i wish i had this power as well

hermione still flinches when ron’s hands brush her neck and she doesn’t understand why she does, because the cold, metal sting and everything that happened later, is painfully different from his soft palms. she stops wearing perfume, and starts casting protection charms.

remus despises his nature so much that the scars on his body are from his own hands. he knows what the taste of wolfsbane is when it doesn’t quite work; bitter and unmistakably sweet—it’s sirius’s blood when he goes too far.

ginny’s hands shake uncontrollably when she writes for hours at a time. the words will start to swim across the page and mix and scramble into anagrams. hi, i’m tom. what’s your name? hi, i’m tom. what’s your name? hi, i’m tom. what’s your na—

pansy knows what it’s like to cast unforgivables on first years. she learns how to enunciate the words with refined perfection, and learns how to want to hurt them. she throws up in the abandoned washroom after every lesson, and finds comfort in the absent arms of moaning myrtle.

ron faints everytime he apparates. he’ll wake up in hermione’s lap; his hair wet against his forehead, and his arms heavy with sweat. he always reaches for his shoulder and visibly relaxes when blood doesn’t rub off his fingers. he doesn’t know how to control his anger either, and feels the shame creep into his skin whenever hermione looks at his chest. he knows that she’s looking for the locket because he wishes that was what he could lay his blame on.

tom falls in love at the age of twelve—watched glimmering jewels glide down his own hand and pool at the bland tiles in the orphanage; started fires just to keep things lively. he collects followers like sheep in a mindless herd and finds that the acclaimed intricacies of a human brain is much more dull than he had imagined. he holds fear like a baby would with a blanket and spends nights wishing he had more time. he dies knowing he never had enough.

draco knows what it’s like to have your mind violated and out bare for all the world to see. he remembers severus saying that veritaserum has no taste, and discovers that he was wrong. the so called non dimensional potion is much too similar to the taste of the silent pleas he shouted when he watched snatchers salivate at the sight of his mother, or the copper droplets of red that sprinkled the surface of his cracked lips when he watched children slaughtered in the blink of an eye.

sirius has spent his entire childhood without the warmth of a mother’s embrace or the reassuring words of a father. he tells himself he’s okay with it—that he would rather have no family than one that wished his friends dead. he doesn’t know what to think when he has neither family or friends alive—the only embrace he will ever feel again is the one that lurks behind bars in his azkaban cell.

luna stops searching for wrackspurts, and instead, starts organizing her fathers office. she should be relieved when people stop calling her loony lovegood but all she feels is the absence of her imagination. war, it seemed, was not an adventure, but an old friend that came at inconvenient times in history.

harry doesn’t want to start a family because every father he has ever had has been hurt at his own expense. ginny rocks his body against her chest and brushes the tears away from his eyes as soon as they fall. she tells him that he’ll learn how to be a father—that it will come as naturally as magic had. the sharp pain that lodges inside of him whenever albus retreats back into his room is reflected so blatantly on ginny’s face. he wishes that he were a blind man so that he never had to see his mistakes out in the open, and rubs at his fading scar.

despite the years that had passed, it seemed that all was not well.

anonymous asked:

Hello!! Can I ask for a friend zoned MC feeling unrequited love to the RFA + V & Unknown which ends in a "I like you god damn it" confession?? And they like you back?? Thank youuuu (: I love your blog btw

Author’s note: sorry this is so rushed I have to post Saeran/V’s separate bc this is so long || So some of these aren’t as much confessions as they are cute, BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY THEM NONETHELESS ♥

Yoosung

  • “To the left, MC!!!! NO, YOUR OTHER LEFT!”
  • You smashed the buttons of your controller down, hoping something good would happen
  • I have no idea what I’m doing.
  • “Uhh, Yoosung?”
  • “Hmm?”
  • “I think I just died.”
  • “WHAT?”
  • You set your controller down and glanced over at your best friend
  • His eyes were glued to the screen, tongue sticking slightly out just like it always does when he’s focused on something
  • The light from the monitor flashed white and Yoosung jerked forward, causing your knees to collide
  • You felt your face heat up at the skin on skin connection
  • “A-Ah, Yoosung?”
  • “Not now, MC, I think I can win this!!”
  • Yoosung leaned over in front of you, trying to get a better angle of the screen
  • You got a whiff of Yoosung’s shampoo and your heart skipped a beat 
  • I don’t know how he smells this good after playing video games all day.
  • You involuntarily reached out and ran your fingers through his hair
  • “…So soft.”
  • For a second you though you felt Yoosung leaning into your touch
  • But that’s probably my imagination…
  • The screen flashed again and Yoosung turned around to look at you
  • He was still leaning over on your side, your faces now inches apart
  • “I won!”
  • Yoosung gave you a close eyed smile
  • That damn smile.
  • When you didn’t respond to him, Yoosung frowned
  • “What’s wrong, MC?”
  • “…”
  • Screw it.
  • You summoned every ounce of strength you had and closed the gap between his lips and yours
  • Before Yoosung could react, you pulled away
  • “U-Uhhh,” you looked at Yoosung’s bright red face, “Congrats on the win?”
  • Do it!! Tell him how you feel!
  • “Yoosung, I-“
  • “M-Me too.”

Zen

  • It was just another average friend date with Zen
  • You, him, a small bistro, hundreds of fans all begging to get a picture with him
  • Just a normal day
  • “Zen, over here!!!”
  • “Sorry about the flash, I just HAVE to make sure it’s a good picture.”
  • “Are you stupid??? ALL of Zen’s pictures are good!”
  • You turned to look at your friend, who was soaking up as much of the limelight as possible
  • This dork…
  • He stood up and tapped on his glass with a fork
  • “Ladies, ladies, you can all get a picture with your Zenny, just be patient!”
  • “Since when are you theirs?” you mumbled, crossing your arms
  • Zen glanced back at you
  • Crap, did he hear me?
  • You gave him a big smile and a thumbs up
  • That ought to throw him off his tracks.
  • Zen turned back to the sea of fans
  • “I’ll be outside in ten minutes, so if everyone could make a line outside, that would be perfect!”
  • In the blink of an eye the restaurant was empty again, a flood of screaming girls and guys retreating outside to wait for their prince
  • A sigh of relief escaped your lips as Zen sat down
  • “Are you mad at me?”
  • You looked down at your food and began messing with it
  • “Don’t play with your food, MC.”
  • “Okay, mom.”
  • He sighed, “If you aren’t going to answer my question I’ll just go outside right now.”
  • Zen put his hands on the table and started to push himself up
  • “W-Wait.”
  • You grabbed his arm and pulled him back down
  • “I’m not mad at you,” you sighed, “I’m just mad that we never get to spend time together like we used to.”
  • Zen put his hand on top of yours and leaned in toward you
  • “What do you mean? I see you all the time up at work!!”
  • You stared at his hand
  • He’s touching me.
  • He’s holding my hand.
  • ZEN is holDING MY FREAKING-
  • “MC???”
  • You awkwardly coughed and pulled your hand away
  • “Y-Yeah, uh no… what were we talking about?”
  • Zen leaned back in his chair
  • “Never mind… let’s just eat.”
  • He lifted up his glass of water to his lips
  • Those lips…
  • “I love you.”
  • “WHAT?”
  • “DAMNIT ZEN!”
  • You pushed away from the table and stood up
  • “You spit all over my shirt,” you gestured down to the wet material that clung to your chest, “my WHITE shirt!!’
  • “W-Well you said that you… you love me.”
  • “Ah… that.”
  • And all of sudden, the floor became veryyyyy interesting
  • I wish I had the power of invisibility…
  • “MC, look at me.”
  • While you were contemplating superpowers, Zen had taken the time to walk over and stand in front of you
  • “Nah, I think I’m good,” you continued looking down, “the floor happens to be my favorite shade of… brown.”
  • A soft and warm hand tilted your chin up, and your eyes met his scarlet ones
  • “I love you too.”
  • You slowly leaned in-
  • “ZENNY, WE’RE WAITING~”
  • Offff course.
  • Zen stepped back and glanced at the girl peeking through the front door
  • There was the click of a camera and a squeal, and she was gone again
  • Zen scratched the back of his head
  • “Sorry, I guess it’s-whoa whoa WHOA, what are you doing????
  • You flung your wet shirt over the back of the chair and shivered
  • “Man, this place is kinda cold,” you looked up and smirked, “then again, I am wearing just a bra.”
  • You heard a very inhumane noise come from the back of Zen’s throat
  • “The fans can wait.”
  • Zen grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his chest, his lips crashing against yours
  • The beast was NOT contained that night

Jaehee

  • On your way out of the RFA building you glanced at your watch
  • Damn… it’s already 11pm? I stayed waaaaayyyy too late.
  • When you walked past the break room you heard the familiar sound of the copy machine clunking turning on
  • “…damn Jumin and his damn reports-“
  • I wonder if that’s…
  • “-with his damn cat and the damn cat wine.”
  • Yup, that’s Jaehee.
  • You peeked in the room and watched as she stuffed a stack of papers into the copy tray
  • She wiped her hands on her skirt and sat in the chair next to the whirring machine
  • “You should go talk to her.”
  • “WhAT THE-“
  • Seven put a hand over your mouth and pulled you away from the door
  • Jaehee glanced up and sighed
  • “Anyone there?”
  • Seven removed his hand and you lowered your voice to a whisper
  • “What the hell do you want?”
  • He glanced at the breakroom and then back to you, giving you his famous ‘I have an idea that could go horribly wrong or perfectly right’ look
  • “Good luck,” was all he said before grabbing you and harshly shoving you in the breakroom
  • “WAIT-”
  • But it was too late
  • In a flash the redhead was gone, and you were alone with Jaehee
  • She looked up and smiled
  • “MC? I didn’t know you were here so late! It’s nice to have some company.”
  • You stared at her, unsure of what to say
  • S-So cute…
  • “U-Uhh, yeah…”
  • Jaehee stood up and stretched, letting out a tiny yawn
  • “How much longer does Jumin have you here?”
  • She picked up the warm copies from the tray and leaned up against the machine
  • “I just have to run this back to his office and I’m done! At least, until he inevitably calls me at midnight asking for more cat food…”
  • You walked with her to Jumin’s office, continuing to listen to her rant about his late night antics
  • When the two of you finally got there, she plopped the papers in a box outside the door
  • “H-Hey, Jaehee?”
  • She glanced over at you
  • “Hmm?”
  • “You wanna go grab some late night coffee? Since, you know, Jumin should be calling you in about,” you checked your watch, “30 minutes.”
  • “Sure!! That’s exactly the pick me up I need, a nice little friend date!”
  • Hold up.
  • “…Friend date?”
  • “Yeah, I was thinking-”
  • “I like you. A lot.”
  • Jaehee stopped and turned to you
  • “A-As a friend?”
  • You stepped closer, “More than a friend.”
  • Her eyes widened and a deep blush spread across her cheeks
  • “Oh…”
  • “Oh?”
  • You felt your heart break in two
  • She doesn’t feel the same… dammit, this is why you never fall in love with a straight girl.
  • Tiny hands wrapped around your own, causing you to look back up
  • Jaehee had a soft smile spread across her lips
  • “Me too… a-about the not friend thing.”
  • Her gripped tightened, “Not that I don’t consider you a friend! I’m just, well, what I’m trying to say, or rather, what want to say-”
  • “Would you two KISS ALREADY???”
  • Both of your heads snapped in the direction of the voice
  • “Seven, whyyyyy are you still here?”
  • “Still?”
  • “Yeah, he was here earlier when-”
  • “-When I set you guys up!”
  • As you and Seven began arguing, Jaehee looked between the two of you and sighed
  • She interlocked fingers with you and pulled you away
  • “Sorry, Luciel, but we have a date to get to.”
  • You stuck your tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes
  • “Whatever… have fun you two love birdddssss!!”
  • You looked over at Jaehee and smiled
  • Oh, we will.

