i swear one day i will see him perform live and it will be magical

All Too Well (M) | Pt. 1

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Epilogue

Summary: You and Yoongi shared a loving relationship with one another until you both agreed to end things and pursue your separate careers. But two years later, Yoongi is a member of the ever growing Bangtan Boys, and you are a new makeup artist for their upcoming tour.
Pairing: Yoongi | Reader
Genre: Fluff/Angst/Smut; Idol & Makeup Artist AU
Word Count: 6,061
Author’s Note: I always wanted to try my hand on a Yoongi chapter story, and then I saw this prompt on tumblr and decided to go with it. I also want to note up ahead that I’m not super familiar with how the recruiting process for Kpop groups go and my knowledge only extends to really quick skims of articles just to get the basis. Regardless, I hope I can get to more parts, so let me know what you think.

also idk if this should be considered a prologue or a part 1 but oh well im just leaving it as part 1


You suppose that it all starts and ends with a letter.

Dear Mr. Min Yoongi,” Your boyfriend reads across the kitchen counter, fingers curling tightly around the paper in his hands, eyes blown wide with a gaze depicting such rare intensity that you’ve actually stopped fixing your morning coffee just to catch a sight of his expression. You can’t entirely place the feeling weighing itself into your stomach, so you settle with staring at him and trying to keep your own facial features as neutral as possible. “We are pleased to inform you that you have passed the final audition at our label and therefore are officially recruited into our newest group Bangtan Boys. You are going to be one of seven other boys joining our label as trainees and we are excited to finally bring everyone together to prepare for debut. Although training won’t officially start until next week, we ask that you come to the studio tomorrow morning to meet the other members as well as be prepped on our expectations and scheduling. We wish to congratulate you on your hard work and look forward to getting to know you more in the coming years. Sincerely, Big Hit Studios.”

When Yoongi doesn’t react immediately to the positive news, you flicker your gaze up to study him. His eyes, once again, are scanning the paper, quicker and quicker with each line as if he didn’t read it or hear it correctly the first time around. His eyes have grown to the size of saucers at this point, and you would have thought him to be a statue had it not been for the rather loud inhales and exhales coming from the boy. The sight itself would have been rather comical had it not been for the context behind the stare.

So you try for a gentle smile, leaning a little on the counter to try and further gauge his expression. “Yoongi?” You inquire softly, reaching a hand across the space to run your hand along his shoulder blade. “Baby, are you alright?”

Yoongi blinks, snapping himself out of his trance as he shifts his gaze from the letter to you, back to the letter, and back to you. “I did it?” He whispers, the statement sounding more like a question above anything else and you find your lips curling up into a fond smile in light of Yoongi’s confusion—even though he was the one to read the letter multiple times, running over the words in his own mind repeatedly.

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anonymous asked:

What's the lettuce thing about?

Alright, so. Get ready for weirdness, because Egyptian mythology has a lot of that.

One of the most prominent and foundational myths of ancient Egypt is how the god Osiris was killed and dismembered by his brother Set (in some accounts, after an affair with Set’s sister-wife, Nepthys, who then gave birth to Anubis), put back together by his sister-wife Isis, then made the god of the afterlife. When she was piecing her husband back together, she found all but one of the fourteen chunks of him that had been scattered across Egypt by an enraged Set. That chunk would be his penis. But never fear, for Isis is the goddess of fertility, so she made her husband a new one out of wood (thus explaining why embalmers would make false ones for the actual dead). So completed, she rode him and became impregnated with a son, Horus (the Falcon, not to be confused with Horus the Elder, the Hawk, who was these four’s presumably-long-suffering brother). Osiris then went off to be ruler of the dead somewhere in the vicinity of the stars we call Orion, leaving the question of who was to rule the land of the living - his elder brother and semi-justified murderer Set, or his legitimate yet posthumous  son Horus?

This brings us to The Contendings of Horus and Set, which is ostensibly an epic battle of order vs chaos, but mostly involves a lot of letter-writing and whinging back and forth between the gods because some liked Horus (who was the last king’s son and generally a guy who liked order and not usually killer [except that one time when Isis got too involved and actually wounded Set herself which Horus was not about for some reason and so decapitated her] ) and some liked Set (who was powerful and experienced and had good relations with foreign powers [being that he was the god in charge of them] and had proven himself to be a great protector to Ra against Actual Evil God Apophis and his night demons and whatnot). There were a lot of pointless squabbles between the two involving weird god things like who could hippopotamus better or build ships out of stone (spoiler alert: Set actually built his ship from the top of a goddamn mountain and managed to make it float long enough to get halfway down the river, Horus just made his from pine when no one was looking and just plastered the thing to look like stone. Who was the better dude in that one? You decide.). One time Horus got his eye ripped out and Set lost his testicles - an incident which involved what is probably the oldest recorded pick-up line in history: “How lovely your backside is. How broad your thighs.“ Smooth, uncle Set. Smooth.

Anyway, after eighty years of this the supreme god version of Ra got tired of their shenanigans and told them to lay off for at least one night, for all of their sakes. Set looks at Horus and goes, “Yeah let’s do this thing. Party, my house, tonight.” Horus looks at Set and thinks, “Seems legit.”

So they go party at Set’s house. Just them and the servants and lots of honey and beer and the single bed made up all nice just for them. Halfway through the night, Set rolls over and puts his dick between Horus’ thighs. (Er, depending on the time period you’re reading the myth from, this act is either consensual or not. It mostly depends on how vilified Set is by whichever cult’s in power at the time. In any case, Horus is awake and unrestrained for this.) Horus catches the semen in his hands, and when he gets home in the morning shows his mother. Who promptly freaks out, cuts his hands off to toss into the Nile, fashions him new hands of clay, and then jacks her son off into a pot.

I could not make this up.

This is where The Lettuce Thing comes in. The lettuce species that the ancient Egyptians had was a long, hard stalk that secreted a white, milky substance when cracked and squeezed. So you can see where they would get the idea that it was a phallic aphrodisiac. Well, it so happens that when Isis went to Set’s house, she found out from his gardener that Set loved eating lettuce every day. You know where this is going. Now, I’d like to point out that she didn’t just randomly overhear this and got a wicked idea. No. No, she went and asked outright what Set’s favourite food was, because she was gonna give Set a taste of his own (or well, her son’s) medicine no matter what.

Fast forward to the next court session, and Set - being the asshole that we know and love - decides to announce to the room at large that he should get the throne, because he totally tops. Well, being that ancient Egypt was a highly patriarchal society it - like most ancient cultures - looked down on the receivers in male-male relationships. But while everyone’s boo-hissing at Horus, he just calmly requests a Magical Pregnancy Test for both his and Set’s semen. They do it, and Set’s shows up somewhere in the river (wherever Horus’ old hands are), which perplexes Set and somehow doesn’t phase anyone else. Then they test Set, and lo and behold Horus’ seed reacts from within him!

In very old versions of the myth, this is where the god Thoth is born from Set’s forehead. In others, it’s Thoth performing the test and so the semen emerges in the form of golden disc, which Thoth promptly takes and puts on his own head as a crown. *shrug* Egyptian mythology is a weird case where a jillion different cults formed, then came together, then fought/reformed/vilified/reconciled/destroyed/assimilated one another over millennia, so the origins and motives are a bit wonky. Thoth is one of those deities that had been worshiped before writing was even a thing [although writing became his Thing], and so has many conflicting origin stories - mostly he just seems to appear at some point due to the power of his own voice. I like to think that, since he is also a master of Time, that Thoth may have actually created Himself in that instance, but his presence got spread out through time - back far enough into the beginning that he could trick the moon into giving up five extra non-month days each year, so that Nut could birth his parent-grandparents without repercussion.

But I’m getting ahead (behind?) myself. The point is, now all the gods think their Powerful Guy Set is a big fat bottom, which ~a king shouldn’t be~ and Set is all butthurt about his trick backfiring on him. He sulks off to the river, where he issues the stone boat challenge mentioned earlier but then his boat sinks and he rips up part of Horus’ and realizes that it’s just disguised wood, and it looks like the shenanigans will continue until someone gets the bright idea to just fucking write to the dead king about what his wishes were (apparently it’s Thoth who suggests this, which is why I buy the myth that this is when he was born, since why did no one else - even Isis who resurrected the guy - think of that? Finally, a god of Sense!). Osiris sends them a letter back to the effect of “What the fuck do you think my wishes are. If my son isn’t instated, my next gift basket will be an army of zombies, I swear to myself.”

The council is convinced.

Set’s put in chains and brought before them by a gloating Isis, but he cedes with as much grace as he has left. In most versions of the myth, he’s set free and reinstated as Ra’s bodyguard to thunder away happily in the desert, and in a few later ones (basically after Lower Egypt takes over Upper Egypt) he’s punished somehow, like being taken to the north and bound there by his other wife (in something rather similar to Loki’s fate with Sigyn). In some, he and Horus reconcile and even bless pharaohs together, tying their lotus and reed together around the living king as a symbol of unity and strength between Upper and Lower Egypt.

And that, dear Anon-chan, is The Ancient Egyptian Lettuce Thing.

