okay y'all i’m in a dark mood right now so you’re getting dark-ish linny headcanons/ficlet
ginny has always toed the line between brave and reckless, noble and violent. Her family has been a Gryffindor for generations and lions aren’t just kings, they’re first and foremost, killers.
She was a little girl when darkness first touched her. It came with sweet words and a gentle caress. It was easy to fall into it. She was young in a world she didn’t quite know.
(falling is easy. dragging yourself back up is the hard part.)
Ginny is a lion, though it took a diary and several almost dead people to figure that out.
(That wasn’t really her fault, was it? At least that’s what everyone tells her. What she doesn’t tell everyone is that she can still feel the rooster’s blood dripping from her fingers, still feel the almost familiar hissing in the back of her throat. She almost understands it, if she listens hard enough)
After that, she learned to bare her teeth and open her mouth in a snarl. Armor is easy enough to build, if you know how. She assembles it piece by piece, made of raised chins and witty comments. Of hexes and when that doesn’t work, fists. Of sharp eyes and an even sharper tongue. She holds her head high and refuses to apologize for who she is.
(That was the one thing she allowed herself to learn from Him. Never, ever apologize.)
Luna is all soft words and gentle caresses but not in the way Ginny learned to fear. His words had been careful whispers in Ginny’s ears, full of lies she couldn’t help but believe. Luna is nothing if not honest.
(There is a certain hostility there too; a certain reckless bravado. No one can be as sure of herself as Luna without being a little reckless. And no one can be a little reckless without being a little cruel.)
Ginny would like to say that their pieces slotted into each other perfectly and be done with it, but the truth is that they are both a little too jagged at the edges to mold together.
(Luna refuses to try. That’s her way of surviving. She wears the names everyone calls her around her shoulders like a cloak and puts on a serene smile.)
They are both too unbendable, you don’t get to live the lives they’ve lived without learning how not to break.
Instead, they are two trees that have stood for hundreds of years, slowly, impossibly growing around each other, branches tangling around each other, trunks drawing closer together with no prompting until you forget that the two of them had been a seperate entity in the first place.
Their embraces are stiff but they melt into each other like they were meant to be there.
Luna is the one who teaches Ginny the darker kinds of curses when the war came to Hogwarts. She had never been the type to shy of any kind of knowledge.
The thing that surprised them both was that Ginny actually let her.
Trust is a fragile thing, especially for someone who’s already been betrayed. But Ginny trusts Luna. Or at least trusts her enough to believe that she’s not being used.
They are not soft, and do not mistake them for such. They are two girls who fought in a war. Who had been fighting wars long, long before Death Eaters first broke through Hogwarts.
After seeing how everyone is coming together and spreading so much love, especially in the Jacksepticeye community, I’ve decided that today is the day…
I have something to tell you guys…
I’ve wanted to say it for a while but I was worried about doing it…
But I’m not so worried now and you guys are my friends, and so I think you should know this… Here goes…
I’m asexual. At least I’m like 99.9999999999 (etc) % sure that I am. Yes, I have done a lot of research and reading about it to be sure, I didn’t want to rush to label myself. And the great thing about labels is that they can change. But this is what I identify as right now. And I’m proud to say it. I. Am. Ace. :D
So if you don’t accept aces and think they are invalid, unfollow me now please. But if you do accept me, then yay!! Thank you and I love you! ❤
This was pretty hard to post, but I thought that you guys wouldn’t hate me for being ace. You all seem too sweet for that and you’ve been so kind to me this far, which I’m very grateful for by the way :3
Announcement post over. Thank you for reading ^_^ ❤
Hamilton Characters as more things said by me and my friends
<b>Alexander Hamilton:</b> *i need coffee is written on a design for a skateboard* I made it relatable<p/><b>John Laurens:</b> sometimes I look at a hot girl and think oh no I've been lying to everyone then I realise I'm gay<p/><b>Lafayette:</b> *screeching* I NEED BAGUETTE<p/><b>Hercules Mulligan:</b> I owned a horse once, his name was Pepper and he was part of the family<p/><b>Aaron Burr:</b> every day I crave death more and more<p/><b>James Madison:</b> *sneezes once* yeah I'll probably take the rest of the month off<p/><b>Thomas Jefferson:</b> I look hot in short shorts *poses*<p/><b>Angelica Schyler:</b> sometimes I like to pretend none of you exist<p/><b>Elizabeth Schuyler:</b> die, die! *burns ants while laughing like a maniac*<p/><b>Peggy Schuyler:</b> ok but what about a pair of glasses that detect when there is a gay nearby<p/><b>Maria Reynolds:</b> my hobbies include sleeping and crying<p/><b>George Washington:</b> *adds a tick to bathroom wall writing that says tick if you're depressed*<p/><b>King George:</b> I'm pretty sure Ringo was always the worst Beatle<p/><b>Charles Lee:</b> what about a bowling ball, but with blades<p/><b>Samuel Seabury:</b> *shoves friend into a wall* haha fuck you<p/><b>Philip Hamilton:</b> I'm short, angry, dangerous and ready to cry real hard until you give me a cookie<p/><b>George Eaker:</b> *in the middle of a conversation* I killed a man<p/><b>James Reynolds:</b> fuck you, fuck this whole table, you're all gay, why do i hang out with y'all, fuck whoever is calling me right now they can go fuck themselves<p/></p>
I've been wanting to play the piano since I was six, I've always had a special relationship with music
Uhm well, all the more reasons to take-
I've been drawn to piano since I can remember. I love music, I love playing, I love watching the hands of people as they play, oh my god have you seen their hands?