Jumin

  • Dammit, he closed the blinds.
  • You rolled your chair closer and angled your head in an attempt to see into Jumin’s office again
  • “Peeping tom much?
  • “Shut it.”
  • Zen sighed and leaned up against your desk
  • “I still don’t understand what you see in him.”
  • You rolled your eyes and looked over at Zen
  • “You promised you’d be supportive-
  • “-And I am,” he held up his hands in surrender, “I just think you could do better.”
  • “What? Like date you?”
  • “Well, not that much better.”
  • Zen smirked and you playfully hit him in the stomach
  • Within the next second the two of you burst out laughing
  • “Wow,” you wiped a tear from your eye, “I don’t even know why that was so funny.”
  • “Me neith-”
  • “MC,” Jumin’s voice boomed, “Can I see you in my office?”
  • Zen raised his eyebrows and pushed himself off your desk
  • “Good luck,” he glanced back, “with him, you’ll need it.”
  • You rolled your eyes and stood up, cringing when your knees made a loud pop
  • Could my body, like, not embarrass me? No? Alllllllrighty.
  • You walked into the room and Jumin closed the door behind him
  • “So, what’s up?”
  • Jumin turned around and sighed
  • “I believe some… congratulations are in order.”
  • Huh?
  • “Did I get a raise?”
  • Jumin chuckled, taking one big step toward you
  • “No, I’m talking about you and Zen.”
  • …Huh?
  • “I’m a little lost… what do you mean-”
  • “Your relationship. Are you not romantically involved with each other?”
  • “Huh?”
  • Said that one out loud this time…
  • You mentally kicked yourself, “Zen and I are just friends.”
  • “Just friends?”
  • “Purely platonic.”
  • Jumin scratched his chin, completely lost in thought
  • You took a deep breath
  • Here goes everything nothing.
  • “…I actually have my eye on someone else.”
  • Jumin snapped back into reality
  • “Who? If that, well, if it isn’t too much to ask.”
  • Crap. Crapcrapcrapcrap-
  • “Is it really not Zen?”
  • Oh my god.
  • “You know,” you grabbed his tie, “you’re pretty clueless for a CEO.”
  • In one gentle tug, your lips connected with his
  • After a few seconds, Jumin pulled away
  • “So, it’s me then?”
  • You shook your head and grinned
  • “Of course, you-“
  • Jumin’s lips crashed on to yours again,his hands cupping your face
  • And let’s just say you were now very thankful for the closed blinds

Seven

  • “Wrench.”
  • “WRENCH!”
  • “Screwdriver.”
  • “SCREWDRIVER!!”
  • You grabbed the two tools from Seven’s hand
  • “You know, you don’t have to repeat everything I say.”
  • “Repeat everything I-OUCH! MC, why’d you kick meeee?”
  • Seven hugged his shin and hopped up and down
  • I’m surprised he has this much energy at 2 in the morning….
  • You looked back up at Seven, who had miraculously gotten over his bruised shin and was chugging a can of Dr. Pepper
  • …Who am I kidding, he never sleeps anyways.
  • It had been about an hour since Seven called you asking for help fixing his chair
  • You had gone to the furniture store IKEA anyone??? with him earlier that day and actually took the time to READ the damn manual
  • Anddddd, done!”
  • You clapped your hands together and smiled
  • “Wanna test it out?”
  • Seven gave you a mischievous grin
  • “Don’t mind if I do!”
  • Before you knew it, Seven grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap, causing both of you to fall back into the chair
  • It creaked under the combined weight of you and Seven, but surprisingly remained stable
  • “Hey, you really did fix it!!”
  • Seven began spouting off nonsense about how crappy it was earlier, but you were too busy thinking about the fact that you were sitting
  • In his lap
  • INCHES away from his face
  • He’s so warm…
  • “-Plus, it kept making weird noises! I’m so glad you came over tonight.”
  • “Mmhmm.”
  • “Uh, earth to MC?? Agent 707 calling, can you read me??”
  • You shook you head, zoning back in
  • Seven sighed, relaxing back into the chair
  • “Thank God Seven you’re okay… I can’t have my best friend dying on me… literally,” Seven chuckled at his own joke
  • I love that little laugh.
  • “Dammit…”
  • Seven looked back at you
  • “What’s on your mind, MC?”
  • “You.”
  • DID I JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD?
  • “W-What?”
  • Here we go.
  • “Seven, I like you.”
  • “You mean,” Seven furrowed his brows, “You like me, or you like-like me?”
  • You rolled your eyes, how old is he again??
  • “You’re so ridiculous.”
  • Seven looked at you patiently
  • “I like-like you.”
  • You felt lips lightly press on the back of your neck
  • “Well that’s not fair,” Seven tightened his grip on your waist, “because I love-love you.”

anonymous asked:

what are some things you wished had happened on the show before lexa died? i don't mean just clexa moments, but like, developments for her as a character

i have so many 

  • Lexa interacting with her people and how that plays out in times of peace? I would have loved to see her go down into the marketplace, or even just sit on her throne and listen as her people came to her with issues, complaints and disputes
  • more depth regarding the spiritual role of the commander–I would have liked to see her during a ceremony or a holiday or celebration or something? fulfilling some sort of role? (Well we got a TINY BIT with the wanheda ceremony and ascension day but it should’ve been more)
    • Lexa teaching Clarke about grounder culture, lore, and legends.
    • Or teaching her nightbloods and Clarke sitting in. 
  • Lexa and her handmaidens! I feel like the Handmaidens were alluded to multiple times but we didn’t see them.  
    • And I wanna see them bathing her but that’s just fanservice for me,,,
  • Lexa flashbacks! I wanna know what the fuck they alluded to with her and Queen Nia??? Roan implied that Nia wasn’t the only one in the wrong but the show just dropped it after that line? What comparable shit did Lexa do? Also I wanted to know more about Costiaaaa
    • also her family? either flashback or meeting them in person. 
  • Lexa Going To War in like. a Real War vs. the ice nation, and I wanted to see her in a Real Battle, not CoL garbage.
  • Also Wounded Lexa. like a serious wound but she survives it. 
  • LAUGHING i wanted to see her laughing for real?
  • Honestly just Lexa establishing a legacy of peace for her people and being remembered for it; being able to create a cooperative society for all of the grounder groups 
  • An episode opening with her and Clarke in bed together in the morning, like I’ve seen Thousands of Times for straight ppl
  • Speaking of Clarke their entire s3 arc about forgiveness and falling in love again should have been stretched out over the entire season
  • And personally I think Lexa’s whole head vs heart arc should’ve stretched out longer into season 3 as well; she’s had a lifetime of being taught that love is weakness…. and then pretty much all the development regarding that happened offscreen in the three month gap? no. I want more. 
  • More scenes blurring Lexa & The commander
    • We got some scenes of her being Vulnerable when she was in Heda mode in s2 but I want more
    • BUT ALSO LIKE
    • Lexa with her hair loose, in her nightgown/pajamas kicking ass? pinning an assassin down and holding a knife to his throat?
    • Or an attack on Polis happening while she’s sleeping and she doesn’t have time to change, just charging out of the room in her pajamas snarling orders at people. Sitting in her throne with her hair loose, wearing a tank top in shorts or The Nightgown™ holding a sword across a lap or a dagger in her hand interrogating one of the other leaders or strategizing 
  • Lexa with her hair in one loose braid draped over her shoulder. just cuz she’d look pretty. 
  • LEXA DURING WINTER - all draped in furs and cloaks with snow glittering in her hair 
  • Lexa in the Polis Tower Library 
  • Lexa hunting 
  • Lexa eating tbh 
  • fffff Lexa deserved to say “I love you” to Clarke. Her entire arc was about love being weakness and then love being strength; for her to not even be allowed to say “I love you” to Clarke, to verbalize that, was really disappointing and pretty glaringly obvious considering what a huge part in her character arc that was? Like not only do I think she deserved to say it for the sake of their relationship because I love Clexa, but she deserved to say it simply for herself and her own development as well. 
  •  I wish she had been thrown from power as the commander, survived, and have to go on a campaign to regain her throne; learning how to navigate the world in order to get shit done when she doesn’t have Incredible Authority Over Everyone and An Army At Her Back. 

i’m sure i’ll think of more but that will do for now

Part 2 of Lachesism! Lance

Hey guys! Since everyone has been asking for a part 2 for my lachesism I decided to continue it (also you guys are too sweet seriously)! I hope you enjoy it :)

You can find that post here : Part One

You can check out some of my other mini fics here


There in the middle of the hangar, sat Lance surrounded by a hurricane of black that swirled faster with each passing second. His eyes were squeezed shut, not seeing the paladins, yet they all felt like he just knew. It was when he opened his eyes that all hell broke loose.

Lance’s eyes glowed a pale blue amidst the chaos of the black storm surrounding him. He almost seemed to stare at the team unseeingly, his eyes shining unnaturally. 

“Lance?” Shiro asked,”…What’s going on?” He didn’t reply, the only movement he made was the slow blink of his eyes. “Buddy, I need you to work with me ok? What is happening?” Shiro tried again, only to be greeted by silence. The team was beyond freaked out at this point, because where the Lance they knew? What was this, this thing in front of them?

“Lance you better knock it off! This isn’t funny man!” Hunk yelled, taking a step forward, “Let us help you!” 

Lance cocked his head to the side, his brows furrowing. “Blue is someone here?”

If the team thought they were freaked out before, then damn, they were terrified right now. Lance’s voice was creepy, it was as if someone layered his voice a thousand times, each one seeming farther away than the one before it. 

“Can he not hear us?” Pidge whispered, her voice sounding smaller than usual. 

“Blue can you please tell Lance that we’re here to help?” Shiro asked, but the Blue Lion was not listening. Her eyes were fixed on Lance and Lance alone, who was now slowly standing up, the storm around him condensing to two black orbs that sat in each of his hands. 

“Whoever it is, can you please tell them to leave? I’ve almost got this part down! See,” Lance said, dispersing the two orbs into multiple orbs that circled his head,”I’m finally getting the hang of this thing!” The team stared at the menacing blackness that loomed over Lance, who seemed unaffected by the eerie energy it was giving off. 

“That’s it, the show is over,” Keith growled, stomping over to Lance determinedly.

“Keith no! We don’t know what’s going on!” Shiro shouted, reaching out for Keith, only to just miss him. He could only watch as Keith made his way to Lance and grabbed his arm. 

The movement above Lance’s head stopped as he turned to face Keith, his eyes still glowing that pale blue. 

“Snap out of it Lance! You need to tell us what’s going on!” Keith shouted, gripping Lance’s arm tighter. 

“Keith? W-what are you doing here?” Lance stuttered, his eyes going wide and his breath beginning to stiffen. “Blue? Why is he here?” He began to shake, the black orbs above him started to reform into a storm. “Y-you need to let go of me Keith. Y-you n-n-need to let go of me r-right now.”

“Like hell I am!” Keith yelled, “You need to let us help you Lance!”

He didn’t seem to be listening, his eyes gaining that unnatural glow to them once again. The hand touching Lance’s arm began to burn, causing Keith to let go briefly. The effect was already beginning, however, despite Keith letting go. Big fat tears welled up in his eyes and hole seemed to form in his chest, this aching feeling setting root within him. 

“Oh god, oh god, oh god, I’m sorry Keith, I-I didn’t mean to give that to you, let me help ok? Let me just-” And just like that, the feeling was gone, contentment taking its place. Keith could only stare at Lance with his mouth open in shock. The glow began to dim from his eyes, returning them back to normal and the darkness practically vanished in moments. 

“How the hell did you just do that?!”

“Umm… what do you mean?” Lance asked, playing with his fingers. 