GOT7 As Roommates

So I was reminded of the one I did for BTS (which you could find here) and I thought this would be a cute thing to do <3

(gif credits to the original owners)


Originally posted by magiccastles

(hot ass)

  • he strikes me as a dad type
  • like he’ll be kinda protective of you, making sure you don’t stay out too late and come home at the right time.
  • he’ll say that it’s to keep a watch on you but he lowkey misses you.
  • typical dad always ends up falling asleep on the sofa.
  • so you always have to shake him to get him to actually go to bed.
  • you’ll feel really awkward when you accidentally call him dad bc he basically is
  • “is this a new fetish or something?”
    “shut up im jaebum”
  • also just another gross male that you have to deal with.
  • “leader of got7 or president of the US i don’t care, just wash the dishes”
  • people often mistake him for your boyfriend bc you guys are weirdly comfortable around him.
  • he’ll probably just walk around half naked with no shame
  • you’ll just throw his dirty laundry to get him to put clothes on.
  • does get a lil’ awkward if you’re ever upset.
  • will shyly admit he ordered take out to cheer you up and you chill for the rest of the evening.
  • he’ll get quite angry if someone has upset you or work is giving you a hard time but won’t show it.
  • since he’s a dad for thot7 as well, just expect the guys to often be over.
  • reliable dad friend roommate beom ™
  • you always make him cringe or make fun (in a friendly way okay)
  • you’ll be over sitting in a weird position on the sofa you’ll just be like “the a teaser, amirite” and poor boy would die of cringe.
  • with that weird dinosaur laugh he has

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YOI Fan Rec Friday


Thank you for all the great recommendations this week!

Rec’d by anonymous:
rouge line by oeuvre, Teen, 7.4k
If there was one person Yuuri didn’t want to work with on a job, it was definitely the close friend he’d accidentally slept with.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Haute by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 9.4k (WIP)
Yuuri is a hot dancer and a dedicated fasionista. He doesn’t care what the haters have to say on the matter, he knows it and his subscribers know it. Shockingly, Victor Nikiforov seems to think so as well. And when Victor’s attention is focused on Yuuri, life begins to take an interesting twist.Has Victor always been so extra?

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Omni-Phichit by NonDairyRay, shamarmon, Explicit, 11k (WIP)
Phichit wakes up one morning to find he has attained full sentience. He is then forced through his own personal hell of living through different genres of fanfiction, and the only way to move on is to get Yuuri and Victor together. Luckily, he is the (multi) universe’s greatest wingman!

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Closing Shift by yaboykatsudon, Teen, 6.5k (WIP)
Bag-N-Save’s cashier extraordinaire Victor Nikiforov entered his second summer working his part time job. It wasn’t the most glamorous job out there, but it helped keep the lights on and pay for college. Being in a service job trained Victor to be ready for anything that was thrown at him, except for the cute, brown-eyed guy asking where the new trainee meeting was at.

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Rec’d by @kyrie101 and anonymous:
a silver splendour, a flame by thehandsingsweapon, Not Rated, 86k (WIP) **Major character death
When a magic user’s craft fully matures it manifests in the form of a spirit guardian. Mages and elves bearing these familiars spend a year presenting them to each of the high courts throughout the year’s festivals. Both Viktor and Yuuri have their reasons for hiding the full extent of their gifts – Viktor’s been hurt before, when his own powers were used against him; Yuuri’s been warned that everyone will want his; what will happen when Yuri comes of age, and in doing so, makes two very bright stars finally cross?

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Rec’d by anonymous:
More Than Okay by LoneWolf_With_Internet, 6.4k
While on tour, the last thing Viktor would have expected during his stop in Japan would be to give a free performance to his fans at a karaoke bar, but what surprised him even more was the cute Japanese skater – that Viktor swears he’s seen before –the crowd pressured into joining him on stage for a duet. Needless to say, Victor had more fun than he originally anticipated.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Language Barriers by Galloping_Monroe, Teen, 108k (WIP)
Victor Nikiforov had always wanted to travel the world. When an opportunity arises to spend his final year of university study abroad, he is quick to leap at the chance. Twelve months spent in twelve different countries, he can’t wait to see new places, meet new friends, and finish out his degree with a bang. He just didn’t expect to fall in love along the way.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
A study on awards, nail polish and tears by Singittome, Teen, 1.3k
Viktor Nikiforov has won everything there is to win! Except everything meant nothing when I had nothing. That was a lesson I had to learn the hard way, before you came to untangle the noose around my neck.

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Rec’d by @iretae :
Sorry i stole your hat, i needed to hide the flowers you grew in my mind by badtimesforall, Mature, 3.7k (WIP) **Graphic depictions of violence 
“Hey,” Yuuri mumbled weakly, pointing to Victor’s head. “Isn’t that my hat? I’ve been looking for it."Victor stared at him incredulously. Yuuri offered him a faint smile, and then promptly keeled over.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Soon We’ll Be Found by lilithsins, Mature, 61k (WIP)
When Yuuri’s life is unintentionally turned upside down, he and Viktor are thrown onto a path in their relationship that neither of them could have foreseen. The future is a vast, uncertain cavern before them, and if they’re going to get through it, they’re going to have to lean on each other, to trust each other more than they ever have before… and it isn’t always going to be easy.

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Rec’d by @poppysicle :
The Cure for Loneliness by poppysicle, Gen, 6k (WIP)
There are some unforgettable moments in life that Yuuri wishes to collect through his photos. His mother’s birthday. The first time he got a poodle. Skating at a large competition. The birth of Yuuko’s triplets. The family’s vacation to America. Last day of college. All the ones that mean the most to him. The only time he wasn’t able to snap a picture for the first time, was meeting him.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
even Time by DiAnna44, Mature, 18k
"After minutes, hours, days, weeks, Victor finally pulls back, but that passion, that fire, that love that usually exists within his eyes are filled with disgust, with sadness, with horror, and if Yuuri was anybody else, he might have mistaken those feelings to be aimed at him, but Yuuri isn’t anybody else, and has been with Victor for months now, almost a year, knows him almost as well as he knows himself, and Yuuri can see that Victor is disgusted with himself.”

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Rec’d by @omgkatsudonplease :
Meet Me by the River by c0rnfl0wer, Explicit, 11k
Every Kupala Night has come and gone without his attending, but now that Viktor Nikiforov is getting older and taking over the position as leader of his village, he has to start taking his life in a different direction. He wasn’t sure whether he expected anything at all in this way. But when Yuuri catches his wreath, he finds the path he had always longed for.

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Rec’d by @onceandalwaysenglishmajor :
Of Fics and Fantasies by OnceAndAlwaysEnglishMajor, Teen, 5k (WIP)
Victor is a big shot published author who has lost his motivation. Yuuri is an English teacher who writes fan fictions and has aspirations of being a published author one day. Chris introduces Victor to fan fiction to hopefully get his motivation to write back. Things get interesting when Victor discovers Yuuri’s fan fiction of his work…

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Devil’s Backbone by Eznorb, Not Rated, 14k (WIP) **Please read the tags before reading!
Yuuri Katsuki, an angel that has been residing on Earth for ten years, is currently hiding from his own kind and from demons. All is going well until a demon stumbles across his home and decides to overstay his visit. Now Yuuri must deal with his gnawing anxiety and unwelcomed -though quite attractive- visitor. Though even with his not so fond past experiences with demons, Yuuri gradually comes to realize that not all of them are what his mind subconsciously crafts them to be.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Gray by fluffyloser, Mature, 13k **TW Eating disorders
The four times Viktor stopped eating and the one time he didn’t.

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Rec’d by @ponyons :
lucky stars by telespecteur, Mature, 1.4k
viktor and yuuri katsuki-nikiforov have a meaningful conversation, from the wall to the bed.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Direct Order by Nemamka, Explicit, 2.9k
“Where is he?! Where’s Private Katsuki?!”
His men never saw the Captain so full of anger. There was murmur. They looked around, searching. Then nobody moved. The silence grew on the battlefield.
Turned Wingman by Nemamka, Gen, 3.1k
Christophe wants to see Viktor happy. Good thing there’s a random pole at formal banquets like this, right? This is his point of view about that night, with a little bit of one-sided Vicris feels.

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Reaction: They find out you know their dances.

Request: And for my lovely lorax, could I get reaction from GOT7 or BTS, when they find out you know their dances (but you were keeping it a secret from them) :) <3 I love you as always ^^ 

~Bts reaction.  

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After an especially long day at practice, Seokjin walked into your apartment, dumping his bag near the door and wanting nothing more than to cuddle you. It was then that he noticed the music coming from your living room. 

“Is that….Blood, Sweat and Tears?” he asked himself as he made his way towards the living room. He stood in the doorway and watched as you flawlessly finished the dance. He was about to applaud when Run came on. He watched with wide eyes as you danced to the song. 

“Wow Jagi! That was amazing!” he said as the song finished. You wiped around and found him in the doorway smiling brightly at you. He laughed as your cheeks heated up. 

He walked over and pulled you into his arms. 

“Don’t be embarrassed Jagi, you’re really good,” he whispered into your hair. 

Seokjin would be so flattered that you know his group’s dances. He’d also think it’s really cute and would want you to dance in front of the other members. He’d be you’re No.1 supporter from then on.


“That’s it for today guys. Go home and get some rest,” the choreographer announced after several hours of practice. You breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Yoongi. 

“I’m just gonna grab a drink from the vending machine, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” he said as he followed the other members out the door. You nodded and watched as they walked out. As you stood and stretched, your eyes landed on the speaker in the corner of the room. You wondered if you’d be able to do the new choreo, you had been sitting in on all the boy’s rehearsals after all. 

“Eh, what the hell,” you muttered to yourself as you turned the speaker on. The music blasted through the speakers and you started into the dance, unaware of the fact that Yoongi was watching. To his surprise and yours, you completed the dance without a hitch. When you turned to stop the music, you collided with Yoongi who’d already turned it off. 