Yeah, they're pretty impressive, so why don't you just-
They're amazing, I wish I could be like them. I really really really want to play the piano, I'm tired of waiting
Great! Just take some lessons then, I know a guy that can help you. I'll call him
Call? Lessons? You mean now? Now as in RIGHT NOW? What if this is just a phase, what if I don't have the patience, what if I find out I don't like it or am not good enough? IT'S TOO SOON! WE MUST NOT RUSH INTO THINGS!!
Didn't you say you have been dreaming to play the piano since you were six?
Hi Sera! Could I ask you for a huge favor? Do you happen to be able to repost something about all of the very secret and questionable touches? Like the hand grab or the leg touch from the one night with Daniella? I'm so sorry for my English right now. Maybe if you have a few gifs to post? Anything to help. I'm sorry again! Thank you
Hello, dear anon!
That’s quite a request! I’ve been looking at your ask for a week now and wondering when I’m going to be able to sit down for long enough to fulfill it. Well, now is the time! I bet I’m going to forget some pretty massive moments, but perhaps someone else can reblog with more gifs for our enjoyment. :)
There is nothing accidental about this touch. Jensen must’ve really impressed his boy on the stage. Jared even wanted to put his hand back there, but the applause began and his hands were needed for that. (Here’s the leg touch you’re referring to)
The fan says Jensen is her favourite. Jensen grabs Jared’s hand while doing the comedy elbows show for the audience (as a distraction?). No way this could be an accident, he held Jared’s hand very deliberately for a while.
These are the ones I can recall off the top of my head. I’m sure there is plenty of more out there that I can’t remember right now. For more hands, check out my tag the hands. For more extra closeness/touching, see my tag proximity (under construction). I hope I could help you out a little! Sorry for taking so long. I hope you have a marvelous weekend ahead of you, sweet anon!
Can we get scenario or something where maybe Reader is outspoken and forward without really noticing? Like they sometimes blurt out "wow your pretty!" or "I'm blessed to have ended up with you." With Cor and the Chocobro's.
Yup – on it! :D Fluff galore right here Immortal Fam!
Also, these are gonna be really short because I unexpectedly ran out of time to
write this- my sincerest apologies! :O (it is now almost 1am and I need to be at work early xD)
and Noctis are out on a fishing run for dinner. Noctis has been standing at the
edge of his fishing spot for over forty minutes, a frown on his face and his
dark brows furrowed in concentration. You’re fiddling around with the different
lures in his tackle box, humming to yourself quietly as you don’t want to be
told off for scaring off Noctis’ precious fish. After a few more minutes of
idle waiting, Noctis’ shoulders straighten up and he lets out a quiet cry of
success. He pulls his line in with a small, adorable smile on his face and you
can’t help but coo out loud at his sweet reaction.
“Aww, you’re so adorable
Noctis- seriously. You make my heart sing!”
Noctis fumbles the line momentarily and you gasp in
suspense before he regains his grip and continues pulling the fish in. It’s a
big one. When the fish is finally reeled in and out of the water, Noctis turns
to you with a cute, sheepish smile on his lips as he scratches the back of his
head. He’s too flattered, and happy about his catch, to even hide his
embarrassment at your open endearment towards him.
“Um, thanks. Let’s get back to camp and serve this up,
and Prompto are sitting side by side after a heart dinner cooked by Ignis.