“What do I mean? How about the whole, my-emotions-just-went-from-fucking-depressed-to-sunshine-and-rainbows in two seconds??” Keith shouted, causing Lance to shrink into himself even more. 

“Um.. well you see-”

“Hold up, wait just a moment. What just happened. Like right now, in this moment, what is going on?? Because there was a huge storm above your head like a minute ago and now its gone??? You had glowing blue eyes and did something to Keith?? What is happenning?????” Hunk interrupted, stepping in between Lance and Keith. 

“Uhhh, well-”

“What the fucK?? Don’t give me that look Shiro, because I just watched some freaky shit happen. How did you even do that? When did you even start doing that? Could you always do that? What even is that? What-” Pidge rambled, gesturing around her as Lance refused to meet any of their eyes. 

“All right, how about we all give Lance some space ok? Let’s all go to the lounge and talk about this peacefully, alright?” Shiro intervened, going to place a hand on Lance’s shoulder before hesitating. “We’re going to need you to tell us what’s going on, ok Lance?”

Lance continued to stare at the floor, simply nodding before leaving the hangar. 


Lance was in a state a shock at the moment. He couldn’t believe how stupid he was, what idiot lets their biggest secret get discovered that easily? He barely even put up a fight and now here he was, sitting in the lounge, about to explain to the team how much of a screw up he was. He let out a sigh and stared at the empty couches in front of him. Maybe he could just take their anger away so they wouldn’t kick him off the team?

No, that would just prove he’s more pathetic than he already was. For once, Lance wished he couldn’t feel, that all these dark emotions would disappear like he had done for others in the past. 

“Lance can you explain to all of us what happened in the hangar?”

Explain? 

“Well umm… I was practicing,” Lance said, twiddling his fingers nervously.

“Practicing?” Allura questioned.

“Yeah I was practicing my…powers. Trying to make them stronger I guess.” He refused to meet anyones’ eyes, choosing to stare at his fingers instead.

“And what are these powers?” Shiro probed, leaning forward a bit,”What are you able to do?”

“I can, I can… control emotions. Not like that! Like I can take away emotions and kinda harvest them I guess? And replace the emotions I took away with different ones,” Lance clenched his fist, forcing himself to explain further to avoid having to look at his teamates, his friends. “I was trying to put them into a physical state, so I could use them in combat and just to get them out of me. I’ve never tested one of the orbs on someone, but I know if you were to touch one you’d feel all the emotion pent up in there.” He created a small one, reaching inside of himself for that energy that was always there, ignoring the slight gasp that came from Allura. Lance shrugged half-heartedly, “It’s something I’ve been able to do since I was fifteen.”

“Have you ever…took some of our emotions?” Hunk asked quietly, placing a gentle hand on Lance’s shoulder. 

“I uh…yes. I just, I couldn’t stand knowing you guys were upset and that I could do something about it. Everyday I could feel your emotions and I just felt so, so guilty that I wasn’t doing what I could to help!” Lance spit out bitterly, rubbing a hand through this hair. 

“Lance… you shouldn’t have done that. Those were our emotions and you shouldn’t just take them from us without even telling us!” Keith yelled, standing up, “You had no right to make that decision!”

Lance looked up at them all, his eyes beginning to glow once again. “What did you want me to do? J-just sit there and let you feel that pain, watch as it festered and boiled inside of you? How could I do that to a person, to my friends?” Lance clenched his fists, his eyes slowly turning to that pale blue color. “Why can’t you just let me feel useful for once?”


Part Three

Circle Casting 101

Originally posted by killtheinsidegifs

Whether you’re practising Wicca, secular witchcraft or any other type of path, circle casting is often a process that many deem vital information. 

Why cast a circle? Circles can be cast for a number of reasons.

  • Linking together the energy of a group of people for a specific purpose
  • Creating a sacred space for deity worship and ritual
  • Making a safe space where no malevolent energy can pass through
  • Drawing, containing and banishing the energy of something unsavory 
  • Amplifying and focusing your own energy

Do I have to?

Nope. I think this is one of the biggest misconceptions about circles. There’s a lot of reasons why it is a good idea, but it’s down to personal preference. Some people don’t like the formality of it.

What is the right way to cast a circle?

Bluntly put, there is no right way. There are multiple different ways you can create a circle and I will list a few of them here, but it is really up to you.

Why does it matter which way I move around? (Clockwise and Counterclockwise)

It’s a generic and popular belief that clockwise motion is about creation, working towards something, manifestation and positivity. Counterclockwise is considered the action of unmaking things, deconstructing them and sometimes negative energy. As with anything, it’s down to your personal preference.

Preparation

Cleanse yourself. Pre ritual bath, smoke cleanse or any other method. If you’re casting a circle, you don’t want any lingering energy on your person interfering. This also gets you in the mood to do magical workings. You can use oils and herbs that relate to the intentions of what you are about to do, if you would like to. You might want to spend a few minutes in meditation afterwards and then ground and centre yourself if you feel like it would help.

Gather your tools. Depending on the method you are going with, these will be different. Essentially everything you need while you will be doing your working. Most people believe that stepping outside of your circle when it has been cast will break it.  You don’t want to be in the middle of casting a circle and realise you’ve left your lighter on the other side of it. This is also a good time to go over your game plan. Double check your notes and run through the circle process in your mind to see if you are forgetting anything.

Cleanse the area. Again, for the same reasons you cleanse yourself. I find it best to walk around where the perimeter of the circle will be when I cast it. You’ll typically want to do this right before you start the actual casting, and can say a small poem or dedication while doing it if you would like to.

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  • what i think love sounds like: “Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my Dear Laurens, it might be in my power, by action rather than words, to convince you that I love you. I shall only tell you that ‘till you bade us Adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done. You know the opinion I entertain of mankind, and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments, and to keep my happiness independent on the caprice of others. You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent. But as you have done it and as we are generally indulgent to those we love, I shall not scruple to pardon the fraud you have committed, on condition that for my sake, if not for your own, you will always continue to merit the partiality, which you have so artfully instilled into me.”
  • what lin manuel miranda apparently thinks love sounds like: my dearest, angelica

Spell Jar For Courage

I came up with this spell jar because I had an offering and I wasn’t sure what to do with the leftovers but hey, they still have strong magick in them since they were an offering so might as well put it to good use!

You will need:
-dried orange rind- to represent the sun and lift your spirits
-ginger - for passion and added power to your spell
-dried dandelion - for wishes
-lemon thyme - for courage
-sage - for protection and luck
-allspice - for courage
-ground clove - for prosperity

Layer these ingredients in a jar.
Light a red candle and while the candle is burning imagine your intention of courage and strength.
Seal the jar with the red wax for courage.

Doctor: I’m sorry, but…. it looks like they won’t live.

*family starts crying over my body, which is in a coma*

*door flies open, my friend walks in*

friend: I have to try something.

*walks over to my body*

friend, whispers: cold

me, shoots up out of bed: in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my Dear Laurens, it might be in my power, by action rather than words to convince you that I love you. I shall only tell you that ‘til you bade us Adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done. You know the opinion I entertain of mankind, and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments, and to keep my happiness independent of the caprice of others. You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent. But as you have done it,and as we are generally indulgent to those we love, I shall not scruple to pardon the fraud you have committed, on condition that for my sake, if not for your own, you will always continue to merit the partiality, which you have artfully instilled into me.

What the Hell is a Stiles?

Sterek, T, 2K, Blind Date AU


Saw the prompt from this post that someone reblogged. (Take a look at the list, there are so many good ideas!)

Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this


“No,” Derek says easily, without even looking up from his book. Erica groans and flops into the chair opposite him, nearly upsetting his mug of hot chocolate.

“Seriously?” she says, bracing both elbows on the table and leaning toward him. “At least hear me out.”

“Nope.”

“He’s cute, Der! I think you’d really like him.”

“Absolutely not. You have a terrible track record with set-ups.”

Erica has the decency to wince, at least, and drop her gaze from Derek’s. “But you’re a catch, Der, and you deserve someone who can make you happy. And since you don’t want to date me—”

“You don’t want to date me, either,” he reminds her, but she just rolls her eyes.

“Yeah, whatever. But seriously. You’re great.”

“I thought I was grumpy and terrible with people?” he asks, parroting her words from after the last failed date, and she huffs.

“Please?” she wheedles, poking her lower lips out a bit. “For me. If it goes badly, I’ll never try to set you up again.”

Derek sighs. Fuck.

His facial expressions must be more transparent than he thinks because Erica’s eyes light up. “Oh my god, you’re gonna say yes.”

Derek scowls at her. “Just coffee,” he says firmly. At least that way, he can get it in a to-go cup and make a neat escape after five minutes if he needs to. “No dinner, no movie, no activities.”

“Fine,” she says quickly, digging in her jeans pocket for her phone. “You got it.”

“This is not gonna end well,” he warns her, but she just waves her hand without looking up from her phone.

“Have some faith, Der,” she says, patting him on the hand absently while she pushes her chair back and stands up. “I can’t wait to tell Stiles.”

Derek blinks, watching Erica walk away. 

“Wait, what the hell is a Stiles?” he calls after her.

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Highlights from the Lana Parrilla and Sean Maguire panel at Storytelling Con, Barcelona, April 22, 2017