“Not bad amateur,” he said with a smirk. You scoffed and folded your arms. 

“Em, excuse you! We both know that I did way better than you did.” Yoongi rolled his eyes and patted your head. 

“Okay, okay. You keep thinking that,” he replied. You slapped his arm playfully as he smiled smugly at you. 

 Yoongi would be kinda impressed that you know their dances. Considering he himself struggles with remembering them all, he’d find it cool that you know them.


“Y/N, that was amazing,” Jimin exclaimed as you finished dancing to Boy Meets Evil. You blushed as you got up and grabbed your water.

“Good enough to show Hobi?” you asked and he nodded enthusiastically with a smile. 

“I think so too.” Both you and Jimin’s heads snapped up to see Hoseok standing in the doorway, grinning. Jimin laughed and hid his face in his hands. 

“Caught,” he muttered. 

“Hobi, how long have you been there?” 

“Long enough to see you flawlessly dance Boy Meets Evil,” he replied and you groaned. 

“You weren’t supposed to see yet! I wanted to surprise you,” you whined and Hobi laughed as he made his way over to you. 

“Jimin, why are you hiding?” Hobi laughed and Jimin shrugged, still giggling. Hobi turned to you and pulled you into his arms. 

“Jagi, why didn’t you get me to teach you?” he asked, sounding slightly offended. 

“As I said, I wanted to surprise you,” you replied. Hoseok smiled and hugged you tighter.  

Jung Hoseok would absolutely love that you know their dances as he’s a dancer himself. He’d be so so happy and extremely flattered. 


“Rap Monster, you’ve recently announced your relationship with Y/N, so tell us a little bit about it. How long have you two been together?” asked the interviewer. Namjoon smiled at the mention of your relationship and lifted his mic. 

“We’ve been together for a while,” he answered. The interviewer nodded then asked; “So I think it’s safe to assume you know about their Youtube channel?” 

Namjoon’s eyebrows shot up and your jaw dropped. 

“No no nO NO!” you yelled at the TV, “Damn it!” 

You sighed as Namjoon glanced over his shoulder at his members, who shrugged, all of them looking just as confused as their leader. The interviewer smirked as they pressed play on a remote that had somehow magically appeared. A video of you dancing Run popped up on the large screen behind the group. They quickly turned around to see you and six of your friends flawlessly performing the dance. 

“Woah go Y/N,” Hoseok cheered, Taehyung and Jungkook soon joining in. Namjoon stared, awestruck. When the video ended, the members all clapped and cheered, Namjoon included. The interviewer then went on to explain that each of you danced the part of your bias, and Namjoon’s awestruck expression was replaced with a smirk. 

“Really?” he asked and you yelped, quickly turning off the TV and flinging the remote across the room. You sank back into the couch, wishing that the bloody thing would just swallow you. 

About half an hour later, your phone beeped, informing you that you have a text. 

Namjoon: Bias huh? 

You: I hate you.  

Namjoon would be so cocky when he finds out. He’d also be very impressed and flattered, but that wouldn’t stop him from teasing you.


“Right, time to get some work done,” you said to yourself as you hit shuffle then put in your earbuds. Just as you were about to get elbow deep in sudsy water, Lie started playing. You swore under your breath and walked into the living room. ‘The guys were all asleep and probably will be for a while. Might as well,’ you thought to yourself. As the song continued you started dancing. How could you not? Not only was it a great song, the choreo is amazing and it is your boyfriend’s solo song.  

As the chorus started, Jungkook lazily plodded into the room and froze when he saw you dancing. He smiled cheekily to himself and half ran to Jimin’s room. 

“Hyung! Hyung wake up,” Jungkook whisper-yelled as he shook the older guy’s shoulder. Jimin groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. 

“What is it Jungkook?” Jimin asked quietly. 

“Y/N’s dancing to Lie in the living room,” Jungkook said excitedly. Suddenly, Jimin was wide awake and out of bed. Him and Jungkook quickly made their way to the living room. Jimin laughed softly as he watched you dancing. 

“Hyung, Y/N’s really good,” Jungkook breathed and Jimin smiled. It soon came to the part in the choreo where Jimin gets lifted. Jimin decided now would be the best time to make his presence known, so he ran into the living room and picked you up bridal-style. He laughed when you shrieked in surprise. He quickly put your down, pulling your earbuds out in the process. He began singing it quietly and doing the dance. You couldn’t help it, you nearly immediately joined in. 

Jimin’s smile widened as you danced. He sang louder as you moved in sync, undoubtedly waking some of the other members but neither of you really cared. Seokjin, Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung wondered into the room and stood beside Jungkook, watching the two of you. Soon, the song was over. Jimin turned to you with a huge smile on his face, you mirroring it with a bright one of your own. The other members clapped and cheered loudly but were silenced by a voice from down the hall. 

“Can you people really not let me sleep?I swear to God, if any of you so much as breath too loudly, it’ll be the last thing you f*cking do!” Yoongi yelled and you all burst out laughing.

Jimin would be so flattered that you took the time to learn all of his dances. He’d really be touched by it and probably wouldn’t be able to stop smiling.


“Hoseok’s go,” Jimin said and Hoseok nodded. He turned to you with a smile and you raised your eyebrows. 



“I dare you to dance to whatever song I play,” Hoseok dared you and you rolled your eyes. 

“I thought you of all people would come up with something a little more creative,” you said as you stood up. Hoseok smirked as he selected the song. Your eyes widened in shock as Blood Sweat and Tears started playing. You gulped loudly as you got into the start position. 

“Are they really doing our choreo?” Taehyung whispered to Jimin as you started dancing. Jimin nodded and Taehyung’s jaw dropped in shock. The members sat there, completely dumbfounded and speechless. Taehyung’s jaw was practically on the floor at this point. 

When you finished, you turned to the guys and laughed at their shocked faces. 

“What? Did you think no one else but you guys knew that dance?” you teased as you sat beside Taehyung, who gave you a very confused look. You laughed as you reached out and closed his mouth. He glanced around at the other members, still not sure that he just witnessed that.

Taehyung wouldn’t have a clue how to react at first. The poor guy would be stunned into silence. He honestly be so flattered and amazed that you know his group’s dances. 


You were an a variety show with Jungkook and the other members. Bighit thought it would be a good idea so the fans could get to know you better. 

“So, a poll was posted to Bts’ official Twitter a few days ago with options of different challenges for Y/N. I now hold, in my hand, the results of said poll.” The MC opened the envelop and pulled out the card. 

“Please don’t be Random Play Dance. Please don’t be Random Play Dance,” you muttered under your breath as the MC read the card. 

“And the challenge is….Random Play Dance!” You sighed and shook your head as the guys cheered. 

“This is no ordinary Random Play Dance though. This is Random Play Bts Dance!” The guys cheered even louder and you groaned in annoyance. You knew nearly all of Bts’ dances but you’d never planned on telling Jungkook that. Now, he was definitely going to find out. 

“Music start!” You took a deep breath as the music started. I Need U blared from the speakers and you immediately started into the chorus. Bts suddenly became your personal cheerleaders the second you started dancing. The song switched to Fire straight after the chorus and you effortlessly changed dances, not missing a beat. 

Nine songs later and the guys were nearly losing their voices. Jungkook was definitely the most excited out of them all, he was completely freaking out! 

“Random Play Bts Dance complete!” the MC announced after the 11th song and the guys whooped and hollered as Jungkook pulled you into a hug.  

“Jagi, that was amazing!” he laughed as you blushed bright red. 

Jungkook would be so impressed! He’d really love the fact that you had learned his dances and would make sure you knew it. 

Dany is Mance + Stannis

and Jon’s feelings on both are clear

Mance. Like Dany, Mance is the foreign invader who creates an army of Dothraki-like raiders to attack the realm. Mance also has an oversized image of himself, is a mess of contradictions, and loses sight of the bigger picture.

What Jon thinks of Mance:

Jon thinks he’s nothing more than a charismatic Euron Greyjoy or Drogo, whom he would kill if he had to, to protect his family and his home:

Mance had spent years assembling this vast plodding host, talking to this clan mother and that magnar, winning one village with sweet words and another with a song and a third with the edge of his sword… hammering a hundred different daggers into one great spear, aimed at the heart of the Seven Kingdoms…I will kill him if I must. The prospect gave Jon no joy; there would be no honor in such a killing, and it would mean his own death as well. Yet he could not let the wildlings breach the Wall, to threaten Winterfell and the north…For eight thousand years the men of House Stark had lived and died to protect their people against such ravagers; and reavers … and bastard-born or no, the same blood ran in his veins.

Jon has little respect for Mance’s main “accomplishments” as king:

All Mance ever did was lead an army down upon the realm he once swore to protect.

Mance’s attack on the Wall pisses Jon off. So much that Jon thinks of Mance’s favorite song (about how great freedom tastes) while pouring fire down on him:

Grenn was rolling a second barrel to the precipice by then, and Kegs had one as well….A flaming giant lurched into view, stumbling and rolling on the ground. Then suddenly the mammoths were fleeing, running from the smoke and flames and smashing into those behind them in their terror… When they break, they break hard, Jon Snow thought as he watched them reel away. The drums had all gone silent. How do you like that music, Mance? How do you like the taste of the Dornishman’s wife?” 

Jon regrets not killing him when he had the chance:

I should have tried to kill Mance Rayder on the Fist, even if it meant my life. That was what Qhorin Halfhand would have done. But Jon had hesitated, and the chance passed.

