better at this than I am.”

“My father was bad at it too. When I got older I just showed him the charm to do it for him.” You told him with a fond grin.

Bill’s eyes met yours and he noticed you were still standing close to him, hands now tucked into your cardigan pockets.

“(Y/n)?”

“Yes?”

Bill blinked, trying to decide if it was a good idea or not. Then his hand reached out and tucked itself under you chin, when you didn’t pull away he slowly brought his lips down to yours, giving you plenty of time to stop him.

He couldn’t help but be relieved when you didn’t.

Your hands came up and lost themselves in his bright red hair, successfully pulling him closer to you as you continued to kiss him.

When you pulled away to look at him, Bill moved his head up and pressed a lingering kiss on your forehead as you embraced him.

“I’ve wanted to do that since 4th year.” He confessed, hand intertwining with yours.

“Seriously? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Bill laughed, well aware of how pink his face must have turned. “I was always pretty awkward around you, didn’t have the nerve for it.”

You smiled and reached up to kiss him. “Just wait till I tell your mother.”

Bill wrapped his arms around you and returned the kiss. “What a wonderful Christmas present for her, she’s always talked about me and you getting together.”

“Oh dear, that must mean the rest of them knew too. Nothing gets passed the Weasley clan that’s for sure.” You said with the same fondess you always had when you spoke of his family.

Bill looked down at you, eyes filled with nothing but admiration and contentment. “I love you.”

Your gaze went straight to his, a small smile working it’s way onto your face as you tucked a peice of his hair behind his ear. “I love you, too.”

Bill broke out in a huge smile and kissed you again, spinning you around your small office space. “I’ve waited ages to hear you tell me that.”

“Well it’s simple to love someone. But it’s hard to know when you need to say it out loud.”

Cooking With Cas

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Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 975

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you guys enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

When Dean sent Cas to your house, he felt nervous.  Being a human was new to him.  He wasn’t sure who he could trust besides the Winchesters.  Even though Dean said he trusted you with his life, Castiel wasn’t sure it would be the same for him.  What if you didn’t want him in your home either?

Castiel was greeted with a hug when you opened the door.  He was reminded of your caring and gentle manner when you quickly brought him inside.  He almost didn’t know how to react to your kindness.

“I was told to expect you Castiel,” you smiled, leading him down the hall.  “The bathroom is down here, and your room is right next to the bathroom.”  You turned around to face the angel.  “There should be a fresh change of clothes in your room.  I’ll get out of your way so you can get settled in.  I don’t want to overwhelm you.”

“[Y/N] you don’t have to do this,” Castiel mumbled, looking into your eyes.  “Everywhere I go…”  Castiel’s words trailed off as he let out a long sigh.

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IMAGINE Jungkook as a University student at Julliard. He’s majoring in music and is aiming to become a pianist in the near future. He’s that one guy who’s making everyone’s head turn , including yours. He often plays on purpose to attract your attention and it works everytime. “ Moonlight Sonata” he’d sigh before undoing his tie and staring at you “ it’s my favorite.” You blink as he suddenly grabs onto your hand “ Want to learn how to play it ? ” his attractive voice makes you weak. “I’m sure I can teach you a thing or two” he’d press his long fingers on the notes and keys to play a beautiful melody. He hovers his gentle touch over your trembling fingers. “ Relax” he’d whisper in your ears “ Everything is under control” his sexy tone makes you nervous. “ I’ll make sure these fingers…” he grabs your fingers in his large hands as he inspects them before adding “ …become just as skillfull as my own” his lips whisper against your neck as your cheeks turn a few shades of red.

Birthday Surprise - Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: I wrote this in a rush so if it’s not very good I apologise in advance.

Requested from anonymous: Today is Ben Barnes’ birthday!! I’m so excited! So in honour of his birthday can I request a Sirius Black x Reader imagine where it’s Sirius’ birthday and the reader with the Marauders prepare him a surprise? Thank you!