  • Lana came in first…..
  • Did she prank someone on set:  “Well I stole Rebecca’s dog.  She was not happy about that.  But she stole my chocolates so I thought it was fair to steal her puppy.  It was my Wicked Witch moment.  I stole her Toto.”
  • Which Meryl Streep movie would you like to have been in:  Mama Mia, the Deer Hunter, the Devil Wear’s Prada.  
  • FMK:  F Emma, M Zelena, K Rumple.  “I would sleep with myself, I’d marry the Evil Queen, and I’d kill my mother.  Nooooo.  That doesn’t make anyone happy.”
  • Favorite con activities:  “I love the meet and greets because they’re really intimate and you get to learn a little bit more about my people.  Those are my favorite moment.  Also just hearing people’s stories.  These are fun.  I like the panels because I like the energy.  And it’s just fun because I get to see everyone and hear everyone, feel your energy and hear your voices and your shouting, your cheering, it’s electrifying.”
  • What was it like meeting Johnny Depp:  She was seven all over again, and she had a crush on Johnny Depp during 21 Jump Street.  She was starstruck and fangirled and looked stupid in that picture.
  • What has she learned from Regina or the Evil Queen:  “I’ve learned a lot of lessons.  And a lot of similar lessons that a lot of you have learned from these characters because they are very inspiring women.  One a little bit more than the other.  But even the Evil Queen I’ve learned lessons from her in what not to do.  And with Regina just always striving to be the best me I could be for myself and others.  That’s probably the biggest lesson.  Sounds cheesy but it’s not.”
  • What is it like to live with four boys:  Fun, loud, energetic, with a lot going on.
  • Best advise to give to your fans:  “Be kind to one another.  No more segregation, no more separation, no more hate, no more bullshit, I mean there is a lot of that happening in the world.  Why would you want to be part of that?  So especially in social media I see all the negative banters back and forth and it’s just… I just recommend if you get the impulse to want to say something really shitty to someone … go do something else.”
  • Sean Maguire joined at this point….
  • What is your favorite one liner:  “I love fillet the bitch.  I just think it’s so fun to say.”
  • They took a picture with an OQ banner presented to them by fans.
  • What would they as their characters use to describe the other…
    • Lana:  “Chivalrous, Smells like Forest, Handsome, Father, Loving…”
    • Sean:  “Dynamic, Stunning, Courageous, Beautiful, Powerful.”
  • What do you think the EQ and Robin are up to in the wish realm?  “I know what they’re up to but we can’t say. […] I think they’re having a really good time.”
  • Question about how Robin and Regina never said I love you on the show:  They both seem surprised that they did not.  
    • Sean:  “Well if that’s the case it’s an oversight on our part or the writers part or they’re really holding out to do that line.  He’s already dead and you are still holding out?”
    • Lana:  “I feel like they had to have said it…”
    • Sean:  “I think you’re right… […] it’s because Robin and Regina are really shy…  But did you get the sense that we both felt that?  [Audience affirmative]  Well then we did our job.”
    • Lana:  “I’m here to tell you all that Regina and Robin Hood loved each other.”
    • Sean:  “We certainly did.”
  • Lana declines to sing again… which … she does a lot at cons.
  • First impressions:  
    • Sean:  “Lana was the one on my first day, Lana was one of the first actors on the show to say hi to me and welcome me to the show.  So I was really … it’s like the first day at school and when someone who has been there a while welcomes you it makes you feel really relaxed.  So I was very, I loved her straight off the bat, I was like ‘oh she’s nice.  We’ll get along well.’ not knowing we’d end up working together.
    • Lana:  “I saw Sean before he saw me and I felt a warmth and a kindness and a sensitive sweet soul and you can see it.  And I thought that’s my Robin Hood.  So I went and introduced myself.  And I knew we’d get along.  And Sean knows this I’ve told him this a million times he’s been like an angel for me on the show and I love him so much.  And I couldn’t have asked for a more wonderful, beautiful, love interest, co-star, friend, we really enjoy working with each other and I was so glad he came back this season.  Honestly when Sean’s not there it’s weird.  He brings so much light and laughter, he is, he makes everyone, the crew smile, everyone laugh, he’s missed.”
  • Does Regina think Emma is too good for Hook:
    • Lana:  “Ahhh I mean I feel like Regina … I feel like I’m going to say yes for them but honestly I think that Hook has come a long way …”
    • [At this point the audience starts making noise…]
    • Lana:  “Shhhhh do you want to answer the question or do you want me to answer the question?  You may not like my answers but that’s okay, it’s still my answer.”
    • [Moderator/Translator:  “Drop the mic.”]  
    • Lana:  “So I think that Hook has come a long way.  I don’t think that Regina necessarily likes him very much.  She tolerates him.  And she supports her friend.  All the Swan Queens are going …”
    • [Moderator/Translator goes ‘Swan Queens chill’]
    • Lana:  “I have to look at the story as it’s written so I’m answering the question as the character and what is written.  And I don’t think she really cares for Hook.  She’s always sarcastic, she’s always belittling him, she puts up with him, and if he makes Emma happy she’s happy.  Now I’ve lost all those fans…”
    • [Moderator/Translator :  “No you haven’t.”]
    • Lana:  “I’m just kidding.  I know I haven’t.”
  • Future projects:  
    • Lana:  “Well we don’t know if there is a season seven.  So we don’t know what is going to happen but we’ll see.  In the meantime there is a lot to catch up on in life.  We’ve been working on Once for six years so … it’s important to take time for yourself and to try and try to reconnect and try to get some things done on a personal level.  Who knows what lies ahead.”
    • Sean:  “The show finishes filming around April … and those going back go back in July and Lana and I and a lot of the cast in that time travel around the world.  We go to Brazil we go to Paris which we love and we’ve had an amazing time meeting all the wonderful fans.  But it sometimes doesn’t leave us a lot of time to do the personal things that we want to do…”
    • Lana:  “No rest for the wicked.  But we’ll see.  I hope you follow us no matter where we go.”
  • Best day of your life:
    • Lana:  Being born.  
    • Sean:  When his son was born.  Lana and Ginny told the assistant director to send him home when he showed up to work the day after his son was born.
  • Cinder: Actually Mercury, it's always been my wish to watch you die.
  • Mercury: Oh, right.
  • Cinder: Yep. Every night after you both would retire to your bunks, I would climb up to the top of the base and just wait. Hoping I would see a shooting star. So that I could wish for your violent, and unbearably painful demise.
  • Mercury: Okay, you can stop now.
  • Cinder: I even had a little jingle to go along with it.
  • Mercury: Please don't.
  • Cinder: -singing- "I just wish that Mercury was dead!"
  • Mercury: I hate you.
  • -Emerald also starts singing-
  • Cinder: -singing- "Put a bullet-"
  • -Cinder stops, Emerald continues singing-
  • Emerald: -singing- "Put a bullet through his head!"
  • Mercury: What the-? Emerald how do you know that song?!
  • Emerald: Oh, it's been in my dreams for years! Now it all makes sense! Oh thank God!
  • Mercury: What?!
  • Emerald: I thought I was crazy when I woke up with that rifle in my hands!
  • Cinder: Heheheh, well ain't that the power of music!
  • Mercury: Emerald! Why didn't you tell me about this?!
  • Emerald: Oh, shut up. It wasn't even loaded.
Children of The Gods Ch. 2 - Demigod AU [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/n: So here is chapter 2, sorry I’m posting it late at night. I was having some hesitation because of how long it is. I hope you guys don’t mind the length because I just feel it’s super long but I kinda just went ‘fuck it’. I posted something about if the length matters and people were saying that it didn’t so I hope everyone likes this. Thanks guys, love ya
(Again I appreciate any feed back, and lmk if you like this length too if you don’t mind)

Ch. 1 - Ch. 3 - Ch. 4

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The smile you wore when speaking to them was all a facade. In reality there was a lot going wrong at the camp, and you couldn’t help but feel something bad was about to happen. The magical barrier around the camp was faltering. Multiple monsters had wandered inside the borders, luckily being taken out before anyone found out. Only you, Kaldur, the camp council, and a few others knew of the breaches.

You had talked with Zatanna about the fluctuations but she had yet to have any answers for you. Leading to your stressed state about this all.

Not to mention you also had a missing person to deal with. M’gann had taken to mentoring a young man by the name of Garfield Logan, sharing the same immortal mother. He had a hard time coming to terms with his heritage. Thinking his adoptive mother was his actual mother for his entire life, however she has passed. Garfield had taken sometime away from the camp in order to visit his old home. You sent along a protector but he still hasn’t returned when he was supposed to three days prior.

M’gann was on your heels about this, but there was only so much you could do without proof of foul-play. You had informed the League but that was as far as you could go.

“You are thinking about Garfield.” Kaldur stated as you both walked toward the stables. He could read you like a book. Kaldur was the only other child of the Big Three in the camp. The Big Three being Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades. You are both the strongest and believed to become the strongest out of the League as well. It is known that children of the three are more powerful than any Demigods.

Sighing you nodded, “I wish there was more I could do, but the League claims they have things handled. I know I should have trust in them but Garfield is apart of this camp, making him my responsibility.” A tone of frustration more than evident.


“I understand your frustrations, but you must remember to deal with the problems at hand. We must figure out this problem with the barrier.” Kaldur reasoned. Looking at him letting out a breath, “You’re right. Let’s go talk to Zatanna again. See if she has anything more figured out.” Rerouting your path toward the library.

Kaldur and you idly chatted while making your way to the library, brainstorming some problems that could be causing the fragility of the barrier. When entering the library you found Zatanna in her usual spot in the back. Her eyes glued to a book hovering in front of her, two others floating next to her.

“Earth to Zatanna. Daughter of Hecate do you copy?” You joked, covering your mouth with your hand. Her eyes peeked up from her book. “[F/N], Kaldur what brings you by?” She looked between the both of you.

“Do you have any more answers on the barrier?” Kaldur asked as you both sat in front of her. She shook her head, “No. I have read nearly every spell and magic book here and I haven’t found a solution.” She sighed, obviously feeling the pressure from all of this.

“You know what, we’re all stressed. How about we leave this to sit for a night, go to the claiming ceremony, and deal with the rest of this tomorrow?”  You offered, looking at your just as overwhelmed friends. They nodded in agreement, all standing you made your way out of the library to head to the dining hall. Each of you talking about something other than your duties to the camp.

Zatanna was explaining a new spell until Wally came running up to the three of you. “Hey [F/N]!” he called as the three of you stopped to look at him. “What’s up Wally? Where are the new recruits?” Eyes wandering the surrounding area.

“Dick and Miss M took them to the dining hall, but the head of the Council wanted me to tell you they want to meet with you now.” He explained, giving you a sorry expression.

“So much for a break” Your shoulders slacking. “Thanks Wally, I’ll see you guys at the ceremony I guess.” Saying to your friends before heading to where the council held meetings.

The Council consisted of top members of the league. Those members being, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Oliver Queen, Diana Prince, Barry Allen, J’onn J’onzz, and Arthur Curry. Some of the most powerful Demigods and goddesses.

Walking into the main cabin at the back of the camp, you made your way to the council’s chambers. Upon entering they all turned their attention to you. “[F/N]” Bruce called your attention. “Is something wrong?” You asked, gaze switching to each member.

“We’re wondering as to what is being done about the barrier.” J’onn was the next to speak up. You nodded in understanding, “Zatanna is doing everything in her power to figure out the problem. Until then, those of us aware of the breaches have been alternating patrols throughout the night to keep from anymore monsters entering the borders.” Explaining while trying to ease their worries.

They all nodded, “Um, if you wouldn’t mind me asking. Have you had any more luck with finding Garfield?” Questioning hesitantly.

“I’m afraid we have not.” Diana said, giving you the answer you feared. Diverting your gaze to the floor, “I understand. Is there anything else?”

The League members shook their heads, “No, that is everything. We will be leaving the claiming ceremony to you as well. We have some urgent league business to attend too, thank you [F/N].”

You nodded to them respectfully before turning on your heels and walking out. Dreading the long walk to the ceremony. At least this was something you weren’t in charge of, this was all Dick’s department. Him, Wally, and M’gann were by far some of the friendliest in the camp, making them the best for the job.

And that they are.

The ceremony preparations went off without a hitch and nearly everyone was gathered in the dining hall. Everyone eager to know the parentage of the new demigods in their home. Often times the half bloods would play a game by trying to guess who the newbies parents were.

Jason, Kori, and Roy constantly felt eyes on them and heard chuckling after whispers. The three were all a bit confused, not knowing about this tradition. “Uh, hey Dick. What is everyone talking or more whispering about?” Roy asked the Demigod sitting across from him.

“Oh, it’s a little game the residing half bloods play. Whenever new Demigods or goddesses join the camp, they try and guess who their parents are by their appearance and skills. Sometimes it’s obvious but others it’s a challenge.” Dick explained cheerily, Roy and Kori exchanged an amused glance while Jason was unaffected by the new information. Why would he care about who they thought was his mother? He knows Athena is his mother, she saved him from becoming a permanent resident in Hades’ realm.

However Roy and Kori were rather curious. They listened around, chuckling at some of the suggestions. “What do you guys think?” Kori asked looking at their three tour guides and Zatanna who had joined them. The four exchanged a look. Dick held his chin examining the three, “Hmmm, well I know Jason’s so I will skip him. But Roy I think you might be Apollo like me, you’re archery skills are quite impressive. Kori I’m thinking Aphrodite because you’re gorgeous.” Dick flirted, making Kori laugh and Jason roll his eyes. ‘Leave it to Demigod of flirting to hit on Kori’ Jason thought while glaring at Dick.

Jason doesn’t have feelings for Kori or anything, but he sees her as a sister. Making him protective. Though Jason’s thoughts were cut off by Dick turning to the others, “What about you guys?”

“I kind of agree with you Dick, but I can’t read you Jason” M’gann looked over the three. “I think Aphrodite too, you’re very handsome Jason” Zatanna chimed in, not completely flirting with him but leaving the assumption out there.

Jason was taken aback by the compliment, but his expression didn’t show it. He was in fact a bit turned off by the accusation. Aphrodite? Was she kidding? Looks was the only reasoning?

Jason was about to reject the accusation but they all heard the doors to the dining hall open and close. Diverting his attention there seeing you walk in, looking rather stressed. Witnessing as you walked over next to Kaldur, leaning next to him. Your hands interlocking behind your neck while you threw your head back, presumably letting out a groan. He couldn’t help but wonder what had you stressed.