Jon believes that his people have bled enough. He understands their daily struggles, while Mance and the wildlings do not:

“This land belongs to the Watch,” Jon said.
Her nostrils flared. “No one lives here.”
“Your raiders drove them off.”
“They were cowards, then. If they wanted the land they should have stayed and fought.”
Maybe they were tired of fighting. Tired of barring their doors every night and wondering if Rattleshirt or someone like him would break them down to carry off their wives. Tired of having their harvests stolen, and any valuables they might have. It’s easier to move beyond the reach of raiders.” But if the Wall should fail, all the north will lie within the reach of raiders.

Stannis. Stannis is the monarch who uses the act of saving Westeros as a marketing campaign to convince people he’s the rightful king. After conquering the wildlings, he gives them a choice: death by ice, or death by fire. They can either pass through the Wall and kneel; or remain free but stay north of the Wall and freeze. He wants to convert them to his religion - a religion which just happens to position him as the world’s savior, Azor Ahai. 

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Pennywise The Dancing Clown x Reader: Awesome Mixtape Vol 1

A/N: The reader shares their music mixtape with Pennywise the clown in his lair. *Gotg references vol 1 & 2

Warning(s): Swearing; Clowns; Blood; Injury; Long

You were walking up the street listening to your boombox that your mom gave you. You were going to the old house or what Richie Tozier calls it ‘The Crack Peoples House.’ You’d been going to the house when you needed time to yourself. You just listened to your music on your own.

You sat on the old couch, just listening to your music. After the tape ended, you took your headphones off and you started to go home until you heard a noise in another room. You, being your usual curious self, decided to follow the noise. You just assumed it was crack heads back in the house.

You went downstairs to see a well. It looked weird so you wanted to go inside to see what was inside. Maybe you could find a more secretive place in the house where no one could disturb you. You grabbed the rope that was on the side and you climbed down.

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Day Fifteen of @snowbaz-feda! Word count: 1100

Sharing a bed AU, takes place in Year 2. Inspired by some nutty 12 year olds I spent time with earlier.

DAY 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 10 | 14 | 15

I’m sharing a sleeping bag with Snow right now, so I should be happy. This was my dream, right? But Snow never thinks about anything, or notices anything, or cares about anything, and… he’s dumb. I’ve had a crush on him for two years now, and I should give up on it already. It’s been so long—for two whole years I’ve been in love with stupid Simon Snow.

Today started out easily enough. Every boy in Year Two hiked deep into the forest for a school sponsored camping trip (to learn about how Normals live). By the time we arrived, Snow discovered that his sleeping bag was missing (I set it on fire). I pointed out that the path back to school was ominously trailed with blood (a trick performed me, the vampire). I was waiting for someone to point out the obvious (that Simon should share a sleeping bag with me, his roommate of two years), but Snow started furnishing a bed from fallen leaves, refusing any magical help from Ebb, our chaperon.

The leaf pile was almost as long as Simon’s body when I walked over to torment him.

“Sleeping on the ground tonight, Snow? Just like you do in your foster homes?” His fist balled up, predictably, but I was surprised to see a glimmer of hurt in his expression.

“Why is there blood along the trail, Baz? I know that was you that did that; you’re a vampire. Are you leaving a path for yourself? Scared you wont find your way home?”

“Watford isn’t home, Snow. You’d know that if you actually had one.” I didn’t received the expected punch, instead what I got was more like an attack from an animal. Snow jumped at me with the full force of his body, his hands landing around my throat and tackling me to the ground.

Simon was on top of me, touching me, and, sure, trying to kill me, but I did have his full attention.  His blue eyes were vibrant against the splotchy red on his cheeks, and when a bead of sweat dripped from his forehead to mine, I smiled. His hands continued to squeeze my neck. I don’t know if its possible kill a vampire like this, but I was feeling patient enough to find out.

I never did, though, because a few moments later Ebb used strike a pose to freeze and separate us.

Simon stayed glued to Ebb’s side the rest of the day, but I don’t think that she spelled him to. I think he just likes the goat lady. When she caught me staring at Snow, she winked.

Eventually, night fell and the air turned cool, even though we had a huge fire roaring. After roasting marshmallows, every fell asleep except for Simon and me. I couldn’t sleep because my vampire hearing was catching all of the noises of the forest, and the loudest noise of all was Simon’s chattering teeth.

He was less than a meter away from me, laying on his piles of leaves. Ebb had offered to make a sleeping bag, but Simon stubbornly refused and told her that sleeping bags are for posh boys who are frightened of camping. Then he tripped me and I almost fell into the fire. That made me so angry that I spent the rest of the day thinking of ways to get him back, but when I heard how cold he was, I started to feel sorry for everything we’d done to each other all day. I’d never seen Simon cold before. Ever.

It was easy to roll over and close the space between us. When I was next to him, I unzipped my sleeping bag and told him to get in. We were both little enough that two could fit inside.

He said, “Did you put ants in your bag?”

“No,” I whispered.

“Are you going to, if I get in? Or do anything else weird?”

“Crowley, no. I’m being nice, Snow. Hasn’t anyone ever been nice to you before?” I was embarrassed, and it made me angry, so I started to move away when his hand grabbed my sleeping bag.

“Fine,” he sighed, and crawled in next to me. Our heads were on opposite ends of the same pillow, and I used the opportunity to count the moles on his face.

“Why are you such a jerk?”

“Because I…” Simon raised his eyebrows, silently telling me to give him an answer. The night was making me feel brave. “If I tell you, you have to swear not to laugh.”

“I swear it.”

“Shake on it, like a gentleman.” There’s a small amount of space between us in this sleeping bag, and our hands found each others’ with ease. We shook twice, and then he let go.

“Just tell me, Baz.”

I blurted it out before I could think about it too hard. “I like you.”

“As in… You like like me?”

“Yeah. So.”

Snow looked angry. “You’re kidding. I knew you wouldn’t tell me anything. Piss off, Baz.”

With that, he turned his back to me and fell asleep within seconds. I’ve laid here fuming for what might be hours. We’re sharing a sleeping bag, so I should be happy. That’s all I wanted when we started this camping trip. But I can’t believe that I just bore my soul to Simon stupid Snow, and he didn’t even believe me. He’s so oblivious, and dumb, and clueless, and I know he’s never going to like me back. And he surely will never like like me back.

I like him. And I like like him. And I think I love him. And I know I hate him. I wish I could just get over these hopeless stupid feelings I have for this stupid boy.

When Simon rolls over, I first feel his breath on my neck, but then I feel an arm wrapped around my middle, pulling my body closer to his. It’s almost like he’s hugging me from behind, but it feels like more than that because his feet are intertwined with mine.

I really want to stay awake and memorize every second of this moment, but being held by Simon is so comforting that I’m drifting off to sleep only seconds later.


When Ebb wakes us up in the morning, Simon is still holding me. He’s blushing deep red when he flings himself out of the sleeping bag. Ebb just stands there and winks at me, humming something dumb that sounds like a love song.

Unpopular Opinion : Dany might be Fire Resistant in the Books as well! 

For years, I’ve heard book readers being extremely condescending when show viewers say Dany is fire resistant & claim Drogo’s funeral was a unique suicide attempt she managed to survive because of blood magic. I kept hearing “Read the books!”, “D&D are evil for making her walk out of Dosh Khaleen unburnt” & “George himself confirmed.” So I read the book and found out the exact quote for “George’s conformation” 

Granny: Do Targaryens become immune to fire once they “bond” to their dragons?
George RR Martin: Granny, thanks for asking that. It gives me a chance to clear up a common misconception. TARGARYENS ARE NOT IMMUNE TO FIRE! The birth of Dany’s dragons was unique, magical, wondrous, a miracle. She is called The Unburnt because she walked into the flames and lived. But her brother sure as hell wasn’t immune to that molten gold.
Revanshe: So she won’t be able to do it again?
George RR Martin: Probably not.

So the only thing this clarifies is that all Targaryens are not immune to fire & the birth of her dragons was a unique miracle compared to any dragon birth in the past. “Probably Not” does not mean “No”, it means it’s probable with a probability ranging from 0 to 1. He either didn’t make a decision on the canon back then or wanted to leave room for mystery or change. The credibility of that “Probably” means even less when in ADWD(book canon), Dany survives being burnt by Drogon’s fire at such close range that her hair burns off (her hair burns off even after Drogo’s funeral in the books) but she isn’t hurt. Let me make my case. 

The Dragon all Targaryens wish to be: 

  • There is a mystical fire resistant figure referred to as the “Dragon” that Targaryens aspired to be and some died trying to test if the are fire resistant. A guy named  Aerion Brightflame died after drinking Wildfire.
  • Rhaegar was called ‘the last dragon’ because he was born during the fire of Summerhall.  
  • Mad King believed he would survive the burning of King’s Landing.
  • Dany says “He was no dragon, fire cannot kill a dragon,” when Viserys died so even she believed in this dragon myth as well and so did he since he constantly calls himself the dragon. 

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  • In her dream after her childbirth, she has dragon wings pierce out of her back, her skin burns hot, she flies & meets Rhaegar in armour, only to see her own face when she lifts his visor. “You don’t want to wake the dragon, do you?” is constantly chanted in this dream but it ends with, “Wake the dragon.”
  • Baelor Breakspear & Aegon V were the only two I know of who were visualised as actual dragons in visions, before Dany had that vision of herself as a dragon. Aegon V actually died causing the fire at Summerhall because he tried to hatch eggs the way Dany did. 
  • After she survives a fire she’s called ‘The Unburnt’ & ‘The Last Dragon’, I read that as: Dany is finally this mystical fire resistant Dragon that many Targaryens before her only wished to be. 