Prompto’s showing you all the pictures he’s taken during the day and you’re
leaning forward, looking like you have no idea of what the concept of personal
space means. You can hear Gladio and Noctis arguing about who gets to sleep
furthest from the tent flap tonight and you sigh quietly before glancing at
Prompto’s side profile to complain about their brutish behaviour.
You stop yourself from speaking as you’re absolutely mesmerised by Prompto’s elegant, yet masculine
facial profile. He looks innocent, strong, and friendly all at the same time
and you’re absolutely gobsmacked.
“Wow… you’re so pretty.” You murmur, a small smile on
your face as you continue to stare at your travel companion. Prompto’s head
shoots around to stare at you, a red blush immediately staining his beautifully
“Um… no. I’m not- seriously, stop playing around y/n!”
Prompto complains, his voice a little whiny. You chuckle and shake your head,
reaching up with your hand and ruffling Prompto’s hair gently.
“I’m not playing. You’re a really handsome guy. Cindy’s
a fool for not being head over heels for you by now!” you chirp. Prompto laughs
nervously and shakes his head.
“Nah, that’s not who I want anymore…” he stares at you
with his clear blue and happy eyes and you get the hint. You smile up at him
and wink before standing up and making your way to the tent to settle Noctis
and Gladio’s ongoing dispute about the sleeping arrangements. Meanwhile,
Prompto’s a blushing mess.
training at camp when you walk past and wolf-whistle appreciatively. “Hot damn,
that’s a nice ass!” Ignis shoots you an incredulous look over his mug of Ebony
while Noctis and Prompto break into peals of laughter.
Gladio’s stopped his morning exercise routine to stand
up and stare at you with his deep amber orbs. You can see a feint blush
staining his tan, slightly bearded cheeks and you frown a little at his odd
You hear Ignis snort, and Noctis and Prompto
practically choking on air- that’s how hard they are laughing. You’re now
confused- what’s going on here? You turn a curious gaze towards Gladio and he
shrugs a little, though he looks like he knows exactly what’s going on, by the
way he’s now glaring daggers at Ignis, Noctis and Prompto.
“Guys, shut up!” Gladio growls. The boys all laugh
harder. You’re extremely confused.
“Seriously, what’s happening?” you ask. Ignis clears
his throat and points at Gladio.
“Ask him. He’s been trying to tell you for a while
anyways.” Ignis cryptically offers before making his way into the tent and
shutting the flap. You turn towards Gladio and place your hands on your hips.
“What did you do now?” you ask, suspicious.
Gladio shakes his head and steps towards you. “This ‘nice
ass’ could be all yours for the taking… if you want it?” Gladio ends up
sounding unsure of himself.
You raise an eyebrow at him. “… are you trying to ask
me to be your girlfriend?”
Gladio’s silent for a few moments before Noctis and
Prompto roar with laughter in the back ground. You barely hear Gladio’s meek “yes”
over the ruckus.
looks handsome whenever he’s doing any task, but he’s particularly more
handsome when he’s in his element in the kitchen. With his sleeves rolled up to
his elbows and his glasses slowly sliding down his slightly crooked nose, you
can’t help but admire the royal advisor as he prepares meals for the boys and
“You’re such a blessing, Specs.” You murmur, walking
up around Ignis and placing your hand on his shoulder in a comfortable gesture.
Ignis seizes up a little and almost drops the ladle he’s holding into the pot
of soup he was preparing. Turning his green orbs towards you, he sighs and
raises an eyebrow.
“And you’re a nuisance. Please, take a seat while I
You’re almost offended by the way Ignis brushes your
compliment off. Almost.
He would have been in serious trouble off you if he
wasn’t a blushing mess the moment you called him a ‘blessing’.
a sweating, panting mess- but he still won the spar between yourself and him. Knocked
onto your butt after twenty minutes of good sparring, you stare up at your
mentor and long-time crush and smile tiredly.
“Wow, you’re not the marshal for nothing, huh? You’re
incredible Cor.” You gush, absolutely thrilled by how much you learned during
the sparring session. Cor grunts lightly and offers his hand to you to pull you
up. You take it and grin up at him, still a full head shorter than him. You
throw caution to the air as you step forward and throw your arms around your
stoic mentor. “Thanks for everything. You’re the best!”
You pull away and… Cor the Immortal is BLUSHING. He
averts his steel blue gaze and shrugs a little. He looks almost… cute?