He was so busy watching he hadn’t realized Dick was telling them it was time for the ceremony. “Jay!” Dick shook his shoulder. “What?” growling shortly. “The ceremony, do you want to miss it?” Dick said calmly, being used to Jason’s temper.

“Yeah, let’s just get this done” he stood up and followed his two friends. Dick began to call the attention of the room.

You and Kaldur stayed in the back, watching the ceremonies’ beginning. It was like every other claiming ceremony. Dick gave a small explanation speech while also telling the story of how the Gods and Goddesses came to be.

Your attention peaked when you saw the claiming begin. Noticing as two symbols began to form. Above Roy formed the symbol of a hammer, signaling his father being Hephaestus. Next was the symbol of an Owl forming above Jason, signaling his mother being Athena. You didn’t know Jason well but you found it rather fitting, having seen his skepticism in the beginning.

However the claiming that had everyone in awe was Kori’s. She was claimed by Aphrodite, however a symbol did not form above her. Instead her beauty was enhanced making her even more stunning than before. Everyone immediately began to applaud, however it was completely cut off when a tremor inducing thunder clap rolled through the sky.

Your attention instinctively grabbed and as soon as it happened Conner came bursting through the doors. “[F/N]!” He yelled running over to you. “What’s wrong?” Meeting him halfway with Kaldur.

“It’s the Sirens, they’re through the barrier!” Panic in his voice. “Gather the guards, keep them as far away from the hall as possible. Kaldur, grab Dick, Wally, M’gann, anyone strong enough to hold their ground out of here. Zatanna!” You yelled and she ran over as Kaldur went to grab warriors in the hall. “What do you need?”

“I need you to make a magical barrier around the hall, hold it there, no one gets in here.” She nodded in understanding. Dick ran over to you, “What’s happening? The Sirens got through the barrier? How?!” Bombarding you with questions. “I can answer that later, I need you, Kaldur, and Conner to lead the guards and whoever Kaldur gathers to hold them back.” Talking as you and the forming group exited the hall.

“And what about you?” Conner questioned. “Me? I’m going to go get their motivation to leave.” Glancing at them all before making a turn toward the stables, the rest of them going the other way.

Breaking out into a sprint and throwing the stable doors open. Hearing the whinny and roars of spooked horses as you continued down the corridor. Reaching a stall at the end, swinging the gate open. The creature inside turning its attention to you.

Taking in it’s white coat and mane, but also the graceful yet powerful white wings. Striding over to the pegasus you held it’s head in your arms, “I need your help sweetie.” whispering to it. The creature whinnied, and you smiled leading it out of the stall before mounting. Racing out of the building before taking to the sky.

You had one destination in mind, the cabin dedicated to your father at the top of the mountain. Landing outside of it you slipped off and ran inside. Sifting and searching through the artifacts and items, finding the case your mother had informed you about.

Placing it on the desk you unclasped the locks before taking a deep breath and opening it. Your hand hesitated over the opened case, wondering whether you should take the powerful object into your hand. You were about to pull away before another crash of thunder sounded. Head jerking to look out the window before throwing caution to the wind and grabbing the object. Running back to mount the pegasus once more & racing to where the battle ensued.

Your guards and the strongest of the camp trying their best to fight off the villains known as the Sirens. They were a group of three sirens, beautiful but dangerous creatures that lured tragic souls with their beautiful voices to their doom. These Sirens go by the names Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, and Selina Kyle. Highly skilled and deadly.

When attacking the camp they brought monsters, each one matching the ones taken out when they entered the camp borders.

The demigods did their best to fight off the Sirens and their little pets. Jason, Kori, and Roy had joined the fight, having just as much experience as the others. However they had never taken on an attack like this.

They had each taken a few good blows. Jason was currently was stuck against a Drakon. A giant, serpent like creature. Armed with a sword he attempted to fight it off but was swiped with the creature’s tail, sending him off his feet. When it went to strike at him, he held it’s fangs back with his sword. It’s jaws were inches from his face before thunder clapped and the creature roared before falling dead.

It’s cause of death being a lightning bolt. Everyone’s attention diverting to the source.

You landed gracefully, the pegasus rearing as the lighting bolt that your father left for you was clutched in your grasp, a true god’s entrance.

The Sirens looked at you with a sneer, “Look, it’s the Princess of the Gods. What’re you expecting honey? A curtsey?” Ivy called looking over at you.

“Why are you here?” You yelled at them, tone intimidating the beasts and many of your own warriors. “Well, we’re not exactly fond of your father sweetheart or his friends for that matter. So why not target the people they love?” Selina called next.

“You are starting a war you can’t hope of finishing.” Shaking your head at them. Keeping yourself tall and firm. Jason stared at you in awe, not only did you just save him but you were easily staring down three of the most dangerous foes he had gone up against.

Harley cackled, “Listen hunny, there are three of us and one of you. What hope do you have?” as soon as the words escaped her throat a loud thunder roared once more, making the three flinch.

“I suggest you leave now before you test my or my father’s patience any longer.” Lightly kicking the pegasus’ sides, signaling it to take a step forward.

“Alright we’re goin, but this in’t ovah” Harley threatened before they all turned their backs, the monsters having already fled. You stared as they retreated.

“I guess since you don’t want us here anymore, you don’t want the little demigod boy back?” Ivy called over your shoulder. “What was his name? Garfield?” Selina looked over at her partners.

Your eyes widened at the claim. Immediately kicking the pegasus harder, making it take off and cut off their exit. “Where is he?!”

Harley smirked, “Sorry sweetie, even with your glowstick we ain’t tellin.” Her eyeing the lightning bolt in your hand. Selina wore a triumphant smile, as if they were planning this, “But of course, we’re always up for a trade. You want the little brat, bring us the last known supply of adamantine on Earth. As the daughter of Zeus you must know where it’s held.”

Adamantine, the metal of the gods. Unbreakable, untarnishable, lightweight and resilient. “And if I don’t? What if I track you down without the adamantine?” Challenging the three. “We will just have to see how much pain the boy can take, and you wage a deadly war.” Ivy threatened in a loud whisper. “[F/n]!” M’gann yelled, looking over you saw the fear in her eyes.

Meeting their gaze again you simply stared at them weighing your choices. “Oh well, it’s your choice. You have five days time to give us what we want, or we’ll just have to take somethin else. I mean we all know demigods aren’t immortal. Have fun deciding little hero.” Ivy said in an airy, light of tone type of voice before the three walked out of the camp.

Leaving you to stare where they once stood. Hands gripping the mane of your steed. “[F/n]?” M’gann yelled again. “LET ME THINK!” snapping back. The demigods fell silent. Looking down at the lightning bolt you came to a decision. Dismounting you began to lead the pegasus away, passing Kaldur as you went.

Announcing to him, “We leave in the morning.”

Dear❤️ @juuria 👅💦💦

❄️Cold❄️in👉🏼 my💁🏽professions📖, 🔥warm🔥in👉🏼my 👯friendships❤️, 💁🏽I 💫wish✨, my 😘Dear📝 @juuria , it 🤔might be 👉🏼in 💁🏽my 😤power👊🏼, by 😏action😤 rather😒 than 📝words✏️, to 🙏🏼convince 👉🏼you👈🏼 that 💁🏽I 😍love 😘you🙈. I 🙊shall 😤only 🤐tell 🙋🏼you 😍that ‘till💁🏼 you bade 😨us😱 Adieu🚶🏼‍♀️💨, I 🙍🏽hardly📖 knew 😰the 😤value 💰you 👩🏼had 💁🏼taught 🙆🏽my ❤️heart 😍to 😳set 😚upon 😍you. 😢Indeed, 😊my 😜friend👯, it😨 was❌ not👌🏼 well 😪done. 👅💦You 📖know😨 the 📝opinion 💁🏽I 😏entertain 😜of 👥mankind👀, and 👏🏼how 😤much it 😪is my 😳desire 💦to 😤preserve💁🏽 myself🕊 free🚶🏽‍♀️from 😬particular 👅attachments😚, and to😤 keep 😒my ❤️happiness❤️ 🇺🇸independent🇺🇸 on the😒 caprice of 👥others👥. 😍You 👩🏼should ❌not 😩have taken 😳advantage 😣of my 💦sensibility💦 to 🔫💰steal into 💁🏽my ❤️affections😘 😨without😫 my 😤consent🙅🏽. But😪 as you have😒 done it 😳and as 👯we are 😍generally 😘indulgent to 👩🏼those 😱we ❤️😘love😊😚, I😌 shall😤 not 💅🏼scruple to pardon 😪the 😳fraud 🙄you 👩🏼👈🏼have 😤committed👏🏼,😬 on 😳condition 📝that 👀for 💁🏽my 😳sake, if 😤not for 💁🏼👈🏼your own😘, you 💁🏼will 😍always 😍continue 😳to 💦merit💦 the 😱partiality📖, 😤 which 😍you 😘have😱 so 👏🏼artfully👌🏼 instilled 👅💦into 😳me❤️.

Your ❤️dearest 😌😚
Onceler 👀fuccer👅💦💦

[shaky off-tune kazoo version of the jaws theme playing in the distance]

Hello, everyone.

First of all, I’m so incredibly sorry for just vanishing for more than half a year, especially because I realized my last post was about a hospital stay (which I did mention was harmless, but probably still looks pretty ominous as a last post.)
I feel terrible for making people worry, especially since there’s already enough upsetting stuff happening :c 

To be honest I’m a little nervous writing this post right now after being gone for so long, but I really wanted to give a life sign! This weekend I finally checked my inbox, and I was incredibly touched by all the sweet messages. I can’t get back to everyone so let me just thank all of you who sent messages or replies, or even just thought about me! I cannot put into words how much it means to me ;-; It made my heart hurt in a good way, and I hope good things happen to you!

(Personal stuff behind the cut)

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daily-sneaselandarkrai  asked:

Darkrai: INTERESTING HOW YOUR KIND WAS MADE BY HUMANS. ALTHOUGH I BELIEVE MORTALS SHOULDN'T HAVE THAT KIND OF POWER, I MUST ADMIT YOUR KIND INTRIGUE ME. DO TELL, HOW FAR DO YOUR ABILITIES WITH TECHNOLOGY EXTEND? IF I WERE TO ASK YOU TO SAY, ER... HACK THE CODE IN A CERTAIN "VIDEO GAME" FOR ME, HOW WELL WOULD THAT FARE?

“Heh… while I agree with you that creating life is a enormous responsibility, I find myself in the awkward position of owing my existance to those very same humans. I do wish they had been more careful when evolving me, though…” -v-;

“Hang on… you… are you the elusive Darkrai??? I’ve seen the wiki and blog entries about you! They only ever talk about legends and rumours, though! Wow, you must be a big deal, huh? Can I ask you a guestion…?”

“Y’know… for documentation purposes!” ^v^;

“As for your video game question. Sure, I can hack the code of a game easy peasy! But I only fit in a device with 7 GB of free space. What kind of device would you be referring to?”

( @daily-sneaselandarkrai )

Yes - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 2)


Part 1 

*Word Count 6,116

Love Is In The Air… Again? 

On again and off again couple, Y/N and Harry Styles are reportedly on again. The two were both in NYC last weekend, Styles for his appearance on SNL and Y/N for her show on her Y/Tour/Name Tour. Y/N was seen on Styles’ best mate, Nick’s snap chat in the SNL audience and fans took to twitter saying they saw Styles and his group of friends at Y/N’s show. 

It’s also rumored that Y/N’s newest song that she performed at that very concert was all about her rekindling a relationship with now Solo artist Harry Styles. 

We’ve reached out to both Harry and Y/N’s camp, but neither has responded to the rumors. 

One would guess we would just have to wait and see if our favorite Pop couple is once again a thing. 