This myth has to come from somewhere! One could question that George was asked if all Targaryens become immune to fire once they bond with that dragons. All he said was that they were not & the birth of Dany’s dragons was a unique miracle.  It sounds more like a comparison to Targaryens in the past, rather than a statement about her own fire resistance. She was resistant to heat & high temperatures even before the ritual so there was magic within her. She had sensed the truth of it long ago.” she thought when she was not burning by Drogo’s funeral pyre. I interpret it as : No dragon rider or hatcher was ever reborn as a Dragon or walked through flames like Dany did. That her walking out Unburnt was something only she could do and the birth of her dragons from fossilised eggs was a miracle resulting from a combination of magic within her & the magic surrounding her at the moment. 

She didn’t seem like someone committing suicide

This is her speech to her remaining Khalasar before she walks into the fire in the show, does this sound like someone about to commit suicide? It’s not very different in the book. 

  • When they are about to add the weapons Dany received as bride gifts on her wedding to Drogo’s funeral pyre, she says, “Those are mine, and I mean to keep them.”
  • When Jorah calls her Princess, she clarifies that now she is his Queen.  "Why do you call me that? My brother Viserys was your King, was he not? Viserys is dead. I am his heir, the last blood of House Targaryen. Whatever was his is mine now.“
  • When Jorah is worried that she might be planning to burn & die with Drogo, she tells him, "You do not understand.” 
  • She swears to Jorah she will not die when he asks : “You do not mean to die with him? You swear it, my Queen?”  Though she doesn’t promise him she wouldn’t walk into the fire. 
  • This is what she’s thinking when she addressed Drogo’s remaining, after most of them left, “Dany called the Dothraki around her. Fewer than a hundred left. How many had Aegon started with? she wondered” She gives them a speech to convince them to follow her 
  • She names three of them her blood riders even though they immediately reject it by saying following a woman would be a dishonour & their only duty is to take her to Dosh Khaleen to join the widows of fallen Khals.  
  • She promises to give Jorah a dragon-forged sword one day and says, "You are the first of my Queensguard.”

She might have had a moment of hopelessness in this scene but she doesn’t seem like someone about to commit suicide, she seems like she’s confident she’ll survive this and she sounds like someone with a very clear plan for the future, about to make a power move since Dothraki follow strength above all.  This is her first thought when she rises from the ashes with her dragons later and the everyone kneels to her “Dany had only to look at their eyes to know that they were hers now, today and tomorrow and forever, hers as they had never been Drogo’s” 

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She clearly seems like she knew what she was doing

  • The first level of funeral pyre, the wood is set from East to West for sunrise & sunset. The second level they lay his belongings & the third twigs are set from North to South for Ice & Fire. They slaughter a horse to be burnt with him. (The description is simpler that the one on the show)
  • Mirri Maz Duur challenges her that she has gone mad & doesn’t know what she is doing, “You do not have the words to to make a spell, nor the wisdom to find them. Do you think blood magic is a game for children?… Whatever you mean to do, it will not work. Loose me from the bounds and I will help you.”  So Dany was obviously upto something.
  • She is aware that everyone thinks she’s gone mad but she bathes in scalding hot water before the ritual without flinching “She liked the heat. It made her feel clean.” So at this point she is aware heat can’t blister her, even boiling water. She gets ready & then prepares Drogo.
  • She pours jars of fragrant oil all over the pyre &  orders she handmaidens to fetch her eggs.
  • When Jorah advises her that she could live out her days a rich woman by selling the eggs : “My Queen, Drogo will have no use for the dragon’s eggs in the night lands”. She only responds with, "They were not given to me to sell.” .
  • When the witch calls her mad, she simply says “Is it so far from madness to wisdom?” and asked Jorah to bind the witch to the pyre. Note that the witch told Dany when she started that she lacks the wisdom to perform magic. This is the first time the witch is actually scared.
  • Dany poured the oil over the woman’s head herself. “I thank you, Mirri Maz Duur,” she said, “for the lessons you have taught me.” When Mirri says she won’t scream, Dany says something noteworthy, “It is not your screams I want, only your life. I remember what you told me. Only death can pay for life.” At this moment the witch is scared for the first time, so Dany is actually performing a ritual. 
  • “Dany looked and saw it, low in the east. The first star was a comet, burning red. Bloodred; fire red; the dragon’s tail. She could not have asked for a stronger sign.” At this point I was completely sure she is performing a ritual rather than simply cremating Drogo. 
  • When she lights the pyre, she just stands there admiring the fire as it grows and it doesn’t hurt her, she doesn’t just jump in to burn. She tests the waters first, or fire in this case and slowly edges in as she realises she’s not burning but her clothes have begun to. 
  • “Dany stood her ground. She was the blood of the dragon, and the fire was in her. She had sensed the truth of it long ago.”  I’m sure somewhere deep down she knew she had magic in her that she doesn’t burn easily but she slowly edges into the fire when she realises it’s not hurting her & only burning her clothes.
  • Now, she thought, now… “She heard a crack, the sound of shattering stone”… ”a chunk of curved rock, pale and veined with gold, broken and smoking. The roaring filled the world,”
  • Only death can pay for life. And there came a second crack, loud and sharp as thunder,”
  • At this point she is completely engulfed in flames, “She heard the screams of frightened horses, and the voices of the Dothraki raised in shouts of fear and terror, and Ser Jorah calling her name and cursing. No, she wanted to shout to him, no, my good knight, do not fear for me. The fire is mine. I am Daenerys Stormborn, daughter of dragons, bride of dragons, mother of dragons, don’t you see? Don’t you SEE? With a belch of flame and smoke that reached thirty feet into the sky, the pyre collapsed and came down around her. Unafraid, Dany stepped forward into the firestorm, calling to her children. The third crack was as loud and sharp as the breaking of the world.”

I know all Targaryens aren’t fire resistant but she clearly has magic in her and is ‘The last Dragon’. Just because it’s canon that all Targaryens weren’t fire resistant, doesn’t mean Dany isn’t. Coming to the birth of her dragons…If we go by this logic of ‘Only death can pay for life’ her trust in the witch got her son killed, Dany herself killed Drogo later & she straps the witch to the funeral pyre. Three deaths for the life of three dragons - the miraculous, unique & ritualistic birth of her dragons, unlike any Dragon births before. 

Honestly, how anyone can be so arrogantly confident that she isn’t fire resistant & it was a one off lucky suicide attempt simply because George clarified that all Targaryens are not fire resistant & the birth of her dragons was a miracle…all that cockiness & disregard for show canon simply based on a “Probably not”??? This is why I stay sceptical of iron clad claims made my fans of the source material when they start mocking adaptations & fans of adaptations. The books & George’s quote does not clearly state that Dany is not fire resistant or that it was a one time thing & she can’t survive fire for a third time in the books.  To me, it just seems like a popular fan theory among book readers based on someone’s skewed interpretation of George’s quote about Targaryens, which doesn’t seem to be backed by both book & show canon. 

♡ Looking for Contacts! ♡

I figured now was a good a time as any to make this post! I’d been mulling over it for a while, and I’m getting tired of my own shyness and anxiety! I’m looking to spread my wings a little in the rp community and make a few new connections! I have a small roster of characters to offer, and I’m more than happy to rp with any of them!

I should preface this by saying I’m in Australia. My timezone can sometimes be a little bit wonky. I’m a full-time university student who works from home, so I can generally be quite flexible usually later in the week, but I’m always open for discord rp! 

I’m looking for just about anything. Dark plots, lighthearted stuff, a one-off run-in, anything at all! I don’t really have any hard limits when it comes to rp, and the few I do have seem to be shared amongst almost everyone. I do tend to be quite wordy when I post- I consider myself a multi-para writer, but I don’t ever expect my partners to match. Quality over quantity! (and I talk shit most of the time). Each of my bbies has a tumblr, and they are all linked. Feel free to message me here if you’d like to get something started, or on discord! My discord is Sunny#4558 ! I’m super nice! I swear! I’m just anxious all the time!!!!

Etani’a Sedi

Tani is a shroud-borne Keeper. He works as a courtesan for the Wanderer’s Elysium, and he frequently graces their stage with racy songs he’ll sing, dance, and often strip to. He’s extroverted, talkative, kind, vain, greedy, talented, and heedlessly generous.

He has a big heart, and initially; that’s hard to see. He has a difficult time letting down his defences (often, those consist of clouting his skills, or his looks - he’s aware he’s attractive), because what lies beneath is scarcely good for business. He’s an insecure wreck with anomic aphasia, a small drug problem, and a dark, bloody past. But, hey - he’s pretty good with healing magic!

Hooks: If you’re from the Shroud, the Keeper clan name ‘Sedi’ might be familiar. His clan were responsible for establishing communication between the Sylphs and the Wailers once upon a time. If you’re a frequent patron to the Keeper’s Kiss, you likely have heard his name – or seen him perform! If you’re part of Ul’dah’s underground, it’s possible you might come across him in your deals. If you’re a healer, he could come to you for help in finding therapy for his aphasia. If you’re a mercenary looking for work– there’s a thousand and one things I could throw your way. 

Mouse Vaegaji

and now for something completely different. Mouse is a certified member of the Black Lotus. He’s a rail-thin mix of Seeker and Keeper with nine fingers, and one eye. The company he keeps is generally odd, and equally as disarming as he. Mouse’s past is something he’ll generally withdraw from delving into, and ‘Mouse’ is almost certainly not his real name. 