Sirius woke up with a strange feeling this morning. Oh yeah. It is his birthday today. He didn’t expect anything from his friends. Perhaps they don’t even know what else it is today, than a simple Sunday. Little did he know that this exact moment his best friends, the Marauders and Y/N, were down at the common room trying to prepare his surprise.

“No! No! No!”

“Come on Y/N you didn’t like anything we suggested.” protested James while eyeing Remus to defend him.

“She’s right you know, Prongs. We can’t scream ‘BARKY BIRTHDAY’ the moment he comes down.”

“Why not?” he whispered-yelled, not taking it anymore. “I think it is a brilliant idea! You guys know that 'Barky’ is the word he would have chosen to say as a joke. He’s Padfoot after all. We know him pretty well.”

“Yes, James, exactly. That’s why we can’t do this. We don’t want to do something he would have done and said on his own. We want to catch him off guard. Besides, he doesn’t even know we know it is his birthday today.”

“You’re so annoying today!” James exclaimed trying to control his anger for his best mate’s sake.


Y/N wasn’t annoying in real life, but today she wanted to make something special for Sirius’ birthday. Sirius never really celebrated his birthday and he never talked about it. In fact, he never told anyone when his birthday is. All she could think about was a way to make him feel loved. She loved him, yes, but that didn’t affect anything. She would have surprised him anyway. These feelings, though, made her work harder and try to do more thinks that just to yell 'Barky Birthday’.

“Y/N!!” Remus almost screamed while waving his hands in front of her face.

“Sorry I drifted away.” she apologised. “What were you saying?” she asked with an innocent smile on her face.

“I asked how did you manage to learn when his birthday is.”

“I just bought some candies to Regulus and gave him some advice for a girl he fancies, in exchange for Sirius’ birthday date.” she replied feeling proud of herself for doing so.

“Amazing” said Remus admiring his friend for her cleverness.

“We still don’t know what to do with his surprise guys! We’re wasting time right now.” James joined them reminding them that in any moment Sirius will come down.

“I say we do something spontaneous. Something he never saw us doing before. So we will catch him off guard and each of us will do what we think it’s best.” Y/N suggested.

“All right. Remus and I will scream 'BARKY BIRTHDAY’. No objections!” James said turning to Remus who was ready to protest. Remus just rolled his eyes.

“Y/N? What will you do?” they boys asked her.

“I have something in mind. But let me do it first and then you can scream your wish as many times as you want.”

“Why?” James asked her impatiently.

Sirius appeared at the top of the staircase but nobody noticed him. They were deep in conversation and he couldn’t help but wonder what they were talking about with so much passion.

“Be patient. You’ll see.”

“He’ll see what?”

Everybody froze immediately and turned towards the staircase to find Sirius looking back at them. He took a few steps and soon enough he was standing at the end of the stairs leading to the boy’s dormitories. He stared at his friends waiting for an answer.

“What do we do now?” whispered James.

“Watch” Y/N told them with determination. She stood up.

“It is now or never.”

“Now or never wh-hmpf”

Sirius couldn’t finish his question. Y/N ran across the common room and towards him. She jumped and fell in his embrace. Luckily Sirius caught her and put his hands on her lower back while she placed her lips upon his like her life depended on that kiss. He kissed her back with the same passion. Their lips moved in sync proving that they were perfectly made for each other and expressing the feelings the two teenagers felt for the other. They parted only when they felt the necessity to breathe. Y/N looked down at Sirius and grinned widely. Sirius smiled too and let her down on her feet.

“Happy Birthday, Pads” she said satisfied with how her plan went.

“BARKY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, PADFOOT!!” screamed James, while Remus rolled once again his eyes and clasped Sirius’ shoulder wishing him 'Happy Birthday’ with a warm smile.