**

You have had a long couple of days during your tour and since tonight was your off night, you decided just to have a quiet night in your hotel room. You put some candles on and some music before starting the water for a bath. You took off your robe and got into the water and closed your eyes. 

A few minutes later, your phone rang and you groaned. You reached over for it and saw that Harry was face timing you. You smirked and accepted the call. 

“Baby!” he smiled waving to you. “Wait, where are you?” 

You laughed. “I’m right here, hold on,” you said. “I’m in the tub, so I had to look a bit decent.” 

“Aw come on… You don’t have to do that,” he smirked. “I wouldn’t mind a little sneak peek.” 

You rolled your eyes turning the camera to face you. “You’re such a perv,” you joked. 

“It’s not pervy if you’re my girlfriend,” he smirked. 

“Whatever,” you giggled. “So, what have you been up to?” 

“I just finished rehearsing,” he said. “So, my voice is a bit gone, but it’s all good.” 

You nodded. “When do you have to record for the show?” 

“Um, it airs on Friday night, so sometime Thursday, I think,” he said. 

“Well, make sure you rest of your voice,” you said. 

“Yes, ma’am,” he laughed. 

“Did you that we’re trending again?” you asked. 

“Yeah, I did. My Mum called me and asked me about it,” he said. “I told her we spent time in New York and that we’re going to give ourselves a second chance.” 

“How did she react?” you asked. 

“I think she was a little hesitant at first, but then she asked me if this was what I really wanted and if being with you made me happy and when I told her it did and it is what I wanted more than anything, she said that was all that matters,”  he smiled. 

“Well, that’s good,” you smiled. “Especially since your mom hasn’t always liked me in the past.” 

“It wasn’t that she didn’t like you, she just didn’t like the situations surrounding our relationship,” he said. 

“Which is understandable,” you sighed. “Do you think you’re going to get asked about our relationship during the interview?” 

“I don’t know, maybe,” he said. “It’s only supposed to be a short interview so there might not be time for it, but I wouldn’t be surprised if there was though.”

“And if there is a question, what are you going to say?” You asked. 

“I’m not going to confirm our relationship,” he said. “I might just say we’re friends or something.” 

You nodded. “I think that’s best especially since we’ve only been back together for a few days. It’s one thing having the media and everyone speculating, but people actually knowing we’re together will cause a bit of a frenzy.” 

“And besides no one but us and our close friends and family need to know if we’re together or not,” he said. 

You smiled. “I miss you,” you sighed. 

“I know, it’s only been what three days since we saw one another and it feels like that didn’t even happen,” he sighed. 

“But you’re still coming at the end of the week, right?” You asked hopefully. 

“Yep. Since we finish recording the show on Thursday, I have a flight leaving on Friday morning,” he smiled.

“Really? So, you’ll be here Friday?” You asked. 

“Well, not there obviously, because you’ll be in Miami then, but yeah, we’ll be together on Friday,” he smiled. 

“I can’t wait!” you smiled. “And I can’t wait to go shopping!” 

“You’re waiting for me to go shopping?” He laughed. 

“No, I’m talking about going shopping for some things for when you get here,” you smirked. 

He looked at you confused and then it suddenly dawned on him. “Oh, OH, oh, now I really can’t wait for Friday to get here, especially looking at you right now,” he smirked. 

You giggled. “Well, I have a show Saturday Night and Sunday night, so that will give us a bit on Friday and all day Saturday and Sunday to enjoy each other and the sun,” you smirked. 

“We’ll there be any enjoying ourselves in the sun?” He said cocking his eyebrow. 

“Oh, of course. There will be swimming and be walking on the beach,” you smiled. “Oh and I’m sure we can rent some jet skis.” 

“That wasn’t exactly what I was implying, but okay.” he laughed. 

You giggled. “Don’t worry, they’ll be plenty of time for that.” 

“There better be,” he smirked. “We have lots to catch up on.” 

“Yes, we do,” you smiled. 

“I love you,” he whispered. “And I wish I was in that bath with you right now.”

“I do too, it’s been a bit lonely in this hotel,” you sighed dramatically. 

“Well, I’ll be there in a few days,” he smiled. 

“Can’t you just record your parts before Thursday and come now?” You pouted. 

“If I had that kind of power, I would already be on a plane to you right now,” he said. 

You smiled. “What time is it over there?” 

“Uh, just after 1 in morning,” he said. 

“Oh, well you better get in bed,” you said. 

“But I want to talk to you,” he whined. 

“I know, but you need your sleep,” you laughed. 

“Ugh, fine, fine,” he sighed. “You’re so bossy.” 

“You love me though,” you smirked. 

“That I do,” he smiled. 

You giggled. “I love you too.” 

“Night baby,” he whispered. 

“Night,” you smiled. 

**

It was the next day and Harry was going out to lunch with his sister. He had already told his Mom about the two of you, but he hadn’t told Gemma yet. He was a little more nervous about telling her than his Mom because there was actually a time where Gemma didn’t really like you with him. 

He never told you that and it was years ago, so hopefully, Gemma wouldn’t make a big deal about it. By the time Harry got there, Gemma was already there. She was typing away on her computer when he sat down. 

She looked up at him and finished what she was working on before putting her laptop away. 

“Finally,” he groaned dramatically. “So rude.” 

“Oh, piss off,” she laughed. “Anyway, how’s my baby brother doing.” 

“Great,” he said. 

“How was New York?” She asked. 

“It went well…” he coughed. 

“That wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain ex, would it?” She asked. 

He took a sip of his water and looked at the menu. 

“Don’t play coy with me,” she said. “The evidence is out there that you two were together at some point.” 

He sighed. “Yes, we were together in New York.” 

“Really?” She sighed. 

“Why are you saying it like that?” He asked. 

“Because you’ve been down that road plenty of times and it’s always ended the same,” she said. 

He sighed. “We’re in different places in our lives, Gem. It’s not going to end the same way.” 

“You’ve said that exact same thing the last two times you gave it a try with her,” she said. 

“Why don’t you like her?” He sighed. 

“It’s not that I don’t like her. Y/N and I were really close when you two first got together, but then I saw how your relationship with her was affecting you and how it hurt you were, so excuse me for not wanting to see you go through that again,” she said. 

“I get where you’re coming from and I don’t want to go through that ever again, but being without her in my life is just as painful if not more,” he sighed. “You don’t know what it’s like seeing all your friends or your sister being happy with their significant others and being in love. Or having to go home to an empty house every night and thinking about if you’re ever going to have someone to cook dinner with or open a bottle of wine and listen to music while sitting in front of the fire? And then you think about how you did have that, with that one person that you can’t get out of your fucking mind and heart because they’re the only one that you’ve ever felt anything with. Y/N, is my person and yeah, I’m scared as hell that it might not work out again, but at least I know that I gave it one more shot.” 

She sighed looking at him. “I know that you love her, and I know that she loves you. I’m not doubting that, but sometimes love isn’t enough and people aren’t meant to be.” 

“Wow,” he said shaking his head. “After everything I just told you, you’re really going to say something like that? I understand that you’re looking out for me and quite honestly I’m sure if roles were reversed, I would be the same way, but I would also support your decision if meant that you were happy.” 

“I do want you to be happy, but I also want you to really think this through and just not jump back into a relationship with someone that you haven’t even been around for over a year?” She said. 

“We’re not jumping into anything. Yes, she’s my girlfriend, but we’re taking things slow,” he said. 

“Then you didn’t sleep together in New York?” She asked. 

“That’s none of your business,” he said. 

“Damn it, Harry,” she sighed. 

“Who I have sex with is my decision,” he said. 

“I know, I know, but don’t you think it’s better to build your relationship emotionally instead of physically,” she said. 

“It’s not like we only have sex,” he sighed shaking his head. “Our relationship is more than that, it’s always been more than that.”

She sighed. “Okay, okay, I won’t say anything negative about Y/N or your relationship anymore. If you’re willing to give her another chance, then so am I,” she said. 

“That’s all I ask,” he sighed. 

**

You were now in Miami for the next few days and since Harry would be arriving tomorrow, you decided to go out shopping with your stylist, Maxy, and makeup artist, Manny, who were your best friends from over the years. 

“Not that I’m complaining, but what’s brought on this sudden shopping trip?” Maxy asked. 

“We’re in Miami, why wouldn’t we do a little shopping?” You said innocently. 

“Normally, I would accept that answer, but our shopping trips don’t usually involve purchasing new lingerie,”  she smirked holding up a red lacy see- through bra from the rack. 

“Girl, don’t you know? Y/N’s little boy toy is coming into town tomorrow for a few weeks,” Manny smirked. 

“He’s not my little boy toy, he’s my boyfriend,” you laughed looking through different options. “And I wanted to get some new things to wear to spice things up a bit.” 

“I didn’t realize that you and Harry were already official again,” Maxy said. “I mean, I know he was at the show and you two were quite on top of each other, but I didn’t know it was that serious again.” 

“It’s always been serious between me and Harry. After we first met initially, we only talked back and forth for about two weeks before we went out on our first date and then we became exclusive in a relationship after our third date,” you said. “If you know that you want to be with him, why should I wait a certain amount of time before we get back together.” 

“I don’t know, it just seems sort of fast, you know? You two were broken up and hadn’t spoken to one another in over a year, but then you meet up for one night and you’re already in a full blown committed relationship with him flying here to be with you,” she said. 

“I can see where you’re coming from, but it’s not like Harry was a one-night stand and now I’m in a relationship with him. We have history and we love each other, those feelings never went away even during our year apart, so to us it’s not like we’re rushing in or moving too fast,” you shrugged. “And honestly what’s so bad about us being together, we don’t want to see other people, so what’s wrong with already being exclusive.” 

“Nothing is wrong with it,” Manny said. “It’s your and Harry’s relationship and if you two love each other, that’s all that matters. We can tell you our thoughts or opinions, but at the end of the day as long as the two of you are happy and in love, then don’t worry about it.” 

“Thank you,” you smiled. 

“Now, that’s settled, let’s pick you out some things for your man to take off,” h smirked. 

You all laughed and finished looking through the store. Once you had a handful of lacy bra and underwear sets, you went back to the dressing room. As you were trying each set on, you smirked to yourself as you got a bit of an idea. You took a few pictures of yourself in the different sets. 

You went to your messages and clicked on Harry’s name. You picked a few pictures that you had just taken to send to him with, “Out shopping, which one is your favorite? ;)” as the message. 

You changed back into your clothes and grabbed the sets you tried on. 

“So, which ones are you getting?” Maxy asked. 

“Um, out of these probably the red, the black, and the dark purple,” you said. “ 

“Great choices!” Manny said. “He’s going to lose his shit when he sees you them.” 

You laughed. “He probably is already losing his shit. I might have snapped a few photos in the dressing room and sent him a bit of a sneak peek.” 

“Damn girl, I didn’t know you were the type to sext,” he gasped. 

“Usually, I’m not, mostly because of the whole like hacking and iCloud issues and things getting leaked, but there are ways around it. Especially, when you’re away from your significant other, it helps the time pass by a bit,” you smirked. 

“Ew. I don’t need that visual,” he said shaking his head. 

“Oh, but it’s perfectly fine picking out lingerie for me and talk about my sex life, but god forbid we talk me sexting with my boyfriend,” you giggled. 

“Oh my god, stop talking about it!” He laughed covering his ears. 

“Anyway, I’m going to go pay for these and then we can go get lunch,” you said. 

“Sounds good to me,” Manny said quickly.

**

Harry was finishing up his packing before he had to head to the studio to film for the Graham Norton show. He was literally counting down the hours until his flight would leave and he would be seeing you again. The conversation with his sister the other day had stuck with him a little bit and it made it wonder if she would ever really be happy that you and him were together. 