A thief by trade, Mouse is playful, talkative, volatile, violent, obsessive, immature, impulsive, unpredictable, brash, kind, and above all; loyal to a fault. He adores shiny things, small animals, knives, and blood. He’s a simple dude with simple pleasures. Sure.

Hooks: You’ll know Mouse if you’ve had any dealings with the Black Lotus. He’s present in Limsa’s Fisherman’s Bottom more often than not, seeking food. He’s easily won over with small gifts and trinkets - and rarely asks for payment in gil. He’s a hired killer, who is particularly skilled at getting in and out of places unseen. A master of brewing lethal potions and pawning them for pretty gemstones in Ul’dah, Mouse is also rather good at gathering information he likely shouldn’t know. He’s even better at forgetting said information once he’s paid off adequately.

Vilde Eres

Vilde’sae is a traditional wood witch from the Shroud. He leads a simple life out of a small, moss-covered cabin in the forest, filled to the rafters with plants, and all matter of small critters. His day to day life generally consists of gathering herbs, caring for his plants, feeding his animals, and brewing a small plethora of questionable potions to later sell to his business contacts in Gridania.

Vilde is a softly-spoken man, and his presence - while calming - brings with it the sense that something is deeply wrong. Though his words often consist of confusing accolades, or strange anecdotes, his smiles are kind, and despite his disfigured appearance, his intentions seem well-placed. Still, if one might have any small amount of ability to sense aether, it would be quite clear there’s something amiss with Vilde. As if he is bewitched in some way.

Hooks: If you’re lost in the Shroud, he might be able to help you find your way. If you’re seeking wares in Gridania, it’s possible you might stumble across the strange witch in black, with potions in his satchel. If you’re a hired blade, he’d be able to pay you for your help. If you’re in need of healing, he could provide. If you seek consultation with spirits, he could serve as a medium. If you need voidsent banished, an area warded, or a ritual performed - he can help. But, there’s always a price to pay!

Arae Ejinn

Arae is a water witch from the Steppe. He’s never set foot in Eorzea, though he’s heard more than enough to wonder. He’s a deeply curious soul with anger issues, and a sincerely short fuse. It doesn’t take much to set him off. He’s introspective, eager to learn, creative, impulsive, reckless - and deeply, deeply fond of the land around him, and the creatures that inhabit it. He’s traditional in his ways and his beliefs, and impossibly naive despite his age.

For the majority of his life, Arae worked for a small Doman syndicate that used him to move their goods inconspicuously through the waterways and rivers between small villages where the Empire didn’t patrol. His freedom is new, and novel – and he’s still deeply bitter at the hand he’s been dealt.

Hooks: If you live in the Steppe, it’s likely you’ll stumble across him. He’s nomadic, and solitary - but always offering his abilities as a healer in return for pay. If you’re also an Ejinn, it’s likely you might know him, or come across him in your travels. If you have an animal who needs healing, he could help you. If you’re sick with any manner of fever or cold, he could offer his abilities and therapies in turn. If you’re part of the Kugane underground, he might be familiar to you, but he likely won’t be happy to see you. I’m happy to play in other characters as members of his old syndicate, too!

♡lion-squad’s Klance Fanfic Rec♡

As of January 6th 2017, these are my all time favorite klance fanfics. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did <3

My Top Favs™ (aka so good I cry thinking about them):

You Never Stood A Chance by Kagoshima

lance to hunk ♡
>i’m gonna fukin die hunk oh mygod i sent
>keith a work out selfie that i wan supposed to fcukin send to you and you know what it said

(Or, Keith is beautiful, Lance has a crush, and there’s lots of shirtless selfies)

Pepsi cola- by stalemateBecks

It starts like this: Lance looking up at the scoreboard only a few days into his Garrison training and muttering to himself, “What the hell kind of a name is Keith?”

I can’t help but want- by aknightly

Lance deals with the aftermath of being sucked into a black hole and stranded on an alien planet. When Lance wakes up, all he can see is blue.

Cause you’re learning me(WIP)- by Safra

Here’s what Lance knows about his mysterious flatmate:

1. His name is Kevin. Or Keith. Or something like that.
2. He’s studying astrophysics which, honestly, is pretty cool.
3. He doesn’t know how to use the washing machine.
4. He can’t cook. Like— At all.
5. And— Well. And that’s about all Lance knows about the mysterious Kevin/Keith because, after nearly two months of living together - after almost two months of sharing a bathroom and a kitchen and all the other things that come with being flatmates - Lance has never, not even once, actually seen him.

Call me beep me- by Safra 

(00:31) Do you think she gave me the wrong number on purpose?
(00:31) Or was it a genuine mistake?
(00:32) Like maybe she writes funny and I misread it?
(00:32) Some of the numbers do look a little dodgy…
(00:33) Cause, you know, her threes could very easily be poorly formed eights? And maybe she writes her sevens like her ones?
(00:45) What
(00:46) The
(00:46) Fuck???
(00:47) Oh good, you are awake!

where lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there

The little things- by fairietailed

On Friday Hunk can hear the two of them behind him as they walk to the control room, and he swears he hears something akin to a kiss, and Keith whispering.“That’s 10-7, Cargo Pilot. Try catching up.”

When Hunk turns around Lance is bright red, and there’s a foot of space between him and Keith. Or maybe he’s imagining things?

Nightmares- by trashness

Lance’s nightmares are getting out of control. It’s effecting his and the team’s performance, but he’s at a loss for how to fix this.Apparently sleeping next to a warm body helps.

In a hundred lifetimes (I’d find you and I’d choose you)- by ashtxns

It happens to him and he’s alright with that. But ever since Keith started appearing in the other versions, Lance can’t help but think that the universe is trying to tell him something.

Or, Lance travels to different versions of his life. The only constant is Keith.

Sight for sore eyes- by Writewild

Photographer!Lance’s deadline for the magazine he works on the side for is coming up really soon, and has to search last-minute photo opportunities soon. One boy catches his eye.

Altea school of witchcraft and wizardry (WIP)- by yeah_no_sorry

Some kids go to Altea (magic school) and learn a lot about both themselves and each other as they struggle through magical homework, detention, and battling the dark wizard Zarkon and his evil forces. (Harry Potter!AU)

The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake(SERIES)- by asexualrey                                                                              a series of one shots centered around the paladins and hurt/comfort

You Don’t Wanna Be AloneThe very last thing Keith wants is for anyone to make a big deal over this when he’s perfectly capable of taking care of himself.

My Head is Dizzy NowAllura had better get there soon. He doesn’t want to be responsible for Lance dying just because he’s completely useless.

Weak linkThe one thing he always wants when he doesn’t feel well is his mom, and she’s…god knows how far away she is. She probably thinks he’s dead.
In this moment, he almost wishes he was.

Other really good ones I like:

Whiskey (part ½ of Whisky)(smut)- by Redburn

What’re you drinking?” the sultry voice asked.

Keith glanced up, momentarily shocked into silence. The guy - not even kidding - was fucking stunning.

champagne supernova (part 2/2 of whisky)(not smut)- by Redburn

Keith tries to ask Lance to marry him. Then he tries to ask him again. And then he tries again-By the forth time he’s pretty sure the universe is just fucking with him now.

The greater enemy- by genericfanatic

Lance is displeased when he finds out his crush and childhood friend is dating Takashi Shirogane. Keith is displeased when he finds out his foster brother is dating Princess Allura. Both are equally displeased that this means they end up having to live together. So they decide to do something about it.

In the silence of a safe place- by sassively

When it all gets to be too much, Lance stops time. Keith stays with him until Lance feels ready to start the world again.

And I’ll keep you a daydream away- by ashtxns

But, I mean, y’know, am I gay for Keith? You – Wait. What?”

He stares at the camera.

“Oh my God. I am gay for Keith.” (parks and rec! Au)

Found in translation- by princevince

Lance and Keith are on a stargazing date in the Castleship’s smallest observation deck. The stars help to shed some light on a few things.

Squeezing my heart- morvish

5 times they kissed, and 1 time they talked about it.

Alternatively: Lance and Keith don’t start off with the best communication strategy.

3 words or less- by fairietailed

Keith,” Pidge says, resting their elbow on the table and their chin on the palm of their hand. “Describe Lance in three words or less.”


”Lance lets out a squawk of protest. “What are you even talking about?! You know exactly who I am!”

Keith doesn’t look at him. “I’m unfamiliar with the name.”

Sweet quiznak- checkeredcloth

You’re really into him,“ Hunk mutters, and wow, Lance’s face is on fire. Hunk is killing him.”

Look, read into how you like, Freud, just make sure that if I die Keith knows I totally would’ve mowed his ass like grass. That way, I can laugh hysterically at his emotionally-constipated expression from the afterlife.“

Or: Lance is badly injured and has a few skeletons in his closet. Or maybe just the one.

Eyes wide to you with wonder- aknightly

Keith doesn’t dislike his job, but he definitely dislikes Lance. Probably. Maybe.

“Coran thinks you’ll bang at the Christmas party but I think that’s giving you guys way too much credit,” Pidge says thoughtfully. “Hunk is a romantic. He thinks Lance is gonna ask you out any day now. I think he’s got a week or so before he owes me like a hundred bucks.”

“Pidge, what the fuck?” Keith says, flustered. He nudges them again with his foot, this time slightly harder. They scowl at him, swatting him away. “Why would you bet on me and Lance?”