Sirius couldn’t believe his ears. They knew. They knew and they had surprised him. They actually cared about him. If he were anyone else, he would have wanted to know how they found out. Sirius Black, though, couldn’t care less. All he cared about right now was the girl with the beautiful smile in front of him. His first love had actually kissed him. He’s never been kissed like that before. And he couldn’t help but admire this little angel looking him in his eyes. He cupped her cheek and brushed her cheekbone with his thumb. She closed her eyes savoring the moment. He leaned in and pressed his lips upon hers softly, like she was fragile and she would break at any moment. When the kiss ended she asked eagerly like a little child:

“Ready for your presents?”

“I thought you were my present” he replied and kissed her forehead, being happy for once on his birthday.

*I’m Luke in this scenario, wherein I’m happy and drunk, and I just want to celebrate with everyone and spread some love all around!

After being on this site for almost 8 years, I recently reached a follower milestone and I wanted to take this opportunity to thank a lot of people by doing my first follow forever! I’ve only became super active when I officially joined the Shadowhunters fandom a few months ago. With that in mind, most of the people I would like to thank are those that made my experience here worthwhile, and also those that gave me lots of inspiration and motivation through the beautiful content they share—fanfics, gifs, edits/graphics, etc. It was because of you that I finally rekindled my love for writing after neglecting it for years, and also the reason for me to learn how to make my own gifs and experiment with photoshop (which is so enjoyable and fun, so thanks for that!).

The list of people here are a mix of those who I admire from afar, those who I recently became friends and mutuals with, and those who are part of my lovely Shadowhunters family (#our loft in Brooklyn). Here’s a lil shoutout to all of you, for being such lovely and amazing people!

[ohh and to my other followers, I just want you to know that even if I don’t mention you all here and I don’t follow you back, I see you and I still appreciate all of you. You all mean the world to me! So, thank you so much for all the love, everyone xx]

***I feel like I missed a few people. So, if I miss anyone, I’m so sorry and please tell me so I could add you here!

A-B

@a-brave-turtle / @abloodneed / @alec-gideons / @alec-ty / @alecbaene / @aleclove / @alecs-lightwood / @alecslittlesnores / @alecsmaguns / @alecsmaia / @alecsplushpillow / @alexanderimfine / @alightwood / @amorverus / @anonomonomous99 / @bane–lightwood / @bane-of-brooklyn / @blckthrn-crstrs / @blissfullybane / @blj2007 / @bloodboneandmuscle / @blushyalec / @broodingalec / @byemagnus

C-I

@canislytherinthings / @champagnemagnus / @claryfairechild / @darthlightwood / @dazzling-magnus / @dearestalec / @devpatell / @dimshums / @divinemagnus / @everydayshadowhunters / @f-f-f-fight / @flawlesslylightwood / @flower-crown-lover@fluffyjimon / @gayndsoft / @glitter-bane / @goldmagnus / @highkeybane / @highwarlockkareena / @howisalexander / @hufflebee@isabellebiwoods / @isabellelightboob / @itscuteust / @itsimonlewis

J-M

@jael-or-not / @just-dolphin-things / @justalexanderlightwood / @kingmagnvs / @kklainesmalec / @larlarinlalaland / @lewis-bane / @lgbt-malec / @lightbanes / @lightwoody / @lonelyimmortalsoul / @lookingforalicante / @maghnvsbane / @magnificentbane / @magnusbaene / @magnusbaneofbrooklyn / @magnusizzy / @magnuslights / @magnusragnor / @magswoods / @malecislovely / @matt-in-the-hat / @mothersalem / @msalexiscriss / @mundanelion / @muslimagnus

N-Z

@nanf1c / @omg-daddario / @pastelbane / @pastelfrays / @patronuass / @patronusmagnus / @peaceandcows / @prettywarlockk / @pure-magnus / @responsibilititty / @rooawesome / @s0ftmalec / @sexthaz / @smilefortheliving / @snifflyfists314 / @soft-raphael / @softjimon / @softmagnuslightwood / @softshumjr / @spreadlovelikelegs / @velasquezbats / @vlademetri / @wonderdaysoflunacy / @wynn-does-art / @zendaya-colemen