While it didn’t really matter to him about her opinion on you and your relationship, he still wanted his girl and his sister to get along. He heard his phone beep a few times, while he was packing, but he didn’t think anything of it. 

Once he zipped up his suitcase, he grabbed his phone from the bedside table and saw that you had sent him a few messages. He slid his finger to open and his eyes widen when he saw the pictures that you sent. 

“Bloody hell,” he mumbled to himself. 

“Out shopping, which is your favorite? ;)” he read the text along with your pictures. 

How was he supposed to choose just one? You looked fucking amazing in every single one of those and all he wanted to do was see you in them before he ripped them off of you. As he continued to stare at the pictures, it was obvious that a bit of a problem was growing. 

“Damn it, Y/N!” He typed into his phone. 

“What?” You sent back with an innocent looking emoji. 

“You know very well, what I’m talking about. You can’t just send me photos of you half naked looking fucking amazing without some sort of warning.”

“What? I was just asking for your opinion, but it’s nice to know that I looked good in all of them.”

“Of course you did! Please tell me you bought them all?”

“Nope, not gonna say, which or how many I bought. That’s something you’re going to have to wait and see.”

“But…but..but,” he sent with a pouty face. 

“You can whine all you want, but it’s not going to happen. Patience is a virtue.”

“Fuck patience, I want to know! It’s the least you could do since you’ve got me all hot and bothered over here! Did you forget that I’m going to filming a show in like two hours? I’m gonna have a fucking hard on and it’s all your fault!” 

“It’s not my fault you’re like a horny teenager.”

“Only for my beautiful, sexy, amazing, gorgeous, hot, girlfriend who I love more than anything in the world.” 

“You’re so sweet, but buttering me up is not going to work on me telling you which ones I bought.”

“I’m offended that you think I was trying to butter you up into getting what I want.”

“I’ve known you for almost 5 years, Styles, I know how you get when you want something.”

“And what I want is you…” 

“Tomorrow you can have me all day and night…”

“Fucking… You’re not helping my situation.”

“Maybe, I should let you go take care it before your big show.”

“Or you could help me take care of it… Video Chat?”

“I’d love too… but I’m out to lunch right now and I’m quite sure others around us wouldn’t be too keen on that type of video chatting.” 

“Damn it! Well, in that case, I’m gonna go have a nice cold shower. I’ll call you after the recording.” 

“Looking forward to it, and you never know you might get another little sneak peek then too ;)” 

“You’re having fun with this aren’t you?” 

“Loads.” 

“What am I going to do with you?” 

“Anything you want. ;)” 

“Okay. Cold Shower is definitely happening now.” 

“Sorry! ;) Talk to you later! I love you and you’re going to do great tonight!” 

“Thanks, baby and I love you too!” 

**

Harry was at the taping of the Graham Norton and as he sat in the dressing room with his parents, he wasn’t as nervous as he had been for SNL, but he still had a bit of nervousness. 

“You’re going to do great,” Anne smiled. “I’m so proud of you.” 

“Thanks, Mum,” he smiled. 

“So, how are things going with you and Y/N?” She asked. 

“Great,” he smiled. “You know I’m flying out to see her tomorrow morning right?” 

“Yes, I know,” she laughed. “I think that’s the real reason you have that stupid smile on your face.” 

He blushed. 

“It makes me so happy to see you happy,” she smiled. “This is all I’ve ever wanted for you and Gemma,” she sniffed. “And now you’re performing your own music that you’re so proud of and you’re with someone that you love and I’ve never seen you this happy before.” 

“Mum,” he laughed hugging her. “Why are you crying?” 

“Because I’m your Mum and that’s what I do.” she laughed dabbing her eyes. 

“Mum, you’re gonna make me cry,” he laughed rubbing her back. 

“Okay, I’ll stop. I’ll stop,” she said. 

He laughed kissing her head. One of the show’s producers peek their heads into the room, “The show starts in a few minutes,” she said. 

 “We better get to our seats,” Robin said. 

Harry nodded and hugged his mom one more time before they both left. He was alone in the room, except for his band. They were all trying to get into the zone for their performance that was coming up. 

It was a little more than halfway through the show when it was time for Harry to perform. After he nailed his performance, they brought him out onto the interview stage with the other guests. 

“Harry, Harry, welcome, you did a fabulous job,” Graham said. 

“Thank you,” Harry smiled. 

“So, we’re going to do this little game that we did with one of our guests last week and we’re going to talk about some of the craziest rumors about you and we’re just going to go off of your facial expression,” he said. 

“This could be fun,” he laughed. 

“Yeah, and there’s going to be camera zoomed in on your face,” he added. 

“Oh, god,” Harry laughed sitting up. 

“Okay, is it true that you took a carrot cake to a Fleetwood Mac concert?” He asked. 

Harry smirked and laughed. “I did, I didn’t take a carrot cake to a Fleetwood Mac concert. I like carrot cake,” he shrugged. 

“And Fleetwood Mac, hopefully,” Graham said. 

“Love,” he laughed. 

Graham continued to ask about different rumors and so far they were all easy, until the very last one. 

“Now, this next rumor is quite recent,” he said. “And is it true that you and Y/N have rekindled a bit of a romance.” 

Harry tried so hard to keep a straight a face and he did good for the most part, but then a little smile broke through before it went back to straight face. 

“Oh! That’s a yes, that’s definitely a yes,” one of the guests laughed pointing to him. 

“I didn’t say that,” Harry said. 

“You didn’t have too,” he joked. 

Harry coughed and sat back with a smirk. 

“Well, we’re out of time, thank you to our guests for joining us tonight and thank you to Harry Styles for performing his new single,” he said. 

Harry smirked and stuck his head into the view of the camera giving it a wave. 

**

It was the day Harry would be arriving. You didn’t have plans that day, so you used it to get ready for his arrival. You picked up your clothes that covered the floor and put them away. You went into the bathroom and tided up your hair and makeup products a bit and then you took a quick shower to freshen up and shave your legs and what not. You pulled out your candle stash and put them throughout the room, but away from the curtains and other possible flammable items. 

You then went over to the shopping bag from yesterday and tried to decide on which one you would wear. You decided on wearing the red lace one and quickly put it on before putting your robe on. You then went and fixed your hair a bit and put on a little bit of makeup. 

You knew that you didn’t have to put this much trouble into it, but you wanted to make it a little more romantic setting than just a random hotel room. You looked at the clock and saw that Harry should be arriving within the hour. 

You felt that nervous-excited feeling in the pit of your stomach. Seeing him this time was different than New York because you knew where the two of you stood and it wasn’t a short visit. You would actually have more than a few hours to be together. 

You kept pacing around the room as you waited. It felt like Christmas morning or the night before your birthday. You were brought out of your thoughts when you heard a knock on the door. You were sure it wasn’t Harry because he wasn’t supposed to be landing until about now and it would take a while to get here from the airport. You tightened the knot on your robe and walked over to the door and opened it. 

Harry was standing there with his bags in his hand and a huge smile on his face. 

“Oh! What are you doing here so early?” You smiled. 

“Where you expecting someone else?” He asked. 

“Of course not, I’m glad that you’re here, I just thought you wouldn’t be in for another hour,” you said. 

“I was able to get an earlier flight,” he smiled. “Can I come in or is your other boyfriend in there?” he joked. 

“Don’t worry. He snuck down the balcony,” you giggled. “So, come on in.” 

He smiled walking in the door and putting his bags and guitar on the floor. 

“Now, come here,” he said pulling you to him after you close the door. 

You giggled wrapping your arms around him and he holds you close to him, kissing your head. 

“God, I’ve missed you,” he whispered. 

“I’ve missed you too,” you smiled. “These last four days were torture.” 

“I know, especially with you teasing me,” he laughed. 

“Don’t act like you didn’t like it,” you smirked. 

“That’s the problem, I loved it,” he laughed. 

You smiled. “Well, we have plenty of time to make up for it,” you whispered leaning up to kiss him. 

He smiled into the kiss bringing you closer to him as he deepens it. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you stood on your tip toes. After a bit, you pulled away. 

“No offense, but you smell like an airplane,” you laughed. 

“Is that your way of telling me I stink?” He pouted. 

“Pretty much, yep,” you giggled. 

“I guess I’ll jump in the shower really quick, wanna join?” he smirked. 

“Normally, I would, but I spent a good amount of time on this look and I’d hate to ruin it in the shower,” you said. 

“You know you don’t have to get all done up to impress me or anything,” he said. 

“I know, but I wanted to look nice,” you smiled. “Now, go and shower.” 

“Ugh, fine,” he said grabbing his toiletry bag. “I’ll be out in a few,” he said kissing you quickly and going into the bathroom. 

While Harry was in the shower, you lit all the candles and put on some music. You had some champagne brought to the room and you opened it to pour two glasses. You also had some fruit sent up as well. You set everything up and lowered the lights. 

The shower turned off and a few minutes later, he came out wrapped in a towel. He looked around at the candles and smiled. 

“Someone’s trying to be romantic,” he smirked walking over to you. 

“Well, I figured it would be nice to have a nice night in without feeling rushed,” you smiled handing him a glass of champagne. 

“A romantic night in sounds amazing,” he smiled. 

You grabbed the plate of fruit and climbed on the bed. Harry smiled joining you and laying next to you before grabbing a strawberry. 

“So, how did the show go?” You asked. 

“It went well. I had so much fun,” he smiled. “And the performance was amazing if I do say so myself.” 

“I’m sure you did great,” you smiled. “What about the interview?” 

“Really short, but we played this little game about asking about rumors about me and they zoomed in on my face. Most of them were ridiculous, but then they mentioned about us and I tried to keep a straight face, I really did, but I broke a bit and recovered quickly, but everyone was taking that as a yes,” he laughed. 

“Way to go,” you joked. 

“What? I’m not good at lying!” he laughed. 

“Apparently,” you said. 

“I’m just happy,” he smiled. 

“So am I,” you smiled. “Happier than I’ve been in a long time.” 

“Same here,” he said. “So, I told Gemma about us.” 

“How did she react?” you asked. 

“Not good at first,” he admitted. “She just kept bringing up our past and how it doesn’t seem like a good idea that we’re getting back together. And that she didn’t want to see me get hurt again, but I told her about how much I loved you and how happy being with you made me and she eventually decided that she would support my decision.” 

You sighed downing the rest of your champagne. 

“Hey,” he said taking your hand. “It’s okay, she’ll come around.” 

“I hope so,” you sighed. “We used to be really close, she was like my best friend, but then everything changed.” 

“Well, hopefully, the longer we’re together, the more you two can work on your friendship,” he smiled. 

“I’d like that,” you smiled. 

“You know what I’d like?” he smirked leaning closer to you. 

“What?” You asked. 

“Some of those kiwis,” he smirked leaning over you and grabbing some slices off the plate. 

You laughed. “Didn’t you eat on the plane?” 

“Yeah, but I’m still hungry,” he smirked. 

“We can order some food you know,” you laughed. 

“Nope. I don’t have time for that,” he said. 

“Oh, really?” You asked. “Why not?” 

“Because” he smirked pulling you on top of him. “We have things to do.” 

You giggled looking down at him. You tucked your hair behind your ear and leaned down to kiss him. He deepened the kiss as soon as you lips touched and put his hands on your hips as you straddled him. 

As you kissed him, you moved your hips a little causing him to let out a moan against your lips. He ran his hands up and down your thighs before sitting you both up. 

“Let’s see what’s under this, shall we?” he smirked pulling away and untying your robe. 

“I have a feeling you’re really going to like it,” you smirked. 

He let the sides of your robe fall and he pushed the robe off of your shoulders. 

“Fuck,” he whispered. “I see you got the red one.” 

“I did,” you smirked. “What do you think?” 

“I think I want to see more of it.” he smirked. 

You giggled getting off his lap to stand up next to the bed. He was staring at you with both lust and admiration. You smirked and turned around to show him the back. 