Cut from the same stubborn cloth- by genericfanatic

Keith is keeping a secret from Lance. Shiro knows everyone looks up to him, but doesn’t feel that he deserves it. They both feel that they’ve been hurting their loved ones.

We don’t need to keep it hush- by jojotxt

snuggle muffin (6:38): haha i know right
snuggle muffin (6:38): i love you too

Pidge’s eyes widened, and she audibly gasped. No fucking way.

Bottle episode- themoistplinth

Everyone is sick of Keith and Lance’s constant bickering yet they still insist that they’re friends. The gang bet that Keith and Lance couldn’t spend three days locked in a room together without hurting each other, and they’re not entirely wrong

All we have to do- by aknightly

Keith gets hurt during a mission, and Lance is not sure how to handle that.

Lance wakes up on the floor outside of the medical bay, jerking wildly, body a mess of aches and twinges.

(UPDATE: now with links and descriptions!)

Magical!SVT: Hoshi

Originally posted by 17-gif

lol 420 blaze it. for @dumbbelle my beautiful friend

  • of course, our kwon fire is more inclined towards fire magic
  • he’s from an old family of magicians and they were all elemental so it was always
  • ‘which element will our little soonyoung master??’
  • the kwons got their answer when hoshi almost burnt down the family farm
  • mom ran outside to find her 5 year old son sobbing and cradling the chickens
  • dad decided to make an ill-timed joke about having chicken for dinner. mom was not amused

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Divided We Fall (OUAT - Peter Pan x Reader) Part 7

Requested by @ajakral

Synopsis: Who said there were no girls on Neverland? Who said Peter Pan ruled over this world on his own? On the other side of the island, far from the mermaid lagoon, the echo cave and the skull rock – that’s where (Y/N) and her girls lived. Because behind every great man there is an even greater woman, what would the king be without his queen?

A/N: Doesn’t star any OUAT characters apart from Pan, Felix and Wendy.

Word count: 3k

Part 6 <<<


Everything changed the day Peter brought Felix to Neverland. He was older than all of the other Lost Boys, more difficult to control, and he hated Y/N – a feeling that she returned. The boy had no respect for anything other than Pan, on whom he became entirely devoted to from one day to the next. Blinded by his own pride, Peter did not see the problem Felix might represent. The younger ones were in awe of the new boy who was so much taller, stronger, so much older. Y/N seemed to be the only one wary of him. And before she could think about it too hard, she was lurking in the shadows, looming over Pan’s shoulder to make sure Felix didn’t try anything.

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Ok I’ve been seeing imagines where Joshua is either a doctor/healer bc he’s really nice and caring, and like that’s cool and all; but cAN WE HAVE CARING WIZARD!JISOO WHERE-



  • He lives in this small town in medieval times

  • He goes around casting small spells

  • Like everyone knows he can do magic but then they don’t know how powerful he is

  • They think he’s just a neighborhood magician with potions and stuff

  • But he wants it to stay that way bc he thinks he’ll hurt someone if they ask him to do powerful magic and it backfires

  • Cue Jisoo sticking to just summoning a dragon made of steam, but make it seem like it was the steam from a potion he made of legendary water or something

  • Bc of the tiny dragons (his favourite spell) he’s really popular with kids so he talks with them a lot and they beg to see tiny fireworks

  • Peaceful life as the neighborhood immortal wizard

  • Until one day a little girl he liked talking to is about to die

  • Just a sweet little 6 year old who loves his tricks IS GONNA DIE OF PNEUMONIA OR SOMETHIN

  • He finally shows how powerful he is

  • But as expected the spell backfires

  • Actually, it worked; but not in the way Jisoo wanted it to

  • The little girl still dies

  • But her soul is given another chance so she’s reborn

  • Except like thousands of years later (in present day)

  • Jisoo makes some mirror that can see into the future

  • Bc forget they know I can do powerful stuff I just let my best fan die she was so sweet

  • He lets her parents have the mirror that can show what she’s doing at that moment (but in the future)

  • Jisoo locks himself away bc he doesn’t want to get bombarded by requests for magic

  • But when the little girl’s parents are about to die they beg Jisoo to come out of hiding to give him back the magic mirror

  • The second Jisoo leaves the house the parents live in, he looks into the mirror

  • And nearly freaking drops it

  • Because guess who’s in the mirror?

  • Well the (not so little) girl, obviously

  • But then he freaking losES IT

  • Bc she’s cupping someone’s face and kissing them really intensely

  • And turn out it’s him

  • This girl he “saved” is literally kissing his future selfWho else wouldn’t be freaked the hell out

  • Fast forward thousands of years later

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8 Things I Hate About You

Verkwan fluff/attempt at humor (don’t get ya hopes up tho i’m not funny) for @cheolhan ❤🍸 unbeta’d so please tell me if there are any mistakes!!

1. Your laughter
Seungkwan huffed from his spot on the couch, glaring daggers into the direction of Vernon, Chan and Minghao, all of whom were busy playing some stupid game.
“Lee Chan, I swear to God, if you throw another shell at me, you won’t ever see the light of day aga-” The rest of the sentence was a rather colourful curse, drowned out by Vernon’s loud laughter.
Loud, weird laughter. Who even laughs like that? You sound like a goat, Seungkwan wanted to say, but whatever. Not that he cared. It was just that… um… it was distracting! He could barely focus on his book because of that idiot laughing. And no, he definitely didn’t want to hear that laugh everyday for the rest of his life. Pfft. No. Why would he?

2. Your eyes
Seungkwan felt like a furious bunny as he stared at Vernon’s profile, the other boy fortunately not noticing. Why were his eyes so light? They shouldn’t be. Maybe if they were in the sun, it would be acceptable, but now? In the low light of the living room? No way. And the lashes? How could they be so long - surely it wasn’t natural? It made Vernon look like some cute-wait what? It made him look like some animal. A cow, for example. No, cows definitely aren’t cute, Seungkwan angrily convinced himself.

3. Your hair
How could it be so shiny? And smooth? And soft, even after being bleached and dyed and re-bleached and re-dyes so many times? Witchcraft, Seungkwan thought to himself as he brushed his fingers through the silky locks belonging to the boy currently sleeping in his lap. It wasn’t possible for someone to looks this cute with hair covering half their face either. It wasn’t just witchcraft, it was some sort of satanical black magic.
“Hey, Kwannie, do you wanna-” Seokmin was cut of by Seungkwan’s hiss.
“Shut it, can’t you see he’s sleeping?” He rolled his eyes. “I swear, hyungs these days have no respect…”

4. Your sleep
Seungkwan ran his fingers gently along Vernon’s jawline after a terrified Seokmin left, as if to ensure that the younger boy would stay asleep. It was stupid, tiring, and frustating, that Vernon was so cute and calm while sleeping. Every worry melted away from his face, making him look like a puppy. Seungkwan really wanted to deny the cuteness, but he couldn’t because he is weak and natural selection will surely get him soon. Hopefully it would be during one of these moments. That would be a good death.

5. The things you do to me
Seungkwan felt attacked, discriminated, and violated. He could have become blind, deaf, and mute. He could have died. This was a murder attempt.
All because of a certain Hansol Vernon Chwe, who couldn’t behave like a normal person for even just a few minutes. Seriously, the vlive wasn’t nearly boring enough for Vernon to have to kiss. His. Head. To make it interesting. Okay, sure, the fans’ reactions were amusing but Seungkwan felt the aforementioned natural selection coming for his weak heart as soon as he felt soft lips on his hair. One day, he would become the youngest person in the world to die of a heart attack, and a certain Hansol Vernon Chwe would be the one responsible for it.

6. Your smile
Seungkwan tried really hard to digest the butterflies in his stomach, but he was unfortunate enough to be sitting right in front of the cutest boy on earth- scratch that, Hansol Vernon Chwe, who was currently smiling at him. The heart attack was near, oh, so very near. While the pleasure of hearing Vernon’s laughter could be, hm, questionable sometimes, his smile was definitely a nice sight. Not that anybody other than Seungkwan should be able to see it. He didn’t want to have to bail Vernon out of prison for accidentially killing people with cuteness.

7. How silly you are
“WE’RE GOING ON A TRIP, IN OUR FAVOURITE ROCKET SHIP!” Was the first thing Seungkwan heard as he entered the dorm. Immediately followed by a rapped version of the My Little Pony theme song, performed by noone other than - you guessed it - Hansol Vernon Chwe. Seungkwan sighed deeply and tried his best not to smile like an idiot. He failed. But it didn’t matter, because Vernon’s the actual idiot out of the two of them.

8. How much you make me love you
“Seungkwannie, I’m sorry~” Vernon whined into his ear, hugging him from behind and almost making him fall over with how much taller he was. Seungkwan only huffed in response to the younger’s statement, choosing to further ignore him.
“Will you forgive me if I give you twenty kisses?” Vernon asked, planting one on Seungkwan’s ear.
“…Fifty.” Seungkwan muttered.
“One hundred.”
“Fine.” Vernon whispered, turning Seungkwan around in his embrace and starting from his forehead, to his nose, cheeks, and lips.
Why was Seungkwan mad again?

8. How loved you make me feel
For the seemingly millionth time, Seungkwan felt like his heart was gonna stop. Or burst. Or implode. Or he was just having a heart attack - again.
Vernon absentmindedly pressed a kiss to his neck, intensifying the elder’s feelings to lever 9000.
Seungkwan’s day had been shit. The worst part was that it was shit mostly because of really stupid reasons, making Seungkwan unable to talk about it. First, he woke up with a sore throat. Second, his headphones started breaking. Third, he found a hole in his favourite sock. Though what really made him break down in tears was the lack of sourcream in their fridge, and it was too late to go and buy some at that point.
But Vernon. Vernon didn’t ask questions, Vernon understood. That’s how Seungkwan found himself in this situation - his tears had been dried, he was wrapped in blankets and his sleeping boyfriend’s arms, and he was feeling ten times better without even having done anything. Plus, Vernon promised they would go and buy sourcream first thing in the morning.
Maybe he didn’t actually hate Vernon after all.
Scratch that.
Seungkwan loved Vernon, and there was no point in denying it anymore.

Fanaccount of the ISEOULU Concert in Kuala Lumpur 23/5/2017 (NCT 127)

First off I just wanted to say that this concert was FREE ADMISSION, and I was able to get tickets for zone A, which was right behind the VIP seating area. Of course the ones closest to the stage were Rock Zone tickets (won by lottery) so those who were sitting in Rock Zone would provide a slightly different fanaccount (and better pictures), so this is my account of the concert from where I was standing, which is about 500m to 600 meters from the stage.

Another thing to note is that this concert was used to promote Seoul City tourism, so even if it was a two hour concert, Yesung, Red Velvet and NCT 127 were not the only performers for the whole two hours. We had local Malaysian acts, Altimet and De Fam and a speech given by the vice mayor of Seoul and a magic performance. By the time all of that was over, Yesung, Red Velvet and NCT 127 only had about an hour left to perform. They each performed 4 songs and their ment had to be sped up.

This post is for NCT 127 but I have a separate one for Red Velvet and Yesung, so check those out if you want the full fan account!

NCT 127

  • Okay this is gonna be a long one because I am a huge NCT stan.
  • I have to say I thought I was going to be the only NCT stan. I thought everyone was here for Red Velvet and Yesung but I was so wrong, because when their intro VCR played, the screaming amplified by the thousands, glasses cracked, the building shook and about 10,000 cell phones were raised up in the air.
  • They wore mostly short sleeves or sleeveless for Johnny AND THE JOHNGUNS ARE REAL AND BEAUTIFUL HOLY SHIT I DIED.

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(baby protag tsukki drawn with love by @soodyo​)

ALL RIGHT, so jaywalkers (u know, that one haikyuu!! college AU) completes one year today! to celebrate, in addition to getting smashed this weekend, i’m setting up an FAQ post for all your queries about the universe, concerns about tsukishima kei’s wellbeing, and questions for bokuto koutarou. 

i’d like to thank every single one of my readers for all the amazing responses and love this story has gotten! i’m very, very happy. i write jaywalkers to make people happy and when i see it working, i’m over the moon.

to begin with, i introduce the two people without whom not only this ‘verse, but i, as a person, would be sitting in one of those big recycling dumpster things with a bottle of absolut and three hundred packets of doritos:

teddy/ @soodyo​ who i went down on one knee and asked to govern the kingdom of this verse with me. that is to say, my co-artist and everything that is good and pure in my life. (she stopped me from breaking suga’s ribs during a performance. believe me when i say she is the one that keeps jaywalkers safe.)

ksenya/ @fyolette​ who i went down on the other knee and asked to be the iron hand beneath the velvet glove re: my writing endeavours. that is to say, she told me that the apocalyptic photoshoot scene made her laugh in the middle of a swedish airport and i fell in love and said PLEASE BE MY BETA. she is asking me to let you know that she loses her marbles at the mention of jaywalkers!akaashi.

NOW, ONTO THE QUESTIONS. under the cut that is under these goddamn amazing character profiles, again by teddy.

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Missing: Part Nine

This is SHIT but here the fuck we go!

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“I think I may have an idea,” Sawyer said, seeming nervous and unsure.

“What is it?” Roman asked.

“Well,” Sawyer began. They paused, reluctant to go on with their idea. They took a deep breath and continued. “Aubrey’s favorite movie ever is Princess and the Pauper. She loves it even more than any Disney movie. She watches it like twice a day and knows the whole thing by heart. She could never resist singing the songs. And I doubt Distortion knows any of them.”

“So we should ask them both to sing a song from the movie and whoever actually knows a song is the real Aubrey?” Roman said.

“No. If we tell Distortion the movie, I’m afraid she’ll somehow find a song from it. It’s best if…” Sawyer trailed off, biting their dip. “It’d be best if I…” They took another deep breath. “If I sang the song, and she sings the other part.”

The real Aubrielle watched nervously as Roman and Sawyer whispered to each other. She tried to come up with some sort of way to prove she was the real deal but came up with nothing. She was starting to lose hope when…

“And you’re always free to begin again and you’re always free to believe.” The voice was familiar and the Aubrey would’ve thought it to be her own. She looked at the faulty Aubrey, thinking she had started to sing, but the other’s mouth was shut. It obviously wasn’t Roman. That only left…

“When you find the place that your heart belongs you’ll never leave,” Sawyer sang, their voice surprisingly beautiful. All this time, everyone thought that only Aubrey could sing as well as August could since she was where they got their love for singing and the other’s have admitted they aren’t as good, but that was proven completely false by the gorgeous voice Sawyer had—one identical to her own.

“You and I will always be celebrating life together,” Aubrey started to sing, revealing the other as Distortion. Sawyer gave her a small smile, one that grew upon hearing Aubrey’s wording of the next line. “I have found someone to love forever more.”

“Love is like a melody, one that I will always treasure,” Sawyer sang in return. “Courage is the key that opens every door.”

Behind them, Distortion changed back to her real form, scowling as the two continued their duet.

“Though you may not know where your gifts may lead and it may not show at the start when you live your dream, you’ll find destiny is written in your heart,” they finished in unison.

Distortion growled at them, but then remembered she had something else up her sleeve.

“You might have figured this out, but your friends are still in troub—” she began but was cut off.

“Though you may not know where your gifts may lead,” five voices chorused. Roman,   Aubrey, Sawyer, and Distortion turned to them, finding it was their missing friends.

“And it may not show at the start,” Roman, Aubrey, and Sawyer joined in. “When you live your dream, you’ll find destiny is written in your heart.” The three ran towards the other five, reuniting with hugs and laughter.

“How did you defeat my monster?” Distortion yelled.

“Oh! That’s right!” Piper said, turning to Roman. “You dropped your sword.” They turned to Distortion, clicking their tongue and pointing finger guns at her along with a wink.

“No! This isn’t over yet!” Distortion shouted.

“Give it up! You’ve already attacked us to monsters and captured the ones we loved most and we’re still here!” Roman said proudly.

“The one you love most?” Virgil repeated quietly. Roman turned to him and smiled, taking his hands and bringing them to his lips. He kissed his knuckles, then lowered his hands, still holding them.

“You are the one,” he said. Virgil’s face turned a deep red.

“I-I… You-I… I mean, well,” Virgil stammered. After a few more moments of stumbling over his words, he just sighed in defeat and pressed his lips against Roman’s. “You’re the one for me to…” Roman’s face lit up and he pulled him in for another kiss.

“Aww,” Pansy said, putting her hands over her mouth to hide her squeals. Suddenly, she froze. “Wait… does that mean…” She turned to Piper.

“Yes, it does mean that,” Piper said, taking the other’s hands.

“And does that mean..?” Patton asked, turning to Logan, who nodded.

“And I already know what that means,” Aubrey said, leaning down to kiss Sawyer.

“There is just so much love at one time, I think I’m going to faint,” Pansy said, tears forming in her eyes. “Everyone is just… ahhh!”

“Not everyone,” Roman said, looking at Distortion, who had sunk to her knees. Sawyer saw this and started to walk over to her. Patton did the same. They stopped in front of her, both offering a hand to help her up. She looked at them in confusion but reluctantly took their hands.

“Every trait belongs to someone,” Roman said assuringly. “Including you.”

“And I’m pretty sure I know who you belong to,” Sawyer added.


Everyone turned to Pansy in surprise.

“I just realized that the only one controlling August,” she explained.

“Oh, shit!”

Their shock doubled at Patton’s sudden outcry.

“Yo…” Piper whispered, bewildered by the ‘don’t swear’ traits curses.

“Absolutely no one is controlling Thomas!”

Paige sighed as they sleepily made their way to their office. Once again, it was just them. They sat down in their chair and were surprised to find August was already awake. They checked the sight screen and saw August was scrolling through Tumblr instead of getting breakfast. And they were never so happy about that.

Paige rushed out of their office and into Sawyer’s. They found the sarcastic trait sitting in their chair as if it were any other day.

“You’ve returned!” Paige exclaimed, running over to hug them.

“Yup,” Sawyer said, awkwardly hugging back. “And so has everyone else.”

“I’m so relieved,” Paige sighed before leaving to go see the others.

Sawyer smiled as they watched Janet, Distortion’s person, perform an array of fascinating magic tricks through the sight screen. August was sitting in the crowd, watching her excitedly.
There was a knock at their door and Aubrey stepped inside.

“What are you doing here?” Sawyer asked as Aubrey leaned down and planted a kiss on their cheek.

“I wanted to watch with you,” she said kneeling down next to them. “I also wanted to know if you wanted to watch Princess and the Pauper with me tonight.”



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fic: Harriet Potter Is

gender/sex swap au; slytherin!Harry au. gen.

AO3   |   FFN

Harriet Potter is going to be eleven in three seconds. She is going to be eleven in three seconds and she is lying on the dirty floor, looking at the cake she has drawn for herself in the dust.


(Harriet Potter closes her eyes)


(she makes a wish)


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