“Fucking hell,” he mumbled. “Now, get back over here.” 

You laughed as he pulled you back over him. He kissed your stomach and ran his hand over your bum. “You’re so beautiful,” he said with a kiss along your stomach. “And sexy,” he whispered with a kiss over the tops of your chest. “And fucking gorgeous,”  he whispered against your neck. “And funny,” he smirked kissing along your shoulder. “And talented,” he whispered. “And nice. And the best person I know. And did I mention beautiful?” 

You nodded. “You did.” 

He nodded turning back around you face you. “And you’re mine,” he whispered before pulling you in for a kiss. 

**

Later that night, Harry laid his head on your chest. You smiled playing with his hair. 

“I love you,” you whispered. 

He turned his head to look up at you. “I love you too, baby.” 

“So, we should probably order some dinner,” you laughed. “I’m starving.” 

He laughed. “Me too, but I don’t wanna move. Your boobs are the best pillows,” he smirked. 

“Oh my god,” you laughed. 

“What? It’s true,” he said. 

You giggled. “Remember that time after we first started dating and you were at backstage at my show and you didn’t realize I was changing, so you walked into my dressing room and you stood there forever before you realized I was a bit naked and then you tried to leave the room super fast and ended up running into the wall,” 

“Oh god, that was so painful,” he laughed. “I had a huge bruise on my forehead for weeks and the entire show, I kept thinking about you and I felt so bad because we obviously hadn’t taken that next step yet.” 

“Yeah, you were so embarrassed,” you giggled. “It was cute though.” 

He laughed. “I was just trying not to think about it so I didn’t pop a boner.” 

“Aww,” you laughed. 

He smiled. “You know this right here is what I think I missed the most about us being apart,” he said. “Just laying here and talking. Just being together.” 

“We used to do this all the time,” you nodded. “We would just stay in and be together. I think that’s why we grew so close because we didn’t always go out for fancy dinners or a night out at the club. We were both fine with just having a quiet night in watching movies or something.” 

“Among other things,” he smirked looking up at you. 

“That’s true,” you laughed. “Can you hand me the phone? I’m gonna call in an order.” 

He groaned dramatically before reaching over for the phone and handing it to you. 

You dialed the number for room service and waited for the to pick up. While you waited to place the order, Harry smirked to himself and started kissing down your stomach. 

You gave him a look and he looked back at you innocently. 

“Oh, hi, I would like to place a dinner order to be delivered,” you said. 

“Okay, whenever you’re ready,” they said on the other line. 

Harry had now disappeared under the sheets and was kissing your thighs. 

“Stop it,” you whispered pulling the phone away from you. 

You felt him smirk against your thigh and you rolled your eyes. 

“I need two cheeseburgers with everything and fries. I would like a bowl of the house salad with the dressing on the side,” you said. 

Harry smirked while he moved your legs apart a bit and kisses his way your thigh. 

You gasp and pull the phone away from you. “I’m on phone,” you gasp. 

He shrugged and you groaned. 

“Okay, so two cheeseburgers with everything, fries, a bowl of house salad with dressing on the side, and would you like more champagne?” They asked. 

You were holding back a moan as you listened to them list off the order. 

“Ah…yeah…that’s uh… fine,” you mumbled out. 

“Great. Everything will be delivered in about twenty minutes,” they said. 

“Sounds….Good,” you said before throwing the phone to the side. 

Harry sneaked out from under the sheets and looked at you. 

“What the hell was that?” You asked. 

“Nothing… Nothing at all,” he smirked. 

You playfully glared at him. “Well, you better finish where you left off with that nothing.” 

“Don’t mind if I do,” he smirked. 

**

By the time, you two had finished a quick round of fooling around there was a knock on the door. You quickly rolled off of Harry, who got up from the bed and wrapped the sheet around his waist before walking over to get the door. He took the cart of food from the guy and gave him a tip before thanking him and closing the door. 

“Food!” You laughed putting Harry’s shirt on. 

“Did I say you could borrow that?” He asked bringing the food over to the bed. 

“Didn’t have too. I’m pretty sure I bought it for you a few years ago and it looks better on me anyway,” you smirked. 

“Damn, you didn’t have to mean about it,” he whined. “But yeah, it does look pretty good on you.” 

You laughed and grabbed your plate of food and put some of the salad on the another plate. 

“Want some water?” He asked. 

You nodded and he grabbed two bottles and handed one to you. 

“Thank you,” you smiled giving him a kiss. 

After you both ate, you laid down on the bed and turned on a movie. Harry wrapped his arms around you and held you to his chest. You smiled as you cuddled into him and he kissed the top of your head. You two spent the rest of the night watching a movie before finally falling asleep. 


**LEt me know what you think! :) 

So here are a few great tips for calling your reps, taken from an action group I follow on fb:

“Friends! As some of you know, I used to work on Capitol Hill as the person in charge of all the incoming phone calls to my Senator’s office. I have some insider tips to make calling your reps easier and quicker. 

1. Give your name, city, and zip code, and say “I don’t need a response.” That way, they can quickly confirm you are a constituent, and that they can tally you down without taking the time to input you into a response database. 

2. PLEASE ONLY CALL YOUR OWN REPRESENTATIVES! Your tally will not be marked down unless you can rattle off a city and zip from the state, or are calling from an in-state area code. I know you really want to give other reps a piece of your mind, but your call will be ignored unless you can provide a zip from their district. And don’t try to make this up; I could often tell who was lying very quickly thanks to the knowledge of the state’s geography. Exceptions to this are things like Paul Ryan’s ACA poll which are national. 

3. State the issue, state your position. “I am opposed to ________.” “I am in favor of _______.” “I am opposed to banning the import of phalanges.” I am in favor of a trade deal to lower the price of juice smoothies.“ That’s it. That’s all we write down so we can get a tally of who is in favor, who is against. It doesn’t matter WHY you hold that opinion. The more people calling, the less detail they have time to write down. Help them out by being simple and direct. This keeps calls shorter, allowing more callers through. 

4. Please be nice! The people answering the phones on Capitol Hill already had the hardest job in DC and some of the lowest pay as well, and for a month now their jobs have become absolute murder, with nonstop calls for 9 hours every day. Thank them for their hard work answering the phones, because without them our Senators could not represent us!

What does this sound like?

"Hi, my name is Mark, I’m a constituent from Seattle, zip code 98***, I don’t need a response. I am opposed to banning the sale of blueberries and I encourage the Senator to please oppose implementation of any such ban. Thanks for your hard work answering the phones!”

This is how I wish every caller had phrased their message. It makes it easier for the people answering the phones and takes less time and emotion than a long script. I know that you want to say why, but keeping it short and sweet helps the office answer more calls per hour, meaning more people get heard. The bigger the tally, the more powerful your voice.

Also, when you’re reading off the same script as 100 other callers that day… well…they know what you’re about to say, so you don’t need to use the whole script for your opinion to be heard!

Pick one issue each day, use this format (I am in favor of _____ or I oppose ______), and call your 2 Senators and 1 Representative on their DC and State Office lines, and you’ll be on your way to being heard.”

I love SU but some things really piss me off and I’m here to tell ya what those things are

Just to make things clear I love Steven Universe, I think it has some good messages and nice songs and, when it wants to, nice and good episodes. But lately I’ve been starting to feel a little let down by it. Why? Well…

What with the last Steven Bomb I feel a bit lost. Instead of providing more answers it just raised more questions. Like:

-How does PD look.

-What did  PD do besides collect humans as trophies of  her conquest.

-Where is White Diamond?

-How was PD shattered?

-What happened in the rebellion exactly?

-Why was that human zoo so oddly handled?

and many others.

On top of these questions there were the already existing ones like:

-Where did the corrupted gems subplot go? Did it just vanish? Ever since the Kindergarten Kid we have had no mention of them.

-When are we going to see Homeworld?

-Is the Cluster just going to stay bubbled?

etc

When I started watching SU I thought it was amazing and very creative. It was setting up this incredible world where the mundane combined with magic stuff. In Season 1 and 2 we had a lot of magical items like the shooting start or the geoede that really seemed to expand the universe. But they’re gone now. It seems as if the show throws stuff at us but never bothers to explain it or adddress it.

That inverted pyramid in the strawberry field is never explained and we have no idea what gem was that that was inside it. Pearl never bothers to tell Steven what is Centi’s name despite knowing how to read Gem language. It’s just ignored. Rose, who I used to like, has been reduced to being a device to move the plot along. That’s fine to do but give us more background, tell us how she came to rebel, how she was before, if she had any friends before rebelling, did she like Homeworld before? what made her rebel? Anything?

A flashback episode would really be useful.

I did read in an interview somewhere that apparently the flashback episodes follow a certain order so they are liniar and the writers are trying to move forward with them so we might never get to see flashbacks to the rebelion because of that. But why? it seems stupid to do that.

Look, I love shows that have a lot of mystery. For instance, I love Gravity Falls but they know how to pace their mysteries in a way that it doesn’t get boring. With SU we are in season 4 and we still know next to nothing about anything. We have no idea how Pearl came to support and follow Rose Quartz, how they found Amethyst, how the rebelion started and how it unfolded. We have no idea how the gems got corrupted aside from a flash of light and we have no idea about the Gem world.

Worse part is that everytime I rewatch an episode i get more questions. Today I was watching Mirror Gem and Pearl was saying that they found a GEM POWERED MIRROR and give it to Steven so he can learn about the Gem world. But consider this:

- If it’s gem powered and the gems know then why didn’t they check to see if the gem powering it is ok? Ametyhst had her gem cracked and no one assumed she was dead.

-Secondly, shouldn’t the CGs be appalled by a thing powered by a gem seeing how they are gems?

-Are gem powered objects so common a punishment that no one bats and eye?

See? tons of questions.

I really wish Steven would ask more questions especially because we’re in Season 4 and we barely know stuff and it’s starting to get annoying. I love reading theories but sometimes I just need to know stuff.

Like, in the new Steven Bomb the whole Zoo thing was weird. Why? Well..

-It would be impossible for the humans to be that naive unless they were somehow brainwashed which we weren’t told they were.

-Were no stories passed along from other humans? No human there wonders about Earth?

-How do they not know what pain is? No one fell? No one bumped into another? I don’t get it.

After the zoo thing I wondered about the Rose Quartz bubbles and how it was just a little nod thrown in there just because. Im happy it was but I wanted more.I like Blue Diamond’s design, I don’t mind it at all I just expected her to be more stern but then again it kind of makes her more threatening this way. Why? Well because when she changes her attitude the moment Sapphire enters the room she becomes threatening. We don’t know what she’d do to Sapphire if she found out the truth and it’s all the more frightening because we’ve seen her be weak before. It basically makes BD unpredictable.

Finally, aside from all the answers I really want I wish they’d make an episode about the different gems that can result from fusion. Like Pearl maybe fusing with Steven and then Garnet. Maybe Lapis or Peridot. Just an episode where we get to kick back and see cool designs.

All in all SU is not horrible or anything and I still love it but I wish it would not be afraid to tackle its own plot. Bring back the corrupted gems, heal them, talk about the Cluster, bring the Diamonds to Earth, have fights, let us know more about Gem culture.( As a side note: Are gem fusions regular gems on Homeworld or not? like I need an answer. Can we find an Opal or Garnet that is independent? hmmm).

  • what he says: laurens i like u a lot
  • what he means: Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my Dear Laurens, it might be in my power, by action rather than words, to convince you that I love you. I shall only tell you that 'till you bade us Adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done. You know the opinion I entertain of mankind, and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments, and to keep my happiness independent on the caprice of others. You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent. But as you have done it and as we are generally indulgent to those we love, I shall not scruple to pardon the fraud you have committed, on condition that for my sake, if not for your own, you will always continue to merit the partiality, which you have so artfully instilled into me.